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May 31, 2017
Mid Week Tease: Gloria was stunned into silence as she took him in. #MWTease
Hi everyone,
Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! I’m sharing another excerpt from my M/F hot contemporary romance novella, Fast Lust, from the British Bad Boys Boxed Set. I’ve skipped ahead a little, though. The set is now available exclusively in the Kindle Unlimited programme, so you can read it as part of that if you’re a subscriber. Alternatively you can 1-click from Amazon in the usual way.
She found the garages without too much trouble, and after asking a couple more people for further directions, she finally located 19—otherwise known as Rafe Donovan. Who, despite the first man’s reluctance to divulge gossip, she now knew had a story, as well as no outside funding. It wouldn’t fill many column inches at the moment, but at least it gave her a jumping-off point.
Passing into the gloom of the garage-cum-workshop, which was indeed, in the arse end of nowhere—she’d long since passed the areas given over to the biggest teams—she gave her eyes a moment to adjust to the light before approaching the three men clustered around the Kawasaki. They were so engrossed in their work that they didn’t notice her.
After a moment, though, the man himself looked up from his task and wiped the back of his hand across his forehead—leaving an oily streak—and spotting her in the process. A slight frown on his face, he stood up and met her gaze, a glint of interest in his eyes. “Hello, can I help you?”
Gloria was stunned into silence as she took him in. He’d unzipped the top half of his leathers, leaving them hanging around his waist. It looked cumbersome, but not as much, she guessed, as trying to work whilst wearing the top half, too. Underneath he wore a white T-shirt, which she felt was an unwise choice, but one she appreciated, given the way it clung to his chest and torso and afforded a delightful view of his muscular arms. The blobs and smudges of oil and dirt only served to highlight the bright whiteness of the material, and the tanned skinned of the wearer.
As well as having luscious dirty-blond hair that she wanted to tangle her fingers in, Rafe was also incredibly handsome. He had cheekbones to die for, a smattering of pale stubble on his cheeks and chin, lips that should really have been too plump for a man, but somehow suited him, and the most soulful pair of blue eyes she’d ever seen. She suspected that, had he not been wearing leathers and covered in dirt and grime, he would actually appear angelic. But, as it was, he came across as quite the opposite. An impression cemented by his next words. “Hey, you lost, sweetheart? You looking for somewhere to powder your nose?”
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May 30, 2017
New from Award-winning Author Saskia Walker: Rex (A Stepbrother Romance) #eroticromance @saskiawalker #billionaire #stepbrother
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lurb:
Rex Carruthers can have any woman he wants, but he wants only one – his stepsister, Carmen Shelby. Their desire was once forbidden, and Rex walked away from his heritage as a result. Now, the reading of a will brings them back together, and Rex has something Carmen wants – his birthright, the stately home, Burlington Manor.
Carmen Shelby is haunted by her desire for her stepbrother, Rex – a dangerous, masterful player, the man who broke her heart. Then Rex makes an outrageous suggestion – he will give her the Burlington Manor Estate, in exchange for the affair they were denied.
Carmen must risk her fragile heart and explore a new, submissive sexuality with Rex, a natural Dom. She quickly discovers Rex may be her true master, but can he control the powerful family secrets that both drew them together – and threaten to tear them apart.
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Coming soon in print.
*****
HERE’S AN EXCERPT
Carmen’s attitude triggered something dark in Rex. Something that was hungry and demanding to be fed. “Crawl to me,” he commanded.
Carmen’s head dropped back as if she’d been physically slapped.
The urge to push her some more roared in on him, taking charge. He strode to the chair where his clothes lay abandoned from the night before.
Swiping up his jeans, he fished into the pocket. He tossed the key chain out across the floor, holding on to the end of the long chain. “Get down on your hands and knees and crawl over here for it.”
When the key landed on the Persian rug, she stared down at it.
Rex jerked on the chain.
The key flipped over on the floor between them, like bait. Like a lure.
“Show me what you want, what you came here for,” he said.
Carmen shook her head.
“I want to know exactly what you wanted when you stepped through the door. The truth.”
She stared up at him. “I can’t do this.”
“You can, because you want the Manor, and you agreed to do whatever I said to get it.” Would she use the safeword? Would this push her humiliation trigger just that bit too far? He didn’t care, as long as it got the truth out of her. He had to know. “Why are you here? What did you want? Just the property?”
“Yes.” She dropped onto her hands and knees. Her voice was weak, forced. “It’s a fair exchange, that’s what you said.”
The light outlined her body, drawing his eye to her curves.
