Midnight Kiss Blog hop

http://www.geminigirls.com/hop/

This is a super fun blog-hop being hosted by two of my good friends, Allyson Lindt and Sofia Gray.  And it's so easy!

It's all about kisses, you see.  Movie kisses, book kisses, on-line kisses or any kind of kiss.  And it's about giveaways!

So first up, the kiss....

There are so many epic kisses I can think of, but my favorite kind of kiss is the one that starts small and almost chaste, but the chemistry between the pair kicks in and the kiss grows deeper and more passionate until they are practically ripping clothes off each other and racing to the bedroom.

I'm not 100% sure about copyright issues involved with posting a quote from another author's work here, so I'll include a kiss from one of my own books.  So here's THE kissing scene from Chasing The Taillights.  Throughout the book Tony has been lusting after Jake, but has been too scared to tell him how he feels because Jake has never given any indication that he might be gay, and Tony is too uncertain about his own feelings to be sure  either.  After a night of emotional trauma, Tony winds up on Jake's doorstep in the wee-hours of the morning....

Jake’s just looking at me, standing by the couch, his eyes weary-looking. His hair is mashed against his head on one side, and his boxers sit low on his hips, hanging unevenly around his legs. He bends over, and before I know what’s happening, he’s knotted his hands behind my head, drawing me toward him. His lips meet mine, pressing my mouth against his. I pull him closer. I’m kissing him. Finally kissing him. And he’s kissing me! His lips are soft and full, warm, tasting a little like cinnamon candy.

It’s either a second or forever before I pull away. He steps back, and when I find the courage to look up, he’s leaning against the windowsill, wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand. What just happened? Am I dreaming?

“Have you any idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that?” Jake’s voice is shaking.

I must be dreaming. This can’t be real. Did he just say what I think he did?

“Me too.” I get up, letting the quilt drop from my shoulders. I stand before him, realizing he’s trembling too. I bend and kiss him again, gentle this time, testing the waters, seeing if this might possibly be real. His tongue touches mine, and something like electricity pulses through me, weakening my legs so I have to brace myself on the wall to keep standing.

This time he’s the one to pull away. For a long moment we just stare into each others’ eyes. I’ve never noticed the flecks of gold and brown in his before.

“So… If you’re…um… Why did…?” Words fail me. My heart’s pounding loud enough to deafen me and my lips ache to be pressed to his again.

“Why’d I freak out that day in the locker room?” Jake gives a wry grin.

I nod. How the hell did he know what I was thinking? The guy’s a genius.

“Yeah.”

He sighs and moves away from the window. “I’m a dick. I told you that. I freaked out. I’d been trying so hard not to like you, man. When you came at me like that, it scared the hell outta me. So I ran. And then I tried to find out if you meant it, remember? At that motel? After the meet?”

“I remember.” I nod again, stare down at my feet, too scared to look at him.

“I asked you, man. I pretty much came out and asked. And you blew me off.”

“I was scared too.” Admitting it is amazing. It’s like I’ve lost ten pounds in an instant. “I mean, you ran off on me the first sign of anything like that. What was I supposed to think?”

We move toward each other, lips meeting once more. I can taste last night’s booze on him in a bitter undertone.

“You’re wet,” he murmurs, jumping when my leg comes into contact with his. “And freezing. Why don’t you take those off?” His hands make their way under the towel around my waist and fumble with the top of my jeans. His fingers are warm against my cold skin. I’ve dreamed of this moment so many times, but I never imagined this heat. I moan as he tugs my pants down to my ankles and I step out of them. The towel rises in front of me as if by magic. Jake’s fingers brush against me and I clutch at his shoulders.

It’s at this moment my exhausted muscles resign and I crumple to the floor.

And didn't I mention giveaways?  Yes!  So comment on this post (and leave your email addy in the comment) and you could win an e-book copy of my soon-to-be-released novel, An Unstill Life.

But wait, there's more!

A GRAND PRIZE!

A book voucher for Liquid Silver Books! We’ll be announcing the amount soon, and the grand prize 

winner will have access to their choice of books in any e-format, directly from the publisher.

So make sure you pop around to all the blogs on the hop, comment everywhere, and you could win!