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January 17, 2015
#BlogTour A Sorta Fairytale by @EmilyMcKee1206 #Erotic #Contemporary #LadyAmbersBookTours
Title: A Sorta Fairytale
Author: Emily McKee
Genre: Erotic Contemporary
Hosted by: Lady Amber's Tours
Blurb:
I have my own sorta fairytale. Only thing is that it’s with two people.
Thomas Braxton and Alex McNeil. They know I’m not with them completely. They know I have another. Everything else is pointless… useless.
From the moment I met Thomas and Alex I’ve thought if only I could blend them together? Thomas’s sexual endeavors. Alex’s sensitivity and passion for life. Then I would have the perfect person.
But perfect is overrated.
It doesn’t exist.
Plus, it’s not at all interesting.
And my relationships with Thomas and Alex?
Well that’s a story for the ages…
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Author Bio:
For the past 21 years, I have been a planner and an organizer. I always needed things a specific way and then everything changed for me. I've always had a vivid imagination and thoughts racing through my mind. I realized that life is way too short to let things pass me by, because in the blink of an eye everything could change. So I decided to just live in the moment, taking every chance and opportunity led my way. No second thoughts and just going with the flow.I decided to put the fictional characters and the conversations going on in my head to paper. I know, it makes me sound crazy, but I wouldn't have it any other way. I've embraced crazy and hectic and last minute because it's led me to making my dreams a reality.
When I'm not writing Happily Ever After's I'm reading about them and living one. I think this world is filled with too much sadness already we don't need to read about it as well. I write because I love it and I've allowed my imagination to run wild and be crazy and free. Just like me. ❤
Links:Amazon
Twitter: @EmilyMcKee1206
Goodreads
Excerpt:
Pulling something from a drawer, you turn around. “Oh, I know you do, but I’m talking about this,” you say waving something back and forth in your hand.
“A blindfold?”
You grin. “Mhm.”
“Why?”
“Why not?” you counter. I don’t say anything else as you walk over to me.
“Can I?”
I’m curious, so I say, “Sure.”
You laugh as you place the blindfold over my eyes. “Don’t act so excited about it.”
“I’m excited,” I say. “But I’m a little on edge.”
“You’ll like it. Trust me.” Placing a finger to my chest you gently push me back. “Lie down, Stella, and enjoy it.”
I can’t believe how nervous I am. I know it’s you. I know you’re the one fucking me, but not having my eyesight right now keeps me on edge. Makes me wonder what you’re going to do and when you’re going to do it. I don’t know where you are, so I listen and I smell. I listen to your feet as they walk across the hardwood floor. The smells of sex take over my whole body. Your sweat. My arousal.
“What are you thinking?”
I try to control my breathing and beating heart. I wonder if you can see how nervous I am. Probably. But I know it’s just you. “I don’t know.”
“Are you nervous?”
“A little,” I answer honestly.
“Why? It’s just me.” The second the words leave your mouth, a finger trails up my thigh, and I jump. “Whoa.” You chuckle. “Easy, Stella. Remember. It’s. Just. Me.”
Letting out a deep breath, I laugh. “Okay.”
“Now, Stella. I want you to spread your legs apart.”
I listen. I don’t say anything, just try to let all of my other senses take over. The bed dips, and I feel you crawling up the bed and resting in between my legs. Your lips leave little kisses up the insides of my thighs. They cause goose bumps, my nipples to tighten, and my body to tremble. Times ten. The darkness. I like it, a lot more than I thought I would. We’ve never done this before, and I’m surprised it’s taken this long for us to do it.
Your arms move under my legs, pulling me closer to you.
“Whoa.” I giggle, surprised when you don’t say anything. I lift my head, forgetting I have on a blindfold, then feeling stupid when I realize I can’t see you. “Thomas?”
“Sssh,” you whisper.
Sucking in a deep breath, I release and rest my head against the mattress once more. Even though I’m blindfolded I close my eyes and keep them that way. Torturously, your fingers touch right above where I need you, trailing along. My hips jump, and you laugh. “Thomas?” I whisper, but again there’s no answer. Just a long, wet lick from you and a moan from me.
I think you’re going to give me time to get used to it, but you don’t. Instead, you grab my hips and pull me down to you, keeping a firm grasp on me. “Oh my god,” I start to say, but it comes out as a loud moan when you suck my nub into your mouth and push a finger, then two, into me. My walls tighten. My belly flutters. My chest rises and falls. The feelings I was experiencing before the blindfold quickly wash over me again. Gripping the bed sheets, I scream your name as you begin to push me over the edge. “Oh my god!” My back arches, my hips push up further into your face, needing even more pleasure.
“That’s right, baby. Come for me.”
My body stiffens. Your voice. It’s not where it should be, and I know I still shouldn’t be feeling a mouth on me when I hear you say that, but I can’t push away. I’m too far on the edge. Quickly, my body relaxes. “Oh my god,” I moan louder.
“That’s right, Stella. Come for me baby. Show me.”
“Fuck,” I mutter, now grinding against the mouth of someone else—someone I don’t even know.
The bed dips by my head and familiar fingers run through my hair. You breathe into the crook of my neck. “Come for me, baby.” Once more the bed dips, and I feel your legs on either side of my face. “Suck me,” you moan. Velvet hardness pushes against my mouth. This time I know it’s you. Cold metal pushes against my chin. A Prince Albert. I was surprised when I first saw it. I would’ve never thought you would have a cock piercing, but it’s so exciting and dangerous. Pushing your cock into the crook of my lips, you moan, “Suck on me, Stella.”
