Monday, September 30, 2013

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback - WEEK FOUR



So it wasn't my week with my Bengals loosing. Hey, it happens. You win some, you get some taken out of your hindquarters. But it's time for the funny quotes. There are some real winners here. 

First, the Honorable Mentions:

"Getting it done with his legs."
Well, I'd hope so. Still sounds kinky.

"Give them a ball they can catch."
Okay, on the surface that sounds fine. But you know me. I thought, well, how is he catching it? Muwhahahahaha.

Now for my picks this week as the Funniest/Dirtiest of the Week:

"Dunno who will slow them down, the way they look."
It pays to look fierce!

"Four man rush."
Kinky.

"He goes that way."
And what way is that?

"Wherever he wants to go, he finds someone open."
Sounds like a real player.

"A sack for the defense."
Is it hairy?

"Looks really well orchestrated."
Snort. That's because he's a player.

"On the top with the release."
I suppose he could be on the bottom with the release. It's a power struggle.

And now for that doozy. Oh man.

"It has to come all the way out."
Yes, yes it does.

Stay tuned for next week. I'm sure there will be some real zingers then, too. I appreciate your reading and your being along for the ride.  Enjoy!





Sunday, September 29, 2013

Sunday Snoggin' with Cat Class!


My snog this week come from my upcoming Halloween short, Cat Class. Hope you enjoy my naughty cat shifter!!

Cat Class by Megan Slayer 
Trick or Treat Collection
Book one in the Stray Cats Series
Changeling Press
Contemporary, Paranormal, Holiday, M/F, Short Story

He's got cat class and cat style, but can he win her heart?

Trust a witch to give away black cats on Halloween.

Hayden knew her cat was different the moment she picked him up from the box at old lady Hildegard's house. But there's a full moon out this Halloween, and Hayden's about to find out just how special her fur baby truly is.

He's got cat class and cat style, but can he win her heart?



And now for that Sunday Snog!!

Joel coaxed her down the hall to the bedroom. “It’s late and I don’t want to talk anymore. Let me hold you.”
“You are.” Hayden shrugged out of his arms. She needed to change, but things were so much more complicated with him in human form. “How do we do this? I don’t mind getting naked in front of a cat. They don’t talk back. But you? You’ll see my flaws. I’m not sure I want you to.”
“We take our time and get used to each other.” Joel held her hand and led her to the bed. Instead of ripping off her clothes like she expected, he sat on the edge of the mattress. “Come here.” He eased her onto his lap and wrapped his arms around her. “I’m going to kiss you, touch you, and prove what we’ve got between us is real, no matter what I look like.”
Hayden tipped her head and captured his bottom lip between hers. She licked and nipped him, enjoying the feeling of his scruffy cheeks against her mouth. The bulge in his jeans rubbed her pussy and sent shivers through her body. For a guy who wasn’t supposed to have any skills, he knew his way around her body. She forked her fingers into his hair and pulled.
“Hay, that feels good.” He hiked her skirt higher, baring her bottom.
Hayden sucked in her stomach and backed away from him. “Let’s turn the light out.”
“And miss out on seeing you?” Joel loosened her zipper. He palmed her ass. “You forgot I spent most of my time on your bed watching you. I know what you look like and I’m hooked. I want to see you and feel you.”
“Joel.” She fisted his shirt in both hands. “This is surreal.”
“For me, too.” He kissed her again, this time leaving a trail of heat from her lips to her neck, then down to her cleavage. His breath warmed her skin and his light tough eased her fears.
Might as well go for it. She inched off his lap and stood. The skirt slipped past her hips and pooled at her feet. She grasped the hem of her tunic and yanked the silky material up over her head.
“Beautiful,” Joel gasped. He threaded his fingers with hers and held her close. From her breasts to her belly, he kissed and licked. The strap of her bra slipped down her shoulder, revealing more of her to him. She fought the urge to push it back into place.
“Leave it,” he murmured and moved the other strap out of the way. The cups barely covered her nipples. Joel reached around her and popped the clasp, then moved the pesky lace. “That’s what I wanted to see. You.”
He cupped her face in both hands. “Teach me what I need to learn. Take the lead and show me everything.”
He wanted her to take the lead? Good Lord. Hayden squared her shoulders. He wanted to learn, she’d teach him. She pushed him onto the bed and crawled astride his thighs. One by one, she unfastened his buttons, raking her fingers over his chest between buttons. He gazed up at her and his lips parted.
“Baby.” He palmed her breasts, pinching and flicking her nipples.
“Like that,” she murmured, then pulled the elastic from her hair.
Joel’s eyes lit up and he stroked her bare arms. “That is so sexy.” He sat up, keeping her on his lap, and flattened his tongue over her breast.
Sparks shot from her nipple to her core. She wanted more of his kisses, more of his touches, more of him. When he switched to her other breast, she moaned and rocked on his lap. Cream coated her panties and her skin tingled. She spread her legs wide, rubbing her juices on him.
“I don’t know what you’re doing to me, but I don’t want it to stop.” 


