Sunday Snog ~ My Favorite Mistake by @WendiZwaduk #mfromance #contemporary #sundaysnog


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This book comes out this month from Totally Bound. It’s one of my favorite stories because I love friends to lovers and second chances. My Favorite Mistake features both. Plus, there’s hot sex with a hot guy!! Score! Enjoy this snog from my upcoming book, My Favorite Mistake.

My Favorite Mistake myfavoritemistake_800

From Totally Bound

Full Length Novel

Contemporary, M/F, Erotic


She’s always known who she wanted. Now she’s needs to find the strength to make him see they’re more than a mistake.


Molly Neff creates promotional art for companies with confidence and her working partner is sex on legs. Austin Dean is sexy, smart and everything she’s wanted in a man since the moment they met. They’ve slept together a couple of times, but things haven’t worked out between them. When another woman enters the picture, can Molly convince Austin they belong together or will the relationship end up scrapped for a better idea?


As much as he likes working with Molly, Austin wants more out of life than creating advertising campaigns for others. He wants to be the star. Molly has always been his good luck charm—with her brains and charm, she helps him make his dream come true. But his starring role comes with complications. He’s always sort of known he loved Molly, but another woman wants his attention. Will he choose Molly and a simple life with her or the bright lights of fame?

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Now for that Snog!!

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2017, All Rights Reserved

“Why are you doing this?” Why did he feel the need to overwhelm her?

“Because I can.” He brushed his nose against hers. “I want to make this night special for you. Both nights.” He cupped the back of her head and feathered his lips over her mouth.

From her head to her toes, her body warmed and her nerve endings sizzled. She draped her arms around his neck. The desire to give in to him was strong. He wanted her. For right now? Forever? She wasn’t sure.

Molly threw caution to the wind and ignored her better judgment. Austin had been her favorite mistake from the get-go and she refused to push him away again. She shoved her hand under his shirt and palmed his pecs. Damn, the man was strong. She pressed her knees together and moaned. He knew how to kiss, too. He alternated nips with longer kisses and sucked on her tongue.

“Molly.” He shoved her blouse over her head and tossed the garment onto the floor. “Sweetheart.”

She curled away from him and wanted to hide. She wasn’t perfect, slender or anything he normally went for in his women. Besides, she’d worn a sports bra.

“This is hot.” He eased the straps of the bra down her arms. “I like it.”

“Austin.” She wished she’d have worn something a little more fancy.

“Don’t hide from me.”

Snogs in the Snow ~ Reconnecting Christmas by @MeganSlayer #snogsinthesnow #mmromance


It’s time for the Snogs in the Snow for Blissemas!! I love this time of year. To celebrate, I’m featuring my new Christmas short, Reconnecting Christmas. I love my male models and hope you do, too. Keep reading. There’s a contest! Yes! All you have to do is comment on the post with your name, email and a comment about the story… and you’re entered to win a copy of Frost Moon. Good luck!!

Want to check out the rest of the Snogs in the Snow? Check them out here!! 

Reconnecting Christmas reconnectingchristmas_wd

Megan Slayer

Short Story from MLR Press

Contemporary, Holiday

Out Soon!

Oliver McNamara knows exactly what he wants for the holidays—his boyfriend to come home. He wants a nice, romantic Christmas with the man he loves. Will he get his perfect present or a lump of coal on the big day?

If Bert gets his way, this will be a holiday Oliver never forgets. But…being a world famous model means Bert doesn’t always set his working hours and giving Oliver what he deserves could be impossible. Can he reconnect with the man he loves over the holidays?

Two hearts will always find a way to become one especially with a little Christmas cheer involved.

Now for that snog!! 

© Megan Slayer 2016, All Rights Reserved

“What you do you want?” Bert rested his hands on his hips and flexed his pectoral muscles.

“You.” Oliver fumbled with his shirt, but instead of getting the garment off he ended up tangling himself in the arms. Where was his sophistication when he needed it?

“Roll over.” Bert swatted Oliver’s hip. Just a gentle love tap kind of swat, but it ratcheted up Oliver’s desire.

But…didn’t he have to get naked first? He glanced down at his arms. The shirt seemed to melt away and his legs were already bare. Well, all right. He wished undressing in real life was this quick. He turned onto his belly and flashed his ass at Bert.

“Nice.” Bert swatted Oliver’s rump hard. The sound echoed in the room. “I can’t wait to bury myself in it.”