The stranger continues to fuck my sex. Just that alone is too much to handle, but then I have you. You want me to fuck your cock with my mouth. All of this. It’s dangerous and enticing. Licking my lips, I take you into my mouth. I have a firm grip on your ass, keeping you where I need you. Where you want to be.
“Oh, fuck,” you say. I keep in rhythm with the stranger. When the stranger sucks hard, so do I. When the stranger slowly moves fingers in and out of me, I slowly move my mouth back and forth against your cock.
“Oh, fuck,” you say again. “That’s right, baby. You keep fucking my cock with that beautiful little mouth of yours.” Keeping a firm grip on your ass with one hand, the other maneuvers its way in between my mouth and your cock. I grab and give a hard squeeze. Swiftly, you bend over and grip my hair in your hands. “Relax your mouth, Stella. I’m going to fuck it now.”
I release my hold on your ass and grip the bed sheets. It’s like you and the stranger have one mind. You fuck my mouth with wild abandon while the stranger sucks on my sex.
“Smack me when you’re going to come, Stella,” you demand. With that, the stranger goes wild, pulls my hips up further, dips another finger into my opening and sucks my nub harder. My eyes stay closed, but then I feel the blindfold rip off. “Open your eyes. I need to see you when I come in you.” Tears run down my face when I open my eyes. “Fuck, Stella. I’m going to come so fucking hard.”
Pushing my legs further apart, the stranger dips a finger into my other hole. My eyes start to close when you grip my hair. “Keep them opened,” you grit through clenched teeth. I listen, but it’s so damn hard. This feels so fucking good. “I’m going to tell you to come, Stella. You hear me? And when I tell you, you better come all over the place.” I nod. I can’t speak with your cock fucking my mouth. Ramming your cock in and out a few more times you groan, “Come, baby.” And with those two words, I do. My body shakes and unwinds as I feel hot spurts of cum spill into my mouth. “Holy fuck,” you growl.
I smack at you. Wanting, needing to push you off of me. You listen and slowly slide your cock out of my mouth.
“Holy shit!” I scream. The stranger continues to ram fingers in and out of me, sucking hard on my nub. “Fucking shit!” My body shakes uncontrollably. “F-f-fuck.” The stranger continues to keep a mouth on me but begins to slow down. I place a hand over my head as I try to control my breathing. Then before I know it a laugh escapes from my throat and I can’t stop.
“That good?” the other voice asks, and I gasp.
I feel like a little kid playing hide and go seek. You know you’ve been caught in the closet, but you keep your eyes closed. If they can’t see you, then they haven’t found you.
“What?” You laugh. “You’re not going to say anything after I gave you that fucking amazing orgasm?”
I breathe in and out a few times before my orgasm is completely over. Dropping my arm to my side, I sit up. My eyes are still closed. I just need a few more seconds to prepare for the face I’m about to see when I open them. Slowly, I open my eyes and see who is staring back at me with a wicked grin. “Hey, Stella.”
Taking in a deep breath, I mutter, “Hi, Alex."
January 16, 2015
#MySexySaturday You Know What I Like #erotic #excerpt from Upcoming Release NEXT WEEKEND
Welcome to the 75th week of My Sexy Saturday. This week’s theme is I’m So Sexy and there’s nothing more interesting that someone who exudes sexiness but doesn’t flaunt it. These are those who are naturally sexy, like the girl or boy next door. Or the boss who acts like a nerd. Or maybe one who wears something that makes someone want to strip them bare. Those are the characters we want to read about. Those with city, country or maybe even other-worldly charm that knocks our socks off every time.
Here's a snip from a my upcoming release entitled
Next Weekend Available Next Week :) Tuesday January 20th
“Is this what you came for?” He opened his hands, using his palms, rounding her nipples into two hard, aching nubs. The sensation sent shooting pulses of pleasure straight to her pussy.
“You know what I like,” he accused. “And here you are parading around in nothing but my shirt and a pair of scant white panties? You knew fuckin’ well I’d be here.”
All of a sudden, he spun her around to face him. His features were angry but laced with dark desire. An expression she hadn’t seen on his handsome face in a long time. He didn’t wait for a reply or even look at her to gauge her response. He lowered his head and captured a taught nipple in his magic mouth.
Miranda moaned and grasped his dark head, holding him to her.
To her surprise he went down on one knee, then the other, suckling her expertly.
“Admit it,” he demanded, releasing her swollen nipple. “This is what you came here for.” He yanked her damp panties down to her knees. His dark eyes glittered in the firelight as his gaze roved over her bare skin. Her pussy tingled and her clit throbbed in anticipation. She wanted nothing more than to press her cunt against his mouth and demand his tongue. But she no longer had the right to ask anything of him.
Her body thrummed with need. She could barely stand still.
Available this Tuesday, January 20th from Evernight
I hope you enjoyed this week's tease. Be sure and check out the other MSS authors from the linky list below.
Have a Sexy Saturday!
January 15, 2015
#NewRelease A paranormal investigation takes an unexpected turn...MEET ME IN THE DARK #erotic
It's Release Day!
Meet Me in the Dark the first book in The Lustful Possession Series
is now available at most vendors
#paranormal #erotic #romance
For a limited time at a discounted price
Get it now for .99¢
The Lustful Possession Series begins with Meet Me in the Dark, the first book in a series of short paranormal erotic stories—seven in all. A Saga sweeping several generations of characters, from a haunted house in the U.S. to one of the most haunted castles in Ireland, in an unsettling and at times horrific tale with many twists and turns and genre cross-overs. Oh and there's some steamy sex scenes too.
I hope you'll join me on my first trip into the paranormal.
