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Blog Tour Serial: Dirty Minds (Part Eight) by Rhys Ford + Giveaway!

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To celebrate the release of my new book, Down and Dirty, I’m inviting you to follow along with blog tour serial of a Cole McGinnis case, Dirty Minds! Enter to win a giveaway at every site!

Dirty Minds

Part Eight

The next day, Bobby came rolling in with a chain of hickeys around his neck. He sure as hell didn’t have them when I saw him at two am. Claudia eyeballed him as he swaggered in.

“Boy, you’ve got to sometimes feed your dates.” She pointed a pencil at his bared throat. “That one you took home last night should have had a sandwich or something before you got down to business.”

“Yeah, he’s a bit…” He slunk past Claudia, trying to avoid the slap she gave his ass. Being a mother of a squillion kids, she got him anyway. I heard the smack from across the room and his booming laugh. “Hey, okay. Next time.”

“Dude, really? You got a booty call at oh-dark-thirty?” I handed Bobby a mug and sat down at my desk. “Shit, Dawson.”

“You be as puritanical as you want to be, Princess. I happen to like sex.” He got himself some coffee. “How about if we talk more about this stupid side case you’ve got going and less about what I’ve got going on the side?”

“Okay, I asked Dex if he could run down the purple Monte Carlo for us.” I’d checked my email before Claudia and Bobby came in but nothing from Wong. “He’s going to do it on the sly. G and J might actually be doing something on the case.”

“If they do, it’s ‘cause Pierce has some pull.” He rubbed his thumb against his fingers. “Boy’s got money.”

“I’ve got money and the cops barely answer the phone when my alarm company calls them,” I pointed out.

“That’s ‘cause your shit blows up every time someone looks at it wrong, boy.” Claudia edged in past Bobby. “They show up when they’re called and God knows what they’re going to walking into. Best wait until there’s a fireball in the sky and then they’ve got a fighting chance.”

“Your faith in me is admirable.” For a church-going, God-fearing woman, Claudia sure knew her way around an evil eye because the one she gave me scorched me down to my ass. I felt like she’d taken me out back and beat me with the leather bag I’d gotten her for her last birthday. “Seriously, all I’ve got is a lead on the former valet. Called the restaurant, hoping to get a hold of the manager but he wasn’t talking. Maybe he thought—”

“Yeah, I went by there before I came here,” Bobby said, sliding a piece of paper out of his back pocket. “Guy was plenty chatty with me.”

“In my neighbourhood, we call that whoring,” Claudia interjected. “That where the vacuum cleaner attacked you? Down at that restaurant?”

“Miss Claudia, I’ll have you know I do not trade sex for information. My hungry companion is someone I know, admire and who probably is still sleeping where I left him, in my bed.” He sniffed, pretending to be insulted but Claudia and I caught the wink he threw her way. “Actually, the manager was pretty nice but said some asshole called earlier, trying to shake him down for info. Like a job reference or something. Since speaking poorly about someone leads to lawsuits these days, he told the guy—probably Cole here—to fuck off.”

“What a dick. I didn’t say it was for a job reference. Just that I was looking for him,” I grunted as I snatched the paper out of Bobby’s fingers. “So did he give you the guy’s name?”

“Better than that.” He smirked. “I not only got the guy’s name. I got his address.”

Follow the Down and Dirty Blog Tour

Dec 30 Part One — 3Chicks after dark

Dec 31 Part Two — Boy Meets Boy Reviews

Jan 1 Part Three — Joyfully Jay

Jan 2 Part Four — LoveBytes

Part Five — On Top Down Under

Jan 3 Part Six — Prism Alliance

Jan 4 Part Seven — It’s About The Book

Part Eight — The Blogger Girls

Jan 5 Part Nine — Sinfully Sexy

Jan 6 Part Ten — NDulgent Bloggers

Jan 7 Part Eleven — The Novel Approach

Jan 8 Part Twelve — Under the Covers Blog

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About Down and Dirty

22906910From the moment former LAPD detective Bobby Dawson spots Ichiro Tokugawa, he knows the man is trouble. And not just because the much younger Japanese inker is hot, complicated, and pushes every one of Bobby’s buttons. No, Ichi is trouble because he’s Cole McGinnis’s younger brother and off-limits in every possible way. And Bobby knows that even before Cole threatens to kill him for looking Ichi’s way. But despite his gut telling him Ichi is bad news, Bobby can’t stop looking… or wanting.

Ichi was never one to play by the rules. Growing up in Japan as his father’s heir, he’d been bound by every rule imaginable until he had enough and walked away from everything to become his own man. Los Angeles was supposed to be a brief pitstop before he moved on, but after connecting with his American half-brothers, it looks like a good city to call home for a while—if it weren’t for Bobby Dawson.

Bobby is definitely a love-them-and-leave-them type, a philosophy Ichi whole-heartedly agrees with. Family was as much of a relationship as Ichi was looking for, but something about the gruff and handsome Bobby Dawson makes Ichi want more.

Much, much more.

Available at: Dreamspinner Press & Amazon

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About Rhys Ford

rhysfordRhys Ford was born and raised in Hawai’i then wandered off to see the world. After chewing through a pile of books, a lot of odd food, and a stray boyfriend or two, Rhys eventually landed in San Diego, which is a very nice place but seriously needs more rain.

Rhys admits to sharing the house with three cats of varying degrees of black fur and a ginger cairn terrorist. Rhys is also enslaved to the upkeep a 1979 Pontiac Firebird, a Toshiba laptop, and an overworked red coffee maker.

And at the Starbucks down the street. No really, they’re 24/7. And a drive-thru. It’s like heaven.

Find out more about Rhys on her Blog, Facebook, Twitter or her books can be purchased, folded and first chapters read at Dreamspinner Press.

