Black Friday Online!

I'm not one to go out to stores on big sale days - far too crowded! But shopping online is an entirely different animal and there are some great sales out there today!

Let's start with the freebie! Today only, Guarding January is available as a free download! If you haven't already picked it up, today is the perfect opportunity. And if you've already read that one, all books ae 35% off today through November 30 - you can find my books with Dreamspinner here.


Today all books at Amber are 60% off! Tomorrow mine will go back to being 50% off until December 1.

All Romance Ebooks is having a one day sale - books from participating publishers are 25% off. My self-pubs are all on sale, and it looks like all my publishers are also participating.


Everything at Torquere Press is 25% off with the code Thankful2015 - it's the last day the code works.


So there's the online Black Friday deals!

Sean
smut fixes everything
where the naughty boys come.... and play

His Very Own Vampire now out!

His Very Own Vampire is now out at Amber Allure. Look for it from the distributors Sunday next week.

Vampire Truelock’s job for the last several hundred years has been protecting the President of Archer Industries, a family-run company that has done very well for itself. Since the current patriarch, Desmond Archer, is getting ready to officially retire from the company that more or less runs itself, he sends True on a mission to protect his estranged grandson Lane.

Lane’s mother stopped speaking to her father Desmond when Lane was only a few years old and has told her son that his grandparents are all dead. He has no idea that he’s even an heir to a fortune. So when a handsome stranger steps in and saves him from bodily hard just when he needs it, he’s both grateful and a little suspicious. That suspicion only grows when bad things continue to happen to him, all seeming to stem from True’s arrival and his claim that he’s been sent by Lane’s grandfather to protect him.

The fact that there’s insane chemistry between Lane and True doesn’t help either of them untangle the mystery regarding the danger’s source. Can they find the answers before Lane’s unknown enemies manage to do him permanent damage?

Pick it up for 35% off at Amber Allure this week!

Yesterday there was a smutty excerpt, today there's a regular excerpt:

Lane grabbed the stack of bills off the table and ran before the big muscle-bound asshole that wanted to either turn him inside out with his fist or transform him into a zombie—it was so hard to tell with the Eastern European types—got back from his trip to the bathroom. It was Lane’s own damn fault, thinking he could get what he needed from a stranger and that he could earn a little cash at the same time. But what was a boy with a bit of a pain kink to do?

Lane went straight for the nightclub proper, moving into the midst of the packed dance floor before heading for the exit. If he was lucky, he’d be out the and into the open air in a second.

“Hey!”

Dammit.

Lane pushed faster, using the fact that he wasn’t the biggest guy on earth to his advantage and blending in with the crowd as he zoomed toward the door.

“No Sergei, I don’t want to become intimate with your fist or your lab-OR-atory or anything else. I was in this for the cash.” Lord.

Lane made it out the door, but Sergei was right behind him, and one great big paw grabbed the back of Lane’s shirt, bringing him up short. Boom. Caught. Damn.

“What the fuck, man? Watch the shirt! It’s an Armani!” Knockoff, but what tall, blond and terrifying didn’t know wouldn’t hurt him.

Sergei shook him like Sergei was a cat with a new toy. “What’s your hurry? You did not have permission to leave yet. We did not even get started properly.”

“I suggest you let him go.” The voice came out of the crowd, and suddenly a tall guy stood there, looming over them. Blonder than the Russian hood—in fact his short, mussed hair was definitely white—the guy wore sunglasses. At night. How affectatious. He was bigger than Sergei, too. Maybe not as muscle bound, but taller, and his limbs spoke of strength. Lane ignored the part of himself that began drooling and the little voice that said it bet this guy would know exactly how to press each and every one of his buttons.

“He doesn’t belong to you,” The new guy told Sergei.

“I don’t belong to anyone! Dammit! Let me out of here!”

Sergei tugged him closer, putting him right between the two big guys. And while being the middle of a muscle sandwich might seem like a fantasy, in this particular situation, he wasn’t feeling the love.

Sergei’s move didn’t seem to faze the new guy at all. The new guy grabbed Sergei’s hands and twisted them, hard. Lane could hear the bones breaking, and Sergei screamed.

Just like that, Lane was free. He took off like a jackrabbit, zipping out the door and into the darkness. He was a little dazed by the crowds and the neon lights. A little dizzied by it in fact. Weird.

Lane thought he could hear footsteps following him, matching his stride. There was no way it was Sergei, not with those broken hands. He risked a glance to the right, and there was the white-haired guy, keeping up easily. How was that possible? And why?

