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December 13, 2012
The Succubus is Coming
What else would you expect a succubus to do?
In sooth, this “sex monster” does engage in actions other than sex. Regarded as demons, succubi have many enemies, and must often fight when they’d much rather fornicate.
But this time, who might the adversaries be?
December 10, 2012
Monday Munch #1: Bouillabaise and Strawberry Shortcake
Today I’m premiering a new feature which will appear at this blog every once in a while. I’d love to be able to say that I’ll post a Monday Munch every week, but I’m sure I won’t! So I’ll get to it here and there 
Why a Monday Munch, you ask?
Preparing food for someone is a very loving act, and all the more so when such an act is contrary to character. Our concept of an alpha male excludes food preparation as a normal activity. We don’t think about big manly men cooking food anywhere except at a barbecue, so when one of my heroes fixes a meal for his lover, well–that makes my little heart go pitter-pat because he isn’t afraid to show her his softer side. He isn’t afraid to go out of his way, against his macho character to show her he loves her.
So a number of my heroes prepare meals for my heroines.
Here’s one of my faves, from Spy Game. The setup is that Ani Sharif, a low-level operative for a secret security agency, is trying to get to a laptop on millionaire software tycoon Richard Rexford’s boat; he’s suspected of selling secrets to the Chinese, and her handlers believe that proof might be on the laptop.
The menu:
Appetizers: lox, cucumber and sour cream on a cracker with chardonnay
Salad
Main course: Bouillabaise
Dessert: Strawberry shortcake
Here’s a snippet from the scene:
Ani followed Richard into the galley and watched him rummage in the refrigerator. She couldn’t figure him out. He’d arrived at her house looking like a vagrant, but kept an immaculate boat. He’d taunted her at the pizza parlor, but tonight, treated her as though she were a duchess. He’d opened doors, pulled out her chair, and served her a perfectly prepared meal.
He tried to act like a vicious T-Rex but had gone to the trouble of fixing the mess his father had made, not once but
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twice.
As hard as she tried, she couldn’t label the evening a disaster, especially since she now knew where he kept his computer. On top of that, she and Richard had a lot in common. A love of freedom, for one thing. Computers, for another. Maybe she’d see him after she’d completed her assignment. Maybe.
Richard straightened up and smiled at her, each hand holding a dessert plate filled with a pile of sliced strawberries atop shortcake. His laser-blue eyes glinted.
Their gleam hit her like an electric shock, zapping her back into reality. What was she thinking? He wasn’t a cute little guppy. This was Richard Rexford, one of the biggest, baddest great white sharks around.
No doubt his father had a completely different story of the start-up of Richard’s firm. Gossip said that Richard had ruthlessly stolen every talented programmer in the place, leaving CompLine reeling. Rumors still abounded; apparently Thomas and Sundeen plotted to destroy Richard for his alleged crimes against the family firm.
He was her target, maybe even a traitor. Get with the program, Ani, she reminded herself.
She swallowed, her mouth parched. She was definitely in over her head. Thinking that she could play games with Richard Rexford was crazy. She needed to get to his laptop computer and get out. She wasn’t sure how to do it, though, but hoped to figure that out before the end of the night. She had to minimize contact with Rexford. Another date would be insane.
She cleared her throat, which felt thick and dry. “I don’t want to like you too much.”
“You’re right.” He put the desserts onto a counter and crossed the galley to stand in front of her, mere inches away. ”So why don’t we stop this right now?”
His heat radiated, igniting every cell in her body. The raw sexual tension between them, thicker than the stew she’d eaten, unnerved her. That dangerous flutter started again, but this time it made her tingle from head to toes.
She couldn’t speak. She couldn’t move. She couldn’t look away from his unfathomable blue eyes.
Taking her chin in his hand, he brushed her lips with his. He didn’t break eye contact, and neither did she. The intimacy created was unbearable, as though he’d reached inside her and caressed her soul with the gentlest of touches.
The brief kiss wasn’t nearly enough, but sharpened her appetite for him. She wanted more, and took it, digging her fingers into his shirt front to bring him closer so she could flick her tongue over his lips, deliberately enticing him.
He pulled her into his arms, drawing her to his male heat. He dipped his head again to kiss her and this time, he didn’t hold back. He slid his tongue between her lips, making love to her mouth with an insistent rhythm. Desire pounded at her in waves, intense and powerful as a high tide. Her body throbbed with passionate hunger.
“It’s going to be very good between us, you know that?” he whispered into her ear.
“Mmmm, yeah.” Too good, maybe. She’d never experienced anything like Richard’s kiss. Hot and deep and all-encompassing, like a desert whirlwind, he threatened to sweep her away.
