Thursday, January 14, 2016

Author Of The Month - Jay Northcote - Week Two




Welcome to our second week of celebrating the amazing and talented 




In today's post, we'll talk about Helping Hand and Like A Lover, both from the Housemates series, and we'll take a look at five little-known facts about Jay, plus a chance to win one of her books!

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Helping Hand


Blurb:

Jez Fielding and James MacKenzie—Big Mac to his mates—are in their second year at uni. After partying too hard last year, they make a pact to rein themselves in. While their housemates are out drinking every weekend, Jez and Mac stay in to save cash and focus on their studies.

When Jez suggests watching some porn together, he isn’t expecting Mac to agree to it. One thing leads to another, and soon their arrangement becomes hands-on rather than hands-off. But falling for your straight friend can only end badly, unless there’s a chance he might feel the same.




Excerpt:


“So, how come you broke up with Lucy?” Jez asked. “I thought you seemed pretty into her back in the summer.”
Mac shrugged. “I dunno. I just wasn’t feeling it, you know? She wanted to get serious, and I wasn’t ready.”
“You wanted to stay young, free, and single?”
“Something like that.” Mac snorted in amusement and Jez turned to see his grin. “But I’m not exactly making the most of it, am I? Staying in with you instead of going out on the pull.”
“Yeah.” Jez grinned back. “Are you regretting our pact already? It’s not too late. You could still go and catch up with the others.”
“Hey, you’re not supposed to be encouraging me.” Mac sounded affronted. “But I’m tired anyway, and pulling’s too much like hard work. It’s easier to stay in and have a wank. My right hand’s a sure thing. There’s no risk of crashing and burning there.”
Jez chuckled. “Truth.”
“I miss blow jobs, though. Lucy was bloody good at that.” Mac’s voice was wistful, and he gazed into space, clearly lost in fantasy. His cheeks flushed a little as he continued, and Jez felt a rush of answering heat in his groin.
“Yeah?” Jez’s voice came out a little hoarse. Fuck, he was getting hard. Damn Mac and his talk of wanking and blow jobs. His head was full of images of Mac getting his dick sucked, and Jez wasn’t quite sure why the idea of that was doing it for him. It never had before. Even though Jez had had a few sexual experiences with other boys at boarding school, he’d always considered himself straight, because he definitely liked girls.
There was a long pause. The TV chattered away, but neither of them paid any attention to it. Mac was a million miles away, and Jez was staring at him, his heart beating fast. He dropped his gaze to Mac’s lap. The bulge in his tracksuit bottoms gave him away. Jez was relieved he wasn’t the only one popping an inappropriate boner.
Suddenly Mac snapped back into reality. He cleared his throat and stood up, adjusting the tent in his trousers. Jez stared—he couldn’t help himself—and when he dragged his gaze back to Mac’s face, Mac was watching him. The air between them felt charged. Jez wondered if it was all him, or whether Mac felt it too.
Mac finally broke the silence. “I’m, uh…. I’m gonna head up to bed.” He was still blushing.
“Time for that hot date with your right hand?” Jez smirked, trying to ease the tension back to something recognisable and familiar.
“Yeah. Something like that.”
Jez hit the off button on the TV remote. “All this talk has made me horny too. I might join you in a minute.” Mac’s eyes flew wide open at that, and the shock on his face made Jez burst out laughing. “Not literally, you twat.”
Mac’s face had turned an even darker shade of scarlet. “Fuck off.” He flipped Jez off. “Good night, loser.” He turned away.
“Night, Mac. Have fun with Mr Right.”
Jez watched Mac as he left the room, all big shoulders and slim hips. No wonder the girls always chased him.
He left it a few minutes before following Mac up the stairs. Jez paused on the landing; Mac’s room was next to his on the top floor. He listened, but the muffled sound of music covered any other noises. He wondered if Mac was watching porn or whacking off to the fantasies in his own head, and if so, what those fantasies might be. Then he wondered why he was thinking about his housemate jerking off. Shaking his head at himself, Jez went into his own room to take care of business and tried to keep Mac out of his head while he did it.
He mostly succeeded.


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Like A Lover


Blurb:

Josh has a plan: get through uni with a good degree and no debts. Focused on his goals, he’s working as an escort to pay his way. He enjoys the no-strings sex and doesn’t have the time or inclination for a relationship. Falling in love definitely isn’t part of the deal—especially not with a client.

