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Release Tour: The Moves We Make by CD Rachels

The Moves We Make | CD Rachels

Artists and Athletes #2

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Release Date: April 11th, 2022

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Landon
On my university soccer team, people see me as an obnoxious loud-mouth, but this semester, I’m turning over a new leaf.
Part of that involves supporting my best friend and his new relationship (with a guy!).

Ravi being gay has really thrown me for a loop. The way he looks at Steven, it makes me feel… jealous? I’m not gay, but no girl has ever made me feel the way those two feel about each other. To top it off, I’m forced to take my university arts requirement in the form of a dance class! I have to fumble around trying not to fail while the teaching assistant Dane refuses to take it easy on me.

Still, the longer I spend in dance class, the more I get to know the real Dane: he’s fun, interesting, sweet, attractive, and… did I say attractive?! No way, that’s not what I meant. Because if I actually feel that way then… turning over a new leaf just got a LOT more complicated.

Dane
Dance is my life, and being a performing artist is my ultimate goal. That’s why I took this university TA position and why I’m hoping to secure an internship in the big city.

I refuse to get distracted by some (admittedly handsome) jock that I’m tasked with teaching. He’s uncoordinated, but eventually, I can tell that he’s actually trying, so I cut him some slack. There’s also the tiny detail that he admits he may not be 100% straight.

That’s fine by me. It’s not like a guy like that would go for someone with a messed up face like mine. Still, as the weeks go by, something shifts and we become closer. I can’t let myself become sidetracked in catching feelings for a boy who’s new to being queer. I just need to disregard the burning chemistry we have whenever we’re in the dance studio alone.

It’ll be easy to ignore the way he makes my heart flutter when he talks to me, or how charming he is when he lets down his guard.

Well… maybe one kiss won’t hurt, right?

The Moves We Make is a low-angst, male/male romance, opposites-attract story involving hands-on movement lessons, road trips, drunken dance floors, soccer games, and discovering what love and sex with the RIGHT person can actually lead to, HEA guaranteed. It is the second of the Artists and Athletes series but can be read as a standalone.

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Excerpt

He drops off Jonathan and Tisha, then drives slightly farther to get to Val’s dorm. I’m thankful that I don’t live in any of their buildings, because I really want to wish Landon a special goodnight (and I do NOT want anyone around to witness that).

“I’m gonna park near the athletics dorms. Do you want me to drop you off somewhere?” He looks at me expectantly, and I think we’re on the same page.

“I’ll let you park first,” I reply, trying to sound nonchalant. Landon’s smirk is not lost upon me.

Once he finally pulls into a spot. He turns off the engine and looks at me in the passenger seat. It’s so quiet and the tension between us is thick. Fuck, is it hot in here again? Landon really needs to fix this inconsistent heating situation, because I am sweating.

I look over to see him looking up at nothing in particular, lips pursed like he’s thinking of what to say. This is too awkward. I want to go, but I need to stay and say some form of goodnight.

“I just realized…” I begin slowly. He looks at me expectantly. “It’s your birthday. I didn’t get you anything.”

“I disagree.” Before I know it, he’s reaching over and pulling my shirt collar in. Centimeters away from my face, he pauses. He’s giving me an out, and I’m touched that he’s being so thoughtful. I look at him and simply nod.

Our mouths meet, and suddenly it’s an encore performance of our tongues tasting each other. Landon must have some pheromone, because I could breathe him in forever. My fingers explore his scalp while I try to memorize the way he tastes. I push his head up with both hands and he complies, knowing that I want to taste his neck. I trace my tongue down to his collar bone and suck little marks into his skin up to his jaw. He moans in pleasure, so I know he’s enjoying what I’m giving to him. Every part of him so far tastes good, and I wonder what his cock tastes like. Finally, I kiss my way back to his lips and we proceed to make out some more.

An eternity or five minutes later, we pull apart, panting. I smile and he grins back. “Good birthday?” I ask, breathing heavily.

