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Silver Edges now out!

Isaiah and Braxton are world-class speed skaters. Barely spending a moment apart, they train together, eat together, and fool around together. Both on and off the ice, they’re each other’s biggest rivals and best friends.

When a nasty accident leaves Braxton unable to skate for at least six weeks, he becomes Isaiah’s biggest supporter. But more than that, the accident also opens their eyes as to how they really feel about each other, and just maybe it’ll give them more than it takes away...

It's available at Amber for 35% off the cover price!



“Mmm. My turn.” Ice grabbed his hand, licked his fingers clean.

The licks went straight to his cock, making him groan. Okay, so there were some definite advantages to having sticky fingers.

They pushed the containers away, then leaned in together, sharing a sloppy, lazy kiss. They weren’t going to get up to any sort of acrobatics, not as tired as they both were, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t have fun getting each other off.

Ice settled along the back of the sofa, and Brax ended up on his back, Ice against his side. Sucking on Ice’s tongue, he tugged at the tight turtleneck, pulling it out of Ice’s jeans.

“Mmm.” Ice’s leg rubbed against his.

“Uh-huh.”

His fingers finally found flesh, sliding on Ice’s amazing abs. God, Ice was ripped. He wanted to lick his way down and worship every inch. Another night, when he hadn’t skated his ass off. Tonight, he just wanted to touch and rub off and fall asleep tangled up with his best friend.

Ice moaned and wrapped his hand around his package through his jeans, the touch slow and easy.

“Oh yeah.” He nodded, fingers sneaking up to pull at Ice’s nips in thanks.

“Mmmhmm. Jeans now, Doll.”

“Pushy.” He dragged his fingers back down along Ice’s body.

“Shit, I just know when I shoot I’ll be all stupid.”

“Only when you shoot?” Brax couldn’t resist the tease, but he knew there wasn’t a selfish bone in Ice’s body—not even the one between Ice’s legs.

“Shut up.”

His laughter caught in his throat as Isaiah’s leg pushed between his, nudging up against his balls.

“Love how you smell, Doll.” Isaiah said those kinds of things and they made his balls ache.

Brax swore softly. “Fuck.” He got their jeans undone, open, his fingers fumbling badly, like they’d forgotten how to work.

“Uh-huh.” Isaiah pulled his shirt off, and that amazing red hair that had been hidden beneath tracksuit and winter hat all day suddenly went wild.

Brax wrapped one hand in it, pulling Isaiah down for another kiss, this one with a little more energy behind it. He loved the little surprised sound, the hungry groan. He pushed up, their cocks sliding together and hitting denim and zippers, too. Oh yeah, jeans open was not the same thing as jeans off.

Size Matters is out!

Trey is a natural submissive, but no one wants to take on a blind man. When Trey and Lucien hit it off, it could be the answer to Trey’s prayers.

When Lucien meets his favorite author at a book signing, he's surprised to discover the man is not only blind, but much younger than he’d expected. He’s even more surprised to discover that Trey shares a passion of his—BDSM.

Trey loves his life as a horror mystery writer, but it is a lonely one. Immediately drawn to Lucien, he’s surprised and intrigued when Lucien ferrets out his interests in certain aspects of BDSM right from the start.

Is Lucien exactly who Trey’s been waiting for, or is it too good to be true?

You can pick it up at Totally Bound here but it's also available at the distributors today too!



“Trey? You mean your name isn’t really Guy Wilks?”

Trey could hear the teasing tone in Lucien’s voice and that eased his nerves more than anything else so far.

“Nope. I know, impossible to believe.”

“Well, it’s nice to meet you, Trey. It suits you better than Guy anyway.”

“At least they’re both single syllables, huh? Thanks for coming out to my side of town.”

“I wanted to see you and it was no trouble, honestly.”

Trey didn’t know what to say to that, so he didn’t say anything, he sipped his coffee and grinned. Okay. This was going okay.

“I have to admit, when I came to the signing, I wasn’t expecting someone…”

“Blind?”

Lucien chuckled. “That too. I was going to say sexy.”

