Thursday, July 26, 2012
Do you hear that music? That familiar tune? No? I can't either. I don't have the television on to a station showing the games and I'm not in London. That's okay. I'm taking part in the Smutlympics, sponsored by Mitnik, Victoria Blisse and Smut in the City. How cool is that? Very cool! Here's my sports-themed offering and upcoming release, Still the One. The novella is included in the Switch Anthology and features a NASCAR crew chief. Yeah! And if you comment at the end, there's a GC to Barnes and Noble ($5) in it for you. Who doesn't love shopping for books? So leave your name, email (we can't contact you if you don't leave that email) and the name of your favorite sport, Olympic or otherwise!
Okay so here's the vital stats: Switch Anthology
Genre BDSM/Bondage, Contemporary
Book Length Anthology
Erotic Rating Total-e-burning
eBook Format ePub/HTML/PDF/Mobipocket(prc)
eReaders Supported All current eReaders
Send direct to Kindle? Yes
Cover art by Posh Gosh
'Still The One' by Wendi Zwaduk
She'll be his salvation if he's willing to switch.
Being stressed out sucks, especially when you're in charge of a team. Just ask Eric Trask. The pit crew of the Fifty—Four truck team depends on him. The stress of keeping things running smoothly is wearing Eric down. What's a guy to do to get a little relief?
Janine Walters knows exactly what Eric's up against. She's the public relations face of the team. Pressure is all a part of the job. Her outlet for stress just happens to be wielding a crop.
Can Eric embrace her methods for stress relief or will her suggestion tear their fragile relationship apart?
Reader Advisory: This book contains the use of a crop, spanking, a little bondage, a little pegging, some toys and a woman who knows how to use a strap on to pleasure her man.
Also features stories by:
'Switching Off' by Amy Valenti
'Top or Bottom?' by Desiree Holt
'Mastering Maya' by Lisabet Sarai
'Wagers of Sin' by Elizabeth Coldwell
'Who Compels My Strength' by Lauren Gallagher
Available soon right here!
And now for that execerpt!!
“First, we must come up with a safe word. That’s the point at which all play stops and we go back to that particular activity at a later date, after discussion. I’ll never make you do something I know you can’t handle. The idea is to pleasure you, not punish. Not in the strictest sense.” She handed him a towel. “I want you to think about anything but your job and the team, so your safe word is truck.”
Eric stood and dried himself. She wasn’t going to hurt him more than he wanted. He could live with that. Hell, the idea sent shock waves through his body. His cock twitched beneath the towel. “I understand. And what am I to call you? I assume there’s a special name I use for you during the play.”
“You will call me by my name.” She dragged the gloves back up her arms. “I will refer to you as ‘my Pet’.”
He processed her words. If giving in meant getting a decent night’s sleep after great sex and exploration… Screw his alpha needs. “Then, Janine, I’d like to play. But I have one more question.”
“Where did you get all this? I don’t remember you having a latex outfit in your closet.”
“You’d be amazed at what a girl can find with a free afternoon and good directions.” She wiggled her brows. “I’m glad you approve. Ready?”
She took his hand and led him into the bedroom. A length of silk lay in a coil on the bed. His chest heaved. He’d be blindfolded? God damn, she did mean control. He hated not being able to see everything happening.
“I want you to kneel, right here.” She pointed to a pillow on the floor.
Eric turned away from the bed, dropped to his knees and folded his hands behind his back. He didn’t completely understand why, but went with the action.
“Very good.” She smoothed her hands over his shoulders, then through his hair. Janine tilted his head back and pressed a hard kiss to his lips. Her hair tickled his face as she pushed the kiss farther and tangled her tongue with his.
He held on tight to his wrist. She hadn’t said anything about not touching, but he was enjoying letting her run things. A lot. Tingles shot through his veins and his balls constricted. Just a kiss, but she’d shown him a high he’d never imagined.
Janine broke the connection and stood tall. Her cheeks flushed and her nipples beaded beneath the tight dress. His mouth watered. God, he wanted to taste her.