GGR Presents~Gregory Jonathan Scott's Take To The Sky Book Blog Tour & Giveaway!

Hi and welcome to For Whom The Books Toll. Today I'm hosting Gregory Jonathan Scott's Take To The Sky Book Blog Tour & Giveaway presented by GGR Promo Group.

Title: Take To The Sky
Author: Gregory Jonathan Scott
Publisher: Gregory Jonathan Scott
Genre: Gay Romance/Fantasy/Suspense/Erotic
Book Length: 257 pages

Blurb:
 An angelic romance that’s Powerful, Suspenseful, Sexy, Uniquely Erotic, and Romantic
    
In a secret Michigan Laboratory, an experiment developed a superior creation that was anticipated but not expected.
He was the ultimate conception, a core life-being merged with avian. He was born with a gift, a rare one; the ability to fly.  
    
His wings instinctively brought out the urge in him to fly, and Kellan's need to be free became his obsession.
    
When the dark, swirling clouds loomed one night, Kellan abandoned the place he had called home, taking to the sky in search of his freedom and to seal his heart that seemed incomplete.
    
Because Kellan's secret was too great for anyone outside the institute to know about, TC unleashed genetically altered Maniacs to bring him back.
    
Through independence, his amazing reality brought riveting adventures to a man he found and couldn't seem to live without. They get tangled with hair-raising suspense that adds heart-pounding tension to every attempt they make at living their unique affair. They faced uncertainty so
hectic that staying together was the least of their challenges, and it caused many of their bouts with passion to spiral in and out of chaos.
    
Along their frenzied path to survive, hidden secrets surface about Kellan, prompting each move they make in order to truly set him free.
    
Could Kellan's one true love and passion to fly be the death of him?
    
It's a magnificently inventive adventure of menace, romance, and extreme erotic pleasures.

Buy Links:
Amazon US: Take To The Sky
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Excerpt
“Okay, I’m sorry,” Kellan said. “I only wanted your first flight to be memorable. Next time I’ll  go easy on you.”

“Ppphh! Next time?” Neil spat and started to walk away. “I don’t think so, there isn’t going to be a next time.”

“Get over here.” Still chuckling in a playful manner, Kellan reached for Neil’s wrist and  tugged. “Yes there will be, and I promise I’ll go easy on you.”

Neil jerked and spun into Kellan’s arms, hitting his chest hard. It seemed warmer this time and what Neil liked most of all was when Kellan wrapped his feathery wings around him for that added hug. And then there was the kiss. Another beautiful kiss that transported them to a world of their own and just like before, it was perfect.

Hardly a minute had passed when the thrill of the other’s touch set off definite arousal inside both their jeans that fought like hell to bust loose and connect in a way that only two men could. 

Neil brought his hands to Kellan’s bare chest and stroked it. If he wasn’t mistaken, his chest wasn’t as smooth as it was before, maybe superfine feathers like the downy growth found on a newborn bird. It was shadow black where they were at and the darkness kept Neil from being able to tell for sure, but his exploring hands that roamed Kellan’s chest made him grow much harder than he was just seconds ago.

The low moans that came out of Kellan told Neil that whatever was happening between them needed to continue. When he felt Kellan’s tongue push between his teeth, he took that as proof that the angel wanted more of him. 

Was it a good thing or a bad idea?   

The night air was still, too still, almost peculiar enough to be a bad sign. It was like the calm before an approaching storm. 

Neil longed for more of Kellan, but wasn’t sure it was the best thing for them to do. The idea of getting wrapped up with an angel who just escaped a top-secret government facility might not be a good one. He desperately tried to put his mind elsewhere, anywhere but on the man he was kissing. Anywhere in the universe would do fine, but the thought change wasn’t working to save his ass – he was hooked.

