Taking Lance Changes, Some Personal Stuff

Thanks to all who have downloaded Finding Alex. I’m happy to finally have the Taking Lance series behind me. I’ll miss the guys but they all got their happily-ever-afters.

A few things in regards to the Taking Lance series…

I’m redoing all the paperbacks in that series and my other books. I’ve been unhappy with the way they were so I’m starting from scratch.

I’m working on combining the entire series into one edition. It’ll be available in both e-book and paperback in the coming weeks.

Now to something I’ve not wanted to do but it’s kind of necessary…

I’ve mentioned in the past how Barnes & Noble did an erotica sweep awhile back and removed a lot of authors’ books without any type of warning. A lot of mine were in that sweep so I just removed them all. Recently I discovered that Taking Lance (#1 in the series) has been removed from iBooks and all other e-tailers except Kobo, Smashwords, and Amazon. I’ve done everything imaginable to get it back on those sites but it’s not happening. The reasons are (and I’m quoting here), “The content is primarily of an erotic nature, intended to stir sexual desire,” and “Prohibited Explicit or Objectionable Content (Informational).”

I’m pulling the ‘Lance’ books from everywhere except Amazon. I hate doing it but it’s kind of senseless to have books two through four and not the one that actually starts the series. I’ve voiced my displeasure over Smashwords so taking them off there isn’t a chore. I get about a third of my sales from Kobo but not from the ‘Lance’ series. If they’re strictly on Amazon I’ll be putting them back in Kindle Unlimited.

This is ONLY the Taking Lance series. I’ll be leaving all my others on the sites they’re on now.

I absolutely despise the exclusivity of KDP Select (KU) but if they’re just going to be on Amazon I might as well enroll them again. I’ll see how things go for 90 days and take it from there.

Check out the new Keeping Lance cover. I’ve been wanting to change the cover for a long time. I’m liking the new one SO much better.

Willy, #5

Still no title. I’ve narrowed it down to three or four. It’s just deciding on which one. I know what word I want to use but it just doesn’t sound right in regards to the series. If you’ve followed me for any length of time you know that I go through this every year. 🙂 And for the first time ever, I’m going back and forth between two covers. *bangs head*

It’ll all come together. It always does.

This & That & Personal Stuff

It’s almost the middle of August (already!) and I don’t feel like I’ve accomplished much in 2018 so far. I’ve published one book, Finding Alex, but I’ve not written anything original in awhile. Granted, I’ve been slowly working on Willy, #5, but it was completed months ago with the exception of a couple of sex scenes and minor holiday details. It’s hard to write Christmasy stuff when it feels like it’s 100-plus degrees outside. 🙂

I don’t think I’ve read a book that wasn’t mine since January. I’m normally a huge reader so to not read in that amount of time is highly unusual for me. I’m obviously not focusing constantly on my writing or more than one book would’ve been published (or at least written) this year. I have about a dozen completed stories that I could do final self-edits on right now and have them out in a week or two. It’s just not happening. It’s frustrating because my whole life there have been two things to help me escape and that’s reading and writing.

The last couple of years, as I’ve said many times, have been rough. My husband is the only person on this planet who even has a clue of what I’ve had to deal with. As a result, my ADHD has been off the charts. I get antsy and I have a hard time sitting still for long periods of time or concentrating. My brain is all over the place. If you have ADHD you know exactly what I’m talking about. If not, imagine the feeling of dozens of things going on in your head at once 24/7. I’ve conditioned myself over the years to compartmentalize some of those things so it’s not as bad. I’ve not been able to do that for the past few months. The first half of the year I was dealing with my mom’s issues. Now that I can take a deep breath and start taking care of myself I’m having a hard time doing it.

I also have episodes of hyper focus, another symptom of my ADHD. The hyper focus for me is much worse than the scattered feeling. With the hyper focus I get fixated on one thing. No matter what I’m doing or who I’m with, that one thing is front and center. Until I accomplish whatever task it is, it literally controls my life. That’s not me being dramatic. It’s my fact.

I hear a lot of people go on about how ADHD and ADD aren’t real. I’d love for those people to live in my brain for 30 minutes.

All this is nothing new as I’ve been dealing with ADHD my whole life. It’s just lasted longer this go ’round than in years past.

Enough of that.

I hope you all have a great weekend. I’ll update on the ‘Lance’ stuff again soon.

