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November 17, 2014
Author Spotlight – Kelsie Belle
I’ve got the delightful Kelsie Belle on my blog today talking about the newest installment of her series, The White Witch’s Legacy: Eryn.
Click here to buy this scorchingly sexy book
Eryn Lancaster is grieving the loss of the only family she’s ever known, her grandmother Clarisse. She wants to sell their little business and move away from the village she has lived in all her life, in order to get over the pain of loss. Then a gorgeous business man walks into her little bookstore-cafe with an offer to purchase and turns her whole world upside down. But Eryn is in for the shock of her life when she finds out who she really is and just why Asher Valentino sought her out.
Ash is on a mission to help his brother’s girlfriend, Raven, find her long lost sister, in order to defeat an evil sorcerer. But when he finally finds the enchanting beauty called Eryn Lancaster, the mission becomes the last thing on his mind. He wants her and he plans to have her by any means necessary. He plays a dangerous game of deceit by omission that almost gets him the prize he desires most, Eryn’s body. But he soon learns that lies and lust could cost him the prize that he needs the most, her love.
Excerpts:
Eryn knew it was rude to stare, but she couldn’t help herself. God knew it was very rare that such a fine specimen of manhood even passed by the threshold of this antiquated store.
Of their own will, her eyes traveled down from his face to peruse the rest of him, and she was not disappointed in the least. He was tall, at least a good foot or so taller than her petite frame, with lean muscles that spoke of strength without unnecessary bulk. She could only imagine how absolutely fantastic he would look without the black button-down shirt he was wearing. The long sleeves were cuffed to his elbows, the fabric stretching across his chest, and she imagined that, if removed, it would reveal sinuous muscles and not an ounce of spare fat on his frame.
“Hello?” the stranger said. His smooth as silk, raspy voice broke into Eryn’s reverie and snapped her back to reality. That’s when she realized that he was staring at her so intently that his gorgeous eyes were literally smoldering. Heat suffused her face in an instant, the fire in his eyes sparking a yearning within her that was totally unexpected. She blinked rapidly in a bid to pull herself together, and hoped to God there wasn’t actually drool oozing out of the side of her mouth.
“Oh! Um, yes, hello,” she stuttered in a rushed, breathy voice that made her blush as she heard it. She cleared her throat and tried again. “Please forgive my rudeness. You must be the gentleman that’s interested in purchasing the store, right?”
There was a slight pause and Eryn noticed a flicker of confusion cross his face, but it disappeared so quickly that she couldn’t really be sure. “Ah…yeah, that’s right! I came to take a look around,” he replied, almost as if he’d forgotten why he was here. That struck Eryn as odd, but she didn’t dwell on it, although it would be too bad if such a gorgeous man wasn’t altogether right in the head. She almost chuckled at that thought.
“Well then, right this way, please,” she told him, stepping aside to allow him to enter the small store.
He stepped across the threshold, his steps faltering almost imperceptibly as he did so. He quickly regained his equilibrium, though, making her wonder again if she was imagining things. He walked confidently into the cluttered room so she could close the door behind them. She watched closely as he shoved his hands into his pockets and looked around the room several times before turning back to her.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t introduce myself. I’m Asher Valentino,” he said with a devastatingly disarming smile.
He withdrew one slender yet strong hand from his pocket and leaned over to offer it to her. Eryn licked her unexpectedly parched lips before reaching out to accept his gesture. The moment he enclosed her small hand in his firm grip, heat shot up her arm and her whole body began to tingle with a sensation she’d never felt before in her life. Every nerve ending seemed to come alive, the hairs on her neck prickled, and her eyes flared with an awareness that was almost tangible. Utterly unnerved by the strange occurrence, she quickly pulled her hand out of his hold, offering a feeble, apologetic smile for any offense he might take to her response.
“Um, it’s a pleasure to meet you, Mr. Valentino,” she told him, then had to clear her throat when she realized how husky she sounded.
His smile remained in place, but his eyes narrowed slightly as he continued to study her. “Oh no, Ms. Winthrop, the pleasure is definitely all mine. I must admit, though, you aren’t who I was expecting when I saw the name Clarisse Winthrop.”
Eryn froze for a second at the mention of her grandmother. It was still surreal to think of her in the past tense, but she took a deep breath and pasted as bright a smile as she could muster onto her lips. “That’s probably because my name isn’t Clarisse Winthrop. I’m Eryn Lancaster. Clarisse was my grandmother. This place belonged to her before she passed on.”
The minuscule widening of his eyes was the only indication that he was surprised by the information she had just shared. Then his face took on a look of genuine sympathy, compassion shining in the depth of his lovely eyes. “Well, Ms. Lancaster, please forgive my assumption. And I’m very sorry for your loss. Were you two very close?” he asked.
She should probably have been taken aback by the frank question, but somehow, it didn’t strike her as the least bit odd. Her lips curled in a sad smile and she turned away from him, not trusting herself to be strong in the face of the compassion she saw in his eyes. “Yes, actually. She was my only family. I lost my parents a long time ago.” She heaved in a huge breath in an effort to shake off the morose feeling that had enveloped her. “Anyway, Clarisse lived a full, happy life, so mourning for her would be pointless. Why don’t we get on with that tour you came for?”
He gave a rueful smile, acknowledging her wish to change the subject with a brisk nod. “Of course. Lead the way,” he told her.
Adult Excerpt:
Instantly, his hands found her drenched pussy and began to caress her. Then he was leaning down, his head settling between her spread legs and his mouth finding her hot sex. She quivered and moaned as his tongue swiped along the swollen slit of her opening, delving into her as it passed back and forth.
“Lift your blouse and fondle your breasts,” he commanded, easing his mouth off her pussy so he could speak. She quickly did as she was told, pushing her blouse up to expose her generous boobs and taking them into her hands.
“That’s it baby,” he whispered his encouragement. “Squeeze those tits. Make your pussy flood for me.”
She expelled a long, low moan as his mouth returned to her pussy and began the sweet, torturous licking again. She pinched and tweaked her nipples, then rubbed the sensitive tips with her palms. The sensations created by the cool wind wafting across her skin, her smooth palms gliding over her nipples, and Ash’s mouth sucking on her clit were almost unbearable, and soon she was writhing in pleasure on the hard surface of the hood. Her pussy fluttered and pulsed, liquid fire oozing out of the hot hole as Ash’s expert mouth pleasured her sex. She continued to stimulate her breasts with her fingertips, adding to the sensations already overwhelming her nerve endings. Soon Ash was pushing her legs even wider and, sliding his stiffened tongue in and out of her entrance in a maddeningly deep tongue-fucking.
“Damn, Ash! I want more,” she cried, releasing her breasts to thrust her fingers into his hair, not caring two hoots anymore who might hear or see her. “Please, baby, I need your cock.”
