A Gorgeous Set of
Eyes
Hi Lee! Thanks for having me as a guest on your lovely blog
today. But what better place to be during this month of romance than here? Don’t
you all agree? When you’re done with my post, be sure to take a few minutes to
look around. Lot’s of yummies to be found
here.
Now grab a coffee and sit down. I have the most delicious
story to tell you! Oh, and there’s a give-away. I’ll get to that later.
I was at work messing with the flowers, as usual—minding my
own business, I might add!—when they walked in, the most gorgeous set of eyes
I’ve ever seen. I’d never thought it was a true expression before, but my jaw
actually dropped. I think I grinned like an idiot, too, but I don’t think
anyone saw me.
See, I’m all flustered again! Let me start at the beginning.
I’m the floral designer for a novelty garden and gift shop. I’d just finished
an arrangement for a customer and was cleaning up my mess when this sexy six
foot gorgeous hunk of a blond walks up to my counter. I blink, dazzled, when he
flashes me a thousand watt smile, you know the kind that makes you forget who
you are for a second?
He explained that he and his partner were looking for a gift
for a friend. Partner? I didn’t see… But then I did and lost track of mister blond-god
for a minute. His boyfriend wasn’t much taller than my 5’ 8”, but his blue
jeans hugged him, oh so nicely! And the dark grey sweater molded lean muscles
and a smooth stomach.
I groaned in silent frustration. The silky black hair that
swept his shoulders also hid his eyes. I have a thing for eyes. His glance at
me was too quick to see their color, and I had to be content with watching his
lips as he handed blondie a cup of tea from the tea bar. They spoke softly
while I contemplated the contrast of white skin softly blushed from the cold
outside and full, pouty pink lips you want to kiss just to see if they’re as
soft and sweet as they look.
They came to a decision and ordered the flowers they liked,
then wandered the store for a gift while I put their selection of tropicals
together in a vase. I couldn’t help but watch them. They were adorable! I don’t
want to say the sexy blond hovered over his man, but they were never more than
six steps apart. It was more like the dark beauty was the most precious thing
in his life. He’d bring over things for his lover to look at. Touch his
shoulder and reach something off a high shelf for him. Ah me, true love is
beautiful to see, isn’t it?
When they came to collect their flowers, the dark haired
dream finally looked at me. God…damn!
His eyes were a clear sapphire blue, intense, amazing eyes that flashed across
the room and nailed me to the floor. Wild fancies filled my head. What would
those eyes be like blazing with passion; or soft and sated, dark hair spilled
on the pillowcase… I tell you true, if I were twenty years younger and a man I
would have given blondie a run for his money! I no longer blamed him for
hovering. If those eyes affected me like that, what must they do to anyone who
stood a chance at him? Wow.
I told you I had a thing for eyes! And that’s my segue into
the reason for my post. In my m/m erotic romances, Nevil has just such a pair
of gorgeous eyes and
Shelton
finds them just as irresistible. And what better way to spend this special
month than curled up with your lover reading a sweet romance?
To help you do that, I’m giving away a PDF copy of any book
in my ‘Shelton’
series to a commenter who tells me who, in their life, has the most beautiful
eyes they’ve ever seen. I don’t need names! Just describe them to me.
Thanks so much for stopping by! Feel free to contact me any
time.
Dianne Hartsock
Shelton in Love
Shelton is falling hard for his best friend and
roommate, finding Nevil’s dark good looks and moments of gentleness almost
impossible to resist. But Nevil is more interested in affairs of the body than
the heart. As Shelton’s
desire for the man grows, he wonders if he can change Nevil’s mind. But does he
even want to? Nevil might not stay, once he learns Shelton’s secret, and then
his loneliness would be complete.
Shelton’s Promise
Shelton has a gift he’s eager to
give to Nevil. At a party, Nevil flirts with one man after another, keeping Shelton on his toes. Then
Percy, an ex, shows up to complicate things. Despite his best efforts, Shelton can’t find the
right moment to give Nevil his gift. Will Nevil ever let Shelton
get close to him, or will Shelton
have to keep the gift in his pocket all evening?
Shelton’s Choice
After a year of bliss with Nevil, Shelton is offered the promotion he's been
working toward at the bank. Unfortunately the new position is in another state,
and Nevil doesn't want to move. As tension mounts between them, Shelton is given another
challenge in the form of a besotted coworker. Torn between the pressures at
work and at home, Shelton
has to choose his future. That is, until Nevil takes the decision out of his
hands.
Excerpt from Shelton’s Choice:
"What's that?" he asked
sharply when a soft burr filled the room. He bit his lip. He knew that sound.
He'd been mesmerized the times he'd watched Nevil use one. He'd even
participated a time or two, holding Nevil's shuddering body in his arms as
Nevil came with a shout of abandoned pleasure.
He'd been hesitant to try it
himself, though. He sighed, embarrassed by his timidity. Nevil caressed his hot
face and leaned close for a sweet kiss.
"You're such a delight to make
love to," Nevil murmured as if reading his thoughts. "Trust me.
This'll blow your mind."
Shelton drew in a lungful of air and let it
out slowly, relaxing his muscles. He heard a click, and the humming of
the vibrator stopped. Nevil's quick breathing filled the room, and Shelton smiled at the
sound of his excitement.
"Now where did I put the
lube...? Oh, yes."
Nevil moved on the bed, and Shelton heard him fumble
with the nightstand. The mattress sagged again, and Shelton held his breath as Nevil blew cool
air over his penis, hard and ready for their games.
"God, Nevil," he groaned
as Nevil continued to tease him, flicking his tongue along his aching shaft. He
cried out in surprise when Nevil licked the tip. Slippery fingers pushed
against his hole and slid inside him. Shelton
squirmed blissfully as Nevil stroked the sensitive tissue.
The fingers withdrew, and Shelton caught his bottom
lip with his teeth as he felt a strange pressure against his hole—not
unpleasant, just different. Nevil must have used plenty of lubricant, because
there was little resistance as he carefully inserted the head. A tingle spread
through him as Nevil pushed the vibrator in deeper, creating little ripples of
pleasure.
Nevil slid the device in and out
several times, then rotated it. God! "Nevil! I can't..."
"I think we found the
spot," Nevil murmured gleefully. "Do you like it there?"
"I don't..." Shelton groaned loudly,
arching his back as Nevil nudged the vibrator in farther, then turned it on.
Intense pleasure instantly swamped Shelton's
senses.
"A little faster?" Nevil
urged, his voice sounding thick.
Shelton helplessly tossed his head. "I
don't know."
Nevil did something, and a feeling
bordering on ecstasy burst in Shelton's
brain. He couldn't think as waves of bliss danced along his nerves.
"Nevil," he whimpered as
his balls tightened, the pressure building toward climax. His body twitched,
and he pushed his hips downward against the vibrator. He cried out, on the
verge of coming, the exquisite pleasure of the vibrator almost painful against
his prostate.
Then Nevil's hot mouth engulfed his
penis, and it was all over. Shelton
came in one quick thrust, his hips rising off the pillow. The orgasm went on
and on, shattering him. He panicked slightly as a buzzing grew in his head. His
lips tingled then went numb.
"Take a breath, dear.”
Coming Soon From Breathless Press
