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Time for the Sunday Snog!! Here's from Honey and Decadence. Love this book. Hope you do, too. 

'Honey and Decadence' by Wendi Zwaduk

In the Whip It Up Anthology

Total-E-Bound

Contemporary, M/F, Anal Sex, BDSM, Food Play, Fetish, Novella



All work and no play makes life boring…unless there's a dollop of whipped cream and a studded paddle involved. Then it's all fun.

Roxy loves her job at the Delight Tonight restaurant, but she longs for more. She’d rather find employment using her accounting skills. Her boss, Sean, has mentioned he’s interested in bringing her on as an accountant. Can she keep her wits about her or will she cave in to the blossoming feelings she has for him?

Sean doesn’t date his staff…ever. Except, Roxy makes him rethink his rules. She’s curvy, sexy and one of the few people he trusts. When he’s given the birthday surprise of his life, he knows he wants Roxy in every way.

Will getting her into his bed translate into a love to last forever, or a lust and chocolate-filled disaster?

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And now for that Snog!

Talk about a great surprise. Sean picked up a second berry, then dragged it through the whipped cream. He licked the cream off the crimson strawberry but barely tasted the fruit. He focused his attention on the sight of Roxy, his fantasy girl, covered in food. Elias knew what Sean liked and how to come through in the clinch. Sean trailed his fingers down her leg. She shivered and stuffed her hands under her bottom. He couldn’t have imagined a better display for his birthday supper.

“So pretty.” He sat on the chair, then leaned over her and sucked one of the cherries into his mouth. She closed her eyes and her lips parted farther. The Nyotaimori girls weren’t supposed to react to the patrons—not in a traditional setting. But this, this was not traditional by a long shot. Sean dipped his finger in the whipped cream then drew a heart on her sternum.

Her cheeks flooded with colour and she whimpered.

“Talk to me, Roxy.” He dragged the other cherry in the fluffy white cream, then dangled it over her mouth. “First, take a bite.”

She curled her tongue around the cherry before pulling the fruit from the stem. Her brown eyes glittered and she moaned.

“So sexy.” He hooked his finger in the cake, then smeared frosting on her belly. The contrast of the perky blue frosting and her pale skin turned him on. He swiped his tongue through the sugary concoction, cleaning her up. His cock thickened and the blood rushed through his body. If they were in his bedroom, he’d do so much more with her. So much more.

“Don’t stop,” Roxy panted. She arched her back, offering herself to him. “Please?”

Oh hell yes, he’d take things further. He scooted to the head of the table and cupped her jaw in his hand. The sugary confection on his fingers smudged on her cheek. Time to tell her about their shared past and how much he wanted to give their future a try.

“You’re not wearing your red velvet mask.” He pressed a kiss to her lips, then licked her bottom lip. “It’s sexy as hell, but I like you better without it.”

“You remembered,” she whispered.

“I couldn’t forget.” He kissed her again, this time taking total control of the connection. He tangled their tongues and learnt her taste. When she moaned, he slid one arm behind her neck. “I want to play with you. More than anything we could do at Push and so much hotter.”

Her chest heaved. “Play?” The corner of her mouth curled. “I’d love to be yours for the night.”

Sunday Snog ~ Sunshine of Your Love

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It's Sunday snog time! Whoop! I thought I'd share a snippet from Sunshine of Your Love, my recent historical from Total-E-Bound. I love this story and hope you do, too. :-)

Sunshine of Your Love by Wendi Zwaduk

Recent Historical

M/F, Erotic Romance

Total-E-Bound Publishing

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It’s 1970. The world is in upheaval. Can two people really make a difference and find love at the same time?

Noel Flynt signed up for the Army to carry out his family duty. He never expected the travesties of Vietnam to take their toll on him. He’s coming back to the world he thought he knew, but with everything changing around him, he’s going to have to learn he can’t live in the past.

Cindy Stephens couldn’t wait for Noel to return. She sees the man within the uniform and has loved him for as long as she can remember. But times have changed. She’s not the timid schoolgirl any longer. Can she accept his changes, too?
The only constants are time and love.

