Love For Sale
Published by: eXtasy Books
Author : A. J. Llewellyn
Word Count :37841
Publication Date :2019-03-15
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- Product Code: 978-1-4874-2438-1
Can Killian save Dane and show him that sex isn't love and love isn't sex...that love is amazing and is not for sale?
When Matt Killian, a LAPD cop-turned-private-eye, is approached one rainy day in Hollywood to take on a missing person case, he initially wants to say "no" when the potential client tells him he chose Killian because he's gay. Killian changes his mind, however, when he learns the man is distraught because his son, Dane Marks—AKA notorious gay porn director, Danny Dark—is missing. Matt is further surprised to learn that Dane has already tried to take his own life, twice, and has now disappeared, possibly to escape interference in his third attempt.
It's a race against time as Killian tracks down Danny Dark and attempts to short-circuit the man's desire for self-destruction. Plunged headlong into the sometimes-amusing, sometimes-terrifying world of gay porn, Killian is mistaken for a go-go dancer and performs in a live show to get close to Dane.
This book has been previously published.
I took a quick shower, dried off, and threw on fresh underpants and a T-shirt. I checked the computer again and found that Dane hadn’t had any responses to his text messages. Perhaps his rental boys were mid-air or something. I turned off his computer and tucked it into my bag, putting it beside the bed. I was trashed. Absolutely exhausted. I set my cell phone for a two-hour nap. I’d be no good to Dane or his father unless I got some rest. I slid between what felt like expensive bed sheets, my body caving in to sleep.
It wasn’t long before I was awakened however and the sensation was bizarre. It felt like somebody was sucking my cock. Wow. Talk about wet dreams. I tried turning over, but another man’s body had me pinned to the bed. I lifted my head a little and glanced down.
Holy fucking fuck fuck fuck.
I was getting a monster job, and it was no dream. I was poised between Heaven and hell. On the cusp of screaming “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?” and gripping the man’s head to me in case he tried to stop.
But he wasn’t stopping.
I looked down at the totally astonishing sight of my target, Danny Dark, AKA Dane Marks, sucking my cock.
As if his very life depended on it…