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July 13, 2013
Vampires in Kilts–what’s not to love?
Friday marks the publication of my sixteenth novel, Desire in Tartan. It’s the sequel to my best-selling Temptation in Tartan, but works well as a stand-alone though it’s part of my multi-book series, Highland Vampires.
How did I come to write a series about Scottish vampires?
I sold a short story, Highland Vampire, to Harlequin Spice Briefs in 2009. Buoyed by this success, I decided to write a related novel. HV is a contemporary erotic romance, and I couldn’t see a sequel. Futuristic Scottish vampires are beyond my imagination! So my sequels are prequels, as J.R.R. Tolkien might say.
One related novel became three with another planned, as well as a couple more short stories that are available—a list of the Highland Vampire stories with links appears at the end of this blog.
Set in 1759, Desire in Tartan follows the romance of Dugald Kilburn and the woman he hires as a governess to Laird Kilburn’s children. Innocent Alice Derwent is unaware she has been hired by a vampire clan to tutor their children, and must struggle to adjust to life in the Highlands, as well as to Dugald’s rough loving—there’s more than a hint of BDSM in this book. Here’s a snippet:
“Ye closed yer eyes, didn’t ye?”
Alice awakened to find herself face down, stretched out on the bed next to her husband, who was idly playing with strands of her hair. Occasionally he’d slide cool fingertips down her spine and burrow into the crevice between her bottom-cheeks, which felt damp and sticky. His seed?
She wasn’t going to answer that question. ‘Twould be foolish. Instead she said, “You seem quite interested in my bum, sir.”
“Answer me question.” He slapped her lightly, which didn’t sting.
“I, er, I…”
He spanked her harder, which did sting. “Answer. Now.”
“Um, yes.”
“Well, well, well.” Each word was punctuated by a slap. “Ye do ken that you must obey yer husband, do ye not?”
She gasped. “Ye-es, I do.”
“And yet, ye closed yer eyes when I specifically told you ‘no.’” Another six slaps, delivered briskly, three on each cheek.
“Ow!” The spanks stung, and heat bloomed, sinking toward her quim.
He set both palms on her and squeezed. She moaned and wriggled. She shoved one hand beneath her, questing for her bump.
“That’s right, kylyrra. Play with yerself… This stirs ye, does it not?”
She nodded.
“Answer me.” He striped her thighs with a series of quick, harsh slaps.
“Yes! Yes!” She writhed beneath his hand, wishing he’d stop, wishing he’d play with her body forever.
“Good.” He stopped and rolled off the bed then went to the door.
“You’re going to leave me like this?” She was a ball of frustration. A stinging, sore ball of frustration.
He looked back at her and laughed. “It’s time to dress for dinner. I’m orderin’ us a bath.”
Alice scrambled to cover up.
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One of the difficulties I encountered was that when I started the series, I had not visited Scotland for several decades. Though I was pretty sure that the Highlands hadn’t changed much, I initially refreshed my memories via the internet, but managed to get “across the pond” in October 2010, and that trip was really helpful. I bought the postcard of a painting by Alexander Nasmyth that looks exactly like the Kilburn Castle of my imagination—the
Nasmyth’s castle, the model for Kilburn
real place is called Tantallon Castle. I saw a famous painting of a skater that inspired a skating scene in Desire. Walking around Glasgow, where the first scenes in the book were set, brought them to vivid reality as I imagined the lives of those who’d worked, loved, brawled and drank there 250 years ago.
And merely seeing the Highlands was inspirational. I’m deeply affected by the places I visit, and many end up as settings in my novels. I once wrote a book set in Alaska while on a cruise there—if you ever have an opportunity to see Alaska, go—it’s the most beautiful place I’ve ever seen, and I travel a lot.
Oddly, although I’ve spent substantial time in Asia, I’ve never written a novel set there. Britain inspires me more than any other place.
I hope that some of the love I have for that magical island shows up in some of my stories. Here’s the Highland Vampires series—just those that are currently available—more stories are in the works, including a medieval, a Regency and a steampunk.