She moved suddenly, jerking forward and crawling toward the key, but she was in turmoil. He could sense it. He could see it.
The sight of her that way made him painfully hard and yet his sense of frustration only grew. He wanted to understand this woman more than anything in the world.
When she got to it, her hand wrapped around the key, but she stayed there, shifting uneasily. The light from the window fell across her naked form, delineating the arch of her waist and the curve of her hip. Her soft skin glowed in the morning light. In contrast, her face was shadowed by her hair as it fell forward, and she looked up at him like a wild creature, her eyes blazing.
“Tell me why,” he demanded, and he held tight to his end of the key chain.
Her body rippled, her back arching. Her head swung to one side. She whimpered. Taking a deep breath she moved again, gathering the chain up in her hand as she went.
“Just the house?” he asked. “That’s all you wanted? You were that mercenary?”
She froze, then sat back on her heels. Her breathing was labored. She was battling inner demons.
He pressed her further. “Why is this so hard for you to talk about?”
“Because I’m scared.” She stared up at him, and her eyes looked wild.
Rex swallowed. “Why are you scared?”
Her eyes flashed shut. “Because I wanted you.” Her voice was scarcely above a whisper “I didn’t realize how much, at first, but I came here because I’ve always wanted you.”
Rex’s chest felt tight and restricted.
He let go of the key chain, throwing it down on the floor, and clicked his fingers. “Then come to my side.”
She moved fast, kneeling at his feet, her arms wrapping around his thighs. The key and its chain lay abandoned on the floor. Rex stared down at it, assuring himself of what had occurred.
She clung to him, and he felt damp tears against his skin. “Please don’t tease me about it.”
Rex let his head drop back, relief barreling through him.
Grateful, and empowered, he stroked her head possessively, admitting to himself that a month would never be enough.
Never enough.
*****
Author bio and links:
Saskia Walker is a USA Today Bestseller and award-winning author. Her short stories and novellas have appeared in over one hundred international anthologies and several international magazines, including Cosmo, Penthouse, and Bust. After writing shorts for several years Saskia moved into novel-length projects.
Fascinated with seduction, Saskia loves to explore how and why we get from saying “hello” to sharing our most intimate selves in moments of extreme passion. Her novels Double Dare and Rampant both won Passionate Plume awards and her writing has twice been nominated for a RT Book Reviews Reviewers’ Choice Award. She has lots more stories in the pipeline! Saskia lives in the north of England on the edge of the Yorkshire moors, with her real life hero, Mark, and a house full of felines.
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May 29, 2017
The Carpenter (Death Isle #6) by Kera Faire
I’d just like to say thank you for inviting me as me dark side, Kera Faire to showcase the latest Death Isle book…The Carpenter.
This is the sixth book in a series I originally thought would be three books. Just shows never to say never eh?
*****
Blurb:
Undercover work plays havoc with any relationship, let alone when your boss is The Carpenter.
Dori Mason is good at her job—usually. However one look from her new boss is all that’s needed to turn her from a capable, in charge, woman to a complete klutz.
For his part Maddock wonders what terrible sin he must have committed in a past life to be landed with the Pa from hell. The fact that she rouses his inner Dom like no other has done before her is so not helping the issue.
He has a job to do, and that means that Dori is forbidden fruit.
A call for help from the Dark Isle, changes everything.
When their masks fall away, the gloves—and clothes— come off.
In the midst of a threat to the very existence of the Dark Isle, can Dori and Maddock find a future together?
*****
And a wee tease…
Maddock slid her down his body. Every inch of her front moved oh so slowly over his erect cock. Red hot arousal shot through her as her mouth went dry, her sight blurry and her clit achingly hard. Her skin tingled and pain of the best kind hit her as Mason dropped her onto the bed, lifted her top with one hand and drew her boob into his mouth with the other. And bit her nipple.
She arched up off the mattress with a moan as he covered her face with the soft cloth of her top. Her arms were lifted and her hands wrapped around the top of the headboard.
“Do not move.” Maddock the Master was back in full force.
Her, “No, Sir,” was an automatic response. His chuckle reached her even though it was muffled by material.
“Good girl. I think we need to talk and then maybe play or punish. I wonder which. First things first, though. You were going to tell me about my totally incompetent but always around PA.” The mattress depressed as she assumed he sat on it, then a typical Scottish chill wafted over her pussy as presumably her skirts were gathered around her waist. His finger circled her clit. Mason hoped it was his, she didn’t fancy a threesome or going public.