“The best.” His voice is deeper than usual and his eyes are glistening. I notice him looking down at my lips again. I need to call it a night before I let him fuck me right here in the campus parking lot.

“Glad to hear it. It’s late though, I should get going.”

“Alright,” he smiles.

“Good night Landon.” I open the car door and try to convince my erection to go down so I can walk in peace.

I hear him holler “Night Dane!” as I close the door. I don’t look back as I march away, because if I do, I’ll end up back in his arms and on his mouth.

I’m starting to forget why that’s such a bad idea.

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The Lines We Draw

Artists and Athletes #1

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Ravi

I’m perfectly fine in my comfort zone. As co-captain of my university soccer team, I know my place. I play hard on the field and my teammates look up to me. Would they look up to me if they knew I liked guys? Probably not, so I’m okay staying a closeted virgin.

That is, until I’m forced to take an arts class, and I’m seated next to the sexiest guy I’ve ever seen. He helps me pass art class, makes me laugh, and has me wanting things I never thought were possible. As the semester goes on, we get closer, and trying to keep my hands off him and stay away from him becomes nearly impossible.

What will happen to my position on the team if I ask him out? I don’t think I’m willing to find out. Now I just gotta stop dreaming about kissing him and holding him… Damn.

Steven

As a fine arts major, I have to focus on creating good work and impressing my professors. Part of that entails sitting in on this beginners arts class, and I just so happen to be next to a gorgeous athlete this semester.

Relationships are a sour note for me, but flirting with the co-captain of the soccer team could be fun. I know it’s not going to go anywhere- he’s straight. Over time, though, becoming friends with Ravi, teaching him how to visualize his art, and learning about his life makes me question what we’re doing.

I don’t know if I’m ready to let someone else into my heart again, least of all a potential closet case (no matter how sexy he is). Still with the way he makes me smile and how my heart beats when I’m near him, I think we’re both in too deep now.

The Lines We Draw is a low-angst, friends-to-lovers story involving art classes, soccer games, nude models, drunken parties, and discovering what sex and love can really feel like, HEA guaranteed. It is the first of a series and can be read as a standalone.

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About The Author

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CD Rachels has been coming up with stories since he was little. At first it was all about superheroes and pocket monsters, but his genre of choice has expanded since puberty.

He’s been consuming young adult gay fiction since he was a teen, but within the past five years moved up to the big leagues of gay adult romance. In 2020 during quarantine, he burned through more male/male romance books than he ever had in the previous 29 years combined.

He lives in New York City with the love of his life and works in health insurance. When he’s not reading and writing, he’s playing board games and practicing music. He is honored to become a self-published author, and if you’re reading this, your support means so much to him that it’s giving him a tingly feeling (in a good way).

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Release Blitz: Never Have I Evan by DJ Jamison

Never Have I Evan | DJ Jamison

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Release Date: April 7th, 2022

Cover Artist: Cate Ashwood

Heat Rating: 4 flames

Length: approx. 95 000 words

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Never Have I Ev… Wait, what was the question again?

What happens when an ill-advised party game makes it obvious I’ve still got my V-card?

Embarrassment. A lot of embarrassment.

Especially when the sexy, older guy at the party who witnessed the whole thing turns out to be someone I have to see every week. Not to mention my best friend’s cousin.

He’s not only straight, but way out of my league.

It’s going to be so awkward for both of us.

Or awesome…if his protective nature and flirty attempts to teach me how to date lead to the kind of tutoring that lives in my fantasies. But how likely is that to happen? I’m not known as the sweet, naive one among my friends for nothing.

I’m probably imagining those looks he throws my way. Probably projecting my own want onto his expression.

But…what if I’m not?

Never Have I Evan features an inexperienced, shy tech geek, an assistant football coach who oozes confidence, a town full of quirky, nosy residents, and sexual awakening and discovery themes!

