When my friend Diana Copland told me about her original erotica being published I was over the moon with joy for her. When she mentioned the Publisher, I knew she was in good hands and her work would get the recognition it deserves.
The anthology Sindustry, Vol. 1 published by DreamSpinner Press features those lovely rentboy stories we all love to read!
Book Summary: Rentboys, strippers, hookers, and porn stars—these men are making a buck the hard way. This is Sindustry, where a quick fuck is more likely than a romantic kiss. But while they face the harsh light of reality every day, unexpected love finds them in all sorts of crazy ways. Take a look at Sindustry from the outside in, because for these guys, happily ever after is just around the corner.
Why I liked this book: First, let me say that I love it when a publisher takes the time to invest in quality writing by pairing strong authors with strong editors. I read most of the books I review in ePub or PDF format through Stanza my iPod Touch. When there are blatant errors (then for than, there for their) I not only see them but it makes me stumble over the writing, which means I have to go back and re-read to make my brain go past the typo (which in a published piece I call editorial negligence). I didn't find any in this book.
The stories were not only original in their settings, but compelling and angst-ridden without being overemotional. The authors' works meld very well in this collection and you get a little of everything in this volume. I'm looking forward to reading Volume 2.
Excerpt:“I want you, Christian,” he breathed, and felt the slender body shiver. “I’ve dreamt about you.” He chuckled a bit self-consciously. “I’ve brought myself off, thinking about you.” His hand moved over the smooth skin of St. Clare’s chest, fingers brushing a tight nipple. “I still want you, but only if you want it too.”
He held his breath and waited. It was several long, strained moments before a short, tight nod released him.
He knew that St. Clare was a professional, that it was his job to make his clients believe that he wanted them, and yet Michael convinced himself that the hands that came to gently remove his clothes were almost reverent in their care, and that when Christian trembled in response to Michael’s touch, he was actually feeling something. Even though his situation had changed, St. Clare smelled like expensive soap and tasted clean, and Michael worshiped the slender body, touching him everywhere; his chest, his hips, the soft skin of his inner thighs. He knew that Christian couldn’t manufacture an erection, and he caressed and stroked the hardness with a sense of accomplishment. When he lowered his head and took him into his mouth, long fingers gripped his dark hair.
“That should be my job,” a ragged voice whispered above his head, but Michael curled his fingers around soft, plump balls and squeezed them gently. He lowered his mouth to tongue the crepe-like skin cupped in his hand, and Christian groaned.
“Just… enjoy it,” he muttered against the soft, musky heat, and fingers gently caressed his nape.
When he’d finally turned him onto his stomach and licked a stripe down the knobs of his spine, Christian was panting, his back slightly bowed, his perfect ass lifted. Michael caressed and then parted the pert cheeks, finding the dusky pink pucker between, leaning forward to stroke it with the flat of his tongue. He heard the sharp gasp, saw the white-knuckled hands that gripped the bedspread, felt the long legs spread in welcome. — From The Four Seasons by Diana Copland
Review: (★★★★ out of 5 stars) This is definitely a scorcher wrapped in devious little deeds we all think about but rarely discuss in polite company. I say rarely because if you're among my friends, our company's rarely polite and our conversations are always perverse, deviant and full of hot mansex.... obviously, this book was right up my alley! It is definitely one of my fave anthologies and because the stories are quick but plot-filled, you can re-read them and feel like you've gotten a quick hit of hot mansex. If you're like me and need these hits frequently, you should go buy yourself a copy and keep it close by... for emergencies, of course. :D
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