It's another brand new week, and what better way to celebrate it, than with a brand new release. I have the awesome Lilith Duvalier on my blog today, so I shall let her tell you all about it.
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I am very excited for
“We Wander Far From Home”! It’s my first full length novel, and I’m very proud
of the way it combines a nuanced love story with an old fashioned western
adventure. I started this story in 2009 with the intention of submitting it to
an anthology call, but the deadline flew by before I figured out how to finish
it. I stuck it in a folder and forgot about it for a little over a year. Then I
started taking it out every few months, writing another chapter here, doing
some edits there and putting it away again. It didn’t really come together
until January this year and I’m thrilled to see it published by Evernight!
Blurb
A crack shot best gal,
a former criminal lover, a sudden ejection from everything he's ever known, and
the faintest taste of freedom. That's what drives Will Kearny out of the
comfort of a normal life and out into the Nebraska wilderness. Soon, the sweet,
quiet dairy farmer from Minnesota is robbing stage coaches, knocking over banks
and running off into the mountains to celebrate in Henry Fitzpatrick's arms.
But winter's coming on, the stage coach routes are drying up, and the law
is onto them. Life on the edge is the only way Will and Henry can be together,
but life on the edge is short. Can forbidden love survive in a harsh world?
Excerpt
He shifted closer to
Henry’s body under the covers and realized that they were both naked. Had he
really been so exhausted last night that he didn’t remember undressing? Or
possibly being undressed? He set a hand to Henry’s chest, tracing a line down
to Henry’s flat, red nipple. The contrasts of Henry were astonishing. The hills
and valleys of his chest and shoulders, the gentle touches of his rough hands.
This man was a criminal.
And between him and
Annie, they had made Will one, too.
Memories sparked from
last night. Henry’s hand wrapped around Will’s, tugging him patiently into this
room. Henry’s stubbled chin pressed to his face in an affectionate good night
kiss that Will had barely been conscious enough to return.
So. Sweet.
Affectionate. Beautiful. His.
But a criminal.
Well, Will supposed,
you couldn’t have everything. He pressed his body against Henry’s, closing the
small, cautious gap between them, and kissed the other man. He slid his hands
out of Henry’s and wrapped his arms around Henry’s back, running his fingers
over the ridges of muscle there.
Henry began to kiss
him back slowly, as though not quite woken from a dream, before his loose grip
tightened and his hands began to wander up Will’s body.
“Morning,” Henry
murmured.
“Afternoon, actually,
I think,” Will replied.
“Mhm,” Henry responded
disinterestedly as he resumed the kiss, sliding his tongue past Will’s lips
like walking through an open door. He took control of the kiss. Eased his body
on top of Will’s. Will sighed happily as he sunk down into the feather mattress
under Henry’s solid weight. Despite Annie’s assurances that there were other
men like him, Will hadn’t really let himself believe it until the night Henry
kissed him in the barn, only weeks ago.
The way that Henry’s
skin moved over Will’s, the heavy scent of him dominating Will’s senses, made
it easier for Will to concentrate on his rewards rather than his sins.
Will reached up to
take Henry’s arm in his hand.
Henry pulled away,
caught Will’s hand and pushed it back down to the mattress. “Shhhh…lie back.”
Will watched as
Henry’s hands ran over his chest. Down his stomach, palms flat and warm. He
traced his fingers down into the grooves between Will’s hips and his groin,
where the skin was soft and sensitive, unaccustomed to being touched.
Will pushed his hips
up against Henry’s hands, asking for more. He’d been ready back in the cabin a
few nights ago, he didn’t need all this careful touching.
Henry’s fingers slid
back up his chest, rubbing and pinching his nipples.
Will felt his
breathing getting heavier. His hips worked up against empty air. He looked down
between Henry’s legs and swallowed. Henry’s cock was standing between his legs
now, thick and flush and full.
And out of reach.
“Look at you,” Henry
murmured, rolling the bud of Will’s nipple between his thumb and forefinger,
every touch making the nerves more sensitive.
The sluggish warmth in
Will’s belly started to coil, not urgent yet, but threatening to become so.
“Henry, please.”
Henry grinned, and
patted Will’s chest as though he was going to stop teasing. Then he dropped his
mouth down to Will’s chest and took a reddened nipple into his mouth.
The warmth in Will’s
stomach tightened suddenly. The steady hum of arousal in his body spiked. He
dug his fingers into Henry’s shoulders and bucked his hips up against nothing
when the grip made Henry suck harder.
Will reached for his
cock while Henry rolled the bud between his teeth and flicked his tongue over
it. Henry caught Will’s hand and brought it back up to his shoulders.
“Henry, I don’t wanna
wait no more,” Will moaned as Henry let his nipple go with a loud, wet “pop.”
“Yeah,” Henry said.
His voice was heavy and rough and his eyes were dark with lust. His gaze ran
over Will’s body like another caress and Will shivered. “I won’t make you.”
Will’s breath caught.
Henry moved off his
thighs, arranging himself so that he was kneeling between Will’s legs. He
slipped his hands underneath Will’s knees, calloused hands tickling at the
sensitive skin underneath the joint. Will felt too exposed as Henry lifted his
feet up off the mattress and spread his legs wider, so wide that his toes poked
over either side of the mattress.
Henry arched down,
kissing Will. Will set his hands back to Henry’s shoulders, letting himself
stay open under Henry’s increasingly insistent tongue, kissing back with
everything he could muster while Henry turned the kiss dirty and breathtaking.
He finally settled his body down against Will’s, pressing his rock hard cock
into Will’s body, rubbing against him until Will moaned against his lips.
“No more
interruptions. Door’s locked. Hell, I even jammed a chair under the handle.” He
dropped his face to Will’s neck, sucking at a tendon, then worrying his teeth
against it. “Even if the goddamn law comes knocking, even if they break down
the door, I’m gonna make you come before they cart us away.”
Get it from Evernight Publishing on August 12th
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