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The unlikeliest of lovers. The sweetest of loves. 

Fool of Main Beach(Love of Laguna Series, Bk #5)by Tara Lain
Merle Justice wants to reach for the stars, but it’s tough to get respect when playing a teenybopper vampire on TV. Then he meets a famous director anxious to give him all he thinks he wants—and maybe a bit more. Everything’s looking up until a life-threatening encounter with some homophobes on Main Beach puts Merle face-to-face with a Sasquatch-sized hero in a pink puffer coat.Tom Henry defies description. As unsophisticated and simple as an angel, he walks through life content with who he is and asking for very little except to care for his sister, Lily, and the dogs he loves. Then he meets Merle, the embodiment of dreams he barely knows he has. Merle knows the people who hold his future in their hands might love Tom—but they’ll never understand Merle and Tom together. Tom knows it too. With lives this far apart, who’s really the fool of Main Beach?

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Tom sat on the side of the double bed that
Merle kept for company. “This is nice.”
“I’ll have a better place when my house is
done. The bathroom is across the hall. The towels are clean. I’ll see if I have
an extra toothbrush.”
Tom looked up with those big eyes. “Thank you
for saving me.”
“I’m just glad you called.”
“I didn’t know who else to call. I was
thinking maybe Billy if I couldn’t get you.” He looked at his hands folded in
his lap. “I figured you’d be with Renee.”
“No. We left right after you did, and I came
Tom glanced up quickly and then back down.
Merle swallowed a little too loudly. “I might
have some pajama bottoms that will fit you, but they’ll be way too short.”
“That’s okay. I’ll wear my undies.”
“So, uh, sleep well.” He turned and
practically raced to his own room before his nobility faded.
Tom stared at his hands some more. Merle sure did want to go back to sleep. I
must have bothered him.
But I’m still
happy he came to get me. I didn’t want to fuck Aaron or even suck his cock like
he said.
Tom stood and walked to the bathroom across
the hall. He glanced toward the other door just a little way away. That’s where Merle is. Light still
showed under the door. Not asleep yet.
No toothbrush. Merle forgot. But Tom found some toothpaste in a drawer and put
some on his finger and slid it around. After rinsing, he peed, washed his hands
and face, and went back into the bedroom, stripped to his boxer briefs, and
hung his jeans and shirt and jacket on hangers in the closet.
He pulled back the covers and found nice
white sheets, then crawled in and flipped off the light beside the bed. Wonder if Merle’s asleep? I hope the boys
are okay and don’t miss me too much.
He almost never left them overnight.
Mrs. A. wouldn’t like it if he did it very much. The boys wouldn’t like it
He sighed and stretched his hands behind his
head. I shouldn’t have said I’d go
dancing with Aaron. Why did I do that?
He followed the patterns of headlights
streaking across the wall through a gap in the curtains. I like to dance. His lips compressed in a line. I wanted to dance, but not with Aaron. I
wanted to dance with Merle.
He smiled. I
got to and it was rad. Merle’s the best dancer ever.
. He shook his head. I really like Merle. I never
should’ve said I’d go with Aaron when I wanted to go with Merle. That was dumb.
And not very nice.
He blew out his breath in a long stream and felt it
tickle his chest. But Merle didn’t ask
Flipping to his side, he stroked the soft
sheets. But maybe Merle wants me to ask
When I called him, he came right
away like—like nobody ever has. What would he do if I just told him?


