Hi everyone-- I hope you enjoyed the Colors of the Rainbow Blog Hop. Karl was the winner of his choice of any of my LGBT books -- which means all of them except one. LOL Congratulations Karl. And i hope everyone downloaded a copy of Love You So Hard, my FREE novella. You can scroll down to the next blog post for the link.
Now that we've celebrated Gay Pride, here's our Davey to tell us how to survive it -- the glitter and naked men variety, that is. Enjoy!
BTW, i am designing a new website (well, Lex is designing it and i'm putting in content) that will have it's own blog. I'll be consolidating my blogs so i hope you'll watch for the chance to hook up with the new Tara Lain blog on my soon-to-be unveiled new website. I can't wait to show it to you. As Davey would say, Peace Out! : )
Alyssa Turner brings POLISHED. HOT MMF! And 3 Prezzies for You!
It's my pleasure to welcome Alyssa Turner to my blog for the first time. Alyssa has a HOT new MMF menage called Polished. Be sure and read the delicious excerpt and then scroll down and enter to win some great prizes from Alyssa on the Rafflecopter. Here's Alyssa!
And the truth shall set you free.
Here’s the thing about the truth; it can’t be washed away or ignored…at least not forever. Eventually, truth rises to the surface and bubbles over. For Spencer Hartley, the truth has been his biggest secret for years. Besides loving his girlfriend, he’s also attracted to men and no amount of denial can bury that one tempting fact. But just because something is true and real, doesn’t mean it will be brought to light. That takes bravery, the kind of guts that should be no sweat for a rugged, demolitions expert like Spencer, right? Well, sometimes the truth needs a little push. In this excerpt, the truth starts to grow wings.
his pajama pants—the same ones Jack had borrowed. They fit more snugly around Spencer’s bulky frame, and Jack noticed that he seemed to be free-balling it underneath.
Jack grinned, sincerely happy that Spencer had decided to join him. “Not sure how friendly it will be when I kick your ass.”
Spencer grinned back, and grabbed a cue from the wall rack. “Hmm. What’s at stake, then?”
Jack considered the possibilities, starting with clothing and ending up with swapping saliva over each other’s body. Neither option was within the realm of reality. He shook off the idea with a shudder. “Bragging rights.”
Spencer chalked up and laughed at Jack’s suggestion. “That’s doesn’t sound like you’re too confident.”
“Oh, I’m plenty confident.” He could show him just how confident he was by yanking down those sleeping pants and gobbling back his cock. Jack was pretty confident he’d have Spencer begging for more after two minutes inside his mouth. But no, it wasn’t that kind of weekend. Not yet at least. He grinned to himself. How the hell he thought he could have these two over and not try to find his way inside both of them, he’d never understand.
“Dude, you ready?” Spencer had racked the balls and was waiting with his hands folded over his chest.
“Huh? Oh.” He bent over the table, balancing the cue with splayed fingers, lining up the break like he’d done a million times before. One strong pump of his arm and the balls scattered with a loud crack in the sea-thickened air. Three balls sank into their chosen pockets and the white cue ball followed with a curse from Jack.
Spencer retrieved it from the pocket while Jack reracked. “Your shoulder looks pretty good there,” Spencer said with a teasing smirk. “Good thing I don’t need my ankle to wipe the floor with you.”
Jack laughed. “You’re cute.” The words had come without much thought, but they seemed to surprise Spencer, causing him to jerk out of the position he had taken in front of the cue ball.
Spencer pressed his lips together, like he was trying to decide what to say next. In the end he regained his stance and threaded the cue between his fingers, then pulled it back with the same tension that hung in the air. “Jack, are you gay?” He released the stick on the cue ball as the question left his lips. Still he didn’t look up, seemingly more interested in the menagerie of balls littering the table.
Jack took a breath. “Sometimes I’m a lot of things.” He walked around the table, surveying his next move. “Does the label mean anything to you?”