But she couldn’t let herself be swept away. She couldn’t take what he offered, no matter how much she wanted it.
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Your blog hostess:
Best-selling, award-winning author Sue Swift, a.k.a Suz deMello, has written over fifteen romance novels in several subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense. A freelance editor, she’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, Liquid Silver Books and Etopia Press. She also takes private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in PW, Kirkus and Booklist, 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.
December 7, 2012
Find home with Jennifer Wright
Jennifer Wright has written Pavarus, the first novel in her series, Finding Home.
Blurb:
Thrown into another world where dangerous creatures live and rule, will Wesley stay and find love with a vampire, or will the terrors of an unknown realm have him running home?
On a camping trip in Louisiana, Wesley finds himself sucked down a hidden portal and thrown into another realm where he meets Remus, a warrior vampire. With the help of Remus, Wesley embarks on an adventure to find his way home, back to a world not filled with vampires and dragons and magic folk. Along his journey, the handsome vampire finds his way into Wesley’s heart. But will his love for Remus overcome his fears of the creatures that reign in this world?
Remus has never wanted a man before, but finds himself drawn to Wesley despite his denying efforts. He’s happy with his life as the Commander of the vampires, and has had no interest in finding a mate. But after Wesley is kidnapped, Remus discovers his feelings for the man are stronger than he thought. Is he strong enough, though, to honour Wesley’s wish to return home, and let go of the man he loves?
Excerpt:
Wes woke to a light, bouncy, swaying motion. It was soothing, and all he wanted to do was cuddle up against the soft cotton that covered the hard chest where his cheek rested. Somehow he knew that the strong arms around him would keep him safe and that he could rest for a little while longer.
“Are you going to wake up enough for me to put you down?” a gentle voice asked.
Wes tried burrowing deeper in his arms. “No. Why would I want to do that?”
The man’s laugh rumbled in his chest like a deep lullaby. So relaxing. Wes breathed in deep, taking in his scent—Remus’ scent—and he smelt wonderful.
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Wait. Man? Remus?
Vampire!
Wes gasped and jerked his body right out of Remus’ arms, landing flat on his ass.
Ouch!
“Well, that just wasn’t smart. If you asked, I would have set you down.” Remus reached down for him.
Wes scooted back. “Don’t touch me!”
“I’m not going to hurt you, Wesley. If I wanted to hurt you, don’t you think I would have done it already?”
“I don’t know, you’re a vampire, I don’t know what I’m supposed to think.”
“So, you do know that I’m a vampire?”
“That’s what you told me. Were you lying?”
“No, I wasn’t lying, I am a vampire. I’m just surprised you’re taking it so well now, considering how you reacted earlier.”
“Yeah, well, one can only handle so much craziness in one night, and I’d say the fire-breathing dragons and the ‘we’re on a different planet’ took up a lot of that.” Wes pointed up. “Not to mention the two moons. So right now, I’m up to believing just about anything. Besides, with some of the things I’ve seen you do…”
With furrowed eyebrows, Remus crouched down in front of him. “Wesley, I’m glad you believe me about being a vampire, now I need you to believe me when I say we’re not on a different planet. We’re on Pavarus, and always have been.”
“No. I don’t care where you’re from, but I’m from Earth.” Wes frowned at him. “Stop looking at me like that.”
The man shook his head. “I refuse to believe Zane and his thinking you’re crazy. But I am beginning to think you’ve bumped your head or something, and maybe you’re confused. Let’s just get you to Gamden and they’ll be able to help you.”
“What? No.” Wes didn’t feel comfortable being with a vampire, and would admit he was afraid—at least of the others—but for some reason the thought of leaving Remus and being left with strangers was worse. “I don’t want to go to Gamden.”
Remus sighed and stood back up. “You have to. I know of nowhere else to take you.”
Wes looked around, as if the trees would give him an answer. “I could go with you.”
“No.”
“Why not?” Wes stood up, trying pointlessly to dust his pants off.
Remus reached out and brushed his thumb across Wes’ cheek. “Because, there is no room for a human in my world.”
“Please. I don’t want to be left at Gamden.” Wes knew his voice cracked but he couldn’t help it. Vampire or not, Remus was all he knew, and he wasn’t ashamed to beg. “Please.”
