Sunday, September 30, 2012

Sunday Snoggin' With One More Night!



It's Snoggin' Time!! This is a fresh off the presses story, One More Night. I love writing about planes and pilots, so this one is particularly good for me. Grin. Enjoy!

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Fear can blind. Will love show the way in the dark? All it takes is one more night...

Three years ago, Jenna ran away from what should have been the best night of her life. Letting her fear and shame get in the way of true happiness has haunted her ever since. It’s time to move on and put the past behind her. A date through the 1Night Stand service is the perfect opportunity to start living life again.

When the love of his life slipped through his fingers, Drake hated to let her go. A near-death accident prevented him from going after her. But after three years of recovery and waiting, he’s ready to take back what’s his, and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep her from running again.

Can Madame Eve work a miracle or will love lose out to pride and fear?


And Now for That Snog!

“Drake?”

Shock spiraled through his veins. “I didn’t hear you. Taking lessons from your cat?” “I took off my shoes.” Jenna inched up beside him and tossed her stilettos onto the floor. “Help me up?”

“You want to be here now?”

“I do. I planned all these things I wanted to say to you when I saw you again and I let my emotions get to me. I’m sorry I got snarky with you.” She flattened her hands on the counter and hopped onto the Formica surface. “There.”

“Nice.”

“I owe you a proper hello.” She rubbed her nose along his. “Hi, Drake. I’ve missed you.” She captured his mouth in a kiss.

Tingles surged down his spine. Heat settled in his belly and a groan bubbled in his throat. He smoothed his hands along her sides. Without breaking the kiss, she leaned closer and licked the seam of his lips. God, he loved when she took the lead. A glimpse of creamy skin caught his attention and he palmed her thigh.

Jenna shifted to the edge of the counter and wrapped her legs around him. Moving in time with her, he wedged one hand between their bodies and massaged circles down her belly to her pussy. His other hand touched the damp silk of her panties. He swallowed her gasp with his mouth. The aroma of her arousal floated through the air. He memorized the way she smelled, like cinnamon and musk.

She broke the kiss first and rested her forehead on his. “You bring out the bad girl in me. I forgot how much I liked it.”

Friday, September 28, 2012

Five Sentence Friday


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Five Sentences from the WIP. Grin. Some time with Mindy and Arran! Enjoy!!

"I'm meeting with Brandon."
Arran whipped around in his seat. "Oh?"
"Don't be so dramatic." Mindy shook her head. "He's a friend."

Thursday, September 27, 2012

BlogFest 2012



It's time for the Blog Fest! I love this time of year because I get to visit so many cool new blogs. Now. You can get involved. How? :-)I'd love it if  you followed me on twitter, facebook, the blog and sign up for my newsletter. Leave your name, email and a comment as well. What do you get for your trouble? Your name entered in the hat for a PDF from my backlist! Yeah! So happy commenting.

And come check out the next five blogs on the list:
Good Choice Reading
Believing is Seeing
Confessions of a Bookaholic
A Dragon's Love
Megan Slayer

Happy Blog Hopping!

Winner will be announced on Monday!

Football Quote of the Week


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This on cracked me up because I very much visualized it a totally different way!

"Took it up the middle for two."

So...that had to hurt or he is REALLY hung. Just sayin'.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Release Blitz for Smut by the Sea!

Smut by the Sea, edited by Lucy Felthouse and Victoria Blisse

Light hearted, sexy fun by the sea is the theme of this erotic anthology, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse.

From the sun soaked bays of Australia to the rainy coastal towns of England, Smut by the Sea has it all. Whatever your interpretation of naughty seaside fun, there’s something nestling between the covers for you. Surfer boys, sea creatures, pirates and the fairground abound in this exciting collection of stories from erotica’s finest authors.



eBook:

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Print:

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Excerpt:

Dodging By Lucy Felthouse

The thrum of anticipation had been rushing through my body ever since we’d set off that morning. By the time we passed the sign welcoming us to Hunstanton and made our way into the long stay car park, I was almost delirious with excitement. The worst part was, I had to hide it from my friends. As far as Sophia and Chloe were concerned, we’d just come for a nice, fun, girly day out at the seaside. They had no idea about my ulterior motive. And I didn’t intend to tell them. Until afterwards, maybe. I didn’t want to risk them ruining my master plan, or trying to talk me out of it.

So far, it seemed like everything was on our side. The traffic had been light, we’d got a parking space with no trouble, and the sun was shining. It was a perfect day, and I had every intention of putting a cherry on top of all that perfection. A very sexy cherry.

