Snogs in the Snow ~ #Blissemas ~ Christmas in Cedarwood by @meganslayer #kissinthesnow #gayromance

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It’s time for the snogs in the snow!! Keep reading because there is a chance at the end of the post is the opportunity to win an ebook from me!!

Find the other Snogs in the Snow right here: http://blissemas.co.uk/

My snog is from my Christmas story, Christmas in Cedarwood. I love this story and the characters. Getting to visit with Colt and Ashley again was fun.

Christmas in Cedarwood by Megan Slayer MS_SFS_ChristmasinCedarwood

with Bonus Story ~ Single in Springdale

A Single Father Society novella

from Loose Id Publishing

Contemporary, Holiday, M/M, Anal Sex, masturbation, May/December Romance

Available in December

 

Christmas in Cedarwood
Two men, one kid, and the frayed nerves that come with the holidays… Can they make it through to Christmas without a blow-up?

Colt Harrison knew when he met Ashley Willis that he’d found the one man for him. He loves Ashley’s son, Wyatt, as if he were his own. But the stress of living together, compounded with buying a home and adopting pets, has worn him down…not to mention the aggravation that comes with the diner he owns. He wants to make Christmas special for his family, but how can they have a great holiday when Colt’s never home?

Ashley’s got a two-week vacation from his job at the elementary school teaching art. All he wants is time with Colt and Wyatt. He loves Colt, but not the long hours spent at the diner, especially around the holidays. Can he be honest about what he wants from Colt and keep the man he loves?

Anything is possible if they embrace the magic of Christmas.

Bonus story included! 

Single in Springdale
Can two lonely hearts find their way to each other despite the odds?
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Dr. Isaac McLean knows he’s not supposed to lust after a patient, but there’s something about Len Connor that he can’t forget. His laugh? His strong will? His sexy body. But will Len want to be with his former doctor?

Len Connor wasn’t looking to get back into the dating scene, but a chance meeting with Isaac at the animal shelter has him thinking otherwise. Isaac is sweet, funny and oh, so handsome. But he’s also at least twenty years younger than Len. Will this cougar get his cub and have a happy ending? Or will the relationship fall apart before it gets started?

Get your copy at any of these etailers:

http://www.loose-id.com/christmas-in-cedarwood.html

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B077Y2RTNS/

https://books2read.com/u/m0xdZA

Now for that snog!!

©Megan Slayer 2017, All Rights Reserved

Colt sipped his wine and stared at the tree. The warm light from the tiny bulbs cast a soft glow across the room. He wished the snow were falling.

“You picked out a pretty tree.” Ashley bumped shoulders with Colt. “I love it.”

“I like the one you selected too.” He draped his arm around Ashley. “It’ll be even better once we decorate it.” He paused. “Come upstairs with me.”

“You haven’t finished your wine.” Ashley gulped his. “I can’t waste it.”

Colt finished the rest of his, then placed the glass on the end table. “Now?”

“Okay.” Ashley scooped up both glasses. “You know better than to leave these out. If the dogs don’t knock them over, Wyatt will.” He carried the stemware to the kitchen, then stopped in the doorway. “Now I’m ready.”

Colt waited until he and Ashley were upstairs and the door to the bedroom closed before he spoke…just in case Wyatt wasn’t totally asleep. “I’ve wanted this all day.”

“Have you?” Ashley kissed him. “I have too.” He feathered his lips across Colt’s. “I loved the surprise. It almost makes up for missing you.”

“I know and I’m sorry.” He unbuttoned Ashley’s pants. “I wish I didn’t have to be away so much.” He pushed the denim down Ashley’s thighs. His underwear went with the tight jeans, exposing Ashley’s cock.

“But you are.” Ashley swayed with Colt and rubbed his newly freed dick against the bulge in Colt’s pants.

Colt held Ashley tightly and mashed his mouth on Ashley’s, then swallowed his moan. Ashley shoved Colt’s shirt out of the way and scraped his nails over Colt’s chest. The sting ricocheted within Colt.

“Ash,” Colt murmured.

“Yeah?”

“Want to be inside you.”

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Smut: Restrained ~Blog Hop featuring ~ Raining Men by @MeganSlayer #bondage #mm #Smut #Restrained

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Find all of the other Smutty Fun right here: http://victoriablisse.co.uk/blog/sign-up-for-smutrestrained-blog-hop-23rd-27th-january-talksmut-erotica-bondage

I’m joining in on the fun with my novella, Raining Men. Check out these hot guys at the club and the different ways they pleasure and restrain each other. Not to be missed.

Comment on the fun. Why? If you do, you’re entered to win a autographed swag pack featuring one of the handcuff necklaces made by me!!! Comment with your name, email and your favorite bdsm sub-genre – like cuffs, rope bondage or anything within reason! 🙂 Contest runs from January 23rd through the 27th!

Enjoy!

Raining Men Raining Men

Club Desire book 8

Contemporary

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

Novella

Resplendence Publishing

 

Sparks fly in the midst of a glitter rain.

