Okay, stop humming the theme song to Dallas (or wondering what Dallas is if you’re too young to know) and listen up. J.R. Patrick is a new voice in erotic romance, but holy damn, is it an amazing voice. J.R. writes some of the most scorching m/m out there, and while she only has one book in release at the moment (“Only Yours” a Nap Size Dream at Dreamspinner Press) I hear on the grapevine there’s amore coming (pause for a silent YES!!)
Anyways, we’re doing something a little different with J.R. It’s a progressive excerpt from Only Yours. Now if you’ve come to me straight up, you’ve missed the beginning so head over here (International Heat) to check out J.R’s introductionary blog and reading order and then follow the links until you’re done. Then come back here and thank me for introducing you to one of your new favourite authors. 
It seemed like hours, but moments later, the second dancer drew his mouth away from his partner’s ass and smacked his lips so loudly that each succulent noise caused Dre’s body to shudder. The second dancer reached for a bottle and squirted liquid onto the first dancer’s crack. He held up one finger to the audience and then inserted it slowly into the first dancer’s ass. Dre bit his lip, wishing for a second that he was on stage. The first dancer cried out, writhing around the digit. Dre was right there with him, his cock throbbing in response. The second dancer removed his finger, repeating the demonstration with two fingers, then three. Dre’s lip pulsed; he realized his teeth had dug in and he had to release it before he drew blood.
From here, head on over to Jess Dee’s blog. Happy reading…