Okay. Okay. Okay. The thought—not even the thought, the word—kept bouncing in his head like a super ball.

“Protect you,” the guy said, the words elongated, like they were spoken in slow-motion.

“I can’t.” Lane stumbled, almost crashing to the ground. Or maybe the ground was crashing up to meet him…

Strong hands slid beneath him and picked him up, settling him against a broad chest. The world spun madly, colors and sound joining together and swirling around him, trying to get to him.

“Someone help me.” He couldn’t breathe, couldn’t focus. “Someone slipped me something.”

“Know…smell…safe…” There were more words than that, but they didn’t make any sense, and the sound kept cutting in and out.

Sean

where the naughty boys come and play

Smutterday - His Very Own Vampire

His Very Own Vampire

Vampire Truelock’s job for the last several hundred years has been protecting the President of Archer Industries, a family-run company that has done very well for itself. Since the current patriarch, Desmond Archer, is getting ready to officially retire from the company that more or less runs itself, he sends True on a mission to protect his estranged grandson Lane.

Lane’s mother stopped speaking to her father Desmond when Lane was only a few years old and has told her son that his grandparents are all dead. He has no idea that he’s even an heir to a fortune. So when a handsome stranger steps in and saves him from bodily hard just when he needs it, he’s both grateful and a little suspicious. That suspicion only grows when bad things continue to happen to him, all seeming to stem from True’s arrival and his claim that he’s been sent by Lane’s grandfather to protect him.

The fact that there’s insane chemistry between Lane and True doesn’t help either of them untangle the mystery regarding the danger’s source. Can they find the answers before Lane’s unknown enemies manage to do him permanent damage?

Pick it up for 35% off at Amber Allure!


smutty excerpt:

“Where do you want me?” True asked.

“I’ll suck you off. Come here.”

They both shifted until Lane was on his knees between True’s legs. He spread them wider, giving Lane full access to his cock, which pushed out of his open pants like it was a race. His nostrils flared as he watched Lane lick his lips. True groaned, anticipating that tongue on his flesh. He hadn’t had a man who loved sucking cock in decades, maybe longer, and surely there hadn’t been anyone like Lane. The fact that everything Lane wanted to do to his cock was pushed into his head only made his need more desperate.

When Lane’s tongue touched the tip of his cock, he cried out, lightning shooting through it, through his balls. He panted, his fingers curling into fists to keep from grabbing Lane’s head and slamming into his mouth. True would let Lane set the pace. For now.

Lane took him, careful inch by inch, swallowing him down in a painfully slow manner.

“Making me crazy.” The urge to simply take what he wanted grew stronger, and a low growl built in his throat, wanting to be a scream, wanting out. He panted, his nostrils flaring.

Lane’s answer was a sharp slap of his tongue, right across True’s shaft.

“Fuck!” That sting was fucking amazing. True felt it all the way to his toes and it felt like it was still vibrating inside his cockhead. “Again,” he muttered. He wanted to feel it again.

The tiny, stinging blow rocked him again, stealing his breath.

“Damn, you’re good at that.” It didn’t hurt that there a strong connection between him and Lane, something that had been thrumming between them from the get go. True knew it was pheromones and destiny and lust and chemistry, all coming together. This was what it meant to be destined for each other, to be mates. There was no sense not trusting in it. That made no difference whatsoever. It simply was what it was, and True’s body drew him headlong into it.

He began thrusting his hips, pushing into Lane’s mouth. He still hadn’t grabbed hold of Lane’s head, but only because he’d dug his fingers into the couch cushions. Lane’s mouth was hot, yielding, possibly the sexiest thing he knew.

He finally couldn’t stand it anymore and wrapped his hands around Lane’s head, pumping hard. “Yes! Fuck! Your mouth.” It was like coming home, like being fed. Only better. Deeper somehow.

Sean

smut fixes everything

where the naughty boys come and play

A Cowboy Out of Texas available Today!

My story in the Texas Round-Up Amber PAX is now out! This one was fun as I got to set it more or less in my city :)

A Cowboy Out of Texas

Sam Hawker’s fall off a bucking bronc at an event in Canada has left him both physically broken and financially broke and in a hospital with his leg in traction. Between worrying about how he’ll pay his medical bills and not being able to move, he’s going more than a little stir crazy.

