Today I am so pleased to welcome Deana Wadsworth to Joyfully Jay. Deanna has come to talk to us about her latest release, Braving the Deep End. She has also brought along a great giveaway. Please join me in giving her a big welcome!

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Exclusive Excerpt

“I know you’re nervous about goin’ back to the cottage, so maybe it’ll be easier if we talk about it first. With our clothes on.” 

At the pool, Beau’s skimpy swim trunks left little to the imagination, but now, Mike’s jaw went slack imagining him with nothing on at all. He managed an, “Uh… sure.” 

“You liked kissing me, right?” 

Mike let out a soft, breathless chuckle. “You already know that answer. But cards on the table?” 


“The way you do it… I love it.” A surge of embarrassment went through him as he added, “No kiss has ever come close.” 

He grinned. “I will take that as a compliment.” 

“It was a compliment,” Mike assured him. Why had he ever doubted this would be difficult or awkward? 

“So you like kissing. Do you like jerking off?” 

Mike’s face flamed, and he studied his hands on the wheel, clenching and unclenching them. “Well…yeah.” 

“And having your dick sucked? You like that, too?” 

“Duh.” He couldn’t look at him, having never been so open before. 

“Okay then, what about anal? Have ya done that?” 

There! Beau had finally hit the nail on the head. 

That’s what scared Mike the most. 

“Sure, a lot of girls are into it. But I’ve never… um? Had it done to me,” he whispered. 

Beau touched his arm to get him to look his way. A soft, understanding smile greeted him. “I assumed you hadn’t, babe. Did you like it?” 

Not turning away—though he was as red as an apple no doubt—Mike nodded. “Yeah, it’s one of my favorites.” 

Beau grinned wide. “Good to know, because it’s one of my favorites, too.” 

Mike squirmed, unsure what he implied. “So, you want to… um… to me?” 

When his voice cracked, Beau quickly placed his hand on his thigh, just above his knee. “No, I prefer to bottom. You know what that means, right?”

“I think so?” And then he shook his head. 

Beau wore that saucy, seductive grin again. The one Mike wanted to kiss right off his arrogant beautiful face. He leaned closer and whispered, “It means I like being fucked.” 

“Oh, okay.” Mike let out a rushed breath. A tremor snaked down his spine, and his cock pulsed. “Oh!” 

“Have you watched any gay porn?” Still smiling and still leaning over the console, and his hand now kneading Mike’s thigh, Beau watched his reactions to the question. 

“I’ve seen stuff,” he admitted with a forced casual shrug. “But recently I looked again, and there was a lot of bondage and spanking. Choking. Weird stuff.” 

Beau squeezed his leg and then removed his hand. Mike wanted to grab it and put it back, maybe higher this time. “Usually, you have to pay for the classy stuff,” Beau said. “Or at least know who produces the classy stuff to narrow your search. Don’t worry. I’m a traditional kinda guy. No pain or bondage. I hope that’s not a disappointment.” 

“No, it’s a relief actually. I like you, and you… um?” Mike unclenched his hands on the steering wheel, moving them a few times to get the blood flowing. They were sweating again. Taking a deep breath, he faced the sexy man beside him. “You really turn me on. I want to explore that. But I don’t want to… disappoint you.” 

“You could never disappoint me,” Beau assured him, smiling warmly. “And as far as the rest of the stuff, well? You know what feels good on your body, so just do that to me. We’re just two people, ya know? Our bodies will figure it out. People have been fucking since the dawn of time, we’re not about to invent anything new. And if we decide to go all the way, you already know what to do. Although I’ll remind you, there’s a special place you’ll need to pay attention to when you fuck me.” 

Ah, yes, the prostate. 

Mike nodded, smiling and face hot, both embarrassed and eager to learn. He’d never played with his own prostate, never thought about it. Unsure what he thought about it now, he supposed he would find out. 

Beau moved closer until their faces were mere inches apart. “Since you’re being honest with me, I’ll be honest with you.” Beau ran his hand down his own neck. “This here?” He caressed the flesh below his ear. “Is one of my hot spots.” 

Mike sucked in a breath as he recalled nibbling the cords of Beau’s neck, the earthy smell, the taste of his sweat with the cologne chaser. His mouth watered. Damn, that had been sexy! 

“And here,” Beau went on, his voice husky. He slid a hand down his neck to thumb one nipple then the other. “These are really hot spots for me, too. And this little area?” Mike couldn’t tear his gaze from Beau’s hand on its descent to where his thigh met his groin, near his cock—now slightly swollen in those jeans. “Right here? I love it to be bitten, just hard enough.” 

Mike swallowed back saliva, his pulse pounding and his cock stiffening. His voice cracked when he asked, “What’s just hard enough?” 

“You’ll have to find out.” 

He cleared his throat but found it difficult to articulate full sentences. “Okay, um… good to know… I’ll try, um… to remember.” 

Their eyes met and Beau smiled, mischief and desire dancing in his hazel eyes. “Will you tell me your hot spots?” 

Head swirling too much to concentrate, Mike felt stupid all of a sudden. Of course, he liked fucking and having his dick sucked. He liked having his balls licked lightly, too. His heart raced at the image of Beau licking them… and then he lost all courage to say so out loud. 

Beau sat back with a laugh. “You little tease. Gonna make me work for it, eh?” 

“I like my balls licked,” Mike blurted, and then his face burned with embarrassment and exhilaration. “And I like kissing, and… um?” 

Just then, he realized he didn’t really know his own hot spots. Yeah, he knew how to make himself come, and he liked to think he did a good job getting his lovers off. But honestly assessing his sex life, it had always been some variation of the following: sexy kissing, playing with tits, maybe getting a BJ in disguise as a hand job, making sure the girl got off with his hands or mouth, then getting to the prize—the fucking. 

It dawned on him, no lover had ever asked him how or where he liked to be touched. He enjoyed getting his partners off, and as long as he got to fuck and come, he’d been satisfied. To realize all sorts of things about his own pleasure waited for discovery with Beau seemed astounding. Rather than be intimidated by Beau’s obvious experience, it excited him to see what Beau could teach him about his own body. 



“I don’t think I can answer your question because I don’t really know my… um, hot spots.” 

Sadness—pity maybe?—colored Beau’s expression until a smile lit up his eyes, calming Mike. “Then let’s find them together, hon.”


braving the deep end coverDestiny Ink Romance, Book 12

State Trooper Mike Martin considers himself straight. Until the day he met the sexy southern charmer Beau Abernathy. Mike’s world froze the first time he saw Beau climb from the pool at his local gym, leaving him thunderstruck. He’s never experienced such lucid thoughts, or the chill of desire for another man—did this mean he was gay?

As their friendship grows, so does Mike’s concern. What if Beau kisses him and he doesn’t like it? Beau is too important to Mike to just be a sexual experiment. Worried if he’s even physically able to be intimate with a man—it’s one thing to imagine, but another to act on it—Mike enlists the help of Lady Phoebe a no-strings gay sex-ed lesson.

But Mike gets far more than he bargained for with his romantic weekend getaway. Will Mike be brave enough to face his desires and dive in the deep end, or will Beau’s dark secret destroy what they could become?


Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. She has served multiple board positions for different RWA chapters, including President of the Rainbow Romance Writers in 2017. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. An avid reader, she also loves gardening, cooking, music, and dancing. Often she can be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.

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