Gregory Jonathan Scott was born and raised in Grand Rapids, Michigan where he met and shared a life with Scott that began just out of high school. Meeting by chance in Grand Rapids before relocating to South Florida where they live now with their lovable Shetland sheepdog and a sweet stray cat that showed up one day and decided to make their house a home. As a child, Gregory was always told he had a creative imagination and the artistic ability to turn a blank canvas into a beautiful work of art. Shortly after high school graduation, and together with his true love Scott, discovered the thrill of pottery and ceramic art. Here is where they opened a business for ceramists that quickly exploded before their eyes as the number one location for any hobbyist, storefront and scholastic industry looking for supplies related to ceramics and pottery. During this time, Gregory was approached by art magazines to write short articles and educational columns pertaining to the ceramic artistry. Captivating readers by his writing style grew fast, which ignited his desire to express himself further. From there, it began. Finding a love for writing, alongside his artistic hand, gave him inspiration to design and write this M/M romance Novel. Gregory and Scott are still together and are currently enjoying home life in South Florida.

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Giveaway:
Grand Prize (US Only):  Kindle Fire HD 6 Tablet and a Signed Paperback Copy of, Take To the Sky

First Prize:  E-copies of Take To The Sky, The Plantation Affair and Heartbreak Beat.

Second Prize:  E copy of Take To The Sky

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GGR Presents~ Jack Byrne's Dingo Run Book Blog Tour & Giveaway!!

Hi and welcome to For Whom The Books Toll. Today I'm hosting Jack Byrne's Dingo Run Book Blog Tour & Giveaway presented by GGR Promo Group.

Title: Dingo Run
Author: Jack Byrne
Series: Bushrangers Book Three
Genre: Gay Romance, Western/Cowboy, Historical
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Length: 60 pages

Blurb:
New South Wales, Australia, 1876. As captured outlaws, Jim Kelly and Mark Turner face the gallows. Help comes from an unexpected quarter, but their hasty escape goes wrong and now Jim's life hangs by a thread. Mark is driven by desperation to form an alliance with an infamous bushranger who may hold clues to his mysterious past. But as Jim and Mark’s relationship intensifies, it is also tested. Their secret is discovered, tempers fray, and jealousy flares.


Buy Links:
Amazon US: Dingo Run (Bushrangers Book 3)
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Excerpt:

hen Jim’s arms were around his neck, and Jim pulled him into a deep kiss. Mark surrendered to the kiss, careful because he could still feel the remnants of the fever in Jim’s hot lips and slightly uncoordinated movements.

He laid Jim back on the swag, kissing him so softly that Jim whispered, “I’m not going to break, you know.”

“I know.” Mark carefully removed Jim’s shirt and pants, then stripped him completely, kissing him all the while.

He stopped for a moment to undress himself, spared the horses and the cave entrance a glance, and then returned to kissing Jim. Dan wouldn’t be back for hours. 

Silently he pressed kisses down Jim’s broad chest, nibbling gently at the hard nubs of his nipples, feeling with gratitude the chest below rise in a gasp as he did so. Mark tasted the taut stomach, slightly salty with sweat, and heard a moan of pleasure from Jim. He smiled and licked again, a gentle dab of the tongue, and got the same response. He listened to the contented moans from above and kept giving tiny licks and nips down Jim’s stomach, which was now rolling under him and pushing up into the pressure, until Jim’s erection bumped Mark’s chin. Mark lifted his head slightly and carefully took the taut glans into his mouth, tasting more salt—there was fluid leaking from the tip.

“Oh, Mark,” moaned Jim, his voice throaty and deep.

Mark smiled and worked the glans in his mouth, running his lips and tongue around in circles until Jim was pressing rhythmically up against him, pushing for more contact. Mark let his mouth open a fraction more to allow Jim’s erection to slide gradually farther into his mouth and heard Jim groan, “Oh-oh.” He looked up to see Jim’s chest heaving and blue eyes looking down to him, hooded with desire. The taste of salt increased, and 
Jim became rock hard in his mouth.

Mark wet his fingers with spit and precum and teased them around the outside of Jim’s entrance, wetting it thoroughly before slipping a finger in, then another and another. Jim’s moans became more desperate. Mark pushed his fingers in and out, circling them, then plunging them in and out of Jim’s body again and again until Jim’s moans gained a pleading tone. Then he extracted his fingers and shifted upward to let his own leaking erection press against Jim’s hole.

