Hello
and welcome visitors of Michelle’s blog. My name is Sage Marlowe, I’m a
multi-published author of MM erotic romance and delighted to be here today.
Michelle’s
Sinful Sundays are a new feature and I’m thrilled to be one of the first
guests. Being the first, or one of the firsts, has its merits as there’s not
much comparison, but it’s also hard because the range of possibilities is
wider. Anyway, the theme is sin. Sigh. I meant to write something thoughtful,
witty and funny on the topic but, when I started my research, I realised it
would have to be all about the religious background because, let's face it, sin
is a religious concept. Unfortunately getting Sage started on any topic that
involves religion and especially on what is considered bad or wrong in the
biblical sense is never a good thing, so
instead of risking to scare you off with a glorious rant, I'd rather entertain
you with the good aspects of sin.
"What, there are good aspects to
sin?" I hear you ask. Well, yes. The aspects where the sinning consists of
doing something that is enjoyable and not hurtful to anyone, but which is commonly
considered naughty or bad, like, for instance, stealing. Sex without the
purpose of reproduction. Sex before marriage. Homosexuality. Yep, all considered
sins, but fortunately at least a part of our society has moved beyond that.
All
those elements are included in my new series, Romeo & Julian about an FBI agent and the cat burglar he’s
chasing, so I hope that the following saucy excerpt from A Thief on Christmas Eve (Romeo
& Julian 1) won’t evoke negative feelings. It might make you feel
sinfully naughty, but hey, that’s good, isn’t it?
Want to find Sage? Check it out!
Twitter: @SageMarlowe
For all books published with Total-E-Bound, go to: http://www.total-e-bound.com/authordetail.asp?A_ID=224
A Thief on Christmas Eve (Romeo & Julian 1) by Sage Marlowe
MM erotic romance / action /
suspense
Blurb:
When it comes to slick art thief Romeo, FBI agent
Julian Harris has to realize that sometimes, to catch a thief is just the
beginning.
When FBI special agent
Julian Harris finally corners art thief and cat-burglar Romeo he's planning to
put the man first in handcuffs and then behind bars. Instead, he finds himself
first trapped in a house in the mountains by a blizzard and then captivated by
Romeo's irresistible charm. One thing leads to another and after a night spent
together, Julian wakes up alone with his pride bruised and his heart stolen.
Almost a year later, a twist
of fate brings them back together and their mutual attraction sparks up again
instantly but events take on a dynamic that could have at least one of them
wind up dead. Blackmailed into a precarious break-in, Romeo has to choose
between Julian's life and his own safety while all the time, there are two
questions on Julian's mind: Who is this slick and sexy thief really and where
does his true loyalty lie?
Adult excerpt (R)
Julian couldn’t remember
ever having felt so nervous walking into a bedroom as he did just now,
following Romeo. It wasn’t just anticipation and the sizzle of arousal he
experienced at watching Romeo in motion, at seeing the shapely, firm buttocks
in front of him shift and flex underneath their cover of tight-fitted slacks.
It was far more than an illicit indulgence.
He stood to lose a lot by
this. His career and reputation, potentially. He was well aware of that, and
yet he couldn’t seem to make himself stop. The chances of getting caught were
practically non-existent and yet—Who was he kidding? In those magically charged
minutes leading up to their big moment of intimacy, Julian would’ve risked
everything to be with Romeo. He was lost, powerless in the face of the
temptation Romeo presented to him, and he couldn’t seem to resist the whirlwind
of emotions the man stirred inside him anymore than the snow outside could
resist the fierce storm that whipped it around.
Romeo had stopped in front
of him. Between him and the bed. Julian swallowed, nervous. Maybe Romeo was a
little nervous, too, because he hesitated for a few seconds before turning
around. He was just an inch or two shorter than Julian, and had to tilt his
head up slightly to be able to look him in the eyes. It was almost too dark to
be able to read their expression, but Julian could have sworn that the emotions
in them were genuine. Arousal, excitement, anticipation. The same emotions that
were leaving him with a flurry feeling in his belly. But there was something
else, too. Something he never would have expected to see in the eyes of this
cool, slick criminal. Awe. Fear. Romeo’s bottom lip trembled. Could it be that
in this moment, he was as insecure as Julian was?
Strangely, Romeo’s sudden
reluctance and vulnerability made Julian only more determined to have him.
Romeo was stripped of his haughty superiority for once and he surrendered on a
purely emotional level. Leaning in, Julian kissed him, and just like that, the
spell was broken.
