Smut Sunday with @MeganSlayer ~ Flowers #romance #dirty

I dunno… I saw these flowers and thought, these could be used as a story starter for a D/s story. Something like she shows up in nothing but those flowers. Yeah? One tucked behind her ear and nothing else on. What do you think? What makes you think of smutty?

By George Chernilevsky (Own work) [Public domain], via Wikimedia Commons

Let me know!!

And here’s a sample of Best I Ever Had – one of my favorite smutty stories!! Only $.99!!

Best I Ever Had by Wendi Zwaduk 

Scarred Hearts, #1

Publisher: Megan Slayer

 The objective—keep her safe. No one said anything about falling in love.

All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing Emma’s got not one, but two, sexy men willing to keep her safe. As long as she can keep her hands to herself.

Sam’s mission? To find the man responsible for the murder. He’s not going to rest until the streets are safe, even if it means having his best friend guard his best girl. It’s the best option, right?

Quint never dreamed he’d be attracted to his best friend’s wife…and his best friend. He’s got to keep his hands to himself all while figuring out what he wants from life, even if love equals Emma and Sam in Quint’s bed.

Is love in the cards or are they going to go up in flames before they get started?

 

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/id1102435287

Amazon:  http://www.amazon.com/Best-Menage-Romance-Scarred-Hearts-ebook/dp/B01E2LK3EA/ref=sr_1_2?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1460426493&sr=1-2

Kobo: https://store.kobobooks.com/en-us/ebook/best-i-ever-had-2

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EXCERPT –

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved

Six months of waiting in hiding hadn’t eased her mind. Living in the gated community helped, but if someone wanted her dead, it would happen. Gates and armed guards didn’t stand a chance against a machine gun or whatever served as Morales’ weapon of choice. He wanted her to keep quiet, no matter what.

No toys or quickies with Quint would erase her pain. “Catch him so it’s all over.” Emma blinked back tears of frustration. “I want my life back.”

She touched the picture of Sam on the counter. Her heart squeezed in her chest. He didn’t have to go to the lengths he’d gone to for her. I won’t risk losing you. She sighed. What if she lost him in the process?

“I miss him, too.” Quint placed his hand on hers.

Emma bumped shoulders with him and wiped her cheeks. “I know. I’m glad you’re here. I’d be stir crazy alone.”

“Won’t be long, now.” He kissed her temple. “Promise.”

The words failed to comfort her. “If I’m not safe in the Leatherwoods, I’m not safe anywhere. Do you hear that, Quint? I’m done.” She shoved the newspaper into the recycle bin and headed to the refrigerator. Emma withdrew a half-empty bottle of rose wine. “If I want to sip a glass of wine on my balcony, then by God, I should be able to.” She nodded to herself and poured a generous amount into a wine goblet. “You can watch for all I care. I want to have a normal life again.”

She balanced the wine glass in her fingers and picked up a lighter for the citronella candles and her book from the table. She shoved the lighter in her back pocket and stuck her book under her free arm. Emma crossed the room and stepped through the sliding doors. The potted pansies fluttered in the slight wind. She dropped the book on the lounger and left the wine glass on the ground beside the chair.

“Seems like a nice time to take in some afternoon sun.” Shielding her eyes with her hand, she glanced around at the neighboring terraces. For a humid late July afternoon, no one seemed to be home and that suited her fine. “Looks like we’re alone, anyway.”

“You try my patience,” Quint growled. He plopped down onto the balcony railing. “Anyone with a good shot could take your ass out right now. Why are you chancing it?”

“I’m not chancing anything with you standing there ready to take the bullet,” Emma snorted. Six months of having someone watching her managed to kill her modesty. Sure, time spent in her bedroom meant time alone. Anywhere else in the apartment gave Quint ample view of what she did. Most of the time his presence didn’t bother her. He was Sam’s best friend. They shared everything—except her. So she enjoyed strolling to the kitchenette every once in a while in the nude? Quint, being the consummate good guy with a foul mouth, never acted on impulse. Sam alluded to wanting a threesome with her and Quint. Based on Quint’s reactions, she doubted the event would happen—the talk needed to evolve into action.

Whatever.