Jim grabbed Mark’s hair and pulled him up to kiss him frantically, his breath coming in rough gasps in Mark’s ear. Mark teased him, nibbling and ghosting kisses across his neck until Jim begged, “Take me!” and claimed his mouth in a bruising kiss. Mark lined himself up and watched Jim’s face for any sign of a wince as he pressed into Jim slowly, his own erection so hard now that he didn’t have to guide himself in. The hot walls of Jim’s channel closed around him, and he heard himself give a guttural groan as he pressed slowly into the warmth and pressure of Jim’s body.

Jim closed his eyes and whispered, “I’m gonna shoot my load any second.”

Mark whispered back, “Open your eyes, then.”

Jim did, and the desire and pleasure in them was enough to make Mark growl again, grab Jim’s shoulders, and thrust hard and deep into him. Jim’s neck arched back, and he gasped. Mark wanted to sink his teeth into that exposed neck and thrust again and again, but he resisted and stilled, then pulled himself out very slowly.

“Jesus, Mark....” Jim’s voice was shattered as Mark began to push in again slowly. 

Mark hesitated, then continued, watching the pleasure contort Jim’s face as he did. Jim’s teeth were gritted as Mark pushed himself fully home, and Jim whispered, “You’re killing me.”

Mark nibbled on his ear and breathed, “I almost lost you this morning.” He bucked his hips once, hard, and Jim gave a small noise.

Mark began to withdraw again with agonizing slowness, then heard a strangled whisper from Jim. “I can’t—” 

Mark smiled and thrust himself in again, slowly but powerfully, pushing himself in until he was fully seated, then giving that slight buck inward that he knew Jim loved so much. Suddenly he heard Jim gasp and felt hot moisture between them and Jim convulse against him. He held Jim through his climax, watching the handsome face tighten and tip away from him as Jim arched up against him. He pressed quick, hot kisses up the corded tendons in Jim’s neck and whispered hotly in his ear, “I love you.”

“God,” managed Jim at last. “God.”

Mark kissed him and waited for Jim to meet his eyes again, then began to pump into him, still slowly, but putting all the power he could muster into his thrusts. Jim watched his face as he did so, and something in his look undermined Mark’s control so he began to thrust rapidly and deeply into Jim. Mark groaned his pleasure with each movement he made and was not sure when the groans became low growls.

Pleasure began to build in him, each push into Jim’s now slick, tight channel sending a thrill through his whole body. He struggled to keep control, but despite his best effortswas soon rutting into Jim’s body with abandon. When his climax came, it was intense, tightening his whole body and leaving him shaken. 

Afterward he lay beside Jim, grateful to still be able to breathe in his familiar scent. If Jim had died.... Mark closed his eyes and pushed his face even closer to Jim. 
Jim rolled over to face him and pulled him into a close embrace, the strong, bronzed arms holding Mark tightly against him. Mark closed his eyes and tried to breathe.

Jim’s voice broke through the silence. “What do you feel?”

Mark looked up into his eyes. “What?”

“When we do that, what do you feel?”

Mark hesitated. “You. Inside you. The heat.”

“Is it like a woman?”

Mark hesitated for even longer, then whispered, “I wouldn’t know.”

They lay in silence for a few moments, then Mark asked, “What do you feel?”

There was a long silence, then Jim said, “You. Like you’re part of me. Like you come into my body, and we’re one person. And every time we do it, I want more.”

Mark looked away, then couldn’t resist looking back, and saw Jim’s eyes gleaming at him. He asked, “Would you go back to a woman? Do you want children again?”

Jim stared off into the distance. “I don’t think so. Haven’t thought about it. Have you?”

Mark nodded. “I bet you were a good father.”

Jim’s eyes suddenly turned ice blue, and he turned to Mark and answered, “If I had been, they’d still be alive, wouldn’t they?”

Mark blinked, unsure what to say, and looked away.

