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Surrendered Victory


Dalton makes Reed tingle in all the right places. Now Reed’s ready
to answer the question that’s haunted his every failed
relationship. Is he really gay?

Reed walked into Dalton’s life and everything changed. This time,
Dalton   won’t hide the fact he’s gay from anyone,
even his son.

Together they surrender all to each other and claim the
ultimate victory – love.
INTRO...

…His hand rested on the table, palm down, relaxed. The pale band
around his wrist where he normally wore a watch showed off his suntan.
Slowly, he rolled his hand over. Anyone watching wouldn’t think a thing
about the small gesture, so easy and natural as he did it. But I knew it
for what it really was.
Invitation. Promise. Please.

My own personal Rubicon lay before me. The line that once crossed
changed worlds. What was would cease and what was to be would come
to life with the touch of that hand, and I trembled in the face of it.

Always before I’d shied away from this moment, running from the
commitment the acceptance of truth would bring to my door. There
would be no more denials, no more flight. If I crossed my Rubicon, I
would be forever changed.

The freedom that beckoned took my breath away in much the same
orgasmic way Dalton did…
EXCERPT...

Arousal shrieked through me. As I pressed firmly back to him, his hands
held me to his pelvis, his cock pressed firmly into the cleft of my ass.
Something  gave way within me. I’d let him fuck me.  I wanted him. I
rocked into him, and he grabbed me. I tried to turn, to shove him to the
bed. His balance was too good. He didn’t budge.

“Slow down,” he urged me breathlessly.

I couldn’t.

I bucked wildly against him, but his strength at least equaled mine. His
arms tightened like bands of steel around me, holding me, forcing me to
be still. I couldn’t breathe. Sweat trickled down my chest. I hung on the
verge, riding the knife-edge of impending orgasm. I fought my way back
to sanity, struggling to hold on to his words,  “Slow down.”

I longed for so much more than a quick fuck, a fast easing of the need
demanding release now. I’d be cheating myself, and him, if I didn’t get a
grip on myself. The red haze lifted from my mind.
Damn, but my balls ached.

I laughed, sort of, as I relaxed into him. He eased his hold on me, and I
sensed his relief that I’d come back from the edge of insanity--so he
could send me there again.

Dalton unzipped my pants, let them fall, and wrapped his long fingers
around my shaft, his grip firm. He stroked me, rolling the tight skin all the
way over the glans. I’d waited my entire life for the touch of another man.
I soared.

“I’m cut, too, if you’re curious. Is this all you want?” Dalton purred in my
ear.

Curious was too mild a word when I wanted to strip him naked and give all
eight inches of him a very clinical examination. Other than my own I’d not
seen an adult male cock fully erect, except in photographs and that didn’t
didn't quite do it for me. I shook my head. It most certainly was not all I
wanted. His slow strokes had me ready to beg, and I would have if I’d
known what I wanted most, besides everything.

The arm he held me with dropped away and he fumbled with his zipper. I
laughed breathlessly as he teased my ass while pulling down the tab. His
pants joined mine on the floor. His stiff cock pressed into the dark
crevice of my ass where his fingers had just teased. I tensed, unsure if
he planned to fuck me standing here, or just tease me until I passed out
from lack of orgasm. He released me, leaving me bereft of his heat, even
though I was drenched in sweat.

He smacked my ass with some force. I yelped in surprise and rounded on
him, ready to show him if he wanted to play rough,  he’d better take it as
good as he gave it because I could give it. He grabbed me by the scruff
of my neck and took my mouth. My protest at being struck evaporated. I
plastered my body to his, dug my fingernails into his ass cheeks ass and
boldly teased him as he had me. Dalton dropped to his knees in front of
me and took me in his mouth.
ISBN-13: 978-1-60272-283-5
... I didn't expect to be so enthralled by the story.
Sexy, deeply erotic, very graphic in details but not
vulgar, this story is a very good reading, fast and
enjoyable. - Elisa Rolle
[KC Kendricks] has done a fantastic job and created two terrific
characters you will like right from the start. Reed is a smart, sexy
man whose confidence grows as the story progresses and Dalton is
the perfect man anyone could hope to choose as their first lover. I
about what happened to both of them. Surrendered Victory also has
humorous moments, witty dialogue and a wonderful scene between
Dalton and his son, Peter. This was the first book I’ve read by KC
Kendricks and definitely won’t be the last. I strongly recommend this
book to all fans of the m/m romance genre.
                  - 4.5 Nymphs from Literary Nymphs Reviews...
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