Cooper
Rutledge: frat boy, general screwup, and... Daddy's boy?
On the surface, I don't take things too seriously.
Not my poor grades, or my hookups, or my inability to find my purpose.
But that was before.
Before the daddy of my wet dreams swiped right on my pic.
Before he turned out to be my father's best friend.
Before I convinced him to indulge in one night of pleasure with no strings.
I didn't count on how magical it would be.
I didn't know that when he spanked me and offered words of praise, my soul
would drink it up.
I didn't realize how right Daddy kink would feel.
One night could ever be enough.
Because I do care. Too much.
And when life sends me into an emotional tailspin, Trace steps up to support me—proving
he cares too.
Everything has gotten very real, very fast.
But are we ready for the fallout?
I can't let anyone, not even my father, come between me and Trace.
I've finally found my Daddy, and I'll fight to keep him.
Swiped By My Dad's Best Friend is a contemporary age-gap M/M romance
that includes light daddy kink and no age play.
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SCENE: This excerpt is from Cooper’s perspective. He’s just headed out to meet an app hookup, and neither of them have any idea what they’re about to walk into.
I headed to the B&B where my hookup was staying. Luckily, it was within walking distance. I took a shortcut across campus, jogging over the lawn alongside one of the sorority houses, cutting behind the campus bookstore, and jumping a low, stone fence that circled the grounds. That took me into Hayworth House’s backyard. As a former frat house, the B&B was barely outside campus proper—and only two minutes from where I lived on frat row.
Circling the house, I hesitated at the front door only a few seconds before walking in like I owned the place. If it was a B&B, they must have guests coming and going, but it still felt strange stepping into a house that wasn’t mine. I spotted the staircase right away, thankful I wouldn’t have to wander around calling out for a guy I only knew by Daddy or his handle, SeasonedBeefcake. The name was a little cringey, but I couldn’t deny this guy had some definite beefcake cred despite his age.
A man emerged from the living room, and I froze. I knew instantly he wasn’t my hookup; his body type was all wrong, unless my Beefcake had done some serious photoshopping on his profile pics.
“Can I help you?”
I smiled sheepishly. “I know where I’m going.” I waved toward the second floor. “Here to see a… friend.”
One eyebrow arched as he looked me over. I was wearing sweats and a worn T. I’d thought about dressing up, but why bother if I was just gonna take the clothes off?
“Go on then,” he said.
I wasted no time, jogging my way to the top and heading straight for the second door. It was closed. My hookup had told me to let myself in, so once again, I skipped knocking and strolled in bold as brass.
The room appeared to be empty. Huh.
I checked my phone. Yep. I was in the right place. The man must be around somewhere. Maybe in the bathroom or down in the kitchen grabbing a drink. After a cursory look around the nicely appointed room, I decided to go ahead and set the mood for when he returned. I hadn’t had a hookup quite like him in a long while. I wasn’t too picky about my matches; if someone wanted to hook up, I was down for some fun. It’s not as if I were trying to make a love connection. I’d fucked around with slender guys, curvy women, and everything in between.
But this guy…
Well, I had to admit that the thought of big, strong hands manhandling me was tripping my trigger big time.
I tugged my shirt over my head, deciding I’d rather not make a first impression with the ratty material. I could let my skin do the talking. I pushed my sweats down—just a little—and stilled at the sound of the door opening behind me.
A moment later, a heavy, damp body pressed up against my back. “You getting started without me?” he murmured.
“Thought I might have to,” I said. “I was all alone with this hard dick.”
He chuckled. “Well, we can’t have that.”
I thought he’d grab my cock immediately, but he stepped back. I turned my head, just enough to confirm he was every inch the daddy type I’d imagined: tall, broad, solid—and wrapped in nothing but a towel. Yum.
His large hands dwarfed my shoulders, and I shivered as he slowly mapped the shape of me. His touch was light as he traced down my spine with one hand and glided his other around to my abs, caressing so lightly just beneath my navel that it almost tickled—and instantly made my cock throb with jealousy.
I made a needy sound, surprising myself. I enjoyed sex, sure. I had plenty of opportunity with a full campus of horny students. But I wasn’t usually this affected. My nerves fired up under his touch, goosebumps rushing across my skin.
“Patience,” he said. “We’ll get there. You young guys are all rush, rush, rush. Let me enjoy this amazing body of yours…”
Instinctively, I pressed my ass back, feeling the prod of his dick. He grunted and smacked the top of my exposed right cheek. “None of that.”
I jerked a little at the smack, but it barely stung. Something about the way he was taking control did it for me, my body thrumming as I moaned playfully. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Good boy,” he said, sounding amused, but more than willing to indulge my little fantasy. I hadn’t ever experimented with daddy kink beyond watching a few porn videos with the theme, but something about this guy screamed Daddy. It felt right to let him take control, right to try to please him.
Finally, something I can do right.
Pushing my sweats down a little farther, he cupped my ass, squeezing it and making a pleased, rumbling sound. I really wasn’t as fit as some guys. Too much snacking, too little time in the gym. But I was young, and I had good genes. I was sending up thanks that my body didn’t disappoint when he paused.
“This scar…” He traced a jagged line that extended from my ribs to my lower back. “I knew someone with a scar like this. It was from a—”
“Skateboard accident,” we both said at the same time.