Temptation in Tartan (1747) http://tinyurl.com/ScotVamp1
Desire in Tartan (1759) http://www.ellorascave.com/desire-in-tartan.html
Angel Laird, Vampire Wife (1766) http://bit.ly/AngelVamp
This story will be offered FREE at Amazon July 12-16!
Highland Vampire (contemporary) http://bit.ly/HighlandVamp
And here’s a little about me:
Sue Swift/Suz deMello
Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written over sixteen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Liquid Silver Books and Ai Press, where she is currently Managing Editor. She also takes private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.
Find her books at http://www.suzdemello.com
For editing services, email her at suzswift@yahoo.com
Befriend her on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/sueswift, and visit her group at http://www.facebook.com/HotWriters
She tweets her reading picks @ReadThis4fun
Her current blog is http://www.fearlessfastpacedfiction.com
June 20, 2013
TRAVELING ABROAD DURING COLLEGE MADE EASY BY KC OWENS
Today we welcome guest blogger KC Owens. KC is a college student who loves traveling, college life, fitness and a good survival kit. He enjoys studying different cultures, meeting new people and leaving his footprint somewhere most people only read about.
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It’s tough to be a college student these days. The strain of making good grades and paying your endless bills can make it difficult to get some free time to have fun. People always ask me how I manage to travel the world during my breaks from school, visiting as many countries as possible, without spending a fortune. It’s very helpful if I’m able to get a job while I’m in school, but saving thousands for a trip around the world is still a challenge. Here are some tips that can help you do the same:
Money
Rialto Bridge, Venice, Italy
Like with any trip, the most important factor is how much money you have. However, for a college student up to their ears in student loans and other expenses, it can be hard to budget for international backpacking trips. Yes, I work but I do this mainly by borrowing. Aside from airfare, I always travel without having to spend too much. After some research, I chose a student credit card with great rewards for travelers. It allows me buy anything I need (or want) with ease and without having to convert any currencies (mine does that automatically). A credit card is particularly convenient at eateries and shops overseas, but you’ll still need cash for some things like markets and small pubs. After returning home, payments can be made on your charges over a long period of time. It’s also great because it’s safer to transfer some money onto the card whenever I need it while overseas. It doesn’t get much better than that, does it?
Taking a part-time job is also a wise decision. This can add a bit more strain while you’re studying and attending classes, but it can pay off greatly. Depending on your spending habits, having a job for a few months could fund your entire trip. Once school was finally out and I was sitting on my flight, all of that extra effort feels worth it.
Minimal Baggage is Important
There is no greater burden during travel than having too much luggage. For this reason, a sturdy, lightweight backpack is a must. When you arrive, you’re likely to see people toting several suitcases plus some bags. If you have to have that much stuff with you on your trip, you won’t enjoy yourself nearly as much. Besides, there’s always the possibility that someone could take your things. It’s best to lock up all of your valuable items when you can’t keep an eye on them (at night), but a safe only holds so much. Furthermore, thieves are more likely to target people who travel with several bags
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so having only one makes them think you don’t have as much to take
Additional baggage is also just more to keep track of and makes it more likely that you’ll lose something. It’s much harder to lose bags or leave them behind when you only have one and it’s on your back. I got my pack a long time ago and it has served me well in a number of different countries.
Accommodations
As a college student with hardly any money, I don’t want to spend it if I don’t have to. One way I facilitate this is by searching for hostels in the city I’m looking to stay in. I always try to find a spot right outside the city because their prices will be cheaper than those right in the heart of it all. Hostelworld, a free app, enables me to do this easily, which makes my trips easier and cheaper. In most cases, a hostel will cost under $40 for a night, and many even feature lodging, food and drink discounts for students. In smaller places, however, it can be a lot harder to find room and board.
Traveling throughout college is fun, but being broke, overloaded and stranded isn’t. With some careful budgeting, planning and preparation, you can enjoy yourself and learn a little more about the world.
Your blog hostess:
Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written over sixteen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Liquid Silver Books and Ai Press, where she is currently Managing Editor. She also takes private clients.
Sue Swift/Suz deMello
Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.
