Seven things about Jon Palmer - New #gayromance from @Parr_Books

 

Seven things about character Jon Palmer from new release gay romance, Like a Thief in the Night.

1. He wears an Armani jacket for work.

2. He prefers to wear ripped jeans and a t-shirt

3. He’s used to heights since he’s had to scale the roof of an apartment block all summer

4. He likes hot chocolate before bed

5. He owns a pair of blue rubber toe post sandals

6. He has a tiny art studio in a beach suburb

7. Circumstances force him to quit his city job

Like a Thief in the Night

Gorgeous businessman Saxon Dearing buys a pied de terre in the city where he works. Only using the place on three nights, he goes home to his beachside house for the rest of the week. At thirty-two, immersed in his work, he doesn’t know he’s lonely until delicious, twenty-five year old Jon Palmer literally drops into his life during a thunderstorm.

Artist Jon struggles to sell his paintings from a tiny studio, and works in a city gallery to pay his rent. As the two men fall in love, Jon can’t overcome the idea his lack of success is a barrier to telling handsome, wealthy Saxon how he feels.

When his boss offers him a dangerous way of making money, Jon must make a choice.

Will he risk telling Saxon he loves him or let his lack of confidence lead him astray and away from the man who loves him, too?

Excerpt

The invitation to kiss lured Jon in a second. The delicious feel of his lover’s lips mingled with the emotion that swished in his stomach. He clung to Saxon, sharing heated kiss after kiss until his heart raced. He drew away trying to cool the moment.

Saxon traced a finger along Jon’s cheek to his jaw. It left delectable sensation in its wake.

Jon took a deep breath. He returned to sitting in the shelter of Saxon’s arm and stared at the screen where the movie played on.

Moments passed before Saxon spoke softly.

“I know you go home Saturday after work, but can I see you tomorrow night? Will you come to the beach house? I know it’s clingy, maybe even surprising, but I feel like I don’t want to let you out of my sight.”

The sentiment sent a wave of warmth into Jon’s heart. If only things were different, we’d fall in love. I already feel safe with him. I want to love him and have him love me. He won’t love a felon. Jon sighed.

Saxon must have mistaken the sigh for a refusal. “You probably have plans, of course.”

Jon hurried to correct the idea. “No. I’d love to see you, Saxon.”

“Where’s your phone? I’ll put my address and both my numbers in your contacts.”

Jon couldn’t help smiling. He likes me a lot, for sure. He stood and went to his jacket. He brought his smartphone back to the couch and sat beside Saxon. “Here you go.”

Saxon bent his head to key in the information.

Just watching him gave Jon a soft glow of affection for the man.

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Who is Santiago Arista? #MMRomance #Pamplona #Mystery @Parr_books

Five things about Santiago Arista

1. Santiago Arista is not his real name. 
2. He's unfailingly kind.
3. He's lived all over the world.
4. He restores frescoes in old and sacred buildings.
5. He has a stash of precious stones in the old chest where he also keeps his ancient weapons.

Who is he really?

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Aiden Flint goes on vacation with three friends to Pamplona, Spain. Seeking excitement, they will run with the bulls in the festival of St. Fermin. As the four friends enjoy the nightlife, they notice an attractive man watching Aiden in the bars they visit. In the warmth and heady atmosphere of the exotic city, Aiden takes a chance and approaches the handsome man.

Enigmatic Santiago Arista is sexy, kind, desperate for love, and achingly lonely. He’s just about given up on finding love, until one warm, summer night, sitting alone in a bar, he sees gorgeous Aiden. He’s elated when Aiden joins him at his table.

Deep attraction swirls between them. At the end of the night when they share a kiss, Aiden can’t believe the bliss that enfolds him, but have both men found someone to love just when fate is about to throw Aiden into mortal danger?

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In a rush of need, Aiden pushed his hands inside Santiago’s t-shirt and moaned low as his palms contacted a hard, muscled chest. He ran his hands around Santiago’s body. The feel of Santiago’s skin beneath his fingertips drove him on. Aiden rammed his hips onto Santiago’s lower body, and the hard column of his erection met the shape of Santiago’s. Aiden murmured, pulling Santiago’s t-shirt up to take it off.