Easy on the eyes, Pat Bouchard is the nurse assigned to Sam for his stay at the hospital, and the two men get to know each other as Pat cares for and entertains Sam. They grow even closer when Pat offers Sam a place to stay while he recovers.

What are they going to do when Sam’s all better and doesn’t have a reason to stay in Canada any longer?

Get it for 35% off during it's first week at Amber! It's available here.

excerpt:

A week or so later, Pat came home after a double shift, utterly exhausted. Like bone deep. He was pleased to see Sam was asleep, mouth open, soft snores sounding. He grabbed a glass of water and sat in his easy chair to down it. He had the next four days off, thank God. He was ready to sleep for the first three of them. In fact…he’d just close his eyes for a few minutes right here before dragging his butt to bed.

He heard a low, pained moan, and his nurse self was immediately, suddenly wide awake. Sam was standing, staring doggedly down the hallway as he tried to get to the bathroom.

“Jesus Christ, you’re going to break your other leg.” Pat was up and supporting Sam on his bad side in seconds. “If you don’t want the bedpan, you’re supposed to ask for my help to get to the bathroom.”

“I can piss in the commode, honey.” Sam leaned hard against him.

“Well sure, but you still need a little help getting there, yeah?”

Had Sam been dragging himself to the bathroom while Pat was at work?

“Uh-huh.” They got to the bathroom, slow and careful. “Sorry to wake you.”

“I’d rather you woke me than did yourself an injury.” He got Sam as far as the sink, knowing from there Sam could hold onto things to get to the toilet. “I’ll be right outside the door in case you need anything.” He stepped out, but left the door ajar, just in case.

“Thanks, honey. You should get some rest, you look pooped.”

“Thanks, but I’ll wait until I’ve got you back on the couch.” He leaned against the wall across from the bathroom door and let his eyes close.

Sam did his business and flushed the toilet, then opened the door, moving carefully. Pat pulled away from the wall. He tucked his arm around Sam.

“Hate that you’re having to help me as tired as you are.”

“Don’t worry about it, man. You’re going to get better.”

“Sure I am.” Sam felt good against his side, warm, solid.

“You think you can make it back to the couch or should we shortcut onto the bed in my room? It’s big enough for two.”

“You don’t mind?”

“If I minded, I’d have dragged your ass back to the couch.” He turned them toward the bedroom, not the living room.

They both settled on the bed, then leaned together for a second. Pat’s eyes were heavy, and it felt so nice having someone in bed with him. They fell back together, and Sam drew him close.

It made Pat smile. “Comfy.”

“Yeah. You good?”

“I am. Is this okay for you?”

They hadn’t done anything since that kiss the first day he’d brought Sam home, but he’d been working some crazy hours, and Sam had been busy sleeping so his body could heal.

“Yeah, honey. It feels like heaven.”

Smiling, Pat turned his head and left a kiss on Sam’s shoulder. “Yeah, it kind of does.”

“Cool.” One hand stroked his arm, slow and easy.

He couldn’t decide if he wanted to drift off in Sam’s arms, or do something more energetic.

“It’s cool to sleep, honey. I got you,” Sam told him.

“Yeah? I could totally sleep.” For like a day.

“I could totally hold you. I got the remote if I get woke up.”

“It’s a plan.” Hell, he was already half asleep already.

Sean 

smut fixes everything

Random Friday

Wow, have I really not blogged at all since the end of August? Apparently not.

September always does this to me. Always. It's weird, because it's not like I spent the summer goofing off and so am suddenly in catch up mode, it has just been really busy all on its own. The rest of the month and the weeks beyond don't look like they're going to be any quieter either. Ah well. At least the weather will be cooler.

September's been a mix of hot days and cooler days, but for the most part, the humidity has dropped and so even the hot days don't seem nearly so oppressive as they do in the summer. And most mornings I open the back door and the windows to let a lovely breeze in. Sunday is supposed to have a high of just 18C and I am so hoping that turns out to be right. I shall be the one doing the happy dance.

I've had several books out since the end of August, self-pubbed, publisher pubbed, some reprints, some brand new and I will try to get smutterday excerpts up for all of them tomorrow.

I'm most excited about the new self-pubbed book. It's the first of a series called Fairytale Shifters, wherein the main characters are shifters and each one is loosely based on the fairytale it's named after. This first one is Beauty and the Beast, featuring a rhino shifter named Tromp and a panther shifter named Pepper. I'm working on the next one -- Rapunzel -- which features a giraffe shifter named Rafe and a gorilla shifter named Joe.

