This week’s erotic author in the spotlight is Jenna Byrnes and does she have some hot stories to tell you! You can learn all about this fantastic author in her spotlight below, as well as enjoying three brain-meltingly sexy free excerpts from her books.
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Jenna Byrnes Biography
Hi everyone, thanks for having me here today! I’m Jenna Byrnes, and I’ve been active in the erotic romance scene since 2009 with 60+ titles available. I’ve always enjoy love stories but hated it when that bedroom door closed and the rest was left up to my imagination. Once I discovered there were authors who opened that door and took readers inside, I was hooked.
I was even more excited to discover the male/male genre has such a huge following, because it’s my absolute favorite to read and write. I’ve been a woman all my life. Writing from the POV of a man is a hoot. At first I had to learn that most men don’t describe things as ‘pretty’ and ‘delightful’! Putting myself in the mind of a man makes writing so much fun and more interesting to me.
There’s a stereotype out there that gay men are frilly and flouncy, and I’m out to prove differently with my gay cop series, Kansas City Heat. My guys are good cops, great detectives, masculine and hot as hell. I’ve also written about bikers and military men, and I’d like to give you a little taste of them today, so to speak. (grin)
Later this year I have a new series starting with Pride Publishing called Marked Men. The men in these books are heavily tattooed but otherwise regular members of society—doctors, lawyers, teachers. I’m excited to tell their stories and can’t wait for the first book, Acceptable Behavior, to come out at the end of December.
For now, I hope you enjoy these sneak peeks into three of my Pride Publishing titles, VanDoren’s Vice, the seventh and latest installment of Kansas City Heat, Clear Blue Sky from the Hard Riders Anthology, and Search and Rescue from the Aim High Anthology.
Thanks again for hosting me today.
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Erotic Writing by Jenna Byrnes
Kansas City Heat, Book 7
A detective and the head of security at a casino have something in common, don’t they? Perhaps more than one thing.
Detective Mike VanDoren isn’t much of a gambler, but the ongoing embezzlement at Kansas City’s newest casino definitely has his interest. So does handsome Cole McKinney, the head of security at the Time and Tides. Mike dives head first into the case and a relationship with Cole, who can’t believe that any of his trusted employees and friends could be guilty. Mike knows differently, and it’s up to him and his team to figure out who’s behind the elaborate scheme. When a casino employee turns up dead, the case takes a bizarre twist, leaving Mike scrambling to save the people he cares about most.
“Think the food will stay warm in those bags?”
“Warm enough.” Cole loosened Mike’s necktie and began unfastening buttons. “We can always reheat it later. Right now, the only thing I’m interested in is you, face down on your bed with that gorgeous ass sticking up in the air.”
“Mmm.” Mike allowed the man to undress him. “Are you having impure thoughts?”
“Very impure.” He sucked a spot behind one of Mike’s ears. “I’m thinking about burying my face between your ass cheeks and giving you the rim job of your life. Then I’m going to suck your long, hard cock until it explodes with hot cum, coating my throat. Only then, do I intend to mount you and fuck your ass like it’s never been fucked before.”
Mike’s cock pulsed with need and want. He helped Cole shove his pants down and kicked out of them. “Damn, I want that more than anything. But if that’s the plan, maybe we should hop in the shower first?”
“Whatever you want, sexy. As long as I don’t have to take my hands or mouth off you.” Cole walked them toward the bathroom, and stepped away only long enough to shed his own clothes.
Mike adjusted the shower temperature and climbed in.
Cole slipped in behind him and pulled the door closed. “Get back over here,” he demanded lustily, pressing their hard bodies together. He resumed licking and sucking Mike’s skin as water pelted from above.
Bar of soap in hand, Mike washed whatever he could reach on either of them. He then handed the bar to Cole who picked up where he’d left off, soaping their flesh as steam filled the air.
“Aw, God,” Mike groaned as Cole massaged his cock and balls. When the man slid one finger slid inside Mike’s ass he bucked, anxious for so much more. “Want you,” he panted, twisting one fist around Cole’s long hair.
Cole grinned, placing his forehead against Mike’s. “Want me where, stud?”
Another moan escaped from Mike’s lips. “Everywhere.”
Capturing Mike’s mouth in another hungry kiss, Cole plunged his tongue deeper and deeper. He set the soap aside and rubbed his hands over every inch of slick skin. Cradling Mike’s thick erection in one hand and his balls in the other, he squeezed.
Mike nearly burst right then and there. His balls drew up and whether he was ready or not, his climax was imminent. “Aw, fuck. I’m gonna come.”
“Oh yeah? I’d hate to miss that. But you’re going to have to release the hair.”
Reluctantly, Mike let go with a sheepish smile.
