Wednesday, January 31, 2018

Between Us by @WendiZwaduk ~ #menageromance #menage #mfmromance #contemporary #erotic #3some #excerpt

Between Us by Wendi Zwaduk 

in the Boots and Chaps and Cowboy Hats Anthology
Contemporary
M/F, M/F/M, Menage, Anal Sex
Short Story 
from Totally Bound

Sometimes coming home is the best way to heal a broken heart—especially with two ranch hands involved.
Channon Kennedy planned to come home, but she never expected to find herself in the arms of the two men she’s fantasized over since high school. Back then, Shaun and Brian didn’t seem interested. Now, she’s older, wiser and has nothing to lose. If the men of her dreams want her, who is she to resist?
Shaun Maple and Brian Powell have done everything together—work at the farm, live together and love the same woman. They’ve wanted Channon since they first laid eyes on her, but circumstances beyond their control kept the threesome apart. Times have changed and so have Shaun and Brian. They’re not taking no for an answer—they want her between them for good. Can the ranch hands convince her she’s the only woman for them or will the relationship implode before it gets a chance to grow?


BETWEEN US available at:
Totally Bound: https://www.totallybound.com/book/between-us

EXCERPT:
©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved

 “Where are a couple of farm boys when I need them?” Channon Kennedy brushed her horse, Peaches, and rested her head on the side of the large animal’s neck. She liked being around the horses. She could talk to them and not have to worry about someone arguing with her. She’d done enough arguing in the last year for a lifetime. 
“I don’t know how I’m going to manage,” she said. She stopped brushing the horse and looked Peaches in the eye. “I’m one person with three horses and a hundred acres. That’s a lot for one person to keep things going.” 
The horse snorted, then shook her head. 
“I get it. We’ll figure it out.” She sighed and surveyed the stall. According to her father’s notes, there were two farm hands living on the property. She hadn’t seen anyone, but the state of the stall said otherwise. Someone had cleaned it out recently. She’d need to shovel out the muck and add fresh straw, but it could’ve been worse. 
Not knowing who lived on the farm was her own fault. She’d been at the house for three days, but had only ventured out during the last hour. Between the guilt over not being home when her father died and mourning the loss of him, she hadn’t wanted to be out in public. She grieved for the end of her relationship with her former boyfriend, Jack, too. The bastard had cheated on her and dumped her for a younger woman. She shouldn’t have been so upset. Getting rid of him should’ve been a relief, but it wasn’t. Seven years was a long time to be with someone, only to be shafted.
Channon climbed the side of the stall and sat on the wooden planks. She leaned against the divider bars between the stables. “I miss the boys the most.” She gripped the shelf along the wall. “I could use their help, yeah, but I miss their friendship. Brian and Shaun were here when no one else cared.” 
Peaches shifted around and bumped her head against Channon’s side. Channon hugged the horse. “I miss them. I shouldn’t because we’re horrible when we’re together. I still remember all the times we got into trouble, but it was fun.”



Tuesday, January 30, 2018

Best I Ever Had ~ Scarred Hearts, Book 1 by @WendiZwaduk #Romance #erotic #mFm #menageromance #shortstory


Best I Ever Had by Wendi Zwaduk  


Scarred Hearts, #1

Publisher: Megan Slayer Publications

The objective—keep her safe. No one said anything about falling in love.

All she wanted was a pint of ice cream, not to be a witness to a double murder. Good thing Emma’s got not one, but two, sexy men willing to keep her safe. As long as she can keep her hands to herself.

Sam’s mission? To find the man responsible for the murder. He’s not going to rest until the streets are safe, even if it means having his best friend guard his best girl. It’s the best option, right?

Quint never dreamed he’d be attracted to his best friend’s wife…and his best friend. He’s got to keep his hands to himself all while figuring out what he wants from life, even if love equals Emma and Sam in Quint’s bed.

Is love in the cards or are they going to go up in flames before they get started?