Friday, September 27, 2013

Blog Fest 2013!!

Check out A Journey of Books and the list of hoppers right here
It's time for one of my favorite times of the year. The Blog Fest!! Woo Hoo!! I'm glad you're here on my blog. So what's here as a treat? An excerpt from my latest book, Saving Sam. And stay tuned at the end of the blog. There are lots of ways to enter to win a bracelet/earring set with a swag pack.

Saving Sam by Megan Slayer
A Zero, Ohio story  
Decadent Publishing
M/M, contemporary, Short story, Anal Sex, spanking

Give up his dream or go for exactly what he wants?

Sam Grau never planned on seeing his former best friend again. One-night stands worked well enough to ease his heartache and loneliness...except he wanted more. He’s got a choicechase his dreams or the man he loves. He can’t have both.

Josh Thomas never gave up on finding the one man who understood him down to the cellular level. He walked away once, but not a second time. He’s willing to sacrifice his heart and pride to show his quirky friends the men they’ve both become, all in the name of saving Sam.

An AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller

Available here:

EXCERPT:

Josh plopped down on the bar stool and studied his old friend. The man modeled efficiency. In ten minutes’ time, he cleared the tables, soaked glasses in water, and shut neon lights off. He still embodied the free spirit Josh had been in school. The red tips brought out the hazel in Sam’s eyes, and the guyliner accentuated the planes of his angular face. He even kind of liked the piercing below Sam’s bottom lip. What would it feel like if they kissed?
Heaven, more than likely. He’d wanted to tackle his former best friend for a quickie so many times, but never had. Somehow the line “we’re better as friends,” didn’t wash now, any more than it had back then. And who was this Ziggy? He didn’t remember his friend calling his junk by a name, but what did he know? Things changed with time. Maybe now he did and maybe he’d finally gone after his calling. A couple months earlier, he’d posted on Facebook about the club he still wanted to start for the LGBT youth in the area. Had he started the club yet? God knew he could use his past to help others.
“I need to wipe the tables down, then sweep.” Sam grabbed the broom and headed for the far side of the room. The chains on his pants swung in time with his steps. In the garish light, the red in his hair stood out even more but didn’t detract from the light in his eyes. Hell, he preferred him with the unusual hair color.
He mused on their collective past. Sam had worked the thin-and-nerdy look in college, but he’d grown gaunt. Dark scruff decorated his thin cheeks and sprinkled down his neck. His shoulders slumped more, and he didn’t make eye contact as much.
Looks didn’t matter. He’d always had a crush on his friend. In school, he’d sworn he wouldn’t act on the feelings because they got along too well. They’d ruin the friendship with sex. Too bad his heart had never forgotten his former roommate.
Sam stopped running and wiped the sweat glistening on his brow. “I forgot how much work there is when Jen and Clay aren’t here.”

“Then let me do some.” Josh grabbed his hand. “Come here.”

* * * * * *
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Monday, September 23, 2013

Six-Pack Stud-A-Thon!


