It's Baseball Season and I've been cheering on my Tigers.
I think more women are watching the games just to get a glimpse of our hot manager, Brad Ausmus.
Ahem... right ladies?
ANYWAYS...
In honor of this wonderful season and hot baseball guys...
I recommend reading Lucky 13 (Deadlines & Diamonds) by my friend Morgan Kearns.
BLURB:
Tragedy made it possible for Enrique Santiago to take over as Left Fielder for the Las Vegas Rockets. Talent keeps him there, giving him everything a guy could want. Except a woman to share it with.
A painful past with one very prominent reminder molded Shayne Xavier into the woman she is. She isn’t bitter or jaded, though. She’s a realist. Men can’t be depended upon and only lead to broken promises and shattered hearts.
Unaware of the demons of her past, Ricky tries to offer strength as Shayne’s life spins out of control. Sometimes Happily-Ever-After is too good to be true. Will Shayne and Ricky ever be able to restore the luck of his Lucky 13?
Get it today on Amazon Visit Morgan Kearns website
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Tuesday, June 2, 2015
Tuesday Teaser from Scary, Sexy Romance Author Megan Morgan
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Urban fantasy, paranormal romance,
and erotica…scary, sexy!
That’s what describes what
comes from the fantastic mind of author Megan Morgan. If you
like passion, sex, and chills down your spine, she’s the gal to write it
for you.
Welcome Megan! With me in Michigan and you in Ohio,
we are like neighbors! Thanks for joining us today. Is this your first book?
- No, I have
a paranormal erotic romance novella published, and I also have an urban fantasy
series with Kensington Books. The first book, The Wicked City, was released on
March 3rd of this year. The second will be released on November 10th.
I also have several stories in various House of Erotica anthologies.
I spent some time in
Chicago and fell in love with the Windy City and made some great memories! I
read the blurb of One Night in Chicago and I was hooked. What inspired you to
write your latest book?
- I love
Chicago and I love to write about it! Many of the spots my couple visit in the
story are places I’ve been to. The events and people are entirely made up, but
the places they visit (apart from a fictional bar I created) are very real.
The cover is very hot! How did you come up with the title?
- The City
Nights series all start with ‘One Night in…’ So I didn’t have to think too
hard!
You are such a tease;
we’ll look forward to more ‘One Night in…’ stories. Malcolm sounds like such a hottie. How do you
come up with your characters’ names?
- Malcolm
Darling is a name from another unpublished work I scrapped a while ago, but I
love the name so I had to use it. Taylor Middleton sounds like a
singer/songwriter to me, I was kind of thinking of Taylor Swift when I named
her—although her stage name in the story is Gracie. Sometimes names are very
hard to come up with, but thankfully these characters were easy.
- I
definitely picture Malcolm looking like Jeffrey Dean Morgan. Mmm!
Ohhhh… those shoulders… those arms… that
chest! Yeah, baby!!! I bet he could hold
both of us at the same time. LOL How naughty do you get with your writing?
- I write a
lot of erotica, though I’ve never written bondage. My sex scenes are pretty
steamy and descriptive, though! I like to write about sex. It’s fun.
That’s what I always
say! Sex is fun! Oh, wait… we’re talking about writing aren’t we. What were the
hardest scenes to write for you?
-
Ironically, the sex scenes. I have to ease into sex scenes, I can’t just write
them cold or stand-alone—I suppose you have to be in a certain mood to write
about sex. I do, at least.
I agree. What is the
strangest thing you’ve Goggled while working the story? Some writers will go
for a walk or do sit ups before sitting down. Others will have a glass of wine
& chocolate handy. I know one writer who has a silly stuffed animal on her
desk and can’t write without it.
- I don’t
remember Googling anything odd for this story, but I’ve definitely done some
Google searches for my writing that should have gotten some anxious government
people knocking on my door. I hope they have a list of us so when something
questionable comes up on a search engine they just say ‘oh, she’s a writer!’
Trust me, I know a few
writers who have had a knock on their door. A couple of them are on first name
basis with “their” agents. LOL Do you have any rituals or “must-haves” while
writing?
