Are you naughty?
If you are, are you thankful to be naughty? I used to hide my naughty side. At first I told my writers group I would never write erotic romance. Yep. I've done that. Then I drew a new line and said I would never right erotica. Yep. I've done that. Then I said I would never right a M/M romance. Guess what? I did that, too. After doing all those naughty things it didn't surprise me that my first published book was a F/F historical western - The Virgin Madam.
I'm naughty and now I'm proud to be naughty!
Naughtiness comes in many forms. A sexy book, a sexy dream, a sexy movie... My favorite kind of naughtiness comes in the form of sexy characters. After all you can imagine a drop dead gorgeous man with all the features that turn you on!
To satisfy your naughty cravings here is an excerpt from my M/M historical romance Saltwater Lover which will be released in early 2014 from Liquid Silver Books.
Mather smiled. The heat emanating from him made Kojo shiver, made him want to be closer to this man, to feel him. If he could make himself valuable to him, maybe he’d have an easier life. Maybe he’d be able to spend more time with him. Maybe he’d be able to feel the man’s hands roaming his body again.
The captain pushed his chair back from the table. “Reward,” he said, “Stand.”
Kojo’s pulse stammered. It felt like a bird was caged in his chest, flapping his wings to break free. He had no idea what the reward would be, only that it could not be his freedom.
Mather offered his hand and Kojo grasped it, letting the captain pull him to his feet. He inhaled deeply. The man’s blond hair smelled clean and salty with a hint of fish. This close to him, it was impossible for him not to be stirred by the man’s scent. The captain came closer.
Mather ran his fingertips lightly from the base of Kojo’s shaft to his softly swollen tip. His eyes were gentle, uncertain. As though afraid to hurt him.
He inhaled sharply, undone by the simple caress. This was his reward? He’d never expected something like this. Dizzy from shock, he reached out with his one free hand to grab the man’s shoulder. Mather felt solid under his clothes. He longed to feel the captain’s bare skin against his, though the thought scared him—had scared him since the first day on the beach. He’d always imagined fear and desire were two very different things. Now he knew otherwise.
Mather gripped his member tightly, but not enough to hurt. “Do you like this? Hmmm?”
All he could do was moan. He hoped Mather would understand he enjoyed his touch. He certainly didn’t want him to stop. Oh yes, this was what he had been building up to before. His body trembled. Senses overwhelmed, he closed his eyes and leaned his head back, awash in the first pleasure he’d ever experienced. His cock grew in Mather’s hand, showing him in action what he could not tell him in words. He wanted this.
Mather slid his hand down the length of it, squeezing it, testing its firmness. He continued to play and fondle, watching Kojo’s face. “I want to watch you come. Come for me, Kojo.” Mather took his balls in one hand while pumping slowly with the other.
Kojo didn’t know what the captain had said. He just wanted time to stand still so this moment would last. The spirits had never told him this type of fulfillment existed.
Incredible pulses of pleasure raced through Kojo’s body. He panted loudly and his enthusiasm spurred Mather to pump his cock faster and faster, at just the rhythm he needed. His toes curled against the wood floor. His breaths came in little pants. Mather ate them all up with his gaze, his smile.
Kojo continued to brace himself with his hand on Mather’s shoulder. Tipping his head back, he let out a long low moan, his body shaking itself to pieces with ecstasy.
A hot stream of cum leaked out of his cock and shot into Mather’s hand. Mather used it as lubricant to ease the speed of his hand. He continued to fondle his balls roughly, prolonging the pleasure. Kojo jerked and gasped for long minutes after, savoring the feel of Mather’s hand.
Once he was milked dry, Mather put his arms around him and eased him back into the chair. He retrieved a piece of flannel and wiped off his cock and then his own hand. The man’s face glowed. He trailed a finger down Kojo’s arm and then drew teasing circles on his chest.
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Come, be thankful for being naughty!!!