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!
Readers are
LOVING BEACH BALLS!
“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
his chin and leaned in. If Sky didn’t want to, all he had to do was lean back,
but he didn’t.
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.
mouth away and looked at Adam fiercely. “Crap. I was so nice and satisfied, and
now I’m crazy to fuck you.”
how I’m going to last until Friday, but I guess we gotta. My life’s not my own
for a few days.”
middle of the night?” Adam was only half kidding.
predict my nights until the weekend.”
I have a pretty busy week too.” That was an understatement.
business?”
heart was thumping. That’s the most he’d ever told any guy he fucked.
“Oh, like the ones at the bottom of the Mariana Trench?”
start.”
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
noises.
hand out the window. Adam touched his fingers to Sky’s, and Sky smiled. “See
you Friday.”
already.” He drove off, the Prius weirdly silent.
barely catch his breath. Miss you already. Shit. That guy was the most dangerous combination of deadly
honest and completely irresistible.
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.
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.
nearest the beach started laughing and pointing. What’s going on?
Gary, who shrugged.
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?”
into the line of men all facing the ocean and pointing. “What’s happening?”
“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.”
other men asked, “What’s he wearing?”
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.
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
chest.
sand, the figure in the suit began to pace out of the water with a slow and
deliberate stride.
analogy was dead-on.
creature got out of the surf, he stopped to peel off the mask and hood,
revealing curly hair.
He’d know those curls anywhere.
feet closer. Even in the fading light, Adam imagined he could just make out the
blue-gray eyes.
again and began to unfasten the dry suit. What kind of show were they in for?
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.
humor. 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.
the dry suit and walked the ten feet to Adam. “Hi. I believe I was invited for
cocktails.”
He just laughed. “You do know how to make an entrance.”
edge of the bed and stared down at James. James’s dark hair shone in the soft
light from the bathroom. Man, he looks
pretty. He’d hate that, being called pretty. Handsome was better.
appeared to be his type, but there was something about this guy.
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.
clothes in the heap he’d left them in on the floor.
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.
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.
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.”
awake long? What time is it?”
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?”
hell would I put that?” He pointed at his hard-on.
get rid of it.” Sky flicked the tongue into James’s ear again.
gasp. “You do?”