Saturday, February 1, 2014

Sexy Studs & Sirens {5}: Yesterday's Secrets With Evelise Archer

So once again it's time for Sexy Studs and Sirens. This week I'm better prepared than last week, because as you're reading this I'm hip deep in show choir kids, more than likely cheering on my son's school show choir, New Creation or their prep choir, Revelations. With that being said here's another snippet from my co-authored book with Evelise Archer. This happens just a bit before last week's contribution. But sets the stage for sure.  Enjoy and keep on hopping. I'll be visiting everyone else's hop via my phone. (isn't technology wonderful?)  

Dakota

Snippet:


Swallowing past the hard lump in his throat wasn’t easy, but Keegan finally managed. “I…you’re the pledge master. Shouldn’t you be excluded from this?” 

Marik shrugged, his shoulders filling out the robes nicely. Keegan jerked his eyes away from the movement. Had he stripped down to his boxers like Keegan or was he fully dressed? He dug his nails into his palms, hoping the slight pain would distract him from speculating what Marik had on or didn’t have on under his robes. 

“With our high number of pledges and declining senior members, everyone is participating. I was stoked when I drew your name.” 

Nerves had Keegan biting his lower lip. “Why? I’m nothing special. Just another band geek.” 

The skin around Marik’s eyes crinkled as he smiled. “Band Geek? As if. Who wouldn’t want to get to know all of Temple University’s hottest quad-player?” 

Marik moved closer to him, until Keegan was overwhelmed with the scent of warm man and Old Spice. His cock twitched and slowly began to fill. Was Marik actually hitting on him? His heart raced even as he pushed the thought away. Marik wasn’t gay. He’d seen him with a pretty little brunette at several of the frat parties. He was straight. But as Marik steeped even closer Keegan began to wonder - why the hell did the man keep invading his personal space? 














©Dakota Trace All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.

12 comments:

  1. Oh my poor Keegan..can he never catch a break?
    Evelise

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    1. with us writing his story? Probably not. LOL
      Dakota

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  2. The allure of Old Spice never goes out of style, yeah? Poor guy, he doesn't have a chance. :)

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    1. One could hope, Morticia. Thanks for stopping by.
      Dakota

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  4. I could *feel* Keegan's nerves and anticipation... Wicked :)

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