Friday, January 29, 2016

Men for Hire Release Day!!

Morning friends! I'm getting a late start here. My son is home sick today. I'm also enjoying my release day. Men for Hire Anthology 2 is out! You can find my short story Subcontractor in there!

Happy Reading!

~Tatum


Luminosity Publishing

Amazon

Excerpt

It was easy for Owen to see that Peter’s heart was hammering hard. His breath came in and out in short hard stutters. It was as though he had run a very long race and was finally coming to the finish line.

“You don’t want to do this with me.”

“What exactly are you afraid of?”

“I think you know exactly what I’m frightened of. You know that this isn’t a good idea.”

Owen pressed his palm against the wall next to Peter’s head. He looked him directly in the eyes, seeing the hazel blue of his dance with fear. “I’m a man who likes to make mistakes. I think you’re a mistake worth making.”

“Not going to happen.”

“Yes it is. Because I’m a Dom, and I’m going to make you my submissive.”

Laughter dance through Peter’s eyes but it quickly dissipated. “We are not doing this.”

“We can dance around this all you want, but it’s going to happen eventually. I know you want me.”

Peter closed his eyes as Owen lifted his hand to brush the back of his fingers across his jaw. A shiver raced through his body, and he moaned slightly. It was as though his mind was finally catching up with his body and he was going to accept what was about to happen. With his palm open, Owen smoothed the front of his hand down over Peter’s neck. He tightened his hold ever so gently, showing Peter he was in charge. Peter’s eyes flew open and locked with his. A gasp of surprise parted his lips. He wet them with his tongue nervously. There was something really sexy about the way the man licked his lips. There was something innocent about the move, too. Peter was sexy as hell and didn’t know the type of effect he was having on Owen.

Owen leaned in close, pressing his lips against Peter’s ear. “You have no idea what you’re doing to me.”

“That sounds like a threat.”

“That’s a promise.”


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