My latest in the SWAK series is Pony Play and it comes out September 25 at Resplendence and as promised, here is an adult excerpt!
Jack’s life is typical—typical barely-there boyfriend, typical shitty job, typical tiny apartment in the city. But when Jack is dropped off at Wellbrooke Pony Farm in the middle of nowhere, his life goes from typical to interesting in two seconds flat. A handsome groom named Daniel teaches Jack that it’s okay to want more, to be cared for, and that sometimes, a city boy just needs to be stabled.
I feel like a freak, and I’m still going to kill Billy, but…I want to stay right here, in this man’s arms.
Daniel doesn’t seem inclined to let me go. In fact, he drags a bowl toward us and runs his finger through it before offering it to me.
Oh, chocolate mousse.
I open, eager. Yes, please. His finger slips into my mouth. I suck it dry, moaning, the chocolate and cream and male flavors perfect.
He groans, and I realize that he’s getting hard beneath my ass. I get another bite and suck it off, tongue working the fingertip. It earns me another groan, and Daniel pulls me closer, rubbing my ass against his bulge.
This is the second hottest thing I’ve ever done.
“I want to taste it,” murmurs Daniel, leaning in to bring our mouths together.
The kiss is deep, hungry, and I open up, my cock pushing against my zipper.
“I want you, colt.” His voice has become a low growl, and I can’t doubt his words.
And I want him. He’s fascinating. His fingers reach for my right nipple, tugging the rings there as his mouth closes over mine in another kiss. I turn, straddling him, our bellies together.
He stops kissing me long enough to bite out two words. “Clothes. Off.”
“Uh-huh.” I strip off the jeans, but he’s got his clothes on still.
“Both of us, colt.” His eyes drag over me, checking me out, head to toe.
His clothes are fucking complicated, buttons and straps and zippers, and by the time he’s naked, I’m frustrated as fuck.
He laughs softly. “Easy, colt.”
“There’s so much.” And I want back in his arms.
“I need to look right for you.” He’s finally sitting naked and tugs me into his lap again.
I wrap around him, rubbing my renewed erection against his belly.
He reaches out to the table behind me and comes back with a condom. “Put it on me, colt.”
This I’m comfortable with. This I know how to do. I take the rubber, open it, and carefully glove Daniel up, making it good.
“You’ve got a great touch, colt.” His voice has gone deeper, and I can hear how turned on he is. Because of me.
“You’ve got a good cock.”
He looks pleased. “Come and ride, colt.”
I move up, pushing up on tiptoes as our chests slide together.
His hands land on my hips, helping me get into position. He tilts me, rubs his cock against my aching hole.
“Yes…” The stretch feels perfect, like scratching a deep itch.
“God, you’re tight, though. So good, colt.”
“Thank you.” What else do you say to that?
Daniel grins at me, pushes a little more.
I bear down and let him in deep.