He threaded his fingers through Mark’s eye.
Hmmmm perhaps I meant hair.
He threaded his fingers through Mark’s eye.
Hmmmm perhaps I meant hair.
Well it took over a week longer than I’d hoped, but my blog is finally all set up at its new host. The existing content was copied to the new location, and it even looks like all of the email subscribers also transferred with the blog. So if you’re signed up to follow the posts via email, hopefully you’re seeing this in your inbox.
Speaking of news. I finished drafting MORE THAN JUST A GOOD BOOK parts 7 and 8, and I’ve got a good start on 9 and 10. I wanted to get all the details ironed out so I could make sure I worked in each of the threads I wanted to follow through on before the ending. I’ll start doing a final edit on part 7 shortly and get that up on my site as soon as I can, probably in the next couple of weeks. As with each installment, I have a few people that are going to look it over so I need to give them time to read through it and make comments. I’ll keep you posted on that.
I’m also still plugging away on the first draft of MORE THAN MOST (MORE #2). As soon as I get into more in depth revisions for that one, I’ll share a work-in-progress excerpt or two.
While I’m on the subject of book news, I wanted to send out a huge thank-you to everyone who picked up a copy of HOW TO SAVE A LIFE. Knowing there are readers out there who are interested in my stories is the best writing incentive, especially on the days when the words don’t flow easily and I’m staring at a blank page wondering where my characters have gone. The emails and other messages I’ve received about this book have also meant the world to me. Thank you!!
Hope you all have a good one!
Matthew stopped the teasing of my dicks.
Not sure when I started making this series paranormal, but apparently Richard has grown a second dick.
Today is my monthly Q&A day where I answer any reader questions via my Yahoo group. Questions could include anything about my published books, works in progress, writing in general, the publishing world, or anything else anyone would like to ask me about.
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To celebrate the release of WHAT YOU DO TO ME, I thought I’d share some of my favorite moments from Breathe (on sale this week for $5.99 at Loose Id). It’s hard for me to pick just a few, but here goes…lots of kissing in my faves (big surprise there, right?)…
Their lips joined, mouths opened, and the wet heat of their tongues combined. The smooth slide of that simple touch had another surge of lust flooding Jay’s body. There was no denying the roughness of the kiss, the brush of facial hair on his chin, the pressure of strong lips covering his, the persistence of tongue that demanded a taste. Like no kiss he’d ever had, like no kiss with—
No. He had to live in the moment. Had to stay right where he was. Looking back would end it. No way could he enjoy the man kissing him if he let anything else in.
So he didn’t. He wrapped an arm around Dark Eyes and let the desire engulf him, let his tongue explore the other man’s mouth.
A man. He could not believe he was doing this. But he didn’t want it to end. He longed to grab hold of the other man and fuck him until the relief he craved overtook him and exhaustion settled in. And that scared the shit out of him. He shouldn’t be so out of control.
Jay advanced. For the second time in his life, he didn’t give a shit what anyone else said about his choice in a lover. He seized Lincoln by the waist and crushed his mouth to the other man’s. Lincoln spread his lips and grabbed hold of Jay. No hesitation. No delay. Everything faded but the strength of that kiss, the power, the depth, the drive of man against man.
Lincoln zipped his jeans closed, then spread out on his stomach beside Jay. “What are you talking about?”
“A lot of times, the father didn’t live with his children. Extended families on the mother’s side lived together. The uncle filled the role of father and was more important to the kids than their biological father. The term ‘uncle’ held great respect.”
“Is that true?”
“Uh-huh. I looked it up.”
“The other day. I remembered a book of Native American customs and myths I’d read in high school that mentioned it. It reminded me of you and the kids.”
Lincoln tried to pretend moisture wasn’t building in his eyes.
Yeah. There was no way to avoid it. He was in love with Jay Miller.
Lincoln charged forward and crowded Jay against the wall. Before Jay could stop him, Lincoln crushed their lips together.
It was the harshest kiss Jay had ever had. Lips, teeth, tongue, the scrape of male facial stubble against his chin. Damn, he wanted more. He clasped Lincoln’s neck and tugged the man closer. He opened his mouth wider, taking in more of Lincoln’s tongue.
It seemed Lincoln liked that. He pressed his groin against Jay’s hip. The man was hardening right there, touching him. Jay slunk a hand between them and squeezed Lincoln’s dick. That brought out a moan, and Jay’s own cock firmed inside his jeans. God, he wanted to know. Needed to know. He slid down the wall to his knees.
Lincoln dropped a hand to his head. “You shouldn’t… We shouldn’t…”
Jay ignored him, got the man’s jeans open, and lowered his underwear. Lincoln’s cock looked larger than it had felt in his hands at Sonny’s. He wrapped a hand around it and stroked as he pushed the briefs farther down. He leaned in and ran his tongue over Lincoln’s balls. The heated flesh, the salty taste. So damn good. He opened wider and sucked a ball into his mouth, letting it fill him.
Lincoln worked the fingers of one hand through Jay’s hair and stroked the back of his head. Not rough. A caress. A promise.
With that soft touch, all denials, all arguments, all hope of fending off what might be, were gone. Jay would not deny himself this. This—he had waited too long for.
