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.

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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.”

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Everyday Kinky Challenge #8

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I thought I’d keep with the library theme. Also thought I’d check in on Evan and Lisa. That meeting earlier was pretty hot. Imagine being caught masturbating in the library and he’s interested in joining in! Here’s the next part of their story.

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By Dr. Marcus Gossler (Own work) [GFDL (http://www.gnu.org/copyleft/fdl.html) or CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0/)], via Wikimedia Commons

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I couldn’t believe what I’d seen. The woman I’d lusted after for the last month was in the library and masturbating. I hope it was because she’d seen me, but I wasn’t sure. I mean, I’m not awful on the eyes, but I’m not super hot. But her? My mouth waters each time I see her.

I’d plunked her on the writing desk, but there was something else I wanted to do. Sure, I wanted the windows up here on the tenth floor fogged, but I’d always wanted to fuck against the card catalogue. Sounds silly? I love books. Love the thrill of the chase and I prefer the little cards in the catalogue. I helped her to her feet, then kissed along the back of her neck. When she placed my hands on her breasts, I didn’t argue.

“You’ve been working out more,” I said. “I love the way the outfit clings to your curves.” So I wasn’t the best with romance. I tried.

“I wanted you to notice me.” She ground her ass into my crotch. “Did you?”

“I have now. Did from the first time I spotted you coming into the library.” I moved her hair out of the way. “I want you.”

“Then take me.”

I slid my palms down her torso to the elastic of her yoga pants. I’d never been fans of the pants–until now. I shoved the flimsy fabric down past her knees. Whoever had stacked the old card catalogues up here hadn’t given much thought to placement. But the stair-step stacking was perfect for sex. I helped her onto the wooden box. She waggled her butt at me. Her cream coated her pussy lips.

I groaned. Damn. This was the hottest thing I’d ever done. Scratch fucking in the library off my bucket list. I withdrew my wallet and grabbed the condom I kept there. Within seconds, I had the wallet back in my pocket and the rubber on my dick. I grasped her hips and guided myself into her heat. Shit. She clenched around me. I never wanted to leave her sweet heat.

“Fuck,” I bit out. I wasn’t going to last long. I seated myself fully within her and groaned again. “So hot.”

“Yeah.” She held tight to the furniture. Once I started moving, she bucked against me and helped me build up a steady rhythm. My belly clenched and my balls ached. I knew this wouldn’t be long. “Lisa.”

“Right with you.” She arched her back and moaned. “I need to come.”

Good. So did I. I growled and pushed hard into her cunt. I emptied my load into the condom and held her tight. She shivered beneath me.

For the first time since I’d caught her, I wondered if we’d been spotted. Of course I hadn’t picked a nice corner or a dark spot. Nope. Right along the wall beneath a window and the bright light. I didn’t hear anyone.

“Next time we do this in a bed,” she murmured.

“You bet.” I’d make damn sure there were at hundred next times. Now that he’d had a taste of her, he wanted more. Lots more.

 

Everyday Kinky Challenge #7

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I love my books and could get lost at the library. This week’s challenge, which was supposed to be last week’s but was preempted for the blog hop, features the library. 🙂

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I’d met him there a hundred times before. Well, by met, I mean we passed each other and I caught his eye once or twice. I should say hi to him, but I’m shy. What if he’s not into nerdy girls who love the smell of books and wandering the aisles looking for new reads on the shelves? I’d be mortified. Besides, keeping him a fantasy is more fun.

I noticed him today. I stood in the middle of one of the aisles and watched him above the row of books. He was alone. He’d brushed his strawberry blond hair away from his forehead and hadn’t shaved in a while. The stubble covered his cheeks and chin. I never considered myself a beard aficionado, but on him the look worked.

Everything within me warmed. What if he saw me? Would he say hi? Stop? I had to be quiet. Still, I wanted to watch him. I also wanted to get off. Good thing I was up on the tenth floor with the art books. Hardly anyone except for him and me came up here.

I leaned forward against the books. The hard spines brushed my taut nipples. I suppressed a shiver and a moan. With the scent of the books, the fine eye candy two aisles over and my nearly non-existent sex drive in overdrive…I slid my hand beneath the waistband of my yoga pants. Good thing I’d gotten in my workout before coming to the library. I eased my fingers between the lips of my cunt. Holy shit. I was so wet. I imagined him kissing me. Holding me from behind and pinching my nipples while he pushed his dick deep into me. Did I just moan? I’m not sure. I rubbed my clit and basked in the waves of pleasure crashing in my being. Damn, this felt good.

