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Six hundred year old Thall has been in love with Capri for a long time on this week's My Sexy Saturday #MSS86

From my erotic contemporary fantasy - Capri's Fate

Scene set - A son of one of the Fates, has been in love with Capri for years. He finally speaks to her. She cannot see him.


As I put my glass down, the lights dimmed, music played—from somewhere—and the bed covers pulled back — even though I was sitting on them. A warm breath drifted across the back of my neck. Goose bumps ran up my spine and, embarrassingly, my nipples stood at attention. Flattering myself that I was handling this all very well, I picked up my wine glass, took a big gulp and decided to grab the bull by the horns – metaphorically speaking. "Are you a ghost? Because I don't believe in ghosts.""No, I'm a Fate.""You mean like, let the Fates decide?""Yes, that would be the best interpretation for you."I tilted my head from side to side trying to figure out where his voice was coming from. "But the Fates are women. I know my Roman? Greek? mythology.""That is mythology. This is reality."Lifting one eyebrow, I snorted. "I'm talking to the air and you're calling it reality?" Blurb


What's a woman to do when a voice follows her home and makes mad, passionate love to her?
Corporate business woman, Capricious Gray, is dragged to a sex toy convention by her best friend. Once a shocking, mysterious disembodied voice helps her with her purchases, it follows her home. Passion ensues, leaving Capri torn between lust for her fantasy lover and the desperate need for reality in her life.
Thall, son of one of the Fates, harbors the irrepressible need to be with the woman he's desired from afar for years. In order to make her his, once and for all, he must help Capri get past her fears, including the fear of what he represents - a fantasy.
Can fantasy become a reality for these two lovers? 
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Hot and Swoon Worthy Line from Black Dorn's Malack on Book Boyfriend Cafe #HotForFriday

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Hot and swoon worthy line from a hero - Malack from Black Dorn. Sorry for not being up on time - had wrong scheduled time.



Scene set – this is medieval romance. To give it a sense of being from another place and time, I changed some words. These are ones that are in the excerpt.  Gon-dra means heir to the throne. Gonmeans king.  Dune is a girl being trained to be a courtesan.  Tragor means duty. Leah is Branwyn's attending girl.

As Branwyn crossed the courtyard, she paused by the well and splashed some cool water on her face. It dribbled down her chin and dripped onto her breast. She did not need to look up. She sensed him standing behind her. She turned and knelt. "Gon-Dra. Would you care for a drink?" With raised hands, she offered him the ladle. He shook his head, started to speak, turned and left. Brushing the water from her breast, she stood and walked to her chamber. Leah had made a chain of flowers and wove it into Branwyn’s hair. She dressed her dune in a dark green gown to highlight the color of her forest green eyes. She anointed her with fragrances from a small vial. "To cause fire in the one you love. It is from an elder woman in the village." Branwyn entered the great hall and sat with the other dunes. Many gossiped about Malack and his exploits of the night before. Branwyn waited for the meal to begin. A guard stepped up next to her and requested she follow him. He escorted her to the part of the castle where she had been when she had entertained the gon. Another guard stood outside a chamber door. He held the door for her. She entered. It was a magnificent bedchamber. Much larger than the one she slept in. Rich tapestries hung on the walls. Silver and gold threads adorned the bed curtains in an intricate pattern around the edges. Thick fur rugs lay scattered on the floor. A fire snapped in the hearth. Near it sat a table laden with food and drink. A movement behind her caused her to turn. She dropped to her knees. "Stand." Malack held out his hand and helped her up. "When we are alone, I want you beside me, not beneath me." "Are we to be alone?" "I very much wish that to happen." She held her voice firm, "But I am bound to my duty and that displeases you." "I understand duty. I also am bound to mine." He pointed to the table. "Let us forget duty while we dine." The wall torches remained unlit, so candles on the tables and the glow from the fireplace provided the only light. It made the room inviting. Branwyn relaxed. Malack escorted her to a seat then filled her goblet and his. "Usually the gon makes a toast, but instead I will offer an apology. It is not easy for a gon-dra to ask forgiveness, but I feel I must. My quick temper quick to rise; it has gotten me into trouble ever since I was a child. I fear it has done it again. Your offer to release me yesterday was not given as the tragor of a dune to her gon-dra; it was offered as a woman attempting to give pleasure to a man." He traced her jawline with his finger. "I am humbled by your presence. The great warrior is defeated by the eyes, lips and face of a beautiful woman." 