Sophia parked the car, then hopped out to go and get a parking ticket. Chloe and I got out too, stretching our limbs after being cooped up in the car for a couple of hours.

“So,” I said, tilting my head back to catch the rays of the sun on my face, “what’s the plan then?”

“I dunno,” Chloe replied. “I’ve never been here before, you have. What do you suggest?”

“Well, there’s the beach, obviously. There are amusement arcades, mini-golf, the Sealife Centre, a few shops, the old village…”

I deliberately didn’t mention the funfair. That was my destination, and I wanted to go alone.

Sophia rejoined us and put the ticket in the windscreen of the car. “Got everything, girls?”

Chloe and I nodded, and she checked for valuables before locking the doors. “So, do we know what we’re doing yet? I guess we’ll be led by you, Abigail, since you’ve been here before. Did you say you’d visited with your parents, or something?”

I moved away from the car and started to walk down towards the seafront, though purposely leading the girls in the opposite direction to the funfair. They followed without question.

I nodded. “Yeah. We used to come here all the time for family holidays when I was younger, but now we mostly come on day trips. We last came a month or so ago. I was just telling Chloe what there is to do. There’s the beach, amusement arcades, mini-golf, the Sealife Centre, a few shops, the old village…”

“Ooh,” Sophia said, doing a little jump, “I love mini-golf! Do you fancy a game of that before it gets too hot, then we’ll go from there?”

Chloe nodded her agreement, and I said, “I’ll take you there, ladies, but I can’t play.”

“Why the hell not?” Sophia asked. “It doesn’t matter if you’re crap. I’m crap at it too, it’s just a laugh.”

“No, it’s got nothing to do with being crap, Soph. I have a bad back and swinging a club around and doing all that bending is just going to make it worse.”

It was a blatant lie of course. There wasn’t a thing wrong with my back, and I was actually a little gutted not to be having a go on the best mini-golf course I’d ever played on, but missing out was a necessary evil if I was to go through with my devious plan. If it came off, then the result would be a great deal more fun than a round of mini-golf, anyway.

*****

Lucy Felthouse: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk

Victoria Blisse: http://www.victoriablisse.co.uk

WIP Wednesdays!


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It's Wednesday, the time of the week I realize I am a total slacker sometimes. I know what I want to write, but there's just not time in the day to do it. I've got characters shouting at me, CPs who want my attention and a pen name that's going gangbusters. I should be happpy - and I am, don't get me wrong - but I really want to get back to Arran and Mindy. I do. Here's to forcing myself to not have 15 irons in the fire and to focus on ONE thing. Grin. :-) I knew I could count on you!

Tuesday, September 25, 2012

Ten Line Tuesday!!


This is an oldie, but a goodie. Okay, it's also a tad rough because it's REALLY old. Like before I realized that POV was a good thing. Hey, everyone has to start somewhere. Grin. Enjoy this early snippet of Absolute Decision. One of these days I might actually finish it.

“Depends on your definition of good and bad,” he whispered and continued his assault on her neck. His kisses increased in intensity and his cock grew with need. The idea of being bad with her turned him on more than ever.

Andie looked up at him with smoky, lust-filled eyes. Yes, she could easily let him be in control. He made her feel absolutely magnificent inside and out.

All the control you need, she mused. You can have it.

A smile curled her lips and she parted them to speak, but was interrupted by the change in song. Her jaw dropped as they both registered her requested tune.

He wanted to invade her open mouth and taste her from the inside out.

Sunday, September 23, 2012

Sunday Snog!


This week's snog is from one of my favorite stories, The Phantom of the Opera! I love this story and want to share this snog with you.

The Classics Exposed…


A chance sighting at the Opera, fated love, and three lives in turmoil.


One man pledges to own her, while another wants her heart. The Opera sets the stage for romance and intrigue. In the catacombs below the building lives a man rife with sorrow and passion. The Phantom. But he’s not content to live alone. He wants to possess the one woman who can set him free.

His Christine.

Viscount Raoul de Chagny doesn’t believe the rumours of a Ghost living below the Opera. He only has eyes for Christine, his childhood friend and first love. Together they embark on a sensual journey of discovery and fiery desire.

But she can only have one man. Will love raise her up or tear their world apart?
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“But…but,” she continued, holding out her two hands to Raoul, or rather giving them to him, as though she had suddenly resolved to make him a present of them, “but if we cannot be married, we can…we can be engaged! Nobody will know but ourselves, Raoul. There have been plenty of secret marriages, why not a secret engagement? We are engaged, dear, for a month! In a month, you will go away, and I can be happy at the thought of that month all my life long!”

She was enchanted with her inspiration. Then she became serious again.

