July scouted the area for reliable bike parking. Too bad the meters were chopped off in favor of machines in the middle of the block that dispensed validated parking tickets after payment. Having lost a bike previously when she locked it to a young tree that was later sliced all the way through--

Yes, someone had murdered a tree—a sapling—to steal her bike!

Now July was hesitant to park her primary means of income and transportation anywhere without a metal post. Circling the block and the vicinity, she realized that there was no trustworthy option for her to lock the bike. As time ticked, she entertained the idea of bringing the bike on site. There had to be room somewhere inside the building for her to park the bike and lock it in place within her sight.

Mind made up, July pedaled back to the location in question and dismounted. She wheeled the bike through the double doors and was immediately greeted by a Hispanic woman with a clipboard. The woman gave July an appreciative once-over and grinned. “You look like you’re in the right place. I’m Lars. I have some paperwork for you to look over and fill out, if you choose to participate in the project. Please have a seat.”

“Thanks,” July said. She took the clipboard and walked her bike over to the designated seating area that already accommodated a handful of people. Leaning her bike against the wall, even before she sat down, one of the seated women with tricolor dye in her hair had abruptly stood up and returned the clipboard to Lars and then vacated the building.

Huh.

July felt uneasy. Just what was in this paperwork that someone would willingly walk away from a hundred bucks for a couple hours of one’s time?

Now seated July eyed the first page, which summarized the mission and purpose of Project Cream. Okay, if “cream” had anything to do with what she thought it did then maybe there was a reason why the tricolor chick left.

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Before this anthology came out, I (Jacintha Topaz) was only familiar with the work of one author: Gale Stanley. So this blog post is going to honor that and re-blog the release day post from Stanley's website. Scroll further down and you'll see my mini-review of each story in this anthology. Ready, set, go! JT

Does the sight of a cop’s badge—or his handcuffs—make your pulse race?  Do you drive by your local firehouse just to catch a glimpse of your favorite fireman? Ever peek in the cockpit just to check out the captain?

If you agree the only thing sexier than a man in uniform is a man out of uniform, you’ve come to the right place. We’ve handpicked an assortment of sizzling hot, uniformed heroes to satisfy your uniform fetish.

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Now, I'm going to feature the author whose work led me to find some new favorites in the anthology...
(And yes, I promise you the book review follows.)

Inside the cockpit, Captain Paul Miller is in control. On the ground, he feels adrift. His marriage is crumbling, and life is complicated.

Jamey Conley owns a café in the Frisco airport. He goes gaga over guys in uniform. When he meets Paul, sparks fly. Too bad his ideal man is married, and straight.

EXCERPT

Jamey locked the front door, and reversed the sign so it readClosed from the terminal. He turned around and almost walked into Emma, who pinned him with a flinty stare.

“Jamey Conley! Stop torturing yourself.”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about.” 

“Oh yes, you do. You’ve been mooning over that pilot since he walked out of here.”

“It’s not like that, Emma. He makes me laugh. I haven’t laughed like that in a long time.”

Emma shot him a look that could turn Medusa to stone.

“Give me a break. he’s straight, and married. Didn’t you see the wedding band on his finger?”

“I saw it. And I saw the way he looked at you. He wouldn’t be the first straight man to use you for sex.”

Jamey sighed. He already spent an excruciating amount of time re-hashing the past. He didn’t need any help from Emma. A year ago, Jamey had fallen for a married flyboy. He’d really believed the man would leave his wife, but it never happened. Turned out, the pilot just wanted to get his dick sucked, because his wife didn’t like to perform oral sex. The bastard actually believed that he wasn’t cheating if he got a blowjob from a gay man. “Okay, so we had a little chemistry, and yeah, I’m a sucker for a uniform, but I’m not stupid. I won’t make the same mistake twice.” 

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Eight more super sexy stories:

Rain and Promises by Elizabeth Monvey
Fine Dining by Nicola Cameron
Scars by James Cox
A Walk on the Wild Side by Pelaam
Real Life Role Play by Tamsin Baker
Mile High Rebound by L.D. Blakeley
The British Are Coming by Lilith Duvalier
Fired Up by Lucy Felthouse

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Awesome collection of hot, steamy stories of men in love. I was so looking forward to this book's release day that when it finally got to my e-reader, I read all of these stories in one sitting. Yes, it's that captivating a read.

In Rain and Promises, Adam and Ryan are about to celebrate their one-year anniversary. When Ryan's latest call brings him to the scene of a car wreck, he's shocked still by whose life is at stake. Emotional and heart-warming.