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Black Dorn - Heat Rating - 5 hot peppers
Blurb
Purchased to be trained as a courtesan, Branwyn arrives in a strange new land and begins her daily lesson in the art of bedding a man.Back from battle, Prince Malack returns to the court of his father. The noble woman chosen to be his bride rejected him and bedded his hated rival. Malack turned his anger onto the focus of battle and increasing the power and wealth of Black Dorn. Until his gaze settles onto the face of the woman who will be his queen.

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From FLESH - Flames relaxes back stage at the strip club on Thursday 13 #Thurs13

This week's 13 sentences come from my erotic contemporary billionaire story - FL.E.S.H. (FLame's Electrifying Sweet Heat.)

Scene Set - Flame is relaxing backstage when a problem looms up in front of her.



With the small number of performers at the club that night, she had a good fifteen, maybe twenty, minutes before she had to perform again.The pop bubbles fizzed down her throat as she gulped a couple of mouthfuls. She glanced in the mirror to check her makeup. Her gaze caught sight of the edge of the envelope sticking out of her purse. A tremble shuddered through her. She didn't need to read the letter. She'd read it enough times before arriving at the club. Rent was increasing. Three hundred more a month. She couldn't afford that. She could barely afford the rent as it stood now. Could she fight the increase? She could try every means she could afford, but her salary was limited and obviously the real estate corporation's pockets were much deeper.
Blurb
When secrets conflict with dreams, love explodes.
After a mistake by a surgeon’s scalpel shattered Fuchsia Quinn's dance career, she picked up the pieces of her life and moved forward. As the owner of a small, struggling dance school in a depressed neighborhood she supplements her income with a late night job at a dive bar. Haunted by the fear of humiliation, if her secret is revealed, her life was under control until the night he walked into the bar.
Peyton Lang, having run from a bad neighborhood, lives the lifestyle of a successful billionaire. Frustrated that his current multi-million dollar project is stalled, Peyton drops in to LEATHER-ICIOUS for a simple drink and late night entertainment. What he saw was a beautiful redhead. What he found was he wanted her.
After a lusty night with a hot pole dancer, Peyton and Fuchsia's worlds are about to collide.
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The first review of FLESH and it's a 5 Star!  *****
Flame is a woman who does what she needs to do to make ends meet. Pole dancing isn't her idea of a job but she has dreams. Ms. Devore writes a compelling tale of a woman who won't give up her dreams. When she meets a man who turns her on, her world flips on its end. I loved how strong Flame was. She's the kind of woman I admire. Peyton is a dream come true. We'd all love a man like him to would do anything to protect and keep us happy.
If you love a story with fabulous characters, a compelling plot and sizzling chemistry, FLESH is for you! I loved it!

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Malack's surprise for Branwyn from Black Dorn on this week's WIP It Up Wednesday #Wipitup

Welcome to Erotic Notions and WIP It Up Wednesday. This snippet is a continuation from my erotic medieval romance - Black Dorn.
Set Up –  (for those who haven't started at the beginning – Duna means instructor –  so Duna Trea is Branwyn's instructor. A Dune is one who is to be instructed. Branwyn is a Dune. Gon means King, Gon Dra means Heir to the Throne and lastly tragor means duty.)

Duncan is Malack's personal attendant

Scene set - Malack has escorted Branwyn to his chambers where the evening meal awaits them.  Branwyn speaks first.


