Category Archives: Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition
Okay, my lovelies, I have a huge favor to ask of you. Writing is its own reward, but I’ll freely admit that exterior validation is nice, too. 😀 So if you like my work and want to fill me with the creative spirit (or just make me giggle like a three-year-old), nominating my works in the Second Annual Evernight Reader’s Choice Awards is the way to go! Plus, if you nominate works you’ll get a chance to win a $25 Evernight GC!
I’m eligible in the following categories (eligible works are listed):
1. Evernight Book of the Year: Two to Tango, Planet Alpha: Assassin, Trickster (my personal favorite is Two to Tango)
2. Favorite Evernight author: Nicola Cameron
3. Best Evernight series: Since Olympic Cove 2 isn’t out yet, I would suggest Planet Alpha.
4. Favorite Evernight Hero: Rory MacLellan or Dmitri Grigoryev from Two to Tango; Delaney Smith or Mark Fellows from Trickster; Peter Loeffler or John Quincy from “The Art of Grant Management” in Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition; Taric, Zhan, or Duncan Shea from Planet Alpha: Assassin (my personal favorite is Rory MacLellan)
6. Evernight book with the best HEA (Happily Ever After) ending: See #1 (my personal favorite is Two to Tango)
7. Best Evernight cover: See #1
11. Best in Category: Anthologies: Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition
14. Best in Category: Erotic: See #1
15. Best in Category: Fantasy: Trickster
16. Best in Category: Futuristic: Planet Alpha: Assassin, Two to Tango
17. Best in Category: Gay: See #1
23. Best in Category: Menage: Planet Alpha: Assassin
26. Best in Category: Paranormal: Trickster
28. Best in Category: Sci-Fi: Two to Tango
33. Best in Category: Planet Alpha: Planet Alpha: Assassin
Now go forth, my pretties, and nominate!
Today I’m participating in Sizzling PR’s blog tour for Evernight Publishing’s seriously sexy new anthologies, Executive Assistant and Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition. Since my story “The Art of Grant Management” appears in EA:ML, that’s what we’ll be focusing on today.
Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition
Unleash your naughty side with Evernight’s Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition anthology…
These sizzling hot stories dare to explore the taboo world of office romance. From X-rated job interviews, controlling Doms, to the unprofessional use of office furniture—these seven stories have it all.
Our bestselling authors are determined to make you squirm. You may never see the office the same way again!
Cat Blaine, JC Holly, Xondra Day, Nicola Cameron, Noelle Keaton, Pelaam, Nikka Michaels
Excerpt from “The Art of Grant Management”
Peter pushed the Men’s Room door open, ready to argue. “I do not appreciate being ignored when you’re the one–” he started.
And stopped, breath clogging in his throat. A shirtless John Quincy stood at one of the sinks, scrubbing angrily at a large oily stain on his Oxford button-up and cursing under his breath.
Half-naked, the short man was disconcertingly muscular, with broad shoulders and lean, well-defined arms. But it was his torso that was truly a thing of beauty. Peter’s mouth abruptly went dry as he studied the delineation of muscle, ligament, and bone that made up John Quincy’s midsection. Oh, damn me. That’s just not fair.
The administrative assistant looked up and spotted him. “I’ll be with you in a minute,” he grumbled. “Aleksis ran right into me and splashed this shit all over my shirt. And it reeks.”
“Ah.” Peter took a tentative sniff, then winced. “Glutaraldehyde, I believe. You won’t be able to get it out of a shirt.”
Quincy scowled, holding up the soaking shirt. A pale, greasy looking stain was still very obvious across the chest. “Goddamn it. I liked this shirt, too.”
Still muttering, he started wringing out the fabric. The motion did wonderful things to his obliques, and Peter had a sudden, utterly insane urge to step closer and press his lips to one pale shoulder, tasting smooth skin and salt. He could trail down across the firm curve of a pectoral muscle, listening to Quincy’s soft, surprised noise as he mouthed a nipple, before moving to the low valley between pectorals, a fine line of dark hair prickling against his lips as he kissed his way down—
He realized the other man had stopped wringing and was staring back at him. “What?”
“Uh, you’re giving me a weird look.” Quincy glanced down at his chest, then at his reflection in the mirrors over the sinks. “Do I still have some of that crap on me?”
Peter sucked in a long, deep breath through his nose. The pungency of glutaraldehyde, the astringent scents of cleaning products, the lingering biological odors of the room’s raison d’etre. None of it squashed his newborn lust the way he’d hoped. “No. It’s just—I wasn’t expecting you to be so…”
The other man raised an eyebrow, obviously expecting another of Peter’s usual insults. “Pale?” he snarked. “Freckled? You already knew I was a runt, so that can’t come as a surprise.”
“Muscular,” Peter managed. “You’re muscular.” Dear Christ, you’re gorgeous. Bernini would be reaching for a hammer and chisel at this point.
“Oh.” Quincy’s brows lowered in surprise, and for a moment Peter panicked that he’d said the thought out loud. “Uh. Yeah, well, when you’re 5’7” and a smartass, you learn to hit the gym if you don’t want to get the shit kicked out of you on a regular basis.”