In Fine Dining, James frequents a bistro for his weekly dose of Gustav. Eye candy leads to the main course when unexpected forces send soup flying onto James' lap. Surprise, surprise.

In The Layover, a married and overworked Captain Paul Miller develops a friendship with airport cafe restaurant owner-operator Jamey Conley. When a divorce out of nowhere sends Paul to commiserate with a fellow coworker, things unfold for the better. A story of sweet beginnings, coming into one's own, and dreams becoming true.

In Scars, Gabe McShane takes the lead after "Devil" gets honorably discharged. One year later, the two approach territory that they'd never explored while serving in the Marines. A story of healing and going beyond one's comfort zones to find home.

In Walk on the Wild Side, Devin gets stopped by a handsome cop--Justin--on his way back from work. Devin blossoms from their chance encounter and the world goes tipsy as Devin learns about unconditional love. Go, Devin!

In Real Life Role Play, Lachlan and Tayte deepen their connection and extinguish lingering doubts after having moved in with each other. Great story of a committed couple moving forward past a hump.

In Mile High Rebound, Will faces a breakup on take-off day, only to find a willing playmate up in the air. The bonus? After their meet-and-greet, they have a chance to take things further. Another story of hopeful beginnings.

In The British are Coming, Elijah reunites with long-ago friend Jasper and fireworks turn up. Yum.

In Fired Up, fireman Lucas Hartley hasn't lost his gravitation toward Greg Barnett. All hell breaks loose as they recap their past and of course consummate things...

Overall, a wonderful collection of sexy men getting what they desire -- the men who got away, the men who they've dreamed of, the men whom they thought would never, and more. Although composed of short stories, each author painted their characters rich with depth and pulled me right into their worlds from the opening paragraphs. Definitely highly recommended, especially if you're into M/M reads.

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In the 26th century, humans and numerous alien races share the galaxy. Technology has advanced massively. Old Earth is a vast preserve and museum, and humans have spread to the stars. But some things remain the same. Love, lust, and money motivate both humans and other sentient species. Politics can get ugly. And crime can pay very well indeed.

The Malcolm, an independent interplanetary freighter, prefers to steer clear of both politics and crime, at least the kind of crime that doesn’t involve rescuing the occasional slave or exploited child on planets where such abominations are legal. Captain Mik and his loyal, if eccentric crew—Mik’s overprotective alien husband Gan, adventurous human mechanic Rita, bouncy cat-girl (and trained assassin) Xia, and PTSD-haunted ex-soldier Buck—usually succeed in keeping things only a little bit illegal. (One planet’s cash crop, after all, might be another’s favorite illicit recreational substance, and as long as no one’s getting hurt, why not get a cut of the profits?) But when a seemingly legitimate job goes supernova, the crew finds themselves up to their armpits in interplanetary espionage, art theft, and spies, and on the run from an infamous assassin. What a time to fall in love! (Thrill-Kinky, coming 5/12/2015).

Luckily, Drax Jalricki—reformed (mostly) art thief, former (mostly) Banjali covert operative, and all-around winged hunk—has a plan to protect them.

But it involves hiding out on Cibari, the most dangerous planet in the galaxy.

Who knew Cibari was run by a felinoid warlord who might be the perfect match for Xia—if the straight-arrow detective sent from her homeworld to “rescue” her doesn’t win her heart, ears and adorable, perky tail first? And that’s not even talking about how the warlord and the detective are crazy about each other. Of course, it would help if any of them could tell the whole truth about who they are. (Book Two, Bad Kitty, coming 9/2015)

Who would guess that a hot cyborg who’s already survived more than a human lifetime could offer Buck both healing and love? But the cyborg shares a common, deadly enemy with the Malcolm’s crew, and surviving that confrontation will trigger all their inner demons. (Book Three, tentatively called Buck, Naked)

Dark secrets Mik hides even from Gan will come to a head and threaten them more than the enemies they’d hoped to escape. A mysterious stranger holds the key to Mik’s salvation… and unexpectedly, a key to both men’s hearts as well, if they’re willing to open that door. (Book Four, title TBD)

Thrill-Kinky (Chronicles of the Malcolm, Book 1)
Teresa Noelle Roberts
Publication Date: May 12, 2015


Sexual freefall is like a game of chicken, except the first one to let go wins.

Chronicles of the Malcolm, Book 1

Humans may have expanded to the stars, but they still have the annoying need to work for a living. Which is why Rita, crew member of the space freighter Malcolm, is stuck collecting recyclable slag rather than attending her favorite festival celebrating love and sexuality.

