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October 21, 2015
Bad Boys Wanted Anthology
Hey Everyone! Happy Wednesday! Today, the Bad Boys Wanted Anthology is featured here on the blog. Six authors. Six sexy short stories. Plus, there's a giveaway! Check it out and Happy Reading!
Happy Book Birthday to Bad Boys Wanted!
Bad Boys Wanted
An erotic romance anthologyAuthor: VariousPublisher: Roane PublishingRelease Date: October 21, 2015Keywords: Erotic, Romance, BDSM, Bondage, Alpha Males, Domination / Submission, Sex ToysDescription: When they're bad, they're oh so good. This collection of six steamy erotic tales featuring the best of the bad boys is sure to leave you wanting more.
Unrepentant - Lila Shaw Lucky Lotto winner Amy Burns has had enough of family members begging for handouts. With her millions safely hidden from the general public's knowledge by way of an anonymous trust fund, she's moved west to find a new beginning. She's also found Jazz, a taciturn employee at her gym she can't seem to stay away from.Only problem? He's an ex-convict. Can Amy trust the former thief with her heart, especially after her relentless step-brother discovers her whereabouts and threatens to expose her secret, or might an unrepentant bad boy be the real winning ticket?
~~~oOo~~~GIVEAWAY!
a Rafflecopter giveaway
Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code. No purchase necessary, but you must be 18 or older to enter. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter, and announced on the widget. Winner well be notified by emailed and have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. The number of entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Roane Publishing's marketing department.
Happy Book Birthday to Bad Boys Wanted!
Bad Boys Wanted
An erotic romance anthologyAuthor: VariousPublisher: Roane PublishingRelease Date: October 21, 2015Keywords: Erotic, Romance, BDSM, Bondage, Alpha Males, Domination / Submission, Sex ToysDescription: When they're bad, they're oh so good. This collection of six steamy erotic tales featuring the best of the bad boys is sure to leave you wanting more. Unrepentant - Lila Shaw Lucky Lotto winner Amy Burns has had enough of family members begging for handouts. With her millions safely hidden from the general public's knowledge by way of an anonymous trust fund, she's moved west to find a new beginning. She's also found Jazz, a taciturn employee at her gym she can't seem to stay away from.Only problem? He's an ex-convict. Can Amy trust the former thief with her heart, especially after her relentless step-brother discovers her whereabouts and threatens to expose her secret, or might an unrepentant bad boy be the real winning ticket?
Over the Edge - Stella Berkley Nothing short of a lobotomy could make Roman King forget Sloane Holliwell-part angel, part devil, and all his. If only she wasn't the love of his best friend's life. Even though they're broken up, Roman would never hurt his brother from another mother that way. Sloane has been self-destructing since her darkest fantasy, Roman, cut her out of his life. When he finds her bruised at a bar, he saves her from yet another boyfriend disaster. But he still won't claim her despite their obvious attraction. Instead, he offers to teacher her how to be a submissive, so he can find her a master that will take care of her. Once he gets her in the playroom, though, he discovers Sloane is playing games of her own.
Death's Angel - Kastil Eavenshade Four years ago, Constantine lost the only woman he ever loved. Now the incubus is culling the responsible vampire brood's food source. One by one he steals the souls of the blood sucker's familiars to turn the human population against his enemy. Blinded by vengeance, he makes the one mistake that could cost him the retribution he seeks.
Half-werewolf, Indira is thrust in the hands of the vampires to maintain peace amongst the clans. Instead of being an ambassador, she becomes a prisoner and forgotten by her pack. When the vampires bring a mysterious man trussed into their dungeons, he stirs something inside long since buried. Sexy and beyond anything she's dealt with, her beating heart yearns to sacrifice her soul for one taste of Constantine. In the throes of revenge, can the light of one angel tame a beast bred in hell?
Finding Forever - Lynn Burke Samantha likes to bang a guy's headboard and take off long before he bangs up her heart. Temptation returns in the form of a Zeus-like, tattooed hunk, the man whose first kiss roused her teenage hormones. His arrival carries the promise for more, but Sam's determination to enjoy a taste--or two--without risking her heart could cost her the chance at finding forever.
Temptations of the Cage - R. Brennan While she's never considered herself a submissive, Katrina Norton has always had a bit of a pain fetish, so when the opportunity to work at one of the city's most popular BDSM clubs presents itself, she decides it's the perfect way to indulge her darker desires and earn enough money to pay for the expensive medications her ailing grandmother requires. But when she meets handsome club owner, Damien Michaels, Trina has to remind herself he's a potential boss, and off limits. Certainly not someone she should be imagining kneeling before and begging for just a taste of what's hiding beneath his expensive tailored suit. If she could just get her traitorous body to stick to the plan.
Without Words - Lolly Tova Ivy McPhee dreads attending her high school reunion, but she's willing to brave her childhood tormentors to see the bad boy she sat beside everyday on the school bus. Though they never exchanged a word, a decade later, he still owns her heart, and she's determined to find out if the connection she felt to him all those years ago was a shared experience. Any chance of the two alumni discovering the depths of their feelings for one another is shattered by a scheming ex-student. Only revelations about the past can get Ollie and Ivy back on the right track, but Ollie must first persuade Ivy to bear her bully's teasing long enough to listen.
Ollie Ashwood, lead singer of the successful indie band Infraction, is still every inch a trouble maker, but his days of partying and womanizing are over. He's finally ready to claim the only girl he ever cared enough about not to sweet talk into his arms. Playing a set at his school reunion seems the perfect ploy to draw Ivy out and tell her she's the woman of his dreams.
Any chance of the two alumni discovering the depths of their feelings for one another is shattered by a scheming ex-student. Only revelations about the past can get Ollie and Ivy back on the right track, but Ollie must first persuade Ivy to bear her bully's teasing long enough to listen.
~~~oOo~~~GIVEAWAY!
a Rafflecopter giveaway
Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code. No purchase necessary, but you must be 18 or older to enter. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter, and announced on the widget. Winner well be notified by emailed and have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. The number of entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Roane Publishing's marketing department.
October 19, 2015
Mine To Love by Lea Bronsen
Happy Monday Everyone! Today, Lea Bronsen is back with her hot new release Mine To Love. It's the follow up to The Perfect Shoot and it's smokin' folks. Just check out that excerpt. It's the perfect read to keep you warm inside, now that the weather has turned cold outside. Take a look and enjoy!
Happy Reading!
Book two of the Hot Model Mine trilogy is finally here! Did you wonder what happened to erotic romance author Andrea and her irresistible cover model, Yushka, after the conference in Cannes?
In book one, The Perfect Shoot, things were complicated for the couple. He was much younger than her—practically the same age as her twins—and she'd spent half her life without a man. After much reflection, she ended up giving into her desire and taking Mr. Hot Model for lover. But what then after they traveled back to their separate lives?
Wait no more: They're here to tell the continuation of their sizzling love story. :-)
BLURB:
The writing conference in sunny Cannes was fantastical, a dream. Back at home, reality catches up with author Andrea Johnson and the sexy cover model of her book, Yushka. With tough working schedules, challenging family relations, and seductive temptation from all sides, the couple’s explosive romance is put to the test.
Will their love be strong enough to have a future?
BOOK TRAILER:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ievwhCy6FOc
EXCERPT:
WARNING: ADULT CONTENT
While Yushka gets his duffel bag in the back seat, I lean against the side of the Corolla and stretch my arms on top of its roof. “You got everything?”
“Yeah.” He lifts the bag over his shoulder and tilts his head in direction of the front door. “We good to go?”
My pulse beats a little faster at the thought of him dropping that bag on my bedroom floor and lifting me in his arms instead. I’m so excited to be with him, I simmer inside, aching to touch and hold him. I want to have all of him at once, right now.
A spark of amusement plays in his gorgeous Asian eyes as he waits for me to make a move. “What’s on your mind, Princess?”
Holding his gaze, I smile, my fingers tapping a beat on the car hood to buy some time because I don’t know what to reply. I have a feeling whatever might come out of my mouth now, like I can’t wait to rip those clothes off you or I’m going to make you scream, will sound too cheesy. Why do we need to put our attraction into words, anyway? Once we’re home, there’ll be no reason to talk that much. We’ll do the talking with our more-than-capable hands and … um … mouths.
I tap a quick rap before stepping back from the car. “Come on.”
“Okay.” Widening his smile, he follows me to the front entrance.
I unlock and push the wood door open. “I hope your bag’s not too heavy. The elevator doesn’t work.”
“When are they gonna fix it?”
“Huh, good question.” I step forward, but when in the doorway, I spin to hold the door open for him. “I have no idea.”
“No?” With a raised brow, he passes me.
Just then, I move toward him, chest-to-chest, blocking him and his thick bag between myself and the doorframe.
“Oh!” He laughs.
As the door pushes into my back, squeezing me tighter against him, I put my hands on his waist. First above his clothes––the thick leather jacket and his shirt––then sneaking underneath both of them, my fingers splaying on his warm skin and stroking him.
Completely stuck, he tilts his head and stares into my eyes, his own sparkling with playfulness. “What are you up to?”
“You have a problem?” I move my hands out from beneath his shirt and go downward to palm his tight ass cheeks, pulling his crotch to me. My lower stomach and increasingly heating inner thighs seek to meet his. I want to be so near him he’ll feel my lust, and I want his lust to grow, too. I need us to join and be a match, a melting pot of desire, irresistible and untamable.
“I have to bribe you?” he asks, voice lower, and leans down to kiss me.
How did he guess? At the warm touch of his parted lips, delight rushes through me as if I’d had a shot of alcohol.
He retreats his face a few inches, enough to have a view of what he just kissed. “This good enough for you?” His voice comes out husky, a bit short of breath. With his free hand, he strokes and kneads my butt.
“One more,” I mouth with the next exhale of air. Though the door bores painfully into my back, I don’t want to move, loving the feel of being so close to Yushka, so intimate. It’s amazing how instantaneous and intense our connection is. Just wait till we get our clothes off.
Again, his warm lips land on mine, and we kiss greedily, nose-to-nose, wet tongues playing with each other. My inner pussy muscles clench, remembering too well what it’s like to have his cock inside. I breathe faster. A growing hardness in his crotch presses against me, provoking more tightening. Oh, God. Hot wetness glides down my pussy, wetting my panties. So ready, so soon… I mew into his mouth, and he rewards me with a guttural response, our mouths practically eating each other.