“This,” she said, “is a happiness that will harm no one.”

Raoul jumped at the idea. He bowed to Christine and said, “Mademoiselle, I have the honour to ask for your hand.”

“Why, you have both of them already, my dear betrothed! Oh, Raoul, how happy we shall be! We must play at being engaged all day long.” She pushed him down onto the chair and straddled his lap. “All day.”

He felt the heat in her sex straight through his trousers. “I want to make love to you, my betrothed.”

“And you shall. Just like before, but without the sting of the first time.” She guided his hand beneath her skirts until he touched the soft folds of her cleft. Christine leaned into him and captured his mouth with hers. Her tongue slid over the seam of his lips. A groan began deep in his throat. He was expecting to never have such moments with her again. He inserted his finger into her wet heat.

Christine broke the kiss and whimpered. “Feels very good.” She placed his hand on her breast. “More.”

Friday, September 21, 2012

Five Sentence Friday!!


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Five sentences from my upcoming Decadent release, One More Night. Grin. Enjoy!!

“I owe you a proper hello.” She rubbed her nose along his. “Hi, Drake. I’ve missed you.” She captured his mouth in a kiss.


Releases next week!

Thursday, September 20, 2012

Football Quote of the Week


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I thought for the extent of the season, I'd use my Thursdays for the Football Quote of the Week. Why? Because I can't make this stuff up and I can't believe how dirty football can be. Now, remember, I tend to watch the game with my computer on my lap, so I'm just HEARING this. But still... Here's the quote and it's from the Browns Game:

We couldn't stuff it hard enough in the pocket to make it stick.

Sounds painful. Giggle.

Tuesday, September 18, 2012

Book Blast! Nancy Adams' The Soul Within



Nancy Adams' newest release, The Soul Within is stopping right here for her tour. And you can take part! How? Comment! Nancy will be giving away a $20 Total-e-Boundor Amazon gift card to one random commenter during the tour. Click here or the banner to follow the rest of her tour!. Now on with the post!

The Soul Within by Nancy Adams


Alex’s body is in a coma. His soul, however, is not. Desperate to become whole, he must first convince stubborn beauty Evening Sinclair that he is not dead.

For generations, the Sinclairs have been healers. Using a gentle touch to heal the body and a soothing word to heal the soul, Evening Sinclair is no different. Yet despite her secret abilities, Eve has a somewhat normal existence. She enjoys her small physiotherapy practice, dotes on her eight-year-old daughter and occasionally helps souls get back into their bodies-that is until Alex, with his brooding good looks and glowing eyes, appears in her kitchen.

Alex is desperate to get back into his body-two innocent lives depend on it. His only obstacle is Eve and her stubborn fear. Unfortunately for Eve, Alex is ruthless and just as stubborn. He will do whatever it takes to get what he wants. He will not 'go away' and no matter how much Eve tortures him with her lush body and perfect mouth, he will not change his mind. Eve will merge him, and if it takes him haunting her day and night, she will merge him back with a body-any body.

And an excerpt for your reading pleasure!

“Go. Please,” she implored again. The look on her face caused him to frown. Not because she had recited those words, yet again, to him but because he was actually considering giving her what she wanted and leaving her alone. He wished he could give her that, but he wouldn’t. Besides, he didn’t like it when people lied to him and she was lying. She was capable of putting him back into his body—he read it on her face, in the movement of her hands and body.

The Guardian Project had spent long hours and millions of dollars teaching their soldiers how to read and interrupt body language. After all, if the people he hunted were on his kill list, they’d been good enough to avoid traditional police and military forces and he had to be better in order to stop them.

Deep in his gut he knew there was more—she wasn’t telling him the whole truth. Shit she wasn’t really telling him anything. It didn’t matter—he would not walk away just because Eve was scared. He would not let Miles kill Jillian. She and her baby would live.

He shook his head. “No.”

She closed her eyes and drew a deep breath. “I won’t help you.”

“Yes you will.” He took a step closer to her. “And I’m going to haunt you until you give me what I want.”

“Haunt me.” Her eyes grew wide as a shiver shook her from head to toe.

“Mmm.” He winked. “I’m not leaving your side until you put me back in my body.”

Heavy footsteps echoed on the front porch.

“No,” she whispered, her eyebrows pressed together. “I won’t help you.”

“Yes. You. Will.”