Things go from boring to interesting when she discovers a badly injured man who’s been thrown into a recycling bin to die. The catch, he’s gorgeous, winged, and naked.

Drax Jalricki, reformed (mostly) art thief and reluctant covert operative, is on an undercover mission to protect three planets when someone in his own government brands him a traitor. By virtue of association, Rita and her crew are going down with him.

From their first, hide-in-plain-sight quickie, the erotic spark between Rita and Drax is fueled by danger and adrenaline. But their growing suspicion that there’s more to their connection than lust may not matter if they don’t live through the night.

Warning: Hero and heroine who straddle the line of criminal behavior—and definitely violate public indecency statutes. Exhibitionist, dangerous sex. Dark, sordid pasts. Wild risk-taking. Giggly cat-girl sidekick who’s not just another pretty…tail. And the greatest risk of all: true love.

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Excerpt

Definitely something in the danger-as-aphrodisiac theory, because in a fetid alley, with the law and outlaws both after them and her no doubt out of both a job and a home when the guys found out she’d dumped the slag and abandoned the floater, Rita was getting more turned on than she ever remembered being. She’d been excitable to start with, from the kiss, and from simply being around Drax’s dangerous good looks, but now she could feel herself getting slick, hot, ready for the cock that she could now feel all too well against her bare skin.

And his wings—marling stars, she’d never felt anything like the soft, sensual caress of all those feathers against her back, her ass. So good. His hands gripped and kneaded, and his wings stroked and soothed, and all the while he was kissing her, exploring her mouth with his tongue, sending sparks down the connections from her lips to the mouth of her sex. Her common sense told her they needed to move, couldn’t take the time to play there when the overpriced thugs in the Fiero might show up at any second.

Her common sense lost the argument with her libido. 

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Excerpt

He pointed to the floor between himself and the spanking stool. “On your knees.”

She folded herself gracefully into position and he clenched his teeth as he struggled to contain his impulse to haul her onto his lap and impale her on his erection. His cock surged, the blood pounding through him in strong steady beats, as he surveyed her down bent head. He needed to maintain control; he had to think of something other than enveloping himself inside her. His mind scrabbled to come up with anything other than her, and then he remembered her curiosity at the cabinet.

“You were looking in the cabinet.” He reached out and wrapped her hair around his hand. He pulled her head back and looked into her eyes. “Which of my toys did you like best?” His voice was no louder than a harsh whisper and he mentally berated himself for letting her get to him.

“I didn’t really choose a favorite.” Her words were stilted and low.

“But something in the cabinet interested you.” He watched as her shoulders tensed. “What was it?”

“I wouldn’t say it interested me.” She lifted her head and looked warily at him. “I just wasn’t sure what it was.”

“Describe it to me.”

She briefly described the shape and color of the object that had drawn her attention, and he smiled inwardly.

“Do you know which toy I mean?”

“I do.” He smiled broadly, as he relished the prospect of introducing her to the toy. “I think you’ll enjoy it.”

“But what is it for?”

“I think perhaps it is better that I show you.” She tensed and looked slightly apprehensive, but did not object.

“Now, however, it is time for your punishment.” He indicated the sloping stool in front of her. “Climb aboard.”

When she didn’t move, he repeated his command. “Now, Chloe! I do not want to have to repeat myself again tonight. Is that clear?”

“Yes, sir.” She gingerly moved toward the stool. He snagged an arm around her waist and lifted her onto the stool shaped in an inverted ‘v’ position. Her top half lay on the cushion-padded slope and she had to stretch out her arms to reach the handholds at the bottom of the slope to help her maintain her balance. Her legs relaxed against the opposite slope as her behind rested on the well-padded apex. He bent and swiftly cuffed her ankles to the sides of the stool and awaited her objections. When none were forthcoming, he walked around and manacled her wrists to the front of the frame.

He ran his fingers around and under the restraints. “Comfortable?”

“Yes, sir.” She sounded excited and he struggled to contain his moan of arousal.

He adjusted a lever and the stool position altered slightly. It didn’t move far, but it was enough to stretch her legs and have her standing on the tips of her toes. The position would allow her little advantage against him. She would have no choice but to submit to his mastery of her body.

She gave a small whimper and he stroked her back gently. “It’s alright. There’s nothing to be frightened of.” He continued to caress down her back and across her buttocks in a very non-sexual way as he waited for her to calm down. “Do you remember your safe word?”

