March Madness!!

March Madness: That time of year when women across the country are left to their own devices during the NCAA basketball playoff tournament. Sure we could do some early spring cleaning, catch up on laundry, organize closets, and throw out all the junk in the garage/attic, but where's the fun in that? So, instead of work, we thought we'd host our version of March Madness: A prize filled hop presented by some of the best names in romance. And we've made it easy for you to join in.

 Simply hop from blog to blog—the links are below—and “follow”, “Like”, “Friend” etc. the authors sites then leave a comment on their blog post. Each author is running their own giveaway as well as participating in the Rafflecopter Grand-Prize Giveaway of a Kindle Fire OR Nook Color, A $50 Amazon/B&N Gift Card, A $25 Amazon/B&N Gift Card, and 6 - $10 Amazon/B&N Gift Cards, as well as a “basket” of books. The event is live from March 5 – March 31st, 2013 to give you plenty of time to tour all the sites.


It's time for March Madness. Now I'm not big on basketball. I understand it for the most part, but I've never been much for watching it. That's me. My March Madness? Nascar, my favorite sport has started! So what do you have to do for this hop? Well, there are rules below, but my personal rules are simple. If you do any of these: Like me on Facebook, Follow me on twitter, Subscribe to my newsletter and/or comment on the post and you're in the hat for a pdf of Ever Fallen in Love, my NASCAR novella. Yep! Easy!

Available here!

Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.

Once a driver, always a driver...

Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again...Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it means losing his heart.

Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.

Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?

available here!

RULES: You must be 18 years or older as of 12:01AM March 5, 2013. No purchase Necessary. Avoid where prohibited. This event is open to worldwide participation (basket of books limited to US/Canada shipping address only)You are limited to one tweet, follow, like etc per day, however you can follow one blog, tweet about another, and like a 3rd's facebook page all on the same day. Be sure to follow the rules laid out by the individual authors about their respective giveaways, as they will vary form site to site. Rules and Terms are listed in the Rafflecopter. Grand-prizes will be announced on or about April 5th, 2013 on SnSreviews.blogspot.com. While we will make every effort to contact you, it is ultimately the winner's responsibility to check winning status and claim their prize. Posted winners will have 5 days, from the date of post to contact host and claim their respective prize. If the posted winner fails to contact host, prize may be forfeited and awarded to another randomly drawn entrant and distributed without further notice.

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Sexy Cover Saturday!

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Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.

Once a driver, always a driver...

Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again. Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it means losing his heart.

Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.

 Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?

Contains a little spanking, anal play, and domination shared between former lovers, but no one’s complaining. For good measure, there’s the sizzling use of a Camaro hood for outdoor pleasure.

Available now from TOTAL-E-BOUND!

Smutlympics is Coming!

It's coming in one day. To coincide with the Olympics, we have the SMUTLYMPICS!!! Stop back tomorrow to see what the hullabaloo is all about. Oh, and there are prizes. Yep. Grin. Check it out here for more information!

Sunday Snoggin' With Ever Fallen in Love!

There's nothing better than a hot kiss on a lazy day. Thanks to Blisse Kiss for having the Sunday Snogs. Love them! So which snog am I featuring today? Glad you asked. Grin.

I'm featuring my racing novella, Ever Fallen in Love. A domination, a submissive and race trucks. Can't get much better than that! Here's a little bit about the book:

Ever Fallen in Love
Total-E-Bound
Contemporary
M/F, BDSM, Spanking, Anal sex

Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.

Once a driver, always a driver...

Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again...Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it means losing his heart.

Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.

Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?

Reader Advisory: This book contains a little spanking, anal play, and domination shared between former lovers, but no one’s complaining. For good measure, there’s the sizzling use of a Camaro hood for outdoor pleasure.

Available here, here, here, and here!

And now for that snog!

“You’re one of the smartest people I know.” Megan shuffled backwards, halted only by the unforgiving metal of the car against her legs. Damn, she’d backed into the cars. Using his arms to cage her in, Tucker rested his body against hers and pinned her to the fender with his hips. “Then why did I run from the only woman I ever really loved? Why did I avoid her until she married another man?”

She needed a joke. Something to dissolve the tension growing between them. Better yet, something to deflate the erection burrowing into her thigh. “You’re into self-flagellation?”

“Cute. I’d rather spank you.” He shifted his hips, rubbing his cock into the cleft of her thighs, right against her fabric-covered clit. She shivered and he nodded. “Feels good, doesn’t it?” He swiped his tongue out over her bottom lip. Tease.