MuseItHOT Amazon
Barnes & Noble
Apple
Kobo ~ Meet Me in the Dark
Lustful Possession Book One
Crishtin Davenport thought she was attending a simple Halloween event—A good scare to get the blood pumping. But instead she finds her pulse racing over one of the event’s organizers.
Josh Hewes loves nothing more than investigating paranormal activity, but aftermeeting Crishtin the only thing he wants to explore is her.
However, getting to know one another takes an unexpected turn when some randy spirits get in on the act.
Crish and Josh are inexplicably drawn into a heady web of desire and want nothing more than to possess each other. But they’re not the only ones.
Be careful what you invite in to play…
The Lustful Possession series Release Schedule
Book One - Meet Me in the Dark January 16, 2015Book Two - Dark Foursome - March 2015Book Three - The Dark Son : The Fall of Cairnnon Castle - April 2015Book Four - Rising from the Darkness - May/June 2015Book Five - Dark Seed - July/August 2015
Book Six - Bending Darkness - Sept/October 2015
And the conclusion Book Seven - Dark Defeat - Nov./December 2015
Meet Me in the Dark the first book in The Lustful Possession Series
is now available at most vendors
#paranormal #erotic #romance
For a limited time at a discounted price Get it now for .99¢
The Lustful Possession Series begins with Meet Me in the Dark, the first book in a series of short paranormal erotic stories—seven in all. A Saga sweeping several generations of characters, from a haunted house in the U.S. to one of the most haunted castles in Ireland, in an unsettling and at times horrific tale with many twists and turns and genre cross-overs. Oh and there's some steamy sex scenes too.
I hope you'll join me on my first trip into the paranormal.
MuseItHOT Amazon
Barnes & Noble
Apple
Kobo ~ Meet Me in the Dark
Lustful Possession Book One
Crishtin Davenport thought she was attending a simple Halloween event—A good scare to get the blood pumping. But instead she finds her pulse racing over one of the event’s organizers.Josh Hewes loves nothing more than investigating paranormal activity, but aftermeeting Crishtin the only thing he wants to explore is her.
However, getting to know one another takes an unexpected turn when some randy spirits get in on the act.
Crish and Josh are inexplicably drawn into a heady web of desire and want nothing more than to possess each other. But they’re not the only ones.
Be careful what you invite in to play…
The Lustful Possession series Release Schedule
Book One - Meet Me in the Dark January 16, 2015Book Two - Dark Foursome - March 2015Book Three - The Dark Son : The Fall of Cairnnon Castle - April 2015Book Four - Rising from the Darkness - May/June 2015Book Five - Dark Seed - July/August 2015
Book Six - Bending Darkness - Sept/October 2015
And the conclusion Book Seven - Dark Defeat - Nov./December 2015
January 13, 2015
Forever His Baby #BlogTour @Morgana_Phoenix @AirickaPhoenix #LadyAmbersBookTours
Title: Forever His BabyAuthor: Morgana Phoenix Genre: New Adult Contemporary RomanceCover Designer: Airicka’s Mystical CreationsExpected Release Date: Dec. 22, 2014Hosted by: Lady Amber's Tours
Blurb:
Two brothers. One impossible choiceFrom the moment her suspicions are confirmed, Lily knows she’s screwed. What the hell is a nineteen year old with no future going to do with a baby? She can barely take care of herself. She needs help.
In walks Sloan McClain, the only man Lily has ever truly wanted — and the brother of the boy whose baby she’s carrying. While Lily expects a great number of outcomes when she tells Sloan her news, him proposing marriage and asking her to keep the baby is not one of them, especially not when she has every intention of giving the baby a better future by giving it the home she can’t.
Having spent the majority of his life protecting his brother from the bone-breaking fists of their father, Sloan is no stranger to hardship, loss and abandonment. He has learned long ago never to rely on anyone to take care of what was his, and that baby is his. He isn’t about to let Lily give away his family, nor can he allow that child to destroy the future he has built for Cole. His only option: marry the mother and claim the baby as his.
But no secret ever stays hidden forever.
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Author Bio:
International Bestselling author Airicka Phoenix lives in a world where unicorns, fairies and mermaids run amok through her home on a daily basis. When she’s not chasing after pixies and rounding up imps, also known as her four children, she can be found conjuring up evil villains, bad-ass heroines and swoon-worthy heroes to play with. Airicka is singlehandedly responsible for her greatly anticipated collections, the Touch Saga, The Lost Girl Duology, The Regeneration Series, Games of Fire & Betraying Innocence. She also writes mature paranormal & contemporary romance under the dark guise of Morgana Phoenix. To date, she is responsible for the Sons of Judgment Saga, My Soul For You, & Kissing Trouble.
Author Links:
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January 12, 2015
#CoverReveal Next Weekend - Coming January 20th from Evernight Publishing @evernightpub
I'm thrilled to unveil the cover art for my first release with
Evernight Publishing! Check it out on the coming soon page.
Coming this month...
Thank you Jay Aheer for this gorgeous rendition of Jordan and Miranda!
Unedited Blurb:
Miranda and Jordan Lang cordially invite you to their divorce.
Jordie is not completely surprised when Miranda suggests they separate. Their marriage had been deteriorating from the moment they took their vows. Although heartbroken things didn’t work out with the woman he expected to spend the rest of his life with, he doesn’t contest her decision.
The only thing holding up the final divorce decree is the sale of their get-away cabin. In a weak moment, Miranda heads there for the weekend knowing full well that Jordie will also be there. Accidentally—on purpose, she seduces him and leaves an open invitation for another naughty weekender.
But the next time they meet, Jordie’s anger over the entire situation has kicked in and he finds himself being rough and commanding with her. And even more surprising, his ex likes it.
Follow Jordie as he finds and embraces his dominant side and Miranda her submissive self.