Here's some of my favorite male body parts... I mean, who doesn't love male body parts? Mine are the abs and the arms - aka the guns. Yep. 







Wow that was a fun visual orgasm. Whew! Is it hot in here?
My, my, my... Okay...where were we?
There's a lot of stuff up for grabs. You could win the grand prize below. 


Want to win right here on this blog? I've got a bracelet and earring set made from the colors featured in Hot Laps on the truck. What you've got to do is name your favorite male body part, in addition to your name and email. Easy. I'll post a winner on Thursday and email you then if you did win. Enjoy and thanks for reading!!

And here's a little bit about my book, Hot Laps. Enjoy!

Hot Laps by Megan Slayer
Resplendence Publishing
Track Domination, Book 1
MM, Anal Sex, BDSM, Toys, Spanking
Racing hearts and race trucks…things happen fast on track.

Adam Lowry is known in the racing community as the best crew chief. He doesn’t pull punches or put up with diva antics from drivers no matter what. But there is one man he never quite got over. Will Camden, his former lover and now the latest addition of the Flash Racing team.

All Will Camden needed was a second chance to prove he’s got what it takes to race with the big dogs in the truck series. When he’s asked to fill in for another driver at Flash, he’s determined to make the best of the situation. Knowing his ex is his crew chief is bonus points.

Can they make the jump from being a solid team on the track to solid in bed or will they crash and burn before the end of the race?

Sunday, September 22, 2013

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback - WEEK 3



It's Monday and time for some football quotes. These were so much fun this week. I've got some great Honorable Mentions, too, so let's get this started.

Honorable Mentions:
"Looked like he was pinned shut."
You shouldn't look at that!

"Squeezed out of more hot spots."
Ah, he's smooth. Got it.

"A tight little hole he tried to squeeze that one into."
Lots of tight squeezing taking place here. Sounds like fun.

Whew!!
Lots of fun. Okay, so now lets get to those great quotes for Week Three:

"You can feel it rise up from your feet."
Good gravy. It's that big? Damn.

"He's smokin' hot." 
Yes, he is, but should you say that on tv?

"He cons the center and presses."
Smoothie.

"He just absolutely shook him down."
Is this a game or a stick-up?

"He's gotta come back down and come to life."
Being alive would help.

And how for the Doozy:

"Needs help outside the pocket."
Is he that big? Or are you exaggerating?

Stay tuned for next week. I'm sure there will be lots of funny quotes. I know I've got some real zingers for the Honorable Mentions. Enjoy!


100th Sunday Snog with Hot Laps!

Read the other snogs here!!
100 Sunday Snogs. How much better can you get? Here's mine from Hot Laps, my ode to racing. Love this book so much and the characters rock. Hope you enjoy it, too. And if you answer the question at the end of the post, include your name and email, you're in the running for either a prize pack (US only) or a pdf from my backlist (INT).

Hot Laps by Megan Slayer
Resplendence Publishing
Track Domination, Book 1
MM, Anal Sex, BDSM, Toys, Spanking
Racing hearts and race trucks…things happen fast on track.

Adam Lowry is known in the racing community as the best crew chief. He doesn’t pull punches or put up with diva antics from drivers no matter what. But there is one man he never quite got over. Will Camden, his former lover and now the latest addition of the Flash Racing team.

All Will Camden needed was a second chance to prove he’s got what it takes to race with the big dogs in the truck series. When he’s asked to fill in for another driver at Flash, he’s determined to make the best of the situation. Knowing his ex is his crew chief is bonus points.

Can they make the jump from being a solid team on the track to solid in bed or will they crash and burn before the end of the race?


And now for that kiss!!