EXCERPT –
©Wendi Zwaduk, 2016, All Rights Reserved

Six months of waiting in hiding hadn’t eased her mind. Living in the gated community helped, but if someone wanted her dead, it would happen. Gates and armed guards didn’t stand a chance against a machine gun or whatever served as Morales’ weapon of choice. He wanted her to keep quiet, no matter what.
No toys or quickies with Quint would erase her pain. “Catch him so it’s all over.” Emma blinked back tears of frustration. “I want my life back.”
She touched the picture of Sam on the counter. Her heart squeezed in her chest. He didn’t have to go to the lengths he’d gone to for her. I won’t risk losing you. She sighed. What if she lost him in the process?
“I miss him, too.” Quint placed his hand on hers.
Emma bumped shoulders with him and wiped her cheeks. “I know. I’m glad you’re here. I’d be stir crazy alone.”
“Won’t be long, now.” He kissed her temple. “Promise.”
The words failed to comfort her. “If I’m not safe in the Leatherwoods, I’m not safe anywhere. Do you hear that, Quint? I’m done.” She shoved the newspaper into the recycle bin and headed to the refrigerator. Emma withdrew a half-empty bottle of rose wine. “If I want to sip a glass of wine on my balcony, then by God, I should be able to.” She nodded to herself and poured a generous amount into a wine goblet. “You can watch for all I care. I want to have a normal life again.”
She balanced the wine glass in her fingers and picked up a lighter for the citronella candles and her book from the table. She shoved the lighter in her back pocket and stuck her book under her free arm. Emma crossed the room and stepped through the sliding doors. The potted pansies fluttered in the slight wind. She dropped the book on the lounger and left the wine glass on the ground beside the chair.
“Seems like a nice time to take in some afternoon sun.” Shielding her eyes with her hand, she glanced around at the neighboring terraces. For a humid late July afternoon, no one seemed to be home and that suited her fine. “Looks like we’re alone, anyway.”
“You try my patience,” Quint growled. He plopped down onto the balcony railing. “Anyone with a good shot could take your ass out right now. Why are you chancing it?”
“I’m not chancing anything with you standing there ready to take the bullet,” Emma snorted. Six months of having someone watching her managed to kill her modesty. Sure, time spent in her bedroom meant time alone. Anywhere else in the apartment gave Quint ample view of what she did. Most of the time his presence didn’t bother her. He was Sam’s best friend. They shared everything—except her. So she enjoyed strolling to the kitchenette every once in a while in the nude? Quint, being the consummate good guy with a foul mouth, never acted on impulse. Sam alluded to wanting a threesome with her and Quint.
Based on Quint’s reactions, she doubted the event would happen—the talk needed to evolve into action.
Whatever.
“I’m going to immerse myself in a book.”  

Monday, January 29, 2018

Book Blast ~ Fueled by Lust: Altair by Celeste Prater


It's a book blast and there are prizes to be won. You'll want to stay tuned. Today, I'm featuring Altair by Celeste Prater. Check it out. I mentioned prizes. Like? Celeste will be awarding a $25 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. How cool is that? Want more chances to win? Then follow the tour. You can do that here:
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Fueled by Lust: Altair by Celeste Prater



“Ah, my lovely sisters of fate,” Altair Battaglia whispered softly to the shimmering Insedivertus sky. “What future do you have in store for this humble servant? I await your sign with bated breath.” A calm mission to destroy a nasty drug czar would be nice. But then again, when is anything ever easy? Especially when a set of wide green eyes and red-stained luscious lips has this seasoned warrior oblivious to everything around him…even her lethal Glock-19 hovering inches from his chin.

Fierce, determined, and carrying a burden heavy enough to make a weaker person weep in defeat, Makenna Dunn never thought life would ever cut her a break. How could she have even imagined a mysterious stranger interrupting her deadly goal might flip her world upside down and thaw her frozen heart?

Fast paced and screaming hot, Book 11 in the FBL Series yet again tugs your heart, tingles your senses, and leaves you panting for more. Get ready!


Now for an Excerpt: 

My foemina? What does that mean? Amazed at the wash of chills ripping up her neck upon each sinfully sexy word wafting across her ear, Makenna locked her knees to keep from melting into a pile of steaming goo. She’d thought him more than stunning while he’d stared up at her window from the street, but being mere inches from him left her befuddled and grasping for the perfect adjectives.

Fallen angel zipped through her lethargic brain, trying to settle and make sense of the breathtaking creature trapping her in the corner. His palm slowly moved away from her mouth, leaving her to fight for something to say or at least release her frazzled emotion on a string of sound. Move, stupid, she silently screamed at her frozen body. Strong fingers quickly captured her jaw as all focus dove to the sensation of his soft facial hair tickling across her cheek and warm, masculine lips covering her own.

