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BIND ME CLOSE, #menage and light #BDSM deep in the heart of Texas! BUY at EC and Are now!

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#Menage with your Cowboys? BDSM with them, too? BIND ME CLOSE is for you!

#3You like more than one man?
Ah. Who doesn't?

I give you lots of them in my KNIGHTS IN BLACK LEATHER series in the little Texas town of Bravado!

#1First, we had ROPE ME IN when one woman found bliss with 3 brothers. Then, TIE ME DOWN where a shibari master learned that the woman he wanted most, he'd tie down...permanently.

Then we had the prequel to all this in STEAL ME AWAY when a Comanche stole an Anglo woman and kept her as his loving wife!

#2Now we have Sheriff Wade Saxon, a man who never lets any woman bind him...and who doesn't believe in sharing a woman with another man.

Too bad, isn't it, that the one woman he craves wants menage with a man whom Wade doesn't care for. They have a past. One wherein Giles Benedict, the local doctor, got too close for comfort to the only other woman Wade liked.
You'll want this next story in the town where the men are good and plenty and the women wear only a smile!
The Prequel
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TONIGHT #SEALs Going Hot series TWITTER PARTY 7 Central! Giveaways!

What to do to stay up on The Mission:

1. Attend Seals Going Hot TW party May 20 at 7 Central
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2. Jot down dates for SEALs GOING HOT series releases:
   May 16           DESIREE HOLT
   JUNE 13        CERISE DELAND
   JULY 18         SAMANTHA CAYTO
  AUGUST 15   BRENNA ZINN

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 The men are hot...and the series never ends!

#Cover reveal for Victoria Vane's new SLOW HAND #Western series! Yummy excerpt too!

SLOW HAND (Hot Cowboy Nights #1) by Victoria Vane, coming Nov 2014!

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He went to work on his shirt buttons. His collar was soon wide open revealing a generous show of muscular chest that make her hands itch to rip it off him. She diverted her gaze and curled her itchy hands by her sides. “Have no fear, cowboy,” Nikki replied in a tone meant to disguise the warm flush that had come over her. “I corralled all my wild impulses long ago.”“Did you, now?” He still stood in doorway, head cocked. “Somehow, I think you may have missed a few strays.” “Maybe I need to make myself clearer. I have an aversion to cocky cowboys.” Just keep telling yourself that, Nikki. Maybe if you repeat it often enough it’ll become true. “Is that so?” His brows flew upward. “I can’t say I ever met a woman with an actual aversion to me.”“Don’t take it personally. It’s nothing against you in particular, but to your type.” “And what do you think you know about my type?” “Since I don’t have a pole handy, enough to keep you at arms-length. Besides that, this whole line of conversation is entirely inappropriate in light of professional ethics, don’t you think? You are my attorney, after all.”“Well, darlin’,” he scratched his unshaven jaw, “there’s a little hitch to that.”“What do you mean? You said you’d help me.”“And I will, but you can’t engage my professional services until I know who you are.”“I’ve told you who I am!” she insisted.“Sweetheart, I’m a lawyer, and according to the law, your claim don’t weigh without authentication.”“Authentication?”“Proof.”“So what are you saying? That you don’t believe me?” “I’m not saying that at all. Only that our professionalrelationship will commence once you get your I.D. In the interim,” His gaze slid over her in a way that threatened to melt her insides, “you’d best find yourself a nice, long, sturdy pole.”

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My three year publishing anniversary is approaching! Come celebrate with me! Pick up my New Adult Novel Jocelyn’s Choice for just .99 cents!A New Adult Romance    Jocelyn Andrews, a shy, awkward, high school senior, has never even been on a date until she meets Alex Jordon, the older, more experienced brother of her best friend Evan. Jocelyn falls hard for the charming player and wants to explore all of the “firsts” that go along with new love. Alex has no problem showing her what she’s been missing.   Alex is captivated by young, innocent Jocelyn and to his own surprise, only has eyes for her.  One night of careless passion leads to a life-altering dilemma. Alex must head back to Yale to finish an internship, having no idea what he’s left behind. Jocelyn must decide what to do on her own, forcing her to grow up much faster than she anticipated.   Reality sets in, decisions are made and Jocelyn has to live with her choices. Alex returns home to more than he ever bargained for. Young love has never been more complicated as they deal with a teen pregnancy, social barriers, and concerned family members. Life sometimes throws a curve ball, but the unexpected isn’t always bad.



