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HOT NEW RELEASE: Duty to Love by Morgan King

I have a bonus HOT NEW RELEASE for you today.

This one was just too hot to leave for later so help me welcome Morgan King and her debut, DUTY TO LOVE!

Blurb:

A craftily worded contract and fate finds Arthur, Earl of Hentonury, having to marry not the lady he expected but her younger sister Amelia, the woman he knows his brother James loves and hoped to marry. Arthur cares for both Amelia and James, so how can he choose between his love for them and his duty?

James may be the younger son, but he has taken leave from the army and will fight for Amelia.

Torn between her feelings for two brothers, Amelia wishes to marry Arthur but can’t bear to lose James. Is there any chance the three of them can find happiness together? Will duty or love win out?

Be Warned: menage sex (MFM), anal sex, voyeurism

Excerpt:

Arthur was in his study but not alone.

The two men must have sensed an intrusion, her approaching presence, for they turned to face her. Their faces became animated upon seeing her, giving smiles so similar she felt the weight of their combined warmth pulling an upwards movement from her own lips.

“James!” she uttered his name on a cry before racing forward and flinging herself into his arms. Unprepared his arms brushed her sides and hung around her back in a low, loose hold.

Sensing his discomfort Amelia shifted back to look at him, then turned to Arthur. Were they upset with her? Now she was to be married to him, was Arthur concerned that she might appear overly familiar with James?

She had thought James might be happy for her and Arthur. She would not be wedded to some stranger, moving to live far away; they could carry on, the three of them, friends as before.

Things weren’t the same, though; faced with two men, tension stiffening their postures, expressions equally tight, Amelia realized she had been naive. Marrying Arthur might well mean the end of her friendship with James. They could no longer be frequently in each other’s company, completely at ease with each other, for she would belong to Arthur. A married woman was an entirely different prospect for a friend than a young girl running wild.

When Amelia had imagined James coming back from the Army and herself entering society, she had pictured them enjoying the season together, James, with his dashing good humor, providing light relief from the monotony of town entertainments. Now she would not be having a season, and James, while as dashing as ever, did not appear in good humor.

“I’m sorry, Arthur, I did not think. It’s James. You know I would not be so improper with anyone else.” She took a step back from James, glancing at Arthur anxiously.

“Except me?” Arthur’s tone sounded pointedly hopeful, and Amelia realized he was teasing her.

Amelia grinned. “Except you.” It used to be that James was the only one who teased her. Even when the three of them had larked around together Arthur had always been the voice of caution, unintentionally acting as a springboard to James and Amelia’s rebellion.  Recently Arthur had begun to tease Amelia, and every time he did it added to the feeling of warmth that centered inside her when Arthur was near.

Had James noticed the changes in Arthur?

Amelia turned to look at James just as she felt him tug her back into his embrace. “Come here, you little hellion.”

This time he held her tight, her breasts pressed flush to his chest and his hands cupping her hips. For all their previous play together Amelia had never been held like this before. It was no casual embrace; it seemed full of intent.

Amelia only realized James’ s intent when he leaned down and guided his lips to hers. The initial pressure was fairytale light, unexpected, and led to everything she’d hoped a kiss could be.

It was teasing, playful; his lips glided against hers in subtle movements, retreating then advancing into firmer contact. There was a little nip of teeth and a quick taste with the tip of his tongue.

Amelia let herself be kissed, and she reveled in the flurry of sensations her lips were experiencing. Greedy for more she let her hands roam freely over James’s back, tracing the shape of his muscles, over his powerful shoulders to the unclothed skin of his nape.

James’s hands tightened on her, pulling her closer, until their hips pressed as close as their chests. Amelia felt breathless, heady. It was a novel sensation. She’d never been one for allowing her corset to be laced too tight. She’d never imagined Arthur could make her feel like fainting.

But, oh God, it wasn’t Arthur kissing her. Amelia jerked trying to free herself of James’s hold. Arthur was watching her. He was watching her kiss another man. She was kissing her fiancé’s brother while he watched.