Santiago dragged it off before he helped Aiden take off his t-shirt. He clasped Aiden close with a soft, “Uh, this feels so good.”

Skin to skin and lips on lips, the resulting pleasure so intense it left him gasping, Aiden fought to breathe. The gentle breeze caressed his back, and slowly he remembered they stood on Santiago’s balcony. He held his lover’s shoulders and steered him into the living room, hardly breaking their kiss.

Santiago smiled onto his lips. He opened the jeans Aiden wore. “Now we’re out of public view, let’s get these off you.” He pushed them down Aiden’s thighs.

The brush of Santiago’s fingertips forced a groan from him. He took a step away and dragged off the jeans and boxers he wore, dropping them where he stood. His cock sprang free, thick and hard. Santiago’s gasp brought his head up. He moved rapidly to his lover. “You must have seen me naked yesterday but…”

Santiago stole the words from his mouth with a kiss as he grasped Aiden’s dick. He slid his fist along. “But not this, not…”

Aiden whispered onto Santiago’s mouth. “Not my cock huge, aching, and waiting for your touch.” He dragged the zipper of his lover’s chinos down, then grabbed the waistband, pulling them and Santiago’s underwear over his hard ass to halfway down his muscled thighs. He broke contact with Santiago’s lips and looked down to see his lover’s dick. A smile hovered as he took in the sight of Santiago’s erection, glistening at the slit with pre-cum.

“You’re so hot.” He swept his hands over Santiago’s skin in wide circles, drifted his fingertips along his lover’s flat stomach, and kissed him.

Santiago took Aiden’s hands from his body. “I need these clothes off.”

Aiden purposely watched Santiago take off his chinos, soaking up the delicious sight of his ass as he bent and the way his cock bobbed against his hard stomach. As soon as his lover’s pants hit the floor, Aiden crushed him close.

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Wandering around on tall buildings... (#gayromance #voyeurism #scar @parr_books)

 


By E.D. Parr (Guest Blogger)

I loved writing this story. Alex the fun, sexy hero thinks nothing of wandering around on tall buildings both in his day job and in his clandestine antics at night.

Lovely Blake has the wrong idea about himself. The scar on his face is a heavy load for him to carry but hunky Alex sees the beauty before him and falls in love with Blake.

There are some red-hot love scenes but behind them is a love story to make you smile.

Alex isn’t who he first appears to be. Love changes him as much as it lifts Blake from his self-doubt.

I hope that you enjoy their story.

Thirty year old, lawyer, Blake Aster gazes from his high-rise office window wondering if this summer he’ll find love, but deep inside he doubts anyone will ever want him again. He can’t forget the scar he has running the length of his handsome face.

Hunky, daring, Alex Ryan is cleaning the building windows. Struck by the mythical beauty in the Blake’s looks, fun-loving Alex sets out to get Blake’s attention. Maybe a striptease outside Blake’s eighth floor window will do the trick.

M/M erotic romance—contains gay male anal sex, oral sex, partner masturbation in the love scenes

Excerpt

Alex ran his hands into the beast’s thick dark hair and held his head, plundering his mouth with kiss after kiss, and grinding his cock on the beast’s hard body.

The man in Alex’s arms broke away. He gulped in air. “You’re the window cleaner.”

Alex smiled with amusement. “You noticed. You are so fucking hot. How soon do you think you’d come if I sucked your cock?

The delectable man’s eyes widened. He gasped. “Feel my cock.” He took Alex’s hand and pressed it onto the rock hard column in his suit pants.

A low moan escaped Alex. He grazed his lips on the beast’s. “Open your pants.”

In seconds, Alex had dragged the beast’s pants and shorts down his legs. He dropped to his knees and licked all the way up the perfect cock that sprang free. He grabbed the man’s thighs, opened his mouth wide, and took the leaking dick deep into his throat, simulating fucking for a few strokes. Alex, felt his own cock leak. The tip was high against his jeans waistband and strained at the fastening. He drew the beast’s cock in and out of his mouth, circled the head, sucked at the pre-cum, and pushed his hand around to tease at the man’s hard ass crack. The beast groaned and thrust, his hips finding a rhythm, he fucked Alex’s mouth.