Buy links:
Total-E-Bound – http://www.total-e-bound.com/product.asp?P_ID=1831
All Romance eBooks – https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-pavarus-988024-139.html
Barnes & Noble – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/pavarus-jennifer-wright/1113796885?ean=9781781841174
Author Bio:
I was born in Arizona, but have spent the better part of my life in Wisconsin. While I enjoy living close to my family, my heart longs to live in the South – or anywhere where the winters are warmer, and I hope to someday get there. I love writing, and try to dedicate as much of my free time to it (ha! what free time?). If I’m not typing away on my laptop, you’ll find me with my nose buried in a book, or with my loving boyfriend debating on what movie to watch and the never ending back and forth decision of what we should have for dinner. I love spending time with my family and boyfriend, cuddling with my two cats, and laughing as much as possible (cuz I like to think I’m funny J).
I’ve always had a very active imagination. I can spend days creating a story in my mind; playing it out word for word like a movie for my own personal entertainment. When I was younger I tried dabbling in writing, but it faded away. But not long ago – as silly as this may sound, one of my ‘daydreams’ moved me so much, I decided to put it down on paper. My passion for writing took off again with a new surge, and I’ve never been happier or had more fun.
Some little tidbits about me are – I love horses and cats, I have a really big sweet-tooth, and I’ve been told I like to talk with my hands (insert hand gestures here).
My Blog – www.authorjenwright.wordpress.com
Thank you, Sue, for posting my book on your blog!
You’re welcome, Jennifer! May you enjoy many sales!
Your blog hostess:
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Best-selling, award-winning author Sue Swift, a.k.a Suz deMello, has written over fifteen romance novels in several
subgenres, including erotica, comedy, historical, paranormal, mystery and suspense. A freelance editor, she’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, Liquid Silver Books and Etopia Press. She also takes private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in PW, Kirkus and Booklist, 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.
December 6, 2012
The Next Big Thing
THE NEXT BIG THING
The talented British horror writer Catherine Cavendish has invited me to participate in a blog hop called “The Next Big Thing,” which gives readers the opportunity to explore the works in progress that we’re writing now.
In turn, I’ve invited some of my friends to participate next week. Support your local writer and check these out on December 12:
Janie Fraser, aka Sophie King, writes romantic comedies with a dark streak. http://www.blog.sophieking.info/
Award-winning historical romance and YA author Diane Farr writes feel-good fiction and sells it at feel-good prices. http://www.bestbyfarr.com/
Day LeClaire specializes in heartwarming stories, packed with sizzling passion, unforgettable characters, and her hallmark humor. http://www.dayleclaire.com
Now, back to the really important info—about my next book
What is the working title of your book?
Desire in Tartan
Where did the idea come from for the book?
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I’m writing a series on Scottish vampires and this is the next in line.
What genre does your book fall under?
Paranormal historical erotica
Which actors would you choose to play your characters in a movie rendition?
For the hero: Ralph Fiennes. This book, of turned into a film, would be the perfect romantic “chick flick” that would take his career to the next level in terms of his popularity as a leading man. For the woman—that’s harder. My heroine, Alice, has an elusive sort of beauty that one doesn’t see often. I’d say Emma Watson.
What is the one-sentence synopsis of your book?
(1759): An innocent English governess takes a job in the Scottish Highlands and finds herself living in a nest of vampires.
Will your book be self-published or represented by an agency?
Neither—I believe I’ll be able to sell it to one of my publishers. The series is currently published by Ellora’s Cave, and I have high hopes that EC will purchase it.
How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?
About a year. I’m very slow.
What other books would you compare this story to within your genre?
I wouldn’t. I do my best to write unique tales. It could be compared to the first book in the series, Temptation in Tartan.
Who or What inspired you to write this book?
The series was inspired by the success of one of my short stories—Highland Vampire, a contemporary dealing with a Scottish vamp. I wanted to write a vampire series that was a little unusual and that drew on my travel experiences. I love Britain, and had set a couple of stories in England, but I wanted to shift settings a little bit.
It’s tough for me to define exactly why I’ll write a book! Sometimes it appears out of nowhere.
What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?
Vampires in kilts—what more could a romance reader want? Except for maybe very hot sex, and there’s plenty of that as this is really erotic romance rather than straight romance. I included some very cool paranormal and mystery elements, also, so I could appeal to a broad range of readers.
Thanks for reading!
About me:
Best-selling, award-winning author Sue Swift, a.k.a Suz deMello, has written over fifteen novels, plus several short stories and non-fiction articles. She writes in numerous genres including romance, mystery, paranormal, historical, contemporary comedy and erotica. She’s a freelance editor who’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, Liquid Silver Books and Etopia Press. She also takes on private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in PW, Kirkus and Booklist, attained the finals of the RITA and
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reached the top ten on a bestseller list.
