Reckless Heart and Childhood Crushes…

Amanda Young is one of my top favorite authors her books are what I would call good down home romance there isn’t any better kind of romance.  She is an awesome author and a wonderful friend!

In Honor of Amanda’s  release of Reckless Heart at Loose Id. the fourth and final book in her Reckless series, I thought we’d talk about the heart in particular those heartbreaking crushes we’ve had.  We’ve all had ‘em some were fleeting some a bit more… shall we say intense for those of you brave enough to come out of the woodwork and tell us about one of your crushes you will be entered in the drawing for a copy of Amanda’s Reckless Heart the winner will be drawn around midnight tonight,

If you leave your e-mail and format choice when you tell us your story, the sooner you’ll get your copy if you are the lucky winner.

Since I’m such a good sport I’ll share the story of my first crush with you… His name was Rodney I won’t share his last name because with my luck someone reading this would know him and I would have succeeded some 30 years later to embarrass him once again. I went to grade school with Rodney and for however many years we went to the same school I thought he was the cutest guy, I had fantasies about him age appropriate fantasies of course I’m not quite sure what the fantasies where, I’m sure I dreamed he’d walk into class one day take one look and me and declare his undying love we’d marry and live happily ever after and everyone would forever be envious of me –Well what did you expect I was a kid after all –I used to write him notes telling him how much I liked him – and god if they embarrass me know just thinking about them I can only imagine how they must have embarrassed him back then.  Sadly when it was time to move on to Jr. High that we both went to separate school and I like to think he missed me but I’m quite sure he never thought twice about me again. Years later in my senior year I did find myself back in the same school with him and all I can say is he looked just as good at 17 as he did when we were what eight or nine.  I have to wonder what ran through his mine when the teacher called my name during roll call did he remember me? I’ll never know the answer that of course I’m not sure I want to but I often wonder what he looks like today is he still as handsome as he was back than or was it all in my romantic teenage mind 😉

So now that I have told you my most embarrassing not- so secret childhood crush, why don’t you tell us about yours and maybe if we are really lucky we can get Amanda to come tell us about hers she is still young enough to remember to remember it in clear detail 😉 hehe

In lieu of eye candy today Amanda is sharing with us a tasty little teaser from Reckless Heart…

RATED-R

No words were exchanged as Milo followed Cam into the elevator and then down a long, dark hallway toward the room. None needed to be. They both knew why they were there and what was going to happen, if not the fine details.

Anticipation made Milo’s blood run hot. The pads of his fingers itched to reach out and grab Cam, spin the taller man around, and take a sample of what awaited them on the other side of the hotel room door. Instead Milo stood by patiently while Cam slid the thin key card into the lock and waited for the green light to flash.

The moment it did, Cam moved forward, and Milo followed. He’d barely crossed the threshold before Cam twisted around and pushed him into the wall. The door was kicked shut; then Cam pressed against Milo, towering over him by a couple of inches.

Cam slanted his head and bent slowly. “Last chance to change your mind.”

As if that’s going to happen. Milo took hold of Cam’s biceps and licked his lips. “Kiss me.”

“Patience.” The corners of Cam’s lips twitched. “Maybe I want to take a moment to look at you.”

“All right.” Milo fidgeted, his impatience mounting. “You going to be through looking anytime soon?”

Without a word, Cam gripped Milo’s chin and tilted his head back. He closed the scant inches separating them and brushed his lips over Milo’s, softly at first and then with more force. He skimmed his tongue over Milo’s lower lip and the tender flesh within.

The small whine that slipped free of Milo’s control was pitiful and damn embarrassing. He didn’t mind moaning, but he damn sure didn’t want to be the only one making noise. Rather than dwell on it, he threw himself into the kiss in an effort to make Cam as hot and bothered as he felt.

The older man’s lips were soft and warm, his breath imbued with a hint of mint. Milo dipped his tongue inside and swirled it around, tempting Cam to play with him. Cam didn’t disappoint. He returned Milo’s every move with at least two of his own. The seductive drag of damp, malleable flesh went to Milo’s head quicker than the liquor that was forbidden to him for another three years. His mind spun with the myriad things he and Cam could do to ease the ache steadily building in his groin.

He shifted his hips, searching for a modicum of relief, and found the firm weight of Cam’s upper thigh instead. Cam slipped his knee between Milo’s legs and provided something solid for him to grind against. However, the respite he sought wasn’t to be. The additional pressure only served to torment him more.

Cam pulled his mouth away from Milo’s and tracked downward, kissing over his cheek and jaw. A hot tongue slithered over the lobe of Milo’s ear; the wicked appendage dipped into the hollow and then retreated. “Top or bottom?”

Humid air caressed the side of Milo’s face and neck. He shivered. “Neither. I’ll suck your brains out through your cock, but I don’t fuck people I don’t know.”

Cam raked his teeth down Milo’s throat. “Your mouth will work just fine.”

Without further prompting, Milo dropped to his knees and buried his face against the damp, clingy fabric hiding Cam’s groin from his sight. He inhaled the scent of rutting male mixed with a hint of chlorine and rubbed his cheek against the hard outline of Cam’s cock. The stiff proof of Cam’s need was the only reassurance Milo needed to confirm he wasn’t alone in his desire.

Unable to stand the suspense for a minute longer, Milo slid his fingers beneath the slick material and yanked the shorts down to Cam’s ankles. Faced with Cam’s impressive package, Milo licked his lips. Thanks to the short, tight swim trunks, he’d already guessed Cam was hung. However, speculating and seeing were two very different things. Cam’s thick rod jutted forward and curved slightly upward, topped by a fat, flushed crown.

Milo couldn’t wait to get his mouth around it.

He leaned in, aware of Cam’s gaze following his every move, and decided at the last second to make the arrogant man squirm a little before he got what he wanted. Milo kissed Cam’s abs and dipped his tongue into the man’s shallow navel. Cam gasped and wiggled. Milo continued to take his time; he inched lower, dragging his tongue down the flat plane of Cam’s lower stomach.

Cam’s sleek thighs tensed. “Fuck, Milo… You’re killing me. Just suck me and put me out of my misery.”

“Mm…” Milo licked the smooth groove between Cam’s torso and thigh. “I’m only getting started.”

copyright 2010 Amanda Young

HAVE A GREAT DAY EVERYONE WINNER WILL BE ANNOUNCED TONIGHT AROUND MIDNIGHT, WITH THE RELEASE OF TOMORROWS POST.

Ok I just can’t resist — just a little picture – I would like to be curled up under a tree reading Reckless Heart with this guy…