“Then stop talking and do it.” He loved to tease Bert in bed. Besides, he couldn’t wait, either.

“I will.” Bet climbed onto the bed behind Oliver and straddled Oliver’s legs. He rained kisses all over Oliver’s back. Soft, sweet kisses that turned into nips and bites.

Oliver shivered and almost said, no marks, but this was a dream. Who gave a fuck if Bert left a hickey on his skin? He wanted proof he belonged to Bert and wanted that proof all over his body.

Bert stretched out along Oliver’s back and spoke in Oliver’s ear. “Ready?”

“Uh-huh. Beyond ready.” Oliver panted and tried his best to relax. Having Bert inside of him brought every sense to life and made every nerve ending tingle.

Bert slid one of his fingers between Oliver’s ass cheeks. Fire licked Oliver from within. He breathed in the scent of Bert’s cologne and savored the sound of his lover’s voice. Passion for Bert bubbled within his heart. He needed this more than he needed his next breath.

Sunday Snog ~ Beautiful Music Together by @MeganSlayer #sundaysnog #mmromance


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This week, I thought I’d spotlight my latest novella, Beautiful Music Together. I love jazz and my love of it shows through in the characters as well as the plot. I hope you enjoy Beautiful Music Together.

Beautiful Music Together by Megan Slayer beautifulmusictogether_slayer_kjacen

From MLR Press

Contemporary, M/M, Anal Sex


Artwork by Kris Jacen


Can these two opposites find the right rhythm?

Jon Kagan likes his life. He’s carefree unless he’s in the recording studio with his trumpet. Then he’s serious as hell. He plays the field like he does the notes on each track, but the single life isn’t fun any longer. He wants a lover and partner. But how can he find the man of his dreams when the only people he spends time with are the same musicians night after night? He’s convinced he won’t–until he meets Benny. Then all bets are off.

Benny Walters burns the midnight oil, too, but not in the music business. He’d rather work on houses than play tunes. Putting in a good sweat over a flooring job or painting a room makes him happy–almost as much as watching the hot guy who jogs across the neighborhood in the middle of the day. When he finally talks to Jon, sparks fly. He’d love to get to know Jon better, but confidence isn’t his strong point. Will he be able to get beyond his past and find the future he deserves?

Love happens in the strangest places, especially when it hits all the right notes.

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©Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved

“The acoustics in the room are great, too. Did you have professionals do the work, or did you do it yourself?”

“I got help. I knew how I wanted it to be, but getting it just right required someone who could make it happen.” Jon draped his arm around Benny’s shoulders. “Does it pass your inspection?”

“Uh-huh.” Jon gathered Benny in his arms. “I’m glad we didn’t give up back at the bistro. I was a shit and I need to redeem myself.”

“You’re doing pretty well.” He noticed the amber and dark brown flecks in Jon’s eyes. He breathed in the scent of Jon’s cologne and bit back a groan as he brushed the growing bulge in his pants against the front of Jon’s slacks.

“Damn.” Jon brushed his lips across Benny’s and bumped noses with him. “I’ve got plenty of time to touch, please and tease you.”

“Uh-huh.” He gasped for breath before Benny kissed Jon. He tasted the tangy beer on Jon’s lips. His teeth clashed with Jon’s as Jon deepened the connection. Jon swallowed his moan.

Dear God. Jon confused and aroused Benny. He liked being held and the way Jon took control when he kissed. Liked the taste of Jon. Wanted Jon’s arms around him and Jon’s body pressed against his. But confusion crept in. He knew his heart and looks. Knew his past. Would he be enough for Jon to want a second date?

Jon broke the connection again and a lazy smile curled on his lips. “I should’ve done that a long time ago.”

“You’ve kissed me before.” Benny panted to catch his breath. He hadn’t been this out of sorts in a long time.

“Those were warm-ups for now.”

Sunday Snog ~ Molten Steel by @WendiZwaduk #SundaySnog #kindleworld #newrelease


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Time for the Sunday Snog. I’ve been off the last few weeks, so this is a perfect time to come back. This is a snog from my latest release, Molten Steel. If you like what you read, grab a copy and let me know what you think. Enjoy!

Molten Steel by Wendi Zwaduk molten-steel-cover-final3

A Dallas Fire and Rescue Kindle World Story



M/F, Anal Sex, Toys

Breaking down was never this freeing.