I’d fallen into an old fence, and it’d torn me to hell. I’d had to get stitches, and the scar never entirely faded.
He inhaled sharply. “Cooper?”
I answered on reflex. “Yeah, who—”
“Rutledge?”
He lifted his hands off me as if I’d burned him, taking a quick step back, his voice full of a horror that disoriented me. One moment everything was finally going right, and the next, he was leaping away from me.
I turned, taking a closer look at him. Dark hair, gorgeous beard, but those eyes…
My heart lurched, then skipped with an excited flutter. It couldn’t be, could it? But it was. I saw it written all over his face. Before me, looking like the daddy of my wet dreams, was a man I hadn’t seen in over ten years—my father’s best friend from our hometown.
“Trace?”
Erica
– ☆☆☆☆
Swiped by My Dad's Best Friend is the first installment in the Thrust
into Love series. DJ Jamison is a new-to-me author and I look forward to
reading more in the future.
Cooper is a misunderstood underachiever who just hasn't found what makes him
tick yet. He is a ball of anxiety, forever on edge over disappointing his
father, who just so happens to be the dean of his college. A fifth-year senior,
Cooper isn't sure he'll be able to graduate at all, rather working with his
hands on charitable endeavors than sitting behind a desk.
Trace and Matthew had a misunderstanding years and years ago, breaking up their
friendship. Matthew suspected Trace of cheating with his wife, especially after
she took off and never looked back, leaving him with two children. Years later,
Matthew finally understands how ridiculous he was being, especially after
seeing on Facebook that his best friend is gay. (Plot hole, Trace isn't on
Facebook, a major plot point, so I'm unsure how Matthew saw that Trace was gay
on a profile that didn't exist yet. Nothing major and I could have read it
wrong, but it popped into my head as soon as I read Matthew admitting this.)
Reaching out, Matthew draws Trace to his college, offering a seminar as a way
of rekindling their friendship, which sets off a chain of events no one could
have ever imagined.
Randy and out-of-town, Trace decides a hookup is the perfect medicine to offset
the stress he's suffering from his failing business... when the hookup arrives
at the B&B, it's none other than his ex-bestie's son.
To be honest, I'm not a fan of Daddy kink, but this is the first novel I read
where I think it worked well. Cooper needs Trace just as much as Trace needs
him. Cooper is a ball of anxiety, always feeling like a disappointment because
he doesn't fit his father's mold. Trace offers an outlet, a burst of
confidence, and the love and unconditional support Cooper is starve-gutted to
receive.
Strong and dependable, trustworthy and stable, Trace is the perfect
counterbalance to the wounded yet eager Cooper. Sweet yet honest, the
slow-building relationship between Cooper and Trace is realistic, especially
tasty as the reader awaits the angst of Matthew discovering his best friend is
with his son.
In all honesty, I enjoyed the escape the storyline and characters provided, but
the length and redundant sex scenes slowed the pacing, causing my interests to
wander. If the novel had been slightly shorter, more focused, I would have been
totally engaged from start to finish.
Angie
– ☆☆☆☆
I really enjoyed this book. Cooper and Trace were good together. The age
difference wasn't noticeable until it was brought up by others or even Trace.
They had a lot in common and just seemed right for each other. The sexual
tension was good and the sex was good. All the charity work Cooper was doing in
his frat was refreshing to see. Most people just think of drunken parties with
frat boys. This was a fast-paced book that I read in one sitting and recommend
to others. I can't wait for the next book.
Shannan
– ☆☆☆☆
Swiped by My Dad's Best Friend is the first book in a new series, Thrust
into Love.
Cooper Rutledge is the eternal frat boy. He is a screw-up according to his
father, the Dean. He just hasn't found his footing, his path in college. He
knows he is a disappointment to his father, but he keeps trying. He doesn't
want to be in college but it's what his dad wants. When a handsome older man
swipes on his picture on a hook-up app, Cooper is all in. What he's not
expecting is for it to be his dad's best friend that he hasn't seen in years.
But one interaction with Trace isn't nearly enough for either of them.
Trace was best friends with Matthew for a long time until a misunderstanding.
The friendship is still in a rocky awkward place, but they are trying. Trace
sees Matthew's son, Cooper, as a man and not the little boy he remembers. Trace
sees Cooper's attitude change when he steps into that Daddy role. It's what
Cooper wants and needs but can that attraction between them be enough to ruin
the friendship Trace and Matthew are trying to fix?
I loved everything about this read. I was completely invested from the first
page. The author was able to keep my attention peaked and pulling for this
couple for the entire read. This author is quickly rising to my favorites list
for m/m. They always bring an amazing read. I can't wait for more.
DJ JAMISON writes romances about
everyday life and extraordinary love featuring a variety of queer characters,
from gay to bisexual to asexual. DJ grew up in the Midwest in a working-class
family, and those influences can be found in her writing through characters
coping with real-life problems: money troubles, workplace drama, family
conflicts and, of course, falling in love. DJ spent more than a decade in the
newspaper industry before chasing her first dream to write fiction. She spent a
lifetime reading before that and continues to avidly devour her fellow authors’
books each night. She lives in Kansas with her husband, two sons, one snake,
and a sadistic cat named Birdie.
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