He didn’t hesitate to grant her wish, pulling back to gently drag her off the car by her legs as soon as he heard her desperate plea. “Turn around and bend over,” he told her, unsnapping his jeans as he waited for her to obey his command.
Her skirt still bunched up around her waist, she bent forward until the tips of her breasts touched the cool metal of the car. She gasped when she felt Ash spreading her legs wider to accommodate him between them and then his heavy cock was at her entrance, pressing forward to ease inside her body. She groaned as he slid into her slickness, his shaft stretching her pussy, causing a twinge of discomfort to the still-slightly-sore tissues.
“Oh God, yes!” she cried, loving the feeling of being stretched to capacity, completely filled with his massive cock.
“Feels good, huh?” he asked, his voice a breathless groan, as if he was barely hanging onto his control. “So goddamn good!”
Buy Links: http://www.bookstrand.com/the-white-witchs-legacy-2-eryn
Want to start from the top? Here’s a peek at Book 1
The White Witch’s Legacy 1: Raven
Blurb
[Siren Allure: Erotic Fantasy/Paranormal Romance, shape-shifters, witches, daemons, bondage, spanking, HEA]
When Xander Kane meets a delectable exotic dancer in a bar, he is instantly drawn to her striking beauty. He knows he has to have her, but when he finally convinces her to let him take her home, she disappears without a trace after they share an electrifying night together. He never thought he would see her again, but when fate takes her right back to his doorstep he is intent on making her pay for running out on him like she did. But Raven is not what she seems, and the secrets she hides, coupled with his own dark skeletons, threatens to destroy any hope that Xander harbored for them.
Raven embarks on a perilous journey to protect her mother’s legacy and finds herself fighting for her life at every turn. When she meets Xander Kane, he is everything she wants in a man and everything she cannot afford to let herself have right now. Will they be able to overcome the obstacles that confront them at every turn and find their way to love?
A Siren Erotic Romance
Buy Links: http://www.bookstrand.com/the-white-witchs-legacy-1-raven
http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/the-white-witchs-legacy-1-kelsie-belle/1120399835?ean=9781632582102
About Kelsie Belle
Kelsie Belle wears many hats – wife, mother and teacher are just a few but the erotic romance writer hat is by far her favorite. Kelsie is wildly gregarious by nature. She considers herself ‘forever 21’ and enjoys reading contemporary romance, Science fiction and fantasy, listening to music and dancing like there’s no tomorrow. A caffeine addict that lives life from one coffee mug to the next, she’s always on the go, ready and waiting for the next adventure.
She has been a storyteller for as long as she can remember, her characters live inside her overactive mind and a thousand stories come to life in her head every day. This novel is the first in her three book paranormal series The White Witch’s Legacy. It promises to be an exciting trip into her wild imagination and she hopes her readers will enjoy the experience of taking a ride outside the ordinary with her.
Contact Kelsie here:
Twitter: @mskelsiebelle
Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/kelsiebelleplaying
Website: http://kelsiebelle.wordpress.com
Email: kelsie.belle@yahoo.com
Author Pages: http://www.amazon.com/Kelsie-Belle/e/B00JTLUEAW/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1409005664&sr=1-2-ent
http://www.bookstrand.com/kelsie-belle
November 14, 2014
In Full Bloom – COVER REVEAL!
So.. I thought I’d share this with you guys first.. Ya know, a couple thousand of my closest friends *winky face*
I got the cover for my latest contracted work, In Full Bloom. I’ve gotta say, Harris Channing (the goddess of covers) really outdid herself this time! Without further adieu:
Sexy, yes?
November 11, 2014
Author Spotlight – Serena Akeroyd
Let me give a warm welcome to my guest, Serena Akeroyd. She’s here to talk about her new release, Menage Material.
Let’s read the blurb, shall we?
Realizing there’s a third person in her marriage, Devvy Jacques is stunned. Discovering her husband’s lover is a man, she’s horrified. Learning that man is Alexei Ivanov, the internationally renowned scientist behind the cure for cancer, she’s… Horny?
Being part of a ménage wasn’t in any of her fairy tales as a kid, but the more she’s with hubby, Sebastien, and new lover, Alexei, the more she realizes it’s a dream come true.
Around them, between them, under or above them, Devvy flourishes, becoming the woman she was meant to be before life did a number on her.
With the ménage flourishing, and love growing every day, it takes a twisted blackmailer to derail it all. Raking up past secrets Alex wants to remain hidden, and exposing their unusual household to the world’s eye, the trio face enough challenges to unravel apart.
Will life work its mischief or will they still have what it takes to be perfect Ménage Material?
Hmm. I think it might be time for a teaser.
Are you intrigued? I know I am. Let’s get to know a bit more about Alexei
1) Name?
Alexei Ivanov
2) Occupation?
Cancer Researcher
3) Describe yourself to the readers.
Long, lean, lanky. The three L’s. I’m not exactly Robert Redford, but I’m blond, and my lovers seem to find me attractive. I’d probably look better if I didn’t spend all day in my lab. Like that’s ever going to happen!
4) Tell me about a day in the life?
It’s hard to say, really. My days vary, but at the same time, I always tend to do the same things. I spend a good six hours in my lab. Either researching an new element that has cropped up in my work, checking an experiment, trying to come up with a new formula for something or other…
I’ve managed to find a way to stop certain cancers in its tracks, but I don’t think I’ll rest until I can stop cancer from taking anyone’s loved ones away from them.
5) If you were trapped on a desert island and could take only 5 items (other than clothes) what would they be?
You see, my brain just doesn’t understand these types of questions. I’m too much a Type A personality, but I’ll give it a go.
I could take my microscope, but I wouldn’t have the electricity to power it… How about I settle for being stuck on an island, if I can pull a Swiss Family Robinson? I loved that film as a kid, and always wanted a treehouse. Not exactly possible in the center of Paris.
Plus, I’d definitely need Devvy and Sebastien, my partners.
6) Give me your list of favorites:
Food? I have a fondness for Vietnamese cuisine.
Music? Opera. I find it rather soothing.
Hobby? All X-Rated unfortunately. With two lovers, I’m sure you can guess my favorite activity with them.
Color? Red.
7) If you’re looking, what qualities would you look for in a mate? If you’re not, humor me anyway. :-D
I’m very lucky, because I’ve found my mates, however, neither of them really have the qualities I’d have been looking for.
Devvy can be devious, curious, and a pain in the ass. However, she loves with all her heart, cares about me, and wants what is best for me.
Sebastien also looks out for me, is so generous with the short amount of time he has, and is one of the kindest men I’ve ever met.
I’ll easily admit that I don’t deserve them. I’m far too selfish. Honest, though. To the bones.
