I'm Margie Church, debuting my first Decadent title, ExecutiveDecision, for the 1Night Stand series. You may know me already, and if so, I'm thrilled to see you here. If not, I'm a workaholic, full time writer, wife and mom. I've been writing fiction for four years, and writing advertising for bunches of four years…in other words, don't ask how long. Executive Decision is my twelfth book.
I write a number of sub-genres – M/M happens to be one of them. Executive Decision is certainly a gay romance, but I've also pulled in my experience writing BDSM to give this story a sharper edge without some of the darker elements one often finds in BDSM books.
In Executive Decision, Logan and Hunter have a D/s relationship. Hunter works for Logan; in fact Logan is mentoring Hunter on the sales force. Now, you're going to jump to the conclusion that of course Logan is the dominant. And you'd be wrong. See, I told you I like to switch things up. Both men are strong, capable professionals. But when it comes to sex, Logan is a very willing bottom. He also has a thing for having sex in risky locations. And that's where the book opens. Logan is following Hunter's directions about their upcoming liaison, but neither man expects it to end the way it does. The opening sentence is going to make you release a long, slow whistle. I even had a couple of friends from FetLife help with some of the research. You may read techniques in this story that you haven't elsewhere. I hope so. I like to be different. I want to be memorable.
I hope you'll enjoy the adventures of these two men and the way Madame Eve works her magic to bring them back together. I invite you to watch for my upcoming Decadent release, Night Music, on August 22. It's written for the Edge series and is a very romantic and erotic ménage featuring a M/M/F cast of characters.
And now for my brand new book: Executive Decision
The prospect of getting caught while having sex is a powerful aphrodisiac for Logan Carlyle. He's viewed as the leader on the sales force, but in bed, he's a submissive all the way.
Hunter James is just as adventurous as Logan. He's lower in the sales ranks, but he's the top when it comes to his relationship with Logan.
When Logan's thrill-seeking desires create chaos with their careers and severs their relationship, Madame Evangeline's expertise is required.
Logan Carlyle lubed the anal plug then braced against the narrow stall’s wall while easing the flared toy between his ass cheeks. Perspiration dotted his forehead. His dick reacted instantly. He clenched his jaw tight to swallow a groan. That feels so…damn…good.
When he felt more in control, he pulled up his underwear and fiddled with the fabric to ensure his snug briefs would hold his little toy in place while he walked back to his office. His belt buckle jingled softly as he drew his expensive slacks over his thighs. While washing his hands, he mumbled a few mindless comments to another colleague at the sinks.
But all he could really think about was the hot sex he’d be having within the hour.
The plug created fantastic friction against his prostate, arousing Logan more with every step he took. Hiding his erection while he walked through the busy hallways was always a challenge. A delicious one he looked forward to.
A colleague from marketing stopped him in the hallway. “Do you think Kespers is going to accept another million pounds of Bis-A this year?”
“Cold day in hell, I think.” He answered her with complete aplomb, while his mind did cartwheels over the erotic secret hidden between his ass cheeks.
He closed his office door and hung his suit coat on the hanger. His cock pressed tight against his zipper, and he hoped his lover, Hunter, wouldn’t be delayed. In fifteen minutes, the building would clear out for the day. By then, anticipation would be driving Logan into a sexual frenzy. He shifted in his seat, trying to ease the pressure in his crotch, but all that accomplished was delivering a zip of pleasure to his ass.
The ticking clock was as torturous to his nerves as a dripping faucet. He wanted to rip the noisy timepiece off the wall and tear the batteries out. He answered a few benign e-mails and waited. Impatiently.
A soft knock on the door made his stomach lurch.
He glanced at the time. Perfect. He cleared his throat, intending to sound as authoritative as possible. “Come in.”
CONTEST: To celebrate my new book, I'm giving away a copy of Executive Decision to the person who can use these three words most cleverly in their reply: TWELFTH, EXECUTIVE, DECISION. Good luck! Can't wait to see what you come up with.
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