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Six Sentence Sunday: 12/18/11 ~ Josh wants more in Beneath the Starry Sky #sixsunday

Thank you to everyone who read and comment on my excerpts each week.

Here's what happens after last week's kiss between Josh and Tamara in Beneath the Starry Sky, a contemporary romance, which released this past Friday. (blurb & links here)

He'd tried to resist her, but her sweet vulnerability made him crazy. He ached for her, had to feel her sweet juices around his hard cock.

Adrenaline pumped through his body from chasing after her, and it would continue with every deep thrust inside of her. He yanked her pants down and tore off the thin scrap of material she used as underwear, now damp from her arousal.

"Oh, Josh." She shuddered.

Visit http://www.sixsunday.com/ to find out who's participating in Six Sentence Sunday this week or follow the #sixsunday hashtag on twitter.

Release Day After…Thank yous!!

Wow, even with the second book, release day is still an exciting event. I thank you all for the congratulations and well wishes.

I'd like to thank everyone who contributed to my story.

First of all, here is the dedication:

To Katie Harper, who went out of her way to help me when I started this story.

Katie Harper stepped forward immediately when I had questions about Las Vegas and the surrounding area. For that, I am truly grateful.

And thank you to:

Rebecca Royce, Layna Pimental, and DL Jackson, my awesome critique partners for this story and ladies who stepped up immediately when I found out my release date.

Jenna Jaxon, Jennifer Lane, Lisa Fox, Desiree Holt, Kerrianne Coombes, Carrie Ann Ryan, Sara Brookes, and Emily Cale who also are or have already hosted me on their blogs this month to help promote my new release.

Valerie Mann who saw the potential of another story and through edits helped me to make this one sparkle. She is absolutely lovely and once again, I've learned so much. Thank you also to her and Kate Richards for not only starting the 1Night Stand series, but for allowing me to bounce ideas off of them in the beginning.

Lisa and Heather, the owners of Decadent Publishing.

Fantasia Frog Designs for creating my fabulous cover. You added everything I wanted and still managed to surprise me.

Thank you to all those who have (or will) taken the time to buy, read and/or review Beneath the Starry Sky.

Most of all, thank you to my husband and children who are ever so patient with me. Without your patience and understanding, I would never have made it this far.

You are all fabulous!

Beneath the Starry Sky is available in multiple ebook formats from Decadent Publishing and other ebook retailers. Please note: There are many free apps, such as Adobe Digital Editions that you can download to read ebooks on your computer and phone. Also, the PDF format is great for printing a copy.

Release Day After… Prizes to be won!

If you haven't heard already, Beneath the Starry Sky, my contemporary erotic romance, released yesterday. And I've already visited a bunch of different blogs, offering prizes. Here's the list:

Jennifer Lane
Lisa Fox
Layna Pimentel
Desiree Holt
Kerrianne Coombes

All winner's will be drawn tomorrow, so be sure to enter NOW!

And if you haven't visited my post at the 30 Days of Decadence blog, be sure to stop by for another chance to win!

Next week, I'll be visiting the following blogs, offering more prizes:

Carrie Ann Ryan (Monday)
Rebecca Royce (Tuesday)
Sara Brookes (Wednesday)
Emily Cale (Thursday)

Blurb:

Left at the altar with bald patches on her head and her self-confidence stripped away, Tamara Johnson must pick up the pieces of her life and face her Alopecia Areata, the autoimmune disease causing her hair to fall out. She is convinced no man will date a bald woman and arranges a one-night stand through Madame Evangeline's popular service, 1Night Stand. With her new wig held firmly in place, Tamara arrives at the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas for a night of passion and pleasure. Anything more than one night would mean exposing her bald head, and she will never do that to any man again.

Running into the Castillo Hotel, away from the paparazzi constantly at his heels, Josh Summers wants to spend his next few days locked away from the flashing lights and screaming fans. When he finds an incredibly sexy woman lying on his hotel room bed in nothing but lingerie, he thinks management has made a mistake. Leaving her behind, he heads for the lobby to get the situation rectified. But an unexpected text from Madame Evangeline sends him back to his room. Though unsure whether the woman on the bed is really his perfect match or just another fan believing him to be like his character on television, he knows he must find out, even if it means he must risk telling her his own secrets. If Tamara can handle his imperfections, she just might be his ideal woman.

