Today marks the beginning of the Something Naughty, Something New Blog Hop that Lisabet Sarai and Jennifer Wright were kind enough to invite me along for. I'm absolutely thrilled to be taking part in this fun romp, and wanted to make sure I said so right at the beginning. So, just in case you were wondering, this is how I feel about the hop: Let the Snoopy Dancing Begin!!
GREAT EXPECTATIONS
What, you say, has Cherie finally flipped her lid? Nah. Not at all. I've simply decided that this year is going to be absolutely stellar. I've got big, big plans for my characters, and that means loads more things for you all to read. :)
I'll be updating the blog throughout the hop, with snippets from some of the things that will be coming down the pipeline, as well as a couple of "behind the scenes" introspective looks on where these crazy characters come from, how they develop, who is really telling the stories (cause babies, it sure ain't me) and a load of other info.
Get ready, cause Great things are heading your way. As the day winds on, I'll be posting my first behind the scenes look at the making of Worth A Thousand Words, book two in my Rescue Twinks series... and the first prize I'm offering up in the hop. Be sure to check back regularly, and comment, cause each new post you comment on is another entry in the contest. :) So, without Further Ado, I give you a naughty little taste of the boys from WATW...
Worth A Thousand Words
Devon flashed a slashing
white pirate’s grin at him, and then dropped down onto the bed as
sexy-boneless-rum-soaked-hot as Johnny Depp in the first Pirates movie. Adrien
shivered and sighed. Devon continued forward, crawling up and over Adrien with
the sinuous grace of a jungle cat. Then he leaned forward, purring his response
to the question Adrien had nearly forgotten, and—oh, sweet heavens—murmuring it
directly into the sensitive shell of Adrien’s ear. “Silly, silly Adrien… the
only stunner here is you.”
A moment later Adrien
remembered the advertising for Liquid Silk and sent up a fervent prayer of
thanks. The pump really did work easily one handed. Devon had one hand wrapped
around the underside of Adrien’s jaw, stroking the skin from just under his
chin to the top of his throat. He lifted Adrien’s right leg up over his left
shoulder, running the hand on that side down along the thigh until he came to
Adrien’s plump ass. Devon made a low noise, not quite a growl, not quite a moan
but somehow both and neither. Then there was the spreading lube around on the
nerve rich area around his anus. Devon ran his slick fingertip around and
around the tightly furled opening, waiting until the muscles began to loosen
before pushing just the tip of his finger in.
Adrien opened his
mouth, a tiny noise escaping from the back of his throat as he fought to dredge
up a single coherent thought. Nothing came to him, nothing except, “More…”
Devon just smiled his
pirate smile again. The shushing, plastic rubbing, clicking noise of the lube’s
pump tickled Adrien’s ears at the same moment Devon thrust his finger fully in.
Adrien pushed back,
wanting more, wanting now. Just wanting... “Ahhh.”
Devon pulled his finger
out, circled the rim, and then thrust two in with slow deliberation. Adrien’s
breath caught in his throat. Turning his face sharply to the left, he opened
his mouth over the pad of muscle below Devon’s thumb, licking and suckling the
spot. Devon’s hand tasted of salt, coffee, and man. Adrien was hard pressed to
keep himself from biting hard enough to break the skin. He wanted to put his
mark on this man.
“Shhh…shhh…shhh…” Devon
leaned down, nuzzling into the side of Adrien’s neck, strewing tiny butterfly
kisses along his jaw and murmuring all the while. The frenzied, wild thing rising
in Adrien stilled, curled about itself and lay quiescent.
“It’s okay, baby.
You’re okay. Shhh…”
More lube and another
finger and then Adrien heard what had Devon murmuring and nuzzling and gentling
him like some poor wild thing trapped in the glass and metal confines of a
city. His own voice keening out in a continuous low wail of broken trust and
disillusion made the hairs on his arms stand straight up and he couldn’t stop.
Adrien clutched at Devon, fingers digging in. The bite he’d begun to relax closed
back, breaking the skin this time. Devon grunted, and then pressed his big
thumb into the pressure point just at the hinge of Adrien’s jaw.
Adrien’s mouth sprang
open, and the noise grew to wails. Devon continued to murmur, nonsense sound
and endearments. He lifted his bloody hand to Adrien’s jaw again. “Babe. You
gotta put the condom on. I can’t do it. One hand’s all covered in slick and the
other’s bleeding. If I use that hand we might as well ditch the condom, and
we’re not doing that anytime soon, much as I’d like to be bare inside you.
Adrien, look at me. That’s right look at me. I got you, but you gotta help me.”
Whimpering, Adrien nuzzled into Devon’s
hand. He needed to do what Devon wanted. Anything to keep Devon close, get him
closer. Adrien reached out, hand scrambling around on the sheets searching for
the condoms Devon had tossed down. His hand closed over a small square packet,
cool and slippery against the soft cotton of the bedding. Devon lowered himself
down, pinning Adrien in place with his body. “Adrien, focus for me, okay babe?
I’m going to lift up enough for you to reach the goods here. Don’t—that’s
precision equipment there, beautiful. Try not to knock it out of calibration,
alright? That way you get a better ride, right?”
Adrien laughed then,
surprised that he could, a little grossed out by the snot bubbles he could feel
in his nostrils. Devon just gave him that same wicked pirate grin. Grabbing up
the condom packet, Adrien nodded. “… yeah… I can do that.”
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