Until next time,

Candi

P.S. Please don’t send me nasty messages about the ADHD memes. I’m not making light of it. I live it every day of my life. And (re: the 2nd meme), I’ve never in my life felt like an idiot over it. It’s simply part of who I am.

 

New Release & Excerpt: Finding Alex (Taking Lance, #4)

Finding Alex (Taking Lance, #4) has finally been published. It’s been a long road to get here for a variety of reasons. I can’t tell you how much I appreciate all of you who have read the series.

In Finding Alex, all loose ends (Jenna and Lauren, Travis’ mother and stepfather) are finally tied up. Rick and Lance finally get married. The wedding is told in their POV in Marrying Lance. It’s told in Dean’s in Finding Alex.

You first met Alex and Dean as an established couple in Saving Travis. Now you can see how they got where they are.

Below is an excerpt from Dean. To set it up, Alex is at the lowest point of his divorce battle. Not wanting to be thrown into the media fray, Dean’s about to take off.

The photos are the character inspirations for both Alex and Dean. Can you tell I love Antonio Borges, my Alex inspiration? He’s a few years younger than my Alex but look at him. 😉

Finding Alex CANNOT be read as a standalone. To understand the characters and events you would need to read the others in the series.

Blurb –

Alexander Langdon and Dean Collins have been together for five years. They’ve had to overcome some obstacles, the least of which being their twenty-year age difference.

In less than a week, Rick Preston and Lance Scott will be saying their vows. After four years and a lot of drama, they’re now ready to commit in the eyes of the law.

After a heated discussion with Rick, Alex starts doubting his and Dean’s relationship. He’s wanted to get married for years, but Dean refuses to take that final step. They’re committed heart and soul. Why do they need a ceremony and piece of paper to prove it? Alex just wants to be able to call him husband. This has both men reflecting on what brought them together.

From Dean’s family secrets, to Alex’s very public divorce, they’ve been through it all. Will Dean get over his fears and finally do the one thing Alex wants most? Or will this issue continue to grow until it pushes the two men completely apart?

Finding Alex is the final story in the Taking Lance series. The wedding, told from Dean’s point of view in Finding Alex, is also told in its entirety by Rick and Lance in Marrying Lance, a bonus story at the end of the book. Free e-copies of Marrying Lance are also available at most e-tailers and via request from the author.

The series is best read in order to understand characters and events.

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Excerpt –

In the coming weeks I refused to meet up with Alex because he was being hounded everywhere he went. Some even went so far as to try to gain access to the building that houses the penthouse. They didn’t get beyond the lobby. Tenants pay handsomely for privacy and security and each person who tried to gain entry was promptly removed. If they persisted, the police were brought in. He and I did speak a few times on the phone but we didn’t see each other again until the height of the public divorce fight when I should have been running in the opposite direction. I tried to run in the opposite direction. I spent weeks watching everything play out and wondering why I hadn’t already moved on.

I’d always moved on.

One day I made the decision to leave.

I could get my revenge later. Doing it during a very public divorce battle was probably not the best time. I’d waited for over a decade. I could wait a little while longer. I packed my bag and was seconds from checking out of the cheap motel and jumping on my Harley and heading up north somewhere. Then I reached for the remote to turn off the TV and stopped short.

I knew at that moment that I wasn’t going anywhere.

There was a live shot of Alex being grilled by reporters as he attempted to leave his law practice. He looked tired and unwell. It was as if the fight had completely gone out of him. When he looked at the camera with circles under his eyes and a look of utter defeat I knew at that moment that I was in love with the man and that I’d go to my grave making sure he never felt defeated again.

One photo after another of Alex in sexual situations with men had been plastered all over the newspapers and the local television news. Most were blurred and couldn’t definitively identify Alex, but it was enough to hurt his public image. The ones of me standing naked inside the motel room of Mick’s were included in those photos. Thankfully the photographer wasn’t very skilled because only Alex and I could confirm for sure that it was us standing inside that door. There were none of Travis Jordan and Marcus Parker, which surprised me. Howard Mills was seen speaking to reporters on a daily basis threatening lawsuits for the slanderous photos and videos being publicized.

Through it all, Alex never said one harsh word about his estranged wife. He took the high road and allowed such vicious and brutal things to be said about him without resorting to doing the same about Vanessa. On one hand, it made him look like the better person. On the other, it made it look like he wasn’t defending himself against his wife because all the things she’d been saying were true. It was a double-edged sword.

