The Non-Fiction Book You Should Read & Why with @meganslayer #books #read

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I want to say something smart like I’ve been thinking about this topic for the last week or I have this book that’s been so on my mind that I can’t forget it.

I can’t say that. Why? Because I haven’t been thinking about this for the last week and I’ve read a lot of books lately. Really.

But one that sticks out and is a non-fiction book happens to be If You Ask Me: (And of Course You Won’t) by Betty White. Yep, that Betty White.

Now I know. Some people don’t like to read Hollywood books because they’re boring or they seem slanted. This one does seem slanted, but it’s to the positive. To the happy. She’s just as bubbly in this book as she seems like she’d be in real life. She writes with a lot of underlined words, but I felt her happiness and outright positivity all over the place.

Why is this a book I think everyone should read? Because it’s positive and we all need a little happy right now. She talks about being humble when she won an award and thinking, this can’t be for me. There has to be a mistake. She talks about lightning striking twice through having the greatest casts in The Golden Girls and Hot in Cleveland. Plus, she talks about her husband and how he’s always been the love of her life. She gets stage fright, admits she’s no standup comedienne. It’s just a positive, uplifting (without getting preachy) book.

Here’s the blurb in case you want to check it out:

The New York Times bestseller from the beloved actress and Hollywood icon who’s made us laugh on shows from The Mary Tyler Moore Show to Golden Girls to Saturday Night Live!

In this candid take on everything from the unglamorous reality behind red-carpet affairs to her beauty regimen (“I have no idea what color my hair is, and I never intend to find out”), Betty White shares her observations about life, celebrity, and love (for humans and animals). Filled with photos, If You Ask Me is funny, sweet, and straight to the point—just like Betty.

Sparkling New Year by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #newadult

Sparkling New Year by Megan Slayer

Contemporary, Sweet Romance, New Adult

M/M interaction

From MLR Books

New year, new relationship?

Dating and Aydin Madison haven’t been good friends. He’s shy, bookish and would rather be with his set designs than most people. He knows his way around the theater, but his love life is non-existent. He knows whom he’d like to date–Brandon Kidd, the boy du jour of the art school. He’d love to rub Brandon the right way. It’s too bad Brandon doesn’t seem to know Aydin exists.

When freak circumstances throw these two together, they’ll have to decide if the sizzling connection is the key to their happy new year or just a fluke.

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You & Me Again by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #gaybooks #books @pridepublishing

You and Me Again by Megan Slayer

Must Love Dogs, Book 2

Contemporary

M/M, Anal Sex

From Pride Publishing

Novella

Can love really strike twice?

Colin Dent knows what he wants out of life—his career at the advertising agency and his dog. Love is great, but he needs to know the guys in his life understand his dog is his family. He thought he had the perfect combination when he and Matt were a couple. But Matt didn’t stick around. 

Matt Miller didn’t leave Colin because he wanted to—Colin hadn’t wanted him any longer. When Matt’s sister leaves her dog, Willie, with him for good, Matt not only understands separation anxiety, but how much it hurts to be forgotten. Then he sees Colin at the dog park. The old feelings rush in and he wants to open his heart, but he hasn’t forgotten the past. 

Colin wants a second chance with Matt, but will the time and distance apart be too much to overcome? Or will the love of their dogs be enough to push these two former lovers back together for good?

General Release Date: 21st May 2019

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Excerpt:

©Megan Slayer, 2019, All Rights Reserved

Matt locked up before he climbed behind the wheel of the car again. He loved living in a small town. Everything was close enough that he could either drive or walk to most places. Tonight, though, he was too tired to walk to the park. He gripped the steering wheel. Jesus. He’d reverted to talking to his dog like a best friend. He needed to get out more. Oh, well. At least the dog is loyal.

He drove to the dog park and tried to calm his mind. The men he knew weren’t loyal. Since he’d split from Colin, he hadn’t found a decent guy who wouldn’t cheat. First, Scott had come along with his wandering eyes, then Tom had followed suit. Tom had felt the need to spread himself around. Maybe Matt had been too choosy? Maybe he wasn’t pushy enough? Maybe he’d set himself up for failure? No one understood him the way Colin had. Would anyone else?