But this isn’t the right place. We need to move and play this torturous game and its grand finale somewhere else.
Releasing his lips, I gasp from our separation, but still manage to pull away.
“Fuck, you’re hot.” He inhales deeply and looks up, feverish eyes widening and trying to refocus.
As I step backward, forcing the door to open again, cold evening air sneaks between our heated bodies. “Let’s go,” I say with a croak, my chest heaving.
He gives a small nod and steps inside the low-lit lobby.
WHERE TO FIND MINE TO LOVE:
Evernight | Amazon.com | Amazon.uk | All Romance eBooks | Bookstrand
For other buy links, please check my website.
Add the book to your Goodreads list, and check out my inspiration on Pinterest!
Would you like to read the first book, The Perfect Shoot? You can find it here.
AUTHOR BIO:
I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, suspense romance, and erotic contemporary romance.
I love to hear from my readers! Write to leabronsen@yahoo.com or meet me on:
Website | Lea's Crazy Nights Blog | Facebook profile | Facebook page | Twitter | Amazon
Happy Reading!
Book two of the Hot Model Mine trilogy is finally here! Did you wonder what happened to erotic romance author Andrea and her irresistible cover model, Yushka, after the conference in Cannes?In book one, The Perfect Shoot, things were complicated for the couple. He was much younger than her—practically the same age as her twins—and she'd spent half her life without a man. After much reflection, she ended up giving into her desire and taking Mr. Hot Model for lover. But what then after they traveled back to their separate lives?
Wait no more: They're here to tell the continuation of their sizzling love story. :-)
BLURB:
The writing conference in sunny Cannes was fantastical, a dream. Back at home, reality catches up with author Andrea Johnson and the sexy cover model of her book, Yushka. With tough working schedules, challenging family relations, and seductive temptation from all sides, the couple’s explosive romance is put to the test.
Will their love be strong enough to have a future?
BOOK TRAILER:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ievwhCy6FOc
EXCERPT:
WARNING: ADULT CONTENT
While Yushka gets his duffel bag in the back seat, I lean against the side of the Corolla and stretch my arms on top of its roof. “You got everything?”
“Yeah.” He lifts the bag over his shoulder and tilts his head in direction of the front door. “We good to go?”
My pulse beats a little faster at the thought of him dropping that bag on my bedroom floor and lifting me in his arms instead. I’m so excited to be with him, I simmer inside, aching to touch and hold him. I want to have all of him at once, right now.
A spark of amusement plays in his gorgeous Asian eyes as he waits for me to make a move. “What’s on your mind, Princess?”
Holding his gaze, I smile, my fingers tapping a beat on the car hood to buy some time because I don’t know what to reply. I have a feeling whatever might come out of my mouth now, like I can’t wait to rip those clothes off you or I’m going to make you scream, will sound too cheesy. Why do we need to put our attraction into words, anyway? Once we’re home, there’ll be no reason to talk that much. We’ll do the talking with our more-than-capable hands and … um … mouths.
I tap a quick rap before stepping back from the car. “Come on.”
“Okay.” Widening his smile, he follows me to the front entrance.
I unlock and push the wood door open. “I hope your bag’s not too heavy. The elevator doesn’t work.”
“When are they gonna fix it?”
“Huh, good question.” I step forward, but when in the doorway, I spin to hold the door open for him. “I have no idea.”
“No?” With a raised brow, he passes me.
Just then, I move toward him, chest-to-chest, blocking him and his thick bag between myself and the doorframe.
“Oh!” He laughs.
As the door pushes into my back, squeezing me tighter against him, I put my hands on his waist. First above his clothes––the thick leather jacket and his shirt––then sneaking underneath both of them, my fingers splaying on his warm skin and stroking him.
Completely stuck, he tilts his head and stares into my eyes, his own sparkling with playfulness. “What are you up to?”
“You have a problem?” I move my hands out from beneath his shirt and go downward to palm his tight ass cheeks, pulling his crotch to me. My lower stomach and increasingly heating inner thighs seek to meet his. I want to be so near him he’ll feel my lust, and I want his lust to grow, too. I need us to join and be a match, a melting pot of desire, irresistible and untamable.
“I have to bribe you?” he asks, voice lower, and leans down to kiss me.
How did he guess? At the warm touch of his parted lips, delight rushes through me as if I’d had a shot of alcohol.
He retreats his face a few inches, enough to have a view of what he just kissed. “This good enough for you?” His voice comes out husky, a bit short of breath. With his free hand, he strokes and kneads my butt.
“One more,” I mouth with the next exhale of air. Though the door bores painfully into my back, I don’t want to move, loving the feel of being so close to Yushka, so intimate. It’s amazing how instantaneous and intense our connection is. Just wait till we get our clothes off.
Again, his warm lips land on mine, and we kiss greedily, nose-to-nose, wet tongues playing with each other. My inner pussy muscles clench, remembering too well what it’s like to have his cock inside. I breathe faster. A growing hardness in his crotch presses against me, provoking more tightening. Oh, God. Hot wetness glides down my pussy, wetting my panties. So ready, so soon… I mew into his mouth, and he rewards me with a guttural response, our mouths practically eating each other.
But this isn’t the right place. We need to move and play this torturous game and its grand finale somewhere else.
Releasing his lips, I gasp from our separation, but still manage to pull away.
“Fuck, you’re hot.” He inhales deeply and looks up, feverish eyes widening and trying to refocus.
As I step backward, forcing the door to open again, cold evening air sneaks between our heated bodies. “Let’s go,” I say with a croak, my chest heaving.
He gives a small nod and steps inside the low-lit lobby.
WHERE TO FIND MINE TO LOVE:
Evernight | Amazon.com | Amazon.uk | All Romance eBooks | Bookstrand
For other buy links, please check my website.
Add the book to your Goodreads list, and check out my inspiration on Pinterest!
Would you like to read the first book, The Perfect Shoot? You can find it here.
AUTHOR BIO:
I like my reads hot, fast, and edgy, and strive to give my own stories the same intensity. After venturing into dirty inner-city crime drama with my debut novel Wild Hearted, I divide my writing time between psychological thriller, suspense romance, and erotic contemporary romance.I love to hear from my readers! Write to leabronsen@yahoo.com or meet me on:
Website | Lea's Crazy Nights Blog | Facebook profile | Facebook page | Twitter | Amazon
October 14, 2015
Exclusive Access by Ravenna Tate
Today, I'd like to welcome Ravenna Tate back to the blog. She stopped over to share her newest release Exclusive Access. It's the next story in The Weathermen series and entirely hot, hot, hot. Just check out that excerpt!
Happy Reading everyone!
***Click
HERE
to purchase directly from
Evernight Publishing***
BLURB
Reporter Julianne Wallis hasn’t stopped thinking about Kane Bannerman since she seduced him to get a story five years ago. Now she’s back for a second story, but this time she wants more than sex from Kane. She wants the secret he is hiding.
Kane is part of a group of friends financing the efforts to put a stop to The Madeline Project. The program now has a mind of its own, thanks to a virus called Tommy Twister. These men have power, resources, and money, but they’re as ruthless and possessive as the storms ravaging Earth.
They call themselves the Weathermen…
EXCERPT
WARNING: ADULT CONTENT
Kane teased her pussy lips with feathery touches from both his fingers and his tongue until she was out of her mind with need. She writhed on the bed and whimpered, but he didn’t do so much as spread her pussy lips or touch her clit. She couldn’t take it any longer. “Please, Kane. Please!”
He lifted his head and grinned, and she let out a cry of frustration. “Please, what? Tell me what you want, Julianne.”
“Oh my God, seriously? Fuck me. Lick me. Suck me. Shove your fingers inside me. Anything!”
“What will you give me in return?”
“What?” She was hallucinating. That was the only logical explanation. Was the man even human?
“I asked what you’ll give me in return. I’ve given you two stories, and you’re naked with your wrists tied together. What do I get out of this?”
“A naked woman tied up in your bed.”
He shook his head. “Not good enough. If I do what you want, what will you do for me?”
She narrowed her eyes as shivers ran up and down her spine. Decadent images raced through her mind. Exactly how kinky was Kane Bannerman? “What do you want?”
He brushed a hand up one thigh and down the other, and Julianne couldn’t stop the moan in time. The smug grin he gave her should have angered her, but all it did was fuel her excitement. “Are you sure you want to know?”
“Yes!” He was torturing her with the mere promise of sex.
Kane flipped her onto her stomach before she could do more than let out a breath. He caressed her ass cheeks, and then he smacked each one, hard. “This is what I want. You, over my knee, taking a good, old-fashioned spanking because you are such a damn brat, Julianne. When my hand gets tired, I have a paddle to use on your lovely round ass.”
He covered her body with his and turned her face sideways toward his. She had to struggle to take a full breath because she was so aroused she could barely think. His beautiful eyes blazed with desire. “After I spank you and paddle you hard enough to thoroughly punish you for what you’ve done to me, I will fuck you. I will fuck you hard and rough. I will fuck your pussy, your delectable mouth, and your very pretty ass.”
Kane kissed her, shoving his tongue into her mouth, but just as quickly released it, leaving her wanting so much more. “That’s what I want. Your move, gorgeous.”
***Other Buy Links***
AMAZON
US AMAZON
UK AMAZON
CA AMAZON AUS
Ravenna’s Website
Happy Reading everyone!
***Click
HERE
to purchase directly fromEvernight Publishing***
BLURB
Reporter Julianne Wallis hasn’t stopped thinking about Kane Bannerman since she seduced him to get a story five years ago. Now she’s back for a second story, but this time she wants more than sex from Kane. She wants the secret he is hiding.
Kane is part of a group of friends financing the efforts to put a stop to The Madeline Project. The program now has a mind of its own, thanks to a virus called Tommy Twister. These men have power, resources, and money, but they’re as ruthless and possessive as the storms ravaging Earth.
They call themselves the Weathermen…
EXCERPT
WARNING: ADULT CONTENT
Kane teased her pussy lips with feathery touches from both his fingers and his tongue until she was out of her mind with need. She writhed on the bed and whimpered, but he didn’t do so much as spread her pussy lips or touch her clit. She couldn’t take it any longer. “Please, Kane. Please!”
He lifted his head and grinned, and she let out a cry of frustration. “Please, what? Tell me what you want, Julianne.”
“Oh my God, seriously? Fuck me. Lick me. Suck me. Shove your fingers inside me. Anything!”
“What will you give me in return?”