I don’t have
any particular writing rituals, but I do like to have a mug of coffee and I
seem to do my best writing early in the morning. Oftentimes, my cat tries to
‘help,’ mostly by lying on my laptop.
I think every writer
needs an animal “helper”. Say, this has
been fun! Do you have anything you would like to say to your readers?
- Don’t
hesitate to comment, tweet me, email me, or get in touch with me in any way. I
love talking to readers!
Megan was a good sport and left us
with some Fun stuff:
Favorite
drink: Coffee!
Favorite
candy: Chocolate
Favorite
food: Pasta. I love carbs, even though they’re bad for me.
Favorite
article of clothing or jewelry: My pajamas—nothing beats sitting around lazy
and comfy!
Favorite
place to read: In bed.
Place you
want to visit some day: Egypt
It wouldn’t be Tuesday without a TEASER!
Enjoy Megan Morgan’s latest book.
One Night in Chicago.
Blurb:
Breaking up is hard to do, especially after four years together.
Taylor Middleton, a singer striving for her big break, and her boyfriend
Malcolm Darling, a mover and shaker in the music business, have decided to call
it quits. Taylor wants to take her onstage persona—Gracie M—to LA, where she
hopes bright lights and big dreams await.
But before they break up, the two decide to spend one last night in
Chicago, the city where they once shared a passionate, romantic weekend, in
hopes of preserving some good memories. In Chicago, Taylor realizes she’s not
so sure about taking her talents elsewhere, as Malcolm reminds her why she fell
in love—and lust—with him. Taylor may soon discover the right man, like music,
can set her free and make all her dreams come true.
Excerpt:
She bought a shot glass, some postcards, a pen, and a keychain with her
name on one side and the Chicago skyline, lit with little lights, on the other.
She dangled the keychain in front of Malcolm's face. "Come on, this
is a work of art. Look at the lights."
"They'll burn out in two days." He batted it. "You're the
worst impulse shopper I've ever met."
"Some of us like to have fun." She strolled to the windows.
"Just because you're a boring old man doesn't mean we all have to
be."
"I'm far from boring. I would think after four years you wouldn't
use that word to describe me."
"You can be overbearing, sometimes." She pulled her phone out
of her purse. "A wet blanket."
"I'm reasonable. You can be a bit of a child, if we're gonna go
there. Sometimes you don't think about the consequences before you act. You
just jump in."
"Don't worry, after tomorrow I won't be your problem to
babysit."
He sighed. "I don't think of it as babysitting. I just
thought…maybe after four years we learned something from each other. You know,
you help me loosen up, I keep you grounded."
She took a picture out the window with her phone. "I guess
not."
"You don't think we've rubbed off on each other at all?"
She turned and snapped a picture from a different angle. "It
doesn't seem like it, does it? I mean, here we are, still arguing about the
same crap."
"Surely we're taking something good from this." Malcolm
followed her as she moved along the railing. "It wasn't all bad, was
it?"
She turned to him. "No. But when it was bad, it was really bad. That's why this is
happening."
"You're supposed to say I made you a better person." Forced
humor tinged his voice. "That you'll always be grateful for the things you
learned from me."
She dropped her phone back in her purse. "Is that all you're
concerned about, that I 'learned' something from you?"
"No. But I was hoping we changed each other for the better."
"Are you changed for the better?"
"I am, actually."
She gazed out the windows, across the vast expanse of water.
"I feel like I'm not the uptight jerk I once was. Like you taught
me how to have a little fun."
"Yet, you're still a workaholic."
"It's my job! Tay, it's okay to have fun, but you gotta put in some
hard work to have good things. You know that better than anyone. You're gonna
have to work hard in California. Your dream will still take time."
Anger tightened her chest. "I know that."
"But it's okay to dream. It's okay to look forward to the day when
everything you want comes to you."
"If it does, right?" She snorted. "This could all be a
losing game. Why, I might be back in New York and in your arms again before the
end of the year."
He turned toward the window, placing his hands on the railing. "I
want you to have your dreams. I wouldn't mind if you were still in my
arms."
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Megan Morgan is an urban fantasy, romance, and erotica author from
Cleveland, Ohio. Bartender by day and purveyor of things that go bump in the
night, she’s trying to turn writing into her day job so she can be on the other
side of the bar for a change. She’s a member of the RWA and author of the Siren
Song urban fantasy series from Kensington Books, as well as numerous other
shorter, sexy, smutty works.