Spencer shrugged. “Rory said she thought you were.”
“Your girlfriend is good at reading people.”
“She likes you.”
This made Jack smile. “I like her too. You really are a lucky guy.” He took his shot and the four taxied into the far pocket.
“She’s an amazing woman.” Finally he looked straight at Jack with serious eyes. “That thing tonight. She might be embarrassed about it tomorrow.”
“Don’t worry. It’s forgotten.”
“I guess you wouldn’t have been…you know.”
“Turned on by her? By what she was doing to you?” Jack shook his head, bemused with Spencer’s cluelessness. Underneath that amusement was a hunger for his naïveté. He knew he should change the subject, take his next shot, open a window—anything but say the words begging to tear free. “Spencer, I like women almost as much as I like guys.” He was pushing his luck, but he pressed on. “Watching you with her was fucking hot.”
Spencer’s ears were flaming red, but Jack couldn’t read his expression. He had refocused on the table, waiting for Jack to take his follow-up shot. The ball hit the side of the table and fell short of the corner pocket.
“Ah, you’re fucked now, my friend,” Spencer said, eagerly lining up in front of the easy opportunity Jack’s miss had left him.
Jack had half expected Spencer to deck him. Instead, Spencer seemed to ignore the comment altogether. It made Jack curious. “What about you? Did you like the idea of me watching?” Spencer responded by shifting his weight and fixing his jaw. Almost immediately, Jack regretted saying it. “Never mind, man. That was over the line.”
Spencer sank the ball. “I liked it.” His voice was just a whisper, and Jack almost missed it. Almost.
Jack licked his lips and chose his tone very carefully, as if a butterfly had just landed on his hand and he was trying hard not to scare it away. “A rain check, then?”
“It’s up to Rory.”
“Yeah, I could tell. Rory’s a treat to watch.” He checked the angle Spencer was choosing. Lining up behind him, he nudged Spencer’s outstretched arm, copping a nice long drag of his scent. All man. “Hey, you might want to shift this way a tick.”
Spencer adjusted and sank the ball. “That was generous of you. What happened to that competitive streak?”
“I know how to return a favor.” Jack quirked his lip at Spencer and took a sip of his beer.
“Hey, you got another one of those?”
“Sure.” Handing Spencer a cold Heineken from the bar fridge, he couldn’t keep his smile to himself. “Have you ever known someone who was bisexual before?”
Spencer took a nice long sip before answering. He paused, and took another. Then he gestured at the table and called his next shot. Lining up, he squinted and concentrated on the cue ball like it was the only thing on the planet. He cracked the cue against his target and the intended ball fell just short of its hole. “Fuck.”
“My turn,” Jack said with a taunting shrug. He glanced at Spencer on his way around the table, wondering if their conversation was over.
“I never told this to anyone before…” Spencer started.
Jack stopped cold in his tracks. “What?”
“My dad. My dad was a bisexual. Or maybe he was just gay. I don’t know.”
Jack picked up the chalk and went about preparing his stick. It didn’t need any, but he did it anyway, waiting for Spencer to continue.
“He used to go off…for these walks in the park.” Spencer took another deep sip of beer. “I knew. I never said anything to him, but I knew.”
Jack thought about putting the cue down and falling into the overstuffed couch with an invitation for Spencer to join him. But his instincts said Spencer would prefer some distance between them. His movements were stiff and his expression was a bit twisted beneath the nonchalant smile he wore. Jack knew enough about straight guys to know when to let them breathe. Spencer looked as if he would bail any second, and something told Jack he’d been running from this conversation for a long time.
He pressed, just a little. Just enough. “What did your mother think?”
“My mom?” He sucked his teeth. “Let’s just say that when she couldn’t ignore it anymore, she got a little help from her friends the Gallo brothers.”
“Red or white?”
“Whatever. If it was purple, she was drinking it, you get me?” Spencer chuckled.