A former trial attorney, she resides in northern California. Her passion is world travel, and she’s left the US over a dozen times, including stints working overseas for many months. Right now, she’s working on her next manuscript and planning her next trip.
Her blog is at http://www.fearlessfastpacedfiction.com. Find her reading picks @ReadThis4fun on Twitter, and befriend her on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/SueSwift).
December 4, 2012
It’s a sexy scavenger hunt blog!
I’m participating in a scavenger hunt sponsored by Erotic Enchants group at Goodreads, I’m supposed to post this…
No, wait. Shouldn’t I flog my books?
Yeah, I guess so.
Hey, all you scavenger hunters, read this and check out my book:
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Temptation in Tartan:
Setting: Scotland, 1748
She had to marry a monster…
Rumors had followed the chieftains of Clan Kilborn for centuries. Said to be descended from the Viking Berserkers, they were ferocious in battle, known for tearing off the heads of their enemies and drinking their blood.
But English noblewoman Lydia Swann Williston would marry Kieran, Laird Kilborn, to bring peace to the Kilborn lands after the horror of Culloden and the brutal pacification. A widow, she also brought needed wealth to Clan Kilborn. For her part, eighteen-year-old Lydia wanted children. With her husband killed at Culloden, she would make a new life in the Highlands.
The old chieftain of Clan Kilborn also died in battle, and she hoped that the new young Laird would lack his ancestors’ ferocity.
She was wrong.
So, now that you’ve made it through the blurb, here’s the scavenger hunt logo:
Hope you win!
Your blog hostess:
Best-selling, award-winning author Sue Swift, a.k.a Suz deMello, has written over
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fifteen novels, plus several short stories and non-fiction articles. She writes in numerous genres including romance, mystery, paranormal, historical, contemporary comedy and erotica. She’s a freelance editor who’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, Liquid Silver Books and Etopia Press. She also takes on private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in PW, Kirkus and Booklist, attained the finals of the RITA and reached the top ten on a bestseller list.
A former trial attorney, she resides in northern California. Her passion is world travel, and she’s left the US over a dozen times, including stints working overseas for many months. Right now, she’s working on her next manuscript and planning her next trip.
Her blog is at http://www.fearlessfastpacedfiction.com. Find her reading picks @ReadThis4fun on Twitter, and befriend her on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/SueSwift).
December 2, 2012
A Lunar Sunday Snog
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Today I’m flogging my holiday story, First and Last, which is in Ellora’s Cave’s White Hot Holidays antho. It’s available in both print and digital formats.
Here’s the blurb:
Setting: Luna, 2114.
Lunarian law requires 24-year-old Shayna Goldstein to marry before she’s 25. She’s dated everyone in New Brooklyn, but Gideon Landers, the first man who kissed her, haunts her memories, preventing her from loving anyone else.
Desperate, she consults a matchmaker, who sends a reluctant Shayna to Farside Colony to meet her mate.
The commander of Farside Colony, Gideon Landers has never forgotten Shayna. That he’s been matched with her is a dream come true, but will Shayna be willing to live in the remote colony?
Reviews:
Rating: 4.5 from RomanceJunkies.com… ”FIRST AND LAST is a stimulating look into the look into the future
where you’ll realize that finding love is just as confusing then as it is now.”
Rating: 4.25 from Night Owl Romance: “paced with intensity and eroticism.”
Rating: 4 stars from eCataromance reviews… Sensuality Rating: sensuous… “I loved this book!”
Rating: 4 from Just Erotic Romance Reviews (JERR)… Heat level: H…“a quick read packed with a lot of meaning… The chemistry…kept this story interesting and flowing. Enjoy!”
Rating: 4 from Coffee Time Romance… “This is a fantastic sizzling romance. From the futuristic setting of New Brooklyn to hot and steamy sex scenes, this story will keep you enthused from the beginning. A definitely fast but fun read.”
Rating: 4 from Fallen Angel Reviews… “frank and graphic erotic descriptions of the sex between the lovers…very emotionally satisfying… many futuristic romance readers will enjoy this story as much as I did!”
“Wonderful futuristic romance!”
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And here’s the snog:
When she’d turned thirteen and started at yeshiva, the secondary school she attended after graduating from cheder, she hadn’t a clue about what was going on between the boys and girls. The air was constantly charged with a tension she now understood was born of sexual repression. Flirting and gossip about boys had dominated conversation.
And the prime topic had been Gideon Landers, even though boy had been the wrong word for him.
