Wednesday, October 29, 2014

Blog Tour, eARC Review, Excerpt & #Free eBook #Giveaway: Bad Boy: Naughty at Night by Jamie Lake

We would like to thank author Jamie Lake for donating an ebook copy of Bad Boy: Naughty at Night, to one lucky commentator who gets chosen. Make sure to leave a comment below to get a free ebook copy of Bad Boy: Naughty at Night.


My name is Jamie Lake and I'm the author of more than 12 gay romance novels. I've been a big fan of gay romance books ever since I started reading them and I really try to do something a little  different. Some of my favorite gay romance mm authors are Kindle Alexander, Sara York, Riley Hart and  River Jaymes.
With my own novels, I like to give my readers all the hot steamy scenes they like, but I also write characters with a lot of drama.
Every single character I write has a piece of me in them and in many ways, their situations have mirrored things I've been through in my own life or other people I know have been through. Whether it's Casey in "Boyfriend for Rent" who was kicked out his boyfriend's house suddenly or Chris in "The Trainer" who was cheated on or even Peter in the "Bad Boy" series who was desperate to find love and stability, I've been there and done that.
Fortunately for me, I have a wonderful partner now, so I know the heights of true love but I also know the lows of a messy breakup. I hope you enjoy reading my gay romance mm stories as much I enjoy writing And although my books have found amazing success, I'm so grateful for every single one of my readers who have helped me make my dream of becoming a full-time gay romance author come true. You rock!






Bad Boy: Naughty at Night
10-Day Book Blog Tour
October 23 thru November 1
Book:  Bad Boy: Naughty At Night
Author: Jamie Lake
Book Length:  64 pages
SelfPub, MM, Erotica, Novella




Kindergarten teacher by day, sensual masseuse by night, Peter Davidson never thought things would get so tough that he’d need to give out sensual massages in secret in order to make ends meet. But when the school slashes his hours in half and with no other jobs available in town, he stumbles across the opportunity when fiddling around on an online dating site and a rather handsome older gentleman offers him money.
What he thinks will be a one time thing turns into a booming business at night, and Peter promises himself he’ll only do it long enough just until he gets caught up. He has nothing else going on in his life, after all.
Handsome, classy and educated as he is, Peter still hasn’t met The One. Until, that is, he meets Chip - the parent of a new student, who turns out to be more man than he’s ever dreamed of.
What will Chip say if he finds out what Peter is doing on the side? And, what’s worse, what will the school say when they find out this teacher has been a very bad boy?

Review
My Rating: 4 of 4 Stars
(Based On Short&Light Read)



OMG!

erm.... can I say - Jamie Lake I really Hate You!!!???? bwahahhaaaaa


So here we have, Peter Davidson, kindergarten teacher by day and erotic masseuse by night. Being a kindergarten teacher was his lifelong dream, being an masseuse who brings happy endings to his male clientele, now that was a choice he had no chance to say 'No" to, not when financial demands were knocking on the door.

Peter is a great guy but his life is really not that fulfilling, financially that is. His work was fine, it was his salary from the budget cuts that were putting him to pasture. He needed a side-line job and having talented hands was a gift. He first gives it a try, and it worked. He placed a price tag, closed his eyes and crossed his fingers: whoa! it worked too. Now, he had something that could keep him afloat.

Then his life gives him a gift, in the form of Chip, a cop and single father to one of his kindergartners. This guy, well, he is a dream boat and Peter finally has a chance to have a great relationship. But his sideline work is intruding, especially when Tony is saying: you are mine. The twist! The erotica! The intrigue!

The end...................

Jamie Lake!!!!! That was simply mean! but now, yeah, definitely catching up with this series. I cannot let this go the way I got left out!  


When the World Falls Apart Will They Stick By Your Side?

:a Guest Post by Jamie Lake

There have been times in my life when I've been through many challenges, when I thought the world was falling apart and no one was there for me.  I wondered aloud if the chips really did fall and I lost everything, would the people I love, really stick by my side. Knock on wood, I never have to experience that but being the evil author that I am, I decide to put my protagonist Peter, from my book series Bad Boy, through hell and back to find out.

It's bad enough that Peter is hiding the fact that he's a nude massage therapist for men at night and a kindergarten teacher by day but when his school finds out, when his roommate and the world finds out, who will stick by him? He certainly hopes Chip, a cop, who he's dating will but how much can one man take when not only his career but the life of his son is being put to the test?  Peter hopes that Chip is the type of guy who'll never leave him but the more that he goes through, the more he starts to question how long their love will last.

I certainly hope that you don't go through anything that Peter goes through but trials and tribulations, no matter how horrible they are, are the best way to tell who really loves you and who'll never leave your side.







Excerpt (Prologue)


“Remember, I’m kinda new at this,” Peter fibbed a little. He wasn’t exactly brand new: he had done it before. He’d even gotten paid for it. He wasn’t an expert though, so he didn’t want Nate getting mad if he made a mistake. This was one of the casino’s top high rollers, and he was afraid of being punished for a mistake. He twisted his bottle of essential oils open, releasing the heady aroma of eucalyptus and peppermint into the air. Truth was, he was nervous.

It’s not as though it was first time he’d ever had a man in his bedroom: he’d certainly taken advantage of the rare night of privacy while his roommate was away.