“What?” She was hallucinating. That was the only logical explanation. Was the man even human?
“I asked what you’ll give me in return. I’ve given you two stories, and you’re naked with your wrists tied together. What do I get out of this?”
“A naked woman tied up in your bed.”
He shook his head. “Not good enough. If I do what you want, what will you do for me?”
She narrowed her eyes as shivers ran up and down her spine. Decadent images raced through her mind. Exactly how kinky was Kane Bannerman? “What do you want?”
He brushed a hand up one thigh and down the other, and Julianne couldn’t stop the moan in time. The smug grin he gave her should have angered her, but all it did was fuel her excitement. “Are you sure you want to know?”
“Yes!” He was torturing her with the mere promise of sex.
Kane flipped her onto her stomach before she could do more than let out a breath. He caressed her ass cheeks, and then he smacked each one, hard. “This is what I want. You, over my knee, taking a good, old-fashioned spanking because you are such a damn brat, Julianne. When my hand gets tired, I have a paddle to use on your lovely round ass.”
He covered her body with his and turned her face sideways toward his. She had to struggle to take a full breath because she was so aroused she could barely think. His beautiful eyes blazed with desire. “After I spank you and paddle you hard enough to thoroughly punish you for what you’ve done to me, I will fuck you. I will fuck you hard and rough. I will fuck your pussy, your delectable mouth, and your very pretty ass.”
Kane kissed her, shoving his tongue into her mouth, but just as quickly released it, leaving her wanting so much more. “That’s what I want. Your move, gorgeous.”
***Other Buy Links***
AMAZON
US AMAZON
UK AMAZON
CA AMAZON AUS
Ravenna’s Website
October 12, 2015
Aaron's Saving Grace by Tamsin Baker
Happy Monday Everyone! Today, Tamsin Baker is back on the blog. She brought along her newest release and the first book in her new series Ranch Men. Aaron's Saving Grace is about vampire cowboys and seriously, is there any better combination? The only one I can think of that's yummier is chocolate & peanut butter!
So, take a peek, check it out and Happy Reading, y'all!
Blurb:
Aaron Whitman’s basic ranching life changed two hundred years ago when his father made him and his brothers vampires, and his mother cursed them all for his father's sin. They cannot leave the family ranch and they must drink from the longhorns that are their livelihood.
But a lot has changed since his mother’s original spell was cast. The blood of their cattle is barely sustaining them and the mining companies are closing in on their ranch.
Joshua Miers is a lawyer, hired by Ash Mining to acquire the Whitman’s farm. He soon realizes something is very strange about Aaron and becomes rapt up in a world of paranormal survival and the love of a man who defies all common sense.
Will Josh help to save the Whitman brothers when a fire threatens all of their lives? Or will he choose the life he has always known and the job he has worked his whole life for?
Excerpt:
“It’s full moon. I’ve put the cattle in the house yard for you, Aaron.”
Bill tapped his hat and headed out the front door once again, the man a true blessing on every front.
Full moon. Oh this could be interesting.
“The cattle?”
Aaron ran his hand through his hair and turned back towards the man he wanted to be his lover. He was now standing and shifting from foot to foot.
“Yes. I hadn’t told you much about the way we have to live yet. You know that our mother cursed us to only drink the blood of our bulls?”
Josh rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. “Yeah, you said something like that, although I still have a lot of questions about that.”
Aaron grinned at his lawyer. He’d be disappointed if Josh didn’t.
“Well, when we were first made, our thirst was intense and our control was very low. We killed the original bull that first night and some of the other cattle. After a few more nights of feeding we realized that we were about to lose our life source and quickly turned things around. We weaned ourselves to almost starvation and began a breeding program from the blood lines of the bull.”
Josh put his hands on his hips and tapped his foot against the hard wood floor.
“You say you can only drink cattle blood, but you keep biting me. What’s with that?”
Aaron waved his hand to dismiss the question. He had more important things to deal with, and that particular answer involved admitting something pretty colossal to his mate. “We can talk about that later. That’s something new. But I certainly don’t feed on you, do I?”
Josh shook his head. “No, it’s barely a drop … yeah, ok, I think I’m getting it. So now, two hundred years later, allegedly, you’re all still here. So what’s with the cattle?”
Aaron took a deep breath, his body singing with happiness since ingesting another taste of Josh’s blood. He needed to explain what was about to happen, yet he knew his human wasn’t going to like this. Josh’s distrust ate at him like a cancer, yet he pushed forward.
“Once a month we all take an older cow that is past its prime and drain it.”
Josh’s mouth formed an O, and he gasped.
“Why?”
Aaron growled at Josh, hating the accusation in his eyes. “You don’t know what it’s like, Josh, so don’t look at me with those eyes, please. You asked why, and I’ll give you the answer. Because living off reheated rations is hell. It’s bad enough that we have to live off animals, but not ever being able to feed properly is like being a human being fed through a food peg in the gut.”
Josh began to pace. Up and down, up and down. His hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.
David stepped into the room. “Brother, we’re all going out the back. You joining us?”
Aaron didn’t want to tell them that he’d just tasted Josh so he didn’t need to. He didn’t want to be separated from them yet, or make them feel like he’d abandoned them, so he just nodded at his brother. “Yes, I’ll be there in a moment.”
Josh looked between them and clenched his jaw so hard a muscle popped in his cheek. “I wanna watch.”
Oh, hell no. He may not want to abandon his brothers, but alienating his blood mate was the last thing he wanted to do. “No you fucking don’t! You’ll be sick.”
Josh shook his head, his belligerent look one as old as time. His jaw was set and thrust forward, his eyes cold and stubborn. “No, I won’t. You say you’re a vampire, and I don’t really believe you despite those weird teeth of yours.”
Aaron’s heart sped up and thumped against his chest. It was a very foreign feeling. He hadn’t been scared in centuries. “No, I don’t want you disgusted by us. You know you’re important to me.”
Buy Links:
Amazon:
http://www.amazon.com/Aarons-Saving-Grace-Ranch-Book-ebook/dp/B0161Z7MDK/ref=sr_1_7?s=digital-text&ie=UTF8&qid=1443872289&sr=1-7&keywords=tamsin+baker
ARe:
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-aaron039ssavinggrace-1900262-145.html
So, take a peek, check it out and Happy Reading, y'all!
Blurb:Aaron Whitman’s basic ranching life changed two hundred years ago when his father made him and his brothers vampires, and his mother cursed them all for his father's sin. They cannot leave the family ranch and they must drink from the longhorns that are their livelihood.
But a lot has changed since his mother’s original spell was cast. The blood of their cattle is barely sustaining them and the mining companies are closing in on their ranch.
Joshua Miers is a lawyer, hired by Ash Mining to acquire the Whitman’s farm. He soon realizes something is very strange about Aaron and becomes rapt up in a world of paranormal survival and the love of a man who defies all common sense.
Will Josh help to save the Whitman brothers when a fire threatens all of their lives? Or will he choose the life he has always known and the job he has worked his whole life for?
Excerpt:
“It’s full moon. I’ve put the cattle in the house yard for you, Aaron.”
Bill tapped his hat and headed out the front door once again, the man a true blessing on every front.
Full moon. Oh this could be interesting.
“The cattle?”
Aaron ran his hand through his hair and turned back towards the man he wanted to be his lover. He was now standing and shifting from foot to foot.
“Yes. I hadn’t told you much about the way we have to live yet. You know that our mother cursed us to only drink the blood of our bulls?”
Josh rolled his eyes and crossed his arms over his chest. “Yeah, you said something like that, although I still have a lot of questions about that.”
Aaron grinned at his lawyer. He’d be disappointed if Josh didn’t.
“Well, when we were first made, our thirst was intense and our control was very low. We killed the original bull that first night and some of the other cattle. After a few more nights of feeding we realized that we were about to lose our life source and quickly turned things around. We weaned ourselves to almost starvation and began a breeding program from the blood lines of the bull.”
Josh put his hands on his hips and tapped his foot against the hard wood floor.
“You say you can only drink cattle blood, but you keep biting me. What’s with that?”
Aaron waved his hand to dismiss the question. He had more important things to deal with, and that particular answer involved admitting something pretty colossal to his mate. “We can talk about that later. That’s something new. But I certainly don’t feed on you, do I?”
Josh shook his head. “No, it’s barely a drop … yeah, ok, I think I’m getting it. So now, two hundred years later, allegedly, you’re all still here. So what’s with the cattle?”
Aaron took a deep breath, his body singing with happiness since ingesting another taste of Josh’s blood. He needed to explain what was about to happen, yet he knew his human wasn’t going to like this. Josh’s distrust ate at him like a cancer, yet he pushed forward.
“Once a month we all take an older cow that is past its prime and drain it.”
Josh’s mouth formed an O, and he gasped.
“Why?”
Aaron growled at Josh, hating the accusation in his eyes. “You don’t know what it’s like, Josh, so don’t look at me with those eyes, please. You asked why, and I’ll give you the answer. Because living off reheated rations is hell. It’s bad enough that we have to live off animals, but not ever being able to feed properly is like being a human being fed through a food peg in the gut.”
Josh began to pace. Up and down, up and down. His hands clenching and unclenching at his sides.
David stepped into the room. “Brother, we’re all going out the back. You joining us?”
Aaron didn’t want to tell them that he’d just tasted Josh so he didn’t need to. He didn’t want to be separated from them yet, or make them feel like he’d abandoned them, so he just nodded at his brother. “Yes, I’ll be there in a moment.”
Josh looked between them and clenched his jaw so hard a muscle popped in his cheek. “I wanna watch.”
Oh, hell no. He may not want to abandon his brothers, but alienating his blood mate was the last thing he wanted to do. “No you fucking don’t! You’ll be sick.”
Josh shook his head, his belligerent look one as old as time. His jaw was set and thrust forward, his eyes cold and stubborn. “No, I won’t. You say you’re a vampire, and I don’t really believe you despite those weird teeth of yours.”
Aaron’s heart sped up and thumped against his chest. It was a very foreign feeling. He hadn’t been scared in centuries. “No, I don’t want you disgusted by us. You know you’re important to me.”
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October 7, 2015
Taste In Men by Douglas Black
Hey Everyone! Today, I'd like to welcome back Douglas Black to the blog. He brought along his latest release Taste In Men to share with all of us. Take a peek and Happy Reading!
Douglas, I'm tagging you in. The post is all yours!! :-) Thanks so much for having me on your blog again, Donina. It’s always a pleasure!
