Talking with MA Church




How to Make the Perfect BDSM Relationship:
Ingredients-
1.      One slightly bored Dom
2.      One untrained sub
3.      Chemistry
4.      The desire to learn about the lifestyle.
5.      Leather

Place the couple in a sexual relationship, add leather, and stir together. Add some flogging, spanking, cuffs, and subspace then mix together to taste. Turn the heat up to high and bring couple to a boil. Immediately remove from heat before the couple combusts. Let sit, undisturbed, until the relationship starts to jell. Gently tease until the couple is combined and smooth. For added taste, whisk in whipped cream until the sub begs for mercy.
Allow the couple to work through problems then serve and enjoy.



~Photo courtesy of Gregory Anton http://rav-photography.com
Many thanks to the model, Ben. J


Wrapped in Leather #3
"D/s is about relationships--trust and communication. It is not always about love. It is not always about orgasms. But it should always include communication--frank, honest, potentially hurtful, potentially freeing and enlightening communication."
~Screamer

Release date: January 3rd
Cover Artist: Paul Richmond
   

Blurb:
To celebrate his decision to take the next step with his boyfriend Ian, Toshi Baylor plans a romantic evening at their favorite steak house. Toshi starts the special weekend with a bang by surprising Ian at home with lunch. There’s a bang all right, but it’s between Ian and another guy. 
Jase Taylor’s auto repair shop and the BDSM club, Wrapped Up, keep him busy while he waits for Mr. Right, instead of Mr. Right Now. He’s a Dom, but playing with the club’s submissives isn’t providing the usual stress release. After a day from hell, he deserves a good meal at his favorite steak house. 

Toshi and Jase find a mix-up with their reservations: a table for Baylor, not Taylor. When Toshi invites Jase to dine with him, they discover a mutual affection for leather and a shared belief that trust must be earned. 

Before they can explore their common interests, Toshi suffers a series of attacks by vandals. Jase’s protective instincts kick in, but both wonder if it can lead to anything permanent.


Excerpt:
There wasn’t anything that shouted gay, but Jase’s gaydar was pretty good and it had been screeching like a banshee when he first saw Toshi. His eyes lingered on the guy across from him: mixed Asian heritage, slightly on the small side, dark hair, and well built. Nice all the way around, and he definitely interested Jase, which was a shock. He usually preferred his men with blond hair. And Toshi looked cute with flushed cheeks. He wondered just how far down that flush…. Jase cut the thought off.
“So you want to talk about it?”
The pretty blush faded from Toshi’s cheeks. “I’d planned to ask my boyfriend to move in with me about a month ago. It didn’t happen. What did happen was I dropped by his apartment after my dentist appointment was canceled, and I caught him in bed with someone.”
Jase cringed. Of all the things he’d expected, this hadn’t made the list and shit, the guy was fresh out of a relationship to boot. Not a good thing. The perfectly cooked steak turned to ash in his mouth. They were about done with their meal; maybe he should just cut his losses and scoot. He looked back at the man across the table from him and canceled the thought. He wasn’t ready to leave.
“Man, Toshi, I’m really sorry. I should’ve kept my mouth shut.”
Toshi’s mouth was pinched into a tight line. “I knew something wasn’t right, but I ignored it. Ignored it for way too long. The signs were there, and I… I feel stupid, and my ego is bruised some. But you know, as upset as I was, I’m not that upset now.”
Jase caught the waiter’s eye and motioned him over. “Okay, we’re both driving, so no more drinking. But—”
“Is there something else, sir?” the waiter asked. “Dessert, maybe?”
“Yeah, bring us that big, gooey chocolate cake thing with the ice cream and the white stuff on the top,” Jase said. “Bring coffee with it. Add it, and his meal, to my bill.”
Toshi’s eyes followed the waiter as he walked away, a shy smile teasing his lips. “Jase, you didn’t have to do that, really. But thank you.”
Jase shifted in the booth, trying to find a comfortable position to accommodate the swelling in his jeans. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d been this affected by a simple smile. But damn, Toshi had a nice smile. Jase noticed the button-up shirt Toshi wore was open at the throat, and what little of his chest he could see looked to be smooth.
Jase’s dick swelled more as he imagined that smooth chest lying bare before him, and that blush of his, dear God. When he blushed, it was all Jase could do not to pull Toshi up on the table, pull his jeans off, tie those slim legs open and have him for dessert. He’d look good covered in chocolate, some cream of Jase’s making, and Toshi could supply the… ah, nuts.
Jesus.

Author bio:
M.A. Church lives in the southern United States and spent many years in the elementary education sector. She is married to her high school sweetheart and they have two children. Her hobbies are gardening, walking, attending flea markets, watching professional football, racing, and spending time with her family on the lake.
But her most beloved hobby is reading. From an early age, she can remember hunting for books at the library. Later nonhuman and science fiction genres captured her attention and drew her into the worlds the authors had created. But always at the back of her mind was the thought that one day, when the kids were older and she had more time, she would write a book.
By sheer chance she stumbled across a gay male romance story on the web and was hooked. A new world opened up and she fell in love. Thus the journey started. When not writing or researching, she enjoys reading the latest erotic and mainstream romance novels.

My links:
Twitter @nomoretears00

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