Why I love men in kilts and accents…
Thanks to Marie, Heidi and the gang here at Coffee & Porn today for letting me ramble around, dish on why men in kilts and accents are so much hotter and tell you about a sexy short story that was just released.
I can’t believe I am here *dances around* and they gave me free reign? Wow awfully trusting of them. *laughs wickedly* So where do I start? Oh I know…*stands up and taps the microphone*
My name is Raine and I am a lover of men in kilts and sexy accents. *sighs happily as people clap and yell ‘Hi Raine’.
Wait-this ISN’T the Kilt and accent support group? *facepalm* well I guess your stuck with me as I go over my love for men in kilts.
I think it started when I saw Liam Neeson in Rob Roy, all wet and yummy looking coming out of the lake in one scene naked as he wrapped his plaid around him. *fans face* Oh my god…that was the moment I fell in love with men in kilts and made it my mission to see as many movies with this guy as I can just to hear his sexy accent and if he is in a kilt, well so much better.
My darling honey tells me I have a fetish. One that involves quite a few guys wearing next to nothing and in a kilt with of course, nothing under it. *grins* I mean come on…who has not drooled over Gerard Butler, Liam Neeson, and others in a kilt, bare chested-looking all sexy as all get out???!!! *fans face* Hey and if they have that sexy accent as well, the brogue that makes me all weak in the knees then so much better though I can look and not worry about accents too. *grins happily*
Yes I freely admit I love Scottish, Irish or English blokes. Something about their accents makes me weak in the knees and more. *giggles* My SO seems to think it means I am going to have a mid-life crisis and run off to the highlands of Scotland but alas I hate flying and heights, have no passport and frankly did you see the cost of a one way trip to those places? Ack…talk about sticker shock.
So in the meantime, I am ogling these beauties and dreaming plot bunnies as my muse decides what story they would be perfect for. I just like looking….and dreaming of doing such naughty things to them. *grins wickedly* so if you love kilts, accents and hot smexy men well please drop by and we can chat on who is sexier. *giggles*
Raine Delight loves to be pampered by her harem of men that exist solely for her pleasure. Wait…..that was in a movie she saw. Hey, she can dream. J Raine loves to fight with her muse, attack her manuscripts and find a way to silence the many voices in her head. Inspiration hits at odd times and for Raine, a blank word document page gives her many possibilities on story ideas. Living with her two kids, a significant other who supports her every move in writing and doesn’t seem to mind she gets up at 2 am to type away on the computer. With a love for Johnny Depp, movies and 80’s hair bands, Raine finds a way to bring all her chaotic thoughts into a story that tells her readers about love and romance.
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A Summer Night Fling by Raine Delight- Cal Larson wasn’t expecting to find a hot sexy man stuck in a tree as he took his morning walk in the woods. When he meets Alex, sparks fly and these two will find that love is waiting to claim them. Except Alex has a secret…one that may bring danger to Cal’s doorstep. Can Cal find it in his heart to accept Alex and let this summer fling turn into something much more?
Teaser PG Excerpt:
After that fateful day,Calhad gotten drunk each night and tried to drown his sorrows with a new boy toy but it was wearing thin on him. He knew he needed to stop but he didn’t know what to do. Time was said to heal the heart but his heart still hurt from the cavalier way Malcolm left, the way he threw him away for a twenty-four year old college student. IfCal didn’t know better, he would have thought his ex was going through a mid-life crisis at thirty-three.
Shaking his head, he strolled through his house, dumping the alcohol down the drain, determined to get on with his life again. His friends had tried to be there for him but Cal knew he had to mend a few fences since he had basically ignored everyone who loved him and wallowed in his heartbreak. Taking a sabbatical from his job as a paranormal rights lawyer gave him time to figure things out but the office kept calling, asking when he was coming back to work. He needed to get his head and heart back in sync and soon or else all that he’d worked for could be out the door. His employer would only understand for so long.
He glanced up from his task and watched the sunshine gleam off the grass and after the last bottle was down the drain, threw the glass in the recycling bucket. Washing up at he kitchen sink, he mused at how his so-called perfect life had gone to hell in a matter of minutes.
