There is something about a sexy muscled man in a pool, or one on the side of a pool, or maybe diving into the pool, or floating in a pool or… you get the idea.
When a strong sexy man lifts himself up out of the pool and every muscle delineates and water slews off of him then he’s standing on the side pushing his hair back out of his face… GUH… Yep, that moment.
It happened a lot in the last Olympics – not that I watched the diving in slow motion (aka I did). Divers and swimmers have physiques that they don’t hide under lycra or shirts. They don’t wear helmets or protective clothing, it’s just their naked selves with the addition of a small band of material protecting their bits. Oh and goggles – but it’s okay I’m generally focusing south of there.
One of my favorite bits of a man’s body is that tempting hip section, the V that you can just see on low riding jeans, the start of the treasure trail… *I need a moment to think about that*.
Swimming is sexy, diving is sexy, water off a man’s smooth skin is sexy, and when I found the man for the cover of Max and the Prince I was hooked. That was Prince Lucien, and he was wet, and he’d just been swimming, in fact he’s on the Cardiff Uni swim team. He’s tall and slim but muscled and strong in all the right places, as Max the Bodyguard is about to find out.
Being completely shallow and only focusing on the sexeh mens, what is your favorite sport to watch?
Max and The Prince – Bodyguards Inc, book 3
Book 1 – Bodyguard To A Sex God
Book 2 – The Ex Factor
Bodyguard Max Connery is used to being mistaken for being younger than he is.
Being carded every time he buys a beer is usual. Even though he’s just turned twenty eight and has two tours in Afghanistan as a pilot under his belt.
When a threat is made on the life of a prince attending University in the UK, Max is the perfect choice to blend in with students and to keep Prince Lucien safe. Even if it means joining the swim team to be by his side.
But, when death visits the University, abruptly this job is a long way past keeping the prince happy and safe. Instead Max has to keep Lucien alive.
RJ Scott has been writing since age six, when she was made to stay in at lunchtime for an infraction involving cookies. She was told to write a story and two sides of paper about a trapped princess later, a lover of writing was born.
As an avid reader herself, she can be found reading anything from thrillers to sci-fi to horror. However, her first real true love will always be the world of romance where she takes cowboys, bodyguards, firemen and billionaires (to name a few) and writes dramatic and romantic stories of love and passion between these men.
With over seventy titles to her name and counting, she is the author of the award winning book, The Christmas Throwaway. She is also known for the Texas series charting the lives of Riley and Jack, and the Sanctuary series following the work of the Sanctuary Foundation and the people it protects.
Her goal is to write stories with a heart of romance, a troubled road to reach happiness, and most importantly, that hint of a happily ever after.
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The first swimmer dived in at the whistle and CU pulled ahead as Kev set a good pace, the changeover was slick, the second in the team clean into the water, and time slowed so Lucien could see every single moment of Max. The tension in his muscles, the readiness in his taught tight figure, the soft bounce of his knees, the way his blond hair fell over his forehead. He was probably so pissed that he was even swimming today, his big bad bodyguard desire to protect undermined by Billy’s pesky torn tendon.
In his head Lucien counted the strokes as the second came closer and when he touched the side Max entered the water with barely a splash, diving and traveling the longest way under water before coming to the surface and settling into a strong breast stroke. He wasn’t the fastest, but he was strong and determined and as part of the team they bought home the win.
Lucien could only hope he’d do the same in his own race. And he thanked the heavens he was down this end of the pool when Max lifted himself out. The sight of that blond hair and the water running from Max’s slim strong body was enough to drive Lucien mad.
And there it went again. Time to grab his towel and hide his burgeoning erection…
“You’re up next,” Kev said next to him. That was enough of a shock to get Lucien out of his self destructive head space. He’d stared for so long he’d missed the woman’s race. He’d probably been standing there with a dumb ass expression on his face.
So much for self respect.