The boys are back! Months after their whirlwind wedding weekend, Drew finally makes good on his promise to visit Sam and Marcus in Denver. There, amidst the snow and sex, feelings intensify and the boys must determine what this new bond between them might mean. (Sequel to The Wedding Guest.)
It was a slow, tentative kiss, that turned into a full on passionate one. My eyes closed at the feeling, and for a moment I thought he’d follow me inside. But he broke free and rested his head on my forehead. “I’ve got to figure out this Brayden thing, and what to do, okay?”
I nodded, looking into his eyes staring at me, so close.
Sleeping with my brother's best friend happened by accident. We were both straight, or so we thought. After months of hooking up, he wants to go a step further.
My mind won't shut up tonight. It’s on overdrive. This new roustabout has awakened everything I thought I buried. Now it’s all coming back. I look to the journal and let out another big sigh, knowing I should write in it. If anything, to rid my mind of the thoughts and dreams and fantasies I’ve been having. Of Jim. Our life.
Three months in Paris, Troy has found a quiet rhythm until Dylan, his best friend Jake's older brother, shows up unannounced at his apartment. A heated reunion full of slow kisses, possessive touches, and the promise of more dinners (and nights) together as Dylan announces he's staying longer. The chemistry reignites, raw and undeniable.
Dante Rossi always plays it safe, condoms and no attachments. But when bold, teasing Micah Kessler gets his hands on the big, hairy construction hunk, their hookups turn hotter, rougher, and harder to resist. Now Micah has one goal: push Dante past his rules and tempt him into finally taking him raw.
“I’ve always wanted to breed this little ass. You thought about me fucking you?” He whispered into my ear, kissing my neck, then my cheek, then my lips as his tongue slipped into me again. I nodded, and groaned out a yes, wrapping my arms around his wide back and feeling the head of his cock pushing against my entry.
Reunited and it feels so good! But now that it's time for Harry to leave to start his new job and other things up in the air, is it goodbye or see you later?
The call came on a Tuesday. Troy and I were going over some invoices in the office of the shop. The kind of call you know is coming for years, expecting it for months, but it still hits you like a physical blow. My mother.
Chris and Peyton's last morning together starts the way their whole weekend has: unexpected, intimate, and impossible to forget. But before the convention ends, there's one more place Chris needs to go. One more step to take. Together. And then the hardest part: saying goodbye to someone who's changed everything.
I needed cash, and the temp agency sent me to a real estate firm. My new boss looked at me three seconds too long, and I thought about it the whole bus ride home.
The boys are back! Months after their whirlwind wedding weekend, Drew finally makes good on his promise to visit Sam and Marcus in Denver. There, amidst the snow and sex, feelings intensify and the boys must determine what this new bond between them might mean. (Sequel to The Wedding Guest.)
He peeled away his towel and stood at the next stall to mine. Up close, he was even more alluring than I cared to admit, with a fine furry coating of blonde hair over his chest and stomach. He wasn’t all washboard abs like me, but his slightly round gut suited him, as did the big muscles of his arms and shoulders, making him look like a beefy dad.
My first husband is a red snake half beast, who has two dick. My second husband is a dog who likes to knot me, bite me and mark me. My third husband is a barbarian.
On the day I am family head but at knight I am the proper housewife.
After a scorching night tangled in sheets, Adrian and Matteo pull apart at work, burying desire under forced normalcy. Lust, guilt, and aching memories of heated touches simmer beneath polite texts, until Jessica dares them to prove their fake relationship is real.
His message was direct: "That’s my boy, desperate for Dad’s cock. Sunday night then. 7pm. Motel 6 on the Service Road. I’ll send you the room number when I get there. Wear a jock. If you don’t have one, buy one. Dad wants to see his boy in it. Wants to eat that sweet hole in it. Wants to fuck his baby boy all over the room in it."
Two friends and former professional wrestling rivals wind up on a tropical island when their ship sinks. How will they manage to pass the time until they're rescued? This is a stand-alone story.
My eyes, almost against my will, flicked to Troy. He was frozen, a fuel line in his hand, watching me. His face was a mask of careful neutrality, but his eyes were wide, screaming a silent warning. He gave a slow, almost imperceptible shake of his head. No. Not like this.
“I’m not into whoring myself out unsuspectedly to guys who play games!” I said to them, defiantly. “Oh really?” Neil sat up a bit, his erection forgotten. “So when Ben fucked you in his basement while I was upstairs entertaining his wife, who was playing games? Yeah, you’re not so innocent yourself are you?” He looked sideways to Ben and grinned.
I had known my 'daddy' for some time. he wasn't my real father but he was sure old enough to be.
I liked nothing more than pleasuring him as he was hairy and had a big cock. In fact he fulfilled my needs as I was lustful of older men.
After a night that blurs the line between fake and real, Adrian wakes beside Matteo with the weight of everything they refuse to name. Morning light exposes lingering tension, stolen glances, and the quiet panic of two best friends pretending nothing has changed.
The story will be moving forward some. We will be keeping up with the guys as prom approaches. This will be an interesting time for all our characters and their development. I do apologize for getting behind. My plan is to try to get a chapter per week. I hope you enjoy, as always, I love the feedback.