Nothing better to kick off the new year by revisiting some of my favorite sex scenes of 2012. Apparently, paranormal peen didn’t do it for me this year. (I did think about including Lothaire but I only have it in print and I lent my book to someone so I didn’t have it to copy out a scene. Sadness!)
When I heard on twitter the words “there is a blow job scene between two straight men” I immediately downloaded and read this book. How could I resist? This started my glom of Elle Kennedy’s Out of Uniform series (Navy SEAL heroes y’all) which has become an absolute favorite of mine. Let’s take a peek at that scene….
“This is the hottest thing I’ve ever seen in my life,” Jen choked out.
Dylan released Cash’s erection and shot him a half-smile. “Should we make her hotter?”
When his friend moistened his lips with the tip of his tongue, Cash knew exactly what he planned to do. The urge to resist warred with the need for release. He sat there. Torn. Turned on. Ready to explode.
Swallowing, he thrust his dick into Dylan’s hand then groaned when his buddy squeezed the shaft so hard it ached. He closed his eyes to revel in the incredible sensations, but his eyelids snapped open when the couch squeaked and that wicked hand disappeared from his cock.
Dylan slid to onto his knees on the floor, and Cash glanced down just in time to see his friend’s lips close over his engorged head.
Restraint by Charlotte Stein Kindle
Charlotte Stein has an amazing voice and she writes absolutely filthy books and I adore them. She also made my favorite author list of 2012 because I feel like she pushes her characters into situations that make them (and me) squirm. She is making this list twice this year – the first for Restraint. Mallory and Artie go on vacation with friends, both pretty much hating each other. What is really happening is that Artie is super shy and doesn’t know how to act around Mallory (this is something Stein excels at – making a very awkward hero fall for a more sexually confident heroine) But when Mallory catches Artie pleasuring himself…well…things progress from there.
“Is your hand on your cock now?” I ask, and he squirms a little for me. Takes an age to get anything out, then won’t meet my gaze as he does so.
“Are you hard?”
His gaze flicks up to mine now, however.
“Are you kidding me? I can practically see everything through that nightgown, Mallory.” […]
[…] “You want to see some more?”
He makes a sound that is almost definitely not a word.
“You want to see my tits?”
And then another sound, that is even less like one. It’s sort of a little oh, followed by a little us that can’t seem to make up its mind. But that’s OK – I can make up his mind for him. All I have to do is reach up and pull these ribbons…
This book starts with our heroine Abbie peeking out her window into the neighbor’s window across the courtyard as he pleasures himself. This neighbor is a recluse and no one knows anything about him. So the fact she is watching this intimate moment..she feels very naughty but can’t look away. Here is a peek
I can almost hear him moaning, through the glass. Though, of course, that’s what makes me realize what he’s going to do.
I realize it before I let my gaze travel downwards, to the thick, heavy bulge between his legs. I realize it before he tugs at the waistband of those ridiculous longjohns, and everything in me screams, look away, look away now.
I think I even go as far as to take a step backwards, but it’s far too little and far too late. Besides, if I move too much he’ll undoubtedly see me, even with my apartment all dark like this and his all light. He’ll make out my silhouette, or the slide of the curtains, and then I’ll always be the woman across the courtyard who watched him ease his underwear down over his heavy-boned hips, to reveal his glorious cock.
Because, by God, it is glorious.
(short time later) He’s going to do it now, I can tell. His hips are jerking and he’s biting his lip and the head of his cock looks so red and swollen, as though he’s just about to burst.
After he uh…bursts. Actually, 7 days later, when Mallory gets up the nerve to peek into his window again she sees him staring at her through his window with a message written in lipstick on the glass. It says: “Your turn now.”