"I have longed to be touched by you—as many of the other dunes do. My longing is not tragor. It is to be with the man known as Malack." They ate in silence. Both brows furrowed, as each was obviously deep in thought. A discrete knock broke the silence. Duncan stepped before Malack and lowered his head. "Gon-Dra, Duna Trea is seeking her missing dune. I have told her that I understood she has taken to her bed." Malack nodded. "Shall I bring more wine? Mead?" "No. Just keep Duna Trea away from my door." Duncan exited. Branwyn rose. "If the duna is looking for me…" Malack put a hand on her arm. "You wish to leave?" "No." He rose and held out his hand. When Branwyn stood, he swept her into his arms and carried her to his bed. "Branwyn, I choose you as my wife, not my duna, my wife." Branwyn’s eyes widened as her hand clasped to her mouth. "You were bought for another, but that can be dealt with. I am the gon-dra." "Do you know by whom I was purchased?" "It is of little matter. Every castle or manor house in this part of the land is loyal to Black Dorn." He placed his sword and knife on a table then stood next to his bed. "There is one thing I must ask. Long ago, one was chosen for me—the daughter of a high-ranking noble—who rejected me. I was inexperienced. I vowed I would choose my mate. I have chosen you. Do you…will you accept me?" Branwyn knelt on the bed before him and looked into his eyes. "Malack, I choose you with all my body and all my love." She wrapped her arms around his neck then pressed her lips on his, sealing her promise. Stepping off the bed, she untied the ribbons that held her hair in place, letting her red-brown tresses fall far below her shoulders. There was no fumbling of her fingers as she loosened the ties to her gown and shifts. They fell to the floor. She spoke as she undressed Malack. "When I first arrived, Duna Trea tried to explain my title. She said I would become a duna after I was taken. I did not understand. In the land I come from, matters between a man and woman are not discussed." She lay back on the bed. "It is much different here in Black Dorn. I now understand what taken means. It is when a man lays with a woman and they are joined as one." She tried to complete what she wanted to say, but Malack kissed her chest and moved toward an awaiting nipple.



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Spotlight on Blair McDowell's romantic suspense - Romantic Road

Author: Blair McDowellTitle: Romantic RoadRelease Date: January 28th, 2015Genre: Romantic SuspenseLinks: Amazon | Barnes&Noble | AllRomance
When Lacy Telchev buries her husband she finds herself in treacherous waters. Igor, much older than Lacy, had secrets. Suddenly Lacy is being chased across Europe by men who believe she can lead them to those secrets. Evading her pursuers with the aid of a chance acquaintance, the handsome and mysterious Max Petersen, Lacy travels across Germany, Austria and Hungary, to a shattering discovery in Budapest.


Along the way, she meets three women from Igor’s past. As Igor’s story unfolds through them, Lacy is less and less certain who her husband really was. Who can Lacy trust? Will she survive to find out?



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“Where is it? Just tell us where it is and you won’t get hurt.” The taller man loomed over her, his face expressionless, a mask.



“Where is what? What are you talking about? Who are you?” Lacy began to be annoyed. That was better than being scared. “Can I see your badges again?”


The second man stared hard at her though dead-looking flat grey eyes. “Mrs. Telchev,” he said, his voice low and menacing, “we mean you no harm. But you must tell us where he hid his manuscript.”


They knew her name? Icy tentacles of fear slipping down Lacy’s back. She shook her head. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”


At that moment the red and white lights of a state police vehicle rounded the curve coming toward them. Seeing the blocked road it stopped. Two uniformed officers got out and approached the two parked cars.


“You’re blocking the road. What’s the trouble here?”


The taller man spoke.  “No trouble, Officer. Sorry about the way we’re parked. I’ll move the car immediately. The lady was pulled over here and we just stopped to see if she needed help.”


He flipped open his wallet and showed the officers the same ID he’d shown Lacy.


It seemed to mean something to the policemen.

Lacy opened her mouth to say something and then thought better of it. What could she tell the police? These men wanted a manuscript from her but she didn’t know where it was? Or what it was about? Or even if it existed. That it involved her dead husband? No. She wouldn’t say anything. Not until she knew more.


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AUTHOR BIO
Blair McDowell wrote her first short story when she was eleven and has never ceased writing since, although only recently has she been able to return to her first love, writing fiction.  During her early years, she taught in universities in the United States, Canada and Australia, and wrote several highly successful books in her field.


Her research has taken her to many interesting places.  She has lived in Europe, Australia, the United States and the Caribbean and Canada, and spent considerable time in still other places, Iceland, the Far East, and the Torres Strait Islands off the coast of New Guinea. Now she travels for pleasure. Portugal, Greece and Italy are favorite haunts.