Matt parked in the lot. He had to face his ex. Even if Colin wasn’t there, eventually, he’d have to see him again. He might as well brace himself. He clicked Willie’s leash on his collar, then led him over to the fenced-in area. Once inside the park, he let Willie run. His head hurt. He hated being lonely, but he wasn’t ready to open his heart—not again.

Willie darted by with a white puff. Matt recognized the two pink bows in the dog’s fur. “Judy?” Damn it. He’d hoped that by running late, he’d miss Colin.

“Hi, you.” Colin strode up to Matt. “Seems those two have a radar set for each other.”

“Yeah.” He tensed. Seeing Colin brought up too many tough memories and too much hurt. He’d have to resign himself to being around his ex and his heart being broken each time.

“I brought you coffee.” Colin held up a paper cup. “I thought you might like a drink.”

He tossed the ball for Willie, then turned to Colin. “Thanks, I think.” He didn’t take the cup. “Won’t Mason be upset with you? Bringing me coffee…that’s awfully chummy.”

“No.” Colin offered the cup again. “Here. Take it.”

He complied but glanced about. “Where is Mason?”

“Probably at work.” Colin tipped his head. “I don’t care where he is. He’s not my problem.”

“What?” He knew Colin better than he’d thought and this wasn’t Colin. His ex wasn’t a cheater. “Do you and Mason have an open relationship?”

“Wow,” Colin said. “I didn’t expect you to ask that.”

“Why not? If I were your…person…and you brought coffee to your ex while I knew nothing, I’d be hurt. Won’t Mason be upset?” Matt asked.

“I don’t doubt he’ll be mad.” Colin stepped in close to Matt. “He hates your fucking guts.” His eyes flashed. “For real.”

Matt bit back a groan. He’d guessed Mason wasn’t his biggest fan, but to hate his guts? Lovely. Yet, here was Colin, close to him and grinning. No wonder Mason wasn’t thrilled. He didn’t have a rein on Colin. Matt hated himself. The closer Colin got, the more he wanted to kiss him. Now isn’t that fucked up?

Permanent by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #contemporary #bdsm #romance @pridepublishing

Permanent by Megan Slayer

M/M, BDSM, Anal Sex, Toys, Voyeurism

Contemporary Novella

Total-E-Bound

Sometimes love just ain’t enough…

River Cortland trusted the person he loved. His faith couldn’t protect him from the bitter sting of a cold-hearted Domme. If he’s going to learn to trust again, he’s got to deal with his past. His roommate and best friend, Tory, has seen the physical damage and hasn’t walked away. Can he deal with the emotional scars as well?

Tory McClellan wanted the carefree life…until one night with River changed everything. There’s more to the shy art teacher and Tory wants to know everything-how he tastes, the scent of his skin, the feel of his body as they make love. What terror lies behind River’s brown eyes? Better yet, how can Tory make the sadness go away and be in River’s life, permanently?

Reader Advisory: This story contains flashbacks of a rape, anal sex, light bondage and spanking.

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©Megan Slayer, 2014, All Rights Reserved

“Let’s dry you off.” Tory helped River to his feet. He worked the towel over River’s ravaged body then made sure River got into his bed. No one went through so much abuse by playing or just being drunk. Something had to have happened. Something bad. Had he been beaten because he was gay? Did he come on to the wrong person? Had he been raped? God, what had River got into?

River opened his eyes as best he could. Tears slipped down his temples. “Stay with me?”

Tory nodded. “Let me make sure the door is locked and I’ll be right back.” He then checked the locks, turned off the lights and returned to River’s bedroom. He tugged his T-shirt up over his head and shimmied out of his jeans. River wasn’t just his roommate—he was Tory’s best friend. No way could he leave River alone—he’d just stay on top of the blankets. Tory eased onto the bed beside River and wrapped his arms around him.

“Promise me,” River whispered, “you’ll never go to Darkness.”

“Why?” Tory snuggled up close behind River. “What happened?”

“It was bad.” River shifted against Tory, entwining their fingers. “Real bad.”

“I know someone you can talk to, if you don’t want to tell me. She’s a wonderful person and can help you deal with whatever happened.” Tory gave River’s shoulder a squeeze. “I’m here to help you. Always here for you.”