To learn more about Alopecia Areata and to help find a cure, visit the National Alopecia Areata Foundation http://www.naaf.org and the Canadian Alopecia Areata Foundation http://canaaf.org/

Beneath the Starry Sky is available from:

Home: The Unacceptable Risk Exclusive Prequel by Jeanette Grey with GIVEAWAY!

 

Home: An Unacceptable Risk Prequel

by Jeanette Grey

(Note: This short story takes place one year prior to the beginning of  Unacceptable Risk.)

It always took Plix a minute to adjust. With the disorientation of Reawakening still slowing her systems, she forced her eyes open and gazed up at the ceiling, unseeing. The lenses in her ocular implant zoomed in and out before finally focusing on the plain white tile.

Plix knew that tile.

Smiling softly to herself, she relaxed and shut her eyes again, stretching out on the leather sofa where she'd Reawakened so many times before. Soon enough, Edison would come down to get her. He'd check her systems over and yell at her for whatever she'd done to get herself in trouble this time. She'd tell him as little as she could about the raid she'd on – about the work she had to do. And then, in their usual stalemate, they would stare at each other for the longest time. It was all a given. The only question was one of who would crack and laugh first, and then how they'd spend the day together while she recovered.

It was…nice. Normal. Or at least, what she imagined normal must look like to other people.

The quiet beeping of the monitor beside her reminded Plix just how not normal she was. She turned her head to look at the display and sighed as the numbers and graphs ticked by. The damage to her memory matrix was worse than usual, which meant Edison would be even angrier. Great. She glanced toward the door and rolled her ankles and wrists, trying to get circulation going again after…How long had she been out?

She checked her chronometer, but frowned when it refused to come back online. Edison must still be working on that.

She'd been coming to him for the past four years now — ever since he'd helped install the cybernetic modifications in her hand. They'd struck up a tentative friendship, and when she'd been hurt in a raid on the SynDate corporate complex a few weeks later, the first place she'd thought to go was here. To his house, his shop, his workroom. That first time and every time, he'd taken her in, patched her up and then let her go. But every time, it got harder to leave.

Plix eyed the door again. Edison usually had an uncanny ability to sense when she was up – that or he had additional monitors upstairs that she didn't know about. He typically made an appearance within a few minutes of her Reawakening. But for the moment, he was a no-show. With her chronometer still unresponsive, she twisted to check the time on the monitor. It was early evening. Much too early for him to be asleep.

Moving carefully, taking care not to disrupt any of the wires running to and from her body, Plix sat up. Rather than her typical ensemble of all-black, she was dressed in a simple linen shift. Her stomach flipped. So her injuries must have been bad enough that Edison had felt compelled to clean her up. The thought of him undressing her, seeing her…

Plix swallowed hard and swung her legs over the edge of the couch, shivering at the cold floor beneath her bare feet. She felt stable enough, and the monitors didn't seem to be catching anything seriously wrong. Gingerly, she removed the sensors from her chest and then pulled the cable from the dataport in the back of her neck, then stood.

Still half-expecting Edison to walk in any minute, she took a few careful, exploratory steps, then grabbed the blanket from the couch and draped it over her shoulders before padding to the door.

The hallway outside Edison's workroom was dark, the air silent and still. Relying on the input from her implant, Plix made her way to the back entrance to his shop and hesitated there, listening for signs of movement from within. She frowned. It was unlike Edison to be away from the shop this time of day.

Then again, she had no idea what he did with the rest of his life. While he'd always put his plans on hold for her before, there was no expectation. No understanding between them.

She raised her hand to knock, preparing herself for disappointment. But before her knuckles could connect with the wood, harsh light bloomed behind her, and there was a soft chuckle, a sound that warmed her from the inside out.

"Well, look who's up."

Plix's lips curled up reflexively. She turned to find Edison standing there, his lean frame relaxed as he leaned back against the wall. But there was a tension around his mouth, something about his smile that didn't quite reach his eyes.

She cleared her throat, surprised to find her voice hoarse. Probably from disuse. "I was looking for you."

"You found me." He paused, looking her up and down with a mixture of medical appraisal and something that made Plix's insides curl. "How are you feeling?"

"A little shaky," she answered honestly. "Some things aren't quite back online yet?"

"Yeah. I'm still working on those."

For a moment, a heavy silence fell over them as they stared at each other through the dim. When he spoke again, it was quiet. Intense. "I was worried. Whatever happened to you out there…It was bad."

