What If You Have Little Time Left…

We would all like to think we have plenty of time to do the things we want to do. How often do you push aside your dreams, simply because life interferes? Have you sat back and wondered – where do those five years go? We all have. Very few of us live life to the fullest. We also worry about the smallest details and about what other people thing. STOP. Remember, you have only one life and it’s very precious.

I’m bringing many of my books to Booktrope and some very special pieces are being re-released first. This book may be a bit unsettling, but I think the life these men share will give  you hope. Coming to Booktrope officially on June 15th, although the Amazon version is in release…


What if a single secret shared between friends could destroy everything?

Russell Willis adores Jake Timmons and while their relationship has its ups and downs, they are happy, healthy and living life the way they’ve always dreamed. A well-respected architect, Russell has plans for the future, which include marriage, but in a single moment, his visions are shattered—Jake is gravely ill.

While Jake has always kept his emotions and details about his past locked away, the Praying For Time Ebookdiagnosis shuts him down into a world of denial, a refusal to face reality. Unsure of what to do, Russell allows him space until he’s certain his lover is having an affair. Angry and confused, he flees, seeking solace, answers and possibly retribution.

Kyle Bass knows about tragedy. His long-time lover was taken in a drunken driving accident, he’s barely on the healing track, and guilt has changed him forever. When he finds out about Jake’s condition, he offers to help, no matter what he’s asked to do. The request rattles his world. Determined to keep the secret, Kyle is led down an emotional trail until he’s unable to cope. As the scheme turns ugly and he’s accused of betrayal, he struggles with his personal demons.

Unfortunately Jake’s health takes a serious turn for the worse. In his quest to bring Russell home, Kyle is forced to face the truth about undying love. Secrets endured from their respective pasts take a damning toll and yet one hidden treasure remains—an unexpected light in a bleak time, but would the two haunted men grasp onto the only thing able to save them? Sadly, as their respective worlds unravel, they are all praying for time.


Life is what you make it. Dream and never allow your soul to suffer.

Russell Willis breathed in deeply as he stood on the knoll, drinking his coffee and planning for the future. He couldn’t help but think about his mantra as of late. For some reason the words continued to resonate within him in a way that always made him shiver. He’d been thinking of the very words more often lately and wasn’t certain why. Perhaps because life continued to have twists and turns in the road. No matter, now was the time to forge a new path. This is way past due. He shook his head and drank in the incredible beauty around him.

While the day was going to be long and arduous, at least it was Friday and he had incredible plans for the weekend. Thank God they’d be able to enjoy the outdoors—a favorite. There was nothing like the smell of the crisp morning air and the sight of mist floating across the lake. As the sun crested over the horizon, he squinted and couldn’t wait for summer to arrive. That’s when Smith Mountain Lake was at its finest. Sighing, he turned to face the cabin and grinned like a kid in a candy store. His lover had only placed the finishing touches on their new home one week before. He had to chuckle. New? Hell, they’d been living in the space for almost nine months.

Then again, Jake Timmons was a homebuilder and this was exactly like being a cobbler’s son. But dear God he loved the place. Jake had built an incredible space for them to share. From the long thick timber beams to the oversized stone fireplace, every aspect of the craftsman-style home was a combination of their tastes, an eclectic mix of their combined decorating styles. Now if only they could keep the dream alive.

Sighing, he shook his head. Unfortunately they were already underwater with their mortgage. Between the economy taking away from both of their businesses and the increasing building costs, they could barely pay the majority of their bills. For that reason alone he’d been working nights and weekends trying to finish the single project outline and all the finite details that might turn around their precarious financial position.

Both of them being in the building industry wasn’t the best place to be—at least not right now. Russell took another sip of coffee and nodded toward the lake as the sounds of birds fluttered in the breeze. No matter, life was good. Good enough anyway.

As he walked toward the house, he could hear heavy acid guitar licks of Guns and Roses blaring. Why Jake had an affinity for the metal music, he’d never understand, but at least the heady beat kept the man smiling. He thought about their relationship and shook his head. While it wasn’t perfect, there were moments so amazing he could barely believe they’d found each other. Russell laughed. Somehow sparring in front of forty burly guys about whether a single building had been designed per Russell’s specifications wasn’t the best way to begin a relationship.

close kissThen again, the argument had lasted well into trying to solve their differences over a drink and suddenly they found themselves in bed together, embroiled in passion—on that very night. He’d never done anything so impetuous in his life but jumping into a heated tryst was the damn best decision he’d ever made. Arrogant and opinionated, Jake boiled his blood. As he glanced at his watch he groaned. It was time to get a move on. There were days he never wanted to leave their slice of paradise.

He slid open the patio door and as he walked inside he could hear Jake coughing. The poor guy never became ill and he knew Jake was going to be in a piss-poor mood when they went to the party tonight. Smiling, he drained his coffee and placed the cup in the dishwasher as he thought about Jake’s demeanor. The man had to have everything neat and perfect and very organized. Well, almost everything. Jake even pressed his clothes before hanging them just so in the closet. Yet he was a slob with his truck, leaving fast food wrappers and plastic Coke bottles covering almost every inch. The dichotomy was Russell’s fodder for teasing his lover.

When he walked into the bathroom, the sight of Jake shaving in front of the mirror, completely naked was almost heart stopping. In truth, he could never get over how damn good looking the man was. From Jake’s long curly hair to his broad shoulders, muscular back and the powerful long legs, his lover was sexy as hell. As he lowered his gaze down to Jake’s chiseled ass, he realized he was licking his lips and while he was going to be late for work, he didn’t give a shit. “Well, you look damn good enough to eat this morning.”