What I’m Watching Saturdays with @meganslayer ~ Jazz, a film by Ken Burns #movies #jazz

I’ve watched this movie, mini-series, or however you call it, more than a dozen times. I love to listen to the music and learn the stories behind the situations. The interviews are interesting and the music is fantastic. If you want to learn a lot about Jazz, then this is a place to start.

A survey of the musical form’s history and major talents.

This series explores the history of the major American musical form. We track its development in African American culture, its rise to prominence with its golden age of popularity spanning from the 1920’s to the mid 1940’s both in its original form and in Swing through its popular decline and the rise of vital new sub-genres into the present day. Along the way, we learn of the lives and work of major contributors to the form such as Louis Armstrong, Duke Ellington, Billie Holiday, Benny Goodman, Charlie “Bird” Parker and many others who helped form Jazz into the vibrant musical form it is. Moreover, we see how the music reflected the political and social issues of the African American community over the course of the form’s history. Written by Kenneth Chisholm <kchishol@home.com>

What I’m Reading Fridays with @meganslayer ~ My Own Words by Ruth Bader Ginsburg #iamreading

I picked up this book because I wanted to learn about the Notorious RBG. This is more her words (as the title says) than about her, but through her words I got to learn quite a bit about her. She’s intriguing, complex and funny. She’s hard working, too. I liked the way she talked about Marty, her husband, being her partner. How cool. Great book.

The New York Times bestselling book from Supreme Court Justice Ruth Bader Ginsburg—“a comprehensive look inside her brilliantly analytical, entertainingly wry mind, revealing the fascinating life of one of our generation’s most influential voices in both law and public opinion” (Harper’s Bazaar).

My Own Words “showcases Ruth Ginsburg’s astonishing intellectual range” (The New Republic). In this collection Justice Ginsburg discusses gender equality, the workings of the Supreme Court, being Jewish, law and lawyers in opera, and the value of looking beyond US shores when interpreting the US Constitution. Throughout her life Justice Ginsburg has been (and continues to be) a prolific writer and public speaker. This book’s sampling is selected by Justice Ginsburg and her authorized biographers Mary Hartnett and Wendy W. Williams, who introduce each chapter and provide biographical context and quotes gleaned from hundreds of interviews they have conducted.

Witty, engaging, serious, and playful, My Own Words is a fascinating glimpse into the life of one of America’s most influential women and “a tonic to the current national discourse” (The Washington Post).

Drive My Car by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #LGBTQ #romance @pridepublishing

Drive My Car by Megan Slayer

Pride Publishing

Contemporary

Novella

M/M, BDSM, Anal Sex, Toys, Spanking, Bondage

Can the one being led, do the leading?

Miles Hornish has seen it all—men, women, ménages…but none of them make the grade. No, this self-made real estate magnate wants one person to share his wealth, his bed and his platinum handcuffs. No one seems to fit the bill—except his limo driver, Fynn. But Miles has issues in his past. Will Fynn be enough to help Miles overcome his past?

Fynn Gold likes his job chauffeuring Miles. What’s not to love? Witnessing encounters in the back of the limo and being the one person Miles can trust…it’s a dream job. Except Fynn wants more with Miles than endless miles on the road. He wants to be the only person in those shiny handcuffs. Can Fynn convince Miles he’s ready to be more than just a driver?

Sometimes it takes the right pairing to make love work out right.

Reader Advisory: This book includes the use of sex toys, anal sex, BDSM play and a flogger or two.

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And a Hot Excerpt:

“I think I’d like to ride up front this time.” Miles slid forward and emerged from the back seat. “You ride up there all alone. Might as well keep you company for a change.” He opened the passenger door and plopped down on the seat.

Stunned, Fynn shut the back seat door and scurried around the back of the vehicle. Something wasn’t right. Miles never sat up front. Hell, Miles never said much more than directions to where he wanted to go and to ask about the weather.

Fynn opened the driver’s side door and sat down behind the wheel. “Where would you like to go, Sir?”

“Home, Gold. I’d like to go home.”