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As part of this blog tour, Rhys has graciously offered up a $20 Gift Certificate to the e-tailer of their choice to one lucky winner!! The giveaway starts now and ends January 10, 2015 at 11:59 p.m. To enter, just click the link below!

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Don’t forget to check out Nikyta’s review of Down and Dirty to see what she thought of it!

Good luck!

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Cover Reveal: Rise & Fall (THIRDS, Book #4) by Charlie Cochet + Exclusive Excerpt & Giveaway!

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Hello all! Welcome to the Rise & Fall (THIRDS, Book 4) cover reveal! I’m super excited to share with you the cover for the latest THIRDS book by the fabulous L.C. Chase! There’s also a giveaway, and Rise & Fall is now available for preorder!

View the full post to see this awesome cover!

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Honorary Blogger Chris T. Kat: Tai Chi: Martial Arts or Gentle Exercise? + Excerpt & Giveaway!

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Tai Chi: Martial Arts or Gentle Exercise?

by Chris T. Kat

Hello, I’m Chris T. Kat, visiting the lovely Blogger Girls again. 🙂 I’m here to talk about my new release, Swordplay (A Jeff Woods Mystery). Swordplay is the third and last book in the Jeff Woods Mysteries series, and was published by Dreamspinner Press on December 22nd.

In Attachment Strings and Sacrifices, the first two books in the Jeff Woods Mystery series, Jeff, his boyfriend Alex, and Alex’s brother Sean lived in Atlantic City. In Swordplay, the whole family moved to Washington DC. Alex is still unemployed, and to occupy his time he starts tai chi lessons.

Jeff is all for Alex having fun, especially if it keeps him from another hair-rising escapade like in Sacrifices, but he’s not so sure about tai chi. Jeff considers tai chi to be for elderly people to relax, a sort of gentle exercise. It took him a while to grasp the concept of tai chi as a martial arts sport. Alex had to explain this to him—quite often. In Swordplay, Alex and his teacher train in Chen style.  Most modern styles, often referred to as Yang style, show slow, soft moves, whereas Chen style also include fast and explosive moves (plus the use of various weapons). Here are two short video (second one is performed with a sword):

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I don’t do tai chi myself, but my husband does, and I know more of tai chi and its principles than I ever wanted to know. On the other hand, it’s a really stunning sight when he trains and wields his sword, so I’m all for enabling him to pursue this hobby. 😉 After watching him numerous times, I knew I needed someone who exercised tai chi in one of my next books, plus I really wanted a sword to make an appearance, and voilà! There you have Swordplay.

Do you have a hobby that’s important to you? How did you find it?

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About Swordplay

SwordplayLGAfter leaving his dream job as an Atlantic City detective, Jeff Woods has moved to Washington DC with his life partner, Alex Fisher, and Alex’s disabled little brother Sean. Parker Trenkins, Jeff’s ex-partner on the force, has made the move as well, along with his significant other David. Jeff and Parker partner up once again, but in a new way, as owners of their own detective agency.

Life is difficult at the best of times. Sean loses sight in one of his eyes, a direct result of being pushed into the Atlantic by a homicidal maniac a year ago. In his struggle to deal with everything, a restless Alex enrolls in tai chi classes at a nearby school.

As it happens, a murder case Jeff and Parker take involves the head of that very tai chi school, Charles Cooper. Cooper is a suspect in the murder of a financial corporation official. He appears to have motive. Jeff and Parker’s investigation arouses the real killer’s interest, and if they don’t uncover his identity soon, it may be too late for them.

Available at: Dreamspinner Press & Amazon

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An Excerpt from Swordplay

As I walked to the door leading to our apartment, the soft chimes of calm Chinese music filtered through. I cautiously pulled the door open and stuck my head inside.

Alex had cleared the space in the living room so he could exercise. He was still wearing his blond hair long since we’d both had realized we liked it this way best. Well, I’d been a bit dense and only realized it after a haircut a couple of months ago.

I leaned against the doorframe, watching him. He was wearing gray sweatpants, soft shoes, and nothing else. Perspiration was visible on his upper body. He moved in short but graceful steps accompanied by hand gestures. Not for the first time, it struck me how agile he was.

At first I hadn’t been sure why he had to take tai chi lessons instead of karate or taekwondo.. I’d believed tai chi to be for elderly people to relax, a sort of gentle exercise. Alex had explained to me the various tai chi styles. He was training in Chen style, the source for all other tai chi styles. Most modern styles, often referred to as Yang style, showed slow, soft moves, whereas Chen style also included fast and explosive moves—I really liked the cannon fist—and the use of various weapons. But as Alex had also told me, “ten thousands forms and one principle,” so whatever style chosen, it was all good.

My mouth went dry when he pushed his hands out, the ropy muscles on his arms showing off his power. The sweatpants bulged around his knees when he made a couple of fast-moving steps, and he twisted where I could admire his chest and abdomen. A moment later, his lips curved upward, and he asked, “What are you doing here? Other than drooling all over me?”

I pushed off, kicked the door shut, and advanced on him. “I’m not drooling.”

“Oh, you were. Only thing missing was your panting.”

“Feeling cheeky this morning?” I asked.

I grabbed his hips and kissed him hard. He laughed and scurried away. I shucked my jacket and threw it on the sofa. Alex picked up a towel and dried himself off, all the while watching me. Hunger lurked in his dark eyes.

Sure, I was here to talk to him about Cooper, but right now my cock demanded action and overruled my brain. I advanced on him, and Alex met me halfway. We collided, and both of us grappled for a secure hold on the other. I slid my hands into his hair, yanking his head back so I could pepper his throat with sharp nips and firm kisses.

Alex grasped my shirt, and he let out those delicious sounds of arousal that always brought my cock to full erection within seconds. It was no different this time. I ground my crotch against his, eliciting a shudder from him.

