Lovestruck Giveaway Hop!

lovestruck2013Welcome to the Lovestruck Giveaway Hop! Lots of delicious prizes to be had.

Lovestruck. Isn’t that a delightful word! Can be a bit terrifying also, but the whole idea of being struck with love for someone stirs all my romantic sensibilities. Today I want to give you an excerpt from my Naughty Nursery Rhyme about a man hopelessly lovestruck by William and finds he’s never forgotten his first flame.

Comment below for a chance to win an e-copy of Wee Willie Winkie. Don’t forget to leave you contact info, then continue hopping HERE !

weewilliewinkie 200x300WEE WILLIE WINKIE

 Breathless Press  


 ARe Books

Willie has met an old flame, but is he willing to give up the decadence of Boston society for the man he loves?


 Fredrick held up his glass and stared at the candle’s flame through the amber liquid. He took a sip, savored the rich, biting taste on his tongue. He welcomed the burn down his throat. This was the very last drink he could afford, and he had to make it last.

A giggle erupted from the booth in the corner, the one whose curtains were drawn against curious eyes. A smile tugged at Fredrick’s lips despite the dire state of his wallet. The laugh had been carefree, joyous, naughty. Fredrick shifted on the cushioned bench. Only a few straggling customers remained in the dining room. He wondered if any of them would notice if he shifted his cramped cock as it throbbed in sympathy with the bright laughter.

Rather than risk it, he watched the fruit vender outside the window beguile a customer. Another giggle and stifled moan swiveled his attention back to the corner. A silk-clad foot and slim calf peeked beneath the curtain. He grinned even as the delectable sight emphasized his own loneliness. It had been far too long since he’d had someone in his bed.

“Excuse me. Sir?”

Fredrick looked up, distracted from his memory of lush lips and white skin and wide, hazel eyes, and blinked at the stout innkeeper at his elbow. “Yes?”

A frown fleeted across the man’s homely face at another bout of laughter from the corner. “If they’re disturbing you, I can have Wee Willie take his guest upstairs. Excuse me, I mean Mister Wilkerson.” The man broke off, flustered by the slip of the tongue.

Fredrick’s heart leaped on hearing the name mentioned. Is William really here? How could that be? The innkeeper coughed, and Fredrick frowned at the intrusion into his thoughts. The man was so damned serious about such a minor indiscretion. “They’re no bother. In fact, I’m almost done anyway.” He lifted his nearly empty glass. Hearing a shout, they looked over in time to see a young man tumble through the curtains onto the floor. Fredrick caught a glimpse of red hair and an embarrassed cheek before the gentleman crammed a hat on his head and strode passed them, face averted. The innkeeper shrugged and followed, likely to be sure he paid for his drinks.

Fredrick stared at the silk-clad foot still protruding from the parted curtains. He loosened his hold on his glass but had no way to stop the wild hammering of his heart. Before he lost his courage, he stood and swallowed the last of his brandy, then walked the short distance to the booth.

A grin tugged the corner of his mouth at his eagerness. It had been three years, after all, and they’d parted in anger. Would William acknowledge him? His hand trembled as he drew aside the heavy curtain and allowed his gaze to travel up the silky hose to bright blue trousers. Blood heated his face when he found the laces undone at the waist and the silk shirt open to expose white skin and rosebud nipples.

A sigh brought his gaze up to the pretty face that stirred his dreams. Rich brown curls surrounded lovely hazel eyes and full, pouting lips. He groaned when a delighted smile revealed the even, white teeth that had nipped his collarbone on more than one glorious occasion. “Freddie, is it you?”

He hasn’t forgotten! Fredrick stored away the joy to visit later. God knew his pleasures were few and far between, these days. He smiled as the young man struggled up from the cushions, lovely and sensual, half-clad. “How are you, William? I had no idea you came to Boston.”

“On occasion.” Merry eyes flashed at him as William looked up from his struggle with the pearl buttons of his blouse. Leaving them, the youth slid from the booth; only a slight sway in his lean body betrayed his inebriation. Fredrick’s heart skipped. The top of William’s head barely reached his shoulders, perfect for Fredrick to rest his chin on if he gathered the man in his arms.

“Please, join me. It’s so nice to see you.”

At his urging, Fredrick settled into the cushioned booth while William drew the curtains closed once again. “No one cares who’s back here, as long as they don’t see it,” he explained at Fredrick’s questioning look. William slipped onto the bench beside him, and without a thought Fredrick clasped the vibrant body to his chest and returned his light kiss. His hold tightened, but William didn’t seem to mind. He wound his arms around Fredrick’s neck and licked Fredrick’s lips, his sweet tongue seeking entrance.

Fredrick laughed, breathless with the need that swept him. He moved his head back, denying the kisses sure to topple the defenses he’d built against this man, and chuckled at William’s delectable pout. “You promised not to tease me.”

“That was years ago. I made no promises today.” William nibbled at his lips but eased away when Fredrick resisted. Fredrick kept his hands on his slim waist, reluctant to let him go. Memories stirred at the slide of silk under his fingers, images of cool sheets and creamy skin. He longed to run his tongue down the exposed flesh of William’s chest, revisit the delights he’d enjoyed, once upon a time.

About diannehartsock

Author of paranormal/suspense, fantasy/adventure, m/m romance and anything else that comes to mind. Oh, and a floral designer.
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13 Responses to Lovestruck Giveaway Hop!

  1. Trix says:

    Ah, this one looks fantastic!


  2. heather eg kaufman says:

    This looks like a fun read!

  3. Pam says:

    Great excerpt! I love the title.


  4. Kathy O says:

    Thanks for the hop and giveaway, love the except.

  5. bn100 says:

    Nice excerpt

    bn100candg at hotmail dot com

  6. Ashtrie K Putrie says:

    Thanks for the easy entry giveaway!
    shinigami_light @ yamail. com

  7. BookLady says:

    Thanks for the giveaway!

  8. msakma says:

    This looks like an interesting book; thank you for the introduction to it. And thank you for participating in this hop. 🙂


  9. Eva Millien says:

    Thanks for sharing the hop and the giveaway. evamillien at gmail dot com

  10. sherry1969 says:

    Sounds like a very good book.
    sstrode at scrtc dot com

  11. Jbst says:

    Not familiar with this nursery rhyme so interests me a lot.
    strive4bst(AT) yahoo(Dot) com

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