“Oh, you’re funny. Thank you, though.”

“Oh, I wasn’t joking.”

There was no way. None. Trey appreciated the compliment anyway.

“Do you mind if I touch you?” Lucien asked.

“I don’t guess so.” Trey didn’t think anyone had ever asked.

Lucien’s hand slid along his cheek. “Silky and smooth, like it looks.”

Trey’s cock jerked, filling almost painfully.

“Your cheek makes me want to know if your other cheeks are as lovely.”

What? Wait. Surely he’d misunderstood. “The other cheek’s the same.”

“I must need to work on my flirting. I imagine I rely too much on my eyes. It makes you a challenge.”

“You’re… Oh, you are something else. You have a blind guy kink?” Because that would suck, just to be some guy’s fetish.

“No, I have a sexy guy kink. I’ve never been with a blind man before. I could let you know if it’s a kink if we get together.” Lucien chuckled, the sound as amazing as the man’s voice was. “I hope I’m not being too pushy—I’m just used to going for what I want and I want you.”

“I don’t know what to say, man. I’m flattered.” And completely unsure about how to deal with this.

“I would love for you to be more than flattered.”

“I don’t… I have to be honest, man. I’ve never dated a man who could see.”

“Why not? And where do you pick up gay men who are blind? Is there a bar for that? I’m only half joking, too.”

“I haven’t met many. And how did you know I was gay? And bars are loud.” Trey never went to any.

“My gaydar is pretty good and you didn’t smack me when I touched you.”

“Oh. That’s probably a sign. We blind gay boys usually just rub.”

“Just rub?” Lucien sounded confused.

“You know, rub in the hope that someone springs wood?”

“Ah.” Lucien chuckled again, the hand on Trey’s cheek dropping along his arm to his thigh. “And are you springing wood?”

“Absolutely not.” God, yes.

Drawing Straws: Joe now out!

Damon, Erik, Tork and Joe are back again for another wild weekend together where they can all let go and really be themselves.

Just because they’ve left their jobs and lives behind though, doesn’t mean that they’ve left their baggage behind, too. Joe’s had a really rough week and to everyone’s surprise, fixes the draw so he gets the sub straw.

Can Damon, Erik and Tork help Joe deal with his troubles and send him home on Monday feeling ready to take on the world again?

It's available here.




“Want a quickie?” Erik asked, humping against him. “I got blue balls.”

“Oh, I have to see these blue balls of yours. I might take pictures.” He gave Erik a wink, nodded. “Hell, yes, I want a quickie. I’ve been here for three hours. On my own.” Nothing to do but think and wait and wish someone was there already to get off with.

“Oh, man.” Erik sounded genuinely sympathetic. “Come to the big couch.”

“You don’t have to ask me twice.” Tork went to the barbeque and turned off the gas, then brought the cover down. It would have to do. Better to rewarm the burgers than have them completely dried out.

Food put off for later, Tork followed his favorite Greek God’s ass back into the house.

Erik started to strip down, that new knife wound from the last get together now covered with a tattoo - a black dagger pointing all the way down Erik’s belly.

“Jesus, ‘Rik that is stunning.” Tork moved closer and traced it with his fingers, the muscles of Erik’s abdomen fucking sexy.

“You like it?” Erik flexed those amazing muscles for him. “I got it during an undercover sting.”

“Shit yeah. It’s enticing.” He grinned, stroked his fingers over it again. “I want to lick it.”

“It’s healed.” Erik had his jeans open, but not off, and he took a wide stance. “Go for it.”

Tork nodded, dropping to his knees and leaning in. He breathed in, pulling Erik’s scent deep into his lungs. He swore he could tell his men each by scent alone. Erik smelled of Speed Stick and grass and the barest hint of soap.

Opening his mouth, he slowly dragged his tongue over the handle of the dagger. Erik’s belly went rock hard, jerking at his touch. Moaning, he traced the rest of the knife with the tip of his tongue.

“Mmm. It covered the scar nicely, hmm?” Erik sounded pleased, and more than a little turned on.

