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Grey's Lady She wanted just one naughty carriage ride... Beth McConnell has a secret. Sometimes in the afternoons, she escapes the
drudgery of her family's shop and seduces wealthy gentlemen. One encounter is
all Beth allows. She must leave them burning. When she boldly seduces Grey Sexton, a powerful shipping magnate, Beth finds
his ice-over-fire combination of ironclad self-control and sensual indulgence
too tempting to resist. Surely, one or two more clandestine trysts wouldn't
hurt? But Grey Sexton demands more. His possessive determination to own her, body
and soul, threatens to expose her erotic life. To give into his demands means
losing her good name and her place in her brother's home...everything she holds
dear. She must turn away, for she knows that a poor girl can never afford to
trust her heart to a gentleman. Reader Advisory: Grey's Lady is an erotic / hot historical romance. It
contains scenes of frequent, explicit sex and graphic sexual language. It
contains a non-traditional romance plot and an unconventional heroine. White Lace and Promises New York Merchant Prince Grey Sexton loves the audacious, spirited young
temptress who seduced him in a Philadelphia bookseller’s and made passionate
love to him in his carriage. Her fiery nature broke through his cold
self-protection. Beth McConnell loves her husband-to-be very much, yet she wonders if she
will ever be able to present herself as the respectable lady he needs for his
wife. What started out as a secret, tumultuous affair has blossomed into something
neither of them can live without. But under the strains created by the
differences in their social rank, they begin to have serious doubts about the
future. And dark secrets from their past threaten to tear them apart. Can their love prevail?
Reader Advisory: Erotic Romance, graphic sexual content, frank sexual slang. Alex’s Angel In the wake of a devastating epidemic, sheltered Emily Eliot finds herself
alone, making her own decisions for the first time. When desperation leads her
to sell her virtue, she walks straight into trouble. Enter one gorgeous, golden haired gentleman bent on protecting her. Alexander Dalton came to the Blue Duck Tavern seeking to lose himself in
sexual pleasure. But when he saw the delicate and vulnerable young woman, he
couldn't turn away. Emily is alarmed by her own intense responses as this charismatic and carnal
man introduces her to erotic pleasure. Having lived as a virtual prisoner of
her grandmother's suffocating manipulation, Emily bridles under Alex's
possessive, protectiveness. And Alex's charming smile hides a dark secret that
could destroy their chance at happiness. Reader Advisory: Erotic romance, graphic sexual content, frank sexual slang,
sensual spanking.
Emily’s Seduction Book Four in the Wild, Wicked and Wanton Series Love is the most seductive sacrifice of all. Before he can share his
deepest, darkest secrets with her, he has to show her what seduction truly
means. For the first time in a long time, Alex is genuinely happy. He's found a
woman he can love. Now he wants only to enjoy his life. But the past won't let
him go. His dark secrets threaten to engulf him. Yet how can he tell his
innocent fiancée about the horrific things he's experienced? Emily finds herself locked in a battle with the darkness that appears to
hold Alex captive. As he reveals more of his inner torment, as he seduces her
into carnal decadence, she wonders who is this man she's so desperately in love
with. Can their love survive this intense journey of erotic exploration, shocking
revelations and unsettling discoveries? *** Reader Advisory *** Emily's Seduction is an Erotic / Hot Historical Romance and contains
frequent scenes of explicit sex and uses graphic language. Emily's Seduction
also features sensual spanking, toys, voyeurism and one scene of ménage MfM.
The characters discuss backstory issues of abuse, slavery and violence.
Natasha Blackthorne writes hot & sensual Erotic Historical Romance where
deeply flawed characters find love & trust. Her stories are most frequently
about the intimate journey of the characters as they learn to open their hearts
to love. Natasha’s heroines are not perfect ladies. They are wildflowers and
wallflowers who flirt with the forbidden. Whether they are bold or shy, these
heroines’ strong desires and deep emotions drive the plot and drive their
heroes to the point of no return. Natasha’s heroes are strong and dominant and
live their lives with strength and purpose. They support their women in
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Sable Hunteris the Romance author of several series including the popular Hell Yeah! series set in Texas and Louisiana. From Texas ranches to song writers to bomb diffusers, her stories bring love and action together.
Blurb for You Are Always on My Mind (Hell Yeah! Cajun Style)
We all like to think we have a soulmate. Unfortunately for some of us, we miss them, passing unseen like two ships in the night. Revel and Harper were among the lucky ones, they knew without a shadow of a doubt that they were meant for one another. In a perfect world, they would’ve enjoyed a ‘happily ever after’. But this isn’t a perfect world.