“Tucker.”

“Why do I lay awake at night imagining you’re with me, Megs, making love until dawn? Seeing you atop the hauler gives me a hard-on only you can ease. Seeing you smile melts the ice around my heart. Put the two together and I’m putty in your hands. I want to touch you, taste you, tie you up and make love to you.”

“You’ve been in one too many crashes with a loose helmet.” Megan wiped her cheeks. Trust him to say nice things when she wanted him to continue the jackass routine or fuck her senseless.

“Nah, I’m bewitched by you. I want to see you bound to my bed, pleading with your eyes. I want to hear you cry my name.”

He kissed her again, but this time it wasn’t a crushing urgent kiss like before. This kiss was the kind that meant business. His lips glided over hers as his tongue invaded her mouth. Megan moaned and Tucker pushed farther. She balled her fists and shoved them against his chest.

Tag and Like Day!

Like day! If you’ve read any of my books, would you consider heading to Amazon and clicking like? A review would be welcomed as well.

Click the covers or the linkys to get there. Here's two:

Tangled Up

Ever Fallen in Love

Flirty Friday - Unedited Excerpt Day!

I've signed three contracts in the past month-ish and I'd like to share an unedited excerpt from one of the contracted works.

So you're probably thinking, three? Gee, she works fast. One I worked fast and tight. One I had lagging around for longer than you'd imagine. The third just sort of happened. Shrug. It either pours or it's a drought.

This is from my novella, Still the One. I'd written the side characters in Ever Fallen in Love but I wasn't sure what I'd do with them. Turns out, they told me when they wanted to talk. Fine. Still the One is a contemp, bdsm, m/f, fem-dom, spanking, toys, rollicking good time. Want that excerpt? I thought you might.

“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 taste of mint and cola exploded on her tongue. She ground against him, pleasuring herself with 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 precome 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.” She nodded to the backseat. “Lay down.”

Eric glanced behind her, then got out of the way as she opened the door. He fixed his gaze on her and sat down on the edge of the upholstered seat.

Janine gave him a gentle push and eyeballed her work. “Very nice.” She inched the hem of her skirt high enough to give him a tantalizing view of her panty-covered pussy. His mouth opened a fraction of an inch and his eyes glazed as she hooked her thumbs into the flimsy waistband of the undergarment.

“You like what you see?” She dragged the panties down to reveal the top of her pubic hair.

Eric nodded, still quiet.

“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 it, 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 in 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.”

His fists clenched tight and his knuckles whitened. “Been a while.”

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

Should be out in September. Think you can wait that long?

Sunday Snoggin' ~ Ever Fallen In Love style!

Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.

Once a driver, always a driver...

Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again...Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it means losing his heart.

Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.

Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?

Reader Advisory: This book contains a little spanking, anal play, and domination shared between former lovers, but no one’s complaining. For good measure, there’s the sizzling use of a Camaro hood for outdoor pleasure.

SNOGGIN' GOOD TIME:

“Tucker, we can’t do this.”
“I don’t give a damn what anyone else has to say.” His erection jabbed into her belly. “I know what I want—and you’re it.” Tucker nuzzled her neck, nipping and licking a path along the gold chain she wore. “And you’re still wearing my necklace.”
“We can’t do this because you work for me.” She clawed at his shoulders. For purchase? To push him away? Hell, she wasn’t sure.
“Season’s almost over. November’s here with two races and a bye week to go.” The gravel in his voice radiated to her core. “And you haven’t said why you’re wearing the teardrop.”
“I told you. It matched my skirt.” What a liar she was. “You can’t prove I’m still interested.”
“Other than your wide eyes.” Tucker palmed her breast beneath the protection of his jacket and her cotton dress shirt. A groan vibrated in his throat as her nipples pebbled under the silky tank and the lace of her bra. “And the flush on your cheeks. But I can test my theory.” He rubbed his erection against her thigh. Megan gasped to catch her breath. “You respond to me, babe. You get the me no one else knows about.” His hands moved under her blouse, teasing the bare flesh of her stomach and sending pinpricks of sensation to every part of her body. “Damn this feels good,” he murmured. “You feel good.”
Tucker scooped her into his arms. “I don’t want to stop until your bottom is rosy and you’ve come from my hand five times.”
“Just five?” Her voice sounded breathless and needy in her ears. She screeched as cool metal met bare skin. “Tucker!”
“Mmm. We’ll fuck until the sun comes up. Handcuffs, toys… I don’t care.” He worked the rest of her tank top out of the hem of her skirt. “I love hearing my name on your lips.”
“Where are we?” She placed her hands flat on the hood of the car, her legs akimbo. “Won’t someone see us?”
“I own everything in a fifty acre radius. If someone’s spying, they’re also trespassing.” He skimmed her gauzy skirt up over her knees. Passion blazed in his eyes. “You are so damned sexy in cowboy boots. Come here.”
Megan scooted to the edge of the hood, the movement pulling up her skirt and exposing her legs to the lacy edge of her panties. Tucker kissed her, his tongue tangling with hers as he slipped the straps of her tank top and bra from her shoulders. The heat from his touch matched the fire in her blood. Her underwear dampened as he nuzzled the hollow of her throat.
“Tucker,” she murmured.
He raised his head and stared at her a moment. “Beautiful. Fucking beautiful.”
She instinctively moved to repair the damage to her attire. He stilled her hands.
“I like seeing you aroused. The primal look in your eyes. Your lips are a little swollen. Makes me hard as steel to know I made you so hot.” Tucker shoved the hem of the shirt up over her breasts and unclasped her bra. Her nipples beaded in the chilly air. Raw hunger flickered in the depths of his eyes. “I need to taste you.”

