Blurb:
The Christmas season is fast approaching for Jesse Goldmen
and George Sirus, and their forced break up weighs heavily on their sanity.
Trying to keep a connection alive is almost impossible as they turn to stolen
late night dinners and secret meetings, which never seem enough.
Zac Goldmen takes an interest in George’s slave, Elliot.
Being told no only makes Zac want Elliot more, so he starts a ridiculous
campaign to try and shock and charm Elliot into bed. But his advances are put
on hold when Elliot gets outed in the aftermath of the blackmail scandal,
causing a big media storm for him and his father the Vice President.
Kennedy seeks solace from Zac, when things just get too much
for her, bringing out his hidden caring side. Zac finds himself torn between
being a friend and an easy hook up. Determined to see Elliot and bring him some
holiday spirit, Zac starts a battle of wits with George. Will George be able to
outsmart Zac, and keep him away from Elliot, for long?
Be Warned: m/m sex, BDSM, sex toys, fire play
Excerpt:
The doorbell rang early in the morning.
Elliot had finished his chores and was sitting on the floor next to the fire,
working on his homework. There was no one else in the penthouse, and he wasn’t
expecting anyone. When he wrenched open the heavy, ornate door he found Zac,
Jesse’s brother, staring back at him wearing fireman pants and suspenders to
hold them up. His body was smeared with charcoal, and he looked oiled. Elliot
was entirely confused.
“The exact face I wanted to see.”
“Can I help you, Sir?” Elliot reverted to
his training.
“Yes, I have a hose that needs servicing.”
Zac grinned wickedly.
Elliot tried not to let the shock show on
his face. “I’m sorry, the King is out. Can I take a message?” He shifted and
squirmed, getting flustered at the seeming advance from the beautiful redhead.
“I didn’t want it from him.” The bulge in
Zac’s pants was noticeable, and Elliot tried not to stare. “And I knew he was
gone.”
“How did you know he was gone?”
“I watched his car through the camera I
installed above his parking space ‘til it left.” He flattened out his mouth and
raised both brows like it was no big deal.
Elliot
stared.
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Author Bio:
When
not staying up all night writing, J.R Gray can be found basking in the warm
glow of the Miami sun, or at the gym where it's half assumed Gray is a
permanent resident. A dominant, pilot, and sword fighting enthusiast, Gray
finds it hard to be in the passenger seat of any car. Gray frequently
interrupts real life, including normal sleep patterns, to jot down nonsense.
The bane of Gray's existence are commas, and even though it's been fully
acknowledged they are necessary, they continue to baffle and bewilder.
If
Gray wasn't writing…well, that's not possible. The buildup of untold stories
would haunt Gray into an early grave or possibly a mental institution where the
tales would end up on the walls in crayon and finger paint.
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