I knew as I watched him trying his damnedest just to get to his car in the parking lot of his law practice that there was no way in hell I’d ever be leaving him. None of it made sense, but it didn’t have to. I knew what was in my heart and I believed with complete certainty that Alex felt the same about me. He was barely in his car with his seat belt fastened before I took out my phone and sent a text.

Tell security to let me

in your building.

I’ll be there in twenty.

D

I’d barely taken my jacket off inside his penthouse several minutes later when I heard the sounds of the code being punched in outside the door. Before even one word was spoken, I opened my arms and he practically collapsed when he walked into them.

“It’s okay, Alex,” I whispered in his hair. “I’m here, and I’m not going anywhere.”

When he pulled back to look at me, his sad expression was almost my undoing. I pulled out of the embrace and took his hand. He didn’t fight me as I led him to his bedroom and slowly removed his suit and tie.

“I-”

“Shh,” I said as I placed my finger over his lips. “It’s just you and me here. Let me take care of you.”

He looked at me sadly and I removed my finger.

“I figured you’d be long gone by now,” he whispered.

I shook my head.

“I couldn’t leave.”

“Why?”

Instead of answering I cupped his cheek with my palm and leaned in and kissed him softly. My hand went from his face to his neck and I slowly massaged it as I took the kiss deeper. He moaned into my mouth and pulled me close to him, my clothed body flush with his naked one.

No more words were spoken as I undressed and Alex laid flat on his back on the bed. He looked so vulnerable. I wondered in that moment if he’d ever had any type of peace in his life. From his parents, to his wife, to his career, I doubted it very seriously.

“What would make you happy, Alex?” I asked him from the foot of the bed.

“To be able to live my life for me,” he answered without hesitation.

I got a condom from the drawer next to the bed and rolled it down over my dick, then reached over and grabbed the lube and poured some on my right hand. He pulled his legs up to his chest, spreading them for me.

“You’re the most beautiful man I’ve ever laid eyes on, Alexander Langdon,” I whispered as I crawled on the bed between his legs.

I took my time preparing him for my dick, neither of us in a rush.

My heart ached knowing how bad he was hurting. All I wanted to do was take his pain away. I never would’ve dreamed that Alex Langdon, of all people, would be the man I’d fall head over heels in love with in a matter of weeks. No. I think I fell in love with him before I ever met him when I knew it couldn’t be possible.

“Please, Dean,” he whispered as I slowly stretched his asshole. “I need you.”

I slowly pulled my fingers out and crawled over his body, keeping my weight off with my arms on either side of him. I placed my lips against his for a brief moment before pulling back and looking him in the eye.

“I need you too. So bad.” When his eyes teared up I almost lost it. “It’s okay, Alex. I’ve got you and I’m not letting go. You’re not alone anymore.”

I moved down his body and guided my dick to his hole, my eyes on his as I took my time entering him. He didn’t flinch. I slowly made love to him – this wasn’t just a quick fuck – giving him all of me. I took his cock in my hand and slowly stroked it as I moved mine in and out of him. He closed his eyes and lifted his lower body to meet each of my slow thrusts.

“Open your eyes, Alex. Watch me as I make love to you.”

His eyes popped open.

“Is that what you’re doing, making love to me, Dean?” he asked, the nervousness in his voice obvious.

“Yes.”

“I’ve never made love before,” he murmured.

“Me either,” I responded as I started moving my lower body a little faster.

“It’s always just been fucking.”

“Not this time, Alex.”

No more words were spoken as we both moved toward the finish line. I think we both knew in those few moments that our lives would never be the same again. When we came, we came together, our eyes still on each other.

When it was over, I pulled out and disposed of the condom and wiped off my hand and his stomach. I got back on the bed and pulled him close.

“Did I make a mistake, Dean?” he asked, his face on my shoulder. “I knew it would be bad, but I never anticipated this.”

I slid my hand up and down his back.

“Only you can answer that question, Alex.”

His eyes came up to meet mine.

“Why are you here?” he asked me.

I could’ve made a joke. I could’ve just said I was horny. I could’ve done a lot of things. I went with the truth.

“Because you shouldn’t be fighting this alone.” I leaned down and kissed him softly on the lips before pulling back. “And because I’m in love with you.”