“Yeah. I can still feel the scar under my tongue, though.” While he was here, Tork figured he might as well fish out that fucking amazing prick and have at it.

Erik licked his lips, staring at Tork like he was fucking magic. “Glad you’re here.”

“Ditto.” He licked the tip of Erik’s cock, then took as much of it into his mouth as he could. They’d said a quickie, right? So there was no reason for him to fart around. This time.

“Tork!” Erik reached for him, muscles vibrating like a bow string.

Smiling as best he could around Erik’s cock, he bobbed his head, going up and down on Erik’s heat. He loved the taste of a man’s cock, hard and dripping on his lips. He knew how to make it really good for Erik, too, though, and every time he took Erik’s cock into his throat, he swallowed.

“Tork. Man. Man, you’re so fucking good at this.”

My God It's Monday

Yes, indeedy it is. Not a bad day, but busy and back to worky and that kind of thing.

I have three releases this week! Covers, blurbs and where to find them are the bottom of the post.

After watching the three first Transformer movies, I went to see the new one in the theater yesterday. I liked it. Not as much as I liked the first but so so so much better than the second, even if that is damning with faint praise. Maybe I'll do a movie Tuesday thing with it tomorrow.

I'm not sure who put the new Dumb and Dumber trailer in with the ones they had for this movie, but wow, it totally was the odd movie out. I still want to see Lucy and I still want to see Guardians of the Galaxy. (The two other promos they had that I remember. I'm sure there was more because the promos just go on forever, but that's all I remember.)

Yesterday was totally gross weather wise. It was hot, not stupid hot even, but the humidity was so high that the air felt heavy -- like there were invisible skyscrapers in it sitting on top of you the moment you went out. Have I mentioned lately that I love my a/c? I really, really do. It's more temperate today, but I'm still continuing my hibernation. I just don't like going outdoors in the summer.

Welcome Home is now hitting the distributors. You can find it here at ARE and I'm sure it'll hit Amazon soon. Still, it's currently 25% off at the publisher, though.

Okay, so this is Monday this week. I hope you have a good one!




Damon, Erik, Tork and Joe are back again for another wild weekend together where they can all let go and really be themselves.

Just because they’ve left their jobs and lives behind though, doesn’t mean that they’ve left their baggage behind, too. Joe’s had a really rough week and to everyone’s surprise, fixes the draw so he gets the sub straw.

Can Damon, Erik and Tork help Joe deal with his troubles and send him home on Monday feeling ready to take on the world again?

Drawing Straws: Joe will be out July 16




Trey is a natural submissive, but no one wants to take on a blind man. When Trey and Lucien hit it off, it could be the answer to Trey’s prayers.

When Lucien meets his favorite author at a book signing, he's surprised to discover the man is not only blind, but much younger than he’d expected. He’s even more surprised to discover that Trey shares a passion of his—BDSM.

Trey loves his life as a horror mystery writer, but it is a lonely one. Immediately drawn to Lucien, he’s surprised and intrigued when Lucien ferrets out his interests in certain aspects of BDSM right from the start.

Is Lucien exactly who Trey’s been waiting for, or is it too good to be true?

Size Matters will be out July 18.




Isaiah and Braxton are world-class speed skaters. Barely spending a moment apart, they train together, eat together, and fool around together. Both on and off the ice, they’re each other’s biggest rivals and best friends.

When a nasty accident leaves Braxton unable to skate for at least six weeks, he becomes Isaiah’s biggest supporter. But more than that, the accident also opens their eyes as to how they really feel about each other, and just maybe it’ll give them more than it takes away...

Silver Edges will be out on July 20

Size Matters coming out on Friday!

My novella Size Matters comes out on Friday and Totally Bound has set up a blog tour for me. Here's the places I will be:



I'll also be on LM Sommerton's blog on July 18 and on Beyond Romance on July 19.

Here's more about my story:


Trey is a natural submissive, but no one wants to take on a blind man. When Trey and Lucien hit it off, it could be the answer to Trey’s prayers.