When I looked at his face again, his eyes were closed and his lips parted. I slipped my tongue into his mouth. I tasted a mix of coffee and chocolate. “White Chocolate Mocha Frappuccino?”

Alex’s eyes fluttered open, and he smiled sheepishly. “I needed something sweet this morning.”

With gentle hands, I cupped his face and pressed a kiss on the tip of his nose. I understood. Anything to take his mind off Sean’s impending sight loss, even if it was just a drink. He dug tighter into my shirt, crumpling it, at the same time trying to pull me closer to him.

“Something else you need?”

“You,” he replied without hesitation.

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About Chris T. Kat

Chris T. Kat lives in the middle of Europe, where she shares a house with her husband of many years and their two children. She stumbled upon the M/M genre by luck and was swiftly drawn into it. She divides her time between work, her family—which includes chasing after escaping horses and lugging around huge instruments such as a harp—and writing. She enjoys a variety of genres, such as mystery/suspense, paranormal, and romance. If there’s any spare time, she happily reads for hours, listens to audiobooks or does cross stitch.

Find out more about Chris on her Blog, Twitter, Goodreads, Facebook or Amazon Author Page.

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Chris is giving away a set of all three books in the “Jeff Woods Mystery” series (Attachment Strings, Sacrifices and Swordplay) as paperbacks to one lucky winner! Comment on any of the Swordplay blog tour stops for your chance to win.

Here’s the list of participants:

December 23rd: The Novel Approach

December 27th: Love Byte Reviews

December 30th: The Blogger Girls

December 31st: Joyfully Jay

Chris will pick the winner on January 3rd and contact the winner via e-mail. Winner has 48 hours to respond.

Don’t forget to check out Nikyta’s review of Swordplay to see what she thought of it!

Good luck!

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Giveaway Winners!

It’s time to pick some giveaway winners! Woohoo!

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Honorary Bloggers Lisa Henry and J.A. Rock: Better Than Sex Cake + Giveaway!

Honorary_Blogger_PostHi! We’re Lisa Henry and J.A. Rock, the authors of THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF ALTONA. We’re touring the web taking about our influences, our processes, anything we can think about actually, and even giving you guys a sneak peak or two! And what would a blog tour be without a contest? Check out the details at the bottom of the post to see what you can win!

“Do you think if I take Mac some cake, he’ll be less angry?”

“I think if you take him some cake, you’ll come out wearing it.”

-THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF ALTONA

The PLAYING THE FOOL series contains a lot of references to cake. This is mostly because Henry Page–con man, junk food addict, and Shakespeare aficionado–spends 85% of his waking life thinking about cake. And so do we. So we’ve decided to let Henry share a favorite recipe with you today, a cake aptly called “Better Than sex Cake.” It’s easy to make, incredibly delicious, and will definitely kill you. Like, McDonald’s wishes it could come up with something less healthy for you than this. So hold onto your cholesterol counter (We’re kidding, throw it away.) and enjoy.

BETTER THAN SEX CAKE

INGREDIENTS:

1 box devil’s food cake mix

1 (14-ounce) can sweetened condensed milk

1 (12-ounce) jar caramel ice cream topping

8 ounces Cool Whip

½-1 cup Heath toffee bits

“It’s really good. The frosting is as soft as a baby seal.

Or a cloud. Or a baby seal riding a cloud.”

DIRECTIONS:

  1. Bake the cake according to the directions on the box.
  2. Remove the cake from the oven and immediately poke holes all over the top using either the bottom of a wooden spoon, a skewer or a fork.
  3. In a medium bowl, stir together the sweetened condensed milk and caramel sauce, then slowly drizzle the mixture all over the cake. Allow the cake to cool completely at room temperature, then refrigerate for at least 1 hour.
  4. Spread the Cool Whip over the top of the cake, top with the Heath toffee bits and refrigerate again for 1 hour. Serve cold and refrigerate any leftovers.

“Funny,” Jeff said after a few minutes. “You’d think Maxfield would be cake after Rasnick.”

Mac wasn’t sure if that was an insult or not. And did Jeff have to say cake?

About The Two Gentlemen of Altona

TwoGentlemenOfAltona_500x750Mischief, thou art afoot.

Special Agent Ryan “Mac” McGuinness is having a rough week. Not only is he on a new diet, but he’s also been tasked with keeping Henry Page—the world’s most irritating witness—alive. Which is tough when Mac’s a breath away from killing the Shakespeare-quoting, ethically-challenged, egg-obsessed Henry himself. Unless killing isn’t really what Mac wants to do to him.

Con man Henry Page prefers to keep his distance from the law . . . though he wouldn’t mind getting a little closer to uptight, handsome Agent McGuinness. As the sole witness to a mob hit, Henry’s a valuable asset to the FBI. But he’s got his own agenda, and it doesn’t involve testifying.

When evidence surfaces of a mole in the FBI office, Mac and Henry are forced to go into hiding. Holed up in a fishing cabin, they’re surprised to discover that their feelings run more than skin deep. But as the mob closes in, Henry has to make his escape. And Mac has to decide how far he’s willing to go to keep Henry by his side.

THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF ALTONA is the first in our PLAYING THE FOOL trilogy. Book 2, THE MERCHANT OF DEATH, will be available on February 2. Book 3, TEMPEST, will be released March 9.

You can preorder the series, and check out excerpts, at Riptide.

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Thanks for following our tour! To celebrate our release, we’re giving away an awesome prize – an ebook copy of a novel of your choice from either of our back catalogs. We’re also giving away a $20 Riptide gift voucher, and the contents of Henry Page’s bag during his arrest in THE TWO GENTLEMEN OF ALTONA: that’s some Shakespeare and a bunch of Henry’s favorite candy!