Website: http://www.meganmorganauthor.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/morgan_romance
Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/meganmorganauthor
Email: meganmorganauthor@gmail.com
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Tuesday, August 26, 2014
Tuesday Teaser from Jessica E. Subject is out of this world!
I'd like to welcome my friend, Jessica E. Subject today.
If you love Sci- Fi Romance with moving characters, exciting plots, and steamy sex...
give yourself a treat and pick up Another Night, Another Planet.
Another Night,
Another Planet
A 1Night Stand / Elatia story
By Jessica E.
Subject
Erotic Sci-Fi
Romance
Limited by status…
Ava is a
housekeeper aboard Star Spirit, a luxury cruise ship travelling between the
Milky Way and the Belvarian System. Coming from a middle-class family on Earth,
she is considered by passengers as nothing more than an object to be tossed
away when they’re done with her.
Shunned because of his lineage…
Banned
from several planets across the universe, Nate struggles to run his
interstellar shipping business. But the DNA of an exterminated race runs
through his blood, giving him a diluted form of their powers, and leaving him
labeled as a terrorist.
Both searching for the one…
Through
her 1Night Stand dating service, Madame Evangeline matches these two together
for a celestial escape on the pleasure planet, Elatia.
Will Ava
and Nate find what they’re looking for, or will their date be just another
night on another planet?
Now an Audio Book!
Narrated by Audrey Lusk
*You can listen
to a sample at Audible and Amazon*
******
Jessica E. Subject
is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet
to erotica. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You
may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous.
When Jessica
isn't reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and
walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.
Jessica lives in
Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to
hear from her readers. You can find her at jessicasubject.com and on twitter @jsubject.
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Tuesday, August 12, 2014
Tuesday Teaser - Pack of Lies by Lucy Felthouse
Squeeeee! I have one of my favorite people on the blog today. My good friend, Lucy Felthouse! Boy, does she have a sexy teaser for us. Get your fan out before reading on.
Be sure to drool over the cover!
Pack of Lies by LucyFelthouse (@cw1985)
Nathaniel’s
grip on Isaac’s hair increased until his scalp tingled, and he let out a
strangled moan. His entire body stiffened, his cock throbbed and his hole
twitched. Then after a second, Nathaniel’s balls drew up tight to his body and
emptied their load directly down Isaac’s throat. His back entrance gripped
Isaac’s fingers tightly, and he waited until the other man had finished
ejaculating before gently removing them. Pulling off Nathaniel’s cock with a pop, Isaac stood up on shaky legs and
headed for the sink to wash his hands.
When he
returned to where he’d left Nathaniel, the other man hadn’t moved from his
position on the sofa. He still sat there, his cock softening and a silly grin
on his face. “Hey,” he said huskily, seeming to struggle, as though he hadn’t
quite regained the ability to speak.
“Hey,”
Isaac said, plopping down next to him. “That better?”
“Ooh, yes.
But I can make it better still.”
“You can?”
Isaac suspected he knew what was coming next, but it was more fun to pretend he
didn’t.
“Yep. Come
here.” Nathaniel snaked out a hand and gripped the back of Isaac’s neck,
pulling him in for a heat-filled, passionate kiss. Their need for each other
made them clumsy. Their teeth clashed together, but neither man cared. They
continued to kiss hungrily, their tongues dueling for dominance, fighting then
dancing together in an erotic movement that had them both gasping for air
within seconds. Moving away to drag in precious lungfuls, they gazed at each
other before diving back into their kiss.
Isaac
cupped Nathaniel’s stubble-covered cheeks and pulled him in harder still, until
their lips were pressed so bruisingly together they’d be showing signs for a
long time afterward. God, he wanted him. Needed
him. At this stage being sucked off and exploding down Nathaniel’s throat
would do, but what he really wanted was to be buried deep inside his arse,
fucking him until they both screamed their climaxes.
Kissing
the other man until his jaw ached, Isaac pulled away and ran a hand through his
hair, enjoying the hungry look on Nathaniel’s face, not to mention the glimpse
of his cock, which was hard again despite his recent orgasm.