"Which is why I come to the best to get me fixed up again." Plix faked a smile. She didn't want to do the whole guilt trip routine tonight. Her work was the most important part of her life. And it was terribly dangerous. Too dangerous for Edison to know anything more than he needed to about it.

Edison's eyes flashed with worry. "You were out for three days, Plix. I was starting to think—"

He didn't finish the sentence. He didn't need to. Plix breathed in deeply and took a step closer, feeling the space between them hum. "Really, I'm fine."

"I know." He finished bridging the gap between them, hesitating before lifting a hand to touch her hair. His smile was soft and fragile. "But I can't help it. I worry."

"Don't. Please."

He grazed his fingertips across her cheek before letting his hand fall. It made something twist in Plix's heart, to have to push him away like this. If she could only let him, just once…

Looking down at the floor, she took a deep breath. "So where were you?"

"Just upstairs. Finishing some things." He stepped back, putting some much-needed space between them.

"Upstairs? But shouldn't the shop be open?"

Edison gazed down at her in amusement. "Plix. It's Christmas."

"Oh." It took Plix by surprise, and yet it shouldn't have. She hadn't celebrated the holiday in years. Not since her father died. But maybe Edison did. "Do you need to go—"

He interrupted her, smiling gently and touching her arm to direct her toward the shop door. "Come on. I have something I want to show you."

Reaching past her body, he fit his thumb to the lock and opened the door. He held it for her and nudged her to step inside.

It took a moment for her natural vision to readjust to the darkness, but her implant corrected for it immediately. By all appearances, everything was as it should be, nothing amiss. Nothing different.

"What did you–" She cut off mid-sentence as Edison flipped a switch in the corner of the room.

And suddenly, the room was aglow. Everywhere, little strings of lights snaked their way around windows and doors, across the counter and over the shelves of books and displays. They weren't the new lights either. Not garish or blinking, they were ancient, incandescent bulbs, their light soft and warm.

They must have cost a fortune.

"Edison," she whispered.

"Do you like them?"

"They're beautiful." She half-turned toward him only to find him right there behind her, his chest so warm through the inch of space between them. Her voice broke as she redirected her eyes back toward the rows of lights. "Where did you get them?"

"I collect them. Seems fitting. Honoring my namesake and all. I thought you'd appreciate."

Plix nodded, hyperaware of his proximity. His scent. Then he was right there, his chest brushing her spine, his hands on her arms. She shuddered, fighting the instinct to lean back into him. To finally let go. "Edison…"

"Shh. I know. I know." He wrapped his arms around her all the same, and Plix let her eyes drift closed. It felt so good to be there with him like that. Too good.

She could never give him what she wanted to, and guilt washed over her at the idea that he could be turning down the chance to spend time with someone who could, just to be with her.

"Listen," she said, voice rough. "If you have somewhere else to be… Family plans or something."

He shushed her again and rested his chin on top of her head. "I'm right where I belong."

At that, Plix finally stopped arguing and sank back into his embrace, letting her posture go soft. She brought her hands up to fold them over his.

"Thank you."

He rocked them gently. "For what?"

For putting me back together. For never asking too many questions.

For never pressuring me to choose you over this work I need to do.

In the end, she answered simply, "For the lights. For sharing this with me."

"Any time." He squeezed her tighter. "Merry Christmas, Plix."

"Merry Christmas, Edison."

Just standing there, letting him hold her, it was already the best one she'd had in years.

Unacceptable Risk Blurb:

Plix spends her lonely, gritty life trying to solve the mysteries her father left behind. Armed with a variety of cybernetic enhancements and a talent for getting into places she shouldn't be, she searches for clues to his murder – and who's responsible for poisoning her city.

Waking up on a street corner with her brain wiring fried to a crisp, she figures she must have gotten close this time. There's only one man she trusts to pull her back from the brink: a tuner who can retrieve the evidence hidden deep in the recesses of her mind. A man she dares not let too close to her heart.

When Edison downloads a secret SynDate schematic from Plix's burnt-out circuitry, he knows with dreadful finality that nothing-not even the fiery kiss he's been holding back for years-will stop her from pursuing her quest past the point of insanity.

All he can do, as he helps her plan her final mission, is ease her pain, watch her back.and hope one of them doesn't pay with their lives.