And now a little more about Nancy. Here's here bio and links:



Nancy’s addiction for a good trash novel began in her late-teens when her grandmother gave her a bag of Harlequin Romance books. She was hooked and spent the next few years lurking in the dark corners of used bookstores searching for her next fix. Until, one marriage and two kids later, her own ideas had her jumping up at 3 am (much to her husband’s annoyance) and typing them into her laptop. Beside her husband and children, Nancy has three passions, rearranging furniture, buying bed linens and, of course, writing. Nancy lives in Eastern Ontario with her family and two over sized lap dogs.

Email address: Fancy-nancy@hotmail.com

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/#!/NancyAdams.scribblingseduction

Ten Line Tuesday ~ Play to Him



It's time for ten lines...hmm....I always seem to not know what the heck to post. I've got a short that's in edits right now, Play to Him. How about ten lines from that? Yeah, sounds good. Here you go!

“You’re thinking too much.” He eased up behind her and massaged her temples. She fought the natural urge to moan. “You come alive when we play. The real you takes over and you’re happy.” Sebastian trailed his fingers down her arms to her sides, then freed the zipper on her skirt. The garment fell to the floor in a soft thump. He palmed her bottom. “I want you to be happy.”

She grasped her fingers. He read her so well and got to the core of her issues within moments.

Sebastian removed the bracelet. Something clicked behind her. Blood pounded in her veins. Cuffs. He secured the handcuffs in place, then strolled around her. “This needs to go.” One tug on the ribbon laces and the corset landed at her feet. “Come forward.”

Monday, September 17, 2012

Monday Moans ~ Savin' Me

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Three is their magic number. Now they’ve got to decide if the magic is worth saving.
Razrs Edge packed stadiums, fuelled by the inner turmoil and passion of the three founding members. The lights aren’t as bright and the crowds cheer a little less now that the threesome has parted ways.
It’s time to bring the magic back.
Parkur’s not convinced the split is for good. They were meant to be three. But can he write the music to convince Juniper and Jacoby to give him a second chance? Juniper and Jacoby want the triad intact. Is the love they shared as three enough to erase the destruction in their collective past?
Contains two heroes hell bent on making sweet music with the woman of their dreams, the rediscovery of passion between three people, hot manlove and ménage action, a little spanking, some toy play, and some bondage...oh yes...
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Nominated for Best Menage on Love Romances Cafe!
And now for that Moan!!!

Juniper complied and scurried off his lap. With her hands at her sides, she bowed her head. Jacoby unfolded himself from the chair and crossed the few steps to her position. “I won’t leave you, Ju. You’re mine. Always.” As he kissed her, invading her mouth with his tongue, he nudged her against the wall. He pinched her nipple, eliciting a squeak from deep in her throat. The excited sound sent pinpricks of excitement coursing through his veins. Just one good fucking against the wall to show her he loved and cared for her.

Groaning, Juniper rocked her hips against his thigh. Cream from her pussy slicked his denim-covered crotch. Damn, she wanted him. Jacoby ground into her then reached down between them, rubbing her clit with the pad of his thumb. “Fuck, pet.” Jacoby panted and stroked his cock against her lower belly. “Need you now.”

“Take me.” She wrapped her legs around his waist, granting him access as he lifted her from the floor. “Please fuck me, Sir.”

Releasing her long enough to unzip and withdraw his erection, Jacoby gathered her back into his embrace and slid into her body. The walls of her pussy clenched around him, creating delicious friction. Damn, he’d never last. He built the rhythm in time with her writhing and drove into her slick channel. A melody played in his brain, the same one he heard whenever he made love to her. All he needed to make it perfect was Parkur’s steady drumbeat, his soul with them…

Maybe one day.

“Jac!” Juniper clung to him, her body a mass of shudders.

Jacoby buried his face against her neck and came with one final surge, coating her womb with his seed. “Damn.”

Lowering one leg to the floor, Juniper sagged in his arms. “I love you, Jac.”

“Love you, flower girl.”

Sunday, September 16, 2012

Sunday Snoggin' With One More Night



This week for the snog, I thought I'd feature my novella, One More Night. The book comes out at the end of the month from Decadent Publishing. I love planes and DH is a pilot, so this book was a labor of love. I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it.



One More Night
Decadent Publishing
Contemporary, M/f, Spanking, anal sex, light bdsm
Novella (40 pgs)
Read more here!

Fear can blind. Will love show the way in the dark? All it takes is one more night...

Three years ago, Jenna ran away from what should have been the best night of her life. Letting her fear and shame get in the way of true happiness has haunted her ever since. It’s time to move on and put the past behind her. A date through the 1Night Stand service is the perfect opportunity to start living life again.

When the love of his life slipped through his fingers, Drake hated to let her go. A near-death accident prevented him from going after her. But after three years of recovery and waiting, he’s ready to take back what’s his, and he’ll do whatever it takes to keep her from running again.