Tom tiptoed up the stairs carrying the two big boxes. He’d
knocked, but no answer. Mist met him at the top step, giving him a little hop.
He nodded at her, patted her with one hand, then carried the pizza quietly to
the kitchen. Merle was sound asleep. Boy, he must be tired. Maybe I should put the pizza in plastic bags
and carry Merle to bed?
“Don’t even think about eating all that pizza by yourself.” Merle
laughed behind him, and it made his whole body feel warm to hear it.
He turned. “I think me and Mist can do it. She gets one and I get
the other.”
Merle stood, and he looked yummier than the pizza. “Can dogs eat
“Nope. It’s bad for them. But they do it anyway sometimes.”
Merle nodded. “I guess we’re all like that, aren’t we?”
“Eat pizza?”
He shook his head. “No. We like to do stuff that’s bad for us.”
Merle wiped a hand over his face.
The words made his ears feel tingly like they wouldn’t stop
repeating. Tom swallowed. Yeah, Merle
thinks I’m bad for him. People would make fun of him for having me around
. I bother him for sex when he should be
making friends with people like Renee. Important people.
He turned so Merle
couldn’t see his face.
forgot how much this hurts.
Tom grabbed the plates and set them in front of two stools by the
island. “This is a good place to eat, and it’s easy to clean up.”
Merle touched his back. It made him jump. “I really love the way
you worked out the feeding station for Mist. How did you ever think of it?”
He tried to smile. “That’s what I’d do if I lived here. I thought
Mist would like it.” He looked up. “I just made it for her. The boys ate on the
floor. They didn’t mind.”
“Where are the boys?” Merle opened the refrigerator. “Oh good. You
want beer?”
“Yes. In the sewing room.”
“What?” Merle looked up really fast.
“The boys are in the sewing room at Mrs. A.’s and yes, please, I’d
like a beer.”
Merle opened the bottles and put one in front of each place; then
he dished salad onto the plates. “How come you left the boys there? Will Lily
watch them for you?”
Tom got the forks. “No, I’ll take them out when I go home.”
“Oh.” Merle looked really surprised. “I thought you were staying
His heart leaped so high it tickled his throat. “Oh, I—”
Merle frowned. “Sorry. I don’t mean to take advantage of you. I’m
sure you want to be in your own place.”
Tom stared at the pizza. It didn’t look quite so good as it did
before. “I don’t have a place, Merle.”
“What do you mean? Aren’t you staying with Mrs. Allison anymore?”
“Lily lives in my room now. I just stay in the sewing room with
the boys.” He didn’t want to feel bad about that. He liked having Lily stay,
but he didn’t have anything that was his.
“You can stay here.”
He nodded and pushed the slice of pizza on his plate. “Yes. Thank
you. I’ll bring the boys back Monday night and look after Mist and watch the
“Oh.” Merle looked unhappy. He took a bite of his pizza and chewed
slowly. “I was thinking you might want to stay tonight.” He looked up. “You
know, go get the boys first.”
Something strange happened in Tom’s chest. Like growing and
shrinking at the same time. It hurt, almost. Words came out before he could
stop them. “That’s okay, Merle. Thank you. But you need to have fun in your
house. I better go be with Lily since I haven’t been with her too much and she
probably gets lonely too.” He stood before he could even stop himself. “If you
don’t mind, I’ll take some of this great pizza to Lily because she really loves
it. You know that.” He rushed over to the drawer where he’d put the plastic
bags, got one, and stuffed it full of pizza slices. Merle stared at him really
funny. “You have a good sleep, and I’ll come back Monday and stay for as long
as you need me to, okay? I’m really glad you like your house. That makes me
happier than anything.” He waved and hurried toward the steps. “Bye, Merle.”
Just like that, he was down the steps and out the door and into
his truck with the warm pizza kind of squished in his hand. The front door of
the house opened, so he backed out really fast and gunned it up the street
before he could see Merle and change his mind.
He made it all the way to the Pacific Coast Highway before the
first sob made him bite his lip. Why did
I do that? Why? I wanted to stay with Merle so bad.
He drove straight down the highway in the right lane so he didn’t
have to pass or go too fast ’cause he couldn’t see so good. He hooked his
shoulder to wipe the wet from his jaw where it was about to drip.


it hurts so much worse when it’s over.


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Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in gay romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 40. Her best-selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Paranormal Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, Best Romantic Suspense, and more. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. She lives with her soul-mate husband and her soul-mate dog near the sea in California where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!