Harper is haunted by her past, a past so tragic and so unthinkable that she can’t even imagine confessing it to Revel. And she knows from past experience, that when he learns the shameful truth about her – nothing will be the same. So to protect him, she walks away.
Harper underestimated Revel’s love for her. From the moment she disappeared, he set out to bring her home. Their journey to love is one fraught with ghosts from the past, both real and imagined, and a demon from their present who is intent on making sure she has no future. But those ghosts and demons have never met a hero like Revel Lee. He is determined to give Harper exactly what she needs…until Harper realizes that all she needs is him.
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Natalie Alderis the Contemporary Romance author of The Tapestry series and other titles. We first learned of this series when JP was nominated last year and we immediately put him on our TBR list!
The key to a successful horse farm is the trainer. At Bridgeton Pass, J. P. Ryan is that key. William Becker is determined to protect his farm and keep Ryan on the job.
That goal is threatened by two things – a sinister act by another employee and the fact that his only daughter has fallen head-over-heels in love with J. P.
Becker can’t allow either of those things to threaten his legacy.
Audra grew up around the handsome trainer and fell in love with him at a distance, enchanted by his kindness and honesty. When they began stealing private but innocent moments, she found that she didn’t want to live without him. Audra is heartbroken when she has to choose between honoring her father and pursuing love.
J.P. wants Audra by his side, but he finds himself with a hard decision. He is forced to choose between his career and the love of his life. Between the problem caused by the troublemaking barn hand and the frustration caused by his desire for Audra, J.P.’s job has become a ‘crewel’ work.
The story of the Becker family is woven as an intricate Tapestry. It is beautiful as a whole, but like any tapestry, you have to turn it over and look at the back side to see how the threads of love and family relationships are woven together into one intricate whole.
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Natasha Blackthorne is the Erotic Historical Romance author of numerous titles including 3 series: Regency Risks, Intimate Secrets, and Carte Blanche. Her Alpha heroes are paired with independent strong women, creating passionate scenes.
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Blurb for The Delicate Matter of Lady Blayne
Catriona, Lady Blayne is recovering from a most delicate situation. Driven to the brink of madness by love for her late husband, a young man too ill to meet the demands of the marriage bed, she teeters on the brink of scandal. Now she must face the carnal temptation personified by her husband’s cousin and heir, James, the new Lord Blayne. His sensual appeal, contrasted with his iron will and stern self-mastery fascinates her. She can’t help but ask: what if sensual indulgence is the only way out of her darkness? However, she is not free to explore the idea. There are those who seek to control the young widow, keeping her imprisoned through emotional manipulation and physical coercion. With her growing restlessness, the very people she loves and trusts the most are becoming an increasing danger to her sanity and safety.
James is determined to protect Catriona—but he will not soften to her again. She rejected him once and James can’t risk losing his heart a second time. As heir to the Blayne baronetcy, he must marry a woman socially and politically appropriate. Such a scandalously self-indulgent lady as Catriona won’t do. Yet the pretty girl he once knew has grown into a beautiful, curvaceous woman that is every man’s dream.
Especially his.
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Cecile Tellier is a Fantasy Romance author of The Binding series, set in the Faerie Realm with magic, adventure and love.
Raerdel Sullivan had no family, no friends, and no one to miss her when a Queen of the light fae decided to kidnap her. Waking up in the faerie realm, she was soon thrust into a world that was not familiar. Meeting Lord Sindri and learning of the Queen's intention that she be his new wife were also a culture shock.
Sindri had never contemplated anything more than a marriage of convenience and found himself enamored with the stubborn mortal girl. Raerdel agrees reluctantly to be courted by Sindri for a full moon cycle, however it would soon be discovered that Sindri and the light Queen were not the only faeries interested in Raerdel. It will take all Sindri can do to save Raerdel from those who would invade her very dreams and force her to a worse fate than she could conceive of.
Love sparks reluctantly for Raerdel, however Sindri is soon targeted by those whom they have thwarted and it is Raerdel's intention to save them both and have a chance at the love neither had ever felt before. Can they escape the shadows that follow them and make their dreams come true? ** A Siren Erotic Romance
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Victoria Saccenti's debut Historical Romance Destiny's Plan releases in September, but is available for .99 pre-order. Set against the backdrop of the Vietnam War, the novel explores young naïve love as a foil to a mature love.