Fairytale Shifters: Beauty and the Beast

As a rhino shifter, Tromp knows that he’s not the sexiest beast in the world. In fact he’s clumsy and he can’t see very well, and that’s whether he’s in his human or animal form. Still, he enjoys going to the bar and watching the other shifters hooking up, especially the dancers. Then he sees a slinky kitty dancing on the little stage and he’s immediately smitten. He knows a sexy beauty like that would never go for him, but he’s happy just to watch and fantasize about what could be.

For his part, panther shifter Pepper might be gorgeous on the outside, but he knows most people see him as nothing more than a piece of meat and he’s had a hard past. There’s something in the way the big rhino shifter looks at him while he dances, though, that makes him feel special. So when his stint on the stage is over, he heads right to the rhino’s table.

Can Tromp and Pepper ignore the world’s expectations and find what they need in each other?

You can find it at All Romance Ebooks and at Amazon.


I have a new book coming out on Sunday September 20. This one was written for the Amber PAX collection called Texas Round-up. My story actually takes place in Canada with an injured rodeo cowboy and the man who helps nurse him back to health.

A Cowboy Out of Texas

Sam Hawker’s fall off a bucking bronc at an event in Canada has left him both physically broken and financially broke and in a hospital with his leg in traction. Between worrying about how he’ll pay his medical bills and not being able to move, he’s going more than a little stir crazy.

Easy on the eyes, Pat Bouchard is the nurse assigned to Sam for his stay at the hospital, and the two men get to know each other as Pat cares for and entertains Sam. They grow even closer when Pat offers Sam a place to stay while he recovers.

What are they going to do when Sam’s all better and doesn’t have a reason to stay in Canada any longer?

It will be available on September 20 at 35% off, at Amber Allure.

Happy Friday everyone!

Sean
smut fixes everything

Finding the Way Home - out today!

The call for this one was "Military" and I had a lovely amputee just out of the service show up, along with one of the men he served with who comes to his rescue when he gets out of the hospital only to discover that his long-term lover has picked up with someone else.

This is a part of the "To Love a Hero" PAX collection at Amber Allure and you can buy all the books in the collection at a discount, or you can buy the stories individually.

My story for the collection is called Finding the Way Home.

When he arrives home from a long stint in the hospital after losing his right arm to an IED blast, Sergeant James Miller certainly doesn’t expect his keys not to work and a strange man answering his door, only to learn his boyfriend has dumped him.

Yet that’s exactly what happens, and James is just happy that he can count on his old platoon buddy to have his back, and a spare bedroom he can use until he gets on his feet.

Horace Grundy the third—“Horse” to anyone who doesn’t want to get his butt kicked—is retired and has a tidy house on the beach that he calls home. The place isn’t big, but he figures there is plenty of room for James, even if he has always fancied the man.

Thankfully, the two of them fit together well, and soon the roommates become more. But James’s past isn’t ready to let go of him yet, and the new lovers are caught off-guard when James’s ex-boyfriend suddenly reappears in his life. Can James and Horse’s new relationship weather the storm?

It's currently 35% off and can be bought here.


I posted a smutty excerpt here yesterday and here is a non-smutty excerpt that picks up where the one on the publisher's site ended:

James managed a grin of his own. Andy hadn’t been the grand love of his life, but they’d been together seven years for fuck’s sake.

“You just say the word and I won’t need a key to that lock to do what needs to be done.”

He knew Horse was serious. They’d been through some shit together and had each other’s backs, no matter what.

“Thanks, man.” This was what James needed. Just this—good coffee, the sound of the ocean outside, and his best buddy.

They drank their coffee in silence, and it wasn’t heavy or awkward, it just was.

“You want to crash?” Horse asked.

“I’m gonna try to stay awake, man. I don’t want to screw up my days and nights again. They were horked at the hospital.” That had been a nightmare. No windows, the lights on all the time. Plus the nurses woke you to give you your meds around the clock. He hadn’t known if he was coming or going the whole time he’d been in the hospital.

“There’s a small deck out back with some lawn chairs and a rockin’ view of the waves. And I’ve got Netflix and whatnot, if you want to watch something. Hell, I’ve got video games and board games, too, whatever you want.”

“What do you normally do? I don’t want to screw up your routine.” James didn’t want to be in the way.

Horse snorted. “To be honest, I could use the company. There’s only so much TV-watching and jerking off a man can do before he’s sick of his own company.”