 

Find Duty to Love here:

Evernight Publishing / Amazon UK / Amazon US / AllRomance eBooks / Bookstrand

 

xoxo

~S

HOT NEW RELEASE: Sol and the Magic Fingers by Doris O’Connor

Yay! It’s Friday! You know what that means? That’s right – it’s HOT NEW RELEASE day.

I have a new one for you from one of my favorite authors, Doris O’Connor!

Take it away Doris…

Thanks so much for having me here today to share a little about my new release, Sol and the Magic Fingers.

This story was a dream to write, because it literally wrote itself . I’ve always been fascinated by Genies. Aladdin was one of my favourite stories as a child. So, when a reader left a comment on my blog wishing for a magical e-reader, I immediately thought, “Oohh, now there’s an idea.”

I was busy with other things, until New Year’s Eve, when I was standing at my kitchen sink, doing the washing up, and … Poof … in true Genie style there was Sol in my head, telling me the entire first chapter.

Now, I love it when that happens, but it was New Year’s Eve and I had a poorly toddler to boot. However, I know when resistance is futile, and like the dutiful author I am, I sat down and took dictation. Four am the next morning saw me type The End.

So, there you have it. The magical journey of Sol, lol. I hope you enjoy reading his story as much as I enjoyed writing it…

 

Blurb: 

Breaking your e-reader at the end of a long and trying day is enough to send any woman over the edge. Karen’s one treat are her naughty stories. Desperate times call for desperate measures.

Saucy stories in the old library? It doesn’t seem likely, but when Karen is sent home with an odd looking reading device magic happens at the touch of her fingers. Is the drop dead gorgeous man she encounters real or just a flight of her imagination?

Caught in a weekend of sexual delight, will she lose her heart, as well as her inhibitions? And is there any future for the two of them?

Excerpt:

She jumped up, rinsed off her plate in the sink, and grabbing a fresh cup of coffee on the way, headed for the sanctuary of her bedroom. Here she liked to immerse herself in her stories, to forget about her worries, and let herself be transported into another world of drop dead gorgeous men, who actually knew how to pleasure a woman, and didn’t leave their dirty socks on your bedroom floor. She giggled at the thought and ran her hands over the e-reader. Just like before it seemed to come to life in her hands. It shimmered and grew, and as if by magic the story she’d been reading appeared on the screen.  Well, Mr. Jones had said it was in there. She found her place and started reading.

Two hours later she dropped the reader out of her clammy hands and drew a ragged breath into her lungs. Wow, that had been an intense read. The story was hot, but somehow, this time round it had felt as though she had been the heroine in the book, so engrossed had she been in the scenes unfolding in her mind. Beads of perspiration covered her body, and her breasts felt heavy and so sensitive that the slightest touch of her blouse against her hard nipples sent darts of stinging awareness between her thighs. Her underwear was soaked through with the evidence of her arousal, and a mere brush of her fingers over the engorged nub at the top of her slit was all it took for her to tumble into a breathtaking orgasm.

When she had her breathing back under control, she smiled, as her fingertips touched the reader. It brightened and vibrated slightly, and Karen couldn’t stop herself from murmuring her wish.

“If only you could magic me a real life man like the ones in your stories.” The reader grew hot, and Karen yelped as it burned her fingertips. She blew on them and frowned, but the reader was once again back to normal. Still that odd looking design, but not glowing, vibrating, or otherwise, and—she touched it gingerly—not hot. Karen shook her head at her fanciful imaginings and headed for the shower.

That’s what she needed, a nice long, hot shower to chase away the cobwebs and a chance to try out her new waterproof dildo. She sniggered as she turned on the shower and eyed the huge phallus shaped object. She would see…

She switched on the shower and stepped under the heavy stream. The power shower had been the major selling point when Karen had bought her apartment. Where other women soaked in the bath, she lingered in the shower. Nothing like letting the jets of hot water soothe cramping muscles and drain the stresses of the day down the swirling plughole. She closed her eyes and let her mind wander. She wasn’t really standing in the shower—no she was on a tropical island under a cascading waterfall, waiting for her lover to appear. She smiled and cupped her breasts, imagining it was another set of hands massaging the heavy globes. She leaned back against the tiles to steady herself, only in her imagination it was her lover’s hard muscled chest. Two strong arms circled her, and her heart did a silly little flop, as teeth grazed her ear.

