Thanks so much
for having me on your blog with my new release Sunshine and Love. Like all of the
MM stories I’ve written so far this one took me by surprise.
I’d found a
yummy man candy pic to share with my reader group the RavDor Chicks. This hunk
to be precise.
Source:
(https://www.pinterest.com/pin/243757398558965893/)
I wondered
what hero he might be, and in our ensuing brainstorming session we came up with
the following. He was a Dom, struggling with who he was. A single dad in need
of a nanny. Oh and wouldn’t it be cool if this was a MM….
That’s all
it took for my muse to sit up, rub her hands in glee, and force my fingers to
the keyboard.
Sunshine
and Love was born, and I had oodles of fun, and also shed a tear or two in the
writing of this story. Hopefully, you lovely readers will go through the same
emotions.
As an
aside, if you’ve read Under his Boss, you will also recognise a few familiar
names, as they make an appearance in this story. J
Now, to
quote Jordan…Sunshine and Love is all you need….
Blurb:
He needs a
nanny not a submissive…
Aaron
Gibson is struggling with his many hats—single dad, business owner, Dom. His
desperate search for a suitable nanny for his daughter Sunshine grinds to a
halt when Jordan Carole walks into his office.
This inked
biker is certainly not your ordinary kind of nanny, but the man’s instant
rapport with his daughter convinces Aaron that Jordan is perfect for the job.
All Aaron has to do is keep his hands off his nanny—simple, right?
Well, it
would be if the two men could ignore the combustible, sexual tension between
them. Jordan wants nothing more than to be allowed to take care of his new boss
and his adorable baby.
If only he
could convince the stubborn man that Sunshine and Love is all they need.
Adult Excerpt:
This
close to the man he loved Jordan lost his composure, and before he could lose
his bottle, he smashed his lips over Aaron’s. The other man’s surprised grunt
granted him access, and Jordan wasted no time in slipping his tongue past the
cool lips he’d been fantasizing over for weeks now, and deepened the kiss. The
very scent and essence of Aaron Gibson exploded on his taste buds, and when
Aaron kissed him back, the last semblance of rational reasoning fled Jordan’s
brain. Tongues dueling and teeth clashing, this wasn’t just a kiss. It was
punishment and connection all rolled into each other, as Jordan put all of his
emotions into the frantic and ever more passionate kiss. When he ground his
erection into his boss’s groin, and felt the equally hard ridge of his
employer’s own need, he pulled away to study him. Aaron’s azure gaze was almost
black, as his pupils dilated in his arousal, and chests heaving, they stared at
each other.
“Fuck,
we can’t do this.”
Aaron’s
strangled groan broke the last of Jordan’s restraint, and he grasped hold of
the other man’s stiff cock. Even through the fabric separating him from his
prize, the heat of Aaron’s shaft branded him, and his boss groaned when he
rubbed the flat of his palm up down Aaron’s dick.
“Dammit,
stop.”
“No, I
won’t. I want to taste you, Sir.”
Jordan
dropped to his knees and closing his eyes, nuzzled into Aaron’s groin. Aaron’s
hiss in answer and the way the man’s hands fisted in his hair made him bolder,
and pulling away he looked up at his boss, while running his hand slowly up his
thighs. The muscles bunched under his fingertips, and Aaron groaned and shook
his head when Jordan reached his belt buckle and slowly undid it.
“Fuck,
you really don’t have to do this. I … fuuuck.”
Jordan
grinned as he pulled down the zipper, and reaching into Aaron’s boxer briefs,
pulled out his boss’s cock, and licked across Aaron’s sensitive cock head.
The
pressure on his scalp increased, and the slight pain fueled his own arousal, as
did the drop of pre-cum that appeared on the slit of his lover’s magnificent
dick. Aaron’s cock hardened further in Jordan’s fist, as he slid it slowly up
and down Aaron’s thick and heavily veined shaft. The action pulled the other
man’s foreskin back, and Jordan licked around the exposed, swollen head. A deep
groan and yet more of the other man’s musk was his reward. Bringing his free
hand up to fondle his boss’s heavy balls, he grasped the base of Aaron’s peen
and hollowing out his cheeks, took as much of him in his mouth as he could.
Jordan
closed his eyes and gave himself up to the heady sense of power that being on
his knees and going down on another man always gave him, as he drank in Aaron’s
unique spicy, salty musk, content in the knowledge that at this moment in time,
the man was his and his alone.
When he
came up for air, grazing his teeth along the sensitive flesh in his mouth as he
let go of Aaron’s cock, he glanced up and grinned at the man who was watching
his every move through hooded eyelids.
“Still
think we shouldn’t be doing this, Sir?” he asked with a smirk, and
gasped when Aaron yanked his head back by his hair.
“Watch
the sass, boy, and finish what you fucking started, before I come all over your
face, and then tan your damn insolent ass for not taking no for an answer.”
The
strain behind those few words spoke of Aaron’s need for him, and Jordan grinned
around his mouthful of cock, as he went back down on his boss. Aaron swore when
his cock hit the back of Jordan’s throat, and he swallowed around it.
“Fuck
yes, just like that.” With those growled words the last of Aaron’s restraint
broke, as he took over, and hands buried in Jordan’s hair, fucked his mouth
with total abandonment. Relaxing his throat muscles Jordan relished in the feel
of being used for this man’s pleasure, and gave himself over to the
satisfaction to be found in that. The pain in his dick added to the sensation
overload, as did the sound of the door opening, and the soft feminine gasp that
barely registered over the roaring in his ears. He was so damn close to coming
in his pants like a randy teenager it wasn’t even real and the knowledge that
someone—no doubt Nicole—was watching him go down on Aaron made the whole thing
ten times hotter.
Grasping
hold of Aaron’s ass cheeks he renewed his efforts to make the other man come,
and when the muscular globes clenched under his digits, and Aaron thrust into Jordan’s
mouth in one last, un-coordinated move that threatened to cut off Jordan’s air
supply, he knew he had him.
With a
muffled groan, Aaron shot his cum down the back of Jordan’s throat, and he did
his best to swallow the other man’s seed. The pressure on his head let up,
enabling Jordan to pull back slightly, and Aaron’s furious curse bounced
through the room, even as his cock continued to pulse inside Jordan’s mouth and
he continued to milk the last few drops out of his lover’s junk.
“I’m so
sorry. I … I’m sorry.” Nicole’s bumbling apology registered as Aaron pulled his
cock out of Jordan’s mouth and yanked his trousers back up with another
muttered curse.
Jordan
couldn’t help it. Looking across at a red-faced Nicole who still peered at them
through the slightly open door to Aaron’s office he winked at her and burst out
laughing when she turned even redder and shut the door.
“This
isn’t fucking funny.”
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Author bio
Doris is a writer of
sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines
who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, Sci-fi,
BDSM, F/F, M/M, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.
Happily married for
the last twenty-five years, she lives with her husband and their brood of nine
in a far too small house filled with love, laughter, and chaos.
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