Can Madame Eve work a miracle or will love lose out to pride and fear?
And now for that snog!!

“Drake?”

Shock spiraled through his veins. “I didn’t hear you. Taking lessons from your cat?” “I took off my shoes.” Jenna inched up beside him and tossed her stilettos onto the floor. “Help me up?”

“You want to be here now?”

“I do. I planned all these things I wanted to say to you when I saw you again and I let my emotions get to me. I’m sorry I got snarky with you.” She flattened her hands on the counter and hopped onto the Formica surface. “There.”

“Nice.”

“I owe you a proper hello.” She rubbed her nose along his. “Hi, Drake. I’ve missed you.” She captured his mouth in a kiss.

Tingles surged down his spine. Heat settled in his belly and a groan bubbled in his throat. He smoothed his hands along her sides. Without breaking the kiss, she leaned closer and licked the seam of his lips. God, he loved when she took the lead. A glimpse of creamy skin caught his attention and he palmed her thigh.

Jenna shifted to the edge of the counter and wrapped her legs around him. Moving in time with her, he wedged one hand between their bodies and massaged circles down her belly to her pussy. His other hand touched the damp silk of her panties. He swallowed her gasp. The aroma of her arousal floated through the air. He memorized the way she smelled, like cinnamon and musk.

She broke the kiss first and rested her forehead on his. “You bring out the bad girl in me. I forgot how much I liked it.”

If he shoved her panties to the side, she’d let him grope her there in the reception room. He resisted the urge to go too far and moved her dress to repair her modesty. “You’re good at being bad.”

Friday, September 14, 2012

Sexy Cover Saturday ~ My Immortal

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   What’s a girl to do when she finds out the man of her dreams is a 340 year old vampire?
 Run like hell or offer her heart.
Being a vampire hasn’t been easy for Storm Richardson. He’s not programmed to kill or harm, unless he needs to feed. When he meets Stephanie “Stevie” Persing, he knows he’s found his mate. But if he crosses the line between work and play, he risks losing the only person who matters—her.
Stevie’s been in love with Storm since the moment she laid eyes on him. He’s brooding, intense, and her one weakness. But is her heart too steep a price to pay for his love, especially when she discovers his deepest secrets?

   This book contains minimal scenes of rape in a flashback. Includes smokin’ hot sex in a hot tub, a pickup truck, and the shower.
AVAILABLE NOW FROM TOTAL-E-BOUND!

Thursday, September 13, 2012

Five Sentence Friday!!


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Hmm... 5 WIP sentences...

How about this from Arran, Sav and Mindy's story:

"You don't get it, do you?" Mindy tipped her head and her eyes flashed. "I have a life and it doesn't always revolve around you and Sav."

Arran gritted his teeth. "It should."

Wednesday, September 12, 2012

WIP Wednesday


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I haven't had much on the writing front happening lately. Not for a lack of wanting to. Nope. I've wanted to. But I have an alter ego. Megan Slayer. Ever heard of her? Yeah, she's had a lot of super shorts that just keep busting out of her and well, I can't contain them. It's not a bad thing as the super shorts are super hot. So I can't complain.

Another thing is the amount of releases lately. I'm NOT complaining. Trust me. I'm thankful for each and every one of them. Smut in the City just came out. Switch is available for preorder if you’re a Total-E-Bound newsletter subscriber/VIP member. At the end of the month, One More Night, my foray into the 1Night Stand series drops from Decadent. Busy month. If you haven’t stopped over, head to the Cyber Launch Party. Yesterday was the party for Switch. Comment with your email before 10 am EST and you’re eligible to win a pdf from either me or Desiree Holt. How cool is that?

I’m going to work on the story for Arran, Mindy and Sav next. There’s trouble in paradise. I’m kinda excited because Arran and Sav got the girl a little too easily and now they’re going to have to work for her. Grin. Always fun to torture characters.

Okay, time to head back to the bat cave. I’ve got stories that want to be written all of the sudden. Grin.

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Ten Line Tuesday!



Here's ten lines from an upcoming story for Total-E-Bound, entitled, Play to Him. It's got some heat and some swagger, oh and some bondage. Gotta have some hot bondage. :-) Enjoy!

Ooh! He wanted her to honour the contract. She placed her guitar in the holder, then strode across the stage to where he stood. Time to cut loose and have fun. Attempting to hide her excitement, she clasped her hands behind her back and bowed her head.

“Are you ready to play?”

“Yes, Sir.” A rush of adrenaline, much like when she strummed her guitar, rushed through her veins. Her nipples beaded behind the fabric of her corset.

