Promo Monday with Erika Pike

Another Promo Monday rolls around, and this time, The Walls Have Ears! That's right, Erika Pike is here to talk about her new release through No Boundaries Press!

The Walls Have Ears (College Fun and Gays #3)

by Erica Pike

Published by No Boundaries Press.

Length: 15,000

Blurb:

Short and scrawny college student Harley Santos has a strange relationship with the guy on the other side of his bedroom wall. For weeks, the two have been masturbating to each other's voices, but they have never met in person. 

When Harley's roommate (Ryan) is asked out on a date by one of his neighbors, Harley is devastated that his wall-mate mistook not-hot Harley for super-hot Ryan. Helping Harley through his heartache is Tasha Novokov, the other neighbor, who is tall, dark, and impossibly handsome. 

As Harley's affections shift to Tasha, his heartache hits an all time high because with all the girls hanging around, Tasha has to be straight.

Excerpt:

The walls have ears, or more like, the guy on the other side of the wall has ears…and a lovely voice. His moans are deep and sensual. They drive me nuts every time I masturbate to his grunts, like I’ve been doing almost every night since moving in.

I had been dreading going off to live with some stranger in the deep, dark forest that is Philadelphia. The rustle and bustle of city life was scary for a small-town boy like me. It didn’t help that the people I knew, who’d been to Philly, took great joy in stuffing my head full with stories of serial killers, mobsters, and nasty dorm mates. That last part scared the hell out of me, because I was a green-horned little girly-guy. I was sure I’d be pushed down and fucked by the first guy to cross my path. Of course, the idea of being fucked wasn’t all that unappealing, but I didn’t want to be made into the dorm’s butt boy or anything.

Naturally, nothing of the sort happened and I really hit the jackpot with my roommate Ryan. We don’t really run in the same circles. It’s not that he wouldn’t hang out with me if I asked; it’s just that he’s a very busy guy with his sports and other multiple after-school activities. The guy is so busy he barely stays in our small dorm apartment, so it’s almost as if I have it all to myself, which is another plus.

However, it isn’t Ryan who’s moaning so deeply on the other side of the wall. There’s a whole living room-slash-kitchen area between mine and Ryan’s rooms. No, the neighbor is one of the two smoldering hot guys who live in the apartment next to ours.

On my first night here, I was just about to fall asleep on the wooden bed, under my green comforter, when I heard these low, sexy grunts coming from the other side of the wall. He wasn’t alone. In between his deep groans were low gasps and moans coming from another guy. My cock immediately perked up at the sweet sounds. I jerked off as quietly as I could and came hard just about the time the owner of the deep voice did.

There were more nights like that. The guy had a lot of partners, and sometimes it was just him alone. Lately it’s just been him and me. See, one night, about a month ago, we were both getting off on each side of the wall. When he let out a particularly long and sensual groan, my own voice slipped with a low moan. I practically heard him stop for a few seconds, but then he continued and groaned again, only a little higher this time. I was curious, embarrassed, and thrilled all at the same time. Instead of stopping, I kept at it and let out an experimental moan. My neighbor’s voice grew louder and from the sound of things he was definitely masturbating. We ended up fisting our cocks, vocalizing our pleasures with moans, groans, grunts, and gasps until we climaxed. I hid under the comforter after that with a mind spinning like a hula hoop. I thought he’d want us to talk and that would only get me embarrassed, but he never said anything. We did, however, repeat the game every night after that.

With knees pressed in the thick mattress, I lean my head against the red wall with labored breaths. I yank on my cock so fast my vision goes blurry. He breathes equally hard on the other side. His forehead bumps against the wall, right against mine with only the thin wall between us.

“Fuck,” I whisper when the wonderful tightness in my balls gathers in a knot.

He groans deeply in response, which coaxes out a moan from me just before I cry out my groin-twisting ecstasy. His lovely voice lets out a series of deep grunts as he comes. We know each other’s voices so well now that we automatically tune in on each other’s rhythm and almost always come at the same time.

