Friday, August 31, 2012

Five Sentence Friday

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This set of five sentences is from a WIP that's sort of languishing. I should work on it more, but I haven't had the time. What do you think?

“I’m sorry you saw that.” Stephen stopped somewhere behind her. “This got so fucked up so fast.”

Shannon shrugged. “Crap happens.”

Thursday, August 30, 2012

Travel Thursdays...I went on Vacation

I went to Bristol. Yep. You all know my love of racing and my love of trucks. I got to put the both together.

The photos are of the track and it's small, but it's fun to watch the cars/trucks/modifieds beat and bang on the racing surface. I have to say I got some great ideas while I was there. I did a bunch of research and saw some good racing.

Saw some crappy racing, too. Wrecks are fun, but when they are in a long line, many in a row, then it's not so fun. Tony Stewart tossed a helment after he did a synchronized spin with Matt Kenseth. Danica Patrick hit the wall head on. Ty Dillon ran out of gas and Austin Dillon punted more than a couple of cars to take fourth place.

I want to go again. It's exciting to see the cars and trucks glitter under the lights. It was a blast. But now it's back to writing. Seven days in a RV aren't terrible, but they aren't my idea of a blast. I like my house. But I'm home and writing and spinning yarns for my readers. I hope you enjoy them. :-) Back to the bat cave. Enjoy the pictures.

Wednesday, August 29, 2012

WIP Wednesdays

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It's time for the WIPs. What's in the works. Grin.

I got to take a ride on the Clandestine Classics train and did my take on The Phantom of the Opera. Kinky. It's finally in and in line edits so I can talk about it.

I've got another super secret project to complete and since it's ALMOST there, I'm a happy girl. Let's just say there are toys, a flogger, a crop and a sex table involved. Grin.

Until the Night, the follow up to My Immortal has been contracted by Total-E-Bound. Should be out in February-ish. Just in time for Valentine's Day. Gypsy, Kendall, Todd, AND Allan. Yeah, it gets crazy in there!!!

I've still got the same should-be done books in the pile waiting patiently. Unless Flash sends me a plot bunny--which is very possible. Today is Wednesday. Oh well. Back to the bat cave. :-)

Tuesday, August 28, 2012

Ten Line Tuesday ~ Love of My Life

Ten lines from my upcoming release in the Smut in the City Anthology, Love of My Life...

“You, so you say.” She notched her chin in the air. “You came back to this city and all the things you said hemmed you in for me. You don’t like traffic, hate seeing all the buildings cluttering the skyline and yet you’re back in town.”

“You don’t believe me?” His voice rumbled down her spine. “Come here.”

“No.” She sidestepped him and allowed herself to breathe. She kept her back to him. If she didn’t see him, she couldn’t fall for him. “I can’t.”


“Yes.” He’d remembered. She studied her reflection in the polished metal. “Gets me every time.”

“Let me take your mind off your problem.”

And yes, I did get the title from listening to that Queen song one too many times. Too emotional. Especially when Brian May sings it after Freddie passed. RIP Freddie.

Monday, August 27, 2012

Sugar Walls and Mysti Holiday

It's time for a book blast. What's a book blast? Well, it's where a book showcases on more than one site. Today the blast features Mysti Holiday's Sugar Walls. Read on to learn more about the book. And make sure you comment! Why? The author will be giving away a $10 Amazon gift card to one random commenter and to one random host at the conclusion of the tour. So I'm commenting!

Follow the tour here!

Now a little bit about the book!

Sugar Walls by Mysti Holiday

When Emilie is dumped by her boyfriend, best friend Jack Voss offers a shoulder and a place to live--the other side of his duplex. He’s always there, fixing her problems, her car, her sink. Emilie doesn’t know what she’d do without him, or with the feelings she’s having for him. His shoulder doesn’t just offer comfort anymore; his touch is a turn-on. Their shared wall is the only thing keeping them from sharing a bedroom—and fanning the flames might risk breaking something that Jack can’t fix.