Oh my God! He’s kissing me. Why is he kissing me? Despite the shocking realization, Makenna still expected to feel a knife sliding into her gut, not a big palm gripping her ass and pulling her closer. He took ownership of her mouth—skillful, probing, demanding, yet gentle in its execution. Magnificent. Fire shot through her groin upon his continued refusal to release her right fist from the wall, leaving her shaky and weak. She molded to his hard, powerful body, immediately disturbed at the guttural moan rolling up her throat and joining his. Ah God. He tastes so good.

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About the Author:

Fueled By Lust: Altair – Released exclusively on 1/24/2016 at http://www.bookstrand.com/celeste-prater and available at
major retailers in 4-6 weeks.

Author of the award winning, bestselling series FUELED BY LUST and THREE DIVISIONS trilogy, Celeste has received countless praises for her unique writing style, ability to create memorable characters and mesmerizing worlds for the reader to romp, dream, and drool. Action, suspense, mystery, and sizzling hot, loveable hunks continue to bring on “Top Picks,” “Best Book,” “Book of the Month,” and “Reader’s Choice Favorite” accolades. Her decidedly favorite professional review comment from Long and Short Reviews, “Book one caught my attention, book two had me hooked and asking for more, book three caused my addiction, and book four fed my habit. Now I’m left sitting here hoping for more, like a junkie strung out on alien men,” has gleefully kept her nose to the keyboard and sharing with the world the Fueled By Lust Insedi Warriors and the lucky females who snag them.

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Celeste loves to engage with her readers. You can find her here:
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This isn’t thin reading, either folks!
Over 330,000 words of face fanning, sizzling hot erotic romance, action, mystery, and suspense to sink your teeth.


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Friday, January 26, 2018

Virtual Book Tour ~ Edges by Kenzie Macallan


Kenzie Macallan will be awarding All-New Fire 7 Tablet with Alexa (US ONLY) to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. How freaking cool is that? Want more chances to win? Then follow the tour. You can do that here: http://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2017/12/vbt-edges-by-kenzie-macallan.html

Leigha Luccenzo is a strong, confident woman who has her life perfectly under control. But her nightmares have returned
after a long absence. They are kept hidden from everyone. She comes home to find her apartment in shambles, the possible doing of her ex-lover Sydney. Layers of lies start to peel away. Her world begins to shift and unravel.

Dean is a hard edge man who has an appetite for beautiful women, fast bikes, and shattered souls. His secrets bind him, keeping him from any real relationship. They latch onto him from his past like locked chains. He sees behind Leigha’s armor. Convincing her he can help becomes his mission. He hopes she’s strong enough to handle what lies beneath, unlocking his guilt.

Through events out of her control, Leigha’s forced to face her demons. 

As other people’s secrets get entangled in her own, she struggles to get to the meaning of her nightmare. Can Dean help her uncover her truth?

Now for an Excerpt: 

He put his hands down slowly, saying Leigha was out of her element. This isn’t what she could deal with right now.

“I think we need to slow down. There’s a lot going on.” The crack in her voice exposed her nerves. Her fingers twisted together.

He pushed his chair back and walked toward her in nothing but jeans and bare feet. He scooted her back from the table and knelt in front of her. He pushed her robe to the side, exposing her long legs. She leaned back and gripped the arms of the chair.

“I’ve lost too much and I’m not willing to lose any more. Life burned a hole in me and you filled it. You understand and listen to me without judgment. We have something I’m holding on to. I’ve never felt this way. Not even…” He swallowed his words, bowing his head. His fingers gripped onto her thighs.

She sat there stick-straight like a cornered animal with nowhere to go. His words struck her. She tried to hold onto her little bit of control. The only words missing from his speech were ‘I love you.’ She was thankful they weren’t said. She would be the one to decide what they became, but she couldn’t deny the hold he had on her.

His head came up as his eyes locked onto her. “I know you’re scared. I can see it in your eyes. I’ll give you time. Just meet me halfway.”

He got up and held out his hand. Without a word, she took his strong hand as the tether strengthened.

Now how about an Interview with the Author!

1. Describe yourself in three words.

Funny- I have a wicked sense of humor and can find humor in just about anything. I believe that humor can help us deal with a lot of difficult situations. They say that laughter relieves stress and believe it can also heal. I know I always feel better after I laugh. There’s nothing better than a good belly laugh.