Alex’s thighs weakened. His head filled with the scent of sex, and cum. He basked in the male energy exuding from the hot guy who orgasmed in his mouth with a long groan.

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My unearthly Valentine (#mm #scifi #gayromance @parr_books)

By E.D. Parr (Guest Blogger)

The story Falling Star Valentine was inspired by shooting stars. We all know shooting stars are falling meteorites, but the romance remains when one streaks across the midnight blue sky, and when two, in close succession, zoom over the night vista as you stand on your hotel balcony, it’s a sight to behold. I travel a little with my day job and in the autumn of 2016, I had to travel a lot more than usual. One night when I couldn’t sleep because I was churning worries around, I went out onto the balcony of the hotel room I was staying in and stared up at the sky. The night sparkled cold and the sky displayed an array of stars suddenly seeming only meters away a shooting star flew across my line of vision, then another as if it followed the first.

I’m a die-hard romantic and immediately my sweet but sexy character, Valentine Steel, had formed in my head. He’s Falling Star Valentine on his way to visit earth. Will he find love?

Blurb

Fashion photographer Dale Walker takes a train to his hometown, relocating there after nursing a broken heart for six months in another city. His train makes an unscheduled stop to take on a mysterious passenger.

For a long time, Valentine Steel has hoped to meet a man who will love him. When he sees Dale on the train, he’s overjoyed to find a vacant seat beside Dale.

Dale’s immediate attraction to Valentine has him on edge. He doesn’t want another broken heart, and yet Valentine is so magnetic Dale’s frozen heart begins to thaw.

Valentine sets out to charm and capture Dale in his sparkling aura. He can’t let the chance to have Dale’s love slip away. This could be his last chance to stay on Earth the planet he loves.

Excerpt

A soft sound of regret that he’d given his heart away so easily escaped Dale and then the sudden slowing of the train grabbed his attention. Thrown a little forward by the rapid decrease in speed, Dale huddled back in his seat. No one sat beside him and the magazine he’d placed on the adjacent seat flew off forcefully as the train ground to a halt.

People stood and gaped out of the windows. Dale peered out at the white expanse sparkling in the morning sun, unaware until then that the train had even traveled into snow-covered country. The hum of concerned questions filled the carriage as people looked around and talked in hushed voices. There’d been no collision, no terrible sound of an accident and Dale, in the fog of his misery, waited quietly for some indication of what was going on.

An announcement floated from the practically invisible speaker at the front of the carriage. A pretty sound chimed and a soothing voice stated the obvious before giving information.

“Translines Rail has made an unscheduled stop. We apologize for the inconvenience. There is no need for alarm. We will shortly be mobile again when a passenger has boarded. Thank you and enjoy the rest of your journey.”

Dale bent to pick up the magazine that had fallen to the floor of the carriage. He hadn’t even placed a fingertip on the glossy cover when a hand extending from the cuff of a black jacket sleeve took hold of the magazine, and lifted it.

Dale swiftly looked sideways to see who the hand belonged to, and came face-to-face with a gorgeous man. Something about the man made Dale’s heart lurch, which scared him, and because of the scare his heartbeat increased. He closed his eyes for a few seconds, trying to calm this sudden flare of nerves. He gave up on retrieving his reading material and sat up in the plush velveteen train seat waiting for what would happen next.

“Your journal. Is the seat free?” The man’s gentle voice soothed him only a little as he held Dale’s magazine out, and gave an indicative nod toward the vacant seat beside Dale.

“Thank you, and yes the seat is free.” Captured by his outright beauty, Dale tried not to stare at the man. He dropped his gaze to the colorful shot on the cover, and accepted the magazine, holding it on his lap.

The man sat.

Dale struggled not to look at the passenger beside him, whose cologne now filled up his senses with a delicate, fresh, scent, a fragrance capturing the cool breeze crossing the ocean on a summer night, somehow full of promise. The suit the man wore was visibly expensive. Dale knew quality when he saw it even if it was only on a quick look. As a photographer for major fashion magazines, he’d gathered a knowledge and appreciation for clothes.

