12/02/2012

Please Welcome Em Woods, who brings us a hot excerpt from her latest release, Clandestine Classic A Christmas Carol

Hey there Em... welcome back!
*Looks around Lee's place* I haven't been here in a while...I like what you've done with the place. 
I really do appreciate you having me over to chat about A Christmas Carol, my release coming out tomorrow. I can hardly believe that. It seems like such a whirlwind to get it done and have my writing blend in with Dickens's style. But then, Lee, you know that. You've listened to me every step of the way! LOL
*waves at our visitors* How is everyone doing today? Curious about my newest release? Let me tell you, I was so excited to get a chance to fill in dear ol' Ebenezer Scrooge's love life! I mean, people aren't mean like that just for the sake of being foul, right? So I was thrilled to dive into his reasons for being like that, and to give him a happily ever after.
I've redeemed Marley (no soul left behind...lol), and given Scrooge his mate in Alex. I've given you a deeper taste of Scrooge's remorse and a closer look at his attempt to be "normal" in a day and age when being homosexual shunned a man at the least and imprisoned him at its worst.
Are you ready for a small excerpt of A Christmas Carol? Make sure no one is looking over your shoulder... *wink*


Here is an exclusive excerpt just for you:
“Settle, boy. This is not to show who is in control. This is to show how we should have been. What my dreams held. What our life together should have held.”
He was unsure of what that meant, and that did not sit well at all with Scrooge. Soft caresses were well and good, but a hard fucking had better follow quickly. Marley chuckled behind him. A sharp sting of a slap lit Scrooge’s hip with fire. “I can hear your thoughts so clearly, like my own, Eb. You’ll not be left wanting. Not this time.”
Another slap to Ebenezer’s thigh narrowed his attention to his lover, a long-dormant need flaring to life with each blow to his skin, with each whispered vow of love eternal, with each promise of care.
“Your arse always presented well, Eb. Blushing and hot, needy.”
Scrooge clenched his fists in the linens, holding back the moan crawling up his throat. Silence was the rule. Servants, even the best of the lot, could not be trusted with the secrets of the bedchamber. Not that Scrooge employed any other than one cook and one maid, neither of whom would be working that day.
“Oil?”
“In the drawer.” Scrooge’s voice was not his own, surely. He had never heard it sound so hoarse.
The scrape of wood was harsh to Scrooge’s ears, then cold oil slid down the crack of his arse, followed by impatient fingers working around, in, around, until Ebenezer’s hole eased for the touch. “Are you ready, Eb?”
Another turn of events, this question, but Marley had promised care, and care he was giving, driving Scrooge out of his mind with the impossibility of it. Fingers disappeared, replaced promptly with the spongy tip of Marley’s cock, pushing slowly into Scrooge’s arse. So full, near bursting with the fullness of it, Scrooge moaned and sank back on his haunches, lodging the thick erection deeper inside him. His skin burned where Marley’s fingers dug into his hips, holding him steady as he began to thrust, sweat rapidly slicking his body.
The slap of Marley’s thighs against Scrooge’s arse rang loud through the bedchamber, their laboured breathing combining to create a harmony that fuelled Scrooge’s lust. He struggled under Marley’s hold, revelling in the tightening of his grip, the feel of bruises rising.
Marley’s hips snapped faster, pummelling Scrooge with fierce thrusts, then, as Scrooge cried out with his release, fearless of who might hear, Marley pulled him roughly onto his cock, pulses of seed filling Scrooge’s passage. Marley collapsed atop Scrooge, then eased from inside before rolling to lay on the mattress beside him.
Scrooge remained with his hands clenched in the bed sheets, drawing deep breath after deep breath, trying to regain his composure as his body floated on soft wings back to reality. “Do we have the night?”
“Only a few moments more.” Marley braced one hand under his head, looking at Scrooge. “I loved you, Eb.”

Blurb:

Love at first sight is a beautiful thing, but sometimes, true love waits a lifetime to shine...and then needs a little help from the Three Ghosts of Christmas.

As a young man, Ebenezer Scrooge felt the sharp pain of loss and resolved to protect his heart from all others, taking solace in his gold and silver. Years of discarding his own emotions, and those of anyone around him, has turned Scrooge cold.

When deceased lover and partner Jacob Marley pays miserly Scrooge a late night visit, pride and disbelief buoy Scrooge's courage. As the fabled Ghosts of Christmas Past, Present, and Yet-to-Come arrive to show Scrooge the error of his ways, they also give him brief glimpses of a love so strong it has stood the test of time.

In an inspiring tale of change, a deep-seated need flares to life, leaving Scrooge without a doubt that love and family are what really matter at Christmas

Link to buy:
This book will be available December 3rd, 2012 at http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?strParents=&CAT_ID=&P_ID=1940

You can visit Em Woods at the following links:
http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/4347554.Em_Woods
http://authoremwoods.com/
https://www.facebook.com/emwoodsauthor

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