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Desperate Lovers [MultiFormat]
eBook by Adam Carpenter

eBook Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Romance
eBook Description: Welcome back for another sex-drenched episode in the continuing adventures of Wonderland. The drama on Eldon Court escalates as the "Desperate Husbands" fight for their lives and their loves, all while they indulge passions both desired and forbidden. Rich North and his partner, Marc Anderson, thought moving to Wonderland would be the answer to the problems they ran from in New York. But this beautiful coastal town is not without its own secrets, as the ruthless businessman Danvers Converse threatens to destroy their lives--as well as those of the three other hot couples who lives in the grand Victorian homes that overlook the crashing waves of the Pacific. But it is the vital, sexy, passionate Parker St. John who seems to represent the biggest threat to the men of Wonderland. With a claim to Eldon Court in his tight jeans, Parker will use his sexy, hot, and hairy body to get what--and who--he wants. As temptations abound and secrets are revealed, heated passions explode until a stunning betrayal occurs, and one man plots his deadly revenge.

eBook Publisher: Ravenous Romance/Ravenous Romance, Published: 2011, 2011
Fictionwise Release Date: June 2011

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Compromising Positions

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by Adam Carpenter

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Here was the thing about this magical place called Wonderland. Given its name, the tiny village held an inescapable connection with Lewis Carroll's classic children's story, and many of its residents did little to dispel the idea. No doubt its homes and streets, its businesses, picked up on the quaint, memorable aspects of Alice and the parade of strangers she discovered down the rabbit hole. But really, an entire town's existence built upon the stories and characters from a children's fable that dated back nearly one hundred and fifty years? Was that really the true story behind Wonderland's evolution? For a welcoming, inclusive town like this, which existed like no other place in America, with its tolerance for otherwise controversial lifestyles, sure, there was a decidedly fantastical element to living here. But given the turn of events that had occurred in the past few weeks--namely, the tense power struggle taking place on the exclusive cul-de-sac known as Eldon Court--there was little innocence here, nothing for a child to cling to.

There would be no tea party in this Wonderland. Battle lines had been drawn. Eldon Court was being threatened from the inside, and the Wonderland Palaces were its proposed fate. For the four couples that lived large, loved passionately, and fucked desperately inside those magnificently restored Victorian homes were fighting for their very lives, their existence. They had formed a posse, if you will, and a posse was more in keeping with Wonderland's true past than some silly old story about a girl named Alice and a crazy white rabbit and an even nuttier Mad Hatter. Wonderland's past went back much further than the looking glass, and in truth, if you looked deep enough, the past was the weapon that could potentially secure its future. It all depended on who discovered the secret first.

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"What the hell has got you so engrossed?"

Marc Anderson was ready for his evening jog, dressed in a skimpy T-shirt and even skimpier shorts. As he stretched his lithe body, he couldn't help but look over at his sedentary lover, sunk deep into the soft sofa, still clothed in his suit, tie still knotted. What captured his attention was an old leather volume, faded gold leaf on the spine the only hint: "Our History." Marc had to wonder whose history? The gays? Wonderland itself? Rich didn't bother to look up, and Marc doubted he'd even heard him.

"Hello, earth to Rich? Anybody home?"

Still nothing, no reaction.

"Forget it, you can tell me later. I'm going for a run."

A disinterested Rich waved at his partner, which Marc took as progress. Perhaps when he came back, the book would be put aside and maybe they could have dinner, a glass of wine, maybe he'd peel those business clothes off Rich, starting with that annoying tie--tease him into a memorable night of love-making. Heck, it was Friday night and Rich didn't have to return to his job as bank manager at Wonderland Savings until Monday. Maybe Marc would have his way with him all weekend.

