Join Prism Book Alliance® as GRL 2015 Supporting Author Jacqueline Grey talks with us today.
I am very excited to be attending this year’s GRL Retreat. The first time I had even heard of the retreat’s existence was last year when I discovered a few of my favorite romance authors were attending. Now, I not only get to meet them but I get to be a supporting author alongside them.
When my first book, Tricks and Bids, was accepted for publication almost a year ago I knew that, more than anyone else, I had to tell my parents and my uncle. They’ve supported me in everything I’ve done throughout my life and would be overjoyed to hear the news. As expected, they were elated.
As the time of release came closer, I eased them from “I’m having a romance story published” and into the rest of the details: the story was homosexual in nature and heavily BDSM themed. These are not topics that bother them in general – mom was not at all surprised – but M/M BDSM erotic romance is not on their usual reading list. I informed them that I was very happy they were so proud of me, but I would not be offended if they didn’t read the book as this was not their cup of tea.
They read it anyway. When it came to my mother, I had expected this. She’ll read anything I write and be proud of it even if it is a creative laundry list. That’s what mothers do. She did give me her honest opinion, which I appreciated, but it was my uncle that truly surprised me. He doesn’t read books for pleasure. At all. And yet he went out of his way to read my book. That alone meant more to me than I could put into words.
What made it even better was what he said to me when I asked him what he thought. First, he had to get over the shock that his precious niece knew about BDSM and had a dirty mind – Christmas Eve dinner was very interesting that year – but, once he set aside the subgenres, he said it really came down to two people meeting each other, finding love, and building a relationship. In my opinion he could not have summed it up better because when it really comes down to it, underneath all the hot sex and kinky toys, we’re all about finding love, aren’t we?
Title: Limits and Stakes
Author: Jacqueline Grey
Publication Date: 06/03/2015
Genre: BDSM, Erotica, M/M Romance
Professor Danny Stone doesn’t date students. Though the University does not forbid such relationships he’d rather be safe than sorry. With his sparkling blue eyes and silky blond hair Christopher Owen looks like a fallen angel come to Earth just to tempt him. Danny finds it difficult to resist him, especially after kissing Chris over winter break.
Spring break will be different. Danny’s plan is to spend the week at a BDSM club a few towns over. Playing with a sub or two who have no connection to his University will do him a world of good and he can put Christopher out of his mind. But when the first sub that catches his eye turns out to be Christopher, Danny’s willpower is put to the ultimate test. Christopher is brand new to the scene and feels safest with Danny. Will Danny be able to introduce him to the wonders of BDSM without crossing too many lines or will fate pull them together and show them sometime rules are destined to be broken?
It was spring break, and Professor Danny Stone was in the midst of enjoying a full week of student-free days. Dressed head-to-toe in tight black leather and itching to play, Danny smiled as he entered the Lock & Key. The club wasn’t as big as the one he’d been a member of before moving to Georgia, and membership wasn’t as exclusive, but it was well recommended and the staff kept an eye out for the patrons. Most of the members seemed to be well-versed in the lifestyle as well, enough to give him the confidence that, if he were to play with someone, they would at least know what they were doing or say something if they didn’t.
The club was a sufficient distance from where he worked, so he didn’t have to worry about being spotted as a familiar face outside of the scene. A BDSM club in a college town was not where a professor wanted to be found, no matter how liberal the residents claimed to be. A five-hour drive and the expense of a hotel room for the week was a worthy price for freedom.
He ordered a bottle of water and scanned the crowd for potential company. A small group of men caught his eye. Two of the three he disregarded immediately, but it was the third, a lean blond in the skimpiest pair of leather shorts he’d ever seen, who caught his attention. He was unable to tear his gaze from all that pale skin. Or maybe, it was the way the leather hugged his perfectly round bottom.
It was obvious the boy was new to the scene. There was uncertainty in his movements, but he was doing his best to keep up the conversation. Danny had full confidence the young man would succeed. Anyone brave enough to go out in public in shorts like those could hold a simple conversation.
It wasn’t until the group moved toward the bar that Danny finally saw the young man’s face. He froze in surprise. Of the students crowding the Georgia State University campus, he now faced the one he’d wanted to avoid the most, the one he wanted to forget. Before he thought about moving, he’d intercepted the group.
“Christopher,” he said.
Christopher Owen looked up at him, startled. His eyes widened in recognition, and his mouth fell open.
“Pr—” He blinked. “Mr. Stone.”
Relief flooded through Danny. He preferred to keep his daily life separate from the club and was glad Chris had corrected himself.
“You know this kid?” asked one of the men. He stood too close to Chris for Danny’s liking.
“Yes,” Danny said. He bit back the impulse to claim anything more. He had no rights over the young man, but his instincts wouldn’t let him back down completely. “My apologies for the interruption,” he said. “I wasn’t aware Chris planned to be here today.”
The stranger looked Christopher over, paying particular attention to his neck. “He’s not marked,” he said.
“I’m instructing him,” Danny said. Well, he had been. For half a semester, he’d tutored Chris in advanced calc, but that had changed after winter break. Either way, the details didn’t apply here. He clutched at straws with half-truths, but he couldn’t help himself. He wanted to know why Christopher was there and what he had in mind. He wanted to keep the boy safe.
He wanted to keep him.
No. He’s a student. You just promised him two months ago that nothing would happen between the two of you, and now you’re trying to put a collar on him? Get a grip, Stone!
“Of course, he’s free to choose who he goes with,” Danny added in an attempt to pull himself out of the hole he’d been digging.
