Sunday, June 24, 2012

Sunday Snoggin' ~ Here Without You

It's Sunday Snoggin' Time again and thanks to Victoria Blisse for having such a fun thing to post on Sundays. Click the banner above or right here to get to the other posts. But first, read mine. Grin. What's my snog? This week the Blisse Kiss is actually the Blisse Kiss By the Sea, but since I don't have a sea kiss, I'll use my latest release, Here Without You. Hiram and Slash are certain to bring a smile to your face - they are original.

Here Without You
Number in Series: 4
BIN: 05775-01851
Word Count: 21K
Page Count: 69
Price: $4.49
Release Date: June 22, 2012
Editor: Katriena Knights
Cover Artist: ReneƩ George
Genres: Erotic Romance, Novella, Action-Adventure/Suspense, BDSM
Themes: Gay
Available here!

Love doesn’t always happen according to plan.

Some guys have all the luck and some guys love the pain. Slash Gunderson knows that feeling well. His place behind the drums for Glow is a dream come true. Can he accept his need for kink and the man who makes his heart beat?

Hiram Moline loves his job as the head of security for Glow. He’s also in love with Slash. There’s one major glitch -- someone has been sending Slash threatening letters. Hiram’s not about to let anything happen to Slash. Can he convince Slash they’ve got something strong before the stalker gets the upper hand?

And now for that snog!

Hiram pressed Leo against the bathroom door and kissed the response from his mouth. Leo fought him for a moment, then softened beneath Hiram. He groaned and wrapped his arms around Hiram. Hiram groaned, and his cock twitched behind his zipper. Now this, being tangled up with Leo, this was what he needed. He rocked his hips, grinding his dick against Leo’s. The fame, the makeup, the image, none of it mattered to Hiram. He’d been delicate about his feelings for Leo. Maybe it was time to be blunt.

Hiram broke the kiss first. “Love the way you taste.” He brushed his nose against Leo’s. “I like to look at you, not that crap on your face. There’s a sexy man underneath all that stuff, and he turns me on.”

Leo shrank away from Hiram. “But this is me. I’m a wild child. If you can’t handle who I am, then this won’t work.”

Well, fuck in a basket. The little shit. Hiram growled. “I don’t want to change you, Leo. I like the piercings and the crazy hair. The eyeliner is hot as hell, but sometimes I want to just see you.”

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