Welcome to Taboo Tens and I'm excited to have on Cassandre Dayne who is taking over both my blogs today! :P
She's a great friend and mentor as well as one of the best writers out there and her first m/m release from our great publisher, Rebel Ink is Game Over.
Here she is with a sexy post.
HOT MEN – KISSING AND SHARING PASSION
Cassandre Dayne
It’s Gay Pride Month and I am very excited to have my first m/m release out now. Game Over is being released by Rebel Ink Press and I hear from my publisher that it’s one of her favorites. I decided I would give you a taste of another one being publisher later this year. This one is about two very rough-hewn men that refuse to give up being the top or the Dom in their relationship. It is part of a series called Tales from Lucifer’s Lair and while the original premise is campy – this one is anything but.
I also write quite a lot about hot men on a Harley and my LOVE of them. This one is no exception. It simply finds my two hotties hot and ready for each other. Now, allow your wicked imagination to think about finding a secluded spot or not and performing a moment or two of passion. Can we say, wicked sex? Hmmm…doesn’t that sound tasty? Whether you enjoy a same sex or heterosexual relationship, you crave kicking up the passion, right? Take yourself out of your comfort zone and enjoy a walk on the wild side. My bet it this might just give you some very sensual thoughts about a bit of kink…
POWER STRUGGLE – TALES FROM LUCIFER’S LAIR
Cole Stevens was an angry man. Being fired from the job he loved, he was only able to find a work bartending at the Flamingo Rustler. The experience had left him hungry and in need to take down a man, sexually that is. When Ryker Marks saved a sassy waitress from a badass group of bikers, he was intrigued. The sexy six foot seven man had a rough-hewn demeanor and a body that killed. In the dimness of Lucifer’s Lair, the man cave nestled inside the bar, Cole knew he had to have a taste and a sinful plan was born.
Ryker was in town as a respite for his ailing soul. After his fiancé pushed him aside for an unknown man, he left his company in the hands of his employees and took a long drive on his Harley. After meeting Cole and realizing he was tired of hiding behind lies, he took a chance with the stunning slice of chocolate and a power struggle for complete domination ensued. Unfortunately Karma was against the two men and in a series of betrayals, both had to face their secret demons or one of them would be destroyed. As both Ryker and Cole went down long and treacherous paths, neither knew the truth about the other. Could their relationship survive the deceit or would an unknown accomplice take them both down?
EXCERPT
Cole couldn’t help but think the man was about as damn hot as he had ever seen. The shit kicking outfit alone was enough to make any man or woman beg to be fucked. And the way he looked standing under the warm glow of the dim light by the back cabana was enough to boil his blood. He gazed at the bike parked next to him and sighed. He was a sucker for a man on a bike and while he couldn’t see all the stunning features of the motorcycle, he knew it was a big black Harley. His breath catching, he yanked back his emotions and sniffed. “Oh yeah? That sounds like a challenge to me.”
Ryker took a step forward, the light breeze flapping the edges of his coat.
He couldn’t help but think that the only thing the man needed to look any hotter and anymore dangerous was a shotgun and a pair of dark shades. Several precious seconds ticked by as they glared at each other, neither one wanting to give up control.
“Perhaps it is. Come here and find out. If you dare.”
Cole wasn’t sure who was going to win this round, but in the end, he didn’t give a damn. He took two long strides forward until he was barely a foot away. He could sense easily enough that the man was hungry and wasn’t going to be gentle.
Ryker tipped his head and gazed into his eyes. “I said…come here.”
Barely feeling his feet move, he stepped forward until he was mere inches from his lover. “Yes? What now?”
Ryker laughed, the timbre low and silky. He brushed the long golden locks from his face and sighed. “This.” He wrapped his hand around Cole’s forearm and jerked him forward. Crushing his mouth, he forced his tongue into the deep recesses of his hot wet mouth, tasting the man as he hadn’t before. The actions a savage moment of thirst swelling to the point that neither man could wait, Ryker slid his hand’s down Cole’s back to cup his buttocks, kneading and caressing the carved flesh.