The collar dangled from his fingers. “And you’re willing to wear this and do whatever I ask of you?”

His husky tone radiated up and down her spine. Cream slickened the inside of her thighs from anticipation. “Yes, Sir.”

Monday, September 10, 2012

A Phantom Monday Moan!


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The Phantom of the Opera
Gaston Leroux and Wendi Zwaduk
Total-E-Bound
Novel
historical
m/f, bdsm, spanking, multiple partners
Available here!


The Classics Exposed…

A chance sighting at the Opera, fated love, and three lives in turmoil.


One man pledges to own her, while another wants her heart. The Opera sets the stage for romance and intrigue. In the catacombs below the building lives a man rife with sorrow and passion. The Phantom. But he’s not content to live alone. He wants to possess the one woman who can set him free.

His Christine.

Viscount Raoul de Chagny doesn’t believe the rumours of a Ghost living below the Opera. He only has eyes for Christine, his childhood friend and first love. Together they embark on a sensual journey of discovery and fiery desire.

But she can only have one man. Will love raise her up or tear their world apart?


And now for that Moan!!

Raoul groaned and picked up the pace. He rose up on his hands and planted his knees. Each time he surged into her, a little more colour filled her cheeks and the smile came back. She clawed at his back, her touch burning his skin.

“Yes, love. Mark me and show me who you love.” He quickened his pace. “Show me.”

Christine writhed beneath him. She dug her heels into the small of his back. “My body tingles.” She arched her hips and met him thrust for thrust. “I cannot breathe, but I don’t want to miss any of this.”

She tipped her head back and moaned. Oh, bloody hell. If she continued making noises, he’d have to employ a way to keep her quiet. The servants didn’t need to know what they were doing. Raoul silenced her moans with his kiss. God in heaven, he’d never be able to hold back long enough to place his seed on her belly rather than in it. Every last part of his body went tense. He reared back and pulled his cock from her pussy. He clamped his mouth shut and spilled his sticky offering on her thigh. Ribbons of the pearly liquid decorated the curls covering her pussy. A sheen of sweat glistened on her skin and her breasts heaved. He’d never seen anyone so beautiful in his entire life.

No matter the cost, he had to have her forever. His.

Raoul collapsed beside her and fought to catch his breath. “Did you enjoy what I did? I tried to make our coupling something for you to enjoy. I have so much more I can teach you, if you’ll let me.”

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Sunday Snog with Smut in the City!





My Sunday Snog is from my short in the Smut in the City anthology! Mine's called Love of My Life. Want a copy of Smut? Ger yours at Amazon or ARe.

Now here's my snog!!



“I’m untying you and removing the blindfold, but you’re still in my command.” She turned him around and worked the knot on the silk. “Mine.”

Torin stood still while she removed the blindfold. He blinked. His Adam’s apple bobbed in his throat. “I do belong to you.”

“Help me out of these pesky clothes.”

Torin eased the hem of her shirt up over her head. “May I kiss you?”

“I hope so.” She stared up into his eyes. “I want you to.”

Giving in to his request meant she’d given up more control, but she didn’t care. She preferred to have him run the show. Torin wrapped one arm around her shoulders and the other hand popped the button on her jeans. He licked the seam of her mouth. She opened to him and sucked on his tongue.

Torin broke the kiss first. “Fuck. I can’t wait.” He hooked his fingers into the belt loops of her jeans and tugged both the denim and her panties to the floor. He freed one of her legs from the pants, then placed her on the bed. “Mine.”

“Am I?” She braced herself for his response. “You’ve said it a lot, but I can’t make love to you if you’re not giving me everything. Do you love me?”

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Sexy Cover Saturday!!


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Sultry, smouldering sex in the city is the theme of this erotic anthology, edited by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse.

From the stifling heat of the London Underground to the crumbling walls of Rome’s Colosseum, Smut in the City has it all. Whatever your interpretation of sultry urban sex, there’s something nestling between the covers for you. Lusty couples, horny office workers, hunky bakers and gardeners, tourists and the Mafia are portrayed for your titillation in this exciting collection of stories from erotica’s finest authors.


My story in this group is Love of My Life.

Check it out at ARe and Amazon!

Friday, September 7, 2012

Five Sentence Friday...


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Five Sentences from the WIP... Considering the WIP is still in the notebook... Here's my best go at it. Grin.

Another man. Arran gritted his teeth and stared at the text she'd sent. Going to see Doug and will be home late. No love you or anything. He'd been through the whole break up thing before--but Mindy didn't strike him as the cheating type. Well, shit.

