Saturday, August 3, 2013

Susan Laine~

Welcome, welcome, welcome. Hey everyone, it is my pleasure to introduce Ms. Susan Laine!
     "Hi, my name is Susan Laine, an author of GLBT erotic romance. Thank you, Rebecca, for having me on your blog. So, I'll get right to the point. My new novel, Hard & Raw, is coming out on August 3. Today. This is a threesome, an MMM, with sweet cowboys, bad boy bikers, and a BDSM newbie. A delicious manwich if there ever was one. Though part of a series, this can be read as a standalone. Check it out, and I hope you enjoy the story!"
Late one snowy night, baker Noah Appleton breaks his delivery van. He calls Hard & Raw Repairs for a tow truck. What comes to find him that night, however, is destiny in the form of two gorgeous men.
Jake Harding is the sweetest, hottest cowboy-mechanic, while his best friend and business partner, Michael Rawlins, is a dangerous and seductive bad-boy biker. They are both tops and Doms, which thrills and scares Noah. They bid him entry into a world of sexual submission he has always wanted to experience but never dared.
Michael and Jake set out to train Noah in the ways of pleasure slavery, be it at a BDSM club, a ranch, or a garage. Along the way the three men grow closer, and sex turns into intimacy. Noah's desire for submission changes into a hope of a shared future under Wyoming winter skies.
Michael slid down Noah’s slender frame, kissing and licking, sucking and biting here and there, finding soft ticklish spots that made the boy squirm, and all the more intimate spots that made him whimper. He had to shove Jake’s thigh from between Noah’s legs, but he was finally in sight of his goal. He hiked Noah’s leg up enough to be able to kiss and nibble on the silky skin of his inner thighs. With suction and teeth he left reddening hickeys behind him.
My marks of ownership.
And there, behind the taint, awaited his prize, the pink little hole, twitching like mad.
Michael dove for it, surrounding the spot with his lips and kissing it. He heard Noah groan, but the suckling sound of kisses never broke so Michael surmised that Jake was keeping the boy’s mouth plenty busy. So Michael had free range to do as he pleased. He licked and swirled his pierced tongue all over, softening the tight muscles there, relaxing Noah and tasting him. The captivating smell and flavor of Noah’s male musk wafted all around him.
Then he jabbed his tongue into constricting heat.
Noah bucked his hips instinctively, groaning. Jake’s big hands pressed the boy right back down. “Keep still, slave.” Michael grinned at Jake’s hoarse tone, deliberate in its warning. Noah shivered upon hearing it, and he wasn’t alone.
Michael continued his ministrations on Noah’s most intimate place, sucking, kissing, biting, and licking as he pleased. Pungent male musk of arousal tickled his nose, and the warmth of Noah’s skin increased to high heat.
He felt Jake shift on the bed, and he lifted his head to find Jake kneeling by Noah’s head and guiding his cock into Noah’s eager mouth. Jake threw his head back, his blond hair mussed and his lips parted, and he groaned in delight. Michael felt those vibrations echo through Noah into his mouth as he worked on Noah’s fluttering hole.
After a while he felt the young man was ready. He straightened up, heard Noah’s low whine, ignored it, and reached for the bowl on the nightstand beside the bed. He grabbed a couple of condoms, tore one open with his teeth, and rolled it on his length. Even the familiar touch of his own hand was pushing him closer to climax, and he had to squeeze the base of his dick hard to stop himself from shooting prematurely. His balls protested to being pulled back from the brink of sweet oblivion, but he ignored his body’s demands for now.
A few calming breaths later, he snagged a tube of lube as well, coated his fingers and his cock, and then began teasing the rim of Noah’s entrance. Noah shuddered, but at least he wasn’t able to speak, not with Jake’s big dick in his mouth.
As Michael’s finger popped through the tight ring of muscles guarding Noah’s inner passage, he was privy to a stimulating view of Jake rocking his hips slightly, holding Noah’s head in his grip, and thrusting into his mouth gently. Jake wasn’t ready to pop. His movements showed he was luxuriating in getting head, but not getting ready to blow.
It was a hot sight, and Michael had to palm his own dick again. He kept up the steady pace with his finger, stretching Noah. His hands fluttered, wanting to take hold. Noah kept sucking on the head of Jake’s cock, the foreskin drawn back to reveal the dark, smooth, plump head. Getting that inside had to fucking hurt, Michael thought, and yet his mouth watered at the mere image.
In heat, Michael added another finger, wet with lube, and began to move deeper, not hard enough to hurt, but with insistence and precision. Noah responded beautifully, pushing back against the invader. When Michael stroked over Noah’s prostate, Noah moaned loudly, the sound so primal and raw it made Michael close his eyes to let the music of sex wash over him.
When he added a third finger, his gaze locked with Jake’s. For all his self-control, Jake looked about ready to lose it. “How you holding up, brother?”
Jake actually growled. “Fucking funny.”
Michael grinned and winked wickedly. He had that sadistic streak sometimes, usually with Jake who he loved needling.
But then Noah was primed and ready to go, and his own self-control began to slip.
Without further ado, Michael repositioned the tip of his cock at Noah’s bud, hooked his arms under Noah’s knees for leverage, and slowly entered into their slave’s willing body. Noah jerked when Michael popped in, and groaned loudly past the dick in his mouth.
That was a sound Michael relished. A happy bottom who couldn’t help the noises he unleashed. At first Michael had planned to go slow and easy, to acclimatize Noah and give him the chance to adjust. But after only a few leisurely thrusts he felt the boy push back, wanting more.
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  1. Thank you kindly for having me as a guest on your blog, Rebecca :)

    All the best,

  2. I am a HUGE fan of Susan Laine's work -- I cannot recommend her enough to readers of the m/m genre. She will not fail to deliver in plot, suspense, and of course, romance. Her sex scenes are incredibly well written, but my favorite is always the romance. She is a writer whose work you will want to read again, and again.....

    1. Thank you so much for your kinds words, Jim :) As ever, you are a dream fan for any writer!

      All the best,