Here's an excerpt!

A glance back down at the man who was driving her crazy nearly made her moan. He shifted, his ass moved and his thighs flexed as he crawled forward a few inches. The denim of his worn jeans hugged him as tightly as Em dreamed of doing and, before she had time to think about it, she took a step Forward, hands outstretched to snatch hold of the prize. She stopped herself just in time and tucked her hands behind her back to keep from doing something stupid.

“So, Jack?” Her voice was tight with desire and discomfort.

“Hmm?” He peeked at her over one shoulder, a smile in those midnight blue eyes, then quickly returned his attention to the pipe.

“Almost done?” She hoped so, because at this rate, she’d come just from thinking about him.

“Nearly there. Leak’s almost plugged.”

I’ve got a leak you can plug. Her panties soaked with more cream than any one woman should have when she envisioned him plunging into her, filling her pussy with his hard cock. Heat rushed up her neck, and her heart pounded so loudly, surely he could hear it. Dear God. She tried to picture herself in a cold shower to kill some of the heat but cursed again when he joined her there in her mind and slid soapy hands over her damp skin, across her breasts, and down her—

“There.” His voice jolted her out of the hot daydream, and she jumped an inch off the floor. He backed out from the cupboard and turned to smile at her. “All fixed.”

Mysti Holiday is the pseudonym of a very busy SAHM who dreams of warm climes and hot bodies. Most people know she writes, but not what she writes about: sexy men and the wanton women who love them.

She's married to a wonderful man who happily sacrifices himself for research, and she spends most of her days dreaming of interesting and unusual situations in which to place her characters. But most of all, she's a sucker for a happy ending.

Publisher: Website:


Sunday, August 26, 2012

It's a Party and the Gifts Are For You!!!


My post is up today so make sure you read it! Grin. I had a good time writing it. Summer, baby! Click here to get to the post. And click here to check out the rest of the party. Why? Prizes include a $100 GC to Amazon or BN. Now that's cool!

Sunday Snoggin' with a WIP!!

I thought for this week's Sunday Snog, I'd use a kiss from the WIP!! I've been working hard on this story and want to share a piece. Grin.

So here's the snog!!

“Is this a sick Halloween joke? ‘Cause looking at you makes me want you, but I’m not laughing at that trick.” Hot tears dampened her lashes. “Why didn’t you tell me before now? I wouldn’t have scheduled the appointment to have you fixed.”

Nicky kissed away her sadness. “I feared you’d run from me. I care too much to let you go. Despite the fact that you tried to have my nads removed, I’m in love with you.” His hands roved over her body underneath the baggy shirt. She groaned as he nipped her neck. His voice rumbled over her senses, turning them inside out. “And right now, I want to make love to you.”

Edging away from him, she ripped the sweatshirt over her head and tugged the clip from her hair. “Do you want to know my secret?”

His brow crooked again. “You can shift, too?”

Saturday, August 25, 2012

Sexy Cover Saturday ~

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It's time for Sexy Cover Saturday. Now I have been extremely lucky in the cover corner. I have. And this one for my Decadent Publishing book is no exception. I love it. See what you think!

Friday, August 24, 2012

Five Sentence Friday

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This is from the latest WIP:

“I told you not to huff the art materials.” “Shut up. I had to deal with Dennis.” “Ignore him. His tightie whities are two sizes too small.” “You do realize he’s my brother-in-law.” “I’m sorry for your family’s luck.”

Tuesday, August 21, 2012

Ten Line Tuesday ~ Switch

Thought I'd share a bit from my upcoming short from the Switch Anthology coming from Total-E-Bound. Here's ten lines!

“You’re doing well.” She wiggled the panties to the ground, then stepped out of them. “Now for your reward.” With her ass in the air, Janine straddled his thigh and rubbed her nose along the thick vein of his cock. “I wore these heels just for you. Do you like?”

