Available: Ellora's Cave
Changing
Your Ways
When
people enter into a new relationship or want to impress someone they desire a
relationship with, it isn’t uncommon for them to want to change themselves for
the other person. Whether it’s changing something minor like leaving the cover
off the toothpaste tube, or something major like finding a new job or
relocating, infatuation and love can lead to people trying to alter themselves
to suit the person they want.
In
reality, the only change that completely works is one the individual wants to
make for *themselves*. When my husband and I first met, it bothered him that I
had frequent anxiety attacks, mainly because he wasn’t sure how to help me with
them. I could have gotten help for the anxiety or tried to force myself into
not feeling anxious because I wanted to please him, but it might not have
worked as well. I did change, but it was because those anxiety attacks were a
problem for *me* and were something I wanted to change. It just took having
someone else’s support to get me into change mode.
In
my new male/male romance novella Whatever
He Wants, Randall is the self-described “king of one-night stands.” When he
hooks up with Isaiah at a party, Randall realizes that his playing and hook-ups
might not be what he wants after all. He wants to change his habits to make
Isaiah happy, but more than that, he wants to change because *he* isn’t happy
never having someone to share his life with.
The
only problem with making the change is that Isaiah is aware of Randall’s
reputation—and doesn’t believe Randall *can* change.
Blurb:
Grad
student Randall has a reputation to uphold. He’s too busy to fall in love, and
is known among his friends as the king of one-night stands. He prefers it that
way until he meets Isaiah at a party.
Against
all of Randall’s expectations, Isaiah turns out to be exactly what he’s looking
for, and for the first time Randall’s heart gets involved. Randall doesn’t know
whether Isaiah is truly interested in him or just playing the player, but to
find out, Randall will do whatever Isaiah wants.
Inside
Scoop: This book contains some Dominance/submission action between a guy who
lives for one-night stands and the guy who wants to tame him.
Heart
pounding and eyes on the sparse blond hair that covered Isaiah’s sculpted
chest, Randall wolfed down one of the sandwiches and a few chips. His stomach
growled but he didn’t care how hungry he was. Not for food, anyway. A
completely different type of hunger filled him. He was horny as hell and he
wanted to get their private party started as soon as possible. Preferably
before lust made him lose his mind.
He
swallowed a last chip and set the plate on the floor. “That’ll hold me. You’re
fucking gorgeous, you know that?”
“You
think so?” Isaiah struck a muscle-man pose and laughed. “I don’t know about
gorgeous. I think that designation goes to you, my friend. Or maybe it’s just
because I have a thing for long-haired, brown-eyed, too-skinny grad students.”
Isaiah’s
accurate description of him made Randall self-conscious. He didn’t even
remember if he’d shaved that morning. And yet Isaiah had called him gorgeous.
“Maybe
it’s just because you’re horny,” he said.
Isaiah
shrugged. “Maybe. Take off your clothes, Randall. You see what I have to
offer.” He put his hand over his cock. “Most of it, at least. I think I’d
rather save the grand reveal for a few more minutes. You a top or bottom?”
“Depends
on my partner.” With guys he usually preferred to receive but he had no
objection to being on the giving side of the equation. When he fucked other
guys sometimes they spent way too much time negotiating whose cock would
penetrate whom.
With
Isaiah he didn’t need to negotiate. Tonight he was unquestionably a bottom. He
wanted his ass reamed by Isaiah’s big dick and he couldn’t even consider
anything else. He trembled and couldn’t find the words to answer out loud.
“I
want to be inside you.” Isaiah lowered his voice and reached for the hem of
Randall’s rock concert T-shirt. “I wanted it the second I saw you downstairs. I
didn’t accidentally reach for the same cup as you. I saw you bending over and
your perfect ass had me at attention right away.” He let go of the shirt and
ran one hand over Randall’s ass. “Can I fuck you, Randall? Can I take your
tight ass?”
Fire
rushed through Randall and he wanted to scream from the ache in his dick and
balls. If he didn’t get off soon he probably would scream. Even through his
jeans he felt the heat of Isaiah’s hand adding to his own.
“Fuck
yes,” he blurted. “Whatever you want. For the next hour or so I’m all yours.”
“Longer
than an hour or so, I hope.” Isaiah slid his hand around Randall’s hip to his
button fly. “Should I rip these off you or can you undress fast?”
“Whatever
you want,” Randall said again. What the fuck is he doing to me? He was never so
submissive. With his partners, whether male or female, he was in control or at
the very least on equal footing. But with Isaiah he wanted to please. He would
do anything the guy asked within reason and maybe outside of it. Anything at
all.
“Take
them off.” Abruptly Isaiah stepped back and folded his arms. “I’m not touching
you again until you’re completely naked. I want to see how hard you are for me.
I want to see the cock I’m about to suck until I blow your mind.”
Hearing
his own thoughts echoed by Isaiah only added fuel to the lust burning inside
Randall. He quickly stripped out of his clothes and tossed them to the side,
not caring how difficult it might be to untangle them later. Every second he
took getting undressed was a second he wouldn’t be able to feel Isaiah’s touch.
He
must have gone too long without sex. He’d been horny before, of course, but
never anything so strong. He’d never been so horny he felt as if he would die
if he didn’t get fucked within moments or so horny he could see and think of
nothing except his partner.
Completely
nude with his cock prominent against his abdomen, he looked into the deep eyes
of his new partner again and was lost.
“Fuck
me,” he murmured. “Please.”
“You
don’t have to beg.” Isaiah’s eyes glinted in the dim lamplight as he dropped to
his knees in front of Randall. “I’m going to fuck you, baby. Nice and hard
until you scream my name. But first I’m going to suck you off because I want to
watch you come.”
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