“I’ve got you. Just let yourself feel.” The deeply seductive, slightly accented voice dripped over her senses, like hot, molten chocolate, and the unmistakable edge of command caused a delicious flutter of excitement deep inside her core. He trailed his large, slightly calloused hands along her arms and pulled them up high above her head. Something wrapped around her wrists and another tug brought her up on her tiptoes. She swayed until his hard arm ‘round her waist grounded her against him. A hair-roughened thigh slipped between her legs, creating delicious friction against her core, and a rush of her juices coated her nether lips.

“Who are you?” She had to ask, even if it meant spoiling the magic, for the hard cock pressing into her ass cheeks left her in no doubt that she was not on her own. Either she was fast asleep, having the most erotic dream yet, or she had indeed been joined in the shower by an unknown man, whose clean and slightly spicy musk permeated her consciousness, and pitched her arousal higher still. Like the strongest aphrodisiac, his scent surrounded her, strange and familiar all at once, and the frisson of fear the absurdity of the situation brought with it, just increased the intensity of her feelings.

“I’m Sol, and I’m here to make your dreams come true. Will you let me?”

 

Find Sol and the Magic Fingers here:

Evernight Publishing / Amazon UK / Amazon US / AllRomance eBooks / Bookstrand

 

Author Bio:

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

Find Doris on the web here:

Website  Blog Twitter Facebook Pinterest

 xoxo

~S

Are you ready to party?? Don’t miss the #MafiaPrincess Release Party – tonight!

Please join me for

THE SUBMISSION OF A MAFIA PRINCESS

Release Party on Facebook tonight! 6-10 pm EST!

Mafia Princess hit virtual shelves last week with a BANG! So we’re throwing Toni, Brax and the SRE crew a party and you’re invited!

I’ll share snippets, cocktail recipes and of course we’ll check in with familiar friends from Mia’s Submission and Brooke’s Wish.

Did I mention the rockin’ swag?? Come by for a chance to win a custom bling-bling SRE Hanky Panky lace thong, handmade necklace/bracelet set inspired by the series and more!

       

THE SUBMISSION OF A MAFIA PRINCESS blurb:

Duty, Respect and Honor thy Family …

As the only child of notorious mob boss, Tony “The Chief” Azzari, Antonietta lives her life by this mantra. Toni never questions the world where decisions are made for her, until she meets Harley-Davidson riding bad boy, Braxton Malone. Ever since their fiery first kiss all those years ago, she can’t deny the desire to submit to his control.

Brax always knew he’d be walking a dangerous tightrope if he fell for Toni, but like a moth to a flame, he couldn’t stay away. Barely surviving the wrath of the mob within an inch of his life, a scorned Brax has vowed never again to allow a woman under his skin.

Three years later, Brax is a top Dom at The Satin Rose Experience, New York’s posh BDSM club. When Toni shows up to fulfill her fantasy of submission before being forced into a loveless marriage, that vow is in just as much jeopardy as his life. Can they overcome the crimes of passion from their past and change Toni’s fate forever?

Be sure to stop in between 6 – 10 pm (EST). A virtual martini will be waiting.

xoxo

~S

SEXY TOY TUESDAY with NIKKI HAZE! @NikkiHazeFever

Hey there! Welcome back to Sexy Toy Tuesday. Meet today’s guest, Nikki Haze. I met Nikki on Twitter and checked out her sexy novelettes. She’s so much fun to follow and her stories pack a steamy punch! I do feel the need to send out the fair warning flags to my readers. Her writing is a little different than most of the authors I feature. Nikki writes straight up erotica. Intrigued? Read on for more about Nikki Haze!