After my boneless body slumps down on the bed, I reach for tissues to wipe myself off. My neighbor runs his fingers along the wall and rustles about, maybe wiping himself off too or getting comfortable on the bed. When all is quiet again, he strokes the wall and whispers good night to me.

“Good night,” I murmur back just before curling up and dozing off.

Available at No Boundaries Press, Amazon, All Romance eBooks, and Barnes & Noble.

Erica Pike
www.ericapike.com

Special Promo Friday with Rawiya!

For a special post, I'm thrilled to welcome Rawiya to The Naughty Pages with her book, Sugar Daddy!

Is it Wrong To Seek A Partner with Money
Rawiya

Thanks to Phoenix for having me here today. My post is only an opinion regarding
an assumption we often make. When you see an older person with a younger one, it’s
automatically assumed the couple is together for monetary reasons. I’ve even done it
myself. Recall Anna Nicole Smith and her older rich lover? I know when I first heard
about that, I said, there’s no way she actually loves him, she wants him for his money.
We all know what happened after that. He died, she was left with part of his fortune but
his family fought her tooth and nail until he own death several years later.

There are many other famous and not so famous stories involving couples who have the
same circumstances but I wonder, is it still possible for that person to be in love and
want security?

In tough financial times like these, it would be great to have at least one person in the
relationship with money and security. Less problems to worry about right? The harmony
between these two might be better for the most part. Not saying they’ll be happy all the time but
money wouldn’t be a big issue unless one is spending too much. *snicker*

So what’s wrong with wanting a partner with cash? Sure, there things to be worked out between
the two parties regarding spending and sharing of things like credit and such but don’t all of us
want to be with someone who can love and provide for us?

That’s what my character Matthew Davidson wants. A Sugar Daddy who can take care of him
monetarily and in the bedroom. In the story, he makes his desires quite clear. The question is,
does he find the man who’s up to the challenge?

Hope you enjoyed my post. Please enjoy the blurb and excerpt from the book.
Matthew Davidson wants a MAN! The setting shifts away from the America’s to Britain where
Matthew and his childhood friend, Devon Peartly attend a cooking school to obtain their
cooking certificates. The young man wants a partner so badly, he decides he’ll try an online
dating service in hopes of finding a black man that can take care of and satisfy him romantically.
He finds that man, Antwon Bantu on an online dating site and is instantly intrigued. Little does
Matthew know that Antwon is involved in a “convenient” marriage and is seeking a younger
partner so he can finally get on with his life. Instead of confessing the truth, he decides to hide
it, fearing he’ll lose the chance with Matthew if he informs him. To complicate things, Antwon’s
wife claims to be in love with him. Antwon must choose what’s more important; loving Matthew
or saving his impeccable reputation as a top barrister in the London courts?

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Hot excerpt
Antwon felt they’d had too much serious conversation. He wanted to talk about fun
things, share a few kisses. Okay more than that. No they didn’t have to go all the way,
but he wished to touch that hot body, kiss those slim lips, and so much more.
“Thank you, Matthew. I appreciate that. I’ve been thinking about coming out a lot more lately, though. I’m an older man who can stand on his own two feet. I no longer care that deeply about being accepted.” To a certain extent. “Now, I want to be loved, Matthew.”
Slowly he snaked his arm around Matthew’s lean frame hoping he’d get the hint. “By one man,” he added along with subtle touches on the young man’s neck. “As long as I have that and the support from that significant other, I don’t need those grumpy old men in my corner.” Antwon inched closer to Matthew, eliminating a lot of the space
between them. He licked his lips while maintaining eye contact with the young man. Please let me. He didn’t need to say anything. His eyes pleaded for Matthew to allow a kiss.
Matthew cracked a smile and traced the fine lines on Antwon’s face, seemingly picking up the signals. Within seconds, their mouths connected in a soft and simple kiss. Just that nearly caused Antwon’s cock to spring from his black trousers. He lifted his lids and caught Matthew’s hazel gaze once more, taking pleasure in Matthew’s gentle
caresses. “More, please…” he whispered and pulled Matthew into his strong arms, embracing him, lining up their lips once again for more of the same.