Smart- By smart I mean I try to make the right decisions for the situation. I do a lot of research on many different things and then make a decision. I’ve been asked to take the test for Mensa and other IQ tests but I’m not interested in being a number. I think there are many areas of intelligence. Howard Gardener developed the Multiple Intelligence scale and came up with seven areas of intelligence. Many have to do with performance, motor skills, and creativity. This makes more sense in our society overall. I know people who have physical abilities far beyond what I could ever do.

Creative- I have a very creative side to me. My mom signed me up for art classes at a young age and I have always made room for that in my life. I started out by taking photos of flowers. As an adult, I took oil painting classes to learn how to paint portraits. I spent time painting portraits in oil of mostly children. I also took a class or two in pottery but never learned how to sculpt. Now my interest has turned to writing. I’m passionate about it.

2. Cast your book. Tell us who would play the main characters in a movie and why.


My dream team would be Chris Hemsworth and Blake Lively. I don’t think they have done a movie together but I would love to see it. I think Chris has the strength yet kindness to him. He could play my lead character Dean. He can be a little tough too. Blake has the ability to be very strong yet she’s naturally beautiful. She would make a great Leigha in Edges.

3. What’s your favorite love scene from a movie?

I’m a huge Gerard Butler fan. I love the movie P.S. I Love You. There are so many intimate and some funny love scenes in this movie. There is a moment when he kisses her on the road that is just really sweet. There was something about the two characters that all the small moments led to this great love affair. For me it’s not about the big sex scene, it’s about all the moments that tell us about the characters and what they are feeling.
4. What’s your wildest fantasy?

My wildest fantasy is to move to Australia with my family and never come back. I’ve always been fascinated by Australia and the culture. I hear the weather is nice too. It’s a fantasy because the reality is it’s very expensive to live there and I would be leaving everything behind. I know what you’re thinking; why not move to Florida? Florida doesn’t hold the appeal that Australia does. I think Australia is less humid.

5. If you were to lose one of your senses, which would you rather lose and why?

I would prefer not to loose any of my senses because they’re all so vital to creativity. But I would prefer to loose my hearing. I’m already noise sensitive and the world has become a very noisy place. I can’t go to the movies without wearing earplugs. The thing that I would miss the most is music. I love all kinds of music and that would take some getting used to.
6. What is the naughtiest thing you did as a kid?

When I was seven, I packed a bag and ran away from home. Before you gasp, just know that my mom helped me pack this huge suitcase. It was close to evening time. She let me walk down to the end of the street with suitcase in tow. I got to the end of the street and decided it was getting too dark, turned around and came home. Needless to say, I never tried to run away from home again. We still laugh about it to this day.

Now for the Quickies - fast and fun!

Boxers or Briefs? Briefs. They’re just really sexy.
Top or Bottom? Top then bottom. I like variety.
Pajamas or nude? Nude, of course!
Hairy chests or smooth? I like both. I have to say that I like a little chest hair not a lot. Chewbacca is not my thing!
Alpha or Beta? Alpha. I tend to be an alpha female. I don’t think a beta could handle me. My husband is an alpha and he’s says I’m hard to handle! He’s claims I’m very driven. Maybe.


About the Author:

Kenzie lives with her husband in New England. She has been fortunate enough to travel all over the world to places like Africa, Greece, Switzerland, Holland, France, England and, of course, Scotland. Edinburgh is one of her favorite places. Creativity seems to be part of her soul as she paints portraits, takes photographs, and bakes. They have all added to her overactive imagination especially writing about strong women and alpha men. She looks forward to adding to her adventures and yours through secrets, strength, and passion.

https://twitter.com/kenzie_macallan
http://www.facebook.com/kenziemacallan



NOTE: The book will be $0.99 during the tour.

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Thursday, January 25, 2018

Out Now—Making Him Wait by Kay Jaybee (@kay_jaybee) #bdsmromance #erotica #eroticromance

Out Now—Making Him Wait by Kay Jaybee (@kay_jaybee) #bdsmromance #erotica #eroticromance



Kay Jaybee’s popular BDSM-romance novel is back!
Re-released by the brilliant Sinful Press, Making Him Wait, is every bit as hot the second time around.
“Erotica on a canvas of bondage and discipline.”

It’s amazing where a drive to live out your fantasies, a paint brush, and a text message can lead you...