When Raquelita Muro and Matthew Buchanan meet by chance on a Greyhound bus between Texas and Tallahassee, neither suspects Fate is about to take over.
Raquelita, a gentle girl under the heel of her abusive mother, finds this kind young man a miracle. Matthew, an idealistic young soldier, discovers this sweet-natured girl is an angel in need of a guardian. However, the next stop on Matthew’s journey is Fort Benning to report for deployment to Vietnam, while Raquelita’s destination is set at her mother’s whim. Regardless of the forces tearing them apart, they discover a way to secretly span the distance, to end up closer than ever. But Fate is rarely kind. The vagaries of war—and the unstable tempers of Raquelita’s mother—intervene, leaving both ill-fated lovers feeling there is no hope for their love.
Set in the turbulent era of the Vietnam War, Raquelita’s and Matthew’s story is one of love, loss, lost faith, shattered memoires, deferred dreams and broken promises. Will Fate tear apart these two damaged souls, leaving them desperately alone forever, or will they finally overcome Fate, their bond stronger than they ever thought possible?
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Blurb Catriona, Lady Blayne is recovering from a most delicate situation. Driven to the brink of madness by love for her late husband, a young man too ill to meet the demands of the marriage bed, she teeters on the brink of scandal. Now she must face the carnal temptation personified by her husband’s cousin and heir, James, the new Lord Blayne.
His sensual appeal, contrasted with his iron will and stern self-mastery fascinates her. She can’t help but ask: what if sensual indulgence is the only way out of her darkness? However, she is not free to explore the idea. There are those who seek to control the young widow, keeping her imprisoned through emotional manipulation and physical coercion. With her growing restlessness, the very people she loves and trusts the most are becoming an increasing danger to her sanity and safety.
James is determined to protect Catriona—but he will not soften to her again. She rejected him once and James can’t risk losing his heart a second time. As heir to the Blayne baronetcy, he must marry a woman socially and politically appropriate. Such a scandalously self-indulgent lady as Catriona won’t do. Yet the pretty girl he once knew has grown into a beautiful, curvaceous woman that is every man’s dream.
Especially his. Reader Advisory: Contains graphic sexual description, consensual light BDSM elements, frank sexual language and period appropriate sexual slang, some brief discussion between the hero and heroine about abuse which took place in the backstory. For adults 18+ only.
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He is her most dangerous temptation and now
he is demanding her submission. Dare she take the risk?
Emotionally scarred in the horrific
accident that took her husband's life, Lady Cranfield is imprisoned by her
lingering terror of horses and carriages. She longed to be closer to the
fascinating Earl of Ruel. She sensed intuitively that he could teach her how to
overcome the terrors that held her in bondage.
And now she's willing to risk almost
anything-her reputation, even her virtue-to find out. But what he proposes
startles her.
When the shy, studious and socially awkward
young widow approached him, Ruel instantly sensed she would be the sweetest,
most submissive experience of a lifetime-if only he can gain her total and
complete trust. He makes her a non-negotiable offer. His help in return for her
submission and obedience.
But Lady Cranfield grew up neglected by her
ducal parents, raised by servants and then later ignored by her handsome,
charming husband. She's learnt to protect her heart at all costs and she trusts
no one but herself.
How can the jaded Earl of Ruel break
through her self-protective defences and show her how to love when he has spent
his lifetime avoiding that tender trap?
“Why did you run away?” His deep voice
settled in her belly, rich and warm, like crème brûlée on a cold winter’s
night.
“Because I wanted you to follow.” She tried
to sound sophisticated and seductive, but her voice choked off on the last
word.
Ruel
placed his hand on the shelf above her head and blocked her path to the door.
His tall, solidly muscled body leaned over her, surrounding her with the
sumptuous, sinful scents of tobacco, Scotch whisky and something masculine and
undeniably dangerous. A slow, sensual smile stretched his hard mouth.
He
appeared different. Softer. More approachable.
At
the change, her insides seemed to flip over.
“Well, sweeting, getting us off alone was a
very inspired idea.” He touched one of her fallen ringlets. “I am bored to
distraction with endless talk of hunting and fencing.”
As he slowly wrapped the curl around two
fingers, he brushed her collarbone. Fiery sparks tingled down her spine, so
intense that she shivered. By some instinct she hadn’t even known she
possessed, she arched her back, presenting herself for his assessment.