Gideon. Tall and dark, broad-shouldered and handsome, with a deep voice at age eighteen, he’d already matured. A Terran, Gideon and his parents had moved to New Brooklyn when the pogroms had wiped out the Jewish community on most of the Atlantic rim. Who knew what he’d seen and done? The girls whispered about the bulge in his Slicksuit, his burgeoning beard…he already shaved, and everyone wondered if he was still a virgin.
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Shayna had tried to ignore the gossip. She’d claimed that he was arrogant, although her day didn’t seem complete without seeing Gideon’s smile, bright against his tanned skin, at least once. So she’d bantered with him, telling him jokes and anecdotes, just so she could see his smile. Years later she’d realized that she’d had a schoolgirl crush on him.
He’d graduated and joined the Officers Corps, but had returned to yeshiva to talk with students about joining the Corps. She’d been sixteen, and for the first time she’d seen him as a man, and a very sexy one at that.
He’d asked her out to coffee. They’d stayed late, closing the place down. When it was deserted, he’d pinned her in a chair with his much larger body and kissed her.
She remembered the strange sensation of someone else’s tongue caressing her lips. Her mouth had opened in surprise, and he’d pushed his insistent tongue all the way in. Because he’d been straddling her and holding her close, she’d felt his heart pound through their Slicksuits. As his pulse speeded up, it seemed to echo her racing heart.
Everything in her body, every cell, every vein, seemed to ignite with a fire she’d never before experienced. Electricity zipped along her nerve endings. She’d become hot, her armpits had dampened, and sweat had slid along her skin. Though she knew her Slicksuit would convert the perspiration to usable water, she was still embarrassed. Was she supposed to react this way? She’d kissed boys before and this had never happened. Would he see how she was sweating and be repulsed?
He stroked her neck and the gentleness of his touch disarmed her completely. She’d grabbed onto his shoulders with shaking hands to anchor herself in the tumult of emotion and pushed her tongue back against his.
He’d taken that as some sort of signal and begun to move his tongue inside her mouth in a mesmerizing dance. She didn’t know the tune, but improvisation seemed to be okay with Gideon. Their tongues played together endlessly, it seemed, and she could have kissed him forever. She reveled in his flavor, his unique scent…was it sandalwood? She didn’t know, but she liked it.
Desire flamed through Shayna’s body, bringing her back to the present. She tugged at her Slicksuit’s collar, opening it. The ziptrain’s recirculated air, a little stale, cooled her but still she squirmed in the seat, driving her wet pussy against the cushions. She was glad that the train’s car was empty except for her; she could have an orgasm right here and now, and no one would know. And it would be easy. Just the memory of Gideon Landers’ kiss turned her on.
He’d wanted more, had wanted to go further, and had. He clasped her breast, and she thought she’d go right out of her mind when one of his fingers flicked back and forth across her nipple. Even through her Slicksuit, it was the best thing she’d ever felt.
He’d eased his mouth away from hers to flutter kisses down her neck…oh heavens, was he going to kiss her breast? That would be too much for her. Would the Slicksuit dry out before she went home? How could she explain a big wet spot to her ema?
She’d pulled away, and he’d bitten her neck. With a yelp, she’d convulsed, driving a knee up and into him.
“Shit, Shayna!” Gideon howled.
“You bit my neck!” She’d been outraged.
“It’s called a hickey, little girl.” He massaged his crotch.
Stung, she snapped, “Don’t call me a little girl, and don’t do that in front of me.”
He shot her a resentful look from beneath dark brows. “I’d like to do a lot more.”
“You’ll never get the chance.”
After that awkward interlude, he’d left to continue his career in the Officers Corps. She assumed he’d be stationed very
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far away.
But now, looking back, she realized that she’d compared every subsequent kiss to that one. No man had come close to lighting her up the way Gideon had, damn him.
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Enjoy!
Your blog hostess:
Award-winning, best-selling erotic romance novelist Sue Swift/Suz deMello has written sixteen novels, plus several short stories and non-fiction articles. She writes in numerous genres including romance, mystery, paranormal, historical, contemporary comedy and erotica. Her novels have appeared on numerous bestseller lists including Amazon, Waldenbooks and ARE, reached the finals of the RITA and been reviewed in publications such as PW, Kirkus and Booklist.
A former trial attorney who resides in northern California, her hobbies are yoga and world travel. She’s currently planning her next trip overseas and working on her next manuscript.
November 15, 2012
Enjoy Christmas Early with Victoria Blisse’s “Proving Santa Exists”
Those of you who follow this blog have seen the name “Victoria Blisse” more than once–she’s the talented, energetic writer and promoter of erotic romance who so generously shares many, many promo opps with others. She’s asked me to post about her new release, Proving Santa Exists.