It’s book one of the Games We Play series. There’s a prequel available through the Your Book Boyfriend’s Boyfriend giveaway on Prolific Works.

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“Linc was moving fast. His hands were all over you.”

I flushed, remembering the uncomfortable feeling of Linc pressing close. I’d ordered myself to relax, to try to enjoy the attention.

“Isn’t finding a guy who actually wants to be close to me the point?” I said before I could properly filter my thoughts. The words came out strangely accusatory.

Dawson didn’t flinch from my words though. He grew even more intense. “No. The idea was for you to flirt a little and get comfortable with seeing yourself as someone worthy of attention.”

“Okay…”

“You are, Ev. You deserve someone who will appreciate everything about you, from your intelligence to your sweet blushes. Not just your…”

“What?”

His voice came out in a whisper. “Your amazing ass.”

My face heated as I laughed. “What?”

Dawson took a second to gather his thoughts. “I kind of pushed you into this, when you think about it. I didn’t mean to, but… All that teasing about learning to flirt, and me playing wingman. Maybe…”

“Maybe what?”

He spoke slowly, the words seemingly pulled from somewhere deep inside. “Maybe I was too invested in your sex life.”

My heart skipped. Was he saying what I thought he was saying?

“Why would you be?”

“I don’t know.” He hesitated, then added, “Say the word and we can leave this idea behind. You don’t need to lose your virginity. Who cares as long as you’re happy? If or when you want sex, it’ll happen.”

“But I do want sex!”

I clapped my hand over my mouth, realizing my voice had risen.

Dawson raised an eyebrow. “With Linc?”

I dropped my hand, sighing. “Not really.”

He nodded. “What about with me?”

My breath caught. I stared at him, unable to speak, my brain stuck on his words, sure I’d misheard him. “Sorry?”

“Do you want to have sex with me?”

I licked my lips, suddenly nervous. “Why would you ask me that? You’re not…into men.”

“Not normally,” he said. “But the thing is, I can’t stop thinking about what happened the other night.”

“Your body reacted to stimulus, that’s all. It was embarrassing and awkward, but—”

“It wasn’t just that. I mean, thanks for giving me an easy out, but no. I keep thinking about you, specifically. You and me, and…all the things I could show you.”

Heat washed through me. For once, it wasn’t embarrassment, but something headier. Did Dawson want me?

“I must be dreaming,” I murmured.

“I don’t want there to be any confusion,” he said. “I’ve never been into guys before, and I don’t know why this is different. My last relationship ended horribly, and I’m not sure I can ever date again, can ever have someone trust and rely on me that way. But, uh, we could…explore things. Together.”

“Sex things?” I said, needing to clarify.

Despite the tense tone of the conversation up to this point, Dawson suddenly smiled at me. There was a predatory gleam in his eye. “Yeah, Ev. Sex things.”

I expelled a big breath, my head spinning. It was a lot to process. I’d been so certain Dawson was entirely out of reach—especially after Bonergate. But instead of freaking over his reaction and trying to stay away from me, he wanted to pull me closer. To explore his sexuality with me.

It was probably a terrible idea, right? What if he ended up hating it? What if I fell in love with him while it was just sexual release to him?

But as Dawson Woods, the most gorgeous man I’d ever seen in real life, offered himself to me, I knew I’d never say no. Dawson checked all my boxes. Even if it was only physical, it would be incredible to experience it with him. And unlike Linc, or any of those guys on apps, I knew him. I trusted him.

“Okay,” I said, knowing I might never get a chance like this again. “Yeah.”

If there was emotional fallout, I’d deal with it later.

“Yeah?”

Some sense of preservation made me say, “But you’ve got to kiss me first. I’ve never been properly kissed, and—”

I want to be sure you’re not turned off by it.

Dawson’s mouth came down on mine before I could finish my sentence.