 

Nikki Haze is a new Erotica Author, burning up the twitter feed with sexy teasers of her upcoming erotica stories. She’s been featured on Jon Kressick’s blog Sex in Words and regularly teases her erotic shorts on her own blog. Nikki’s first story in the Cyber Sex Mysteries serial, Anonymous Masturbator, was on the Amazon top 100 for Erotica. She’s here to share an except of the Cyber Sex Mysteries sequel, Keep it on Vibrate available now on Amazon.

Excerpt:

If soccer star and sex god Dylan Rogers wasn’t sitting in film crit with her, Arria thought she might smash her head in on he desk. He sat two rows over and she tried not to stare at his messy blonde hair and large green eyes. He’d clearly just rolled out of bed and walked to class in those sexy sweatpants that sat low on his hips. She couldn’t help but imagine yanking them to the ground and licking a trail up his thigh to… well, rumor had it that Dylan packed a “monster cock.” The guys on the soccer team all teased him about having an elephant trunk between his legs. Arria wished she’d had the chance to find out.

Dylan was looking down at his phone, but glanced up and caught her staring despite her best efforts to pull-off the quick look away. If Arria wasn’t so mortified by what had happened on Saturday, she might even smile back.

Last weekend at the Tri-Delt party something almost happened between them, and she’d been unable to stop thinking about him ever since. He’d helped her work the keg and said he recognized her from class. They hit it off in that glimmering butterfly way Arria had only read about. They ended up wandering around campus for hours, talking about her philosophy class and his lack of direction. It was a stupid of her to walk around with a practical stranger given the recent murders on campus. She was usually on edge, but on Saturday she was too drunk on cheap beer and Dylan to remember. He’d almost kissed her, but she’d unfortunately puked in the bushes by Jensen hall before it got that far. Idiot.

The classroom darkened as professor Kelling started showing Annie Hall, which Arria had seen half a dozen times already. She considered taking advantage of the opportunity and ducking out the back door when her phone chirped.

She fumbled through her bag to silence the ringer, which earned her a punishing glance from Kelling. The text was from an anonymous number.

You’re not paying attention, Arria.

What the hell? She glanced around the room frantically. Kelling had his ass half hitched up on the desk, the light from the tablet in his hands lit up his crinkled brow. There were over a dozen students messing around on their phones. It could be anyone.

Who is this?

Arria sunk down in her chair and gripped the phone in her hands, waiting for a response. Her body stiffened as she saw Dylan glance her way.

Be a good girl and put your phone on vibrate before I spank you.

No one was watching her but Dylan, who looked curious more than anything else. She put her phone on vibrate before responding.

Done. Who is this?

Her phone buzzed again immediately.

Do as I say and put the phone between your legs. Keep it on vibrate, Arria.

Read the rest of Keep it on Vibrate, as well as the first Cyber Sex Mysteries: Anonymous Masturbator on Amazon. Don’t forget to check-out her other titles including the first story in her new erotic serial, The Sex Games: Chosen. For exclusive teasers, follow Nikki on Twitter and don’t miss her blog.

  

xoxo

~S

 

“Flavor of the month, huh?” on #8Sunday

I’m trilled to participate in the new Weekend Writing Warriors challenge. Remember Six Sunday? Well, WWW is the same concept with a couple of additional sentences. Since so many of my favorite writers jumped over to the WWW, I’m hopping on the bandwagon.

My snippet is from page one of my new release, The Submission of a Mafia Princess. Here Brax Malone engages in some friendly banter with Courtney, the Satin Rose’s concierge (Courtney speaks first). Enjoy!

“You’ve developed quite a reputation for yourself. Let’s just say you’re the current Dom in demand here.”

“Flavor of the month, huh?” He shrugged. “Thanks for the good word, Court. Hey, when you decide to dump your girlfriend and play for the other team, I’ll be your first call, right?” he asked playfully.

“Sure, Brax, but slim chance that’ll happen. Girls smell so much better than guys.”

The Submission of a Mafia Princess (The Satin Rose Experience, #3) is now available!