So what’s it about? you ask.
When Jonathan transfers from the U.S to the Manchester branch of Computers Inc., Jenny is the first person to make him feel at home. Finding out about his bleak Christmases as a boy, she makes up her mind to involve him in all her English Christmas traditions.
Passion sparks between the two as they decorate the Christmas tree. Who would have thought such an innocent activity could become so sexually charged? Can Jenny succeed in seducing the hot American and also prove to him that Santa really does exist?
And here’s an excerpt:
Tinsel trails through my fingertips as I twirl around the tree, stooping low, then bending at the waist, then
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almost standing straight with just my shoulders stooped. As I raise my head to see how Jonathan is doing, I crack against something hard.
“Oh, I am sorry.” I reach out automatically and rub my hand against Jonathan’s bumped chin, cupping his cheek in the palm of my hand, like a parent comforting an injured baby. However, the slight prickle of his end-of-the-day stubble reminds me in a powerful way that this is a grown man I’m handling so intimately.
Then, there are lips: softly demanding lips pressing gently against my own. They have to be Jonathan’s as he’s the only other person in the room. They form a kiss. They don’t apologise or ask permission; they take possession of my mouth. Brooking no argument, confidently they mesh with mine, moving sensually as his hands come round me, sheltering me, cradling me close.
I want the kiss to deepen, urge Jonathan forward by stroking his cheek. I’ve forgotten everything else but him and me joining so intimately. His touch has made me a mass of tingling anticipation. His kiss makes electricity flow through my veins. I feel like an extension of the fairy lights. I must be lighting up, I’m so turned on.
But no sooner has the kiss been created than it is torn apart. We are red-cheeked, unable to meet each other’s eyes.
“I’ll, erm, turn off the lights then so we can see the, er, lights.” Sentences just aren’t forming. My lips are still in kissing mode and my mind is in turmoil. Why did he pull away from me? I scurry over to the switch and flip it. “Ooh.” I gasp as the glaring main light dims and the Christmas tree comes into its own, bathing my room in festive cheer. “It looks just about perfect.” I walk back to the tree and tweak the tinsel here and there, so the lights come through a bit clearer. Jonathan says nothing, just stares into the softly glowing tackiness.
Here’s where you can buy it:
Amazon.co.uk
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About the author:
Erotic romance author Victoria Blisse
Victoria Blisse is a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester United fan and award winning erotica author. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, Smut by the Sea and Smut in the City.
She is equally at home behind a laptop or a cooker and she loves to create stories, poems, cakes and biscuits that make people happy. She was born near Manchester, England and her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories.Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.
Find out more at http://victoriablisse.co.uk or follow and friend Victoria: http://twitter.com/victoriablisse http://facebook.com/victoriablisse
Your blog hostess:
Best-selling, award-winning author Sue Swift, a.k.a Suz deMello, has written over fifteen novels, plus several short stories and non-fiction articles. She writes in numerous genres including romance, mystery, paranormal,
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historical, contemporary comedy and erotica. She’s a freelance editor who’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, Liquid Silver Books and Etopia Press. She also takes on private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in PW, Kirkus and Booklist, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, she resides in northern California. Her passion is world travel, and she’s left the US over a dozen times, including stints working overseas for many months. Right now, she’s working on her next manuscript and planning her next trip.
Her blog is at http://www.fearlessfastpacedfiction.com. Find her reading picks @ReadThis4fun on Twitter, and befriend her on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/SueSwift ). Her sites are at http://www.sue-swift.com and http://www.suzdemello.com.
November 14, 2012
November 11, 2012
Toe Cleavage is now available from Amazon KDP for 99 cents!
http://victoriablisse.co.uk/sunday-snog
Today’s Sunday snog is from Toe Cleavage, a short story that’s available for the almost unbeatable price of 99 cents.
Is it any good, you ask?
Well, here are reviews:
“Deliciously hot!”
–Author Justine Elyot
“This book was great…very believable fun story…Thanks for the quick romp.”
–Black Disaster Fairy
“Five stars…brought me into a world I don’t have a clue about. Very well-written short story.”
–Kurt Wannanut (The Erotic Critic)
Soooo…what’s it about?
Shelbie Nathanson resents Rick Saldano’s ascension to C.O.O. of her family’s shoe company, a job she’s wanted all her life. But she can’t resist his red-hot, sexy style of lovemaking… one that focuses on her passion: shoes.
And here’s the snog:
The moment they were alone in the elevator, she sprang at him and pressed her lips against his. His arms wrapped around her and held her tight as his tongue invaded her mouth. She sucked at him hard, shoving her hands into his hair. He tasted and felt divine.