Tyrone Zade fell for his Dom the first time they were together. He knew Sir was the only one for him. He needs the spanking and domination to level himself out. He knows his heart and what he desires. When he visits Raining Men night and sees Leo in the glitter shower, he can’t hold back. But can this baseball player who isn’t out yet, be true to himself and the game he loves?

Leo never planned to settle down. Hell, he never planned on taking on a permanent sub. He lives his life freely and doesn’t report to anyone. But he’s lying to himself. He’s seen the other Doms pairing up as well as others finding love at Club Desire and when he’s with Ty, his life balances out. Can he accept the sub he needs and the life he wants, or will he allow fear to win and push Ty away?

Anything can happen when it’s raining men.

An AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller

Available where ebooks are sold: https://books2read.com/u/bw8ABO or at

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Now for that excerpt!!!

©MeganSlayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved

“Your hands on me, Sir. I want the pain and the pleasure.” Ty groaned. “I want everything.”

“Then that’s what you’ll get.” Leo strode over to his wall of toys and selected a few items then set out the jar of lotion for afterward. He stuffed a condom into his pocket, as well. He tucked the paddle into his back pocket and held the crop in his left hand.

“Sir?” Ty glanced over his shoulder. “Sir?”

“Right here.” Leo flexed his hand then dragged his fingernails down Ty’s back. Red lines formed on Ty’s skin. A rumble came from deep within Ty. The noise pleased Leo. He caressed his palm over Ty’s ass then slapped hard. The sound echoed in the room.

“Thank you, Sir. May I have another?” Ty asked. He sucked in a ragged breath. “I deserve another.”

“You do?” He didn’t give Ty a chance to think about it. Instead, be brought his hand down on Ty’s ass, sprinkling Ty with spankings on both cheeks. His skin burned red and Ty tensed with each attack.

“Oh God, Sir. Yes. Thank you.” He balled his hands. “More.”

“Not yet.” Leo smoothed his palm over Ty’s ass once again.

Perspiration shimmered on Ty’s back. Leo kissed Ty’s shoulder. He needed more connection with Ty. Love bubbled in his heart, and power radiated through him. He might be dominating Ty, but Ty held Leo’s soul in both hands.

“Thank you, Sir.” Ty shivered.

“I’m not done.” He switched from his hand to the crop and peppered Ty’s ass with blows. He hit hard enough to redden Ty’s skin, but not enough to leave lasting marks. Ty yelped and jerked against the restraints but didn’t use his safe word. He writhed then arched his back and shoved out his ass.

“More?” Leo twirled the crop in his fingers. “Tell me.”

“Yes, please? Sir. Thank you.” Ty held onto the planks of the cross. He panted, and the muscles in his back twitched. “Sir.”

“Good boy. You’re pleasing me.” He swatted Ty with the crop four more times then smoothed the leather over Ty’s abused skin. “Let it out. Tell me.”

“Nothing hurts, Sir. It’s all pleasure.” Ty shuddered. “Fuck, Sir.”

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.

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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?

Available in February from Totally Bound:

https://www.totallybound.com/book/my-favorite-mistake

Available from Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/my-favorite-mistake-15

Amazon/Kindle: https://www.amazon.com/My-Favorite-Mistake-Wendi-Zwaduk-ebook/dp/B01MSTLUSB/ref=sr_1_fkmr0_2?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1484006559&sr=1-2-fkmr0&keywords=saturday+night+special+wendi+zwaduk

amazon print: https://www.amazon.com/My-Favorite-Mistake-Wendi-Zwaduk/dp/1786861070/ref=sr_1_fkmr0_3?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1484006559&sr=1-3-fkmr0&keywords=saturday+night+special+wendi+zwaduk

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

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

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Find the other snogs right here: http://victoriablisse.co.uk/blog/sunday-snog/

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

Contemporary

Novella

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.

Available from Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/dp/B01M9ADBB5?ref_=pe_2427780_160035660

 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.

Why Manchester with Victoria Blisse!

When I was thinking of a story to submit for Smut in the City I knew I would write about Manchester.
It’s my home city, I’ve lived within easy reach of it for the great majority of my life and it’s probably
the urban area I know the best.

The problem then became where in the city to focus on. I did wonder about having my characters
get up to naughty things at Old Trafford, the home of the Mighty Manchester United, the best
football team in the world (yes, I am biased) but then I got bogged down in the practicalities of that.

So I went for a mental tour of Manchester and tried to find the perfect setting. I wanted somewhere
recognisable, a little unusual and very Mancunian. I finally settled on a landmark I see every time
I visit Manchester, the water feature in Piccadilly Gardens. It just proves that nothing is safe from
this erotica writer’s dirty mind! Here’s a fountain based excerpt from my story, Mad Fer it in
Manchester.