Miles clicked the seatbelt into place and noticed the item on the front seat. Ah, so that’s what Fynn does when he’s waiting. Miles touched the worn edge of the leather cover. Here I thought he watched me.

“I’m sorry, Sir.” Fynn grabbed the iPad and opened the glove box. “I shouldn’t have had that out.”

“Why?” Miles turned in his seat to watch Fynn move. The younger man’s hands trembled. The aura of control slipped, revealing the truer Fynn.

“I’m protecting you when you’re out, not reading the latest by Cash Norman.” Fynn put the car into gear and edged out into the flow of traffic.

Miles focused on Fynn. He wasn’t about to let anyone see into his secret fear. No fucking way. Being in the front seat of the car sent shudders through his body. Instead of closing his eyes, he studied Fynn’s profile. If he closed his eyes, he’d see the accident again. Damn it, he’d relived the crash so many times in his brain, he wanted the whole thing to fizzle away.

Fynn sped around a corner and pitched Miles sideways in his seat. The move squashed him tight against Fynn’s shoulder. “Oh my God. I’m sorry.” Fynn gripped the steering wheel. “The traffic’s bad for this time of night. A ballgame must be letting out.” He came to a stop at the traffic light. “I’ll go a little slower.”

“It’s fine, Gold.” What a freaking great way to come on to a guy! Miles bit down hard on the tip of his tongue. So many other things popped up in his brain. I enjoyed leaning on you. Nice, but the sentiment sounded goofy. How about you take another corner that fast so I can stay tucked against you? Oh brother. Mind if I practically sit in your lap because riding in the front seat reminds me of the car crash that killed my first lover? He’d rather eat live bait.

Miles could almost hear his former lover laughing. God, Hornish. You’re a confident real estate mogul and a Dominant. Stop being a fucking pansy. Make a move or shut the fuck up.

Except he hadn’t said much at all.

“Gold, do you mind if I call you Fynn?” Miles balled his fists to keep the trembling at bay. From the ride or because he’d ventured into a new area of his relationship with Fynn? He wasn’t sure.

“Uh, that’s fine, Sir.” Fynn kept his gaze forward and his grip tight on the wheel. “You can call me whatever you’d like.” He maneuvered the car off the freeway and headed down the city streets to Miles’ mansion. The other mansions and estates twinkled in the bright moonlight. Splashes of color from the landscape lighting offset the pale hues from the moon.

Miles’ thoughts turned from the scenery to Fynn. Had Fynn watched him masturbate? Miles snorted. He sure as hell hoped Fynn had seen the show. The girls did nothing for him. Even Galen, his one-time fling, hadn’t set his pulse racing. No, only the sexy man behind the polished shades seemed to give him wood.

Within moments, Fynn drove down the tree-lined lane leading to Miles’ house. He stopped the car beside the main steps. “Home, Sir.”

“Thanks, Fynn.” Miles placed his hand on Fynn’s. “Come inside with me.”

Copyright Megan Slayer 2013

Favorite Things to Do in the Autumn with @meganslayer

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Favorite things to do in the autumn. Wow. I’d almost forgotten it turned into autumn last night. Felt like it. It’s been cold here at night for the last few nights. I’m more of a chilly weather gal. So this suits me just fine. Not COLD weather. Just chilly.

One of my favorite autumn things is to get to pull those sweatshirts and hoodies from my drawer and wear them. I love being snuggly and warm. I’m down a size in sweatshirts, so most of mine are all too big and I could swim in them, but that’s okay. I’ll take it.

Another thing I like about autumn is that it’s cross country weather. I love to watch the tot run and cheer him on. I didn’t think he’d do a sport since he’s not as coordinated as he could be. Running and cross country works for him. He says, no track because it’s running in circles and he’d rather run courses. Whatever makes him happy. But I love going to the different courses and trying to learn the trails where he’ll run so we can cheer him on.

I also love to dress my dog up for the occasion. Yes. I dress the dog in sweaters and costumes. Why? She gets cold, for one. For another, she’s adorable in her little skirts. She’s a beagle basset, so she’s not a small dog. She’s got a particular favorite sweater that makes her look like an Ewok. I don’t have pictures because you’d never see her. When I try to photograph her, she’s a blur. Why? She’s 4 and still very much a puppy.

