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The 250th Sunday Snog in Aid of FPA

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Hi everyone,

It’s been a while since I’ve joined in with a Sunday Snog, but since this one is for charity, I couldn’t resist. This event is raising funds for FPA, the sexual charity. So, as well as enjoying all the luscious snogs and entering the fab giveaways, please do consider heading to the JustGiving page and making a donation, which will go directly to FPA. Thank you!

So, without further ado, here’s my snog. I’m sharing a snippet from The Persecution of the Wolves – I thought a paranormal would be most fitting this week 😉 Beware, though, it’s a very hot snog…

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When he returned to where he’d left Nathaniel, the other man hadn’t moved from his position on the sofa. He still sat there, his cock softening and a silly grin on his face. “Hey,” he said huskily, seeming to struggle, as though he hadn’t quite regained the ability to speak.

“Hey,” Isaac said, plopping down next to him. “That better?”

“Ooh, yes. But I can make it better still.”

“You can?” Isaac suspected he knew what was coming next, but it was more fun to pretend he didn’t.

“Yep. Come here.” Nathaniel snaked out a hand and gripped the back of Isaac’s neck, pulling him in for a heat-filled, passionate kiss. Their need for each other made them clumsy. Their teeth clashed together, but neither man cared. They continued to kiss hungrily, their tongues dueling for dominance, fighting then dancing together in an erotic movement that had them both gasping for air within seconds. Moving away to drag in precious lungfuls, they gazed at each other before diving back into their kiss.

Isaac cupped Nathaniel’s stubble-covered cheeks and pulled him in harder still, until their lips were pressed so bruisingly together they’d be showing signs for a long time afterward. God, he wanted him. Needed him. At this stage, being sucked off and exploding down Nathaniel’s throat would do, but what he really wanted was to be buried deep inside his arse, fucking him until they both screamed their climaxes.

Kissing the other man until his jaw ached, Isaac pulled away and ran a hand through his hair, enjoying the hungry look on Nathaniel’s face, not to mention the glimpse of his cock, which was hard again despite his recent orgasm.

“Fuck, Nath, I want you.”

Nathaniel grinned, his green eyes glinting and his dimples deepening, threatening to send Isaac into a meltdown. “How do you want me, gorgeous?”

“On your back on the bed. I want to see your face as I fuck you.”

“Fair enough. Race you.” He quickly kicked his trousers and boxers off from around his ankles and scurried, bare-arsed but still wearing his fleece and T-shirt, into the bedroom. Smiling, Isaac jogged after him.

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Sunday Snog – Trespassing

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Boys Will Be BoysIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! This week, I’m sharing a snog from my short story, Trespassing, which appears in the M/M anthology, Boys Will Be Boys. I looooove that cover, don’t you? 😉

Instead of replying, Ben pulled off his hi-vis vest and t-shirt, dropping them to the carpet. They were quickly joined by his shorts and boxers, and Jack couldn’t prevent his gaze from dropping to the other man’s cock. His own throbbed almost painfully, and his mouth watered. He wanted to taste that cock, to touch it, to feel its hardness and its heat…

Sitting on the double bed, then scooting back up to rest on the pillows, Ben beckoned to him. “Get naked and come here.”

Grabbing his nervousness, screwing it up and shoving it to the very back of his mind, Jack did just that. As Ben pulled him gently into his arms and began kissing him again, he knew he had nothing to worry about. He was in good hands.

Their bodies pressed together, cocks brushing against each other, straining, leaking pre-cum, eager to be touched. But there was no rush—right now, kissing was all that mattered. Parted lips, heaving chests, thrusting tongues… Jack had never felt anything like it before in his life, and already he knew he was going to get addicted.

Gaining a little confidence, Jack let his hands wander. He tangled them in Ben’s hair, cupped his face, stroked his throat, his pecs, the ridges of his abdomen. Exploring further, he reached around and cupped a pert buttock, the skin smooth, but the muscle beneath firm and ripe.

You can get your hands on Boys Will Be Boys here.

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

Sunday Snog – Weekend at Wilderhope Manor

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Weekend at Wilderhope ManorIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! This week, I’m sharing a snog from Weekend at Wilderhope Manor, my F/F erotic story which is sexy and spooky, and set over a Halloween weekend! It’s also just $0.99/77p, so kink up your Kindle today 🙂

“I’d hoped you’d say that.” Turning Jenny in her arms, she reached behind her girlfriend to tug the suitcase off the bed. It hit the floor with a thump, but she was already too preoccupied to notice. She’d backed Jenny right up to the mattress with the intention of pushing her onto the bed, then quickly joining her. However, the old fashioned bed was high, and therefore, not the sort they could fall onto. Never one to give up easily, she backed away from Jenny and pulled off her girlfriend’s shoes. Then she clambered up onto it, indicating to Jenny to follow her.

Seconds later, Jenny too had discarded her shoes and scrambled up onto the four-poster. Reaching for one another, they flopped down onto the duvet in a jumble of limbs. She tangled her fingers in Jenny’s russet hair, pulling her in for a kiss. Their lips met, and Jenny scooted her lower body closer to hers, and she responded by jamming a leg between Jenny’s thighs. Jenny moaned as she slid her hand over the curve of Stephanie’s denim-covered ass.

