My Sexy Saturday #1

My apologies for not posting last week as I'd intended, but Mother Nature had other ideas, and I was without power the whole weekend. But all's well that ends well, as the saying go. Also, better late than never lol

This week, my selection comes from a recent release from M.A. Church and myself, Be My Alien, the first book in our Moonlit Skies series. I hope you enjoy it! It's available from Dreamspinner Press

Once they arrived at Reed’s apartment, Reed paid the fare and walked Taz to the elevators. They stepped inside and Reed pressed the button for his floor. Seconds later, Reed found himself squeezed rather cozily into one corner, so close that Reed forgot how to breathe. Just as the doors were about to close, Mrs. Porter, who lived one floor under Reed, pushed her cane into the opening, halting it long enough for her to enter the car. She gave the two young men and the lack of space between them a pointed look. Reed resisted the urge to roll his eyes. Old busybody. The ride up was blessedly silent; finally they reached her floor. She doddered out with excruciatingly slow steps, turned to face them, and muttered, “Get a room,” before the doors slid closed, to Reed’s great relief. Oh, he planned to do just that.

Taz turned to Reed, his fingers seeming to take on a life of their own. “Now?”

“Almost.” Reed took a deep breath and smiled at the playful pout that graced Taz’s face. “Be patient.”

The elevator opened, and they walked to Reed’s apartment; he already had his key in his hand, almost dropping it when he went to insert it. Recovering from his fumble, he opened the door, moved out of the way for Taz to enter, and closed it behind them. Reed’s hand landed on Taz’s shoulders. He swung him around and backed him against the front door.

Reed crowded into Taz, caging Taz in his arms. “Now.”

Now . Just the word Taz had been waiting for. Despite his playful demeanor and lack of inhibition, Taz was not one to do any serious initiating, although he was also not shy about making his desires known either. Reed’s reply was as good as a command in Taz’s book. He pressed against the cute blond, his entire body vibrating with desire, and began to lick his languid way up the side of Reed’s neck.

“Oh God, Taz.” Reed buried one of his hands in all that sexy hair, clearly urging Taz closer.

Maybe next week, I'll give you a taste of the second book. Enjoy your weekend! And don't forget to check out the rest of the Sexy Saturday offerings - you can find them here.