Her books are set in places she knows and loves and are peopled with characters drawn from her experiences of those places.   The Memory of Roses takes readers to the Greek Island of Corfu, where a young woman finds her future while searching for her father's past.  In Delighting in Your Company, the reader is transported to a small island in the Caribbean, with a heroine who finds herself in the unenviable position of falling in love with a ghost.  The setting for Sonata is the city of Vancouver, with its vibrant multicultural population and its rich musical life, and the heroine is a musician who finds herself in unexpected danger.


In her most recent release, Romantic Road, Lacy Telchev, is pursued along Germany’s famous Romantische Strausse as she follows clues left by her late husband in order to solve a mystery that she doesn’t understand, while being chased by dangerous and cunning adversaries.


She hopes her readers will enjoy reading these books as much as she enjoyed writing them.


Blair is a member of the Romance Writers of America, Romance Writers of America (Greater Vancouver Chapter),  the Romance Writers of America (Women's Fiction), and The Writers’ Union of Canada.


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Out Now! - The New Room by Kay Jaybee (@kay_jaybee)

The New Roomis a novella length finale that follows on from the end of the best selling, The Perfect Submissive trilogy, by Kay Jaybee.
Blurb:
Miss Jess Sanders, resident submissive of the Fables Hotels adult entertainment floor, has been instructed to test out the new facility that her manageress, Mrs Peters, has designed for the sexual pleasure of her clients.With a dungeon, Victorian study, medical bay, school room, and the daunting White Room already available for their guests, Jess can’t begin to imagine what lies behind the innocent looking door to the new room.Under the supervision of the dominatrix, Miss Sarah, and with the assistance of her colleagues, Lee and Sam, as Jess steps into the new room, she quickly discovers she is about to experience far more than she bargained for...at freezing temperatures.With the feeling that she’s acting in a play that everyone knows the script to but her, the Fables perfect submissive is challenged to the limit in Mrs Peters new room, and beyond...
Extract-...With a shove of her bound hands against the small of her back, Jess was bent forward so that her feet remained flat upon the floor. Her belly and chest were laid across the throne’s cushion, while her forehead rested uncomfortably on the wooden seat next to it. The volume of the music increased, and Jess wondered if that meant it would soon have to drown out a greater level of background noise. As Jess’ companion ordered her to close her eyes, a further wave of uncertainty added to the submissive’s anxiety. She didn’t recognise the voice. It didn’t belong to either Max or Lee. This was a stranger. Even with the cloak hanging over her back, Jess’ flesh felt an oddly clammy chill of foreboding mingle with the cold. As her nipples buffed against the cording that ran around the edge of the throne’s satin cushion, the sole thought hammering in Jess’ head was, Who is this man? The Fables had no new male member of staff that Jess was aware of. Although it was possible someone had been hired and no one had told her. Wishing she’d thought to ask Mrs Peters if she had permission to speak during the training session, but not wanting to risk her superior’s wrath by assuming she could, Jess clamped her jaw against the need to ask the owner of the fingers that were exploring the curve of her backside with growing confidence, who the hell he was. Her neck was beginning to stiffen against the hard chair seat. Jess was just wishing the pressure of the cushion against her chest wasn’t so arousing when the anonymous palms abruptly stilled. All but for the thumbs – which continued to work in small sweeping circles, the simple move pushing Jess’ sex addicted body to silently plead for the man to flick up her cloak and thrust himself into her from behind. Now! The sound of the door opening again made Jess’ breath catch in her throat as she lay over the chairs. Who else had joined them? Jess’ unspoken question was quickly answered, as the imperial voice of the Fables’ fifth floor manageress addressed the man, who was now kneading Jess’ butt cheeks as if they were mounds of dough. ‘I trust Miss Sanders has been obedient for you, Mr Grant?’ ‘Oh yes, Mrs Peters.’ Mr Grant’s voice was husky and dripped as much with disbelief as it did lust. ‘Has the girl spoken, asked questions, or hesitated in her obedience to your requests in anyway? Even fractionally? ’ ‘Not one word. Not so much as a pause. The girl is as well schooled as you told me she was.’ The tone of Mr Grant’s voice told Jess that he hadn’t expected her to be the submissive her boss had evidently boasted her to be. ‘I only employ the best, Mr Grant.’ Even though she couldn’t see her, the satisfaction in Mrs Peters’ voice warmed Jess a little against the cold. ‘I have to say I’m impressed with what you’ve built for us. This is precisely the grotto I had in mind. Would you like the tip for your services now, or would you like to be a spectator for a while and take your reward for a job well done afterwards?’ Mr Grant’s gulp was clearly audible as his hands rested over Jess’ hips. Instinct sent her butt up towards him. Hoping that Mrs Peters hadn’t noticed the unauthorised move, Jess squeezed her eyes together tighter, willing her companion to take his reward now. She desperately wanted his cock inside her. ‘As much as I’d like to witness what you’ve planned, Mrs Peters, I have business elsewhere.’ Mr Grant’s voice was getting huskier, and Jess could hear how close he was to coming already. She doubted that he genuinely had other business. It was more likely that he simply wasn’t able to wait to experience the pliability of the submissive’s flesh. The edgy urgency in his voice was something Jess had heard from many a male hotel guest over the past eighteen months. Mrs Peters nodded, ‘Then you may proceed...’