Jack Byrne is an Australian who lives and works in the Australian outback training horses, doing farm work, and trying to stay out of trouble. He writes from experience (sometimes unfortunate experience!) and has been shot at (“a case of mistaken identity”) and bitten by a snake before. He writes on a laptop with a satellite connection and likes to ride or drive out to locations he is writing about to get a real feel for the surroundings.

He is happy to hear from readers.  He can’t promise an instant reply as he goes out working sometimes for a week or so, but he will get back to readers as soon as he can.


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eCopy of Walkabout 

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GGR DN Simmons Desires Unleashed Book Blog Tour & Giveaway!

Thank you for stopping  by today. I'm hosting D.N. Simmons' Desires Unleashed Book Blog Tour & Giveaway presented by GGR PromoGroup.


Hello Lovely People, 

My name is Warren Davis, and I'm one of the characters from the Knights of the Darkness Chronicles.  D.N. ask me to stop by and do a series introduction to all of you here on this cool-ass blog, so here I am. Where can I start? Well, how about this, if you love vampires and shape-shifters and you think you've read all of the great fiction out there pertaining to the two, you simply must check out the Knights of the Darkness Chronicles. It's going to blow your mind. 

Now, don't think I'm just pushing the series because I'm a character and I like the attention I get when readers gush over me. It's not that. I truly want to expose this series because it's freaking awesome. The things that happen in each book will not only shock you, but it will keep you glued to the pages until each book is finished. 

*Do you love action? Well, you're going to get a ton of that in the KOTDC. 

*Do you great sex scenes? Oh there's plenty of that and I'm not ashamed to say, I do work it. I don't play when it comes to my between the sheets action, if you catch my meaning. * wink *. 

*Do you love vampire and shape-shifter politics and customs? I do, too. You'll love where D.N. takes these ideas and makes them her own... or rather ours. 

*Do you love intelligent, sexy and witty characters that are so well-written, you forget you're reading a book because you're so invested in our lives? Yeah, it's like that. 

The Knights of the Darkness Chronicles is unlike any urban-fantasy you've ever read before. There are no main characters. According to D.N., she wanted to explore the entire world she created, and didn't want to limit the perspective to just one or two characters. And that's great for not only myself, but for all of my family and friends in the series. We all get so much exposure and I think that's so unique. There are GBLT characters as well as straight, so be prepared to see some pretty steamy scenes and extremely interesting and intricate relationships. 

When you pick up Desires Unleashed, which is the first book in the series, you'll be introduced to my partner, Matthew and of course, Yours Truly. Take a front seat ride with us as we investigate a series of gruesome murders plaguing our beautiful city, Chicago. If it's one thing I hate, it's seeing innocent people being hurt or killed and I swear, I'm going to catch the SOB who's been killing in my city... as soon as I find out who or what is behind the murders. 

Will you join me on this adventure?

Trust me, you won't regret it. 

Title: Desires Unleashed
Author: D.N. Simmons
Book Length: 290 pages
Series: Knights of the Darkness Chronicles Book 1
Publisher: Rushmore Publishing; 3 edition
Genre:  MM, MMF, Vampire Romance, Mystery, Action, Paranormal, Werewolf/Shifter
Length: 290 pages

Blurb:
Desires Unleashed is the first novel in the riveting, highly addictive and sexually-charged Knights of the Darkness Chronicles. Experience the heart-pounding thrill of the chase in this electrifying page-turner as you uncover the mystery behind the series of gruesome killings that have been terrorizing the citizens of Chicago. 

With mutilated bodies being discarded all around the thriving city of Chicago, the highly-trained, government-funded police force, better known as the S.U.I.T., has assigned two detectives to discover who or what is behind the series of gruesome murders. Soon into their investigation, the detectives realize that they are in over their heads and if they are going to stop the menace before the next attack, they are going to have to seek the help of two unlikely individuals. 

Original, sexy and gritty, the Knights of the Darkness Chronicles will suck you in and take you for a ride you won't forget!