All you have to do is leave a comment on this post with a way for us to contact you, be it your email, your twitter, or a link to your facebook or goodreads account. Please put your email in the body of the comment, not just in email section of the comment form, because we won’t be able to see it otherwise! On January 9, we’ll draw a winner from all eligible comments! Be sure to follow the whole tour, because the more comments you leave, the more chances you have to win the prize!

Don’t forget to check out JustJen’s review of The Two Gentlemen of Altona to see what she thought of it!

Good luck!

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Character Interview with Marcus “Grif” Griffin from Grif’s Toy by Joseph Lance Tonlet & Giveaway!

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Hi Grif, thanks so much for joining us today. I’ve read your story, but thought it would be fun to give others a taste of what they might expect from reading it.

2Grif’s Toy has a few significant meanings in this book. I’ll go easy and ask about how you came up with that name for the boat.

Yeah, umm…it does have several meanings—and the boat is probably the least embarrassing to talk about. *blush*

Tate’s father, Juan, had christened the boat Cielo De Maria – or Maria’s Heaven. Maria was Tate’s mother’s name. I was relatively young when I inherited it, along with the Diaz estate, and saw everything through rather immature eyes. *chuckles* The sheer size of the legacy was mind-boggling. So initially, I occupied myself with rather mundane tasks—like renaming many of Mr. Diaz’s toys. You probably don’t want to know what I renamed his classic Bentley S1. *wink*

How did you keep yourself from being overwhelmed with all of the Estate duties? Does Matthew handle most of it or are you more involved with that now?

Overwhelmed is an understatement. I was completely lost—and terrified. And, at least in the beginning, the more I learned, the more frightened I became. I didn’t know the first thing about running a multi-million dollar estate. Hell, it’s been almost five years now and I’m still learning—daily—from Matthew.

Matthew is a pretty awesome guy. He seems pretty open about relationships. Have you talked to him about your relationship with Wes at all?

Matthew is…completely amazing. As people learned in Grif’s Toy, he’s had relationships with both men and women, so Wes and I being a male couple isn’t an issue with him at all. However, if you you’re asking if he knows the more intimate details of our relationship…. Well, if I were to take a guess, I’d say he has a pretty good idea.

I can’t believe I’m actually going to share this, but I know Wes is working on his own book—and although I don’t know exactly what will be included—I can’t imagine he won’t talk about this. Wes frequently has me wear a chastity device—a cock cage. Initially, it took a bit of getting used to. One evening he’d removed it, to give me a break, and set it on the coffee table while we watched a movie. Unexpectedly, Matthew dropped by to have me sign some papers, and there it sat in all its shiny chrome glory. A slightly awkward moment was shared when all of our eyes settled on it before Wes discretely slipped it into a nearby sideboard. Soooo, *embarrassed chuckle* yeah, I think he has a pretty good idea.

Speaking of Wes, did it take you guys very long to balance your roles in both Vanilla and Chocolate, or did things just naturally fall into place?

Overall it’s been pretty smooth. I never thought I’d say this, but I’ve found my soulmate in Wes. That’s not to say that we haven’t had a few bumps along the way, we have.

However, that’s why we have agreed upon guidelines—what we refer to as our ‘rules’. One might think they only apply to me, being the more submissive one in our relationship, but they don’t. They apply to both of us equally. They ensure we both know what’s expected of us, and hopefully, prevent misunderstandings. I’ll share something else with you.  I occasionally, and very intentionally, break the rules—punishment can be a beautiful thing. *mischievous grin*

You never thought you were talented enough to make anything with your own artistic career. Have you given up on this completely?

As a career? Yeah. Toward the end of college I finally accepted that I didn’t have that kind of talent. I still draw—quite a lot actually—mostly with charcoal and acrylic, but when I was young I had dreams of making a living as an artist. Even after I realized I’d spent my entire college career focusing on something I wouldn’t be ale to use to feed myself, Tate’s support of my ‘talent’ never waivered. When he passed and left me the estate, I wanted to do something philanthropic to both honor him and also something that tied into my love of art. The end result was Tate’s Place.

I love the idea of Tate’s Place. I’ve no doubt he would be proud of what you’ve accomplished. What do you think Tate would say about it?

Tate was an awesome guy. One of the kindest people I’ve had the chance to know and have in my life. But, despite his chosen career path of psychology, he wasn’t incredibly revealing when it came to his feelings or emotions. So he’d probably say something casual like, “This place rocks, Big Guy.” But, he’d likely feel a whole lot more. He was an amazingly generous person and helping people achieve their artistic ambitions—their dreams—yeah, he would’ve really got off on Tate’s Place.

I fell in love with sweet Lance, who obviously cares deeply for you. Does he save his “outfits” for when you’re around? Did it take him long to warm up to Wes or was there a bit of a getting used to the idea period?

Ahh, Lance. He’s one of the sweetest people I know—and perhaps one of the most mischievous as well. He and Wes get along now. Their relationship is…complicated. Wes knows beyond a shadow of a doubt that I belong to him—he’s confidant in that. However, the more secure Wes becomes in our relationship, the more provocative Lance is with me whenever Wes is around. Wes doesn’t hide his possessive nature very well—I’m not sure he even tries to—and Lance finds it endlessly entertaining to flirt with me just to get a rise out of Wes. Hell, the last time we took the boat out he wore this pair of lime green swimming trunks that left nothing at all to the imagination. Lance is fully aware of my underwear and swimwear fetish, so he knew parading around—in what I later found out were a pair of underwear—was far sexier than if he’d simply been naked. Needless to say, Wes was not amused…which was Lance’s goal, I’m sure. *laughs*

Does Lance generally spend all of his time on Grif’s Toy? What does he do when you’re not on board? Do you think he will be strong enough to tell his story some day?

I’ll admit I find it a bit difficult to talk too much about Lance’s personal life—he’s a very private guy and I want to respect that. But, I don’t think he’d mind me sharing that he’s an avid rock climber and hiker. He also spends a fair amount of his off time at a local animal shelter.

