Happy Release Day to Santino Hassell!
We are thrilled to have Santino Hassell with us today as he celebrates the release of First and First… the third book in the hugely popular and truly AMAZING series… Five Boroughs. Go check it out!
First and First
Series ~ Five Boroughs #3
Publisher ~ Dreamspinner Press
Published ~ 18th April 2016
Genre ~ Contemporary M/M Romance
Caleb Stone was raised on the Upper East Side, where wealth and lineage reigns, and “alternative lifestyles” are hidden. It took him years to come out to his family, but he’s still stuck in the stranglehold of their expectations. Caleb knows he has to build his confidence and shake things up, but he doesn’t know how… until Oliver Buckley enters the picture.
Oli is everything Caleb isn’t—risk-taking, provocative, and fiercely independent. Disowned by his family, Oli has made his own way in the world and is beholden to no one. After a chance encounter on New Year’s Eve, Caleb is smitten.
As Caleb sheds the insecurities that have held him back for years, he makes bold steps toward changing his career and escaping years of sexual repression. But for Caleb to take full control of his life, he has to be brave enough to confront his feelings and trust Oli with his heart.
“Chasing after you is starting to become tedious.”
I turned around and pressed my back against the bar. In the flickering LED lights, Oli looked like a spectral figure stalking toward me from the lit portal of the archway.
“Then stop chasing me,” I said. “You barely know me. Just because we slept together—”
“We fucked. There was very little sleeping.”
“Fine. We may have fucked, but before recently, we’ve never had a full conversation. We’re not friends. There’s no need for you to come hunting me down whenever you think I’m in distress.”
“Who says your distress is my concern?” Oli pressed his hands flat against the bartop and fenced me in. “Maybe I just want to effectively have a conversation with you. Even if you’re making it more difficult than I usually have the patience to deal with.”
“So don’t deal with it.” I put my hand on his shoulder but didn’t force him away. “Go find some swinger party.”
Oli leaned closer until our chests were aligned. “Maybe I will. I don’t see what that has to do with you.”
“It has nothing to do with me,” I retorted. “I’m not like you.”
“And yet I have this feeling that you want to be.” Oli nodded, watching me from beneath a fall of messy dark hair. “And that’s the real reason you’re so pissed off.”
“Maybe.” I shrugged stiffly. “Maybe I’m jealous. Either way, it’s too late for that now. Why don’t you run along and find someone more exciting and sexually free to play with? As you said, I’m prone to complications.”
“No,” Oli said simply. “I think I’ll keep trying to play with you.”
“I like you.”
“You like me,” I repeated with a strained laugh. “You just read me the riot act over me potentially liking you a little too much.”
“How?” My voice rose in the silent room. “How is that—you know what? Never mind. If you’re afraid I’m carrying a torch for you just because you ejaculated in my ass, I suggest you rethink that assumption. You’re the one who keeps chasing me down and groping me. Maybe you should be reciting your speech about keeping things simple to yourself instead of lecturing me. It wouldn’t have fazed me to walk out of that event and go home alone tonight.”
“Are you sure about that?”
“Yes, I’m pretty goddamn sure.”
Oli had no smart retort for that response. He stood without speaking, but he didn’t ease the crush of our bodies against the bar. If anything, he leaned against me harder. So close I could smell the sweet cherry scent of beer on his breath and the subtler hints of cologne.
I wished I could see his face clearly. To read his expression and figure out why he was standing so silently, looking at me in the darkness, and insistent on forcing me into this standoff.
“What do you want from me?”
“I want to be your friend.”
“A friend who touches my dick in public.”
I felt the hint of a smile against my cheek.
“Those are the best kind,” he said in my ear. “I fuck around with a lot of my friends. Intimacy doesn’t have to be normative. We can just… enjoy each other’s company and sometimes enjoy each other’s bodies. And right now I want to enjoy yours.”
“Your hot body.” Oli dropped his hand between us. He palmed my dick again, and I had to swallow a groan. “I think you need to expand your view of sex and relationships.”
My pulse rocketed but my voice was steady. “More New Age crap?”
“Heh.” He cupped me harder. “This doesn’t have anything to do with spirituality and channeling unless I’m going to reach a heightened state by being a few inches deep in your ass.”
A breathless laugh burst out of me and stirred his tousled hair. It was a moment when mortification or discomfort should have seized me but didn’t.
“You have a dirty mouth.”
“You like it dirty.” Oli stopped kneading my extending bulge and dragged his fingertips against my zipper. “You like it messy. And rough.”
“You’re an expert?” My hands twitched from a desire to touch him, but I kept them still even as my breathing became erratic. “After one night?”
“One night that was the equivalent of four and a half fucks. I know a lot, baby.” He went quiet again. Watching and waiting, maybe for me to make the first move, but I couldn’t.
“We can’t fool around now.”
“It’s closed down here on weeknights unless there’s an event.”
Oli dipped his head down and latched his mouth on to the base of my throat. My protests turned into a ragged moan, but I still didn’t touch him. I didn’t move even when he sucked harder, probably leaving a mark, and reached around to grab my ass. His fingers dug in so hard that I could feel the tips of them curving inward to press into my crack.
It was just a simple, kneading motion through a layer of cotton, but it set me aflame. My dick went from hard to throbbing, and my hands flew up to clench against him. I jerked him forward, yanked his head up, and kissed him as my breath came out in uneven bursts. The frantic pace was a complete contrast to the sensuous way our kisses had played out in my fantasy renditions of New Year’s Eve, but it didn’t seem to faze him.
He alternated between stroking my tongue with his own and sucking it into his mouth, and then settled for tonguing me with a desperate urgency that stole my breath even as I tried to keep up. And when he shoved his hand down the back of my pants and pressed the pads of his fingers between my ass cheeks, I stopped trying. My body went molten after the first prodding touch against my hole, and I thought for one absurd moment that I would come from that alone.
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Meet Santino Hassell
Santino is an author of gay romance that is heavily influenced by the gritty, urban landscape of New York City, his belief that human relationships are complex and flawed, and his own life experiences. His new book,FIRST AND FIRST, is the third in the Five Boroughs series and will be released on April 18, 2016. It is a standalone with a HEA ending.
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