Marc opened the front door and felt the first touch of a surprisingly cool evening. It was still summer, though it was getting late in the season and the first taste of autumn nipped at his exposed skin. A quick run around the block would cure him of that, and so that's what he set out to do. Down the street, past the five Victorian houses that made up Eldon Court, he couldn't help but notice lights blazing inside three of them. The folks at Number Two Eldon Court, with its conspiring neighbors who had just moved in and who were siding with the Palace developers were nowhere to be seen. Good riddance as far as Marc was concerned, especially given that one of the new residents was someone Rich shared a past with. Like they needed that additional distraction. Otherwise, a normal night seemed in the offing in their homo-eroticized version of Grover's Corners--Sawyer and Dane inside Number One, Aaron and Paolo behind the doors of Number Three, and at Number Four were Jack and Edgar. He didn't count his and Rich's own place, the last home on the block, also known as Number Five. Men leading their regular lives, beyond closed doors and doing as they pleased, what felt normal. Rich being engrossed in a book was anything but normal.

As he rounded the bend in the road, he saw the garage door at Aaron and Paolo's house open up. Their SUV pulled out into the street. Marc gave a friendly wave to them, only to discover just one occupant: Aaron. Now where was he going alone? The grocery store? Liquor shop? A secret rendezvous? When his neighbor smiled back, Marc realized he was being nosy and so let his curiosity dissipate as quickly as the rear lights of the SUV faded into the falling blackness.

So he just jogged. He jogged to the edge of the street, proceeding down the worn, rocky path to the beach located beneath the bluff Eldon Court was situated on. The sandy entrails of the beach made for tough going, but that was one of the reasons he'd gone this way. Made his calves that much stronger and more muscular.

The night could not have been more perfect. Moonlight shimmered over the water, and the waves crashed like nature's symphony. His senses were alerted to a noticeable odor, and it did not come from the ocean. He knew it immediately--someone was smoking a joint. The bitter fragrance wafted through the air from behind that boulder which a few weeks ago had nearly crushed Jack and Edgar. Slowing his pace so as not to surprise whoever else was on the beach, he soon discovered he had no cause for such surreptitious behavior. The smoker wasn't alone, and he wasn't really attuned to his surroundings anyway. His head thrown back, smoke willowing above him, all Marc could make out was that he was naked--and had a hot body. His muscled arms were pronounced and hairy, and a rich blanket of dark hair covered his chest as well. Marc's heart skipped a beat as he realized that, with all that thick fur, the man could have been Rich.

Another man was splayed between the man's legs, and his head was bobbing up, bobbing down with deep, slurping enthusiasm. Gentle moans filled the quiet night.

"Yeah, suck my thick one," said the man being pleasured. Eyes closed, he took a long drag on the joint, held the smoke in his lungs until finally releasing it in a puffy cloud. Marc didn't know the voice, and that was a good thing. That meant the hairy beast wasn't Rich.

"Christ, you're huge," said the man doing the sucking, looking up. "Really big."

"Just take it. Open up and take every thick inch."

Marc realized he knew the sucker. It was Paolo. He watched with a sense of detachment as the man on the beach shoved Paolo's head back down into his crotch, and the eager sucking continued. Marc would hate to be discovered watching them, and so he backed up silently, thankful for the softness of the sand and the overpowering sound of the waves crashing. Not even his shadow remained. As he made his way back up the rocky path, he heard, "Yeah, that's it, that's it...now, suck me harder...aaahhh."

The man had clearly just shot his load, his cry echoing off the rocky bluff. Despite how he'd felt about invading their privacy, Marc's cock hardened. Voyeurism wasn't his thing, but still, he was human--and gay. Turned on by the idea of having his cock sucked, he picked up his pace and ran more than jogged the remainder of the way back to his house. He felt a slick coating of sweat covering his smooth body, and he had to wonder if it was a result of his exercise or the heat of desire flooding his body.

He bounded through the front door, only to discover that Rich hadn't moved a bit. He was still engrossed in the book, and he barely looked up. Marc felt the pressure of his hard-on against his tight shorts and he figured there was only one thing to do: free his cock. He slid the shorts off, followed by shirt and sneakers. He took his naked self into the kitchen, poured two glasses of Chardonnay, and then brought them into the living room. Feeling a bit naughty, Marc dipped his hard cock into the wine glass, coating the head with the oaky liquor.

"Some wine?" he asked Rich, his voice seductive.

Just then Rich looked up. "What the hell..."

"Don't ask. Just take it...take it all," he said, virtually mirroring what he'd just witnessed down on the beach.

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