I sat on the floor in the tiny bathroom and debated whether I should reach up to the counter and check the stick I had just peed on. It had been over five minutes, more than enough time to get the results I dreaded. I’d thrown up twice since starting the test, but I had gotten used to that. I had been throwing up for over two weeks now. At first, I thought it was just the stress I felt over him leaving. It wasn’t until after he went back to Yale that I realized I was more than three weeks late.Three weeks and two days, to be exact. I didn’t have to look at that test to know what it was going to tell me, because I already knew. My stomach did another flip just thinking about it. The July heat wasn’t helping, either. I hovered over the toilet, pulled my long hair out of the way, and emptied whatever was left in my system, which wasn’t much. I stood from the floor and rinsed out my mouth, my gaze veering over toward the pregnancy test. My hands trembled as I slowly picked it up. I forced myself to look. I needed the confirmation.Two pink lines . . . no shock there. I even knew exactly when it happened. The day of the week, and where we were. But, how did I let this happen? I knew the answer to that too.Available now for just .99 cents!
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RIDE THE MUSTANG, Desiree Holt's #SEALsGoingHot story out today everywhere!

Do not miss the first in the SEALs GOING HOT series! Desiree Holt's is out today everywhere!
Fletcher "Mustang" Call is a dedicated SEAL and a committed Dom. The one thing he isn't is relationship material. A tragedy in his past killed his desire for more than a good time on leave and a little D/s play. Until April Coe walked into his life, a woman unlike any he’s known. Problem is, she’s as vanilla as they come. April was warned about Mustang, a man as wild and free as his call sign, so she doesn’t expect him to stick around for long. That’s okay, she'll enjoy the great sex while she can. At least, she thought it was great. When she senses her sexy bronco is holding back, she has to decide whether to ride the mustang a little harder or set him free.

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Need a nibble?Of course you do!Copyright 2014, Desiree Holt. All rights reserved.
She had a plan already in her head. Once they were in bed, naked, she’d go to work on him with her mouth and her hands the way he loved. Then, when she had him hanging on the edge, she’d pry it out of him. Because she really wanted answers.She could hardly concentrate while she put away the leftovers and loaded the plates and silverware in the dishwasher. She had taken great care, showering and dressing for tonight. And naughtily left off any panties. When she bent over the dishwasher, the skirt rode up and she knew he could see her bare flesh.“Jesus, April.” His breath hissed through his teeth. “Are you deliberately trying to drive me nuts?”She turned and gave him what she hoped was a sexy smile. “Maybe.”He rose from his chair, all six foot four of him. She looked at him over her shoulder and saw heat burning unmistakably in his slate grey eyes. The muscles in his rough-jawed face were tight with hunger. One large hand cupped her chin, tilting it up so he could brush his mouth over hers. “I’ve only satisfied one kind of hunger so far tonight. I need to feed the other.”“Someone’s in a hurry tonight,” she teased, but she was glad. It made her plan that much easier to put into play. Holding something back.
No! Not this time.
Now do you RIDE THE MUSTANG?
You know you want to!