This is then followed with a blurb, excerpt and cover. :)
Ménage Material Blurb:
Realizing there’s a third person in her marriage, Devvy Jacques is stunned. Discovering her husband’s lover is a man, she’s horrified. Learning that man is Alexei Ivanov, the internationally renowned scientist behind the cure for cancer, she’s…
Horny?
Being part of a ménage wasn’t in any of her fairy tales as a kid, but the more she’s with hubby, Sebastien, and new lover, Alexei, the more she realizes it’s a dream come true.
Around them, between them, under or above them, Devvy flourishes, becoming the woman she was meant to be before life did a number on her.
With the ménage flourishing, and love growing every day, it takes a twisted blackmailer to derail it all. Raking up past secrets Alex wants to remain hidden, and exposing their unusual household to the world’s eye, the trio face enough challenges to unravel apart.
Will life work its mischief or will they still have what it takes to be perfect, Ménage Material?
About Serena:
Serena Akeroyd is a romanceaholic. She won’t touch a book unless she knows there’s a happy ever after at the end of it. Pathetic as it may be, because of this addiction, Serena decided to craft her own tales, stories that suit her voracious need for raunchy romance. After all, a love story ain’t a lurve story without a bit of raunch!
A citizen of the world, Serena is a nomad at heart, and her novels enable her to travel the globe and all behind her computer desk. Naturally, she’d prefer the option of a private jet, but still, if wishes were horses, eh?
The author behind the Naughty Nookie series, available on Amazon, Serena has plenty more to offer. Most of them involving threesomes! Watch out for Sci-Fi, paranormal, and historical ménage à trois!
Always feel free to connect with Serena, she’d love to chat with her readers, as well as fellow raunch addicts!
Links:
Website & Blog: http://www.serenaakeroyd.com
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/author/serenaakeroyd
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/SerenaAkeroyd
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/SerenaAkeroyd
1) Name?
Alexei Ivanov
2) Occupation?
Cancer Researcher
3) Describe yourself to the readers.
Long, lean, lanky. The three L’s. I’m not exactly Robert Redford, but I’m blond, and my lovers seem to find me attractive. I’d probably look better if I didn’t spend all day in my lab. Like that’s ever going to happen!
4) Tell me about a day in the life?
It’s hard to say, really. My days vary, but at the same time, I always tend to do the same things. I spend a good six hours in my lab. Either researching an new element that has cropped up in my work, checking an experiment, trying to come up with a new formula for something or other…
I’ve managed to find a way to stop certain cancers in its tracks, but I don’t think I’ll rest until I can stop cancer from taking anyone’s loved ones away from them.
5) If you were trapped on a desert island and could take only 5 items (other than clothes) what would they be?
You see, my brain just doesn’t understand these types of questions. I’m too much a Type A personality, but I’ll give it a go.
I could take my microscope, but I wouldn’t have the electricity to power it… How about I settle for being stuck on an island, if I can pull a Swiss Family Robinson? I loved that film as a kid, and always wanted a treehouse. Not exactly possible in the center of Paris.
Plus, I’d definitely need Devvy and Sebastien, my partners.
6) Give me your list of favorites:
Food? I have a fondness for Vietnamese cuisine.
Music? Opera. I find it rather soothing.
Hobby? All X-Rated unfortunately. With two lovers, I’m sure you can guess my favorite activity with them.
Color? Red.
7) If you’re looking, what qualities would you look for in a mate? If you’re not, humor me anyway. :-D
I’m very lucky, because I’ve found my mates, however, neither of them really have the qualities I’d have been looking for.
Devvy can be devious, curious, and a pain in the ass. However, she loves with all her heart, cares about me, and wants what is best for me.
Sebastien also looks out for me, is so generous with the short amount of time he has, and is one of the kindest men I’ve ever met.
I’ll easily admit that I don’t deserve them. I’m far too selfish. Honest, though. To the bones.
About Serena:
Serena Akeroyd is a romanceaholic. She won’t touch a book unless she knows there’s a happy ever after at the end of it. Pathetic as it may be, because of this addiction, Serena decided to craft her own tales, stories that suit her voracious need for raunchy romance. After all, a love story ain’t a lurve story without a bit of raunch!
A citizen of the world, Serena is a nomad at heart, and her novels enable her to travel the globe and all behind her computer desk. Naturally, she’d prefer the option of a private jet, but still, if wishes were horses, eh?
The author behind the Naughty Nookie series, available on Amazon, Serena has plenty more to offer. Most of them involving threesomes! Watch out for Sci-Fi, paranormal, and historical ménage à trois!
Always feel free to connect with Serena, she’d love to chat with her readers, as well as fellow raunch addicts!
Links:
Website & Blog: http://www.serenaakeroyd.com
Amazon Author Page: http://www.amazon.com/author/serenaakeroyd
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/SerenaAkeroyd
Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/SerenaAkeroyd
November 3, 2014
Author Spotlight – Tina Donahue + Contest!!
I’ve got Tina Donahue with me talking about her latest release, Intimate Details. This sexy menage story follows Shana, a hacker bent on justice and the very sexy owners of an intelligence gathering firm, Mike and Cody. They’ll stop at nothing to have her.. or to protect her.
Check out this excerpt, and the link to her contest below. You could win 3 of her backlist romances!!
Buy Links:
Siren: http://www.bookstrand.com/intimate-details
PRE-ORDER!
AVAILABLE: Tuesday, November 4th
This title is offered at a 10% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, November 11th
Blurb:
As a computer hacker, she demands justice.
As a woman, she craves two powerful and commanding men.
Shana’s been hacking one of Manhattan’s most corrupt executives, making him pay for what he’s done to his victims. Using her skills, she convinces Mike and Cody to hire her at their intelligence-gathering firm, where intimate details help their clients.
Never has Mike met a woman as delicious as Shana. Smart as hell, curvy and assured, she’d be a delightful challenge in bed. Cody’s carnal hunger is equally intense. He and Mike want to know everything about her.
She won’t divulge the secrets of her past. All she can offer is unquenchable desire and her heart.
During weeks of shameless lust and pleasure, Mike and Cody peel away the layers of Shana’s life. The stunning truth changes everything. They’ll do all that they can to keep her safe…and in their arms.
Excerpt:
The doors hissed open.
Shana staggered from him, her mouth still wet from his kiss and Mike’s. She’d mussed his hair. Cody’s tie was askew. Backing out of the elevator, she murmured, “Good night.”
Before either of them could respond, Shana turned to flee. No way could she ever come back here.
“Whoa.” Mike grabbed her wrist as he had in the suite.
The guard at the front desk leaned up in his chair. His beer belly hung over his belt. His expression said the security cameras had shown him what had just gone down in the elevator. “Everything okay, Mr. Russo?”
“Is my driver out there?” Mike asked.
The guard craned his neck to see. “Yes sir, he is.”
