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Building Bonds (Kiss of Leather) by Morticia Knight: Blog Tour, Excerpt, Review and Giveaway

August 11, 2015 by Denise

Kyle’s a natural sub who builds dungeon furniture, yet has no interest in BDSM. It takes a hunky Dom to show him just what he’s been missing.

After Kyle’s partner of five years leaves him for another man on the night of their housewarming party, the shy early thirties carpenter needs to do a serious reassessment of his life in addition to raising some serious cash. With no one else to help him pay the lease on his Los Angeles condo, he worries how he’ll survive. His best friend sets up a meeting with one of the Doms and partners at Kiss of Leather, a gay BDSM Club being built as a premiere destination for those who want the best of the best.

Master Gavin not only wants the best – he demands it. When he meets Kyle, he assumes that part of the builder’s reticence to share anything personal with him must be due to his experiences with an abusive former Master. Not one to back down from a challenge, Gavin determines to break through the walls surrounding the beautiful man he can’t get out of his mind. He’s certain that once he convinces Kyle to sign an initial contract, Kyle might be the first sub to open up his heart.

Misunderstandings and accusations almost destroy everything between them before it has a chance to begin. However, the true obstacle becomes not only whether Kyle will embrace BDSM as a lifestyle, but whether he can handle a fulltime D/s relationship with a big bad scary Dom who’s as sexy as hell.

Author Name: Morticia Knight

Book Name: Building Bonds (Kiss of Leather 1)

Release Date: August 26, 2015

Pages or Words: 173 pages

Categories: BDSM, M/M Romance, Romance

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“I don’t have to be naked, right? You’re sure I won’t have to be naked?” Kyle sucked in a gulp of air. “Of course, if everyone else is and I’m not…Oh God, they’ll all be staring at me. Maybe I should be naked.”

Gavin stepped from the shower and the sight of his stunning frame with his semi-erect cock swaying, rivulets of water trailing down his beautiful skin over his rock hard abs – it made him want to…

“Kyle. Did you hear what I said?”

“Huh?”

Gavin chuckled then advanced on him. He grabbed Kyle by his nape then pulled him in for a deep kiss. He broke their connection, except he kept his hand circled around Kyle’s neck, holding him there, safe.

“No one expects you to be naked, least of all me. You have a wonderful body that I hope you’ll someday allow others to see, but tonight isn’t about pushing your boundaries.”

“Are you kidding me? They’re not being pushed, they’re being trampled.”

“Kyle. Now would be a good time to remember that you need to address me properly at all times.”

“Oh. Sorry. Are you kidding me, Master?”

Gavin narrowed his eyes at him. “We’ll revisit the tone of your voice later. I don’t want to be late.”

Kyle’s eyes widened. He was such a mass of jangled nerves about going to the dungeon owned and run by Gavin’s friend, he hadn’t noticed how his words might’ve come across.

“I am sorry. I’m just a little freaked out, that’s all.”

Gavin placed another light kiss on his lips. “All right. I’ll let it go this time. I’ll also acknowledge that I might be on the verge of trampling your boundaries. But I think you can handle it and I believe you’ll do very, very well. Focus on your desire to make me proud and let everything else fall away.” Gavin stroked Kyle’s cheek with the back of his hand. “Your safewords always apply, no matter where we are, boy.”

Kyle took in another deep breath. “Okay. Thank you. That helped. I just don’t want to, I mean, of course I want to make you proud, but won’t people be expecting you to have someone more, uh, not only experienced, but either super pretty and twinky or hot and-“

“Stop it. Don’t say another word or there will be a punishment and it’ll involve the cock cage with the penis plug I showed you.”

Oh shit.

“Please. Not that.”

“Then remember how stunning I think you are and how angry it makes me that you would denigrate my beautiful boy.” Gavin pulled him close, nuzzling him behind his ear, placing soft kisses on his skin. “I want only you.”

I had not read a Morticia Knight book before. It had definitely been on my to-do list. However, meeting her and hanging out in Tampa at Rainbow Con made it even more of a “must do” item. So, when I was given the opportunity to read Building Bonds, I was nervous, as well as looking forward to it. I was nervous because when you actually meet and know these people, you want to make sure you love their work for the work, not for the friendship. At the same time, reading the blurb, I could not wait to get my hands on it. So much so that I put down another book that I should have been reading just so I could read this one.

I am so glad I had not a thing to worry about! 🙂

I just adored Kyle from the beginning. As a “natural sub”, who didn’t know he was a sub at all, he really climbed into your heart immediately. He was sweet, shy and only wanted to please all the people in his life. After being trampled over by his previous boyfriend, to say Kyle was nervous about getting into a relationship, especially a D/s one, would be understating it immensely. Kyle was looking forward to finding his way out of the debt his former boyfriend had stuck him with, and not become a full-time submissive to Master Gavin.

Master Gavin, however, had very different plans. Immediately upon meeting Kyle, his thoughts were on taking him on as his submissive, despite not being aware of his lack of training for that role. Master Gavin was able to be patient and understanding as they both worked through Kyle’s shyness, accessed his natural tendency for pleasing others, and conquered Kyle’s self-confidence issues. Master Gavin was the ever-patient Dom to his natural sub.

Finding a good m/m BDSM book can be a challenge sometimes. Some authors might give up the BDSM side for the connection side. While others may want to keep the connection light, and show their knowledge of BDSM. This book hit the high notes of both. The connection between Master Gavin and Kyle was immediate, and Master Gavin continued to build Kyle up, and worked on allowing that connection to grow by pushing Kyle’s boundaries. Meanwhile, the BDSM element was strong, much more from the emotional side, but also from the physical side. It was very obvious during the entire book that Morticia’s knowledge of BDSM is more than what you can get from reading a few good m/m BDSM romance books. Kyle building custom BDSM furniture, the CBT described in detail, use of c*ck cage, etc.

I really enjoyed this book, on many levels, and have already recommended it out. I’m excited to see where this series leads to, and how Morticia will continue on with it. Fantastic job! Four and a half pieces of eye candy.