Available from Samhain Press: http://store.samhainpublishing.com/unacceptable-risk-p-6566.html

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Unacceptable-Risk-ebook/dp/B005OVZ7X0

Barnes & Noble: http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/unacceptable-risk-jeanette-grey/1105946840

AUTHOR GIVEAWAY:

Jeanette Grey will be giving away an ebook copy of Unacceptable Risk to one person. Please leave your email address in a comment below to enter to win. Open to international entrants. Contest open through midnight EST, December 18, 2011.

A Steamy Christmas Eve brought to you by Ann Mayburn & Giveaway!!

A Steamy Christmas Eve

from Ann Mayburn

We always see the latest and greatest technology Christmas presents blasted all over the news and talk shows. All of these wonderful inventions geared towards making our lives easier, better, and more satisfying through the use of gadgets. I'll admit I love my computer and flat screen TV as much as the next person, but I've always wondered how much more fun it would be if couples got in the habit of exchanging one very naughty bit of technology with each other on Christmas eve.

Imagine the fun that you could have giving your sweetie an adult sex toy on Christmas eve. After the kids are all snuggled off to bed or after the last house guests are out the door you and your sweetie could snuggle up together on the couch and exchange gifts that you know will keep on giving. You might giggle, you might blush, but I can assure you that your loved one would MUCH rather get a sex toy than another pair of Christmas pajamas. And together you can reaffirm your love for each other while showing your partner that you trust them enough to be utterly naughty.

I picked http://www.adameve.com/ to show you toys from today because I've used them in the past and I've always had good dealings with their company. The variety of toys they offer is astounding and they really try to educate their customers. They also have the added bonus of having instructional videos with most of their products. Plus they usually give away some kind of free product with your order and the only thing better than a good sex toy is a free sex toy. 

With literally a million toys out on the market I thought I'd stick to showing one for the lady, one of the gent, and one for the couple. For the lady and gent I'm showing toys that can be used either together or apart. Many couples enjoy watching each other masturbate and if you want to learn how to please your lover, watch how the touch themselves. If you can get past your initial embarrassment the sight of your lover getting all hot and excited is a visual treat that you won't soon forget.

For Her

I love vibrators, I love g-spot orgasms, and I love this toy! Don't be scared by its looks or its size, this wonder of technology will rapidly become you and your lovers best friend. For women that have a hard time getting aroused the rabbit is a god send. A few minutes with this bad boy and you'll be more than ready for your lover. For women that have never experienced multiple orgasms, this is the toy that will teach your body how to do it. Honestly, get one for yourself and you'll wonder how you ever lived without your rabbit.

http://www.adameve.com/adult-sex-toys/vibrators/rabbit-vibrators/sp-wild-g-spot-vibrator-11417.aspx

Wild G-Spot Vibrator

Stimulates you all over – not just your clit!

One of our most popular vibrators!

The special Triple-Pronged Stimulators are designed to tickle and tease your clitoris and the sensitive surrounding nerves as well to further enhance your pleasure and deliver stronger orgasms.

The Spinning Metal Beads massage your G Spot, labia and other erogenous zones – feeling just like tongue rings exploring your body!

The Curved G Spot Tip spins and wiggles in a circular motion to provide you with a more life-like experience while also stimulating your entire vagina.

Made from unscented silicone, this G Spot rabbit vibrator lacks the strong odor often found with comparable jelly or rubber sex toys. Furthermore, the silicone design is more durable – allowing for more energetic use as well as increased durability.

The Wild G Spot Vibrator is compatible with water-based and petroleum-based lubes and safe for use with condoms. The vibrator measures 6.5 inches long from tip to bottom and 1.5 inches wide, with roughly 4 insertable inches. Choose from 3 vibration and 3 rotation speeds.

I've almost worn out my first one, time for a little Christmas present to myself!

For Him

For a woman some of the men's solo toys may look a bit unusual, but then again how unusual looking is a glowing pink plastic dick to a man? I've heard from multiple male sources that the toy below is amazing. I know quite a few guys who are away from home frequently for business and they all swear that this toy is worth its weight in gold. Personally, I loved the look of first surprise, then utter delight as my man tried this out while I was watching. Nothing is sexier, for me, than watching my man having a fantastic orgasm. I'll admit, this thing looks like so much fun I was a bit envious that I don't have a dick so I can try it out. You can even get ones shaped like their favorite adult movie star's pussy. Crazy I know!

http://www.adameve.com/adult-sex-toys/male-masturbators/fleshlight/sp-fleshlight-2521.aspx

It looks like a flashlight, but when you pop the cap off, you'll see why the Fleshlight is rated one of our top-selling male masturbators. The exterior is a hard plastic case, so you don't feel your hand while you're stroking away at the realistic pussy inside. And the case lets you place the Fleshlight almost anywhere for hands-free adventures.