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Fast Balls
(Balls To the Walls Series, #5)

by Tara Lain


Can two men with skewed self-images see their true reflections in each other’s eyes?

Jerry Wallender—firefighter, surfer, and occasional nude model—knows he’s no rocket scientist. So why does he keep choosing intellectual guys who make him feel dumber? He worked his buns off to overcome his reading disability and pass the firefighter’s test, and he loves everything about the job. Well, except for Mick Cassidy, the big, blond, hunky homophobe who harasses Jerry for being gay. But Jerry is smart enough to realize it’s not hate driving Mick, but the pain of a very unhappy upbringing.

Mick Cassidy, Firefighter Assist and Search Team, fights fires, but he can’t fight his attraction to the kindest, most generous—and sexiest—guy he’s ever met. Does that make him gay? If it does, he just might get himself killed by his gay-hating preacher father—and take Jerry down with him.


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Mick wrenched the bag from
Straight’s hands. The guy tried to pull back, but he was so off base. No one,
certainly not this pipsqueak white trash, was keeping Mick Cassidy from trying
to save the kindest, best man he knew.
Mick threw an arm toward
Straight, and the guy fell backward on his ass. Get out of my way.
He crouched, focused, breathed
deeply, and hurled himself through the flames. It felt like a mountain of fire.
Please God, let there be another side.
And there was. The solid wall
of burning hell thinned, and Mick fell through.
Quiet, still, broken like a rag
doll. One of his long legs lay at an odd angle.
No. No.
He scrambled to Jerry’s side,
pulled the respirator from the bag, and pressed it over his face.
“Breathe. Breathe, Jerry.”
A new hot spot flared up beside
him. Damn!
He looked over his shoulder,
back the way he’d come. Wall of flame. No exit. Embers rained and a chunk of
the ceiling fell a foot away. He leaned over Jerry’s still body to shield him
and felt the heat closing in. So this is
He stared down at the closed
eyes of the man he had rushed to save. No question. No hesitation. Funny. It
felt like a choice. A choice that had been no choice.
He looked up. Was God up? Up in
that flaming ceiling? Up in the roof that now opened to the sky?
He took a deep breath and bowed
his head. Okay, God, I spent my whole
life hearing what you love and what you hate. According to my father, you hate
the man who’s lying here, and I should hate him too, and leave him here to die.
If he’s not already dead.
He looked up, and sparks lit up
a disintegrating beam. It would fall real soon.
thing is, God, if you hate this man and love my father, your priorities are
screwed up. And if that’s true, I guess I don’t care so much about dying
because I’ll be going to hell, and I know it will be full of people I like.
People like Jerry.
sure wish I could have saved him, though. The world is better with him in it.
He looked down at the man who
had said he cared about him. That and being a firefighter were about the only
things he could think of that amounted to much in his life, but they were a
lot. He lowered his head to Jerry’s chest.



“Sure. I can’t think of anyone
else I’d want to be with forever.”
Mick smiled and took hold of
Jerry’s hands. “That’s easy. You’re kind, and good, and funny. And so damned
smart I’d be learning new stuff from you forever. Hell sounded pretty good with
you in it.”
Jerry just shook his head back
and forth.
He sighed. “But I guess hell
would have been the easy way out.”
Jerry nodded. “It’s harder to
live than to die.”
Mick sat on the floor at
Jerry’s feet. “I was thinking I’d leave here. Go somewhere and start over.
Leave my father and that whole gang behind.”
Jerry’s voice was very soft.
“And me? Leave me behind?”
Mick looked up into those bluer
than blue eyes. “That’s the hard part. That’s why I’m still here. I don’t want
to leave you.”
“You’re sure full of whys.
Because you’re my friend. My best friend.”
Jerry ran a hand across Mick’s
cheek. It felt so nice. “I am your friend. Am I your lover?”
Mick’s breath caught. Weird. Half horror. Half delight. “I
don’t know.”
Jerry’s fingers roamed into his
hair, and he pressed his head against Jerry’s palm. “Wherever you go, you have
to decide. Are you gay, Mick?”
“You said I am. Jezebel says I
“We may think so, but you have
to decide for yourself.”
Mick frowned. “I thought it
wasn’t a choice.”
“It’s not, but there are plenty
of guys walking around pretending they’re not gay. A lot of them end up
freaking out their wives and kids when they get caught in some bathroom fucking
a twink.”
Mick stared at the floor.
“People hate you because you’re gay.”
Mick took in a big breath.
Suddenly that moment in the fire washed over him. “But God doesn’t hate you.”
Jerry shrugged. “I guess that
depends on who you ask.”