Ever Fallen in Love is Up for Book of the Week

It's up for book of the week over on Whipped Cream. Vote here!
Well, vote for me if you think the review is the best. Here's the review!

Thanks!!!

What the? Wednesday ... A Review, A Review!!!

Ok, so the title of the post really has nothing to do with the post. No, that's wrong, too. I did get a review and I am happy about it. It's for Ever Fallen in Love and it's from Sensual Reads:



"A great story about second chances, there are plenty of obstacles along the way but Tucker’s persistence makes it all work out."

I'm pretty stoked!

Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.

Once a driver, always a driver...

Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again. Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it means losing his heart.

Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.

Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?

Contains a little spanking, anal play, and domination shared between former lovers, but no one’s complaining. For good measure, there’s the sizzling use of a Camaro hood for outdoor pleasure.

Thank you Thursday...Outtakes!!

I thought I'd put an outtake of one of my stories here to thank my readers. I mean, why not? Here's a snippet from the original version of Ever Fallen in Love. This isn't edited other than by me and never made it into the actual story because it just wasn't ready so...grin and read on! I hope you enjoy.

"I want us to stay together this time, babe."

"I’d love to," she murmured. "I miss the races--the sights the smells, the fans...all of it. No one at the college is terribly interested in racing. All they care about is facts and figures and making lots of money."

It was almost as if she could step back in time and feel him in her arms.

Megan tilted her head back and kissed him. That same familiar electric current ran the length of her spine. His kiss was a little harder in return and more direct, but it still meant the world to her. She wanted to be as close to Tuck as physically possible. She threw caution to the wind and slid her hands inside his shirt and gingerly ran her fingers along his ripped chest.

His hands were rough against her smooth skin as he slipped the straps of her dress down her arms. Her breasts rose in anticipation. Tucker planted wet, nipping kisses on her swollen nipples.

"Yes. Please. More," she moaned.

He slid out of his shirt and continued to kiss her. She arched her neck to give him access to the sensitive spot on her shoulders. He was the only lover she had ever known, but at this moment, she was sure he was the best. Her cheeks flushed and her heart pounded in her chest.

Weak-kneed, she rested her head on his chest and breathed in his scent. "Make love to me, Tucker."

"Yes." He shucked his khakis and boxers in on swift motion, revealing the reaction she created. Megan slid out of her dress and pressed her body along his. She wrapped her fingers around his cock, stroking and teasing him.

"You feel so good," he gasped. "Lean back and relax." He ran his hand along her wet slit. His breath tickled her flushed skin. She sucked in a sharp breath. Tucker nudged her legs apart. He used two fingers to probe her slick, wet opening. Her muscles tightened around him.

"You’re so pretty and wet." He lowered his lips to tease her with his mouth. He licked and probed her until she found release.

Megan shuddered and gripped his shoulders.

"Yes, baby," he coaxed. "Go with it."

She shivered at his words and the orgasm that overtook her.

"I want to be inside you," he said.

She nodded. "I want that, too. Right now."