“It’s ah…” Damn, she couldn’t concentrate as he played with her clit and almost lazily put one finger inside her.
“Ah?” A second finger followed the first. “Ah what?”
“Ah well I’m not usually as klutzy, but I got even more flustered around you than I had to and couldn’t help it,” she said in a rush.
“And the rest.”
Both fingers were withdrawn and she felt bereft. Empty and… shit what did he say? “Oh Darke asked me to keep an eye on you. You’ll have to ask him why, specifically. All I got told was someone might try to eliminate you, and he really didn’t want it to happen. That was all.” She held her breath. It was true but by God it sounded pathetic.
“Hmm, sounds like Darke to keep us both in the Dark. I just wondered what the hell I’d done to deserve you. Now I know. You were meant for me. Just not as my PA.”
A shrill bell sounded and she began to wriggle off the bed. A large hand held her in place.
“Did I say you could move?”
“Well no but. But.” The bell shrilled on.
The hand that held her moved and smacked her pussy. She had the irreverent thought that she’d given the hand a mind and a will of its own, before she replied. “No Sir.”
“Exactly. Now stay there while I answer it.”
Try as she might she couldn’t fathom out more than the odd ‘yeah, good true, right, eight. Bye’, before there was silence. Mason held her breath as the air moved.
“Now where were we?” Maddock asked.
“You were going to tell me what that was all about maybe, Sir?”
He chuckled. “I’d like to spank you for your sass and keep you in the dark as Darke did to us, but I won’t. It was Milo. Verene is in Thailand. All alerts off. For now. So, let me decide. Ah yes. As I said before, pet. Do not move.”
“Yes, Sir. Or should that be no, Sir? Anyway I’ll do as you say, Sir.”
The Carpenter is available from:
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Happy reading,
love Raven/Kera xx
May 27, 2017
Saturday Spankings #132 – “I hardly know where to begin.” #SatSpanks
Hi everyone,
Welcome to Saturday Spankings, which is where authors post eight-ish sentences of a spanking on their blogs.
I’m continuing with Doctor’s Orders this week, though I’ll probably only share from this book for a couple more weeks, then switch up to something else. I hope you enjoy it! Also – for those of you who enjoy audiobooks, this one is coming in audio format soon. Yay!
Blake took hold of the ends of the stethoscope and used it to lead Aaron towards the bed. Guiding Aaron into place, with the fronts of his naked thighs resting against the side of the mattress, Blake then shoved at his shoulders, bending him over.
Bound, blindfolded and with his arse thrust rudely into the air, heat crept over Aaron’s skin. Heat that was nothing to do with the sort-of spanking he’d been given, and everything to do with whatever Blake was going to dish out next. Would he give out the hiding he’d mentioned, or did he have something else in mind?
“Fucking hell, Aaron,” Blake said, his voice coming from somewhere to Aaron’s right, “you look so fucking hot like that. Arse sticking out, all the goods on display, just waiting for me. I hardly know where to begin.”
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May 26, 2017
Finding Fulfillment (Found by Fate #3) by Lynn Burke (@AuthorLynnBurke)
Blurb:
Jade Matthews may be young, but she knows what she wants in a man–someone mature and kinky, a man who shares her deepest desires to have her pregnant and barefoot in the kitchen and submissively compliant in the bedroom.
Archer Brennan aches to unleash his dark side on the too-young grocery bagger, with her pert pony tail and glossy lips that makes him yearn for a taste. With an ex-wife and a messy divorce threatening to destroy his pursuit of happiness, he binds himself to one rule — hands-off Jade’s tight body until his divorce settlement is final.
A submissive must obey her Dom, but some rules were meant to be broken, and when one misstep threatens the dominant lawyer’s life, will Jade defy Archer’s hands-off decree or lose the only man capable of fulfilling all of her dreams?
Available from:
Roane Publishing
Amazon UK
Amazon US
Barnes & Noble
Smashwords
*****
Excerpt:
I jerked off after my late lunch, thinking I’d be more relaxed and in control once Jade arrived for my…little test. No such damn luck. Nancy rang to let me know Jade had arrived and I instantly went hard. I wanted to tell Nancy to just send her on in, but the gentleman in me wouldn’t allow such an action, hard-on or not.
Standing, I buttoned my suit coat to hide the bulge in my pants and headed for the office door. When I pulled it open, our gazes collided and my attention slid down her neck to where her pulse thrummed. Satisfaction coursed through me.
