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Audiobook Giveaway: Hook, Line, & Sinker #audiobook #gayromance #giveaway

Hey, all! In case you missed it, Hook, Line, & Sinker just came out in audiobook on June 12th! It’s now available at Audible (Amazon and iTunes coming soon). Click the Audible link to check out a sample. 

Want a chance to win a free copy? Check out the details on how to enter below. 🙂

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Blurb:

When they were teens, Castor McCormick was the bane of Blake Kowalski’s existence. Their mutual animosity led to summers filled with rivalry. Now, nearly two decades later, Cas is moving back into the neighborhood to live in his grandmother’s old house. Blake tells himself he isn’t interested in seeing how snarky little Cas grew up, but when his mother dupes him into visiting his former nemesis, he finds out “pretty” can evolve into “sexy as hell” on the right man.

Cas didn’t think he wanted to see Blake again. No one has ever pushed his buttons like the arrogant boy he remembers from their youth. Turns out, the adult version of Blake still gets him hot under the collar—and everywhere else. With Blake on leave from work to nurse an injured leg and Cas taking time to move and unpack, they form a tentative friendship that turns into a sexual affair neither man can deny. But when Cas’s job sends him out of state to deal with a difficult client, their new relationship will be tested, and if they fail, Blake’s broken leg might not be the only thing to end up scarred.

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“All I Want” – A “Hook, Line, & Sinker” Holiday Ficlet (NSFW)

For Chris Sweeso…

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All I Want – A Hook, Line, & Sinker Holiday Ficlet (NSFW)

“Hey, Cas, you want me to bring up this last box? It says ‘Xmas’ on it.”

Cas peered around the living room. He counted three cardboard boxes, which was all he thought he had, but he hadn’t decorated for Christmas in a few years. He must’ve missed one. “Yes, please,” he called down to the basement.

Moments later, Blake appeared at the top of the steps with a box in his arms. There was a cobweb in his short, light brown curls, and as Cas stepped closer to brush it away, he thought he really should do a good cleanup down there one of these days. It looked a little like a scene out of Arachnophobia, which was probably why he’d subconsciously avoided doing it. Maybe that was a job for his big, grouchy boyfriend. One scowl would send those spiders running. He grinned as he imagined the mass exodus.

“What are you smiling about?” Blake asked with lifted brows.

Cas took the box from him. “Nothing,” he said, grin broadening. He turned to saunter away but didn’t get more than a step before Blake swatted his ass hard.

“Brat.” Blake kneaded the abused cheek through the worn denim of Cas’s jeans and pressed a kiss to the side of his neck, the scrape of his stubble causing a shiver.

Cas tipped his head sideways and leaned back into him. “Mmm.”

Another soft kiss and Blake stepped away. “Want some more coffee before we start?”

“No, I’m good, thanks.”

“All right.”

As Blake went into the kitchen, Cas set the box down with the rest of his decorations and tuned the radio on his iPod dock to one of the local stations playing Christmas carols. He’d just started untangling a string of lights for the fresh pine tree they’d bought the night before when Blake joined him with a steaming mug of coffee.

Blake set his cup on the table in front of the couch. “Need help with that?”

Cas shook his head. “Why don’t you check the ornaments? We might have to go shopping if any of them got broken during the move. I don’t have much.”

Blake nodded and opened one of the other boxes. Cas watched him surreptitiously as he worked on his own task. He couldn’t get over the surrealism of sitting there with his old childhood frenemy as they prepared to trim their first Christmas tree together. He would’ve laughed himself stupid if someone had suggested he’d be here with Blake even six months ago.

Yet here they were. And the tree was theirs. This might only be his house officially—for now—and Blake still had his apartment in the city, but they hadn’t spent a single night apart since Cas returned from Colorado three weeks ago. If Cas had his way, there’d be very few nights in the future that they didn’t spend together.

“Let It Snow” came on the radio, and Blake glanced up, catching Cas’s gaze.

He smiled slightly. Not his typical, arrogant smirk. Not that knowing grin he wore when they were in bed and he was driving Cas crazy. Just a small, genuine smile that made him look boyish and happy, as if he couldn’t imagine being anywhere else but right here, right now, in Cas’s small living room, looking through Christmas ornaments and listening to Dean Martin croon on the radio.

“What is it?” he asked when Cas just stared.

“I love you.”

Blake’s smile widened. “I love you, too.”

Cas shook his head, which made Blake’s brow furrow. He dropped the lights and knee-walked to where Blake sat watching him in puzzlement. He set his hands on Blake’s shoulders. “I love you. It’s never been like this before. It’ll never be like this with anyone else but you.”