His
eyes shone so vividly blue against his bronzed face that they resembled
cornflowers. She swallowed tightly and wished for a long drink of claret. This
more personal side of him suddenly seemed far more hazardous than his usually
fierce exterior.
Well, no matter. There was nothing to fear.
She would allow only as much contact as need be to get to know him a little.
Since being torn from her lonely yet secure life in Ireland and thrust into
Society at age sixteen, she’d spent her time allowing people only as near as
was comfortable. She was an expert at emotional evasion.
It
should be easy to regain her control.
But
now, as rays of the late-afternoon sun played over his pale hair, turning it
the colour of winter wheat, all her carefully rehearsed words flew from her
mind.
Say
something—anything—else he will think you’re a bird-wit.
An
intimate smile, one that invited her to play, tugged at his mouth.
“In a situation like this, alone with a
gentleman, it’s perfectly normal for a lady to feel some apprehension.” His
hushed voice, barely audible above the piano and boisterous singing from down
the corridor, accentuated their isolation. His gaze became so piercing that she
had to lower her eyes.
He
brushed his fingertips over her cheek. “She will invariably ask herself if he
will try to kiss her.”
She jerked her eyes back to his face. God,
he couldn’t mean to—not yet, surely… Peculiar, heated chills swept over her.
She tried to take a step back, but found her arse flush against the bookshelf.
He
leaned closer; so close that his Scotch-scented breath tickled her face. “And
just in case you are wondering, Lady Cranfield—the answer is most assuredly
yes.”
She should demand that he put his arm down
so she could pass by and leave. She really should. But she couldn’t stop
looking at his hard mouth and wondering what it would feel like upon hers. He
was so close to her that his breath blew on her lips. If she moved but a
fraction, she’d be kissing him.
Kissing him.
Dear
God. Her breaths began to come very fast and short. Her throat went tight with
a suppressed moan.
His
eyes burnt as brightly as aquamarines. He looked so fierce. If he kissed her,
if he dared… Oh God, it would be so harsh. That cruel-looking mouth could
express itself no other way.
Excitement rushed through her, sending tingles
to every point of her body, even her toes.
But
no, he wouldn’t. Not yet.
He
kept leaning closer. He didn’t close his eyes. Instead, he seemed to focus all
the harder upon her.
Her
heart pounding, unable to move away, she braced herself for his assault.
His
lips brushed hers, barely. A gossamer caress.
He
lifted his head.
It
was done.
Ended.
And
it hadn’t even begun.
He
held her chin, appearing so cool, so unaffected. His kiss had seemed to sear
her. An urge to put her fingers to her lips arose in her. She resisted it, for
it would give away too much of how she was affected.
Never show your feelings.
He
traced his thumb along her lower lip, slowly, deliberately, as he studied her
with eyes that now glittered with something powerful and predatory. Heat pooled
in her belly..
She
went weak all over, as if she’d lain in a sunny window seat for too long. Her
knees almost buckled. She forced them to lock. To be strong.
It
should not have affected her so profoundly. It had been just a peck—not a true
kiss at all. William had poured out all of his skill upon her and hadn’t
garnered even a tenth of the reaction in her that this man’s peck had.
Ruel
traced her jaw line with his fingertips. Unthinkingly, she leaned in to his
touch.
“Of course, once he has kissed her, then
it’s his turn to wonder…” His voice sounded unnaturally loud in her ears. “How
will she respond? Will she withdraw, or can he ignite some hidden fire?”
She sensed that he was toying with her. She
didn’t understand flirtation—why had she imagined she could carry off this
ruse? Was he making advances in order to have a laugh with Francesca and her
simpering friends later? Hurt blossomed in her chest. She resented him for
that. She ought to feel indignant, superior, uncaring—anything but hurt.
“Please don’t make sport of me.”
She cringed. Was that quavering, pleading
voice really hers?
An
infinitesimal pause. “Now, why on earth would I do such a thing?” His voice was
as smooth as velvet.
“To please your vanity,” she replied,
trying to regain her wits.
“Here.” He placed her hand to his chest.
The contours of his muscles were hard, powerfully developed. Even more so than
she’d expected. His body heat radiated through the satin and, beneath her hand,
his heart’s beat was rapid and strong.
“Is that vanity?” He put a finger under her
chin, giving her no choice but to face him. “Is it?” He gentled his grip.