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Author Morticia Knight spends most of her nights writing about men loving men forever after. If there happens to be some friendly bondage or floggings involved, she doesn’t begrudge her characters whatever their filthy little heart’s desire. Even though she’s been crafting her naughty tales for more years than she’d like to share – her adventures as a published author began in 2011. Once upon a time she was the lead singer in an indie rock band that toured the West Coast and charted on U.S. college radio. She currently resides on the northern Oregon coast and when she’s not fantasizing about hot men she takes walks along the ocean and annoys the local Karaoke bar patrons.

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/authormorticiaknight?fref=nf

Twitter: https://twitter.com/MorticiaKnight

Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25829779-building-bonds

Publisher: Pride Publishing

Cover Artist: Posh Gosh

Tour Dates & Stops: August 11 – 17, 2015

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Silver Linings by Patricia Logan: Blog Tour and Giveaway

June 15, 2015 by Denise

Blurb:

LAPD detective Cassidy Ryan has been living with his Dom, Zachary Teak, for more than two years. Having met when a serial killer targeted gay members of the online BDSM club owned by Zack, the men think they’ve put the past behind them… until another victim turns up.

When Zack receives a threatening note from the killer, the man convicted of the crimes becomes the focus of the investigation. Cassidy and Zack are thrown back into a nightmare and find the wonderful life they’ve built together unravelling.

Letting Cassidy take charge of their lives in order to protect Zack, is a hard thing for the Dom to take but his cop knows the score and protecting Zack is his priority even if that means ruffling the Dom’s feathers.

As the body count rises, the strength of their love will be tested as never before… because every story deserves… a silver lining.

Author Name: Patricia Logan
Book Name: Silver Linings
Release Date: June 11, 20115
Pages or Words: 66,890 words
Categories: BDSM, Contemporary, Gay Fiction, M/M Romance, Thriller, Erotica
Cover Artist: AJ Corza
Publisher: Westburg Publishing

Excerpt:

“How do you want me to take you, Cassidy?” Zack asked between bites.

Cassidy looked over at his Dom, just a little surprised. “You’re asking me?”

Zack smiled at him and he could see the lust glittering in the dark orbs. “Yes. Sometimes… but don’t make a big deal out of it, Cass. It won’t be happening every time.”

Cassidy had somehow expected that answer and the growl in Zack’s voice was such a turn-on, he felt his cock begin to swell as he stared at him. Jesus, I’m the luckiest bastard on the planet. Cassidy knew how damned lucky he was to have found a man whom he could call soul mate. So few people ever did but he knew he had… every single goddamned time he looked at him.

“If that’s the case, Zack. I want my Dom in our bed tonight. I want you hot, hard, demanding… I want you to hold me down. I… I… may fight you, Sir…”

“You want me to work out your aggression?” Zack’s face was very serious.

Cassidy could see the Dominant rise to the surface in two point two seconds. He knew Zack loved seeing him capitulate to his demands and even more importantly, he loved doing just that.

“Yeah. The way I feel right now, Zack…”

“You want to hurt someone, don’t you?” Zack asked, though it wasn’t really a question. He’d nailed it.

“Yeah.”

Zack pushed his empty plate back and stood up, holding out his hand. “Come, boy. Let your Dom take care of that.”

Sales Link: http://amzn.to/1BaEu1v

About the author:

Red-headed maven of malevolence Patricia Logan resides in Los Angeles, California, but can be found at any given late hour in a playroom in Texas watching her boys playing in the nude… always with each other. Patricia channels gay erotic novels through her computer via black magic (and a dictionary) with a touch of BDSM while eating a BLT. She longs to tie you up and make you suffer through her writing. Haha

Where to find the author:

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Author website: http://authorpatricialogan.com/

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15-Jun

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16-Jun

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17-Jun

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Blog Tour, R-Rated Excerpt, Review and TWO Giveaways: Tricking Chase by Jessie G

May 28, 2015 by Denise

Synopsis:

As Sergeant At Arms for Devils Pride MC, Tyler “Trick”
Malone’s take no prisoners reputation make him one of the most feared and
respected members of the club.

Unbeknownst to the MC, Trick indulges his most
dangerous secret, traveling out of state twice a year to trade his cut for the
whip he expertly wields at a gay dungeon.

Trick’s well organized life takes a turn when he saves bar
back, and terrified submissive, Chase Ward in a Georgia dungeon. With his
protector and dungeon owner dead, Chase is no longer safe in the place he once
called home. With the new dungeon owners circling like sharks, he desperately
begs for sanctuary in the arms of his savior.

A year later, the MC is still none the wiser that Trick’s
houseboy is anything more than a grateful servant. Chase knows, if the club
finds out their secret, they will kill Trick—the man he’s come to rely on for
everything from the food he eats to the pleasure he feels to the security he
craves. Even when gratitude turns to love, Chase never expects reciprocation
from his ruthless Master. After all, the only way for them to survive is if
Trick remains the heartless bastard the MC knows.

Trick is positive he has it under control and having Chase
around has definitely made his life easier. There doesn’t seem to be any harm
in letting Chase take a part-time job at Velvet Ropes, especially after meeting
privately with the owners. That is until a bomb explodes at the club, leaving
Chase fighting for his life and forcing Trick to face his long hidden feelings.

Even if Chase survives, that bomb has done more than rock
the foundation of the popular leather club. It’s blown Trick and Chase’s
well-guarded secret out of hiding, putting their lifestyle and their lives at
risk. Now there is only one thing Trick needs to do before the club gets them
and that’s to get revenge on the person who dared to hurt his precious boy.

Authors Note: Tricking Chase is a direct spin-off of The
Protector, which is book 3 in my Sizzling Miami series. Though I tried to
provide enough details that it isn’t necessary to have read that book, I cannot
really call this a standalone.

Warning: Tricking Chase contains an established D/s
relationship, hot guys on motorcycles, an undercover DEA agent named Snake, and
a few visits from fan favorite Sizzling Miami characters.

