12/20/2011

Crawl in Bed With Ellis Carrington


Crawling Into Bed With
Ellis Carrington
And a Good Book


* crawls across bed* Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?
Flannel! Feel how soft and fluffy! We can really curl up and snuggle in these. I hope you don’t mind Lee, I’m extremely touchy-feely.




I sense danger approaching.  Let's hope Havan doesn't read that part, huh? What are you wearing?
When given the option, I always come to bed in the nude, but it’s getting chilly this time of year. I might opt for something fleecy. It depends on whether you mind me rubbing against you when I get chilly, Lee.


*chuckles* Not sure how that'll work, since I'm usually freezing. What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?
Each other? Okay that was just awful, I was thinking like vampires or zombies because you know I write mostly paranormal creatures, and it came out sounding naughty. Can you believe that? Shame on me. I think I recall we share a mutual fondness for roasted nuts…okay, that sounds a little naughty as well, doesn’t it? I’m so sorry…


I"m absolutely certain that that was unintentional, Ellis. I mean, who would believe that we were getting up to anything naughty here?  If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?
Let’s see here…I have a copy of “The New Joy of Gay Sex,” What a classic. Excellent pictures in that book. His Name is John by Dorien Grey, a book light and spare AA batteries, and some almond hand lotion and lip balm. It’s important to stay moisturized when the winter air gets dry. Oh, and the charger for my phone and my iPad, because I would climb the walls without technology to tether me to sanity.  


Oh, wow! I totally loved His Name is John!  Dorien Grey is awesome. Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night? I’m either a kicker or a cover stealer. A lot of it depends on the other person. (insert suggestive nudging and winking, here)


I'm not sure, but it sounded like you just threatened to kick me if I didn't let you steal the covers. Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?
Only if I can rub my legs against you like a cricket!


Oh, fine.  The things I suffer through in order to read a good book! What are we reading?

Amor Prohibido—Available from Amber Allure and Amazon.com

Blurb:

Jacob Freehan has no job, no man, and no motivation. In pain both from ending a long-term abusive relationship and a severe back injury, he escapes to the sunny seaside town of Puerto Morelos, Mexico for a little yoga, a little R&R, and possibly a place to quietly end his own life.

Pakal is a centuries-old immortal Mayan spirit guide who has been charged with getting Jacob on the path toward healing. Romantic involvement with a spirit charge is strictly forbidden, and it has never been a problem...until now. Pakal sees something special in Jacob, but failure to keep a rapidly growing attraction at bay could result in Jacob losing his life and Pakal being condemned to the Underworld forever... 
Excerpt:
They were plodding carefully through a large corridor of stalactites and stalagmites that gave the appearance of a giant shark’s mouth, when Jacob stepped absently and slipped. Pakal grabbed Jacob from behind, just narrowly preventing him from being impaled on the business end of a sharp, vertically jutting piece of rock. Many a tourist had landed at the nearby clinic for such accidents.
“Shit.”
“I warned you to be careful of where you stepped. It’s slippery in here.” Pakal’s breath was heavy, and he was panting right in Jacob’s ear. His heart thudded against the thinner man’s back. Their bodies vibrated together as if they shared the same skin. They were dangling over a great precipice just then, and for the life of him Pakal was too caught up in the thrill to truly care about the consequences. He tightened his grip around Jacob’s naked waist and his light slipped from his fingers into the water. It was stupid. It was dangerous.
It was too late.
The thought was interesting, but fleeting, as Pakal’s hand dipped inside of Jacob’s loose, surfer-style swim shorts.
“Holy, Jesus. What are you doing?” The words held a note of obligatory protest, but even as he said them Jacob’s ass pushed into Pakal’s crotch, and his forearm and head came to rest against the curve of the cave wall. Both men breathed heavily, totally in sync.
“Keep it down,” Pakal whispered. Gods, Jacob’s cock was smooth. Deliciously soft and hard at the same time. “You’re so tense. I’m helping you to loosen up.”
Jacob’s breath hitched. “Someone could come by here any minute.” Yet even as he said it, Jacob’s hard length fucked faster into Pakal’s wet fist. His dick was perfect against Pakal’s skin; it was long and thin, with only a small amount of soft hair at the base. Pakal’s fingers strayed for a moment to roll Jacob’s weighty sac in his hand, and he longed to feel it inside of his mouth.
“Better be fast, then,” Pakal breathed.
Amor Prohibido is available from Amber Allure and Amazon


Also check out Goodreads for Ellis’s free short story, Yes, Sir. Find out more at EllisCarrington.com, Ellis’s author page on Facebook, or on Twitter @MMbyEllis.

4 comments:

  1. *jealous growls...then sees pretty shiney book cover and bounces on Lee to peer over Ellis's shoulder* Ooooh...pretty cover! Your book sounds really good, Ellis! I can't wait to read it...*giggles*

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  2. Hi, Havan! Oh, I'm so glad you like the cover!! And umm...I have NO idea what got into my when I crawled into bed with Lee, but I was a good girl, I swear! ;-)

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  3. LOL, great interview! The book sounds hot!

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  4. Thanks, Kellie! I hope you enjoy it. :)

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