Thursday, September 6, 2012

Thursday Ramble - To Wong Foo

I know I usually do Travel Thursday posts on Thursdays, but sometimes a ramble is in order. I happened to be awake way later than I should've been updating my website. I started to realize this is why people have webmasters. Geesh, there's a lot to do in updating a site! Anyway, I am one of those people who needs noise when I work. Maybe it's because I have concentration issues or because I just like noise...I don't know. Anyway, so I had the television playing and the movie, To Wong Foo, Thanks for everything, Julie Newmar was on Bravo. Or maybe it was Ovation? Either way... it was on the TV. So I started watching it. Where I was at when the movie originally released, people freaked out. A movie about drag queens! I wanted to see it, but never got around to it. I mean, hey, I was still in school when it came out. People in my hometown freaked out. Anyhow, so I'm watching it and loving Patrick Swayze in that combination of Joan Crawford and Olivia de Havilland look. He had the face for it. And honestly, Wesley Snipes worked the dresses well, too. My favorite scene is when Noxeema (Snipes) finds all the cool retro clothes in the store. All the people come out looking like they stepped out of 1966. It's great. I loved the confidence. I got the site updated (but it seems like it never ends and is never totally done) and finished the movie. I'm glad I did. Bobby Ray was something yummy, too. I hope I write something that makes people laugh, cry and think the way Wong Foo did. What did you think of the movie?

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

WIP Wednesday!!


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So what's happening on the WIP front...not much. Okay, that's not totally the truth. I mean, things are happening.

Rhiannon from Savin' Me got her story told. I had no idea she wanted a story and then she started talking. Grin. Love when that happens.

Arran and Mindy have started talking again, too. Apparently, and yes, Toni, this is for you, there's trouble in paradise, but not the trouble one might think. Grin. I won't disclose a lot, but let's just say there's jealousy there. I love torturing my characters.

Summer from Please Remember Me has come back. I had a lot of people asking me about Jude and Drew from When You're With Me and that got Summer talking. I'm excited. Now if Maggie would start talking, I'd be in like Flynn....

Oh well, back to the bat cave!

Tuesday, September 4, 2012

Ten Line Tuesday! From Phantom!



Because Phantom needs no introduction! Grin. Hope you like my take on the classic made hot.

The Phantom of the Opera
Gaston Leroux and Wendi Zwaduk
Total-E-Bound
Novel
historical
m/f, bdsm, spanking, multiple partners
Available here!


The Classics Exposed…

A chance sighting at the Opera, fated love, and three lives in turmoil.


One man pledges to own her, while another wants her heart. The Opera sets the stage for romance and intrigue. In the catacombs below the building lives a man rife with sorrow and passion. The Phantom. But he’s not content to live alone. He wants to possess the one woman who can set him free.

His Christine.

Viscount Raoul de Chagny doesn’t believe the rumours of a Ghost living below the Opera. He only has eyes for Christine, his childhood friend and first love. Together they embark on a sensual journey of discovery and fiery desire.

But she can only have one man. Will love raise her up or tear their world apart?


And now for those ten lines!

"I can’t help but want to ruin you, only to keep you in my arms a bit longer."

The most beautiful shade of red spread across her cheeks and slipped down the column of her neck. She glanced at the door, then shot from her spot on the bed. Christine twisted the lock and pressed herself against the door.

"What kind of indecent thoughts?" she whispered.

"To lash you to my bed with your body bared to me. I want to take you over and over, hearing you cry out my name. To watch you give me pleasure with your submission to me."

"I’m not educated in the way to love a man." Her chest heaved with each breath. "Will you teach me? I want to be yours, if for only a short time. I want you to show me how much you love me. Teach me?"

"Yes, my love." He held out his hand to her. Christine twisted her fingers with his and eased onto his lap. Her eyes widened.

"What are you asking of me?"

Monday, September 3, 2012

Monday Moans ~ Miss Me Baby!


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I love my Ghost Explorers and the subsequent story, Miss Me Baby. The book came out in October. Missed it? Want a taste test? Why not? Grin. Here's a little bit from Miss Me Baby.

Miss Me Baby
Total-E-Bound
Contemporary, Paranormal
M/F, spanking
Novella
Available here Say you’ll haunt me, since I’ll never stop loving you.

Felicity Black never quite understood love. She worked her assets to get what she wanted and didn’t care who got in the way. Until she met John. He saw past her superficial self to the woman inside. Death separated her from John before she could tell him how she truly felt. Now she’s got her chance...just not in the way she expected.