The last, but not least or honestly last, of the things I like to do in the fall would be the pumpkin pie blizzards at Dairy Queen. Most of our ice cream joints don’t stay open beyond about Sept 27th, but our Dairy Queen does, so I can get ice cream there. Plus, the dilly bars are my favorite kind of birthday cake. I don’t do cake, but dilly bars? I’m in! And my favorite blizzard has to be the pumpkin pie one.

What about you? What’s your favorite thing about autumn? I haven’t even gotten into my love of Halloween and black cats. 🙂 Plus, autumn means reading and books. Can’t finish this post without books.

While you’re here and because it’s an autumn themed story, check out Harvest Moon!

Harvest Moon by Megan Slayer

Moon Series, book 2

Also part of the Bleh! Turkey Series

MLR Press

Contemporary, Paranormal, Holiday

Short Story

M/M, Anal Sex

What’s a guy to do when the time to be with family is the time he dreads the most?

All Matt Green wants for Thanksgiving is to propose to his boyfriend in the most epic way he knows-in front of their families. There’s only one catch. His boyfriend, Reed Jordan, doesn’t do family gatherings. To be honest, Reed isn’t wild about Thanksgiving, but he won’t say why.

Matt’s willing to do anything in order to get Reed to talk, but will it make the holiday perfect or or ruin all of Matt’s plans? The Harvest Moon just might be the right omen to make everything all right.

Available now at:

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Everything He Wants by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #1nightstand @decadentpub

1Night Stand

Everything He Wants

by Megan Slayer

Trace has almost everything he wants—a great job and a well-ordered life, but he’s ready for more—the right guy to share it with. A chance meeting after a hockey game with the man of his dreams spurs him on to turn to the one source he knows will help him out—Madame Eve’s 1Night Stand service.

Jeremy can’t forget the difficult childhood and subsequent bad decisions he made while trying to forget it. He wants the gorgeous air traffic controller, but he’s afraid his past will get in the way like it always does. If all Madame Eve can give them is one night…he’ll take it.

With Eve’s help, can the men forge the relationship they both want, or will they crash and burn?

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Enjoy the following excerpt for EVERYTHING HE WANTS:

Jeremy sat in the back seat of the cab and swayed forward as it came to a quick stop opposite Club Ramrod. What a crazy name for a club. Then again, what a crazy place to meet his date. He checked the messages on his phone one more time. Sure enough, the same email from Madame Eve popped up.

Your date awaits you at Club Ramrod, located next to the Mason Players Club Hotel. Look for yellow by the bar and you will find your heart’s delight. Tell the bouncer Eve sent you.

He sighed and paid the driver with a shaky hand. His mind wouldn’t stop racing. What the hell did I get myself into? Sure, the club scene worked for him, but he hated the grind. Hated the clawing bodies and hangers-on. Crossing the street, he took his place in line. Maybe no one would recognize him. Finally reaching the club entrance, he dropped Madame Eve’s name to the bouncer.

The hulking man nodded and shuffled him to the bar. “Don’t cause a fight.”

Don’t cause a fight? Did he look like the type to cause trouble? Well, I did change my hair from green to blue tips. Jeremy snorted. Whatever. He scanned the crowd in the massive black and white bar. Men talked and laughed, some cuddled each other or sat on each other’s laps. At the far end, he spotted a flash of yellow. His heart pounded faster and his mouth went bone-dry.

“No way,” he murmured, nibbling on his lip piercing.

Trace Robeson, the man who featured in every one of his naughty fantasies, clutched a beer and hooked his thumb in his jeans front pocket. The man oozed classy sex. A faded T-shirt cradled his body like a second skin, giving teasing glimpses at the chiseled flesh underneath. His ripped jeans cupped and outlined his package and showed off his natural tan to a T.

Jeremy wobbled on his feet and thanked the gods, or Madame Eve, or whoever, for granting him his wish, and strode across the club. Making eye contact with Trace, he grinned.

“Hey, man. Good seeing you here.” Trace offered his hand.

“Yeah. It’s nice to see a friendly face.” Jeremy gestured the bartender for a beer. “I’m here to meet my destiny.”

“Are you….” Trace didn’t finish.