“Fuck,
Nath, I want you.”
Nathaniel
grinned, his green eyes glinting and his dimples deepening, threatening to send
Isaac into a meltdown. “How do you want me, gorgeous?”
“On your
back on the bed. I want to see your face as I fuck you.”
“Fair
enough. Race you.” He quickly kicked his trousers and boxers off from around
his ankles and scurried, bare-arsed but still wearing his fleece and T-shirt,
into the bedroom. Smiling, Isaac jogged after him.
Closing
the door, Isaac hurriedly removed all his clothes, leaving them in a pile at
his feet before crossing over to the bedside table and grabbing a packet of
lube. He crawled across the mattress to where Nathaniel now lay in the middle,
his legs spread, ready.
“Hurry up,
Isaac. I need you.”
Concentrating
hard on not dropping the packet of lube, Isaac tore it open and spread plenty
over his rock-hard shaft, gasping at the sensation of his own touch, then
squeezed the rest out onto his fingers and used it to make Nathaniel’s arsehole
slippery and ready for him. After a couple of pumps that weren’t really
needed—he just wanted to tease his lover that much longer—he settled between
Nathaniel’s thighs, then grabbed his calves and lifted them onto his shoulders.
This gave him easy access to his destination and he gripped the base of his
cock and guided it into position, keeping a firm hold on it as he pushed
against Nathaniel’s hole so the lube didn’t make him slip.
As he’d
already been penetrated, Nathaniel’s arse didn’t offer up much resistance, and
the head of Isaac’s cock was quickly swallowed up, followed by inch after slow
inch of his shaft. He wanted desperately to ram home in one long stroke and
fuck Nathaniel as fast and furiously as he could possibly go, but he forced
himself to hold back. It would undoubtedly feel good—for both of them—but it
also meant it would all be over way too quickly.
Moving his
hands to cup Nathaniel’s arse cheeks, squeezing and kneading the delectable
flesh, Isaac looked at his lover’s face. Their gazes met and held as they made
love, their grins widening, then disappearing as they bit their lips, gasped,
moaned and swore. After a while of long, slow thrusts, Isaac could hold back no
more. He upped the pace, alternating between shallow and deep penetration,
stimulating them both where they needed it most.
*****
Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and
erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over 100
publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several
editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women's Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic
Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and
co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house.
She owns Erotica For All, is book
editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth
of The Brit Babes. Find out more
at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk.
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Tuesday, July 8, 2014
Tuesday Teaser - New Release from Sara Daniel
Please welcome a fellow DP author and writer pal...
Sara Daniel
*******
She's giving away a $25 Amazon Gift card !
My
favorite school assignment ever was
modernizing and retelling a fairy tale (sophomore English – Aced it AND got
extra credit – Thanks Ms. Seckler!), so
when Decadent Publishing put out the
call for a retelling of a Grimm’s Fairy Tale, my hand immediately shot in the
air. I was given The Three Army Surgeons,
an obscure, somewhat gruesome story that was definitely not a romance. (Read it
here.)
At
the beginning of the initial brainstorming, I thought, “You have got to be
kidding me. What I have I gotten myself into?” But then I plunged in. Before
long, I was giggling as I typed because Once Upon a
Marriage
was SO MUCH FUN to write. Yep, favorite assignment ever!
Time is running out for Armina Keer to have the baby she’s always
wanted. Before she can move on with her life, she needs her estranged husband
to sign their divorce papers. When she can’t get him to respond, her meddling
uncles arrange for a trip to his inn. Despite vowing to guard her broken heart,
she has to settle the past before she can have a future.
Ian Keer might not deserve a second chance with his wife, but he’s
not going to give up one either, not with the immediate flaming attraction
still between them. While her uncles’ antics wreak havoc on life at The Inn, he
offers her the ultimate gamble: Spend the night with him, and afterwards he’ll
sign the papers if she still wants to leave.
With everything riding
on one night together, Ian must convince her that their love is strong enough
the second time around, and Armina must decide if love is worth sacrificing her
dreams.