Reader Advisory: This book contains one war hero, the woman who loves him, lots of hot sex, with a little spanking mixed in for good measure.

EXCERPT:

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

“You don’t mean that.” Cindy scooted closer to him. “You two were the perfect pair.” Saying the words out loud hurt.

“I am far from perfect and I’m positive Sophie and I wouldn’t have had a future together. What she wants is now nothing like what I want.” Noel tapped her nose with his index finger, like he had when she was a child. “I’m not sorry and I’m not surprised. Sophie can’t handle things when the shit hits the fan. She wants the easy way out. I just hope the poor asshole knows what he’s gotten himself into.” He kissed her ring finger. “This looks better on your hand, like it’s supposed to be there.”

She touched his cheek, loving the scratch of day-old whiskers against the tips of her fingers. “Thank you.”

“That’s why you have it now.” He tilted his wrist. “My watch says it’s nearly seven. Why don’t we get out of this parking garage? Are you hungry? I’m starving. We could grab a late supper and talk.”

“Sure.” She cleared her throat. “Why don’t you drive?”

Noel offered his hand. “Yeah?” He helped her off the trunk of the car, but didn’t back up. The hem of her dress caught on his jeans leg, exposing most of her thigh. She wriggled to cover herself up, but he stopped her again. “Been a long time since I’ve seen something so sexy.” He smoothed the fabric, palming her thigh on the way down. “A long time.”

His lips parted and his breath warmed her skin. The musk of his cologne wrapped around her, enveloping her in his strength and masculinity. She placed her hands on his chest. His pulse thrummed under her hand. If she bounced on the balls of her feet, she’d be able to kiss him. His words came back to her. Tomorrow is never guaranteed. Then she’d take her chance today.

Cindy licked her bottom lip then captured his mouth in a kiss. Noel hummed and curled his arms around her waist. He tightened his grasp, holding her flush against his body. His erection jabbed into her stomach. Heat from him radiated along her nerve endings. His tongue tangled with hers. Feeling bold, she sucked on his tongue and ground her hips on his thigh. If they hadn’t been in the middle of the parking garage, she’d gladly have helped him initiate her trunk lid.

Noel pulled away first. A predatory look filled his brown eyes. “Get in the car.”

Hump Day Humps ~ Drizzle Me in Chocolate!

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It's time for the Hump Day Humps!! Woo Hoo!! Here's mine from my short story in the Smut for Chocoholics Anthology, Drizzle Me in Chocolate. Enjoy! And don't forget to check out the other humps!

Chocolate might not last forever, but love does. 

Elysa agreed to model chocolate, but she never imagined she’d be faced with her past. Simon Dumont playboy, millionaire and her one weakness. Can she get through the shoot with her pride intact, or is he worth losing her heart all over again? 

Simon knew damn well who he wanted for those pictures. Only one woman could embody the sensuality needed to sell his exotic chocolates and chocolate inspired sex toys. Elysa Green. He’s not about to be denied a second time. Can the Casanova of Chocolates prove he’s the one man to make her happy or will their smouldering passion consume them before love strikes a second time?

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And now for that hump!

Simon stood and whisked her off the chaise lounge. She’d walked out of his life before and without much explanation. Part of him wanted her to rebuke him, but the rest of him craved her. Elysa Green affected him much like the chocolate—one taste wasn’t enough.

“Finish the shoot, then we can play.” He placed the square of chocolate on her tongue. “We’ve got all night.”

Her eyes rolled back in her head and she moaned again. She chewed in deliberate motions, licking her lips. Her cheeks infused with a beautiful shade of pink.

“Don’t know if I can wait that long.”

“You will.” He wrapped one arm around her. “Remember our games?”

“How could I forget?” Her blush deepened.

“The other half of the shoot involves the games we played and showcasing the more decadent, sexual side of my chocolate business. I’m just watching—you’re modelling the items.” He rubbed his cock between her thighs, reminding her how much he wanted her. “All of them.”