Buy Links:

Amazon US: Desires Unleashed (Knights of the Darkness Chronicles (Book One) 1)

Amazon UK

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Hello, 
I’m very honored to be here and I can’t tell you how much I appreciate this opportunity to meet new readers.  My name is D.N. Simmons and I’m an urban-fantasy/paranormal romance author. My series Knights of the Darkness Chronicles is phenomenal, sexy, highly entertaining and completely addictive… well, that’s what I’ve been told. Who am I to disagree *giggle*.  When I say that my series is unlike any other, I really mean it. You will NOT find another series quite like it in the genre. That was my sinister plan from the very beginning.  I wanted to create a series with a platform that would take readers into a completely unique and bold direction with characters they could relate to. The story lines are original from book to book and they keep you engaged from the beginning to the end.  I know that the shelves are filled with paranormal books, especially those involving vampires and shape-shifters. And if you’re a fan of the genre, like I am, you may think that you won’t find anything too original because the market is already flooded.  That’s only because you haven’t read the KOTDC yet.  

See, I’m the kind of person that gets extremely enthusiastic about awesome storytelling. When I finish reading a great book or watching an amazing movie, I’m still buzzing about it. One of the reasons why I get so excited is because of exceptional writing and imagination. I appreciate that so much, therefore, I knew I had to give my readers the very best I could give them.

The Knights of the Darkness Chronicles isn’t just a series you read. It’s a series you experience.  You’ll know exactly what I’m talking about when you grab the first book. :D Trust me. 

Excerpt:

Darian walked down the dimly lit hallway until he reached a huge tapestry on the wall. He brushed the tapestry to the side to reveal a small sensor in the wall. He pressed his hand to the sensor screen. As the red light at the bottom of the sensor turned blue, a hidden door slid open exposing an elevator. 

Pulling a key out of his pocket, he stepped inside, inserting it into the slot on the elevator panel to start it downward. Three levels down, he exited and walked down another short L-shaped corridor to his private skybox overlooking an octagon-shaped arena. He settled into one of the four comfortable leather chairs facing the clear glass paneled wall. He looked around the arena to see that the soft cushioned seats were already full and everyone was anticipating the tournament. All the bets had been made. One could bet on a fighter per night, thus increasing their chances of winning. Or they could pick a champion to win the whole tournament and receive one lump sum. There was a little less than one hundred million dollars to be won this night, which was very good for an opening night. Darian had already placed his bet on the fighter known only as Draco. Xavier had been most impressed by the fighter’s skill, so 

Darian had chosen Draco as his champion. 

It never ceased to amaze Darian that the human race would, no doubt, do just about anything for money. They put a price tag on their own lives. Darian had never met one vampire that would name the price of their own immortality. He figured mortals thought they were immortal, that life would always grant them another day. Until, of course, their last day came before they could blink their eyes. Darian no longer worried about having his life snuffed out so easily. It would take a lot more than a virus or blunt force trauma to kill him, of that he was pleased.

The announcer came out through sliding double doors with two beautiful female vampires. Dressed in red sequined bikinis and top hats, white sequined bow ties and matching six inch heels, they stood by his side, hands on their hips. The announcer wore a red sequined tux with tails, matching hat and a white silk shirt with matching gloves. He was a tall male with black hair and pale skin. Though he wasn’t a vampire, he could easily pass for one. 

Vampires were always pale before their first feeding. Pale and cold. Then when their bodies are filled and warmed with living blood, they can pass easily amongst the human race. A very observant human could detect the subtle differences in skin and hair textures and the shine of a vampire’s eyes. 

The announcer ordered some film footage of the fighters to be run on the huge television suspended over the arena. The crowd ‘oohhhed’ and ‘ahhhed’ as they witnessed the talents of the new tournament fighters. There were a mixture of female and male martial artists and grappling street fighters. 

Darian could hear a few murmurs of those who wished they could change their bets. He smiled. Too late, he thought. The footage ended, the crowd hushed, everyone waited for the theatrics the announcer provided. The lights dimmed to darkness, leaving only one spotlight on the announcer. He looked around the crowd as he raised the microphone to his mouth. 