The inside is almost two lbs. of soft, snug ultra-realistic material, molded to look exactly like the real thing. You'll feel so good when you lube up and slide between the sculpted lips that hug your erection in a tight, warm grip. Just unscrew the top, remove the PVC tube packed into the Fleshlight, and slide deep into the sleeve. You can thrust all the way, too, because the Fleshlight is a full 8″ deep. Unscrew the bottom cap slightly to create the suction that feels good for you.

To clean up, slide the sleeve out and wash with warm soapy water or toy cleaner and rinse. For best results, when the Fleshlight sleeve is dry, give it a light dusting of cornstarch to keep it looking and feeling like new.

They also have mouth and butt versions that I thought were rather giggle worthy and neat.

For Them

To anyone that's read my work it will come as no surprise that I love introducing couples to the pleasures of a little BDSM play. Now I'm not talking about having your mate slap you on the ass and call you Sally, but the sensation of being tied down while your lover worships your body is something everyone should enjoy at least once. That goes for men and women, don't let your guy have all the fun.

That's why I would recommend a beginners restraint system like this one:

 

http://www.adameve.com/adult-sex-toys/kinky-bondage/sp-under-the-bed-restraint-system-11112.aspx

Under The Bed Restraint System

Turn Your Bed Into A Bondage Playground In Seconds!

Set up playful bondage games in minutes! No fancy knots or hardware needed! Just slide the restraint straps underneath mattress and go! Position straps for different uses, each 60" strap fits any bed. Soft, plush quick-release Velcro™ cuffs snap onto each strap. Includes 4 cuffs, 4 straps and connector strap. Made in USA.

Pretty neat, huh?

I hope you've enjoyed this little tiny offering of what is out there in adult sex toys, and I hope I've inspired you to think about giving your lover the gift that will really give you a Merry Christmas.

Giveaway

To help get you in the mood I'm giving away one copy each of Peppermint Passion, a hot little Christmas story about a submissive who get's exactly what she wants for Christmas, two Masters to call her own, and Dreamer to two winners. Therefore, four winners total. Simply comment below and tell me your favorite toy!

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I'm all over the place today. Come visit me and WIN!!

If you haven't already heard, my contemporary erotic romance, Beneath the Starry Sky, releases in TWO DAYS!! This story is the prequel to Celestial Seduction, or Josh and Tamara's one-night stand.

Stop by The Romance Studio's Book-a-day Giveaway for your chance to WIN a copy of Beneath the Starry Sky as soon as it releases!

Then check out Jennifer Lane's blog where I'm sharing the moment Tamara hits send on her 1NightStand application, a secret recipe, and giving away an Amazon gift certificate.

And finally, read my interview with the lovely Lisa Fox, visit with some hot guys and enter to WIN another Amazon gift certificate.

Tomorrow, I'm at Layna Pimentel's blog where I'm offering another $5 Amazon gift certificate. And I'm also on Desiree Holt's blog offering a copy of Beneath the Starry Sky.

And on Friday, I'm on Decadent's 1 Night Stand blog, and being interviewed by Kerrianne Coombes with another chance to win.

A Kraken for the Holidays by Maureen O. Betita

A Kraken for the Holidays

The Betita household has a new holiday tradition, in honor of Maureen's new world of the Kraken's Caribbean. She calls it…the Kraken cake!

The secret to a good Kraken cake is the cake pan… Any cake mix will do, and she got hers after numerous attempts at eBay bidding that saw her the loser. Until she finally outbid the rest!

The Ship's Mistress

Jahari gave herself to the starborn Etwa to save her little sister from life in a foul brothel. Ironically, tests reveal an aptitude for sensual service and Jahari is trained as a high court slut. A contract of seven years runs out on the planet Mentari but the powerful Basba is determined to keep her. She escapes swearing to see him reported to the Etwan authorities.

Toseman is the captain of the Sea Horse, sailing the seas of Mentari. Several days from port a stowaway is brought before him. Her bright blue hair betrays her high slut identity and puts his secret at risk. Drawn to her, he accepts her offer to serve as ship's mistress and promises to see her to the nearest Etwan spaceport.

They are pursued by her former master as the two join forces and with the help of the Sea Horse crew, they seek Etwan justice.

