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Party!

I'm partying with Sommer Marsden today who is 9! - as in she's been writing for 9 years. Hop on over and you could win the first 3 books of my Hot Ice series, plus loads of other cool stuff.

Spanking and God!

Hop on over to the Brit Babes blog and enjoy a fascinating post on spirituality and kink by author Renee Rose. You won't want to miss it!

Sunday Snog

Welcome to Sunday Snog. I've very excited about my new M/M/M novella out this week at Totally Bound. Who Dares Wins is hot, hot, hot and I just love the sexy SAS soldiers who are determined to satisfy their sub (The story is told from the sub's point of view).

“Come over here,” Slider said. “I wanna proper look at you.”I balled my hands into fists and bit my bottom lip.“Go,” Jack said, lifting his touch from my cock. “You’ve been summoned.”He placed his hand on his dick, which he hadn’t tucked away. I noticed he was sporting a semi. I wasn’t surprised. He could get it up again pretty quick when he’d been abstinent for a while.Hesitantly I stood, then watched Slider for the second time linger his gaze over my body. I was so different to him. He must look at me and think I was puny, a wimp. He’d know as sure as anything that my reflexes were not a patch on his, that I’d never killed a man, or run for my life.What did he see when he saw me?“He’s so fucking gorgeous,” Slider said, rubbing his spread hands down his thighs to his knees and back again. “No wonder you’re always so keen to get home, Jack.”“He knows how to make me feel whole again, when the world has chewed me up and spat me out,” Jack said. “And I know what gets him going, what makes him beg for more. But what I’d like is to see if you can find his hot spots too.”Slider huffed—it was half amusement, half rising to a challenge. “I reckon I could.”They were talking about me as though I wasn’t there. Like I really was a sex toy, an object.How fucking horny was that?“Closer,” Slider said, curling his finger at me.Despite myself, I did, though it was strange taking orders from someone other than Jack. Up until now it had only been him that I’d ever submitted to—only him who’d taken me to the very edge of sanity by blinding me with pleasure.Slider reached out, spanned my wrist with his big hand, and stared as though curious about his sun darkened skin against my pale flesh and how fragile I looked in his grip.“I don’t wanna fucking break him,” he said.Jack laughed. “I don’t know what your other lovers have been like, Slider, but as long as you keep those big fists to yourself, he’ll cope.”“Good.”“Your other lovers?” I said. “How long have you...?”He snapped his attention up to me. “Years. Only just come out, though, to a couple of fellow soldiers that is.”“I always suspected,” Jack added. “So when Slider ‘fessed up then told me he had no one special in his life right now, it seemed the perfect gift, for all of us.”I turned to Jack, but Slider kept hold of me. “You’re sure about this?” I asked.“Fuck yeah.” He was wanking now, his jeans lower down his thighs. He’d shoved at them. “Be seduced, baby. Let me fucking watch. It will make up for the shit hole on the other side of the world I spent last week buried in.”The yearning in his voice, the desperation—it served only to flood my erection with even more lust.“Get naked, sub,” Slider said. “Everything off.”For a moment the room seemed utterly silent, utterly still, then the rustle of my clothes and the sound of my breathing filled the void.I stood, completely bare, before Slider. My cock was jutting forward at his head-level. Unlike Jack, my dick was long and thin, my pubic hair not coal-black but leaning towards blond, pale brown.I wondered if Slider was going to touch me, but instead he reached over his shoulder, fisted his T-shirt and dragged it over his head. He threw it to the floor, adding it to my pile of clothes.A tattoo of a bird of prey with a helpless rodent victim in its talons blazed across his chest. The colours were vivid, bright reds and oranges and chocolate browns. I’d bet my last pound that a sword was nestled between the wings, somewhere.Just beneath the bird, on his skin, was a long, silvery scar, stretching halfway across his abdomen.“He’s unblemished, perfect,” Slider said, nudging my hip, signalling that he wanted me to turn.I did as he’d requested, rotating three-sixty until I faced him again. Standing frozen, I stared at the checked pattern on the closed curtain behind his head. His gaze was like a heated caress, his breaths just washing over my cooling skin. My cock was getting ready to explode, the need for stimulation almost painful.“Jack,” Slider said in a deep, guttural voice. “If you don’t want me to touch your sub, and make him come so fucking hard he can’t remember his own name, you’d better tell me to leave right now.”I locked my legs, braced my knees. Jesus, the desire in his voice was tangible. And what was so hot was that I’d put it there, little old me.“Touch away, fuck him... Yeah, I wanna watch,” Jack said, the sound of friction, skin on skin, telling me he was already enjoying the show.Slider leant forward with his concentration on my cock. He opened his mouth and slid his lips over the head.“Ah, yes,” I gasped, reaching for his shoulders, needing the support.Instantly he wrapped his arms around me, thick biceps locking round my lower back, my butt and bracing me close.He sucked me in, took me on a fast, determined ride to the back of his throat.My head lolled, my mouth fell slack. Cum was already boiling in my balls. One well- aimed flick of his tongue could be all it took.Suddenly he pulled back. “Fuck, you taste so sweet,” he said. “Like fucking flowers or something.”I did? That was a surprise, but I didn’t ponder on it because Slider stood, loomed over me and tipped my chin, the way Jack did to me, with the crook of his index finger.He put his lips over mine and kissed me thoroughly.