“Please tell him we’ll be out in a few minutes.”
“Yes sir.”
The middle-aged man hurried outside. Mike held Shana’s wrist gently but firmly. “Good night?”
His lower lip shone with the moisture she’d left on him. Several locks dangled over his forehead. Unable to help herself, Shana eased them back. “I need to go home.”
Mike’s gaze remained lifted to her smoothing his hair. “Yeah, we get that.” Cody had just joined them. Mike spoke quietly. “You’re taking off after what just happened in the elevator?”
She lowered her hand. “It shouldn’t have.”
Cody frowned, his expression a mixture of confusion and disappointment. “Why not? Clearly, we all enjoyed it. You did, right?”
More than anything Shana could recall. Their strength was thrilling and protective, an amazing combination she longed for but couldn’t risk.
Her throat tightened. Tears threatened.
Suddenly, she felt beyond weary and so alone she rested her head against Cody’s shoulder. Stupid, she knew, but Shana couldn’t help herself.
Cody hesitated a moment, then ran his hand down her hair. Mike played with her fingers.
She fought against smiling and crying. Crap, her emotions were all over the place.
“You okay?” Cody murmured.
Shana nodded then shook her head then nodded once more.
“You’re hungry and tired,” Mike said, speaking softly. “You’re not yourself.”
She laughed, unable to stop. “How can you say that? You don’t know me.”
“We want to,” Cody whispered.
Her belly clenched with worry. What they were asking for wouldn’t work. Shana knew they’d never harm her deliberately. They weren’t that kind of men. However, they were human and eventually they’d hurt her. It was what people did to each other, whether they meant to or not. Best not to get involved. She needed peace. They deserved a better woman than she could ever be.
“We can talk about it in the car,” Mike promised.
Shana eased away from Cody then memorized his and Mike’s features because she couldn’t see either of them again.
“Really, we can,” Cody said.
Smiling sadly, she straightened his tie then patted the knot, drinking him in, loving the gentleness in his expression, his rough good looks.
“What?” he asked, as Mike had earlier.
Shana’s emotions raged, battling with her thoughts. What she knew she had to do.
The guard returned from the outside.
She glanced at him then the glass door swinging closed.
Mike and Cody shifted their weight as though they expected her to bolt.
Shana should have. Leave, she ordered herself. Now.
The guard looked at her curiously.
She turned from him before he could read her expression. Mike and Cody studied her.
Both of them were everything she’d ever wanted in a man, in a friend, and far more than she’d hoped for.
Go.
“Yes,” she said, speaking before she could stop herself. “I enjoyed every second.”
They smiled.
“And I’d like more,” she added, admitting what was in her heart.
Now, they grinned.
“But it’d only be sex,” she said, low enough so the guard wouldn’t hear. “Having a good time. Nothing personal. Ever. You guys couldn’t possibly want that. You deserve more.”
“Wait,” Mike said, again keeping her from leaving. “Who said we’re looking for a commitment for god’s sake. What’s wrong with just being friends?”
“Yeah,” Cody chimed in. “We already know what kind of lattes you like and that you’re into cheesecake brownies. That’s personal. As far as I can see the world didn’t screech to a stop when we found that out.” He glanced around then shook his head. “Nope. It hasn’t.”
Mike leaned close, delivering his wonderful fragrance. “We’ll keep it fun. Promise.”
“Nothing personal,” Cody said. “Strictly surface crap. We’ll talk about work, clients, sports, films, food, books. Stuff like that.”
“Why?” she asked, stirred by what they’d said, frightened as hell too.
Smiling, Mike brushed Shana’s hair from her shoulder and stroked the side of her neck. Her breath caught.
“Because we like you,” he murmured. “That’s what friends do. However, I do have one personal question, and I want an answer.”
Her skin got clammy. She stepped back.
He followed. “Are you in trouble or in some kind of danger? Is that what this is about? If so, let us know, please. We can help.”
Shana stared at him.
“Is someone trying to hurt you?” Cody asked.
She thought about Raptor, the threat he’d presented in the past. What he’d do now if he were lucky enough to find her.
“No,” she lied. “No one’s after me.” She faked a laugh. “Seriously, you guys were really in military intelli—”
Cody interrupted, “We just want to help, all right?”
Sobering, Shana nodded.
“We won’t grill you on anything personal,” he said. “But you can’t ask us anything either.”
“That’s right.” Mike took her hand. “No more hacking into our accounts either, business or otherwise. Remember, our lives are as private as yours is. Come on.”
BIO:
Tina Donahue is an award-winning, bestselling novelist in erotic, paranormal, contemporary and historical romance for Samhain Publishing, Ellora’s Cave, Siren Publishing, and Kensington. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic romances (Adored, Lush Velvet Nights, and Deep, Dark, Delicious) were named finalists in the 2011 EPIC competition. The French review site, Blue Moon reviews, chose her erotic romance Sensual Stranger as their Book of the Year 2010 (erotic category). The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for Lush Velvet Nights, and two of her titles (The Yearning and Deep, Dark, Delicious) received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition (2011 and 2012). Take Me Away and Adored both won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the 2012 Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. She was the editor of an award–winning Midwestern newspaper and worked in Story Direction for a Hollywood production company.
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CONTEST
Win 3 of Tina’s backlist erotic romances from this list:
1. Adored – RWA award-winning; EPIC 2011 Finalist; 4 Stars RT
2. Deep, Dark, Delicious – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Holt Medallion Award of Merit
3. Lush Velvet Nights – EPIC 2011 Finalist; Golden Nib Award
4. In His Arms – SIX 5 Star Reviews; 4 Stars RT
5. Sensual Stranger – 2010 Book of the Year (erotic); 4 Stars RT
6. The Yearning – Top Ten Bestseller
7. Take Me Away – #1 Pick, Miz Love Loves Books
8. Unending Desire – Best Book Rating LASR
9. SiNN – Nominated for Book of the Week LASR
10. Sinfully Wicked – Magnificent – Romancing the Book
11. Claiming Magique – Top Pick – NOR
12. Illicit Desire – Four Stars Romantic Times
13. Come Fill Me – Five Stars – Guilty Pleasures
14. Losing Control – Four and a Half Stars – Sensual Reads
15. Shameless Desire – Four and a Half Stars – The Jeep Diva
16. Illicit Intent – Four and a Half Stars – Sensual Reads
17. Deep Within Me – Four Stars – Romantic Times
October 30, 2014
Author Spotlight – Andrew Jericho
Today I’ve got the fantastic Andrew Jericho on my blog talking about his newest release, Drag Show Games. The first two chapters were originally published on http://manloveauthors.com but if you were just DYING to know how it ended? Well.. here’s your chance. ;)
If this story is entirely new to you, then read the blurb, some very naughty excerpts, and watch the book trailer below. You won’t be disappointed!