Will it be enough to save their doomed relationship or will the issues that drove them apart remain more than they can overcome?
Coming January 20th
Evernight Publishing! Check it out on the coming soon page.
Coming this month...
Thank you Jay Aheer for this gorgeous rendition of Jordan and Miranda!
Unedited Blurb:
Miranda and Jordan Lang cordially invite you to their divorce.
Jordie is not completely surprised when Miranda suggests they separate. Their marriage had been deteriorating from the moment they took their vows. Although heartbroken things didn’t work out with the woman he expected to spend the rest of his life with, he doesn’t contest her decision. The only thing holding up the final divorce decree is the sale of their get-away cabin. In a weak moment, Miranda heads there for the weekend knowing full well that Jordie will also be there. Accidentally—on purpose, she seduces him and leaves an open invitation for another naughty weekender.
But the next time they meet, Jordie’s anger over the entire situation has kicked in and he finds himself being rough and commanding with her. And even more surprising, his ex likes it.
Follow Jordie as he finds and embraces his dominant side and Miranda her submissive self.
Will it be enough to save their doomed relationship or will the issues that drove them apart remain more than they can overcome?
Coming January 20th
#CoverReveal Next Weekend - Coming in January from Evernight Publishing @evernightpub
I'm thrilled to unveil the cover art for my first release with
Evernight Publishing! Check it out on the coming soon page.
Coming this month...
Thank you Jay Aheer for this gorgeous rendition of Jordan and Miranda!
Unedited Blurb:
Miranda and Jordan Lang cordially invite you to their divorce.
Jordie is not completely surprised when Miranda suggests they separate. Their marriage had been deteriorating from the moment they took their vows. Although heartbroken things didn’t work out with the woman he expected to spend the rest of his life with, he doesn’t contest her decision.
The only thing holding up the final divorce decree is the sale of their get-away cabin. In a weak moment, Miranda heads there for the weekend knowing full well that Jordie will also be there. Accidentally—on purpose, she seduces him and leaves an open invitation for another naughty weekender.
But the next time they meet, Jordie’s anger over the entire situation has kicked in and he finds himself being rough and commanding with her. And even more surprising, his ex likes it.
Follow Jordie as he finds and embraces his dominant side and Miranda her submissive self.
Will it be enough to save their doomed relationship or will the issues that drove them apart remain more than they can overcome?
Stay tuned for a January release date!
Evernight Publishing! Check it out on the coming soon page.
Coming this month...
Thank you Jay Aheer for this gorgeous rendition of Jordan and Miranda!
Unedited Blurb:
Miranda and Jordan Lang cordially invite you to their divorce.
Jordie is not completely surprised when Miranda suggests they separate. Their marriage had been deteriorating from the moment they took their vows. Although heartbroken things didn’t work out with the woman he expected to spend the rest of his life with, he doesn’t contest her decision. The only thing holding up the final divorce decree is the sale of their get-away cabin. In a weak moment, Miranda heads there for the weekend knowing full well that Jordie will also be there. Accidentally—on purpose, she seduces him and leaves an open invitation for another naughty weekender.
But the next time they meet, Jordie’s anger over the entire situation has kicked in and he finds himself being rough and commanding with her. And even more surprising, his ex likes it.
Follow Jordie as he finds and embraces his dominant side and Miranda her submissive self.
Will it be enough to save their doomed relationship or will the issues that drove them apart remain more than they can overcome?
Stay tuned for a January release date!
January 11, 2015
#medievalmonday2015 Beleaguered (Book Three Time Enough to Love) by @Jenna_Jaxon
Welcome to Week Two of Medieval Monday
This week Beleaguered (Book Three Time Enough to Love)by Jenna Jaxon
BLURB:
When death holds sway in the world, can even the greatest love survive?
Finally in France, Alyse and Thomas return to their roles as courtiers to Princess Joanna. Their passion for one another continues to smolder hot and deep—until one fateful encounter changes everything.
During a formal banquet, Alyse must share an intimate dance with Geoffrey, her first love. His searing touch proves Alyse’s love and desire for him is as strong as when they first met. Tormented by this revelation, Alyse is bitterly torn between the love of her life and her love for her husband.
Into this agonizing situation, the disaster of the Black Death rears its head, decimating the princess’s retinue and threatening all their lives. Alyse, Thomas and Geoffrey must try to save the princess from the ravening disease but at a dire cost to themselves. With her world plunged into chaos, Alyse struggles with her feelings for both of the men she loves. But which love will survive?
EXCERPT FROM Beleaguered:
Geoffrey hurried on with a suggestion. “’Twould be the work of a few moments for me to teach it you, my lady.”
It would have to serve. She shot a look over her shoulder at her husband, who nodded and laughed with the princess though his eyes were trained on her. Best get on with it then. The sooner ’twas done, the better.
“Your skill at dancing is such that you would certainly learn the steps with but slight instruction from me.” Geoffrey leaned so close his voice, against her ear made her jump and recall herself. She stepped back and looked at him.
His practiced courtier’s smile flickered at her, and she caught something deeper shining in his eyes that she fought not to see. Her heart stuttered a beat.Her body flushed with the anticipation of dancing with him again even as misgivings swirled in her mind. No good would come of this dance, but Thomas watched closely to see that she acted cordially to Geoffrey. Would that it was an act.
With a sense of heavy foreboding, she extended her hand to him. “Very well, Sir Geoffrey. What must I do first?”
He placed her hand atop his arm and led her to their place in the circle of dancers then grasped her hand to pull her around to face him.
The moment his hand touched her skin, a streak of fire shot through her. Her mouth went dry, and her gaze flew to his face. Surely he felt that as well?