He groaned and arched his hips. “Love them, babe.”

“Good. Are you worried we’ll get caught?” she murmured. “That’s the fun. Will we?” She kissed the base of his prick. “Or won’t we?” To punctuate her last statement, she took him deep into her mouth. She used gentle suction as she withdrew and suckled on him again. Salty semen spilt onto her tongue. “You’re on a hair trigger.”

He clenched his fists tightly until his knuckles whitened. “Been a while.”

Janine pulled back, leaving his cock slick with spit. “Hush.” She swatted his hip. “No talking or coming until I tell you.”

Sunday, August 19, 2012

Sexing Up TV with Virg Nelson

Sex, snark and drama.  Three things that make reality television so very fascinating.  Everyone has their own guilty pleasure. How many have us lost an hour of time—that we won’t ever get back—staring blankly at the absolutely ridiculous antics of regular people made stars by the camera pointed at their real lives?
I have heard others, and wondered myself, how much of the reality on the screen actually translates to real life.  Are they playing it up for the camera?  Probably.  Are the producers snipping out boring bits and encouraging participants to behave badly to improve ratings?  Undoubtedly.  Does that make them less fascinating?
When my daughter and her best friend were enraptured by one of these shows, I found myself fascinated wondering what it would be like to be the woman who, trapped on an island of vipers, searching for love herself, gets voted off the island—so to speak.
Paid well for her services, what kind of social life can she create at home with everyone believing what they saw on the screen rather than the reality?
What if one of those women wanted, if only for one night, the love she searched for and failed to find?
And Mellie was born.  Mellie wanted passion, excitement, someone who wanted her.
And she paid well for the 1Night Stand service to find it.
Looking for Love...
 When she got voted off "Find Your Hubby," a reality tv gameshow, Mellie gave up on finding love.
 In all the wrong places...
Everyone knows that you are more likely to get hit by lightning than find a husband once you’re 40. Using the last of her winnings in a spur of the moment fling, she pays for a matchmaking service that offers you the perfect person-For One Night Only.
Can you buy passion?
When the 'perfect person' they find her is a woman, she first questions their selection service...Then her own desires.

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Sunday Snoggin' with Still the One

The book doesn't release until October, but my part of the Switch Anthology is just what the doctor ordered for the Sunday Snog!!

So here's the snog!!

Switch Anthology
contemp, m/f, anal sex, toys, bdsm
Available here

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.
Snoggin' time!!

“Janine, what are you doing? I wanted to do this to you, not me.” His voice dropped to a whisper. “I please you? Does that mean you think I’m sexy?”

She threaded her arms around his neck, rubbing her groin over his bound hands. “I,” she said between kisses, “am in control of what we do.” She feasted on his lips, licking his bottom lip and swiping her tongue over his teeth. The tastes of mint and cola exploded on her tongue. She ground against him, pleasuring herself against his thick fingers. “And I want to do you right here, right now, sexy man.”

Eric moaned and she backed away. Confusion burned in his eyes and colour filled his cheeks. Instead of giving him the lead, she reached forward and unzipped him. Red dusted his face and the tops of his ears.

“You’re not worried someone will see us?” he asked in a hushed tone.

“I’m not.” She pushed his jeans aside enough to stroke his cock through his boxer briefs. “They can’t see behind the car and, if you keep quiet, we won’t draw attention.” She worked his dick through the opening in his underwear and smeared her thumb through the pre-cum glistening on the tip of his cock. “Right now, you’re in my hands and my control. You will do what I ask of you.”

He stared at her, but didn’t tell her to stop.

“No coming until I tell you.”

Saturday, August 18, 2012

The Cover Faery's been By for Sexy Cover Saturday!

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I love the cover faery. Grin. What do you think? I love it!!

Coming soon, but here's the blurb!

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.