[Ménage Amour ManLove: Erotic Alternative Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/M, HEA]
In an entertainment routine called Drag Show, Vince becomes Violet Whispers. Vince is a gay man, who not only craves cross-dressing, but it gives him sexual pleasure to see Violet staring back in a mirror. Even more satisfying is being in the arms of a man while in drag. Derek fulfills those fantasies.
Derek is a dominant man who orchestrates erotic scenarios, or games. The thought of never knowing what Derek has planned keeps Vince in almost constant arousal. So when Derek uses his twin brother, Alec, in one of his scenarios, Vince must come to terms with new romantic feelings for his partner’s brother.
When Alec becomes a part of their lives on a more permanent basis, Vince struggles with acknowledging his love for his partner’s brother. Alec is bold, like Derek, but more soft-spoken. Even though Vince knows Derek wants him to follow his heart, he is afraid of allowing another man into his life.
Note: The first two chapters were originally published as a free short story on ManLoveAuthors.com.
A Siren Erotic Romance
Story:
Reaching into his pocket, Alec fingered his own gift for Vince. His fingertips brushed the velvet box. Alec had bought the symbol of love yesterday afternoon. Once they were alone, he planned to place the ring on Vince’s finger. He removed his hand from the pocket of his slacks and continued to hold his beer, his eyes having never left Vince’s body.
Even though Vince was a gay male, Alec knew he sometimes preferred to be addressed with female pronouns while he was in drag. As Alec stared at his lover mingling with the crowd, he marveled at her unbelievable beauty. Violet Whispers was one damn fine queen.
She was wearing Derek’s gift, a sequined silver cocktail dress. The hem stopped right above her knees. The formfitting number had a spaghetti strap over one shoulder, and a full length sleeve that touched Violet’s wrist on the other arm. Alec surmised Derek must have bought the shoes at the same time, because the silver platforms sparkled in unison with the dress’s fabric each time Violet moved her sexy body. The four-inch heels made Violet’s six-one frame tower over the rest of the guests. Alec loved a queen that fit his personal definition of the word.
Violet hardly ever wore stockings. She didn’t have to. Her toned legs were smooth, silky, and tanned. Alec imagined Vince lying in a tanning bed wearing nothing but a speedo. Vincent, you’re not only a damn fine queen, but a hot gay man. Just like earlier when they were alone, Alec felt himself becoming aroused.
Not only did Violet Whispers’s clothing remain synonymous with her image, but so did her hair and make-up. Violet’s signature brunette wig was teased in gentle waves. Her make-up a sexy palette of violets and ice grays. The only difference was instead of mauve lipstick, Violet’s lips were a dark wine color. Alec presumed the lipstick was meant to match her amethyst jewelry.
Smiling, he once again fingered the ring box in his pocket, containing a masculine gold band with four amethyst stones. His thoughts continued to drift to later that night. He hoped Vince would tell him he was in love with him. Alec had waited twenty years to hear those words. Now, images of Vince responding to his touch drowned out the music.
The club was starting to come alive, as it filled to standing room only. Strobe lights continually flashed, as a live DJ spun the latest dance music. From where Alec sat at the bar, he had a perfect view of the dance floor, which included two above-head platforms. Each one was occupied with a male stripper.
“Hey, darlin’,” Violet spoke, as she approached Alec at the bar.
“I was just about to ask you if you wanted to dance,” Alec replied.
Not giving Violet a chance to reply, Alec reached for his lover’s hands, leading the sexy queen onto the dance floor. Alec pulled her close against his body, as they moved to the rhythm of the music. Their bodies sensually rubbed.
Female pronouns were quickly fading, as Alec felt Violet’s body rubbing against his own. Not only was he able to see the masculinity behind Violet Whispers, but he felt it beneath his hands. Then he made eye contact with his partner. The look he received almost undid him right there on the crowded dance floor.
Reaching for Vince’s hand once more, Alec led him away from the crowd. He had to push them through tightly packed bodies. When a shower of confetti rained down on their heads, Alec felt Vince pull them tightly together once more. Vince’s lips were against his own. The passionate kiss they shared, surrounded by other guests, was Alec’s indication it was time for them to blow off Infinity and find a more private location.
First, he remembered a short conversation he had with Derek right before his brother had left to go to the club. Vince had been upstairs getting dressed. Derek wanted to play another drag show game. Alec had been instructed to bring Vince to the club’s office before the pair left to go home. Smiling, he led Vince down a hall away from the lights and music.
“I thought we were going home,” Vince said.
“Derek wants to see you first,” Alec replied, opening the door to the office.
“Hi, baby,” Derek said, standing up from behind the desk. “I can’t let you go home this aroused. The first time alone with Alec should be slow and sensual, not filled with a blinding need for release.”
Smiling again, Alec recalled the details of the game Derek had shared with him. Alec shut and locked the door. Derek immediately walked to the light switch and flicked it off. The room was pitch-black.
“Derek,” Vince moaned.
“I’m right here, baby,” Derek replied.
Adult:
Alec was behind Vince’s body, pressing himself against his partner’s back. Derek was standing in front of Vince. He listened to the soft sounds of his brother kissing their husband.
“We both love you, Vince,” Derek said. “Alec and I want you to open up. Surrender your heart. Baby, I don’t want you to think about who’s touching you. I just want you to feel the love in the two pairs of hands cooling your arousal. Shh…don’t say a word.”
Alec imagined Derek had placed a finger on Vince’s mouth, because the rest of the game was beginning to unfold. Then all went quiet, as Alec silently traded places with his brother. Vince was oblivious to the change, and would not know whose hands were touching different parts of his body.
When Vince whimpered, Alec dropped to his knees, pulling up the cocktail dress. He shoved the fabric around his lover’s waist. In the dark, he pulled Vince’s spandex shorts away from his body. He removed what felt like a lacy thong, as Vince’s cock came untucked. He heard another moan, as he took the length of his partner’s shaft into his mouth.
Alec heard Derek’s voice, barely above a whisper. The intent was to disguise the sound so Vince could not recognize him. “I’ve got my fingers buried deep inside your ass.”
“Please let me know which one of you is sucking me. Damn, it feels so good! God, it feels so damn, good!”
Alec wrapped his hands around Vince’s body, caressing his lover’s buttocks. He felt Vince’s flesh being pulled apart by his brother’s hands.
Derek was whispering again. “Now I’m going to find your sweet spot, Violet Whispers. Hmm…are you going to tell me where I can find it?”
“Fuck! Fuck! God, your fingers feel so good…and the lips wrapped around my cock!” Vince spoke, as his words faded to a sensual groan.