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About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 32. Her best-selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Paranormal Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft.  She lives with her soul-mate husband and her soul-mate dog near the sea in California where she sets a lot of her books.  Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!
You can find Tara at Lain



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Will the promising chef with dreams of starting his own restaurant and winery see the dark, quiet lure of his long time crush’s conservative older brother, Dylan Armstrong?

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Return of the Chauffeur’s Son
By Tara Lain
Luca McGrath may be returning to Napa Valley, California, as a promising chef with dreams of starting his own restaurant and winery, but his heart still lives with the bad-boy son of a billionaire, James Armstrong. Luca spent his childhood playing games with the golden boy of California society, so blinded by James he barely noticed the dark, quiet lure of his conservative older brother, Dylan Armstrong.
But now Luca’s home, and his own powers of attraction are enough to make James question his dedicated heterosexuality and his promised marriage to a wealthy and powerful businesswoman. The obvious attraction between Luca and James spurs Dylan into action—but he’s fighting a huge secret. While Luca dreamed of James, Dylan dreamed of Luca. When Luca gets caught in the struggle between the brothers and gets accused of culinary espionage he’s ready to chuck the fairy tale—unable to even imagine Dylan’s power to make his dreams come true.







That soft, deep voice slithered up his spine and filled
his brain with even more fog. He turned and watched Dylan amble toward him
across the grass, dressed in black jeans and a black long-sleeved T-shirt. He moves like a cat. “I’m not sure I’ve
ever seen you in anything but a suit before.”
“It does happen—occasionally.” Dylan half smiled.
“They should star you in a movie about a panther that
turns into a human.”
Cat People?”
Luca cocked his head. “You know that old movie?”
“Yes. Movies are a passion of mine.”
“Seriously. I thought you just worked all the time.”
“Surprise.” His light green eyes sparkled.
Luca leaned back against the fence. “What are some of your
Dylan stepped to the fence and leaned against it too,
about two feet from Luca. Do I really
feel heat coming off his skin?
Luca took a deep breath.
Dylan looked up at the stars. “I love No Country for Old Men.”
Luca barked a little laugh.
Dylan glanced at him. “Funny?”
“It’s just the stereotype of the powerful businessman
taking out his enemies wholesale. Sorry.”
“Okay. Well, I love The
“You’re kidding?”
“Nope. I don’t think it’s a great movie, but I do love
the chemistry between the young couple.”
“Yeah, the old couple’s story was even too sappy for me.”
“I love Michael
“No shit!” Luca chuckled. “One of the least appreciated
movies ever. Love that film.”
“But I’ll see almost anything with Tilda Swinton in it.”
“Me too.” He shook his head. How could they have so much
in common?
“I also love My
Fair Lady
“Now you are joking.”
Dylan smiled and gazed at Luca. “No, I’m not joking. I’m
gay. Remember?”
The word felt like a karate chop to the windpipe. “Uh,
right. Sometimes I forget.”
“So, how’s the new job?”
“Uh, wonderful. They really want me to develop new
recipes and dishes. It’s what I love—along with wine making.”
“Oh? You’re interested in viticulture?”
Luca nodded. “Part of my degree is in winery management.”
Dylan pushed away from the fence. “You’re a man of many
talents, Luca.”
What the fuck did
he mean by that?
Dylan strolled a few feet toward the house.
Luca said, “By the way, I wanted you to know that James
invited my dad and me to your party and polo match this weekend.”
That got his attention. He looked back with a crease
between the beautiful eyes. “Oh? When did he do that?”
“Earlier tonight, when he and Nila had dinner at the
restaurant. She seconded the invitation and, since it’s kind of her party, I
figured it would be okay.” Did that sound like he had a chip on his shoulder?
“Then I’m sure it must be okay.”
Luca stared at the grass. “If you ever want somebody to
watch a movie with, just holler.” Crap!
He wanted to bite off the tip of his tongue.
Dylan looked equally astonished. “I’ll keep that in
mind.” He turned and walked into the shadows.
Why the hell did I
say that?
The sound of the big house door opening and closing carried
across the quiet space.
Dylan just looks so
And so damned



