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7 #SexySnippets from His to Master and Enjoy

Today I have 7 more #SexySnippets from my next release, His to Master and Enjoy.

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html


In this scene, the hero, Leonardo Caparelli and heroine Paige Palmer exchange their first kiss. They've just had a little falling out over her views on his car, so his blood is up. ;-)

With blazing fire in his eyes, he took hold of her hands and yanked them above her head, until her fingers impacted painfully against the windshield. He then kissed her with an intensity that made her further understand the magnificent man that was Leonardo Caparelli.

“Is Paige Palmer just a woman?” he hissed.
There would be no more mistakes. 

She knew exactly the reply he wanted. “No, she’s very special.” 

He kissed her again. “She’s more than special. She’s an exquisite creation, uniquely designed to give and receive pleasure.”

The Blurb:Leonardo Caparelli is wealthy, good-looking, and runs a highly successful business. He lives life to the fullest with a rare passion, demanding beauty and excitement from the world around him. When he hires the enigmatic Paige Palmer to be his new personal assistant, he is instantly attracted to her, but Leonardo has one rule—he never mixes business with pleasure—until now.Running away from a troubled past, Paige travels a thousand miles across country to start work for the incredibly handsome yet ruthless billionaire. He is always in the news, and well-known for his hot temper and uncompromising attitude, and Paige soon learns that the rumors about his insatiable sexual appetite are all true.However hard she tries to maintain her professionalism, Paige finds it impossible to deny the growing attraction between them. When she finally summons up the courage to tell Leonardo about her past, it sets off a dangerous chain of events that could threaten both their lives.Will Leonardo be able to save Paige, or will her harrowing past destroy them both?
These 7 #SexySnippets were taken from His to Master and Enjoy, due for release 8th July and available on pre-order HERE 

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html

7 #SexySnippets from His to Master and Enjoy

Today I have 7 more #SexySnippets from my next release, His to Master and Enjoy.

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html




In this scene, the hero, Leonardo Caparelli has just asked Paige what she thinks of his car. Unfortunately, her answer seems to have unnerved him. I hope you like it. It's a little longer than usual, because Leon insists on using short sentences when he's angry. :-)

In fact, he wasn’t merely frustrated, he was downright angry, and roughly taking hold of her shoulders, he pushed her toward the Caparelli.

“Just a car? Just a fucking car? Is that how you see life, Paige? In black and white? Well, let me tell you something, woman, I see life in color. Glorious, vibrant color.” 

She looked up into his eyes, and saw the passion growing even stronger. 

The Blurb:
Leonardo Caparelli, is wealthy, good looking, and runs a highly successful business. He lives life to the full, with a rare passion, demanding beauty and excitement from the world around him. When he hires the enigmatic Paige Palmer to be his new personal assistant, he is instantly attracted to her, but Leonardo has one rule--he never mixes business with pleasure--until now.

Running away from a troubled past, Paige travels a thousand miles across country to start work for the incredibly handsome, yet ruthless billionaire. Always in the news, and well-known for his hot temper, and uncompromising attitude, Paige soon learns that the rumors about his insatiable sexual appetite are all true.

However hard she tries to maintain her professionalism, Paige finds it impossible to deny the growing attraction between them. When she finally summons up the courage to tell Leonardo about her past, it sets off a dangerous chain of events that could threaten both their lives.


Will Leonardo be able to save Paige, or will her harrowing past destroy them both?

These 7 #SexySnippets were taken from His to Master and Enjoy, my new upcoming book, due to go on sale in July. 

You can see my other books  HERE

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html

Erotic Massage and a snippet from His to Master and Enjoy

This piece about erotic massage first appeared on fellow Siren author Tara Rose's BDSM Blitz, and I'd thought I'd reprint it on my blog here. If you want to see what the other authors wrote in the BDSM Blitz follow the link HERE


My piece today is about erotic massage, using oils and lotions. You may even ask, what has erotic massage got to do with BDSM. Actually quite a lot, but then it all depends on the relationship and what the expectations are.

In fact, massage is an essential aid to warming the skin, especially as a prelude to a scene such as a spanking, caning etc. Oiling the flesh, keeps the skin supple, and also cuts down the risk of marking or scarring, although it does enhance the sting factor. Ouch! A good choice of oil would be baby oil.

