Naughty Fairy Tale - Jack and the Jean Stock by H K
Carlton
Titan Gigandet, Cronus’ wayward son, a giant of a man in his own right, is furious when he learns his father has included his upstart protégé, Jack, in his will, leaving him equal shares in the family-run factory. Reluctantly, Titan rescinds his own self-imposed exile and returns to a company in turmoil.
The gloves come off, and the major players fight for control. With the
shareholder’s agreement about to run out, decisions concerning the business
need to be made, and quick. But Jack and Titan clash at every turn. The pair is
so at odds, the quarrels rapidly become physical, but fists soon give way to
angry, forbidden kisses. Though the blazing new attraction does nothing to
quell the antagonism or distrust between them.
While battling to save the company, Jack’s mother takes a turn for the worse. Just when it seems like all hope is lost, Titan unearths a stunning find.
Could this new discovery be Jack’s ‘golden goose’ or just the beginning of the end to everything Jack holds dear?
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Let’s hear it for the boys! And Naughty Fairy Tales!
Thank you so much for having me on your site today and allowing me
to share my latest release, Jack and the Jean Stock, with you and your readers.
You’ve seen them right? The erotic retellings of some of our
favorite childhood stories, all naughtied up for adult consumption. Cinderella
snags her Prince, Belle tames her Beast, Little Red Riding Hood humps the wolf,
Alice and the Mad Hatter get down and dirty, while that rascally White Rabbit
watches, and Puss and Boots, well that’s just too damn easy. J
[Evernight has a whole line of Naughty Fairy Tales. If you haven’t,
you should check them out. More information down below]
What’s missing? The boys!
I’m not really sure why, but when I decided I was going to have a go
at penning a naughty fairy tale, I kept circling back to Jack and the
Beanstalk. But Jack wasn’t materializing as a young boy, as in the original.
No, his image kept presenting as a well-built, strapping Jack. Of course, you
can’t have a Jack without a giant. And, oh hot damn, Jack’s giant is even
hotter.
If you're familiar with the fairy tale of Jack and the Beanstalk; I
tried to stay true to many of the stories' memorable features—though I don't
want to give too much of my version of the story away—I even managed to keep
the famed Fee, Fi, Fo, Fum, but probably not in the way you'd expect. I also
gave the tale a modern update along with my own little twist, that gives Jack
and his giant, a whole new connotation.
Titan raised his head
and looked down at him, his features ravaged. But as he stared, something in
his expression changed. “Help me save my father’s company.”
Was he for real?
When Jack didn’t
immediately comment, he fisted his hands into the sweaty t-shirt plastered to
Jack’s chest and hauled him upward, so that only his tiptoes touched the wooden
planks. “Help me.”
“I’ll do
everything I can. I have been…”
“God you smell good, Englishman,” he said, out
of the blue.
Jack looked up in time to see his nostrils
flare. “All hot and sweaty, just like you were last night.” His sizzling gaze
roved over Jack’s mouth.
Another drastic mood swing. Christ he was
impossible to read.
Still hanging there he was quite defenseless
when Titan dipped his head as if he might kiss him.
“No, we’re not playing that game again.”
Determined to get away, Jack yanked on the hem of his shirt, successfully
ripping it from Titan’s grip. He stepped sideways as soon as his feet hit the
floor, but Titan mirrored him.
His lips hovered just above Jack’s, his breath
buffeting his cheeks. “You’re not going to stop me,” Titan murmured.
Jack held his breath when Ti wrapped his free
hand around the back of his neck while staring at him. The warmth and weight of
his massive palm felt exquisite. A ripple of fear laced with excitement shot up
Jack’s spine. This time he was prepared for the violence.
Titan mashed his lips up against his while
holding his head, making it impossible for him to pull away. It was brutal; it
was ugly and the second hottest kiss—or maybe runner-up with last night’s—he’d
ever experienced. His heart pounded. His cock surged.
They fought each other for supremacy with their
hands and mouths, groping and nipping. But Jack was no match for Titan’s height
and strength. Nor could he fight the desire wending its way through his
highly-strung body. Ti overwhelmed him, leaning over
him and into him. In their haste, they ran into
one of the tables, knocking several bundles of denim to the floor.
Unexpectedly, Titan curled his leg behind
Jack’s as he pushed him backwards, forcing him off balance. When he started to
fall, Titan was quick to stop his momentum, lowering him to the denim pillow.
He followed, all the while kissing the hell out of him.
Squirming, Jack twisted his head breaking the
kiss. “What are you gonna do, just manhandle me?”
“You like to be manhandled.”
His sexy grin made Jack’s stomach flip, his
cock pulse.
Titan pushed him down into the bed of denim,
but this time when he took his lips he softened just a bit, as much as an
aggressive giant could, Jack thought. No matter, it was all arousing as fuck.
Titan unfastened Jack’s pants and shuffled his
way down his body. Jack tensed. Did he really want to get into something with
his boss? With such animosity still between them?
But when Titan flipped aside the waistband of
his formfitting boxers, exposing the tip of his distended cock, Jack could no
longer think past his raging hard-on.
Author Bio:
Author Bio:
H K Carlton is a
multi-published Canadian author of romance and its varied sub-genres, including
contemporary, paranormal, historical, family saga and erotica.
H~K
I enjoy writing in many different genres. I write where the
muse takes me and make no apologies for it. By now, it’s quite safe to say I
will never pick just one genre and stick to it. There are just too many
possibilities and stories left to tell. Today time-travel, tomorrow sweet
historical romance—the next release might be, down and dirty erotica or ménage.
I hope you’ll join me for the ride.Variety is creativity’s playground—It’s where you’ll find me.
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Thank you so much for hosting Jack and his Giant today, Elodie!
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