Tucker started slowly, but quickly began to thrust into her as his climax built. They came together in a simultaneous orgasm. He collapsed on top of her and sighed. His sandy hair, damped with sweat, hung over his forehead.

"I love you." He lowered his lips to hers. "God, I love you."

"I love you, too." She wrapped her arms around his neck. They stayed tangled up in each other for a few moments longer, until he covered her with his dress shirt and slid on his khakis. Sated, she kissed his neck and snuggled up in the crook of his arm before falling asleep.

As much as she loved him, Megan knew they would part. The day had been too magical to last forever. She sighed, brushed a rogue tear away, and continued to walk away from him. Still, she couldn’t deny that she still had a torch for Tucker.

Flirty Friday ~ Updates and Stuff ~ Where I'll Be

So this whole business with the hurricane, and justifiably so, is crazy serious. It's gonna get bad if things go the wrong direction.

The businesswoman in me says that if you're gonna hunker down, why not load down the nook, kindle, ereader with my books? Gives you something to do while being in safety.

The mother in me says, just make sure you stay safe. Find somewhere that hopefully won't blow away, get soaked and make sure you have lots of drinking water and food and blankets and batteries.

You're in my thoughts.

But if you aren't in the path of the hurricane and have nothing to do...

Please Remember Me is out in print and getting rave reviews. Pick up copies of Ever Fallen in Love and What Might Have Been while you're at it. And do enjoy!

Savin' Me comes out in September (the 12th!) in the Treble Anthology from Total-E-Bound. It's my first time in an anthology, so I'm stoked.

Tomorrow I'll be over at Whipped Cream's Yahoo loop chatting. Come check it out. Random prizes all day, Nook/Kindle/$150 GC up for grabs. Megan's chatting on Sunday so yeah, you should be there.

I've got my usual huge load of WIPs going. Gypsy's story got a huge bump when Allan and Todd finally told me their stories. Thanks, guys.

And, I signed the contract this week for When You're With Me. Yup, the stripper and the third Crawford Boys book, (it's a side story to Right and Please) comes out in March of 2012 (wow that seems to close yet so far away) from Total-E-Bound.

I turned in the Greek, so we'll see what happens to him.

Have a great weekend, stay dry, read, and check out the chats!

Day Four Redux....yeah, I kinda deleted the post by accident....oy

This posted on Thursday, but I'm a goob and accidentally deleted it. Fire me.



Where am I today? Anita Philmar's blog. I totally encourage you to head over there. And hey, you can put your name in the hat for the GC! I'd do it if I were you.

Oh and the spotlight over at Whipped Cream is still going throughout the week. Today is the last day for that, too. :-) Come on over. Hey, it's another chance and who doesn't want to win a GC? One of the days I've got a vingette with Megan and Tucker as well as more cool stuff. Check it out!

Want more info on Ever Fallen in Love? Here's the blurb:

Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.

Once a driver, always a driver...


Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again...Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it means losing his heart.

Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.

Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?

Reader Advisory: This book contains a little spanking, anal play, and domination shared between former lovers, but no one’s complaining. For good measure, there’s the sizzling use of a Camaro hood for outdoor pleasure.

Get your copy here!

And here's an excerpt cuz I wanted to:

“Just once I’d like to catch a God damned break.” Tucker Poston had pulled into his garage stall and wrenched his race helmet from his head. “Bastard knew I was there and still shoved me into the wall.” He tossed the safety gear out of the window. “This shit has to end. I’m tired of racing crashed cars.”

“Just like Cline knew you were there the week before, and yeah, the shit has to end. I’m tired of replacing crashed cars.” Guy Turner tapped on the roof of the car. “Get out, Poston.”

Tucker ground his teeth together. Just what he needed…his ass handed to him on a platter. He wriggled out through the window. “Mr Turner, I swear—”

“Spare me the excuses.”

Raking his fingers through his hair, Tucker glanced at the midway. Although he heard Guy’s rant, the words didn’t register above the roar of cars thundering down the backstretch. The tangy scent of race fuel and motor oil permeated the air. A whip of late-October breeze caressed his cheek. He noticed none of it after the flash of chestnut hair caught his eye. He shifted position to keep her in view, using the guise of removing the rest of his safety gear. He had to see this woman again. Make sure it was her.

“Are you listening to me?” Guy stepped into Tucker’s line of sight. “She’d better be cute.”

Tucker stared at his car owner. “What?”