Find her books at
http://www.suzdemello.com
For editing services, email her at suzswift@yahoo.com
Befriend her on Facebook:
http://www.facebook.com/sueswift
, and visit her group at
http://www.facebook.com/HotWriters
She tweets her reading picks @ReadThis4fun
June 9, 2013
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May 26, 2013
Kissing the vampire: from Temptation in Tartan
http://victoriablisse.co.uk/sunday-snog
Widowed at eighteen, Lydia Swann Williston is about to make a decision that will change her life in ways she can’t understand.
She has never even heard the word “vampire.” In 1747, few have.
This Sunday Snog is from Temptation in Tartan:
And here’s the snog:
Edinburgh, 1747
Lydia looked at the man who’d accosted her. How had she failed to notice him before? Bold he was despite his sober dress. Wigless, his straight hair was unfashionably long and darker than a moonless midnight. However, his apparel would rival that of the most stylish London dandy. He wore black, which would have seemed funereal but for the richness of the fine velvet. Lace lavishly trimmed his cuffs, falling over his strong hands like spider webs over granite. Stocking-clad calves, exposed beneath black breeches, were finely turned and muscular.
His eyes also matched his garb, while his skin formed a stark contrast. Though quite pale, he was unusually attractive. His subdued attire couldn’t hide the girth of his chest and his potent masculinity. Taller than the other men in the room, he dominated the space around him.
“Yes, I’d like that,” she said. Widowhood had compensations, and one of them was being able to walk alone with a gentleman without incurring the censure of society…or of her mother, who was gossiping with a newfound friend.
His sudden smile was like the sun breaking through clouds. He opened the glass door and the breeze swirling through lifted strands of his hair that had worked loose from the dark ribbon at his nape. Lydia was seized by the absurd desire to stroke back those wayward locks. She fluttered her fan to conceal her nervousness.
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The mysterious stranger took her free hand and led her into the garden surrounding the Menhardie mansion. The broad summer moon cast shadows that shifted with the breeze, so she could see little but could scent much—the fragrance of plants and newly turned earth, the attar of roses she’d touched to her pulse points and, daringly, between her breasts. Most of all, she drew in the male aroma of the stranger who’d taken possession of her hand, a scent reminiscent of midnight and secret longings.
He led her deeper into the knot garden. Trees, swishing in the breeze, blocked the manse from her view. She inhaled sharply, realizing she’d walked willingly, alone, with a man she knew nothing about, into what was not only a compromising position but possibly a dangerous one.
As though he sensed her fear, he released her hand. “Would ye wish to sit?” He waved his hand at a stone bench.
She touched it with a forefinger. Moisture seeped through her glove.
“Dinnae fash yerself.” The stranger sat and held out his arms. “Come here.”
She hesitated. “I’m affianced. ‘Twould offend my new husband.”
“No one can see us, and I’m just asking ye to sit.” His gaze was not merely open and guileless, but oddly compelling.
He seemed so kind, and her worries so silly, that she complied, moving closer. He reached for her waist to help her arrange her skirts and panniers. Finally she’d settled onto his lap, sitting crossways so she was looking at his chiseled features, distinct in the moonlight, as pale as new milk.
A strange energy thrummed through her body. She was acutely aware of the firm, muscular thighs beneath her, for she had never sat on a man’s lap before. Neither her father nor her husband had asked for or taken this intimacy. Did she like it? She wasn’t sure and became even less sure when the stranger, who had one arm touching her waist already, slid his other wide palm up her calf toward her knee.
Though his touch sent a tremor of desire shafting through her being, it unnerved her even more. She squirmed but he held her fast.
“Lassie, what worries ye?”
“You are taking liberties, sir, and we…haven’t been introduced.” What a stupid thing to have said. He must think her a fool. But what did it matter? She’d never see him again.
He chuckled. “Let’s just say that I’m a man who finds you quite alluring.”
Alluring. Lydia blinked. William had never said that.
“Remember, I’m affianced.”
“Ye’re here with me. Do ye love him?”
She cleared her throat. “We’ve never met.”
“Then ye’re sharing a stolen moment with a man you…dare I say a man you like?” He flirted, but his voice held a dark timbre that seduced her soul. And yet a note of humor, kindness even, tinctured his tone.