Feed your MAFIA fix here:

Evernight Publishing / Amazon / AllRomance eBooks / Bookstrand

For more deliciously entertaining snippets click over to Weekend Writing Warriors. You’ll be glad you did!

xoxo

~S

HOT NEW RELEASE: Stupid Cupid by Melissa Hosack

Happy Friday! Did you enjoy Valentine’s Day? Today’s HOT NEW RELEASE is sure to extend the holiday of love for a few extra days. The cover and title caught my eye and I can’t wait to read this. I loved Melissa Hosack’s short story in the Keyboards & Kink Anthology so I know we’re in for a treat!

Blurb:

Turning thirty is a depressing affair for Lincoln Belmonte. Thirty wouldn’t seem quite so bad if she wasn’t single, lonely, and a world away from her projected plans. She’d expected to have a husband and children at this point in her life. Instead, she spends her evenings in solitude.

Staring down at the burning candles on her birthday cake, Lincoln makes the wish to be able to tell off Cupid. She wants answers from the man who has caused her to be jilted in love time and time again. Feeling better after her silly wish, she puts it to the back of her mind.

The next morning, Lincoln wakes up in an unfamiliar house in an unfamiliar bed. A little birthday magic saw it fit to bring her together with the man responsible for all of her problems. She is rewarded with the chance to take out her frustrations on Valentine’s holiday figurehead—Cupid. Only once she meets Valen, Lincoln can’t decide if she wants to give him a piece of her mind or seduce him.

Be Warned: public exhibition

Excerpt:

As she approached the door in front of her, Lincoln heard the unmistakable sound of a kitchen. Whoever was on the other side of the door was cooking and seemingly having a really good time of it.

A male voice belted an oldies tune accompanied by the clang of pots and pans.

In disbelief, she pushed open the kitchen door and tiptoed inside. The man whose tenor filled the room had his back to her, but he was good looking even from this angle.

His shoulders rippled with muscles beneath a fitted black t-shirt. His jeans were so tight, it was impossible not to stare at his backside. He had a gorgeous mane of shoulder length blond hair pulled back into a ponytail.

Lincoln stared transfixed. Her kidnapper was not only rich, but he was better looking than her original guess of Brad Pitt. As confusion whirled through her mind, the man finally turned around, drawing a gasp from her throat.

Violet eyes dominated a masculine face. His cheekbones were high, his jaw sharp and prominent. And he looked completely pissed off at her presence. “Vandal!” he accused loudly.

“Kidnapper!” Lincoln shot back.

“No good, thieving…what?” He’d been stomping in her direction with ill intent when her accusation seemed to sink in.

“No good, kidnapping…stud.” She blinked at her choice of description.

“Kidnapping stud?” the man roared in incredulity. “I didn’t kidnap you!”

“Then why am I here?”

He gave a derisive snort. “You tell me, honey. I have no idea.”

Lincoln frowned at that. As much as she wanted to peg him as the bad guy, it didn’t make much sense for him to kidnap her. He was obviously wealthy, and he was extremely good looking. Why would he need to kidnap a thirty-year-old bachelorette?

Apparently sensing her confusion, the man let out his breath in a put upon sigh. “What’s the last thing you remember?”

“The last thing I remember is going to sleep,” Lincoln said slowly, “in my own bed.” There was a bit of sting to the second half of her sentence. As unlikely of a kidnapper as he was, she still found it hard to believe she could have wound up here without his interference.

Mr. Yummy turned his back on her and returned to his cooking. “Did anything unusual happen last night?”

At his unthreatening demeanor, Lincoln shrugged and sat the candle holder down as she slid into a seat at the kitchen table. “Not really. I went out with a few friends to celebrate my birthday.”

“Were you drunk?” He reached above his head into a cabinet to pull down two plates.

She gave him a sour look. “I’m thirty, not twenty-one. I had cake. Period.”

“No ice cream?” he asked with surprise.

“No.” She gave him a peculiar look behind his back. “For your information, I don’t really care for ice cream.”

“Then you’re not eating it right.”

Lincoln gave him a dirty look but chose not to comment.

The man turned from the stove with two plates of food in his hands. Making his way over, he placed one in front of her before sliding into the seat across the table. “What did you wish for?”

“I beg your pardon?”