Elysa opened her mouth, but instead of saying anything she rose up on her toes and kissed him. The connection seared him to the core. A touch of the chocolate remained on her lips. He curled his other arm around her waist and smoothed his left hand up to the base of her neck. Elysa moaned and writhed against his chest. Yes, this was what he missed. She came alive in his embrace and pushed him to want more from her. He threaded his fingers into her hair and tugged, breaking the kiss and exposing her neck to his appraisal.

“Whatever you want from me, I’m yours,” she murmured. Her skirt shifted high on her hips, exposing her ass and the tiny thong she wore.

“Fuck.” Simon walked her backwards to the chaise and eased her onto the butter soft leather surface. Her hair fanned out around her face like a caramel wave and she puckered her kiss swollen lips. He didn’t bother to move the skirt, but rather shifted the panties aside. Her scent, flowery perfume and musk drifted up to him. His mouth watered.

“Take me, Simon.”  She opened her legs and dragged two fingers down her pussy lips. Her juices glittered in the harsh lighting.

He shouldn’t want her. Shouldn’t fuck her in the middle of a photo shoot, but holy shit. He’d been refused for too long.

Sunday Snoggin' With Best I Ever Had!!

It's time for the Sunday Snog, one of my favorite times of the week. For my snog, I thought I'd feature a snippet from my upcoming short story, a hot little menage called Best I Ever Had. Comes from Turquoise Morning Press on March 11th and I can't wait!!

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 lover…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?

And now for that snog!!

“I said it before and I meant it. I want to lick every inch of you and hear you scream my 

name, Em.” He stopped a whisper from her lips. “Only my name.”

“What about Quint?”

Instead of answer, Sam swooped in for a kiss. Emma gasped into his mouth. Her knees 

wobbled as he swiped his tongue over hers. Forget the loose top or her fears. She wrapped her 

arms around him and ground her pussy against the bulge in his jeans. Sam hiked her up against 

his chest and carried her into the bedroom. She broke the kiss and held on with each stride.

Emma collapsed on the bed. Her legs fell open. She never could resist his caress. “Take 

me, Sam.”

“My girl still wants me. Halle-fucking-lujah.” Sam groaned. His voice dropped two 

octaves to a rough bass that made her womb quiver. “Jesus, I missed you.”

“Missed you, too.” Emma nodded. “Show me.” Her heart thrummed in her ears and her 

breath caught in her throat. She wanted him for the rest of her life. She dropped her hand from 

her breasts and guided him to her soaked cut off shorts. She should’ve felt exposed. Instead, she 

felt complete. “Right here, right now, Sam.”

Sam ripped the t-shirt up over his head, giving Emma teasing glances of the chiseled 

muscles of his chest. Her gaze followed the thin trail of crisp mahogany hair that disappeared 

below his belt to where the true pleasure lay trapped. Emma moved her knees, her hands sliding 

down her torso until she hooked her fingers into her waistband.

“That’s right, baby.” Sam tossed the discarded garments onto the floor. “I want to see all 

of you.”

Emma shrugged out of his shirt. The brisk air in the bedroom kissed her dewy skin. She 

fumbled with the zipper on her shorts. Sam grasped the frayed edge of her shorts and pulled. The 

scream of ripping denim ricocheted through the room. “No bottoms?” Sam crawled along her 

body and planted his knees on either side of her hips. He cupped her chin and nibbled her ear. 

“You shaved.”

Emma threaded one arm around his neck and spoke against his lips. “I like being bare.”

“I like you bare.” He took both her hands in one of his and arranged her on the bed. 

“You’re so wet.” His gaze seared her. “For me.”

“Sam?” Her heart pounded. “Make love to me, Sam. With Quint watching.”

Be sure to check out the other snogs. You won't want to miss the heat!! Thanks for reading!

Ever Fallen in Love ~ Nascar Sunday Snog!!

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It's time for the Sunday Snog! Want to follow along? Click here! Since NASCAR officially returns today with the 55th running of the Daytona 500, I thought I'd share a white hot kiss from my NASCAR novella, Ever Fallen in Love. Enjoy!

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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?

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.

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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.

Sunday Snoggin' with Until the Night!