Friday, August 17, 2012

Five Sentence Friday

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It's time for five sentence Friday! So I'm using five sentences from Sunshine of Your Love.

And now for those five sentences!

“Here comes the bride.” He strode into the hallway, stopping at the second door. “The key is in my front pocket.”

“You’re cheesy.” She fumbled in his shirt pocket for the key. “Does that line work on other women?”

“Never used it before.”

Thursday, August 16, 2012

Travel Thursdays - Cleveland and News!

Ever been to Cleveland? The home of Drew Carey's show, the Rock and Roll Hall of Fame, and NASA Glenn. No? Well, you can take a quick trip there in the Smut in the City Anthology. How? Because my story, Love of My Life is in that very anthology. Grin. I'm really excited. Here's the cover:

Like it? I do. Want to know who else is involved?

A long, hard Hammer by Sommer Marsden
A Tale of Two Sisters by Toni Sands
Glory Box by Cassandra Dean
Her Secret Garden by Viva Jones
Lights Out by MA Stacie
Mad fer it in Machester by Victoria Blisse
Love of my Life by Wendi Zwaduk
Neighbours by Harper Bliss
Taking Care of Business by Lexie Bay
Saturday on a Tuesday by Giselle Renarde
The conjuror by Tabitha Rayne
Underground Encounter by Tamsin Flowers
Verona by Geoff Chaucer
Within the Crumbling Walls by Lucy Felthouse

Here's the blurb for mine:

When two souls reunite, anything can happen in the city.

Zoe never forgot her first love. Then again, with Torin fronting one of the biggest rock bands in the world, he’s everywhere. He’s back in the city she loves, but does he want a second chance or just a fling? Better yet, can her heart weather losing him a second time?

Torin Michaels might be a rock star, but he’s not immune to heartache. Zoe’s the one woman he never forgot. Cleveland has always been her town. Can he make amends and make it their city?

Wednesday, August 15, 2012

WIP Wednesday

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WIP time!! Woo hoo! Okay, so what's happening? I'm over my head in edits. Yep. I've had... four in the last two weeks? Sounds about right. One was a quick tweak to make it right for a submission. One was something I should've done in the first place. The other two are hardcore edits. Thankfully one is done and the other is started.

I'd been kicking around what to do with Gypsy for what seemed like forever. You remember, don't you? Yeah, well, she got her story. And it's DONE! Yep. Talk about being covert. I wasn't even trying to. Just got totally swept up in getting it done. And phew! She's getting more than she ever dreamed. Allan and Todd are there and so is Kendall. Yep, its the first MMFM I've ever written. It could be longer and I'd love to make a sequel to it. We'll see. But it's done and in editor's hands. Doesn't mean much, but it's off.

I'm debating taking a free read I wrote, making it longer and self pubbing it. Thoughts? Ideas? I've got cover art lined up. I mean, the story is started. Grin. Is it the way to go or am I totally off my rocker? Thoughts welcome.

Okay, time to go back to the bat cave. I've got a new story that needs working on and a very short deadline. Let me know what you think!

Tuesday, August 14, 2012

Ten Line Tuesday

Thought I'd look for a good ten lines today from the WIP... Good ten lines... I'd like to think they are all good, but that's up to the readers. So... how about this?

Tessa shrugged and unlocked her classroom door. “How’s Lila?”

Hell. She wanted to talk about his ex. Great. “Beats me.” He hadn’t gotten past the whole watching business. He nudged her into the art room where they had a bit more privacy. “How do you know I like to watch?”

“Lila beats you? I’ve got to figure out what brand of concealer you use. I’ve never seen the welts.” Tessa’s eyes widened and her mouth fell open. “I never figured her for a Domme.”

“Smart ass. I have no idea how she is because she left me back in August. She found out I do like to watch and took offense.” He cornered her between two enormous stacks of drawing paper. “Why do I think you know more than you’re letting on?”