Jack laughed with him, knowing that it covered a whole heap of pain. “It doesn’t have to be like that, you know.” He took a breath, holding it just a minute before letting it out slowly. Spencer was only a few footsteps away. The vulnerability on his face called to him like a beacon. Jack wanted to erase the hurt that pinned Spencer’s lips together in a thin line. Those lips needed his lips right then, no mistake. Those lips needed someone who understood.
It was in the air—the possibility. Jack’s nostrils flared slightly.
Spencer shrugged and stretched. “Yeah, I guess.” He walked his cue to the wall and hung it up. “I’m beat. Think I’ll hit the sack.”
“Yeah, sure.” Jack nodded. Just like that, the butterfly flew off. “Spence, I’ll be taking my little skiff out on the water tomorrow morning and I’d love for you two to join me.”
“I don’t know. Me and water just don’t mix.”
“She’s perfectly safe. I think you’ll like being out there.” He smiled sheepishly. “I mean sailing isn’t exactly like dangling off a fifty-foot cliff, but once you get that wind in your hair, I’m pretty sure you’ll get why I love it so much.”
Spencer pressed his lips together and folded his arms. Jack felt undone under his inscrutable stare. “Sounds like an offer I can’t refuse.”
“You won’t be sorry. I promise.”
Spencer grinned. “I’m going to hold you to that.”
There was another moment of pause, of hesitation maybe, before Spencer headed toward the door. For Jack, it was hard to watch him leave. He wanted to hear more, to discover where the undercurrent in their discussion led. It had to lead somewhere, right? Jack never got flippity-flop tickles in his stomach from just talking to a guy. That kind of shit was for someone with a heart. If he felt something, it must be pretty damn strong. And that meant Spencer probably felt it too.
A great big thank you to Tara Lain, my fellow Etopia Press author, for lending me her wonderful blog. I very much appreciate the chance to add to her collection of beautiful boys. Please be sure to comment! If you’d like to get the inside goods on my writing and upcoming releases, I’d love you to join my mailing list. Polished is available now at all major online book retailers including Amazon.
And if you’d like to connect on Facebook I can be found at https://www.facebook.com/alyssaturnerwrites. This evening, 7:00 Eastern, I’m getting together with two other Etopia authors for our third installment of Meet My Sexy Muse. Are you on Facebook? Do you like sexy romance? Then you are invited, come check it out!
She writes erotica and erotic romance in all lengths, having been featured in the notable anthologies of Best Women’s Erotica, edited by Violet Blue and several from Rachel Kramer Bussel. With her proclivity for the ménage genre, Alyssa is often recognized for weaving complexity and emotional depth into her characters and plots.
Alyssa has more than several full length novels under her belt and no two stories are the same. For Alyssa, it’s much more fun to try something new. Read more about Alyssa Turner and preview her published works on her blog. http://alyssaturnerwrites.blogspot.com
Colors of the Rainbow Blog Hop! Some Gay Pride History and Books for You!
This is the Colors of the Rainbow Blog Hop! Celebrating Gay Pride Month and all the gay romance writers of Marketing for Romance Writers. (If you don't belong to MFRW and you're a writer or aspiring romance writer, it's time to join!)
I'm Tara Lain and i write the Beautiful Boys of Romance. Before i plunge into some interesting history, let me give away a few things:
If you would like a FREE Tara Lain gay romance novella titled Love You So Hard, just click HERE
to go to the MM Romance Group on Goodreads and see all the great books being given away as part of Love Has No Boundaries. These are books written especially for the event by romance authors and given away to members. So get your FREE copy now.
If you Leave a comment with your email and (if you feel like it) hop over and Like my Facebook Page you will be entered to WIN your choice of any of my LGBT books. Oh, that means every book but one! LOL My Genetic Attraction Series is bisexual LGBT, and all the rest but one M/F holiday story are gay romances.