Rory Speedle charms the world and rocks the stage with his band, Disaster Transport. He’s dealt with ex-girlfriends, overzealous fans and letters from a stalker, but nothing has prepared him for his next concert date. When the tour bus catches fire on the outskirts of Dallas, he loses more than just his instruments. His desire to create music is gone and he believes his hope is next. Then he meets Cady Hollister and everything changes. She inspires him and stokes his desire.

Cady knows the handsome rock and roller won’t be in town long. He’s only at her hotel until the band bus is replaced. Still, he makes her feel like a woman again—sexy, desirable and beautiful. He claims he wants her in his life as more than a passing fancy. Can he convince her to five him a try or will his fame keep them from finding the love they both deserve?

Love could be his salvation, if he’s willing to work for the woman he wants.

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 Now for that snog!!

©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved

She had no idea what he looked like in his Kane persona, but she had a feeling he oozed sex appeal. She allowed herself to think about him without his clothes on.

Tall and lanky, but strong. What would the ridges of his chest feel like under her fingers? She sandwiched her hands between her thighs to keep from reaching for him. Did he have tattoos? Would he kiss the back of her neck until she moaned and hold her during thunderstorms? Maybe whisper to her the words to his latest song?

“Cady?” Rory waved his hand in front of her face. “You in there?”

She snapped out of her daydream. “Fuck.”

“Not now, but eventually.” Rory smiled and leaned on the piano top. “What were you thinking about? I doubt you were that into the song.” He glanced over at the dog. “Henri liked it.”

“Huh?” He had her all out of sorts. Being honest now wouldn’t do her any good. “I was listening.”

He scooted across the bench until their knees touched. “You said fuck.” He curled his fingers under her chin. “Such a dirty word from a pretty mouth.”

She wasn’t sure if he’d crossed out of the realm of sexy to skeevy or if this was part of his persona. She shrugged and pulled away from him.

“What?” Rory scrambled to his feet. “What’d I do?”

“Nothing.” She backed up. “I just—I remembered I was needed at the desk.”

“No you weren’t.” He didn’t move. Just stared at her. “What’d I say that upset you?”

She rubbed her hands on her jeans. “The dirty word thing. It sounded pervy.”

“Oh.” He chuckled. “It wasn’t meant to.” He inched over to her. He towered over her and his hair dipped in front of his eyes. “I was trying to kiss you. I’ve never been good at romancing women. A crowd, yeah, but one woman? Nope. May I kiss you?”

“Me?” Her voice cracked. “Don’t you have a girlfriend or something? I’m sure you do. Probably lots of them.” What was she doing? He’d put the moves on her and she was pushing him away—the exact opposite of what she’d wanted.

“Nope.” He curled his fingers under her chin again. “I like you, Cady.” He brushed his nose against hers. “You intrigue me.”

She flattened her hands on her pants to keep from reaching for him. He intrigued her, too. She closed her eyes and although her brain screamed for her to put distance between her and him, she tipped her head to the side. The moment he fluttered his lips over hers, her insides superheated. She couldn’t breathe. He swiped his tongue across the seam of her mouth, then pressed the kiss further.

Oh my God. This is real. She smoothed her palms over his chest and he swallowed her sigh. Damn, the man was all muscle under the bulky sweatshirt. He eased his arms around her and held her flush against him. Being with him was dangerous. If she kept kissing him, her mind would wander and she’d get ideas like keeping things going with him. She knew better than to lower her defenses. He’d leave her. He was in a band and bands toured. This was a stop—maybe a long one—but still a pause. Eventually, he’d walk out of her life. She caught herself. What the hell was she doing? Overthinking. Yeah, he’d leave, but this was only a kiss. Not a declaration of love or even a night of passion.

Rory rested his forehead against hers and rubbed his nose on hers again. “I wish the bus hadn’t caught fire, but I’m glad we got to stop here.” He cupped her jaw in both hands. “I’m glad I met you.”

“Same here.” She closed her eyes and kissed him, this time taking the lead. She’d never know if she’d get her heart broken if she didn’t give Rory a try. He groaned into the kiss. The bulge in his sweat pants rubbed between her legs. The heat from his body overwhelmed her. Oh hell, she could get lost in his eyes and his arms.

Sunday Snogging ~ Challenges by @MeganSlayer ~ #sundaysnog


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It’s time for the Sunday Snog and this week, I’m featuring my new box set, Challenges. Check it out!!