The
warmth in his voice settled over her like luscious hot chocolate. Melting her
insides to quivering burgoo, rendering her speechless, unable to move.
“My dear, lovely Lady Cranfield, I am going
kiss you again.”
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They reached their destination, and his escort opened the door to the
suite. When he stepped inside, his heart jumped into his throat when he came
face to face with Tasha. She’d been
taken just as off guard as he’d been and her lovely astonished face reflected a
very unwelcomed surprise. Before he could think, he heard himself raising his
voice and roaring at her.
“What the fuck are you doing here?” This woman made him irrational. He
completely lost his composure and stalked to where she stood, grabbed her arms,
and shook her. “I asked you a fucking question! Answer me!”
Watching her transform, he felt her angry heat but, being past
rational thought, was not prepared for her response when she jerked herself
free. He felt the sting of her hand connecting with his cheek before he
realized she’d moved. The force behind the slap startled him.
“What the fuck are you doing
here? And how in hell did you get into this room?” she asked in a controlled,
demanding growl.
“I’m meeting someone here and planning on telling them to fuck off.
For you. But I can’t see telling a
woman who actually wants me to fuck off for one who doesn’t,” he countered.
Instantly, her expression changed and she didn’t seem so controlled
anymore.
“Let me see it.” She held out her hand.
“See what?”
“Don’t play games with me. You’re not that fucking good at it. If you
really belong here, hand it to me.” She shook her outstretched hand.
He suddenly understood what she meant. He took out the broken half of
a mitzvah he’d sent the woman he’d be
meeting. On Monday, he’d had it made, broken, and sent half to the service to
give to his date as a token of his sincerity. The small plate was meant to be a
signal to her signifying she’d been his intended and a romantic gesture to
demonstrate his commitment. After his tryst with Tasha on Tuesday, he’d
forgotten all about it. He watched in astonishment when she dug into her jacket
pocket and took out a small silver plate engraved in Hebrew with a verse from
Song of Solomon. I am my beloved’s, and
my beloved is mine.
When she pieced the two halves together, her hands shook, and he
couldn’t help but shiver, too. He reeled at the implications of this meeting.
How could this happen? Of all the women in the world who would respond to the
demands of his one-night stand, how the hell did he draw her? He didn’t care anymore. Nothing in the cosmos could separate
them. There were things she had to agree to in order to meet him here.
Understanding her the way he did, he found it hard to believe she’d do some of
the things he’d necessitated easily.
“There are stipulations in our arrangement which aren’t negotiable.
Are you prepared to accept them? All of
them?” he asked.
Tasha closed her hand around the delicate silver plates and slipped
them into her jacket pocket then met his gaze. She stepped closer to him. He
had to stop himself from taking a step away from her when her eyes narrowed.
He’d seen her dangerous expression just before she went in for the kill on a
deal. How many times had her tigress expression turn him on? She grabbed his
throat and clamped down. The firm grip took him by surprise. To his
astonishment, a tremor of excitement ran through him when she clenched harder.
Maliciousness crept over her and her lips thinned, sending a tingle down his
spine.
“You forget who you’re talking to. I’m
the one you send out to do the dirty work for your company, remember? Everything is negotiable, and you’ll
learn what I will or will not accept.
If you don’t, be prepared to suffer the consequences…pet.”
