Title: Limits and Stakes
Series: Suit of Harte's, Book Three
Author: Jacqueline Grey
Publisher: NineStar Press
Release Date: 12/21/2020
Heat Level: 3 - Some Sex
Pairing: Male/Male
Length: 32500
Genre: Contemporary, LGBTQIA+, BDSM, Gay, Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Exhibitionism, Bondage, Sensation Play, Professor/Student
Description
Professor Danny Stone doesn’t date students. Though the university does not forbid such relationships, he’d rather be safe than sorry, but with his sparkling blue eyes and silky blond hair, Christopher Owen is a temptation begging him to break the rules. He already bent them when he kissed Chris over winter break.
Spring break will be different. Danny’s plan is to spend the week at a BDSM club a few towns over. Playing with a sub or two who have no connection to his university will do him a world of good, and he can put Chris out of his mind.
But when the first sub that catches his eye turns out to be Christopher, Danny’s willpower is put to the ultimate test. Chris is brand new to the scene and feels safest with Danny. Will Danny be able to introduce him to the wonders of BDSM without crossing too many lines? Or will fate pull them together and show them sometimes rules are destined to be broken?
Thank you so much for having me here today.
As we move from fall to winter, I have been looking at the fallen leaves on my lawn that will eventually be covered in snow, and I am a little sad to see them disappear so soon. I love autumn. I love the colors of the changing leaves and the crisp air of the season. I’ve always loved forests where I can be surrounded by colorful trees, and the thought of that made me think of hiking.
There are a few scenes in Limits and Stakes where Chris Owen and Daniel Stone go hiking. Their hikes are a little…intense, to say the least.
…He finished setting Chris’s clothing in place and turned away, heading toward a sign marking the beginning of a path.
The pressure from the ring, along with his already throbbing need, was overwhelming, and Chris had no idea how he’d walk, let alone hike.
“I’ll turn the vibrator back on if you don’t get a move on,” Stone warned.
Normally the idea of a vibrating plug would have thrilled Chris, but more stimulation at that moment would have killed him. He hurried as best he could after Stone, half waddling, half groaning from the sensation of his pants sliding over his tortured skin.
Stone pushed Chris ahead of him, obviously wanting to enjoy his submissive’s struggle as they hiked. At least it was an easy trail, but in Chris’s predicament, he was soon sweating bullets.
“How long are we hiking?” Chris panted.
“We have a couple of hours before sunset, so we can take our time.”
Chris wanted to fall to his knees and beg. He’d barely last a few more minutes, let alone a couple hours. Thankfully, Stone wasn’t done talking.
“We’ll come to our first rest stop just around the corner.”
“Oh, thank god,” Chris cried in relief.
“God has nothing to do with it. It’s me you should be thanking.”
Grateful wasn’t the emotion Chris wanted to express while his balls felt like melons between his legs.
A few years ago, my best match and I went on vacation to Colorado. The initial inspiration was to go to the Dushanbe Teahouse for the Rocky Mountain Tea Festival. The festival was a lot of fun, and the teahouse is gorgeous, but it wasn’t enough to fill up a week’s vacation. So, after our weekend at the festival we traveled to Estes Park for some hiking. It was beautiful up in the mountains. On one trail we stopped for a snack of fresh bread and dipping oil on a boulder that jutted out from the mountainside. It gave us a beautiful view of the world below which accompanied the meal quite nicely.
“So, you like hiking?”
“I prefer it for exercise rather than a gym.”
“Are your hikes always so…intense?” Chris asked.
The other man smiled. “Sometimes.”
“I’ve never been one for hiking, but I can see myself getting into it now.”
“Not every hike has an orgasm attached.”
“I’ll only sign up for the ones that do.”
My best match often goes hiking. I am sad to say I am less motivated to do so even though there are trails around my home. I need someone to get me out of the house or remind me that hiking is an option of something to do when I have free time. Plus, it’s always nice going hiking with someone else. I hope one day my best match and I will have another vacation where we can discover new trails and pretty views to snack at. Though I think we’ll leave the outdoor orgasms to Chris and Daniel.
Daniel nodded once. “Get some rest. We’ll go in the morning; then I’d like to take you on another hike.”
Chris smiled. “Will this be anything like the last one?”
“Not if you end up being bratty about it, it won’t. Go to sleep.”
Excerpt
Limits and Stakes
Jacqueline Grey © 2020
All Rights Reserved
It was spring break, and Daniel Stone was enjoying a full week of student-free days. Dressed head-to-toe in tight black leather and itching to play, Daniel entered the Lock & Key. The club wasn’t as big as the one he’d been a member of before moving to Georgia, and membership wasn’t as exclusive, but it was well-recommended, and the staff kept an eye out for the patrons. Most of the members seemed to be well-versed in the lifestyle as well, enough to give him the confidence that, if he were to play with someone, they would at least know what they were doing or say something if they didn’t.
The club was a sufficient distance from where he worked, so he didn’t have to worry about being spotted as a familiar face outside of the scene. A BDSM club in a college town was not where a professor wanted to be found, no matter how liberal the residents claimed to be. A five-hour drive and the expense of a hotel room for the week was a worthy price for freedom.
He ordered a bottle of water and scanned the crowd for potential company. A small group of men caught his eye. Two of the three he disregarded immediately, but the third, a lean blond in the skimpiest pair of leather shorts he’d ever seen, held his attention. He was unable to tear his gaze from all that pale skin or the way the leather hugged his perfectly round bottom.
The boy was obviously new to the scene. There was uncertainty in his movements, but he was doing his best to keep up the conversation. Daniel had full confidence the young man would succeed. Anyone brave enough to go out in public in shorts like those could hold a simple conversation.
When the group moved toward the bar, Daniel finally saw the young man’s face. He froze in surprise. Of the students crowding Georgia State University campus, he now faced the one he’d wanted to avoid the most, the one he wanted to forget. Against his better judgment, he intercepted the group.
“Chris,” he said.
Chris Owen looked up at him, startled. His eyes widened in recognition, and his mouth fell open.
“Pr—” He stopped himself just in time. “Mr. Stone.”