Author
Name: Jessie G
Book Name: Tricking Chase
Series: Devils Pride MC, Book 1
Release Date: May 8, 2015
Pages or Words: 97,383 words
Categories: Contemporary, Gay Fiction, Romance, Biker, BDSM
Publisher: Jessie G Books, Inc.
Cover Artist: Andrew Reyna, Dynamic Craft Studios (http://www.dynamiccraftstudios.com)

Purchase Link:
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Denise’s Review:

Tricking Chase is the first book in Jessie G’s spin off MC series. Although considered stand alone, I think the reader would appreciate this story even more by having read all the books in the Sizzling Miami series, first.

One of the things I loved about this book is that it didn’t just cross over characters, but time and place as well. That is such a challenging thing for an author to do, to have the same event in two different books from more than one POV. Props to Jessie for this. She wrote that so well for this book as well as The Protector. Keeping everything from a couple dozen characters to the timing of when events happened, and crossing them between books makes it more engaging to the long term reader.

Another great aspect of this book, is that Jessie knew to add a glossary of sorts at the beginning, for those that are not familiar with the real life lingo of motorcycle clubs. It helped immensely with the reading, as you weren’t pulled out of the story by trying to guess what a “cut” or “church” were.

Chase and Ty “Trick” were introduced in the Sizzling Miami series, but with their story you were able to see what drove these men. Chase with no real family, and a previous Dom who was neglectful needed structure and someone who could appreciate his loving nature. Meanwhile, though Ty had a purposeful goal with being in the MC, he could not deny his need for Chase. A match made to last.

These two interacted so well as a couple. Focusing their lives on each other, and how to find Ty’s sister, they connected with people, coming to need their assistance, as much as their companionship. Ty, not wanting any of the “F” words, such as family and friends began to connect to those around him, not just Chase, helping the reader to see inside him so much more. He wasn’t just about keeping Chase safe, and finding his sister, but also found himself helping where he was needed, despite wanting to keep out of it. I will admit that sometimes my mind had to stop and take assessment of where everyone was at, and what was going on, since it is all a very complex timeline.

Ty and Chase found the right place for their own love, and it really shone through in the writing by Jessie. They didn’t need to follow the “correct” BDSM rules. Chase called Ty by his name outside the bedroom, and was able to voice his needs and wants with clarity. Ty meanwhile respected Chase’s opinions and gut reactions in the situations they were in. Their relationship was not what is typically portrayed as a BDSM relationship in books. It was their own relationship, one they created, and they maintained in the way that was best for them. I loved that! It showed such respect for the characters and where they were in their lives. On top of it, Ty’s respect for Chase’s eyes and how others reacted to them, it was just so touching!

Of course, these two men work their tails off for their happy ending, and I will say it was a surprise ending for those two characters. They were blown away by how their world was about to change,

Getting to catch up with the characters from Sizzling Miami was fantastic. We saw the progress of Javier in his new triad relationship, and get to look forward to further updates on Saul, Kyle and Javi, as well as a second book.

I’m looking forward to Snake’s book next year…which you can see below is with “Top Secret” (evil eye to Jessie), but next up is the book for the four men of the halfway house. That should be an interesting story to find out what drives these men.

Jessie has created a complete world for all these men, from locations, to secondary characters to her villians. And I am enjoying stepping into it for the times that she has given us to read about. Looking forward to so much more. See below for all her books, past, present and future.

4.5 pieces of eye candy from this girl!

R-Rated Excerpt

Somewhere below, the doorbell rang and Ty sighed. Chase leaned in and licked his mouth, hoping to savor this moment for as long as possible. “Your gentle kisses always make me want more.”Ty laughed at him. “Is there anything that doesn’t make you want more?”

“Of you? No.” Wanting was a constant state for him. When he was alone all he did was think about what they did together and when they were together all he wanted was to be as close as possible. If he was expected to go downstairs and show some restraint for Clay’s friends, he wanted more of this moment. “Perhaps a little spanking before I put my suit on?”

“You’re incorrigible.” Ty’s grin said he’d like nothing more than to bend Chase over the nearest surface and deliver a good hard spanking followed by a good hard pounding. He was totally on board with both ideas.

Without shame, he pushed his erection against Ty’s denim covered one and whispered, “Isn’t that what you like most about me?”

“It’s definitely one of your charms,” Ty mused, gripping his hips and taking his teasing nudge up to a full on grind. He was so close and the rough fabric on his bare skin felt amazing. All he needed was a minute, maybe less.

The heavy knock was like a bucket of ice and he couldn’t hold back the disappointed curse if he tried. Ty held him firm and continued the steady grind as if someone wasn’t trying to interrupt them. Just knowing that someone stood on the other side of the door while Ty worked to get them off drove him right back to the edge. Another knock had him groaning loudly.

“Seriously!” Clay demanded through the door.One hand slid over his ass, grabbing Chase roughly and that was all it took for both of them. He cried out and that hand squeezed painfully, drawing out his orgasm until he was dizzy with it. Gasping for breath, he caught Ty’s evil smirk and laughed.

Still holding him close, Ty reached over and opened the door. Clay’s hostile glare made him laugh again. “Dress your boy, the party is starting without you.”

Ty snatched his swimsuit from Clay’s hand and pointed out, “We were having our own party up here until you interrupted us.”

“Yeah, yeah, there’s plenty of time for that later.”

“You’re getting real boring in your old age.” Before Clay could answer, Ty closed the door in his face. Chase took his suit and tugged Ty toward the adjoining bathroom, feeling lighter than he had in a long time.

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Author Bio:

“Wearer
of Many Hats” is a title that was given to Jessie by a former employer
some twenty years ago. This dubious distinction, along with the job description
“everything is her fault”, came after she fixed an electrical
problem—during her interview—that the office had been having for years. After
that, if anything went wrong, her coworkers immediately declared it her fault
so she’d have to fix it. This position of importance inspired the owner to
convert a closet into an office, thereby providing her coworkers endless
opportunities to refer to her as “the girl in the closet.”

