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Sunday, August 9, 2015

Hello lovelies! Today, Naughty Passions brings you sexy cowboys and an excerpt from "Buttermilk Ranch"... the story I've been working on all this month. I hope you enjoy cowboys as much as I do! Yee Haw!!!

Sexy country boy!

A sexy excerpt from "Buttermilk Ranch" MM Cowboy story... coming Aug. 29th and available on Pre-sale at Amazon now. Click the book link on the left side of the page.

Pace climbed into the truck and Dell shut the door to the cab. He watched through the windshield as the cowboy jogged around the front of the truck to the driver’s side door. He unlocked it and dove inside, covered with water and looking over at Pace with a smile. His white teeth glimmered in the darkness of the cab as water ran off the brim of his hat. Dell reached up and snatched the hat off his head, threw it in the back seat, and then scooted close to Pace. In seconds he’d pulled Pace into his arms and lowered his head, taking his mouth again. Pace was downright horny now. He put his hand on Dell’s wet T-shirt, feeling the divide between his defined pectoral muscles and felt his cock throbbing again. He could smell arousal in the car but he just relaxed his neck and his head lolled back on the seat as Dell continued to ply him with kisses. His tongue demanded more from Pace and Pace returned its thrust with his own. They kissed for several seconds before Dell suddenly pulled his mouth away from his. There was fire in his eyes and he’d never looked so sexy to Pace before that moment.

“Straddle me, baby,” Dell growled. His voice was low and filled with lust as he grabbed onto Pace’s waist, hoisting him over his lap in a straddle. Pace groaned, happy just to be along for the ride. He wound his arms around Dell’s neck as he knelt on either side of Dell’s powerful thighs. He watched as Dell’s gaze dropped to his mouth again. In seconds the huge cowboy was kissing him and this time, there was no doubt in Pace’s mind about what Dell had in mind. His kisses were demanding, claiming, and sexy as hell as his tongue warred with his own, stealing Pace’s breath away from him. The longer they kissed, the more Dell moaned. He’s gonna be a screamer in bed. How fucking sexy is that?

Dell’s hands ran up and down Pace’s back as he held him close, kissing the very life out of him. Knowing that Dell was very inexperienced made the whole encounter even more exciting. If he was this pent up, imagine what a fireball he was going to be when Pace finally got to take this cowboy for a spin… hell, he’d probably be riding Pace the way he rode that horse of his… hard. Oh my God, I’m going to come if he keeps at it. As much as it hurt to do so, Pace pulled back and broke the kiss, staring hard at Dell in the dark cab of the truck. Rain poured down the windows, hitting the roof and thunder clapped closer now. When a flash of lightening lit up the cab, Pace knew they needed to take this party somewhere else. Getting home in this was going to be bad enough but Austin was not built for flooding and the weatherman had predicted flash floods.

“We gotta go, lover. It’s gonna start flooding if it hasn’t already,” Pace said. Dell’s lips were swollen from his kisses and he imagined his must look the same.

“Fuck, you’re right, Pace. But I haven’t had enough of ya,” the cowboy drawled. Again, Pace noticed the graveled way his voice sounded with his passion.

“Then let’s not quit, cowboy. I want you hot and naked in my bed, Dell. I’ve wanted it since the moment I met you. Get us home,” Pace said. 

Just plain sexy!!!

This is what I'd like to see under them torn jeans....

Someone wears them shorts right. Yee Haw!

How Do You Do?

Monday, June 22, 2015

Welcome our BDSM boys to the blog today... and a couple of sexy excerpts from "Silver Linings" & "Worth"...

He looks like he's ready to go deep!

A XXX excerpt from "Worth"...

Worth was still holding his Dom’s cock and Michael was still large and throbbing in his hands. He began to stroke him up and down as he stared into the Dom’s eyes which were filled with lust.

“That’s right, Master. God, you feel so amazing in my hand. I want to feel you come by my hand, Master.” His words seemed to move Michael because he started to thrust into his hand as he bit his lower lip.

“You would do that for me, wouldn’t you, Worth? You would just give me pleasure because it would make me happy?” Michael’s breath came in pants and he groaned as Worth stroked him harder.

“Let me make you come, Master,” Worth whispered.

“Michael,” the Dom groaned, “Call me, Michael.”

Worth stared into Michael’s eyes and read the desire he was feeling. He stroked him harder, feeling Michael’s hot breath as his mouth dropped open. “Let me make you come, Michael,” he whispered.

“Ah… I’m so close, Worth,” he moaned.