Maddie Templeton has always been an unconventional artist. Themes of submission and domination pulse through her erotic artwork, and she's happily explored these lustful themes both on and off the canvas. But, when Theo Hunter enters her life, she is presented with a new challenge.
Maddie sets out to test his resolve as she teases, torments and toys with him. However, as Maddie drives Theo to breaking point, she soon becomes unsure whether her own resolve will hold out.
At the same time, Maddie must put on the exhibition of a lifetime. As the hottest gallery in town clamours for her best work, Maddie pushes her models harder and higher until they are physically, sexually and emotionally exhausted.
Will Maddie's models continue to submit to her, or will she push them too far? And will she be ready for the exhibition in time? The only way to find out is to wait and see...and the waiting only makes it sweeter!

The extract I have chosen to share with you today comes from the very beginning of the book...

Freya rocked a little on her bare feet as Maddie touched her lightly freckled cheek. “No need to look so worried, honey. You are doing brilliantly. It’s a difficult pose to hold for so long.”
“Thank you.” Blushing an endearing shade of pink, Freya lowered the hands she’d nervously clenched before her, giving her employer another chance to see the neat triangle of her semi-shaved pussy.
Maddie, her jeans and t-shirt smeared and spattered with all the mediums of her trade, did not feel the need to mention to Freya that her own knickers were sodden, nor that beneath her holster bra, her nipples were rock hard.
A further buzz from her mobile alerted Maddie to the arrival of another text message. In fact a steady string of muffled noises from her mobile, coming from the pit of her handbag, had been announcing the arrival of texts every ten minutes or so throughout the morning.
Smiling to herself, Maddie continued to disregard her phone and considered the exquisite outline of her companion’s porcelain frame. Most people came to Maddie to be drawn or painted, sometimes as a commission for a lover, husband or wife. Some, however, like Freya, came to the studio as a way of improving their self-confidence. Despite her generally shy demeanour, Freya had proved to be very good at posing as Maddie required and the artist had offered her an occasional job as a life model.
Sometimes Maddie felt she was more therapist than artist – specifically a sex therapist – as men and women alike shared their most intimate secrets while standing on the other side of her easel. Maddie’s studio certainly had the air of an erotic fantasy confessional about it. She wasn’t complaining, however. No other life would do for her now. The job satisfaction Maddie achieved from listening to the dreams and fantasies of others while she recreated them onto canvas, went hand in glove with the personal physical gratification it gave her.
Money being either plentiful or non-existent, depending on the current success of her commissions and sales, Maddie had been forced to develop an alternative form of payment for her models – a reward system for good work. Maddie could tell from the rise and fall of Freya’s chest and the glistening damp skin at the top of her thighs, that she was more than ready to be paid for today’s session.
Closing in on her model, Maddie simultaneously cupped Freya’s slick pussy and left breast with her charcoal-blackened hands, causing an involuntary shiver to ripple through the younger woman’s body.
“Your progress really is outstanding, honey. Few of my models can stay as motionless as you can.” Congratulating Freya on her skill, Maddie left two dark palm prints on the girl’s tits and tapped at the inside of her legs. “Open up. I think you have deserved a treat after all your hard work.”
Gliding her palm over Freya’s mound, Maddie slipped a gentle finger into the slippery canal of the model’s frantically clutching sex, enjoying the murmured mew of contentment that escaped from her lipstick-free mouth.
Pumping gently, the artist brought Freya close to orgasm with steady increases and decreases of pressure – her own mind straying to her mobile. Maddie wondered where Theo was and what he was doing. She knew what he was thinking about. She always knew that. Theo thought about her...

Praise for Making Him Wait-

“Making Him Wait” held me captive, made me blush, had me yearning for more before I was even ready to let the previous chapter go. The story unfolds dripping with eroticism, every character wantonly submitting to Maddie’s artistic, commanding eye… Erotica’s “Queen of Kink” has nailed the freedom of Kink, fearlessly. Kay Jaybee writes with a masterful insight and sucks her readers into the fascinating domain of domination and submission. A realm where one’s words must be listened to very carefully and choices are empowering.’ Rose Caraway.