Don’t forget that the aftercare of a sub is an essential role for the dominant, too. What better way than for the Top to gradually help the bottom from an intense rope bondage scene, than to gently massage sweet smelling oils and lotions into their skin and tired muscles, thus showing their appreciation for their submission. A good choice of oil would be those containing soothing and relaxing ingredients such as, Jasmine, Lavender, jojoba and Vitamin E.

Some oils come with a little more pizzazz than you’re expecting. Add some zing to the massage by using ones that heat up the skin. Ones containing, cinnamon, or ginger extract are particularly good. While mentholated rubs, or those containing peppermint start off cool and later become hot. Take things a step further and imagine the effect these oils will have if massaged into intimate areas—a perfect choice for the dominant with a sadistic streak. If using these for enhancing sex, always dilute them first with a water-based lube. Oils such as cinnamon are far too hot to be applied directly to the skin. Start off with a low fifty-fifty mix, and work up to the desired strength.

If a Top is feeling particularly evil, they may use a warming oil, such as one containing cinnamon before a spanking, thus increasing the burn and intensity for their sub. Or, if they use it afterwards then this will prolong the sting. A word of caution: Never use these types of oils on broken or damaged skin, because it could lead to infection.

We’ve all heard of wax play, but did you know that you can buy small massage candles, which contain oils, and fragrances that will enhance your night of passion. Simply light the candle, allow the candle to liquefy, and then pour over your willing partner. Perfect. Now you can combine wax play with a sensual massage. Warning: Always use candles specifically for massage. They have low melting points, and won’t harm delicate skin.

If in doubt, remember that all oils and lotions should be tested on a small patch of skin first. Some oils will degrade latex. Any oil based product used as lube will have a detrimental effect on condoms. These can be anything from Vaseline, baby oil, and even whipped cream. So do be careful.

I hope you’ve enjoyed my piece on massage. In my July release, His to Master and Enjoy, I incorporate a little erotic massage into one of the scenes. 

Here’s a small extract from the book to wet your appetite.

Leon tenderly smoothed his hand over her cheek. Giving herself to him like this took a tremendous amount of courage. Her lips trembled from the effort not to shout out and use her safeword. He brushed his fingers through her hair and looked into her beautiful, frightened eyes, feeling his love for her grow with each breath that he took. She was doing this for him—for them. 

“I’ll never hurt you, Paige. Not in the true sense of the word.” 

“I know that deep down, but now I can’t escape, I feel scared and totally at your mercy.” Her breathing sounded fast, and her breasts rose and fell with increasing rapidity. 

“Then I shall give you something else to think about.” He poured some massage oil into his hand and then proceeded to spread it over the sensuous curve of her belly and breasts, enjoying the feel of the womanly shape beneath his fingertips. 

“What is that?” 

“Something to warm you up and help take your mind off things. It contains cinnamon, and ginger.”  

Her eyes widened. “But that will bur—” 

“Yes, my pet, that’s right, but it will be a nice burn, you’ll see.”

His to Master and Enjoy coming to Siren July 2013

It's time for 7 more #SexySnippets from His to Master an Enjoy

Today I have 7 more #SexySnippets from my up coming release, His to Master and Enjoy.

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html


In this scene, the hero, Leonardo Caparelli has just mentioned to Paige Palmer, his new personal assistant, that they will be traveling to Tuscany, in Italy. 

“Don’t forget we’re going there on business. 

It’s not a vacation, but”—he winked at her—“I think we can find time for a little fun, don’t you?” 

Paige checked out his body language as he smiled across the table at her. 

His dark, almost black eyes seemed to suck her into the sexy, wealthy world that Leonardo inhabited. 

Was he coming on to her? 

She hoped so. 

Oh, boy do I hope so, and if he is, I won’t be dumb enough to turn him down. 

These 7 #SexySnippets were taken from His to Master and Enjoy, my new upcoming book, due to go on sale in July. 

You can see my other books  HERE

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html

A brand new cover for a brand new book

I just wanted to show you all my new cover for...
His to Master and Enjoy
I hope you like it. 
It's the 2nd in my 
The Billionaires and Their Playgrounds series
Coming July 8th 2013

Here's the blurb:

Leonardo Caparelli, is wealthy, good looking, and runs a highly successful business. He lives life to the full, with a rare passion, demanding beauty and excitement from the world around him. When he hires the enigmatic Paige Palmer to be his new Personal Assistant, he is instantly attracted to her, but Leonardo has one rule—he never mixes business with pleasure—until now.
Running away from a troubled past, Paige travels a thousand miles across country to start work for the incredibly handsome, yet ruthless billionaire. Always in the news, and well-known for his hot temper, and uncompromising attitude, Paige soon learns that the rumors about his insatiable sexual appetite are all true.
However hard she tries to maintain her professionalism, Paige finds it impossible to deny the growing attraction between them. When she finally summons up the courage to tell Leonardo about her past, it sets off a dangerous chain of events that could threaten both their lives.
Will Leonardo be able to save Paige, or will her harrowing past destroy them both?

