Illicit
Relations,
a M/M
erotic romance
by Lucy
Felthouse, with
coming out
and almost-taboo
themes, has
been re-released
with a
stunning new
cover and
a lower
price! Please
note, however,
if you’ve
read it
before, that
the content
hasn’t
changed.
But
maybe you’d like to read this sweet and steamy book again...!
Blurb
Terry’s had a
crush on his second cousin Justin for what seems like forever. He’s
hidden it as well as possible, knowing that the other man is out of
bounds, forbidden fruit. Second cousins getting together isn’t
actually illegal, but for Justin the relationship is too close—he
just can’t contemplate them being together.
But when some new
information comes to light about Terry’s birth and his place in the
family, the whole game changes. Suddenly the relationship isn’t so
impossible, and things soon begin to get hot and heavy.
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Excerpt
Terry deliberately
averted his gaze as Justin tugged off his T-shirt and dove into the
pool. The last thing he needed was to see him topless. His libido was
already in overdrive and he was having trouble not jumping Justin’s
bones. In fact, the only thing that held him back was the fact that
Justin was his second cousin. They hadn’t been brought up
particularly closely, so it wasn’t as if he were lusting after
someone he considered to be a brother, but still. They were related
and it was weird. Or it would be weird if anything happened between
them, which it wouldn’t, of course. It would be wrong and they both
knew it.
Terry assumed that
was the reason Justin was avoiding him, anyway. They got on well and
there was an obvious spark between them, but nothing inappropriate
had ever taken place. For the most part, they acted as cousins
should. Every now and again, though, he’d catch Justin looking at
him. Equally, Terry would drink his fill of his cousin when no one
else was looking. Apparently it was getting increasingly difficult
for Justin, too.
Right now, at the
annual summer get together at Terry’s grandparents’ massive house
in rural Warwickshire, the tension between them had never been
higher.
What made the whole
thing ten times worse was that neither of them had come out. So
ending up together would be a double whammy for their families. He
could see it now. Hey, everyone! I’m gay—and so is he. We’re
together. Now as you were.
He didn’t know
whether the reaction would be favorable or not.
He also knew that
part of his frustration about the situation was because he hadn’t
yet seen any point in coming out. His feelings for Justin ran deeper
than he cared to admit, and for that reason he hadn’t been in a
relationship with anyone—ever. Not a homosexual relationship,
anyway. He’d had girlfriends back in the days when he hadn’t
realized what his urges meant, but since then he’d been by himself
and remained a virgin. He was surprised, actually, that no one in his
family had asked whether he was gay. He could only assume that
because he was so private generally, they thought he would only
introduce them to someone when he felt it was absolutely right. That
was his plan, in fact. To come out and introduce his partner at the
same time. But until he got over this damn infatuation with Justin,
he was never going to be any farther forward.
His thoughts ran on
for several minutes until he was interrupted—and startled—by
droplets of cold water falling onto his bare shoulder. He turned.
Justin stood there, shaking his blond head and sending the droplets
flying around. Apparently he wasn’t avoiding Terry anymore.
It was hot and he
was wearing casual clothes, so Terry wasn’t bothered about getting
wet, but for some reason, he snapped at Justin. “For fuck’s sake,
do you have to do that here?”
Immediately Justin
stopped and stared at him. They’d never had a cross word between
them, not even when they were children. “Sorry, mate. I was just
messing around. I didn’t think it would piss you off.”
His blue eyes were
wide and Terry felt his irritation dissipating rapidly. He continued
to rake his gaze down Justin’s half-naked form. His broad shoulders
and wide chest, which was sprinkled with a handful of pale hairs. His
toned stomach, the six-pack nicely defined but not too
body-builderish. His arms were thickly muscled but suited his
athletic frame. Deep-blue swimming trunks hid the area he most wanted
to see but he relied on the glimpses he’d had over the years and
his overripe imagination.
Thick thighs and
calves and, unbelievably, nice feet—he didn’t generally like
feet—finished off the package of perfection and Terry was suddenly
extremely glad he had a book in his lap, because his cock was
beginning to swell and press against the inside of his swimming
shorts. He realized that a dip in the pool would be a pretty good
antidote—the chilly water should take the heat from his cock. And
if not, at least no one would be able to see the bulge unless they
swam underwater.
It was stupid,
really, trying to hide his erection from Justin. They both knew there
was something between them, and he wanted to bury his hard cock
inside Justin’s mouth or arse, not hide it beneath a fucking book.
He began to wonder
whether they should just get together, and to hell with the
consequences. It wasn’t illegal.
Justin sat down on
the sun bed next to Terry and flashed him a smile. “Am I forgiven,
then? I haven’t got your book wet, have I?” He reached out to
grab the book, presumably to try to dry it, but Terry slammed his
hand down quickly, catching Justin’s fingers beneath his in the
process, not to mention giving his cock a bit of a smack.
“No,” he ground
out, wondering how he’d managed to get even a single word to fall
from his lips. As soon as their fingers had touched he’d felt a
spark that had run straight up his arm and multiplied throughout his
entire body. His ebbing erection had immediately jumped back to
attention, lifting the book slightly. He hoped against all hope that
Justin hadn’t noticed but he had no such luck.
The blond’s gaze
dropped to their still-touching fingers and, presumably, to the book
and the thing beneath it that had caused the movement. He stared for
a few seconds that felt like hours, then looked back up at Terry’s
face. He opened his mouth then closed it again. For the first time
ever, it seemed Justin was speechless.
A huge splash and a
series of laughs from the pool broke the spell between them. Justin
snatched his hand back and raked it through his hair. He opened and
closed his mouth again, but for the second time nothing came out. He
let out a heavy sigh and stood up looking dazed. He appeared to have
trouble putting one foot in front of the other, as though he were
drunk or had just woken from a very deep sleep. Of course, only the
two of them knew the real reason for Justin’s behavior.
Finally Justin got
his limbs to cooperate, and he made his way across to the table that
held food and drinks, sheltered from the bright sunlight by a large,
green gazebo.
Terry watched him
go, a tumult of emotions running through his brain. Disappointment,
confusion, anger, lust…they all assaulted him, though admittedly
the last was screaming the loudest, a fact certainly not helped by
Justin’s damp and topless state.
Now a feeling of
despair took hold of him. What the fuck was he going to do?
About
Lucy Felthouse
Lucy
Felthouse
is
the
award-winning
author
of
erotic
romance
novels
Stately
Pleasures
(named
in
the
top
5
of
Cliterati.co.uk’s
100
Modern
Erotic
Classics
That
You’ve
Never
Heard
Of,
and
an
Amazon
bestseller)
and
Eyes
Wide
Open
(winner
of
the
Love
Romances
Café’s
Best
Ménage
Book
2015
award,
and
an
Amazon
bestseller).
Including
novels,
short
stories
and
novellas,
she
has
over
140
publications
to
her
name.
She
owns
Erotica
For
All,
and
is
one
eighth
of
The
Brit
Babes.
Find
out
more
about
her
writing
at
http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk,
or
on
Twitter
and
Facebook.
You
can
also
subscribe
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her
monthly
newsletter
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