The other man looked at Christopher expectantly. Chris’ eyes flickered back and forth between them, seemingly lost on how to answer. Danny put a hand on his shoulder.
“You can continue to the bar as you were, or you can take a tour of the club with me. Which do you want to do? There is no wrong choice.”
“I…” Chris’ gaze locked on Danny’s. “I…” He swallowed. “I want to go with you.”
There was a tsk from behind Christopher, but Danny ignored it. He also did his best to ignore the sense of triumph running through him as he smiled.
“Follow me,” he said and headed back to the bar.
“One step at a time, boy.” Danny ordered another water for Chris then scanned the room for an empty table. When the bartender put the drinks on the counter, Danny left them for Chris to pick up then led the way toward the table. He was glad to hear the crinkle of plastic as Christopher followed.
The table he’d chosen had a semblance of privacy. Danny took the chair against the wall and gestured for Chris to take the other.
“Now, I take it this is what you meant about trying new things over spring break?” he asked.
The boy flushed red. “I… Yes. I’ve always wanted to come here and finally worked up the courage to do it.”
“You did more than that.” Danny dropped a pointed look in the direction of Chris’ shorts.
Chris’ cheeks flushed a light pink. “You’re not gonna tell anyone, are you?” he asked.
“I believe a person’s private life is their own business.”
Danny nodded and took a sip of his water. After a moment, Christopher did the same. He licked his lips, and Danny caught himself staring at them. He remembered kissing that mouth.
One evening, during winter break, while huddled in coats against the winter chill, they’d come across one another. The small details of that moment were forever embedded in Danny’s mind. He had been entranced by the puffs of breath dancing between them as they spoke, the rosy color on Chris’ cheeks and the sparkle in the younger man’s clear blue eyes. He remembered the silence all around them when the conversation had hit a lull, and the pull at that moment, the irresistible urge that had driven him to kiss a student. Granted, Christopher was a grad student and not in any of Danny’s classes, but Danny had been his tutor at the time. Even if he hadn’t, Chris was still a student at the college where Daniel worked, and that wasn’t something the professor was comfortable with. Recklessness and temptation led to trouble, and so, he’d pulled away. Yet here was that face again, looking at him so openly, as if the kiss had never happened and Danny hadn’t ruined an innocent student-teacher relationship.
He swallowed and mentally shook himself from his reverie. “Did you have anything in mind when you came here tonight or was getting through the door the main goal?” he asked.
Christopher’s blush deepened. “That seemed to be a big enough goal to start with,” he said.
“Now that you’ve accomplished it, what do you plan to do next?”
Was Professor Stone offering to do a scene with him? Chris couldn’t imagine the option was on the table, especially after the way the instructor had reacted to their kiss during winter break.
It had been sweet, the kiss. A chaste press of the professor’s lips against his as the snow had fallen around them. There had been a brief moment of perfection when the kiss had broken and they had looked into each other’s eyes, but then the mistake had registered, and Professor Stone had left him standing alone on the sidewalk. The rejection had hurt, but it hadn’t been a surprise and the memory of the kiss had warmed him for the rest of the vacation.
After winter break, Professor Stone had taken the time to apologize and reassure him that nothing inappropriate would ever happen between them again. His earnestness had driven the point home deeper than the initial rejection, and Chris had left the professor’s office with a heavy heart.
He’d liked the kiss, loved it in fact. It had been the focus of many a late-night fantasy, except his dreams never ended with just one kiss. It was one of the reasons Chris had plucked up enough courage to come to the club for spring break. He wanted to find someone who would make his fantasies come true and take his mind off of the professor. So far, it hadn’t worked.
“I’ve only made it to the bar,” Chris said. “Maybe, I should look around first before deciding?”
“I did say I’d lead you on a tour. Drink some more of your water then we’ll start walking.”
Walking would be tough. Chris had known the tight shorts would do little to hide any sign of arousal, but he’d figured he’d be around strangers and it wouldn’t matter. Now, he was not only in front of someone he knew, but the man across from him was the very source of his nighttime fantasies. Keeping a calm exterior was already proving impossible, and Professor Stone was bound to notice.
Chris drank slowly, trying to relax, but the view across the table had the opposite effect. He’d seen Professor Stone every day while on campus. The man knew how to wear a suit, but tonight, he was encased in skintight leather pants with heavy black boots and a black T-shirt that looked painted on. The attention of the professor’s intense brown eyes didn’t help either. Giving up, Chris put down the glass.
Chris nodded. There was nothing to be done so he might as well get it over with.
Professor Stone rose from the table and turned from him. Chris got up, thankful he could hide his embarrassment a little longer, and followed.
About Jacqueline Grey
Jacqueline is a bit of a Jack-of-all-trades. She has many different interests and if you asked her what her job was the answer would be a list, even if she gave you the simplified version. She spends her days juggling work with her many hobbies which include dancing, aerial silks, sewing, cosplay, role-playing, drinking tea, and above all, writing. She currently lives on an island on the east coast of the United States. She loves to read and write male/male erotic romance, usually focusing on stories that include BDSM themes to one degree or another.
I have a number of paperbacks, most of which are signed, to giveaway. Over the between now (11 Mar 2017) and 31 Mar 2017, every comment on the blog (this post and all other new posts), will be entered to win 1 of these paperbacks. There are also some misc swag items, so there will be a few packs of these to give away as well.
Thank you so much for your support over the last 4 years. Prism will be closing its doors on 1 April 2017. All content will remain available, but no new content will appear after 31 Mar 2017. As such all request forms have been turned off. Again Thank you,
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