“Ladies and gentlemen, tonight you are in for a treat. Once again, we have gathered all of the world’s best fighters to battle it out over the next three days, for a total grand prize of five million dollars!” he said with raised hands. 

The crowd cheered and applauded. Darian laughed and clapped as well. He liked the energy from the audience. It was an appetizer to the hunt, or in this case, since he had fed already, it was more of a dessert. Just enough to whet his appetite for the bloody fight that was soon to come.

Author Bio:

D. N. Simmons lives in Chicago IL., with a rambunctious German Shepherd that's too big for his own good and mischievous kitten that she affectionately calls "Itty-bitty". 

Her hobbies include rollerblading, billiards, bowling, reading, watching television and going to the movies. 

She has been nominated at Love Romances and More, winning honorable mention for best paranormal book of 2006. She has won "Author of the Month" at Warrior of Words. 

She was voted "New Voice of Today" 
at Romance Reviews and "Rising Star" at Love Romance and More. 

To learn more, and have the opportunity to speak with the author personally, please visit the official  website and forum at www.dnsimmons.com . D.N. is always interested in meeting new and wonderful people.

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GGR Presents~ Nya Rawlyns' Jerking Iron Book Blog Tour & Giveaway!!

Welcome to For Whom The Books Toll. Today I'm hosting Nya Rawlyns' Jerking Iron Book Blog Tour & Giveaway presented by GGR Promo Group.

Title: Jerking Iron 
Author: Nya Rawlyns
Series: Bad Boyfriends #3
Genre:M/M Action/Adventure Romance
Publisher: PubRight Oct 24, 2014
Length: 228 pages

Blurb:
With his business empire under fire and ready to collapse, Kane and his partners turn to unlikely sources for help.

Nick Lopez is a wounded warrior, an undercover major crimes cop caught in the crossfire when he brokers a deal between competing rival Miami crime families. When his best friend, David Black, calls him for advice, Nick sees it as an omen. Sometimes it’s better to get out of Dodge and live, so he quits the force and heads north.

Jace McClune has seen and done too much as a vice cop. His last undercover assignment was his undoing, leaving him with an intervention but no resolution. Thomas Kane has friends in high places and when he hints the mob’s fingerprints are all over the attempts to take over his businesses, the precinct brass see this as a good way for Jace to get his head on straight with a babysitting job.

Jace and Nick pair up for a simple sting operation, but they soon discover that under the layers of betrayal and lies runs the threat of a new operation—one that takes the skin trade to new levels of perversion. Neither man is prepared for the mutual attraction that simmers to a rolling boil as it becomes clear that the only way they can cut to the truth is to allow Jace to sink once more into the dangerous underbelly of the city.

They’re about to find out why a man you could not break was a man worth breaking...

Buy Links:

Amazon US: Jerking Iron (A Bad Boyfriends Novel)

Amazon UK

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Excerpt:

Jace and Nick dance around their attraction, testing each other, pushing buttons. When Jace retreats to his own room to research intel obtained from a friend in the department, Nick barges in…

I was so busy staring at the lighted screen in the dark bedroom, I never heard him come in, never sensed him towering over me, reaching for the phone and clicking it off, throwing us into darkness, and my lust into full alert.

He growled, “You said it could wait until morning.”

“I lied.”

“Did you lie about wanting to fuck?”

“What is this … truth or dare? Twenty questions … what?” 

“Answer the question.”

I swallowed at the tone of voice. It’d gone hard, commanding, turning my innards to goo. I murmured, “No. I mean … yes.”

“Which is it, Jace? Yes you lied, or yes you want to fuck.”

Wriggling got me nowhere. He had me pinned with his massive thighs, his mouth millimeters from mine, his breath hot enough to melt the skin off my bones. The lashes and welts on my back tingled as he shifted my body under his weight, my skin slipping against the quilt, setting up a sweet ache that flared along my spine.