Tongues tangled, and Adam smoothed his hands all over Will’s chest. He needed to feel the weight of Will over him, needed to be dominated.
“Play with me. Order me,” Adam begged. “Our game.”
Will gripped Adam’s shoulders. “On your knees.”
Excitement and renewed lust coursed through Adam’s veins. Holy fuck, they were going to play.
“Take care of me.” Will raked his fingers through Adam’s hair. The soft caress battled with the rough scrape of Will’s nails on Adam’s scalp. “Feel what you do to me.”
Adam groaned and rubbed his face on Will’s crotch. The evidence of Will’s desire tented his jeans. Adam licked his lips then stole a glance up at Will. From under heavily-lidded eyes, Will watched him. The corner of Will’s mouth curled.
“Yes, Sir.” Adam loved the way the words rolled off his tongue. No other man affected him like Will. Adam popped the button on Will’s jeans then tugged the zipper down. Inch by glorious inch, he exposed Will’s cock. The blunt purplish head glistened with pre-cum.
“The boys, too.” Will tightened his grip in Adam’s hair. “You know what to do.”
Yes, he did. Adam eased Will’s sac from his boxer shorts then nuzzled the soft skin. The scent of sex and Will’s cologne, something spicy but woodsy, swirled around him. His mouth watered. A solitary taste of Will wouldn’t be enough, and a single encounter wasn’t going to cut it. He opened his mouth wide and engulfed Will in one swift move.
“Jesus.” Will pumped his hips, filling Adam’s mouth. “Feels good.”
Adam curled his tongue around Will’s shaft. Pre-cum slid down his throat, and Will’s balls tapped Adam’s chin. Instead of using his hands to aid him in the blowjob, Adam grasped his ankles. The position put him in Will’s control.
“That’s gorgeous. Your mouth full of cock, cheeks puffed out and eyes focused on me. So sexy with your hands behind your back. Makes me want to take you home.”
Adam’s spirits soared. He shouldn’t want to feel so desired by Will, but he did.
Will groaned and swiveled his hips, sending his cock farther down Adam’s throat. Each time he did, Adam swallowed, massaging the blunt head.
“Love seeing you take me in.” Will tugged harder on Adam’s hair, but the added pressure only spurred Adam on.
The pain turned Adam on and ratcheted up his lust a dozen notches.
“Suck on my balls, Pet.” Will moved Adam back. “Want to feel that hot mouth all over me.”
With his hands still on his ankles, Adam dipped his head and sucked one testicle into his mouth. The downy hairs on Will’s sac tickled his chin.
“Yeah.” Will bounced his foot and his leg trembled.
Adam stifled a grin. When Will fidgeted, the orgasm wasn’t far behind. He flattened his tongue on the base of Will’s cock then licked his way up to the crown.
Will jerked, and his grasp on Adam loosened. “More.”

QUESTION: Where did Adam and Will go to for their tryst?

Thanks for hanging out with me and reading! Good luck!!

Sunday, September 15, 2013

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback - WEEK 2

It's Monday Morning. Time to regroup, to heal...oh and to get a new logo for the feature! Like that? I do. So... this week we had some real interesting comments. I'm starting another new thing this week as well as the image, honorable mentions from the prior week.

Honorable Mentions:

"Hits the turbo button."
Sounds kinky.

"Make it stick in the pocket."
Yeah, sticking is always good. Once you get it there, it is.

And now for the Week Two Quotes:

"Inside linebacker was right there."
Where else would he be?

"Great pick up."
Yeah, ask him. I bet he begs to differ.

"Working the slots."
We knew he was a player.

"Started with the rush off the edge."
He's eager.

"They have some big bodies in the backfield."
And we appreciate it.

And now for the doozy of the week:
There are actually two.

"Pounding the Water."
Instead of what?

"Stopped in the box."
She asked you to keep going.

Enjoy and make sure you tune in next week for my selections from Week Three. Grin. 



Sunday Snoggin' with Saving Sam

Read the other snogs here!!
It's time for the Sunday Snogs!! Check out this one from Saving Sam, my addition to the Zero, Ohio series! 



Saving Sam by Megan Slayer
A Zero, Ohio story
Decadent Publishing 
M/M, contemporary, Short story, Anal Sex, spanking

Give up his dream or go for exactly what he wants?

