Pink by Jason Collins

JESSE:

He wants to explore my feminine side, and I’m going to guide his hands.

I need a man’s man in my life, and not just because they’re hot. I run a soap business, but my line of men’s products is a flop. Now I need an official Straight Guy Consultant to teach me what men want to buy.
Enter the hot foreman from across the street. When Austin walks in with a dirty problem only I can solve, I want to scrub every inch of him clean. He’s over six feet of muscle and Southern charm. He’s also as straight as can be—or so I think.
When we end up getting dirty in the soap shop, I discover Austin isn’t the kind of guy who scoffs at the finer things. And for a straight guy, he doesn’t have any trouble staying on top of me.
He’s as masc as I am fem, and we’re getting as dirty as we are clean.

AUSTIN:

He’s all pink, and I’m turning all red.

When Jesse brings me on as his consultant, I don’t know what I’m getting myself into. He’s a firecracker that just won’t burn out, and I’ve got to admit, he’s charming. I’ve been straight all my life, but what Jesse’s offering is too good to pass up.
Soon I’m looking at him in a not-so-straight way, and no cold shower will keep us from lathering ourselves up and rubbing each other down. Jesse loves himself and knows what he wants—my hands all over him.
I don’t care if my coworkers turn their noses up at all the frilly self-care products he likes. They should take a few lessons from him, but only after he’s given me a private session.
Jesse’s cleaning me up, and he’s not afraid to get dirty doing it.

Note to readers: This is an extra spicy standalone MM romance, heat level 10. Readers can expect several steamy scenes that will leave you breathless.