Ache morphed to pain and I tensed, the memory of that night exploding behind my eyelids. I sucked air and fumbled for a safeword, any word. I didn’t have to ask, he offered.

“I won’t ever hurt you, Jace. Just tell me to stop and I will.” 

He rolled, pulling me on top of him, freeing my arms, letting me make the final decision. His erection was hard and thick and pressing at the crack, as my ass burned with anticipation.

I reached to grab the bag, dumping the contents on the nightstand. I tossed him a package of condoms. “Here, open this. I got the jumbo size. Hope it fits.”

“You put a lot of pressure on a fellow, McClune.” 

“It’s for me, asshole. I’m driving tonight.”

He laughed, the sound rumbling from deep in his chest. God, how I loved to listen to him. His voice was a basso profundo—the deepest of deep—and the accent lilted his words, like he was making music every time he spoke. 

By the time he’d seen to the preliminaries I was in a sweat, rubbing against his cock from pucker to balls and back, the sensation driving me nuts. When he rolled the condom on my cock, I nearly lost it.

He said, “Go slow. It’s been a long time.”

Lubing my fingers, I eased back to reach the tight ring of muscle, inserting a finger then two. He pulled his legs up to his chest, his flesh quivering, either from my stroking and stretching, or from the fact he was relinquishing control to a sub, a sub with injuries he didn’t inflict.

When I hit just the right spot, he jerked and hissed, “Oh, fuck, right there.” I kept teasing him, inserting three fingers and rubbing him until he howled, “Oh sweet Jesus, I’m not going to last,” and pumped his own cock hard.

I eased in, giving him time to adjust, but he wasn’t having any of it. With an upward thrust he impaled my cock to the hilt, rocking me into the valley between his legs. He pulled me into a brutal kiss, lips and teeth and tongue ravaging my mouth, sucking all the air from my body until I went lightheaded and giddy with the feel of my cock buried so deep inside him, the heat igniting me into a frenzy. 

Pulling away from his demanding mouth, I rocked back and braced my hands on his thighs, giving myself leverage as I pummeled him hard, balls to ass, the sound of skin slapping skin, his moans, the sweat pouring off me in a waterfall of lust…

Together we pumped his cock in rhythm with my thrusts. When the orgasm hit, it was so sudden it took me by surprise, blowing through me like a bullet train, spine to ass to balls. As the spasms eased, I pumped his cock once, twice, and he came on a bellow as thick ropes of cum coated his belly and chest.

I collapsed on him as he wrapped his legs around me, holding me fast, cum and sweat gluing us together. He had his chin on the top of my head, our chests in a frantic rise and fall as we sucked air and waited for our heartbeats to slow.

His fingers found the pattern on my back, tracing the ridges and valleys. He had questions. I didn’t blame him for that. If the tables had been turned, I would be the same.

He took a deep breath, and I prepared myself to say no, I can’t talk about it, not this, never this.

Instead Nick said, “I will never hurt what’s mine.”

Nya Rawlyns has lived in the country and on a sailboat on the Chesapeake Bay. When she isn't tending to her garden or the horses, the cats, or her noisy parakeets, she can be found day dreaming and listening to the voices in her head.

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  Nya's M/M Collection:

Bad Boyfriends: Curling Iron, Pumping Iron, Jerking Iron

The Holiday Toast Series: A Christmas Toast, A Valentine Toast (contemporary)

The Crow Creek Series: Ash & Oak, Pulling Leather, Strapping Ash, Sorting Will, Flankman (contemporary western romance) and The Crow Creek Collection, Vol. I

The Wrong Side of Right (transgressive, homoerotic literature)

Good Boy Bad (transgressive, homoerotic literature)

The Strigoi Chronicles: Penance, Fane, Michel, Dreu (paranormal, action-adventure, dark urban fantasy)

Acid Jazz Singer (Hunger Hurts), paranormal, dark urban fantasy

Skin (crime-suspense, action-adventure)

Giveaway:

Grand Prize:  A Nya Rawlyns Canvas Tote Bag (US Only), $10 Amazon Gift Card, and E-copies of Curling Iron, Pumping Iron & Jerking Iron

First Prize: E-copies of Curling Iron, Pumping Iron & Jerking Iron

Second Prize: E-copy of Jerking Iron

Third Prize: E-copy of a Nya Rawlyns Back list title.