She hesitated, then looked into his eyes and was immediately calmed. She said, “Yes. You may dare.”
“And what else may I dare?” The hand on her leg rose to her face to play with a curl, stroke her cheek. She quivered and her breasts swelled, her nipples rubbing against the lawn of her shift. Flesh for which she had no words, the secret place at the junction of her thighs, heated, tightened, moistened.
She shifted on his lap, opening her legs and leaning forward a trifle, and that sensitive, secret spot rubbed against his leg, bringing a charge of pleasure she hadn’t known before. She hid her gasp behind her fan.
He smiled at her, his eyes knowing… Did he understand how powerfully he affected her?
This was wrong, wrong. She had to stop.
“Your eyes are warm chocolate on a chilly day.” His voice was as soft as the breeze, as soft as his caress down her cheek to her mouth, which he traced. “Your lips are a temptation that I cannae resist.”
“You presume much, sir.”
“Aye, I do, but I feel I know your heart.”
If he knew her heart, then he knew it beat faster than a racing stallion’s hooves.
He inclined his head toward her. His lips were carved marble in the moon’s silver rays. “Ye desire me, do ye not?”
“Desire isn’t enough.” She’d desired William, and her marriage bed had been either empty of her husband or the scene of brief trysts devoid of pleasure. She wouldn’t be seduced by a handsome stranger. What for?
“Please.” He asked, but then he took. His mouth felt cool on hers but with a touch of fire beneath. That fire raced through her, igniting parts of her she hadn’t known could feel such heat, such rapture. She gasped again from sheer surprise, and something intruded between her lips… Before heaven, was that his tongue?
No, Lydia thought. This isn’t me.
She reached for his wrist to slide her fingers toward his elbow. She wrapped her hand around his arm and dug her thumb into the muscle just in front of the joint.
He yelped and jerked away, dumping her off his lap. She landed gracefully, stood and stepped back a pace.
“Good,” she said. “I must have hit just the right spot.”
His eyes were amazed. “Where did a lady like ye learn such a trick?”
“My brother taught me.” She couldn’t help shooting him a triumphant smile as she tucked her fan into her reticule.
He shouted with laughter. “Ye’ll do, yes, ye will! Ye’ll make a fine wife.”
“I beg your pardon?” she said stiffly.
He grinned at her. “I’m Kieran.”
She gaped at him.
“Kieran Kilborn,” he added helpfully. “The man ye’ll marry.”
*****
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Author Sue Swift/Suz deMello
Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written over sixteen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, and Liquid Silver Books. She also takes private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.
Find her books at http://www.suzdemello.com
For editing services, email her at suzswift@yahoo.com
Befriend her on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/sueswift
Check out her group Facebook page, Hot Writers, Hotter Books at www.facebook.com/HotWriters
She tweets her reading picks @ReadThis4fun
May 19, 2013
Celebrate vamps! with Suz deMello
http://victoriablisse.co.uk/sunday-snog
Beltane just passed and the advent of spring is a reason to celebrate.
Not so for my heroine Natasha Desmond, who has fled to the Scottish Highlands–her wicked stepbrother seeks to institutionalize her and seize control over the family fortune
Today’s Sunday Snog focuses on Natasha and her lover. After hearing legends about the local vampires–and finding two small wounds in her neck after a night in the castle–the question in her mind: is he or isn’t he?
After drinks, dinner and more teasing, Garrett walked me to my car. “’Tis a dark night.” He tilted his head to look at the clouds, which obscured the moon and stars. “I’ll drive with ye to the castle, just to make sure ye don’t lose your way.”
“What about your car?” I opened the passenger door for him.
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I got in the car, started it and headed out of the village. “How did you get here?”
“Walked.” He gave me a jaunty smile. “There wasna much to do up at the castle, so I spent the day hiking.”
“Are there good trails hereabouts?”
“Och, yes. Many. Some along the cliffs, some through the glen, some along the beach.” He gestured at me to turn up the narrow road to the castle.
“That sounds fun,” I said.
“I can think of something that’s more fun.”
I stopped the car at the gatehouse, turned and gave him what I hoped was a seductive smile. “What?”