He stared back, his eyes mirroring all too clearly the blaze that coursed up her arm.
Damn Geoffrey Longford.
In a daze, she looked around at the other dancers, expecting them to stare accusingly at her. As if they could see this sinful feeling that tore at her soul. At a loss for how to act, she raised her gaze to beseech Geoffrey. “What do we do now?”
’Twas an apt question for, God forgive her, at the touch of Geoffrey’s hand, all thought of her husband had fled. She was back on the deck of the Phillipa, facing him once more. Loving him once more.
Geoffrey cleared his throat, his face flushed, and said simply, “Follow me.”
Then they were twirling around the circle, hands clasped, arms touching intimately, He seemed to brand her wherever he touched. The figure reversed, and her other side was scorched as if a red-hot blade seared her. Her gaze locked onto Geoffrey’s, and the music, the dancers, the Great Hall and all its inhabitants melted away until all that was left was the whisper of his breath in her ear and the heat of his body pressed close against her.
He leaned in closer to whisper, “I must lift you now.”
Before she could grasp that staggering news, his arm went around her waist and he lifted her, twirling them around full circle. She panted, blood pounding in her temples, roaring in her ears.
They continued to dance, but she moved as though she were a doll made of rags, her legs barely able to stand. Her world narrowed to the single source of light and life that was the man who held her in his arms again. The man whose love she could no longer deny. Despite the agony of the betrayal, in the core of her being she knew neither the vows she had spoken to Thomas nor the passion they had enjoyed in his bed would ever match the intensity of love and belonging she shared with Geoffrey. As soon compare a candle’s flame to the sun.
Buy link: Amazon
Tune in next week for Cathy MacRae and The Highlander's Tempestuous Bride
This week Beleaguered (Book Three Time Enough to Love)by Jenna Jaxon BLURB:
When death holds sway in the world, can even the greatest love survive? Finally in France, Alyse and Thomas return to their roles as courtiers to Princess Joanna. Their passion for one another continues to smolder hot and deep—until one fateful encounter changes everything.
During a formal banquet, Alyse must share an intimate dance with Geoffrey, her first love. His searing touch proves Alyse’s love and desire for him is as strong as when they first met. Tormented by this revelation, Alyse is bitterly torn between the love of her life and her love for her husband.
Into this agonizing situation, the disaster of the Black Death rears its head, decimating the princess’s retinue and threatening all their lives. Alyse, Thomas and Geoffrey must try to save the princess from the ravening disease but at a dire cost to themselves. With her world plunged into chaos, Alyse struggles with her feelings for both of the men she loves. But which love will survive?
EXCERPT FROM Beleaguered:
Geoffrey hurried on with a suggestion. “’Twould be the work of a few moments for me to teach it you, my lady.”
It would have to serve. She shot a look over her shoulder at her husband, who nodded and laughed with the princess though his eyes were trained on her. Best get on with it then. The sooner ’twas done, the better.
“Your skill at dancing is such that you would certainly learn the steps with but slight instruction from me.” Geoffrey leaned so close his voice, against her ear made her jump and recall herself. She stepped back and looked at him.
His practiced courtier’s smile flickered at her, and she caught something deeper shining in his eyes that she fought not to see. Her heart stuttered a beat.Her body flushed with the anticipation of dancing with him again even as misgivings swirled in her mind. No good would come of this dance, but Thomas watched closely to see that she acted cordially to Geoffrey. Would that it was an act.
With a sense of heavy foreboding, she extended her hand to him. “Very well, Sir Geoffrey. What must I do first?”
He placed her hand atop his arm and led her to their place in the circle of dancers then grasped her hand to pull her around to face him.
The moment his hand touched her skin, a streak of fire shot through her. Her mouth went dry, and her gaze flew to his face. Surely he felt that as well?
He stared back, his eyes mirroring all too clearly the blaze that coursed up her arm.
Damn Geoffrey Longford.
In a daze, she looked around at the other dancers, expecting them to stare accusingly at her. As if they could see this sinful feeling that tore at her soul. At a loss for how to act, she raised her gaze to beseech Geoffrey. “What do we do now?”
’Twas an apt question for, God forgive her, at the touch of Geoffrey’s hand, all thought of her husband had fled. She was back on the deck of the Phillipa, facing him once more. Loving him once more.
Geoffrey cleared his throat, his face flushed, and said simply, “Follow me.”
Then they were twirling around the circle, hands clasped, arms touching intimately, He seemed to brand her wherever he touched. The figure reversed, and her other side was scorched as if a red-hot blade seared her. Her gaze locked onto Geoffrey’s, and the music, the dancers, the Great Hall and all its inhabitants melted away until all that was left was the whisper of his breath in her ear and the heat of his body pressed close against her.
He leaned in closer to whisper, “I must lift you now.”
Before she could grasp that staggering news, his arm went around her waist and he lifted her, twirling them around full circle. She panted, blood pounding in her temples, roaring in her ears.
They continued to dance, but she moved as though she were a doll made of rags, her legs barely able to stand. Her world narrowed to the single source of light and life that was the man who held her in his arms again. The man whose love she could no longer deny. Despite the agony of the betrayal, in the core of her being she knew neither the vows she had spoken to Thomas nor the passion they had enjoyed in his bed would ever match the intensity of love and belonging she shared with Geoffrey. As soon compare a candle’s flame to the sun.
Buy link: Amazon
Tune in next week for Cathy MacRae and The Highlander's Tempestuous Bride
January 9, 2015
#NewRelease A Fairy Tale Romance by @ElodieParkes @evernightpub #erotic #fairytale
New from Elodie Parkes
Thank you for inviting me to your blog today with my new Evernight Publishing release, ‘A Fairy Tale Romance’
The story is contemporary, fantasy romance. It’s set along the coast in the sumptuous Mediterranean, and bathed in warmth, which I felt was a fitting venue to contrast with the stark misery of my hero’s predicament.