Available from Totally Bound, ARe, Amazon and Amazon UK and all good ebook retailers. (Please note Who Dares Wins also features in the anthology Stand to Attention.)

Saturday Spankings #SatSpanks

Welcome to a special St Patrick's Day Saturday Spankings. This week 8 from Who Dares Wins, my steamy M/M/M novella just out at Totally Bound. In this snippet Ken is being treated to a menage with his lover and his SAS soldier colleague Slider. Things are heating up as Ken is positioned on hands and knees on the table in the quaint cottage he lives in with Jack…





“Oh, you’re such a bad sub, trying to get me coming,” Jack said in a strained voice. “A spank is definitely in order.”

Just the word spank had my arse tingling.

He pulled his cock from my mouth, went from view and struck my left buttock with the palm of his hand.

I yelped as a blissful sting burnt then radiated throughout my entire body, increasing the weight in my cock and the tremble in my arsehole.

“Nice,” Slider said a few seconds later, “You gonna match it up, Jack?”

“Sure.”

I knew what was coming and braced for Jack’s next slap. Swiping across my right buttock this time, the pain was white-hot. He had a way of slapping that seemed to skim the surface, startle every nerve ending and also penetrate to my deeper muscles, making the ache meander down to my cock and setting up a strong pull that made my orgasm even more powerful when it eventually happened.


Available from Totally Bound, ARe, Amazon and Amazon UK and all good ebook retailers.  (Please note Who Dares Wins also features in the anthology Stand to Attention.)

Who Dares Wins - Out Today!

Out today at a bargain price Who Dares Wins, an m/m/m military story that featured in the Stand to Attention Anthology.
Blurb
When secret service becomes not so secret servicing by not one, but two sexy soldiers, Ken learns that dreams can come true in explosive style!
Waiting for my SAS husband Jack to come home safe and sound is always a gut-wrenching, heart-twisting time. I have no idea where he is, what jungle swamp he may be lying out in or desert he might be marching across.
So naturally when he returns to me, our emotions can't fail to run hot and our lust for each other cranks up to sky-high levels. But the one thing about Jack is he lives for the extreme and seizes the moment. I really should have known what would come of me telling him my wildest fantasies.
Oh, yes, he's a guy who gets results…and when he brings home his colleague Slider, equally tough, equally rough, the pair of them can't fail to hit the target. That target happens to be lucky old me and I head off on the ride of my life…
Reader Advisory: This book contains D/s scenes and a MMM ménage.