Today she is
still the “Wearer of Many Hats” and her family has readily jumped on the
“everything is her fault” bandwagon. Most mornings start at 5am, where she
stumbles into her home office (which is step or two up from a closet) to tackle
her personal email, watch gay porn and satisfy her Trivia Crack addiction. By
six, she’s caffeinated and ready to take on the world. Wearing her favorite red
power nightgown, she expertly designs websites, provides SEO and social media
services, freelances as a bookkeeper, cooks, cleans and writes.

Writing has
been the elusive, life-long goal that seemed to be getting further away as the
years went by. It took 30+ years to achieve, but she’s decided that timing is
everything. The world wasn’t ready for m/m romance back then, and now that it
is, the girl in the closet has finally found her writing home.

Jessie is a
firm believer in marriage equality, love at first sight, power dynamics and
happily ever after. She’s a lover of strong secondary characters and series
filled with families, biological or chosen. All are themes you’ll find
throughout her books.

Contact Links:

Website: http://www.jessiegbooks.com

Email: jessie@jessiegbooks.com

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TCO Exclusive Mini-Story: The Sergeant by Christa Tomlinson

May 15, 2015 by Denise

Thank you to Christa Tomlinson for this special short story!

She wrote this based on Denise’s prompt asking for a story where Clay is allowed to “take control”, to celebrate their anniversary (and to celebrate the 1 year anniversary of The Sergeant publication date). Christa knows that Denise LOVES these boys, so without further ado…please check out this lovely story.

And if you haven’t read The Sergeant, it is currently on sale for 99 cents.

Purchase Link:

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For
One Night Only

A Logan & Clay Mini-Story

This
is a work of fiction, written by Christa Tomlinson and protected under US
copyright laws. It may not be reproduced, copied, or published without the
express written permission of Christa Tomlinson.

Logan lay back in his big bed. His
submissive, Clay, lay across his chest. Logan gently brushed his fingers
through the silky, dark curls of Clay’s hair as they both caught their breath.
They’d been together for nearly seven months now. But their love for one another
hadn’t faded and neither had their passion. Logan looked down as Clay propped
himself up to look at him. The beautiful flush had faded from his face, but his
blue eyes were still soft, his lids still low.

“Do you think we’ll still be this
rambunctious in bed when we’re old?”

Logan arched a brow. “We’ve only
been together for seven months and you’re talking about us being old? I’m still
in my prime.” Clay dug an elbow into his ribs, making him wince. “Ow!”

“Sorry,” Clay said. But the sparkle
in his eyes made it clear he wasn’t really. “You know what I mean. Do old
people still play? Or will we start having vanilla sex all the time?”

Logan laughed. “Would that bother
you?”

Clay’s eyebrows shot up. “Now that
you’ve shown me sprinkles, caramel and whipped cream? Hell yeah it would.”

Logan laughed again. “There are
plenty of D/s couples who play well into their golden years. I’m sure we’ll be
just the same.”

“Good.” He closed his eyes for a
second, taking in a deep breath. Then his eyes popped back open. “Don’t go
getting any ideas with the ice cream. I’m not really into foodplay.”

“Is that right? You didn’t seem to
mind the last time I ate ice cream off of you.”

Clay’s
body warmed as he thought back to that night. He and Logan had shared a
bowl of cookies and cream ice cream, while Logan told him how attractive he
found him and how much he loved him. The sex they’d had after had been so sweet
and warm. He squirmed a bit now to think of it. Clay looked up to see Logan
smiling at him. “Well maybe I can make an exception sometimes.”

Logan’s smile grew. “Of course.”

Hi brain latched onto something
Logan had said earlier. “Did you say we’ve been together for seven months?”

“Yeah. Why?”

“Seven is a lucky number! We should
do something to celebrate.”

“Okay. Like what?”

Clay looked down, tracing a finger
over the crisp, blonde hair on his Dom’s chest as he thought. He thought of how
much he loved when Logan took control of him. Of how close he felt to his Dom when
he let him take over. He wondered if Logan felt the same way he did. He looked
back up at him. “I have an idea.” He stopped, not sure how Logan would feel
about it. After a few moments Logan prompted him.

“Are you going to share your idea
or do I have to guess?”

Clay rolled his eyes. “You might
know a lot of what’s in my head, especially during sex, but you’d never guess
this.”

Logan cocked his head to the side
and stared at him for a long moment. “You want to switch roles.”

Clay’s mouth dropped open. “What
the hell? That’s freaky.”

Logan laughed. “Nothing else would
make you hesitate like that.” He brushed a hand over Clay’s hair, making him
close his eyes and turn into his touch. “Is that what you want?” he asked
softly.

Clay kissed his palm before his
opened his eyes. “Yeah. I love it so much and I feel so damn close to you with
you in control. I’d love for you to experience that.”

“Okay.”

Clay was surprised. “Okay? Just
like that?”

Logan gripped his arms and pulled
him up into a kiss. “You know I love you and I’ll give you whatever you want.”

“Then okay.” Clay gave him another
kiss. “Thank you.”

When he pulled back, Logan gave him
his stern look. “But for one night only.”

“Of course. No way your bossy ass
could give up control for longer than that.” Clay grinned, completely expecting
the smack on the ass Logan gave him.

*****

Clay watched as the uniformed cops
hauled off the woman they’d just apprehended. She’d been sitting in the parking
lot in the back seat of her car. The windows had been down and she’d been
screaming that the overlords wanted her to blow herself up. That had been strange
enough. The gun she’d been waving around as she refused to get out of the car
had brought in SWAT. And the bomb she’d threatened to detonate had brought in
the explosives squad. Thankfully, the situation had been defused without anyone
hurt, and it turned out there was no bomb in or on the car.

Now that the crisis was resolved,
Clay’s attention returned to what he’d been thinking of all week. Being in
control of Logan. They had sex without any D/s elements often. But they’d never
switched roles to where he was the dominant one. He was still surprised that
Logan had agreed to his idea, but he was down for it one hundred percent.

Twenty minutes later, they were in
the Bear, headed back to the station. And Clay was still thinking of tonight.
He knew that he wanted to have their seven month role reversal celebration in
their play room. But he hadn’t decided what he wanted to do once they were in
there. He looked over at Logan and found him watching him with a grin. Clay
narrowed his eyes. He knew Logan knew exactly what he was thinking; he’d been
teasing him all week, asking about his plans. Clay rudely popped his middle
finger up and licked it. Logan burst out laughing. He shook his head and turned
to talk to Jody.