A #SexySnippets from my up coming book - His to Master and Enjoy

Today I have another #SexySnippets from my up coming release, His to Master and Enjoy.

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html




In this scene, the hero, Leonardo Caparelli gets his first glimpse of Paige Palmer, his new Executive Personal Assistant. She has just arrived on his premises in an uninspiring beige Ford car.

He just hoped its driver showed a little more vitality than her lifeless means of transport. 

When the door to the geriatric Ford creaked open, he was pleasantly surprised to see a slender, yet well-formed calf make an appearance. 

Hmm, interesting. 

When the rest of his new employee came into view, he saw no reason to change his opinion. 

From the restricted angle of the bathroom window, it was hard to get a good look, but as she walked across the graveled driveway, he noticed her gait was distinctly feminine and possessed a certain poise and elegance.

When he heard the doorbell chime, he decided to take a shower. His housekeeper, Marie, would show his new assistant around and keep her entertained until he was ready.

These 7 #SexySnippets were taken from His to Master and Enjoy, my new up coming book, due to go on sale in July. You can see my other books HERE

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html

Read the 1st Chapter of Kaine's Redemption Free

KAINE’S REDEMPTIONThe Billionaires and Their Playgrounds # 1
JAN BOWLESCopyright © 2013





Chapter One

Jessica neatly folded bubble wrap around the final canvas before sighing loudly. To say that things hadn’t gone as she’d hoped was an understatement. The seven-day exhibition of her paintings in Mayfair, Central London, was finally over, and had proved an unprecedented disaster. 
In order to promote her work, and make a name for herself in the art world, she’d used her life savings of almost ten thousand pounds to rent the swish, modern premises. She’d traveled all the way from her home in Cornwall, in a borrowed van held together by rust, with what she considered to be her fifty finest paintings.
As she gathered the unsold artwork together, a nagging headache threatened and she couldn’t stop herself from bursting into tears. She’d been a fool to believe she could make a living as an artist. Everyone had told her that. Her family, her friends, everyone. Why the hell hadn’t she listened? She was a twenty-nine-year-old woman. Had she learned nothing in her time on this earth? If she had, perhaps she wouldn’t have thrown away ten grand on a whim she could ill afford. The reality of packing every canvas, except one, back into the battered van her mechanic brother had loaned her was testament to that. To add insult to injury, the single painting she had sold was to her best friend Jackie, and as they’d known each other since junior school, she’d given her a discount.
Relaxing with the total acceptance of failure, she forced a smile. “Well, at least I got two hundred pounds for the canvas I did sell.”
Her mobile was set to vibrate, and with obvious irritation she clawed it from her jean pocket, and held it to her ear. “Hello, Jessica Morris speaking.”
There was complete silence for a moment or two, and she briefly wondered if she’d attracted the unwanted attention of an amorous, heavy breather. 
Christ, that’s all I need right now. 
“Hello. Who’s calling?” She knew her tone didn’t sound exactly friendly, but the way her week had gone, she didn’t care.
“Good evening, ma’am. My name is Mason Garner, and I’m calling on behalf of a Mr. Deville.” 
She’d watched enough American TV shows to recognize the accent. This particular variation came across as articulate and educated, and she placed it firmly on the East Coast.
“How can I help you, Mr. Garner?”
“Well, ma’am, I understand you’ve just completed an exhibition of your work at the Artspace Gallery, located in London, England.”
“You are correct, Mr. Garner.”
“May I ask how the exhibition went?” 
Just who was this mysterious cultivated individual? She had absolutely no idea, but she’d play along for now. “The exhibition went very well. Thank you for asking.”
“Excuse me for saying so, ma’am, but that’s not the information I have.”
She held the mobile away from her ear, and stared at it in disbelief. Damned cheek. Who the hell did this man think he was? She felt herself bristle with indignation. 
“Well your information is incorrect.” 
With those final acerbic words, she made to kill the connection, but before she could, she heard the mysterious stranger add, “Mr. Deville has authorized me to purchase your remaining canvases. All forty-nine of them, ma’am.”
Now this guy was seriously pissing her off, and intriguing her at the same time. “And just who is Mr. Deville?”
“Mr. Deville has instructed me to pay the full ticket price for each painting. So according to my calculations we have seven smaller canvases priced at three hundred English pounds each. Twenty-five medium-sized canvases priced at five hundred pounds. In addition, there are seventeen of the largest canvases priced at one thousand pounds. That makes a total of thirty-one thousand six hundred pounds payable to you. May I take this opportunity to congratulate you on making an excellent return on your ten-thousand-pound investment.”
Jessica knew her mouth fell open. Fuck. This guy was a cool operator, but he had to be a hoaxer or a con man, and she didn’t care for either option. In fact, she felt downright angry. “Now you listen to me, Mr. Garner. The police are tracing this call as we speak, and you’re going to find yourself in a whole load of trouble when they finally catch up with you.”
Calm and composed as ever, he responded, “I don’t believe for one second that the British Police are tracing this call, Ms. Morris. The address I have for you is, Ms. Jessica Morris, Cliff Cottage, Smuggler’s Cove, Cornwall, England, and the postcode is—”
“Enough.” This was getting spooky. “Mr. Garner, I don’t know who you really are, and I really don’t want to know.”
