Jake (Kinky in Kansas #1)
Genre: M/M, Erotic, Romance, Ménage
When Jake Campbell lands his dream job as ranch-hand in training at the Striker Ranch, more than one dream comes true for the handsome young cowboy.
Jake has never told anyone that he’s gay, but the powerful physical attraction that he feels for the foreman, Jackson Stone, and his right-hand man, Nate O’Connell, leave no doubt in his mind that handsome, muscular men do it for him. They’re probably both straight though, I mean, most guys are, right?
Jake decides, better to keep his desires to himself, than risk being rejected, ridiculed, or worse. So, he keeps his mouth shut and waits. He doesn’t have to wait long as Jackson makes his own desires known at the first opportunity. Thrilled to learn that Jackson and Nate are together and that they both want him to join them, he eagerly embarks on his first sexual adventure. How can they build something more when trouble keeps coming their way?
Excerpt: 18+ only
“Fuck, Jackson. I’m sorry,” Jake panted as he leaned forward, resting his forehead against Jackson’s clean-shaven chin.
“What for?” he asked, surprised.
“For c–c–coming so fast. W–we were s–supposed to—you kn–know?” Jake blushed again.
“Oh we will, don’t worry. Just relax for a minute,” Jackson suggested, “and never apologize for coming.”
“Okay.” Jake grinned shyly, letting Jackson know that he’d recovered enough to stand on his own by backing away from him slightly.
Jackson released him, searching his back pocket for something, a frown of confusion creasing his forehead when he didn’t find it.
“Looking for this?”
Jake nearly jumped out of his skin when Nate spoke up, but he hurriedly stuffed his now flaccid cock back into his jeans, still careful as he yanked up the zipper.
Jackson sighed heavily, accepting the crisp, white handkerchief from Nate’s outstretched hand.
“I thought that you’d decided to head into town with the others?”
“What, and miss this party?” A huge grin lit up Nate’s face, his beautiful blue eyes warm with amusement. And something else.
“Ah, w–we were j–just—” Jake swallowed hard, running a nervous hand through his thick brown hair. Christ, had Nate seen them?
“Just about done from the looks of it,” Nate teased. “For the moment at least.”
“Knock it off, Nate. You’re embarrassing Jake.”
Embarrassing? Shit! Jake was mortified. He glanced nervously between the two men, catching a look between them that surprised him. Some sort of silent communication that he was unable to decipher. What in the hell is going on here?
“Sorry, Jake,” Nate apologized immediately. “I’m only teasing. I do that.”
Jake cleared his throat and stammered. “I kn–know. It’s okay. I like th–that about you,” he confessed.
“See, Jackson? I told you so. Jake likes me too.” His grin was triumphant. “Don’t you, Jake?”
Nate turned to him, a question in his eyes. A question that it was obvious that he already knew the answer to.
Jake looked from Jackson to Nate and back again, unsure of just how much he should admit to. Jackson already knew how he felt about him. Did Nate? Did they know that he had the hots for both of them? Would they be okay with that or would it piss them off? He really, really, wished that he knew more about this stuff.
“Relax, Jake.” Nate moved closer to him, placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. “I understand. We both do. Don’t forget that we’re just a couple of hot-blooded males too. Just like you.”
Hot? There was no denying that, Jake silently agreed. “I’m s–sorry, but I’m really c–c–confused,” he confessed.
“Didn’t Jackson talk to you? I saw you two together, so I thought…” Nate’s voice trailed off as he glanced over at Jackson expectantly.
Jackson sighed. “We talked, but I didn’t tell him everything,” he confessed. “He’s new to all of this, Nate. I didn’t want to overwhelm him.”
“T–too late,” Jake muttered. “I am…uh…overwhelmed.”
“Why don’t we sit and talk for a while, then?” Nate suggested as he headed over to the blanket, lowering himself down onto it. He sat cross-legged and waited for Jake to join him.
Jake sat down beside him and they both looked up at Jackson expectantly as he leaned against one of the beams. He’d wiped off his hand and stuffed the soiled handkerchief into a back pocket of his jeans.
“The thing is, Jake, we noticed that you’re attracted to Nate too.”
Oh fuck! “I…um…”
“It’s okay, Jake. I feel the same way about you,” Nate reassured him.
Shocked, relieved, Jake glanced back and forth between the two of them again, his gaze finally settling on Jackson, hoping to gauge his reaction. “You’re not m–mad?” he asked him nervously.
“Of course not. Nate’s an attractive man. I wouldn’t be with him if he wasn’t,” Jackson teased.
Holy shit! How in the hell did I miss that one? “You two are together.” Jake’s words were a statement this time.
Jackson nodded. “We’ve been together for a few years now.”
Jake gulped and glanced over at Nate, still sitting beside him. “So, you’re not m–mad either?” Jake had a feeling that he didn’t need to clarify his question.
