Nuts
Ace’s Wild Series
SE Jakes
M/M Romance
Release Date: 10.01.19
Blurb
Jagger’s the son of a bookmaker and fixer.
Now, he’s the owner of an exclusive, underground club…and he’s also been put in
charge of the family business.
Preston’s the son of a wealthy, powerful,
blue-blood Boston family...or he was, until he was disowned for choosing his
friendship with Jagger over his family. Ten years later, he’s a Special Forces
Operator—and he’s still best friends with Jagger.
But things are about to change, for both
men. Because after a long year of no contact, Preston’s coming home to
Jagger for the first time since they shared a surprising kiss.
One night, one poker game, and one hand finds
Jagger lucky—and skilled enough—to win a chance to fix things with Preston. But
what’s at stake is far more than their friendship—it's everything…and both men
are all in to fight for what's theirs.
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all sales and page reads will be donated to The LOFT: LGBT Center
(http://www.loftgaycenter.org/the_loft_history)
Ace’s Wild is a multi-author series of books
that take place in the same fictional town. Each story can be read in any
order. The connecting element in the Ace’s Wild series is an adult store owned
by Ace and Wilder. The main characters from each book will make at least one
visit to Ace’s Wild, where they’ll buy a toy to use in their story! The only
characters who cross over to each book are Ace and Wilder. And with various
heat and kink levels, there’s sure to be something for everyone!
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Excerpt
Less than twelve hours after sleeping next to Jagger in his bed,
Preston sat next to him at Rúnda’s bar watching him get half mauled by another
guy.
Jagger was bi and a Dom, so it’s not like he minded it, and hell,
this was a BDSM club, where hookups were pretty much guaranteed. Men like the
younger one pawing at Jagger were carefully accepted into the club on a trial
basis as guests of members before being allowed to come in on their own. And
Preston was straight, and none of this had ever been a problem for him before.
But it was most definitely bothering him now—the way it had
bothered him last time he’d been here.
It wasn’t just about this guy—it was everything. The memories of the
kiss. This whole club. It was Jagger. And what the hell was he supposed to do
with a sudden, inexplicable, undeniable sexual pull toward his best
friend?
How about not kissing him and then running, for starters. Or
trying to pretend that watching gay porn for the last year and jerking off to
Jagger hadn’t been happening?
He told himself to shut up.
This guy perving on Jagger didn’t look like some kind of exclusive
member. Preston was in charge of security, so it wouldn’t be too extra if he
ran a background check. Immediately. In fact, he was trying to figure out a way
to quietly pocket the man’s glass so he could run his prints, at the very
least, when Jagger slid a shot in front of him.
“Have a drink, Pres.” Jagger’s voice sounded rough, and he winked
before turning back to his conquest.
He knew what Preston was thinking—about the fingerprints, and, for
all Preston knew, about everything. The air had changed between them, the
current charged. But Jagger had left the ball solidly in Preston’s court, never
more so than with this last shot.
Jagger had always been kinky—Preston knew that. He’d watched
Jagger pick up men in various clubs, and he’d listened through thin walls when
Jagger had company. Harnesses, cuffs, dildos…those were always lying around
Jagger’s place, and Jagger was always encouraging him to find someone to try
them out with.
“New horizons,” Jagger had suggested.
Preston recalled shaking his head. “I don’t need all this to get
laid.”
“Dude, you have no idea what you’re missing.”
And Preston hadn’t…until he’d accidentally walked into a dungeon
room exhibition, starring Jagger. In leather pants which left nothing to the
imagination, tattoos on full display, and enough sexual prowess to make
everyone observing want him.
It was one thing to hear Jagger talk about his sessions, see the
sex toys in his bedroom, but it was quite another to witness the public
goings-on in the private space. Thinking about what else happened when a man or
woman was led from the floor into one of the dungeon rooms was what had gotten
Preston into this trouble in the first place.
Because being around it had turned Preston on, something he hadn’t
wanted to admit. Turned him on to Jagger, for Christ’s sake. If he’d
found himself attracted to a random club guy, it probably wouldn’t have
bothered him so much.
But watching Jagger be attracted to a random club guy? Annoying as
fuck.
SE Jakes writes m/m
romance. She believes in happy endings and fighting for what you want in both
fiction and real life. She lives in New York with her family and most days, she
can be found happily writing (in bed). No really…
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