So let me share some interesting things about the growth of Gay Pride. On June 28th, 1969, the police raided the Stonewall Inn in Greenwich Village, New York, a popular gay bar. Raids on gay bars were commonplace, but on this night the patrons and over 100 observers outside the bar fought back. It was the first time queer people had ever stood up to police on such a large scale. This event is often considered the beginning of the Gay Rights movement. (The photograph shown here is from The New York Daily News) Though almost unbelievable, bars that sold alcohol to gay people at that time could have their liquor licenses revoked (can you believe that?!) As a result, most gay bars were owned by the mafia who paid off the police to maintain
their lucrative niche market. The mafioso also played both ends against the middle, extorting money from wealthy gay patrons who didn't want to be outed.
The first rainbow flag appeared in San Francisco in 1978. It had two more stripes -- a pink and aqua one -- but the pink proved too hard to mass produce so it was eliminated along with the aqua for balance. Right after the Stonewall riots, the use of the term "gay" came into favor with the Gay Liberation Front. Previously, gay organizations had less direct names, but the GLF pushed the term forward.The oldest surviving gay organization in the world is the Center for Culture and Leisure (COC) in the Netherlands which was founded in 1946 under it's rather pallid name to hide it's real identity.
Obviously, we've come a long way, babies. When the Pentagon celebrated its first Gay Pride event in 2012,
you know things have changed. But not nearly enough. I'm proud to be a person who is fortunate enough to write gay romance. I think the more people who read our books, the more likely that children who tell their moms they're gay will be celebrated as any life event should be. The gender identity of humans has always been a great rainbow continuum, a quilt of variations and diversity. It's time for all of us to be proud!
Thank you so much for participating in the Hop! Be sure to leave a comment with your email to win your choice of any of my books.
The go back up to the top of this blog and click on one of the authors you want to hop to next!
There's a fun event going on over at my Author Blog too. Check Out the Big Gay Wedding event! Maybe win some more books. : )
Big Gay Weddings! With Cassandra Gold and Dev Bentham and Books for You!
Hi everyone-- It's my pleasure to welcome two Loose Id authors -- Cassandra Gold and Dev Bentham -- to the blog today to talk about the ups and downs of weddings! And you have the chance to win some yummy books so be sure to leave a comment with your email!
Loose Id is having a whole wedding extravaganza this month which says, "I Do! Or Maybe I Don't". Be sure to check out the whole event. And here are Dev and Cassandra to tell you more about the fun. -------
Ah weddings – they bring out the best and worst in all of us. This month you’re invited to Loose Id’s wedding extravaganza where marriage equity means equal opportunity wedding disasters. Kate McMurray writes about the thorny problem of finding a hot date to one’s ex's wedding while Cassandra Gold’s hero agrees to be best man at his brother’s wedding only to discover that his new in-laws include someone he’s, um, met before. Meanwhile, in J.A. Rock’s sequel, on the way to the altar the brat and his dom have to deal with everything from another bickering couple to an intimidating dildo. Dominique Frost explores whether a depraved hedonist can find love with the innocent and proper man he married for money. And Dev Bentham’s story has an emotionally damaged catering chef who needs to tame his demons or lose the love of his life. Something borrowed, blue, old and new for everyone this month at Loose Id.
Two of the authors from the Big Gay Wedding crew, Dev Bentham and Cassandra Gold, got together to answer a few questions about writing, weddings, and the future.
Dev: Some wounds never heal. George Zajac grew up in a religious family with a father who beat “the swish” out of him. Now he's a troubled man. At thirty-eight he moves across the country to start a new life in Los Angeles, working as the catering chef for a prestigious French Restaurant.
Kenny Marks, a writer who’s currently waiting tables, is everything George cannot be—flamboyant, proud and sexually confident. Enthralled by Kenny, and against his own better judgment, George agrees to a date.
Sparks fly. The sex is better than good. But even after the two get close, George remains crippled by humiliating sexual hang-ups. Still haunted by his childhood, he lingers in the closet and can’t commit to a relationship with Kenny. Love is the great healer, but is it enough?