Monday, August 13, 2012

Monday Moans ~ Somewhere I Belong

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I goofed up when I posted the Sunday Snog yesterday on Megan's blog, so I'm trying to make this one look good. Snicker. Sometimes you just goof up. Anyway, here's a story about learning from your goof-ups and making the best of it. Grin. Enjoy Somewhere I Belong.

Sullavan Tanner walked away from Jarvis, Ohio, afraid to give his heart to the woman he loved. He lived the rock and roll lifestyle, but never quite made it to the big time. Fifteen years later, he’s back and ready to claim what’s his—if she’ll accept his help.

Marley Lockwood’s done asking for help. The family farm is more than she can handle, but if she can survive a cancer scare, the loss of her parents, the abandonment by her first love, and a messy divorce, she can handle anything.

Until Sully shows up.

Although she’s not interested in rekindling the love affair, she’s not above accepting Sully’s hands on the farm. What’s the worst that could happen? They get the farm out of the red and into the black? That’s her plan. They actually fall in love? The past says it won’t work, so she’s not hedging her bets.

Too bad Sully’s not giving up this time.

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“Marley, being in New York didn’t soothe my soul.”

“I see. It’s not making me change my mind about men, but I see.”

Think, Sul, think. “I’m more afraid of the things I can’t control. You make me so crazy. My thoughts jumble and asshole things come out of my mouth.”

“I’m not looking for love.” Marley shoved her hands into her back pockets. Her breasts arched towards him. “I’m running away at a full sprint.”

“That’s when love finds you, when you aren’t ready.” He traced the neckline of her T-shirt. Sully cupped her breast, flicking his thumb over the beaded tip.

She slapped her hand through the air and backed away. “Save the syrupy stuff for one of your power ballads. I’m sitting this one out.”

“I’ll put in all the schmaltz I can, if the song’s written for you.” He grabbed the waistband of her shorts and tugged her flush against his body. Her mewl turned him inside out.

She stared at his shirt a moment before gazing into his eyes. “Hey, I’m not perfect or beautiful, and I speak my mind, I’m not the kind of woman—”

Sully gave into temptation and dipped down to taste her, silencing further explanation. Marley whimpered, thumping her fists against his chest. After a moment of hesitation, she opened to him, twining their tongues. He wrapped his arms around her body, cradling her, learning her curves.

Sunday, August 12, 2012

Sunday Snoggin' and Tangled Up

It's time for the snog and well, I'm glad I'm getting back into the swing of things. I've been on a vacation for the last couple days. Edits, copy edits, a last minute submission and some other fun. So here's a snog. I'm so glad Victoria Blisse has these. They are a lot of fun! On with the snog!!

Tangled Up
mmf, mf, toys, bdsm, m/f/m
Available At:      Total-E-BoundAll Romance Ebooks         Fictionwise          Amazon   Barnes and Noble

What if the person you want for the rest of your life isn’t one... but two?

Mindy Mayes knew her husband was bisexual from the moment they met. She loved Arran with her whole heart until the day he asked for a separation to be with his partner, Sav. Through the ups and downs of life after the marriage, she, Arran and Sav remained close.

Things are about to change.

Though he walked away, Arran’s never given up on a life with Mindy. He’s in love with Sav and totally committed. But it’s his wedding anniversary. What if they took the threesome created out of friendship and made it into something more?

Maybe the perfect number is three after all.

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of m/m intimacy, bondage—including a wicked hot scene with nipple clips and anal sex. Oh my!

And now for that snog!!

Here goes nothing.

Her insides trembled as she strode up to the front door. As she reached for the brass handle, Arran appeared on the other side of the screen door. “Hiya, sweetheart.”

A cross between a giggle and a snort escaped her throat. Only Arran called her sweetheart and got away with it. When she dragged her gaze from his eyes, she realised the man wasn’t wearing clothes.