Andrew is giving away 2 ecopies of Flirting with Heaven
Blurb: “We are flirting with Heaven, on the brink of paradise. I intend to put an end to our hell.” When Dr. Zane Foster shares those words, he is holding all four of the men he loves in his arms. Adam, Rock Hard’s front man, has spent the last two weeks in Zane’s bedroom, recovering from his breakdown at the press conference. He has put the doctor in temporary control of his family. All of them have been calling Zane daddy for weeks. When Adam decides he wants Zane to make decisions for the band on a permanent basis, the front man struggles with pride. Adam feels his inability to create harmony is the reason Deuce, L.T., and Jamie are pulling away. Jamie is intersex, and discovers he is pregnant. Will the unusual revelation of how the pregnancy occurred, and the discovery of the other biological father, bring Rock Hard closer together, or threaten to divide them permanently? Note: This book contains double anal penetration. A Siren Erotic Romance
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Zane handed one of the jewelry boxes to Adam. When the front man opened the lid, his eyes glassed with tears. “Just what I asked for,” Adam said. “Then, you do want our arrangement to be a more permanent one?” “Are you asking me if I want you to be our daddy always?” “I only agreed for a little while, you know.” “Not if that’s what I want,” Adam countered, “because, Zane, it is.” Zane’s hand was now smoothing the dirty blond, shoulder-length hair away from Adam’s face. When the front man closed his eyes, leaning into Zane’s touch, the doctor caressed his partner’s cheek with the back of his hand. “Are you sure, Adam? That is an important step for all of us. Up until now, you have been in complete control.” “Really?” Adam asked sarcastically. “Do you believe that, Zane? I don’t. I haven’t been in control in a long time.” Now, Adam stood and walked to the window. Zane followed, putting his arms around his partner’s waist. “I’m so jealous,” Adam said. “Of what?” Zane asked, kissing the top of Adam’s hair. “Of you.” Adam turned to face him. More tears were forming in his partner’s eyes. When they spilled onto his cheeks, the doctor used his fingertips to wipe them away. “I’ve never completely dealt with my jealousy toward you,” Adam spoke again. “Adam, I am only in control right now because it is what you wanted. I do not want the responsibility if you are not comfortable with the dynamic. My dominance with you is not about me wanting to take control. What we share is about you giving me the opportunity to be what you need.” “Then, I need you to be in control, but it doesn’t mean I don’t regret not having strength of my own. I want my partners to look at me like they do you. I want you to look at me like that. I—” “Then maybe we still need to explore this before we go any further,” Zane interrupted. “Further, as in?” “Further as in, our new beginning. Adam, your partners love you. They do look at you like you desire, but are you able to open your heart to accept it?” “I can’t stay in your bedroom alone anymore, can I?” The look of hurt on Adam’s face broke Zane’s heart. He took his lover into his arms, holding him close. “I am afraid not, sweetheart.” “Deuce and I reconciled today, like you asked.” “Like I asked? Adam, I would not suggest you let David hear that. I want you two to reconcile because it is what both of you desire. He loves you very much, and is trying hard to recover. David does not need a partner who cannot make up his mind whether he forgives him or not. That may sound blunt, but it is truth. All of us make mistakes, even you, Adam Foster.” Adam’s expression prompted Zane’s next comment. “No, I have not forgotten my desire for the four of you to take my name.” “That’s contradictory to everything we’ve discussed.” “Maybe,” Zane countered. “I asked you to come to my room tonight to discuss the design of the rings.” “We’ve discussed them.” “All I asked, Adam, was for you to be sure. Because once I give each of you those rings tonight, there will not be any going back and forth. I am a kind and gentle man, but I am also one who does not play games. I want nothing more than to be a daddy to the four of you, but something as meaningful and symbolic as exchanging rings should be on a more permanent level. The design of the ring itself suggests the intended dynamic.” “I want to move forward.” “All right, Adam.” “Can I ask what you have in mind?” Zane said nothing in reply. Instead, he cupped both of Adam’s cheeks between his hands. He lowered his lips to capture the front man’s mouth in an intimate kiss. Adam moaned, sinking into his arms. Zane pulled Adam’s body close against his own. “Always fit so perfectly,” Zane said between kisses. “Like I’m melting into the curves and crevices of your body,” Adam replied. “No lovemaking, Adam,” Zane spoke, “at least not tonight. I have promised Lemmuel my company.” When Adam pulled back, searching Zane’s face, the doctor rubbed his thumb across his lover’s swollen lips. “I have asked Lemmuel to marry me.” Zane closely watched Adam’s expression, as his partner pulled away from his grasp. Adam had turned once more to face the window. “I want to marry all of you legally,” Adam said. “The law thinks otherwise. L.T. always desired that with me, and I couldn’t give it to him. Now, another man can. What does Jamie think about all this? I hope you asked him first.” “James wants me to marry Lemmuel. I’ve asked them both to move into my bedroom.” “I see,” Adam replied. “Adam, part of my discussion tonight is we need to stop living in the past.” “What exactly does my future hold, Zane?” “Not bitterness, for one thing.” “Then what?” “What I’ve seen slowly happening between the five of us for the last two weeks. What I want more than anything else. I see it in your eyes now, sweetheart.” “I have regrets.” “All of us do. Please, don’t let your pride and bitterness get in the way of your family’s happiness. “The fax machine is printing,” Adam said. Zane turned his attention to the corner office in his room. He walked to the machine and retrieved the documents. “Let us go find the rest of our partners,” Zane replied. “We can discuss the results tonight as well.”