Once Upon a Marriage
Retelling The Three Army Surgeons
By Sara Daniel
Excerpt:
“You hate me,”
Ian whispered, feeling more nauseous than if he’d ingested a prosthetic
eyeball. How could she not hate him when she believed their personal
relationship had meant less to him than an employment issue?
Armina gazed
beyond his left shoulder. “I don’t hate you. I’ve never hated you. When we got
married, I understood you had a strong work ethic combined with an unusual
drive to succeed and a consuming passion for the Inn. I knew I’d come in second
to this place.”
He opened his
mouth, wanting to argue, but couldn’t. If she’d made him choose, he wouldn’t
have picked her.
“I thought I was
okay with it,” she continued. “After all, I loved the Inn, too, and wanted you
to realize your vision for it. Turns out I wasn’t okay. I didn’t realize how
distant second place actually was.” She shrugged her slim shoulders. “Live and
learn, right?”
Not right. He
wanted to take back the lesson and teach her about real love instead. “You
never should have had to settle for second place. With me or with anyone else.
No one has the right to ask that of you.”
“Agreed.” Her
voice came out stronger, her shoulders squared, and she looked him directly in
the eye. “Now you understand why I want a divorce.”
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Tuesday, June 3, 2014
Tuesday Teaser - Rent Me by Brina Brady
Grab your party hats and a glass of bubbly. It's time to celebrate! My good friend, Brina Brady has her first release. I guess we can say she's popped her publishing cherry. LOL She's a talented writer and her new book is receiving 5 star reviews. Sit back and prepare for a teaser!
Warning:
This is a Gay adult consensual story focused on themes of corporal discipline punishment and explicit sex with some elements of BDSM between adult men over the age of eighteen.
Rent Boy Brennen wants
to belong to his lover Dmitri Dubrovsky. The Russian mobster controls every
inch of his life in and out of bed. Brennen works for Dmitri’s escort service.
His only desire is to please his lover. When Dmitri marries Nika, his lover moves
him out of their home to an apartment in Beverly Hills and tells him nothing
has changed. What is Brennen going to do now?
Excerpt:
Dmitri
pounded his fists on the table and said, “Now, you are being disrespectful to
me.”
“Well,
you are siding with all our enemies.”
“What
the hell are you talking about? You are under my protection and in exchange, I
asked you to respect me. And if you disrespect me, I am in charge of the
consequences. You agreed to this. Do you remember our written agreement?”
“Yes,
I remember. Sorry if I was disrespectful, but I feel you don’t treat me like an
adult.”
“Sorry
is not good enough this time. For your punishment, you have three choices. Your
first choice is to quit being an escort. Your second choice is for me to take
you back to Adrik. Your third choice is to give your consent to be whipped with
my belt and it won’t be play discipline.”
“I
can’t believe you want to bring me back to Adrik.” Brennen shook his head. “I’m
not quitting my job. Especially now since you are married. And you are not
going to punish me with a belt. You're my boyfriend.”
Dmitri
got up from the table, picked up the red apple timer on the stovetop, and set
it down in front of Brennen. When he had gotten into trouble, Dmitri and Mischa
used the timer for time-outs. The timer was their way of giving him some quiet
space to think about what he had done wrong.
“Why
a belt? Brennen looked up at Dmitri.
“Did
you think I would discipline you with our play paddle?”
“But
Adrik used to hit me with a belt.” He was annoyed at his own whining voice.
“It’s
punishment. Quit your damn escort job, then.”
“I
can’t believe you are doing this to me,” Brennen said.
“You
have twenty minutes to decide which punishment you want. You only have three
choices, but if you don’t accept any of the choices, then you are choosing to
walk away from me as your lover.”
“You
don’t mean this, do you?” Brennen asked.
“Have
you ever known me to lie to you?”
“No.”
“I
will always take care of you, but you will no longer be my lover if you don’t
choose one of the three punishments. Our relationship is based on me being the
top man who makes the rules and you are the bottom man who follows the rules.
You knew this when we became lovers.”
Dmitri
set the apple timer. “You have twenty minutes to decide.” He left him alone in
the kitchen with the red ticking frying pan clock.
Why
was he doing this?
Brennen
knew Dmitri could force him back to Adrik. But even if he made him go there, he
would probably be able to run away. He did not want to take any chances. No,
that was not an option, and Dmitri knew that.