Cole moaned into the kiss, his breath stolen as he wrapped his arms around his waist, pulling him in tightly. Grinding his hips into Ryker’s the wonderful feeling of their cocks beating together sent a series of tremors trickling down his spine. He wanted the man and no matter what was going to happen on that night or any other, nothing was going to stop him.
The passionate kiss become nothing more than a lion’s roar as the two men explored and caressed each other’s bodies, heat against heat, hearts thumping, pulses racing until they were left breathless in desperation.
Ryker broke the kiss and growled. As he palmed Cole’s chest, he nipped his bottom lip, taking the tender flesh between his teeth.
Cole’s legs quivered as the man took control, sliding his hands all the way down his back to hold his hips. Ryker had wonderful hands, masculine and the long fingers were perfect for wrapping around his cock. The thought brought a tingle in his cock. Losing control, he didn’t give a damn. He needed the man.
Ryker purred and lifted Cole’s chin, gazing into his eyes. “Tasty.”
“What do you want?”
“You offering?”
“Yes.”
Ryker let out a long slow hiss and moved back several feet, giving him the long once over. “Take off your pants.”
“What?” The request caught him off guard.
“You heard me, take them off.”
Cole watched Ryker carefully and there was not doubt the man knew he was going to succumb.
Removing a small foil package from his pocket, he eyed Cole as he opened it up slowly. “Well?”
Cole breathed in and began fumbling with his pants, stealing quick glances around him. Not only was there no one in the restaurant but they could also see cars pulling in from both directions in time before they were caught in their scandalous act. Right? This is ridiculous. You want this. And damn, he did. The thought so hot, he could barely breathe. Teasing Ryker, he took his time kicking off his shoes and removing his pants. He tossed them to the side and held out his hand.
“The sexy red underwear is great, but take them off unless you don’t want them any longer.”
He laughed as he removed them and suddenly had never felt so naked in his life. Lifting his head, he gave Ryker a defiant look. His cock standing at full attention, the muscle ached with need.
“Come here.”
“For what?”
Ryker sighed as he unfastened his belt and unzipped the jeans. “Now or I won’t be gentle.”
“Who says I want you to be?” he said as he moved forward, keeping his eye on Ryker as he freed his cock. Licking his lips, he couldn’t help but hunger for him. The man’s shaft was thick, long and his cum was spicy and delicious.
“See something you like?”
Chuckling, he nodded.
“Over the bike.”
“What” Ryker was full of revelations. Cole glanced at the gleaming steel machine and shook his head back and forth.
“Now.”
The move surprising, Cole obeyed without hesitation, succumbing to the man, his lover and the first person that had him insatiably hungry. Swinging his leg over the massive beast, he gripped the handlebars as he straddled the bike, opening his legs wide in a blatant offering of his sex.
Ryker growled as he slipped behind him, sliding his hands down from his shoulders to his waist. “You are one damn sexy man.”
He responded by wriggling his ass.
“Careful what you do,” he said as he inched his hands down, cupping his ass. Kneading the carved flesh, he grazed his hands down to his thighs, rubbing gently before easing up and cupping his balls.
Cole growled and wiggled again.
Crack!
“No teasing!”
The biting pain from the slice of Ryker’s hand shocked him, yet immediately he hungered for more.
Ryker rubbed his ass cheeks and reached between his legs to stroke his cock.
Cole moaned and dropped his head. The jagged sensations of current pulsed through his system, stealing his breath. “Oh…”
Crack! Pop!
“Quiet. You talk when I tell you.” Ryker stroked his cock fervently, as he slid a finger down the crack of his ass, gliding it up and down his rounded curves.
CONTACT ME:
Email: cassandre@cassandredayne.com
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Wow, what a blog!
I have to confess, I've read both of these stories and lemme tell ya, you are in for a treat on both! WHEW!
Hot sexy stuff!
Make sure you pop on over and see her post on the Wicked Women Wednesday post where we are celebrating Pride so there is a good chance we'll get another look at either story.
:)
Join us tomorrow for great author, Tara Lain
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