The story is modelled on old fairy story motifs, where there is a fairy godmother style character, a prince and a princess. I so enjoyed writing this story because Thorn Valmont, my hero, is such a lovely, romantic man and deserves to be freed from the curse that befalls him. This is a sizzler of a story with erotic love scenes and threads of fairy tale mystery as we wonder what has happened to Thorn and how he’ll escape his lonely life.
When delectable Thorn Valmont buys an old palace to renovate on the Mediterranean coast, he never dreams it will cost him his freedom.
Thorn is part of an aristocratic family. He’s a prince and must find his princess to solve a puzzle he inherits from the ancient owners of the Mediterranean palace.
Will he find her in time to stop his loneliness destroying him completely?
Read an excerpt 18
The memory of the young woman’s long slim legs and firm thighs filled his head as he walked home. He imagined caressing her. He would trail his fingertips up the back of her thighs to tease inside the cutoff bottoms of her shorts. It was so long since he’d felt the skin of a woman and yet he could almost conjure up that softness at the top of a thigh where it joined the enticing base of her ass. Thorn sighed sadly and shook his head. He had never come to terms with his lack of sex.
Sometimes, after a week or so of ignoring his needs he would masturbate before darkness fell. He always felt better afterwards and told himself to do it more often, to give himself that comfort, but often sadness stole away the notion and he’d drift through his existence until he suddenly realized he needed the release of orgasm.
Thorn knew that he needed it now, before darkness fell. He practically sprinted up the zigzag path to his home, resolved to ease the pain of loneliness that the sight of the lovely young woman had deepened.
Inside his bedroom, he closed his eyes and found it easy to picture her mouth, the plump bottom lip, the way her hair tendrils had stroked there, and then he unzipped his jeans.
He paused and thrust away the memory of Grace. He needed quick relief.
Thorn brought to mind one of the last real sexual encounters he’d had with a woman. It was a hot memory and one he’d used before. They’d met at a party, instantly attracted in a superficial sexual way, they agreed to a moonlit tryst in the garden of the big house where the party was being held.
He’d stalked to the girl waiting in a small stand of trees, stripped her quickly, and lifted her to slide with her to the grass. His arm around her bare waist, and a hand cupping her pussy, he’d subconsciously stored away the feel of her wet arousal on his palm and could bring that to mind.
He recalled the words she’d said to him then, as he took his cock in his fist and pumped.
She had said, “Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want everything, your tongue, your fingers, and your cock in me. I want to suck you until you moan and your cum fills my mouth.”
Thorn groaned as his cock hardened and he whispered the words, “Fuck me.” He pictured licking the girl’s pussy, her legs wide apart as she lay in the grass and his stomach clenched. His orgasm teased at him and he leaned on the edge of the chest of drawers bent over with the urgent need to come as he built a rhythm. He focused on the memory of her nipples between his lips, the way she’d sucked his cock, the taste of her cream on his tongue. Thorn pumped hard and his orgasm suddenly burned through him. As the waves of pleasure coursed in his balls and forced the cum to spurt in warm streaks over the back of his hand, he saw Grace as she’d looked at him on the beach. He saw her green eyes and perfect lips. The picture in his mind added sweetness to the orgasm. He shuddered and groaned.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Evernight Publishing All Rights Reserved
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About Elodie:
Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.
Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.
Elodie writes for, Hot Ink Press, Moon Rose Publishing, Eternal Press, Secret Cravings, Evernight, Siren and Ra Jones Anthology
She has also released titles as an individual indie author.
Find Elodie online: Blog Tumblr Facebook Twitter
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THANK YOU FOR HOSTING ME
Thank you for inviting me to your blog today with my new Evernight Publishing release, ‘A Fairy Tale Romance’
The story is contemporary, fantasy romance. It’s set along the coast in the sumptuous Mediterranean, and bathed in warmth, which I felt was a fitting venue to contrast with the stark misery of my hero’s predicament.
The story is modelled on old fairy story motifs, where there is a fairy godmother style character, a prince and a princess. I so enjoyed writing this story because Thorn Valmont, my hero, is such a lovely, romantic man and deserves to be freed from the curse that befalls him. This is a sizzler of a story with erotic love scenes and threads of fairy tale mystery as we wonder what has happened to Thorn and how he’ll escape his lonely life.
When delectable Thorn Valmont buys an old palace to renovate on the Mediterranean coast, he never dreams it will cost him his freedom.
Thorn is part of an aristocratic family. He’s a prince and must find his princess to solve a puzzle he inherits from the ancient owners of the Mediterranean palace.
Will he find her in time to stop his loneliness destroying him completely?
Read an excerpt 18
The memory of the young woman’s long slim legs and firm thighs filled his head as he walked home. He imagined caressing her. He would trail his fingertips up the back of her thighs to tease inside the cutoff bottoms of her shorts. It was so long since he’d felt the skin of a woman and yet he could almost conjure up that softness at the top of a thigh where it joined the enticing base of her ass. Thorn sighed sadly and shook his head. He had never come to terms with his lack of sex.
Sometimes, after a week or so of ignoring his needs he would masturbate before darkness fell. He always felt better afterwards and told himself to do it more often, to give himself that comfort, but often sadness stole away the notion and he’d drift through his existence until he suddenly realized he needed the release of orgasm.
Thorn knew that he needed it now, before darkness fell. He practically sprinted up the zigzag path to his home, resolved to ease the pain of loneliness that the sight of the lovely young woman had deepened.