“Your date?” Jeremy replied. “I’m looking for a man in yellow. Don’t see too many others rocking that color, so….” Christ, he sounded so lame.

“I was told my date would find me.” Trace matched his smile. “Want to dance?”

Christmas Box by @meganslayer #gay #gayromance #Bdsm #christmas @changelingpress

Christmas Box by Megan Slayer

Christmas Magic (#4)

BIN – 08232-02658

Genre: Romance, Paranormal, LGBTQ, Gay, BDSM

Theme: Christmas

From Changeling Press

Hayes Carter knows what he wants out of life—to be the best lawyer he can, to balance his work and home life and to please his Sir. This Christmas, he wants to belong to Sir for good.

Ford Rogan loves his boy, Hayes, but he’s not sure he’s relationship material. Hayes, though, makes him think otherwise. Then there’s that naughty Santa at the club…submit and your wish will come true.

Can Santa, even a naughty one, grant they’re wishes? Will the magic of the season be enough or will they end up with nothing more than a lump of coal?

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Christmas Box (Christmas Magic)
Megan Slayer
All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2017 Megan Slayer

“What do you want for Christmas?” Ford Rogan stood tall and rolled his shoulders. He appraised his sub. “Hmm?”

Hayes Carter kept his head down as he knelt in front of Ford. “I want to be yours, Sir.”

“You do?” Ford grinned. Of the three subs he worked with, he preferred this boy. Hayes knew how to please him as much as he pleased Ford. He swept his gaze over Hayes. Before they played, he liked to set the tone and talk to his sub. Hayes was different. He could watch the sexy man all day and not get tired of him. “Tell me your safe word.”

“Legal brief.” Hayes shivered. “But I don’t want to use it.”

He’d always wondered why Hayes had chosen such an unorthodox safe word, but then again, there weren’t a whole lot of rules for their scenes. “You understand what will happen? If you trust me, I’ll make you fly and blow your mind. I trust you to tell me when you’ve reached your limits.”

“I trust you, Sir. Always.” He clasped his hands behind his back.

Ford ruffled Hayes’s black hair, then trailed his fingers down Hayes’s neck. Christmas hadn’t been far from his mind. He wasn’t sure why. Most of the time he could block out the holidays and other forces beyond the walls of the club. Not today. He focused on Hayes and locking the collar around Hayes’s neck. He affixed the leash to the D-ring. “Ready? Crawl.”

“Thank you, Sir.” Hayes settled on his hands and knees. He crawled on the floor beside Ford. His bare ass flexed as he moved.

Ford resisted the urge to swat him. Instead, he directed Hayes to the St. Andrew’s cross. “You’ve pleased me. On your feet.”

Hayes scrambled off the floor and stood against the cross. “Thank you, Sir.”

“Show me your ass.” Allowed the leash to drop down Hayes’s naked body, he picked up a clear glass butt plug. “I’m filling you.” He liked pushing Hayes’s limits, plus the glass always looked beautiful against Hayes’s skin.

Hayes grasped the open cuffs on the ends of the cross and stuck his ass out. He widened his stance. “I’ve been bad, Sir. I need you to punish me.”

“Have you?” He closed the cuffs around Hayes’s wrists, then dragged the plug down his sub’s back. “How bad?”

“I haven’t been able to get you out of my head.” Hayes writhed. “I’ve thought about us playing more than once a week. I jacked off last night, and I imagined you were there.”

“Boy.” He shouldn’t be pleased, but he couldn’t help it. He’d been drawn to Hayes from the first time he’d seen the man and wanted him. He pumped lube into his hand, then smeared the lube between Hayes’s ass cheeks. Hayes writhed again and flexed. “Do you want this?”

“Please, Sir?” Hayes pulled against the cuffs.

“Eventually.” He pushed the head of the plug against Hayes’s hole. Once the plug moved past the tight ring of muscle and was buried in his sub’s ass, he kissed Hayes’s shoulder. Kissing his subs wasn’t his norm, but then Hayes wasn’t just any sub. He should’ve prepped Hayes more, but that was one of the things Hayes enjoyed — being used. “Don’t let that fall out.” He tapped the handle. “Understand, boy?”