Dmitri
playing God again.
This
was all about Dmitri forcing him to quit the escort job at the agency. Brennen
was not going to quit his job. He loved it, and it made him feel good about
himself. But to walk away from Dmitri as his lover was not what he wanted
either. The only thing left was to give consent to be punished with the belt.
How hard would he hit him? The timer continued to tick along with the clock on
the wall. His nerves went to hell.
Dmitri
entered the kitchen as the timer buzzed. Brennen covered his ears and slapped
it. He picked the apple timer up and returned it to its proper place.
“What
have you decided?” Dmitri asked.
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Tell us a bit about yourself, Brina.
I
am from Huntington Beach, Ca. I taught various subjects at a Continuation High
School in Los Angeles, California for 27 years. I obtained a Bachelor’s of Arts
Degree in history, Secondary Social Science Credential and a Master’s Degree in
Secondary Reading and Secondary Education from California State University,
Long Beach. I also enrolled in some creative writing classes at UCLA. I am
currently taking classes from Romance Writers of America. I belong to the Rainbow
Romance Writers.
I
would love to hear from my readers, so please drop me a line.
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Tuesday, May 6, 2014
Tuesday Teaser - Perfect Ride (Ridden Hard #1)
Sqeeeeee!!!!!!!!!
When my friends Eva and Shiloh got together
and the result was a hot m/m contemporary romance,
I knew I HAD to have it.
I guarantee you won't be able to put this novella down.
Likable guys with real emotions.
Professional bull rider Garrett Anderson lives for the next town, the next trophy and his next ride. When he rolls into Sheridan, Wyoming, the last thing he expected was to meet a cowboy like Cole—a man who corrals his heart and leaves him aching for the kind of love he’s been missing.
A bull tender on the PBR circuit Cole Richards secretly longs for a lover but wasn't prepared for Garrett’s passion or the longing their one brief tryst kindles. After he is shot and recovering in his hospital bed, Cole can only watch Garrett’s disastrous ride afraid it could be his last. Heartbroken when the battered and bruised bull rider leaves town, Cole knows better than to hope to see him again.
Attacked again and knee-deep in trouble, Cole wants only Garrett at his side. But can his bull rider trade fame and fortune for a lifetime with his one perfect ride?
********
Excerpt:
“There he is.” Cole put a foot up on the lower slat of the fence and rested his arms on the upper. “Take a good look at him while he’s standing still. You won’t see him like this in the ring.”
He eyed the bull with respect. He stood out from the rest of the top ten. Spitfire was big, over sixteen hundred pounds of pure, cream-colored power, topped with foot-and-a-half long horns. The way Spitfire eyed him and began to dig at the ground like he wanted to test the limits of the temporary fence sent a shiver up his spine. He’d have to be careful with this one. He gave Cole a sidelong look and studied the man as he watched his bull.
He liked the sandy-blond stubble dusting the man’s chin and cheek. Liked the way his lips were wide and meaty and showed a bit of wear at the edges, betraying either late-night trysts or the tendency to chew on them as he worried. Garrett voted for the latter. Oh, he could picture Cole bent over taking it from another man easily enough, but the thought made him instantly jealous, so he squelched the notion. With nowhere to set his still full plate, he perched it on the top of a post.
“You keep a pretty close watch on him?” Cole nodded. “He’s a rebellious one. An escape artist, too. A little too smart for his britches. Someday he’ll end up in the slaughterhouse if he’s not careful.”
Garrett laughed and slapped the dust off his thigh, the motion garnering Cole’s attention. The heat of Cole’s gaze flushed him warm all over. He couldn't help but engage in a little appreciation of his own. His tongue wetted his lips as he took in the round curve of Cole’s ass, his narrow hips, up his wide, work-chiseled chest, and finally his face. The man’s gaze blazed hotter as Garrett brushed his hand closer to his groin.
“That’d be a waste if you ask me.”
Cole swallowed and snapped his attention back up, his eyes shining. “Yes, it would be. A real shame.”
*********
Perfect Ride is published by Decadent Publishing, and is available from Amazon UK, Amazon US, All Romance eBooks and all other good eBook retailers.
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