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The Butler Kissed Me
A Boyfriends Past Story
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Durée : 31 min
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On my very first afternoon of moving in to live in the grand London mansion, I wasn’t expecting to be kissed.... Well, I was by my millionaire boyfriend, but certainly not by his butler! Right in the blue dressing room, Peters, the seemingly proper English butler, kissed me full on, with tongue! I returned downstairs to my love-struck millionaire Henry Alden who was waiting for me with cocktail in hand, ready to pour one for me, which I now really needed. I didn't say anything about the kiss, I had only just arrived and I certainly didn’t want to begin by causing a scene.
At the Rainbow Ranch in Sundown Valley, Cowboy Cole seemed like a jar of cider that had been screwed tight so long it had turned hard, alcoholic, and highly intoxicating. As a result, the lid was ready to pop off, and now neither Cole nor I knew what was next…but he had a feeling of quiet excitement…like a dog let off his leash…and so did I. It felt like both of us were a loaded pair of six guns in unpredictable hands….
One afternoon, out of the blue, there was Peter with the smooth toned swimmers body...full lush lips, speaking of sensational kissing - in the literal meaning of sensational...and of kissing...How I met Peter Paterson was kind of cute...like a meet-cute in a movie script...It was at a old time Greenwich village gay piano bar known as The Duplex with a long bar and piano downstairs and a small cabaret space upstairs...One day I was there in there late afternoon, which was unusual, I don’t remember exactly why, killing time before meeting a friend probably.
While the man who’d brought me to Florida was on his own adventures, I found my way to some gay dance bar. Being as shy as I generally am, I am not sure how I got to dancing with the tall cute guy. He must have asked me, because like I said, I’m shy. Drinking generally makes me even more shy. However, it happened, in the way meetups in clubs do. Attraction met attraction, and late that night, out of the club we went. With me ultimately ending up on a side street in the backseat of his car, heatedly exchanging kisses with this incredibly gorgeous college boy until dawn.
Alexander Kingston wasn’t destined to lead the East Territory pack, but fate had other ideas. Becoming the next Alpha in his dead brother’s place and managing his father’s expectations is a challenge, one that’s only getting harder with time. Marrok Blain is part of the North Territory pack. With his unique knowledge of the Slow Death, the disorder that slowly kills with every shift, he offers help, knowing he’ll be met with resistance from his friend’s pack. What he doesn’t expect is the pull to the stubborn yet undeniably gorgeous son of the East Territory Alpha.
Brandan Fielding looked like a tall, skinny schoolboy who’d escaped from a Dickens novel when I met him at the Salisbury, Leicester Square - a Ye Olde Pub in the book/theater district. A historic pub, the Salisbury isn't strictly gay, but at certain times it seems to have a high tide of thirsty gay men. I was charmed by its interior opulence of etched and polished glass and carved woodwork, and I was hoping there would be charming English men, too. Our eyes met in warm understanding of attraction. I learned his name was Brandan Fielding (very Dickens).
Andrea grinned playfully when she talked about flirting with “the sandwich shop poet” as she called him. The same kind of grin I may have had when I began to flirt with him too. She had talked a lot about this really cute guy before I met him. So, he had quite a buildup in my mind, like a trailer for a movie…I was very curious to see how handsome this person was; Jamison Chevy, the very attractive young guy who was a waiter at Alvin’s a sandwich shop on the university campus.
It was not my intention to end up in bed with a British lord, especially when he was someone else’s boyfriend. But I was only 24 and on my own in London, and…well…one thing lead to another. When a handsome, suave gay aristocrat with a family castle and a fabulous townhouse in Belgravia with lots of charm and lots of wine wants to cross the bounds of friendship and the buttons and zips of your clothes…and you are very young and blond and not as sophisticated as you think you are…you soon discover what happens in movies and books is not how things happen in real life.
James, hoping to recover from a broken heart (broken by both girl and a boy), has taken off from college and rented a caretaker’s cottage in a cemetery on the edge of a small town, where he plans to work on his master’s thesis in what seems to be a setting of ideal quiet. But James’ sensitivity unexpectedly allows him to hear the voices of the various spirits who inhabit the cemetery along with him. He proceeds to change his thesis to "A History of American Gravestone Carvings" and designate himself the related task of writing down the stories of the ghosts he encounters.
