At #christmas time one needs a sexy sweet Matzo Ball story to balance things out #lgbtq

Yes, we do have a Christmas time story in Sexy to Go Gay  Romance. It’s not so much a Christmas story as a Jewish story, thus the title. But Matzo Ball by Avery Duran shouldn’t be ignored on the basis of which faith you prefer. It’s a pretty fun read either way!

 

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Yummy yummy matzo ball soup!

 

Excerpt: Matzo Ball Soup by Avery Duran

I walked toward the hot bartender, wondering exactly what he wanted from me. He gestured for me to follow him. His long legs moved quickly, but I didn’t mind walking behind him since it meant I could watch that tight ass move in his clinging pants. The rest of him was just as sexy as I had expected, broad shoulders tapering down into a small waist that emphasized his perfect rear. He was a little taller than I, which would make him just over six feet. We walked through a door marked “Employees only” and down a long, winding hallway. I suppressed the voice in my head reminding me this was a set-up for an episode of Unsolved Mysteries.
Finally, some sense of self-preservation emerged and I asked him, “Where are we going?”

He turned around, smiled at me, and leaned against the wall. “Here is good.”

I looked around the barren hallway, “But…what am I helping you with?”

“It’s actually more of what I helped you with.”

I was stumped. I mean, the guy was hot as hell, but I was starting to feel as if I’d fallen down the rabbit hole. I really hoped he wasn’t going to try to sell me something, or rope me into a get-rich-quick scheme. The time for me to make my escape had definitely come. Pity such hotness was going to waste. “Look, buddy, I appreciate whatever you
mean to do, but I’m meeting a friend and should get going.”

He started to laugh and I froze—seriously, I could not move. When he smiled, his eyes crinkled up at the corners and his whole face lit up; I had never seen anything more mesmerizing.

He put his hand out. “Wait a minute, was I reading you wrong? Because seriously, I did NOT think you were interested in giving that woman her dream of two-point-five kids and a white picket fence.” He put his hand on my shoulder. “C’mon, we can go back.”

“No!” I yelled, probably a little too enthusiastically. “L-Let’s not go back.”

“Well, I have to go back if I want to get paid, but I can get you out the back door—for a price.”

“What’s the price?”

One side of his mouth kicked up. “Your number and a kiss.”

I was stunned; this walking dream wanted to kiss me? Mr. Bland? I started looking around the hall.

“What are you looking for?”

“The cameras. This must be some sort of reality show.”

His smile widened and he stepped closer to me. “No hidden cameras. I just saw one of my own needing some rescuing and I really wanted to be the one to do it.”

“You mean a fellow Jew?”

He put his hand to my cheek. “Well, that too.”

As his face got closer to mine, I took in a quick breath. He nipped my bottom lip and I opened for him; his soft mouth felt amazing against mine. His hands stayed on my face, holding me in place. As his tongue rubbed over mine, I brought my hands up into his hair and scratched my fingers along his closely-shorn head. He pulled back and nuzzled along the side of my mouth and chin. He stepped closer and his arms dropped around my shoulders, gripping them tightly. I kissed him back and when he groaned, I felt the vibration moving through my chest.

He started to slow down, not letting go of me, but pulling away from my mouth and looking deeply into my eyes. My heart pounded and my dick throbbed. I wanted so much more with this man. I moved closer to—holy shit, I don’t know his name! Reality hit me like a bucket of cold water. I just made out with a stranger in the hallway.

I think he saw the panic start to emerge on my face. “Hey, don’t freak out.”

“I’m not freaking out.” I lied.

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Traveling for the #holidays? Take this Rainbow Award winning #lesbian anthology along for the ride #glbt

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2017 Rainbow Award Honorable Mention Winner! 

Discover the many facets of romantic relationships as authors in volume one of, A Heart Well Traveled, unravel the trials and tribulations of long distance love affairs.

Each author, with their own unique style of storytelling, will leave the reader begging for more. Go from wild rides to gentle love stories, exploring the twists and turns lovers go through as they work to be together despite the distance between them.

Explore bonds beyond friendship, chance meetings, family drama, gender complexity, longstanding love and unexpected passion as lovers seek their happily ever after.

A Heart Well Traveled is a collection of short stories where women who love woman share the joys and challenges of long distance relationships.

Can love really conquer all?

 

***  my story is title Man-Trapped Madeline and it’s about a rural butch veterinarian who gets caught unprepared when her girlfriend announces she wants a baby.

