Out Now! Illicit Relations – M/M Erotic Romance by
Lucy Felthouse (@cw1985)
Illicit Relations,
a M/M erotic romance by Lucy Felthouse, with coming out and almost-taboo
themes, has been re-released with a stunning new cover and a lower price!
Please note, however, if you’ve read it before, that the content hasn’t
changed.
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Blurb:
Terry’s had a crush on
his second cousin Justin for what seems like forever. He’s hidden it as well as
possible, knowing that the other man is out of bounds, forbidden fruit. Second
cousins getting together isn’t actually illegal, but for Justin the
relationship is too close—he just can’t contemplate them being together.
But when some new
information comes to light about Terry’s birth and his place in the family, the
whole game changes. Suddenly the relationship isn’t so impossible, and things
soon begin to get hot and heavy.
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Excerpt:
Terry deliberately
averted his gaze as Justin tugged off his T-shirt and dove into the pool. The
last thing he needed was to see him topless. His libido was already in
overdrive and he was having trouble not jumping Justin’s bones. In fact, the
only thing that held him back was the fact that Justin was his second cousin.
They hadn’t been brought up particularly closely, so it wasn’t as if he were
lusting after someone he considered to be a brother, but still. They were
related and it was weird. Or it would be weird if anything happened between
them, which it wouldn’t, of course. It would be wrong and they both knew it.
Terry assumed that was
the reason Justin was avoiding him, anyway. They got on well and there was an
obvious spark between them, but nothing inappropriate had ever taken place. For
the most part, they acted as cousins should. Every now and again, though, he’d
catch Justin looking at him. Equally, Terry would drink his fill of his cousin
when no one else was looking. Apparently it was getting increasingly difficult
for Justin, too.
Right now, at the annual
summer get together at Terry’s grandparents’ massive house in rural
Warwickshire, the tension between them had never been higher.
What made the whole
thing ten times worse was that neither of them had come out. So ending up
together would be a double whammy for their families. He could see it now. Hey,
everyone! I’m gay—and so is he. We’re together. Now as you were.
He didn’t know whether
the reaction would be favorable or not.
He also knew that part
of his frustration about the situation was because he hadn’t yet seen any point
in coming out. His feelings for Justin ran deeper than he cared to admit, and
for that reason he hadn’t been in a relationship with anyone—ever. Not a
homosexual relationship, anyway. He’d had girlfriends back in the days when he
hadn’t realized what his urges meant, but since then he’d been by himself and
remained a virgin. He was surprised, actually, that no one in his family had
asked whether he was gay. He could only assume that because he was so private
generally, they thought he would only introduce them to someone when he felt it
was absolutely right. That was his plan, in fact. To come out and introduce his
partner at the same time. But until he got over this damn infatuation with
Justin, he was never going to be any farther forward.
His thoughts ran on for
several minutes until he was interrupted—and startled—by droplets of cold water
falling onto his bare shoulder. He turned. Justin stood there, shaking his blond
head and sending the droplets flying around. Apparently he wasn’t avoiding
Terry anymore.
It was hot and he was
wearing casual clothes, so Terry wasn’t bothered about getting wet, but for
some reason, he snapped at Justin. “For fuck’s sake, do you have to do that
here?”
Immediately Justin
stopped and stared at him. They’d never had a cross word between them, not even
when they were children. “Sorry, mate. I was just messing around. I didn’t
think it would piss you off.”
His blue eyes were wide
and Terry felt his irritation dissipating rapidly. He continued to rake his
gaze down Justin’s half-naked form. His broad shoulders and wide chest, which
was sprinkled with a handful of pale hairs. His toned stomach, the six-pack
nicely defined but not too body-builderish. His arms were thickly muscled but
suited his athletic frame. Deep-blue swimming trunks hid the area he most
wanted to see but he relied on the glimpses he’d had over the years and his
overripe imagination.
Thick thighs and calves
and, unbelievably, nice feet—he didn’t generally like feet—finished off the
package of perfection and Terry was suddenly extremely glad he had a book in
his lap, because his cock was beginning to swell and press against the inside
of his swimming shorts. He realized that a dip in the pool would be a pretty
good antidote—the chilly water should take the heat from his cock. And if not,
at least no one would be able to see the bulge unless they swam underwater.
It was stupid, really,
trying to hide his erection from Justin. They both knew there was something
between them, and he wanted to bury his hard cock inside Justin’s mouth or
arse, not hide it beneath a fucking book.
He began to wonder
whether they should just get together, and to hell with the consequences. It
wasn’t illegal.
Justin sat down on the
sun bed next to Terry and flashed him a smile. “Am I forgiven, then? I haven’t
got your book wet, have I?” He reached out to grab the book, presumably to try
to dry it, but Terry slammed his hand down quickly, catching Justin’s fingers
beneath his in the process, not to mention giving his cock a bit of a smack.
“No,” he ground out,
wondering how he’d managed to get even a single word to fall from his lips. As
soon as their fingers had touched he’d felt a spark that had run straight up
his arm and multiplied throughout his entire body. His ebbing erection had
immediately jumped back to attention, lifting the book slightly. He hoped
against all hope that Justin hadn’t noticed but he had no such luck.
The blond’s gaze dropped
to their still-touching fingers and, presumably, to the book and the thing
beneath it that had caused the movement. He stared for a few seconds that felt
like hours, then looked back up at Terry’s face. He opened his mouth then
closed it again. For the first time ever, it seemed Justin was speechless.
A huge splash and a
series of laughs from the pool broke the spell between them. Justin snatched
his hand back and raked it through his hair. He opened and closed his mouth
again, but for the second time nothing came out. He let out a heavy sigh and
stood up looking dazed. He appeared to have trouble putting one foot in front
of the other, as though he were drunk or had just woken from a very deep sleep.
Of course, only the two of them knew the real reason for Justin’s behavior.
Finally Justin got his
limbs to cooperate, and he made his way across to the table that held food and
drinks, sheltered from the bright sunlight by a large, green gazebo.
Terry watched him go, a
tumult of emotions running through his brain. Disappointment, confusion, anger,
lust…they all assaulted him, though admittedly the last was screaming the
loudest, a fact certainly not helped by Justin’s damp and topless state.
Now a feeling of despair
took hold of him. What the fuck was he going to do?
*****
About Lucy Felthouse
Lucy
Felthouse is the award-winning author of erotic romance novels Stately Pleasures (named in the top 5 of
Cliterati.co.uk’s 100 Modern Erotic Classics That You’ve Never Heard Of, and an
Amazon bestseller) and Eyes Wide Open (winner
of the Love Romances Café’s Best Ménage Book 2015 award, and an Amazon
bestseller). Including novels, short
stories and novellas, she has over 140 publications to her name. She owns Erotica For All, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more about
her writing at http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk,
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