Inside his bedroom, he closed his eyes and found it easy to picture her mouth, the plump bottom lip, the way her hair tendrils had stroked there, and then he unzipped his jeans.
He paused and thrust away the memory of Grace. He needed quick relief.
Thorn brought to mind one of the last real sexual encounters he’d had with a woman. It was a hot memory and one he’d used before. They’d met at a party, instantly attracted in a superficial sexual way, they agreed to a moonlit tryst in the garden of the big house where the party was being held.
He’d stalked to the girl waiting in a small stand of trees, stripped her quickly, and lifted her to slide with her to the grass. His arm around her bare waist, and a hand cupping her pussy, he’d subconsciously stored away the feel of her wet arousal on his palm and could bring that to mind.
He recalled the words she’d said to him then, as he took his cock in his fist and pumped.
She had said, “Fuck me. Fuck me hard. I want everything, your tongue, your fingers, and your cock in me. I want to suck you until you moan and your cum fills my mouth.”
Thorn groaned as his cock hardened and he whispered the words, “Fuck me.” He pictured licking the girl’s pussy, her legs wide apart as she lay in the grass and his stomach clenched. His orgasm teased at him and he leaned on the edge of the chest of drawers bent over with the urgent need to come as he built a rhythm. He focused on the memory of her nipples between his lips, the way she’d sucked his cock, the taste of her cream on his tongue. Thorn pumped hard and his orgasm suddenly burned through him. As the waves of pleasure coursed in his balls and forced the cum to spurt in warm streaks over the back of his hand, he saw Grace as she’d looked at him on the beach. He saw her green eyes and perfect lips. The picture in his mind added sweetness to the orgasm. He shuddered and groaned.
Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Evernight Publishing All Rights Reserved
Buy Links
Evernight Publishing RRP: $3.99 Your Price: $2.99 (You save $1.00) when you buy from Evernight Amazon US
Amazon UK
Amazon Canada All Romance BookStrand
Add to your TBR List
About Elodie:
Elodie Parkes is a British author writing romance, erotic, contemporary, and often with a twist of mystery, paranormal or suspense. Her books are always steamy, cool stories and hot love scenes.
Elodie lives in Canterbury with her two dogs. She works in an antique shop by day and writes at night, loving the cloak of silent darkness that descends on the rural countryside around her home.
Elodie writes for, Hot Ink Press, Moon Rose Publishing, Eternal Press, Secret Cravings, Evernight, Siren and Ra Jones Anthology
She has also released titles as an individual indie author.
Find Elodie online: Blog Tumblr Facebook Twitter
Google Pinterest YouTube Amazon USA Amazon UK Smashwords Barnes and Noble ARe Bookstrand Evernight ManicReaders
THANK YOU FOR HOSTING ME
#MySexySaturday Meet Me in the Dark
Welcome to the 74th week of My Sexy Saturday This week’s theme is Our Sexy New Year. As the New Year starts, what’s more fun than thinking about all those New Year resolutions. Or not. How about those things your characters did at the holiday parties? Or how about that person they woke up next to and don’t remember a thing? Yeah, this week it’s more than just resolutions we’re thinking about here. We’re thinking a little about those resolutions but more about the impossible situations characters have found themselves in and the stories revolving around either. It could also be about all the great things that have happened as well. After all, some of those off-kilter things just might have turned into something beautiful.
Happy New Year Everyone! I hope it's been a good one so far. Today I'm going to share a snip from my upcoming release Meet Me in the Dark, the first book in the Lustful Possession Series, coming January 16th.
Blurb:
Crishtin Davenport thought she was attending a simple Halloween event—Agood scare to get the blood pumping. But instead she finds her pulse racing over
one of the event’s organizers.
Josh Hewes loves nothing more than investigating paranormal activity, but
after meeting Crishtin the only thing he wants to explore is her.
However, getting to know one another takes an unexpected turn when some
randy spirits get in on the act.
Crish and Josh are inexplicably drawn into a heady web of desire and want
nothing more than to possess each other. But they’re not the only ones.
Be careful what you invite in to play…
Excerpt :
“Are you feeling a little better than you were this afternoon when I left? Ya
know, now that you’ve seen the tape?” There. He’d asked.
Her smile faded. “I didn’t watch it.”
His stomach plummeted. “Oh. Well. All right. May I ask why?”
“I tried, but I just couldn’t. It’s just too weird and surreal.”
“Yeah, you could say that.”
“Will you watch it with me?”
He opened and closed his mouth several times. “Well, I could,” he said slowly.
“But that’s gonna be a little strange too, Crish. It’s kind of like watching a porno, but we’re the stars. I really think you’d feel less self-conscious watching it on your own.” He knew he would. There was no way he’d be able to watch it without becoming painfully aroused, even in her presence. Maybe more so because of it. As it was, he’d jerked off while watching it through the first time. And the second. What did that say about him?
Getting up from the table, Crishtin grabbed her wine glass and headed for the
living area. He followed with his glass and the remainder of the bottle.
Once they were comfortably seated, Crishtin turned to him. “Please. I have to
know. And with you here, I’ll be forced to endure it.”
With a shrug at her logic and a vague hope in the back of his mind that this
would end in hot, quick, sweaty sex, as these kinds of tapes were meant to
encourage, he agreed to watch it with her. But he wouldn’t hold his breath for their sexy ending. He plugged the camcorder into her flat screen. He joined her on the couch as she sat stiffly, eyes trained to the couple on the screen. Hitting play, he sat back and watched.
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Have a Sexy Saturday!