I’m delighted to announce the release of my new novel, Taste In Men. Those of you familiar with my work might already know I set most of my books in Scotland and the same is true this time round.
I was inspired to write Taste In Men when I was writing my novella, The Bucket List ( http://www.loose-id.com/the-bucket-list.html ) in large part because I loved some of the locations I used in the latter.
The Bucket List features an outdoor activity centre on Loch Lomond owned by main character Blake. I loved writing about what happened when Blake introduced his love-interest Kade to activities that were far outside Kade’s comfort zone, and there were some pretty hot interactions between the two of them out in the middle of nowhere, if I do say so myself.
Taste In Men also takes place at an outdoor activity centre. To find out why, read on below.
Blurb
Taylor Dale is terrified of getting tied down. After years working a job he doesn’t like in a city he’s always wanted to leave, he is finally on the verge of starting over. He just has to make it through his two-week’s notice.
A team-building weekend throws a spanner in the works when Taylor meets Charles. Charles is definitely not Taylor’s type, but attraction sparks hard and fast between them. Against his better judgment Taylor decides there might not be any harm in a weekend of no-strings-attached fun.
But Taylor never was very lucky.
One night with Charles threatens to turn his world upside down, if Taylor is willing to let it. In a panic, Taylor pushes Charles away, but distance isn’t enough to stop him wanting the man. Soon, Taylor realizes he has to take a chance and see if there might be a future between him and Charles. But for that to happen he’s going to have to hope Charles will answer his call.
Excerpt
Taylor stood off from the main throng of his colleagues. It was a dreary Friday morning, cold for June and wet although the forecast Taylor had looked up on the Met Office app on his phone suggested conditions were due to improve later in the day. It hadn’t escaped Taylor’s notice that, thanks to the team-building weekend, he was at work earlier than normal. He was trying to distract himself from dwelling on that fact, by people-watching his colleagues.
It said a lot about Taylor’s time at Webb that, despite spending almost every day for the past six years with these people, Taylor knew next to nothing about them. In a way, it was strange to think he might soon never see any of them again, but Taylor didn’t think it likely he would lose sleep over it.
Taylor had never felt like part of a team, but that had been his choice. He took the job at Webb Glasgow when he was eighteen for the simple reason he needed a wage. Working for a company specializing in commercial and industrial building ventilation systems and products was, Taylor was pretty certain, never going to be anyone’s dream job. On the day he signed on the dotted line in his cheap supermarket suit he made himself a promise that in ten years his time at Webb would be a distant memory.
Six years later, more than half a decade of training courses and personal reviews and Continuous Professional Development sessions, he was about to begin cashing in on that promise. Having spent those same six years working nearly every evening and weekend on the project that, only a few months earlier, had paid off in spectacular.
He wondered if the managing directors realized how fucked they were going to be without him. Taylor doubted it. He knew a lot of them saw him as just another corporate lackey willing to jump through any hoop presented to him. That was a reputation earned during his first few years with the company when Taylor had chased every promotion and pay rise even when at times he thought the amount of sucking up might kill him. Taylor thought it was because of that and his fake smile and even faker attitude that the bosses didn’t seem to realize that despite the other colleagues in his office, including Malcolm, Taylor was the IT Department. That wasn’t arrogance on Taylor’s part, it was simple fact, and Taylor wished he could set up a hidden camera to see the chaos he knew was inevitably going to follow his departure.
A lot of sacrifices. That was Taylor’s overwhelming memory of his time at Webb, but then that had been the running theme of his life since his early teens. It didn’t bother him. Not really. Especially not now it had paid off. And he hadn’t gone completely without. Time could always be found for jaunts to Glasgow’s gay bars and nightclubs and there was never a self-imposed deadline so pressing a pretty, pampered twink couldn’t take precedence.
no relationships, no friendships requiring any sort of effort, and no other commitments that he couldn’t get out of in a hurry. Ensuring he never got tied down had always been central to the plan.
Buy Links
http://www.loose-id.com/taste-in-men.html
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-tasteinmen-1893945-149.html
http://www.amazon.com/Taste-Men-Douglas-Black-ebook/dp/B015OYC6E4/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1443107194&sr=8-1&keywords=taste+in+men+douglas+black
Author Bio
Born and raised in bonnie Scotland, Douglas Black writes contemporary MM erotic romance. Welcome to your fantasy.
Author Links
https://douglasblackerotica.wordpress.com
https://twitter.com/DBlackErotica
https://www.facebook.com/Douglas-Black-1632968396841732/timeline/
Douglas, I'm tagging you in. The post is all yours!! :-) Thanks so much for having me on your blog again, Donina. It’s always a pleasure!
I’m delighted to announce the release of my new novel, Taste In Men. Those of you familiar with my work might already know I set most of my books in Scotland and the same is true this time round.
I was inspired to write Taste In Men when I was writing my novella, The Bucket List ( http://www.loose-id.com/the-bucket-list.html ) in large part because I loved some of the locations I used in the latter.
The Bucket List features an outdoor activity centre on Loch Lomond owned by main character Blake. I loved writing about what happened when Blake introduced his love-interest Kade to activities that were far outside Kade’s comfort zone, and there were some pretty hot interactions between the two of them out in the middle of nowhere, if I do say so myself.
Taste In Men also takes place at an outdoor activity centre. To find out why, read on below.
BlurbTaylor Dale is terrified of getting tied down. After years working a job he doesn’t like in a city he’s always wanted to leave, he is finally on the verge of starting over. He just has to make it through his two-week’s notice.
A team-building weekend throws a spanner in the works when Taylor meets Charles. Charles is definitely not Taylor’s type, but attraction sparks hard and fast between them. Against his better judgment Taylor decides there might not be any harm in a weekend of no-strings-attached fun.
But Taylor never was very lucky.
One night with Charles threatens to turn his world upside down, if Taylor is willing to let it. In a panic, Taylor pushes Charles away, but distance isn’t enough to stop him wanting the man. Soon, Taylor realizes he has to take a chance and see if there might be a future between him and Charles. But for that to happen he’s going to have to hope Charles will answer his call.
Excerpt
Taylor stood off from the main throng of his colleagues. It was a dreary Friday morning, cold for June and wet although the forecast Taylor had looked up on the Met Office app on his phone suggested conditions were due to improve later in the day. It hadn’t escaped Taylor’s notice that, thanks to the team-building weekend, he was at work earlier than normal. He was trying to distract himself from dwelling on that fact, by people-watching his colleagues.
It said a lot about Taylor’s time at Webb that, despite spending almost every day for the past six years with these people, Taylor knew next to nothing about them. In a way, it was strange to think he might soon never see any of them again, but Taylor didn’t think it likely he would lose sleep over it.
Taylor had never felt like part of a team, but that had been his choice. He took the job at Webb Glasgow when he was eighteen for the simple reason he needed a wage. Working for a company specializing in commercial and industrial building ventilation systems and products was, Taylor was pretty certain, never going to be anyone’s dream job. On the day he signed on the dotted line in his cheap supermarket suit he made himself a promise that in ten years his time at Webb would be a distant memory.
Six years later, more than half a decade of training courses and personal reviews and Continuous Professional Development sessions, he was about to begin cashing in on that promise. Having spent those same six years working nearly every evening and weekend on the project that, only a few months earlier, had paid off in spectacular.
He wondered if the managing directors realized how fucked they were going to be without him. Taylor doubted it. He knew a lot of them saw him as just another corporate lackey willing to jump through any hoop presented to him. That was a reputation earned during his first few years with the company when Taylor had chased every promotion and pay rise even when at times he thought the amount of sucking up might kill him. Taylor thought it was because of that and his fake smile and even faker attitude that the bosses didn’t seem to realize that despite the other colleagues in his office, including Malcolm, Taylor was the IT Department. That wasn’t arrogance on Taylor’s part, it was simple fact, and Taylor wished he could set up a hidden camera to see the chaos he knew was inevitably going to follow his departure.
A lot of sacrifices. That was Taylor’s overwhelming memory of his time at Webb, but then that had been the running theme of his life since his early teens. It didn’t bother him. Not really. Especially not now it had paid off. And he hadn’t gone completely without. Time could always be found for jaunts to Glasgow’s gay bars and nightclubs and there was never a self-imposed deadline so pressing a pretty, pampered twink couldn’t take precedence.
no relationships, no friendships requiring any sort of effort, and no other commitments that he couldn’t get out of in a hurry. Ensuring he never got tied down had always been central to the plan.
Buy Linkshttp://www.loose-id.com/taste-in-men.html
https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-tasteinmen-1893945-149.html
http://www.amazon.com/Taste-Men-Douglas-Black-ebook/dp/B015OYC6E4/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1443107194&sr=8-1&keywords=taste+in+men+douglas+black
Author Bio
Born and raised in bonnie Scotland, Douglas Black writes contemporary MM erotic romance. Welcome to your fantasy.
Author Links
https://douglasblackerotica.wordpress.com
https://twitter.com/DBlackErotica
https://www.facebook.com/Douglas-Black-1632968396841732/timeline/
October 5, 2015
Sin's Pleasure by LeTeisha Newton
Hey Everyone! Happy Monday! Today, LeTeisha Newton is on the blog giving us a tease of her newest release Sin's Pleasure. The story is the first in her Happily Never Happened series and part of Evernight's Naughty Fairy Tale line. If you've ever wondered what happened after the prince found his princess and whisked her back to the castle for the happy ending, then check out Sin's Pleasure. Because, sometimes you need to get a little naughty to find the happiness. ;-)
Happy Reading!
★★COVER REVEAL★★
Title: Sin's PleasureSeries: Happily Never Happened #1Author: LeTeisha Newton
What if Happily Ever Afters were from a place called Elsia? What if they kept that world going and intact? And what if the Fairy Godmother, young and naive, got it wrong?
Welcome to Happily Never Happened, where fairy tales are real, sexier than sin, and sweeter than deliverance. Where Fantasy Ave is a place to see your pleasures satisfied, and the stakes raised - for a price. And then meet the ladies of Fantasy Ave, hidden gems in our world, who come from the world of Elsia, escaping the hell of their Happily Ever Afters, and offered the chance, with one last wish, to find love again.
SIN married her Prince Charming, escaping into the palace and becoming one of the four queens that ruled Elsia. That glass slipper seemed to fit on the right foot - that was until Charming showed her that she meant nothing to him, and even less to others after her story was over. Sin recreated herself, tossing aside her tiara and ballgown, for stilettos and a whip - because she calls the shots now. Never again is she going to be someone's sub who doesn't know the meaning of Dominance, and never again is she going to let someone open her heart again.