“Jade,” I smiled, knowing the lust simmering inside of me shone in my eyes. “Come on in.” I stepped back, gesturing her past me and breathing in the scent of snickerdoodles. My hand moved without thought to rest on her lower back as she walked into my office. Her breath caught, and a quick glance up into my face had me jerking my hand away.
Fuck. Can’t touch.
I cleared my throat and shut the door behind her. “You look amazing.”
Pink tinged her cheeks. “Thank you.”
“Why don’t you have a seat on the couch today?” I motioned toward the loveseat beneath my office’s lone window with its upward slanting blinds for privacy.
I sat in my office chair but swiveled to my right to face her.
Jade perched on the couch’s edge, knees together and hands folded on her lap.
I took my time drinking in the sight of her—barely there makeup, hair caressing her shoulders, naked lips, and that dress.
Goddamn, she’d never looked better. The color of her name, the dress wrapped snug around her, the cleavage of her pert breasts barely concealed by the deep V-neck. Stiff nipples, bare legs, and strappy tan heels…and if she followed my thoughts for our meeting, no panties.
My cock strained, hands shook.
Get a grip, man. You’re thirty-five years old, for Christ’s sake, not some teenage jerkoff who can’t control his shit.
“How am I supposed to keep my hands off you?” I murmured, tearing my attention from the darkness between her legs.
Her blush deepened as she shrugged.
I forced myself to settle in my chair. “Sit back, darling. Relax.”
She eased backward into the couch, but tension hitched her shoulders high.
I wanted the test I had in mind to reveal what I hoped it would, but being strung tight would hinder her response to me. “How was your week?”
“Long and boring, same as last week.” She sucked in her lower lip and released it, sending another jolt of lust straight to my cock. “I’ll admit, my nervousness over today probably made it worse.”
“What are you nervous about?”
“The meaning of your note. Your plan.” Her voice escaped as a whisper, and she swallowed. “Wondering if you’ll finally touch me beyond a mere brush of fingers.”
My hand flexed at the thought as my heart picked up pace. “More than anything, I want that exact thing.”
We stared at each other for a few long seconds, the sexual tension thick between us.
I needed to wait until Nancy left. “All in good time,” I finally said, needing to clear my throat. “For now, talk to me. Tell me about your hobbies. What you like to do for fun.”
Jade heaved a deep breath, her breasts rising and drawing my focus downward. Pebbled and begging for my teeth, her nipples pressed tight against the green material covering them.
“Talk to me, Jade,” I encouraged, returning my gaze to her face with a slight smirk which she returned.
A half hour flew by as we chatted, and the inner office ring of my phone startled me. I picked up. “Yes, Nancy?”
“If you don’t mind, I’m going to head out early for the day.”
“That’s fine. I’ll finish up with Miss Matthews here in a few minutes. Would you mind locking the front door on your way out?” I asked as always whenever she left before me.
She agreed and I hung up, turning back to Jade. Her brow furrowed, she played with the ties of her wrap dress.
“Jade.” She glanced up. “Close your eyes for me.”
She obeyed without hesitation, her brow smoothing, and my chest swelled with the trust she showed me.
“I’m going to tell you a story, and I want you to imagine it in your mind. Can you do that for me?”
Her plump lower lip disappeared inside her mouth again as she nodded.
The sound of the front door closing filtered through the blood rushing between my ears.
Time to play.
*****
About Lynn Burke
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.
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*****
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May 24, 2017
Mid Week Tease: That had been incredibly exciting… #MWTease
Hi everyone,
Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! I’m sharing another excerpt from my M/F hot contemporary romance novella, Fast Lust, from the British Bad Boys Boxed Set. It’s now available exclusively in the Kindle Unlimited programme, so you can read it as part of that if you’re a subscriber. Alternatively you can 1-click from Amazon in the usual way.
Gloria just couldn’t imagine how much courage it took to screech around tracks so fast. Pushing a car to eighty miles per hour on the motorway was about as speed demon-like as she ever got. And that was only if it was quiet. These people quite literally put their lives on the line for their sport. She shuddered, hoping nothing of the sort would happen this weekend. That was not something she ever wanted to see.
Pulling herself out of her thoughts, she returned her attention to what was going on. Now the race was over, she needed to go and find her potential interviewee.
Getting to her feet, she flashed a polite smile to the other spectators she’d shared the bank of seats with—only a handful, probably because the bulk of the spectators would only be at the track on the Sunday, for the main races—and returned her empty glass to the bar. She thanked the handsome barman, tipping him a wink when he said “Any time”, his tone a tad lascivious. She had no intention of doing any more than flirting with him, but it couldn’t hurt to keep him on side, given she’d probably be seeing more of him over the next couple of days. If it meant she got served more quickly when the place got busy, then that was just a bonus.
