Hi and welcome to my release tour for Wolf in Gucci Loafers, my new paranormal gay romance! Below are THREE excerpts from my new release and i hope you enjoy them! There’s also a Rafflecopter down there. Be sure to enter for some fun prizes!
(Tales of the Harker Pack #2)
by Tara Lain
Blurb:
Socialite Lindsey Vanessen wants someone to love who will love him back — an impossibility for a gay, half-human, half-werewolf. Too aggressive for humans, too gay for wolves, and needing to protect the pack from human discovery, Lindsey tries to content himself with life as a successful businessman. But when someone starts kidnapping members of wealthy families, Lindsey meets tough cop Seth Zakowsy—the hunky embodiment of everything Lindsey wants but can’t have.
Seth has never been attracted to flamboyant men. What would the guys in the department think of Lindsey? But intrigue turns to lust when he discovers Lindsey’s biting, snarling passion more than matches his dominant side. It might mean a chance at love for a cop in black leather and a wolf in Gucci loafers.
Excerpt 1
want to waste time driving.” He cocked a grin at Lindsey in the dark car.
no lag or leaping ahead. Just zero to infinity with a touch. “Wow. This is freaky!”
was not smiling—intense, actually.
out your cock!”
the zipper on his very crowded trousers. This sounded promising.
leaking rod, and pulled it from its prison. Man, just rubbing on his briefs was
almost too much. That was one sensitive cock. The thing stuck up out of his fly
like a puppet.
He flopped his balls out of the fly. They were already so tight they barely bobbled.
I lick them?”
Lindsey laughed.
the two seats. Lindsey leaned over, insinuated his head into Seth’s lap and breathed.
Oh man, hot breath warmed the tip of his dick.
and up his spine like he’d been shot. The car swerved. Damn. He gripped the wheel
and slowed down.
driver training course. All gay cops must drive while receiving head.” He shoved
Seth’s dick back in his mouth and sucked.
God.
His hips bobbed. Fuck. Fuck. His knuckles
on the wheel were white, but he didn’t want to give up and stop. The speed and sucking
went together like peanut butter and jelly. The quiet in the car was punctuated
by low growling sounds coming from the suckfest in his lap. What was up with the
guy? But man, the sounds were right on the money. He felt like a fucking animal.
tickled at the base of his spine. “Lindsey, I’m going to come. I gotta stop. I’ll
wreck the car.”
Excerpt 2
at you.” The guy stood back and regarded Seth up and down like a piece of prime
beef. “Yes, well, lovely, but maybe a little casual for the occasion. I know it
sounds like an athletic event, but really it’s more”—he waved a hand gracefully—“shall
we say, social?” He walked around Seth, making a “hmmm” sound.
I just want to catch a fucking kidnapper.”
He laughed. “Come with me.”
in behind him. “Holy shit.”
“Yes, dear, I know. Decadent. It may be the sign of a devolving civilization, but
this is my closet.”
in twice. “Department stores don’t have this many clothes.”
dear. We never shop at department stores.” He waved a hand down his body. “Obviously,
nothing that fits me is going to fit you.” He touched the epaulet on the leather
jacket. “Those shoulders. Oh my.” He sighed. “Anyway, I happen to have a blazer
that was delivered to me in the wrong size. My guess is that it’s divine plan, because
I think it will fit you perfectly.” He walked to the racks of clothing and pulled
out a deep-green blazer.
not his style. He shook his head. “I don’t need this. Thanks, though.”
and crossed his arms. “Listen, dear. You asked me to take you to this event. I’m
also very interested in you capturing these horrible people. After all, their victims
are my friends. So do this my way.” He pointed at the coat. “That jacket cost half
your annual salary. No one is going to smell cop when I get through with you. They’ll
talk to you because you’re a friend of mine and that’s all they need to know. Understand?”
what I do?”
capacity. End of story. You could tell them, but—”
a grin. “That’s pretty ingenious.”
Excerpt 3
table beside his couch, grabbed the remote, and pushed Play. Piano music filled
the room. “Hmm, the Chopin Piano Concerto for striptease? Maybe not.” He clicked
again to Cher lamenting gypsies, tramps and thieves. “Now my orientation is showing.”
Another click and La Babs crooned her heart out. Perfect.
his silk neck scarf, and slowly pulled it from around his neck. He fluttered it
a couple of times, then gripped it in his teeth as he shrugged out of the green
leather jacket and tossed it on top of Seth’s clothes. He’d worn a black form-fitting
sweater underneath, which he gripped at the hem, and, as he ground his hips, he
pulled it one tantalizing centimeter at a time up his body. For a moment the sweater
covered his eyes, but when he peeked out below, Seth stared at him with a glassy
gaze and parted lips. He threw the sweater on the pile and, still biting the scarf,
ran its ends over his shoulders and pecs.
beautiful. Graceful and slim with all these cool muscles teasing under the surface.”
below the surface, if you ask me.”
and did a big hip roll. As he bumped forward, he unbuttoned the fly and slid the
zipper of his black jeans just far enough to let the fat head of his penis peep
over. “Peekaboo.”
sexy contradictions.”
his briefs, Seth pumped harder. Lindsey shook a finger. “Uh-uh, don’t start without
me.”
thumbs in the top of the pants and pulled them over his hips. No sliding—they were
too tight. Still holding the scarf between his teeth like a rose, he slid the pants
to his ankles, stepped out of his Gucci loafers, and then out of the pants.
briefs, and he slid the tip of his finger around and around the exposed head of
his dick.
and looked over his shoulder with a flutter of lashes. Good, he was paying strict
attention. Lindsey placed his hands on the small of his own back, slid them into
the tight teal briefs, and dragged them over his butt. Two quick twerks, then he
slipped them to his feet, kicked with one foot, and they flew through the air and
landed on a floor lamp.
may be more of a dance than I bargained for.”
don’t like the floor show, sir, we’ll refund your cover charge.”
his cock. “No complaints. Not one.”
the scarf from his teeth and tied a strategic bow. As Babs sang something about
being a woman in love, Lindsey raised one arm above his head, twirled on one foot,
and presented his cock forward tied in a lavender silk scarf.
laugh or come!”
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Hi Tara,
Congratulations on the new book an on the tour. i love the cover and the excerpts were wonderful, i look forward to reading it. first i think i need to read The Pack or the Panther. i have it at the top of my TBBN list! 🙂
tammy ramey
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Haven’t read but added to my TBR list!