And she's right. Someone can't do it. She needs two: Tobias, her trusted bodyguard, and Zuriah, a wolf of Rose's pack, to claim her, and show her just how much she's missing. Show her how much Charming didn't know about love, and that being broken only means that she can be fixed.
Now available from Evernight Publishing Naughty Fairy Tales, be ready to delve into a hot read of desire, love, and redemption.
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Writing professionally since 2008, LeTeisha has spanned from Fantasy to Interracial Romance on her road to getting the jumping characters out of her head. Most days she’s pretty color blind, unless it’s a great shade of red (then she can’t ignore it). Other times she’s plotting her next twenty books and then remembering that the computer can’t read her thoughts and doesn’t type at lightning speed. Either way, she just can’t seem to get enough of quill to paper…or eh…keyboard strokes, apparently.
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Happy Reading!
★★COVER REVEAL★★
Title: Sin's PleasureSeries: Happily Never Happened #1Author: LeTeisha Newton
What if Happily Ever Afters were from a place called Elsia? What if they kept that world going and intact? And what if the Fairy Godmother, young and naive, got it wrong?
Welcome to Happily Never Happened, where fairy tales are real, sexier than sin, and sweeter than deliverance. Where Fantasy Ave is a place to see your pleasures satisfied, and the stakes raised - for a price. And then meet the ladies of Fantasy Ave, hidden gems in our world, who come from the world of Elsia, escaping the hell of their Happily Ever Afters, and offered the chance, with one last wish, to find love again.
SIN married her Prince Charming, escaping into the palace and becoming one of the four queens that ruled Elsia. That glass slipper seemed to fit on the right foot - that was until Charming showed her that she meant nothing to him, and even less to others after her story was over. Sin recreated herself, tossing aside her tiara and ballgown, for stilettos and a whip - because she calls the shots now. Never again is she going to be someone's sub who doesn't know the meaning of Dominance, and never again is she going to let someone open her heart again.
And she's right. Someone can't do it. She needs two: Tobias, her trusted bodyguard, and Zuriah, a wolf of Rose's pack, to claim her, and show her just how much she's missing. Show her how much Charming didn't know about love, and that being broken only means that she can be fixed.
Now available from Evernight Publishing Naughty Fairy Tales, be ready to delve into a hot read of desire, love, and redemption.
Amazon-Evernight-All Romance-Bookstrand
Writing professionally since 2008, LeTeisha has spanned from Fantasy to Interracial Romance on her road to getting the jumping characters out of her head. Most days she’s pretty color blind, unless it’s a great shade of red (then she can’t ignore it). Other times she’s plotting her next twenty books and then remembering that the computer can’t read her thoughts and doesn’t type at lightning speed. Either way, she just can’t seem to get enough of quill to paper…or eh…keyboard strokes, apparently.
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September 30, 2015
Happy Birthday Blog Hop - Evernight Publishing is 5!
Evernight Celebrates 5 Years of Publishing!
Thanks to readers like you, Evernight Publishing has grown by leaps and bounds in five years so they’re pulling out all the stops and throwing an extreme
BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION BLOG HOP
in your honor!
That’s right! It’s Evernight’s birthday but YOU get the presents…
Prizes include:
Apple Watch Sport
NEW Kindle Paperwhite
Fitbit Flex
Evernight, Amazon, and ARe Gift Certificates
Plus, each author on the hop will offer his/her own special prize!
I’m honored to celebrate this momentous occasion with Evernight. Here’s a look at my first Evernight title and my latest release:
Blurb:
Plagued by guilt, Nicholas Hollsten ended his military career in the Special Forces and returned home only to be forced into a life he never wanted. Nick found himself running his father’s company and making good on a promise to his team. Angry and frustrated with the direction his life was taking, he calms his thoughts by filling his evenings and bed with soft distractions. Until one woman captures his interest.
Rebecca Klayton thought she was happy in her small town, running her bakery and avoiding love. That emotion only meant heartache and being left exactly where you started—alone. Lesson learned. But, when the sexy stranger from their hot New Year’s Eve hook-up shows up at her counter, will she be able to ignore the temptation or will she find what she’s been missing in the Arms of Serenity?
Excerpt:
Becca got as far as the curb outside before she heard Nick’s voice calling her name. She closed her eyes and groaned.
Almost made it.
Why was he following her? Couldn’t he just leave her alone? She held up her hand to signal a taxi and hoped ignoring him would work until one stopped.
Becca heard him say her name again. Only this time he was too close to pretend that she didn’t hear him. She turned to find him holding the picture frame.
“You forgot this.”
He just wanted to give her the frame. She sighed in relief and reached to take it from him.
“Thank you.”
He looked at her and put a smug smile on before saying, “You forgot these also.” He reached into his pant pocket and pulled out a glimpse of white lace material.
Becca gasped when she realized it was her forgotten panties. She got closer to put her hand out.
“Thank you for finding them.”
Nick pushed them back in his pocket. “How about that coffee?”
Becca took a step back and crossed her arms. “Are you seriously holding my underwear hostage until I go out on a date with you? Doesn’t that border on blackmail?”
Nick laughed. “Just using whatever means I have at my disposal to get you to say yes.”
Becca would laugh too if she wasn’t so angry. He was being an arrogant pushy ass. She glared at him. From his polished shoes, tailored pants, and what looked like a cashmere sweater, he was head to toe everything that Becca wasn’t. Why was he doing this? Damn him for coming after her. Damn him for wanting more when he could go back into the ballroom and have anyone of those models sitting at the table.
“You’re not my type.” She turned away from him and once again put her hand up in the air.
She stood there not wanting to look back. He hadn’t answered her, and Becca silently hoped that he had walked away. She was a mess. Her insides trembled at the conflicting emotions of anger and longing coursing through her. It would be so easy to give in and go with him.
Becca felt a hand brush against her neck and his voice against her ear.
“I’m going to have to argue that statement. I seem to remember being exactly your type last night as you shook and screamed in pleasure when I was buried deep inside of you.” He kissed the spot behind her ear, and she gasped in response. Shivers cascaded through her, and she leaned back melting into his body.
Becca cursed herself.
Dammit, Becca get some control! He’s just a rich guy who thinks he can get anything he wants.
Becca pulled away and turned around to face him as a taxi finally came to her rescue. Opening the door, she stood behind it to use as a barrier between them and took a breath to steady her trembling legs and gain some courage.
“Nick, last night was great, and thank you for not saying anything back in there.” She nodded her head in the direction of the hotel and continued. “But I’m just not interested.” She got in the cab, closed the door, and stared ahead as she gave the driver her destination. As the taxi pulled away, she could see him in the rearview mirror. For the second time in less than twenty-four hours, she left him just standing and staring after her.
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Blurb:
Myles Oliver Dayton likes control in every aspect of his life. He desires it, demands it in the board room and his bedroom. But when his teenage crush walks into his office to be his temporary assistant, the tight restraint he kept on his emotions starts to come undone. Something he couldn’t allow. His idea of love is demanding and possessive, and in the end there would only be pain—for both of them.
Cassie Sorrelson grabs onto opportunities when they come along and assisting Myles with all his demands is an opportunity she isn’t about to pass up. Sexy and controlling, he has her breathing hard and soon yearning for more than a few days together at the corporate retreat. When he suddenly pulls back, though, and refuses the desire she knows is running hot within him, Cassie is going to have to work at getting what she wants … making Myles lose control.
Excerpt:
Myles closed his eyes and took a long, steadying breath. Cassie begging him, pleading with him to take her was playing havoc with the restraint he prided himself in. He never lost control. In fact, he did what was necessary to make sure he never even came close. This sudden willingness to loosen the tight hold he held himself in check with was a temptation he shouldn’t even be considering. Taking another breath, he buried the feeling as quickly as it surfaced and leaned back to face her. “I haven’t begun to punish you. Turn around.”
When she turned, he placed his hand between her shoulder blades and gently pushed. “Bend over, hold on to the handles of the chair, and spread your legs.”
Myles clenched and unclenched his fists while he watched Cassie’s long hair cascade across her shoulders and fall around her face as the line of her back drifted lower and her firm ass rose. The picture she created before him—vulnerable, exposed, and so unbelievably fucking sexy—had him strung tight and ready to break. But when his eyes finally registered the thin piece of material that didn’t even come close to covering where the globes of her ass met, he felt himself snap.
She wore that to the beach? That wasn’t a bathing suit. The damn thing was barely a step above a thong, exposing every inch of soft, white skin on her perfectly rounded backside. Myles didn’t have to think hard to imagine the effect it would have on every man she sashayed past. Possessive jealousy rippled through him at the thought of other men drooling over her and being able to get a glimpse of what he was seeing right now. Mine. The word shouted in his head as a fierce need to stake his claim overtook him. It wasn’t about staying in control anymore. It was about him showing her she fucking belonged to him. And by the time he was done, she was going to know just that.
Myles hooked his finger under the flimsy piece of material and ripped it in two.
Cassie’s head flew around. “Hey. What the hell do you—”
A warning rumbled low in his chest, cutting off her words. “What am I doing, Cassie? Is that what you want to know? You disobeyed me. What do you think is going to happen next?” Myles placed himself at an angle, wrapping one arm around her abdomen to support and keep her still as his other hand came to rest on her ass. “You’re going to remember who commands this body. I’m going to fucking make sure of it.”
Wide, shocked eyes looked back at him. “You wouldn’t.”
“I would and will.”
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iTunes I've been with Evernight for three of their five years and couldn't be happier with the home I've found. To a great publisher with an even greater staff, a big HAPPY BIRTHDAY to you and wishing you many more in the years to come!
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Thanks to readers like you, Evernight Publishing has grown by leaps and bounds in five years so they’re pulling out all the stops and throwing an extreme
BIRTHDAY CELEBRATION BLOG HOP
in your honor!That’s right! It’s Evernight’s birthday but YOU get the presents…
Prizes include:
Apple Watch Sport
NEW Kindle Paperwhite
Fitbit Flex
Evernight, Amazon, and ARe Gift Certificates
Plus, each author on the hop will offer his/her own special prize!