Slut: (noun) In the common vernacular a word denoting a man or woman of great sexual prowess, strength and knowledge. A high slut is one considered extremely valuable and treasured. Once a word with a far different meaning among the human population, used to denigrate and deride a woman with a strong sexual appetite. Still in use on the more primitive patriarchal worlds under Etwan influence, a condition the Etwan strive to eliminate.

The Sister's Story/Sari's Search

Sari lives on the Etwan world of Verdant. A student for twelve years, the Etwan have helped her learn control of her telepathic abilities. She is sexually experienced, a bright woman with a past that is a blank slate. As she approaches her 18th birthday, her desire to know more of her background grows.

Haunted by bits and pieces of a world she barely remembers, she hears a name at a trader's fair. Her faint memories begin to rise. Determined to discover more, she seizes the clues fallen her way and leaves for the world of Mentari, where she hopes to meet the woman who may have sold her to the Etwan.

On this journey she is accompanied by two men, J'reem and Dell. The three of them find a deep connection on the journey, reveling in the physical and mental bond that develops. But trouble awaits her on Mentari, riding with the Etwan ship. She reaches Mentari and sees the ocean, but whether the high slut Jahari will acknowledge her is something she may never discover.

The Kraken's Caribbean Series – Where anything can happen. And usually does.

Book One – The Krakens Mirror finds the very modern Emily Pawes swept into a world of Hollywood pirattitude, brought to the pirate haven of Tortuga by the guardian of that place, the Great Albino Kraken. Adventure, romance and dangers await her as she finds herself the center of one pirate's quest to free himself of the curse of good luck.

Book Two – The Chameleon Goggles, sees Tortuga threatened by invasion as Captain Jezebel's history catches up to her. An invasive force attempts to breach the portal's protection and threatens the balance of life in the Kraken's Caribbean. Can Jezebel overcome the nightmare of her past and accept the love of Cap'n Mick, a man willing to sacrifice his all to save her?

Book Three – The Pirate Circus, tells of Benjamin, a new resident come from England and his journey of discovery regarding the opportunities the new world can offer him and his son, including the love of the pirate bosun, Janey. Before he and Janey can explore the possibilities, Benjamin's son and niece disappear onto the high seas. Together, the couple set out to rescue them—because only a loving father and a cut-throat pirate stand a chance against the dangers of The Pirate Circus. (Available February 3, 2012)

Maureen O. Betita Bio

Maureen O. Betita lives on the central coast of California, specifically the wondrous Monterey Bay. She writes romantic adventure stories featuring thoughtful heroines, hot heroes and settings that range from the Caribbean Sea to alien worlds.

And at the core to every story she writes is a second chance. In April of 2007, Maureen nearly died. Her heart stopped and only the quick action of her husband allowed her to wake in a hospital bed days later, alive and completely bewildered as to what had happened. The doctors called it sudden cardiac death.

Maureen was fortunate to survive. And she decided to take her second chance at life and dedicate herself to fulfilling her dream of being a published writer.

www.maureenobetita.com

https://www.facebook.com/pages/Maureen-O-Betita-Author/155907664465540?ref=ts

Twitter as Maureen O. Betita

 

 

 

 

Holidays on Sypricon by Sara Brookes & Giveaway

Christmas and the holidays we celebrate here on Earth aren't celebrated the same way on Sypricon. But I asked the enigmatic bartender at the club, Bales Christenson, to provide his favorite drink. Keep in mind, Tawse is a BDSM club and not a bar, so this is Bales' favorite drink and not something he'd serve up to the clientele at the club. Miranda, the owner of Tawse, is a firm believer that alguoll (alcohol to you and me) and BDSM aren't a good mix. I provided the translation in parenthesis if you feel inclined to give the drink a try.

Umlon Reoil Fuck (Absolute Royal Fuck)

1 oz ishke bayha (whiskey)
1/2 oz bawroh (black currant vodka)
1/2 oz paychug drau (peach schnapps)
Splash moin (cranberry juice)
Splash ahnan (pineapple juice)
Chill, shake and serve over shooc (ice)

Interested why Tawse doesn't serve alcohol? The latest entry into the series, Slow Break, shows just why members need a very clear head during their scenes.

Slow Break blurb:

Jack Cotton thought he'd made the right choice to walk away from Tawse, the only BDSM club on Sypricon. But a life-altering tragedy has shown him the error of his ways. Now, he's ready to make amends and is more than prepared to kneel before the Dom he left so abruptly.