His controlling voice seemed to smooth over her, allaying any fears and concerns. “Please bear with me, ma’am. May I assure you this is a genuine offer. A banker’s draft will arrive at your address within the next seven days. Once cashed, you’ll see that everything is legitimate and aboveboard.”
Annoyed at her own naivete, the penny finally dropped. The more she listened to that accent, the more it sounded familiar. It had to be her brother’s best friend, Matt, playing one of his infamous practical jokes, which to say the least wasn’t hugely appreciated at this time. “I know it’s you, Matt, you bastard. Your American accent is good, but not good enough to fool me.”
There was no response for a good five seconds, then the voice continued. “There’s one final thing, ma’am. Mr. Deville is purchasing your collection on the understanding that you send them to his New York address. I should also add that Mr. Deville has seen your work at close quarters, and is extremely impressed with your use of color and light. So much so, that he wishes to commission you to paint a number of canvases in both oil and watercolors, depicting the beauty and splendor of his private island in the Caribbean. Mr. Deville will pay a further twenty-five thousand pounds for each canvas he finds acceptable.”
She laughed. “Yeah, yeah, of course he will. I know it’s you, Matt, and tell that no-good brother of mine he’s in deep trouble for putting you up to this.”
“Full instructions will arrive along with a banker’s draft. I think that’s all for now, ma’am. So I wish you a pleasant drive back to Cornwall. In my opinion one of the most picturesque of English counties.” Then the line clicked dead. 
She really should be angry with her brother and his best friend for taking the piss like this, especially when she’d had such a crap week, both financially and emotionally, but she couldn’t help seeing the funny side of it all. Matt’s impression of a wealthy Yank was pretty damned good. But not that good.
As if something so spectacular would happen in real life, it would be like winning the lottery. She wistfully shook her head. No, nothing so exciting would ever happen to her. Instead, she’d pack her remaining canvases into her brother’s rusty old van and head home to the safety of Smuggler’s Cove.
* * * *
When Kaine Deville pushed open the door to the games room, his best friend, Mason Garner was busy tucking his cell phone into the inside pocket of his jacket. His face wore an enigmatic smile.
“I take it from your expression that the deed is done?”
“It’s done.”
“Then what’s so amusing?”
Mason laughed out loud. “Those goddamn English. You gotta laugh, Kaine. The lady in question thought I was her brother’s friend, playing a practical joke.”
Kaine stroked his fingers across the stubble on his chin. “Will that be a problem?”
“Not as soon as the check for thirty-one thousand six hundred pounds turns up at her address, with your signature on it, along with a set of instructions. I take it you’ve checked the lady out.”
“Don’t I always, buddy? She’ll be thirty years old come the twenty-second of May, and she currently works as a primary school teacher in the small Cornish village of Smuggler’s Cove, which has a population of exactly three hundred and twenty-six. Her mother and father run an unremarkable grocery store in the local area, and her only brother works as a mechanic. My sources tell me not a very good one. Apparently this guy has zero business sense.”
Mason laughed again. “These eccentric Brits with their cottage industries.” 
Deep in thought Kaine sat on the edge of the billiard table. He took hold of the eight ball, sending it spinning across the green baize into the corner pocket. 
Four days ago he’d flown to London on business. He’d bid on a couple of pieces of impressionist art at the world-renowned Sotheby’s auction house in New Bond Street. Although the artists were relatively unknown, his gut instinct told him these creative young men, barely into their twenties, had a bright future ahead of them. He figured their work would make a great investment. On that basis, he hadn’t flinched when the bidding had reached fifty thousand pounds for each piece. However, he wasn’t just in it for profit. He had to see and feel the sheer beauty and power positively dripping from the artwork, too. Art was a passion of his. Unlike real life, it never grew old then withered and died. Its beauty was of the moment, ephemeral, but it also lasted forever. 
After a celebratory Jack Daniel’s at the bar, he’d decided to take in the town for a couple of hours before his flight back to the States later that evening. He’d strolled down New Bond Street, before coming across an intriguing art exhibition situated in Maddox Street, Mayfair. He considered himself well informed on anything new in the art world, but this little gem had completely passed him by. With time to kill he’d decided to take a look around.
Mason gently tapped a billiard cue against the edge of the table, rousing him from his introspection. “Care for a game?”
“No.” Kaine shook his head. “Not right now. What I saw at that exhibition blew me away. In all my years of collecting beautiful things I’ve never seen such raw talent. Her use of color, light, and texture is fucking amazing.”
“You seem impressed. As your friend and adviser, it’s my duty to tell you that no one else was. Out of fifty paintings, forty-nine of them remained unsold. Clearly the other people at the exhibition weren’t as impressed as you were.”
Kaine gestured dismissively. “They’re wrong. They’re all wrong. Those deadheads at the exhibition wouldn’t know talent if it sat up and bit their sorry asses. This lady is the real deal, and I’m gonna take full advantage of being there at the beginning. With my guidance, five years from now she’ll be world famous, and her work will be worth millions. Why do you think I decided to buy all her paintings, and invite her to the island?”
“Are you sure it’s the artwork that’s impressed you so much, and not the artist herself?”
Kaine wagged a finger at his friend. “Ah, now you’re talking. Let’s just say Jessica’s beauty was an added bonus. The cherry on top of the cake.”
Kaine's Redemption is available from Bookstrand HERE, or from many other outlets HERE