I’m honored to celebrate this momentous occasion with Evernight. Here’s a look at my first Evernight title and my latest release:
Blurb: Plagued by guilt, Nicholas Hollsten ended his military career in the Special Forces and returned home only to be forced into a life he never wanted. Nick found himself running his father’s company and making good on a promise to his team. Angry and frustrated with the direction his life was taking, he calms his thoughts by filling his evenings and bed with soft distractions. Until one woman captures his interest.
Rebecca Klayton thought she was happy in her small town, running her bakery and avoiding love. That emotion only meant heartache and being left exactly where you started—alone. Lesson learned. But, when the sexy stranger from their hot New Year’s Eve hook-up shows up at her counter, will she be able to ignore the temptation or will she find what she’s been missing in the Arms of Serenity?
Excerpt:
Becca got as far as the curb outside before she heard Nick’s voice calling her name. She closed her eyes and groaned.
Almost made it.
Why was he following her? Couldn’t he just leave her alone? She held up her hand to signal a taxi and hoped ignoring him would work until one stopped.
Becca heard him say her name again. Only this time he was too close to pretend that she didn’t hear him. She turned to find him holding the picture frame.
“You forgot this.”
He just wanted to give her the frame. She sighed in relief and reached to take it from him.
“Thank you.”
He looked at her and put a smug smile on before saying, “You forgot these also.” He reached into his pant pocket and pulled out a glimpse of white lace material.
Becca gasped when she realized it was her forgotten panties. She got closer to put her hand out.
“Thank you for finding them.”
Nick pushed them back in his pocket. “How about that coffee?”
Becca took a step back and crossed her arms. “Are you seriously holding my underwear hostage until I go out on a date with you? Doesn’t that border on blackmail?”
Nick laughed. “Just using whatever means I have at my disposal to get you to say yes.”
Becca would laugh too if she wasn’t so angry. He was being an arrogant pushy ass. She glared at him. From his polished shoes, tailored pants, and what looked like a cashmere sweater, he was head to toe everything that Becca wasn’t. Why was he doing this? Damn him for coming after her. Damn him for wanting more when he could go back into the ballroom and have anyone of those models sitting at the table.
“You’re not my type.” She turned away from him and once again put her hand up in the air.
She stood there not wanting to look back. He hadn’t answered her, and Becca silently hoped that he had walked away. She was a mess. Her insides trembled at the conflicting emotions of anger and longing coursing through her. It would be so easy to give in and go with him.
Becca felt a hand brush against her neck and his voice against her ear.
“I’m going to have to argue that statement. I seem to remember being exactly your type last night as you shook and screamed in pleasure when I was buried deep inside of you.” He kissed the spot behind her ear, and she gasped in response. Shivers cascaded through her, and she leaned back melting into his body.
Becca cursed herself.
Dammit, Becca get some control! He’s just a rich guy who thinks he can get anything he wants.
Becca pulled away and turned around to face him as a taxi finally came to her rescue. Opening the door, she stood behind it to use as a barrier between them and took a breath to steady her trembling legs and gain some courage.
“Nick, last night was great, and thank you for not saying anything back in there.” She nodded her head in the direction of the hotel and continued. “But I’m just not interested.” She got in the cab, closed the door, and stared ahead as she gave the driver her destination. As the taxi pulled away, she could see him in the rearview mirror. For the second time in less than twenty-four hours, she left him just standing and staring after her.
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Blurb:Myles Oliver Dayton likes control in every aspect of his life. He desires it, demands it in the board room and his bedroom. But when his teenage crush walks into his office to be his temporary assistant, the tight restraint he kept on his emotions starts to come undone. Something he couldn’t allow. His idea of love is demanding and possessive, and in the end there would only be pain—for both of them.
Cassie Sorrelson grabs onto opportunities when they come along and assisting Myles with all his demands is an opportunity she isn’t about to pass up. Sexy and controlling, he has her breathing hard and soon yearning for more than a few days together at the corporate retreat. When he suddenly pulls back, though, and refuses the desire she knows is running hot within him, Cassie is going to have to work at getting what she wants … making Myles lose control.
Excerpt:
Myles closed his eyes and took a long, steadying breath. Cassie begging him, pleading with him to take her was playing havoc with the restraint he prided himself in. He never lost control. In fact, he did what was necessary to make sure he never even came close. This sudden willingness to loosen the tight hold he held himself in check with was a temptation he shouldn’t even be considering. Taking another breath, he buried the feeling as quickly as it surfaced and leaned back to face her. “I haven’t begun to punish you. Turn around.”
When she turned, he placed his hand between her shoulder blades and gently pushed. “Bend over, hold on to the handles of the chair, and spread your legs.”
Myles clenched and unclenched his fists while he watched Cassie’s long hair cascade across her shoulders and fall around her face as the line of her back drifted lower and her firm ass rose. The picture she created before him—vulnerable, exposed, and so unbelievably fucking sexy—had him strung tight and ready to break. But when his eyes finally registered the thin piece of material that didn’t even come close to covering where the globes of her ass met, he felt himself snap.
She wore that to the beach? That wasn’t a bathing suit. The damn thing was barely a step above a thong, exposing every inch of soft, white skin on her perfectly rounded backside. Myles didn’t have to think hard to imagine the effect it would have on every man she sashayed past. Possessive jealousy rippled through him at the thought of other men drooling over her and being able to get a glimpse of what he was seeing right now. Mine. The word shouted in his head as a fierce need to stake his claim overtook him. It wasn’t about staying in control anymore. It was about him showing her she fucking belonged to him. And by the time he was done, she was going to know just that.
Myles hooked his finger under the flimsy piece of material and ripped it in two.
Cassie’s head flew around. “Hey. What the hell do you—”
A warning rumbled low in his chest, cutting off her words. “What am I doing, Cassie? Is that what you want to know? You disobeyed me. What do you think is going to happen next?” Myles placed himself at an angle, wrapping one arm around her abdomen to support and keep her still as his other hand came to rest on her ass. “You’re going to remember who commands this body. I’m going to fucking make sure of it.”
Wide, shocked eyes looked back at him. “You wouldn’t.”
“I would and will.”
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Men For Hire Anthology
Hey Everyone! Today, Michelle Roth popped over to give us a glance at a new anthology. Men For Hire has four great stories including Calculated Risk by Michelle. But, I'll let her tell ya all about it! Check it out and Happy Reading!
Hi there, everyone! I'm Michelle Roth and I'm here to introduce my latest release, Calculated Risk. It's a part of the Men For Hire anthology! If you or your readers have any questions for the authors, feel free to use the #menforhireantho hashtag on Twitter and we'll reach out to you with answers!
I'm working with three other fantastic authors! Here's the line up of stories:
Got Muscle by Tina Donahue, Menage at Mealtime by Bella Settarra, Calculated Risk by Michelle Roth, Marital Duties by Jennifer Denys
Stella Whitman has inherited her mother’s country home. When she finds it in utter disrepair, her cousin suggests that she call Men for Hire in search of a handyman. When he arrives, she’s somewhat shocked to find that his deep brown eyes and rugged good looks are giving her some very inappropriate thoughts.
Despite his instant attraction to Stella, Ian Starling has convinced himself that they need to keep things strictly professional. He’s been burnt before and has vowed never again. It becomes increasingly more difficult as he gets to know her, though. Then one rainy night changes everything…
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She raised her hips and worked them against his hand, and moaned, “I want you inside me, Ian. Be inside me. I ache.”
He removed his fingers from her, a pained look on his face and said, “I didn’t exactly plan for this. I don’t have a condom. I really hope you’ve got one.”
“I do,” Stella said. She rolled over and pulled an unopened box from the bedside table. Opening it, she tore one off the strip and handed it to him.
Without any further ado, he tore open the package and rolled it over his hard length. He settled himself in between her thighs, his cock nudging against her opening. With one hand, he framed her face. The other guided him slowly inside her.
When he was buried fully inside her, she wrapped her legs around his waist and rolled her hips experimentally against him. She felt so full. So stretched.
The groan that left Ian sounded almost pained. His eyes fluttered closed as he said, “Don’t move, or this will be over quickly, Stella. It’s been a while since…”
Stella saw the strain on his face and the words just fell from her lips, “For me too. I’m already on the edge. You have no idea how badly I’ve wanted this.”
Ian shook his head as he began to slowly work his hips against hers. He said, “I know, Stella. Every single time I saw those pouty lips of yours, I couldn’t help but think of them wrapped around my cock. That beautiful round ass of yours. I kept picturing it rosy pink from the palm of my hand. I wanted to fuck your tight little pussy with my tongue, my fingers, my cock … until you screamed so loud you were hoarse from it. And then I wanted to do it all over again.” His hips slapped against hers now, punctuating each word as he said, “I—have—every—idea.”
Michelle Roth is a novelist from the Great White North (Toronto, ON). When she’s not disappearing into foreign lands, or making two perfect strangers that she invented fall in love, she’s probably curled up somewhere with a glass of wine and a good book.
In her spare time she is typically hanging out with her awesome boyfriend and their two equally awesome cats. She likes taking road trips to nowhere in particular, cooking elaborate meals then making other people do the dishes, and being nerdy on the internet. Her books are currently available on Amazon, Nook, Kobo, and any other place that sells absolutely filthy romance novels.
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September 28, 2015
Unprofessional by Allyson Young
Hey Everyone! It's the start of the new week and time to check out a new release. Today, Allyson Young stopped by to share her newest story Unprofessional. It's short and sexy and perfect for a Monday afternoon. Take a peek and Happy Reading! 
Blurb:
Hannah Evans is personal assistant to the very professional Benjamin Willis, and he keeps her firmly in that role. Her boss is a great man, and if he rewards himself with a large number of blondes, well, even great men can be misguided. Hannah couldn’t ask for anything more in her job—except she’s fallen for her boss. And now Mr. Willis seems to be seeking more than mere pleasure. What if he finds a woman with a beauty and brains? Unable to bear the idea, Hannah submits her resignation. Faced with losing her, Benjamin’s entire being reacts in shock, dismay and outrage, causing him to examine how he actually views Hannah. She has had months to come to terms with her strong emotions while he has had mere hours. But Benjamin is a quick study and discovers his true feelings for the woman who has been right under his nose.
Excerpt:
“Hannah.” Her name fell harshly from his lips and she blinked several times, appearing to get herself under control. “Tell me why you’re leaving.” Leaving me.
“I appreciate the opportunity,” she nearly whispered. “Seeing as I had no experience.”
“You said that in your letter of resignation,” he agreed. “And I was happy to give it to you. You proved yourself quickly.” He shifted a tad closer and studied the rising color in her cheeks.