“I know you ain’t gettin’ any—when you do, you race well. Eighth place doesn’t win races. So I am to assume you’re checking out a woman.” Guy turned and whistled. “Holy shit.”

“What?” Tucker tugged the zipper on his uniform down and flapped air into the suit. October in Virginia wasn’t that hot.

“You’re staring at Megan Rodney.”

“Nah,” he lied as he rubbed his eyes and caught a flash of her face in his mind. Megan. Heat stirred low in his belly. Memories of Megan and their past rushed into his brain—the taste of her kiss, the tickle of her hair on his cheek, the low tone of her sigh when they made love.

The moment he told her goodbye.

“I oughta set you up with her. She needs a good lay and you need to get your head out of your ass.”

“Sure, sell me for parts.” In Megan’s hands, he’d willingly offer whatever parts she wanted. His cock, his mouth, his tongue… Damn. If he didn’t get his priorities straight, he’d be caught in the middle of the garage with a hard-on.

“Shit. You ain’t got any parts she could use other than someone to direct her team. Women don’t need to own race teams.” Guy threw his hands in the air. “Since we’re in the garage area, why don’t we talk cars? Got any ideas for how we make your speeds better? I’d love to have both my cars finish the race for a change.”

Tucker turned his back on Megan’s position. The cars. Right. Focus on something other than his cock or his irritation towards Guy Turner. “Maybe we should share equipment like you promised at the beginning of the season. Boyd’s team could stand to share their findings once in a while.” He followed behind Guy as he strolled away. “I can make things work if I have the right equipment.”

Guy stopped at the second car. “Lower your voice.” He groaned. “You make it sound like I give you shit and expect miracles.”

“My rear end gear broke in two straight races. Makes me wonder what you are giving me.”

“You want good stuff? Prove to me you can handle it. Boyd gets better stuff because he’s twenty-three and winning. I put the money where the performance is.”

“But—”

“No buts. Step up, improve your attitude, and I’ll consider a change. Keep up the DNFs and you’re out. Plain and simple.”

The Last Day of the Tour

It's the last day of the tour and I have to say I'm a little teary about it. I love the blogs and the hopping. I love talking to readers. It's always a blast.

But today is the last day, so where am I? I'm hanging out with my dear friend Nancy over at My Odd Little World. I've had a great time at her blog in the past and I totally encourage you to head over there. And hey, you can put your name in the hat for the GC! I'd do it if I were you.

Oh and the spotlight over at Whipped Cream is still going throughout the week. Today is the last day for that, too. :-) Come on over. Hey, it's another chance and who doesn't want to win a GC? One of the days I've got a vingette with Megan and Tucker as well as more cool stuff. Check it out!

Want more info on Ever Fallen in Love? Here's the blurb:

Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.

Once a driver, always a driver...


Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again...Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it means losing his heart.

Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.

Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?

Reader Advisory: This book contains a little spanking, anal play, and domination shared between former lovers, but no one’s complaining. For good measure, there’s the sizzling use of a Camaro hood for outdoor pleasure.

Get your copy here!

And here's an excerpt cuz I wanted to:

“Just once I’d like to catch a God damned break.” Tucker Poston had pulled into his garage stall and wrenched his race helmet from his head. “Bastard knew I was there and still shoved me into the wall.” He tossed the safety gear out of the window. “This shit has to end. I’m tired of racing crashed cars.”

“Just like Cline knew you were there the week before, and yeah, the shit has to end. I’m tired of replacing crashed cars.” Guy Turner tapped on the roof of the car. “Get out, Poston.”

Tucker ground his teeth together. Just what he needed…his ass handed to him on a platter. He wriggled out through the window. “Mr Turner, I swear—”

“Spare me the excuses.”

Raking his fingers through his hair, Tucker glanced at the midway. Although he heard Guy’s rant, the words didn’t register above the roar of cars thundering down the backstretch. The tangy scent of race fuel and motor oil permeated the air. A whip of late-October breeze caressed his cheek. He noticed none of it after the flash of chestnut hair caught his eye. He shifted position to keep her in view, using the guise of removing the rest of his safety gear. He had to see this woman again. Make sure it was her.

“Are you listening to me?” Guy stepped into Tucker’s line of sight. “She’d better be cute.”

Tucker stared at his car owner. “What?”

“I know you ain’t gettin’ any—when you do, you race well. Eighth place doesn’t win races. So I am to assume you’re checking out a woman.” Guy turned and whistled. “Holy shit.”

