What started out as a one night stand has turned into the best decision of Sam’s life after he marries the formerly straight man of his dreams, Cody. When his new husband tells Sam he has a special surprise for him on their honeymoon Sam can’t help but wonder what he has in store for him. Secluded from the rest of the world in the cabin they built together in the mountains surrounding Las Vegas, the two men begin their life together with plenty of passion and love.
X rated Excerpt:
Sam glanced out the windshield, as familiar with the winding road to their cabin as his own backyard. Heck, he should be. They’d made over four dozen trips up and down the mountain as they built their log cabin on the edge of the National Park. Their ultimate mountain retreat was almost complete, and he couldn’t think of any place he’d rather spend his honeymoon than surrounded by the solitude of the wilderness and Cody.
The big truck easily navigated the final stretch of road before they reached their destination. Anticipation hummed through Sam and his cock twitched to life. Cody wore a white T-shirt that stretched over his thick muscles, and a pair of silky jogging shorts. Perfect for what he had in mind.
He leaned over and kissed the side of his neck. “Move your seat back a couple inches.”
Sam grinned and unbuckled his seatbelt. “Look, I don’t want the steering wheel embedded in my skull. Move your seat back.”
He did as he asked then gripped the steering wheel with both hands until his knuckles turned white. “Just let me pull over.”
“Nope.” He hummed deep in his throat at the erection tenting the other man’s shorts. “Keep driving. You stop driving, I stop sucking.”
“Sam, this is a really bad—”
He stretched to lower his head and capture the thick rim of Cody’s cloth-covered prick between his lips, effectively cutting off his partner’s words. It had been two weeks since they’d had any kind of sexual contact and the need for release tightened his balls. He tugged at the waistband. “Look, you’re the one who wanted to take a break before our wedding so our honeymoon would be special. Well, it’s our honeymoon and this is special.”
In a gruff, strained voice, Cody said, “I’m going to hit a pot hole and you’re going to bite my dick off.”
Sam chuckled. “Lift your ass off the seat.” With some maneuvering, he managed to get the shorts down enough so that Cody’s hard sex sprang free. Saliva filled Sam’s mouth at the sight of the hard male flesh. He grasped the base of the thick penis, noting with delight that Cody had shaved his balls. “Well, well, what do we have here?” The shaft jumped in his fist and he ever so slowly licked from the base to the tip, pausing to suck at the little slit.
Cody’s thigh muscles tensed and he spread his legs as much as his shorts bunched around his thighs allowed. Sam’s own cock pulsed behind the tough fabric of his jeans, but he ignored his needs. Taking control of his partner’s pleasure always turned him on. They drove down the road in plain sight of anyone passing by and there was something deliciously forbidden about blowing him in broad daylight. True, the only things around here with a heartbeat were animals, but he still liked that edge of the forbidden.
About the Author:
Ann is Queen of the Castle to her wonderful husband and three sons in the mountains of West Virginia. In her past lives she’s been an Import Broker, a Communications Specialist, a US Navy Civilian Contractor, a Bartender/Waitress, and an actor at the Michigan Renaissance Festival. She also spent a summer touring with the Grateful Dead-though she will deny to her children that it ever happened. From a young age she’s been fascinated by myths and fairytales, and the romance that often was the center of the story. As Ann grew older and her hormones kicked in, she discovered trashy romance novels. Great at first, but she soon grew tired of the endless stories with a big wonderful emotional buildup to really short and crappy sex. Never a big fan of purple prose, throbbing spears of fleshy pleasure and wet honey pots make her giggle, she sought out books that gave the sex scenes in the story just as much detail and plot as everything else-without using cringe worthy euphemisms. This led her to the wonderful world of Erotic Romance, and she’s never looked back.
Now Ann spends her days trying to tune out cartoons playing in the background to get into her ‘sexy space’ and has learned to type one handed while soothing a cranky baby.