By Nikka Michaels
Genre: Erotic Romance, M/M, BDSM
Length: Short Story
Release Date: February 15, 2014
Publisher: Cobblestone Press
“Cobblestone Press’s Blue line is all about graphic erotica. This short story is exactly as promised, due to its length perfect for a work commute or a lunch hour quick read or a kinky bedtime story. A short story doesn’t make for deep characters but Seth and Carson are compelling nonetheless.” ~Long And Short Reviews
What is the Blue line?
The Blue short story line is erotica. For us, erotica is about the fulfillment of a sexual fantasy. These stories are sexy, very graphic, and are by no means a “traditional romance”.
When Dr. Seth Coleman catches the gaze of handsome conference speaker, Carson Randall, he’s intrigued. After the speech, Carson introduces himself and hands him his business card then leaves. Seth discovers the card holds more than Carson Randall’s information; on it Carson has written his room number.
For as long as Seth can remember, he has focused his attention on being a doctor. But now he has the chance to focus on his own needs. Will Seth take the safe route and socialize with his co-workers at the conference or will he accept the handsome speaker’s invitation?
My sharp knock on the hotel door went unanswered, and indecision began to creep in.
My thoughts cut off sharply as the door’s lock clicked. When the hotel door opened, Carson stood in the doorway, his jacket discarded and white dress shirt rolled up his forearms.
“Find what you’re looking for?”
I simply nodded and stepped inside. The door closed behind me with a soft click as I looked around his hotel room. Bigger than mine, it had a single king-sized bed, the blankets pulled back. Tossed across the bed was his jacket and tie.
Within the next breath, I felt my cheek pressed against the cool metal of the door as he pinned my arms behind my back. His breath against my neck sent a shiver through me.
“Is this what you want?”
I wanted him to use me. Consume me. Fuck me. Ruin me.
His hands tightened on my arms, the faint suggestion of pain making my half-hard cock spring to attention.
“I said is this what you want?”
“Yes.” My voice was embarrassingly breathless, and he’d only just touched me.
His lips against my neck made me shudder when he nipped me with his teeth.
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