George’s emotional scars could drive Kenny away, and with him, George’s last chance at happiness.
Cassandra: Photographer Skyler Spencer comes to Key West for his brother's wedding expecting to take some pictures, act as best man, and maybe spend a little time getting to know his brother's fiancee and her twin sister. Then he learns that not only is the twin a man rather than a woman, but it's a man he's met before--under less than appropriate circumstances.
Casey Baker doesn't expect the guy he once had a memorable encounter in a club bathroom with to turn up as his brother-in-law to be, but he's able to deal with the surprise. Dealing with the strong attraction they feel for each other is a lot more difficult, but Casey figures a short, hot fling will take care of that. Too bad he's not good at staying detached, and Skyler's not good at commitment.
When Mother Nature and the past combine to put the wedding in jeopardy, Skyler and Casey have more than just their own confused feelings to deal with. Will the weekend end with two sets of broken hearts?
How is this story like / unlike the other books you’ve written?
Cassandra: Always a Groomsman is a lot like my other contemporaries in that I love to write about traveling, and finding love in unexpected places. I also like to keep a light tone in most of my contemporaries.
It’s a lot different from my paranormal books, which tend to have a darker tone. It’s also considerably different from my other Loose Id release, The Cost of Secrets, which focused on serious issues.
I like writing both contemporary and paranormal stories. It helps me express different aspects of myself and also keeps me interested. If I’ve written too much in one genre, I can focus on the other for a while.
Dev: This is the fourth, and last, Tarnished Souls series book. It is like the others in that it’s a first person narrative with a Jewish holiday background—in this case, Purim. Bread, Salt and Wine deviates a little from that formula in that the holiday theme is less tightly woven into the story.
In Learning from Isaac, not only is there a Passover seder, but the Passover theme of freedom from bondage resonates throughout. In the same way, my Rosh Hashanna book, Fields of Gold, deals with repentance and forgiveness and for Hanuukah, Sacred Hearts is about the return of light and joy after a long darkness.
Purim is a funny holiday, and I mean that literally. The holiday narrative in the Book of Ester reads like a farce. To celebrate Purim, we’re supposed to wear costumes, get drunk and have a great time. And while a Purim party is important in Bread, Salt and Wine, the story is not a comedy. I went for the darker undertone of Purim, which is a battle against persecution. That said, this story is much like the others. All the Tarnished Souls stories have imperfect, wounded heroes who find that love really does heal.
How do weddings bring out emotions?
Dev: At most of the weddings in my story, the guys are working and so are bystanders to much of that particular kind of emotional drama. It’s an interesting dynamic for my narrator, George, who spends much of the book in denial about his feelings for Kenny, his friend, co-worker and casual lover. George's stoical attitude helps him work emotionally charged venues—whether handling a cake crisis or a star-studded extravaganza. At the same time, the memories and wounds he’s carting around keep him on the sidelines, not only of the weddings he caters, but of his own life.
Cassandra: Weddings are funny things. They’re supposed to be the happiest day of the bride and groom’s lives, yet they can also be stressful. I’ve seen huge arguments break out over trivial things, like flowers or food. Bridezillas, controlling parents, or meddling in-laws worry too much over who’s in charge, and not enough over the two lives being joined.
At the same time, though, weddings bring a lot of people together. It’s not just the bride and groom joining their lives, but also two families. Sometimes a wedding can bring more than just the bride and groom together as well. At my wedding, one of my friends met a friend of a friend and they hit it off. Today, they’re married with several children.
In Always a Groomsman, the wedding of my main characters’ siblings sets a lot of things into motion, including a chance for love for the main characters. As a photographer, Skyler’s seen a lot of weddings, but his own brother’s wedding brings out emotions he’s not sure he’s ready for.
What’s next for you?
