Book Blurb
Joel Moon’s sightseeing days in Club Floggers as an inexperienced pup, come to an abrupt end when he discovers he'd signed two contracts for the same night with rock star Reef Anderson, and the club’s owner Rio Knight; two delicious edge playing Doms.
Excerpt:
Reef Anderson moved to the stage
door of the venue surrounded by a wall of bodyguards. His band’s latest hit
thumped through the auditorium. The Cold Heat fans had expected his rapid exit
from the building and had congregated on the sidewalk. Reef adjusted his balls
to fit better inside his skintight black jeans. He had sex on his mind. The
need to touch damp flesh and inhale the scent of aroused man and leather had
become an obsession. His cock ached to be buried deep inside a squirming sub’s
tight little well blushed ass. He needed to be in Floggers and have a
smorgasbord of fine house subs to choose from but he’d promised Aiden he’d go
to a party and his friend had hired the entire top floor of a hotel. With any
luck, he’d be able to get away in a couple of hours to find some ass. He
turned to wait for Aiden, the bass player, to catch up. He grinned at his
friend. “Are you heading down to Floggers later or will your Doms be anxious
after not getting any action for two weeks.”
Aiden’s full mouth curled in a
smile. “I’m horny so I hope we’ll do both. You’ll be set. I’ve invited Rio and
there are plenty of bedrooms available.”
Reef chuckled. His nights of hot
sex with Rio away from their roles as Doms in Club Floggers was a distraction—
a very nice distraction. He cared for Rio and their torrid sex affair had
surprised many people. Two tough guys getting it on. Hell, he never had to
worry about hurting Rio; the man wanted him hard and heavy. The problem with a
relationship with Rio meant it had to be outside the club. Inside Floggers,
their Dom personas took over. Neither would switch play and both
preferred twinks to dominate. He raised both brows. “I’m hungry for ass and Rio
will do just fine. I do appreciate that you thought about me and invited him.”
He glanced into the crowd.
“That’s what friends are for.”
The blond sub pulled on Reef’s leather vest to get his attention. “Hey, look at
the guy in the yellow shirt by the cop on the barricade, isn’t that the pup we
had dinner with at Floggers? What was his name?”
Reef’s attention slid over the
slim young man with the amazing aquamarine eyes. There had been a buzz between
them on the night but the discovery the boy was a vanilla virgin had dampened
his enthusiasm. Although, the idea of being the man’s first lover had an appeal
he’d left him untouched and found some hot down and dirty action with a house
sub. He smiled at Aiden. “His name is Joel Moon.”
“So, did you get it on with him
after I left the other night?”
“Nah, he’s a sweet boy but I
think he may have fame blindness.” Reef sighed. “He gave me that dreamy look
all through dinner; you know the one. The pup has a crush on my image and that
means eventually he’ll wake up and smell the coffee. To be honest, I didn’t want
to hurt him.” He sighed. “But I wanted him and you should give me points for
not taking him home for the weekend. Man the idea of training a pup has been my
fantasy for years.”
“You’re crazy.” Aiden frowned.
“He likes you but I’m sure he understands the implications of being in
Floggers. Rio gives all the new guys the third degree before he allows them to
join- he sure did with me.” He shrugged. “You like him and yet you’d give him
to another Dom when your reputation in scenes is legendary. Give the pup a
break.”
I’m a fool. The boy is
delicious and if I take it real slow . . . hmm he is certainly worth the
effort. His cock saluted in appreciation of the thought of a night of
ultimate bliss that may well lead to more. Reef laughed and slapped Aiden on
the back. “That’s nice but look at him, he’s a fan and you know very well, I’m
not the guy I portray on stage. But if you think I should do the right thing,
I’ll bring him to the party.” He turned to Jimmy, his bodyguard. “The guy in
the yellow shirt, he’s a friend. Get him in the limo will you?”
“Yes sir.” The bodyguard gave a
curt nod. “I’ll instruct security.”
“Will Conner and Logan be coming
to the party?” Reef rolled his shoulders and shoved at a large man standing in
front of him. Overzealous bodyguards, stinking of body odor had become par for
the course of late. He rolled his eyes at Aiden. “I hope so, because if I
have to spend another minute watching Alec and Raoul climbing over each other
I’m gonna blow a gasket.”
“Conner’s playing a gig tonight
but they’ll drop by later.” Aiden pushed the hair from his face. “I wish I had
at least one of them here, I’m in desperate need of some discipline, not to
mention a night of hard lovin’” He took a step back. “Don’t look at me like I’m
your next meal. You have a pup looking for an owner within reach and Rio
available if Joel doesn’t work out.” He jerked his chin toward the crowd
waiting outside the building.
Reef wet his lips. “I have to
admit having a boy close all the time has its benefits. Raoul drives me insane
too but Alec has a satisfied expression twenty-four-seven. In all the years
I’ve known him, I’ve never seen him this crazy over a sub.”
“It will be our bad luck if he
marries him. The man hates me with a passion and I have no idea why. It’s not as
if I’m trying to catch Alec’s eye—I have my own Doms but that bitch is
convinced the second I’m alone with his man I’m gonna drop my pants.” Aiden
rubbed his chin. “I’m dreading the next tour if he’s coming . . . unless I can
bring my guys but I guess that’s out of the question. Logan always goes on tour
with Connor.”
Reef laid an arm over Aiden’s
shoulder. “The next tour is Rock in the Park, and there’s every chance Hard
Trash will be on the ticket. You should suggest the gig to Connor, I’m
sure he’ll make it happen.” He squeezed his friend’s shoulder. “I’m guessing
both of them are missing you too.” He chuckled. “But next time you ask me to
take nudie shots of you for their enjoyment, I’m refusing. Nash is the guy for
that job. He has a full time man. Me, I’m just dangerous around naked, hard,
subs period.” He sniffed Aiden’s neck. “And you smell good enough to eat.”
Two white limos drew up the curb.
A security guard moved to the barricade took Joel by the arm and led him
away. Reef smiled. In the rush to the car, no one would notice the guard
slipping Joel into the limo. He heard a roar and turned to see Alec with
one arm wrapped around his boy waving to the crowd. Beside him Seth, the
drummer stood with his hands buried in his pockets, his face set in stone. Reef
sighed. Seth needed a man; he was a nice guy but had trust issues. Fuck, the
man hated crowds and the moment the band shot to stardom he’d become withdrawn.
I’ll have to find you a Master one of these days. Someone to give you
what you need.
He smiled. Cold Heat
consisted of subs, Doms, and amazing musicians. They’d never hidden the fact
they were gay but had kept their private lives private. Although, Seth hadn’t
taken the plunge. He was sub material but insisted he’d not found the right man
to Master him.
“Okay the car is in position. Are
you ready to move out?” One of the bodyguards met Reef’s gaze.
“Yeah let’s do it.” The
doors swung open and he stepped out into the cool night air.
Copyright H.C.Brown 2013
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