When Rupert meets Josh in a bar, he’s smitten on sight. He’s never paid for sex before, but when Josh propositions him, he can’t resist. He should have known one night would never be enough. Luckily for him, he has an inheritance to support his addiction to Josh, because his job in IT wouldn’t cover the cost.
With each appointment the lines get increasingly blurred. Something is developing between them that feels more like a relationship than a business transaction, but they come from different worlds and to go from client-and-escort to lovers seems impossible. If they want a future together, Josh and Rupert have a lot to overcome.


Excerpt:





Rupert’s hands shook and his heart raced as he entered his PIN number at the cash machine. What the fuck was he doing? Was he really going to go through with this? He cursed as he got an error message, and tried again, more carefully this time.
He pressed the button for cash without a receipt and debated for a moment. Was one hour with Josh going to be enough?
Fuck it.
If he was doing this, he was going to do it properly. He withdrew four hundred pounds, just in case. He wanted to keep his options open.
When he walked back into the bar, Josh was looking at his phone again. Slouching back in his chair with his long slender legs stretched out under the table, he looked utterly relaxed. The polar opposite of how Rupert was feeling right now. Josh’s dark fringe hung over his forehead. When he raised his head to greet Rupert, Josh’s face lit up, his sharp features softening into a smile that made Rupert’s stomach flip with nerves and desire.
“He finally texted,” Josh said, putting his phone down on the table. “My client, I mean. I was a bit worried about him. He’s usually ultrareliable, but he was stuck in a late meeting, and then his phone ran out of battery.”
“I’ve got the money,” Rupert said. He didn’t want to hear about the man Josh was supposed to be meeting. Josh was his now, at least for the next few hours. That thought was satisfying in a way Rupert could never have anticipated. Owning another person, buying the right to touch them. Who knew that would turn him on so much? But he’d been half-hard ever since Josh had named his price. “Are you ready to leave?”
If Rupert taking control of the situation surprised Josh, he didn’t show it.
“Okay,” he said mildly. He picked up his drink and downed what was left of it. His throat bobbed as he swallowed, and he licked his lips and gave Rupert a dirty grin. “Let’s go.”



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Five little-known facts about Jay:



Hmmm. I’m not sure there are too many little known facts about me, I tend to share quite a lot on social media so if people follow me they may already know some/all of these things. But here goes....

I don’t have a hometown. My dad was in the army and we moved house about seven times during my childhood. So when Facebook asked me for my hometown I put Nowhere—but apparently that’s in Oklahoma. I didn’t feel I had a ‘home’ until I moved to Bristol as an adult and stayed there for fourteen years. Now I count Bristol as home, but I still wish I had a childhood place to go back to.

I’m a musician. A very lazy one. I play several instruments but don’t play any of them nearly often enough so I’m more than a bit rusty. Over the years I’ve played the piano, recorder, guitar, clarinet, saxophone, melodeon, accordion, violin and flute... with varying degrees of success/tunefulness.

I also sing, and teach other people to sing. I run a choir which I really enjoy. Singing with others is good for the soul, so it’s a wonderful thing to facilitate when I can see how much pleasure people get from taking part.

I love climbing. When I was a kid I used to climb up the outside of the house and in through the bedroom windows. Once, my mum caught me coming in that way while she was in my bedroom and we both scared the crap out of each other. Now I prefer to climb with ropes for safety, but I still enjoy doing it :)

I’m a morris dancer. A very part-time one these days, but I still do it occasionally. For those who don’t know what morris dancing is, it’s a type of traditional English folk dance done in a set of (usually) six people with sticks and/or hankies, wearing bells around their legs.






More about Jay:

Jay lives just outside Bristol in the West of England, with her husband, two children, and two cats.

She comes from a family of writers, but she always used to believe that the gene for fiction writing had passed her by. She spent years only ever writing emails, articles, or website content. One day, she decided to try and write a short story–just to see if she could–and found it rather addictive. She hasn’t stopped writing since.

    






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Thanks for joining us this week. Come back next Thursday when we'll talk about more of Jay's books, share her personal story, and offer another chance to win!

Until then, happy reading!!








3 comments:

  1. Angela:
    I like the writing style of Jay and i read and loved both Helping Hand and Like a Lover :)

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  2. I enjoyed the post - especially the facts about Jay. Sounds like she has lots of different talents (and is the 2nd author I like who does Morris dancing). :-)

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  3. Great post, I really enjoy Jay's writing and I loved the facts. :)

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