The tips of her ears burned and she dropped her voice to a murmur. “You always answer the door in the nude?” The very idea dampened her panties. Her body throbbed. Yes, she wanted to seduce him, but not in front of the rest of the neighbourhood.

“Only when a beautiful woman is on my stoop.” He backed away from the door. “Come in before the neighbours wonder. You remember how nosy Mrs. Parks is? Well, she’s gotten worse.”

“She’s ninety-three and blind as a bat, but I’m sure she gets her jollies out of seeing your piece.” Mindy crossed the threshold and stopped three feet inside the door before closing it.

She rolled her shoulders inside her parka. “You got me here. What is it you planned to do with me?”

“Fuck you senseless, Mrs. Mayes.” Arran’s eyes gleamed.

“Arran.” Her gaze fell to the floor, only to be jerked back to his face when he wrapped his arms around her and unzipped her coat.

“That’s right, sweetheart. Scream my name.” He tilted her back in his embrace and feathered kisses over her cheeks and chin, sending a quiver through her body. “I’m tired of just being friends. Tell me you need me and want me back.”

Losing her footing and shuddering from a case of nervous laughter, Mindy toppled to the floor, bringing Arran down hard on top of her.

“You couldn’t wait, either? Damn, I knew I loved you for a reason.”

Friday, August 10, 2012

Five Sentence Friday~

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Hmm... What do we have... flipping through the WIP... five saucy sentences...

This might work. Yes, I think it will. Enjoy!!!

“No.” Allan massaged his temple, then grabbed his phone. “I’m not in the mood.” He punched the buttons. “Not in the least.”

Thursday, August 9, 2012

I Wanna Rock and Roll All Nite....

Okay, so that's sort of a silly title for the post, but it's about where I went this past weekend.

You guessed it. I went to the place rock built. It did. Really. Why? We wouldn't have a Rock Hall without Rock. Okay, so it's a little controversial because it's not all rock. Some of the acts are country and some are hip hop, but who cares? I don't.

I saw Johnny Cash's tour bus, John Lennon's glasses, Jimi Hendrix's couch and Janis Joplin's Porsche. Saw a huge exhibit on the Grateful Dead and a small one on Rick Nelson.

I wanted to watch the induction movies, but DH wanted to 'keep going'. Shrug. I've seen them, but it's still fun.

Want more info? Want to go? Here's the link!!

Tuesday, August 7, 2012

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Ten line Tuesday ~ Learning How to Bend

Their marriage is about to fall apart, but not if she can help it and he's willing to bend.

Abby Donovan imagined nothing could change her simple life as a librarian. Her loving husband Seth, a mechanic in the Air National Guard, is scheduled to return from a short deployment in Iraq. Before he gets home, a letter arrives. It seems Seth is asking for a divorce. She must decide whether to walk away without a fight or to wait and confront him with the thing he's always dreamed of - a ménage a trois. But all is not as it seems.

Seth Donovan wanted an idyllic life to go along with his career in the military. Then he sees the atrocities of war firsthand. A conversation with a colleague ends up as fodder for the rumour mill and so much more. Seth never wanted a divorce. He wants his wife. Will she accept him despite the rumours and advances from another man? Or can their relationship withstand the turmoil of war?

Available At:Total-E-BoundAll Romance EbooksFictionwiseAmazonBarnes and Noble

Here's those ten lines!

Seth’s gaze zeroed in on the tiny barbell that pierced her right nipple. A steel ring dangled from her left nipple and another decorated her navel. Shock rocketed through his veins and his cock strained against his pants. He liked body jewellery, but assumed she wouldn’t indulge his desire. Just when he thought he had her pegged as predictable and conservative, she threw him a curve ball. He nodded and yanked his shirt off. God, he needed her in his arms. The sight of her piercings was more than enough to make him want to join in, take over, and kick Nate to the kerb.

Seth crossed the short distance to where Abby stood. He wrapped his arms around her midsection and nuzzled her ear from behind. “I can’t let him have all the fun.” She nodded and he caressed her breasts while their lips met in a hungry dance.