Kit Rocha is the pen name for the writing team of Moira Rogers. They’ve always written hot books, but this one is on a new level. They fill the book with such sexy, huge, alpha men and women who know how to handle them. A very well done erotic book. In this book, Jasper finds a hurt Noelle and takes her back to his compound – a place where Noelle slowly discovers herself. Also a place where sex is explored, embraced and celebrated. Totally opposite of how Noelle was raised. This book has a m/f HEA (Jasper and Noelle) but before we get there we have a few m/f/m and even m/f/f/m scenes.
Lex made it easy to fall into. It felt good to kiss her, open mouthed, felt better to follow her back to where Dallas’s erection – dick, she whispered to herself, cock – stood thick and glistening, harder than before. Shivering, Noelle parted her lips and traced the tip of her tongue up his shaft.
Dallas sank a hand into her hair, his fingers more gentle than commanding. “Come now, kitten. Lex didn’t teach you to be so prissy.”
No, Lex had lapped at him like a melting ice cream cone on a hot day. The image made Noelle laugh as she opened her mouth wider and swirled her tongue around the crown of his cock.
Jasper whispered her name, and she felt the careful brush of his hands pushing her skirt higher, up over her hips to her waist. Then he curled his fingers under the back of her panties and drew them down.
I loved this book. The heroine lost her husband four years ago and the hero was her husband’s friend. Due to some circumstances, she hates him when the book starts. But ever so slowly, Carolyn Jewel brings these two together. Such a well written book. So intense, with witty and wicked dialogue and such mature, smart characters. I’m now wondering why I didn’t put it on my favorite list last week. It definitely belongs there. I also recommend Not Wicked Enough which came out last year. Two amazing books, and I’m dying for more from her.
With her hand firmly covering him, he was getting harder by the moment. She pressed lightly, and two of her fingers swept over his balls.
“Mm. God, I do love your cock.”
He let out a slow breath, as soft as he could, but there was no hiding his reaction from her. Then he ruined the illusion of his self-possession by sucking in a breath when her fingers moved over the top of his cock.
“It is very large.” She leaned against him, and when was it, exactly, that he’d lost control of the encounter?
Eyes closed as he savored her handling of him, he pressed his hips forward. “Ginny – “
“Don’t call me that.”
“Ginny, my love.” He opened his eyes and stared into hers. She lifted her chin. “I’m gong to put that inside your naked body, and you will scream my name before I’m done.”
He absolutely refused to smile. It was a near thing, though, stopping himself from that. “Several times, in fact.”
(pssst – he wins *winks*)
(pssst #2 – this scene goes on for pages, and pages. It’s so good)
My first Cherrie Lynn book and Ghost treated me so well. Such a bad boy with his pierce peen and shaved head. And I totally dig this cover too. Cherrie Lynn is now on my auto-buy list.
He chuckled, a sound that made her think of a serial killer about to slip a garrote around her neck. “What’s the matter?”
“Hmmm? My what?”
“Your piercing. It’s…different for me.”
“Different isn’t always bad.”
“No. It’s just different.”
“I mean, honestly I might run screaming if-“
He thrust his hardness between her legs so the bead rasped her clit. “Shut up.”
His methods proved effective, She even spread her legs to give him better access, her forehead pressed against the door as she panted.
Oh my poor, poor tortured Gideon. I can’t get enough of his broken ways. He such emo sex moments. LOL. I’m obsessed.
“Gideon, please –“
“I say when.” The command in his voice was unmistakable. My grip loosened automatically.
He stepped back and away, his hand dropping to fist his cock.
I shifted restlessly, my attention riveted to that dexterous hand and its long, elegant fingers. As the distance between us widened, I began to ache, my body responding to the loss of his. The heated languidness he’d instilled with his touch turned into a slow burn, as if he’d banked a fire that had suddenly been stoked.
“See something you like?” he purred, pleasuring himself.
Astonished that he’d taunt me after denying me, I looked up…and my breath caught. Gideon was smoldering, too. I couldn’t think of another word to describe him. He was watching me with a heavy-lidded gaze like he wanted to eat me alive. His tongue slid leisurely along the seam of his lips, as if he tasted me. When he caught the full lower curve between his teeth, I could’ve sworn I felt it between my legs.