A cool voice came from behind Luca. “And of course you
know that Nila is James’s fiancée.” Dylan stepped into their circle and gave
that little smile that never quite warmed his whole face. “Good evening, all.
Sorry I’m late. Why is Friday always the day for crises?”
Luca could barely hear him over the dull thud in his
ears. Fiancée. Of course. Made sense. She was a tech wizard among tech wizards.
Add beautiful and charming. Then add female. The correct sex for the
heterosexual Armstrong son, no matter what he said about sucking cocks.
Luca glanced at Dylan’s chiseled face. Bastard. So that’s why you invited us. He wanted to parade James’s fiancée
in front of Luca and remind him exactly what he couldn’t have. Luca smiled
tightly. “I suppose crises are in the eye of the beholder.”
Francis gave Luca’s arm a squeeze. Right. Don’t insult your father’s employers.
His father looked around. “Is William not feeling well
Esther frowned just a little. “Tired, mostly, but I’m
sure he’d love to see Luca. Why don’t you take him back, Francis? You know the
“I will. Come on, son.”
Luca followed his father into the hall that led to
William and Esther’s suites. On the opposite side of the house, both James and
Dylan had their own bedrooms, offices, gyms, whatever they needed. That way the
whole family could regard the home as their private quarters when they wanted
to. Of course, both sons had their own apartments in San Francisco too.
Luca murmured, “Sorry, Dad.”
“Nothing to be sorry for. Dylan’s play was heavy-handed,
and he deserved what he got. I sincerely apologize, son. I didn’t realize Nila
was engaged to James. I’d heard they were seeing each other, but James sees a
lot of women.”
Luca stopped walking and leaned against the thick plaster
wall. “Before you came out of your room this evening, James showed up at our
door. He was more than flirtatious. Pretty damned confusing, especially in
light of this announcement.”
His dad shook his head. “I can’t claim to know what goes
through that man’s head. But no matter what game he’s playing, that doesn’t alter
the fact that James is both heterosexual and engaged in a liaison that’s very
important to the family. I’ve heard Dylan talking about the need to develop
wearable technology. I realize now that some kind of agreement with Nila’s
company must be what he has in mind. If that’s true, it’s worth millions, maybe
more, to Armstrong Technologies. Be careful, Luca. It looks like a big-stakes
Luca wiped a hand over his neck. “I didn’t start this,
Dad. Seriously. Sure, I was flirting a little, but then he started coming on. Hinting
at how he’d change his orientation for me. Even tonight, he keeps looking at me
like I’m ice cream.”
“I noticed, and I’m sure everyone else did too,
especially Dylan. I believe James is just playing. You’re a damned attractive
man, and he’s known to lust after anything beautiful.”
“I’m not exactly the right gender to interest him. Shit,
did Dylan really have to make such an issue of it?”
“James may be kidding, but I’d say Dylan isn’t counting
on that. One never got rich or richer counting on the twists and turns of James
Armstrong’s affections.”
Damn, so true.
They kept walking to William Armstrong’s study, but a
little cloud of sadness rode Luca’s shoulder. 