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“I’ll miss you.” I stood in the kitchen with my arms around Chloe, holding her as I always did, until the very last minute before she had to go catch her plane back to the big city. Never one for goodbyes, our relationship ironically seemed built around them. Like a butterfly, Chloe was always leaving and coming, arriving and departing. She and I had just shared two long weeks of bliss here in my rustic-but-modernly appointed home, and I was reticent to let her go, more so this time than ever before. Yet I refused to spoil our parting by starting another, move to the small town, argument.

She pulled back from my embrace. “I’ll miss you, too. But you know I have to get back to work. Got bills to pay.”

Knowing she did didn’t make parting any easier. In my opinion, it made it worse. The same questions always floated to the top of my mind. Why couldn’t she stay here with me permanently in Butte, Montana? Why did it always seem easier for her to leave?

Worry niggled at me. Did she have another lover stowed in Cincinnati? Had she lied to me and was really married? Sighing, I gazed down into her mink brown eyes searching for answers.

Chloe stiffened in my arms. “What? What is it?”

She shook her head and stepped out of my arms entirely, spinning around so I couldn’t see her face.

I took two steps toward her trying to keep the alarm out of my voice. “What’s going on? Are you okay?”

She whirled and flashed me a smile, but her eyes radiated worry. “There’s something I’m going to do when I get home that I haven’t told you about … yet.”

I scratched my short-trimmed dark hair and prayed for patience, but unease quickly settled into the middle of my chest. It wasn’t like her to keep secrets from me, at least not that I knew of. I sure didn’t have any secrets from her. What she saw was what she got—a stocky mid-thirties rural veterinarian butch living in a comfortable, modernized cabin, who was ragingly in lust with her.

“All right. Is it about your job?”

She shook her head, swishing the cascade of blonde curls around her shoulders. The hair always made her appear young and innocent, but I wasn’t quite buying it.

The worst-case scenario popped into my mind. “Are you … leaving me?”

She came forward and took my hand. “No, silly. But I have made a decision you might not like.”

Oh boy. I was too afraid to ask, so I remained silent, waiting.

She must have gathered her courage from somewhere deep within and found enough of it because her head lifted and her chin came up. “I want a baby.”

 

*** out now from Sapphire Press and available on Amazon. Happy Traveling!

Eva

You’re nobody until some bunny loves you #shifter #romance @mlrpress


Can a werewolf hunter and a bunny shifter find love in Illinois? To me the combo is somewhat mind boggling – though kind of cute! – but the story has gotten some great reviews on Goodreads.

I loved this! I liked the first book in the Hoppity Shifter series, but I think I liked this one even better. Justin melted my heart. He was the perfect blend of innocent and fierce, confused and protective.

I wouldn’t say this is quite insta-love, but it borders on the cusp. Nevertheless, the author is able to weave in character backstory among a background of shifter politics, in a book that’s only about 30K words. Pretty impressive. I’d love to know more about shifter politics and dynamics in future books.

It was cute, it was sweet, it was funny. It’s a great, low-angst, summertime read, and we even get a peek into how the MC’s from Chasing His Cottontail (book 1) are doing.

This sounds like a perfect beach read. It’s funny, cute and not overly dramatic. Ah, young love. Let’s hear it for the cottontail men! Here is the cover:

This book is on sale now at Amazon, MLR Press and all other ebook outlets.

Enjoy! And like mom said, always eat your carrots!

Sexy excerpts from new #menage MMF #romsus out May 23rd

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AVAILABLE: Tuesday, May 23rd

[Siren Menage Amour: Erotic Consensual BDSM Menage a Trois Paranormal Romantic Suspense, M/M/F, HEA]

 

Chris Spinell, Jilly Reimers, and Chris ‘Nate’ Poole are happily married. Now, living in a small town run by The Love Play Matchmaking Service, Chris Spinell hopes his family is safely away from the possible dangers that come from living in a big city.

 

Jilly and Nate cherish the life they have with Chris. They even love the fact that he is their Dom. BDSM gives them the structure and sense of belonging they’ve always wanted. However, life in Minaqua doesn’t give Chris the peace of mind he needs in order to quell his anxieties. The scars from his time in Afghanistan run so deep, Chris’ PTSD will not allow him to escape the fears that his family is at constant risk for harm.

 

When a stranger comes to town seeking to harm Jilly and Nate, Chris’ protective instincts are put to the test. Will he deal with this reasonably, or will he do whatever it takes to defend his family, including breaking a solemn oath?