Her body was aflame, all light and heat, and he picked her up as though she were made of unsubstantial fire, weighing nothing. She wrapped her legs around his waist, clinging to his shoulders. His big hands supported her under her ass, and he rubbed and kneaded the cheeks as he walked, continuing to kiss her hard and deep, the thrusts of his tongue presaging what she hoped his cock would be doing very soon.
He forced her against the wall, keeping her pinned with his solid, muscular body while he found his keys in his pocket and opened a nearby door. Dragging her through, he kicked the door shut.
She was trapped with him in the darkness. It was crazy, but she didn’t care. At that moment, she didn’t give two
Toe Cleavage, erotic romance by Suz deMello
farts about the company or anything else except getting this man inside her.
She scrabbled for his belt and zipper while he tore at her pantyhose, shredding them at the crotch and ripping them away from her already damp pussy. She got his pants down enough to grab his shaft, poking out of the slit in his boxers. He groaned, and she squeezed before giving his hard length a little pump.
He was ready and so was she. She hauled at him, bringing him closer until she could get up on her toes and again hook a leg around his waist. He turned, again lifting and pressing her up against a wall to steady her.
She clutched his shoulders and never wanted to stop kissing him. His unique flavor enticed her, though she couldn’t place it. A little like the food and drink he’d had, and a little spicy, like his male aroma. She sucked on his tongue the way she wanted to suck his dick. She loved the way his tongue danced and tangled with hers, raising her desire to an unquenchable craving. Promising rapture, he reached down to rub his round cockhead, sticky with the first sweet drop of jism, against her clit.
Heaven, heaven it was, with the beginnings of her release flashing through her body with the slick stroke of his tool, and even better when his rod slid a fraction of an inch and thrust inside. She didn’t hold back and he didn’t either, and gravity did the rest of the work. Wet and open, she was deliciously impaled on a cock so thick and fine that he seemed to pierce right to her heart. Lightning flared, snapping along her skin…it didn’t take more than a few strokes before her orgasm thrummed through her, vibrating every cell.
She screamed as she came, and he stilled instantly. “Are you okay?”
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About me:
Sue Swift/Suz deMello
Best-selling, award-winning author Sue Swift, a.k.a Suz deMello, has written over fifteen novels, plus several short stories and non-fiction articles. She writes in numerous genres including romance, mystery, paranormal, historical, contemporary comedy and erotica. She’s a freelance editor who’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, Liquid Silver Books and Etopia Press. She also takes on private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in PW, Kirkus and Booklist, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, she resides in northern California. Her passion is world travel, and she’s left the US over a dozen times, including stints working overseas for many months. Right now, she’s working on her next manuscript and planning her next trip.
Find her reading picks @ReadThis4fun on Twitter, and befriend her on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/SueSwift ). Her sites are at http://www.sue-swift.com and http://www.suzdemello.com.
November 10, 2012
Halloween’s over, but who cares? Read Prophecy of the Undead by Fiona McGier
Scary stories will never go out of style!
What’s it about?
Keisha is a neurobiology researcher determined to discover the secret to intelligence to save humanity from itself. What she learns leads her to realize a bigger threat comes from beyond the stars. Yuri is a Russian vampire whose long-dead feelings respond to the scientist whose brain he admires but whose curves he can’t resist. Will his love reach the places in her heart that she has ignored for so long? And can they defeat the prophecy of the undead to find happiness sharing eternity?
Buy link: http://eternalpress.biz/book.php?isbn=9781615727988
Note: paperback will become available in a couple of weeks.
Excerpt:
Keisha wakes up to find herself tied up in the trunk of a car, and futilely tries to escape while the men had to walk to a gas station when they ran out of gas. They’ve returned:
The trunk opened and Keisha closed her eyes, hoping that if she appeared to be still unconscious, they would leave her alone.
She felt the tip of a gun against her cheek as it stroked her face.
“Aw, she’s still out cold. That’s no fun.”
“Just feel her up then let’s get out of here. I’m getting a weird feeling that we’re being watched…”
Prophecy of the Undead
“By who? There’s no one else out in this God-forsaken…what the fuck?”
Keisha heard a swooshing sound and opened her eyes to see a blur of movement. There was a snarling growl, combined with the yells of real fear, coming from her two tormentors.
“Kill the bitch!.”
She felt the gun stuck into her ribs and held her breath, waiting for death. The gun fired. The bullet tore its way through her skin and chest muscles, burned through her lung, and severed arteries as it lodged in her heart. She found it difficult to let out the breath or to breathe in any more air.