“What?” Tucker tugged the zipper on his uniform down and flapped air into the suit. October in Virginia wasn’t that hot.

“You’re staring at Megan Rodney.”

“Nah,” he lied as he rubbed his eyes and caught a flash of her face in his mind. Megan. Heat stirred low in his belly. Memories of Megan and their past rushed into his brain—the taste of her kiss, the tickle of her hair on his cheek, the low tone of her sigh when they made love.

The moment he told her goodbye.

“I oughta set you up with her. She needs a good lay and you need to get your head out of your ass.”

“Sure, sell me for parts.” In Megan’s hands, he’d willingly offer whatever parts she wanted. His cock, his mouth, his tongue… Damn. If he didn’t get his priorities straight, he’d be caught in the middle of the garage with a hard-on.

“Shit. You ain’t got any parts she could use other than someone to direct her team. Women don’t need to own race teams.” Guy threw his hands in the air. “Since we’re in the garage area, why don’t we talk cars? Got any ideas for how we make your speeds better? I’d love to have both my cars finish the race for a change.”

Tucker turned his back on Megan’s position. The cars. Right. Focus on something other than his cock or his irritation towards Guy Turner. “Maybe we should share equipment like you promised at the beginning of the season. Boyd’s team could stand to share their findings once in a while.” He followed behind Guy as he strolled away. “I can make things work if I have the right equipment.”

Guy stopped at the second car. “Lower your voice.” He groaned. “You make it sound like I give you shit and expect miracles.”

“My rear end gear broke in two straight races. Makes me wonder what you are giving me.”

“You want good stuff? Prove to me you can handle it. Boyd gets better stuff because he’s twenty-three and winning. I put the money where the performance is.”

“But—”

“No buts. Step up, improve your attitude, and I’ll consider a change. Keep up the DNFs and you’re out. Plain and simple.”

Tour Day Three!!! I'm at TWO Places!!

So the tour continues and I have to say I have had a blast. Today should be a real workout - I'm at TWO locations today. I'll do my best to keep up.

So where am I? Book Junkie!! Now I have to say I've had a blast there in the past and today should be no exception.

Where else? News and Reviews from the Heart of the Dragons Den, that's where. I hope you'll join me and comment and put your name in the hat for the GC. You should.

Oh and the spotlight over at Whipped Cream is still going throughout the week. Come on over. Hey, it's another chance and who doesn't want to win a GC? One of the days I've got a vingette with Megan and Tucker as well as more cool stuff. Check it out!

Want more info on Ever Fallen in Love? Here's the blurb:

Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.

Once a driver, always a driver...


Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again...Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it means losing his heart.

Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.

Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?

Reader Advisory: This book contains a little spanking, anal play, and domination shared between former lovers, but no one’s complaining. For good measure, there’s the sizzling use of a Camaro hood for outdoor pleasure.

Get your copy here!

And here's an excerpt:

“Just once I’d like to catch a God damned break.” Tucker Poston had pulled into his garage stall and wrenched his race helmet from his head. “Bastard knew I was there and still shoved me into the wall.” He tossed the safety gear out of the window. “This shit has to end. I’m tired of racing crashed cars.”

“Just like Cline knew you were there the week before, and yeah, the shit has to end. I’m tired of replacing crashed cars.” Guy Turner tapped on the roof of the car. “Get out, Poston.”

Tucker ground his teeth together. Just what he needed…his ass handed to him on a platter. He wriggled out through the window. “Mr Turner, I swear—”

“Spare me the excuses.”

Raking his fingers through his hair, Tucker glanced at the midway. Although he heard Guy’s rant, the words didn’t register above the roar of cars thundering down the backstretch. The tangy scent of race fuel and motor oil permeated the air. A whip of late-October breeze caressed his cheek. He noticed none of it after the flash of chestnut hair caught his eye. He shifted position to keep her in view, using the guise of removing the rest of his safety gear. He had to see this woman again. Make sure it was her.

“Are you listening to me?” Guy stepped into Tucker’s line of sight. “She’d better be cute.”

Tucker stared at his car owner. “What?”

“I know you ain’t gettin’ any—when you do, you race well. Eighth place doesn’t win races. So I am to assume you’re checking out a woman.” Guy turned and whistled. “Holy shit.”

“What?” Tucker tugged the zipper on his uniform down and flapped air into the suit. October in Virginia wasn’t that hot.

