Welcome to Tuesday Teasers with ZA Maxfield! This week we have author Zane Adams joining us!
Fans of Teaser Tuesdays know what’s going to happen here:
I’ll post a snippet from one of Zane Adams’ books with the character names asterisked out.
Your mission is to guess which of Zane’s books the excerpt comes from! Email your answer to me, zamaxfield (at) zamaxfield DOT com. Please be sure to put “Teaser Tuesday” in the subject line! I’ll draw a random winner each week. It’s that simple! Come play along… If you guess correctly, you’ll be entered to win a prize!
Here’s a little bit about Zane Adams:
Zane Adams lives in the United States and writes sexy stories that push the boundaries. You can connect with him on Facebook.
HERE’s the snippet:
“You can touch me,” he whispered.
Maybe it was because this was the first blond guy I’d seen in months, or his sweet smile, I was rendered dumb. He took my hand and placed it on his hip. I shivered at the soft slide of his skin against my fingers. He pushed me until I ran into a couch. I stopped, and when he put pressure on my shoulder, I dropped to the seat.
He moved between my legs and leaned in close. “I’m ****, by the way, but I dance as ^^^^.”
I heard the words he said, but they didn’t really register. **** smiled down at me like I was a pet. He had a look on his face that made me think he considered me too simple to be any type of threat. Really, I kind of was too simple. The beautifully smooth flesh stretched out above me was more magical than anything I’d ever seen. I’d dreamt of a guy like this, but not having anyone to touch had left me crazy with need.
**** started moving, grinding his hips, swaying, and dipping close, his dick rubbing against my jeans right where my stiff cock throbbed. At first he was soft with his moves, barely grazing my body as he danced. I watched the way his hips gyrated, memorizing the curves and hollows of his body with my fingers, but my gaze kept straying back to his main attraction, a gorgeously thick cock that I wanted in my hands. In less than a minute, he was rock hard, long, and magnificent. The head was flat and glistening with precum. A thick vein ran along the top then curved to the left. I imagined how my hand would feel around his dick, my fingers barely touching as I stroked him slowly. His balls were hairless, and I wondered what his taint looked like. I wanted to slide my tongue over his sac, searching for all of his sensitive spots.
I glanced up and caught his gaze. He gulped in air at the same time I did. I hadn’t expected to see heat reflected in his eyes. Sure, I’d been without a man for a long time, almost any guy would get me to this state. Well, not any, but I was a primed pump. We were both breathing hard, and my hands cupped his ass, pulling him close. There was no resistance. **** angled his head and brushed his lips over mine. That kiss was the beginning of the end.
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Thanks for joining us, Zane!
If you think you know what book this excerpt came from, don’t forget to email ZAM at zamaxfield (at) zamaxfield DOT com with your guess!