By Megan Erickson and Santino Hassell
My life plan is to be brutally honest all the way to the bank. Don’t believe me? I run a popular YouTube channel called TrashyZane, and my claim to fame is oversharing about every aspect of my personal life. Sometimes while tipsy. Not everyone loves my style, but I have a long history of icing out people who can’t handle me. I have no time for judgmental foolishness.
Except, apparently, when it comes to Beau Starr. His channel is the polar opposite of mine, and so is he. Wholesome, inspirational, and clean-cut. Everything about him should turn me off, but when we hook up following a confrontation at a convention, my world flips upside down. Not only does Beau Starr turn me on, he uses the exact combination of dirty talk and roughness needed to turn me out.
But we still hate each other. I think.
I shifted closer to him, and, like an invisible rope was pulling us together, he leaned into me, until I could feel his breath and the heat from his body. I cupped his face, rubbing my thumb over the corner of his lip, then closed the distance between us to press a soft kiss to his lips. I didn’t control this kiss, and neither did he. It was an equal give and take, a push and pull of our tongues, our breaths, as our hands grasped each other’s faces, hair, skin.
Every time with Zane had been a rush to get off, but this time, I wanted to explore his mouth, to enjoy the kiss without it being foreplay. It was the main attraction to moan into Zane’s mouth, to feel his soft, huffed breaths.
When I pulled away, I was dizzy, and Zane’s eyes were glazed, his lips wet and puffy. I was terrified at what I felt in that moment, how much I wanted to fall back into the kiss, to not worry about what anyone thought, or how Beau Starr would be forever changed if word got out he’d fallen for TrashyZane.
And in this car with Los Angeles spread out before us, I didn’t want to think about anything but the messy, long-haired boy who’d managed to loosen my tongue and just about every other part of me. “I kinda like you, Zane. A lot.”
His eyelids fell to half-mast. “I like you too, Beau. A lot.”
Beau: So we won’t see each other until Saturday?
Beau: I want you here after lunch so I can fuck you.
Zane: How could I say no?
Beau: You can’t. Be here. Wear your fishnets.
Zane: Yes, Beau.
Separately, I worship the ground these two authors write on. But together, damn. I am in love with Santino’s voice. His words. And Megan’s ability to write men that you can’t help but swoon for, the combination just makes me happy.
“I’ll show you there’s a reason I don’t blast my sex life all over YouTube.”
Mature Content is book 4 in the Cyberlove series, and it involves Zane and Beau. While you can read this as a standalone, why would you want to? But seriously. These two boys are introduced to you in prior books and I would be lying if I said I was not waiting for this one for what seem’s like for-ever.
Beau and Zane are both, in their own right, star’s of You-Tube. And, they hate each other. Like, would rather hear nails on a chalkboard than be in the same room hate each other. Zane is everything Beau detests in a streamer and as a person, it would seem. While Zane simply KNOWS Beau is hiding something behind is cheery all is right in the world attitude. And Zane LOVES to pick at Beau. And secretly, ya, Beau loves it.
“I think you’ve had guys turn you out and make you drool, but I don’t think you’ve ever had the kind of sex that you don’t even want to talk about, because you’re scared it was all a dream.”
And color me done. I started this book one day and literally accomplished nothing until I was finished, the same day. I am so utterly in love with Zane it is not even funny. I just want to hug this kid, tell him it’s all gonna be ok. And while I also like Beau, I did not like that it took him a hot minute to figure out the truth. He was too preoccupied with what people would think, and with his past, to realize what was in front of him was the REAL DEAL.
“What would it be like to kiss Zane without the hang-up of sex? Just a press of the lips, a brief taste. Did he kiss slow? Fast?”
5WickedGoodStars for Mature Content. And I cannot wait to see what is next from these two-individually AND together ♡
Megan Erickson is a USA Today bestselling author of romance that sizzles. Her books have a touch of nerd, a dash of humor, and always have a happily ever after. A former journalist, she switched to fiction when she decided she likes writing her own endings better. She lives in Pennsylvania with her very own nerdy husband and two kids. Although rather fun-sized, she’s been told she has a full-sized personality. When Megan isn’t writing, she’s either lounging with her two cats named after John Hughes characters or… thinking about writing. For more, visit meganerickson.org
Santino Hassell was raised by a conservative family, but he was anything but traditional. He grew up to be a smart-mouthed, school cutting grunge kid, then a transient twenty-something, and eventually transformed into an unlikely romance author.
Santino writes queer 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.