“You said you had cake. I’m assuming there were candles and singing as well. What did you wish for?” He arched a brow in question and held a fork out to her.

“That is none of your business. A wish is personal.” Despite her defensive comment and haughty tone, she snatched the fork from him.

“Come on,” he wheedled as he shoveled a forkful of scrambled eggs into his mouth. “A wish can be a very powerful thing. Let me hear it.”

Lincoln lifted a slice of bacon from her plate and stared at him over it. “Oh, all right,” she finally said with a huff. “I wished I could meet Cupid, so I could tell him what a jerk he is to his face.” She rolled her eyes with a snort. “I wanted to tell him off.”

He was suddenly choking on his food. He grabbed for the carton of orange juice in the center of the table and downed half of it in three long gulps. Coughing, he pounded at his chest. “That’s quite the wish,” he finally managed to wheeze out.

Find STUPID CUPID here:

Evernight Publishing / Amazon / AllRomance eBooks

Check out Melissa’s website for more!

xoxo

~S

HEARTS ON FIRE V-Day #BlogHop

Welcome to the Hearts on Fire blog hop hosted by author Victoria Danann, Close Encounters with the Night Kind and Read Between the Lines. Thanks lovely ladies!

There are great blog hop prizes up for grabs, including:

Two Kindle Paperwhites
Three sets of Black Swan: Books 1-3 paperbacks signed by Victoria Danann (1 and 2 being US only)
Twenty sets of Black Swan: Books 1-3 e-books and
$60 choice giftcard
And, as a special blog giveaway, I’m also offering a $10 Amazon gift card and your choice of my first two Satin Rose Experience titles, Mia’s Submission or Brooke’s Wish. Enter to win by checking out my new release, The Submission of a Mafia Princess and leaving a comment (don’t forget your email address!).

Satin Rose Experience, New York’s elite BDSM club residing on the twentieth floor of Rosebud Resorts, contains ten uniquely themed suites, each with its own story to tell.

A brand new story in the SRE series just released this week! Read on…

The Submission of a Mafia Princess blurb:

Duty, Respect and Honor thy Family …

As the only child of notorious mob boss, Tony “The Chief” Azzari, Antonietta lives her life by this mantra. Toni never questions the world where decisions are made for her, until she meets Harley-Davidson riding bad boy, Braxton Malone. Ever since their fiery first kiss all those years ago, she can’t deny the desire to submit to his control.

Brax always knew he’d be walking a dangerous tightrope if he fell for Toni, but like a moth to a flame, he couldn’t stay away. Barely surviving the wrath of the mob within an inch of his life, a scorned Brax has vowed never again to allow a woman under his skin.

Three years later, Brax is a top Dom at The Satin Rose Experience, New York’s posh BDSM club. When Toni shows up to fulfill her fantasy of submission before being forced into a loveless marriage, that vow is in just as much jeopardy as his life. Can they overcome the crimes of passion from their past and change Toni’s fate forever?

Click here to read the first page!

Find THE SUBMISSION OF A MAFIA PRINCESS here:

Evernight Publishing / Amazon / AllRomance eBooks / Bookstrand

Please use Rafflecopter to enter to win the grand prizes. To enter my blog drawing leave me a comment about my Satin Rose Experience series (don’t forget to leave your email address).

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xoxo

~S

THE SUBMISSION OF A MAFIA PRINCESS release…and the first page!

OH YES! WOO-HOO!

*throws confetti*

THE SUBMISSION OF A MAFIA PRINCESS hits virtual shelves today!

To set the mood and pique your interest, I’d like to share page one of this sexy story with you.

Enjoy…

Chapter One

New York City – Present Day

Braxton Malone’s Harley hummed between his legs as he navigated the bustling city streets like a native New Yorker. Turning into the parking garage on Fiftieth and Lexington, a whoosh of hot air hit his face, erasing the effects of the cool autumn night that nipped at his cheeks during the ride from Wall Street.

Blowing out a quick breath, the day’s stress melted off his back as the elevator doors opened on the twentieth floor. He could count on the Satin Rose Experience to alleviate any tension life threw at him. The club was better than therapy and worth the hefty membership fee a million times over.