About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 32. Her best-selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Paranormal Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft.  She lives with her soul-mate husband and her soul-mate dog near the sea in California where she sets a lot of her books.  Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!
You can find Tara at Lain


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BEACH BALLS Releases! Enemies to Lovers. Hotness Underwater #BallstotheWall

The wait is over! BEACH BALLS, book #3 in the Balls To The Wall series by Tara Lain is now available! 

 Hi and welcome to the re-release of my enemies to lovers story, BEACH BALLS. For those who have read it, know that this edition is the same story but with some additions — particularly from Sky. I hope you love it! Be sure to enter on the Rafflecopter!

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Beach Balls
(Balls to the Wall Series, #3)
By Tara Lain

Adam James is so far in the closet he could find Narnia. As an attorney for the homophobic WMA Development, he can’t come out without risking the million-dollar paycheck waiting for him once they push their big land development deal through the city council—money that will finally allow Adam to live according to his own terms. Then, on an early morning scuba dive, Adam meets a tall, lean rebreather diver named Sky who makes him want to hug a tree.
Sky Sea Mickeljohn stands for the environment, world peace, and being openly gay. He won’t compromise his principles for anyone—even the damned lying developer lawyer he can’t help lusting after. True, the WMA land development deal could put thousands of people at risk, but Sky still wants to risk his heart. In the fight between freedom and integrity, is there a place for love?
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“Ms Lain pens a thoughtful and sensual tale and I look forward to reading more in the series.”
~ Night Owl Reviews — 4 1/2 Stars! Reviewer Top Pick!

“The character growth they undergo during the story is phenomenal and adds a lot of zing, along with the ‘off the chart’ hotness of their sexual encounters.” ~ Rainbow Book Reviews



He tipped up
his chin and leaned in. If Sky didn’t want to, all he had to do was lean back,
but he didn’t.
Sweet. Sky’s lips were so soft. Like a girl’s, almost. But that tongue was
pure male, pushing hot and hard between Adam’s lips. Sky grabbed Adam’s head
with both hands. He almost toppled over backward, but Sky held him and
plundered his mouth. Man, his cock was throbbing again. On fire. He wanted to
climb into the back seat and ride Sky all the way to oblivion.
Sky ripped his
mouth away and looked at Adam fiercely. “Crap. I was so nice and satisfied, and
now I’m crazy to fuck you.”
“Don’t know
how I’m going to last until Friday, but I guess we gotta. My life’s not my own
for a few days.”
“How about the
middle of the night?” Adam was only half kidding.
“I can’t even
predict my nights until the weekend.”
“I understand.
I have a pretty busy week too.” That was an understatement.
“You in
“Lawyer.” His
heart was thumping. That’s the most he’d ever told any guy he fucked.
Sky grinned.
“Oh, like the ones at the bottom of the Mariana Trench?”
“Yeah, a good
Sky leaned
forward and gave him a quick peck on the lips, then pulled his legs into the
car. Adam stood, and Sky closed the door, pushed a button on the dash, and the
car hummed to life. Whir. Ping. Jesus, those cars made weird
Sky reached a
hand out the window. Adam touched his fingers to Sky’s, and Sky smiled. “See
you Friday.”
“I miss you
already.” He drove off, the Prius weirdly silent.
Adam could
barely catch his breath. Miss you already. Shit. That guy was the most dangerous combination of deadly
honest and completely irresistible.
Adam was about
to risk everything for a guy. That sounded way too much like high school. If he
had one ounce of fucking sense, he’d cancel the date and never see Sky again.
But that
feeling in Adam’s chest was not fear. That throbbing in his cock seemed
unlikely to stop any time soon. Chances of walking away from Sky? Zero.