“Man, you’re doing retirement right.” James hooted, and suddenly the world felt better. Real after eighteen months of fucked up.

“Looks like my coffee hit the spot.” Standing, Horse stretched, T-shirt riding up.

Hot son of a bitch. The thought wasn’t new. Horse was a stud. Here in private, and him without a boyfriend and all, it crossed James’ mind that what was new was that he could touch. Which reminded him exactly why he was single. Fucking Andy.

“Let’s find a show to binge watch,” Horse suggested. “You look like you could use the distraction.”

“Totally.” James stood up, stretched. “It going to wig you out if I take this thing off, man? It’s heavy.”

“Hell no. You got that saving fucking lives. It’s nothing to be ashamed of. You need help?”

“Nah.” James stripped off his shirt, unfastened the chest strap, and eased the arm off. “Good thing I’m left handed, huh?” It had been the first thing he’d said when Horse had found him in the chaos, his right arm lying about three feet away from him.

“Yeah, because you’re not stubborn enough to have learned to be left-handed if you weren’t already.”

Horse was always giving him shit.

“Fuck you, man. Is there somewhere to leave this?”

“Let me show you your room.”

Sean
smut fixes everything

Smutterday - Finding the Way Home

This one is coming out tomorrow!

Finding the Way Home

When he arrives home from a long stint in the hospital after losing his right arm to an IED blast, Sergeant James Miller certainly doesn’t expect his keys not to work and a strange man answering his door, only to learn his boyfriend has dumped him.

Yet that’s exactly what happens, and James is just happy that he can count on his old platoon buddy to have his back, and a spare bedroom he can use until he gets on his feet.

Horace Grundy the third—“Horse” to anyone who doesn’t want to get his butt kicked—is retired and has a tidy house on the beach that he calls home. The place isn’t big, but he figures there is plenty of room for James, even if he has always fancied the man.

Thankfully, the two of them fit together well, and soon the roommates become more. But James’s past isn’t ready to let go of him yet, and the new lovers are caught off-guard when James’s ex-boyfriend suddenly reappears in his life. Can James and Horse’s new relationship weather the storm?

It'll be available at a 35% discount at Amber Allure tomorrow!


smutty excerpt:

Horse’s mouth dropped back on his, the kiss hard and solid, everything James could have asked for. He reached up, his stump hitting Horse’s chest. He stopped, sucked in a breath, hoping that Horse didn’t hate it. Horse just kept kissing him. It was awkward the way they were sitting, and Horse finally grabbed him, tugging him onto Horse’s lap, the lounge chair groaning beneath their combined weight.

He braced himself on Horse’s chest, groaning as Horse’s tongue fucked his lips. Those big solid hands were on his ass, holding him against Horse’s body. Horse was hard as hell, rocking up against him and James’ balls ached, feeling heavy, full.

He was cradled by Horse’s legs, no danger of rolling off the lounge chair, Horse taking care of him. He tried to touch, but he couldn’t, not like this. Not without losing his balance.

“Easy, easy.” Horse rubbed their cheeks together. “This works better in a bed.”

“Yeah? I’m down with that. I’ve never done this without a hand.”

“So that makes me your first?” Horse gave him a shit-eating grin.

“Yeah.” Weirdly, yes. It wasn’t the same. It was Horse.

Horse gave him another hard kiss, then hauled up, dragging James up at the same time. Fuck Horse was strong, all those muscles working. James dangled for a breathless minute, but Horse had him, held him. Arm going around him, Horse walked them inside and down the little hall.

To Horse’s bedroom. To Horse’s bed.

James’ cock throbbed, it was so hard, so full.

They didn’t say anything, and it didn’t take them long to get to Horse’s bedroom. Once there, Horse dragged back the covers and helped James onto the bed. He didn’t even look around. He had his eyes full of studly man.

Horse lay down next to him, mouth closing over his in another no holds barred kiss. James wrapped one leg around Horse, his left hand exploring, tracing the huge muscle. Horse took kiss after kiss, one hand tugging at his T-shirt.

“Want. Please, man.” James struggled with the shirt, trying to get it off.

“Easy, Jim.” Horse’s voice was low and deep, stroking across him.

“Sorry.” Be cool, man. Cool. Calm. Collected.

“No apologies, man.”

Horse’s mouth covered his again, full on and needy, and James focused on the kisses, on giving Horse everything he wanted.

Sean

smut fixes everything

Coming Soon - New in the Next Two Weeks

I have three new books coming out over the next two weeks!