“I’m going to immerse myself in a book.”

 

Smut Sunday ~ Flip Through My Pages with @MeganSlayer

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It’s Memorial Day weekend here in the United States and everyone seems to be out barbecuing. Don’t get me wrong. I love some good barbecue. But this weekend is to remember those who fought for our freedom–wherever they’ve fought. I thank all of those who gave all.

But this is also a Smut Sunday weekend. Time for something hot. Now, the books below aren’t necessarily hot, but they brought to mind all sorts of story starts…aka plot bunnies. What happened at this library? Is a private one or public? Who was there? What did they do? How kinky did they get? Yeah, these are the places my mind goes. Heh heh.

By Matl (own work (photography)) [CC BY-SA 3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)], via Wikimedia Commons

What about you? What kinds of fun smut do you see in this photo? I love books, so I can see lots happening here. In fact, I’m off to jot down the plot bunny that just showed up based on this image. Let me know what you’ve come up with and you just might see mind in one of my upcoming books!

Smut Sunday ~ Making the Play by @MeganSlayer #mmromance #football #smutsunday #sportsromance

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I’m missing football so much. That’s my sport of choice. So to cheer me up, I’m adding a snippet from my football story, Making the Play, for the Smut Sunday celebration. Check it out! And be sure to read the other smutty posts! You won’t regret it!

Making the Play by Megan Slayer 

Out of Bounds Series

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

Novella

Sports Romance

Pride Publishing

 

Sometimes switching things up really does mean getting the guy.

Allan Clark thought his life as a wide receiver for the Wildcats was over the moment he was told he’d be the new punt returner. He’d thought he didn’t want to be a special teams player. He’d rather have the limelight. But once he starts returning punts, he realizes this was where he should’ve been all along. Speaking of perks, he now gets to spend time with the sexy kicker, Tyler Leigh. Maybe this switch is the best thing that could’ve happened to him.

Unlike Allan, Tyler isn’t planning on going into the draft or playing football for the rest of his life. He’s got other plans, though a side trip in the sheets with Allan isn’t off his radar. He’s wanted Allan since he joined the team. But Tyler’s got baggage and an overzealous ex-boyfriend hell-bent on making his life miserable. With Allan, he sees a bright spot.

Will these two seeming opposites leave their desires on the field, or will they find common ground together and score?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of masturbation, implied abuse as well as references to violence, physical assault and emotional abuse.

Available from Pride Publishing:

https://www.pride-publishing.com/book/making-the-play

And from ebook retailers everywhere: https://books2read.com/u/mvYDRX

Now for that Smutty Excerpt!

Copyright ©2017, Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved

“Fuck,” Allan muttered. He tipped his head back and closed his eyes. “Taste me. Put my cock in that hot mouth.”

“I will.” Tyler licked a path of fire along Allan’s throat.

The scent of Tyler’s cologne curled around Allan’s nose. He breathed in the decadent scent and palmed the back of Tyler’s head. He’d never been with a bald man, but there were definite plusses. Allan loved the feel of Tyler’s smooth skin under his hand as well as his hot tongue on his throat.

Allan licked his lips, tasting Tyler’s kiss. Mint lingered and tingled on his lips and Tyler’s muffled moans rang in his ears.

“Ty.” He whispered Tyler’s name and nudged his lover down his body. Having his neck kissed was great but he wanted more.

Tyler didn’t disappoint. He nipped and sucked his way along Allan’s chest, pausing at Allan’s nipples. He pinched one tight bud between his fingers and the other between his teeth.

“Shit,” Allan blurted. He couldn’t remember the last time a lover had him reduced to one-word responses. His arms refused to cooperate and he plopped backward onto the bed.

“Better.” Tyler raked his teeth over Allan’s lower belly. “Where do you want me?”

“Everywhere.” Allan directed Tyler to his groin. He needed Tyler’s mouth around his cock. Heat enveloped him, making rational thought almost impossible.

“I can do that.” Tyler flatted his tongue along the blunt head of Allan’s erection. “But I want you to watch.” He tossed pillows at Allan. “Sit up. Watch.”

