Welcome to the monthly MFRW Steam blog hop! Looking for the hottest romance around? Today’s your lucky day! A slew of authors are sharing erotic snippets, to entice, tease and arouse you.
Today is also release day for my gay erotic romance tale Playing to Score. So of course, my excerpt comes from the new book. Hope you enjoy it. When your heartbeat has returned to normal ;^), use the links at the end of this post to visit the other authors participating in today’s event.
With the right opponent, even Scrabble can be foreplay.
Matt was supposed to be just a hot hook-up. Then he turned on the charm and brought out the bondage gear.
Jason Hofstadter comes to the Four States Annual Scrabble Tournament for two reasons: to play for the trophy and to get laid. Every year since his first, he’s managed to score with one of the other guys attending. He figures that he’s hit the jackpot when he spots handsome, bookish Matt Sawyer, who's competing at the Four States for the first time.
Shy and seemingly innocent, Matt turns out to be full of surprises. First he jumps Jason in the rest room at Starbucks. Then he reveals that he's into BDSM and encourages Jason to top him. Finally, despite his lack of experience with tournament play, Matt ends up facing Jason across the board in the semi-final round. When Matt throws the game he should have won, Jason is forced to confront his own feelings: about winning, about casual sex, and about Matt.
Note: This book was previously published by Totally Bound under the title Crossed Hearts. It has been revised, expanded and re-edited for this release.
Excerpt (Rated X)
The lift chimed as it reached Jason’s floor. The doors slid open. They tumbled out, hands still tangled in each other’s clothing. The corridor appeared to be empty—hopefully, everyone was down in the ballroom, listening to speeches, watching videos of last year’s highlights. Matt caught Jason again, halfway down the hall, flattening him against some stranger’s door and claiming his mouth.
“Wait—Matt, hold on, just a second…” Matt stole his breath. Jason couldn’t talk, couldn’t think. He was ready to explode. He struggled out from underneath the younger man’s weight and half-dragged Matt down to his room at the end of the hall.
He fumbled for his wallet in the pocket of his tight jeans, every motion transmitted to his aching dick. He managed to extract the key card, while Matt circled Jason’s waist from behind and rubbed his cock up and down Jason’s crack. Jason’s hand trembled as he tried to slide the card into the slot. The light remained red. “Matt, please! I can’t do this…” Matt reached down between Jason’s legs, stroking then squeezing. “Damn it, Matt!” Jason protested, weak from the pleasure that shimmered through him.
Finally, the LED turned green. Jason wrenched himself from Matt’s grasp and pushed the handle. The door swung inward. The two men fell into the room and collapsed onto the bed.
“Got—to get you—naked,” Matt panted, tearing at Jason’s clothing. In an instant, Jason’s fly was open and his cock was blissfully, ecstatically free. The next instant, wet heat engulfed him as Matt swallowed him whole.
“Oh—baby…” Matt’s mouth was as energetic and muscular as the rest of him. He sucked Jason with a single-minded ferocity that Jason could not resist. He lay on his back, overwhelmed, watching the dark head bob up and down, jerking his hips each time his knob grazed the back of Matt’s throat.
Pleasure coiled tighter in his belly. He dangled on the edge once more, ready to topple over. Matt’s tongue wound around his shaft, circled his bulb, flicked at the sensitive little ridge underneath. The guy was a genius, holding him there on the brink, taking him higher and higher but never letting him go.
The pressure built. The sensations became more intense. He wanted to come, needed to come. “Please,” he begged. “Please, Matt, don’t torture me! Finish me off.”
The boy stopped. It was like stepping from a raging hurricane into the eye of the storm. Jason moaned in frustration.
“You want to come?” Matt was grinning like a fiend. He’d put aside his glasses at some point. His eyes were pools of hot chocolate.
“Of course I want to come.”
“Wouldn’t you rather come in my ass?” Cool as a cucumber, the other man sat up and peeled off his shirt. His nipples were pink raspberries against the creamy skin of his chest. The sight made Jason’s mouth water. Matt stood beside the bed and pushed his pants down to his ankles. He stepped out of them and kicked them across the room. His cock reared up, long and meaty, the livid bulb glistening with pre-cum.
Jason’s fingers twitched. His balls ached. He’d never been so hard, so needy.
Matt climbed back onto the quilted bedspread. He knelt with his back to Jason then sank forward onto his elbows, offering Jason his perfect butt.
The pale globes gleamed in the street lights that filtering through the curtains. Matt shifted position, further separating his thighs. His gluteals flexed then relaxed. Jason stared, fascinated, dying to stroke those firm mounds of flesh, to grope and knead them, but somehow not daring to move.
Matt’s dark-furred balls hung between his splayed thighs. His crack was hardly visible, just a shadowy furrow between those swelling buttocks. Jason couldn’t see the whorl of the boy’s hole but he could feel it calling to him.
“Jason?” Matt’s voice woke him from his voyeuristic trance.
“Uh—yeah.”
“What are you waiting for? You’ve got condoms, right? And lube?” Matt looked over his shoulder, grinning as usual.
“Of course.” Jason’s dick slapped against his belly, leaving a wet trail.
“Well, go get them, then. Unless you’ve changed your mind.”
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Kinky Literature – https://www.kinkyliterature.com/book/8642-playing-to-score/
Amazon US – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B08VRVVYZG
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8 comments:
Steamy indeed! I'd never thought of Scrabble as a sexy sport--just goes to show you there's something to tickle everyone's fancy!
Wow, that was hot. You do the male POV really well.
Whew. Never knew scrabble was that hot. Hot hot hot scene.
Tweeted.
Now I love Scrabble even more!!
Scrabble has always been THE game in our house. Husband and I play a game every Saturday night, in front of a roaring fire in the fireplace. Our kids keep trying to get us interested in the on-phone versions they play, but we prefer the actual board.
Hot, hot excerpt! Not only are your excerpts intense, but they pull the reader along with whatever the POV character is experiencing. Bravo!
Who thought scrabble could be so hot? Great scene.
Sizzling! The last line - lol! I'm pretty sure there was no changing his mind. :)
Steamy! Love that this is a scrabble tournament. The mundaneness of it makes it that much sexier.
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