“Cal, you need to get a life. Most, if not all, people have experienced a broken heart. It’s time to get back on the horse, man, and stop trying to pickle your liver in liquor and mindless sex at every turn,” Cal muttered to himself as he stood watching the scene outside. Birds flew above, a light wind stirred the tree branches and frankly, he was tired of feeling sorry for himself. “Shit, I am done with this crap.” He stomped out of the room, grabbed a light jacket, and decided to go for a walk. He always felt at peace there for some reason.
As he entered the forest, he pondered what to do and how, if he could, to change the direction he was going. Calknew if he didn’t get off this crazy train he was going to either get some disease, get mugged or worse yet, murdered in some alleyway. He was so lost in thought as he wandered, he didn’t feel the sunshine beating down on him, the way the birds flew above and around him or the way the wind made the leaves rustle. So he was quite surprised to hear someone call to him.
“Hey, you…yes, you.”
Calpeered through the trees but didn’t see anyone. Shaking his head, he grumbled, “Must be dreaming. Got to be the wind or something.” He had only gone a few more feet when that damned voice hit him again.
Calstopped, looked around, and rubbed his head as he muttered, “I must be going fucking crazy.”
“Actually, you are not losing your mind, buddy.”
Calturned around so fast, he almost fell on his ass. “What the fuck?”
“I would but hey, I’m kind of in a pickle here.” The voice held a thread of amusement.
Calwondered if someone wasn’t playing a joke on him. A joke he didn’t really appreciate at all. He didn’t spy anyone around until he looked up. There in the tree was a man clinging to the branch like it was his life vest. He was about forty feet up in the air and Cal could barely make out the other guy’s features except he was very naked. Cal’s jaw dropped in disbelief and he shook his head. What idiot in their right mind would climb a tree—naked at that?
“What in all that is holy are you doing in a tree…naked?” Calsnapped.
“Well, I am not hanging around becoming a bird perch if you want to know. My name is Alex. What is yours?”
“Cal. Can I ask why you’re in a tree on my property?”
The guy glanced around, looking embarrassed. “Um, well, the CliffsNotes version is, I, um, got chased and now I cannot get myself down.” He cleared his throat and continued, “I am afraid of heights so for the last day I have been stuck up here, hoping a storm or a strong wind wouldn’t knock me off. Can you help me, please?”
Calstarted to chuckle. This was too funny to be true. Laughing softly, he looked up at Alex and drawled, “If I climb up there, can you follow me down?”
Alex nodded his head. “Sure. Well, I think I can. I never tried to climb down a tree naked before.”
Calwalked over to the tree and yelled up to Alex, “Just be ready to follow me down. I am coming up so hang tight.” Climbing up,Calwas surprised to see how handsome Alex was as he got a closer look at the man. His eyes were like emeralds, a green so deep;Calfelt he could drown in them. His body was sculpted, lean and full of muscle. Hell, he could bounce a quarter off Alex’s abs alone.Caltried to stomp down the bolt of lust that went through him as he glanced over the naked man. Get a gripCal, you are here to help him, not jump his bones.
Clearing his throat softly, he planted his foot on the tree limb and looked at Alex. “Okay, I need you to relax. In a matter of minutes you will be on solid ground. Now, let go of the tree branch and get ready to follow me. I will go slowly and if you need to stop or feel like you are going to fall, just holler.”
Alex nodded, his throat moving as he swallowed nervously. He slowly moved himself down the tree, keeping an eye on Alex. The guy’s naked ass above him had him semi-hard in just seconds. Calsneaked a peek at Alex’s cock and almost moaned at how long and gorgeous it looked. It would probably fit just right in his hand. He blushed, glad that Alex couldn’t see him staring. It felt like he was back in high school, checking out the guys he had crushes on.
With each step they made, Caltalked about his plans for remodeling his house and even sang his favorite country song, off-key of course, to keep the young man relaxed. With a deep breath he jumped down the last few feet and looked up.
“Okay Alex, you are doing great. Just a few more feet and you will be on the ground.”
Before he could even move a step, he heard Alex shout something and fall the last five feet, to land on top of Cal with a grunt, knocking them both to the ground.Cal’s ears were ringing and he had a hard time catching his breath. The young man on top of him was pure muscle and though he enjoyed the feeling of the naked body on top of his, he needed to breathe before he passed out.
A Summer Night Fling by Raine Delight
Found in Hot Summer Fun anthology
Contemporary Paranormal Gay (M/M) Short Story
In conjunction with It’s Raining Men Blog/Website
Best Seller and in top anthologies at ARe