I’m so proud of the progress he’s made…but again, he’s a very shy and private person. Telling his story? I honestly don’t know if he’d ever do that.

2Now for some fun stuff. You have quite the jock collection. What are your favorite colors? Do you have a favorite brand?

I think I probably have at least one from every line. My last two additions were a pair of Rotica by Good Devil and the Boho Natural by Modus Vivendi. Oh, and Wes recently bought me the Streak by Go Software. It has a transparent pouch, which he thought was cute. I mean, it’s a very nice jock, but it sorta defeats the whole point of why I wear them in the first place. *laughs*

 

 

2How are the piercings? Do they make it harder to deal with the denial, or do they add to the deliciousness of the struggle? Do you have any desire for other piercings on either you or Wes? Did Wes ever get his PA?

The piercings are awesome. I’d read up on the procedure and the aftercare before getting them, so I knew what I could expect. Surprisingly, they healed very quickly and I didn’t have any of the discomfort I’d read so much about.

Without a doubt, they add an entirely different—amazing—element to tease and denial. Aside from the milestone of finally being able to be nude in front of Wes, the piercings are the single most agonizingly addition to our sex life. I never would have guessed how much pleasure—and pain—they could provide.

I don’t have any plans on getting any additional piercings. As for Wes, he sill occasionally mentions getting a PA, but sadly, he hasn’t done it yet. I’d love to see him get one though. I find them incredibly sexy.

2Does Wes always wear his bracelet? Is that always brought into play as part of making the transition into Chocolate?

I’ve never seen Wes without his leather bracelet. Although he often takes it off to use on me, he doesn’t always. In fact, I find it hard to believe there’s a more creative lover out there than Wes. He is always surprising me with his inventiveness; I never know what’s coming next—which is thrilling to say the least!

Your bathroom sounds amazing. Is that a fairly regular playroom? Are you able to go in there without memories taking over?

Thanks! It’s probably one of my favorite rooms in the house. I find there’s something very sensual about water. The softness of it flowing over skin, the sounds it makes…that people are usually scantly dressed or naked around it. Yeah, water is a big thing for me. When I redid the bathroom, my goal was to create a room—particularly a shower—where I could spend hours, not minutes. However, it is the single most challenging place when it comes to abiding by our no touching rule. To my supreme delight, Wes keeps me in a near perpetual state of arousal. However, combine that hyper-aroused state with my inability to provide myself any sort of physical pleasure and the shower room can be a dangerous place to spend time alone in.

I’m very excited for the next book, being told by Wes. Are you worried about that or are you excited given the positive response to your story?

Well, there are certainly things I’d prefer he kept between us, but knowing Wes, that’s not likely to happen. I am excited for people to get to know him better though. I find his past intriguing; his time in the Marines, his experiences with the BDSM world before we met, and just how he looks at things so much differently than most people do. Yeah, I think he’s a very interesting guy.

Thanks again for stopping by. It has been great getting to know you and your story. I’m looking forward to learning more in Wes’ book, and I’m sure others are excited as well.

The pleasure was all mine, Jen. And happy holidays!

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About Grif’s Toy

Muscular bodyGrif believes he’ll live his life as a virgin. After all, who would want him? How could anyone find him, a guy who came with less than man-sized equipment, worthy of their love?

What he hadn’t counted on were the two amazing men who would change his life. After entering college, he meets Tate, his fun-loving, roommate. While years later, with Tate now just a memory, Wes, a handsome, rugged ex-marine who runs his own security firm enters his life.

Both men lead Grif through a twisted mesh of pleasure, pain, and denial, as they force him to see his value, despite his size and insecurities.

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About Joseph Lance Tonlet

Joseph is a born and raised Southern Californian—with a twenty-year stint of living in the Midwest. He loves the laid-back lifestyle of San Diego and considers himself lucky to live where people dream of vacationing.

A lifelong reader of m/m fiction, he began his writing career one night sitting at his MacBook and has never looked back. He writes to bring the characters he dreams about to life.

Stay in Touch: Website, Facebook, Google+, Goodreads, Pinterest and Twitter

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Joseph has graciously offered up an ebook copy of Grif’s Toy to one lucky winner!! The giveaway starts now and ends January 7, 2015 at 11:59 p.m. To enter, just click the link below!

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Honorary Blogger Lane Hayes: The Soccer Star, the Interior Designer & The Right Words + Excerpt & Giveaway!

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The Soccer Star, the Interior Designer & The Right Words

by Lane Hayes

I think it’s safe to suggest soccer, design and literature are very separate topics, but my new release, The Right Words, touches on all three.  Michael Martinez is a closeted professional athlete who suffers a potentially career ending injury.  Luke Preston is a literature enthusiast as well as an interior designer who has recently left an abusive relationship.  Both men need time to heal.  Renovating a tired old beach house is the perfect way to rebuild and restart, literally and figuratively.

Michael was a more complex character for me to write than Luke.  Maybe that was because I have more in common with Luke, minus some of his neurosis.  I am an interior designer who writes and loves literature. There wasn’t much research to be done regarding interior design because I’ve personally done Luke’s job.  I’ve dealt with my fair share of overzealous homeowners who want high-end makeovers at discounted prices. And much to my husband’s dismay, I still have a huge collection of expensive tile and fabric samples cluttering up office space.

Soccer? Well, that’s another story. All of my kids have played the sport and one of my sons is still a big fan (Arsenal is his team :)), but that certainly didn’t give me the background needed to write about a professional athlete.  However, I love sports.  ESPN is the channel of choice in our house.  I won’t claim to know more than I do about any given sport but I do listen and over the years, I’ve learned quite a bit.  And when I’m uncertain, I’m smart enough to ask someone who does.  Michael’s career in the story is actually secondary to the fact he’s a closeted Latino man.  He was raised in a traditional, religious home that upholds a very machismo attitude toward male and female roles.  Being gay may be part of who he is, but it isn’t something he wants anyone to know.  At the beginning of The Right Words, healing quickly to get back on the field faster is what is importantÉ not his sexuality. Until he meets Luke.