“This.” He leaned toward me, cupped the back of my head in his palm and drew me close. His kiss was a scorching promise of ecstasy. He
tasted like the custard we’d shared for dessert, tasty and completely irresistible. Enraptured, I sucked on his tongue with delight and swirled my tongue in his mouth.
I pulled up his sweater to again explore his body, enjoying the hard planes, the sinew overlaying solid bone. His skin was hot and a little sultry, no doubt from the warm, crowded pub. I rimmed his nipple with a fingernail, and he moaned deep in his throat.
The many facets of this man enthralled me. Last night, he’d been remote, almost discouraging as I’d sought shelter in his castle. When he’d made love to me in my romantic canopied bed, his touch had been cool and controlled, but now he was hotter than August in Los Angeles.
He pulled away and shoved open the passenger door, almost stumbling in his haste. He strode around the hood and yanked open my door. “Let’s go.”
“Where?”
Grabbing my hand, he led me to the gatehouse, down a short hall and into what I guessed was the living room, or the sitting room as they called it in Britain. While he pulled me along, he was tugging at my clothes, taking off my turtleneck, scrabbling for my jeans’ zipper. My hands were no less idle, and by the time we reached the sitting room, we were both naked, our underwear strewn on the carpet underfoot.
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Sue Swift/Suz deMello
Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written over sixteen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, and Liquid Silver Books. She also takes private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.
Find her books at http://www.suzdemello.com
For editing services, email her at suzswift@yahoo.com
Befriend her on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/sueswift
Check out her group Facebook page, Hot Writers, Hotter Books at www.facebook.com/HotWriters
She tweets her reading picks @ReadThis4fun
May 12, 2013
Celebrate Mother’s Day with Gypsy Witch
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It’s a Mother’s Day Sunday Snog starring Elena Lautari, who, as the title character of Gypsy Witch, seemingly does it all–a modern witch who’s a demoness in the sack and a successful single mom.
Here’s an excerpt combining her concern for her child with lust for her man.
Afterglow enveloped him, and he let his body ease onto hers, then turned to one side, letting their combined sex sweat slide him to the cool sheets. She released her grip on the headboard and turned to curl against him. She rested her head on his chest and stroked his belly, his sated cock, his thighs as he relaxed.
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Her caress slowed. “I wonder what the kids are doing?” Her voice was a sleepy mumble.
“I think they went over to my place. They’re probably watching a D.V.D. It’s too hot to go outside and swim.”
“Who’s watching them?” Her voice sharpened.
“Aw, Elena, relax. They’re okay. They know what they can and can’t do.”
“Mmmm. Hope you’re right.” She reached for him, this time climbing on top. He wasn’t sure he was ready for another bout yet, but she knew exactly how to turn him on.
She scooted down his body, letting the pointy tip of the topaz graze his skin. Though he was hot and sweaty from lovemaking, the contact drew shivers. She swayed back and forth, and her nipples stroked his hardening cock, a warm contrast to the gem’s coolness.
She leaned over, giving him a great view of her breasts mounding over his rod. Her lush orbs cuddled him in cloudlike softness while the topaz matched him for hardness…he groaned, and she lifted away. Taking the stone in one hand, she ran it up and down his length before sucking him into her mouth.
Hey, I didn’t say that the snog was on the lips, did I?
Here’s the blurb:
The Sacramento Sheriff’s Department is no place for airy-fairy wimps, and Ben McCullough is the toughest of the tough. He tells himself he’s bedding the luscious Elena Lautari only because she’s a babe, not because she’s a card-carrying member of the Northern California Church of Wicca. Ben thinks she’s a feather away from an arrest for fraud, since she makes a living telling fortunes and making charms for the lovelorn. He can’t see her as a lifelong mate even though she’s more than a match for him in the sack, and losing her is unthinkable.
But Elena is the real deal, a modern witch of much power and even more restraint. When her daughter, Gina, steals her mother’s spell book and uses it to shatter the fabric of existence and release an ancient evil, Elena must put reality back in place—even if she loses Ben in the process. Will Ben and Elena’s fragile love be lost with the revelation of her magic?