There was the awful sound of breaking bones…then silence.
Someone leaned over into the trunk and lifted her gently out as if she was as light as a child. She felt herself being laid on the ground and fought to breathe as her blood pulsed out of her through the chest wound, soaking her clothes and making them stick to her. Her rescuer tore through the knots that she was unable to budge. She tried to thank him with her last gasps of air.
“Tha…thanks.” She choked on her own blood and her head swam.
“Keisha, look at me,” he commanded in a voice that sounded vaguely familiar, but very distant, as if she was moving far away from him.
She tried to focus her gaze but merely saw the outlines of a man’s torso, with a face barely visible, topped with white hair that shone in the dim moonlight.
“I had hoped to spare you this but I have no other choice now. I can’t lose you…I won’t. You must choose right now, before it’s too late. Do you want to live?”
In her mind she giggled but all that came out of her mouth was a gargling sound.
“Um, yeah…don’t think…option anymore…”
“Yes, it is. But if I do this thing, you will be changed. You will be alive, yet not alive. Are you sure you want me to do this?”
Her head nodded up and down as darkness descended, her vision clouded by the blood that was everywhere now. She drifted off and idly wondered if she was going anywhere or if she was just going to lose consciousness and that would be the end of thought.
Suddenly her mind was invaded by a tall, blond man with an intense look in his eyes that shone with a black fire in their depths.
What are you doing here? I’m busy dying…who are you?
“You are dying but not in the way you expect. What I’m doing is ensuring that you will wake up again tomorrow night. What images would you like me to entertain you with as your body dies?”
She tried to shrug but was unable to move any part of her body.
She felt herself being held by strong arms, with the tiny hairs on her neck standing at full attention while the lips on her neck created a drowsy drugged feeling in her mind.
“How about something erotic?”
Like?
She was suddenly on a downy-soft bed, naked, with a man’s head between her thighs. His tongue was driving her mad with desire as he alternated between licking her from front to back, and nibbling on her clit gently. When his fingers pulled the hood back and his teeth grazed her clit, she screamed with pleasure as the orgasm crashed through her with the force of a tsunami. She rose up off of the bed with the tightening of her muscles. Then the man loomed before her, spread her thighs uncomfortably wide and his hips surged forward. The pleasure she had just felt multiplied as his massive organ pushed its way into her, stretching her almost beyond comfort. He filled her, then withdrew only to slam into her again and again. It was almost more than she could bear. She screamed as he came, the force of his orgasm making her spasm with an intensity to match his own.
He growled like a wild animal as he pulsated inside of her. Her muscles clenched around him. Her orgasms were like a roller coaster of pleasure, pushing her up a hill then crashing her down on the other side.
The last thing she remembered was his voice telling her, “Drink. Drink deeply. Take as much as you can hold. I have emptied you; now, fill yourself with me.”
I’m already filled with you. Her thoughts were her own but inexplicably she felt his chest move as he chuckled. Everything went black and she drifted off into nothingness.
Author bio:
Fiona has always had stories in her head, with characters telling her about their lives. Often she wakes up with entire story arcs that she has to feverishly write down before starting her day. Now that her four children are erudite young adults, she hides from everyone for hours, bringing the stories to life. She hopes that you enjoy your short trip into her mind as you meet some of the heroines and heroes who live there, and now on these pages also. If you want to read more, she has a series of six contemporary romance books about the members of a large Hispanic family, The Reyes Family Romances. She also wrote two books about female spies who work for a top-secret international agency, as well as two stand-alone contemporary romances. Visit her at: www.fionamcgier.com, where the first page is her blog.
http://www.manicreaders.com/FionaEMcGier/
http://www.amazon.com/-/e/B003J8QJGE
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Sue Swift/Suz deMello
Best-selling, award-winning author Sue Swift, a.k.a Suz deMello, has written over fifteen novels, plus several short stories and non-fiction articles. She writes in numerous genres including romance, mystery, paranormal, historical, contemporary comedy and erotica. She’s a freelance editor who’s worked for Total-E-Bound, Ai Press, Liquid Silver Books and Etopia Press. She also takes on private clients.
Her books have been favorably reviewed in PW, Kirkus and Booklist, attained the finals of the RITA and hit several bestseller lists.
A former trial attorney, she resides in northern California. Her passion is world travel, and she’s left the US over a dozen times, including stints working overseas for many months. Right now, she’s working on her next manuscript and planning her next trip.
Find her reading picks @ReadThis4fun on Twitter, and befriend her on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/SueSwift ). Her sites are at http://www.sue-swift.com and http://www.suzdemello.com.
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