Tuesday, May 27, 2014

#TantilizingTuesdays: Sensuous Promo’s Presents - Book Tour for Breaching the Lieutenant by Eva Lefoy

Welcome to Sensuous Promo’s Breaching the Lieutenant 
Book Tour.

Second Lieutenant Mark Oates has a lot to learn, both about the U.S. Army and about himself. When a senior officer confronts Oates about his latent homosexual tendencies, he’s backed into a corner and only one man can help him out. Trouble is, can he trust him not to ruin his career plans?
Gunnar Evans was dishonorably discharged from the Army during Don’t Ask, Don’t Tell for his openly gay sexuality. He fought the system and lost, but continues to help the young officers sent to his door discover their hidden desires. When gorgeous hunk Lt. Oates arrives, he knows he must breach the lieutenant’s defenses in order to show him the pleasure he deserves. But once he gains access, he may never want to let him go.

In the following excerpt, former sergeant Gunnar Evans is trying to convince Lt. Mark Oates he knows exactly what’s good for him…

“Get back here, Lieutenant. That’s an order.”
His body responded to the command before his brain could argue. He spun back to the retired sergeant and stood at attention, his nipples painfully hard against his shirt.
“Good. Now, tell me, do you like what you see?” A muscle flexed in Evans’ jaw as he waited for an answer.
Oates opened his mouth but no sound came out. His whole thinking process was hijacked by watching the slow motion stroke Evans’ right hand gave his pec. “Uh…”
“Oh, never mind. I’m too old, that’s it. Too old to be attractive to anyone anymore.” Evans turned and tossed the wrench onto the table, his shoulders sagging.
Oates hated the hurt he heard in Evans’ voice and hurried toward him. “No. No, that’s not it at all.”
Evans spun, bringing him up short. So short, they stood mere inches apart. The former sergeant slowly picked up his hand. “Are you sure?” He laid the palm of Oates’ hand on his hard right pec and flexed his chest.
The well-worked muscle hardened under his palm, and Oates went lightheaded. Jesus. The man’s skin was hotter than hell, and that nipple ring… Mark’s breathing went ragged as his fingers swept over it.
“That’s right. Feel what it’s like to touch a man, Oates. Just this once.” Mouth hovering closer, his breath puffed against Oates’ face. “It’s just you and me here, Oates. Nobody around to see what we do.” He pressed their lips together.
Oates whimpered. The slow, sensual kiss singed, burned, and blazed a brand new desire through him, hitting his balls so hard they almost cracked in two. Fuck. Evans’ salty lips were a few degrees short of heaven. The notion that salvation lay in Evans’ pants brought back his anxiety. He started to back away and found himself pulled back by two strong arms.
“Stay right there. Feel what it’s like to hold a man, Oates.”
 He groaned, but obeyed the command in Evans’ growl. Wrapping his arms around Evans, he let himself feel what he’d always longed to experience. He’d been hugged by buddies before. This wasn’t the same. This embrace was potent, and the smell of sweat and man, and the warm muscles under his hands made his balls juice, unloading precum in his pants. Suddenly he couldn’t reach enough of Evans to stem the fierceness of his need. He dug his fingers into Evans’ back and groaned, shuddering.  Oh god, that’s good. So fucking good.
Down below, the stiffness in Evans’ crotch notched against his own. Evans grasped Oates’ ass and ground their groins together. The sergeant’s hardness hit him and dual waves of pleasure and panic stuttered his breath. If this went any further his behavior would surely cross the line from experimentation to gay. And once he crossed it, could he ever go back?

This is a *hot* read and part of my upcoming Bear series. Hope you like it!~Eva

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Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of romance, and is a certified Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking. One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit her job, and go travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty thoughts for the sake of future explorers.

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