Nate moved down between her thighs. “I knew you couldn’t just watch.”

Sunday, August 5, 2012

Victoria Blisse's Fulfill Me!

Fulfill Me by Victoria Blisse

Caitlyn is out to get what she wants and she desperately wants Nick Casey, Star of Dobsons Digs the biggest soap on TV. She will do anything to get into his life but one thing, one person always stops her. His annoying yet handsome PA Mike.

But there is more to Nick and to Mike than she could ever have first imagined. She ends up on a journey from one side of BDSM to the complete opposite and all the time she’s just looking for the man who can make her whole.

Available Here:

Now for a steamy excerpt!!

“Yeah, I’m not enjoying it like I used to, and I have other ways to bolster my income. I’ll let someone a little younger and a lot less long in the tooth take over my place.”

“Wow, now there’s a scoop for the tabloids.” I laugh but Mike stiffens, and I realise it was a silly joke to make.

“I’m sorry, I didn’t mean that. Well it was a joke. I’d never ever—I just wouldn’t.” I trip over the words in my eagerness to make things right.

“No, no you’ve gone too far.” His hand squeezes my arm and his eyes don’t show the same anger as his words. “You’re going to have to be punished for speaking out of turn you impudent wench.”

Ah, now I know what he’s doing and the pit of my stomach is rolling like a machine full of lottery balls.

“I’m so sorry, sir, please don’t punish me. I’ll watch my tongue in future, I promise.”

“You will do wench, but you still need punishing. Stand up.”

I jump up off the sofa like I bounced up on a broken spring.

“Now young lady, follow me.” He stands up and walks me back out into the corridor then across it to a room I’ve not been in before. One of many actually from the length of the corridor and the doors along it. When the door swings open, I can see clearly that it’s a study.

An old wood desk dominates the middle of the room. It’s back faces a massive window which shines as black as Whitby jet filled with the night sky. In one corner of the room is a simple high backed chair with no arms. This is where he chooses to sit down and after shutting the door behind me I stand before him.

“Now only a young, foolish child would speak without thinking, so you’ll receive a childish punishment. Over my knees now young lady.” I hesitate, biting my lip. “NOW!” He barks, making me jump. “Don’t question me young lady, or you’ll not be able to sit down for a fortnight.”

I concede and lower myself awkwardly to his lap, the bottom of my clothed breasts rubbing the outside of his thigh, my pubis pushing gently against the other. He quickly raises my skirt, folding it back over my bottom then he rips down the satin black knickers beneath.

He rubs his hand gently over the curve of my buttocks and I bite my lip, not wanting to moan out in case it enflames him more. I’ve never been spanked before but my cunt is wet and my nipples aching. However I’m not sure how much pain I can take. The idea is pleasurable, but the practicalities of it all make me anxious. I want to enjoy it, it’s obviously something he enjoys; I can feel his erection against my stomach. But I just don’t know how much punishment I’ll be able to take.

Suddenly, the thought is shocked from my mind as his usually soft hand slaps down with stinging harshness. It shocks me but it isn’t too uncomfortable. The next slap creates more heat than sharpness. I gasp and press my pubis forward trying to escape the next slap. It burns and I really start to question how much I can take.

It’s then that he gently caresses my burning rump and I mewl like a contented kitty until he snaps his hand back and slams it against my flesh several times in quick succession making me yelp with the stinging pain.

His fingers skim over my heated flesh then dip between my buttocks, tracing down between my thighs as they fall open for him, dipping into the moisture pooling there and gently teasing my clit.

“Such a horny little slut, enjoying her spanking.” He tuts and slaps my buttocks hard once more. I feel tears testing the corners of my eyes and want to yell out for him stop but I hold it in while the next two slaps fall.