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GGR Presents~ Jamie Lake's Bad Boy: Naughty At Night Book Blog Tour & Giveaway!!

Welcome to For Whom The Books Toll. Today I'm hosting Jamie Lake's Bad Boy: Naughty At Night Blog Tour & Giveaway presented by GGR Promo Group.

What are You Hiding?

Being a teacher during the day and an erotic masseuse at night is bad enough but what if you're hiding it from the one you're dating?  That's the predicament my main character Peter, in my book series "Bad Boy", finds himself in when after years of waiting to meet "the one" he doesn't meet him until he's practically given up. But the timing is kind off because he's just started giving nude massages to perfect strangers at night to make ends meet. He's already putting his career and reputation at risk by doing it in the first place. He finds himself sick to his stomach worried every day that someone he knows might find out but it eats him alive that the guy he really likes, the one he can picture his future with has no idea. It's taken a lifetime for him to finally meet Chip, a cop, and now he could lose it all.  

Many of us have hidden things from others in the past. Everyone has a past and skeletons we wouldn't want the entire world to know but there's a freedom in people knowing, those secrets can no longer weigh us down. They can no longer hold us back from our happiness and even though in Peter's case, he may not have a choice in the matter, he soon finds that letting secrets out may be the best thing to happen to him.

Title: Bad Boy: Naughty At Night
Author: Jamie Lake
Book Length:  64 pages
Genre: M/M Erotica Novella
SelfPub~June 25, 2014

Blurb:
Kindergarten teacher by day, sensual masseuse by night, Peter Davidson never thought things would get so tough that he’d need to give out sensual massages in secret in order to make ends meet. But when the school slashes his hours in half and with no other jobs available in town, he stumbles across the opportunity when fiddling around on an online dating site and a rather handsome older gentleman offers him money. 

What he thinks will be a one time thing turns into a booming business at night, and Peter promises himself he’ll only do it long enough just until he gets caught up. He has nothing else going on in his life, after all. 

Handsome, classy and educated as he is, Peter still hasn’t met The One. Until, that is, he meets Chip - the parent of a new student, who turns out to be more man than he’s ever dreamed of. 

What will Chip say if he finds out what Peter is doing on the side? And, what’s worse, what will the school say when they find out this teacher has been a very bad boy?

Buy Links:
Amazon US: BOOK 1 - Bad Boy | Gay Romance MM Boyfriend Series: Bad Boy: Naughty at Night Gay Romance Novels (Bad Boy: Naughty at Night Gay Romance Books)
Amazon UK

My name is Jamie Lake and I'm the author of more than 12 gay romance novels. I've been a big fan of gay romance books ever since I started reading them and I really try to do something a little  different. Some of my favorite gay romance mm authors are Kindle Alexander, Sara York, Riley Hart and  River Jaymes. 

With my own novels, I like to give my readers all the hot steamy scenes they like, but I also write characters with a lot of drama.

Every single character I write has a piece of me in them and in many ways, their situations have mirrored things I've been through in my own life or other people I know have been through. Whether it's Casey in "Boyfriend for Rent" who was kicked out his boyfriend's house suddenly or Chris in "The Trainer" who was cheated on or even Peter in the "Bad Boy" series who was desperate to find love and stability, I've been there and done that.

Fortunately for me, I have a wonderful partner now, so I know the heights of true love but I also know the lows of a messy breakup. I hope you enjoy reading my gay romance mm stories as much I enjoy writing And although my books have found amazing success, I'm so grateful for every single one of my readers who have helped me make my dream of becoming a full-time gay romance author come true. You rock!

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Giveaway:
Blog Comment Giveaway (1Winner per Blog):
eCopy of Bad Boy: Naughty at Night


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