“Artist, lover, dominatrix, Maddie has sculpted from her surroundings the perfect life and Kay Jaybee in ‘Making Him Wait’ the picture-perfect set up for an unhurried, well-written, hugely entertaining, multi-media journey into classy erotica – men, women, whatever your fancy, Mistress Jaybee guides you through her Chinese puzzle of a plot in a way that stole my breath and made my underarms tingle…Mesmerising, thrilling, word perfect, a triumph.” Chloe Thurlow

If you would like to buy Making Him Wait, it is available as a paperback or e-book from all good retailers, including-
Amazon (universal link): http://mybook.to/makinghimwaitkjb

About the Author: 
Kay Jaybee has over 150 publications to her name, including the novels Making Him Wait, (Sinful Press, second edition, 2018), and The Fifth Floor - The Perfect Submissive Book One (KJ Books, third edition, 2017). She has also written the novellas Wednesday on Thursday (KJ Books, 2017), Take Control (1001Nights Press, 2014), Digging Deep, (Xcite Press, 20153), A Sticky Situation (Xcite Press, 2013), and Not Her Type: Erotic Adventures With A Delivery Man (1001 Nights Press, 2014). She has written the anthologies The Collector (KJBooks, 2016), and A Kink a Day Books 1-3 (available via the Radish reading app).
Details of Kay’s work, past, present and future can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk
Kay also writes contemporary romance and children’s picture books as Jenny Kane www.jennykane.co.uk  and historical fiction as Jennifer Ash www.jenniferash.co.uk




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Wednesday, January 24, 2018

Book Blast and Cover Reveal ~ For This Moment by Holly Bush

It's a book blast and cover reveal for Holly Bush's For This Moment. Check it out. There are prizes to be won. Like? Holly will be awarding a $20 Amazon or B/N GC to a randomly drawn winner via rafflecopter during the tour. How cool is that? Want more chances to win? Then follow the tour. You can do that here: https://goddessfishpromotions.blogspot.com/2018/01/book-blast-cover-reveal-for-this-moment.html


For This Moment by Holly Bush
For This Moment

1871 Born to privilege and duty, Olivia Gentry comes of age as women begin to find their social and political independence. The youngest child, and only daughter, of a successful Virginia horse breeding family, she has been raised and educated to carry on the family business with her brothers. Having been deceived in love as a young woman and unsure of her instincts, she is wary to commit to a marriage, but she cannot deny her long-buried feelings for a family friend.

Jim Somerset has been in love with Olivia Gentry from the moment she gazed up at him as a young girl. A farrier by trade like his father before him, he and his business’s future are inexorably entwined with the Gentry family. He has watched her be courted by statesmen, and considers her and her goals out of the reach of a common workman. But he is fearful that he will never purge Olivia from his mind and his heart. Has the moment come for him to reveal his passions for her? Find out in the third installment of the Gentrys of Paradise.


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Holly Bush writes historical romance set in the U.S.in the late 1800’s, in Victorian England, and and occasional Women’s Fiction title. Her books are described as emotional, with heartfelt, sexy romance. She makes her home with her husband in Lancaster County, Pennsylvania.  Connect with Holly at www.hollybushbooks.com and on Twitter @hollybushbooks and on Facebook at Holly Bush (https://www.facebook.com/hollybushbooks/)
  
Links:
www.hollybushbooks.com
@hollybushbooks
https://www.facebook.com/pages/Holly-Bush/247399131941435
http://www.amazon.com/Holly-Bush/e/B006ZDTQ1A/ref=ntt_athr_dp_pel_pop_1


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Tuesday, January 23, 2018

Begin Again by @MeganSlayer #gayromance #erotic #excerpt #twins #takeapause #Pause

Begin Again 

A Take a Pause Story
By Megan Slayer
Contemporary, LGBTQ
M/M, anal sex, Masturbation
Novella (85 pages)

Taking a pause just might be the cure for his broken heart.
Denver Chalmers thought his world completely collapsed when his twin brother, Deiken, committed suicide. Instead of succumbing to the depression, he took a long breath and kept pushing forward with his life. But he's not really living. Will a chance meeting at the cemetery be the first step toward his salvation?
Jett Dawson shared Denver's view of the world. Deiken had been his everything, but their seemingly perfect relationship hid a multitude of problems. Jett won't forget about his past, but he's ready to move forward. He's always had a crush on Denver and although he's been told its wrong, he wants Denver in his life on a romantic level. Will their common ground and mutual desire lead to disaster or something they both need?