John wanted Felicity to haunt him. She had been the only woman to stir not only his heart but his soul as well. But the woman claiming to be his lost love can’t be her... Felicity was dead. He has to decide whether to trust his gut or walk away from a new start.

Can a second chance at a first impression lead to love or a lifetime of heartbreak?

Reader Advisory: This story contains an out-of-body experience, voyeurism, spanking, rough sex, masturbation, and a chance for love to strike twice.

“You’re wearing too much now, Sweets.”

Felicity snapped her fingers. The thin tank and jeans she’d been wearing disappeared, leaving her in nothing but a thong. “You were saying?”

John yanked her tight against him and raked his nails down her chest. Felicity shivered and leaned into his touch. She moved his palm to her breast.

“Pinch it.”

John rolled her nipple between his index finger and thumb. Felicity moaned and caressed the bulge in his pants. She rolled her hips and shifted her damp pussy over his thigh. “John, fuck me.” She clenched her teeth and tilted her head back. “So good. Harder. Mark me. Fuck.”

Holy hell. If she kept up grinding on him and talking dirty, he’d come in his pants. He glanced around the space they were in. Four walls and a bed. Perfect…if he had any idea where the room was located. He mentally shrugged and walked to the bed with her in his arms.

“Lay down.”

Felicity gave him a sideways smile and dipped her head once as she sat down on the edge of the mattress. John grabbed the thin band of elastic on her thong and pulled. The flimsy fabric gave way, leaving her bare. Felicity cupped her breasts and opened her legs.

“Beautiful.” He worked the button on his pants. Seeing her glistening pussy and smelling the sweet scent of her arousal got to him every time. He struggled with the zipper. “Fuck.”

Sunday, September 2, 2012

Sunday Snog ~ Someone Like You



Thought I'd use an oldie but a goodie for the snog this week. But if you want to know more, you'll have to check out the book!

Someone Like You
Total-E-Bound
Prequel to Tangled Up
M/F, toys, anal sex
novella
Out now!

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?

Reader Advisory: This story contains lovers who didn’t know they connected, finding their mutual satisfaction with anal sex and a few toys for fun.

And now for the snog-a-licious fun!

Arran stared at her mouth. Lush coral lips, just a hint of gloss or lipstick. His mouth watered. No five o’clock shadow to abrade his face, but tickly wisps of her hair swirled over his cheek when she moved. He liked the scratch of a beard, but the tickle had promise.
“I want to kiss you.” There. He’d blurted out his intentions. When the fuck had things become so complicated? Men weren’t so hard to deal with.
“Um…so do it?”
Women couldn’t seem to make up their minds. Neither could he. “Min—”
Instead of giving him time to talk himself out of what he wanted, Mindy went for it and kissed him first. Soft lips connected with his. Her breasts crushed against his chest. She stroked wide circles around his shoulders and back. Arran groaned. Damn. If he thought kissing boys was fun, kissing girls—this girl to be exact—ranked right up there with perfect.
His jeans constricted around his hips and holy hell, he had a stiffy. Fuck, yeah. Heat flowed through his veins as she tangled her tongue with his. She tasted sweet, like mint and something else. Dew? Rain? Could one taste rain? If it was possible, then Mindy tasted like spring rain.
Mindy ground her hips into the V of his thighs. Whoa. A new rush of heat and tingles shot to his cock. They had to stop—had to slow down at least or he’d come in his jeans. He wanted more than a quick fuck or petting session in the hallway. Arran broke the kiss first, cupping her face in both his hands.
“What?”

Saturday, September 1, 2012

Sexy Cover Saturday!!


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Time for some cover love. Yep, I got another new one. This book releases on Monday, so enjoy!!



The Phantom of the Opera

The Classics Exposed…

A chance sighting at the Opera, fated love, and three lives in turmoil.


One man pledges to own her, while another wants her heart. The Opera sets the stage for romance and intrigue. In the catacombs below the building lives a man rife with sorrow and passion. The Phantom. But he’s not content to live alone. He wants to possess the one woman who can set him free.

His Christine.

Viscount Raoul de Chagny doesn’t believe the rumours of a Ghost living below the Opera. He only has eyes for Christine, his childhood friend and first love. Together they embark on a sensual journey of discovery and fiery desire.

But she can only have one man. Will love raise her up or tear their world apart?

Genre Historical/ light BDSM
Book Length Super Novel
Erotic Rating Total-e-sizzling
Sexometer 2
eBook Format ePub/HTML/PDF/Mobipocket(prc)
eReaders Supported All current eReaders
Send direct to Kindle? Yes
Cover art by Posh Gosh
ISBN# 978-1-78184-107-5
Available here!