': Loving Jacob by Lee Brazil blog tour | Spotlight, Excerpt, Author Interview & Giveaway {Pride Promotions}

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?

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** Warning, this is an Adult MM Romance story, the excerpt contains content suitable for 18+ only **

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?"

Tams interviews Lee Brazil, author of Loving Jacob...

Today I’m very lucky to be interviewing Lee Brazil, author of Loving Jacob. Hi Lee, thank you for agreeing to this interview. Tell us a little about yourself, your background, and your current book.

Hi! Thanks for inviting me over. *sips coffee* For those who don’t know me, I’m Lee Brazil coffee addict and author of m/m romance with Story Orgy and serial novelist with Pulp Friction. In my previous, prewriting life, I was a teacher of grammar and composition. Currently, I’m multi-published with Evernight and Totally Bound, but the bulk of my work was with Breathless Press, who just closed their doors after six years in business. The book I’m promoting today, Loving Jacob, was one of theirs. In fact, it was the second story I ever wrote.

1) Do you buy a book because of the cover, the blurb, or something else?

Some books I buy because of the author, others because of the cover… a certain style of cover really appeals to me… but mostly I buy based on theme and mood. I love rock star stories, so I’m inclined to give them a chance whether the book boasts a crappy cover or an ill-written blurb. I can also be sucked in easily by a well-written blurb- even if the theme doesn’t appeal to me. Many times I’ve bought a book based on a blurb even though the theme didn’t appeal and been pleasantly surprised.

2) What does ‘romance’ mean to you?

To me, romance is drinking coffee on the front porch with the same man for seventeen years, and still finding the sunrise a little brighter because he’s there.

3) What are your current projects?

Currently I’m working on several different projects. There’s the ongoing serial work with Pulp Friction. I’m writing the third of the five part series in that one. It will be out on June 15th. Then I”m working on a fun superhero piece with Story Orgy called A Man of Unusual Talent. It’s about a man with a somewhat awkward gift, that he thinks is worthless. You can read that chapter by chapter as it’s released on my blog.

4) What is the most difficult part of writing for you?

Right now, the most difficult part of writing appears to be writing. I’ve been blocked for a little while now, so it seems like I spend more time staring at blank pages than I do actually writing words.

5) Tell us something about yourself that would surprise people.

Huh. I’m not sure there’s anything all that surprising about me, but I’ll give it a shot. Oh… here’s one. I was 21 before I got my driver’s license, so I could drink before I could drive.

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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