Smutty Advent - Day 3

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Dom Dustin Lefevre works hard and plays harder. He attends the Underground Club whenever he can and is always very much in demand by the unattached subs. After one such evening, he runs into King Tamber, the Dom who taught him everything he knows. King and Dustin parted ways after several years of King teaching Dustin how to be the best Dom he can be.

Now, King has come back into Dustin’s life with a new proposal. He wants to recreate Dustin’s club scenes with Dustin in the submissive role. Dustin doesn’t understand why King would want to do scenes with him again, but King is very persuasive and Dustin finds that he can’t resist. Now all Dustin has to do is figure out how to continue without having his heart broken.

Meanwhile, King has regretted parting ways with Dustin every day. Seeing Dustin working the subs at the club has given him an idea of how he can connect with Dustin again. He knows he screwed up with Dustin when they last parted and he can only hope that through his new plan, he can woo Dustin and ensure they both get the happy ending they deserve.

Buy links:

Evil Plot Bunny
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Excerpt:

Dustin woke up, took out the plug, cleaned it, showered, dressed, and got himself a cup of coffee. He couldn’t do this. He just couldn’t. It would be too easy to forget himself. King had been right before. They were too intense, and if he stayed, he’d soon be in over his head.

King walked in a moment or two later, wearing nothing but a smile. “Ah, there you are. The bed was cold without you.”

“Was it? I’ve been up for a while.” He was an early riser. Years of habit added to his brain going a mile a minute once he’d woken up had guaranteed he wouldn’t be sleeping in today.

“You could have woken me.”

“I took a shower and stuff.” And he was awake and tender and nervous now.

King walked over, hand sliding over his shoulder, fingers squeezing gently. King’s hand was warm, comforting Dustin immediately. It was so easy to lean back, feel the touch. The hold turned into a massage, King humming under his breath as he worked Dustin’s muscles. “Have you eaten?”

“Just coffee.” There was no way he could eat anything right now.

“Do you want anything?” King asked. “Something light pre-scene?”

He shook his head. “I’m not sure I can do it, King. I’m not sure I can submit, man.”

“Look deep,” King told him. “I think you’ll find that you can. Besides, this scene is until you safeword. Hold out as long as you can, but there will be no shame in safewording. It is, after all, the goal.”

And then what? He went home to lick his wounds alone? Hurt and aching in his apartment? Christ. Had he been so fucking lonely last night that he hadn’t thought this through?

“And I’ve got you until Monday to build you back up again. I may not be a bevy of subs, but I know how to take care of someone after a scene.”

“What?” He stared right into those light eyes. How the hell did King do that? How did he always know exactly what Dustin was thinking?

Sean

smut fixes everything

Smutterday - Emergency Serives

As promised, here is a smutty excerpt from Emergency Services


Underground: Emergency Services

Can love truly conquer all?

Jet Wannabi has been working undercover for over a year with nothing more than the odd furtive phone call to his lover and master, Blaze Swanson. All that’s about to change, though, as a year’s worth of work is coming to a head in the biggest bust Jet has ever been a part of. When the SWAT and Narcotics teams roll in early, Jet gets trapped between them and the bad guys, with disastrous results.

Firefighter Blaze Swanson is more than ready to have his lover and sub home with him when he finds out that Jet’s been hurt in the bust. He gets to the hospital as fast as humanly possible, only to find out that Jet has banned Blaze from seeing him. Jet believes he’s ruined and that letting Blaze go to live his life is the right thing to do.

Blaze is going to have to call on all of his stubbornness, love, patience and abilities as a Dom to convince Jet that not only do they need each other, but the lifestyle they’ve enjoyed in the past is not out of reach, not if Jet puts his trust in his master to take care of him.

Join Blaze and Jet on their journey to rediscover how they fit together.

buy links:
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon


Smutty Excerpt:

“Okay, boy.” Blaze stood in front of Jet. “Your turn. Undress me.”

“How far, Master?”

“I want your mouth around my cock before we begin the orgasmpalooza.”

