The Gaslight Mysteries Series
Gay / Nostalgic Contemporary (1920s-Era) / Fantasy / Action / Adventure / Romantic Comedy / Mystery / Detective / Series
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MICHAEL MC CREE is a horny, roustabout Irishman who is much deeper than his deliberate stereotype suggests. He brilliantly wrangles his way to being the flat-mate, then partner, and finally (he hopes) the lover of
SIMON HART . . . A sullen, angry, fastidious man whose business is the investigation of very private affairs. Too bad he hasn't a clue about investigating his own sexuality, the murder of his former partner, and the real identity of the mysterious Michael who seems bent on seducing him.
In this excerpt told from the point of view of the uptight Simon Hart, his new roomer has invaded not just his private flat but also his office. Instead of his usual dockside garb, Michael is wearing a stylish suit. This sophisticated man presents a whole ’nother challenge, and Simon is more flustered than ever.
Simon could not believe this was the same Michael McCree whom he had seen, bare-chested and dressed in baggy trousers, sprawled across the bed this morning when he opened the roomer’s door. He was, in a word, magnificent.
His thick gold-red hair, now loosed from the bowler, framed his handsome, boyish face and made his golden eyes seem like coins in a treasure chest. The suit jacket, the shirt, the superbly cut trousers—all bespoke a gentleman who knew precisely how to dress.
“You’ve not explained yourself at all.” Simon knew his voice was cracking, but he was beyond caring. This interloper—this barger into a man’s office, this taker of a man’s dignity, even virginity—had to be removed from his life, starting right away. He’d pay him double the rent to leave.
The insides of his mouth felt dry and his stomach fluttered, just once, as Michael took a step closer to him. The large man’s right hand encased his chin, while the fingers of his left hand stroked his bruised lips. And then he drew Simon’s mouth onto his, forcing open his lips and inserting his tongue. Ah, God. A shiver of desire ran down his chest and straight into his groin.
No. This is wrong. This man has to leave. He’s definitely been up to no good—
He began to fight Michael’s embrace, and yet somehow, the other man anticipated every denial and met it with a counterattack. Their groins, both rigid, locked. Michael was holding his butt cheeks in each hand, kneading and rubbing, while he deeply thrust his tongue, back and forth, in and out, in the ageless rhythm of unsatisfied sex. Their thighs ground together in the soft woolen trousers, and Michael began to draw him to his knees, then onto the floor.
“Stop. You cannot—” His voice drowned in Michael’s mouth, and Michael spoke back into his own. “Yes, yes, lad. Oh, yes. Right now. Right here.”
Simon felt like a small boy, powerless against a superior strength. He hadn’t felt that way before. Ever. He’d carefully trained himself to be a victor in every situation. And never once had he resorted to crude sexual encounters. He’d always stood aloof and held back his coarser nature. Now this large rough man would not let him have his way.
“You must stop this charade before I hurt you—”
“Nay, lad. I’ve wanted ye for too long. I promise to be gentle wi’ ye. Come, come, lie here wi’ me.”
Michael began to undress him, button by button, straddling him like a hobbyhorse. Every time Simon rolled or struggled, Michael’s thighs closed in tighter and stilled his movements, as though Simon were cardboard and he were steel. Oh, God, he felt as though he would erupt before Michael could undo the buttons on his fly. Finally, he gave up trying to roll away and watched the other man gently take down his trousers.
Erin O’Quinn earned a BA (English) and MA (Comparative Literature) from the University of Southern California. Her life has been a pastiche of fascinating vocations—newspaper marketing manager, university teacher, car salesperson, landscape gardener—until now, in relative retirement, she writes as she looks upon the drought-starved landscape of central Texas.
In addition to Amber Allure M/M titles Heart to Hart, Noble, Nevada and The Chase, Erin has half a dozen published novels. Of those, two are M/M historicals set in the Ireland of St. Patrick, in a day of badass clansmen, cattle drovers, druids, Saxon mercenaries and more. Those books, in “The Iron Warrior” series, are Warrior, Ride Hard and Warrior, Stand Tall published by Siren Bookstrand.
Four mainstream romances round out the historical novels: “The Dawn of Ireland” trilogy and Fire & Silk, all published by Siren Bookstrand.
Under another author name, she has written a four-book series of YA fantasies.
Erin’s Historical Romances: SirenBookstrand
Including The Iron Warrior (MM) series
Erin’s Contemporary MM Romances:
Heart to Hart on Amber Allure (retro 1920s)
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