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Bio-Kay Jaybee was nominated as the Best Erotica Writer of 2013 and 2014 by the ETO.Kay wrote the The Perfect Submissive Trilogy, (Xcite, 2011-14), Making Him Wait, (Sweetmeats Press, 2012), The Voyeur (Xcite, 2012), as well as the novellas, Not Her Type: Erotic Adventures With A Delivery Man (2nded. 1001 NightsPress, 2013), Digging Deep (Xcite, 2013), A Sticky Situation, (Xcite, 2012), and The Circus, (Sweetmeats Press). She has also written the anthologies The Collector (Austin & Macauley, 2012 & 2008), The Best of Kay Jaybee (Xcite, 2012), Tied to the Kitchen Sink, Equipment, (All Romance, 2012), Yes Ma’am (Xcite e-books, 2011), Quick Kink One and Quick Kink Two (Xcite e-books, 2010). Kay has had over 70 short stories published by Cleis Press, Black Lace, Mammoth,Xcite, Penguin, Seal, and Sweetmeats Press.Details of Kay’s work, past, present and future can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.ukYou can follow Kay on Twitter- kay_jaybee, Facebook http://www.facebook.com/KayJaybeeAuthorGoodreads- http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/3541958-kay-jaybeeBrit Babes Site- http://thebritbabes.blogspot.co.uk/p/kay-jaybee.html

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Flame and Pete are about to tumble into bed on Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday

From my newly released erotic contemporary - FL.E.S.H.

Scene set - Flame and Pete are headed to a hotel room or a late night tumble in the sheets. They are in the elevator.


She leaned on the back wall. Pete stood next to her. It felt like fire poured from his body. Her head swam. The lurch of the elevator stopping didn't help the dizziness building in her.It was all she could do to not rip her clothes off and jump on him. Each step down the hallway increased her pulse and blood pressure. He stopped, slid the key through the lock, the little light turned green, and he pushed the door open.





FL. E. S. H.Flame's Electrifying Sexy Heat
When secrets conflict with dreams, love explodes.
After a mistake by a surgeon’s scalpel shattered Fuchsia Quinn's dance career, she picked up the pieces of her life and moved forward. As the owner of a small, struggling dance school in a depressed neighborhood she supplements her income with a late night job at a dive bar. Haunted by the fear of humiliation, if her secret is revealed, her life was under control until the night he walked into the bar.
Peyton Lang, having run from a bad neighborhood, lives the lifestyle of a successful billionaire. Frustrated that his current multi-million dollar project is stalled, Peyton drops in to LEATHER-ICIOUS for a simple drink and late night entertainment. What he saw was a beautiful redhead. What he found was he wanted her.
After a lusty night with a hot pole dancer, Peyton and Fuchsia's worlds are about to collide.
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First review - and it's a 5!


https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25210269-flesh

Flame is a woman who does what she needs to do to make ends meet. Pole dancing isn't her idea of a job but she has dreams. Ms. Devore writes a compelling tale of a woman who won't give up her dreams. When she meets a man who turns her on, her world flips on its end. I loved how strong Flame was. She's the kind of woman I admire. Peyton is a dream come true. We'd all love a man like him to would do anything to protect and keep us happy.
If you love a story with fabulous characters, a compelling plot and sizzling chemistry, FLESH is for you! I loved it!