“You mean because I caught my boyfriend with his tongue down your throat while he was jerking you off?” Nate pretended to think about it for a minute. “No. Not really. Although I did think that I’d be joining you.” He turned his head then to glare at Jackson.
Jackson shrugged. “An opportunity presented itself.”
“So I see.”
Jake’s head was spinning. Just a little while ago, he’d been wondering if he’d ever find someone, if he’d ever have the opportunity to explore his sexuality, and now, here he was, smack dab in the middle of his favorite fantasy. He’d had sex with Jackson. Well—sort of. Now Nate was here too, saying the most wonderful things. The two men that he wanted the most, wanted him just as bad. As birthday presents went, this was one hell of a gift—even if it was three days late…
“I think Jake’s catching on,” Nate teased.
“We’d never ask you to do anything that you don’t want to do, Jake. If this is all too much for you—?”
“Jake may have doubts, but his dick is on board.” Nate grinned broadly as he glanced at Jake’s crotch.
Sure enough, he was rock hard again. Jake shifted uncomfortably. Throwing caution to the wind, he undid his jeans, freeing his erection.
“Are you sure about this, Jake?” Jackson asked again, ignoring Nate altogether.
“Are you kidding?” Jake’s grin mirrored Nate’s.
My Review: 5/5 Stars
Jake Campbell is a 21 year old ranch hand and has never been kissed or touched by a male or female. Working on Striker Ranch he is surrounded by sexy men, two in particular. Coming from a traumatic childhood home will he get over his past and welcome his future?
Jackson Stone and Nate O’Connell have both had their eye on the new hire since he came to work at the ranch. They were cautious in the beginning, but when they knew Jake was interested in them, they held nothing back.
Everything is going fine with the three lovers until Jackson needs to move one of the hands into his home to make room for two new ranch hands. When the other workers find out that Jake would be moving, they could all are less except for one. He’s out for blood.
These three men together are explosive in and out of the bedroom. With Jake being a virgin it lets Jackson and Nate open him to new experiences, but everything is not peachy between the three lovers. When it comes to Jake, Jackson and Nate are very protective of him because of his childhood. Jake wants to show them, mainly Jackson, that he can take care of himself, but one or both of them steps in to save him at every turn. When Jake thinks they have come to common ground Jackson steps over the line and him and Nate are keeping things away from him that effects all of them. When Jake finds out he is hurt beyond belief and says some mean things to Jackson, only to have him injured that same day. Jake doesn’t know which way is up and he only wants for Jackson to live. Can these three men overcome everything that is thrown at them? You will have to read the book to see.
I really loved the way the MC’s interacted with each other, how they came to fall in love and learn new things about each other. There are a couple of things I didn’t like, but it didn’t stop my overall enjoyment of the book. I felt that Nate and Jake spent more time together than Jake and Jackson and I would have loved to read about just the two of them together. The stuttering, I get why she wrote the words like she did to portray the stuttering, but it drove me crazy, but like I said it wasn’t enough to make me put the book down. I actually finished reading it at 1 a.m. the same day I got it. That’s how much I loved it. I can’t wait to read the next book. I already know who I want to read about, but if they don’t come until later I will continue to read the series.
I can’t remember who taught me to read, but I was reading the Dick and Jane books when I started pre-school, and I’ve been reading ever since. I spent all of the allowance that I received from my parents and grandparents on Scholastic books and record albums (not to date myself)! My interest quickly turned to sci-fi, and then when I was about thirteen or fourteen, I discovered Harlequin Romances.
In high school, several of my friends and I used to tuck them into the textbooks that we were supposed to be reading in class, although I seriously discourage any student from doing this! (It sucks a lot when you get caught!)
I’ve read, literally thousands of books in my life, but I don’t always like the way that they turn out, or sometimes when I don’t like the characters, I won’t even finish reading the story! More than once, I’ve asked myself, “Why does he like her, she’s annoying!”, or, “Why does she like him, he’s mean!”
Of course, I’m an adult now, a single mom and grandma. I don’t get to read as much as I like, not recreationally anyway, as my long stretch of unemployment has encouraged me to return to school. Science textbooks are fairly awesome reading, but math, not so much! But I know that I have to do the work if I’m going to get that B.S. that I’ve been striving for.
A New York state resident all my life, I grew up in a big country house with my sister, parents and grandparents. I still prefer country living to this day although I have family and friends who live in the Big Apple.
My Freshman English teacher told me once that I’m always trying to write a book; of course he was referring to the fact that I was always the last one to leave the classroom when we took an essay exam. But, I guess that he was right.
I wrote my first romance story when I was eighteen but it never saw the light of day. When I finished the story that I began writing last summer, I took the chance and sent it out to Siren-BookStrand and was ecstatically happy that they decided to publish it.
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*** An ARC copy was given to me for a honest review.