Just as he’d hoped, Matthew reciprocated the gesture and unlike the last one, this intrusion was more direct and with tongue! Oh how Antwon loved to taste a man’s tongue with his own and having a sample of Matthew’s was no exception.
As they continued, Antwon leaned back on the couch, taking the young man with him
until he was on top, crotch to crotch, and gazing down at him in surprise.
“God, Antwon,” he managed in a throaty growl before taking the older man’s mouthagain with his own.

“Mhmm,” Antwon moaned into Matthew’s kiss, offering more of his own tongue in
return. They exchanged the taste of the Merlot with their tongues telling each other
secrets. “Matthew, I want you so badly right now.” He really did. So much so he
considered breaking the promise he’d set before he left his home. No sex on this first
date. If Matthew wanted it then he’d give him just that, despite his earlier thoughts.
Something told him that wouldn’t be an issue with his prospective lover.

The young culinary student only nodded and captured his mouth again in a hot embrace
while pressing his body further into Antwon’s. Their cocks met through the soft material
and Antwon felt as though he might explode at any moment. “Matthew.” He gripped
his waist and pushed himself upwards to meet his thrusts. In one move, he slid both his
hands inside Matthew’s blue jeans, grasping his hips through his underwear. “You’re so
beautiful, Matthew.”

Still meeting his gaze, he only laughed and sat on his lap while he unbuttoned his
oxford. Seductively, one by one, he undid them, making Antwon salivate by the second
for what he was about to see. Once he finished, Matthew revealed a tanned chest –
slender, not six packed at all but lean. Perky brown nipples, pierced, looked so inviting.
He wanted to trace them with his tongue. A Chinese saying tattooed above his right
breast, and on his bicep, a black cat with sharp fangs and claws reaching out. Pretty
menacing but maybe it had some meaning to him.

“Gorgeous.” Antwon traced the line of fine hair from the centre of his torso down to
his waistband. What he’d already seen excited him but God did he want more! What’s
under those skinny jeans? He’d felt the slim hips but what about the front? What did his
cock look like? More importantly what did it taste like?

Obviously, satisfied with his approval, Matthew leaned in again, his tongue caressing
the older gentleman’s lips while his hands worked at loosening the clasp on his trousers.
Their tongues intertwined and again, their bodies aligned perfectly on the sofa. Antwon
reached in between them, undoing his own zipper, releasing his hardened shaft from its
hiding place. Once he’d pushed them down from his waist, he slipped his shirt over his
head and tossed it aside.

“Antwon, you’re so goddamn sexy!” Matthew grinned while taking both of their
erections in his palm.

Yes, they could do this. They didn’t have to sleep together. As long as there was a release
– some relief. God did he need it, even though he’d enjoy slipping inside of Matthew’s
body a lot more.

That won’t be too far off.

RAWIYA is the more sensual erotica writer in the BLRawiya duo. Rawiya's first sole author
book, “Time to Make the Donuts” is now available in multiple digital formats through online
vendors and her first MMF Living In The Now was released in April from Naughty Nights Press.
Rawiya loves multiracial characters who overcome obstacles other than race. Sweet, sassy, and
spicy would be the best way to describe her work. Happily married mother of two, loves music,
computers, and travel. She blogs regularly at Wicked Sexy Writers. For more please visit the
Rawiya’s blog on Wordpress.

As always, I'm thrilled to have Rawiya here, I look forward to hosting you again, and can't wait to read Sugar Daddy!

Promo Monday with Karenna Colcroft Dancing Away

This week I'm thrilled to welcome back Karenna Colcroft! This time she's talking about her soon-to-be-released Dancing Away, contest included! Be one of the first to get your hands on this new novella!