Jenny’s obvious pleasure sent a delicious jolt to Stephanie’s pussy. She responded by slipping her tongue between Jenny’s lips and deepening their kiss. When she felt Jenny’s fingers tighten on her ass, she ground her thigh into her girlfriend’s crotch. She twisted her fingers into Jenny’s glorious red mane and tugged.

Yanking away, Jenny gasped. “Bitch! That wasn’t very nice, now was it?” Rolling her onto her back, Jenny straddled her and pinned her arms above her head. “Not very nice at all. In fact,” she paused, her face just inches from Stephanie’s, then continued, “it was fucking lovely.”

Her response was lost as Jenny pressed her lips to hers, her soft tongue immediately slipping inside and searching for a playmate. It quickly found one, and they French kissed, their tongues dancing and sliding together, just as their bodies rolled and ground against one another. They were lost to lust for some minutes until the ache between her legs became almost too much to bear. She bucked, almost unseating Jenny, and tried to pull her arms out of her girlfriend’s grasp.

You can get your hands on Weekend at Wilderhope Manor here.

Add it to your Goodreads shelves: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/12687154-weekend-at-wilderhope-manor

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

Sunday Snog – Desert Heat

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Unconditional SurrenderIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! This week, I’m sharing another snog from my m/m military novella, Desert Heat, part of the Unconditional Surrender bundle. It’s out now, and if you like a bargain, I’d recommend grabbing it now as it’s $0.99/77p, and this price is due to increase on the 21st October!

Wilkes kissed Balkhi harder, pouring every ounce of need he felt into it, gratified to feel that need returned. He reached out and grasped Balkhi’s buttocks, rutting against him. The other man removed his hand from Wilkes’ cock and echoed the movement, allowing their shafts to rub and press against each other. Slicks of pre-cum painted their torsos, but neither of them cared.

Twisting his head away, Wilkes murmured, “Rustam? Get the condom and lube. I need to fuck you, now.”

“You need to fuck me?”

Wilkes quirked an eyebrow. “Uh, yeah? Why?”

“Well, what about me?”

Chuckling, Wilkes said, “We’ll have to take it in turns. You like it both ways, huh?”

Balkhi nodded.

A growl rumbled low in Wilkes’ throat, and he gave a sharp nip to Balkhi’s earlobe. “That just makes you even more perfect.”

“If you get to go first,” the Afghan replied, “then you have to promise you’ll let me go right after you. I already feel as though I’m going to explode.”

Wilkes nodded frantically. Honestly, he’d have sold his granny to get his cock inside that delicious arse at that moment. “Okay, okay. Get another condom and lube out of my bag then, so we’re ready. I don’t think I can wait any longer.”

A flurry of movement, and Balkhi was back, a grin on his face. “Here,” he said, tossing the items onto Wilkes’ chest. “Now hurry. Please.”

Wilkes didn’t need to be told twice. Sitting up, he grabbed his cock, stroking from root to tip a couple of times, before grabbing a foil packet and opening it. Discarding the wrapper, he rolled the protection on, closing his eyes for a second as he heard a gasp from Balkhi. God damn it, if he carried on like that, he was going to come before he even got inside him.

You can get your hands on Unconditional Surrender here.

Add it to your Goodreads shelves: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22763272-unconditional-surrender—an-m-m-military-bundle

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

150th Sunday Snog – Time for a Party!

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Unconditional SurrenderIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! Only this week, it’s a snog with a difference, because it’s a celebration of the 150th Sunday Snog – woohoo! I’ve taken part in an awful lot of those 150, so I’m delighted to be partying along with the Blisses and co. Make sure to check out my snog, then scroll down and enter my giveaway. Finally, head back to Blissekiss and see who else is joining in, and enter to win their prizes, too. Because there are always presents at a party 🙂

This week, I’m sharing another snog from my upcoming m/m military novella, Desert Heat, which is part of the Unconditional Surrender bundle. It’s due for release on the 14th October. If you like a bargain, I’d recommend bagging your copy now, as the price will be increased on the 21st October.

Wilkes kissed Balkhi harder, pouring every ounce of need he felt into it, gratified to feel that need returned. He reached out and grasped Balkhi’s buttocks, rutting against him. The other man removed his hand from Wilkes’ cock and echoed the movement, allowing their shafts to rub and press against each other. Slicks of pre-cum painted their torsos, but neither of them cared.

Twisting his head away, Wilkes murmured, “Rustam? Get the condom and lube. I need to fuck you, now.”

“You need to fuck me?”

Wilkes quirked an eyebrow. “Uh, yeah? Why?”

“Well, what about me?”

Chuckling, Wilkes said, “We’ll have to take it in turns. You like it both ways, huh?”

Balkhi nodded.

A growl rumbled low in Wilkes’ throat, and he gave a sharp nip to Balkhi’s earlobe. “That just makes you even more perfect.”

“If you get to go first,” the Afghan replied, “then you have to promise you’ll let me go right after you. I already feel as though I’m going to explode.”