“Come on, Michael.” Worth redoubled his efforts, jacking him hard and fast as Michael’s cock swelled in his hand.

“Coming, Worth!” Michael cried. Worth stroked him hard, looking down between them as spunk shot out of Michael’s dick and sprayed onto his belly in thick streamers. Michael groaned as Worth grinned, unable to stop the smile that spread across his face as he stroked him hard, milking the Dom’s orgasm from him as he shuddered over him. It took nearly a minute for him to wring the last of Michael’s climax from him but it felt so amazing to be able to do something that made his master happy. As Michael rolled off of him and flopped onto his back, Worth let go of his dripping cock. He looked down at his belly and chest. It was covered in white rivulets, puddling in places and Worth couldn’t remember feeling so amazing with come all over his skin in his whole life. Always before he’d felt as if the result of his Master’s climax was a punishment that he’d been forced to wear, sometimes until it dried in a crusty mess. Having Michael’s hot come on his body felt heavenly to Worth.

Someone likes to dress up!

It's almost Leather Week in London!

From "Silver Linings"...

“How do you want me to take you, Cassidy?” Zack asked between bites.

Cassidy looked over at his Dom, just a little surprised. “You’re asking me?”

Zack smiled at him and he could see the lust glittering in the dark orbs. “Yes. Sometimes… but don’t make a big deal out of it, Cass. It won’t be happening every time.”

Cassidy had somehow expected that answer and the growl in Zack’s voice was such a turn-on, he felt his cock begin to swell as he stared at him. Jesus, I’m the luckiest bastard on the planet. Cassidy knew how damned lucky he was to have found a man whom he could call soul mate. So few people ever did but he knew he had… every single goddamned time he looked at him.

“If that’s the case, Zack. I want my Dom in our bed tonight. I want you hot, hard, demanding… I want you to hold me down. I… I… may fight you, Sir...”

“You want me to work out your aggression?” Zack’s face was very serious.

Cassidy could see the Dominant rise to the surface in two point two seconds. He knew Zack loved seeing him capitulate to his demands and even more importantly, he loved doing just that.

“Yeah. The way I feel right now, Zack…”

“You want to hurt someone, don’t you?” Zack asked, though it wasn’t really a question. He’d nailed it.


Zack pushed his empty plate back and stood up, holding out his hand. “Come, boy. Let your Dom take care of that.”

Now, Master?

I'm ready for you, boy!

Push that boy into the bed, Master!

That's Some cock ring!

Wednesday, May 13, 2015

Sexy bears on today's Naughty Passions!

Oh, please write me a ticket, officer bear!

Bears going bare are my favorite cross to bear!

Ohhh. A really fuzzy bear!

The perfect bear at work!

The perfect bear... from "Grit" Master's Boys, Book 4

The door opened and Jimmy McNamara walked in. Jimmy was as tall as a tree, towering over Zack’s height by several inches. Zack was well over six feet himself. Jimmy’s Scottish roots showed through in his height, his barrel chest and his bright blue eyes. His hair was buzzed into a short brown flat top but he had a full beard and a hairy chest, back and arms, a true fuzzy bear in every sense of the word. Tasteful tribal tattoos circled both biceps, just peeking out from under his tight tee shirt which covered his thickly muscled midsection like a second skin. Jimmy wasn’t fat by any means but he was a very meaty man. He wore tight black leather pants and thick silver rings in both ears. He looked like he walked right off the boulevard at the Folsom Street Fair, a massive leather and fetish fair held every year in San Francisco at the end of September. Zack liked his ready smile and his jovial personality more than anything. He walked right up to Zack’s desk, that charming grin plastered on his face, and reached out his hand, dwarfing Zack’s large hand in his bigger mitt. Zack detected the light fragrance of the Cuban cigars the bear liked to smoke on his time off. It was somehow attractive, unlike the cigarette smoke a past receptionist had clinging to her all the time.

Gorgeous Alex O'Loughlin is one sexy Hawaii Five-O bear!

Gingers are sooo pretty!

I'd be stroking that too!

Saturday, April 25, 2015

Today, I am dedicating the blog to our gorgeous Native American Heroes and long haired hotties of "Undercover Nights" on audio book...

A very intense excerpt from "Undercover Nights"... now available on audible.com... audio book!

The bloody belt fell to the ground next to the teen's head. He cringed, knowing that he was not to move. He tried to remain utterly still and not antagonize the monster unduly. The second half of the cold, clouded night would just go that much harder if he moved. Dusty boots straddled his thin curled form on either side of his hips as his hair was yanked hard forcing his head back. He would have been able to look into the man's eyes but he knew he was not allowed to open his.