    Known the world over as the oldest living author of erotic romance, and referred to by USA Today as the Nora Roberts of erotic romance, Desiree Holt is three times a finalist for an EPIC E-Book Award (and a winner in 2014), a nominee for a Romantic Times Reviewers Choice Award, winner of the first 5 Heart Sweetheart of the Year Award at The Romance Studio as well as twice a CAPA Award winner for best BDSM book of the year, winner of the Holt Medallion for Excellence in Romance Literature. She has been featured on CBS Sunday Morning and in The Village Voice, The Daily Beast, USA Today, The (London) Daily Mail, The New Delhi Times and numerous other national and international publications.
   “Desiree Holt is the most amazing erotica author of our time and each story is more fulfilling then the last.” (Romance Junkies)
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May 16 Desiree Holt with RIDE THE MUSTANG

June 13 Cerise DeLand with BURNING FOR NERO

July 18 Samantha Cayto with CATCHING EAGLE'S EYE

August 15 Brenna Zinn with TOUCHING MIDAS

Allll summer long, you sizzle with our SEALs.

No easy nights for you, friends....
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#SEALs GOING HOT, new series begins May 17! Action list for you...

What to do to stay up on The Mission:

1. Jot down dates for SEALs GOING HOT series releases:
   May 16           DESIREE HOLT
   JUNE 13        CERISE DELAND
   JULY 18         SAMANTHA CAYTO
  AUGUST 15   BRENNA ZINN

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4. The men are hot...and the series never ends!

ADMIT YOU WANT IT, #BDSM #erotic #boxed set from Lisabet Sarai! And a #giveaway of her short story!