I knew that look so well…knew what came after it…knew how ferocious he could be when he wanted that badly.
Motorcycle Man by Kristen Ashley Kindle
If you follow this blog or me on Twitter you will know I have a massive love for Tack. I can’t help myself. He is such an asshole yet by the end of the book he just made me melt. This was my most reread book of the year. I can’t get enough of him.
“Get your other tit ready for me.”
I didn’t hesitate. He sucked my nipple back into his mouth, more wetness surged between my legs and my hand left his head, my fingers went to the other cup of my bra and pulled down. Then my hand curved around the underside and his head shifter, his fingers between my legs still moving, he sucked my other nipple sharply into his mouth as his finger and thumb rolled the one his mouth left behind.
God. God. Amazing.
My hips bucked and my back arched. Then my hips moved with his hand, fast, hard, demanding.
His mouth left my nipple and came to mine.
“Greedy,” he growled, fingers at my nipple and between my legs still working.
(I’d keep going but he starts to call body parts of her ‘greedy’ and it’s just too naughty to post here. You’ll have to read for yourself!)
One of the best series I read. Start from the beginning with Cut & Run and stick with it (Two FBI agents who hate each other). The series really starts to pick up with book 3 and on. They are just getting better and better.
“Baby,” Ty whispered against Zane’s lips. He had never felt this sort of heat and longing for another person. He didn’t know how Zane did it, but Ty knew that there would never be anyone else for him. He wanted Zane to feel that too, to have that assurance both physically and emotionally. He would do whatever he had to do to make sure that Zane knew he was his.
He slid his hand into Zane’s hair, gripping the curls at the base of his neck and using them to pull Zane’s head back, just to be able to kiss him harder. Zane’s lips were soft and gave under his as he drove the kiss. They lay wrapped around one another, and when he shifted more, Zane broke the kiss with a gasp and rocked their groins together despite the layers of thin cloth between them. The look in Zane’s eyes told Ty that he was on the right path.
“I’ve wanted this,” Zane said, breathless.
“You’ve had this, Zane,” Ty said as he took a brief moment to push up and adjust his position.
“Not this,” Zane argued. “We haven’t have this.”
Ty brushed his nose against Zane’s, nodding in understanding.
“We have it now.”
(and Mandi sobs)
Bad Boyfriend by K.A. Mitchell Kindle
This book came out in December of 2011 but I didn’t read it until January of 2012 so I’m including it damn it. K.A. Mitchell is one of my favorite authors. She puts some daddy kink in this one which I ended up really liking. Such a good book. (If you are new to her, read her Florida series too. Start with Collision Course. I demand it).
Quinn’s gaze flicked over him and then back to the road. “Christ. You’re fucking hot. Let me taste you again,”
If Eli touched his cock, he was going to come. If Quinn sucked on his finger again, Eli was going to come.
“I thought you were good, come on.”
Eli clenched his jaw, his ass, his thighs, his abs and ran a finger over the slit, a hiss breaking through his lips.
Quinn didn’t want to wait for him but lunged onto his finger, sucking it deep. “That’s it. Put your hand on your dick again.”
“I’ll come.” And he almost never came without something in his ass, but this was fucking torture.
Quinn didn’t say anything and Eli tried a light stroke. The ache, the need, came roaring back, shaking loose inside.
“Don’t,” Quinn growled.
“Please. I’ll get hard again. God, please.”
“No.” Quinn’s voice shook, and he slammed to a stop at the bottom of a ramp.
Eli opened his mouth, and Quinn leaned over and kissed him.
“Put it away now. We’re almost there.”
Eli let his teeth scrape Quinn’s jaw. “Please, Daddy.”
“Shit.” Quinn breath whistled sharply, and he jerked back. “No.” There wasn’t anything but heat in his smile now. “Be a good boy.”
Happy New Year! Have a blast tonight and be safe!