When Lucien meets his favorite author at a book signing, he's surprised to discover the man is not only blind, but much younger than he’d expected. He’s even more surprised to discover that Trey shares a passion of his—BDSM.

Trey loves his life as a horror mystery writer, but it is a lonely one. Immediately drawn to Lucien, he’s surprised and intrigued when Lucien ferrets out his interests in certain aspects of BDSM right from the start.

Is Lucien exactly who Trey’s been waiting for, or is it too good to be true?

It'll be available here on Friday.

Guest Blog from Julia Talbot!

I'm pleased to share a guest post from Julia Talbot -- talking about her new wicked pseudonym Minerva Howe -- yay for Kink!

Hey, y’all!

The amazing Sean Michael is letting me do a post on the Sean Livejournal to talk about my newest release and my new pseudonym. Nope, I’m not looking to trash Julia Talbot. I love her very much and will put out more and more Julia books, I promise. (Look at www.torquerebooks.com for Full Moon Dating: Evgeny and Feng, available now.)

However, a lot of readers have been asking me to write BDSM. Just as many readers have said, but I don’t read BDSM, how will I know which books are which? Sure, a few of the Julia books push the line, but most everyone knows I usually park at spanking and walk the rest of the way.

So I pondered what to do, and came up with Minerva. Julia can still do sexy. Minerva is for the kink. Hence the tagline, “Stories that leave a mark.” I just loved the idea of being able to have a much harder edge without worrying about confusing folks.

My first Minerva Howe book released this week with Resplendence Press. It’s also available on Amazon and All Romance Ebooks.

Minerva was my mom’s mother’s middle name. Howe is my wife’s dad’s mom’s maiden name. These ladies are an inspiration to me, even if my grandma was crazy as a bedbug. I blame the great depression.

So, Chosen Wolf has spanking, bondage, crops, biting, fisting, and a little no-no-no-yes going for it.

Here’s all the official stuff!



Brantley is perfectly happy with his life. He has a good job, a strong wolf pack behind him, and a trip into Denver every so often to take care of his needs. So when the Pack has the kind of meeting that only happens once in a blue moon, he's more annoyed than worried. At least until the meeting turns out to be the stuff of Pack legend, with a vampire appearing to choose a new guardian from all of the eligible male wolves.

Vampire Paul has a good arrangement with the Moonlight Mountain pack. He gets to choose a wolf as his guardian, and they get a draught of his blood to strengthen their line. His connection with Brant is immediate, and he knows Brantley will be the first guardian in maybe centuries who will match him need for need. Paul likes games of dominance, likes to put his guardians to the test. Brantley is pretty sure he doesn't even like men, let alone a vamp who's into whips and chains. Can Paul convince Brantley that they really are made for each other?

Thanks so much for having me, Sean! I really love to be in such good company.

XXOO

Julia Talbot, aka Minerva Howe- find us both at www.minervahowe.com

Here's where to buy the book:

http://www.resplendencepublishing.com/m8/679-978-1-60735-790-2--chosen-wolf-moonlight-mountain-series-book-one-by-minerva-howe.html

https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-chosenwolfmoonlightmountainbookone-1563803-147.html

http://www.amazon.com/Chosen-Wolf-Minerva-Howe-Moonlight-ebook/dp/B00LNGEXQ2/ref=sr_1_3?ie=UTF8&qid=1405047163&sr=8-3&keywords=chosen+wolf

My God It's Monday

I was a very slow starter this morning, but I've finally gotten a few things done. So it's like, half a Monday instead of a full Monday (which isn't nearly as much fun as a full monty!)

I didn't go to any movies this weekend, but I did watch Transformers, the original and the second one. I'm hoping to go to the latest Transformers movie on the weekend, so wanted to re-watch the first ones. I love the first movie so much and the story telling is pretty good. I wish the second and third were even half as good. I'm keeping my fingers crossed for number four. Oh, I know that movie sequels are usually ever deeper diminishing returns the further along that you go, but it's Transformers. I must go watch in 3D. I'll just hope for the best.