A Blast from the Past

Do you ever think about that special someone from your high school days? The one who made your heart skip a beat just by smiling at you? The one you hoped for a happily-ever-after with? Maybe you’re one of the fortunate few who found their true match in high school. Or maybe it took a little longer.
In my new M/M contemporary novella Dancing Away, Merit Hartwick wanted his special someone to be Cole Dellany. But Cole was a jock and hung out with the guys who bullied Merit mercilessly. Until the night of their senior prom, Cole never participated in the bullying. That night, though, he broke Merit’s heart.
A decade later, Cole returns to Merit’s life with two confessions: he’s gay and he wants Merit. Can a closeted former jock and a distrustful ballet dancer overcome past hurts and make a life together? Find out by reading Dancing Away, releasing August 16 from Pink Petal Books (http://pinkpetalbooks.com).
You can find out more about Karenna Colcroft and her books by visiting her website, www.karennacolcroft.com, or by joining her Facebook group, http://www.facebook.com/groups/261093317316839/.
Who was your high school “someone”? Tell me about him or her in the comments and you’ll be entered to win a PDF copy of Dancing Away. Contest will close Friday, August 17, at noon Eastern. (US Time)

Excerpt from Dancing Away:
He allowed Merit to move him, and they inched sideways without taking hands or lips off one
another until they bumped against the bed. Then Merit broke the kiss and, grinning, shoved Cole
onto the mattress.
Cole pinwheeled his arms, trying to keep his balance, but fell onto his back. He glared up at
Merit, who stood laughing. “You think that’s funny?”
“I think you’re exactly where I wanted you and this was the easiest way to get you there.”
Merit unfastened his slacks but didn’t remove them. “It’s sweet that you’re so shy with me.
Believe me, I understand. I don’t want to push this too far too fast either. But if we keep dancing
around each other, we’ll never get to what we really want.”
“I want to see you.” Cole propped himself on his elbows. “All of you. Please.”
“Only if you show me yours.”
Cole licked his lips, partly out of nerves and partly at the anticipation of tasting Merit once
they were both out of their clothes. He’d been startled at Merit’s sudden move, but he saw the
point. They’d been moving so slowly nothing would ever have happened.
“I’ll show you,” he promised.
“I know you will.”
Merit pushed his slacks and briefs to the floor and stepped out of them. Nude, he was
magnificent. His dancer’s body, accentuated by muscles, was in perfect proportion. His long
cock stood hard. And Merit obviously had no qualms about showing himself to Cole. He put his
hands on his hips and smiled down, standing as confidently as if he were fully clothed. “What do
you think?”
“I think you’re the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.” Cole slowly scanned the other man’s body,
desire rushing through him. This was the body he had touched. And would be touching again
very soon. The body that would be against his, under or on top, he didn’t know which and at that
moment didn’t care. All that mattered was that he and Merit would be together.
“Now it’s your turn,” Merit said.
Cole stood and removed his jeans and boxers. The moment he was naked, heat flooded his
face. Other men had seen him unclothed, but none had scrutinized him the way Merit was doing.
None of their gazes had been so tangible, like fingers running lightly over his skin. He was
suddenly shy again and battled the urge to cover his cock with his hands.
Merit kissed his shoulder. “I could look at you all day. You’re blushing, do you know that?”
“I know.”
“Why?” Merit traced a fingertip down the center of Cole’s torso, stopping just short of the
tip of his cock. “You aren’t ashamed to be here with me, are you?”
“Of course not.” Cole drew a shuddering breath, waiting to see where Merit would touch
him next. “I don’t know how to act with you.”
“You’re doing fine.” Merit moved his finger a tiny fraction closer to Cole’s cock. “Do you
want me to touch you, Cole? Do you want me to put my hand around your dick? Or would you
rather have my mouth? You want me to tell you what I like. Tell me what you like.”
“Everything.” The word erupted from Cole’s throat as desire roared into hunger. “Please,
god, I want everything with you. Everything we never dared to ask for from each other before.”