Admit You Want It: BDSM EroticaBy Lisabet Sarai
Deluxe “boxed set” ebook, now available from Books We Love!
Buy link - Amazon USBuy link - Amazon UKFor connoisseurs of literate kink, Admit You Want It combines eighteen of Lisabet Sarai's sizzling D/s short stories plus a 30,000 word novella in one economical package.
Just a Spanking (pushing limits in an established relationship)Wired (some technically creative bondage)Ruler (an absolute monarch learns a lesson)Silver Bells (intense BDSM holiday ménage)Sundae, Bloody Sundae (lesbian BDSM about terror and trust )Stroke (submission is all in the mind)Quiet Evening at Home (a two-timing charmer gets what he deserves)Limbo (journeys outside the body to the edges of endurance)Bangkok Noir (BDSM thriller set in the steamy heart of Asia)Like Riding a Bicycle (a long-married couple reclaim their kinky roots)Domestic Goddess (punishing an inattentive Master) On the Beach (romantic and intense M/F/M ménage)Shades of Red (femdom revelations in the Amsterdam red light district)Try Before You Buy (light-hearted lesbian D/s) Tease (fantasies of submission fulfilled)Wednesday Night at Rocky's Ace Hardware (toys are everywhere!) Higher Power (magick, spirit and submission)Spank Me Again, Stranger (an unexpected birthday celebration)Limits: A Love Story (love and blood sports)
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"If you love BDSM stories that reach into your darkest places and keep you on the edge of your seat, then you simply must give 'Spank Me Again, Stranger' a try." - Whipped Cream Erotic Romance Reviews (five stars)“'Bangkok Noir' grabs you from the opening paragraph and doesn't let you go until the fade-out" - Tim - Two Lips Reviews (five kisses)Excerpt, Copyright 2014, Lisabet Sarai. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED.
Bangkok Noir – Rated R
I picked up the little whip that Ajarn gave me to use in my act and swirled the thongs lazily around above my head. Then I stuck it between my thighs and rubbed it back and forth. Mmm. I could smell myself, as I got more and more wet.
I checked my audience. Everyone was watching me. I chose first one man, then another. I stared at each one until he was too embarrassed and lowered his head. I didn't smile, just stared. Letting them know with my eyes that I was in charge. The boss lady.
At the end of the row of benches, I noticed somebody new. A handsome farang with hair the color of straw, wearing business clothes that looked expensive. He smiled at me, a strange smile that made me feel like I was naked.
Of course, my costume doesn't hide very much. Normally, that gives me a feeling of power. Maybe I will allow them to see the hidden parts. Maybe not.
With this man, it didn't matter what I was wearing. I felt like he could see right through my clothing. Like he could see every bit of me, even if I wore street clothes. My nipples started to ache, and my G-string got more slippery than ever.
For the first time since I started working for Ajarn, I was nervous. I stumbled on my spiky heels. I almost lost my balance. Luckily, I was able to turn the mistake into a sexy dip that showed off my bare rear. Most of the customers didn't notice.
The blond man was not fooled.
My heart was beating so hard that it hurt. When I finished my dancing time, I ran into the toilet and splashed some water on my face. I crouched down, my back against the wall, listening to the chatter of the other girls. My eyes closed, I tried to follow my breathing, the way the monks taught me. All I could see was the farang looking at me, with that X-ray stare of his, like something from a science fiction movie.
I stayed in the bathroom for as long as I could. I knew Ajarn would notice if I was gone too long. Finally, I had to go back out. I peeked out from behind the curtains, trying to see if he was still there. When I saw that his seat was empty, I sighed with relief.
I headed toward the bar to get a Coke. My throat was tight and dry. Then I felt a hand on my arm. It was him. His skin was so cool, it made me shiver.
"Can I buy you a drink?" he asked. His voice was kind, and made me think of music. Still, I felt something like terror. He stared at me without blinking. Now it was me who had to look away.
Ajarn was on the other side of the room, watching us. I couldn't refuse.
"Thank you, sir. Just a moment. I go get a Coke, come back right away."
"Let me go with you," he said smoothly. He took my arm and walked me to the bar. After we got our drinks, he guided me to a table in the corner.
"Sit," he ordered. I didn't want to, not really. But what could I do? I clicked my glass against his. "Chok dee," I said. "Good luck to you." 
His smile made me feel like I had eaten a meal of live butterflies. "Same to you. What's your name?"
"My name Nok. What your name?"
"You can call me Sam," he said. "Nok is bird, right?"
I nodded. He brushed my long hair off my shoulders and down my back. Then he took my chin in his hand. He raised my eyes to meet his again. I felt like I was captured. Trapped.
"Very appropriate. You're as delicate and airy as a sparrow." I thought of those caged birds they sell at the temples. You set the birds free to make merit, but they always return to their masters.
Without warning, he kissed me. His lips were as soft as his voice, at least at first. I thought I should stop him, though. I tried to pull away. His right hand held my mouth against his. His left arm wrapped around my waist. I couldn't move.
So I gave up. I let him slide his tongue into my mouth and suck the breath from me. The funny thing was, as soon as I gave in to him, I began to like it. He smelled like soap and expensive cologne. He tasted like his whiskey. I could feel that he was strong, much stronger than he looked, with his slim body and fancy clothes.
He kissed me harder, biting my lip. I felt like I was melting. He let go of my chin and played with my breasts through the stretchy mesh. My sex was on fire against the hot, sticky leather.
Suddenly, he pinched one of my nipples, digging in his fingernails. His mouth smothered my cry of surprise and pain. After the pain, though, I felt amazing pleasure, shooting up my spine like lightning. 
"You like that, Nok." My English is only so-so, but I could tell he wasn't asking a question. He was telling me. And he was right.
I was terribly embarrassed. I wanted him to do it again.
He bent me backwards. My hair nearly brushed the floor. He put his mouth on the other nipple and sucked. I felt like his mouth was between my legs, sucking me there. It was heaven. I reached up, wanting to stroke him, but he pushed my hands away.
Then, when I was not expecting it, he sank his teeth into my flesh. Everything went dark for an instant. Then pain exploded in me, brilliant as the sun. I was burning up, but I wanted to burn.
When I opened my eyes, he was watching me. That strange smile was on his face, but he also looked worried. "That's enough for tonight, Nok," he murmured. "I have an appointment elsewhere. But I will come back for you, soon."
I was too dazed to say anything. He stuffed a thousand baht note into the cup with the bill, to cover two one hundred baht drinks, and stood to leave. I grabbed his shirt. Not thinking, but not wanting him to go.
"Please, sir..."He flicked his thumb across one of my aching nipples. Delicious echoes of pain rippled through me. "Be patient, Nok. Be patient and wait. Now is not your time."
Before I could say or do anything more, he was gone. I sat on the stool, confused. Ashamed. Frustrated. Sticky and dirty and smelling like a whorehouse. I buried my face in my hands, almost ready to cry.
Someone tapped me on the shoulder. "Your turn to dance again," said Lin. I nodded and stood up. I was still shaking.
"Who was that guy?" she asked. She knew that something was wrong with me.
"Just a guy," I said. I made myself sound uninterested. "Just a customer."
I paid my respects to the shrine in the corner, then climbed back onto the pedestal. I began to dance, showing off my whip to customers. Trying to look like I was in control.