"You did well this time," the man praised.

The boy could taste his own blood as it ran from his ravaged lips into his mouth. Hair stuck to the boy's face, and the tears made it tickle. He didn't dare wipe his face. Any kind of unsolicited movement would mean more beatings, and he couldn't risk it.

One day the beatings would kill him, and how he prayed for that day. Of course he didn't know to whom he prayed anymore. The spirits had left this rez a long time ago, along with his mother, the only person who'd ever protected him. He'd been alone with the monster for more than four years now. The man wasn't even his real uncle, just some man who'd lived with his mother until she succumbed to his beatings one night. Of course, nothing could ever be proven and the tribe had turned their back on the boy and left him with the animal. No one else on the rez had room at the table for a young teen. They lived on a poor reservation, not like those out in California where gambling had made everyone rich. The people here barely got by as it was, and another mouth to feed would have been impossible for any of them. He was almost sixteen, but without adequate nutrition, his body was thin and childlike.

With his eyes closed, he heard the man fumble with his pants; the sound of the zipper scraping down was like needles in his ears. He whimpered, his mind screaming out to the Holy People who never answered. How much longer until you give me peace? Take away my breath and lay my body in the earth. It was time that he stepped out of the circle. He was done. He blanked his mind as he had a hundred times before. He wouldn't let this man get to him. It was enough. The boy knew he was too weak from the beating to resist the man this time, but this would be the last, the very last. The monster would die the next time he tried to touch the boy; either the monster or him.

Saturday, March 28, 2015

Hot scenes from "Silver Ties" this week on Naughty Passions...

Let me chain you!

From "Silver Ties" audio...

"Hello, Mr. Detective. Mr. Teak asked me to bring this to you," she said, holding out another cup of coffee. Cassidy took it from her.

"Thank you very much," he said. He could tell that the empty-headed girl wanted to stay and flirt, as she blinked her eyelashes at him.

"Please let me know if there's anything else I can do for you, Mr. Detective," she said, tossing another flirtatious smile his way before making a great show out of turning gracefully on the tall heels and swinging her little bubble butt as she waltzed out the door. Cassidy snorted as the conference room door closed and he turned back to where the folder lay on the table. As he walked back, he noticed the monitor where Teak had been working. At the top of the screen, there was the wording "live feed" and what Cassidy saw made him stop and stare. On the screen was a room with a naked man tied to a large cross. He was cuffed at the wrists and at the ankles and stood straight, leaning back against the cross. His neck was circled with a thick bicycle type chain which had a large padlock on it, hanging between his pecs. The man was not particularly old or good looking, but judging by his erection, he was extremely turned on by being bound to the large leather contraption.

A tall man dressed in assless leather chaps and a leather thong, covering an impressive bulge, circled him. The man was masked and wore thigh high black boots. He repeatedly slapped a cat-o-nine tails against the right boot as he circled. From his build and the impressive body, Cassidy was certain that he had to be Zachary Teak. He'd watched his lips enough to be able to identify them by now. Fascinated, he watched as Teak leaned in close and spoke into the sub's ear. The sub nodded and the Dom stepped back, raising his arm and letting the cat fall on the man's stomach. The sub immediately began to whimper and beg, but the Dom was relentless, lifting the cat and hitting him over and over, all over the front of his thighs and his stomach and chest. Soon the man's skin began to turn pink and Cassidy could see that he had tears running down his face though he never lost his erection.

Cassidy was shocked when the Dom stopped what he was doing and leaned close to the man, touching the side of his cheek with his palm and caressing the sub, seeming to sooth him. To Cassidy, it looked almost gentle, so different than the way the Dom had treated him only moments before. The sub seemed to calm at the Dom's touch, and he offered the larger man a smile as he canted his head and closed his eyes, leaning into the caress. Teak didn't let the touch go on for very long, though. He dropped his hand and stepped back, but not before leaning in and speaking again into the man's ear. The man smiled and nodded eagerly. Cassidy was stunned when Teak raised the cat-o-nine-tails and let the first blow fall over the man's cock. The man cried out in obvious pain and Cassidy winced, for the first time, feeling his own hard cock bob within the tight confines of his suit pants. It was the most frightening and exciting thing that Cassidy had ever seen. Cassidy reached down and fingered his large erection, repositioning it so that he was more comfortable. The urge to stroke himself off was strong.

Posing him!

Holding him down!

Punish him!

Electro Play!