It's time for the Sunday Snogs and with the upcoming Valentine holiday in the wings, I thought I'd share my upcoming release, Until the Night. Read on and enjoy! Plus, next week I'll be featuring all the books in the Immortal Love Collection! Check it out...AFTER you read the snog. Grin!

Having a mate can be a pain. Having three…now that’s unheard of…

Gypsy volunteered to become a vampire, but she had no idea just what she’d agreed to do. As a human, she’d had her pick of willing males to warm her bed. As a creature of the night, she’s striking out.

Until she meets Kendall. He knows what she is and doesn’t care. He’s loved her since he met her, but he had no idea just how complicated her life truly was. Her protectors refuse to leave her side. But what if he wants them on his side, too?

Allan and Todd are mates, plain and simple. Gypsy is in their charge. Period. Until they start to see her not as a problem, but a sexy solution complete with an adorable human thrown in for fun.

Can they come together as a foursome or will they destroy everything they’ve built in the name of passion?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of mm sex, anal play, ménages of the mmf, mfm, and mmfm persuasions, as well as lots of biting and spanking. They’re having one hell of a party.

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And now for that snog!

“Then I’ve got just what you need—a hot and hunky male to share your bed.” His eyebrows bobbed. “Like someone tall, blond and handsome who has lots of blood he’s willing to part with in the name of rescue?”

She laughed despite her tears. “Don’t tell me you’re applying. That’s one of the most horrible come-on lines I’ve heard.”

Kendall cupped her jaw in both hands. Hunger shone amongst the green and blue flecks in his eyes. He worked the muscle in his jaw and the light caught the subtle colour changes of brown and gold in the scruff on his cheeks. She gulped to catch the breath she didn’t need. No heartbeat anymore meant that oxygen didn’t help her body like it had when she’d been alive.

God, she wanted to be amongst the living and for things to be normal again.

“Would you rather I be blunt?” He kissed the tip of her nose. “I want you. I don’t care if you’re a vampire or if you have those two guys who hang out over here. You infiltrate my thoughts and make me think about you when you’re not in the same room.”

“Me?” Embarrassment gripped her. Back when she’d been alive, she wouldn’t have doubted a man’s attraction to her. She’d have known it and have run with the feeling of being desired. Since dying, she’d lost her confidence. Men looked at her, sure, but not in the same way.

“Yes, you.” His pupils dilated and Kendall rested his forehead on hers. “I don’t see a vampire. I see a sexy woman that I want to make my own.”

Gypsy closed her eyes and melted into his touch as his mouth met hers. He swept his tongue over the seam of her lips and she opened to him. She suckled on him. Heat burned through her veins and she ground her hips against his thigh.

He curled one arm around her shoulders while the other arm snaked around her waist. Kendall lifted her from the floor. She wrapped her legs around his waist, not bothering to break the kiss.

Mint, he tasted like mint. She broke the connection to keep from scratching him with her teeth. Hunger pangs racked her body. Just one tiny cut, just enough to sate her appetite…

Kendall carried her into her bedroom and collapsed onto the bed with her on top. Gypsy closed her mouth to keep from displaying her fangs. She whimpered.

“You need to bite me, don’t you?”

Celebrating Smut in the City Week with a Smutty Sunday Snog!

Since I've been celebrating Smut in the City week all week, I thought I'd share my Sunday Snog from my short in the Smut in the City anthology! Mine's called Love of My Life. Want a copy of Smut? Get yours at Amazon or ARe. And keep watching, I've got more smut coming up this week with Viva Jones and a little bit about my story, too!!

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?”

Sunday Snoggin' with Play to Him

Here's my contribution to the Sunday Snogs!! I've been away the last week recharging and just plain taking a break. But fear not! I'm back! My snog comes from Play to Him. I love this story and hope you do, too! And it's on sale right now!

The key to her freedom is accepting his bonds.  

Rhiannon Dubois set out to find her own path in life—with her music, her career and what she wants in the bedroom. No more giving in to get what she wants. She’s making her own rules.

Except with the billionaire playboy she can’t get out of her mind.

Sebastian Chastain knows Rhiannon better than she knows herself. Despite her best efforts to hide her need for submission behind her independent streak, she blossoms when she relinquishes control. He’s got the tools to jumpstart her career and he’s not stopping until she regains her spot in the limelight.