Need a HEAT WAVE? Adriana Kraft has one for you in Book 2 of Riders Up series!

Heat Wave, by Adriana KraftRiders Up: Book Two
B&B Publishing, April 30, 2014ISBN  (ebook) 978-0-9894693-9-5ASIN B00JZ6GW6GRomantic Suspense, 93,000 wordsHeat rating: Four flames
BLURBDuring an oppressive Iowa summer of drought and farm foreclosures, widowed Maggie Anderson makes a bold decision: She’ll merge her love of horses and her family’s three hundred and twenty acres into a horse farm and try her hand at nearby Prairie Meadows Race Track, where racing purses have just been augmented by the recently added casino gambling.
Down on his luck after being falsely accused in a racing scandal and banned from training, former Arlington Race Track trainer Ed Harrington has skulked home to Des Moines to drown his sorrows and wait for the dust to clear. He’s unprepared for the piercing robin’s-egg-blue eyes of pint-sized Maggie Anderson, who finds him at a flophouse and offers him a job. Can he pull himself together and meet the challenge?
As the two forge a tumultuous working partnership, they soon discover someone is out to get Maggie’s farm and will stop at almost nothing to force her off the land. Can they find and stop the culprit before someone is killed? Can they survive the far greater danger unleashed by the raw passion simmering just beneath the surface of their relationship?
REVIEWS:
Five stars at Amazon: Heartfelt with mystery and hope…made me cry. Spot on interplay between the main characters…well written and extremely enjoyable to read. Donna H. I felt like I was on a roller coaster reading this story! Laughing one second, then felt like crying the next, always on the edge wanting to know what is going to happen next. Amy B.BUY LINK
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EXCERPT
“Mr. Harrington, have you decided to take the job?”
“Well, it’s not like I have a lot of other offers.” He grinned faintly, like a child returning from a runaway attempt.
That smile tore at Maggie’s heart. Had he really said she was pretty?
“You may be getting in way over your head,” he cautioned. “Hell, maybe me, too. But I’m willing to try. Of course, I don’t have much to lose. If you’re going to be in this business, it’s important to know something about all elements of the game. In the long run, you may not want to take on the track responsibilities of a trainer. There are a lot ways to play the game.
“We do need to clear up one matter.” Harrington sighed and dropped his gaze. “You know I can’t take your horses to the track. Can’t help you out there.”
Maggie nodded. “I know about the ban, Ed. That doesn’t have anything to do with me. You’ve been vouched for. That’s enough. There are likely a lot of bridges yet to cross. Let’s take them one at a time.”
“I’m all for that, Maggie.” Harrington lifted his cup in salute.
That was the first time he’d called her Maggie. It sounded too familiar, yet they had to be on a first name basis if they were going to work together as a team. She took a short breath, excited about actually beginning to put in place her plan to save the farm. Her nerves tingled at the prospect.
Or, perhaps they were responding to the man who pronounced Maggie in a gravelly voice that oozed intimacy.

ABOUT ADRIANA KRAFT

Adriana Kraft is the pen name for a husband/wife team writing sizzling romantic suspense and erotic romance.The award-winning pair has published over thirty erotic romance novels and novellas to outstanding reviews. Romantic pairings include straight m/f, lesbian, bisexual, ménage and polyamory, in both contemporary and paranormal settings.
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