Jake eyed him in the mirror as he finished the last long strike of the double-edged blade. Turning on the sink, he ran the razor until water as he grinned. “Really? Something on your mind?” He gave Russell a heated look before tossing the razor onto the counter, lowering his head and splashing water in his face.

Russell inhaled deeply as his cock twitched from the scent of the man alone, intoxicating him until he was breathless. He hadn’t felt this horny in a long time. Their relationship had been strained lately and probably because of their extended work schedules, but it didn’t bode well for their sex life. As he waited while Jake jerked the towel off the rack and dried his face, he shook his head. There was something about the look of Jake this morning that turned him on to the point he was going to allow himself to engage in more than a casual kiss. “I’m hungry and in need.” Said like a caveman, he grunted to finish the request.

“Really?” Raising his eyebrow, Jake placed the towel on the rack, his eyes never leaving the mirror, enabling him to see the bulge in Russell’s pants. “Then I suggest you come here and suck me.” Turning around slowly, he folded his arms as he opened his legs wide, the stance commanding. “Now.”

For some reason, seeing the dominating side of Jake surprised Russell and thrilled the hell out of him. Gulping, he closed the distance and palmed Jake’s chest, feeling the man’s rippling muscles under his fingers. Every inch rock-hard and carved, Jake worked out every day to keep his body perfectly fit and toned. “Suck you?”

“You heard me.” Tilting his head back, Jake grinned as he eyes flashed a touch of darkness. “Now.”

Dropping to his knees, Russell licked his lips as he wrapped one hand around the base of Jake’s cock and slid the other under the man’s balls. Already swollen, the sac was heavy in his hand. “It’s been too long.”

“Then let’s make up for lost time,” Jake growled.

Russell darted his tongue out, swirling the tip around Jake’s cockhead, savoring the muskyEntice m:m logo flavor. He loved giving the man head and could perform the intimate act several times a day. Issuing a long breath, he squeezed Jake’s balls with enough pressure his lover moaned, the guttural sound floating down over his body.

“Damn. Your mouth is so fucking hot.” Gripping Russell’s head, he entwined his fingers in Russell’s hair and simply held him in place. “Suck me hard. I want to cum in your mouth.”

The words fueling his hunger, Russell wrapped his mouth around Jake’s dick, taking him down an inch at a time, his strong jaw muscles clamping around the thick shaft. He’d always thought Jake’s dick was nothing short of perfection and there were days he’d sucked the man in front of the television for a full hour, until Jake couldn’t take the teasing any longer. Sadly, the days were distant memories. Pushing the ugly thought aside, this was going to be a new beginning for both of them.

“Fuck…yes…” Dropping his head, Jake panted as he placed his other hand on Russell’s cheek.

Russell relaxed his throat muscles and took Jake’s shaft all the way down to the base as he rolled his lover’s sac between his fingers. Up and down he moved, drawing Jake’s cock out of his mouth and licking across the slit as he raked his nails down the sensitive underside. “Mmm… Damn good this morning.”

“Don’t tease me. Suck me. I swear to God if you don’t…” His breathing ragged, Jake coughed as his legs trembled.

“Getting to you already? I think I like the thought.” Chuckling darkly, Russell licked all the way down Jake’s shaft and took a swollen ball into his mouth, sucking and savoring the sweet flavor. Moving to the other, he licked around Jake’s testicle as he pumped up and down the length of the man’s dick. He sighed as he took the second ball into his mouth. Oral sex had never been better.

“God. Oh God.”

Russell used the edges of his teeth, grazing up the length of Jake’s shaft slowly before closing his mouth until there was just a pronounced “o” and placed just the tip inside. As he gazed up at Jake, his eyes twinkled. There was no doubt what Jake was going to do. Relinquishing control, he slid his hands around Jake’s muscular thighs and kneaded his ass muscles before taking a single finger and sliding it up and down the crack of Jake’s ass.

“God. You’re so damn bad.” As he began to drive into Russell’s mouth he groaned, the sounds becoming strangled. Harder and faster he thrust, the power of his thighs slapping against Russell’s body. “I love fucking your mouth.” His voice barely audible, Jake tossed his head back and forth.

Russell slipped a single finger in between the cheeks of Jake’s ass and found his puckered hole. Rimming the opening, he longed for his tongue to be there instead. Moments like these were too precious. He pushed the tip just inside and was instantly rewarded with a harsh growl.

“Yyyyyeeesss…” Jake continued plunging hard into Russell’s mouth until his balls slapped against the underside of Russell’s chin, the sound floating into the humid bathroom air. “God…oh…”

As he pushed his finger in deeper, hitting the tight ring of muscle, Russell closed his eyes. He could easily tell his lover was close to coming. Tilting his head back, he clamped around Jake’s cock, sucking fervently as he added two more fingers and drove the entire length of all three into Jake’s ass.

The effect was instantaneous. Jake’s entire body shook as he threw his head back and roared. “Fuck!”

I hope you’ve enjoyed!!

Kisses and spanks…


About Cassandre Dayne

Cassandre Dayne is the pseudo for the best selling author of romantic suspense and thrillers
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2 Responses to What If You Have Little Time Left…

  1. laurellasky says:

    Loved the post and excerpt. Very hot and arousing. What is Booktrope?


    • Booktrope is a publishing house. They are considered one of the big three under the big six. They are based on a team concept in which you have editors, proofreaders, cover designers and book managers who handle the marketing. If the author doesn’t make money, they don’t. I’m the Managing Director for two imprint lines as well as being an author there.


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