“I … I can’t stay on. Big world of opportunity out there and all.”
“You’re not telling me the truth. How bad can it be?”
Giving into an instinctive urge, he grasped her other hand and hauled her close. He locked his gaze with hers when she looked up, startled. “Tell me,” he insisted.
“I can’t.” She nearly whimpered and a good man would have backed off and let her go. He couldn’t find it within himself to do it.
Recognizing he couldn’t force her to confide, he resorted to sneakier tactics. He turned on the charm and cajoled. “Hannah, you’re invaluable to me and I can’t get my head around finding someone to replace you. Is it something I’ve done? Is the salary an issue?”
A shake of her head sent more strands of hair drifting down to her shoulders, these longer than the others, and they rested against the upper swells of her breasts. His stare traced their path before he glanced up to see her eyes wide with surprise. God, she was lovely. Smart, skilled and talented, all woman. Different from--
“Benjamin?” His name wasn’t on Hannah’s lips but spoken at his office door. He recognized that voice.
“Benjamin?”
He could only imagine how it looked, his disheveled PA sprawled in a chair, him kneeling at her feet, holding her hands captive and their faces mere inches apart. With an effort, he turned his head and acknowledged his latest fling. Past fling. “Give me a minute, Tiffany.”
Hannah quivered and tried to pull away, but he hung on tightly, willing the tall blonde out of his office.
“I see you’ve already replaced me,” she replied, scorn and anger coloring her voice. At any other time, he might have found her alluring, all flushed with outrage and passion. As usual, Tiffany was dressed to the nines in a body-revealing outfit that displayed her long, slender figure and enhanced breasts to full advantage. But she left him cold, something new, because he rarely tired of his blondes physically, choosing to keep his hookups brief to avoid emotional attachment.
Tiffany sneered at Hannah. “She’s hardly your taste. Pudgy and plain, wouldn’t you say?”
If he hadn’t known to keep hold of Hannah, wrapping his hands around Tiffany’s elegant neck might have been an excellent alternative. “Get out.”
“Gladly. You’re welcome to him, secretary-type. It won’t last, especially as he’s slumming.”
He spared her only enough of a look to ensure she had indeed gone before turning back to Hannah. Who was staring at him with a multitude of emotions washing over her expressive features.
“She’s different than the others.” Well, that was the last thing he expected.
“Excuse me?” He knew he sounded astonished.
“She has a career. So she must use her brain. And she meets all your other criteria.”
Hannah would know, he acknowledged inwardly. Except it appeared she was wrong— his preferences were changing. Had changed. His lower body, and not his now aching knees, was in total agreement. Hannah had been under his nose all this time with her quiet, efficient ways and non-intrusive manner, yet he would bet she knew more about him than he knew about himself. But she was leaving, so obviously didn’t feel the same. No point in opening that door, especially as he lacked the tools. He ground his back teeth against a disappointed growl and clambered to his feet after carefully setting Hannah’s hands on her lap.
“I’m sorry she said those things.”
“Which ones?” She sounded intent, earnest, and peered up at him.
“She insulted you.”
Hannah shrugged and those round breasts lifted higher on her torso. “No comparison. We aren’t even the same species, I don’t think.”
Benjamin laughed. That was the effect Hannah had on him despite all that had just taken place. He felt … happy around her. And there was that shift again. She’d been an enormous part of his life for over a year. He’d spent more time—awake at least—with her than any other person. His laughter faded when he imagined the future without her.
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Author Bio:
Allyson Young lives in cottage country in Manitoba, Canada with her husband of many years, and numerous pets. She worked in the human services all across Canada and has seen the best and worst of what people bring to the table. Allyson has written for years, mostly short stories and poetry, published in small newspapers and the like, although her work appeared in her high school yearbooks too! After reading an erotic romance, quite by accident, she decided to try her hand at penning erotica.
Allyson will write until whatever she has inside her is satisfied- when all the heroes man up and all the heroines get what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet, and Allyson favours the darker side of romance.
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Blurb:Hannah Evans is personal assistant to the very professional Benjamin Willis, and he keeps her firmly in that role. Her boss is a great man, and if he rewards himself with a large number of blondes, well, even great men can be misguided. Hannah couldn’t ask for anything more in her job—except she’s fallen for her boss. And now Mr. Willis seems to be seeking more than mere pleasure. What if he finds a woman with a beauty and brains? Unable to bear the idea, Hannah submits her resignation. Faced with losing her, Benjamin’s entire being reacts in shock, dismay and outrage, causing him to examine how he actually views Hannah. She has had months to come to terms with her strong emotions while he has had mere hours. But Benjamin is a quick study and discovers his true feelings for the woman who has been right under his nose.
Excerpt:
“Hannah.” Her name fell harshly from his lips and she blinked several times, appearing to get herself under control. “Tell me why you’re leaving.” Leaving me.
“I appreciate the opportunity,” she nearly whispered. “Seeing as I had no experience.”
“You said that in your letter of resignation,” he agreed. “And I was happy to give it to you. You proved yourself quickly.” He shifted a tad closer and studied the rising color in her cheeks.
“I … I can’t stay on. Big world of opportunity out there and all.”
“You’re not telling me the truth. How bad can it be?”
Giving into an instinctive urge, he grasped her other hand and hauled her close. He locked his gaze with hers when she looked up, startled. “Tell me,” he insisted.
“I can’t.” She nearly whimpered and a good man would have backed off and let her go. He couldn’t find it within himself to do it.
Recognizing he couldn’t force her to confide, he resorted to sneakier tactics. He turned on the charm and cajoled. “Hannah, you’re invaluable to me and I can’t get my head around finding someone to replace you. Is it something I’ve done? Is the salary an issue?”
A shake of her head sent more strands of hair drifting down to her shoulders, these longer than the others, and they rested against the upper swells of her breasts. His stare traced their path before he glanced up to see her eyes wide with surprise. God, she was lovely. Smart, skilled and talented, all woman. Different from--
“Benjamin?” His name wasn’t on Hannah’s lips but spoken at his office door. He recognized that voice.
“Benjamin?”
He could only imagine how it looked, his disheveled PA sprawled in a chair, him kneeling at her feet, holding her hands captive and their faces mere inches apart. With an effort, he turned his head and acknowledged his latest fling. Past fling. “Give me a minute, Tiffany.”
Hannah quivered and tried to pull away, but he hung on tightly, willing the tall blonde out of his office.
“I see you’ve already replaced me,” she replied, scorn and anger coloring her voice. At any other time, he might have found her alluring, all flushed with outrage and passion. As usual, Tiffany was dressed to the nines in a body-revealing outfit that displayed her long, slender figure and enhanced breasts to full advantage. But she left him cold, something new, because he rarely tired of his blondes physically, choosing to keep his hookups brief to avoid emotional attachment.
Tiffany sneered at Hannah. “She’s hardly your taste. Pudgy and plain, wouldn’t you say?”
If he hadn’t known to keep hold of Hannah, wrapping his hands around Tiffany’s elegant neck might have been an excellent alternative. “Get out.”
“Gladly. You’re welcome to him, secretary-type. It won’t last, especially as he’s slumming.”
He spared her only enough of a look to ensure she had indeed gone before turning back to Hannah. Who was staring at him with a multitude of emotions washing over her expressive features.
“She’s different than the others.” Well, that was the last thing he expected.
“Excuse me?” He knew he sounded astonished.
“She has a career. So she must use her brain. And she meets all your other criteria.”
Hannah would know, he acknowledged inwardly. Except it appeared she was wrong— his preferences were changing. Had changed. His lower body, and not his now aching knees, was in total agreement. Hannah had been under his nose all this time with her quiet, efficient ways and non-intrusive manner, yet he would bet she knew more about him than he knew about himself. But she was leaving, so obviously didn’t feel the same. No point in opening that door, especially as he lacked the tools. He ground his back teeth against a disappointed growl and clambered to his feet after carefully setting Hannah’s hands on her lap.
“I’m sorry she said those things.”
“Which ones?” She sounded intent, earnest, and peered up at him.
“She insulted you.”
Hannah shrugged and those round breasts lifted higher on her torso. “No comparison. We aren’t even the same species, I don’t think.”
Benjamin laughed. That was the effect Hannah had on him despite all that had just taken place. He felt … happy around her. And there was that shift again. She’d been an enormous part of his life for over a year. He’d spent more time—awake at least—with her than any other person. His laughter faded when he imagined the future without her.
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Author Bio:
Allyson Young lives in cottage country in Manitoba, Canada with her husband of many years, and numerous pets. She worked in the human services all across Canada and has seen the best and worst of what people bring to the table. Allyson has written for years, mostly short stories and poetry, published in small newspapers and the like, although her work appeared in her high school yearbooks too! After reading an erotic romance, quite by accident, she decided to try her hand at penning erotica.
Allyson will write until whatever she has inside her is satisfied- when all the heroes man up and all the heroines get what they deserve. Love isn’t always sweet, and Allyson favours the darker side of romance.
http://www.allysonyoung.com
allysonyoung45@gmail.com
September 23, 2015
Sunshine And Love by Doris O'Connor
Hey Everyone! Today, Doris O'Connor is back on the blog. She brought her newest release Sunshine and Love, and bonus, she brought pics! Check it out and Happy Reading!
Thanks so much for having me on your blog with my new release Sunshine and Love. Like all of the MM stories I've written so far this one took me by surprise.
I'd found a yummy man candy pic to share with my reader group the RavDor Chicks. This hunk to be precise.
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I wondered what hero he might be, and in our ensuing brainstorming session we came up with the following. He was a Dom, struggling with who he was. A single dad in need of a nanny. Oh and wouldn't it be cool if this was a MM...
That's all it took for my muse to sit up, rub her hands in glee, and force my fingers to the keyboard.Sunshine and Love was born, and I had oodles of fun, and also shed a tear or two in the writing of this story. Hopefully, you lovely readers will go through the same emotions.
As an aside, if you've read Under his Boss, you will also recognise a few familiar names, as they make an appearance in this story. J
Now, to quote Jordan... Sunshine and Love is all you need...
Blurb:
He needs a nanny not a submissive...
Aaron Gibson is struggling with his many hats-single dad, business owner, Dom. His desperate search for a suitable nanny for his daughter Sunshine grinds to a halt when Jordan Carole walks into his office.