Blake gripped his waist and pulled him in until Cas was straddling his lap. His head tipped back as he looked up at Cas, his confused expression fading into something tender. “I feel the same way, Cas. You know I do.”

Cas kissed him, trailing his tongue along the inside of Blake’s lower lip. He tasted strongly of sugar and coffee, and Cas moaned, wanting to get to the familiar flavor beneath. He got his wish as their tongues entwined, the kisses deepening until urgency overshadowed his soppiness from a few minutes before. The Christmas decorations were forgotten as Blake pushed him back onto the floor, then covered Cas’s body with his own.

Blake’s hand found the hem of his oversized sweatshirt and pushed the material up, his fingers skimming the skin of Cas’s belly. He kept going until Cas’s arms were over his head with the sweatshirt bunched around his wrists.

“Stay just like that,” Blake ordered.

Cas nodded, already feeling lust-drunk. Blake unzipped his jeans, and Cas lifted his hips to help as Blake tugged the denim down and off. Cas was naked underneath. The jeans had been worn to a comfortable softness by time and countless washings and he enjoyed the feel of them against his bare ass and cock.

Speaking of his cock, it hardened even further, the skin stretching tight, when Blake lowered his head and simply breathed near the tip, the flow of air making Cas tremble as it cooled his precum.

Cas’s ass left the floor as he strained toward Blake’s mouth, but Blake kept just out of reach until Cas got the hint and stopped moving. Only then did Blake take one of Cas’s balls into his mouth. He sucked hard and released it with a crude pop. Cas shuddered when Blake repeated the action on the other side, then trailed his tongue up to Cas’s tip, where he teased the precum from his slit with slow licks.

Cas wanted to tug his hands free of the sweatshirt, grab Blake’s head, and force him to take the entire length of his cock. Nothing physical prevented him from doing so, but of course he didn’t move. He wouldn’t disobey Blake, because he wanted to follow Blake’s orders. Because allowing Blake to control him was part of the thrill. But that didn’t mean he wouldn’t ask for what he wanted.

“Suck me.”

Blake instantly withdrew his tongue. “Naughty boy. You didn’t say please.” He toyed with Cas’s balls before dragging his thumb down Cas’s taint to the edge of his hole.

Cas bore down, wanting the tip of Blake’s thumb inside. He didn’t care if it was dry. Sometimes he enjoyed the burn. “Please.”

Blake teased his rim and pressed just hard enough that the muscle started to give. But still he didn’t push in.

Please,” Cas repeated.

Blake pressed harder and dipped down to give Cas’s cockhead a quick, light suck. He followed it up by rubbing his scruffy chin against the underside, making Cas hiss. “Please what?” he asked.

Cas groaned. “Suck my cock and finger-fuck me.”

Blake gave his cock a playful lick and blew a stream of air across the damp skin. “Well, it is the holiday season. I might be convinced.” He licked again. “Are you going to be a good boy until Christmas?”

Cas’s hips jerked helplessly. “Yeah. So good. I’m gonna be so good for you.”

“That’s right,” Blake said. “You will be.” And, finally, he sucked Cas into his mouth, taking in most of the length on a downward glide that made Cas’s eyes cross and his stomach muscles jump.

Cas slammed his eyelids shut and arched his back as the tip of Blake’s thumb breached him, dry like he craved it. It burned, but only slightly. The muscles were still a little loose from their rough fuck the night before.

Once Blake started, he didn’t torment Cas more than necessary. He sucked him—deep, wet, sloppy. Cas felt spit dripping down onto his balls, and seconds later, Blake withdrew his thumb and dragged his fingers through the moisture before sliding them both into Cas in one firm thrust.

Cas’s sharp cry echoed through the room, and when Blake found his prostate, his legs shook. Blake toyed with it, rubbing, tapping, circling the edges. At the same time, he sucked hard on an upward stroke, his lips catching on Cas’s ridge as he pulled all the way off.

That was all it took. Eyes squeezed shut, Cas bowed his back and came.

When he returned to himself, it was to find Blake with cum dripping off his chin. Cas’s cock gave up one last spurt at the sight, this one just shy of painful. Holy fuck.

He sat up and dragged Blake close. Between kisses, he cleaned the cum from Blake’s skin, moaning, reveling in the rasp of Blake’s stubble beneath his tongue. “Now you,” he breathed against Blake’s mouth.

“No need.”

Cas pulled back to look at him. “What?”

Blake grinned sheepishly. “I already came.”