“You’re staring at Megan Rodney.”

“Nah,” he lied as he rubbed his eyes and caught a flash of her face in his mind. Megan. Heat stirred low in his belly. Memories of Megan and their past rushed into his brain—the taste of her kiss, the tickle of her hair on his cheek, the low tone of her sigh when they made love.

The moment he told her goodbye.

“I oughta set you up with her. She needs a good lay and you need to get your head out of your ass.”

“Sure, sell me for parts.” In Megan’s hands, he’d willingly offer whatever parts she wanted. His cock, his mouth, his tongue… Damn. If he didn’t get his priorities straight, he’d be caught in the middle of the garage with a hard-on.

“Shit. You ain’t got any parts she could use other than someone to direct her team. Women don’t need to own race teams.” Guy threw his hands in the air. “Since we’re in the garage area, why don’t we talk cars? Got any ideas for how we make your speeds better? I’d love to have both my cars finish the race for a change.”

Tucker turned his back on Megan’s position. The cars. Right. Focus on something other than his cock or his irritation towards Guy Turner. “Maybe we should share equipment like you promised at the beginning of the season. Boyd’s team could stand to share their findings once in a while.” He followed behind Guy as he strolled away. “I can make things work if I have the right equipment.”

Guy stopped at the second car. “Lower your voice.” He groaned. “You make it sound like I give you shit and expect miracles.”

“My rear end gear broke in two straight races. Makes me wonder what you are giving me.”

“You want good stuff? Prove to me you can handle it. Boyd gets better stuff because he’s twenty-three and winning. I put the money where the performance is.”

“But—”

“No buts. Step up, improve your attitude, and I’ll consider a change. Keep up the DNFs and you’re out. Plain and simple.”

The Tour Continues...at the Forbidden Bookshelf!

So who won the GC?

Karen C!!!

Email me off blog and I'll get you your prize!
Congrats!!!

Where I am today?
Why, the Forbidden Bookshelf, that's where. Come on and join me. I love to chatter and welcome comments.

Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.

Once a driver, always a driver...


Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again. Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it means losing his heart.

Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.

Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?

Contains a little spanking, anal play, and domination shared between former lovers, but no one’s complaining. For good measure, there’s the sizzling use of a Camaro hood for outdoor pleasure.

Anniversaries, Tours, and Releases....OH MY!

I'm starting the tour today and heading over to Romance With Attitude. Go over there, AFTER you do something for me here and hey, you could win a GC to Amazon or BN.

So what do you have to do here? Well, this is my tenth release and the first story I'd ever written, so today is a little anniversary for me. A special occasion. Now, do you want to win a GC to Amazon or Total-E-Bound, today? Comment. Yup. BUT, you have to give a little about your first love. Megan was Tucker's first love. Mine? He was the son of a friend of my mom's. We're still friends, even if things didn't quite work out. So now's your turn.

And while you're at it, nab a copy of Ever Fallen in Love and a print copy of Please Remember Me. Both are out today!

Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.

Once a driver, always a driver...

Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again...Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it means losing his heart.

Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.

Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?

Reader Advisory: This book contains a little spanking, anal play, and domination shared between former lovers, but no one’s complaining. For good measure, there’s the sizzling use of a Camaro hood for outdoor pleasure.

Flirty Friday

So it's Friday. Time to talk about what's on the schedule, what's coming up, and what I'm up to.

On the Schedule?

Ok, I had a guest coming 8/15, but circumstances have put the interview off for a time. Nichelle, my heart goes to you.


Monday! Monday! Monday! On Monday, I'm talking about my latest release, Ever Fallen in Love. This is a near and dear to my heart because it's got a racing arc to it and it's the first ever thing I'd written. It's very much edited and revised since that originally penning. But in celebration of the release, I'm having a contest. Want to take part? Win a GC to Amazon, BN or TEB? Stop back and comment on Monday about your great love. Easy Peasy. And while you're at it, Please Remember Me comes out from Total-E-Bound in print. Want a copy? Click here. It's sure to be a treat.

What else is happening next week? I'm the Spotlight Author over on Whipped Cream. Cool, huh? There's a contest going over there, too. Read my spotlights. You'll learn new things about me and should have some fun.

What's Coming Up?

I'm chatting on the Whipped Cream Yahoo loop on 8/27. Come on over and have a blast for the Anniversary Bash. You could win a kindle, nook or $150 GC to Amazon or BN. Cool, eh?