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Pete's sexy little chat with Flame on My Sexy Saturday #MSS85, #MySexySaturday, #Saturday7

From my newly released erotic contemporary - FL.E.S.H.

Scene set- Flame and Pete are in an all night diner - chatting.



Pete tossed his head back and released a loud laugh. "Whew! I was worried you were one of those cross dressers. Which had me confused, because I pretty much memorized every inch of exposed flesh on you at the club. May I just say, your ass is… divine." He brushed a finger across her bottom lip. "And I mean that in the most polite and erotic way imaginable."



FL. E. S. H.Flame's Electrifying Sexy HeatWhen secrets conflict with dreams, love explodes.
After a mistake by a surgeon’s scalpel shattered Fuchsia Quinn's dance career, she picked up the pieces of her life and moved forward. As the owner of a small, struggling dance school in a depressed neighborhood she supplements her income with a late night job at a dive bar. Haunted by the fear of humiliation, if her secret is revealed, her life was under control until the night he walked into the bar.
Peyton Lang, having run from a bad neighborhood, lives the lifestyle of a successful billionaire. Frustrated that his current multi-million dollar project is stalled, Peyton drops in to LEATHER-ICIOUS for a simple drink and late night entertainment. What he saw was a beautiful redhead. What he found was he wanted her.
After a lusty night with a hot pole dancer, Peyton and Fuchsia's worlds are about to collide.
AMAZON 
KOBO

First review - and it's a 5!


https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25210269-flesh

Flame is a woman who does what she needs to do to make ends meet. Pole dancing isn't her idea of a job but she has dreams. Ms. Devore writes a compelling tale of a woman who won't give up her dreams. When she meets a man who turns her on, her world flips on its end. I loved how strong Flame was. She's the kind of woman I admire. Peyton is a dream come true. We'd all love a man like him to would do anything to protect and keep us happy.
If you love a story with fabulous characters, a compelling plot and sizzling chemistry, FLESH is for you! I loved it!

What's happening in the rest of the month on Erotic Notions29 – Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday30 – Author Spotlight - Kay Jaybee - The New Room31 - Author Spotlight - Blair McDowell - Romantic Road

The lead up to a hot kiss from newly released erotic contemporary FLESH on Book Boyfriends Cafe #HotForFriday

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WARNING - Slightly hot excerpt from my newly released erotic contemporary - FL.E.S.H.

Scene set- Pole dancer, Flame, stops by a late night diner for a snack and meets the man from the bar who snagged her attention that night.



He reached his hand out and placed it on hers. "What's wrong?" His gaze caressed her face.The warmth from the concern in his voice and the heat of his flesh on hers intensified the flutter in her belly. Her bottom lip trembled as she lifted her face. "Somebody stole it out of my purse at the club. There's no place to lock anything away. And usually tips are… well, they suck."Anger filled his eyes. In a moment, she recognized a passion for justice in him. His brow creased and his gaze shifted as if he were debating something. "If I'd had a million dollars in my wallet, I'd have stuffed it in your bra."She glanced down at her chest. "Well, then for a few minutes I'd have had big boobs.""From what I saw at the club, they're perfect. And enticing."She sniffed. "It was such a generous gift, and I feel stupidly horrible for losing it."He edged forward on his seat and cupped her hands in his. "Never let the meanest of others make you demean yourself like that. In the few moments I've had the pleasure of sitting here, I can see you're a kind, compassionate, caring woman. Your eyes are hiding a secret, and I can guess it has a lot to do with the situation you're in."A single tear trickled down her right cheek. "I don't care if that's a line. That's the sweetest thing anyone has ever said."Big Tipper scooted around the table, sat next to her, and wrapped her in his arms. "A woman like you should never be sad."Flame rested her head on his chest. Oh, to be able to rest here for days. The fears and stresses of her life shielded by his protective embrace. She lifted her face. Her mouth brushed his bottom lip. She trembled. He pulled her closer. Her heart thumped in her chest. Her gaze matched his. She couldn't look away. Edging an inch closer, she parted her lips. He needed no more encouragement. One hand on the back of her head and the other holding her tight, his mouth found hers. A hunger exploded inside. She pressed her mouth on his, urging him to kiss her harder. She needed to be consumed. Her pussy ached with longing. Her nipples pressed against the rough sweatshirt. His firmness crushed against her belly.

