By E.D. Parr (Guest Blogger)
Thank
you for inviting me
to your blog with
new Evernight Publishing
M/M erotic romance, Given
Time.
I
wrote this story intending to dedicate it to someone in the front of
the book when the publisher asked if I had a dedication. In fact, I
didn’t when given the chance, because it no longer seemed
appropriate.
The
inspiration for the story came last Christmas when I went to stay
with friends in another county, but one that I know very well and
have lived in. Just like Matt in the story I was shocked and deeply
saddened when a much-loved celebrity suddenly died on Christmas Day.
I’d followed this artist’s work for years and, because he was a
musician, the lyrics and his songs had often lifted me from sadness.
Like
many others I wandered off to the house the person lived and died in,
which was just a couple of miles away in the next village. I sat in
my car watching the parade of people placing tributes along the wall
of the house.
The
core of the inspiration came from seeing a lone man approach as fog
descended on the long pathway. He was tall, slender, dressed
stylishly from head to foot in black, and he carried a bunch of white
lilies that he placed beside other flowers. His melancholy exuded
from his elegant movements. The sight struck me and I couldn’t put
it out of my mind as the circumstances surrounding the death of this
musician was reported in the news for weeks.
I
know a little about the deceased’s life and know sadness
surrounding his love-life was often woven into his songs. I wrote the
story for him … for him to have a happy ending. If that sounds
weird, then that’s okay … he gave me, and still does, such
pleasure through his music.
The
story isn’t about a musician. It’s about life and love. There are
a number of scorching hot love scenes in the story, which I enjoyed
writing for the two heroes, Matt and Angel, who after hoping for
love, finally find it.
Thank
you to the unknown, gorgeous man who laid lilies outside the big old
house.
Blurb
Music
video maker Angel Starc is about to board a plane to Paris when he
receives some sudden sad news. It takes him hurrying back to his
childhood home after two years away, estranged from his older
brother, Rory.
Angel
is amazed and filled with guilt when that night he meets the only man
he’s found romantically attractive in a long time. How can it be
right? He should only be filled with sorrow, but gorgeous, caring
Matt Loewe wraps him in a blanket of comfort and love that heals
Angel’s troubled soul.
Delectable
artist Matt Loewe follows his hunches and his heart. He’s been
looking for love and Angel ignites an addictive passion in him.
As
the two men fall deep in love they provide each other with the care
needed to come to terms with their past anxieties.
(Romantic
erotica with HEA, warning, contains anal M/M sex, frottage, gay
partner oral sex, partner masturbation, and explicit gay male love
scenes)
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teased 18+excerpt
He
kissed Matt, gently, soaking up the feel of Matt’s skin against his
nose. He thrust his hips so that his lower body crushed on Matt’s
and the unmistakable shape of Matt’s cock, hard and bulging in his
pants met Angel’s cock. A low groan escaped Angel and he deepened
the kiss, clinging to Matt, as his legs weakened and his heart
pounded.
Matt
pushed his arms around Angel’s neck, and Angel’s hands fell away
from the grip on his shoulders. Matt’s murmur penetrated Angel’s
haze of pleasure. “I can’t even think straight, but I know I want
you naked in my arms.” He rained kisses on Angel’s mouth.
Angel
pushed his hands between their bodies. He traced Matt’s erection
with his fingertips and then cupped it in his palm, pressing against
the fabric of Matt’s pants.
Matt’s
groan on Angel’s lips sent a shock of desire through his balls.
Angel
opened Matt’s pants in a rapid move and thrust them down his
thighs. He dragged Matt’s boxers down and grabbed his cock. The
rock-hard column filled his fist and extended inches over it. He
sighed out the pleasure the feeling gave him, kissing Matt hungrily.
Angel’s cock strained against his pants and his stomach clenched so
tight it made him breathless.
“Take
off your clothes.” Matt’s urgent whisper teased on Angel’s
lips.
Angel
hurried to comply. He slid his hand from Matt’s cock taking with it
the pulse of pre-cum that leaked from the slit. He licked his finger
gazing into Matt’s eyes.
Matt
gasped as he watched. He dragged off his jacket and pulled his tie
from around the collar of his shirt. Practically wrenching the
buttons from his shirt, he yanked it down his arms.
Angel
gazed at him, taking off his jacket and shirt as he savored the sight
of Matt’s muscled torso, and the way Matt’s perfect cock bounced
as he moved. Matt was already naked and Angel went to him. He grabbed
his ass and pulled him close.
“Fucking
hell, you are so hot, and it’s been so long for me I might
come just looking at you.” He kissed Matt.
Matt’s
response made his cock jerk. The passion in his kiss scorched down
Angel’s stomach. He escaped Matt’s lips with a groan and pulled
off his pants, levering off his boots as quickly as he could.
Matt
ran his hands along Angel’s ass.
Angel
jerked upright and spun around.
Matt’s
eyes darkened and he held out his arms.
Angel
rammed his body on Matt’s and they crashed together, murmuring
hoarse sounds. Matt’s cock rubbed on Angel’s and he rocked his
hips so that the hard columns slid along each other. His chest felt
tight as his lower body clenched with the need to come.
“I
might fucking fall down if I don’t come soon,” he whispered…
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Hi Lisabet,
Love the post :-)
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