Dev: I'm very excited about Painting in the Rain, my June 16th Amber Allure release. It's the story of Gabe, an artist and single father and Mike, his kid's social worker. Set on the Oregon Coast, it's the perfect Fathers' Day story.
Helping teenagers is tough. They face so many dangers - peer pressure, drugs, pregnancy, STDs. As a trained social worker, Mike knows all about it. He's taken a temporary job on the Oregon coast working with at-risk kids. But when he meets Gabe, the father of one of his charges, he finds himself in another type of danger – that of falling in love and getting stuck in a small, conservative town, not to mention living with an angry teenager. And yet, he's drawn to Gabe in a way he never imagined possible.
Gabe, whose own father left before he was born, stays in a town where he no longer feels welcome. He's living the life of a lonely artist so that he can be a father to his son, a bond that's been threatened by divorce and Gabe's public coming out. When he meets Mike, Gabe is bowled over with a longing so deep that he finds himself willing to risk everything.
There are plenty of dangers in a small town. When a gay kid gets hurt and they refuse to leave him to his fate, Mike and Gabe may be risking more than their hearts.
Cassandra: I also have a release June 16 from Amber Allure . Dev and I share that release date as well as our June 11 date with Loose Id. We joked that we’re double-dating. J
My June 16 release is a reprint of Trust, a story that was formerly published in an anthology. Trust is my one and only BDSM-themed book to date. While it does have BDSM aspects, they’re light.
Blurb: Detective Zach Davis has always prized his iron control. Life has taught him that emotions and trust are things to be avoided at all costs. Then his lover leaves him, citing the distance between them, and Zach realizes something has to change. Could a night at a BDSM club be the perfect way for him to show Lane he really can let go and build an equal relationship?
Dev and Cassandra are giving away books! One winner will win the choice of Dev’s two June releases (Bread, Salt, and Wine or Painting in the Rain). Another winner will win the choice of Cassandra’s June releases (Always a Groomsman or Trust).
Beautiful Boys Books is the book blog of erotic romance writer, Tara Lain. The blog only covers news and events relating to Tara's books. For a wider range of discussions, guest bloggers, craft writings, photos, videos and more, visit Tara's author blog at http://taralain.blogspot.com. Thanks for visiting.
Tara Lain never met a beautiful boy she didn’t love – at least on paper. A writer of erotic romance, mostly ménage and male/male, Tara loves all her characters, but especially her handsome heroes. A lifelong writer of serious non-fiction, Tara only fell in love with EROM in 2009 and, through perserverance and lots of workshops, had the first novel she ever wrote accepted for publication in 2010. After an exotic life of travel all over the world and work in television, education and advertising, Tara settled in Southern California with her soul-mate husband and opened her own small marketing business. She paints, collages, and started practicing yoga “way before it was fashionable”. Passionate about diversity, justice, inclusion and new ideas she says on her tombstone it will read, “Yes”.
How Steamy Do You Get? Lisa Eugene is STRICTLY BUSINESS!
It's my pleasure to welcome a new guest to the blog. Lisa Eugene is on her Blog Tour for her new release, Strictly Business. And trust me, this book is about business of the very best kind. Here's Lisa.
HOW STEAMY DO I GO WITH MY SEX.
Well...humm...I have to say that my sex scenes do get pretty steamy, but I think it's a product of my writing. The best review I ever got was when someone wrote, "You can really feel what her characters are feeling and going through"...that's what I aim for, so I tend to be very descriptive with my writing! If my characters are going through it, I want my readers to go through it too! If they are sad, I want my readers to feel sad. If they're angry, I want my reader to feel angry. If they are horny...well, you get the picture! Although I want my sex scenes to be realistic, I try to be tactful and romantic with my wording. Although, lets face it…there’re only a few words to describe the private areas so it can sometimes be a challenge.