Hector had apparently seen his
gesture. “Geez man. Can’t you wait until you two are snugged up in the supply
closet before you start with the sexy times?”

“Shut up, Hector. That wasn’t
sexual.”

“Whatever, amigo,” Hector said in a
disbelieving tone.

Clay just rolled his eyes at his
teammate before he went back to thinking about just how he planned to take
control of his Dom.

*****

They’d just gotten out of the
shower. They were dry but undressed. Clay stood in front of the dresser, about
to open the drawer for a pair of briefs. Now that the time was approaching, he
was starting to get a little nervous. He was able to take charge out in the
field all the time, but that part of his personality seemed to take a break
whenever he was intimate with Logan. Would he be able to go through with this? He
jumped as Logan came up behind him, wrapping his strong arms around his waist.
He kissed his ear before asking, “Have you decided yet?” Clay nodded. “Yeah. I
want to be in the play room.” He looked up and met Logan’s eyes in the dresser
mirror. “If that’s alright?”

Logan smiled. “Whatever you want.
You’re in charge tonight.”

Clay took a deep breath. “That’s
right. I’m in charge. Let’s go.”

They left the bedroom, walking down
the hall to the playroom Logan had built for them. Clay could feel Logan’s
presence looming behind him. He should have had Logan walk in front, but he
hadn’t been thinking. He was slightly on edge with Logan at his back like he
always was, but he forged ahead, unlocking and opening the door to their
private space. Once inside, Clay headed towards the tall stand where he’d first
been restrained in this room. They were both already naked, so thankfully he
didn’t have to order Logan to strip. He cleared his throat. “I want you here.”

Logan immediately obeyed him,
walking over to stand underneath the solid wood frame. But his gaze was steady
and direct and Clay had to fight not to look down as he usually did. He stepped
closer, their naked bodies brushing together as he fit the restraints around
Logan’s thick wrists. Logan turned his head, nuzzling his neck and kissing him
behind his ear. Clay closed his eyes for a moment, leaning into him. But then
he stepped away. “I didn’t say you could kiss me.”

Logan looked at him. His lids were
low, but his gaze was still as direct as ever. “Sorry,” he said softly.

Clay didn’t say anything to that.
He just worked the pulley system, tugging Logan’s arms up and over his head.
When he was restrained the way he wanted, he ran his eyes over his lover. His
body was so big and strong. Firm with muscle and dusted with golden blonde
hair. And his erection was already full, standing up and slightly away from his
body. Clay bit his lip. He wanted to take him into his mouth but was that the
right thing to do if he was in control? Without realizing it, he looked to
Logan for approval.

“Whatever you want to do to me,” he
answered the unspoken question in a low voice.

Clay lowered himself to his knees.
He stroked his fist over his lover’s cock a few times before he leaned in and
swallowed him down. Logan hissed, his thigh muscles tightening. Clay kept
sucking him, changing the rhythm as he pleased. He went slow, making Logan
groan. Then faster, until his lover was thrusting his hips forward.

Clay took his mouth away. “Don’t
move. Stay still while I suck you.” He cupped the heavy weight of Logan’s
balls, giving them a slight squeeze. “Understand?”

Logan looked down at him, his face
fierce with a tightly clenched jaw. “Understood.”

Clay leaned forward again, lightly
tonguing the tip of the thick, wet cock in front of his face. He played for a
moment, teasing Logan with soft licks all over before groaning and sucking him
back into his mouth. This time he took him slow and deep over and over until he
too was hard, just from tasting his lover and feeling him in his mouth. He
moaned around Logan’s cock, bringing his hands up to stroke the thighs in front
of him. Logan groaned and Clay looked up to see him with his head thrown back,
his arms straining as he pulled at the restraints. Clay watched him, thinking
how gorgeous he was. He started to squirm on his knees and he felt Logan
throbbing in his mouth. Clay realized he needed to stop before he took them
both too far.

He pulled away, resting his
forehead on Logan’s thigh. “Don’t… don’t come yet,” he said between deep gasps
for breath. Clay got to his feet. He stood there in front of Logan wanting to
feel his lover’s arms around him. But he couldn’t because Logan’s arms were
chained over his head. So instead he leaned against him for a moment,
initiating a kiss. He took the lead at first. But as the kiss went on Logan
grew more aggressive, controlling the pace, biting at his lip. Clay moaned,
resting a hand against Logan’s chest. He had to force himself away before he
sunk in to it and let Logan completely take over.

Both of them were breathing hard as
he looked at Logan. He couldn’t move as he stared into his lover’s eyes,
completely forgetting what he wanted to do next. Logan ran his tongue over his
lip and yanked on his restraints. The sound of the chain rattling had him
focusing again. “Sorry. You-.” Clay cut himself off. He was in control, he
didn’t need to apologize. “I’ll be right back.”

He left Logan there while he went
to the cabinet where the whips and other toys were kept. Clay grabbed the
leather covered paddle and a small bottle of lube. He walked back to Logan.

“You’ve spanked me so many times
I’ve lost count.” He kissed him hard, this time pulling away before he could
try and take over. “It always gets me hot, let’s see if it does the same for
you.”

Clay went behind his lover. He
stroked a hand over his ass, teasing him just as Logan always did to him. Then
he pulled his arm back and slapped the paddle right onto his left cheek. Logan
jerked once but showed no other reaction. Clay pulled back again, this time
striking the other cheek. Logan jerked again. A soft sound that seemed to be a
mix of surprise and pain accompanied the movement. Clay smiled. He knew that
feeling. He grew bolder, wielding the paddle faster and harder against the
firm, round ass of his lover. He stopped for a moment to wrap his arms around
Logan’s waist.

“I wanted you to feel this Si –
Logan. Does it feel good?”

“Yeah.”