Maybe, but there are others ready to heal her battered heart. When Ben’s partner attempts to claim Elena, will Ben move aside or move in?
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Your blog hostess:
Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written over sixteen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica,
Author Sue Swift/Suz deMello
comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, and Liquid Silver Books. She also takes private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.
Find her books at http://www.suzdemello.com
For editing services, email her at suzswift@yahoo.com
Befriend her on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/sueswift
Check out her group Facebook page, Hot Writers, Hotter Books at www.facebook.com/HotWriters
She tweets her reading picks @ReadThis4fun
May 5, 2013
It’s a Cinco de Mayo Sunday snog!
http://victoriablisse.co.uk/sunday-snog
Here in California we enjoy a large Hispanic population, many of whom hail from Mexico or are the descendants of Mexican immigrants. Cinco de Mayo, the Fifth of May, is a holiday which celebrates a major victory in the Mexican War of Independence. We party with sangria, margaritas, tequila shots and nachos.
On this blog, we’ll celebrate with a Hispanic Sunday Snog between the hero of For My Master, Ross Guerrero, and his soon-to-be submissive, Kathie. Superspies both, they’re preparing to take down a Tijuana drug lord in a very unconventional way. They’re going to infiltrate his lair disguised as Master and slave at a D/s party. IN the snog, Ross is just beginning to prepare Kathie for their mission as well as satisfy his own desires.
And here’s the snog:
The address Ross provided was a charming Craftsman style home in La Jolla, just a few blocks from the beach. Kathie parked and grabbed her bag, stuffed with spike-heeled pumps and boots along with toiletries and make-up, everything from glittery eye-shadow to softer blushers.
What would happen today? The situation heightened all her sensations. She’d gone commando, as guys called skipping underwear, so the sea breeze teasing her naked pussy aroused her. Even the skirt of her yellow sundress swirling around her thighs turned her on.
Her heeled sandals clattered as she walked up a slate path to wood double doors with insets of etched glass. She sucked in a breath. Was this Ross’s home? Likely, since his car was parked in the open garage.
She knocked. After breathless seconds passed, he opened the door, clad casually in denim shorts and a muscle T. She’d never seen so much of Ross before. She let her gaze trail from his chin, dark with stubble, down his throat to his chest. Solid pecs bulged beneath the T-shirt. His belly looked flatter than Kansas and his legs showed that he worked out regularly.
He was hot, just as she’d guessed. Every muscle she could see was developed, hard, ready for action.
His dark eyes raked her from top to toe and her breath stuck in her throat. Did she please him? She wasn’t big on top, but her yellow dress, with narrow straps holding up a snug, white-trimmed bodice, made the most of her assets.
Her nipples hardened beneath his gaze. They rasped against the piqué trim, increasing her heat, her need. The cotton dress skimmed her waist and flared at the hips, its short skirt showing off her tanned legs in sexy, heeled sandals.
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Then his smile hit her with the same power it had packed the first time they’d met. More than ever, she was sure they were fated to be together.
He pulled her inside the threshold and kicked the door shut with a bare foot. It slammed just before he kissed her.
Soft and strong…his mouth was so soft, but there was no mistaking the strength underlying his tenderness. Her master wasn’t afraid to show his gentler side, though he took what he wanted, parting her lips with his, entering her with his tongue, not with force but with a flirtatious flick that teased and tempted.
She gave in to the temptation he offered. Assured, but without brutality, each touch of his chiseled lips, each stroke of his tongue made her his. He kissed her as though nothing else in the world mattered or even existed but their mouths, exploring, their tongues twining in a seductive dance that would have only one end.
The thought of Ross inside her dragged a moan from deep in her throat. Her hips bucked, shoving wantonly against him. She pushed against his arousal, and desire flared through her like an untamed arc of electricity.
Sinewy arms encircled her while his searching hands discovered her body. He lifted her skirt to caress her pussy. “Beautiful,” he murmured. “So sweet, so sexy.”
The stroke of his hand on the newly shaved flesh was possessive, carnal. Unstoppable, and she didn’t want to stop him as he probed her dampening folds, slid along her clit to find her opening. His finger pressed inside, and she rocked, demanding more. He slipped out and spread her juices onto her clit, stoking her fire.