Language is powerful. Words carry more weight than they are often given credit.  In a world where the goal is to condense sentiment in 140 characters or less, we often lose sight of their incredible strength and ability to build or destroy.  The Right Words aren’t necessarily easy to say, and they aren’t the same for everyone.  However,  I do believe they have the potential to change lives and unlock doors for those brave enough to use them.

Thank you for having me on your blog today!

Happy Reading!  Lane Hayes xo

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About The Right Words

The Right Words by Lane Hayes eBookEscaping an abusive relationship left Luke Preston anxious and spouting panic-induced poetry. Desperate for a fresh start, Luke accepts a job remodeling a tired old beach house for a professional soccer player and his model girlfriend. While his passion is literature, not sports, focusing on the renovations eases his anxiety. Until the job he signed up for turns out to be more complicated than advertised.

Sidelined with a serious injury, soccer star Michael Martinez decides his beach house is the perfect place to recuperate. Remodeling might be the diversion he needs to keep his mind off his busted knee. Falling for the pretty designer with some quirky habits wasn’t on the drawing board. Unfortunately, Luke didn’t build a big enough closet for Michael to hide in. Having a star-powered sports career used to be all Michael lived for, but he’ll have to reevaluate his plans and find the right words if he wants to build more than a beach house with Luke.

Available at: Dreamspinner Press

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An Excerpt from The Right Words

“One day at a time,” he repeated thoughtfully, making an obvious effort to steer the topic toward something more pleasant. “Well, I don’t have anything better, so… I’ll go with that too.” Michael’s smile lit his entire face. It was a beautiful thing to witness. He was handsome always, but wow… what a smile.

“Was the picture of us good at least?”

This time he laughed out loud, a sweet, musical sound that made me chuckle along with him.

“Yeah, very hot.” He reached over and pulled me into his side effortlessly. “Look, I wasn’t trying to send mixed signals this week. I know I haven’t been around like I said I would. I… Jamie isn’t going to go away easily. This has been a weird blow to add to an already fucked-up situation, but… I like you and I do trust you.”

“You like me?”

He gave a small half chuckled and shrugged. “Un poco.” He translated when I gave him a blank stare. “A little.”

“I like you a little too.”

I couldn’t help my response at being near him. I curled into his side like a cat begging for attention. Michael wrapped his arms around me and kissed my cheek and my chin. I didn’t want a “friend” kiss, though. I wanted what he gave me Friday night. I wanted “that kiss.” I intercepted him when he leaned in to peck my temple and stuck my tongue out to trace the corner of his mouth. He groaned and accepted the invitation, diving and thrusting his tongue inside my mouth to stake his claim. His right hand traveled down my throat and came to a stop over my left nipple. He rubbed at the sensitive flesh through my tight T-shirt and squeezed hard when he heard my moan of approval.

I arched my back into his touch but kept my mouth fastened to his. I didn’t want to lose this connection. He bit at my chin and sent kisses down my neck as his hand dipped down to my belt and came to rest on my hardening cock. I whimpered and scooted on his lap to straddle his thighs.

“Is this okay? Am I hurting your knee?”

“It’s good, honey. Really good.” Both of his hands splayed flat on my back and circled to the front to pluck at the fabric of my T-shirt. “Take it off.”

I didn’t have to be told twice. I was burning up. I yanked it over my head and tossed it aside before I began working on the seemingly endless row of buttons on his dress shirt.

“Fuck. Help me get his off you. I need to feel your skin.”

I barely recognized my voice. I sounded breathless.
When Michael finally leaned forward to let the fabric slide from his shoulders, I met him halfway to feel his skin against mine. Heaven. He was simply beautiful, with finely toned washboard abs and gorgeous skin. It was smooth like mine but much darker. Olive against golden. I loved the contrast and I was anxious to explore. I let my hands roam, over his chest, down his stomach, and back again. My fingers itched to palm his cock through his worn jeans. Instead I fused my naked torso against his and ground my aching cock against his equally hard member. We both hissed, and the kiss became something more like sex.

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About Lane Hayes

Lane Hayes is grateful to finally be doing what she loves best. Writing full-time!  It’s no secret Lane loves a good romance novel.  An avid reader from an early age, she has always been drawn to well-told love story with beautifully written characters.  These days she prefers the leading roles to both be men.  Lane discovered the M/M genre a few years ago and was instantly hooked.  Her debut novel was a 2013 Rainbow Award finalist and her third received an Honorable Mention in the 2014 Rainbow Awards.  She loves red wine, chocolate and travel (in no particular order). Lane lives in Southern California with her amazing husband and the coolest yellow Lab ever in an almost empty nest.

Find out more about Lane on her Website, Twitter, Facebook or email her at lanehayes@ymail.com.

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Honorary Blogger A.L. Boyd: Challenges – Love On The Divide + Giveaway!

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Challenges – Love On The Divide

by A.L. Boyd

I have never met Eric Arvin in person. I only “knew” him through his books, the Goodreads MM Romance Group, and that amazing videos with TJ Klune. I had been following his story through the surgery, so when Kate Pavelle sent me a message asking if I was interested in writing a short story for the anthology know as Kickass, I said sure. My story in the Kickass anthology, Love On The Divide is based in my home state and near my favorite National Monument. I got the inspiration for the story from the Continental Divide Trail that runs through out the state of New Mexico. I have driven or hiked much of the El Malpais area through volunteering with the Park Service and while I was a wildland firefighter with the BLM. Knowing that the area terrain was quite difficult and fully of danger, I knew it would be the perfect setting for my story. 