First up is the start of a new series with Changeling Press called Shifter Rescue.

Shifter Rescue: Scales

Sometimes life gives you something magical - if Drill can rescue a dragon that is.

The Old Tavern Club is a front for a shifter rescue organization. The BDSM club works well in keeping the owner's true purpose secret, but when Pirou makes an unusual rescue, it might just be beyond the clubs prevue. So he calls in Drill, the owner's brother.

Drill has never even heard of a dragon shifter before, much less seen one, yet that's exactly what the beast in the club's basement looks like. As he works with the dragon, he finds all his instincts insisting that this is the sub he's been looking for.

Can Drill and the dragon rescue a happy ending for themselves?

Available on August 14 from Changeling Press.


After that will be the next in the Sealed With a Kink series. Following the pattern of three kinks in a row all beginning with the same letter, this one is Bondage.

SWAK: Bondage

Gage and Davey are a Master and sub pair who love each other very much and are committed to each other and their lifestyle.

As a pediatric nurse, Davey sees a lot of pain and suffering and some days are harder than others. Gage can help Davey through those days, but he’s aware that one of his best tools isn’t at his disposal.

Gage knows the power of bondage, but a bad experience in his youth has left Davey terrified of the ropes and being left alone, bound and vulnerable.
Can Gage help Davey work through his fears and teach his boy to love the ropes?

Look for SWAK: Bondage on August 19 at Resplendence Publishing.

And in two weeks from today I've got a book in the Amber PAX collection featuring military men. This one will be available on its own, or at a discount as a part of the PAX collection.

Finding the Way Home

The last thing Sargent James Miller expects when he gets home from a long stint in the hospital after losing his right arm to an IED blast is a strange man answering his door after his keys don’t open the lock. That’s what happens though, and he’s just happy that he can count on his old platoon buddy Horse to have his back, and a spare bedroom he can use until he gets on his feet.

Horace Grundy the third, Horse to anyone who doesn’t want to get their ass kicked, is retired and has a tidy little house on the beach he calls home. The place isn’t big, but he figures there is plenty of room for James, even if he has always fancied the man.

The two of them fit together well and soon the roommates become more. James’ past isn’t ready to let go of him yet, though, and they’re caught off-guard when the man who dumped James in the first place suddenly re-appears in his life.

Can their new relationship weather the storm?

Look for it on August 23 at Amber Allure.

Sean 

smut fixes everything

Living the Dream now out!

Wentworth “Went" Dawson, young CEO and owner of Dawson Dynamics, is on an enforced vacation after suffering a mild heart attack. He has a list of foods he shouldn’t eat and a prescription for downtime, which is why he’s at Lake Tahoe, California, sitting in the hotel restaurant working on his laptop.

Chip knows all about life in the fast lane and heart attacks, the very reasons he sold his dot-com company six years ago and is now experiencing his own personal joy in the mountains, skiing, snowboarding, swimming, and hiking. Putting in a shift at the restaurant for spending money, he’s immediately attracted to the man with the laptop, and a little flirting proves that Went is interested also.

Will Went and Chip simply have a quick vacation fling, or is there more between them than meets the eye?

It's currently 35% off at the publisher!

Yesterday's post was a steamy excerpt from this book.

Sean
smut fixes everything

Smuterday - Living the Dream

Today I have a steamy snippet from Living the Dream, which comes out tomorrow at Amber Allure.

Wentworth “Went" Dawson, young CEO and owner of Dawson Dynamics, is on an enforced vacation after suffering a mild heart attack. He has a list of foods he shouldn’t eat and a prescription for downtime, which is why he’s at Lake Tahoe, California, sitting in the hotel restaurant working on his laptop.

Chip knows all about life in the fast lane and heart attacks, the very reasons he sold his dot-com company six years ago and is now experiencing his own personal joy in the mountains, skiing, snowboarding, swimming, and hiking. Putting in a shift at the restaurant for spending money, he’s immediately attracted to the man with the laptop, and a little flirting proves that Went is interested also.

Will Went and Chip simply have a quick vacation fling, or is there more between them than meets the eye?


Steamy Smuterday Excerpt:

Chuckling, he followed that ass in, glancing around as the door shut behind him. God, look at this place. It was all windows in the back, looking over a huge deck with a hot tub. The ceramic tile looked like brick, warm and red, and all the furniture was dark. There were dozens and dozens of weird little knickknacks everywhere—tiki heads on the floor, shells and crystals and books on shelves, masks hanging from the wall.