Seven women. Seven Challenges. What each woman gets is beyond her wildest dreams.ms_challenges_xl

Make Me: A crop, some rope, a sweet little plug… just what she wants, and all she had to say was “Make me.”

Show Me: Calen’s issued a challenge — her naked before the wall of windows in their sixth floor apartment. Will Elisha please her master or walk away forever?

Take Me: Talia wants nothing more than to shirk her duties on the set of her latest movie so she can be with her heartthrob husband. But she never expected him to kidnap her… or did she?

Watch Me: Kacey and Marc’s lives changed the moment the hunk moves in next door. Will they be willing to make all their fantasies reality, or will they have to live with the view through the window?

Film Me: Jinx has been around the world of adult films for more than five years. Leading man Wes Long challenges Jinx for more. He’ll accept nothing less than her total submission — on and off the set.

Capture Me: Dolly makes her living posing for pinup shots. She’s got the look — the tats, the piercings — but she’s not a size two. Some guys love a wicked hot challenge.

Caught Me: Trick’s offered his girl a challenge — simple, easy, and sure to be decadent. He’s going to make her wildest dreams come true.

Publisher’s Note: Challenges (Box Set) contains the previously published novellas Make Me, Show Me, Take Me, Watch Me, Film Me, Capture Me, and Caught Me.

Available from Changeling Press and AllRomance Ebooks!

Now for that snog!!!

All rights reserved.
Copyright ©2016 Megan Slayer
Excerpt from Make Me

I couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think, just floated.

Zeke removed the plug and lowered me to my knees. Before I realized what he’d done, he removed the spreader bar and unlocked the handcuffs. I sagged into a sitting position. The room still spun a bit on its axis. Everything throbbed with the perfect ache of rough lovemaking.

I don’t know what he did with the bar or cuffs or the toy for that matter, but when he took me in his arms I snuggled against his sweat-slickened chest. Zeke placed me on the bed.

With careful hands, he unfastened the clamps and kissed my breasts. My ass burned against the cool sheets.

“Sit up, love.” Albeit with help, I moved into position. Zeke unwound the rope and licked a path over the indentations in my skin.

I shivered.

“I’ll cover you in a moment.” He heaved the rope onto the floor, then pulled the comforter over our bodies. I snuggled into his side and closed my eyes. Thoroughly used up, I couldn’t wait to fall asleep in his arms.

A thought crossed my mind. My necklace. For a moment I wondered if they’d fallen off or broken when we fooled around. I touched my throat where the pearls rested.

“Do you like your anniversary present?”

“Yes.” I rolled the beads between my fingers. “Just what I always wanted.”

“Better than sex? My making you behave?”

I smirked and rested my head on his chest. “The whole night was the best present ever.”

Sunday Snog ~ Blue Moon by @MeganSlayer #SundaySnog


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It’s Sunday Snog time again and I wanted to pull out one of my older and favorite titles, Blue Moon. Now before you ask, yes I did get an ear worm while writing this book. The song played so much. But it was also another stab (bad pun) at a ghost story. What if the ghost could come back? What if a deal with the devil was possible? Blue Moon is my way of finding out. Read on and enjoy the kiss!

Blue Moon by Megan Slayer BLUE

Part of the Scare This collection

MLR Press

M/M, Anal Sex, Masturbation

Contemporary, Paranormal, Ghosts

Short Story


The ghost at my door claims to be my ex-boyfriend, back from the dead. Yeah, right.

Ghosts don’t exist. I know they don’t. Why? I’ve never seen one. I’ve seen everything else—from Sasquatch to hell hounds and more…even vampires, but I’ve never laid eyes on a ghost.

Go figure. It’s Halloween. All sorts of stuff happens on the spookiest night of the year. There will be plenty of people out having a good time, scaring each other and begging for candy. They’ll try to get me involved, but I know better.

Have I mentioned I hate Halloween? Two years ago on October 31st, my world fell apart and I know it’ll never be fixed. No ghost can ease my broken heart and bring my boyfriend back to me. None.

