For The Attention Of
Title: For The Attention Of Series: Pushing The Envelope (Book 1)
Genre: Male/Male, BDSM, Erotic Romance
Length: Amber Kiss - Short Story (8,000 words)
Publisher: Amber Allure
Release Date: August 2011 - Available Now
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Blurb:
Paddle? Check. Flogger? Check. Leather cuffs? Check.
Scott has gathered his supplies. He's sent the anonymous note to his fantasy dominant. All he can do now is wait, and hope like hell that Joe's curiosity will get the better of him.
If Joe doesn't accept his invitation, Scott will be heartbroken. But if Joe does accept it, well, anything could happen.
Scott has gathered his supplies. He's sent the anonymous note to his fantasy dominant. All he can do now is wait, and hope like hell that Joe's curiosity will get the better of him.
If Joe doesn't accept his invitation, Scott will be heartbroken. But if Joe does accept it, well, anything could happen.
Excerpt:
The door swung open without so much as a creak.
Joe stared silently into the room for several long seconds. The central ceiling light had already been switched on, highlighting every detail of the man who lay on the bed directly opposite the door. The guy was completely naked but for the leather cuffs wrapped around his wrists and ankles, and he was stunning.
Lean lines of pale muscle called to Joe, just begging him to paint pretty lines across a pristine canvas. At the same time, a spark of possessiveness crackled through Joe. Stepping forward, he closed the door behind him and locked it for good measure. The canvas was his. No other doms were going to be allowed to play with it until he was done.
A combination of floppy blond hair and an awkward angle obscured the man’s face. Joe still didn’t have a clue who he was about to screw. He stepped forward. He was only three paces from the edge of the mattress when the lightning bolt finally hit him.
Bloody hell—Scott!
The name circled around and around in Joe’s head as his eyes ran over the other man’s body. Gradually more words were added to the exclamation. Scott. Scott—naked. Scott—naked and tied up. Scott—naked, tied up and apparently waiting for him.
Joe’s mind came to a stop then. He wasn’t sure how that scenario could get any better. There was nothing left to add to his perfect fantasy.
Frowning slightly, Joe tore his gaze away from Scott and looked around the room, now completely sure there had to be a hidden camera somewhere. Things like this didn’t happen in real life. They happened in wet dreams and solo jack off sessions. They happened when he failed to hook up with anyone at the club and went home alone, his mind almost inevitably crammed full of pictures of the quiet little guy who lurked on the edge of his group of friends.
To hell with it. If someone was filming them, that was fine with Joe. If nothing else, it could prove to be a hell of a good souvenir of the occasion.