I want my writing to be an emotional experience. I myself am a voracious reader. I like to absolutely immerse myself in a scene. I want to know the textures of the reality. What color is the sky? How does the breeze feel against my skin? What does this world smell like? I think that's why my sex scenes tend to be explicit. I want to know what my hero and heroine are feeling, tasting, and smelling....maybe a little weird, right? But, that's me. That’s also why my husband says I’m horrible at telling jokes. If a guy walks into a bar, I want to know what he’s wearing, the color of his eyes, what the bartender looks like…lol
Reading is escapism in its most cerebral form. I believe that you can live many lives inside your brain. That's what daydreaming is about. An author can help create a fascinating daydream or spark the fuse for one. I have to say that it's also a little bit voyeuristic. We as people, love to look into the lives of others, not just sexually, but in a way that depicts everyday lives...look at reality TV. We are fascinated by what others are going through. I think in a way it gives us validation that we're not alone. We're not the only one having a bad day, or having bad hair or bad skin or bad sex. Or on the other hand we may revel in the joys and triumphs of life just by observing or reading about the lives of others. It can be fictitious or real. It's life. I enjoy depicting that life as a little more exciting and sexy.
Blurb: Conservative Emergency Room Physician, Nina Henley has always followed the rules. Her life has been dictated by her unwavering commitment to medicine. Wade Connolly, renowned medical malpractice attorney and 'New York’s sexiest bachelor' enters her life and challenges her with his bold sexuality and intense passion. One look into his gorgeous blue eyes and Nina is forced to acknowledge needs that have long been repressed. When she becomes involved in Wade’s perilous malpractice case she realizes that she is at risk for not only heartbreak, but betrayal as everything she's worked so hard for is threatened. Will Wade's passion and love be enough to save her or will she lose everything…including her life?
Professional, she kept repeating to herself. Gorgeous and huge! Another voice kept insinuating itself into her overheated brain. The air in the room was thick and the only sound that echoed off the walls was the steady rhythm of their mingled breaths. Nina moaned as he lifted her top, exposing her black lace bra. Cool air teased her hot skin, making her shiver. A finger tormented her nipple and she was sure she whispered “please” before he groaned huskily and closed his mouth over her breast.
Caught in a cloud that was all sensation and need, she trailed her fingers down to the waistband of his pants.
“God…I want you. Where can we go? Is it safe in here?” His husky breath floated against the shell of her ear, sending a hazy buzz along her skin.
The loud jingle of the beeper hanging precariously from her scrub bottoms sliced through the moment like a sledgehammer. They both stared at each other, stunned, wide eyed, and wanting.. She exhaled an unsteady breath as she skimmed a hand over her hair, ignoring the jab of several pens. She quickly checked the state of her scrubs. She couldn’t believe that she’d acted so impetuously—like a sex starved lunatic! Remorse stabbed at her. Thoughts of her promising career and the life she'd built all twirled around in her head like a frenzied tornado, threatening to disappear into the fuzzy distance...
Jessica Freely is UNDAUNTED! Illicit Sex and Survival! Plus a Book for You.
Welcome back my good friend, the amazing author, Jessica Freely. Jessica has the second book in her new scifi series, Undaunted. AND, if you scroll down you'll find a free book for you! (Plus some amazing goodies you get to share with me. Sigh!) Take it away, Jessica.
Hi everyone, thanks for visiting! It's always a pleasure to come here and play with Tara and her beautiful boys of romance! Thank you, Tara, for hosting me.
My new release, Undaunted, Book 2 of the Freedom Series, is a gay science fiction romance and the sequel to Unlawful. Here's a blurb:
Larke didn't know Droje was a rebel when he found him beaten and bruised in an alley. Now they're on the run and there's no going back. While Larke can't get enough of Droje's hot body, the man's radical ideas -- like freedom and justice for all -- challenge his whole worldview. There may be more to life than illicit sex and survival, but unless Larke can get Droje to the safe house in time, neither of them will survive long enough to find out.
This sequel to Unlawful is the second short story in the Freedom Series, set in the universe of Jessica Freely's novella, His Own Devices.