Vince’s hands on the back of Alec’s neck were pulling him deeper. He let the heat of his mouth envelope the swollen flesh, as he felt the entire shaft pulsating. Vince was close, real close. Alec picked up the pace, sucking firmly from base to tip, licking the pre-cum that continued to form on Vince’s cockhead. The taste was salty and sweet. Vince’s dick was buried so deep inside his mouth the tip was rubbing against the back of his throat.
“Such a beautiful and naughty queen,” Derek whispered. “Letting two brothers take you like this.”
“My prostate,” Vince moaned. “Oh, god, don’t stop! Hell, please don’t stop!”
“We love you, Violet,” Derek spoke in the same hushed tone.
“Yes, Violet, we do,” Alec whispered, taking Vince’s cock from his mouth for just a split second.
The game was meant for Vince, but Alec knew both he and Derek were just as aroused. He heard the excitement in all three of their voices. Alec’s cock was rock hard, straining against the boxers inside his slacks.
“Brother, let’s finish him,” Derek said.
“Shit,” Vince cried, “so many fucking fingers inside me!”
“Four, and you’re still fucking tight!” Derek replied.
Alec felt Vince’s body beginning to tremble. He cupped his lover’s buttocks tighter, kneading the flesh beneath his fingertips. Vince’s semen was now coating the inside of his mouth. Alec felt the motions of Derek pumping his fingers inside their husband, as the action continued to push Vince deeper into his mouth.
Vince was whimpering, still trembling in their arms. Alec got up and cradled him against his chest, while Derek wrapped his arms around Vince’s back.
“Please tell me,” Vince pleaded. “I want to know.”
“No,” Alec whispered. “Fuck! I’m going to break the rules.”
Derek had said neither one of them should seek release. Alec hoped his brother wouldn’t mind he was unbuckling his pants. His cock ached. He was past aroused, and knew he could not wait until he got Vince home.
“Break the rules, brother,” Derek whispered, “because I am. Are you going first?”
“Yeah,” Alec replied.
Alec let his slacks fall to his ankles. Then he turned Vince’s body around. Now his partner’s buttocks were pressed against his dick. He sank his swollen cock into Vince’s ass. The cavity was warm and slick from his brother’s fingers. Vince’s body was bent slightly forward, no doubt leaning against Derek for support. After a few thrusts of his hips, sending his dick as far up into Vince as humanly possible, Alec felt the rush of semen leaving his cockhead. The juice bathed his lover’s internal flesh.
“I love you,” Alec whispered. “I love you so much, Vince.”
“I love you, too,” Vince replied. “I love both of you…with all my heart.”
Alec quickly pulled out, allowing Derek to turn their husband around. He supported Vince’s body, as his brother now made love to their partner.
“I love you, too,” Vince spoke again. “So damn much. Please, tell me who’s inside my ass.”
“We’re both here,” Alec spoke softly. “That’s all that matters. Trust us, Vince.”
“So tight,” Derek murmured.
While Alec continued to support Vince’s body against his own, he could feel the gentle rocking motions of his brother’s lovemaking. Damn, if that ‘blinding need for release’ Derek had mentioned wasn’t turning to a tenderness overtaking Alec’s heart. He pressed his lips against Vince’s mouth.
“I love you,” Alec whispered. “I’ve always loved you.”
“Alec,” Vince moaned.
“Yeah, Vincent, it’s me.”
“What about the game?” Vince asked.
“Baby, don’t worry about the game,” Derek said. “We’ve almost accomplished what you need.”
“Derek, you feel good inside me. I’m so in love with you. Fuck me! Fuck me hard!”
***
October 20, 2014
Updates, News, and My Inability to Focus
The contracts for In Full Bloom are all signed and now I’m waiting for my first round of edits. I’ve been outlining When You Were Mine (Second Chances 2) and have finally managed to get words on the page. 2300 measly words, but hey. I think they’re good ones.
It’s not that I don’t want to write the book. My focus has been total crap over the past couple of weeks. I’m getting ready to move to the great white north in a few weeks so I’ll be sitting there.. then I’ll think, BUT WHAT ABOUT THIS SMALL OBSCURE DETAIL.. Then I will obsess online until I have answers. Between this, and le day job, I’m kind of spent.
On that note, I’m going to stop being all whiny and get my butt in gear. 2k words tonight or die trying. Okay, not literally die, but.. I’m gonna try. So hard. ;)
October 9, 2014
Author Spotlight – Taylor Brooks
I’ve got the fantastic Taylor Brooks on my blog today, talking about her new release, Forbidden Fruit [Z Pac Alpha Shifters 3]. This unbelievably hot M/M novel is still available at 10% off if you purchase by Midnight CST on October 13, 2014. Don’t miss out!
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Rourke Falco is single, lonely, and has no desire to even look for a mate. When his restlessness starts to take hold of him, he takes time away from the territory he works and live in. His hopes are that he may find some peace in the nearby blissful Unicyn Forest.
Ty Neston is a loner. When he becomes stricken with a problem that feels so good it is nearly painful, he escapes into the forest within the Sergin Valley.
Whether by luck or fate, Ty and Rourke cross paths with one another more than once. Ty is unable to deny his attraction for the Rourke and makes his move. Their uniting might have been fleeting if it hadn’t been for a fruit that Ty had brought along the way.
Unrelenting passions and unmistakable lust set the stage for these two as they test the boundaries of species while exploring the depth of their connection.
Need an excerpt or two to convince you? :)
STORY EXCERPT
“Hello?” he called out, certain he heard something.
When he didn’t hear a response, he repeated his call. “Hello? Is anyone there?”
Again he didn’t hear a response. He waited for a moment, wondering if the noise would come again. When nothing came he wrote it off to the sounds of Zarantaria and continued on his path.
He was really looking forward to these few days off from work. He’d been working double time the past two weeks while Callen had taken some time off as well. The butcher shop he took over from his father had been busier than usual in these past several months and if things didn’t steady themselves soon he was going to have to find additional help to run things. Neither he, nor Callen, could keep up with the pace they’d been running lately. The extra business was great. That part of it he couldn’t complain over. It was the extra hours, lack of sleep, and complete nonexistent social life that bothered him the most.
Actually if he was going to be completely honest with himself, it wasn’t the social life he lacked, nor needed. It was the physical contact, or lack thereof. It had nearly a year since he had been with another Spartician. He’d stopped counting the weeks and months once they’d gone into double digits.
At first he had assumed he was just going through a rough patch. He’d had a few mates in the past, ones that he would get together with occasionally. After a while he’d grown bored with them though and just stopped reaching out to them altogether. One of them still appeared to be available, but a couple of the others had seemed to settle down with one another. He had been sad that they’d moved on for only a few minutes when he realized that he wasn’t really upset about it at all. In fact, he was happy for them. They were great guys.
