| Author: | Katherine H. Halle | ISBN: | 9781386320166 |
| Publisher: | Smut Publishing | Publication: | April 24, 2017 |
| Imprint: | Language: | English |
| Author: | Katherine H. Halle |
| ISBN: | 9781386320166 |
| Publisher: | Smut Publishing |
| Publication: | April 24, 2017 |
| Imprint: | |
| Language: | English |
We all have dark wishes that need to be filled... Join the adventures of four men who have their deepest darkest desires granted.
In* Granted, *Celebrity Evan is tired of it all, so a when a stranger makes an offer he can't refuse, Evan finds he has gotten more than he bargained for..
In Gifts, a man comes home to met a lovely surprise.
Excerpt:
Evan walked beside the stranger through the back alley of the club, not even bothering to tell his two bodyguards where he was going.
“What’s your name?” Evan asked. “I’m Casey.”
He replied, “I know who you are, and I know what you are.” Evan stopped. “What?” Casey turned back and took his wrist. “You’re someone who wants something real, something way out there, and something that is quick and dirty. You crave it. But you don’t want control, that’s what all your other partners in the bedroom have expected. The famous Evan Kincaid. The superstar who is always in control of everything. But really, you want to submit to someone, to have them take control and guide you to your true passions.”
Evan’s response was a visible bobbing of his Adams apple as he swallowed, hard. His cock was rising to attention as Casey’s voice drifted into his deeper psyche.
Casey moved to him, taking his mouth possessively, roughly kissing him. He responded, opening his mouth and letting Casey’s demanding tongue into his mouth while his hands drifted to Casey’s hair, his breath rushing through his nose as the passion was ignited.
It was a modern take on an old industrial era and as soon as Evan was in the door, Casey was upon him, ripping his shirt from his torso, buttons popping from their threads and pinging to the polished concrete floor. The remains of the shirt following the buttons to the ground. Casey pushed Evan to the wall behind him, his hands going to the belt at his waist, and slipping it from its clasp, before his deft fingers had this leans unbuttoned and the zipper down. Evan gasped as Casey gripped his hardening cock in a large hand and squeezed as his fingers stroked.
“Mmm…” He said thoughtfully, “Such a beautiful cock, wasted on those fools…” Casey leaned forward and licked up the side of Evan’s throat.
“Pity I’m no fool, I’m going to enjoy you, so very much.” Casey roughly spun Evan around so the chill of the stainless steel wall was pressed against his chest. He heard the fly of Casey’s jeans being lowered and felt the hot hard head of his cock press between the cleft of his ass, a moan and a click later and he felt the chill of lube slipping between his cheeks and circling his asshole.
“Want me to fuck you, pretty boy?” Casey whispered into his ear.
“Yes.” Evan whispered, desperate to feel the sweet, hardened flesh of the man behind him penetrating him deeply.
“Want to feel me deep inside you?”
“Oh, God, yes…” Evan whimpered.
We all have dark wishes that need to be filled... Join the adventures of four men who have their deepest darkest desires granted.
In* Granted, *Celebrity Evan is tired of it all, so a when a stranger makes an offer he can't refuse, Evan finds he has gotten more than he bargained for..
In Gifts, a man comes home to met a lovely surprise.
Excerpt:
Evan walked beside the stranger through the back alley of the club, not even bothering to tell his two bodyguards where he was going.
“What’s your name?” Evan asked. “I’m Casey.”
He replied, “I know who you are, and I know what you are.” Evan stopped. “What?” Casey turned back and took his wrist. “You’re someone who wants something real, something way out there, and something that is quick and dirty. You crave it. But you don’t want control, that’s what all your other partners in the bedroom have expected. The famous Evan Kincaid. The superstar who is always in control of everything. But really, you want to submit to someone, to have them take control and guide you to your true passions.”
Evan’s response was a visible bobbing of his Adams apple as he swallowed, hard. His cock was rising to attention as Casey’s voice drifted into his deeper psyche.
Casey moved to him, taking his mouth possessively, roughly kissing him. He responded, opening his mouth and letting Casey’s demanding tongue into his mouth while his hands drifted to Casey’s hair, his breath rushing through his nose as the passion was ignited.
It was a modern take on an old industrial era and as soon as Evan was in the door, Casey was upon him, ripping his shirt from his torso, buttons popping from their threads and pinging to the polished concrete floor. The remains of the shirt following the buttons to the ground. Casey pushed Evan to the wall behind him, his hands going to the belt at his waist, and slipping it from its clasp, before his deft fingers had this leans unbuttoned and the zipper down. Evan gasped as Casey gripped his hardening cock in a large hand and squeezed as his fingers stroked.
“Mmm…” He said thoughtfully, “Such a beautiful cock, wasted on those fools…” Casey leaned forward and licked up the side of Evan’s throat.
“Pity I’m no fool, I’m going to enjoy you, so very much.” Casey roughly spun Evan around so the chill of the stainless steel wall was pressed against his chest. He heard the fly of Casey’s jeans being lowered and felt the hot hard head of his cock press between the cleft of his ass, a moan and a click later and he felt the chill of lube slipping between his cheeks and circling his asshole.
“Want me to fuck you, pretty boy?” Casey whispered into his ear.
“Yes.” Evan whispered, desperate to feel the sweet, hardened flesh of the man behind him penetrating him deeply.
“Want to feel me deep inside you?”
“Oh, God, yes…” Evan whimpered.