Eric’s life struggle inspired me to write this story about challenging situations. Everyone faces challenges in life, It may be a small thing like loosing a loved one, or it may be bigger like a health issue. How a person deals with those challenges has a profound impact on the person’s life. If one just gives up, things can spiral out of control. If you fight, or struggle through the tough parts in life, you gain something important. 

My main character Justin starts out with a challenge being that he’s smaller than your average man, but he doesn’t let that become a hindrance in his life. His doesn’t let his smaller size stop him from being able to help people in many different ways. He shows us that you don’t have to be the biggest or the strongest in order to make a difference. Ron, the other main character has a challenge of his own. He may be taller, but he’s the bookish type now hiking the Continental Divide Trail. He’s learning new things like how to put up at tent and how to survive in wilder terrain then his own city streets. 

During the writing of this story, I also ended up with a major challenge in my life. I was nearly finished with my rough draft way back in April, when I got a phone call from my hubby, that we needed to get home ASAP because our house might be on fire. Well I came home to basically nothing but the clothes on my back, my hubby and almost all of my animals. At first I was devastated, I had no home, no computer, no notes, not even any clothes. I messaged Kate and told her that I might have to back out of the whole thing. Really I could have at that point as I had a good excuse. But I’d been saving my work on Dropbox and had access to the document at my work and on my tablet that I had taken with me that day. As way to calm my scattered nerves, I sat down and started editing the draft, then adding things in here and there. Soon I was searching out beta readers. After several messages back and forth with very helpful betas, I finally knew that I would be able to finish and submit the story in time to be added to the anthology. 

I don’t write on a regular basis. I’m not setting out to become the next great novelist or even a famous author. I write when a story moves me. I wanted to donate this story to help Eric. Working on the story of the little guy who saves the day was the thing that kept me strong during my own troubles. I hope the story inspires others as well. I can’t wait to read all the other stories in the anthology. I watch Eric’s video’s on his Facebook page and hope that one day soon he will be off the ventilator and on to even better things. 

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About Kickass Anthology

Kickass cover 3Against bad odds, he persevered. Wit, grit, and guile pulverized his scary opponent into a sad pile of dust.

Eric Arvin is Kickass.

Even a kickass hero needs a hand from a secondary

character, and Eric needs that extra power boost right now. This anthology is a volunteer effort organized by Eric’s fans and fellow writers in order to help him raise funds and help cover the cost of his high-tech recovery. His wicked sense of humor is intact, but his body needs a bit of help.

These stories are meant to inspire. They’re a warm hug, a wave from afar, a wink and a nod. Discover new authors and graphic artists as you, too, get revved up to slay whatever ails you!

A Note from the publishers: KICKASS ANTHOLOGY was produced in order to raise funds for the medical recovery of our friend and colleague, author Eric Arvin.

All artwork, both written and graphic, was donated free of charge. All proceeds will go directly to Eric Arvin and his family.

Available at: Amazon

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About A.L. Boyd

A cartographer by day, A.L. Boyd spends most of her free time with her horses, gardening, or reading. Becoming an author happened by accident. She never intended to be a full time writer, but sometimes the stories just pop into her head so she sits down to write them out.

Her other published fictional work is Crest Ridge Vacation. It is another short story originally written for the 2013 Love Has No Boundaries event hosted by the MM Romance Group on Goodreads.

I was volunteering behind the scenes as an editor for the event when a prompt became available for the third or fourth time late in the event. As soon as I saw the photo, a story popped into my head. I decided to take on the prompt and write the story so it wouldn’t get dropped altogether. I am currently expanding the story and adding in more details. I may publish a revised edition of Crest Ridge Vacation this next year. I’m also working on a couple more stories that may end up novella or novel length when done.

Find out more about A.L. on her Goodreads or Facebook.

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McFarland’s Farm by Cardeno C. Audio Book Tour + Giveaway!

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 McFarnland’s Farm by Cardeno C.

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About McFarland’s Farm

McFarnland's FarmWealthy, attractive Lucas Reika treats life like a party, moving from bar to bar and man to man. Thumbing his nose at his restaurateur father’s demand that he earn his keep, Lucas instead seduces a valued employee in the kitchen of their flagship restaurant, earning himself an ultimatum: lose access to his father’s money or stay in the middle of nowhere with a man he has secretly lusted over from afar.

Quiet, hard-working Jared McFarland loves his farm on the outskirts of Hope, Arizona, but he aches to have someone to come home to at the end of the day. Jared agrees to take in his longtime crush as a favor. But when Lucas invades his heart in addition to his space, Jared has to decide how much of himself he’s willing to risk and figure out if he can offer Lucas enough to keep him after his father’s punishment is over.

Available at: Amazon and Audible

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About Cardeno C.

Cardeno C. – CC to friends – is a hopeless romantic who wants to add a lot of happiness and a few “awwws” into a reader’s day. Writing is a nice break from real life as a corporate type and volunteer work with gay rights organizations. Cardeno’s stories range from sweet to intense, contemporary to paranormal, long to short, but they always include strong relationships and walks into the happily-ever-after sunset.

Cardeno’s Home, Family, and Mates series have received awards from Love Romances and More Golden Roses, Rainbow Awards, the Goodreads M/M Romance Group, and various reviewers. But even more special to CC are heartfelt reactions from readers, like, “You bring joy and love and make it part of the every day.”

You can find Cardeno at these sites: WebsiteTwitterFacebookFacebook Page & Blog.

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Honorary Blogger Z.A. Maxfield: + Excerpt & Giveaway!

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Talkin Bout Cowboys

by Z.A. Maxfield

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While my favorite movie with Kevin Costner is Bull Durham, (because I too, am a charter member of the church of baseball), I very much enjoyed his 90’s Westerns, Dances with Wolves and Wyatt Earp.

