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Wednesday, June 17, 2015

First Day of School now out!

It's out! Both the full anthology and my story in it individually! And I thought I'd include a little not exactly work safe excerpt for this one today. If you want the work safe excerpt it can be found here.

edited to add -- use coupon code PRIDE2015 to get 25% off all books for the month of June at Torquere.

First Day of School 

The men from And Manny Makes Seven are back along with Adam's five siblings.

It's the first day of school for the twins and Lizzie doesn't want to go. Hutch would love to let her stay home with him, but he knows it's his job to make sure she doesn't need him anymore and school is the first step.

Once the kids are gone, Adam teaches Hutch the hidden benefits to having the house to themselves!

It's available in the Family Time Anthology here, or on it's own here.

smutty-ish excerpt:

Adam kissed his shoulder, the curve of his neck. "Do you want breakfast, love? I can put some bacon on."

He did love that Adam had two weeks between when the kiddos went to school and his professor lover started teaching. Hell, three-quarters of Adam's classes were online this semester anyway.

"I could definitely go for something tasty and salty." Bacon wasn't his first choice, though.

"Tasty and salty?" Adam was on his wavelength, he could tell. His tall, blond husband was grinning, warm eyes glinting. "Ham?"

"Yeah, what I'm thinking of can be a ham now and then." He loved the teasing, the way they suddenly weren't in a hurry to catch a bit of furtive time.

"Oh ho!" Adam grabbed him, kissing him playfully.

He held his coffee cup out, but held onto Adam with his other arm, sucking on Adam's tongue. Adam cuddled right in, one hand dropping to cup his ass and squeeze.

His groan came from deep in his belly. "Coffee," he muttered, not finding the words to actually say what he wanted to.

"Uh-huh. Good stuff." Adam knelt in front of him. "We've never done this here."

"Oh God!" Hutch flailed, nearly spilling the coffee, and then finally put it down on the bookcase next to the window.

It felt naughty, wicked, to have his cock coming out of his jeans right here in the living room.

"What if someone comes up the walk?" he whispered.

"The door's locked. They can't see me."

"You think I'll be able to keep my face straight?" Hutch didn't think he was that good of an actor, even when he wasn't getting a blow job.

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