It was always expected—whether it be from tradition or just the way of their lives—that eventually they were to all settle down with just one Spartician. The choice of male of female was always theirs. Free will was important when choosing a mate, and while most always chose to be with a male, there were those few who chose the women of Zarantaria. Those were the exceptional men, the ones who allowed their kind to keep going on.
He’d always found it to be a cruel twist of fate that a majority of the men on Zarantaria preferred men, yet it was only with a female that they could reproduce children.
His father had been one of the latter. Choosing to spend his life with their mother had guaranteed his and his brother’s existence. His father had genuinely loved his mother. Unlike some of the men of Zarantaria who chose women for selfless reasons, his father’s had been completely selfish. Not a day went by that he didn’t cherish every moment he’d had with their mother. He saw the same thankfulness in Tarek’s eyes every time he looked at Micah as well.
His brother’s relationship with Micah intrigued him. It was nice seeing them happy together. And he knew that he should be envious for the same type of relationship. For some odd reason, and one he couldn’t quite explain, he wasn’t envious at all. He knew their relationship was strong, and the kind of love that most of the single Zarantarians would hope for, but it just didn’t appeal to him. There was something about spending his whole life with just one Spartician that seemed rather boring to him.
One of the reasons he had never settled down was because he bored so easily. Rourke had always needed adventure and excitement in his life. After so many times with one Spartician, he grew tired of them. Breaking up his physical interludes amongst several allowed him the variety he craved in a relationship.
As he finished taking the final steps from the main road to where it led out into the great wide open again, he heard a noise once again. This time it was distinctive. A footstep had landed on something, which had cracked from the pressure. Maybe it had been glass.
He turned back slowly, expecting to see someone standing there, but to his surprise he saw no one. He didn’t like games and even more so he hated being screwed with, which is exactly what he felt like someone was doing to him just then.
“Who’s there?”
No one answered, not that he was surprised. It just annoyed him all the more. “Look, I know you’re out there so you might as well show yourself. Unless of course you’d like me to call my brother, head of the oathkeepers.”
Even though no one responded, Rourke couldn’t ignore the eerie feeling that was coming over him. He felt as though he was being watched. Every part of his body screamed at him and he was suddenly on high alert. The hairs stood up on the back of his neck as his instincts began to kick in.
A vulnerability surrounded him in that moment and he suddenly felt very exposed standing out there on the desolate road all by himself. Turning back around, he quickened his pace. He may have been completely relaxed only minutes before, but now he was on high alert and couldn’t ignore what his instincts were telling him. Someone was out there. Someone was watching him.
ADULT EXCERPT
Rourke stared out into the woods. Trees blanketed the area around him and made the forest seem darker than it actually was. If someone was lurking out there, he would never see them from where he stood. He was going to have to venture out into that same darkness in order to find whoever was stalking him.
He had just been about to take that first step when goose bumps formed on his body and the eeriest sensation washed over him. Completely frozen, Rourke stood, waiting silently for what he felt was right behind him.
As he opened his mouth to speak, the words were stolen right from him when he felt a warm breath hit the back of his neck. He should have been terrified at that moment. He had no idea who this person was. Yet the heat he felt from that simple gesture gave him a completely different reaction.
Lust.
He could feel it growing in himself just as he sensed it from his silent observer.
Rourke slowly turned, not entirely sure what he expected to see.
When he was completely turned around he saw a man who he didn’t recognize. His hair was thick and black, cut short against his head. When his eyes met the person standing behind him, he was surprised to find that he was a few inches shorter than Rourke.
He looked down at him. With the flickering of the campfire Rourke could tell they were a magnificent blue, the kind that reminded him of the sea on a bright sunny day. Tonight they didn’t appear bright, though. They looked dark and mysterious. They looked tortured.
“Who are you?” he asked.
“Ty.”
“What are you…doing here?” Rourke asked, hesitating as he felt the warm breath of this man hit his bare chest.
“I want you.”
Rourke was taken aback by his response. It was so blatant, and he offered no apology for his blunt reply.
“You…want me?”
Ty leaned in and placed his head closer to the hollow between Rourke’s neck and shoulder. He inhaled deeply and let out a primal grumble.
“Do I know you?” Rourke asked, trying to ignore how turned on he was getting.
“No.”
Whoever this man was, with his short answers and promiscuous behavior, it was obvious that he wasn’t from these parts of Zarantaria. Rourke was certain he would have recognized him if he was. The combination of his hair, olive skin tone and gorgeous blue eyes left the mind whirling with possibilities. This man, the one who calls himself Ty, was not the type who would be easily forgotten. This was the kind of male Zarantarian that Rourke knew he could never forget.
“Where did you come from?” Rourke asked.
Ty shook his head and lifted his hand. He cupped the side of Rourke’s cheek and massaged his thumb across Rourke’s stubbles. “That doesn’t matter.”
“What do you want?”
“I already told you,” Ty answered matter-of-factly and pressed his body into Rourke’s.
When Rourke felt the outline of Ty’s hard cock press against his upper thigh, his own dick swelled with excitement.
He had no idea who this man was. He had no idea where he came from. All he knew was, that no matter how crazy it seemed, he wanted Ty as well. He may regret it in the morning, but right then, in the moment, he was going to take what Ty was offering. He had to. His body begged him to.
Rourke reached down between their bodies and stroked the thickness that was poking at him. A small droplet of pre-cum leaked through Ty’s shorts, enticing Rourke all the more.
He pulled away and slowly rubbed at his own cock. Closing his eyes, he recalled just how long it had been since he’d been with another male.
“Fuck, you are beautiful,” Ty whispered. “Take off your jeans. I want to see you.”
Rourke opened his eyes, slightly embarrassed that he felt so vulnerable to this man. He always considered himself to be in charge whenever he dealt with sex, but at the present moment he felt like putty in Ty’s hands as he began unbuttoning his jeans.
Ty licked his lips and quirked up an eyebrow as he watched Rourke. The hunger Rourke saw in him only intensified his own. He had never minded casual interludes before, in fact he usually welcomed them.
This though, this was different. This man had come out of nowhere. Rourke had no idea who he was, where he had come from, or whether or not he’d ever see him again. For all Rourke knew he could be a figment of his over stressed imagination.
He didn’t care either way. If this man was a damn mirage, Rourke was going to fuck him. He needed this. He wanted this. He wanted him.
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October 8, 2014
Big News and Even BIGGER News!
After a week of checking my email every 10 minutes, I got the email yesterday afternoon. My latest manuscript, In Full Bloom, will officially be released December 2014 or January 2015. (More details on the release date as time goes on.)
Here’s a sneak peek of my main characters in this book. Something close, anyway.
Meet Taryn Michaels and Evan Connolly:
I am exceedingly proud of this one and can’t wait to get started on the next book in the Second Chances series, When You Were Mine… which is why I started it already. Hoping to have that one done by December 1st and submitted. That may be a little dicey though, considering I’M MOVING TO CANADA.
