Good morning! Welcome to the Romancing the Hop BLOGHOP hosted by Carrie Ann Ryan!
I love doing hops because you get the chance to visit so many authors, seasoned and new. Our theme? The best thing about romance. What could be better than that? Nothing.
Set the scene: Two people who are different with issues, hangups, or some kind of problems that stand in the way of happiness. They avoid each other at first for fear of getting hurt. Then eventually, they work out their problems and get together for some hot scorching sex AND a long time relationship. Well, hopefully that is the end result.
That’s what I love about romance. Bringing my two characters together, no matter what race, gender, or background. Love is love regardless.
I recall when I was younger and grabbed my grandma’s romance books. *laughs* A lot of them old Harlequins.
This wasn’t one of them but they looked a lot like this. Boy am I glad the romance books have gotten better, a little spicier, racier even. Still, one thing has never been lost. The romance! No matter if it was grandma’s old Harlequins or the erotically charged books I write the end result, nine times out of ten, is still the same.
Two people, falling for one another!
So, let me know what you love about romance. Today, I’m giving away a 10GC and a choice of ebooks from my backlist.
What are the grand prizes?
1st Grand Prize: A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet
2nd Grand Prize: A $130 Amazon or B&N Gift Card
3rd Grand Prize: A Large Swag Pack
Every comment is eligible to enter! Good Luck!
Here is the book I’m featuring today.
Brendan Walsh is an uptight business executive working for his father and missing out on real life due to his relentless drive for success. Fearing his homophobic father’s wrath – and the potential to destroy his financial future – Brendan hides is true orientation and lives a life of boring celibacy.
Upon meeting Davori Jenkins when the hunky barista serves him a latte just the way he likes it, Brendan takes a chance, leaving his number with the tip in the hopes of changing his future love life.
Will Brendan be able to come clean with his father – risking his fortune – or will he take a chance at losing a man who he wants as his future?
Warning: This is an m/m interracial romance. Real romance. Some sappiness is ahead with two very good looking men who are searching for that happy ever after ending.
With Brendan watching his every move, Latte set the mood for the evening, lighting candles and opening the curtain to allow the moonlight to shine in. Sounds of smooth jazz – soft drums and saxophone played in the background; he’d grabbed some fruit from the fridge for them to enjoy while they took pleasure in one another.
He set the tray down and held a strawberry between his teeth as he crawled the length of the bed like a wild cat stalking its prey. He offered it to his boyfriend, who smiled and pulled him down to share the delicious red snack with him. Brendan took a bite before he opened his mouth wider to suck on it some more. He dragged his hands downward, grabbing Latte’s butt and pinching it hard.
Small drops of juice ran from the corner of his man’s lips while they continued to share the fruit and a kiss. Latte pressed his hardened muscle against Brendan’s crotch, feeling his natural release leaking from the slit. The pressure mounted in his groin and while they finished the fruit, he reached in between them, gripped both their shafts together, and pumped them in unison, causing both of them to cry aloud. Latte rubbed the heads of both, mixing their pre-cum. Latte’s breaths turned into pants, and beads of sweat formed on his brow.
“Davori, fuck me, please!” Brendan yelled at the top of his lungs and spread his legs wider.
Hearing his plea, he smiled, reached over to the nightstand, and grabbed the latex packet along with the lube. “I definitely am, love.” He licked the side of Brendan’s face, tasting the remnants of the strawberry while he sheathed himself with the condom. The last time, he’d wanted to make love slowly, and a part of him still wanted that, but urgency had overtaken the need to make it last. They had the whole weekend to set a more methodical pace. Right now, he ached to get in between those lily white thighs and fuck his lover as if there were no tomorrow.
Brendan’s chocolate brown pools met Latte’s gaze as he rubbed the head of his covered cock against the crevice of his ass. He gripped the back of his neck and wrapped his legs around Latte’s waist. “Don’t be gentle, Davori…” his breath hot on his lips as he spoke.
Latte responded by easing his dick just inside of Brendan’s tight canal. To stretch him, he moved slightly, before thrusting vertically. Their tongues met in another embrace and he bit the tip of Brendan’s lightly. Once all the way in, he retreated before slamming into him as hard as he could. His lover groaned and dug his fingernails into his back. “Faster baby, God I want you to pound my ass, make it hurt!”
Latte loved when Brendan called him that and talked dirty. Again, he pushed into his lover while sucking his bottom lip. In moments, he built a rhythm and Brendan moved with him as he contracted his muscles. The feeling of those nails spurred him on even more.
“Yes Brendan!” The energy ran through him again before heading straight for his groin, which was full to the brim. He sensed himself ready to explode, and he nuzzled his nose into Brendan’s neck, smelling the sweet fragrance of his cologne and body wash. “Oh fuck, I love you baby!” Never had Latte felt so in love with anyone during and after sex. He truly enjoyed the moments they had together and knew he’d found his soul mate.
Brendan Walsh was indeed the one he’d been looking for all his life. By the grace of God, he’d finally received what he’d prayed for.