“I’m sure it’ll be great,” Nate mumbled into the massage table, face down, his shirt off. He was a handsome older gentleman, Peter noted: maybe in his mid-fifties, and he resembled a young Jeff Bridges, with graying hair. Unlike Bridges, Nate kept his locks cut short. His powerful shoulders and confident stance made him look like the CEO type.

Except Peter knew what he really was: not a CEO by far. Nate was a 'made' man: the mob, the mafia - whatever they called them nowadays, Peter didn’t know, but the power that seeped out of Nate’s pores was intoxicating.

Beefy, well-built. It’d obviously been awhile since he’d gotten laid. Peter could smell the pheromones emitting from him, and they were as strong as a man’s cologne. It made his mouth water, and he knew that it would only take one touch in the right place, and he was sure to come undone beneath his hands. 

Peter bit his lip and allowed his eyes to roam over the taut body lying before him, waiting patiently for him to begin.

He took a deep breath and steadied himself, concentrating on the soft ambient music filtering out of the built-in speakers. As much as he wanted to just jump right on Nate– and oh God! did he want to – he knew the benefits of taking his time. After all, there was no hurry.

Nate was the type of man who was used to being serviced, who always got what he wanted, Peter could tell, and he was going to enjoy this immensely. 

The candles flickered, casting dancing amber shadows across the cream-coloured walls, as the oil pouring into Peter’s hand slid down his strong muscular forearms. Two, three drops fell from his elbow and splashed onto Nate’s skin. 

Peter smiled to himself as the mature man’s buttocks clenched unwittingly under his jeans at the unexpected sensation.

“You ready?” he asked, in his deep rich voice, rubbing his hands together to evenly distribute the oil.

“Better take off my pants,” Nate said, sitting up and unbuttoning them. He was thick and had a semi-hard-on already. Peter had actually never seen a bulge that big, and the thought of what lay beneath his boxers made his imagination go wild.

“All right,” Nate said, lying face down on the bed. “Do me.”

Shivers went up Peter’s spine at the command. He swallowed hard.

He laid his strong hand on Nate’s upper back; the pressure was firm, but not painful, as he slid his hands up and down Nate’s upper back and shoulders, gliding his thumbs like magic, working out the kinks and knots that had gathered there from days spent behind a desk.


“Mmm, that’s right,” Nate said, his voice barely more than a growl of pleasure as he enjoyed the pressure running up and down his spine.


It was the type of growl that drove men crazy and got them hard, thick, and fast, and Peter was no exception.

His heart was racing and his cock was stirring. It’d been so long since Peter had gotten laid, and his mind couldn’t shift from the thought of sitting on Nate’s lap, riding his cock like a bronco, kissing him, holding onto the back of his neck, running his fingers through his salt and pepper hair, gripping hard as he began to lose control.

His eyes floated down to Nate’s bubble butt. His boxer briefs were floating over his thick rump, playing peek-a-boo, and Peter had to admit, he had a nice ass. Must have played football when he was younger, but he hadn’t lost his muscular tone.

Peter’s hands slid down from the center of Nate’s back to just above his rump, his thumbs sliding under the elastic over either side of his cheeks, then meeting in the middle, servicing him just the way he was supposed to do.

“Is this okay?” Peter asked, watching him closely for the barely perceptible signs that he should continue or stop.

“Oh yeah, you do have good hands,” Nate responded.

Peter smiled to himself in satisfaction and slid the boxers down to Nate’s thighs, the cool air running over his bare ass as he massaged the inside of his cheeks, his fingers gripping just under his pelvis then sliding back up to the center of his crack.

“Oh, yeah,” Nate rumbled, “Mmm ... that’s what daddy likes.” The words drifted into the air almost unconsciously.

Fuck, this was hot, Peter thought. He was getting desperately turned on, and he could tell Nate was too. He wouldn’t be able to hold back much longer.

His mind was racing. How he just wanted to pull Nate’s boxers down and suck that thick cock of his he knew was hiding inside. He could smell their mutual arousal: the strong, distinctive aroma of pre-cum mingling with the peppermint of the oil.

Nate shifted and turned around to stare up at Peter with those blue-grey eyes and thick eyebrows which were raised in sly expectation. It was the type of stare that let Peter know Nate was in control and he expected to get what he wanted, one way or another.

Peter’s eyes looked away, not wanting to lose himself in that hypnotic gaze, until Nate lifted his chin so his eyes were locked on his.

“Now,” he said smoothly, sternly. Peter quivered. “I know you’re good with your hands, so how about those lips?”

God, Peter wanted to blow him, to feel that thick cock melt in his mouth. He’d never gone that far with a client and promised he wouldn’t, no matter how hot they were, but God damn! 

This was strictly an erotic massage: that was it. But it’d been so long since he’d gotten laid, and God! was he needing it badly, today more than ever.

He began to kneel down toward Peter’s crotch, the hot aroma of his erection turning him on.

But Nate stopped him. “Not those lips,” he said in that low voice that turned Peter’s legs to jelly. “Let’s see about your other ones...between your cheeks.”

Peter was getting wet and sweaty with the thought of it, but his eyes migrated over to the clock ticking away steadily underneath the smooth, piping music.

He knew, sensibly, that he’d better cut the session short before things went too far. He couldn’t afford to lose this job.

Besides, Peter had to teach school in the morning. And kindergarteners weren’t the easiest of students. However, it was the principal who Peter feared the most. If he ever found out what Peter’s secret night job was, he’d be sure to fire him on the spot.



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