I Have a New Contract with Siren

I'm pleased to announce that my latest erotic BDSM romance has been accepted by Siren.
It's called...
HIS TO MASTER AND ENJOY
...and is the 2nd in The Billionaires and Their Playgrounds series.
Hopefully coming to Siren sometime in July.

A #SexySnippet from Kaine's Redemption

Today I have another #SexySnippets from my latest release, Kaine's Redemption.

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html



In this scene, and with their emotional bond developing, Jessica has managed to get under Kaine's skin.


When he looked across at her, he saw genuine compassion, and he felt like an unfeeling shit as he watched a teardrop squeeze from the corner of her eye, before running down her cheek. 
“Yes, I understand, Kaine,” she said quietly, clearly emotional. 
He figured she was crying more for him than for herself.
Jessica wrapped her arms and legs around him and held him close. 
Almost cocooning him, and he appreciated it, too. 
Sometimes it was hard to relive unwanted episodes from the past. 
“I won’t say any more, Kaine, I’ll just hold you if that’s okay.”

These 7 #SexySnippets were taken from Kaine's Redemption, my new book which is now on sale at Bookstrand HERE

For more Sexy Snippets go to http://thenuthousescribblers.blogspot.co.uk/p/sexy-snippets.html

Warrior Goddess Charity Event

I have joined in a truly worthy cause...

The Warrior Goddesses Charity Event. 

It's been set up to help raise money for Pink Door, a nonprofit that helps cancer survivors reclaim their lives. 

Pink Door can be found HERE

24 Romance and Erotica authors provided packages for an eBay auction May 12-18. 

Participating Authors 

Heather RainierLisa Renee JonesSherri HayesLaurie RomaTara RoseLori KingJennifer JamesSusan HayesSandi Layne Michelle GrahamBella JuarezLara Valentine Jan BowlesLinda Gillard
Corinne DaviesIyana Jenna
Sable Hunter
Gabriella EvansJess Buffett
Sabrina Garie 
Farrah Rochon 
Ellie Heller 
Angel Payne 
Beverly Price


Please check it out and help to share the word. The ebay auction can be found HERE