“I see.” Peter let his gaze trail down, to the lovely V-shaped crease of the inguinal ligaments. It was one of his favorite spots on the male body, and Quincy’s were beautifully defined. Unable to resist, he studied how they disappeared under the man’s waistband, a natural arrowhead leading to the groin and— Oh.
To his shock, he realized Quincy was slightly tumescent, the outline of what looked like a very respectable cock just pressing against the twill fabric. With an effort, he dragged his attention away from the mouthwatering bulge, back to the other man’s face. It was flushed, and Quincy’s green irises had shrunk to a thin line, almost disappearing around the dilated pupil. An artery in the administrative assistant’s throat pulsed to an accelerated beat as his chest rose and fell more rapidly, pale pink nipples tightening and turning into tiny rivets.
Pupillary dilation. Flushed skin, increased respiration and heartbeat. Erectile response. The unconscious reflexes of physical attraction. He wants me, too. Peter felt a rush of elation lighting up his nerve endings with an unholy delight.
A simple experiment came to mind. He stepped forward, licking his lips. As he’d hoped, Quincy stared at his mouth, reflexively mimicking him. “Um, was there something else you wanted?” the administrative assistant asked.
That question again. The answer made Peter breathless. You, spread out naked on my desk so that I can examine every inch of you, then run my tongue over those inches for good measure. I want you hard and in my mouth, babbling incoherently as I savor your precum and suck you deep into my throat. I want your knees hooked over my arms, wrecked and helpless to do anything else but lie there and moan as I push into you. I want to make you scream my name so loudly the entire center can hear it.
I want you to belong to me.
Where to buy
Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition
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Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition is definitely doing well — not only is it a bestseller at Bookstrand and All Romance eBooks, it’s also #10 on Amazon’s GLBT Short Stories bestseller list. Which is good, because, well…
Evernight Publishing’s new anthologies Executive Assistant and Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition are now available on their website, and will be available from All Romance eBooks, Bookstrand, and Amazon on June 20.
As well as some delicious stories from a collection of brilliant writers, Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition also includes my naughty contemporary M/M short story “The Art of Grant Management.” I always knew those years of administering NSF grants would eventually come in handy.
Straitlaced scientist Dr. Peter Loeffler and freewheeling administrative assistant John Quincy are the Odd Couple of the Kenilworth Research Center; their ongoing battles over funding are the stuff of legend, and their bickering can be heard up and down the hallways of the center. But in the aftermath of a very important site visit, the scientist and the admin find out that they may have more in common than they first assumed.
Happy Hump Day! Let’s celebrate it with another wonderful Mid Week Tease, courtesy of the lovely and talented Sandra Bunino. This week, I’ll be sharing a teaser from “The Art of Grant Management,” which was just purchased this week by Evernight for their Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition antho, woohoo!
Enjoy, and make sure to hit the list after the teaser to see other great Mid Week Teases!
Peter sent the email, then started pacing his office, hoping that the (admittedly subtle) message would be received correctly.
His hopes were fulfilled as a sharp staccato knock sounded on the door. It opened and Quincy peered around it. “You bellowed?”
For a millisecond, Peter hesitated. The admin looked tired, which was hardly surprising after the day they’d all had. Then again, fortune favors the brave. The worst he’ll say is no. “Come in, please.”
The admin did, closing the door behind him. Peter very deliberately leaned past him and turned the lock.
Quincy glanced over his shoulder at the locked door. “Let me guess — you’ve snapped from the pressure and you’re going to strangle me with the tubing from a Bunsen burner,” he quipped, going for a joking tone and not quite making it. “I should warn you, three different people saw me walk in here. You’ll never get away with it.”
Peter wanted to smile at the other man’s obvious nervousness. I’m right, I know I’m right. “I just wanted to talk to you in private, that’s all.”
“Oh. Talk.” Watching Quincy’s face go from casual to worried, then back to a mock casual that didn’t hide the worry very well, would have been hilarious in any other situation. The admin shoved his hands in his pants pockets, squinting up at Peter. “Uh, yeah, okay. So, uh, what do you want to talk about?”
“This.” Moving deliberately, he closed the distance between them and pulled Quincy’s hands out of his pockets. In one smooth move he raised them over the other man’s head, pinning the admin against the door. “You, John Quincy, are a brat,” he said, allowing a strict sort of fondness into his tone. “You have been a brat since you started here, and I’ve decided to do something about that.”
Quincy tensed, and for one horrible moment Peter thought he’d misjudged the situation. His brain was already frantically putting together a stammered apology when the admin’s eyes went dark and he relaxed into Peter’s grip. “Finally,” he murmured. “Jesus, doc, I was wondering if I’d have to trip and fall ass-up across your lap.”
Peter smothered a relieved sigh. “Yes, well, you can hardly blame me for my confusion. You don’t act very submissive.”
“Have you ever heard of topping from the bottom?”
“Mm.” He leaned in, pushing a knee between Quincy’s thighs. “I have a confession to make.”
What’s Peter’s confession? I’m afraid you’ll have to read Executive Assistant: Manlove Edition to find out! Muwahahahaha!
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