Contest: Feature Friday: Claire Thompson

Welcome to another Feature Friday! I am pleased to bring to you today, Claire Thompson! I must admit, Claire is one of my favorites. It was one of her books that first introduced me to BDSM, something I never thought I would like. However, after reading Claire's book, Binding Discoveries, I fell in love with both her work and BDSM, and haven't looked back! Here are a few other examples of Claire's books. Accidental Slave was reviewed right here at Dark Diva Reviews, and Submission Times Two was also reviewed at Dark Diva Reviews. Both are available in paperback. You can find the link to buy the paperbacks at Romance Unbound Publishing.


Claire, please tell us a little about you.

I write erotica and erotic romance. My work includes the sensual exploration of BDSM as well as m/m erotica, both vanilla and D/s. I’ve written over fifty novels, and have no plans to stop, ever!

My latest and very exciting endeavor is establishing my own publishing house, Romance Unbound Publishing. I see this as part of a groundswell of authors who are taking a more active role in the creative and financial direction of their writing careers. After twelve years of working for the “other guy”, I decided it was time to take control of my own destiny. With the help of dedicated beta readers, freelance editors, cover artists and sites like Dark Divas, I am doing just that! I do hope you’ll drop by the site and check it out! You can also visit my web site and sign up for my newsletter, or find me on my Yahoo chat group.

Claire has also been kind enough to share an excerpt of her newest release, Wicked Hearts.

Read Jen's review of Wicked Hearts, rated Five Delightful Divas!

Wicked Hearts by Claire Thompson
Publisher: Romance Unbound
Genre: M/M Erotic Romance


Summary: "Oh, what a tangled web we weave..."

Reese and Hank are used to taking what they want, just because they can. They set their sights on the office geek, a painfully shy whiz kid named Jeff. Hank bets Reese he can't get the guy in bed within a week - he makes the pot very sweet with an offer of $5,000, if Reese can do the job - on tape.

Reese, usually so cocky and sure, is completely disarmed by the quiet but intense Jeff.

What begins as a cynical seduction rapidly heats into flames of dangerous desire. Reese finds himself falling, hard, but disentangling himself from Hank is even harder. Jealousy, lust and unraveling lies threaten to shatter more than one heart in this tale of love and betrayal.

Excerpt: “Wanna get in the hot tub?” Reese suggested.

“I haven’t got a bathing suit.”

“That’s all right, neither do I.”

Jeff watched, mesmerized, as Reese stood and pulled the soft sweater over his head. His mouth actually watered as he stared at the broad, muscular chest.

With his eyes on Jeff’s face, Reese unbuttoned his jeans and slid them down his tan legs. He was wearing a black thong, his thick cock pointing upward toward his hip beneath the fabric.

Taking the ice bucket with the champagne, he sat on the edge of the hot tub, dangling his legs in the water. “Come on,” he urged. “The water’s perfect. Bring your glass.” He waved his own, reaching for the champagne to top it off.

Taking a breath, Jeff slipped out of his things, moving quickly toward the other side of the tub. He left on his underwear, not a sexy thong, but practical cotton briefs. Setting his glass carefully on the rim of the tub, he lowered himself into the hot, frothing water.

“This feels great,” he said, letting the water jets pummel his back. Reese reached for Jeff’s empty glass. Without asking, he refilled it and handed it to him. Jeff knew he didn’t need any more to drink, but he took it anyway. He remembered hearing it wasn’t a good idea to drink in a hot tub, but the champagne was delicious, and what the hell?

They sat across from each other in silence for a while. The sky had deepened to a dark royal blue and a few sparkling stars were sprinkled over it. Reese looked so hot, his muscular arms stretched out along the rim of the tub, his skin ruddy from the rising steam. He was watching Jeff, his head tilted, his gaze appraising.

“What?” Jeff said, feeling suddenly self-conscious.

“I want you.”

Jeff swallowed, his cock tingling. Was this it? Were they going to make love tonight? Did he want that? Was he ready? Was Reese the kind of guy who wanted you only as long as he didn’t have you?

A voice in Jeff’s head answered emphatically. Yes. That’s exactly the kind of guy he is.

His cock ignored the voice. “I want you, too,” he said softly.

Reese stood and reached behind the tub, pulling up two towels. He held one out to Jeff. Without a trace of self-consciousness, Reese pulled off the wet thong before wrapping the towel around his lower body, giving Jeff a glimpse of his thick, long cock. He stepped out of the tub and headed toward the back door of the house.

“Coming?”

Jeff hoisted himself onto the side of the tub and climbed out. He pulled off his wet briefs, glad Reese wasn’t watching him. Quickly he wrapped the towel around his body, grabbed his clothes and followed.

Reese led him straight to the bedroom. He stopped abruptly in the middle of the room, so that Jeff nearly bumped into him. He could feel the heat still emanating from Reese’s skin. He could almost taste the kisses they’d shared earlier that day.

Turning toward Jeff with narrowed eyes, Reese dropped his towel. His cock sprung forward, beckoning like a divining rod. He backed toward the bed, holding out his arms.

The insistent, warning voices that had been whispering all week in Jeff’s head were entirely silenced at last, drowned out by the rush of raw need. He moved forward, every fiber of his being alive with desire.