“You do a lot of traveling?”

“Sure, when the urge strikes. I love to go and do and see.”

“You’re fascinating.” All Went ever did was work. Of course, he wasn’t working right now, was he? He stepped up into Chip’s personal space.

It didn’t intimidate Chip at all. “I’m horny. Touch me.”

“Uh-huh.” Reaching out, he wrapped a hand around the back of Chip’s head, tilting it as his mouth lowered to meet Chip’s. Chip pressed right into him, the little hard body rocking like Chip was riding a horse.

Went devoured Chip’s mouth, taking one kiss, and then another. Fuck, Chip tasted like the outdoors, like fresh air and fucking sunshine.

Went never did this. Never picked someone up and just took what he needed. Hell, he couldn’t remember the last time it had been anything but his own hand. He rubbed against Chip, the need suddenly riding him hard.

Chip promised that he wasn’t going to be jacking off this time. The man stripped his shirt out of his jeans, opened his belt.

“Oh, fuck.” He tugged Chip’s white shirt out of his black slacks, fingers finding skin. Smooth, hot, perfect—he slid his fingers up along Chip’s belly. “God, you’re ripped.” The most amazing belly ever.

“Like to move.” That case—because calling it a six-pack would be a lie—rippled.

“Damn. I could rub against your abs all day long.” Skin on skin. He needed it.

“That sounds fun.” Chip stripped his shirt off, then started working on Went’s.

His pants, unbelted, began to slip down his hips. His needy prick was going to need to be extricated, though. Chip ran his fingers up along Went’s chest, pinching and stroking and petting along the way. No one had paid him so much attention sexually since Freddie. He’d convinced himself he didn’t miss it. He’d been so damn wrong.

Moaning, he brought their mouths back together again, pushing into the touches as they kissed. Chip grunted softly, tongue-fucking his lips. Opening wide, he enjoyed the kisses while he tried to get his fucking slacks and underwear down past his hard prick. His cock needed pressure, contact. Touch.

“Please.” He was all caught up.

“Sure, beautiful” One hand slid over his trapped prick, then pushed against it, giving him pressure.
Eyes closing, he groaned, humping.

“Yeah… Just like that.”

“Skin,” Went begged. He didn’t want to come in his skivvies.

“Uh-huh. Skin. Cocks. Mouths. Now.”

“Fuck yes.” He could get with that program.

They finally got his cock untangled from his boxers and they and his slacks were soon down around his ankles, his prick eagerly pushing toward Chip. Chip grabbed him, fist tight as his cockhead appeared and disappeared in the grip. He swallowed hard, his balls drawing up against his body. Oh God.

He managed to bark out a warning. “Gonna. Soon.”

“Round one. Two is better.”

Okay, yeah, he could go with that. Hell, he wasn’t going to have much choice. Holding onto Chip, he felt things build quickly enough to steal his breath. Chip dragged one thumb over the tip of his cock, pressing it hard, giving him the tiniest sting.

“Fuck!” Shouting out, he jerked hard into Chip’s hand, come shooting out of him.

“Mmm. Very nice.” The words were pleased, warm, teasing, but without a hint of meanness.

“Been a while,” he admitted, doing everything he could to keep his knees locked. Coming like that made him feel a little like a teenager, collapsing from post-orgasmic jelly legs would just be embarrassing.

“Uh-huh. Bed? I want to explore.”

Sean

smut fixes everything

Three releases this week!

This is how it always works -- I don't have anything coming out for a month, and then all of a sudden I have three different books in the same week! Still, books! Yay!

This is the second time around for Master Simeon and Derek. The two men broke up a couple of months ago, but they just couldn’t entirely let go of each other.

Knowing there’s a strong connection between them, Simeon suggests a long weekend for them to try again.  - Four days, full on submission, exploring Derek’s need for service to be a large part of their relationship.

Can they make it work this time? Or will Monday evening find them going their separate ways once again?

Coming out on October 15 at Resplendence Publishing.

Johnson and Billy come from different parts of the country, different backgrounds and different places in their lives. Maybe different is exactly what they both need.

Johnson figures it’s got to be a sign when cowboy Billy shows up at his garage after hours, just as he’s about to go find someone to spend the night with. He’s horny enough that a lot of guys would look good, but Billy seems special somehow.