 

A Siren Erotic Romance

 

 

 

STORY EXCERPT

 

He thought about how far his life had come in such a short time. In less than ten years, he’d gone from an ex-Special Forces soldier searching for his place in the world, to an MIT graduate, to owning the second largest independently owned and operated software integration firm in Michigan. But all of that was nothing compared to the real change that happened when his sister had recommended that he join a dating service to cure his less-than-stellar love life. And Love Play had done that and much more. In their own mysterious way, they’d managed to look into his heart and find the man and woman of his dreams. Literally. The images of Jilly and Nate had haunted his dreams after he returned from Afghanistan. During that time, he didn’t know it was them, but after he met them and they spent the night together, he knew they were the ones.

 

How his Eros, his matchmaker at Love Play, had known baffled him. Nevertheless, he was profoundly grateful that the man or woman, or whoever his Eros was, had put the three of them together. Now, they were married, and he was happier than he’d ever been in his life. Add to it that their love had become so deep that it had blossomed into a beautiful dominant-submissive relationship with them.

 

The car’s internal phone rang. It was Jilly. He pressed the icon on the car’s dashboard screen and answered.

 

“Hi, honey, what’s up?” he asked. He was always glad to hear Jilly’s voice.

 

He grasped his chest, hoping the ache would fade as he longed to see her.

 

“I was going over the arrangements for the party,” she said. Her sweet voice was a dulcet tone that calmed him.

 

“I’m thinking about how people should dress,” she said, “and the basic rules for the party.”

 

Jilly had the great idea to plan a Christmas party for them and their BDSM friends to be held at Love Play’s mansion. When she’d mentioned it in August, he hadn’t been wild about the idea. But after a lot of cajoling from her and Nate, they’d convinced him, and he’d given her the permission to go for it, which meant they were going to attend, too.

 

“High protocol is not something we do, but there’s no reason that should stop other Doms from having that with their submissives. As for clothing, you know my rules for you, too. You aren’t allowed to wear anything too revealing. The only person allowed to see your ass is me and Nate, and that’s when he’s not in trouble.”

 

It wasn’t as if he made them walk around with bolts of fabric hanging off their bodies, but their sexuality belonged to him.

 

“Dueño, that was a long time ago,” Nate said, pouting.

 

“It won’t happen again.”

 

Right after Chris had collared them, Nate bought Jilly a pair of tight jeans, high heels, and a shirt that was so form fitting it showed everything the Lord had blessed her with in the chest and told her to wear his prized choker collar. Chris had damn near had a heart attack when they came home from a late lunch in Cutlerville.

 

Nate grinned and asked, “Doesn’t she look hot?” Once he’d regained the ability to speak, Chris’s only reply was, “Not as hot as your ass is gonna be once I hit it with my flogger.” He ordered them both to the bedroom, flogged Nate’s ass, paddled Jilly, then fucked them without allowing either of them to orgasm. To teach Nate a lesson for encouraging Jilly to dress immodestly, he hadn’t been allow to see her bare ass for two days or have sex with her.

 

Nate also had to cover his eyes with his hands when Jilly wore no clothes for two days. Whereupon, Nate vowed to never encourage her to wear inappropriate clothing again.

 

“Dueño, I know what your rules are for us. What about the party? Kink for everyone?”

 

He had no appetite for that yet. He cared for his friends, especially his army buddies, the Propietarios who were into BDSM, but he wasn’t ready to see them go all out.

 

“This is casual, vanilla only. Leather is permitted but please do not go all out,” Chris said.

 

“All right, got it.”

 

“How are you feeling?” he asked, worried. “Still feeling worn down?”

 

She was at home trying to get over the remnants of a cold that lingered, giving her all sorts of problems like a fever and upset stomach. She’d feel good one moment, and then, wham, she’d have to rest because she’d be too tired to move. Despite his protests, she refused to go to the doctor again.

 

“Somewhat.”

 

He sighed. “Don’t wear yourself out today. Get some rest. That’s an order. If you aren’t better by tomorrow, we’re going downtown.”

 

The DMC, Detroit Medical Center, was the major medical complex in the area. It was over an hour away, and he would gladly drive her to find out what was wrong. He was not willing to risk her well-being for her selfish pride or a dumb party. He hated when she was not feeling well or was in pain. He wanted to be able to shield her from the worst the world could give so she’d be able to live a life of love and happiness. She deserved that much and more. To say he loved her would be an understatement. Heck, it wouldn’t even describe the depths of his intense feelings for them. They owned him as much as he owned them. It didn’t feel right if they weren’t healthy and safe.

 

“I will take it easy.”

 

“Okay. I love you,” Chris said.