~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~ ~*~

Reese fell back against the bed, savoring the hungry look in Jeff’s eyes. Yeah, it was obvious Jeff wanted him. The thing was, he wanted Jeff too. He wanted him too much, and he knew it.

He pushed away the thought. He’d sort out the emotional crap later, and toss it in the garbage where it belonged. For now, he just wanted to possess this man, with his dark, tousled hair falling into his face, his pale skin gleaming in the light of the rising moon.

Reese reached for the lamp beside the bed. It wouldn’t do if there wasn’t enough light for the hidden camera to record by. Leaning up on his elbows, he stared at Jeff, willing him to drop the towel.

Jeff’s lips were pressed together and he was breathing hard through his nostrils, which were slightly flared as a result. When he shook back the hair from his face, his eyes seemed to be burning with an internal fire. His hands trembled as he let the towel drop from his narrow hips.
Reese raked his eyes over the strong, lean body, stopping at Jeff’s cock, which was every bit as long and thick as his own, the tip glistening with pre-cum. He met Jeff’s eyes and dragged his tongue suggestively over his lips.

Jeff just stood there, staring hard, a flush rising over his cheeks and throat. Reese sat up, his legs hanging over the end of the bed, ready to get the game in play. He’d warm up the shy guy with a blowjob that would knock his socks off, if he’d been wearing any.

Reese started to slip off the bed when Jeff suddenly sprang forward. Leaning over Reese, he pushed him back down, his grip on Reese’s shoulders unexpectedly strong.

Reese allowed himself to fall back, surprised but curious as to what Jeff had in mind. At least the statue had come to life. He expected Jeff to go straight for his cock, but instead Jeff knelt on the bed beside him, his eyes moving hungrily over Reese’s body.

Reese reached again for him, thinking to pull him down, but Jeff resisted. “No,” he said, his voice husky.

“What the—” Reese began, but Jeff cut him off by placing three fingers gently over Reese’s lips. Jeff shook his head slowly, a small smile lifting the corners of his mouth. Intrigued, Reese remained silent, wondering what the hell this guy was doing.

Jeff traced Reese’s jaw line with his finger, moving it up over his lips and following the line of his nose. He touched Reese’s eyelids, forcing him to close them. When Reese started to open them, Jeff again touched them and Reese understood he wanted him to keep them closed.

Okay. He could play this game, whatever it was, for a little while longer. As long as the night ended with his cock buried in Jeff’s ass, the bet would be satisfied. If it took them a while to get there, so much the better.

He felt Jeff’s lips grazing his cheek. Eyes still closed, he turned his face toward Jeff, ready to be kissed, but Jeff’s mouth didn’t find his. Instead it moved down toward his throat, leaving a trail of tiny, soft kisses along Reese’s skin.

Jeff’s hands moved over his shoulders, the palms smoothing his chest, leaving circles of heat along his skin. Reese’s ignored cock was twitching and he reached for it, thinking to stroke it while he waited for Jeff to get down to business.

He opened his eyes in surprise when Jeff’s caught his wrist, stopping him from touching himself. “No,” Jeff whispered. “Let me. Just lie there.”

Fair enough. He’d let Jeff get him nice and hard before he took over. Jeff touched his eyelids again and, obediently, Reese closed his eyes, though he allowed a small, superior smile to cross his lips. Whatever Jeff thought he was doing, it all came down to fucking in the end.

The unexpected tug at his left nipple caught him by surprise. The almost painful nip of teeth was quickly replaced by a tongue, warm and soft. The other nipple was given the same treatment, and then Jeff began to glide down Reese’s abdomen with his tongue, wet and silky against Reese’s skin.

Ah, now we get down to it, he thought eagerly. His cock was straining upwards and he squeezed his muscles to make it lift in invitation. But no hot mouth closed over it. Instead, Jeff skirted by his cock, raining soft kisses along Reese’s upper thighs. His touch felt good but damn it, Reese wanted his cock sucked.

He reached for Jeff, pulling at his hair to guide him where he wanted him. Again Jeff’s grip, surprisingly strong, closed around his wrists. He released Jeff’s hair and sighed.

After another minute or so, he urged, “Come on, baby. Do me.”

Jeff, who was kneeling beside him, looked up at him, his cheek resting against Reese’s thigh. His eyes were soft, his smile tender. “I don’t want to do you, Reese. I want to make love to you.”

Whew! That was hot! While I am busy getting myself back together here, Claire has a little more she would like to share with you.

Take it away, Claire.

I’m very pleased and proud to announce the creation of my very first book trailer, put together by Theresa’s Trailers. I would be honored and pleased if you would stop by and check it out. Leave a comment!

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And keep your eyes out for my newest Yaoi release, A Princely Gift, available at 1RomanceEbooks.com!

Thanks, Claire!

Claire is offering one luck winner their choice of ebook from her site.

How do you enter to win?

Required:

• Everyone who enters must leave a comment on this post with their email address.
• In your comment, tell me the names of the two men in the Wicked Hearts excerpt above.

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• +5 entries for blogging about Claire's Feature Friday. Leave the link in your comment.
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Contest ends Wednesday, September 2, at midnight est. Winner will be randomly drawn and announced on Thursday.

Good luck and have a wonderful weekend!