Smut Sunday ~ Never Give You Up by @MeganSlayer #smutsunday #mmromance #vampires

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It’s time for the Smut Sunday Post. I love these. Something hot and sweaty for the day… Here’s my contribution to the Smutty Fun!!

Battle Scarred 5: Never Give You Up by Megan Slayer 

Loose Id

Contemporary, Paranormal (Vampires)

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

Through time, distance and confusion, we will always find each other.

Galen Collins knows who he loves, but the vampire of his dreams, Anders Von, isn’t interested. What’s a vampire to do when he’s been rejected? Go to the clubs for sex. He’ll get Anders out of his mind one way or another. But there’s something wicked on the horizon in the form of a virus meant to wipe out supernatural beings. Forces who hardly know Galen are out to keep him and Anders apart. Will he allow the demons to win, or will he chase Anders to the ends of the earth?

Anders has always had a crush on Galen, but things never worked out right time-wise. Galen is the one vampire to make his emotional heart race. He wants to strip Galen to his core and explore every inch of him. Will Anders take the chance to be with Galen and discover how well they fit together or will the virus take Galen before Anders makes his move?

Available from Loose Id http://www.loose-id.com/battle-scarred-5-never-give-you-up.html or wherever ebooks are sold: https://books2read.com/u/mV7LKM

Now for that smut!!

Anders kissed him and captured Galen in an one-armed embrace. He slid his free hand over Galen’s crotch. He knew Galen wasn’t lacking but caressing his dick, even through the fabric of his boxer briefs, made Galen’s endowment more obvious. He sucked on Galen’s tongue, simulating sex. Holy shit. He wanted this man. How had he kept his distance this long? Because he’d been with others. He’d punished himself by staying away from Galen in case he’d ruin the friendship. Was this his fear of losing Galen manifesting? Or was it something deeper? Had to be. He couldn’t see the future without Galen.

Galen wound his arms around Anders’s neck and ground against him.

“Like that? The way I’m touching you?” Anders asked. He nipped Galen’s bottom lip. Now that he had Galen in his embrace, he wanted to experience everything about him.

“Uh-huh.” Galen groaned. He held Anders to his chest, then pinned him to the wall. “Fuck.”

“Me?” Anders asked, finishing Galen’s statement. Anders shoved his jeans and boxers down his thighs. The garments plopped around his ankles. He braced his shoulders on the wall. He bit back a chuckle. He and Galen were in the midst of a telepathic connection. How could there be a wall wherever they were? Better yet, what else could they conjure? He cupped Galen’s ass. Holy shit, the man had a nice butt. His desire for the others melted. His fear dissipated. If Galen and the supers were giving him the opportunity to be with Galen, he’d take it.

“Want me to…do you?” Galen’s eyes widened. He didn’t look or sound sure of himself.

“I do.” He nipped Galen’s bottom lip again, then captured his and Galen’s dick in his hand. Stroking both cocks together, sent shivers through Anders. For the first time in what seemed like forever…he felt warm. Like red hot. Like he was human again. He loved this feeling. Loved how being around Galen seemed to make him complete. Goddess, he wanted Galen to take him. To turn his ass red and break him down. To punish him for taking so long and being with others while he needed Galen, then to build him up again. He needed a man to dominate him and put him in his place. A safe spot to land, but also someone who cared—who loved him with the right amount of pleasure and pain he’d never been able to tell anyone he craved.

Smut Sunday ~ What a Night by @MeganSlayer #smutsunday #mf #IR #hotromance

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It’s time for the Smut Sunday post! I love these. A chance to post something with no holds barred. I love that. Check out this offering from my re-release, What a Night!!

What a Night! by Megan Slayer

Club Rules, #4

Digital List Price: $0.99

Books2Read Universal Link: https://www.books2read.com/u/3yPRBB

He’ll make her fantasies come true.

Mark wants this anniversary to be one his wife, Lyssa, will never forget. He’s going to pull out all the stops and make love to her all night long. But she’s got a few tricks up her satin sleeves as well. Will his plans go up in smoke, or will this be the night they’ve dreamed of?