Sam Grau never planned on seeing his former best friend again. One-night stands worked well enough to ease his heartache and loneliness...except he wanted more. He’s got a choicechase his dreams or the man he loves. He can’t have both.

Josh Thomas never gave up on finding the one man who understood him down to the cellular level. He walked away once, but not a second time. He’s willing to sacrifice his heart and pride to show his quirky friends the men they’ve both become, all in the name of saving Sam.

An AllRomance Ebooks Bestseller

Available here:

EXCERPT:

Josh plopped down on the bar stool and studied his old friend. The man modeled efficiency. In ten minutes’ time, he cleared the tables, soaked glasses in water, and shut neon lights off. He still embodied the free spirit Josh had been in school. The red tips brought out the hazel in Sam’s eyes, and the guyliner accentuated the planes of his angular face. He even kind of liked the piercing below Sam’s bottom lip. What would it feel like if they kissed?
Heaven, more than likely. He’d wanted to tackle his former best friend for a quickie so many times, but never had. Somehow the line “we’re better as friends,” didn’t wash now, any more than it had back then. And who was this Ziggy? He didn’t remember his friend calling his junk by a name, but what did he know? Things changed with time. Maybe now he did and maybe he’d finally gone after his calling. A couple months earlier, he’d posted on Facebook about the club he still wanted to start for the LGBT youth in the area. Had he started the club yet? God knew he could use his past to help others.
“I need to wipe the tables down, then sweep.” Sam grabbed the broom and headed for the far side of the room. The chains on his pants swung in time with his steps. In the garish light, the red in his hair stood out even more but didn’t detract from the light in his eyes. Hell, he preferred him with the unusual hair color.
He mused on their collective past. Sam had worked the thin-and-nerdy look in college, but he’d grown gaunt. Dark scruff decorated his thin cheeks and sprinkled down his neck. His shoulders slumped more, and he didn’t make eye contact as much.
Looks didn’t matter. He’d always had a crush on his friend. In school, he’d sworn he wouldn’t act on the feelings because they got along too well. They’d ruin the friendship with sex. Too bad his heart had never forgotten his former roommate.
Sam stopped running and wiped the sweat glistening on his brow. “I forgot how much work there is when Jen and Clay aren’t here.”
“Then let me do some.”Josh grabbed his hand. “Come here.” He pulled him flush against his body. He’d fucked up in the past by not taking the chance, but the past didn’t rule his life. He cornered Sam between his body and the bar. “I’ve wanted to do this since freshman year.”
Josh wrapped both arms around his crush, then met him for a kiss. Sam hesitated and gripped the sleeves of his shirt. After a moment, he stopped tensing and slid his hands up to Josh’s shoulders. A moan ripped from his throat. Despite the layers of clothing between them, their cocks brushed.
       “That feels like fucking heaven.” He flicked his tongue over the piercing. “Hot and sexy.” He grabbed a hold of the chains on Sam’s pants, pulling their bodies tighter together, and backed Sam into the bar top.
       “Don’t know if it’s the whiskey or the night or what, but I want to suck your cock right here, right now.”
        “Uh…” was his only response. He didn’t fight back when Josh shoved his hands up under Sam’s shirt.
         God in heaven, his friend might have looked frail, but damn. He smoothed his palms over the ripped muscle of his friend’s torso. He stopped when he reached Sam’s nipples.
         “Show me.” Josh edged the cotton shirt up the pale chest. In each nipple were four metal balls. “Two?”
         Sam shrugged, but held onto his shirt. “I liked the way they felt and look. One goes under the other.”

Monday, September 9, 2013

Monday Morning Armchair Quarterback


Courtesy of: http://commons.wikimedia.org/wiki/File%3ADave_Zastudil_large.jpg

It's week one of the footballs season and I've got some quotes for you. I don't understand some of the play calls, so I doubt I'm any kind of quarterback. I'd like to think I'm an armchair announcer. So here they are, the best of week one!

"That little nudge away? Can't defend that on a constant basis."

Maybe you shouldn't do it, then?

