Tuesday, June 9, 2015

Blogtour: Loving Jacob by Lee Brazil



Please say hello to Lee Brazil who's visiting today with her latest release


Loving Jacob




Blurb:

When Malcolm Jenner’s sex-on-the-side turns into more, he isn’t above begging for a second chance.


High profile attorney Malcolm Jenner is looking for a bit of fun, nothing serious. He's got duties and responsibilities, after all. Though he's not one to choose his lovers from the office, Jacob Renault is an attraction too compelling to resist.

However, Jacob isn't interested in temporary. He wants it all—Prince Charming, the castle, the happily ever after. There's no rule that says the younger man can't have fun while he's searching for his prince, though…

At first neither is willing to compromise on their stance, but an agreement is reached, with each man planning to do his best to subvert the other to his viewpoint. Lust turns to love, and what’s impossible becomes merely improbable, but is it going to be enough?



Excerpt:



Malcolm stood in the hallway, gritting his teeth and reminded himself that an office fling with a man who had to be at least ten years his junior was out of the question. He and Penny had long since relinquished any pretense of monogamy in their marriage and reached an amicable agreement to conduct their affairs discreetly out of respect for their son and their friendship. Fucking purple-eyed twinks in the elevator at work? Not discreet.

He kept his gaze focused on the gleaming silver metal of the doors as the elevator made its excruciatingly slow way up to the third floor. His glance flicked to the reflection beside his. The younger man stood casually, shoulders propped against the wall, licking pink lips. His purple gaze in the hazy reflection was focused…fuck…on Malcolm's obvious erection beneath his dark dress pants.

Discretion. Discretion, he snarled at his libido. There will be no casual hookups with people from the office, he warned his eager cock. He shifted to the side slightly, hoping to hide the evidence of his arousal from the other man. Damn it. That kid had the sexiest eyes he'd ever seen. He wanted like hell to see them glaze over as he fucked the tight ass hinted at by the khaki pants he wore. He didn't go much for the intimacy of face-to-face encounters, but for the sight of those eyes and that mouth in the throes of orgasm, he'd make an exception. His tendency toward quick casual encounters disguised his preference for male partners and kept word of his homosexuality from getting back to his parents, his partners in the firm, and out to the public.


A law office, like any other place of business, was a microcosm of the world at large. Malcolm knew from being on the receiving end of gossip from his secretary, Marge, that every action and interaction between employees was fodder for the gossip mill. Being the subject of water cooler gossip lacked appeal and offended his sense of dignity, as did the knowledge that he apparently couldn't control his urges around the tech guy.

He threw in the towel and gave up the fight against his attraction to the young man from the technology department when he caught that sultry purple gaze on his cock for what must have been the hundredth time as the slight young man brushed against him in an intentional teasing slide while he tried to exit the elevator on the second floor.

Impulsively, Malcolm grabbed Jacob's hand and pulled him back inside the otherwise-empty space. He kept that small, soft hand locked in his own as he allowed the heavy metal doors to slam shut and the elevator to rise to his own floor. There he slapped his palm against the button that prevented the doors from opening. He'd had all the titillation he could stand. Malcolm swept the young man into his embrace. He tilted Jacob's head upward with one hand and dropped his mouth passionately, almost brutally, to kiss the other man. His other hand tangled in the black curls that had taunted his senses over the past weeks. He forced the soft pink lips apart, then swept his tongue inside. Instantly he was absorbed in the heated, slick haven of Jacob's mouth. The honeyed sweetness drew him further in and his tongue eagerly sought the textures and flavors that had been hidden there. Fuck. He could drown in the wet heat he found behind those soft lips. It was addictive. Jacob didn't even try to escape the kiss; he seemed to be doing his best to encourage it. He brushed his tongue against Malcolm's, sweeping it gently along the roof of his mouth, seeking and finding the sweetest spots. Both men were panting heavily when their lips parted.

Malcolm pulled back and spoke harshly. "Is that what you're after, little boy? You want a quick fuck in the elevator to start the week off right?"





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We snagged an interview with Lee Brazil...



Hi Lee, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.

Hi! Thank you for inviting me to participate on your blog. *sips coffee* For those of you who don’t recognize me, I’m Lee Brazil, author of m/m romance with Story Orgy, Pulp Friction and Totally Bound Publishing. In past lives, I have waited tables, sold books, and taught English. Currently, I am happily retired and loving this second career as a writer. The book I’m promoting here today is Loving Jacob, which is one of the very first books I wrote nearly five years ago when I first started writing.

1) Do you have pictures that you use for your characters? Can you share them with us?

I have pictures that I use for some characters, but not for the ones in this book. I looked as hard as I could, but I couldn’t find anyone with purple eyes to serve as a model.

2) What kind of book would you like to write that people would see as a huge departure for you?

Uh… hm. Well, I’ve written paranormal, contemporary, fantasy, mystery, historical in two eras, I guess… I don’t really have an answer for this. It might surprise people if I eliminated the element of romance, but I wouldn’t do that.

3) Have you ever killed a character? Was it traumatic for you? If you haven’t killed one, would you ever consider it?

I killed a minor character or two in Pulp Friction and some other books, but no major ones. I am actually in the process of killing someone right now, but I can’t tell you the details of it.

4) Favorite location you’ve ever written about?

My favorite locations to write about are small towns. They’re usually based on one of three small towns I lived in as a child and I take the parts of each that I need to make a whole. I enjoy small town environments because of the atmosphere and spirit that they lend to a story. A small town, to me is almost a character in a story all by itself.

5) What’s your favorite season and favorite activity for that season?

I love that late spring/early summer season. It’s not too hot, not too cold, a little bit wet, but not bad. I enjoy working outside in that weather, and walking down by the river. It’s good therapy- clears the mind and allows you to resolve issues or creatively plot.


Thanks so much!!



More about the author:

Somewhere in a small town in up-state New York are a librarian and a second grade teacher to whom I owe my life. That might be a touch dramatic, but it's nevertheless one hundred percent true.

Because they taught me the joy of reading, of escaping into worlds crafted of words.

Have you ever been nine years old and sure of nothing so much as that you don't belong? Looked at the world from behind glasses, and wondered why you don't fit?

Someone hands you a book, and then you turn the page and see… There you are, running from Injun Joe in a dark graveyard; there you are fencing with Athos; there you are…beneath the deep blue sea- marveling at exotic creatures with Captain Nemo.

I found myself between the pages of books, and that is why I write now. It's why I taught English and literature for so many years, and it's why my house contains more pounds of books than furniture.

If I'd had my way, I'd have been a fencer…or a starship captain, or a lawyer, or a detective solving crimes. But instead, I am a writer, and I've come to realize that's the best thing in the world to be, because as a writer, I can be all those things and more.

If I hadn't learned to value the stories between the pages, who knows what would have happened? Certainly not college…teaching…or writing.





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