His eyes went wide. He opened his mouth to speak, but I placed a finger over his lips to stop him.

“I’m not asking for a declaration from you. You’ve got enough going on in your life right now, and I know a relationship is the last thing you need or probably want. I don’t believe in beating around the bush or wasting time. You said there was something special between us. I know that with certainty now. If you’re willing to have me, I will fight with you, and I’ll be by your side through it all. If you’re not ready to come out, I’ll respect that and remain in the background until you are. I know I said before that I wouldn’t, but I know it’ll take time for things to settle enough for you to be comfortable being public with a male partner; hell, with any partner. If I’ve read things wrong with you, now is a good time to tell me so I can get out of your life before I’m in so deep I’m unable to.”

I moved my finger from his lips.

“I think I fell in love with you the second I saw you at the bar.”

My heart full, I wrapped my arms tighter around him.

“Then we’ll get through this together,” I said over the lump in my throat. “You and me.”

Flashback Friday #1: Taking Lance (Part 1)

Taking Lance (#1) is .99 at Smashwords until the end of July! You can find the link here.

Special Note: All books in the Taking Lance series will be combined into one large edition in the coming months, a few weeks after the finale, Finding Alex, is published.

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For my first Flashback Friday I thought I’d go back to where it all began. Taking Lance was my first published story.

The first in the series, it introduces the reader to Rick Preston and Lance Scott. If you’re not a fan of substantial age differences in books, main characters having sex with others on-page, or stepparent and stepchild relationships, this won’t be for you. It is bi-erotica and Rick is openly bisexual and has sex with both males and females on-page.

A special thanks to Kazza at On Top Down Under for allowing me to steal the Lance photo. 😉 Check out her NSFW review.

The excerpt is NSFW and pure erotica. I guess you can say that this is the scene that sets things up for Rick and Lance later. 😉

 

Blurb –

Forty-year-old Rick, who is bisexual, had to marry a woman or lose a large inheritance from his homophobic father. The marriage is loveless and practically sexless, but he plans to stick it out just long enough to collect his cash. Horny and frustrated, that changes when Rick meets his wife’s eighteen-year-old son, Lance.

Rick and Lance’s story is continued in Keeping Lance, part 2 of the series.

Excerpt –

I wait until Jenna is asleep and quietly make my way to the outside of Lance’s bedroom door. The door that is conveniently cracked open a few inches. Lance is sitting on the side of the bed facing me, though he’s not aware of that fact. His pants and underwear are at his ankles and Mandy, fully dressed, is on her knees with her back to me, taking his hard cock in and out of her mouth. Her hands are stroking the few inches of his dick that won’t fit. From where I’m standing, I can tell his cock is at least seven inches, and thick. His hands are in her long hair and his eyes are closed as he slowly fucks her mouth, moaning, his hips lifting off the bed with each forward thrust of his dick.

I don’t stop to think. All I can see is Lance’s cock going in and out of Mandy’s wet mouth and I know I have to have my own relief right then. I’ve been so horny since he started living under my roof and I know I can’t let this moment go to waste. Before I realize what I’m doing, I’m pushing the door open a little more and my pants are unzipped and my aching cock is in my hand. I’ve been leaking precum since I watched Lance and Mandy in the car. There is more than enough lubrication for me to stroke myself as I watch Lance getting a blow job from his new girlfriend.

Never taking my eyes off of Lance’s dick as it moves in and out of Mandy’s mouth, I start to stroke my cock, my hand twisting at the head with each upward stroke. Making a fist, I fuck my hand quickly, my eyes never leaving the sexy boy in front of me. I must have moaned, or the wet sounds coming from the door alerted Lance to my presence, because he opens his eyes and looks right at me, my cock jacking my hand the whole time. I almost stop and back out of the room but I am right there and I can’t force myself to move. The look on his face registers surprise at first, but then he surprises me by moaning louder and fucking Mandy’s face harder and faster, his eyes never leaving mine. That’s all it takes for me to cum hard in my fist with a quiet groan, Lance watching me the whole time. When I put my hand to my mouth and lick off my release, he jerks forward, and with a loud groan, cums down Mandy’s throat.

Knowing it is time to take my leave, I back away from the door, with one last look at Lance. His softening cock is now lying on his thigh and Mandy is moving to stand. His eyes never leave mine until I am completely out of his sight.

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