Release Date: July 15th
Cover Photo: Shutterstock
Cover Design: Gemma/Dark Phreak Arts
Synopsis
My name is Dyson Michaels and my life got
flipped upside down the day my grandfather passed away and in his ultimate wisdom,
he chose to mess with my life from beyond the grave.
~Six months prior~
“…therefore, in layman’s terms, unless you
are married by July 18th, and within five years produce an heir, your portion
of your grandfather’s estate and shares will be divided equally between your
three siblings. You will inherit nothing.
If you marry but do not produce an heir,
your shares will be divided among your siblings.
If you do not wed by said date, you may if
you should so choose to, keep your position with your grandfather’s company and
draw a salary. You will also be entitled the corporate benefits program. Do you
have any questions?...”
I knew by the word marriage, that it meant
in the conventional way, with the usual I do between a man and a woman in a
church with all the bells and whistles. I wanted to say no, I should have said
no, but like the fool I am I said yes.
And now I’m trying to explain to everyone,
why it is that I’m breaking Rebecca’s heart and I’ve been living a lie all my
life.
I’m still waiting for that bolt of
lightning to strike me dead.
**Warning: M/M Romance, containing explicit
language and sexual contentment recommended for readers 18+**.
Excerpt 1
Harley was shoving my face
into the mattress, and had it been any other man I would have struggled from
his hold and thumped the lord living shit out of him, but I was in ecstasy as
he pounded relentlessly into me. My hands were tied at my back, my ass high in
the air and the sound of our pleasure was ringing throughout the entire
apartment. We had been at it for near two hours and true to his word, Harley
had not allowed me the pleasure of an orgasm. My balls were aching for release
as Harley’s balls clapped against them. I begged, I pleaded and I even
threatened to do strange thing to him while he slept, because sooner or later
he would sleep, yet he showed me no mercy. And I was relishing every second,
with a misbehaved smirk on his face
Excerpt 2
“Let me tell you a secret,” I whispered. “It’s the
submissive who is really in charge. I control the pleasure but you have the
power to stop it at any point.”
“Are you some kind of dom?” I let him stew in his awkward
thoughts for a good thirty seconds, expressionless.
“Nah, I’m just fucking with you,” I laughed to put him at
ease, then gazed seriously into his eyes. “I like being in charge, I get off
watching you get off. I won’t spank you for not doing as you’re told and I’m
not into whips and chains or anything masochistic.
The odd playful sting from my hand and restraints can be
fun, if used properly. Okay, so I’ll admit I like a little bit of kink.”
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Jennifer
Rose lives the glamorous life in Canada
SOCIAL
MEDIA LINKS
Jennifer Rose Street Team Page: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1450195771938815/?fref=ts
Amazon Page: http://amzn.to/1GtEQAp
Naughty Little Bookshelf: https://www.facebook.com/groups/1544596515804351/?fref=ts
Instagram:
@jenniferrose62
Twitter:
@JenniferRose62
Pinterest:
www.pinterest.com/jroseauthor/
No comments:
Post a Comment