Kevin’s a pretty, pretty man, and there’s just something so earnest about him. He brings back the quiet cowboy of the High Noon variety, and probably got himself a lot of comparisons to Gary Cooper. He’s a local boy, or rather, he spent a lot of his childhood in Southern California, and for a long time, he went to school a few minutes from where I live at Cal State Fullerton, our local college. I worked and went to school there at different times in the eighties. I’d like to say I saw Kevin Costner there in person but I was a few years too late. 😦

I remember seeing Dances with Wolves in the movie theater when it came out. Despite how long that film ran, I never spent a minute wondering how much longer we had to go. It was a great, visually stunning movie.

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My thoughts are complicated about Wyatt Earp. On the one hand, I liked the movie, on the other, I didn’t like the Earp Brothers. I didn’t feel very connected to the characters and I thought it was awfully violent. I did like Denis Quaid. I thought he was amazing as Doc Holiday. Part of me still wants a love story about Wyatt Earp and Doc Holiday. (With liberal poetic license and less tuberculosis.)

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About My Cowboy Homecoming

My Cowboy HomecomingLove can heal the deepest wounds…

A sense of duty brings a soldier home…but a passionate cowboy makes him want to stay.

After his brother’s tragic death, Tripp has to leave the army and return to New Mexico to take care of his mother while his father is in prison for arson. Seeking work at the J-Bar Ranch, Tripp is immediately drawn to injured cowboy Lucho Reyes, whose foot was accidentally crushed by a rescue horse. But will the sins of the father interfere with the desires of the son? Tripp’s father may be responsible for the death of Lucho’s grandfather. Now Tripp must balance caring for his mother, repairing his father’s damages, and trying to win the heart of a man who has every reason to hate him and his family…

Available at: Amazon, All Romance eBooks, iTunes, Google Play & Barnes and Noble

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An Excerpt from My Cowboy Homecoming

The road home was less auspicious than I thought it would be. Traffic slowed to a bare crawl outside Las Cruces, and the overheated bus had started to smell.

Just like on every bus, everywhere in the world, people were packed in tight. They stared ahead expressionlessly, as if that cramped, anonymous ride was the best they could expect because it probably was.

All four westbound lanes had been forced into one until at last we reached what seemed like a flare-lit city of fire trucks, police cars, and ambulances. Uniforms covered the highway like ants at a picnic.

When I saw the wreck, my heart gave a lurch. An old yellow school bus with “Iglesias Angelica Bautista” written on the side had been hit head-on by a double tractor-trailer truck. The impact had scattered debris all over both sides of the highway.

A single battered high-top sneaker lay in the middle of the street, blood-spattered and abandoned. I couldn’t take my eyes off it as we drove past.

The front of the wrecked school bus was crushed like an accordion. No way the driver survived the crash. There were others lying still and lifeless beneath sad yellow tarps. EMTs raced between people lying side by side in a makeshift triage area.

I tried to make myself do the deep breathing the army shrinks taught me. I thought about trying the other bullshit stopgap measures I was supposed to deploy before going to the little pills they gave me for anxiety, which I’d thrown away anyway. I tried repeating nonsense rhymes and visualizing my happy place, but the fact is, if you’ve been in a sniper’s crosshairs long enough, it’s hard to convince yourself there’s nobody trying to kill you anymore.

I was home, goddamnit. I wasn’t in danger. Except . . . we’re all in danger all the time. We just don’t know it.

As we inched past the wreck, even I—with the knowledge of how random and tragic fate could be—shook with shock. I couldn’t take my eyes off that shoe lying by itself in the street because my brother used to wear those same Converse high-tops when he was about five. Chucks. I got annoyed every time I heard his little feet padding after me as I tried to run away and play with my “big kid” friends.

Wish I had that now.

Wish I had time to play with him and a chance to know him, now that we were both out from under our father’s thumb, but while I’d been deployed to the valley CNN once called the most dangerous place on earth, my brother got killed on the I-10, exactly like the poor bastard who was driving that bus.

Random.

The stifling heat made the Greyhound nearly unbearable. A woman on the seat behind me cried out to Jesus, starting a prayer that three or four of the other passengers echoed. Instinct, still honed to razor-sharp readiness, lifted me to my feet, even though the bus was moving.

“Sit down,” said the old man next to me, whose skin was gray with age and probably cigarettes. Tattoos littered his forearms, including one I recognized, the Devil Dog. Marines. “What do you think you’re going to do out there they aren’t already doing?”

I shrugged and sat.

He studied me. “Just get back?”

“Yeah.”

That got a laugh. “I thought so. You look it.”

“How so?”

He just stared at me then, and something passed between us. Anxiety and fatigue and that indefinable pinch of pain, as if our lives were too small now, and it hurt to walk around in them.

“Yeah.” I glanced away.

I sat still, even though every cell in my body was telling me I should do something. It was both my nature and, up until recently, my job to keep order. Yet now my TOS was up, and I was going home.

In spite of everything, I stayed still.

It seemed like it took forever to pass the accident.

“Lordy, Lordy.” The woman behind me cried softly. “Sweet Jesus, help your children in their hour of need.”

I let my old, cold friend discipline flow through my heart and I looked away.

Maybe I’d built up this illusion that home was a place made of safety and order, but that goddamn shoe told me different.

Anyhow, that’s why I was late getting into Deming.

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About Z.A. Maxfield

_AuthorPhotoZ.A. Maxfield started writing in 2007 on a dare from her children and never looked back.  Pathologically disorganized, and perennially optimistic, she writes as much as she can, reads as much as she dares, and enjoys her time with family and friends. Three things reverberate throughout all her stories: Unconditional love, redemption, and the belief that miracles happen when we least expect them.

If anyone asks her how a wife and mother of four can find time for a writing career, she’ll answer, “It’s amazing what you can accomplish if you give up housework.”

Readers can visit ZAM at her website, Facebook, Twitter, or Tumblr.

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