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You met Ryder Richardson in Being Sawyer Knight. Now, this is his story.
I’ve done it. I’ve stuck a whopping two fingers up at my parents, I’ve made a name for myself as one of the world’s biggest porn stars and I’ve finally found a family I belong in.
Life is amazing. I get paid to do all my favourite things. Fuck. Party. Travel the world. What’s not to love?
And then he comes along. Mason George – Back Door Studio’s newest exclusive model and the guy who has the potential to either fuck it all up, or take me on the best ride of my life.
I’m desperate. I’ve got nothing and nobody left. Entering the daunting world of adult entertainment is less of a dream and more of a necessity. Signing as Back Door Studio’s latest model has the ability to either ruin or make me, but I made a vow at my first audition never to let myself regret it.
I continue to question myself each day, but no amount of whats, whys or what ifs will change where I am or where I’m heading. Am I strong enough to do this? To embrace it? To enjoy it? I have no idea.
The only thing I’m certain of, is that if anyone can teach me who I’m supposed to be, it’s Ryder Richardson.
“Because the most exciting things in life always happen via the back door”
(M/M erotic romance. Not suitable for under 18’s due to language and explicit sexual situations. *Trigger warning* This book contains scenes of self harm which may act as a trigger for people experiencing similar issues.)
“So you’re the one who lives with Ry, huh?” Matt’s voice surprised me and I opened my eyes. I was kicking back on one of the beds at the back of the set with my hands folded behind my head.
“It’s only temporary,” I corrected. “I’m looking for my own place.” Matt sat down beside me on the bed, crossing his ankles and scanning the room. “What are you doing in here anyway?”
“Bored. Saw and Jake are still sorting through shit with the big man.”
“You know they’re filming right now?”
“Who?” he asked, looking puzzled. “Not that old guy?” he added, wrinkling his nose as he looked Mark up and down.
“That’s the photographer,” I explained, smiling in amusement. “They’re just taking a break. Ry needs to, um, regain focus.”
“What do you mea…oooooh. Captain Horn’s gone off duty, huh.”
Ryder once told me he prided himself on never having to take a fluff break, so this was yet more confirmation that he wasn’t himself.
“They’re back,” I said, nodding towards the other end of the room. “If you don’t wanna see it, now’s the time to escape.”
“It’s just fucking, man,” he shrugged. “Nothin’ else to do around here.”
“Then the second Ivan says ‘we’re on’ you gotta be real quiet.”
I suspected that was going to be quite a challenge for Matt, until I saw him watching Ry and Taylor get into position with what looked like curiosity in his eyes. He soon lost interest and started looking around the room, tapping his fingers against his legs as if he were playing the drums.
I caught myself watching them too. Every time Ryder’s hand brushed against Taylor’s bare skin I couldn’t help remembering what it felt like when he did that to me, the way his soft fingers trailed along my arm, making the hairs there stand on edge in the wake of his touch…and yet now he rarely even sat next to me.
Frustrated, I tipped my head back and closed my eyes, only to have them fly back open when Matt shoved into my shoulder.
“Dude is he…” he stared across the room at the bed where Ryder and Taylor were filming, his face wrinkled up and cocked to one side. “Holy fuck he is! Four! Four fucking fingers!”
I followed Matt’s gaze and sure enough Taylor was about to stick a fourth finger into Ryder’s ass. I chuckled quietly, shaking my head at Matt’s reaction.
“I feel like I’ve just had acid thrown into my eyes,” he said, yet funnily enough didn’t take his eyes off the scene. “How is that even possible?”
“What do you mean?”
“It’s an ass! They’re like tiny holes. How the fuck is he getting all those fingers up there?”
“They’re surprisingly stretchy,” I said, trying to reign in my laughter so I didn’t interrupt the scene.
“Well I tried sticking two up a chicks ass once and she screamed the fucking place down. She seemed like my usual type too.”
“And what’s that?”
“Up for anything. There’s nothing better than a hot, tight ass. But I’m sure you know that already.”
“Yeah,” I agreed, smiling.
We spent the rest of the shoot pretty quiet but I did notice Matt’s eyes wander over to the bed a few times. He looked more curious than anything and it was really quite amusing. In all honesty, I was surprised he didn’t bail the second Taylor unwrapped the condom.
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About the author
Author of the New Adult/Contemporary novels Missing Pieces, Saving Amy and the Take My Hand series, and m/m erotic romance Being Sawyer Knight.
I live in Rochdale, England with my wonderful family and when I’m not playing with my imaginary friends I can usually be found looking after my four adorable (sometimes!) children (six if you include the dogs, seven if you include the hubby!) or studying towards my English Literature degree.
All in all I’m just an ordinary mum with an addiction to reading about hot book guys, writing about hot book guys and Pepsi Max! Oh, and if my kids ever ask… I moonlight as the Pink Power Ranger 😉