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Black Point Forever

Black Point

eXtasy Books

Heat Rating: SIZZLING
Word Count: 25,894
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Matt and Thomas have the life of their dreams. Successful writers and movie producers, they are the proud parents of baby Rose Elise Carter who is a dream child until she suddenly becomes gravely ill. Diagnosed with a rare bone marrow disease, none of their family members are compatible donors for the little girl. Her surrogate mom has disappeared and can't be found. Rose's cousin Daphne is a match but is deemed too young to withstand the painful donor process.

When Matt bumps into Thomas's long-lost love, Daniel, in a fit of torment he confesses their nightmare. Daniel offers to submit himself. He's a match. Will Thomas fall once again for Daniel or will love, like Black Point, belong to Matt…forever?

This book was formerly published and has been re-released.

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Excerpt

“Are you crazy? We’ve got a house full of people and you want to have sex right here…right now?”

Thomas stood at the kitchen sink, champagne bottle in hand, about to pop the cork. The champagne wasn’t the only thing about to blow.

“Matt…”

He gazed down at his husband who’d dropped to his knees, snuffling at Thomas’s fly like a deranged pig who’d found the tastiest truffles. Ever.

“Sweetie,” Matt said, glancing up, his expression sulky. “You promised you’d go commando.” He dug into Thomas’s jeans, reaching for his cock now hardening inside his boxer briefs.

“It’s uncomfortable,” Thomas said. “I like…ugh…”

Matt’s mouth connected with his cock head. Thomas almost dropped the bottle. It was good champagne. Expensive champagne, actually. If he dropped it, heads would er…roll.

Man, why do I get erotic thoughts the second I’m near him? Why are we so insatiable? Oh…that feels fucking great. Just enjoy it. Feel lucky.

Hunting around for fresh reasons to gripe about Matt’s manic attack, he glanced outside the window at the family tableau on the back porch of their Black Point house. New Year’s Day and their entire family was here celebrating 2011 Hawaiian style. Although it was winter, the sun poked through the low clouds and apart from a slight chill and some late-afternoon winds, this had been the perfect holiday weather. Considering almost the entire rest of the US was iced over, Thomas felt a pang of guilt.

I couldn’t really be this happy, could I?

The noises Matt made indicated that yeah, he could. He put the bottle down on the counter and grabbed Matt’s head. Matt’s mouth tightened on Thomas’s cock. He felt the hot warmth flood his hard shaft. He pulled back, Matt releasing him with a pop.

Ryan, Matt’s twin brother, stuck his head into the kitchen window.

“Is that the champagne popping?”

His gaze locked on Thomas’s now-glazed expression.

“Gimme that bottle, you shameless hussy,” Ryan teased.

Thomas handed it over, teetering as Matt sucked him all the way into his mouth again. Thomas’s own mouth had quit working.

“Burgers are done,” Matt’s father, Baxter, shouted. The smell of charbroiled chicken and turkey burgers seemed to make Thomas’s engine rev a little more.

“What the hell is in the water here?” Ryan muttered, shaking his head. “You two are always at it.”

He didn’t say this unkindly, but Thomas sensed some jealousy. Thomas and Matt had their adorable baby, Rose, but at seven months, she had started to sleep longer and didn’t throw herself on her sleeping parents first thing every morning like Ryan and Cole’s little girl, Daphne.

“Oh, God,” Thomas rasped as Matt dug into Thomas’s underpants and grabbed his balls. Oh, man, his husband meant business. Matt sucked with gusto, releasing Thomas’s cock with another pop that just happened to coincide with Ryan popping the champagne. The sound sent Thomas flying.

“Now!” he roared, coming so hard, he saw stars as Matt quickly swallowed him again. Thomas rocked back on his heels, Matt holding onto his balls.

“Fuck,” he said as Matt held him in his throat, coaxing every last spasm from him. “I taught you well, boy.”

Matt came off his cock, laughing. “I think I taught you a thing or two, buddy.”

Thomas pulled him to his feet and kissed him.

Matt wiped his mouth. “Hey, I got us a new toy to play with tonight.”

“Yeah? What’s that?” Thomas parked his still-hard cock back in his jeans. Now, this was uncomfortable. His cock wanted to keep playing hide-me-sausage, but it would have to wait.

Matt picked up the glasses they’d come into the kitchen for just as Cole rapped on the window.

“We still need three glasses.”

“Coming,” Thomas said.

“I thought you already did.” Matt’s grin earned him a swat on the butt and another kiss.

“What toy did you get?” Thomas asked. The house was filled with toys and other opened presents. And Christmas tree needles. And sand and…edible condoms.

He stared at the package. “Why did you get edible condoms?”

“Well, they looked tasty.”

“But we don’t use condoms,” Thomas reminded him.

“Oh, but baby, you’ll need them when you fuck our virgin cabana boy, Juan.”

Thomas raised a brow. “Our virgin cabana boy?”

“Si, señor.” Matt gave him a suggestive wink.

“Do we have a virgin cabana boy?”

Matt stared at him. “Yes.” He pointed to himself.

“Oh, I see. I was getting all excited there for a minute. I thought you were giving me permission to screw around.”

Matt’s eyes narrowed. “You want permission to screw around?”

“Only my virgin cabana boy. Now what does a virgin cabana boy wear?” Thomas pushed a strand of damp hair from Matt’s eye. Sometimes he couldn’t believe he’d married such a hot and handsome guy.

“Whatever you want him to wear.”

Thomas laughed.

“I don’t want him to wear much. Especially when I want to fuck him.”

“Of course.” Matt grinned.

“So, I’m supposed to wear the condom and fuck you…I mean, Juan…and then what?”

“When you come, I eat the condom and all your lovely juice…like one big, giant chocolate milkshake.”

“Vraiment?” Thomas slipped into French. Matt was one constant surprise, lately.

“So, when do I—”

“Glasses!” Ryan roared from the window. “Whores!”

“He just called me a whore,” Thomas said. “He must know I screw cabana boys.”

“You are a whore, lover. My whore.” Matt turned on his heel and walked outside.

Thomas followed, feeling quite mellow after his surprise blowjob. Matt always kept things spicy. Now Thomas could picture Juan, the cabana boy, and decided the guy would have to sneak into his bedroom in a skimpy g-string. Yeah. Body oil might be nice…bit of a rubdown…

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