BLURB  When secrets conflict with dreams, love explodes.
After a mistake by a surgeon’s scalpel shattered Fuchsia Quinn's dance career, she picked up the pieces of her life and moved forward. As the owner of a small, struggling dance school in a depressed neighborhood she supplements her income with a late night job at a dive bar. Haunted by the fear of humiliation, if her secret is revealed, her life was under control until the night he walked into the bar.
Peyton Lang, having run from a bad neighborhood, lives the lifestyle of a successful billionaire. Frustrated that his current multi-million dollar project is stalled, Peyton drops in to LEATHER-ICIOUS for a simple drink and late night entertainment. What he saw was a beautiful redhead. What he found was he wanted her.
After a lusty night with a hot pole dancer, Peyton and Fuchsia's worlds are about to collide.
AMAZON

KOBO
First review - and it's a 5!


https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25210269-flesh

Flame is a woman who does what she needs to do to make ends meet. Pole dancing isn't her idea of a job but she has dreams. Ms. Devore writes a compelling tale of a woman who won't give up her dreams. When she meets a man who turns her on, her world flips on its end. I loved how strong Flame was. She's the kind of woman I admire. Peyton is a dream come true. We'd all love a man like him to would do anything to protect and keep us happy.
If you love a story with fabulous characters, a compelling plot and sizzling chemistry, FLESH is for you! I loved it!

What's happening in the rest of the month on Erotic Notions28 – My Sexy Saturday #MySexySaturday29 – Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday30 – Author Spotlight - Kay Jaybee - The New Room31 - Author Spotlight - Blair McDowell - Romantic Road

Pole dancer, Flame, searches her soul after a show on Thursday 13 #Thurs13

13 sentences from the newly released released erotic contemporary - FLESH.

Scene set -- Pole dancer, Flame, searches her soul after a show.



Flame leaned against the back of the chair, shivering when her hot, sweaty back met the cold metal. She flicked off the five false, red lacquered talons that were her performance fingernails and tossed them into a small jar. A moment later, the five from her other hand were dropped in. Moving closer to the mirror, she grabbed the edge of her right, gold tipped, extra-long eyelash and carefully peeled it off. Doing the same with the left, she dropped them into their little plastic case and clicked the lid shut. Reaching into her pile of makeup, she opened a bottle of makeup remover and grabbed a small round cotton pad. Pouring the remover onto the pad she reached over her shoulder and scrubbed at the tattoo and in a few moments, most of the mark was gone.I'm a fake. Nothing about Flame is real. My eyelashes. My nails. My name. My soul.
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First review - and it's a 5!


https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/25210269-flesh



Flame is a woman who does what she needs to do to make ends meet. Pole dancing isn't her idea of a job but she has dreams. Ms. Devore writes a compelling tale of a woman who won't give up her dreams. When she meets a man who turns her on, her world flips on its end. I loved how strong Flame was. She's the kind of woman I admire. Peyton is a dream come true. We'd all love a man like him to would do anything to protect and keep us happy.
If you love a story with fabulous characters, a compelling plot and sizzling chemistry, FLESH is for you! I loved it!


What's happening in the rest of the month on Erotic Notions27 – Book Boyfriend Café #HotforFriday28 – My Sexy Saturday #MySexySaturday29 – Weekend Writing Warriors #8Sunday30 – Author Spotlight - Kay Jaybee - The New Room31 - Author Spotlight - Blair McDowell - Romantic Road