Romeo responded to the kiss
with the unconcealed hunger of a starving man. They caressed, licked, teased,
sliding their tongues together as they reacquainted themselves with all the
shapes and peculiarities they had only just gotten to know a few minutes
earlier. It was impossible to tell who had taken the next step, but suddenly,
they were on the bed. Julian would have liked to keep up the pretence Romeo had
built with his words but he forced himself to pick up the handcuff that was
dangling loosely from Romeo’s arm. Its twin was still locked around Romeo’s
wrist and for a few agonizing heartbeats, Julian feared that Romeo would fight
him. But Romeo just glanced up at him with a tender expression in his eyes and
raised his arm above his head.
A faint smile curled his
lips when he said, “Not that I mind a little bondage, but you might want to
take off my sweater first.”
“Oh. Right.”
Julian reached down and,
sliding his hands underneath the black cashmere, he pushed it up over Romeo’s
belly, shoulders and head. There was a second layer of thermal underwear to
remove, then Julian was staring at one of the best-shaped, smoothest-skinned
male stomachs he had ever seen. Unable to resist, he lowered his head and
licked a long line upward from just above Romeo’s waist across his muscular
chest and his neck, over his chin and all the way to his mouth. They kissed
again, and the air around them was sizzling with pent-up arousal, but Julian
managed to cling on to his self-control and reached for the handcuff again.
This time he didn’t falter.
He clicked it shut around the sturdy metal rail on the bed’s headboard,
distractedly taking in the fortunate coincidence that the bed had a sturdy
metal rail on its headboard, then he pulled his hand back and cupped Romeo’s
cheek with it.
“Tell me what you like,” he
whispered and gently took the tip of Romeo’s chin between his teeth.
“Just…oh, fuck me,” Romeo
gasped. His voice had gone tight and he was staring up at Julian from
underneath half-closed eyelids. Tilting his hips, he rubbed the hard bump at
his groin against Julian’s thigh in the unmistakable search for friction. He
seemed desperate, and Julian was only too happy to help ease his pressure.
He shifted down on the bed
and undid Romeo’s fly, brushing a quick kiss on the tip of the swollen cock
that sprang free, then he pulled the slacks over Romeo’s narrow hips and down
his long, lean-muscled legs.
Romeo was breathtaking. He
had the slender, graceful build of a ballet dancer and the need to have him, to
explore every inch of this wonderful body, became overwhelming. Trailing his
hand up one leg, Julian followed the curve of muscle to between Romeo’s thighs,
then nudged them apart. He let his fingers wander higher, to that tempting,
warm cleft but resisted the urge to dip into it. He’d do that later. First, he
wanted to give Romeo’s eager cock some attention.
Leaning down, he kissed the
tip once more. A drop of pre-cum moistened his lips and he gathered it with his
tongue, savoring his lover’s unique, salty flavor. He drew a teasing circle
around the slit then opened his mouth a little further, pursed his lips and
brushed their moist inside to that highly sensitive patch of skin. Romeo let
out a long groan as Julian started to suckle his dick gently. He tried to push
up, but Julian stopped him with a hand to his stomach. Romeo let out another
groan, more frustrated this time, but he obeyed and passively let Julian
explore all the ways he could make him gasp, whimper and moan.
About
the author
Sage
is a multi-published author of gay erotic romance and loves taking romance to
the edge. The edge of passion, the edge of pleasure, the edge of propriety.
Hopelessly
in love with books from a very early age on, Sage has dreamt of writing one for
years while working on the day job instead. It took a very persistent character
in the company of a much-adored Muse to finally get the first novel going. The
fact that this gorgeous guy was gay came as a bit of a surprise, but it
explained a lot.
Ever
since, Sage has been the willing slave to all the fascinating guys who just
keep queuing up and want their stories told. This has resulted in several published
books and countless manuscripts at various stages of completion, so there's
always something to work on—preferably at night when the rest of the house is
asleep.
Sage's
characters often have a dramatic and sometimes traumatic past and need to
battle some demons to be with the one they love. But don’t worry, they get
quite a lot of naughty action along the way to keep them happy and there will
always be a happy end!
Thanks for being on my blog today, Sage! I agree that it's a shame more people can't move beyond their prudish ideas of what is "sinful". But I have, so I'm just going to enjoy! Love you!
ReplyDeleteThanks for having me, Michelle! There's a saying over here where I live, it goes something like "once your reputation is ruined, you're free to enjoy yourself" - I agree ;) love ya, too!
Delete