Monday, August 24, 2020

The Experiment by Rebecca Raine Blog Tour

When a single kiss calls your sexuality into question, there’s only one sure path to a reliable answer: further research.

Patrick
I like to think I know myself outside and in. What you see is what you get, and what you get happens to be straight. This is no mere opinion. It's a fact – tried and tested. So, when I end up kissing my best friend to satisfy a lost bet, I already know I'll hate every second of it.

Until I don't.

The intense desire aroused by Logan's kiss has me asking all sorts of new and exciting questions. Thankfully, as a developmental psychologist, I know exactly how to find the answers I need.

Logan
I've put a lot of effort into keeping Patrick out of my fantasies and in the friend-zone. Our recent lip-lock may have unleashed my feelings for him temporarily, but I'll get them back on their platonic track in no time. Falling for a friend, especially a sexually ambivalent friend, is a one-way ticket to heartache.

Then Patrick announces his intention to conduct an experiment into the extent of his bisexuality. I can't resist volunteering to help. If any man is going to join Patrick on his journey of self-discovery, it's sure as hell going to be me.

The Experiment is a steamy, best friends-to-lovers, bisexual awakening, gay for you story with high heat and low angst. It is a standalone novel set in Australia. Swoon-worthy HEA included.




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“You can do your experiment with me.”

My heart pounds, as I wait for him to respond to my offer. The part of me that’s sure he’ll say yes is already weak with relief that he won’t go out looking for anyone else. I don’t want other men touching Patrick. If he’s only ever going to do this experiment with one man, I want that man to be me.

“I thought you wanted to go back to the way things were.” His gaze is wary, and he has yet to move a muscle. “We’re friends, nothing more. That’s what you said.”

“Yes, and it’s still true,” I assure him. “I do want to go back to being friends. But we can do it after the experiment.”

His breath has quickened and, when he speaks again, his voice is rough. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

“It’s the best viable solution,” I tell him, as if coating my possessiveness with a thick layer of pragmatism will make it less obvious. “Don’t forget, it was my kiss that breathed life into your queerness.” My body reacts to the idea of doing it again… and again… and again. However many times he needs to be satisfied. I make a show of licking my lips, enjoying the way he watches with rapt attention. “How much do you want to bet I can get more than a boner out of you?”

With a start, his eyes narrow and he points a finger at me. “No more bets.”

Laughing out loud, I nod. “That’s right. How could I forget?”

He runs a hand over the back of his neck as he looks around the bar, before returning his gaze to me. “I’ll admit, when I decided to do this, my first instinct was to come to you.” He gestures at me with an impatient hand. “You’re the only guy I’ve ever enjoyed kissing and it totally blew my mind. Why do you think I’m doing this in the first place?” he growls, his frustration coming through. “It’s not just because of what happened when we kissed. It’s the fact I can’t stop thinking about it.”

He’s not the only one. I’ve rubbed my cock raw in remembrance. The urge to shove him back against the nearby wall washes over me. I want to give him something new to think about. Ignoring the impulse, I swallow hard and speak in a low voice. “When you’re thinking about it, are these analytical thoughts about what it all means? Or are they wanking thoughts?”

He glances away, trying to appear nonchalant. “Both.”

My muscles tighten at the thought of him with his hand wrapped around his throbbing dick, fantasising about kissing me while he pants and moans his way to orgasm. I want to know what he looks like when he comes. What he sounds like. How he feels.

“But,” he says, with emphasis, interrupting the lustfest going on in my head, “I decided against it because I know you don’t—” The words cut off and his eyes close briefly. “I don’t want us to stop being friends.”

“I don’t want that either but, Patrick, you’re playing with fire here and assuming no one will steal the matches. I’m the only one I trust to do this right.”

He’s still reluctant. I can feel the force of his doubts. But he hasn’t said no.

“Patrick, listen to me.” I slide a hand around the back of his neck, urging him to meet my gaze. “You need someone you can trust to stop when you say stop, no matter what’s happening when you say it. Someone who won’t get pissed at you and accuse you of being a tease when you leave them with blue balls.” Releasing him, I grin. “Besides, you tried looking for someone else to kiss. It didn’t work. You chose me and now you’re stuck with me for the duration.”

He huffs out an indignant sound. “I could find someone else to kiss,” he blusters, “if I looked really hard… for about ten years.”

I laugh out loud, knowing I almost have him convinced. “Yeah, but even if you did, it wouldn’t matter.”

“Why is that?” He leans closer, as if he’s looking forward to my response.

In that instant, I realise how badly I want this—him. I want to tug on every thread of his sexuality, freeing each strand for thorough inspection. I want to tie him in knots, before making him unravel for me. And I want him to know, every second along the way, I’m the one who is doing this to him. That I’m the only man to ever make him feel this way.

Licking my lips, I take a step closer and bring my face in next to his. “Because even if you did hit your limit with someone else, you’d always wonder how much further I could have taken you.” I lower my head, so he can feel my breath against his neck as I go in for the kill. “Patrick, my friend, I’m going to drag your arse so far down my end of the spectrum, you’ll have to claw your way straight.”





Angie☆☆☆☆☆
Holy hotness, Batman! I simply loved this book. Friends-to-lovers books are hit or miss with me. This was a hit!! Logan and Patrick are so good together and so hot! I have friends like Patrick, who think things to death and it's frustrating, but when he doesn't want to stop kissing Logan, my heart just melts. This will most likely go in my re-read pile.


Shannan☆☆☆☆
3.5 Stars

Patrick loses a bet with his best friend, Logan. The result is Patrick kissing a man, any man he chooses. When he circles the bar and can't find anyone that he doesn't think will make him nauseous and he refuses to not go through with the bet. The only option is to pick the one person he is most comfortable with, Logan. The unexpected feelings Patrick has for Logan have him questioning everything he though he knew. Is he bisexual? Why doesn't the thought of kissing Logan make him sick? The only way to get the answers he needs is to conduct an experiment.

Logan has been attracted to Patrick since they first met each other. Knowing this kiss could change things between them, but knowing this is the only chance he will have to ever kiss Patrick, he's not going to let it pass him by.

Logan and Patrick have an instant heat between them. The beginning for me had a lot of promise but it was slow delivering. I enjoyed the characters and was invested, but the flow seems a crawl at times.




Rebecca is a long-time lover of all things romance. Whether it’s a book, movie, or real life, she will always have more fun if there’s a love interest thrown into the mix. She lives in Queensland, Australia with her very own hero husband, two quirky kids and one big, black dog. Other than reading and writing books, her favourite things include loud music, enjoying a glass of wine on the patio, organising everything in existence, and spending too much time on the Internet

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Reviewers on the Wicked Reads Review Team were provided a free copy of The Experiment by Rebecca Raine to read and review for this tour.

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