Denton is bound by the rules of Tawse, and he knows Jack's membership has been terminated. But Jack's return is all too personal and his actions can't simply be ignored. Forced to make a choice, Denton does the only thing his instincts as a Dom tell him. After all, some men, like rules, are meant to be broken.

 ~*~

Excerpt:

Denton stared at the source of six months of pain and heartbreak.

He crossed his ankles, his long legs stretched out in Miranda's chair. The owner of Tawse would have his hide if she saw him kicked back like this, but at the moment he didn't much care. He'd come to the club to retrieve something he'd left the night before and an image on the monitor had caught his attention.

Jack Cotton sat at the bar on the other side of the doors of Miranda's office chatting with the barkeeper, Bales. The two talked companionably enough, which should seem perfectly normal.

All it did was annoy Denton. The nerve of him to stroll right in as if nothing were amiss. As if nothing had happened a few months ago to nullify Jack's membership at Tawse.

The cypher lock on the door clicked and swung open. The owner's silvery gray eyebrows lifted in surprise as she closed the door quietly behind her. "Comfortable?"

Denton wasn't normally rude, but his impatience got the better of him. "Why is he here?"

Those almond shaped eyes narrowed as she rested a hand on her hip. "Well, good evening to you, too. My apologies for making myself at home at your desk, Miranda. I must have left my manners on the doormat."

Denton snorted at her snide tone but remained where he was. He'd gone toe-to-toe enough times with Miranda to not be afraid of the woman. Most of the time, when it came to the Doms, she was all bark and no bite. After all, they were her bread and butter.

He gestured to the monitor and the image of the bar area of the club. "He doesn't belong here."

Her arms crossed over her expensive navy blue jacket. "Isn't that for me to determine and not you? This is still my club. Besides, if you mean Jack, yes. I'm aware he's here. I was about to ask security to have a word with him, but perhaps you'd like to do it yourself?"

Denton scowled and finally dropped his feet to the floor. Rising, he gestured for Miranda to resume the place she referred to as central command.

"Taking the trash out isn't my job."

The older woman was quiet as she sat in her chair and wrinkled her nose at the place Denton's shoes had scuffed up the paperwork in the corner. "Since you feel it's beneath you, all the more reason to make you do it."

"You wouldn't."

Miranda reached over to tap the closed-circuit communication. Denton watched the screen as Bales tapped a similar comm in his area. The one on his end was set to privacy mode so the members wouldn't hear. "Tell Griffin I have the situation handled. Denton will remove Jack from the club shortly."

The bartender nodded, disengaging the call. He even handed Jack a bottle of ishke, the club's special hydration drink, before Denton turned away from the monitor.

He wanted no part of this. "Get someone else."

Miranda smirked and leaned back in her chair as she crossed her arms. "Pouting isn't your style. Neither is whining. So let's keep the infraction count to as few as possible, shall we?"

He leaned against the wide desk shifting his weight forward on his hands. "You're only doing this because you're annoyed."

"No, I'm doing this because you're annoyed."

 ~*~

 Sara Brookes is an award-winning, multi-published author who has always been fascinated by the strange, the unusual, the twisted and the lost (tortured heroes are her personal favorite). She is an action movie junkie, addicted to coffee and has been known to stay up until the wee hours of the morning playing RPG video games. Despite all this, she is a romantic at heart and is always a sucker for an excellent love story.

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Six Sentence Sunday: 12/11/11 ~ Something hot from Beneath the Starry Sky #sixsunday

Thank you to everyone who read and comment on my excerpts each week.

Here's a kiss between Josh and Tamara in Beneath the Starry Sky, a contemporary romance, releasing this Friday (December 16) from Decadent Publishing. (blurb here)

"Now it's time to finish rescuing you."

He snapped open the backpack buckles and let it fall to the ground, before his lips were on hers. He kept his kisses light, but she wanted more. She pulled him closer, her body pressed between a wall of rock and one of muscle and masculinity. His kisses deepened and his tongue probed for an opening. She granted him access, her own tongue plunging for a deeper connection.

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Talking about my upcoming release at Paranormal Romantics

Thanks to DL Jackson for allowing me to blog on her day at Paranormal Romantics! I'm over there talking about world building for my upcoming contemporary erotic romance release, Beneath the Starry Sky. Stop by to visit and leave a comment for your chance to win a copy of Celestial Seduction and swag.