“Orgasmpalooza.” Jet stared at him, wide-eyed. “Did you seriously just say that?”

“I did. Orgasmpalooza. It sounds like a plan, doesn’t it?”

“God, it sounds utterly dorky and I love you.”

“Master Dorky,” he insisted before grinning, laughing. “I’m serious about the blow job first, though. Boy.”

“You know there’s nothing I like more.” Jet gave him a shaky smile. “You’ll have to help me get down, I think.”

“No I think you should lie on the table and I’ll straddle you.” He wasn’t going to make Jet kneel for an extended period of time.

Jet’s entire body relaxed a little bit, the visible relief strong, shocking. “Yes, Master.”

Then Jet eased Blaze’s leathers down over his hips. He hummed, enjoying the touches, but more than that, loving the fact that he could still give his boy what he needed. That he still knew. As Blaze made the right steps, Jet was easing into his headspace, into his submission.

He toed off his boots and pushed his leathers off the last bit so Jet didn’t have to bend all the way over. Then he took Jet’s shoulders and moved him over to the wide massage table. “Let’s get this scene started.”

“Yes, Master.” Jet climbed up, cock not hard yet, but beginning to fill. He would make sure it happened.

He climbed up after Jet, happy that the table was a little bigger than regulation, giving him enough room to set his knees on either side of Jet’s head without risking falling. Jet reached up and stabilized him, supported him, and opened like the cockhound he was.

“Needy slut.” Blaze was so glad to see it. Smiling, he rubbed the tip of his cock along Jet’s lips.

His boy lapped at him, working his slit just enough to make him shiver. He kept rubbing back and forth, using his own movement to tease Jet’s tongue along his cockhead. He licked his own lips, watching every move Jet made.

Daniel moaned softly, Chris on his knees, worshiping the man’s cock.

Blaze turned his attention back to his boy and pushed forward, cockhead sliding between Jet’s lips, and Jet opened up, eager and easy. He fed more of his cock into Jet’s mouth, groaning at the heat. When Jet began to suck, his groan turned into a full-blown moan. Nothing was like this. Nothing. “More, boy. I want more.”

Jet gave it to him, suction increasing, making him rock his hips to push his cock deeper into Jet’s mouth. It was so hot, and every time Jet’s suction increased, it got even better.

Jet made a soft noise, the sensation vibrating around his prick. Fuck, that was fine. Just what he needed.

He touched Jet’s cheek, fingers tracing the sharp cheekbones made sharper by the injury and lack of appetite. He slid his fingers down to touch where his cock disappeared between Jet’s lips, making another soft noise at the sensation of his own fingers sliding along his spit-slick prick.

No one had ever sucked quite like Jet. His boy needed better than anyone. Ever. And Blaze thanked every deity he could think of that they hadn’t lost this, that Jet could still suck, still wanted to.

With another loud noise, he pushed in harder, moving faster and going deeper, making Jet take him. Every single suck made his eyes cross, every swallow made him cry out. He wrapped both hands around Jet’s head as he knelt over his boy and just took Jet’s mouth like he owned it. He could see the flare of need in Jet’s green eyes and knew his boy was loving this as much as he was. He wanted to crow with the sheer joy, relief that he hadn’t lost this rushing through him in a strong wave.

His balls drew up tight against his body, and he knew he couldn’t make it last much longer. That was okay, though, because they had a whole fucking scene planned with lots of coming and lots of pleasure.

Jet groaned softly, tongue lashing his shaft, demanding more and more. Demanding that he fill Jet’s mouth with the proof of his need.

“Greedy, pushy boy.” It wasn’t a complaint at all; it was a compliment. And they were the last words he said, his come shooting out of him and flooding Jet’s mouth.

Sean

smut fixes everything

Book Day Wednesday - the Underground Edition

It's here! Underground: Emergency Services it available at both Amazon and All Romance Ebooks!

Underground: Emergency Services

Can love truly conquer all?