“Hey handsome, Mia wants to see you in her office.” A lilting voice called to him as he stepped off the elevator.

Brax strode in the direction of Courtney, SRE’s concierge. Handing over his motorcycle helmet, he cocked an eyebrow. “Am I behind on my dues or something?”

Courtney grinned and tucked his helmet under the dark oak counter where she was stationed in the middle of the lobby.

“I’m sure your account is fine. It may have to do with the glowing recommendation I gave you earlier,” she said with a grin.

Brax chuckled and rested his elbows on the counter’s surface. “Based on what?”

Her sky blue eyes sparked as she looked up at him. “Girls talk, especially when they’ve enjoyed the scene. You’ve developed quite a reputation for yourself. Let’s just say you’re the current Dom in demand here.”

“Flavor of the month, huh?” He shrugged. “Thanks for the good word, Court. Hey, when you decide to dump your girlfriend and play for the other team, I’ll be your first call, right?” he asked playfully.

“Sure, Brax, but slim chance that’ll happen. Girls smell so much better than guys.”

Brax snorted as his boots clopped down the hall to Mia Lavender’s office. He’d only been there once a few weeks back when Asher called him in to meet the new VP of Client Experience. He’d found out Mia was also Asher’s sub in training shortly after.

Knocking once, he pushed open the partially ajar door.

“Brax! Come in,” Mia’s cheerful voice rang out.

Entering the neat and well-appointed office, he spied Mia seated behind her desk.

“I heard you wanted to see me?” he asked uneasily. Despite being Asher’s submissive, an air of authority floated around the tall brunette. There was no doubt in his mind; Mia Lavender didn’t take anyone’s crap. The thought made him wonder how Asher was doing with her training.

Mia smiled and gestured to the chair in front of the desk.

“Please sit down. I want to talk to you about a new client, a VIP actually. Her circumstances are a little unusual.” Mia tapped a manicured finger on a folder on her desk and surveyed Brax. “I don’t believe we’ve seen anything like it here at the Satin Rose.”

Leaning back in his chair, he raised an eyebrow.

Mia flipped open the folder and a picture slid from the stack of papers contained inside. He froze when he caught a glimpse of hair the color of dark chocolate skimming a woman’s tanned shoulders. Tilting his head, he tried to get a better look but Mia scooped up the photo and placed it back in the folder before he had the chance. Brax shook his head slightly snapping him back to reality. No. Can’t be. She’s long gone.

“It’s a sub-curious inquiry, only this woman is a virgin—” She looked at him as if she wanted to study his reaction.  “—and she’s engaged to be married.”

Find THE SUBMISSION OF A MAFIA PRINCESS here:

Evernight Publishing / Amazon / AllRomance eBooks / Bookstrand

The Mafia Princess blog tour kicks off today. I’m visiting the sweet and sassy Lila Shaw, SJ Maylee and Sophie Sansregret today, as well as a rockin’ feature at EvolvedWorld! Click over a say hi, won’t you?

xoxo

~S

Opening eight of THE SUBMISSION OF A MAFIA PRINCESS on #8Sunday

Happy Sunday!

I’m trilled to participate in my first Weekend Writing Warriors challenge. Remember Six Sunday? Well, WWW is the same concept with a couple of additional sentences. Since so many of my favorite writers jumped over to the WWW, I thought I’d joint the party, too.

My snippet is from the opening eight lines of my new release, The Submission of a Mafia Princess. Enjoy!

Braxton Malone’s Harley hummed between his legs as he navigated the bustling city streets like a native New Yorker. Turning into the parking garage on Fiftieth and Lexington, a whoosh of hot air hit his face, erasing the effects of the cool autumn night that nipped at his cheeks during the ride from Wall Street.

Blowing out a quick breath, the day’s stress melted off his back as the elevator doors opened on the twentieth floor. He could count on the Satin Rose Experience to alleviate any tension life threw at him. The club was better than therapy and worth the hefty membership fee a million times over.