I gripped the divider between the shelves and tried not to whimper. I couldn’t remember the last time I’d done something so risque. Probably like never. But I was close now. Just looking at him had me hot.

I peeked over the row of books and continued to rub my clit. The guy wasn’t in his aisle. I panicked. He wasn’t anywhere down the row. Where’d he go?

“That’s one of the hottest things I’ve ever seen.”

I’d never heard him talk–not so close. I froze. He’d found me. I didn’t look over at him. I couldn’t.

He stood beside me. “I’m Evan. I’ve seen you here so many times.” He tipped my chin and forced me to meet his gaze. “Watching you masturbate in the library is hot as hell, but I’d rather be a part. Want to do more than just play with yourself?”

I nodded. I wanted to do so much more. “With you?”

“There’s no one else here but us.” He eased my hand from my pants. “Who is my mystery woman?”

“Lisa,” I managed. Oh my God. What was happening? Was he going to fuck me? Why did I want that more than ever?

He led me over to the writing desks along the back wall. With no trouble, he plunked me onto the warn surface. “We’re going out after this. You and me. Yes?”

“Yeah.” We were? He was interested in me?

“Good. Now let’s see if we can fog the windows up here.”

 

Caught Me ~ An #Erotic #ShortStory by @MeganSlayer from #ChangelingPress

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By Jean-Christophe Destailleur (Own work) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons

I saw this picture and it reminded me of Caught Me, one of my Challenges stories. She’s in the throes of happiness, probably really turned on and on display. That’s a lot of what Maura gets to experience in Caught Me. She gets to be on display and to play with her husband and a friend. How cool? Want to know more? Then read on!

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Razor’s Edge Press

BIN: 06969-02244

Word Count: 5K

Page Count: 18

Price: $2.99

Release Date: 6/7/14

Editor: Katriena Knights

Cover Artist: Marteeka Karland

Copy Editor: Pat Sager

Genres: Erotic Short Story, Guilty Pleasures (Contemporary),BDSM

 Finding time to spend with the one he loves is difficult — until Trick sends up a challenge.

Trick’s tired of not seeing his girl and he’s going to do something about it. He’s offered her a challenge. Meet him at the club. Simple, easy and sure to be decadent. He’s going to make her wildest dreams come true.

Available At:

http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2244

https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-caughtmerazor039sedge-1563263-147.html

http://www.amazon.com/Caught-Razors-Edge-Challenges-Book-ebook/dp/B00LLMS6JS/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1407185347&sr=8-1&keywords=Caught+Me+Megan+Slayer

And now an excerpt:

Copyright ©2014 Megan Slayer

 

I’d issued a challenge. I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to see her. We’d been apart a long time and I was tired of keeping my distance. Time to get my girl.

Actors are strange creatures. We’re focused and talented, but we’re also busy. I should know. In the last year, I’d starred in two productions and co-starred in another that was sure to get me plenty of attention come awards season. But that was me.

Right now I’d like to tell you about Maura. My Maura.

She’s an actress. A damn good one. She’s dangerously intelligent, funny, and sexy as hell. When she walks into a room, every head turns. Men want to be with her and women want to be her. She works hard at her craft to be the best actress she can be.

I didn’t get to see her very often. Her social calendar was full of galas, award shows, productions and television work. The gossip rags couldn’t decide if she was fucking her leading man or leaving her husband… or both. When you’re a beautiful person in the center of Hollywood and all over the tabloids, people speculate about what you’re doing and who you’re doing it with.

Speaking of doing it, you’d think our paths would cross. We’re both in the same business. We should have been seeing each other all over the place. You’d be wrong. In the last year, I’d spent the total of a whole week with Maura. In Hollywood terms, that was a long time. In the real world — well, we’d never make it. The time apart had definitely taken a toll on our marriage. Why wouldn’t it? But we’re not a normal couple. Nope. The distance between us actually brought us closer together. We’re stronger.

But missing someone wasn’t the same as holding her in my arms. I was aching for her. I was done not being with her. I was going to catch her so we could play our games. I was ready for the hunt.