About the Author

DJ Jamison writes romances about everyday life and extraordinary love featuring a variety of queer characters, from gay to bisexual to asexual. DJ grew up in the Midwest in a working-class family, and those influences can be found in her writing through characters coping with real-life problems: money troubles, workplace drama, family conflicts and, of course, falling in love.

DJ spent more than a decade in the newspaper industry before chasing her first dream to write fiction. She spent a lifetime reading before that and continues to avidly devour her fellow authors’ books each night.

She lives in Kansas with her husband, two sons, one snake, and a sadistic cat named Birdie.

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Release Tour: His Heart Knows by Riley Long

His Heart Knows | Riley Long

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Release Date: March 16th, 2022

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People fall in love with their best friends all the time. But for me, the circumstances of this unrequited attraction are even more agonizing.

I am gay.

My best friend, Sawyer, is not.

Since we were fifteen, I’ve harbored this torturous crush. Now, as we both enter our thirties, it seems time to resign myself to the fact that nothing is going to come of it. Ever.

Or so I thought…

One night, a bottle of gin and a little uncharacteristic self-pity were all the inspiration I needed to launch into a ramble about being alone because I’m bad at everything – even kissing. Determined to prove me wrong, Sawyer decided to shut me up with a kiss.

I know he meant for it to be innocent.

Turns out it was anything but.

Sparks flew as we unlocked a side of Sawyer he never knew existed. Now, more than anything, he wants me by his side forever. But this realization comes with its own set of obstacles. Can we learn to lean on each other as we build a future together? Or will the stresses of our day to day lives tear us apart?

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I couldn’t believe he’d given in, but he had, and there we were. I’d spent years teasing him about sex and cracking jokes that made him squirm, but my offers and remarks had never been totally serious—had they? It sure felt serious in that moment. The building could have fallen down around us and I wouldn’t have noticed. All that mattered was Axel.

My breathing tightened as much as my jeans did and it took every ounce of self-control I had not to scramble across the couch and into his lap.

My hand, the one not buried in Axel’s thick brown hair, found its way to his lap and I slid my fingers close to his groin. Heat radiated from his body and I wanted more. I finally reached what I was seeking—the thick bulge of his erection. He inhaled sharply, fingers curling in the hair at the nape of my neck and tugging me closer.

That was all the encouragement I needed. I pushed forward until I was crowding his space, moving purely on animal instinct. I didn’t care that Axel was a man. All I knew was that I wanted him right then. He gave in, pulling me along until we tumbled together onto the couch, me sprawled on top. I moved my hands to his shirt, desperately trying to get to his skin. When I shoved the shirt up, my fingers meeting the tender skin and soft hair of his stomach, Axel shivered. I rocked my hips down against his, practically dry humping him in my excitement.

It was then that he stopped me, one hand on mine, and pulled back. He looked into my eyes, his pupils blown wide, gray irises hardly visible. “You sure about this?” His breathing was heavy and ragged, and under my hip, his erection pressed against me, scorching hot even through layers of cotton and denim.

I wanted to tell him I’d never been more sure about anything in my life. I wanted to tell him if we stopped, I might die. I wanted to tell him I didn’t give a shit about sexuality and labels, that all I wanted was him.

Instead, I just grunted and kissed him again, fucking into his mouth with my tongue. I continued my hands’ journey south, reaching for his belt buckle and unfastening it with desperation. The low, needy groan that came from my best friend’s throat was one I would have paid good money to hear every day for the rest of my life.

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About the Author

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Riley Long is a wife and mother living a quiet life in Virginia, with her husband, son, and one goofy pit bull. She passes her evenings writing, reading, and watching bad television (or not so bad television).

For fun, Riley participates in NaNoWriMo, GISH, and reads with her book club, the BAMFs. She likes things with silly acronyms. The craziest thing Riley has ever done involves whipped cream and hugs.

Riley writes sweet and sexy romance, with a special place in her heart for hipsters and musicians.

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