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©Megan Slayer, 2014, all rights reserved

“Let me show you just what you can handle.” Tristan bridged
the gap between them until their knees touched. He sat across
from Paul and curled his fingers under Paul’s chin. God, it felt
good to touch his lover again. He didn’t consider them former
lovers because he’d never fallen out of love with Paul and he
knew full well Paul hadn’t found another lover. He eased Paul’s
hands down and gazed into his eyes. The amber and brown flecks
glimmered in the light.
“A ghost can’t do this.” Tristan leaned forward until his
lips were a whisper away from Paul’s. “A ghost can’t kiss.” The
moment their mouths met, he rejoiced. He missed kissing Paul,
so much.
As quickly as he’d made the connection, Paul backed away
from him. He scrambled across the bed from Tristan and swatted
his forehead twice. “This is a dream. I’m imagining you. Please
wake up. I don’t want to hurt anymore. I’m tired and I miss you,
but I can’t keep imagining you. I can’t handle the pain. It’s too

Sunday Snog ~ Simply the Best by @WendiZwaduk


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Do you like kisses? Love reading books with kisses in them? So do I. Part of the group of books I got back from one of my publishers that closed was Simply the Best. I couldn’t let it languish in the folder and not come back out to play. So… I self-published it.

Now it’s back out there for you to enjoy. Here’s a snippet and a wicked hot kiss!

Simply the Best by Wendi ZwadukSimply the Best NEW Cover 1

Scarred Hearts, #3

Publisher: Megan Slayer Publications

Product Description: 

A chance meeting leading to a lasting love?

Sam Rhodes swore he had his life sorted out. He loves his job at the Gates Mills Police Department and his dating life—all the guys he wants as long as he keeps things quiet. But a chance meeting at the library has him rethinking everything he knows. Can this seasoned officer accept what he never knew he wanted, especially if the love of his life could be a woman?

Emma Haeferle’s plans for the day included shelving books at the Gates Mills library, hanging out with her friend and avoiding the leering glances from her boss. When she locks gazes with the handsome bald man across the second floor of the library, all bets are off. She longs to wrap herself in his muscle-bound arms, but can a chance encounter really be simply the best?

Anything is possible when you only accept the best.

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“You’re too good to be true.” She opened the driver’s side door. “I don’t know whether to believe you or go with my gut.”

A test? Let her test him. He’d do whatever she needed to feel safe. “What does your gut say?”

“You’ve probably got at least one person on the side and this isn’t going to last.”

Shit. “I don’t have anyone on the side.” He rested his forehead on hers. “Let me take you out. Tomorrow or Saturday? I’m off this week and next so whenever you want, I’m yours.”

“My brother’s racing over at the speedway in Lindale tomorrow. I’m sure we can get into the pits.” She half-laughed. “Wow. What an ice breaker. Come to the race and meet my family.  Just forget—”

“Perfect.” Sam kissed her again, stopping her protest. “I’ll pick you up and we can rock that speedway.” He’d wait as long as she asked. “I’d like to meet your family.”

“Now I know you’re full of it.” She stood on her tiptoes and kissed him. Emma swiped her tongue along his bottom lip. When she backed away, blush spread across her cheeks. “How about we end this night right here?”

“You got it. Good night, sweetheart.” Sam closed her car door and watched her drive away. A piece of his heart went with her. His phone buzzed in his pocket. A new text. He gritted his teeth. With no family around, the only people texting him were from the police force. He bit back a smile. Quinton Reynolds. The only man he’d risk losing Emma over.

Checking up on you during your vacation. The beat isn’t the same without you. Call if you need anything.

Yeah, he needed something, but he refused to ask Quint. Not yet at least. He wanted to see where things were going with Emma before he even considered introducing anyone else into the mix.

Sam stared into the blackness of the sky. One of these days he’d figure himself out—who he wanted, what he needed and how to make everything work.

One day.

Sunday Snog ~ #SundaySnog


It’s time for the Sunday Snog. One of my latest releases is You Belong to Me. This is a re-release, but it’s been edited and enhanced for this edition. Check out the white hot kiss!!!

You Belong to Mems_youbelongtome

Battle Scarred, Book 3

Megan Slayer

Contemporary, Paranormal

M/F, M/M, M/F/M, Ménage, M/M/F, Anal Sex


Available from Loose Id


The vampire and wolf shifter will protect Ava with their lives—because they belong together as deemed by the Sources. Will their blossoming love wither before they get a chance to stoke the flames, or will it be strong enough to overcome their problems?


The world can crumble around us, but we’ve always got each other. Always.

