Sometimes cheesy fiction is fun, and sometimes it is just downright painful. This is a tale of the latter. Observe if you will the following passage from [b:Hypnotize Me|17822227|Hypnotize Me (Sultry SoCal, #2)|Taylor Brooks|http://d.gr-assets.com/books/1366095196s/17822227.jpg|24929494]:

Walt stared down at their two bodies and the point where they were connected. He pulled out completely and took in the beautiful sight of Tag’s gaping asshole. The puckered entrance contracted right before his very eyes. He could swear he heard it call out to him, “Come back inside,” but he knew it was probably his delirium over the ecstasy he was feeling.

This also caused me enough angst to bookmark for future reference:

There were so many things Tag wanted to know about his blue-eyed sexy nurse who had waltzed into his life without any warning. He wanted to learn and examine every part of Walt’s body until he knew it better than Walt did himself.

Only then would he be the master of Walt’s domain, the ruler of his body, the giver of his pleasure.

I'm sorry, but, yes, it was that bad. Can't recommend for M/M romance enjoyment. ( )