Temper, meet brick wall.....

Friday, January 15, 2010

Orchid Murders is now Available

THE ORCHID MURDERS - John Simpson & Remmy Duchene


The Orchid Murders


Anderson Williams is a Literature Professor at NYU and he has the perfect life—loving and understanding father, wonderful friends, great students. Then suddenly all that is turned upside-down when his father gets murdered and a sexy but annoying cop, Sam Morgan, waltzes into his life.

Sam Morgan is after a murderer, plain and simple—not love, not Anderson’s tantrum. But as one murder leads to another, he finds he is spending more and more time with Anderson. The professor begins to seep beneath his skin and Sam knows he cannot allow that. He has to stop this killer and get out without losing his life or his heart.

The killer, whose calling card is the orchid, seeks revenge for an age-old slight. Will he succeed with all his plans?


By reading this excerpt you are stating that you are at least 18 years of age or older. If you are under the age of 18, you must exit this site.

The Orchid Murders
© Copyright John Simpson and Remmy Duchene
All Rights Reserved, eXtasy Books

Anderson was fully naked by the time he crawled backwards onto his bed. The thought that he may be doing something that would backfire in his face in the future came to him but he deserved this. It had been so long since he had made love to anyone. But no, what he was about to do wasn’t making love—he was about to be fucked by the detective that was supposed to be finding his father’s killer. But at that precise moment, Anderson had something that needed taking care of. Slowly, he ran his hands down his body, over his tightened nipples. He moaned arching his back towards his roaming hands. Back upwards, he played with his nipples, making then tightened even more to the point of pointed. Then he licked his lips and dragged one hand down between his legs. He used one hand to massage his balls before singling out one finger to dance the tip over his asshole. A sound escaped his throat, his legs stiffened at his side and he smiled.

But he didn’t stop there. His fingers curled around his now engorged cock and slowly, while he waited, he stroked himself.

Sam looked at the shirt on the floor and smiled. “There’s a lot more than just that coming off you tonight, I fear,” he thought to himself. Sam added all of his clothes to the shirt and began to walk up the stairs totally naked, enjoying the cool air caressing his body as he went. He couldn’t wait to run his hands over the well shaped body of Anderson Williams. Damn he needed to get some.

He paused for a moment to listen and when he didn’t hear anything, he continued on to Anderson’s bedroom. When he turned into the door, he froze and his cock did all the reacting by coming to full attention. There on the bed, fully aroused was the quarry that he had hunted. He watched for a moment as Anderson stroked his cock and then he moved on in.

“You started the party without me, naughty boy.”

“You were taking too long,” was Anderson’s husky reply. “Are you just going to stand there or are you going to join the fun?” He glanced at Sam with a smirk. When Sam didn’t move, Anderson rose to his knees turning his ass toward Sam. He then glanced over his shoulder, “a loud enough invite for you, Detective?”

“Hmm, I always appreciate a man putting his best asset forward.” Sam crawled onto the bed flipping Anderson over onto his back so that he could lie down on top of him. He brushed his lips swiftly across Andy’s lips, and stopped longer on the side of his neck, where he planted several kisses.

Anderson felt it then—his body trembling as though he was cold. He arched slightly into Sam’s kiss before turning his face to catch Sam’s earlobe between his teeth. Anderson bit down slightly before running his tongue over the wounded flesh.

Sam worked his way down onto Andy’s chest stopping at each hardened nipple to suck gently. He wiggled on down further enjoying being on top of a man naked in the heat of passion. Finally, he reached the first of the prizes he sought and ran his tongue over Andy’s balls and then up to the shaft. He made little circling motions with his tongue as he went towards the tip. Finally, he swallowed Andy whole, taking him all the way down to the hair surrounding the cock he now possessed fully.

“Sam,” Anderson whispered.

No comments:

Post a Comment

Now at Dreamspinner Press

Now at Dreamspinner Press
"This story is about two grown ass gay men that each have a little doubt for one reason or another if their relationship will work. The story is conveyed well and kept completely on the adult playing field, I loved it! When these two get going in the bedroom it is passionate and sensual."--TSM