 

“Love you, too,” she replied. “Love you, too, Nate.”

 

“I’ll call you later on to see how you are doing,” Nate said.

 

Chris ended the call.

 

“Do you think she’ll obey?” Nate asked.

 

 

 

 

ADULT EXCERPT

 

 

 

“Tell me what you want, sweet stuff,” Chris said to Nate.

 

“Dueño, I want you to fuck me hard,” Nate said. “And I want to fuck Jilly-Bean and fill her tight pussy with my cum.”

 

“Very good, sweet stuff. That pleases me. Present yourself to me,” Chris said.

 

Nate opened his legs further, exposing his cock and balls to Chris. His cock jutted upward and twitched.

 

“Do you like being my submissive?” Chris asked.

 

Nate’s mouth fell open. His eyes became partially lidded. He groaned with a hint of agony in his tone. “Yes, Dueño. Serving you makes me hard.”

 

“You keep me hard. Do you know that? You like keeping your owner hard?”

 

He nodded, and his eyes rolled backward. Chris knew his man was already starting to soar into subspace.

 

“Jilly-Bean, stand up,” Chris said.

 

She stood.

 

“Come to Dueño and suck my dick until I tell you to stop.”

 

She latched onto him. He fisted her hair and pulled her head away from his cock, craning her head back, exposing her creamy flesh. He hissed as he relished the satiny feel of her mouth as it enveloped his penis. There was something about the way she sucked his dick that made him want to lose control.

 

“Up, Jilly-Bean.” He let go of her hair and helped her to her feet. “Go to the bed and lay on your stomach, legs apart and ass up. Nate, do not touch yourself.”

 

Nate whimpered.

 

Though his dick was wet from her saliva, Chris grabbed the lube off the nightstand. He flipped the cap and placed some on his fingers and spread it liberally around her anus and inside of it.

 

“Your ass is so perfect. I can’t believe I’ve had the honor and pleasure of fucking it.”

 

He parted the globes of her ass and placed the rounded tip of his cock at her tight hole. He growled as he slid inside of her. She clenched the muscles in her pussy and grunted.

 

She puffed. “Yes, Dueño, more.” She was a pain slut in her own way.

 

He pushed in harder and then pulled back. “Please, again.”

 

He grasped her hips and slammed into her. His hips took on a mind of their own and they seemed to have one goal in mind, mate his woman like this was his one and only opportunity. She whimpered, unable to control the small thrusting movements of her hips as he filled her. His balls slapped against her with the force of his movement. She wiggled her hips and cried out. She was close. He slammed harder into her ass and bent forward, massaging her clit as she begged for permission to come. Every nerve galvanized his body for one reason, to shoot his cum deep inside of her. He grimaced as the maddening pain radiated up from his dick to his eyes, nearly blinding him. He was ready.

 

“Oh God, come, baby,” he said.

 

Her back arched then her hips bucked. Her ass clenched, squeezing his dick. He lost control and growled and came hard. He closed his eyes tight and his mind went blank as euphoria swept through him. He grunted then trembled as the last bit of cum spurted out of him.

 

He collapsed on the bed beside her and pulled her into his arms. The fog that had clouded his mind slowly lifted, letting him come back to his senses. He nuzzled the crook of her neck, adoring her sweet fragrance that mingled with his. This type of intimacy had been alien to him before he met them. Sex had been pleasurable but not satisfying, and it made him wonder if there was anything more to it than a quick romp in the sack. It was never an issue with them.

 

Nate. His love was patiently awaiting his turn. Chris ran his hands up and down her body and kissed her neck.

 

“Go the center of the bed and lie on your back then spread your legs,” he said whispering in her ear.

 

* * * *

 

Jilly did as she was told. She loved obeying Dueño. His mastery over her body and her heart made her feel loved and protected. Not to mention he was so hot that she felt like the luckiest woman in the world to have a man like him in love with her. A little over six feet two, Chris’s short-cut light brown hair, lean angular torso with toned limbs and blue eyes made him look like the boy next door had grown up to be a heart-stopping gorgeous man.

 

Most people only had one partner who made them swoon. She had two. Nate was her Aussie blond thunder whose voice was a deep baritone and body she likened to a Greek god. For the longest time, he wore his hair long and pulled back into a pony tail, giving him a carefree look that added to his sex appeal whether he knew it or not. Now, he wore it short and trimmed like Chris.

 

She laid down and opened her legs. She felt the bed dip as Nate crawled onto it. He loomed over her, and his eyes simmered with lust. While Chris was her Master, Nate was her sweet Sir.

 

 

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