Dale stared ahead and wondered if this man was the passenger the train had stopped for. He edged a little away from the central armrest dividing the seats—their size was generous and the man wasn’t even close, but Dale could feel his presence as if gripped by a magnetic force. Finally, unable to help it, Dale chanced a sideways glance.

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Bah! Humbug!

By H K Carlton (Guest Blogger)

Bah! Humbug!

I'd like to thank Lisabet for inviting me back. I’m excited the share my first holiday story entitled Mistle Tow. But be forewarned, if you’re looking for a mushy sentimental, carol-filled, tree-trimming, tinsel clinging, twinkling lights and sweet togetherness kind of story, that’s not what this is.  It’s really only a holiday story in the sense that it takes place over the Christmas season.

Have you ever had one of those years when you wished you could just avoid the holidays altogether? A wake me when it’s over kind of feeling. Everyone else is joyful and festive and you just want to bah humbug the entire season.

I think we all have. Whether, it’s just been a crappy year all around and you’d just like to forget it, or maybe finances are an issue (when aren’t they?), illness, or perhaps you’re dealing with a break up and facing the season alone for the first time in a long time. The thought of watching all the happy couples around the supper table is the last thing you want to endure.

That’s what Brant Holley is coping with this year. He’s determined to put the past behind him and avoid the holidays all in one fell swoop.

Blurb

The last thing Brantley Holley wants to do this year is spend the holidays at home with his family.

In an attempt to move on from his failed marriage, Brant places the marital home on the market and also decides to clean house, ridding himself of any and all reminders. Although it wrecks him to do so, that includes selling his beloved ’66 Chevelle, which may also have contributed to the demise of his marriage.

Brant puts his baby up on the auction block at one of the premier auction houses— the auction to be held over the holidays. But instead of racking up needless extra miles on her, which might be a detriment to potential buyers, he hires a flatbed tow truck to convey his precious cargo from Philadelphia to Arizona.

But when the rollback shows up, Brant is totally unprepared for the sexy blonde bombshell in the red Santa hat, who steps out of the massive red tow truck.

All of a sudden, the holidays are looking a whole lot more festive.

Excerpt

After filling up on food and fuel they were on the road again. The light, fun, and teasing banter continued, often turning quite sexual in nature.

By the time they finally stopped for Kin to rest, Brant was pretty keyed up.

Same as the night before she started out on the other side of the truck, but she was restless.

“Come over here,” he said, finally. “You’re obviously more comfortable this end.”

She cracked and eye and squinted at him. Invitingly, he spread his arm out.

With a sigh she switched ends.

Twenty minutes later, she was still wide awake.

Brant reached over and floated his hand over her forehead softly then stroked into her hair.

“Can’t sleep?”

“No.” She sat up, bringing her knees up. She sat close to him. “Not with you touching me.”

Rebuked, he set his hands in his lap. “Sorry.”

But as she continued to look at him, what she’d meant became clear. “Not when you’re anywhere close to me.”

His cock lengthened. He wasn’t the only one fighting the overwhelming attraction.

With his index finger, he reached over and moved her hair from her forehead.

Directly over her shoulder, on the hook, the little piece of mistletoe attached to the pompom on the Santa hat, goaded him.

With the same finger, he gave the sprig a little flick. It danced over her head.

Brant then softly traced the line of her full bottom lip with his thumb.

Ever so slowly, he leaned in. Kinley remained utterly still. Brant softly kissed her lips then immediately backed away. Giving her a chance to put a stop to this. He’d give her the choice. But he wanted this badly. It would be torture to stop, especially when they had so many miles yet to travel together, but he would.

“This is probably the stupidest decision either one of us has ever made,” she whispered.

It was all the encouragement he needed.

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H K Carlton is a multi-published Canadian author of romance and its varied sub-genres and couplings; including contemporary, historical, paranormal, naughty fairy tales, family saga, mafia/mob and erotica (m/f, m/m, menage, m/f/f, m/m/m)

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