In less than a week it’ll be Halloween. In keeping with the season, Noble Romance Publishing has released my new short novel, Trick and Treat. Here’s the blurb:
During the course of my visit, Roland had moved closer to me on the sofa until, eventually, our knees and hips and shoulders touched. It felt kind of weird, but I didn’t say anything or try to move away from him. Then, while I told him about my life in Orlando and how I missed my friends there, he fingered my ear, flicking the lobe back and forth and rubbing it between his thumb and index finger. I mean, I wasn’t stupid. I figured Roland was probably gay and guessed he was flirting with me. Or maybe European guys are just more affectionate with one another?
Roland resolved any doubts when his hand came to rest on my thigh. He squeezed me there and my belly fluttered. “You’re a handsome young man, Eric. I like you.”
I couldn’t look at him. I was nervous and stared into my lap while my cheeks burned. “Look, you’re a nice guy and all, but . . . .”
I looked at Roland, into his dark eyes that were almost hypnotic. “I’m not . . . gay. Understand?”
Roland’s lips parted into a smile. His upper canine teeth seemed abnormally long—more like a dog’s than a human’s—and I thought, yuck. Find an orthodontist, why don’t you?
But here’s the weird thing. The more I stared into Roland’s eyes, the more at ease I felt about him touching me. A syrupy warmth stole through my limbs. I leaned backward until my neck came in contact with the sofa. I stared at the ceiling, feeling like I was in a trance. Alcohol didn’t normally affect me this way. What is going on? Should I be worried?
Roland’s hand traveled up my thigh. He squeezed my crotch and my dick stirred in my trousers. He put his tongue in my ear and twirled it around, and it felt pretty good. He nibbled my ear lobe and it felt even better.
“Comfortable?” Roland whispered.
I nodded, feeling like I’d been drugged.
“Eric, may I kiss you?”
My pulse galloped. Me? Kiss this guy? I started to say no, but then I looked into Roland’s eyes. Screw it, let him kiss you. I nodded and said, “Okay.”
Roland’s mouth met mine. Our lips parted; his tongue rubbed against my tongue and it felt kind of nice. The only sound in the room was our lips smacking.
After a minute or so, Roland’s mouth left mine, and he brought his lips to my ear. “May I give you a love bite?” he whispered.
“Americans call these things ‘hickeys’, I believe.”
“Oh,” I said. “Where would you bite me?”
He tapped one side of my neck, a few inches below my ear.
Oh, hell, I thought, let him. Who’ll know?
“Sure, you can do that.”
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If you feel like getting in the Halloween spirit, give Trick and Treat a read. I think you’ll find it’s both fun and sexy and a little bit creepy. Right now you can only buy the book through the Noble Romance website:
Enjoy your Monday, everyone.