“Yes, sir.” His heart lurched at her continued use of the phrase and he wondered if she was truly coming to accept him as her master.

“Good girl.”

He had to remind himself that she was new to all of this and to slow things down. He crouched at the front of the stool and lifted her head in order that he could look into her eyes. “The lesson I was aiming to teach this morning was about control. As your Dom it is my right to grant or deny your pleasure.” Her eyes widened as if he had shocked her, but she didn’t say a word. “When I tell you to close your eyes, I don’t expect to see you gazing at me. When I demand silence, I don’t want to hear a word. When I ask you not to move, I expect you to keep still. In here, you call me Master. Do you understand?”

“Yes. But--”

“No buts, Chloe. Those are the rules of this game.” His tone was harsher than he had ever used with her before, but he wanted to make sure that she understood his intent. “What I demand, you give. Unless of course,” he quantified his statement, “you decide to safe word.”

He held his breath as he awaited her response. When she said nothing he released his hold and stood up moving out of her line of vision.

He continued to talk to her as he wandered over to his cabinet to withdraw several of his favorite toys. “We’re going to have a little session where you will practice self-control.” He ran the anal beads that had so fascinated her, through his fingers. “I am going to teach you some new pleasures, sweetheart. You can move as much as the stool allows. You can scream as loud as you want, this room is soundproof.” He had returned to her side in time to hear her gasp aloud and he bent and whispered in her ear, “The one thing you are not allowed to do is cum.”

She turned her head and looked him straight in the eye. “That’s cruel!”

“Wrong, sweetheart.” He leaned forward and kissed her softly. “It’s control. Its pleasure beyond what you can currently imagine. It’s an exquisite form of torture.”

Book 2 - Playing by His Rules
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Glenda Horsfall was born and brought up in the beautiful city of Edinburgh.

From an early age she was an avid reader. She became engrossed in reading romance novels in her early teens and promised herself that one day she would sit down and write her own.

Glenda is now living the dream… and enjoying every minute of it. She writes romantic tales with light BDSM overtones. They may be tales of Domination and submission, but you are guaranteed a romance with a Happy Ever After ending!

Glenda now lives on the Fylde Coast of England with her own hero. She has a grown up son and four beautiful grand-daughters – the fourth born in last month. 

Having worked for many years as an Accountant, she loves being able to let her creative imagination run wild as she creates romantic stories for you to enjoy.

Sangita chuckled and flipped open her phone. “I’m going to send you the info right now.”

“Huh?” Mercedes asked.

“If I give you her business card, you’re just going to roll your eyes, leave it here on the table, and walk out of here.”

“What are you saying?” Intrigued, Mercedes pressed on, “You’re not telling me to get onto some dating site like LezzMatch.com, are you?”

Sangita shot a weary look at her. “Come on. You think I would do such a thing? You’ve already told me you don’t want a geek girl stuck in some cubicle, the typical user profile at LezzMatch. So, I’m sending you to a relationship expert.”

“No, thank you.”

“Yes, thank me.” Sangita’s phone pinged with what must have been the outgoing text, because she next put away her phone and smiled. “She specializes in all kinds of twosomes, moresomes, same-sex, genderbent, kink—you name it. She’s worked with them, and I’m sure she can work with you. She’s the best in the field.”

Despite her heart skipping a beat with hope, Mercedes let the sarcasm sneak into her voice. “Um, aren’t you forgetting that relationship experts only work with people in a relationship?”

Sangita smiled with satisfaction. “Yes, and that’s why she’s perfect for your situation. She says that the most important relationship we have is the one we have with ourselves.”

“Okay, I’m beginning to like the idea—just a little—at least the principle behind her work.” Mercedes’ phone beeped and vibrated from what she knew was Gita’s incoming text.

“Besides, she has been active in the CS movement and have helped plenty of people who look just like you and me.”

“CS?” asked Mercedes, perplexity showing in her furrowed brows.

“My code for Cultural Sensitivity,” Sangita said. “She’s conscious about your cultural values and how they inform what you do and don’t want in your life.”

“You sound like you’ve seen her.” Pieces of the puzzle started to click into place. Maybe that was why Gita had been able to find her wife so soon. After all, they were the same age – twenty-four. Could this person be the one that Gita had hired for her own personal and relationship development? Gita didn’t strike her as a legal expert who would seek such personal counsel. “Hey, wait a minute, are you referring me to a shrink?”

Sangita laughed as she smacked a bill on the table and got up. “You’d be living la vida loca if you don’t plan to see her.”

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