Available from MLR Press
And from Amazon

Excerpt:
©Megan Slayer, 2016, All Rights Reserved
Footsteps crunched on the dry grass. He glanced over his shoulder. He wasn't sure why, but he'd expected to see his ex-boyfriend Mike. Maybe they weren't good together, but Mike had a way of knowing when Denver was low. He focused on the person walking up to him.
This wasn't Mike.
Recognition swept over him. He knew the man. Jett Dawson, Deiken's partner.
Oh shit. The last time he'd spoken to Jett, they'd argued. Jett screamed at him and he'd called Jett an asshole. Back then, he hadn't known the score and blamed Jett for his brother's passing. Now he knew better.
The guilt came rushing back to Denver. He wasn't sure what to say to his twin's partner.
"Denver." Jett stopped beside him.
"Jett." He wanted to be cool and not lose his temper. Deiken's actions were his own--not Jett's fault. Besides, Denver had blown his chances at conversation in the past. How did he know now would be different?
"I miss him," Jett said. He stuffed his hands into his board short's pockets. "It's not the same at the plant without him."
"I bet." He turned his attention to Jett, but didn't really see him.
"I come here a lot. I must miss you, since this is the first time I've run into you in six months." Jett sighed, then faced away from the grave. "Can--can we talk? Not exchange pleasantries, but really talk? Not here."
Denver paused. This could end up therapeutic or really bad. They tended to argue, not talk. But still. If Jett needed someone, he'd try to be there. "I've got coffee at the house and it's quiet. Or lemonade." He'd always been attracted to Jett, but never said anything because of Deiken. Jett wanted his brother, not him. Then Deiken passed and the argument happened. He doubted once he and Jett talked that Jett would have much to do with him, but he'd give the conversation a shot.
"Coffee or lemonade sounds good." Jett rocked on his feet. "Really good."
"Want a minute alone with Deik? I can head to the farm and start the coffee." Truth be told, he simply needed some separation from his brother's partner.
"I'm good. I've talked to him so many times. Not just here. We talk at the office, the apartment and when I run." Jett chuckled. "I bet he's tired of hearing from me."
"Nah. He loved you." Denver knew that down to his soul. Deiken always discussed Jett and their life together. "You were his world."

"Sometimes things aren't what they seem." Jett started away from Denver, then paused. "Let's go to the farm. I know the way." 

Monday, January 22, 2018

Bed of My Truck by @meganslayer #gayromance #gay #romance #erotic #spanking #mm #excerpt


Bed of My Truck by Megan Slayer 


Publisher: Megan Slayer Publications
ISBN: 9781370970513
Contemporary
Short Story
M/M, Anal Sex, Spanking

Can he have the house, the dog and the lover of his dreams or will it all fall apart right before his eyes?
The one Carson never thought he’d see again could be the one to save his life.
Carson never expected to see his dog or a man from his past ever again. His ex took Dragon when he left, then carelessly lost the dog.  Dragon’s been found and in the last place Carson expected to find him—a vet’s office.
But, the surprises just keep coming.
Carson hasn’t seen Alec since school, but the feelings he had for the man haven’t abated. When he’s reunited with Alec at the veterinary office, Carson’s got to face his feelings.
Includes scenes of spanking, oral sex, anal sex and male-male sex.

This book has been re-edited and re-issued in this edition.

Search Terms: explicit, spanking, masturbation, dogs, pets, dirty talk, oral sex, reunited, artist, medical personnel



Excerpt:
©2017, Megan Slayer, All Rights Reserved
“I never got a chance to give you his rundown.” Alec grinned. “Since the waiting room is empty, I’ll just tell you now. No worms, no fleas, but I’d give him a bath. The weight loss helped but I’d also suggest getting Dragon on a tooth brushing regimen. He’s been eating things he probably shouldn’t that did a number on his gums. I ran a heartworm test which was negative and I’ve given him a pill for this month. When you come in next we’ll set you up right. Call, okay?” He winked and walked back into the closest exam room.
We’ll set me up? Call? He wanted me to call him? I hadn’t heard those terms in such a long time. Maybe my assumption more than fifteen years before had been more on the money than I thought. I shrugged him off back then. I could be over-thinking. Again.
I looked down at Dragon, who was sprawled on his side on the floor.  He gazed up at me with his droopy eyes and his tongue sticking out of his mouth. At least I had him back. What I’d do about my overzealous crush on the vet and his advances, well I hadn’t figured that out yet. I stress yet





Friday, January 19, 2018

Shopping for A Billionaire’s Honeymoon—Just 99c Until 19th January!