Search Terms: Short Story, BDSM, Romance, Interracial Romance, Erotic Romance, Contemporary Erotic Romance

Now for that Smuttiness:

Copyright© 2017 Megan Slayer

Mark spread her cunt lips open once more. While he sucked on her clit, he pressed the blunt head of the toy against the mouth of her vagina. He kept his gaze on hers. “Breathe for me, Lyssa.” He eased the toy into her tight pussy, inch by inch. Her nipples pebbled and more perspiration dotted her upper chest like jewels.

“Baby,” she cried. Her head lolled on her shoulders. She rocked her hips and dug her feet into the edge of the mattress. “Fuck.”

Ah, her cues. The swear words meant she was right on the edge. Perfect. Mark buried his face in her pussy lips. With one hand, he tapped the end of the toy. With the other he massaged the dribbled lube and her juices over her asshole. The combination of sensations proved to be her weakness. She curled forward, grabbing his hair.

The pain in her touch only added to his pleasure.

“Fuck, feels so fucking good,” she moaned. She squeezed her legs tight around his head and tensed. Her entire body quaked. “Shit.”

Mark kept his thumb on the tight rosette of her ass, but let the toy slide from her vagina. He lapped at her cream. Lyssa sagged beneath him. The plug nestled between her ass cheeks on the bed.

“Whoa.” She let go of his hair and sighed. “Damn.”

He rose up between her knees and kissed the skin on her inner thigh. Getting her to scream and cream? A job well done. Knowing round two wasn’t far off? Perfect. He nipped behind her knee. “Made my anniversary fucking hot, and we’ve just begun.”

Smut Sunday ~ Giving In by @MeganSlayer #smutsunday #newrelease

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For my very first Smut Sunday post, I’m sharing a hot moment from my latest novella, Giving In. Shimmer, the drink additive which the story is inspired by, makes each drinker feel differently depending on who they are and what they’ve added it to. Come check out what happens when my characters try Shimmer.

Giving In by Megan Slayer

A Shimmer Story

M/M, Anal Sex

Contemporary

From MLR Press

MLR Press: https://www.mlrbooks.com/Bookstore.php?bookid=MSGIVEIN

Universal Link: https://books2read.com/u/mBeEZD

Mix two guys with simmering desire and add the new drink, Shimmer. What could go wrong?

Ronan’s been more than a little in love with Jaxon since they met four years ago. He wants a romantic relationship with his best friend, but they’re opposites. Jaxon’s bookish, quiet and observational, but Ronan’s the epitome of attention-seeking. Besides, Jaxon’s just out of a relationship. Would he want to start another love match, but this time with Ronan?

Jaxon knows how he feels about Ronan. He’d like to strip him down and kiss every tattooed and pierced inch of him. The thing is, he’s worried he’ll screw up the friendship if the romance fails.

The bar is closed for the night and there’s two shots of Shimmer left. So Shimmer creates a different sensation for each drinker. So it can cause unexpected results. It can’t make two guys on the verge of love fall for each other…can it?

Now for some smutty goodness!

 ©Megan Slayer, 2017, All Rights Reserved

“Since neither of us work tonight, why don’t we get together? My place. I’ll cook and no Shimmer. That way we can see if this is real?” Ronan rubbed his nose along Jaxon’s. “No booze whatsoever.”

“Deal.” He licked his lips, then ground his body against Ronan’s. He’d dreamed of this moment and for once didn’t have any worries. Things could finally be going his way.

Ronan kissed him, but kept his eyes open. “I won’t lie. I’ve wanted to do that for a while.”

“Kiss me?” Jaxon asked, his voice gravelly. He barely recognized the tone, but knew the need well. Ronan might not be the one—he wasn’t sure anyone was—but he was Jaxon’s best friend. He’d wanted Ronan. Was it love? Not yet, but damn it, there was a lot of lust. He wanted to strip Ronan down and taste every inch of him.

“Uh-huh.” Ronan grinned. “I need a shower, shave, and food, but not in that order. Good thing I don’t have classes this week.”

Good thing for the both of them. He’d forgotten all about the upcoming semester starting in seven days. Then again, he had too much on his mind and most of it revolved around Ronan.

“Come over tonight. Text me when you’re on your way. I won’t take no for an answer. We’ll work this out or implode, but we’ll get it sorted through.” Ronan smiled again. “See you.”