Wilkes nodded frantically. Honestly, he’d have sold his granny to get his cock inside that delicious arse at that moment. “Okay, okay. Get another condom and lube out of my bag then, so we’re ready. I don’t think I can wait any longer.”

A flurry of movement, and Balkhi was back, a grin on his face. “Here,” he said, tossing the items onto Wilkes’ chest. “Now hurry. Please.”

You can get your hands on Unconditional Surrender here.

Add it to your Goodreads shelves: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22763272-unconditional-surrender—an-m-m-military-bundle

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Sunday Snog – Desert Heat

Sunday Snog

Unconditional SurrenderIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! This week, I’m sharing another snog from my upcoming m/m military novella, Desert Heat, which is part of the Unconditional Surrender bundle. It’s due for release on the 13th October, and is available for pre-order now at just $0.99/77p!

Putting the condom and lube down close by, Wilkes cupped Balkhi’s jaw. “No more talking,” he growled, before capturing his lips in another kiss. His cock throbbed against Balkhi’s thigh and he grabbed it, giving it a couple of swift tugs before reaching for Balkhi’s shaft, realizing he’d rather be stroking the other man’s dick than his own.

Balkhi gasped. The sound was immediately swallowed into Wilkes’ mouth. He grinned and squeezed harder as he rode his fist up and down Balkhi’s circumcised cock. Balkhi bucked his hips, silently urging Wilkes to go faster. He ignored him, deliberately slowing his movements, wanting to drive the other man as insane with lust as he felt.

Apparently, Balkhi had other ideas. He grabbed Wilkes and rolled them both over until Balkhi was on top, his gorgeous eyes gleaming as he pinned Wilkes’ wrists to the floor. “Do not tease me. I’ve waited long enough for you.”

There was something in his tone, something that was more than just sexual arousal, more than the need to get off.
Pulling his right hand from Balkhi’s grip, he reached up and cupped his face again. Temporarily, he forgot about his needy dick as he said the words that terrified and delighted him in equal measure. “Rustam, do you think you could fall in love with me?”

The Afghan’s eyes widened for a second, then color stained his cheeks. “Yes. Yes, I do.”

“Thank fuck for that,” Wilkes shot back, shifting his hand to the back of Balkhi’s neck and pulling him down so they were nose-to-nose, “because I think I’m falling in love with you.”

You can get your hands on Unconditional Surrender here.

Add it to your Goodreads shelves: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22763272-unconditional-surrender—an-m-m-military-bundle

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!

Sunday Snog – Desert Heat

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Unconditional SurrenderIt’s time for another Sunday Snog, yay! This week, I’m sharing a snog from my upcoming m/m military novella, Desert Heat, which is part of the Unconditional Surrender bundle. It’s due for release on the 13th October, and is available for pre-order now at just $0.99/77p!

“I don’t, either,” he murmured, looking into Wilkes’ eyes. “Everything you have just said, I’ve been feeling it too. And I think the only option available to us right now is to give in to it. Give in to what we want, and go from there. The situation can hardly get more awkward, can it?”

Only if someone catches us.

The thought dissolved as rapidly as it had appeared when Rustam slipped a hand behind Wilkes’ neck and pulled him in for a kiss.

As soon as their lips touched, Wilkes knew there was no going back. Not now.

The kiss was rough, needy. Their hands wandered, grasped, gripped as their mouths battled for dominance, their gasps and groans filling the room.

Tingles erupted throughout Wilkes’ body as his brain finally caught up with what was happening. He was getting the very thing he’d been thinking about for months. Letting go of any modicum of restraint he might have had, Wilkes deepened the kiss. Tongues tangled, stubble scratched against goatee, teeth clashed, grips increased.

Blood thundering through his veins, Wilkes was utterly overtaken by lust, any thoughts of consequences chased from his mind as Balkhi gave as good as he got. Shifting his hands up to Balkhi’s shoulders, Wilkes shoved him roughly, following his backward momentum and bearing down until they were lying on the floor, Wilkes on top. Now he could feel more of the other man, more than just his lips and hands. Firm thighs and hard torso pressed against his, and between the two, an insistent cock.

More. He needed more. He grabbed the hem of Balkhi’s t-shirt and yanked it up over his head, carelessly tossing it across the room and following it quickly with his own. Leaning down, he resumed their kiss, the passion between them burning ever hotter as they enjoyed skin-to-skin contact. Now he was torn. Torn between kissing Balkhi until they were both breathless and practically coming in their pants, or pulling away once more so they could get completely naked.

Eventually he made a decision that was more to do with his cock than his brain. Rolling off of Balkhi, he began removing his clothes, knowing without saying a word that the other man would mirror his actions. Fortunately, he hadn’t done his boots up in the shower room, he’d just shoved them on his feet, and soon the rest of his clothes had joined the rapidly growing pile strewn across the floor.

You can get your hands on Unconditional Surrender here.

Add it to your Goodreads shelves: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/22763272-unconditional-surrender—an-m-m-military-bundle

Also, don’t forget to head back to Blissekiss and see what other luscious lip to lip action other authors have posted. Yum!