Adult:
Adam smiled when Jamie’s eyes made contact with Zane’s stare. The doctor was lying next to Jamie on the bed. Zane had secured their young partner’s hands over his head. From where Adam knelt, he had a view of their fingers stretching Jamie’s anal opening. Zane’s face was near Jamie’s ear. Even though Adam couldn’t hear the private words the doctorshared, he knew they were erotic. With his other hand, Adam reached down and caressed the back of L.T.’s head, as his drummer continued to suck Jamie’s dick. “Kiss me, baby,” Deuce said. Adam’s face was turned so their lips met. Deuce’s touch was passionate. Adam moaned when his lover parted his mouth with his tongue. “Holy shit, Deuce,” Adam spoke between the lingual caresses. Adam’s body was on fire. His cock was harder than it had been since before Deuce’s alcohol addiction. From their lovemaking the previous night, something had changed between them. Deuce was making those silent promises a reality. There was sincerity in Deuce’s touch. “Are you ready, James?” Zane asked. Jamie’s eyes met Adam’s face. “Do not look at Adam,” Zane continued talking. “I want you to stare at me, in my eyes, and tell me you want David and Adam to penetrate your tight ass. Tell me, James.” “I want Deuce and Adam to penetrate me, Daddy,” Jamie replied. “Good boy. If it becomes too intense, or painful they will stop. I am in control. Do you trust me?” Jamie nodded, while he continued to meet the doctor’s stare. “Adam,” Zane said, “slide your dick inside.” “Baby, you heard the doctor,” Deuce spoke. Adam spread Jamie’s thighs as far as they would go. He bent his lover’s legs against his chest. L.T. stopped sucking Jamie’s cock, joining Zane in caressing their young partner’s upper body. Adam lined his cockhead against Jamie’s entry. He pressed forward. His dick slipped passed the rim with a tight pop. “Adam!” Jamie moaned. “So tight, little bitch,” Adam replied. “James, once I am sure you are all right, Lemmuel and I are going to put both of our dicks inside your mouth. Four men will be penetrating you in every hole.” Adam smiled. All Jamie could do was whimper. He bent forward. His cock continued to press within the tight walls of his lover’s anal cavity. Slowly he bottomed out. Deuce was pumping his fingers, and Adam felt their continual caress against his shaft. “I love you, Jamie,” Adam said, placing his full weight on his partner’s body. Jamie wound his arms around Adam’s neck, but was still making eye contact with Zane. The brush of Zane’s skin against Adam’s body, while the doctor lay next to them on the bed, also caused Adam to groan in pleasure. “David,” Zane said, “be gentle.” Adam was beyond aroused. He had reached a point where nothing else mattered except finding release for him and the four men he loved. Zane was right, their commitment and the intimacy they shared during lovemaking was reaching somewhere Adam never wanted to leave. All of them were together, working toward uniting their hearts into something the front man believed wouldkeep them together in harmony forever, or at least for the moment he carried that hope. “Fuck he’s tight, Adam!” Deuce said. “Holy shit, Deuce!” Adam spoke. “I can feel you stretching him, and rubbing me at the same time!” “Enjoy the sensation,” Zane said, “because when I feel James is ready, Lemmuel and I are going to share it, too.” “It hurts!” Jamie whimpered. “Shh…James. Look into my eyes,” Zane said. “Guys, pull out a little bit. Stop thrusting. Lemmuel, come here and take my place. Look into James’s eyes and tell him youlove him and promise it is going to feel good.” Holy shit! Fuck! Adam’s thoughts were racing. His dick was throbbing, aching to release inside of Jamie’s body. Instead, he tried to focus on L.T.’s tenderness with the bass player. Zane had rolled away from them, reaching into his nightstand, retrieving an empty syringe. He opened the package, filled it with lube, and then tossed it to Deuce. “My version of a lube shooter,” Zane said. “Get this inside of James.” “I love you, candy cane,” L.T. said. “Doll baby, don’t you know all of us here are your tops and care about your pleasure. Now focus, beautiful. Those big beautiful eyes are looking up at me, wanting release.” “Feels better,” Jamie said. “I would image so…all that lube inside you,” L.T. replied. Adam had begun to thrust again, next to Deuce. The two of them had their full weight on Jamie’s chest. Their lover was cuddled against them, as they wrapped their arms around not only each other, but the man who had accepted both of their dicks into his body.
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