Billy thinks Johnson’s the hottest ticket he’s seen since he moved to California from Texas, and after a good meal and some good fun, he takes Johnson home. They both find out they’re getting more than they bargained for. Can Johnson and Billy figure out why they feel so connected and can they make it last once reality sets back in?

This one is already available for early download at Totally Bound, but will be available everywhere else too on October 17!

Wentworth “Went" Dawson, young CEO and owner of Dawson Dynamics, is on an enforced vacation after suffering a mild heart attack. He has a list of foods he shouldn’t eat and a prescription for downtime, which is why he’s at Lake Tahoe, California, sitting in the hotel restaurant working on his laptop.

Chip knows all about life in the fast lane and heart attacks, the very reasons he sold his dot-com company six years ago and is now experiencing his own personal joy in the mountains, skiing, snowboarding, swimming, and hiking. Putting in a shift at the restaurant for spending money, he’s immediately attracted to the man with the laptop, and a little flirting proves that Went is interested also.

Will Went and Chip simply have a quick vacation fling, or is there more between them than meets the eye?

Living the Dream will be out on October 19 at Amber Allure!

Sean

smut fixes everything

Smuterday!

Thank you Ann Alaskan for the term Smuterday - I am appropriating it!

Today's steamy excerpt is from Working to Win.

Together for more than six years, lovers Jason and Bryan rarely see each other anymore. Their jobs are running them ragged and keeping them apart. It’s gotten so they barely even communicate.

But a trip to a winter cabin for a long weekend, a last-ditch effort to rekindle their romance, reveals a side to the two men the other never knew existed, and their weekend suddenly includes power-play games.

Is this new aspect of their relationship doomed to fail, or will it help them find what they both need to make their lives work again?



steamy excerpt:

Jason was having the best dream. He and Bryan were making love and it was just like in the beginning, all heat and excitement and need. Moaning, he pushed closer, rubbing his prick against heat as the dream continued.

“Jason…” Bryan arched, sliding against him.

Fuck, it was so real… He reached out, finding Bryan’s flat, warm belly.

“Fucking love your belly.” He stroked it, cock rubbing against Bryan’s thigh.

Bryan chuckled softly. “You’re asleep. Untie me.”

“What?” He blinked awake, Bryan right there.

Man, when was the last time he’d woken up and Bryan was still in bed?

“Untie me and you can go back to sleep.”

“No way, man. I wanted to wake up with you and I did. Now comes the cuddling.” Cuddling and a little conversation. Possibly more orgasms. Okay, definitely more orgasms. He pressed a kiss to the side of Bryan’s mouth. “Besides, I don’t want to sleep. I want to get you all sticky.” He wanted to play.

“You can’t just leave me here to hang out,” Bryan complained.

“Oh yes I can.” He kept moving, shifting so he slid along that sexy belly.

He buried his nose in Bryan’s neck, wanting to leave a mark, knowing he shouldn’t. But goddamn it, this was his lover of six years. He found a spot on Bryan’s collarbone that would be hidden by one of those starched shirts. Opening his mouth, he wrapped his lips around the skin there.

“Oh…” Bryan’s toes curled, one leg drawing up.

Groaning, he kept sucking, kept pushing.

“You’ll leave a mark, Jason.”

That wasn’t a stop.

“That’s the idea, babe.” He scraped his teeth over the spot.

“Uh-huh. Be good…”

“Being so good.” He was. He was being fan-fucking-tastic. He scraped his teeth against Bry’s skin, hard enough to sting.

Jerking, Bry’s belly rubbed against him in the best way. Mmm. Someone liked that. So he did it again.

“No biting. Be good. Untie me.”

What Jason was going to do was gag Bryan.

“Being so damn good,” he said again.

Bryan rocked up, rubbing him, soft moans beginning to fill the air. Nodding, he ran his nose over Bry’s skin before finding a new spot to mark, his hips moving with purpose now. Oh, right above one sweet nipple… He knew this was a hot spot. Scraping with his teeth first, he then started sucking.
Bryan moaned for him, lips open.

Rocking harder, Jason slid his cock along Bryan’s body. Fuck, it felt so good to be touching, rubbing, there with his lover.

“I can’t touch you,” Bryan complained.

“I know. All you can do is feel while I have my wicked way with you.”

“But…”

“No, boy. No buts.” Reaching beneath Bryan, he squeezed his ass. “Except maybe this one.”

“You don’t even know what to do with that anymore.”

Oh, that was a challenge.

“Just watch me.”

Sean 

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