Logan’s answer was roughly voiced
making Clay smile. He slipped one hand down to Logan’s erection. He wasn’t as
stiff as when he’d been sucking him off so Clay bent down to the bottle of lube
on the floor and poured some of it into his hand. Standing, he gripped Logan’s
cock again, stroking him slow and soft. “Remember, you can’t move,” he
whispered into his ear. A frustrated growl came from Logan but he held still.
Clay grinned. He liked having this power. So he kept pumping him slowly. Logan
didn’t move his hips, but he did start pulling on the restraints. And every
time he did so, Clay swung the paddle, slapping him hard on the ass. Eventually
he let his cock go, stepping back a bit to get a better angle with the leather
paddle.

Clay thought briefly about going to
get another toy from the cabinet. But he figured for his first time out, he’d
better stick with the basics. So he continued to use the paddle. But he changed
the rhythm up, sometimes striking hard and fast, sometimes waiting long periods
between strikes. And sometimes he just rubbed the paddle or his hand over the
warm, red skin of Logan’s ass. Sometimes like now, he pressed in close for
another hug, rubbing his own erection over Logan’s hip and ass while he stroked
his lover’s.

Logan groaned. “You’re very good at
this.”

Clay laughed softly. “I’ve been
taking mental notes.”

He stepped back again, returning to
using the paddle. Logan’s groans came more frequently now. His head was thrown
back and his arms bulged as he put tension on the restrains. Clay heard Logan’s
rough groans. But somehow in his head, they were morphing into his groans from when Logan punished him.
It started to feel weird and wrong to be doing this. He was turned on. But it
wasn’t as intense as it usually was. And it felt … off. Every time he heard the sound of leather meeting flesh, he
expected to feel the sting on his ass. He wanted to be the one feeling the
sweet pain of the paddle. He stopped.

Clay stood there silently for a
moment. He wasn’t sure how to proceed. He felt jittery, and when he reached a
hand out to touch the red skin of Logan’s ass, his hand shook. After a few
moments of him doing nothing, Logan called his name. His voice was softer than
normal but Clay still heard the underlying note of command. He went around to
Logan’s front.

Logan
looked at his sub. He was fine with them switching roles for tonight. But
he could tell that Clay was losing the urge to stay in control. That didn’t
surprise him. Clay wasn’t usually dominant sexually. And to do this – it wasn’t
like flipping a switch. But he wouldn’t say anything until he was one hundred
percent sure Clay wanted to give control back to him. So for now, he just
watched.

Clay
looked at his lover. He’d brought his head back up and he was watching him
closely, like he was studying him. Clay took a deep breath. He desperately
wanted to hear Logan’s deep voice telling him what to do. But that would defeat
the purpose. He could do this.

Clay took three steps forward so
that he was right in front of Logan. He grasped Logan’s cock. It was so thick
and hot in his hand and he immediately started thinking of the way it felt
inside him. Clay moaned, tucking his face into the crook of Logan’s neck. “I’m
sorry. I know I’m supposed to be the one in control. But…” He left the rest of
the sentence unfinished and pressed closer, rubbing his face into the hair on
Logan’s chest, wishing he could wrap his body around him. After a few moments,
Logan turned his head and whispered into his ear.

“Unchain me, Clay.”

Relief immediately swamped him. He
put the handle of the paddle between his teeth. His hands still shaking, he
reached up and released Logan from the restraints. Logan lowered his arms,
rubbing his wrists a few times. Clay took a step back. Logan’s hazel eyes were sharp, his jawline
firm. Clay recognized that look and he knew what it meant. Taking the paddle
out of his mouth, he held it out to him. Logan took it and threw it to the
side. Before he could blink, his Dom had grasped him by a fistful of hair and yanked
him into a rough kiss. Logan’s breath was hot on his face and his teeth were
sharp on his lip and Clay fell against him, fell into the kiss, handing the
reins back to him without hesitation. Logan picked him up and now Clay wrapped
his arms and legs around him like he’d wanted to earlier. Logan walked them
over to the nearest wall, pressing Clay against it to help hold his weight.

“Did you really think you could
control me?”

Clay pushed his hips up, rubbing
his cock against the hard muscles of Logan’s stomach. “I thought … I wanted …
but I need you.” Clay couldn’t get his thoughts in order. But he didn’t have
to.

“You need me in control.” Logan
adjusted their positions and started to bring him down onto his cock. “You need
me inside.”

Clay dug his fingers into Logan’s
back. “Oh, god. Yes. Please.” He closed his eyes, leaning his head back against
the wall, expecting Logan to fuck him. But he didn’t. He just stayed still,
barely an inch inside him. He opened his eyes again to see Logan watching him.

“Tell me you need me in control.”

“I need you in control,” he
whispered.

Logan pushed inside him another
inch. “Tell me again.”

“I need you in control,” Clay
repeated. And he kept repeating it as Logan slowly pushed all the way inside
him. Logan leaned forward and kissed him. Clay moaned as he finally started
moving his hips, pulling out slowly, sliding back in slowly.

Logan breathed the words into their
kiss. “Tell me, baby.”

Clay said it again, telling his Dom
that he needed him to be in control. Logan kept kissing him, demanding that he
say it again whenever their lips parted. Clay obeyed him, his body trembling,
wanting Logan to speed up his pace. But he didn’t. He just kept thrusting into
him so slowly, making him feel every single inch of his cock as it slid in and
out of him. Pleasure and frustration rolled through Clay. His whispers grew
more urgent, more frantic, growing in volume until he was shouting “Control me!
Control me, Sir!” He squeezed his legs around Logan’s hips, tightening his ass
around his cock. He knew better than to rush his Dom, but he couldn’t help it.

A muscle clenched in Logan’s jaw,
his eyes narrowing, but he finally stopped holding back. He slammed into him
over and over, so hard Clay’s shoulder blades were jammed painfully into the
wall. Clay again dug his fingers into Logan’s back, wanting to scream at how
thick Logan felt inside him, at how he stretched him, making him feel so
deliciously overpowered.

“Get yourself off. But don’t you
dare come before me.” Logan kissed him, ending with a sharp bite to his lip. “Wanna
feel your climax make your ass grip my cock after it’s already nice and
sensitive from my orgasm.”