We munch on in silence and watch the kids hurtling through the water.
“I don’t know how they do it,” I laugh, “that water must be freezing.”
“Oh,it looks fun to me.” Stuart grins, “and I’m so hot in this damn suit.”
“Yes you are,” I reply without thinking and his smile expands to cover his whole face.
I try to find some way of covering up my little slip. “So go on then, I dare you to stand on
there with the kiddies.”
“I bet you I can do it and not get wet.”
“How much?”
“Winner gets a kiss.”
Now that sounds like a win-win situation to me.
“You’re on!” I settle back in the grass. He jumps up, pulls off his jacket and drops
it to the floor beside me. It smells of him, spicy and fresh. I resist the urge to run the heavy
material against my cheek. I carry on watching him and yes, he’s doing it. He’s standing in
the middle of the fountain. It’s completely dry now but you know it’s going to spurt soon.
The little kids are laughing nervously, anticipating the cooling jets that will explode beneath
them at any minute. I hold my breath. Will he get wet?
“Ha, see!” He taunts as the water shoots up a metre or so away from him, “told, you.”
I’m just about to respond when a spout of water comes to my rescue and squirts up
directly beside him, showering him in ice cold water.
“You were saying?” I clap my hands in delight.
He just laughs and wipes his wet hair from his eyes. His white shirt is clinging to his
chest now and I can see the outline of his nipples and the dip of his bellybutton.
“Come on in, Lauren, the water is fine.”
“No, we need to go get you dry.” I look at my watch. “We’ve only got twenty
minutes.”
“Okay, bring me my jacket.”
I stand and walk towards the fountain. He’s perched on the edge and holds out his
hand. I pass him the jacket but he grabs hold of me and pulls me towards him. I follow him
with a yell, leaping up the step and onto the wet marble top.
“What are you doing?” I squeal, “I’ll get soaked.”
“That’s what I am hoping for.” He spins me round right into the path of one of the
jets. I scream as the ice cold water soaks through my skirt and my blouse and hits my heated
cheeks. It’s cold and all my senses jump alive from the shock.
“You little…” Just in time I realise we’re surrounded by kids so I refrain from calling
him a nasty name. He laughs, grabs me around the waist and pulls me to him.
“I like you wet,” He whispers.

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Victoria Blisse Bio:

Victoria Blisse is a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester United fan and award winning erotica author. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, Smut by the Sea and Smut in the City.

She is equally at home behind a laptop or a cooker and she loves to create stories, poems, cakes and biscuits that make people happy. She was born near Manchester, England and her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories.Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.

Find out more at http://victoriablisse.co.uk or follow and friend Victoria: http://twitter.com/victoriablisse http://facebook.com/victoriablisse

Sunday Snog with Play to Him

Here’s my contribution to the Sunday Snogs!! I’ve been away the last week recharging and just plain taking a break. But fear not! I’m back! My snog comes from Play to Him. I love this story and hope you do, too! And it’s on sale right now!

<blockquote>The key to her freedom is accepting his bonds.  

Rhiannon Dubois set out to find her own path in life—with her music, her career and what she wants in the bedroom. No more giving in to get what she wants. She’s making her own rules.

Except with the billionaire playboy she can’t get out of her mind.

Sebastian Chastain knows Rhiannon better than she knows herself. Despite her best efforts to hide her need for submission behind her independent streak, she blossoms when she relinquishes control. He’s got the tools to jumpstart her career and he’s not stopping until she regains her spot in the limelight.

She puts herself in his masterful hands, but can he also convince her to offer her heart?

Reader Advisory: This story has been previously released as part of the Bound to the Billionaire anthology by Total-E-Bound</blockquote>

Available here!

And now for that snog!!

One more item. If she liked it, he’d be willing to bet the item would become a bestseller. Sebastian had seen the particular apparatus used in one of the clubs he frequented. But his idea made the table better—padded enough to make her comfortable, but with a built-in motor, hinges and removable pieces enough to be a multi-tasker.

He led her across the room to a waist-high table. “Hop up.”

Rhiannon sat on the edge of the leather-covered table and scooted into place on her hands and knees. She spread her hands on the surface and opened her legs, resting her ankles on the stirrups. He fixed the straps around her legs, then clicked a second set of cuffs to the handcuffs on her wrists.

“Do you want to know just what this table will do?”

“Yes, Sir.” She opened her mouth and licked her lips.

“Good Kitten.” He pressed a button, lowering the table top. Her eyes widened, but she didn’t say anything. Sebastian smoothed her hair from her eyes, then stroked himself a couple of times. “Reach for me.”

Rhiannon inched forward as far as the restraints allowed and craned her neck. She flicked her tongue over the head of his cock.

“That’s a good girl.” He moved forward enough for her to engulf him in her sweet heat. She licked his balls then sucked one of his testicles into her mouth. Sensations of love and desire flowed through his veins. He drew a long breath and let it out slowly.

“Enough.” Sebastian withdrew, then shoved down his pants to where they pooled at his feet. He sat down on a chair before her and removed his socks. “You’ve pleased me,” he said, and unbuttoned his shirt, “but I think you need to wait a little longer.”