“Seriously?”

Blake grabbed his hand and slid it beneath the waistbands of his sweatpants and boxers. Cas’s fingers encountered cooling stickiness. “That little noise you make when you come,” Blake whispered. “It sounds almost like you’re in pain, like you can’t breathe. Drives me insane every time.”

Cas withdrew his hand and sucked the evidence of Blake’s orgasm from his fingertips. The taste made him shiver in the best possible way. “Fuck, that’s hot. I love the thought of you coming while you blow me.”

Blake nipped at his lower lip. “Well, good, ’cause I’m sure it’ll happen again.”

Cas laughed breathlessly. “I need another shower.”

Blake stood and reached down to give him a hand up. “Let’s go take one, then. The tree awaits.”

Cas let Blake pull him to his feet. As they walked to the bathroom, he became aware of the radio again. Mariah Carey’s voice belted out something about there being only one thing she needed for Christmas. Cas understood the feeling. There was only one thing he needed or wanted for Christmas—and luckily, he already had it right here.

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Want more of Cas and Blake? Don’t miss their story in Hook, Line, & Sinker. 

Buy it now from: Dreamspinner | Amazon | ARe | B&N.

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Blurb:

When they were teens, Castor McCormick was the bane of Blake Kowalski’s existence. Their mutual animosity led to summers filled with rivalry. Now, nearly two decades later, Cas is moving back into the neighborhood to live in his grandmother’s old house. Blake tells himself he isn’t interested in seeing how snarky little Cas grew up, but when his mother dupes him into visiting his former nemesis, he finds out “pretty” can evolve into “sexy as hell” on the right man.

Cas didn’t think he wanted to see Blake again. No one has ever pushed his buttons like the arrogant boy he remembers from their youth. Turns out, the adult version of Blake still gets him hot under the collar—and everywhere else. With Blake on leave from work to nurse an injured leg and Cas taking time to move and unpack, they form a tentative friendship that turns into a sexual affair neither man can deny. But when Cas’s job sends him out of state to deal with a difficult client, their new relationship will be tested, and if they fail, Blake’s broken leg might not be the only thing to end up scarred.

Welcome to Birthday Guest Piper Vaughn!

Birthday flash fic for Malachi and Aaron from “Wood, Screws, & Nails.” 🙂

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Happy birthday month, Amber! Thanks for inviting me to contribute to your Birthday Bash. I had a birthday earlier this month too, so it’s extra special for me. 😀 This flash fic features Aaron and Malachi, characters from my co-written book, Wood, Screws, & Nails, which came out from Dreamspinner in April.

Hope you enjoy!

~Piper

 

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“Happy birthday, Mal.”

Despite being distracted by the sight in front of him, Malachi shivered at the whisper in his ear, the scrape of stubble on his skin, the warm, hard body against his back. He stood in the entryway to Aaron’s apartment—which typically exemplified the definition of “Spartan bachelor pad”—but tonight, it had been transformed into something magical. Candles of various sizes adorned every flat surface, casting a welcoming yellow glow. In the center of the living room lay a red and white tartan-patterned…

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Available now: “Hook, Line, & Sinker”

Hey, folks! Hook, Line, & Sinker went live today! You can buy it now from: Dreamspinner | Amazon | ARe | B&N. 😀

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Blurb:
When they were teens, Castor McCormick was the bane of Blake Kowalski’s existence. Their mutual animosity led to summers filled with rivalry. Now, nearly two decades later, Cas is moving back into the neighborhood to live in his grandmother’s old house. Blake tells himself he isn’t interested in seeing how snarky little Cas grew up, but when his mother dupes him into visiting his former nemesis, he finds out “pretty” can evolve into “sexy as hell” on the right man.

Cas didn’t think he wanted to see Blake again. No one has ever pushed his buttons like the arrogant boy he remembers from their youth. Turns out, the adult version of Blake still gets him hot under the collar—and everywhere else. With Blake on leave from work to nurse an injured leg and Cas taking time to move and unpack, they form a tentative friendship that turns into a sexual affair neither man can deny. But when Cas’s job sends him out of state to deal with a difficult client, their new relationship will be tested, and if they fail, Blake’s broken leg might not be the only thing to end up scarred.