“Stand up, wench.” He commands and I comply, though my legs feel shaky, and my knickers are dangling between my knees, making it decidedly difficult to stand up and keep my balance at the same time. He grabs my arm and drags me; well he never gets far in front of me so it’s more like he’s roughly leading me actually, until we reach the hefty desk. He kisses me and whispers in my ear. “You’re so fucking sexy, damn it.” He presses me down against the cold hard wood until my cheek is lying flat against its shocking coldness and my breasts are pressed down hard against the surface.

“Spread your legs,” he commands and I stretch them as far as I can, which actually isn’t far with the knickers hobbling me. Mike flips up my skirt exposing my still stinging buttocks to the air and his eyes. His soft lips kiss the reddened flesh evoking a gasp at the tenderness in the action. I close my eyes and wait for what will come next. I hear the clink of a belt buckle, and hear him curse as he struggles to undo his zip. I wonder if he’s having problems getting his hard on out. I could feel its stirrings pressing against my stomach when he spanked me, and I know it’s a solid robust thing, not made for bending or getting out of tight places. Getting into them; well that’s a whole different issue. The tell-tale crinkle of a condom packet heightens my anticipation. I know he’s going to fuck me and I can’t wait.

Saturday, August 4, 2012

Sexy Cover Saturday ~ Someone Like You

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She’s the one he wants, he just doesn’t know it yet.

Arran Mayes-Confirmed bachelor. Loves a good bottle of wine, hearty conversation and men. Determined to open his own pizzeria, he’s not looking for love or a woman.

Then he sees her. Can a tomcat playboy settle down in the arms of a good woman?

Mindy Dawson-She’s not interested in relationships or dating after having been through the wringer more times than she can count. Attending college is for a BA...not an "MRS" degree.

Until she sees him. Is she woman enough to tame Arran’s ways? Or will their love affair burn out before it gets started?

Available here!

Friday, August 3, 2012

Five Sentence Friday ~ Sunshine of Your Love

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Available here!

And now for those five sentences.

“Hey.” He cupped her chin. “If I learned nothing else over there, it’s that tomorrow is never guaranteed.” Noel wiped away one of her tears with the pad of his thumb. “I can’t say I’m not sorry she dumped me this way. Things probably wouldn’t have worked out, but I sure as shit wish Sophie had had the balls to tell me herself in person.”

Thursday, August 2, 2012

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Wednesday, August 1, 2012

Flirty Friday!!

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It's time for WIP Wednesday. This used to be a Friday Feature, but after the picture it's on Wednesday. I've noticed either people are pulling ALL the photos they don't have rights to or they are leaving them. as much as possible I've tried to take what I don't have the rights to down. Why? Well, I don't want to get in trouble and I don't want to shortchange my fans. I want to have the blog available if the fans are looking for me. So I did it for you, my readers. Thanks.

So what's coming up for me? Well...

I turned in a submission, no, two, and I'm waiting to hear about them. Hopefully soon. I'd love to have news to share.

A while ago I started a short about a pair of teachers. I was a teacher for a while so it's a labor of love to write their story. I had a lot of things get in the way of getting anywhere with the story. I decided to write for an anthology, I worked on some Megan Slayer titles and I took part in the Clandestine Classics over at Total-E-Bound. So to be able to get back to them is kind of nice. They have a good chemistry and aren't so much they do I/don't I that some of my characters have been. I like it. Hopefully I'll have their bit written so I can share it with you.

Sunshine of Your Love came out Monday. Have you picked up your copy? I hope so. Do tell me what you think. It's up to the readers whether or not I go back and write Louisa's story. She's talking, but it's up to you whether it gets done. Let me know.

I'd like to get back to the world of Crawford. There's a couple of characters there, Summer being one of them, that has talked to me a couple of times, but not much. We'll see.

I'm tempted to go back to Arran, Mindy and Sav, too. They've got more to say and I want to let the chatter away.

Thoughts? I'm listening. Let me know.