The guys
nearest the beach started laughing and pointing. What’s going on?
He looked at
Gary, who shrugged.
Adam pointed
toward the commotion. “I’m going to go see.” He walked out onto the grassy
verge that led to the sand where he’d been sitting earlier with Sky. The guys
were still laughing. One asked, “What’s he gonna do?”
Adam pushed
into the line of men all facing the ocean and pointing. “What’s happening?”
Ian said,
“This crazy guy is standing there in the water like he’s headed for us, but
he’s not moving. Looks like the
Creature from the Black Lagoon.”
One of the
other men asked, “What’s he wearing?”
Carly smiled
at Adam. “It’s called a dry suit, and it looks to me like he’s waiting for
someone. Wonder who that could be?” He laughed.
Waist-deep in
the water stood a tall man in a full dry suit complete with hood and mask, his
mouthpiece dangling. He had a little bottle of what must be oxygen on his
I’ve got a funny feeling about this. When Adam stepped off the lawn onto the
sand, the figure in the suit began to pace out of the water with a slow and
deliberate stride.
The “creature”
analogy was dead-on.
When the
creature got out of the surf, he stopped to peel off the mask and hood,
revealing curly hair.
Adam smiled.
He’d know those curls anywhere.
Sky came a few
feet closer. Even in the fading light, Adam imagined he could just make out the
blue-gray eyes.
Sky stopped
again and began to unfasten the dry suit. What kind of show were they in for?
Slowly the
puffy dry suit peeled down the tall body, fully dressed in a Hawaiian shirt and
cargo shorts. A patter of applause started, and Sky kicked off the suit to
reveal flip-flops. Jesus, he must think he was James Bond or something. By this
time everyone was clapping, and Sky gave a little bow.
Son of a bitch, the guy has a sense of
. He’d rigged this
whole elaborate entrance just to get a laugh. But looking at that lean, hard
body in those shorts made another part of Adam’s anatomy very happy.
Sky picked up
the dry suit and walked the ten feet to Adam. “Hi. I believe I was invited for
No recourse.
He just laughed. “You do know how to make an entrance.”



Sky sat on the
edge of the bed and stared down at James. James’s dark hair shone in the soft
light from the bathroom. Man, he looks
. He’d hate that, being called pretty. Handsome was better.
Lover. Odd word to pick. Hell, he should be long gone. Nothing about James
appeared to be his type, but there was something about this guy.
Sky leaned
down and kissed the side of the softly open mouth. Sweet. They hadn’t kissed much in that mad fucking session. Yeah,
mad was the word. He pressed his tongue gently against the full lower lip,
saying good-bye.
He spied his
clothes in the heap he’d left them in on the floor.
James moaned
softly. Oh baby, he’d moaned plenty when he was getting fucked. Sky had been
with a lot of bottoms because he liked to top, but no one had ever loved to
take his cock like James. Those lips were so sweet too. He kissed James’s soft
mouth again with just a little pressure. Loved those little prickles of a day’s
growth of beard around his lips.
James clutched
Sky’s hair and crushed his lips against Sky’s. His tongue surged deep into
Sky’s mouth. Whoa. The devil had been
playing possum.
His turn. He
slipped his arms around James’s broad shoulders and pulled him upright, still
kissing like mad. Sky pulled his mouth away, kissed along the stubbly jaw, and
around to James’s ear. “Hi.”
“Hi. Been
awake long? What time is it?”
He flicked a
tongue into James’s ear and appreciated the little gasp. A quick glance
revealed morning wood. Of course, that matched his own. Yeah, they had the
makings of a bonfire. He should go, but…. “It’s about five thirty. I went to
the bathroom. Need to go?”
“Where the
hell would I put that?” He pointed at his hard-on.
“I know how to
get rid of it.” Sky flicked the tongue into James’s ear again.
Another little
gasp. “You do?”
“Hell, yeah.”


The Balls to the Wall Series
Volley Balls
Bk #1
Available at
Fire Balls 
Bk #2
Available to purchase
About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 32. Her best-selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Paranormal Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft.  She lives with her soul-mate husband and her soul-mate dog near the sea in California where she sets a lot of her books.  Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!
You can find Tara at Lain


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I’m happy to be participating in RJ Scott’s Autism Awareness Blog Hop this month. First, let me mention if you leave a comment, you’ll be entered to win your choice of any of my ebooks that include an animal. That’s MOST of my books. So if you win, you can put in your request for which book you’d like to have.

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