"Don't like the move of men inside."

Party pooper.

"Point of interest--in perfect position."

I'm glad you like it.

"Sleepy first half."

That happens to the best of us.

"He's 4-0 in this arena."

Lucky guy.

"Getting man coverage, just not winning the battles."

Rough, man. Real rough.

And the doozy of the week...

"Committed to the spread offense."

Hee hee. Sounds like a good time. Can I join in?

So enjoy the quotes and be sure to stick around for week two. I'm sure they'll please.

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Sunday Snoggin' With Switching Gears

Read the other snogs here!!
It's time for the Sunday Snogs!! Check out this one from Switching Gears, book three of the Track Domination Series. 


Switching Gears  
Track Domination book 3
Megan Slayer
Resplendence Publishing
M/M, BDSM, toys, Spanking, Contemporary, Racing

Ethan’s about to meet his match in the last person he ever expected.

 Ethan Long is a man on a mission—finish well and he gets to keep his ride at Flash Racing. Continue to crash and his racing days will be numbered. Other than being behind the wheel of a race vehicle, this good looking hot shot hasn’t got the first clue how to harness his ego or his talent. Until he locks gazes with Royce. Then all bets are off.

 Royce Darden doesn’t play around. His no-nonsense attitude propelled him to the head of the merchandise sales at Flash. He’s good with numbers and facts…and a crop. Few people know about his wilder side and what he needs in bed. He sees the inner submissive in Ethan screaming for a turn. Can Royce convince the young driver that switching gears could be the key to his racing future?

Available here:

here: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B00E9CKI52/


Goodness, I love unconventional snoggin' posts. :-)


A knock at the door startled Royce from his thoughts. “Fuck,” he muttered. “Come on in.”
Ethan strode up the stairs, a huge duffle bag in hand and a knapsack slung over his shoulder. “Do you think Collin’s interested in me?”
Royce pressed his lips together. Not the question he’d expected from Ethan.
“Wait, I mean, as a second, fulltime truck driver? I know he’s all up Sam’s ass.” Ethan dropped the bags. “I’m screwing this all up.” He paced the length of the living room area. “I’d love to know I’m secure for next year.”
Okay, the hot and cold shit had to stop. Royce grabbed Ethan by the shoulders. “First, you need to calm down and breathe.” He inched Ethan onto the couch then took a step back. “The only one contracted for next year is Will.”
“‘Cause he’s the golden boy,” Ethan snapped.
Ah, the youth in Ethan reared its ugly head.
“No,” Royce bit out. “He’s settled down and steady.”
“He’s leading the points. Everyone wants him right now.”
Mother of all things holy, Royce would never make it back to North Carolina with Ethan at this rate. “Look, he’s got no ‘did not finishes’ this year. You’ve got two. Both your trucks this week are toast because you used them as battering rams.” Royce’s voice cracked and echoed off the walls. “You need to pull your head out of your ass and settle down or plan on not having a ride next year. Plain and simple.”
“Royce?”
“You’re only hot shit until the next wonder kid comes along. Prove why you’ve got staying power so Collin will have to keep you around.” Royce gasped for breath. Few people
worked him up to the point of yelling. Ethan had made the short list. Royce shoved both hands into his hair. “Maybe no one has ever told you no, but I will. Stop being a shit so you can do what you love.”
Ethan didn’t say anything for the longest time. He stared toward the floor and shuffled his boot-clad feet.
“Thanks,” Ethan mumbled. “Collin told me we needed to hang out more. Said you’d be able to sell my crap better if you got to know me. Sounds like you already do.”
Before Royce could respond, Ethan met his gaze and grinned. “Now, do you want to fuck?”
“You can’t be serious.” So much for the emotional breakthrough Royce had expected.
“I can be, and I am.” The grin widened. Ethan winked then headed to the back of the motor coach. “And you can’t knock a guy for trying. Now, where do we sleep while this sucker’s in motion? Ooh! Bunks. Top one’s mine.”
Royce groaned. Dear Lord, this would be a long ride.