Ava Grant learned the hard way not to trust anyone. Trust equaled opening up to another person and allowing herself to be hurt. She’s done with pain—until she’s summoned by the Sources. Her world is thrown into upheaval. Two men can help her, if she’s willing to let them in. Will she able to open her heart to a vampire and a wolf shifter?

Joachim Stokes and Padraig O’Malley are the best of friends. The attraction between them is palpable, but there’s something missing. When they are tasked with protecting Ava, they realize they’d found what they’ve been missing—her. A bond forms between the three, but some bonds are meant to be broken. With the war heating up, her past won’t stay hidden forever.

Will their blossoming love wither before they get a chance to stoke the flames, or will it be strong enough to overcome their problems?

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Now for that kiss!!

Copyright ©March 2016 by Megan Slayer

Joachim stopped moving. The muscle in his jaw tightened. “I didn’t think I was capable of attracting anyone until I met you. You weren’t scared of me and you’re hot. I— I thought I’d…I don’t know.”

“You thought you’d like to give me a try?” Padraig asked. He stood. “Come here.”

“Eventually,” Joachim murmured. He stared up into Padraig’s eyes. “I’m with you.”

Padraig tugged Joachim into his arms and they both tumbled to the bed with Joachim on top of him. “You wanted to try with me when you found the courage?” He tipped his head, his lips a whisper away from Joachim’s. The shifter’s breath warmed his cheeks. Padraig noticed the deep blue flecks in Joachim’s eyes. A man could get lost in those eyes.

“Yeah. I want to give you a try.” Joachim inched closer and licked his lips. He smoothed his hands along Padraig’s forearms. The spark between them damn near caught fire.

“I’m right here,” Padraig said, but he didn’t give Joachim a chance to answer. Instead, he captured Joachim’s mouth in a kiss. The moment their lips touched, Joachim’s gritty sweetness exploded on Padraig’s tongue. He threaded his arms around the shifter’s neck, tugging him tight to his body. His cock twitched within his jeans and rubbed against the growing bulge in Joachim’s pants. He greedily swallowed Joachim’s moan.

Joachim broke the connection first and blew out a long breath. “You’re dangerous.”

“How’s that?” He toyed with the hairs at the base of Joachim’s skull.

“I could get real used to kissing you.” Joachim smiled and flattened his palm on Padraig’s chest. “But the war would still go on, and Kynan would probably get pissed that we skipped out.”

“I’d say he’d understand.”

“What about Ava?” Joachim bumped noses with Padraig. “She’s the wild card, isn’t she?”

Padraig shrugged. “She can watch or join in. I don’t care.” He loved the way they moved in time together and wished he hadn’t waited to so long to kiss Joachim.

“You’re nuts—but I like it. Think we can try kissing again?”

“You bet.”

Sunday Snog ~ Honey and Decadence by Wendi Zwaduk

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‘Honey and Decadence’ by Wendi Zwaduk 2394-180x288

In the Whip It Up Anthology


Contemporary, M/F, Anal Sex, BDSM, Food Play, Fetish, Novella

All work and no play makes life boring…unless there’s a dollop of whipped cream and a studded paddle involved. Then it’s all fun.

Roxy loves her job at the Delight Tonight restaurant, but she longs for more. She’d rather find employment using her accounting skills. Her boss, Sean, has mentioned he’s interested in bringing her on as an accountant. Can she keep her wits about her or will she cave in to the blossoming feelings she has for him?

Sean doesn’t date his staff…ever. Except, Roxy makes him rethink his rules. She’s curvy, sexy and one of the few people he trusts. When he’s given the birthday surprise of his life, he knows he wants Roxy in every way.

Will getting her into his bed translate into a love to last forever, or a lust and chocolate-filled disaster?

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And now for that Snog!!!!

“So pretty.” He sat on the chair, then leaned over her and sucked one of the cherries into his mouth. She closed her eyes and her lips parted farther. The Nyotaimori girls weren’t supposed to react to the patrons—not in a traditional setting. But this, this was not traditional by a long shot. Sean dipped his finger in the whipped cream then drew a heart on her sternum.

Her cheeks flooded with color and she whimpered.

“Talk to me, Roxy.” He dragged the other cherry in the fluffy white cream, then dangled it over her mouth. “First, take a bite.”

She curled her tongue around the cherry before pulling the fruit from the stem. Her brown eyes glittered and she moaned.