I think that qualifies as my bigger news. Mr. Roth’s company is moving to Toronto, ON. It’s a great opportunity for him, and means that I finally get to move back to somewhere where it rains!!! I bought a pair of winter boots yesterday in celebration.
More details as things start to happen!
October 5, 2014
Author Spotlight – Jacqueline Anne
Today we’re here with the fabulous Jacqueline Anne, talking about her steamy new release, All of You. When she’s not writing, she’s leading a full and exciting life in Northeast Ohio. She loves to bake, create, workout, dance, and read.
She truly believes that everything happens for a reason. Her life can truly attest to that. She works hard, plays hard, and lives life to the fullest each and every day. And she does it all in a pair of 4″ heels.
Now.. on to the book!
Alayna Taylor is a dedicated wife, loving mother, and opened her dream business. A tragic accident overturns her perfect life. Pushing through, she finds strength to move on as a mother and business owner. Then she looks for what she wants as a woman and pursues the man of her erotic dreams, her children’s doctor.
Adam Bryant is a caring, gentle man, the perfect pediatrician. He has dedicated his life to caring for others and always followed the “everything happens for a reason” motto. A text from his patients’ mother has him ringing her doorbell.
Alayna is clear that she is a package deal and protects her heart and kids. Adam discovers a hungry sexual side that only she brings out of him with her strength and seductive ways. He is determined to show Alayna how much he cares about all of her with his thoughtful, mind blowing surprises.
Both Alayna and Adam find themselves wanting a whole lot more.
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“Rise and shine, handsome.” I said ever-so gently. “We have lots of wine to taste today.”
A big smiled appeared on his face and then he slowly opened his eyes. “I want to taste you
first.” He grumbled.
He playfully pushed me off of him and ripped off my clothes. The desire in his eyes made my body quiver with anticipation and excitement. He shoved me down and straddled me around my belly. His cock was so close to my mouth that I wanted to devour him on the spot. He held me down on the bed with my hands above my head. Electric shock ran through my body in response to his sexual assertiveness, my folds getting wetter by the second.
“Well, thank goodness you are a morning person,” I said with a sexy grin.
“Only when I wake up with you.” With a sexy grin, he said, “Hold onto the headboard, baby, and don’t let go.”
Hmmm…this could be exhilarating, but nearly impossible for me not to touch him.
He began at my fingertips, kissing and sucking on each and every one. He overwhelmed my body with his touch. Not just with his fingers, but his mouth, his tongue, his skin. The way he moved all over me, always making sure every possible part of his naked sexiness was touching me. He seemed fascinated with every inch of me as his cock trailed down and around my body with the rest of him.
I began to moan, “Mmmmmm, Adam.” He hadn’t even touched my sex yet and I felt like I was going to explode. Oh God, this man!
He trailed right past my sex that I was certain was glistening in the sunlight. I was so wet and ready for him. I could feel it on my thighs. He continued to my inner thighs, spreading my legs ever so gently, caressing every part of my being. I pulled my knees up so my feet were resting on each side of him. He continued licking me and sucking me. My legs shot straight back down and
I was squeezing the headboard so tightly, the sheer torment of his touch was sending me over the edge. A sensational orgasm filled me as I let out a cry of his name and my legs quivered. Adam was near my ankles and looking up at me, surely watching as my pussy contracted and cum seeped out of me. Still feeling the after-effects, I reached to get him in my arms.
“Not yet. I am not done with you,” he said, pushing my hands away. “I still have another half of you. Roll over.”
“Adam—” As much as this was thrilling, I wanted him inside me now.
“Alayna, I know you enjoyed that. Let me do it again. I want you to taste every inch of you.”
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October 3, 2014
Mix Up Some Romance!
Hi there. In honor of the fantastic Mix Up Some Romance Giveaway (put together by the delightful Hennessee Andrews) one lucky reader can win a Kitchenaid Mixer!!!
So, in light of that, I’m posting my favorite recipe using my own beloved mixer. Ravioli with Smoked Gouda Sauce.
Pasta:
2 cups semolina flour (AP works too)
2 eggs
1 tbsp olive oil
1/2 tbsp salt
Warm water
The filling:
1 16oz. package of fresh mushrooms (baby bellas preferrably) sliced
1 clove garlic minced
Salt to taste
Pepper to taste
1 tbsp butter
1 tbsp olive oil
The Sauce:
1 tbsp butter
1 tbsp flour
1 cup heavy cream
10 oz. Gouda, shredded (smoked if you can find it)
To prepare dough:
I typically do this in a giant bowl because I don’t want to chisel egg crust off my counter, but, totally up to you.
Pour flour into a large bowl, make a well in the center. Dump in 2 eggs, slightly beaten, salt, and the olive oil. Use a fork to combine it all. It should most likely be rather crumbly at this point. Add small portions of water until the dough comes together. It should be somewhat sticky, but not super wet. Wrap in cling wrap and let rest for an hour in the refrigerator.
To make filling:
Combine all ingredients in a pan on the stove and saute until cooked through. Then put into food processor and mince until almost paste like. Set aside to cool.
To turn the dough into magically thin sheets:
Break out your Kitchen-Aid (or you can do this with an old crank style pasta sheeter or even a rolling pin) and attach the pasta sheeter.
Divide the dough into quarters and flatten into the shape of a hershey bar. If it’s thicker, that’s okay.
Dust the sheeter with a little flour so it doesn’t stick, then run the dough through on the thickest setting on the lowest speed. It’s going to be ugly. That’s ok. Fold it and run it through on the same setting again. Notice how it looks less ugly this time?
Drop it down one setting and run through again. Repeat until you’ve made it to the 5th setting. Then proceed to the next step.
To prepare ravioli:
I have one of those old fashion metal dye sets. I just slap the dough on it, put the filling in, brush a little water on the edges so they seal, Slap the cover on, and roll it out. It makes 12 at a time. I got it at a restaurant supply store, but I’m sure kitchen supply stores like Williams Sonoma will be happy to rip you off for one. Put one large pot of water on to boil.
To make sauce:
Combine flour and butter in a med sauce pan. Stir over medium heat until the roux combines. Add 8 oz heavy cream. Whisk to combine. Add shredded gouda. Stir until combined and melty. Season to taste. Remove from heat and set aside.
To boil ravioli:
Boil until they float. Should be 3 minutes-ish. Plate with sauce and sprinkle chopped tomato and thyme over it.
Now, I picked this even though it was a little advanced because I’m a bit of a foodie, just like the characters in my sexy series, Private Relations. Two of the Private Relations ladies run Edible Innovations, a catering firm. Throughout the entire series, someone is always cooking up something good, though. ;)
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