This inked biker is certainly not your ordinary kind of nanny, but the man's instant rapport with his daughter convinces Aaron that Jordan is perfect for the job. All Aaron has to do is keep his hands off his nanny - simple, right?
Well, it would be if the two men could ignore the combustible, sexual tension between them. Jordan wants nothing more than to be allowed to take care of his new boss and his adorable baby.
If only he could convince the stubborn man that Sunshine and Love is all they need.
Story Excerpt:
Aaron swiped the unwelcome tears off his face and hugged the precious bundle in his arms tighter."Sorry, kiddo, it,s just you, me and Auntie Kenna now." His daughter screwed up her little button nose, as though she was disgusted with that idea, and Aaron laughed."Yeah, I know, not the most appealing process, is it baby girl?""I don't know, that depends on your view point." The deep gravelly voice with the hint of an accent he couldn't place shook Aaron out of his morose thoughts, and he spun round to face the intruder to his office. He was all ready to give him a piece of his mind, but the words stuck to the roof of his mouth, when he took in the new arrival.At least six foot three of lean muscle, the stranger smiled at him. The action exposed enticing dimples in his hard jaw. It was the incongruous sight of this man holding Sunshine's bottle in one hand, and a motorbike helmet in the other, however, that really got to Aaron.The biker put down his helmet, shrugged out of his jacket, and taking the lid of Sunshine's bottle, tipped it to test the temperature of her feed on his wrist. The action exposed the swirling designs of this man's ink, and his biceps flexed as he ran a hand through his straggly brown hair, and then took a step toward Aaron."Hope you don't mind, but I was waiting outside and couldn't help but overhear. As your assistant was busy showing the so called nanny out, I took the liberty of finishing off the baby's bottle. If you hand her over, I'll feed her. The way she's sucking on that fist, she'll erupt any minute now, and knowing babies, we won't be able to hear ourselves think, let alone try and have a conversation, Sir."The unexpected intonation on the title further caught Aaron off guard, and he handed Sunshine over without protest, when the biker stepped so close that his scent invaded Aaron's nostrils. Sunshine, leather, oil, and that unmistakable aroma of virile man that meant most of Aaron's blood shot south, and his dick sat up and took notice. A most unwelcome development, considering where they were, and the fact that this man was currently feeding little Sunshine with a practiced ease that spoke of years of experience."Right, yes, and you are?" he asked. The biker flashed him another quick grin, before he dropped his gaze to Aaron's collarbone and kept it there. The inherently submissive tell meant that Aaron grew hard as nails, and clearing his throat, Aaron sought refuge behind his desk to hide his body's reaction to this man. He gestured to the chair opposite for biker man to sit down, and after another quick glance up the stranger did so."Jordan Carole, and your four o'clock appointment, I believe. At least that's when Kenna said I should come here," he said. "I was waiting my turn when everything seemed to kick off, and pardon me saying, Sir, I'm mighty glad you kicked that sorry excuse of a nanny out of here. Fancy wanting to put a newborn on a feeding schedule, let alone a preemie. The daftest thing I ever did hear."He glanced up again, rewarding Aaron with a glimpse of warm, amber eyes, which crinkled up into laughter lines. This was a man who smiled easily, and despite appearances clearly knew what he was doing, if the contented sucking noises coming from Sunshine were anything to go by."Quite so." Aaron said, and Jordan smiled, put the bottle on the desk, and lifted the baby up to wind her."She doesn't wind easily." His daughter called Aaron a liar, when she immediately gave a huge burp, and Aaron shook his head in amazement."How the hell did you do that? It takes me hours to get her to burp, let alone take a freaking bottle, and then the minute we're finished she wants another one.""Ah, can't tell you that, Sir. Trade secret, see."Jordan Carole winked at him, and then turned his attention back to Sunshine."Like I said I couldn't help but overhear your earlier exchange, and if you're looking for a more holistic approach to bringing up your daughter, than I'm your man, so to speak."Aaron groaned under his breath at the erotic images that immediately assaulted his brain at those innocent enough words, and he picked up the stack of CVs on his desk. Anything to take his mind out of the gutter. Sure enough there on the top, sat the CV of one Carole, Jordan. He'd assumed the applicant was a woman, not one prime specimen of male hunk that reminded Aaron of how long it had been since he'd last had sex. Way before Sunshine's mum Hope had found the first lump, that's for sure. She'd been just eight weeks into her much wanted pregnancy then.Aaron cleared his throat to get rid of the lump of emotion lodged in his throat, and when he looked up it was to find Jordan watching him.
"I'm truly sorry for your loss. Kenna filled me in on the details, and as I'm available right now, she thought I might be the solution you're looking for. As you can see I have plenty of experience, and I would be more than happy to serve you ... I mean your daughter, Sir."
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Thanks so much for having me on your blog with my new release Sunshine and Love. Like all of the MM stories I've written so far this one took me by surprise.
I'd found a yummy man candy pic to share with my reader group the RavDor Chicks. This hunk to be precise.
Source:(https://www.pinterest.com/pin/2437573...)I wondered what hero he might be, and in our ensuing brainstorming session we came up with the following. He was a Dom, struggling with who he was. A single dad in need of a nanny. Oh and wouldn't it be cool if this was a MM...
That's all it took for my muse to sit up, rub her hands in glee, and force my fingers to the keyboard.Sunshine and Love was born, and I had oodles of fun, and also shed a tear or two in the writing of this story. Hopefully, you lovely readers will go through the same emotions.
As an aside, if you've read Under his Boss, you will also recognise a few familiar names, as they make an appearance in this story. J
Now, to quote Jordan... Sunshine and Love is all you need...
Blurb:
He needs a nanny not a submissive...
Aaron Gibson is struggling with his many hats-single dad, business owner, Dom. His desperate search for a suitable nanny for his daughter Sunshine grinds to a halt when Jordan Carole walks into his office.
This inked biker is certainly not your ordinary kind of nanny, but the man's instant rapport with his daughter convinces Aaron that Jordan is perfect for the job. All Aaron has to do is keep his hands off his nanny - simple, right?
Well, it would be if the two men could ignore the combustible, sexual tension between them. Jordan wants nothing more than to be allowed to take care of his new boss and his adorable baby.
If only he could convince the stubborn man that Sunshine and Love is all they need.
Story Excerpt:
Aaron swiped the unwelcome tears off his face and hugged the precious bundle in his arms tighter."Sorry, kiddo, it,s just you, me and Auntie Kenna now." His daughter screwed up her little button nose, as though she was disgusted with that idea, and Aaron laughed."Yeah, I know, not the most appealing process, is it baby girl?""I don't know, that depends on your view point." The deep gravelly voice with the hint of an accent he couldn't place shook Aaron out of his morose thoughts, and he spun round to face the intruder to his office. He was all ready to give him a piece of his mind, but the words stuck to the roof of his mouth, when he took in the new arrival.At least six foot three of lean muscle, the stranger smiled at him. The action exposed enticing dimples in his hard jaw. It was the incongruous sight of this man holding Sunshine's bottle in one hand, and a motorbike helmet in the other, however, that really got to Aaron.The biker put down his helmet, shrugged out of his jacket, and taking the lid of Sunshine's bottle, tipped it to test the temperature of her feed on his wrist. The action exposed the swirling designs of this man's ink, and his biceps flexed as he ran a hand through his straggly brown hair, and then took a step toward Aaron."Hope you don't mind, but I was waiting outside and couldn't help but overhear. As your assistant was busy showing the so called nanny out, I took the liberty of finishing off the baby's bottle. If you hand her over, I'll feed her. The way she's sucking on that fist, she'll erupt any minute now, and knowing babies, we won't be able to hear ourselves think, let alone try and have a conversation, Sir."The unexpected intonation on the title further caught Aaron off guard, and he handed Sunshine over without protest, when the biker stepped so close that his scent invaded Aaron's nostrils. Sunshine, leather, oil, and that unmistakable aroma of virile man that meant most of Aaron's blood shot south, and his dick sat up and took notice. A most unwelcome development, considering where they were, and the fact that this man was currently feeding little Sunshine with a practiced ease that spoke of years of experience."Right, yes, and you are?" he asked. The biker flashed him another quick grin, before he dropped his gaze to Aaron's collarbone and kept it there. The inherently submissive tell meant that Aaron grew hard as nails, and clearing his throat, Aaron sought refuge behind his desk to hide his body's reaction to this man. He gestured to the chair opposite for biker man to sit down, and after another quick glance up the stranger did so."Jordan Carole, and your four o'clock appointment, I believe. At least that's when Kenna said I should come here," he said. "I was waiting my turn when everything seemed to kick off, and pardon me saying, Sir, I'm mighty glad you kicked that sorry excuse of a nanny out of here. Fancy wanting to put a newborn on a feeding schedule, let alone a preemie. The daftest thing I ever did hear."He glanced up again, rewarding Aaron with a glimpse of warm, amber eyes, which crinkled up into laughter lines. This was a man who smiled easily, and despite appearances clearly knew what he was doing, if the contented sucking noises coming from Sunshine were anything to go by."Quite so." Aaron said, and Jordan smiled, put the bottle on the desk, and lifted the baby up to wind her."She doesn't wind easily." His daughter called Aaron a liar, when she immediately gave a huge burp, and Aaron shook his head in amazement."How the hell did you do that? It takes me hours to get her to burp, let alone take a freaking bottle, and then the minute we're finished she wants another one.""Ah, can't tell you that, Sir. Trade secret, see."Jordan Carole winked at him, and then turned his attention back to Sunshine."Like I said I couldn't help but overhear your earlier exchange, and if you're looking for a more holistic approach to bringing up your daughter, than I'm your man, so to speak."Aaron groaned under his breath at the erotic images that immediately assaulted his brain at those innocent enough words, and he picked up the stack of CVs on his desk. Anything to take his mind out of the gutter. Sure enough there on the top, sat the CV of one Carole, Jordan. He'd assumed the applicant was a woman, not one prime specimen of male hunk that reminded Aaron of how long it had been since he'd last had sex. Way before Sunshine's mum Hope had found the first lump, that's for sure. She'd been just eight weeks into her much wanted pregnancy then.Aaron cleared his throat to get rid of the lump of emotion lodged in his throat, and when he looked up it was to find Jordan watching him.
"I'm truly sorry for your loss. Kenna filled me in on the details, and as I'm available right now, she thought I might be the solution you're looking for. As you can see I have plenty of experience, and I would be more than happy to serve you ... I mean your daughter, Sir."
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