Jet Wannabi has been working undercover for over a year with nothing more than the odd furtive phone call to his lover and master, Blaze Swanson. All that’s about to change, though, as a year’s worth of work is coming to a head in the biggest bust Jet has ever been a part of. When the SWAT and Narcotics teams roll in early, Jet gets trapped between them and the bad guys, with disastrous results.

Firefighter Blaze Swanson is more than ready to have his lover and sub home with him when he finds out that Jet’s been hurt in the bust. He gets to the hospital as fast as humanly possible, only to find out that Jet has banned Blaze from seeing him. Jet believes he’s ruined and that letting Blaze go to live his life is the right thing to do.

Blaze is going to have to call on all of his stubbornness, love, patience and abilities as a Dom to convince Jet that not only do they need each other, but the lifestyle they’ve enjoyed in the past is not out of reach, not if Jet puts his trust in his master to take care of him.

Join Blaze and Jet on their journey to rediscover how they fit together.

buy links:
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon


And to celebrate the release of Emergency Services, I have put Special Teams on sale - well, it's on sale on All Romance, I had to actually change the price of it to 3.99 on Amazon as they don't have any way to put things on sale.

Underground: Special Teams

When Hunter Simms goes undercover at an underground BDSM party, the last thing he expects to see is SWAT’s leading shooter Keifer Magnessen bound, gagged, plugged and very bare. He is immediately drawn to Keifer, and wants to get to know his fellow cop better. Much better.

With such a high stress job, Keifer needs to give up control on his down time in order to decompress, but it’s a secret he holds close to his vest. So, when Hunter walks into his chosen place to submit, he tries to cut and run. Lucky for him, Hunter is shrewd, persistent and quite possibly just the Dom that Keifer needs.

Can these two strong men find a way to make their personal lives mesh?

buy links:
All Romance Ebooks
Amazon


Sean
smut fixes everything

Throwback Thursday

Sometime I know exactly what I'm going to chat about for Throwback Thursdays, other days I'm not so sure. How far back do you go for it to still be a throwback? Is two years enough?

I guess today I'll talk about Underground: Special Teams. This one came out two years ago this month. The cover, done by Kris Norris, is so hot. She's done the cover for the next one for me, too. Yum.

I had a blast writing Special Teams. It was one of those where I had a general idea about doing a series that followed guys from an underground club rather than anything official, just guys getting together to play, to socialize, to find others who were like-minded. Some are already paired up, others are single and looking. Then Keifer showed up and Hunter was right behind him going, that one is mine! I don't argue with the characters, especially when they write as hard and fast as these guys did. I had an absolute blast with them.

With the next Underground novel coming out mid-month, I thought I'd feature Special Teams and it's currently 35% off at All Romance. It's also available at Amazon, but you can't put books on sale there, so full price. All Romance does have the mobi file available.

When Hunter Simms goes undercover at an underground BDSM party, the last thing he expects to see is SWAT’s leading shooter Keifer Magnessen bound, gagged, plugged and very bare. He is immediately drawn to Keifer, and wants to get to know his fellow cop better. Much better.

With such a high stress job, Keifer needs to give up control on his down time in order to decompress, but it’s a secret he holds close to his vest. So, when Hunter walks into his chosen place to submit, he tries to cut and run. Lucky for him, Hunter is shrewd, persistent and quite possibly just the Dom that Keifer needs.

Can these two strong men find a way to make their personal lives mesh?

35% off at All Romance Ebooks
It's also available at Amazon

Hey, Throwback Thursday means it's almost Friday!

Sean
smut fixes everything

Underground: Special Teams links and not work safe excerpt

As promised here are the links to Underground: Special Teams along with an excerpt (of the naughty variety).

Torquere link
Amazon link
All Romance Ebook link

Excerpt (not work safe)

When Keifer grabbed the pull-up bar and started doing leg lifts, Hunt considered just dying of pure need. This noise came out of him, his prick pushing hard at his underwear.

"You okay, man?"

He debated for half a second, then decided there was no reason to hide his reaction to Keifer. "Yeah, just really fucking turned on."