Clay shuddered at Logan’s words as
he reached down to grip his shaft. He stroked himself, going right to the edge,
but not going over it. He was tense, his body trembling even harder, but he
managed to hold back. Finally, thankfully, Logan pushed deep inside and pressed
tight against him with a loud groan. Clay felt the heat of his release, just
before Logan bit his neck.

“Now, baby. Let me feel you.”

Clay moved his hand faster over his
shaft, pumping several more times until his climax rose up and washed over him.
His hips pumped, his cum spilling out onto his hand and both of their stomachs.
He dropped his head into the crook of his Dom’s neck, breathing in his scent as
the pleasure rushing through him started to ease back. “Logan. Sir. Thank you.
Thank you.” His answer was Logan’s hand in his hair again, tugging his head
back so that his Dom could take his mouth in a deep, controlling kiss.

*****

They were in the bed in the
playroom. Logan sat up against the headboard, Clay lay with his head in his
lap. Clay picked at the cover, disappointed in his performance. “I failed. I
couldn’t do it.” Logan’s big hand massaged the back of his neck.

“You did not fail.”

“Really? Then how’d we end up with
you in control again? Not that I didn’t love it of course.”

“You tried something new, but your
body and your brain are used to something else. There’s nothing wrong with
that. It’s difficult to be completely in control. It takes an entirely
different mindset.”

Clay laughed softly, remembering
how he’d wanted to be the one experiencing the pain he was dishing out. “That’s
for damn sure.”

Logan ran his fingers through his
hair, lightly scratching his scalp. “And it’s not like we can’t try again
sometime.”

Clay sat up. “Seriously?”

“Seriously,” Logan agreed.

“Well right on.” But then he looked
at Logan with a sheepish grin. “But not for a while okay? I really like letting
you be the sexy time boss.”

Logan laughed and brought him close
for a hug. “Of course.”

Clay relaxed back into his Dom’s
embrace. “This was nice. It’s going in my diary.”

“You don’t have a diary. You’ve
never had a diary.”

“Then buy me one so I can put this
in it.”

Logan’s laugh was smothered this
time as he pressed a kiss to his temple. “Whatever you want.”

The End.

Thank
you for reading! Be sure to check out Logan and Clay’s original story in The Sergeant. They also have sexy, fun
times in the snow with The Sergeant: A
Christmas Story.

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March 30, 2015 by Denise

Title: Becoming His Master

Series: Neighborly Affection #4

Author: M.Q. Barber

Genre: Adult, M/M Erotica

Release Date: March 17, 2015

Published By: Lyrical Press

From rescue to romance…

Teach a wounded submissive the value of his service. The task ought to be an easy one for an experienced dominant like Henry Webb.

But novice Jay Kress challenges his teacher like no other. Still bearing the bruises of an encounter outside the bounds of safe consensual play, Jay is desperate to submit to the man who saved him—and shamed by his desires.

Henry recognizes the dangers of a relationship built on hero worship. He’ll teach Jay how to stay safe, that’s all. He won’t take advantage of the younger man’s trust. He won’t share his fantasies about his dark-haired, athletic student. He’ll never claim this submissive for his own…

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Henry’s watch
showed quarter to eight as he mounted the stairs toting carryout meals for
himself and his submissive. The hour found the second floor a modest hive of
activity as players donned their preferred personas and headed upstairs to the
sandbox. Eventually, he too would join the procession, with Jay in tow. For
now, he turned right and stepped through the wide double doors into the salon.

The area set aside
for himself and young Mr. Kress showed Emma’s unmistakable influence. Tucked
into the farthest corner of the room, a three-panel screen of wood and fabric
created a private dining nook. Best pray the younger man didn’t recognize the
scenes depicted, though the intent shouted for all and sundry to pay heed.

A pair of
yellow-ribboned women cast admiring glances his way. Muting his growl, he
stepped past them with a curt headshake. Won’t
interfere, my ass.

A paean to Greek
mythology and literature graced each panel. Achilles and Patroclus circled each
other with shields and spears, their sandaled feet the only flesh not on view.
Apollo strummed his lyre while a boy—Hyacinth, given the field of flowers—lay at
his feet. Beautiful Ganymede proffered a cup beneath the sheltering wings of
Zeus-as-eagle.

Stalking across
the room, he considered the ready excuses sure to be on Emma’s lips. A shield
to keep the boy from prying eyes, lest his table manners prove less than
impeccable. Hadn’t he himself insisted on protecting Jay from possible
criticism? No, of course the scenes hadn’t been deliberate. Convenience had
dictated the choice. In no way had she meant to imply Jay Kress was his eromenos.

His beloved boy.
His to mentor and protect. His sweet lips to kiss, his beautiful thighs to
fuck.

Cock pressing at
his fly, he swore in silence. Was there no mercy to be found?

He rounded the
screen.

Jay sprang to his
feet.

No. No mercy at
all.

Despite Emma’s
claim, his student wore a suit as well as he wore leather shorts. Temptation
beat at him, an unrelenting pressure, the image of his submissive on his knees
with the same earnest delight on his face.

He forced himself
to turn and deposit the bag on the table. Slow and easy.

“You’ve set a
lovely table.” He told himself navy wasn’t Jay’s color, despite the good sense
he’d shown to pair his suit with a solid white shirt and a pale blue tie with a
diagonal thin-stripe in white. “I trust your wait has been a pleasant one?”

“Yes, Master
Henry.” Jay stood straight and tall, a slender vision of grace. “Mistress Emma
showed me what to do.”

“It’s just Emma,
my boy. No title. She’s a submissive here, as you are.” He unpacked the tote.
Salads first, the light containers atop the others.

“But she’s in
charge of things.” Jay tilted his head. He started to roll his shoulders before
stopping himself.

Warm foil
container deposited on the table, Henry paused in his work to study his
submissive with more care. “Yes, she handles some functions at the club.” The
neat half-Windsor had to be Emma’s doing. “She also submits to her husband.”
Likewise, the white rose boutonniere pinned with Jay’s red ribbon, the symbol
of his ownership. The younger man’s purity and innocence bound under his protection
and control.

