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Blog Tour: The Innocent Auction by Victoria Sue

The Innocent Auction by Victoria Sue
Publisher: Victoria Sue; 1 edition (December 27, 2015)
Amazon Kindle: The Innocent Auction

Blurb: London 1810.
Their love was a death sentence.
Deacon, Viscount Carlisle, was aware of the slums and gin-lanes of London. Just as he was aware of the underground traffic that furnished the brothels and bath houses with human innocents. He was also aware that the so-called justice system would hang the accused without much of an attempt at a defense, unless the unfortunate had deep pockets to pay for it.
He just hadn’t expected to be directly involved in any of it.

It started with a plea for help and ended with forbidden love, the love between a Viscount and a stable-boy. An impossible love and a guarantee of the hangman's noose.
Will Deacon fight for Tom? Will he risk the death sentence and take that fight from the stately halls of his English mansion to the horrors of Newgate Prison and the slums of London?
Or will he realize that if he doesn't, death will be a welcome end to the loneliness of the sentence he is already living?

Excerpt:

Tom was stunning in the candlelight. The servant’s clothes he wore were a hundred times softer than the rough shirt he had taken off him in the stables. Tom’s skin was just as soft, though, the muscles just as firm, and the reaction to Deacon’s touch just as thrilling.
He heard the small moan from Tom’s lips as he pulled the shirt from his trousers, his fingers touching the skin on his abdomen. Tom lifted his arms above his head in silent invitation, and Deacon’s cock swelled in eagerness. Tom let his arms fall as the shirt was thrown aside, and Deacon hurriedly unbuttoned his trousers, as Tom’s fingers went to work on Deacon’s.
Neither of them said a word. It wasn’t just fear that they would be heard, but more an affirmation that while ever they didn’t speak, they were equals, lovers. The sensation of Tom’s teeth as he grazed his collarbone was perfect. Something to be celebrated, not reviled. Surely something that made him feel so complete could never be a sin? For in that one moment, Deacon didn’t have to pretend anymore and he was content.
In moments, Tom had him undressed. “Stay still.”
Deacon groaned as the order went straight to his cock.
Tom’s calloused fingers swept over his shoulders and down his chest. Tom’s nails dug in around his nipples, and Deacon swayed towards him with every pull as if there were invisible strings attached. Tom bent his head, his warm lips drugging Deacon’s movements till they stilled. How could his skin vibrate as if alive, yet his body remain immovable as if cast in stone?
When Tom knelt in front of him, Deacon gasped. “You—” can’t? That was ridiculous, and Deacon bit the words off before they were uttered. His breaths came out in hurried gasps when Tom looked up, blue eyes on fire almost as they smoldered with heat.
Deacon almost couldn’t breathe as Tom wrapped his lips around his cock. His knees wobbled, inspiring Tom to bring two strong hands around to clasp his buttocks, pulling him nearer and making Tom almost seem to swallow him.
Almost immediately, Deacon felt the tingles in his spine. He had to hang on, and he threaded his fingers through Tom’s hair, desperate for some anchor before he exploded. Thrice. He’d had this done three times by whores, but never had he wished to think of something else while it was being done. Tom had his full attention.
“Oh.” Deacon pressed his lips together hard as Tom’s teeth scraped back and his tongue followed the fold on his foreskin, pushing it back slowly. He could nearly feel the come rush from his balls at the same speed as the blood pounding through his veins. Tom must have sensed this, because when Deacon’s back arched, he intensified the suction nearly to the point of pain, his fingers digging in Deacon’s buttocks to keep him close. That sinful tongue and commanding mouth wringing Deacon’s orgasm from him.
Deacon gasped. Eyes blinded by momentous pressure that rose in him and threatened to take over his body. He heard a small satisfied sound from the man on his knees and that was it, the catalyst that sent him over the edge. Deacon shot his pleasure into the warm mouth compelling it thus, and flung his head back, mouth open in a silent cry, his legs supported only by Tom’s hands.
Deacon’s cock jerked a final time just as Tom swallowed around it and let it drop from his lips. His eyes still closed, he felt the pressure from Tom’s hand pushing him backwards towards the bed. One more step, and Deacon hit the bed with the back of his knees, which folded, ably helped by the push of Tom’s hand. Deacon felt the bed dip and a cautious tongue lick at the side of his throat until he moved his head to the side to give the man better access. He vaguely heard a chuckle, and answered it with a tilt of his lips. He had neither the command of his body nor the presence of mind to do any other.
He just needed a minute. Then he would explore the gorgeous body laid beside him and return the favor. Just one minute.



Meet the author: Has loved books for as long as she can remember. Books were always what pocket money went on and what usually Father Christmas brought. When she ran out of her kids' adventure stories, she would go raid her mom's. By the age of eight she was devouring classics like Little Women, and fell in love with love stories.
She especially loves writing gay romance because as far as she’s concerned the only thing better than one hot guy, is two of them.

1) Tell us about your book.
Hi – The Innocent Auction is set in England in 1810. My two main characters are Deacon who is estranged from his father, an Earl, and currently lives in London.
Tom is an orphan and a commoner. He has existed on the streets of London for three years until he gets himself into a huge mess that Deacon rescues him from. Deacon sends him to live and work as a stable boy on his father’s grand estate in the country.
Fast forward five years and Deacon finds out his father is dead and the estate is bankrupt. He goes home and meets an all grown-up Tom.

2) How difficult was it to get into the main character’s head?
I write the book from the point of view of both characters. I read an account of a trial at the time when I thought about writing this story, and both characters immediately started talking to me. Homosexuality was a hanging offence. The fact that one was a lord and one was a commoner meant they couldn’t even be friends in the eyes of society. I had to write this to get them a happy ever after.

3) Is this book a standalone or do you plan on visiting it again?
The book itself is standalone, but I am currently writing The Innocent Betrayal which tells the story of one of the minor characters in the book.

4) Why did you choose to write M/M stories?
Because I think they have a harder time getting their happy ever after, and I wanted to be responsible for a few of them, even if they are only in books.

5) Where do you find your inspiration?
Things just come to me. I sometimes get the title of a book without having a clue what the story is going to be about. I wrote one of my books based on a photo in a magazine.

Where to find the author:
www.victoriasue.com
@vickysuewrites
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/sue.kellett
Goodreads Link: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/28236823-the-innocent-auction



Tour Dates & Stops:
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26-Jan Boy Meets Boy Reviews, Elaine White, Kirsty Loves Books, Caraway Carter, BFD Book Blog
27-Jan Scattered Thoughts & Rogue Words, Happily Ever Chapter, Elisa - My Reviews and Ramblings, Book Lovers 4Ever
28-Jan Inked Rainbow Reads, Alpha Book Club, Love Bytes
29-Jan Because Two Men Are Better Than One, Molly Lolly, Bayou Book Junkie, Velvet Panic, Cheekypee Reads and Reviews

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