“Hey handsome, Mia wants to see you in her office.” A lilting voice called to him as he stepped off the elevator.

The Submission of a Mafia Princess (The Satin Rose Experience, #3) hits virtual shelves February 12th from Evernight Publishing!

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xoxo

~S

FIRST KISS snippet from THE SUBMISSION OF A MAFIA PRINCESS @EvernightPub VDay #BlogHop

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Evernight authors from around the world are breaking out our favorite scenes for you, our most faithful readers. The timing couldn’t be better for me because my new release, THE SUBMISSION OF A MAFIA PRINCESS (Satin Rose Experience, 3), releases Tuesday, Feb. 12th!

Even though this is the third book in the SRE series, it can be enjoyed as a stand alone story without reading the first two SREs. However, I highly recommend you do. MIA’S SUBMISSION and BROOKE’S WISH are oh-so-sexy and streamy stories taking place at the elite Satin Rose Experience, NYC’s exclusive BDSM club. There are great reads to heat up a cold winter’s night.

I’m giving away a $10 Evernight Publishing gift certificate to one lucky commenter! All you need to do is read this snippet from THE SUBMISSION OF A MAFIA PRINCESS and answer the question below. If you’d like a little extra credit, add my new release to your Goodreads shelf.

Excerpt (warning: NC-17 for explicit language and sexual content):

“Brax, would you kiss me?”

Turning to face her again, he was struck with the honesty and innocence in her stormy blue eyes. Brax swallowed hard and cupped her cheek in his palm. Her glance darted from his eyes to his mouth and her teeth worried her bottom lip. Stroking his thumb over her chin, he applied pressure and pulled her lip free. He brushed his mouth over her swollen lips and smiled at her soft sigh. Lightly sucking her bottom lip between his teeth, he followed his bite with his tongue along her plump skin. Strawberry. His cock stood at attention as he wondered about the taste of the other treasures of Antonietta Azzari. Parting her lips, she whimpered into his mouth as he wrapped the ends of her hair around his palm. Brax pulled away, afraid he’d scare her with the force growing within him.

Opening her eyes, she gazed from his lips to meet his stare. “Now fucking kiss me like I know you really want to,” she said in barely a whisper.

“Fuck.” He palmed the back of her head and pulled her hair guiding her chin upward. Focusing on the hollow valley between her jawbone and neck, he nipped the pulse point at her throat. His teeth captured a pinch of skin and bit lightly. A groan vibrated from her throat when he followed it with a sweep of his tongue. Strands of her glossy hair swept over his forearm along with a soft summer breeze. Gathering her locks in his fist, he wrapped the silky rope of hair around his palm. His cock twitched with her hitched breaths. He guided her head down and touched her forehead to his. Her eyes bore deep into him as she sent him a silent message. With a growl he wasn’t sure came from his throat or hers, his lips were upon hers again, capturing her tongue with his. Sweeping his tongue over her teeth, he acquainted himself with her mouth. It was a place he could never tire of. She moaned softly, leaning into his body. He broke their kiss, not trusting his next move. Visions of carrying her to a remote wooded area of the park and binding her hands so that they rested helplessly just above her luscious ass flooded his thoughts as his hardened thickness strained against his jeans.

Swallowing hard, he hooked his thumb under her chin, lifting her glistening lips to his face.  “You undo me,” he said, stealing another kiss. She whispered his name as his teeth grazed along her bottom lip. Her warm breath blanketed his face as his mind raced to a vision of Toni slipping off the bench and kneeling in front of him, her wide, stormy blue eyes waiting for his next command. He pulled away suddenly, leaving them both breathless but fingers raked through the back of his hair silently begging him to continue.

What did you think of Brax and Toni’s first kiss? Let me know in the comments below to be entered into the drawing for a $10 gift certificate to on the Evernight Publishing site. For an additional entry add THE SUBMISSION OF A MAFIA PRINCESS to your Goodreads shelf. We’d also love it if you’d LIKE Evernight’s Facebook page!

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Have an oh-so-sexy Valentine’s Week.

xoxo

~S