Showing posts with label #FlashbackFriday. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #FlashbackFriday. Show all posts

Friday, August 4, 2017

He'll do anything to give Justin the love he needs #FlashbackFriday #MMromance #teaser @EncompassInk

Flashback Friday
Teaser 
From MM erotic romance 
Hawk v Falcon

In the second MM romance from the Candy Apple series, I picked up on the character Hawk, the Dungeon Master in the Candy Apple.

 Chris Falconer is Hawk to the dungeon surveillance staff, but to others he’s a lonely man who often thinks about his past with regret. To the audience at Jack’s Clubhouse, where Chris cage fights and provides display fight bouts, he’s a thrilling sight.
Chris is:
·         six foot, two
·         has dark glossy hair
·         has deep blue eyes
·         is kind and gentle
·         writes a blog for fitness and fight fans
·         loves sex and giving his partner pleasure
·         is muscled and handsome
·         when he’s not fighting, favors black suits, or a leather jacket
·         is intelligent, multi-talented, calm and sophisticated
Justin is:
  • a fashion model
  • six foot two
  • has dark hair
  • has clear blue/gray eyes
  • is lonely and had a stressful upbringing
  • has never forgotten Chris
  • needs love
  • has lived in Denmark for many years
  • is hesitant and yet as soon as Chris begins to take care of him, he blossoms

Their story is sexy, romantic, sad, and happy. No one is more surprised than Chris when he is contacted by long lost love Justin and he will do anything to give Justin the love he needs.

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Justin walked a pace behind Chris. It was such a relief to be near Chris, Justin’s fatigue threatened to overwhelm him. Every muscle in his body felt heavy. His gaze traced the broad shoulders and muscled thighs of the man in front. Chris’s hair was well cut and his suit obviously expensive. Chris was even taller than he’d been when Justin last saw him in person, but then so was he. Justin smiled as a wave of tenderness crept over him followed by a sharp need to feel Chris’s lips on his. He still loved Chris. He’d expected to find it was all in his head, that the love was confined to memories, and real life would show him he was mistaken, that love couldn’t last this long.
They were in a corridor when Chris turned to him. “I’ve thought about you so much, I’m a bit ashamed of myself for clinging to your memory, when you never called, when you just disappeared.”
Justin’s heart fell. Was Chris about to reject him now they were away from the bar, the friendly barkeep, and bright white glow of the downlights there? “I’m sorry...”
“No. I meant ... I mean I still care for you. I couldn’t ever shake it. I never got over you and it’s been ... it’s been so long—you know I sometimes felt weak for not letting go.”
Justin gazed at Chris’s handsome face. “I thought about you.” He slid his hand along Chris’s jaw. “I want to kiss you, so much.”
Chris closed the small gap between their bodies as he grabbed Justin’s head and brought his mouth down on Justin’s. Justin’s breath left him in a soft murmur. His eyes closed in pleasure. He clung to Chris, desperation to stay with Chris, never to go home, gripping him. All he could think of was starting again with Chris, of the delicious drifting sensation that overcame him as Chris pressed close. He kissed Chris over and over until he couldn’t breathe, and Chris held his face away a little whispering words he’d longed to hear against his mouth and dotting tiny kisses there between the phrases.
“Justin, stay here, in the club. I can’t let you go, but I can’t leave work. I still love you. I want to know where you’ve been all these years. Where do you live? You must be a club member. I’ve not seen you here before. Can you stay until we close? It will be late, but then we can talk—we can be together.”
Justin closed his eyes and leaned his head on Chris’s shoulder. “Yes.”
Chris folded Justin in his arms.
Justin stayed within the comfort of the embrace until he knew he had to let Chris get back to work. He raised his head and stepped away.
“I should let you work. I’ll hang out at the bar.”
Chris gazed into his eyes. “Thank you.” He kissed Justin gently. “Hell, you’ll never know how good it feels to kiss you again.
Copyright Elodie Parkes Encompass Ink, 2016
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About: Love Unmasked: At the Candy Apple
MM romance
Handsome Tom Wells sets lonely Scott Palmer’s heart racing as he watches Tom come and go from his apartment across the street. Scott longs to meet Tom, and when he scores a new job delivering goods for a local distributer, fate hands him the opportunity.
Tom works in a nightclub—the Candy Apple, and in the sultry environs, a masked stranger seduces Tom. The seeds of passion are sown, but just who has ignited Tom’s passion?
Scott’s longing to know Tom leads him to join the elite nightclub. On his first visit, the club holds a masquerade event.
Who is kissing who? Who’s under the black velvet mask?


Friday, July 28, 2017

Patti finds her #Dom in #flashbackfriday #romance teaser @evernightpub

When a fleeting encounter with a handsome stranger ignites Patti’s repressed loneliness she has to admit she longs for the love of a sensual Dom.
Luck is on her side when she goes out for the evening and meets delicious Cameron in The Club—but is he all that he appears to be?
Cameron’s overwhelming attraction to Patti is tested when she inexplicably fails to show up for a date
—Just what is going on and will they ever get together?