Keifer chuckled softly. "Perv."

"You would be, too, if you saw the view from where I'm sitting."

Keif dangled, swaying from the bar. "Not in bad shape, hrm?"

"You're a fucking stud and you know it."

"Yeah. I work hard." Keifer eased himself down onto his feet, skin glistening.

"Well, it's sexy as hell." Standing, he went to Keifer and touched the tempting skin.

The tiny nipples were a bit bruised from the clamps from last night, still swollen. Hunter slid his fingers over them; they were hotter than the rest of Keifer's skin.

"No touching." Keif's reactions didn't match the words, though.

"How are we going to achieve the orgasms portion of the plan without touching?" He dragged his fingers down over Keif's magnificent abs.

He watched as Keif arched, eyes closing. "Who said we were sharing?"

That one was easy. "Your body. Just now."

"Paying attention," muttered Keif.

Like Hunter was having to work at that. "To every move you make."

Hunt stepped forward, his bare belly touching Keif's. Oh, hot. Groaning, he put his fingers beneath Keif's chin and tilted it, taking a kiss. He didn't bother to ask it Keif kissed or not, because, goddamn it, this man deserved kisses.

His lips pressed against Keif's, his tongue pushing in, demanding to be let in. It surprised him when Keif kissed him back, fought for control of their kiss. He didn't let Keif take it, though, his tongue pushing into Keif's mouth. Keif tasted of mint and salt and a hint of desperation.

Sliding his hand down, Hunter grabbed Keif's ass. Keifer reached between them, dragging Hunter's tightie-whities down with a jerk. He returned the favor, tugging down Keif's sweats, and their cocks bounced, almost slapping together.

Hunter chuckled roughly. "Eager."

"You complaining?"

"I meant both of us, Keif."

The little hint of surprise that flashed through Keif's eyes proved his words hit home.

Bringing their mouths back together, he kissed Keif again, rubbing their bodies. Keif whimpered softly, the sound of male hunger ringing out. Groaning, he grabbed hold of Keif's tongue with his lips, sucking on it, and this time the whimpers filled his mouth.

Someone needed, big time. His fingers dug in, hard enough to leave bruises, and he pushed Keif back up to the wall.

Their bodies found a rhythm, strong and steady. The thump of Keif's ass against the wall was addictive. Keifer was making him work for it, fighting every second almost happily. Hunt fought back, though, keeping in control and giving them both what they needed.

He bit Keifer's bottom lip, tugging it hard. His hips slammed them together at the same time, and he pinched at one sensitized nipple. Keif's eyes went wide, the look fiery. Oh, yeah.

His new lover needed a lot to get him out of his own head, Hunt could tell. Which was why Keif went to these events and made people do stuff to him. Without the aftercare, though, without a master to be there more than just occasionally, Hunt didn't believe Keifer was getting nearly what he needed.

Sean 

smut fixes everything

My God It's Monday

First Monday here at the new blog!

It's Torquere Press' 11th anniversary and they have all six of my Jarheads novels on sale for 99 cents each! This is for a limited time, so get them before Friday.

I've been answering interview questions all day for the Underground: Special Teams blog tour that's going to start on September 22 and I'm feeling all talked out. Maybe I should have written this blog post first....

You have until tomorrow to leave a comment on the previous post for a chance to win my upcoming release.

Let me give you a little snack sized teaser for Underground:Special Teams...

There were a couple of men sitting together, a few wandering. In the back, bound and ring-gagged, cock stuffed was...

Wait. Wait. Hunter knew that shock of near-white hair, the icy blue eyes. He saw that face every time the SWAT team was called out. Keifer Magnessen.

He was stunned. He was fucking turned on, the half woody he'd been sporting since talking with Dan going full-on hard. Keifer was the toughest little sniper on earth. No way would this man let anyone do anything he didn't want. That right there vouched for these guys. Big time.

Hunter was used to seeing Keifer in full SWAT regalia, in total control. This was... this was not that. It was quite stunning.

Wednesday!

Sean 

smut fixes everything