Available from Totally Bound, ARe and all good ebook retailers. 

Website!

I was supposed to be working on Russian Heat yesterday but got caught up in a revamp of my website… see what you think. I've even put a pic of myself on the home page that Mr H took when we were on holiday last summer!

Walking and Plotting!

It's no secret I love to walk my dogs on the beach and cliffs of South Wales. It's where I come up with most of my story ideas. The solitude, the views and the long rambles cement plot lines and give me time to run through scenes and dialogue in my head. For any of you who are interested, here's a few pics from recents strolls. The weather in the UK is improving and the dense blue of the spring sky is my most favourite colour of all.

Hot Ice Out and About

Eroticon 2014 feels like ages ago now, but I keep reading the blog posts and reliving the memories. I took my Hot Ice boys - Logan, Brick, Todd, Rick and Raven - I think they had fun!

Brit Babes Guest - Ashley Lister

Please stop by the Brit Babes blog today and meet the wonderful Ashley Lister who never fails to make me laugh and get me thinking about a whole range of subjects from super-sexy to Breaking Bad!

Sunday Snog

Welcome to Sunday Snog, this week a few steamy lines from Beauty and Pain, my new Harlem Dae release from Totally Bound (also on Amazon, Amazon UK, ARe), but first here's the blurb…
When a beautiful stranger offers pain of the erotic variety, would you be able to resist?
When Isabella catches the eye of handsome fellow commuter on the daily grind into London, she can’t help but fantasise about all the dirty things they could do together. The fact that they are strangers only adds to her dirty desires and wicked wantonness. How amazing would it be to have such a man bend her to his will and take her to the dizzy heights of ecstasy she longs to go?
Fortunately for her, things soon heat up between them and before she knows it his dominant layers are revealed and he shows her a way to combine the perfect slice of agony with the most dazzling of encounters that has her muffling her screams for more, more, more. My God, it’s just the way she likes it—were they meant to travel this journey together?
Every good thing must end, however, but will there be a second round? Or is Gabriel nothing more but a ship who crosses her path for a one-time experience? Isabella’s not sure. She’s in it for the fun, but is he?

I stretched up, cupped his clean-shaven cheek and spoke into his ear. “Fuck me, Sir.”His body tensed. He swallowed. “Is it what you want?”“Yes, and I know damn well it’s what you want.” I brushed my hand over his groin, stroking his long, hard erection through his clothing.“I can’t deny that.”“So do it.” I released his belt buckle, unbuttoned and unzipped him. “You got a condom?”He already had his wallet in his hand and was pulling out a small blue foil package.I grinned, anticipating the feel of his solid shaft plunging deep into my pussy. He was well endowed, but I was so wet and ready for cock it would be an absolute treat to accommodate him.After releasing his dick from his boxers, I made a show of exploring its length, of tracing the veins and smoothing beneath the groove of his circumcised glans. The movement of the train shifted our bodies slightly, rhythmic sways, but that didn’t disturb my adoration of his erection.“Ah, yeah,” he groaned. “I love your little sub hands on me.”He tipped his head back, groaned, and I decided to let that sub mention pass.But I wasn’t his sub.I gave a couple more languid push-pulls then took the condom and rolled it down his length.He opened his eyes, watched me, his mouth slack and his eyes wide. He was so hard, so turned on, I really didn’t think he’d last long. But that was okay, I was still buzzing—it wouldn’t take much to tip me over the edge again.“You’re ready,” I said. “To fuck me... Sir.”He sucked in a breath. Oh, yeah, that Sir word seriously got him off.Suddenly I was a foot higher. In a flash he’d slid me up the wall, spread my legs around his hips and had his hands on my sore arse.“Get ready for it,” he said then claimed my mouth.
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Beauty and Pain is the first in a short story trilogy titled A Bit of Strange, look out for the next books coming soon.