An erotic romance with Dom/Sub spanking elements—a contemporary, magical love story.

Flashback Friday teaser


Tingles raced along the arm he’d slid around Patti’s slender waist. Cameron sighed with pleasure. He thought about the women he’d been with before––there weren’t that many, but they were nothing like Patti. Usually taller, with long hair, long dark hair, he amended, maybe they were a type. 

The doors to the restaurant were automatic and both opened at once. He didn’t have to let go of Patti for them both to walk in. Cameron smiled. I really like this girl. I can hardly take my hands off her. It’s going to be such a pleasure being with her and maybe, just maybe, this time something else will develop. He squeezed Patti against his body and then let her go. “I should let you go. I don’t think they’ll let me have you sit on my knee here.”

Patti laughed. “Probably not, but is that what you’d like?” Her brown eyes sparkled at him.

Cameron grinned. “Yeah—you felt good on my lap the other night.”

Patti gazed at him. Her eyes grew even darker.

He traced her lips with his gaze. An intense longing to crush her to his body and kiss her senseless consumed him. He grasped her hand. “They can’t stop me holding your hand. Let’s go get a drink.”

They stood on the mezzanine floor looking out of the picture window at the sun going down across the wide expanse of river. Cameron took a drink of his continental beer and watched as Patti sipped at the fruit juice cocktail she’d ordered. Can I just come out and say how much I already want her in my life? “Tell me all about yourself, Patti.”

She smiled. “Really, there’s not that much to know. I work for a fashion magazine. I live over the river in a warehouse conversion. I drive a pale blue Mustang. I like movies and music. That’s it.”

Cameron couldn’t help himself. He reached out and held her jaw. He brought his mouth down on hers in a kiss that tightened his stomach.

She responded to his kiss with a little moan of pleasure, moving toward his lips as he drew away.

He knew she wanted more. “Later, darling,” he whispered. He took her hand. Their dinner table would be available.
With Patti seated opposite him Cameron moved the small ceramic bowl of purple anemones from the center of the table to one side. He pushed his hand across the table. “Give me your hand.”

Patti slipped her hand into his.

Her soft skin against his palm sent a jolt of attraction up his arm. He stroked her wrist gently and saw goosebumps raised on her arm. “Are you cold, or am I making you shiver?”

Cameron enjoyed the effect he had on her. Her eyes were dreamy and dark. Her bra must be thin because her nipples were visibly peaked under the bodice of her dress.

Her breath caught as she answered. “It’s you, Cameron.”

A spike of sensation went through his stomach into his cock. He smiled at her. “You’re so pretty, so sexy … I’m so glad we met.”

Just then a server showed up at the table and they ordered.
Cameron wanted to know more about her. He wanted to see if she could be truly his. Tonight he intended taking her back to The Club after dinner and giving her so many orgasms she’d crave his touch forever. His thoughts brought a memory of her coming on his fingers and his cock stirred again. He sighed involuntarily as he gazed at Patti.

“I’m happy we met, too.”

“Okay, tell me about your work. What do you do for the fashion magazine?” As Patti told him about her work, Cameron stored away the picture of her lips and the way her eyes sparkled as she spoke. He memorized the way she looked at him and swore to himself he saw affection in her eyes. He flicked his gaze over her creamy shoulders and decided when he had her alone he would suck along one and mark her as his. He held himself back from pulling down one of the shoestring straps and dislodging the dress to reveal a breast. He longed to suck on her nipples.

Their dinner arrived, and they ate little bites as they talked.

Cameron asked about the music she liked and they talked about movies they’d both seen. He ordered a chocolate ice-cream dessert and fed her a couple of spoons full. He put down the spoon and traced a pattern on the crisp white tablecloth with one finger.

“I did intend to take you back to The Club and a private room, but now I want something different.” He met her expectant gaze.

Patti darted her tongue over her top lip. Her voice low, she gave him a look and he knew she’d do what he asked. “What is that? I want you to have it.”
She trusts me. It could be anything. Cameron’s heart filled up with a powerful emotion he struggled to identify. Her trust was a gift and he wouldn’t let her down.

He smiled at her. “I’d like to see you naked in the moonlight. I know a place along the river where we can be together. Naturally you must use your safeword, if you become uncomfortable.”

“It sounds exciting.”

Cameron paid the bill. He took her hand. “There’s a path through the park next to the river.” Outside on the sidewalk he put his arm around her shoulders and traced his fingertips over her the top of her breast as they walked.

Patti was silent as he led the way.

He turned in through the open wrought iron gates of the city park and stopped to kiss her.

She molded against his body, softly murmuring.

