Play Acting Book 7 Gin & Jazz
Thanks for
having me here today Bailey and letting me share this final installment in the Gin & Jazz series. I have an
exclusive excerpt to share with you as well. The books all take place during
the Roaring Twenties and feature the exploits of several men who trudge their
way through the pitfalls and decadence of Hollywood. This one can be read as a
standalone as it tells the complete love story of two men from the series who
haven’t been able to find their HEA yet. Poor guys…
The past few years haven’t been kind to fading film star, Roman Pasquale. But then again, he was never very kind to anyone else either. He’s had time to reminisce on his mistakes and to accept responsibility for how he hurt others. Now that Global Studios has turned its back on him, he’s had to sell his grand estate and start over in a modest apartment.
His former co-star, actress Maude Simons, suggests that he meet with new playwright, Max Vogel. Not only will he get the chance to be the star again, Roman can really use the money. What he doesn’t expect is how strongly he’s attracted to the easygoing, confident young man—and the very wicked thoughts he has about him.
Playwright and director, Max Vogel, is delighted that the great Roman Pasquale has agreed to star in his play. What he is unprepared for however, is the intense physical spark that ignites the moment they meet. He’s been warned of Roman’s reputation for being difficult to work with, but he’s willing to take the risk—even though his career depends on the success of this one play.
Max needs to coax a heartfelt performance out of Roman, and Roman needs to live up to his resolve to be a better man. But maybe the real issue is whether or not the director and actor can resist the passion they have for one another, a lust so strong that it catches them unaware. Is their lust really love? Or will the drive for success destroy any hope for a happily-ever-after?
Exclusive
Excerpt from Play Acting (Gin & Jazz
7)
Roman reached
between them to encircle Max’s thick cock, and Max groaned loudly, thrusting
into Roman’s fist.
“Yes, Roman,
yes.” He hissed before continuing. “You drove me mad in the car, I almost came
right there.”
Roman
continued to stroke Max’s leaking shaft with one hand, embracing Max with the
other. He was enraptured watching his lover’s face. It seemed as though he
could see every nuance of Max’s emotions play out—he was so open, so giving.
“Roman, I’m
too close, stick your fingers in me, get me ready.”
Max latched
onto his mouth again, throwing his arms around Roman’s neck as he did. A
surprised Roman gathered the slickness coming from Max’s dick onto his index
and middle finger. Using his other hand to pull aside one ass cheek, he rubbed
Max’s wrinkled hole with the moistened digits. Max continued to kiss him
hungrily, hanging onto him yet also pushing against Roman’s questing fingers.
Max let go of his lips, panting breathlessly.
“Yes, Roman.
Inside me, make me yours.”
Roman’s
breath hitched. “Dear Max.”
Max made a
strangled sound as Roman rammed both fingers into his entrance. He hesitated,
waiting to make sure Max was all right. He clenched around Roman and moved,
rutting against Roman’s thigh, his head thrown back as he moaned freely with
obvious pleasure. Roman fucked him vigorously with both digits, greatly pleased
at Max’s enthusiasm. Max brought his head back up then locked on Roman’s eyes.
He smiled.
Fuck.
It wasn’t
something that Roman was particularly proud of as he looked back on it, but
he’d fucked many, many men. His list of lovers included the most powerful and
beautiful to be had. Since being cast aside by his first love—and other than
his months with Jack—he’d never denied himself the pleasure of a lovely man’s
company whenever the whim took him. Due to his star status and wealth, he’d had
his pick of the best.
But there was
a raw energy to Max. It was something that spoke to Roman on a much deeper
level than he’d typically experienced in the past. There had been the
connection with Jack, except in that case, the balance had been off. Roman had
overwhelmed Jack. It had taken him a long time to realize that and his current
encounter with Max only reinforced his conclusion.
From the
moment he’d met him, he’d sensed that Max was different. Max met him at the
same level, didn’t back down, gave as good as he got. Their spark had been
immediate and it had awoken a need from within Roman he thought had been
destroyed. The need to love.
After
removing his fingers from Max, he turned him around, then pulled him flush
against his body—Max’s back to his front. He nibbled on Max’s neck and upper
back, rubbing his needy erection in Max’s crease, using his pre-cum to moisten
his pucker some more. Tugging leisurely on Max’s swollen shaft, then fondling
his nuts, he also swept a hand along Max’s lightly muscled torso, pausing only
to tease his nipples.
Max was a
wonder. He was like a wanton, moving and arching into every heated caress or
soft touch that Roman made. Little cries fell from his lips, sounds that made
Roman’s balls ache, had them tightening too soon. Max raised his arms, reaching
behind Roman’s head and holding him close as he tangled his fingers in Roman’s
hair.
“God, Max,
you’re incredible.”
He latched
onto Max’s shoulder, sucking as hard as he could, making sure that Max knew he
belonged to Roman. That he remembered the intensity of their encounter.
“More, Roman.
Give me everything.”
Roman soothed
the area he’d purpled with his tongue, then licked his way to a spot at the top
of Max’s spine and brought more blood to the surface of Max’s skin. The entire
time that Roman suckled and stroked him, Max never stopped moving or pushing
into Roman’s touch, rubbing against his body.
“All for you
Max, my sweet devil.”
Roman moved
them both forward until they reached the back of the couch. He bent Max over by
the back of his head, his lover pliant in his hands. Max’s abdomen was flush
against the piece of furniture with his upper body hanging over the sofa. Roman
plucked a throw pillow from the cushions to stuff under Max’s hips. He intended
to thrust into Max’s ass forcefully, and didn’t want to leave Max bruised or
hurt.
His need was
high, but he paused for a few moments to rub his hands along Max’s spine, to
appreciate his male beauty and his willingness to give himself to Roman. He
grasped Max’s backside, kneading his enticing cheeks, spreading them wide to
gaze on his inviting hole.
“For you,
Roman.”
It had been
years since he’d entered a man—he couldn’t allow himself to think of the last
time—but he was ready to accept the gift he had in Max. There wasn’t anyone he
would rather be with, and the truth of that realization hit him harder than
anything else had in a long while.
“And for you,
dear Max.”
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3 comments:
i want it!
Love the cover and excerpt.
Thanks for stopping by Eric and Shorty! ;-)
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