Pinned. Of course.

“Tell me, how many
pins did it take until Emma was satisfied with the drape of your jacket?”

“I’m not sure,
Master Henry.” Jay half-smiled, his eyes shining. “She made me stand still for
a long time, though. Do you like it?”

With such an
enticing invitation, he smoothed the fabric from the lapel to the right
shoulder.

Jay caught his
breath and rocked his hips.

“Quite handsome,”
he murmured. Such promising responses his pupil gave, eager physicality
impossible to miss. “But you cannot relax, can you? Afraid you’ll disrupt her
handiwork if you so much as breathe too deeply.”

“I don’t mind,
Master Henry.” If you like it, he
didn’t say, though the worship in his gaze made the words unnecessary.

Humming, he traced
the edge of the lapel downward and unfastened the button holding the jacket
closed. “I mind.” Hanging the jacket on the chair back wouldn’t do any harm.
“Your comfort is my responsibility during our time together.”

He pushed the coat
from the boy’s shoulders. He’d remove his own to ensure his dinner partner felt
no awkwardness.

“No, no, please.”
Jay clutched at the fabric, fighting the motion, his voice rising. “Master
Henry, please.”

What the devil was
he—

“Please don’t take
my ribbon, I’m your good boy, I’m yours—”

Henry kissed him.

He knew the
instant their lips touched he ought not have done it.

Soft and pliant,
the younger man opened his mouth with a throaty little whimper.

Irresistible. A
possessive haze descended, snarling heat pushing out from his center. He ground
his cock against his submissive and claimed his mouth.

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Double Book Review: Caged Sanctuary by Tempeste O’Riley

January 18, 2015 by Denise

Blurb:

Kaden Thorn, a dental surgeon who lives a quiet life, has no hope of finding the love he craves. A vicious gay bashing cost him the use of his legs and confined him to a wheelchair. He has given up hope of finding a Dom or even a nonkink partner to love him. When his best friend practically forces him to attend a dinner party, the last thing he expects is a strong Dom who can see beyond his wheels.

Deacon James is an architect and a demanding Dom, but he has spent the past couple of years without a sub or partner. When an employee invites him to a dinner party to meet his girlfriend, Deacon smells a setup but agrees anyway. He prides himself on being an excellent judge of character, and when he meets the younger dentist, he sees past the chair and finds a sweet submissive man who more than piques his interest.

Kade’s fears and demons continue to haunt him, challenging Deacon to use everything he’s learned as a Dom to earn Kade’s trust and submission. Deacon’s determined, though, willing to battle all of it to have Kade by his side and at his feet.

Denise’s Review:

Kade, a dental surgeon who is confident in his abilities, is left with a very low self-esteem after an attack outside of a D/s club that left him in a wheelchair. He believes that no one would want him, and even if they did, he would be unable to find a Dom who would want him, and want to keep him.

Deacon, immediately sees Kade as the sub that he is, and wants a date with him. Although Kade is hesitant, he agrees, and the two move forward. Deacon is able to see past the chair to the person Kade truly is, and Kade is challenged to believe that someone as gorgeous and successful as Deacon would want to keep Kade as his own sub.

Kade continues to be haunted, by the attack and the after-effects on his self-esteem. He finds himself continually doubting that Deacon will want more time with him. As their relationship continues to grow, Kade begins to gain confidence.

Reading a book that has a character who has a physical disability is much more rare than you would think. However, I appreciate them so much. It is important that people with disabilities be shown in all stages of their lives, including falling in love, having physical relationships, and even challenges that have little to do with their disabilities. I really appreciate that about this author, as this is a theme that has been woven through all of her books.

This book was not only well written, but I felt like this was an accurate portrayal of what someone in Kade’s situation may be challenged with, both physically and emotionally.

My final determination on this book is 4.5 pieces of eye candy. I hope to read more from this author very soon.

Morgan’s Review:

After a vicious attack left Kaden Thorn with physical
limitations, he is convinced he is nothing but a broken man. A brutal past
relationship definitely doesn’t help with his low self-esteem. He is a sub at
heart and all he wants is a Dom to see him for who he truly is. After the
attack, past occurrences with other Doms has him sure that part of his life is
over.

When his best friend invites
him over for dinner one weekend, Kade meets Deacon James. Tall, blonde and
beautiful, Kade is instantly attracted. After dinner, Deacon and Kade get to
know each other a little more, and Kade just can not see how anyone like Deacon
could ever be attracted to him. When Deacon asks Kade to dinner the following
Friday, sweet Kade is hesitant at first. He isn’t sure why Deacon would be willing
to take a chance on him. When dinner goes even better than Kade expected , he
is thrilled and he finally has some hope for the future.

As the relationship
between these two continues to grow, Deacon shows Kade all he is capable of
despite the loss of his legs. Kade finally begins to gain back his
self-respect. Deacon shows Kade he is worth so much more than he thinks and
despite his limitations he can still be an excellent sub.

This book is very well written and I would recommend it to
anyone that enjoys BDSM with their romance. The connection between the two main
characters is beautiful and heart warming and I really enjoyed this story.

Final determination is 4.5 pieces of eye candy.

Purchase Links:

Caged Sanctuary: Amazon

Desires Entwined Series:

Designs of Desire (Book 1): Amazon

Desire’s Guardian (Book 2): Amazon

Temptations of Desire (Book 3):Amazon

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Author Bio:

Tempeste O’Riley is an out and proud pansexual gender fluid whose best friend growing up had the courage to do what she couldn’t–defy the hate and come out. He has been her hero ever since.

Though new to writing M/M, she has done many things in her life, though writing has always drawn her back–no matter what else life has thrown her way. She counts her friends, family, and Muse as her greatest blessings in life. She lives in Wisconsin with her children, reading, writing, and enjoying life.

Tempe is also a proud PAN member of Romance Writers of America®, WisRWA, and Rainbow Romance Writers. Learn more about Tempeste and her writing athttp://tempesteoriley.com/