Still grinning, Cole flicked his tongue over Mike’s puffy lips then carefully dropped to his knees. “Mmm, look at that. A ribbon of pre-cum dangling from your slit. Such a horny thing! Want me to leave it, or suck it like my life depended on it?”
Mike’s gut churned. “Suck it!” he growled, desperate for that final push over the edge. It wouldn’t take much. A few minutes of attention would do it. “Please!” He’d never heard such desperation in his own voice. But he couldn’t deny it. He wanted to come. Needed it in the worst way. “Please,” he muttered, almost a whimper.
“Whatever you say, baby. I’d planned to suck it all along. I just wanted to hear you beg for it.” Cole clamped his lips over the head and slowly sucked the length down his throat.
Mike gasped and clutched the shower walls for support. He’d been wrong thinking a few minutes of attention would bring his orgasm. A few seconds of Cole’s hot mouth was all it took before he shuddered and spent, sending streams of hot jizz down his lover’s throat.
Using his mouth and hands, Cole coaxed every last drop out before he clambered back up to his feet.
Mike held the wall with one hand and Cole’s arm with the other, suddenly so weak he feared he might pass out.
“Damn, you’re a sexy beast.” Cole slipped both arms around his waist and held him up. “I love that I can cause that look on your face.”
Relaxing against him, Mike smiled. “You definitely can. And I was going to say that I don’t beg, but that would be a fucking lie. I’ll beg for you to do that again anytime, and not feel a moment of shame for doing so.”
Cole’s wide grin split his face. “Come on, let’s rinse off and get out of here. I’m still hungry, and I’m not thinking Thai food.”
Clear Blue Sky
available as a single title or part of the Hard Riders Anthology
Respect all, fear none is the Rebel Riders Motorcycle Club’s motto. Will the Riders step up when the Demon Outlaws go after one of their own?
Sky Warren doesn’t let the screen door smack him on the way out of Kansas. When his former abusive partner Duke is arrested for selling drugs, Sky takes off. He’s ready for a clean start and a change of scenery. Moving to Lakewood, Colorado, with his cousin and accepting a job in Billy’s bike shop seems like just what he needs to start over. In Billy’s riding club he meets Task Rivers, a handsome, sexy biker, and they hit it off immediately. Task is edgy, yet he shows Sky how a respectful and considerate man treats his partner. The two fall into a lusty, passionate relationship.
Death before dishonor. The Demon Outlaws have another way of looking at life. When Duke Lessing comes after Sky and is rebuffed, he joins the Outlaws in their troublemaking ways. With the Demons spoiling for a fight, Task calls on a few of the more hardcore Rebel Riders. As the night heats up, Sky is determined to avoid what seems like inevitable bloodshed. He wants to leave and lure the Demons away, but Task and the Rebel Riders have other ideas. Sky knows Duke doesn’t give up easily and learns that neither does Task, who’s fighting for what he wants. But will it be a fight to the death?
Sky’s head spun as different emotions raced through him. Task uttering those three little words had thrown him completely off kilter, but in a good way. They’d been inseparable for weeks but neither had taken that next step, until Task had—and blown his mind.
Continuing with the mind-blowing theme, the amazing man of his ‘good’ dreams had stripped him naked the minute they’d arrived home and lathered him tenderly in the shower. They’d then moved to the bed where Task had sucked and licked his skin until he thought he’d explode, before his aching shaft had even been touched.
His lover took care of that next, teasing his cock until it was so hard he could have pounded rocks with it. When he begged for more, Task provided it, lubing his ass just a little, just the way he craved it, and fucked him missionary style until they both dripped with sweat. “Oh God. Oh God.” Sky’s mutterings grew unintelligible as his head flailed from side to side.
Task pumped his ass and stroked his shaft to an intensely erotic rhythm that was going to send him round the bend in a matter of moments. Without warning he stopped and pulled out.
“No, don’t go,” Sky complained, his orgasm so close he could almost reach out and grab it.
“Flip over, my little cock slut. I wanna see your ass while I’m reaming it.”
Sky scrambled to turn over on his belly, desperate for more of whatever his man was offering.
Task grasped his thighs and pulled them close, bringing his ass into the air. He bent and sucked one of the tight globes into his mouth.
For a moment Sky thought about reminding him ‘no hickeys’ but at that point, he realized he didn’t care anymore. Task loves me. If he wants to mark me, let him. He groaned as the torment continued. “More,” he gasped.
“Such a slut.” Task buried his face between the ass cheeks and tongued the opening. “There’s the nasty ass I love. Damn, I could eat you all night long.” He shoved his tongue in as deep as it would go, growling the whole time.
Sky groaned at his teasing. He’d already been filled and was desperate to get that way again. “Fuck me,” he muttered through gritted teeth.
“When I’m done here.” Task licked and sucked the hole until Sky thought he’d go insane.