#NewRelease D and S Duos Book One by Lisabet Sarai #bdsmerotica #electricplay #bloodsports
D&S Duos Book One by Lisabet Sarai
M/F BDSM EroticaPublished January 2, 2015 by Excessica.comApproximately 10,000 words
Buy Links: Amazon US Amazon UK Barnes and Noble, iTunes, etc. Coming soon.
Blurb:
D&S Duos Book 1 combines two of Lisabet Sarai's hottest BDSM short stories into one sizzling package. In "Body Electric", a professor of engineering charms his female colleague into experiments on the erotic effects of electricity. In "Limits", an established Master/slave couple push their relationship to next level of trust - blood sports. Also includes a searing excerpt from Lisabet's BDSM erotic thriller Bangkok Noir.
X-Rated Excerpt:
The thing in his hands looked like something from a 1940's horror film. It had a handle, topped with a mushroom-shaped globe of glass that glowed with a malevolent purple light. Inside the glass, bright sparks danced. Their images flickered on the wall next to the bed.
Slowly, he brought the bulb closer to my bare flesh. The crackling noise grew more intense. He hovered above my nipple. "Don't move," he whispered.
All at once a rain of sparks shot from the tube to the taut node of flesh. I was being pierced with a thousand needles. I screamed, as much from surprise as from the pain. Ryan pulled the device away, as I tried to catch my breath.
"Colette?"
"Sorry, Doctor. I wasn't expecting..." Before I could finish, his mouth was on my recently assaulting nipple, lapping and sucking, soaking my skin with his hot saliva. I felt every movement of his tongue deep in my cunt. When he brought the glowing globe close again, I thought I was ready. This time, though, the sparks were stronger, hotter, more painful. Electricity crawled over my breast, wherever he had left traces of wetness.
Before I could recover, he was sparking my other nipple. I jumped and squirmed. My cunt contracted with each contact. He stroked my stomach. "You're all sweaty," he said. The thing sputtered and popped. Miniature bolts of lightning showered down on my navel. "And your thighs are smeared with cunt-juice..." He swept the wand slowly over my body and a long trail of sparks stitched up the sensitive skin toward my gaping sex.
"I've always been fascinated by electricity," he said in a conversational tone as the bulb approached my cunt. I tensed, waiting for the jolt I knew would come. Nothing could have prepared me for the raw sensations. Sparks danced on my clit and sputtered among my wet folds. I screamed again, overwhelmed, confused as to whether I was in terrible pain or close to climax.
My tormenter paused. "I didn't invent this handy little device, but I've made a few modifications. For example, I can turn up the power, or increase the frequency. Or make the variations random. Would you like that?"
All I could do moan.
Brief Bio:
LISABET SARAI occasionally tackles other genres, but BDSM will always be her first love. Every one of her nine novels includes some element of power exchange, while her D/s short stories range from mildly kinky to intensely perverse. Learn more at http://www.lisabetsarai.com.
Links:
Website
Blog
Goodreads
Amazon
Yahoo group
M/F BDSM EroticaPublished January 2, 2015 by Excessica.comApproximately 10,000 words
Buy Links: Amazon US Amazon UK Barnes and Noble, iTunes, etc. Coming soon.
Blurb:
D&S Duos Book 1 combines two of Lisabet Sarai's hottest BDSM short stories into one sizzling package. In "Body Electric", a professor of engineering charms his female colleague into experiments on the erotic effects of electricity. In "Limits", an established Master/slave couple push their relationship to next level of trust - blood sports. Also includes a searing excerpt from Lisabet's BDSM erotic thriller Bangkok Noir.
X-Rated Excerpt:
The thing in his hands looked like something from a 1940's horror film. It had a handle, topped with a mushroom-shaped globe of glass that glowed with a malevolent purple light. Inside the glass, bright sparks danced. Their images flickered on the wall next to the bed.
Slowly, he brought the bulb closer to my bare flesh. The crackling noise grew more intense. He hovered above my nipple. "Don't move," he whispered.
All at once a rain of sparks shot from the tube to the taut node of flesh. I was being pierced with a thousand needles. I screamed, as much from surprise as from the pain. Ryan pulled the device away, as I tried to catch my breath.
"Colette?"
"Sorry, Doctor. I wasn't expecting..." Before I could finish, his mouth was on my recently assaulting nipple, lapping and sucking, soaking my skin with his hot saliva. I felt every movement of his tongue deep in my cunt. When he brought the glowing globe close again, I thought I was ready. This time, though, the sparks were stronger, hotter, more painful. Electricity crawled over my breast, wherever he had left traces of wetness.
Before I could recover, he was sparking my other nipple. I jumped and squirmed. My cunt contracted with each contact. He stroked my stomach. "You're all sweaty," he said. The thing sputtered and popped. Miniature bolts of lightning showered down on my navel. "And your thighs are smeared with cunt-juice..." He swept the wand slowly over my body and a long trail of sparks stitched up the sensitive skin toward my gaping sex.
"I've always been fascinated by electricity," he said in a conversational tone as the bulb approached my cunt. I tensed, waiting for the jolt I knew would come. Nothing could have prepared me for the raw sensations. Sparks danced on my clit and sputtered among my wet folds. I screamed again, overwhelmed, confused as to whether I was in terrible pain or close to climax.
My tormenter paused. "I didn't invent this handy little device, but I've made a few modifications. For example, I can turn up the power, or increase the frequency. Or make the variations random. Would you like that?"
All I could do moan.
Brief Bio:
LISABET SARAI occasionally tackles other genres, but BDSM will always be her first love. Every one of her nine novels includes some element of power exchange, while her D/s short stories range from mildly kinky to intensely perverse. Learn more at http://www.lisabetsarai.com.
Links:
Website
Blog
Goodreads
Amazon
Yahoo group