Undaunted is available now at Amazon, ARe, and other fine booksellers everywhere:
Amazon Buy Link
Below I have an excerpt from Undaunted for you, but in the meantime, since I know how much Tara loves her beautiful boys, and I happened to learn that she's into the new Star Trek movie, I thought I'd bring in a few scifi hotties to warm things up.
Oh Benedict, I mean "John Harrison," right, could you come here please?
The water turned Larke's hair into rivers of gold running down the sleek, alabaster planes of his body. He rinsed the last of the soap from his skin and raised his face to the spray, his eyes closed, a smile parting his rosy lips.
Droje pulled the sweatshirt off over his head and undid the cord of his sweatpants. He was already pitching a tent in them. He'd been denying his body all day long. He couldn't wait any longer. He pulled the sweats down over his hips and let them pool at his feet. Naked at last, he stepped into the shower and took Larke's hot, wet, pliable body in his arms.
They kissed, caressing each other’s mouths with their tongues even as they ran their hands all over each other's bodies. Larke's skin was so smooth, like wet silk. Droje straddled one of Larke's long legs.
Larke flexed his hips, sliding his cock against Droje's.
The friction sent need sizzling though Droje's body. "I wanted you so badly today."
"I thought you regretted letting me come with you."
"I was afraid. I didn't know you'd be such a natural operative."
"Well, we were both surprised then." Larke reached down and gathered both of their cocks in his hand. His long fingers stroked slowly.
Heat pooled in Droje's belly. He bent his head and sucked on the tender flesh at the base of Larke's neck.
Larke arched his back and groaned. "The others don't care that we're drakes?"
"No. For one thing, Gar and Fel are together."
"Really?" The tempo of Larke's stroking faltered. "Is everyone in the movement a drake?"
"No, Zerne's not, but there are a lot of us. Many people who wouldn't otherwise be uncons get stripped because of it. Tends to radicalize a person's world view."
"Yeah." Larke released their cocks and put his arms around Droje, burying his face in Droje’s neck and clinging tight.
"It's okay. I'm just—"
"Big day. I know. You want to take a nap instead?"
"No. I couldn't sleep and… I need you Droje. I feel safe when we're together."
"I'll always do everything I can to protect you. You have my promise on that." Somewhere in the back of his mind he heard Gar say, "And what if you can't protect him?" but he ignored it. They were alive, free, and together, that's all that mattered now. He reached down and picked up where Larke left off.
Larke sighed and let his head fall back.
"You're so beautiful." Droje took one of Larke's perfect, pink nipples in his mouth and sucked on it. Larke’s moan made Droje's cock throb, desperate for the supple body before him. "Suck me."
Larke raised his head, looking at Droje with hooded eyes. Without a word he went to his knees and took Droje's balls into his mouth, running his tongue over the rapidly pebbling flesh. Sparks tingled in Droje's balls and up his aching cock.
Larke ran his tongue up the underside of Droje's straining shaft, leaving a trail of fire. When he reached the tip, he wrapped his lips around it. They were as soft as rose petals. Droje leaned back against the wall and threaded his fingers through Larke's hair, cradling his head.
Larke sucked him down, swirling his tongue around Droje's shaft, taking him all the way to the root.
"God!" Droje's grip on Larke's skull tightened. He let Larke ease back, and then thrust into his mouth. The spray from the shower ran down Larke's face in rivulets, over his closed eyes, down his cheeks. "So beautiful." Droje's longing sharpened and his balls drew up. He was about to come, but he wanted to be fucking Larke when that happened. He pulled Larke off his shaft and reached for the body lotion. "Bend over."
Oh my! I love Larke and Droje. And then there's Benedict! I have to tell you guys that posting this was a blast. I couldn't see the pictures until i posted them in the blog so it was like a delightful reveal! Thank you Jessica. And thank you all for coming. Remember to get your FREE copy of Unlawful now.
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