Book Title: Hot Stepdad Summer
Author: Iris Faire
Cover Artist: Iris Faire
Release Date: January 30, 2022
Genre: Contemporary MM Romance LGBTQ Romance, Romantic Suspense
Tropes: Taboo – stepdad, forbidden love, bisexual and gay awakenings, mafia suspense
Themes: Coming out, acceptance, found family, first loves
Length: 33 000 words/ 122 pages
Heat Rating: 4.5 flames (There are a few steamy scenes that get spicy and intimate and real for our main couple – but nothing involving BDSM. Maybe a tiny bit of hands around the throat, that’s it.)
Buy Links – Available in Kindle Unlimited
Only one man could save me. What I found in him was unexpected.
Wrongs righted. Love fated. Passionate desires unleashed.
I didn’t need a protector. And I wanted more than a hot alpha possessing me.
I desired love. What I found in him was unexpected. If only the world around us would stop judging, we would have a chance to build a life together.
When the past caught up to me and a friend, dark forces surrounded us.
Only one man could save me.
It turned out his protection, his possession, and his love all claimed me, fulfilling every dream possible.
Iris Faire weaves a tale of past wrongs righted, of love fated, and passionate desires explored. The quick read romp ends in a happy ever after. It can be read as a stand alone, but will have you wishing for more in the interconnected Stepdad Summer Series.
“Who were those guys?” His fists balled up on my stomach, and I heard the crack of his jawline tightening with teeth gnashing. These signs of his possession turned my heart to jelly.
“Relax there, Mr. Protective. They were punk ass college guys on spring break. Never saw them again. And I haven’t been with anyone since . . . Until last night. With you.”
“Me? So you were my first in forever, and I was as well for you?” He squeezed me tighter.
“Hm-hmm. After your birthday, I intended to quit for sure. But then you came to see me. So I danced for you. And then I kept going, wondering if you might come back. And you did. Every Tuesday and Thursday, when Mom had her meetings like clockwork. Somehow, you made me feel safe. And . . . I enjoyed dancing for you. I liked your eyes following my every move.”
“Don’t go back. I don’t want you there. I can’t stand the thought of other men watching you, touching your G-string or going anywhere near your skin.”
I tightened our hold once again, wiggling my bottom against his half hard morning wood. “Hm. So you’re the jealous type. I like it.”
“Yeah, maybe I am. Besides, I should have stopped you when I first saw you. If I had given any thought to how dangerous it might be for you there . . . maybe Nico wouldn’t be in this situation.”
“Fucking Nico,” I said with upmost affection for my friend. “It probably didn’t matter. His drug use would have still gotten out of hand, maybe slower is all.”
“Still, don’t go back. Quit today.”
“And work where? I can’t stay at moms, and can’t stay at Dominic’s. It’s nice of you to offer here, but I need a job to afford my own place.” I already had a printout of some jobs to check on for the week. Coffee barista, nighttime janitor . . . nothing really appealing, but my options narrowed without a degree or career trajectory. I’d go to hell before admitting Mom was right about college.
“Stay with me. I’ll take care of us until you find something else.”
“Yeah?” I twisted, facing him, and cupped his cheek. I hung on every hope for what this meant between us.
I brushed his lips, taking full advantage of this euphoric morning feeling. This thing right now between us, undefined, yet perfect. Undeterred by an uncertain future, simply luxuriating in each other’s arms before time or whatever life threw at us took it away.
He worked down, brushing his lips across my neck and Adam’s apple.
“Mm. If I stay with you, does it mean I get more of your lips all over me?”
“Whatever you want, I’m happy to provide,” he said, pushing me onto my back. Brushing his whiskers down my torso followed by his soft lips and tongue, every move of his grew like little reassurances of our path ahead, freely exploring whatever this was between us.
About the Author
Iris writes from the comfort of her kitchen, while sipping vanilla lattes on a good day—even in summer. Writing MM Romance is a nice distraction from her many other commitments, like needle-working, homemaking, and mom taxi service. While it’s terrible fun to invest time in her book characters, she’s not expecting to quit her day job anytime soon.
Visit her website to keep up to date on her latest work in progress.
On a more serious note: Iris has a teen who is trans. And she loves them with her whole heart and soul.
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