The slide of their shafts, the taste of Lincoln, the touch, the smell of him—more intense, better than any fuck they’d had so far.
Yet, right then, Jay wanted to give Lincoln more. “Wait.”
Maybe Lincoln didn’t hear him. He kept driving forward.
Jay arched his back and pushed his pelvis against Lincoln’s, a contrast to his next word. “Stop.”
Lincoln stilled. Their bodies still fused together, he dropped his forehead to Jay’s shoulder and exhaled, the warm breath hitting the sensitive skin of Jay’s neck. “We have to stop?” he asked in a low whisper.
“God, no. I want more. I want you naked. Want you to make love to me.”
“It’s good you see your mistake. Mistakes help you figure out what kind of man you want to be.”
Lincoln almost missed the next words as Adam turned away. “I want to be like you.”
Damn, if that didn’t hit him in the heart. He’d never been more thankful he’d agreed to live there. Maybe Nancy was right. Maybe the kids didn’t need a father. Maybe Jay had been right too. Maybe Lincoln could be what they needed.
With his hand, Jay burned a path down Lincoln’s body, fingers sliding over skin, over the tattoo, petting the image of the running wolf. “The wolf symbolizes loyalty and fidelity.”
“How do you know all this?”
“I’ve read a lot. Native American history, symbolism. I was studying to be a history teacher before—” He removed his hand from Lincoln’s arm. “I had to drop out.”
Stupid. Jay was too smart not to do something more with his life. Lincoln traced Jay’s jaw with the palm of his hand. “I got the tat to remind me of what I had done. I told myself I’d never cheat again. That wasn’t the kind of man I wanted to be.” He forced Jay to look at him. “And I expect the same from someone I’m seeing.” The words could scare Jay off, but Lincoln needed to say them, needed Jay to know what was happening between them—whether they wanted to admit it or not. Make sure Jay understood where this was headed if they kept things going the way they’d been.
Jay dropped his head to Lincoln’s shoulder. “What are we doing?”
“I don’t know, but the idea of stopping this bothers the hell out of me.”
Neither man spoke for several breaths.
“I’m sorry about your mom,” Jay finally said.
“Thanks.” Lincoln ran a hand over Jay’s back. A slight shiver in response didn’t mean anything, did it? “It was just Nance and me after that. She was fifteen. I promised my mom I’d always take care of her.”
Jay lifted his head. “She’s lucky to have you.”
“You give me a lot of credit.”
“You’ve earned it.” Jay wrapped his arms around Lincoln’s neck. The press of Jay’s mouth to his melted Lincoln’s resolve to think instead of feel. He pulled Jay closer. Their tongues met, like old lovers, tentative, slow at first, relearning each other, remembering what was so good about being together.
Lincoln fell into the sweet oblivion of kissing Jay. His world shrank to that parking lot, to the two of them.
You can download a copy of WHAT YOU DO TO ME at:
Not many people in their small town are likely to understand how a widower can be with the man who accidentally killed his wife. Good thing what Jay wants—and deserves—is all that matters to Lincoln. Despite all the threats and anger and gunshots aimed at them over the past few months, they are determined to continue exploring the undeniable passion between them and build a new life together. Jay and Lincoln’s happily-ever-after is showcased in this epilogue to the best-selling novel Breathe.
I’ve got more concrete details about my upcoming release…
As a special Spring Fling promotion, my publisher will be offering the epilogue for my novel Breathe, titled WHAT YOU DO TO ME, as a free download via www.loose-id.com from April 23rd through April 28th.The original novel will also be available at a special discount price during that time. After the 28th, WHAT YOU DO TO ME will be available for purchase at Loose Id’s website only.
I’ll post a link when WHAT YOU DO TO ME is available. Be sure to grab your free copy before the special promotion ends.
Until then, check out the fab cover art.
Description: Not many people in their small town are likely to understand how a widower can be with the man who accidentally killed his wife. Good thing what Jay wants—and deserves—is all that matters to Lincoln. Despite all the threats and anger and gunshots aimed at them over the past few months, they are determined to continue exploring the undeniable passion between them and build a new life together. Jay and Lincoln’s happily-ever-after is showcased in this epilogue to the novel BREATHE.
Length: 4,400+ words
Coming to Loose Id April 23, 2013 as a short spring fling read (free for a limited time)
The bulk of my writing time right now is spent on the sequel to MORE, but I’ve got a few other things going on. Here’s an update and some bits of news.
This week I…
That’s where I’m at for the most part. Hope you had a fabulous week.
Today I shared a short exclusive excerpt from WHAT YOU DO TO ME: A BREATHE EPILOGUE with my Yahoo group followers. All the messages are archived on the group page, so you can join at any time and check it out if you’d like.
Today is also my monthly Q&A day where I answer any reader questions via the group. I’d love to have you join us.
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With my other deadlines over the past few months, this one got pushed to the back burner for longer than I’d hoped. I’m happy to share that I was finally able to set aside some time to get back to all the plans I have in store for Mark and Scott, and now part six of my free serial story is available on my website.
I’ve also written a rough draft for part seven and a few notes for part eight. I can’t wait to share the rest of Mark and Scott’s story.
If you check it out, I hope you enjoy part six. I’d love to hear what you think of this latest installment.