Finally, chuckling, Task rose behind him and nudged his cock against the opening. “Tell me what you want.”
“Do it!” Sky groaned.
Task drove his cock drove deep with no fanfare.
Sky gasped. The painful, burning sensation eased but returned when Task slapped his ass cheek in time with a thrust.
Sky nearly shot his load right then.
Another slap to the other side, another deep thrust. Task reached around and curled his fingers around Sky’s dick. “Come on, you cocksucker. Spray all you’ve got for me, and I’ll give your ass the same treatment.”
“Fuck, fuck, fuck…” Sky’s world went dark then fabulously bright as he shattered, shooting thick ropes of creamy spunk over his lover’s hand.
Task grunted and let go, sending his seed into the latex filling Sky’s ass. He rocked and mumbled and cursed and laughed and ended up collapsed over Sky, kissing every bit of flesh he could reach.
Eventually, Task pulled out and flopped onto his back next to Sky. “Holy shit.”
“Yeah.” He couldn’t find words to sum it up any differently.
Search and Rescue in the Aim High Anthology
Two parajumpers freefall into a stealthy relationship before considering how quickly it might come crashing to an end.
Airman First Class Matthew Billings has almost completed a grueling two year training program on his way to becoming a Pararescueman in the Air Force Special Operations Unit. On a mission to rescue a child lost in the Pecos Wilderness of New Mexico, he meets Master Sergeant Drake Bogart, a man who is as infuriating as he is handsome. When Matt spots the child and Drake gets the credit, sparks fly, in more ways than one. But with graduation just a few days away, is their fledgling relationship over before it even gets started?
Matt started to ask about his new friend’s day when Drake pressed him up against the door and planted a kiss on his lips. “Mmm.” He pulled back and panted. “Been thinking about doing that all damned day.”
“Me too, plus a few other things.” Matt kissed him back, their tongues mingling, darting in and out. Drake tasted like mint and something spicy, and Matt couldn’t get enough. But there was more he wanted to taste. He reached for Drake’s belt and unfastened it, then lowered the zipper on his uniform pants. With his lips touching Drake’s, he murmured, “Need to taste you.”
Drake groaned into the kiss, and Matt took that as approval. He reached one hand into the sergeant’s underwear and cupped his cock and balls. The shaft was already firm, and he ached to see just how hard it could get.
He turned them around so Drake’s back was against the wall, then dropped to his knees. Dragging pants and briefs down, Matt gasped when the glorious erection sprang free. There hadn’t been enough time to inspect it the day before, but now the beautiful specimen was in sight and amazingly gorgeous. “Oh God, yeah.” He blew on the thick shaft and watched it twitch in response. “Damn, you’re a beast.”
Drake jutted his hips forward. “Your beast. You bring out the animal in me.”
With a low growl in the back of his throat, Matt nuzzled the base of the shaft, his nose tickled by wiry pubic hair. After a few minutes of preliminaries, he couldn’t resist any longer and moved in on the cock. A drop of pre-cum glistened on the tip and he flicked it with his tongue. The musky flavor was just enough to tantalize but not nearly enough to satisfy. He wanted more. Must have more.
Matt sucked the crown into his mouth and caressed Drake’s balls. Slowly, inch by inch, he took more into his mouth until he was stuffed. Backing off a bit, he lavished long strokes on the turgid shaft until he couldn’t resist and had to deep throat it again.
Soon Drake was pumping his hips, fucking Matt’s mouth and Matt was in heaven. He reached around and fingered the hunk’s ass, using spit as lube to work one finger inside.
Drake groaned. “God that feels good. But you better stop unless you want me to blow.”
“Mmm hmm,” Matt encouraged. That was exactly what he wanted.
“I might not be able to fuck you right away if you do that. You may have to do me. You ever fucked a master sergeant?” Drake ran his hands over Matt’s head.
“Huh-uh.” Matt shook his head slightly, as much as he could without releasing the delectable feast.
“You want to?”
“Mmm hmm.” He nodded. More than anything.
“Then I’m going to shoot straight down your throat. Pull back if you’re not sure you can handle it.”
Oh, I can handle it. Matt tightened his grip on one of Drake’s thighs, the other hand occupied with two digits up his tight ass. He plunged them deeper and nodded vigorously.
“You want my cum, Airman?”
Matt’s eyes rolled back in his head as he grunted assent.
Still clutching Matt’s head, Drake shouted as he came. “Aw fuck! Yeah, suck it. Take it all, you cocksucker!” His muttering became incomprehensible as he released, gasping and panting.
The string of curse words sent a thrill to Matt’s core. He’d be surprised if he didn’t explode in his pants, he was so horny. It wouldn’t take much for him to blow.
– Jenna Byrnes
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