Like every teenager Parker, fantasized about hot music stars and boy band cuties, but sometimes you don’t get what you wish - for you get something better! Mac Drummond was not the band’s front man, but he was gay, attractive, and had a sexy accent. As Mac’s eyes took in the very cute young blonde guy at the bar, sitting in the crowd looking nervous, young, lost, and adorable, he felt both a strong pull of attraction and oddly protective. When the boy finally met his gaze as he stared at him, Mac felt a warm rush, like he was winter and this kid was spring.
Mark is a handsome and troubled young man seeking help from a therapist to escape the damage school bullying has done to him and find a way forward. Trying a new therapist can be a gamble, but surprisingly, the stodgy and skeptical Dr. Myron might be the loser when he discovers the magic of a kiss.
This time his Andy had to be back at his Air Force base in 24 hours. Roger thought to himself, 24 hours seems a lifetime. The handsome young soldier stood in the middle of Grand Central Station watching the hands move slowly on the grand gold clock atop the round information booth. He felt as if he was watching his life tick by...When your country is in a war, a world war; every day is a lifetime. It felt as if Roger had been waiting all his life to find a man to love him, indeed he had been. For men in the military to love was very secret and rare...
It had been two years since Cade Dawson passed away from leukemia, but his presence remained strong in small town Dove Grey, Texas. Coming home was probably too soon for many folks, but Annika Tinder hoped people could put the rumors and assumptions aside so that she could open her dream spa in her childhood home. She’d grown a lot since she first left - had a thicker skin now, and she'd need it. So what if people thought she had a sex-capade with the sexiest Dawson brother? She was willing to face the fire to get what she wanted.
The beginning of another long winter after the Civil War has begun in New Orleans, but this time it's different. Unexplained, abhorrent deaths - ravaged bodies found in the French Quarter - are becoming far too common, even for the Crescent City. Soon, a group of mysterious soldiers descend upon the city to help end the savage acts, before the precarious peace of the Postbellum South dies by the light of the moon.
Candy, Murder, and Just Desserts: Cozy Mystery with Recipes
Cookie Berelli Cozy Mysteries, Book 2
Carolyn Chambers Clark
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Guy Veryzer, Victoria Taylor
Durée : 7 h et 11 min
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Cookie Berelli, Brooklyn-born smart-mouth, and plus-size owner of a dress design studio for full-figured women is back in this second mystery in the series. Cookie's preparing for a spring Flaunt Your Fashion show, when she finds her head dress cutter dead in her design studio.
Lord Moonstone wants a lover, and it happens a handsome young artist walks into his life. In the estate's mansion, there are many vast and lovely rooms lonely until now hen Christopher Vermillion begins to dare Lord M to play new imaginative games and dares to risk his inhibitions.... Jess Moonstone wants to be enchanted, but domination wasn’t in his dreams....
It was seeing a young Adonis in the flesh when the tall, lean, tan figure of Jeff Mead ran past Bart Benson that sunny May morning in 1959. Married man that he was then, he reacted in a way that jolted him. It was as if he had been dozing all his life and had suddenly come wide awake.
My lover is a wolf shifter...which took a lot of getting used to. It still does. So, be careful what you wish for. I wished for an exciting handsome boyfriend, and now, I have a huge amount of fur to clean out of the shower if Peter transitions in the shower.
A beautiful, wealthy heiress finds herself daydreaming of meeting her prince charming. One day, there is a knock on the door of her lonely mansion - a gentleman caller at long last. She loves to play hostess; she is very old-fashioned in her tastes, serving sherry and cookies as her parents had. The handsome young man seems to enjoy them very much and gets quite tipsy. He is always intoxicated by the diamonds she wears. The afternoon passes as she shares tales of her family’s tragic history that left her orphaned at a young age.
An attractive salesman who works in the fine gift department in one of New York's most expensive stores dreams of taking his pleasure with a sexy guy on the counter that's filled with hundreds of thousands of dollars worth of jewelry and watches. Is Jeff is the incredibly handsome new salesman hired for the holiday season, the one to gift him his fantasy?