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

Phoenix has gone PINK for Breast Cancer Awareness Month!

That's right, the usual black and orange colouring has been traded in (temporarily) to show support for Breast Cancer Awareness Month, which we all know is October.

Just about everyone will know someone who has had, is battling or has lost against this horrible and deadly cancer. I, myself, have an aunt who has bravely battled and won her fight against breast cancer. But she was one of the lucky ones. I know we all find statistics pretty boring, but I want to bring it to your attention just how rare this cancer is NOT.

1 in 9 women will be diagnosed with breast cancer before the age of 85. That's a little over 11% of women.
36 Australian women are diagnosed with breast cancer EVERYDAY. That's 13 140 women a year just in Australia.
In the 24 years between 1982 and 2006, the number of women diagnosed annually more than DOUBLED from 5 289 women to 12 614. By 2015, it's predicted that number will increase to 15 409 women diagnosed annually; 22% higher than it was in 2006.
This is not a cancer that only effects older women. 24% of of new breast cancer cases in 2006 were under 50; 51% were between 50 and and 69, and 25% were aged 70 and over. It's a cancer for all ages.
To further demonstrate this, in my research I have discovered children as young as 3 battling breast cancer. That's right, a 3 year old (same age as my own daughter) fought the disease and won.
"Aleisha Hunter, from Toronto, Canada, needed a mastectomy after doctors discovered the cause of a lump which appeared on her chest in December 2008 when she was two.
However she is now clear of the disease - and now aged four, has been speaking about what happened to her.
'I know I had cancer in my booby and that the doctors made it better,' she said. 'I know that cancer can make some people go to heaven, but I am better now.'" (Read more about this young survivor here.)
It is not exclusively a "woman's cancer". In 1982, 62 men were diagnosed with breast cancer. In 2006, that number had increased to 102. 25 men died of breast cancer that year. 2 618 women also died of breast cancer that year.
So now you know a bit more about breast cancer. It's not just for older women; it's for young women, for children, and for men. If ANYONE notices a hard lump in their breast, then get it checked out immediately by your local doctor. Don't put it off, because each day you leave it could be the extra day you need to fight it!