“So sexy.” He hooked his finger in the cake, then smeared frosting on her belly. The contrast of the perky blue frosting and her pale skin turned him on. He swiped his tongue through the sugary concoction, cleaning her up. His cock thickened and the blood rushed through his body. If they were in his bedroom, he’d do so much more with her. So much more.

“Don’t stop,” Roxy panted. She arched her back, offering herself to him. “Please?”

Oh hell yes, he’d take things further. He scooted to the head of the table and cupped her jaw in his hand. The sugary confection on his fingers smudged on her cheek. Time to tell her about their shared past and how much he wanted to give their future a try.

“You’re not wearing your red velvet mask.” He pressed a kiss to her lips, then licked her bottom lip. “It’s sexy as hell, but I like you better without it.”

“You remembered,” she whispered.

“I couldn’t forget.” He kissed her again, this time taking total control of the connection. He tangled their tongues and learned her taste. When she moaned, he slid one arm behind her neck. “I want to play with you. More than anything we could do at Push and so much hotter.”

Her chest heaved. “Play?” The corner of her mouth curled. “I’d love to be yours for the night.”

Sunday Snog ~


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This week, I wanted to focus on the start of the Trust Series… it’s really the second story time wise, but I wrote it first. Here’s my first novella with Raylan and Chase. Enjoy the snog!!

Believe believe

A Trust novella

Megan Slayer

Liquid Silver Books


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


Long distance relationships are never easy, especially at Christmas time. But if Raylan and Chase can learn to trust each other and believe in the power of love, they’ll not only get their Christmas wish this year, but for all the Christmases to come!

Raylan believed himself unworthy of love until he met Chase. Chase brought out Raylan’s natural need to control and the power to force submission. But time and distance make having a relationship hard. Can Raylan prove to Chase they have what it takes for love to last through this Christmas and every other Christmas for the rest of their lives?

Chase found the muse for his songs in Raylan. Each time they touch, kiss, make love, music fills his soul. But working odd gigs to make ends meet while Raylan photographs rock and roll royalty isn’t beneficial to Chase’s creativity. Can he convince Raylan they’re better off together than apart?

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And now for that Snog!!!

©Megan Slayer, 2011, All Rights Reserved

Chase folded his arms. The tree wasn’t exactly full or decorated very well. A professional would more than likely faint if they saw the crinkled limbs and snarled needles on the second-hand tree. The sad strand of twinkle lights engulfed the two-foot fake pine. The star caused the tree to bow to the right, and the two ornaments didn’t fit on the miniscule branches. Adding candy canes would probably send it the rest of the way over. He cocked his head.

“Raylan?” Raylan eased up behind him, wrapping his arms around Chase and nudging Chase’s ass with his cock. “It’s cute. Not quite what’s expected and a little lopsided, but who needs stale perfection when originality is so much better? I love it. Besides, our originality could be the next big thing in holiday décor. You never know.”

“I don’t know if I want to share.” Chase rested his head on Raylan’s shoulder. “I’ve missed you.”

“Mmm,” Raylan murmured and licked a path of fire along Chase’s neck. “I couldn’t wait to get home. Christmas isn’t any fun alone.”

Groaning, Chase ground his ass into Raylan’s erection. His loins ached. He needed to feel Raylan’s tenderly tough touch. As punishment? Not in the truest sense. He needed to feel wanted and sexy. He turned around in Raylan’s embrace and worked the row of buttons bisecting Raylan’s dress shirt.

“Let me take care of you.” Chase sank to his knees and stared up at Raylan. “Let me remind you what’s here at home.” Chase folded his hands behind his back, waiting for Raylan’s permission to take the initiative. When he felt the touch of a warm hand on his head, Chase took a deep breath, drawing in Raylan’s scent as he kissed Raylan’s cock through his jeans. The motion felt dirty and out of his element and completely sexy. “Merry Christmas to me,” he groaned and flicked his tongue over the blunt end of Raylan’s prick.

“Oh Chase.” Raylan forked his fingers into Chase’s short hair, tugging the strands. He moaned, and his hips bucked. Almost as soon as the action started, Raylan stopped. “Stop.”

Chase froze. Stop? Huh? He didn’t look up at Raylan, rather he stared at Raylan’s jean-clad cock. A shiver cut right through him. Something…something wasn’t right.

Raylan tugged Chase’s head back gently and forced Chase to look him in the eye. The pregnant pause as Raylan considered Chase took the breath from Chase’s chest. Fire flickered in Raylan’s eyes.

“Naked. Now.”