Blog Tour: Character Bio - Driven Snow by Tara Lain

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Riley Prince

Age – 21

Height – 6’6”

Weight – About 210 lbs

Hair – Blonde

Eyes – Golden amber

Appearance – Golden boy

Profession – College senior; football quarterback

Vulnerabilities – A tendency to be a little too literal and to bow to peer pressure

Quirks – A great love for a very eccentric elderly lady named Mrs. Wishus and a great passion for the chess master, Snow Reynaldi, the quirkiest guy ever

Enemies – few until he comes out and then some of his team turn on him

Strengths – An ability to admit he’s wrong and a willingness to learn

Loves – football and, above all, Snowden Retnaldi

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Driven Snow
(The Pennymaker Tales, #2)
by Tara Lain

Blurb:

Young Snowden “Snow” Reynaldi is brilliant, beautiful, and alone. Though he’s shy, weird, and tolerated by the NorCal University students because he’s a renowned whiz at chess and helps put the school on the map, that doesn’t keep him from dreaming of the object of his desires, Riley Prince, championship quarterback.

When Riley needs a physics’ tutor, Snow jumps at the chance, and their relationship heats up—but Riley has to come out of the jock closet to get anywhere. Meanwhile, Snow’s one true friend and mentor, Professor Kingsley, marries a woman who secretly wants the chess tournament glory and money for herself. Soon after, the professor collapses and Snow finds himself underwater—literally. In a car!

Seven frat brothers from Grimm College rescue Snow just in time for his life to get even worse, and Snow discovers the one relationship he always wanted slipping away. With evil looming at every turn, Snow must survive if only to prove he’s the fairest of them all and regain the trust of his handsome prince.

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Excerpt

Riley walked him backward until his calves hit the edge of the couch, and he fell onto soft cushions with Riley planted on him from knees to chest, his big rod hitting Snow somewhere around the thighs. The best possible topping.

Snow opened his legs and grabbed the protuberance between them, then rubbed them together in his best caterpillar imitation.

“Holy shit!”

“Feel good?”

“Jesus, yes. Where did you learn to do that?”

“Made it up.”

“Genius.” He thrust into Snow’s tight hold. “What do you want? Anything. I’ll give it to you.”

“No, it’s your turn. You tell me what to do. Then you’ll have to show me how. But I’ll do it. I love vanilla. Want me to try to give you a blowjob? That’s why I was sneaking around.”

Still humping Snow’s legs, Riley whispered, “That sounds good, but you know what I really want?”

“No, what?”

“I want you to fuck me.”

“What? Oh God.”

“Have you ever fucked a guy?”

“Jesus, Riley, I hadn’t been kissed until you did it. When would I have gotten around to fucking?”

“Do you want to?”

His cock throbbed so hard it neared pain. “I want to do anything to you.”

“It’ll come naturally.” He rolled off Snow onto the floor, grabbed the huge bottle of lube he’d dropped earlier, and pumped some into his hands. “Let me grease up that lovely cock.” His breath came fast. He slipped Snow’s elastic down and grabbed his penis. “So beautiful.” He stroked the cool gel over it.

“D-don’t I need a condom?”

“You’re a virgin, and I haven’t had sex without a condom in years.” He shrugged. “I barely have sex, since I don’t really get turned on by girls, and I have to go a long way away to find a guy who doesn’t know me, so mostly I use my hand.” He glanced at it. “No STDs. Plus, I’ve been tested.”

Snow swallowed and nodded. The discussion made this whole thing very real.

Riley stroked more lube on Snow’s penis.

“Oh God, don’t do much of that, or I’ll never do anything else.”

“I want you in me so bad.” He pushed onto his hands and knees and started shoving lube into his butt.

Snow swallowed. He might be terrified, but his cock knew right where it wanted to be.

Riley peered over his shoulder, the lubing still underway. “You understand the principle of fucking, right?”

“Uh, I believe so.”

Riley pointed at Snow’s now very erect penis with the lube bottle, then squeezed more into his hand. “You put that in here.” He waved at his ass.

“Yes, I understand.” The last word came out as a squeak. Suddenly that idea sounded so far beyond good he bobbed up on his knees and ripped the pajama bottoms down to the floor, then sat back and pulled them off.

Riley grinned. “I like your enthusiasm.”

About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 23. Her best­selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. 

She lives with her soul­mate husband and her soul­mate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!

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Sinders and Ash

(The Pennymaker Tales Series)

by Tara Lain

Blurb: 

Housekeeper Mark Sintorella (Sinders) works diligently at a resort hotel while designing clothes anonymously, hoping to get into fashion school. Then his carefully planned life is upended with the arrival of Ashford Armitage, son of the fifth richest man in America—and the most beautiful guy Mark has ever seen. Ash must find a wife or he’ll lose his grandfather’s inheritance, and he settles on Bitsy Fanderel. But secretly Ash is gay, and the guy who cleans the fireplaces sets his heart ablaze.