September 11th, I'm blogging over on Hitting the Hot Spot. I'm not exactly sure what I'm going to talk about as well, it's a heavy day. But come check it out and maybe we can swap stories.

September 12th - Treble Antholgy releases from Total-E-Bound. I'm really psyched about it because it's the first anthology I've ever taken part in. Parkur, Jacoby, and Juniper were fun to write and I hope the fun I had translates into the story.

What am I up to?

I'm always working on Gypsy's story. Seems she gets sullen and doesn't want to cooperate. It happens.

I've had a request for me to finish my firefighter story. I gave bits of it to a friend and she wanted to know how the whole thing comes together. Might have to dust that one off and get moving on it.

I'm still wavering on finishing the sequel to Careless Whisper. Lis really wants her story told, but I don't know. Thoughts?

Anyway...unless I'm helping Megan or working with the CPs I'm going to get some writing done this week. (I hope.)

Flirty Friday

It's Flirty Friday. I'm sitting and watching the same Queen documentary again. Yes, again. Hey, that Freddie Mercury is charismatic. And even with the moustache, he can really work the mini skirt.

Ok, so flirts...

I got my vid for Ever Fallen In Love yesterday and yes, I love it.


Cool, huh? Goddess Fish does the best work. Lurve them. Really, I do. Want to know more about Ever Fallen In Love? Here's the blurb:

Tucker lost the love of his life once, but this time, he’s not taking no for an answer.

Once a driver, always a driver...

Racing consumes Tucker Poston’s life. Until he sees her again. Megan Rodney. She’s the one person to come between him and his ride. She’s the only woman to understand him. The only woman he’s ever loved. Circumstances tore their love apart. Now he’s determined to show her the contents of his soul, even if it means losing his heart.

Being a driver doesn’t warm his lonely nights. Too bad she’s not interested.

Megan’s not about to fall for his smooth lines and slick image. She’s got a good life as a team owner for a stock car team. Still, memories of their love affair burn bright in her mind. What’s a girl to do when the man of her dreams, the man who pushed her away, wants a second chance at forever?

Contains a little spanking, anal play, and domination shared between former lovers, but no one’s complaining. For good measure, there’s the sizzling use of a Camaro hood for outdoor pleasure.

Available now for preorder and releases on August 15th!!!


So what else is on the docket?

I've been working with Megan to get her most recent sub done. It went out last night so fingers crossed.

I've got the stripper story, When You're With Me, almost done. One more scene to finish. The rest has been by CP so....we'll see.

I'm waiting to hear from CP on the Greek I gave a second chance to. I hope it's in decent shape.

Megan got a challenge, so I'm going to help crit and work with her to get that one done.

And I will look at Gypsy's story...wander past, think about it, look at it again, and probably keep strolling...I am so bad.

I'm still on the fence about my ghost story. I ended with a cliff hanger of sorts. It doesn't seem to have found it's niche and I am wondering if I should continue the two book series. Thoughts?

Let me know. I am listening.

Flirty Friday

It's that time of the week. Time to do the Friday Flirts.

I've got news, but I want to be cautious about spreading it, so I'll wait a little longer. Hey, can't blame a girl for being cautious.

I'm working diligently on the stripper story. It's almost there. We'll see.

Megan and I have been on a super Queen jag, so maybe I'll pop in the cd and we can crank out the stories.

I got the print cover for Please Remember Me. No idea when it will be available in print, but I'll let you know.

Found out Savin' Me will be in audio form, print form in the antho, and a single title release. I'm psyched.

The plan is to finish stripper story, then get moving, really moving on Gypsy's story. We'll see.

I'm taking Ever Fallen in Love on tour through Goddess Fish in August, release week. August 15-19. I'm stoked. Also in August, I'm going to be a spotlight on Whipped Cream. Cool, I know.

Ta for now. I've got essays to write.

Thank You Thursday...Tunes!!!

Thought I'd share what I'm listening to right now. It totally helps me get in the mood to write and plus, I'm in a Transformers phase.

Delicate and hard at the same time. Plus it's a little quirky. I love quirky.


Luke Bryan is plain old sexy. This song is a great get in the mood kind of song and plus, again, there's Luke Bryan. He was part of the inspiration behind Tucker in my upcoming book, Ever Fallen in Love. Ain't he a cutie?



Personal favorite. Gary Allan, airplanes, and a reminder of Right Where I Need to Be.

Enjoy!!!