That was only the end of the chapter, not your whole story….
Guess what? I have a new story that’s out today! It’s part of the Turn The Page…. donation anthology. There are three much needed charities that the proceeds go to—all are dedicated to suicide prevention and awareness: Prevent Suicide Wisconsin (run by the Mental Health America of WI), The Trevor Project, and the Suicide Prevention Resource Center of UWM (Life Happens. UWM Cares – Milwaukee).
Happy Birthday To Me
(from the Turn The Page…. donation anthology)
by Tempeste O’Riley
M/M BDSM Contemporary Erotic Romance
Publisher: Abbey of the Brew City Sisters
Cover Artist: Jess Small
Release Date: October 7, 2016 (ebook/print)
Length: Novel / 270 pages
When Dave’s best friend drags him out for his birthday—nearly kicking and screaming, he finds more than he expected at Sovereign, the BDSM club he half owned but had refused to step foot in for two years other than for administrative things while it was closed. He didn’t go to clubs. He didn’t sub anymore. Period.
Well… until he sees Master Nicky. Then his plans for his birthday change and he decides that maybe giving himself a present, might not be quite such a bad idea after all.
About the Anthology (Idea behind the project):
Turn The Page…. began as a simple idea and grew from there. No matter how bad things seem to be, just turn the page, there’s more—better—things to come. This is only one chapter in your life. It’s not the whole story. With this simple idea, Novice Sister Eroti-Quill—whom most know better as Tempeste O’Riley—began their quest to help Suicide Prevention and Awareness programs in their area. They managed to con (excuse me, convince) other authors to donate their time and stories to the project, and now, many months later, Turn The Page is born!
The authors in this anthology donated their talent as a way to support Eroti-Quill’s hope for others, to help bring strength to programs that so desperately need funding. It will allow them show those that need support but may not have it, or that may be afraid to reach out, just how much love and understanding surrounds them. Turn The Page…. is a diverse range of stories about the journey of love, hope, and acceptance.
M/M, F/F, Transgender, Genderfluid
Contemporary, Urban Fantasy, Paranormal, BDSM, Romance
(Each story is unique and special, so the genre varies wildly. All are LGBTQ)
by Tempeste O’Riley, Dianne Hartsock, Nikki Prince, Grace R. Duncan, Sue Brown, Aine P Massie, Carole Cummings, Hope Ryan, Mark Zubro, Antonia Aquilante, D. Zander Crane
“Damn, does he always sound like he’s having sex when he eats spicy chocolate?” Nicky asked someone, drawing Dave’s attention away from his treat.
“Huh? What?” he asked, then carefully licked the edge of one of the tines of his fork that still held a bit of the frosting. No way was he wasting any of this cake.
“You, boy,” Nicky replied. “You sound like your own private orgy over there with your cake. I’m wondering if there’s something different in yours or if you always sound like that.”
“With chocolate that has chilis in it in a proper balance and is high-quality? Yeah, pretty much,” Jase answered for him.
Price, a Dom he’s subbed for a few times before he had become Rex’s boy—though they’d parted ways on good terms—was also at the table. He smiled as he commented, “He’s an amazing cook. This is good, but his version is even better.”
Dave ducked his head, his face hot and his hands twitchy as he fought to not do something embarrassing. He startled when a booted foot suddenly nudged his feet apart. Dave looked up and realized it had to be Nicky. He mouthed “what?” to which Nicky raised his foot so he could run is up and down Dave’s calf and thigh.
Gulping, Dave nodded and spread his legs a little wider, giving Nicky access. He had said he wanted to know him more and had kind of openly shown that he might want to play. He hadn’t expected Nicky—Master Nicky? Um…. He’d just stick with Sir for now. Yeah, that would work, he hoped.—to take him up on his interest without talking at all first. But, this wasn’t really a scene, and he wasn’t saying no, so….
“Dave? Shouldn’t you say thank you to Master Price?” Jase looked at him with that same mother hen stare he had off and on for two years now. Dave knew why, and the reminder made him want to cover his marred wrist, the one he thought about having a tattoo put on to cover the mistake he’d made. But, he was a teacher and so he didn’t get one.
Pushing away the painful memories and trying to not let what Nicky was doing to him under the table show on his face, Dave cleared his throat and turned back to Price and said, “My apologies. Thank you. Maybe I will make my own cake next year and bring it in to share, now that it seems I’m having my party here from now on.” He fought a groan when Nicky pushed with the toe of his boot against Dave’s groin. He closed his eyes for a moment and let out a shaky breath that he hoped the others would think was him stealing himself for what he was saying. “Maybe I’ll even make some of the ice cream and such I used to make to go with it next time.”
There was a round of eager replies and wishes that he would do just that, even from the ones he didn’t know. It seemed that his deserts were well known, even in his absence. Huh!
The men continued to chat, though Dave only really focused on Nicky. Well, and Nicky’s boot in his lap that every so often would press on his groin or do a series of taps, making him insanely hard, then press hard again, trapping his hard cock, driving him insane with want and need. The Dom was good, he had to give him that. He hadn’t touched him with his skin and had him on edge once or twice, even though they were just talking. Sorta.
“So, what do you teach, Dave?” Nicky asked at one point.
“Hmm?” It took a moment to drag his focus away from his dick and Nicky’s boot. “Um, finance, accounting, and the AP versions as well. I also head the GSA at the school. I’m hoping next year to have a co-leader, but so far, no luck. We have some new hires coming in, so maybe I can con one of the newbies,” he added with a soft chuckle. He wouldn’t actually do that to someone just coming in, but it was fun to threaten. It would be nice to have help, but that was true of so many things in life.
Just as the thoughts started getting to him, Nicky pressed on his dick again, distracting him and focusing his attention squarely on what he hoped they might get up to later.
“Mmm…. So a sexy sub, an excellent cook, if your friends are to be believed, and a brain to go with. I can’t wait to unwrap you,” Nicky purred.
Dave tried to respond, but all he managed was a manly squeak.
Homo-Erotic Romance Author, Tempeste O’Riley is an out and proud pansexual genderfluid whose best friend growing up had the courage to do what they couldn’t – defy the hate and come out. He has been their hero ever since. Tempe is a hopeless romantic who loves strong relationships and happily-ever-afters. They count their friends, family, and Muse as their greatest blessings in life.
Tempe is also a PAN member of Romance Writers of America®, Rainbow Romance Writers, and WisRWA.