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Also, I’m blog touring! If you want to follow along, the schedule is below. Yesterday, I was at Boy Meets Boy Reviews and they also reviewed the book. Today, 11/19, I’ll be at The Novel Approach. There’s a Rafflecoptor giveaway going with my blog tour as well. Up for grabs: a $20 gift card and two copies of the ebook. Be sure to check out any of my tour stops to enter. 🙂

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Amazon Pre-Order Now Available – “Hook, Line, & Sinker”

Hey, folks! I’ve had people asking, so for those wondering, Hook, Line, & Sinker is now available for pre-order on Amazon. It’s been hard to find because Amazon categorized it as erotica, which is incorrect. While it does contain erotic content, it’s not outright erotica, so DSP is working to get that categorization changed. In the meantime, you can order it at the link above and it’ll show up on your Kindle at midnight when it goes live on November 19th! 😀

If you missed it before, here is a peek at the cover and blurb.

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When they were teens, Castor McCormick was the bane of Blake Kowalski’s existence. Their mutual animosity led to summers filled with rivalry. Now, nearly two decades later, Cas is moving back into the neighborhood to live in his grandmother’s old house. Blake tells himself he isn’t interested in seeing how snarky little Cas grew up, but when his mother dupes him into visiting his former nemesis, he finds out “pretty” can evolve into “sexy as hell” on the right man.

Cas didn’t think he wanted to see Blake again. No one has ever pushed his buttons like the arrogant boy he remembers from their youth. Turns out, the adult version of Blake still gets him hot under the collar—and everywhere else. With Blake on leave from work to nurse an injured leg and Cas taking time to move and unpack, they form a tentative friendship that turns into a sexual affair neither man can deny. But when Cas’s job sends him out of state to deal with a difficult client, their new relationship will be tested, and if they fail, Blake’s broken leg might not be the only thing to end up scarred.

Also available for pre-order directly from Dreamspinner

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Cover Reveal, Excerpt, & Giveaway: “Hook, Line, & Sinker”

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Title: Hook, Line, & Sinker (Hard Hats #2)
Author: Piper Vaughn
Publisher: Dreamspinner Press
Cover by: Paul Richmond; Photo Credit: Ronaldo Gutierrez
Genre: Contemporary, M/M Romance

Blurb:

When they were teens, Castor McCormick was the bane of Blake Kowalski’s existence. Their mutual animosity led to summers filled with rivalry. Now, nearly two decades later, Cas is moving back into the neighborhood to live in his grandmother’s old house. Blake tells himself he isn’t interested in seeing how snarky little Cas grew up, but when his mother dupes him into visiting his former nemesis, he finds out “pretty” can evolve into “sexy as hell” on the right man.



Cas didn’t think he wanted to see Blake again. No one has ever pushed his buttons like the arrogant boy he remembers from their youth.Turns out, the adult version of Blake still gets him hot under the collar—and everywhere else. With Blake on leave from work to nurse an injured leg and Cas taking time to move and unpack, they form a tentative friendship that turns into a sexual affair neither man can deny. But when Cas’s job sends him out of state to deal with a difficult client, their new relationship will be tested, and if they fail, Blake’s broken leg might not be the only thing to end up scarred.

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Excerpt:

Blake’s mother didn’t live on a busy street, but being summer, the kids were out in full force. The occasional shout or burst of laughter broke the monotonous silence. And then there were the comings and goings of a certain new neighbor whom Blake had absolutely no interest in watching, even if he found his gaze frequently straying in that direction. He’d caught glimpses of the moving truck over the weekend, along with a dark blue Prius, which made him snort. No doubt the driver of a hybrid would hate his gas-guzzling Ford F-150. For some reason, it seemed fitting. He could picture the old Cas growing up into the tree-hugging, granola type.

Idly, he let himself wonder what the adult Cas might be like. When they’d first met as teenagers, the kid had reminded Blake of a scrappy little Irish chimney sweep, minus the accent. The pale skin, the freckles, that mop of messy dark hair. Put him in a newsboy cap and some wool trousers, and he could’ve been an extra in Oliver Twist. Blake had constantly ragged on him about it too. That is, until the following year, when postpuberty Cas showed up. Gone was the scrawny, gangly limbed half-pint from the previous summer. In his place stood a boy with the lithe, wiry body of a distance runner and a face like something out of a goddamn Botticelli painting. Only his smartass mouth had stopped Blake from falling to his knees in worship—though it certainly hadn’t prevented a wet dream or three.

Blake couldn’t lie. His mother’s mentions of Castor had made him curious despite himself. But he didn’t intend on giving in to her badgering about going over there. What the hell would he even say? Welcome to the neighborhood? Here’s a fruit basket. Let’s be friends? He could only imagine Cas slamming the door in his face in response. Blake chuckled and shook his head. Not going to happen. Not in a million years. No matter how much his mother pestered him.

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