He caged her head with both hands, holding her fast while he again shifted his total attention to her mouth. The tempo of his tongue’s thrusts changed, mimicking sex, presaging the thorough fucking she prayed he’d give her. She gripped his shoulders and again banged her mound against his thickening cock, asking without words, hoping to drive him insane with lust. Whatever else Ross had planned, she wanted it to wait. She’d waited long enough.
He tugged at the straps of her sundress until they gave way, sliding down her arms. When they caught at her elbows, his lips left hers. With an impatient “pfft,” he tore the dress off her, popping open the buttons with eager hands. He had her naked and underneath him before she quite knew what was happening.
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Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written over sixteen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, and
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Liquid Silver Books. She also takes private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.
Find her books at http://www.suzdemello.com
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April 30, 2013
I’m inspirational! Who knew!
My award!
I have been awarded the “Very Inspirational Blogger” award by the incomparable Antonia van Zandt, another erotic romance novelist. I’m honored!
As for inspiration, if I inspire others I don’t know how. Conversely, I’m often asked what inspires me as a writer. Very often it’s the desire for fatter royalty checks or a deadline. As a person. I’m inspired by good sex, hot yoga and world travel.
I’m passing this nifty award along to a few other writers of my acquaintance I find inspiring:
Diane Farr, my incomparable critique partner and acclaimed writer of Regency and YA fiction.
Brenda Novak, NYT bestseller and tireless fundraiser for research into juvenile diabetes.
Deb Stover, who, as president of the Romance Writers of America, guided the RWA and many of us into fine careers.
Jay Wiseman, a leader in sexuality, relationship and BDSM information who’s helped a lot of people
Colin Swift–this is my brother. I don’t know if he blogs but he can Facebook it (hint, hint). He’s a screenwriter who also put out a useful nonfiction book, Prehab, which truly is inspirational. He is also a principal of Lilac Neuron Media, an arts company which produces films, books, jewelry and other art.
Forgive me, guys, for I have sinned…
Your blog hostess:
Sue Swift/Suz deMello
Best-selling, award-winning author Suz deMello, a.k.a Sue Swift, has written over sixteen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense, plus a number of short stories and non-fiction articles on writing. A freelance editor, she’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, and Liquid Silver Books. She also takes private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in Publishers Weekly, Kirkus and Booklist, won a contest or two, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, her passion is world travel. She’s left the US over a dozen times, including lengthy stints working overseas. She’s now writing a vampire tale and planning her next trip.
Find her books at http://www.suzdemello.com
For editing services, email her at suzswift@yahoo.com
Befriend her on Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/sueswift. And check out her group Facebook page, Hot Writers, Hotter Books at www.facebook.com/HotWriters
She tweets her reading picks @ReadThis4fun
April 22, 2013
Gypsy Witch now broadly available
Gypsy Witch by Suz deMello
Happy to let you know that my newest release. Gypsy Witch, is now available at Amazon and ARE! ARE has the best deal–$1.50 after rebate. Here are the links and the cover:
http://www.amazon.com/Gypsy-Witch-ebook/dp/B00CFNSE8U/ref=sr_1_12?ie=UTF8&qid=1366640847&sr=8-12&keywords=Suz+deMello
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-gypsywitch-1169407-146.html
Enjoy! And do leave a review at Amazon if you’re so inclined 
In other news, some of my colleagues in erotic romance and I have started a Facebook page, Hot Writers, Hotter Books, where we’ll be posting book news, observations about life and …whatever. Do visit!
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April 19, 2013
Happy release day! Gypsy Witch, paranormal menage erotic romance
Gypsy Witch by Suz deMello
Happy release day to me,
Happy release day to me,
Happy release day to me-eee,
Happy release day to me!
AND MANY MORE!!!!!
Yes, another story by Suz deMello hits the digital shelves at Ellora’s Cave.
Called Gypsy Witch, it’s a paranormal-menage tale set right here in River City!
Get the 4-1-1 here:
http://www.ellorascave.com/gypsy-witch.html
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