Shopping for A Billionaire’s Honeymoon (Book 11 in the Shopping series)

Author: Julia Kent
Release date: January 31, 2017
Genre: Romantic Comedy, Contemporary Romance


Description:

He is addicted to his phone and his new role as CEO. I’m addicted to getting some on my own honeymoon.

One of these things is not like the other.

I am pretty sure a serial killer’s lair is the only place in the world where I could stash my new husband so he can’t manage the acquisition of our new company.

And that seems a little drastic.

But only a little...

All I want is one week alone with him. Hours in bed, legs tangled together in ecstasy, room service and long walks on the beach in Hawaii.

Not vying for his kisses around a Bluetooth microphone. The Borg aren’t sexy in real life.

So I’m taking matters into my own hands and hitting “reboot” on our honeymoon.

We’re going to a place so remote that no one can find us.

Not even my mother.

Shopping for a Billionaire’s Honeymoon is now a full-length book of 150+ pages, with both Shannon and Declan’s points of view. Originally published with only Shannon’s viewpoint, this expanded edition is a result of reader feedback. People wanted to know what Declan was up to – so here you go. This book is meant to be read after Shopping for a Billionaire’s Wife and/or Shopping for a CEO’s FiancĂ©e, but if you read it out of order (or even as a standalone), that’s fine. Shannon and Declan forgive you. ;)



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Author Bio:

New York Times and USA Today Bestselling Author Julia Kent writes romantic comedy with an edge. From billionaires to BBWs to new adult rock stars, Julia finds a sensual, goofy joy in every contemporary romance she writes. Unlike Shannon from Shopping for a Billionaire, she did not meet her husband after dropping her phone in a men's room toilet (and he isn't a billionaire). She lives in New England with her husband and three sons in a household where the toilet seat is never, ever, down

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Excerpts:

#1

Shannon

Let’s do an inventory of this fine day. My day-after-I-got-married day. In Vegas.
After fleeing my Momzilla mother.
Today is supposed be Day One of my honeymoon after marrying the billionaire of my dreams.
(Let’s not count the night before).
Woke up to the lovely sight of my husband’s tousled dark hair sliding down my torso so he could feast on me for breakfast.
Had actual breakfast in bed after room service delivered mixed berries, cream, bacon, and maple-soaked carrot-cake french toast, and the best damn coffee on the planet from the coffee chain I now own.
Made love with my delightful husband in the giant jetted bathtub in our suite. Turns out I’m as bendy as a Cirque du Soleil performer when I need to be. Maybe Mom’s insistence that I attend all those yoga classes she teaches has a silver lining after all.
Dressed and prepared to hop the corporate jet for Hawaii, kisses interspersed between readying ourselves for the trip. Undressed twice. Dressed twice. Declan insisted I not wear panties for the plane trip.
“But I’m already a member of the Mile High Club,” I’d protested.
“Not as a wife.”
He had a point.
Panties abandoned.
Found his brother, my best friend, a former colleague and an Anterdec chauffeur all married to each other.
Notice something a little different about that last one?
Yeah. Me too.
Day One of my honeymoon had promise, but now? Now it’s a little too real.
We’re on the plane, settling into our seats, and I’m doing my best not to think about my poor best friend and her chaotic mess back at the Anterdec resort where Declan and I just spent nearly a week trying to figure out our entire life.
Which we did, successfully, to my utter surprise. After fleeing our wedding in a helicopter and lying to my Momzilla mother, we managed to get to Las Vegas, ensconced in a resort on the Vegas Strip that Declan had designed himself as an intern in college. By the time my crazy family caught up to us, we’d steeled ourselves for the inevitable fallout.
And got so much more than we expected, in more ways than one. We’re married now. Husband and wife.
That’s really all that matters.
That, and honeymoon sex.
Lots and lots and lots of honeymoon sex. It’s my wifely right to walk funny for the next few days.
And his husbandly duty to make it so.

#2

Declan

It’s criminal what Shannon does to me. We just had sex, spooned and cocooned, breathing in each other’s air and imprinting each other with scent and time.

And yet she makes me want more.

Spread among the mussed bedsheets, she looks like a divine being poured her into the bed, all long, rolling hair and sultry smiles. How can a body smile at me like that? Yet it does. It sings to me, a song of joy and fire that touches the very root of me.

I climb on the edge of the bed and yank her by the ankles, hard, making her squeal.

You know what you do with criminals?

You handcuff them.



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