Bondi Beach Boys release day.

Woot! The boys are here! *grin* I’m excited about this novella for a number of reasons but I’m really nervous about the fact that it’s my first story with male/male action in it. (I can here Jambi cheering from here) I was more than a little surprised when I wrote this story because I’d planned for it to be a hot little menage with no intention of the boys touching but boys will be boys and they definitely had other ideas. LOL I’m told it’s still hot. *grin* Anyway, I should let the boys speak for themselves.

What’s a girl to do with two sexy Aussie surfers? Ride the waves, of course…

After weeks of lusting over a couple of hot surfers, Piper Doyle has the opportunity to turn fantasy into reality. There’s just one problem—they’re her new clients. When the men offer a no-strings-attached affair, Piper has a decision to make, one her body made for her weeks ago when she first started watching “her boys.” She can’t risk the job that could make or break her career, but she sure as hell isn’t going to pass up this chance to live out her wildest dreams…

Sam Bridges and Nate Russo share everything, from their home to their business to the occasional woman. Even themselves. But they’ve never shared what they feel for Piper. What starts out as hot sex with a willing woman turns into something none of them expected—but what’s wrong with a few strings on a hot summer day at the beach…

Warnings: This book contains graphic sexual content that some readers may find objectionable (including ménage a trios with male/male sex, anal sex)

Excerpt:-

Nate made his way back to their office. He’d already rung Burt, their foreman, and knew the Baker Street job continued to be on schedule, he’d spoken to Emily at the bank about their overdraft, and he’d cleared the conference table ready for the meeting with the web designer. All that remained to do was to start the coffee. Sam walked in, his blond hair still damp from the shower, and Nate glanced at the clock to see if they had time for a quickie. They had thirty minutes until show time, plenty to get his rocks off and remove the raw edge he currently rode.

“Drop your pants.” He growled the words as he stalked across the room.

“Like that, is it?” Sam smiled with that know-it-all grin that always got Nate’s demanding nature riled up.

“Yes. Drop ’em.”

Sam turned his back, pushed his hips back, and wiggled his arse. “Make me.”

Nate almost crash-tackled him to the ground. In record time, he had the button and fly of Sam’s pants undone and the gorgeous cock hiding inside in his hand. He stroked hard, the way Sam liked it. A moan slipped from Sam’s throat and Nate ground his erection into the curve of his friend’s arse.

“I need…”

“I know.” Sam broke from his grasp and pushed his pants down. He always knew how to soothe the savage inside Nate. They’d been friends long before they’d become lovers, and Nate still thanked the woman who’d shown them this other side of themselves. Fumbling with his belt, he struggled to control his trembling fingers.

“Jeez, she’s really got you on edge.” Sam brushed Nate’s hands aside and dispensed with Nate’s trousers.

“Totally.”

“Good. We’re in the same place then.”

“No offense, but I’m gonna pretend you’re her when I bury my cock in your arse.”

“None taken.” Sam slid a condom down his length, sending fire into Nate’s balls and a shudder up his spine. “I’ll be doing the same when I fuck you.”

Nate laughed as he shoved Sam over to the table. “Hold on.”

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12 Responses to “Bondi Beach Boys release day.”

  1. Marika Weber Says:

    Congratulations to you. I loved this story. Jambi will like the m/m in it, too!

  2. jambrea Says:

    Woohoo! Congrats! Wishing you Many sales!

  3. Mary Preston Says:

    WOW!! I’m off to the beach next week & I will have certain images running through my head I tell you now.

  4. Woohoo congrats Rhian! Looking forward to reading this 🙂

  5. Phuong P. Says:

    Congrats on new release! Looking forward to reading this book 🙂

  6. MMMNN good golly Miss Molly.
    Zina

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