The kiss hardened his cock. The anticipation of having Patti naked in the soft summer night set his heart hammering. He broke away from the kiss. He held her around the shoulders and took her along the path and down to the river. Old-fashioned lantern streetlamps lit the path, but as he led Patti into an area sprinkled with low shrubs and clumps of flowers, the lights disappeared. Closer to the riverbank, but semi-hidden by clipped box, was a bench seat. Cameron stopped by it. He put Patti an arm’s length away from him. The river lapped against the man-made bank supports in this area, making soft music. The moon hung almost full in a cloudless sky.


“Take off your dress.” He gazed at Patti through lust heavy eyes.
Copyright Elodie Parkes Evernight Publishing



Friday, July 21, 2017

When she turned, he stood there behind her. His silent approach unnerved her. #FlashbackFriday #beachread #romance @HotInkBooks


#FlashbackFriday Teaser is from erotic romance Love at First Sigh

Two sizzling contemporary romance stories

Handy Hubby Hire
Tired of the maintenance jobs mounting up in her house, Sara hires a handyman. She never dreams someone like Griffen Fox will show up to fix the faucets and back yard gate. Sparks fly, but will they lose their heart to each other?

Pina Colada
When Emma takes a long weekend vacation in a warm beach resort, she meets the very handsome Matt Tyler. They spend an idyllic few days together. Will this only be a holiday romance?

Read the teaser 


 Chapter Three


Sara got through the front door before she lost her composure. Smiles wreathed her face. She grasped the business card and looked at the words embossed there. She read it aloud focusing on the name. Griffen Fox, and what a fox he is. He is gorgeous. What will happen tomorrow? I know what I’d like to happen. Will that be it, he’ll rock up, do the jobs and disappear as if we didn’t have sex, as if we didn’t gaze at each other and want more, want to fuck each other all night? She sighed. She sat at her desk and relived his kisses. Her nipples hardened. She pictured his huge, hard cock. Her pussy clenched and drenched her fresh panties. She licked her lips. I wish I was with him now. I want his lips on mine, his hands on my ass. This is probably not good for me. I’ll crave sex again now. Damn it.

Sara remembered the months after Jem left. She missed him, their conversations, their walks, but she missed sex more. She missed the hard shape of a man’s body, the taste of his cum. She missed it badly and she’d craved it until she despaired. There’d been no one else. She didn’t meet men in everyday life.

She went to make more coffee. I’m addicted to this stuff.

That night Sara tossed and turned. She considered masturbating because she needed release, but she knew she longed for a man’s fingers, a man’s mouth on her breasts, preferably Griffen’s. Her own fingers wouldn’t do, not after sex with Griffen. Sometime just before dawn she fell asleep.

She sat bolt upright as the sun streamed in through her bedroom window. The angle of the rays told her it was quite late. She leapt out of bed and checked the time on her cell phone.

Half an hour to shower before Griffen Fox arrived. Her heart started beating faster as she daydreamed about his kiss and his mouth on her skin. She raced to shower and dress.

Her hands shook as she made a cup of coffee. She went to look out of her front windows and watch for his arrival. “Calm the fuck down,” she told herself aloud, but when his truck pulled into her driveway her heart thumped.

Sara went to the front door as he walked up the path. She opened it hardly able to breathe with the sheer joy and attraction to him that swirled in her heart.

Griffen smiled at her, his expression friendly, but not that of a lover.

Sara squashed down her happiness at seeing him. She opened the door wider.

“Hi, you know where everything is.”

He walked in carrying a cardboard box and a tool bag. He nodded cordially at her and turned into the kitchen.

Sara left him and went to her office. Dispirited, she booted her computers. Her shoulders slumped as she sat staring at the screen. Well, that’s it then, hot sex with a gorgeous stranger, and the next day not a glimmer of interest. It was worth it though. I needed it. It was great, she reasoned, as she keyed in her computer password with a sigh. She started her design. Nothing came out right. She deleted a graphic. She tried others. Time passed and she kept casting glances at the hall, knowing the delectable Griffen worked in her kitchen.

She couldn’t concentrate anymore. The hot summer day called to her and she left her office to walk in the garden. She reached the gate that Griffen had fixed the previous day. When she turned, he stood there behind her. His silent approach unnerved her. The desire on his face set her trembling.

His blue eyes darkened at her in the shade of the tree. He was a breath away from her when he picked her up. He jammed her against the woven plank fence panel and kissed her.

A wave of desire flowed through her. His mouth on hers made her pussy throb and drench her panties. She traced her tongue against his lips, and he opened his mouth to slide his tongue against hers, soft and teasing, the tip touching hers gave her tingles.

One of his hands traveled over her body, as he held her up with the other.

Instinctively she wrapped her legs around his waist clinging to him. His kiss so addictive, she couldn’t leave his mouth.

He pushed his hand down between their bodies. He dragged up the hem of her dress.
©Elodie Parkes Hot ink Press