Further stirring the pot is the little elf of a man, Carstairs Pennymaker, who has Mark wearing his own designs and masquerading as a girl to impress the fashion investors in the hotel. When the clock strikes twelve, two beautiful princesses line up for the wedding—but one isn’t a woman. Will the slipper fit? Only Mr. Pennymaker knows for sure.

Release Date: 
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Pennymaker turned and looked at Mark. “What are you working on?”

“Excuse me? I, uh, have to clean some fireplaces this morning. You know they keep the rooms cool just so they can use them? Makes work for me.”

“That’s not what I mean, of course.” Pennymaker turned back to the rack and pushed some jeans aside. “Aha!” His hand shot through the garments to the dress form. He made an opening in the clothes and stepped through to stand beside the red dress. “Perfect. Just beautiful. What a talent.”

“Excuse me?”

Pennymaker beamed at him. “You have exceptional design skills.”

God, it was hard to not be flattered. “Thank you, sir.” But how had Mr. P known to look for the dress? Who’d told him?

Pennymaker walked over to the chair and sat. It creaked. Hopefully the tiny man wouldn’t strain the old wood too much. “I would like to show that dress to some people.”

“Uh, who?”


“Let’s say some potential investors.”


No. He couldn’t get excited. “Really, sir? You’re in the clothing business?”


“I’m in many businesses, my boy.”


Okay, try not to be suspicious. “How did you know I was a clothing designer?”


The little man waved a hand. “That lovely T-shirt, of course.”

“No one told you?”


“Who would tell me?”


Had him there.


Pennymaker stepped back and surveyed the dress. “Now, who is your model?”


What? Mark cocked his head.


“Whom did you set the dress form to?”


“Oh, uh, myself. I, uh, don’t have anyone else. I’m pretty slim, so it works.”


“Perfect. Perfect. When do you have to be at work?”


This conversation was crazy. “In about an hour. This is my morning off. Unless they need me, of course.”


“Good. Put on the dress.”


“What? Why?”


“We’re going for a little walk through the hotel. You’ll be my… niece. Go on, go on.” He made a shooing gesture with his hands.

Mark shook his head. “Sir, I know I fit the dress to me, but that’s because I don’t have anyone else. I’m not a transvestite.”

“Never said you were, dear boy. But these people I want to have see the dress will be much more amenable to taking your designs seriously if they think of the idea themselves rather than me telling them. That’s how we all are, now isn’t it? I want them to see the clothes. We don’t have another model, and we don’t want anyone else in on our secret.”

Secret? “What if someone recognizes me?”

Pennymaker cocked his head. “That’s very unlikely. You do a good job making yourself plain and unmemorable with your cap and glasses.”

Mark felt the blush. Shoot. The man had him dead to rights.

“Besides, people see what they expect, and they certainly don’t expect to see Mark Sintorella in a dress. Now, put it on.”

Mark stepped behind the rack of clothing. He stripped to his boxer briefs and stopped. What the hell was he doing? He could jeopardize his job for this crazyassed little guy with his hairbrained scheme.

The voice came from the other side of the clothes. “Do you have it on?”

“Sir, I don’t mean to be rude, but are you sure about this? I really need the money I get from working here.”

“Tut-tut, my boy. Hurry. I want to make one tour around the lobby and public rooms before you start your shift. Time’s a wastin’.”

Mark pulled the dress over his head and let it fall into place. The skirt was just full enough to swing when he walked, so no one would notice his cock under it. “Uh, I don’t have any boobs.”

“Let me see.”


“See what? What I haven’t got?”

He stepped out.
Pennymaker looked at him studiously. “Gorgeous. You don’t have breasts, but then neither do some women to speak of. I’m more concerned about the hairy legs. Go shave, quickly.”

“What? Sir, I don’t think so….”

“This won’t be your only modeling assignment, I suspect, so think of it as a long-term investment. Consider that brilliant young model who used to walk the catwalks in both male and female shows. You’re at least her equal in beauty.”

“But—”


“No buts. This is your future. Now go!”


About the Author

Tara Lain writes the Beautiful Boys of Romance in LGBT erotic romance novels that star her unique, charismatic heroes. Her first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now somewhere around book 23. Her best­selling novels have garnered awards for Best Series, Best Contemporary Romance, Best Ménage, Best LGBT Romance, Best Gay Characters, and Tara has been named Best Writer of the Year in the LRC Awards. In her other job, Tara owns an advertising and public relations firm. She often does workshops on both author promotion and writing craft. 

She lives with her soul­mate husband and her soul­mate dog in Laguna Beach, California, a pretty seaside town where she sets a lot of her books. Passionate about diversity, justice, and new experiences, Tara says on her tombstone it will say “Yes”!

You can find Tara at

               

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