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May 23, 2017
Fun in the Sun Multi-author Event
Hi all,
I’m taking part in this amazing multi-author event, where you can win prizes including Kindle Fires and Amazon gift cards! Click the link below to enter.
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Happy Reading,
Lucy x
May 22, 2017
Third Wheel (Elite Escorts #1) by Lynn Burke (@AuthorLynnBurke)
Blurb:
Carpenter by day, man whore extraordinaire by night, Reid Sullivan lives every man’s dream. But, Elite Escort’s hottest third wheel longs for something more than casual sex with clients.
Jessica Lindy’s testimony helped put her ex-husband behind bars, but she can’t escape his vows of revenge. A jaded single mom, she guards her heart and daughter’s life against any man.
One fateful night with Reid, the temptation for Jessica to allow another man into their lives becomes too hard to resist. But when her past collides with the present, lives–and love–will be lost unless Jessica learns how to lower her defenses. Can the professional escort convince the wary young mom that he can be a different sort of third wheel–the one she can trust?
Available from:
Amazon UK
Amazon US
BookStrand
Evernight Publishing
*****
Excerpt:
“Go into the bedroom and take your clothes off,” he said, stepping back, hands releasing their hold on me. “There are towels in the adjoining bathroom. Wrap one around yourself and get comfy on that big ass bed, belly down.”
Uh … oh yeah. Massage. Right.
Unable to find my voice, I nodded and tried to walk away. Damn heels near sent me sprawling on the floor.
“Here. Let me.” Reid dropped to his knees and lifted one of my feet to unbuckle the black heels Christine had insisted on.
I grabbed hold of his shoulder to keep from falling over, my gaze locked on the dark head inches away from my throbbing clit. Thoughts of him lifting my dress’s hem with his teeth brought a moan to my throat, but I bit down on the inside of my lip to keep from letting it out.
His large hand slid up my calf and back down before making short work of the clasp. My foot slid free, and he ran his hand up my other leg, catching my breath.
Get a grip, Jessica. The barest touch on my skin—hotter than any sex I could remember. My body craved more. One little lick, one little pinch on my clit, and I’d be screaming my release for the world to hear.
“Go on,” Reid said, standing and stepping back, my heels dangling from his hand.
With another thoughtless, dumb nod, I managed to make my feet move. I eyed the massive bed while making my way across the bedroom to the open bathroom door. Images of Reid’s ass clenching with each thrust into my writhing body beneath his flashed across my mind.
“G-good God,” I whispered.
Hands shaking, I all but ripped off my tight dress and restricting bra, but paused to consider my panties. A full body massage…
Another few seconds of indecision and I slid the soaked bit of silk down my legs. Just in case he wanted to knead my ass cheeks. And, nothing more than that, I told myself while wrapping a white fluffy towel around me. A peek into the bedroom revealed it empty, so I scooted to the bed, pulled back the comforter and top sheet, and lay face down a little ways from the edge, eyes clenched shut, pulse pounding through every cell of my body.
Closer than a hair to hyperventilation, I focused on slowing my breathing. Relaxed my muscles as soft instrumental music floated through the closed door.
“Jessica?” Reid’s low voice raised what little hair I had on my body. “Can I come in?”
I squeaked a reply but had to clear my throat and try again. “Yes.”
Yes. Please come … I mean, come in. Touch me. Make me come.
*****
About Lynn Burke
Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.
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May 20, 2017
Saturday Spankings #131 – It certainly wasn’t a romantic gesture. #SatSpanks
Hi everyone,
Welcome to Saturday Spankings, which is where authors post eight-ish sentences of a spanking on their blogs.
I’m continuing with Doctor’s Orders this week. I hope you enjoy it! Also – for those of you who enjoy audiobooks, this one is coming in audio format soon. Yay!
A moment later and a rough hand gripped Aaron’s chin. Warm breath caressed his lips, and the scent of the wine they’d drunk in the restaurant reached his nostrils. “I think I might just do that. But first…” Not releasing his grip on Aaron’s chin, Blake captured his lips in a harsh kiss that was more a clashing of lips, tongue and teeth than anything else. It certainly wasn’t a romantic gesture. Blake possessed Aaron’s mouth fully, sucking and nipping and thrusting, before jerking away, leaving Aaron breathless and swaying slightly.
I hope you enjoyed that snippet! You can buy the book here. And then see the below list to hop to the other authors taking part…
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