S.O.S. Sex on Saturday

“That’s it, baby. You feel so damn good.” Nose buried in the crook of Cam’s neck, Paul inhaled deeply. The combination of sawdust, lacquer, and Cam’s unique scent hit him like a ton of bricks. Blood rushed south. He was going to come sooner than he wanted to, but they were just getting started. Once wasn’t going to be enough today. A slow burn started in the small of his back and quickly grew into a flash fire that threatened to consume him from the inside out.

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S.O.S. Sex on Saturday

“I wonder what Matt would think if he could see you right now? Would he be disgusted at the easy way you fall into my hands? Or would he be envious of your position? What do you think?”

“I don’t know him well enough to answer that, Sir.”

“That’s true. But you know me. What am I thinking, slave?”

He could see Cam working the puzzle in his mind. His answer would determine what Paul did next. He had to know it would. “You’re thinking you’ve got the upper hand. That you can do anything you want to me.”

“I do have the upper hand. I can do anything I want to you. The trouble is, there are so many ways I can prove to you that you are mine, I’m having a hard time deciding what to do first.” He held up the business end of an electrode. “I could stick these all over your dick and balls—force you to come over and over again.”

He held up a probe. “Or I could stimulate your prostate until you beg for mercy and swear to never look at another man.” He stood. “So many choices. All of them will be extremely satisfying for me. I love to watch you squirm. I love to fuck with your brain while I fuck with your body.” That was nothing short of the truth. Cam’s gaze followed Paul as he circled the table, reaching out, almost touching, but pulling his hand back before making contact. He stopped to admire Cam’s twitching cock and heavy balls. “Anticipating, are you?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Like I said, there are so many things I could do to you.” He grabbed Cam’s balls and tugged hard. What should have been a scream died, nothing more than a strangled sound in the man’s throat. Paul let go. Cam sagged against his restraints, his stomach muscles quivering in relief.

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S.O.S. Sex on Saturday

Though there be kinks, the road still leads home.

Blurb:

It’s been three years since Paul discovered his slave, Cameron, beaten and clinging to life in a NYC alley. Determined to protect the man he loves, they’ve moved to a remote mountain retreat and though Cam’s physical wounds have mostly healed, the past still has an emotional hold on them, preventing them from finding the third person they once dreamed of completing their family.

When Cam meets Matt, thoughts of a third person in his relationship with Paul resurface. His master isn’t pleased with Cam’s attraction to the other man, but the fact that they’re talking about a third again is a sign that they’re both ready to put the past behind them. The only thing left to do is see if Matt is the one they’ve been looking for.

Rejected by his family, Matt worked at Bound to put himself through culinary school and has made a life for himself. Intrigued by Cam and the life he leads as a sexual slave, Matt agrees to become their cook and housekeeper, while deep down, he wants more.

Is there room in Paul’s heart for another slave?

Excerpt:

As soon as he saw a pair of work boots emerge from the cab, he knew Roger had sent someone else this time. The owner of Bound and ReBound wouldn’t be caught dead in anything but the softest Italian leather footwear.

A hard-earned wariness raised its head. Cam glanced back at the open doorway, judging the time it would take him to close the distance and lay his hands on the baseball bat leaning against the wall next to the door. He took a backward step, then another, as the stranger materialized from the cab.

His pulse spiked at the sight of long, denim-clad legs and a firm ass. Broad shoulders stretched a blue plaid flannel shirt to its limits when the man reached back into the truck. Cam caught a glimpse of the driver’s strong profile—then the man turned.

Fuck! Where had Roger found this guy? Fuckafantasy.com? He was everything that turned Cam’s knees weak—in a good way—tall and muscular with blue eyes, sandy hair, and full lips that promised a wicked good time.

Release Date - 12.1.15

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