Thank you for following along with the Vodka & Handcuffs blog tour! And Thank you , Divine Magazine for hosting!!! Vodka & Handcuffs is the second novella in the Mary’s Boys series. However, it’s written as a standalone, therefore, you can jump right in if you missed Nachos & Hash.
For this stop of the tour, I wanted to give you an excerpt from one of the scenes I had the most fun writing, and one that I found extremely sexy.
I’ll set the scene just a bit. Vahin and Marlon (though the hooked up much earlier), have just had their first date. Actually, they’re still on the date, but it hasn’t gone so wonderful as of yet. In an effort to save it, Vahin suggests they go to Hamburger Mary’s, where he tends bar.
Unfortunately, since the cop, Marlon, is rather private, the drag queen, ManDonna, pulls him up on stage when she noticed Marlon interrupt her and Ariel Merman’s show by whispering a question. Now, she’s determined to ‘punish’ him.
She turned back to Marlon. “Understand now?”
“Hmmmm… I think you might need more of a lesson, actually.” ManDonna called toward the back, “Put on Shania’s ‘Man, I Feel Like a Woman.’” Then she turned to face Vahin. “We’re about to molest your man. Oops. Sorry ’bout it.” She took a step back. “Ariel, my dear. Teach away.”
Trumpets blared from speakers, followed by the twang of bass, and Ariel moved behind Marlon, completely hidden by his mass. Her sparkling long-nailed hands shot underneath his arms and began to run over his chest and stomach.
Marlon’s eyes went wide and found Vahin.
“Again Vahin wondered how to fix this. This was more punishment than he’d bargained for. He didn’t see any way to rescue Marlon. He shrugged in a way of apology and mouthed, “Sorry. Dance.”
Impossibly Marlon’s eyes bugged out even more.
Ariel’s fingers moved to the top button of Marlon’s shirt and popped it free. Before she could move to the next one, Marlon grabbed her hands.”
For a second, Vahin feared he was going to crush them. Marlon sought out Vahin once more, visibly pleading. Again Vahin mouthed his apology, then realized what Marlon needed him to do. He took a deep breath, stood, and began unbuttoning his own shirt and shimmying his body. He kept his gaze trained on Marlon’s. Vahin’s shirt was completely unbuttoned before Marlon released Ariel’s hands and gave a tentative twist of his hips.
Ariel’s hands remained where they were until Marlon’s hips began to swivel more loosely, and then Ariel continued freeing each button. Within ten seconds, Marlon’s shirt was open as well. As she gripped either side of the fabric and began to pull it down his shoulders, Vahin saw Marlon tense again. Vahin slid off his own shirt, barely hearing the roaring of the crowd as they went wild. He walked toward the stage, never breaking eye contact as Marlon’s shirt disappeared.
Vahin stepped on stage as Ariel reemerged from behind Marlon. She held out a hand toward Vahin, stopping him in his tracks. She flipped her blonde hair, bent over, and began to twerk against Marlon’s crotch. Vahin couldn’t help himself—he smiled and lifted his “chin toward Marlon in what he meant as a “Come on, I dare you” gesture.
Marlon must have gotten the message, because he hesitantly put both hands on either side of Ariel’s hips, then gave a halfhearted thrust.
ManDonna let out a squeal and slid behind Marlon, taking control of his hips. “Let me show you how a real man does it!” She forced him into gyrating, exaggerated thrusts. After a couple, she released him, but Marlon never lost his rhythm.
And, damn if Vahin didn’t get turned on by the sight. He reached out, gripped one of Ariel’s wrists, and gently pulled her behind himself. With his free hand, he ran his open palm over Marlon’s rippled stomach, then gave a slight pull on his chest hair.
“Whatever had been holding Marlon back broke free, and he reached out and pulled Vahin to him, then continued his thrusting.
From the hard, thick jab against his hip, Vahin realized he wasn’t the only one turned on.
Within moments, ManDonna was gyrating against Marlon’s backside as Ariel did the same to Vahin. Their combined motions pressed Marlon’s and Vahin’s bodies firmly closer, the sweat of their skin causing their bare chests to slide together in a way that reminded Vahin of the night before.
Another blare of Shania’s trumpets, and Marlon blew Vahin’s mind by wrapping the crook of his elbow behind Vahin’s neck and pulling him into a lip-crushing kiss.
Whether Vahin should’ve tested Marlon or not, the man had passed a billion-fold, and Vahin was going to reward him in every way imaginable when he got Marlon back to his place.
“As Marlon plunged his tongue deep into Vahin’s mouth, keeping a rhythmic time with the music that matched his constricted erection’s thrusts, Vahin felt something slip inside him—a melting, a crack, maybe. Whatever it was, there was a flitting second of fear as he realized Marlon was a man who could hurt him. Break his heart in a way he hadn’t allowed in years.
Vahin let the sensation float way, as well as the blare of the music, the pressure of Ariel at his back, and the occasional scrape of ManDonna’s nails. The only thing that existed was the push of Marlon’s hard body and the heat of his kiss.
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A Mary’s Boys Novella
Vahin Arora, Hamburger Mary’s sexy bartender, plays the flirtatious role so well even his closest friends—his chosen family at Mary’s—don’t realize Vahin hasn’t had a hookup in months. Then Tall, Dark, and Handsome steps through the door, and Vahin’s libido races back to life.
Being a black cop on the Denver police force is no easy job—Marlon Barton can’t imagine adding being gay to the equation. And while Marlon loves his work as an officer, his life has taken a turn for the hellish because of his new partner, the nephew of a senator.
Fleeing his partner’s company one night, Marlon stumbles into Mary’s for the first time… and wakes up with a hangover in the bartender’s bed. The one-night stand heats up into a budding romance, but not without stress as Marlon’s partner’s actions threaten Vahin’s livelihood and Marlon’s future on the force. Can Vahin and Marlon face the challenges and hold on to the love, friendship, and family they’ve found?
Review by Claire Potterton
Emotive, touching love story
I am a calm, peace-loving kind of girl, but a good author, with a well written bad guy, has the ability to boil my blood like nothing else.
Officer Andrew Morris, you are a vile and repugnant creature, and I despair that I live in a world, am raising my children in a world where people like you really exist. People who prey on, target and attack others, because of their sexual orientation, colour of their skin, their faith, their identity – any thing which makes them a little bit different from their aggressors!
Despite my now simmering veins, this is a great book! It’s a modern, good triumphs over evil story, with real, likeable characters, a fairly fast-paced, engaging plot, a superb secondary cast, and some serious heat; which caught me a little off guard….although pleasantly so! This story is perhaps a little more hard hitting than previous books I have read by this author, but certainly no less of a pleasure. A powerful story of bigotry and hatred, faced head-on with (for the most part) grace and dignity. A book that will sit on my re-read shelf, for it’s appealing characters, touching love story, and the battle won!
Star Rating: ★★★★
About the Author
Brandon Witt’s outlook on life is greatly impacted by his first eighteen years of growing up gay in a small town in the Ozarks, as well as fifteen years as a counselor and special education teacher for students with severe emotional disabilities. Add to that his obsession with corgis and mermaids, then factor in an unhealthy love affair with cheeseburgers, and you realize that with all those issues, he’s got plenty to write about….
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