I forgot to mention here that I got my newsletter out for July 1. You can find it here -- there's a bunch of contests, some excerpts, a couple recipes... I need to get back into the habit of doing it monthly.

Now I just need to get my webpage updated!

I've got lots of writing deadlines over the next month, so I guess I should get back to it.

I hope you're all having a good Monday.

Welcome Home re-released by Amber!

Watson feels like he's been riding his bike forever. Leaving Boston and his ex-boyfriend in a cloud of dust, he heads west. Finding himself with nowhere to stay on a cold Rocky Mountain night, Watson takes a chance on a traveler's rest, an old-fashioned place to just hang his hat until morning.

Bandy was a traveler once, too, until a desperate bout with disaster changed his life. He takes Watson in and shows the man that it's worth picking up the pieces of a shattered life. But can he convince Watson they can make a home for both of them?

You can get it here.

There's an excerpt on the product page, but here's a less work safe one


He laughed. “I smell like leather and the road, I imagine.”

Bandy’s nostrils flared, the pale eyes closing. “Leather. Road. Man. Speed Stick deodorant.”

“No, shit, you can smell my deodorant?”

“Yeah. That whole your-other-senses-get-stronger thing? Not a lie.”

He leaned harder over the couch arm. “Touch and taste, too?”

“Yeah. Yeah, touch and taste.” Bandy licked his lips, thighs spreading a little.

“Oh…” He swallowed, watching Bandy’s tongue. “Touch and taste,” he repeated, his cock throbbing. He wanted to touch, to taste.

“Uh-huh.” Bandy shifted and he could see the bulge in the man’s jeans.

And if that wasn’t an invitation…then he’d go—get back on his bike and leave.

He got up and stood between Bandy’s legs, looking down at the man. “If I’ve got the wrong idea here, tell me.”

“You don’t have the wrong idea.” Bandy reached out, hands wrapping around his legs.

“Good.” He slid his fingers into short hair, tilting Bandy’s head back as he bent and brought their lips together.

Bandy’s lips parted, warm tongue sliding out to taste him, to feel him. Coffee was the first thing he tasted, and then the man himself, strong and male. Good. Moaning, he slid his own tongue along Bandy’s.

Bandy made a sweet, low sound, tongue pushing into his lips, the kiss deepening.

He watched Bandy’s face, the sightless eyes closed. He could see them move reflexively beneath the surface as he wrapped his lips around Bandy’s tongue and sucked gently. Long fingers wrapped around his thighs, squeezing and rolling, rubbing him in time with their kiss.

Moaning into the kiss, he slid his hands over Bandy’s skull, rubbed over the man’s neck and held onto his shoulders. Bandy tugged him closer, giving him that lap to drop down onto. He straddled those long legs, groaning as his cock pushed up against Bandy’s. It was so hot and he shuddered—he couldn’t remember the last time anything with Jimmy had felt this good.

“Oh, damn. That’s. That’s something.” Bandy’s mustache tickled his lips, those hands sliding around to cup and squeeze his ass.

He nodded, tongue dragging along Bandy’s lower lip. “It is. It’s good.” Electric. He could only imagine how it had to be for Bandy if the man hadn’t had anything but his own hand in forever. He wanted to make it good, wanted to blow the man’s mind.

“Mmmhmm.” Bandy moved under him, rocking just a little, cock nudging him, over and over.

His leathers were way too fucking tight, and Bandy’s jeans had to be constricting important things, too, so he started on them, playing with Bandy’s belt buckle, teasing a bit, before undoing it.

“Oh. Oh, man. I… Damn.”

Watson grinned. He had a hunch this was going to be good for his ego.

TGIF!

I'm hosting over on torquere_social today, talking holidays, contests, discounts and books.

If you haven't had a chance to put your entry in at Totally Bound yet for the What's His Passion contest, here's the link.

My book Size Matters is out on July 18.



Canada day is coming up next week. July already. I don't know, there just never seems to be enough time in the day to get everything done that I should/need/want to. And it looks like July 1 is going to be a bear of a day heat-wise. Good thing I have a/c, eh?

Everyone had a fantastic weekend!