It's my pleasure this week to host the new Total-E-Bound M/M Anthology, Promoted by the Billionaire.
***Goodie Alert***
The Promoted by the Billionaire gang is also throwing a little giveaway this week.
So don't forget to leave those comments!
This is it boys and girls, the last story in the PBTB Anthology.
That might be sad but let me tell you, this crew is going out with a bang!
Vital to Him
by SL Majors
No fraternising…
Billionaire Brenton Marston has
rules meant to keep the boundaries clear. He respects his employees and never
wants anyone to feel as they owe him anything.
Robert Silles, the reformed hoodlum,
has desired his boss for years. Robert has fantasised about introducing Mr
Marston to the pleasures of man on man sex, fucking him and sucking him until
he forgets his numerous stresses.
When his trusted chauffeur suggests
a hook-up, Brenton is stunned, but he knows he shouldn’t be. No one knows him
better than the man who’s seen him at his best as well as his worst.
It shouldn’t surprise him that
Silles knows him and his innermost secrets. In fact, Silles recognised the
truth before Brenton ever.
Silles’ suggestive offer turns Brenton
on. Damn if he isn’t attracted to this broad, handsome, sexy man, in a way he
never wanted anyone else.The question is, will Brenton push aside his inhibitions and reservations? Will he allow his chauffer to give him what he craves? Will he willingly surrender to the orders of his servant?
Excerpt from Vital to Him
Robert straightened his cap and brushed a speck of
dirt off his neatly pressed chauffeur’s jacket before pushing away from the
gleaming black stretch limousine to greet his employer. Stairs were being
pushed up to the small, expensive jet. It would be only a matter of a minute or
so until the plane’s door opened and he finally saw Brenton again. How long had
he been gone this time? Almost a week. To Robert, it could have been a month.
For Colorado in early autumn, the evening was
mild. The sun was setting behind the Rockies to the west, painting the sky with
vivid oranges and purples. Since he was focused on waiting for the door to
open, he barely noticed anything.
After an interminable wait, Brenton emerged.
What Robert wouldn’t give for the opportunity to
help his boss relieve some of his stress. But the mere hint of that would cross
the boundary lines the Marstons kept between them and the hired help.
"Welcome home, sir," Robert shouted above the roar of a departing
plane.
He sincerely meant the greeting. He couldn’t keep
the grin off his face. For the last few days, he’d felt like a little kid
anticipating the arrival of Santa Claus. "How was your flight?" He
moved in to claim the man’s expensive leather briefcase. Some designer label,
he knew. But unless it had something to do with cars, logos meant little to
him.
"Three time zones in five days," Brenton
said.
"The car is cool. I’ve poured you a
whisky."
"You’re a good man, Silles."
It was a fantasy to hear Brenton call him anything
other than his surname. Robert opened the rear door. As Brenton slid inside,
Robert caught a whiff of the man’s scent. He smelled of power, of success, of
ambition, all laced with pheromones. It had musky undertones, and Robert knew
it hadn’t come out of a bottle. Harnessing his thoughts, Robert placed the
briefcase on the carpeted floor and then closed the door.
After stowing the luggage, Robert eased onto
Arapahoe Road and then turned north onto the interstate that would take them
north for a few miles. He cast surreptitious glances in the mirror as he drove.
With his left hand, Brenton loosened his tie,
dragging the knot down to mid-chest. Then he released the top button on his
shirt before exhaling and leaning his head back. Always aware of appearances,
the man generally looked ready to buy a business.
For a moment, Robert fantasised about straddling
the other man and trailing his tongue down the column of Brenton’s throat.
Robert would open each button one at a time, and place his mouth over each bit
of exposed skin. Emboldened by Brenton’s moans, Robert would loosen the man’s
belt, unzip his pants, then roughly take hold of his cock and stroke him off as
Brenton moaned and writhed helplessly.
What can I say except...OH MY!
Author SL Majors
SL Majors shares stories that are meant to take you
on an adventure, weaving tantalize and arouse the senses, shock with detail and
emotion, and, hopefully, make you think. She likes to explore complex
relationship issues in a way that culminates in a believable, satisfying
ending.
From a young age she loved running around the UK
(and unfortunately finding out what nettles are!). She learned that things
aren’t always what they seem. In her stories, she constantly strives to capture
the world’s mystery, beauty, and the trials that make life such a rich
experience.
You can find SL at
The general release date to other book retailers for this little
gem, is April 29th, 2013.
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Well, that's the final story in the Promoted by the Billionaire Anthology.
I'd like to thank SL for stopping by and teasing us with that great excerpt.
Stop by tomorrow for a quick recap of the Anthology and to find out who the lucky winner is.
See you then.
Cheers,
Nancy
Welcome SL!
ReplyDeleteSo glad you shared this great excerpt.