She puts herself in his masterful hands, but can he also convince her to offer her heart?

Reader Advisory: This story has been previously released as part of the Bound to the Billionaire anthology by Total-E-Bound

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And now for that snog!!


One more item. If she liked it, he’d be willing to bet the item would become a bestseller. Sebastian had seen the particular apparatus used in one of the clubs he frequented. But his idea made the table better—padded enough to make her comfortable, but with a built-in motor, hinges and removable pieces enough to be a multi-tasker.

He led her across the room to a waist-high table. “Hop up.”

Rhiannon sat on the edge of the leather-covered table and scooted into place on her hands and knees. She spread her hands on the surface and opened her legs, resting her ankles on the stirrups. He fixed the straps around her legs, then clicked a second set of cuffs to the handcuffs on her wrists.

“Do you want to know just what this table will do?”

“Yes, Sir.” She opened her mouth and licked her lips.

“Good Kitten.” He pressed a button, lowering the table top. Her eyes widened, but she didn’t say anything. Sebastian smoothed her hair from her eyes, then stroked himself a couple of times. “Reach for me.”

Rhiannon inched forward as far as the restraints allowed and craned her neck. She flicked her tongue over the head of his cock.

“That’s a good girl.” He moved forward enough for her to engulf him in her sweet heat. She licked his balls then sucked one of his testicles into her mouth. Sensations of love and desire flowed through his veins. He drew a long breath and let it out slowly.

“Enough.” Sebastian withdrew, then shoved down his pants to where they pooled at his feet. He sat down on a chair before her and removed his socks. “You’ve pleased me,” he said, and unbuttoned his shirt, “but I think you need to wait a little longer.”

Sunday Snog with Play to Him!

I love writing short stories full of heat. You sort of figured that out by looking at my back list, right? Well, this one is packed with heat. PACKED. I loved writing it and playing with the characters. If you read Savin' Me from the Treble anthology, then you might remember Rhiannon. Well, she gets her time in the spotlight and so much more. Enjoy the snog!

Play to Him

The key to her freedom is accepting his bonds.

Rhiannon Dubois set out to find her own path in life—with her music, her career and what she wants in the bedroom. No more giving in to get what she wants. She’s making her own rules.

Except with the billionaire playboy she can’t get out of her mind.

Sebastian Chastain knows Rhiannon better than she knows herself. Despite her best efforts to hide her need for submission behind her independent streak, she blossoms when she relinquishes control. He’s got the tools to jumpstart her career and he’s not stopping until she regains her spot in the limelight.

She puts herself in his masterful hands, but can he also convince her to offer her heart?

Available for preorder here!

And now for that Snog!

“I’ve missed you, Kitten.”

Emboldened, she sat up. “Are you asking me to play?”

“Not in so many words, but do you have something in mind?” He curled his fingers under her chin. “I don’t have the collar here with me.”

“Don’t need one right now.”

“Oh? And what do you have in mind?” He crooked one brow and a smile lit up his face.

“May I please you, Sir?” She slipped onto the floor between his knees and fixed her gaze on his. “I want to show my appreciation.”

“Go on.”

Rhiannon freed his burgeoning erection from his pants and boxer shorts. With one hand, she massaged his sac. She licked her lips and wrapped her other hand around his cock. Fluid leaked from the tip of his length.

“Hmm,” he groaned and threaded his fingers into her hair. He released her tresses from the clip she used to hold them back. “Taste me, Kitten. Take me in.”

She stared up at him from under her lashes and traced the underside of his dick with her tongue. Sebastian shivered and his grip on her hair tightened. He closed his eyes and tipped his head back.

Rhiannon took his cock deep in her mouth. She swallowed, caressing the head of his erection with the back of her throat.

“Oh God.” He rocked his hips, taking control of the sex act. Rhiannon grinned around his member and allowed him to do what he pleased. She fondled his balls, kneading them to increase his pleasure.

He drew in a long breath and let it out on a moan. “Jesus.”

Sunday Snog ~ You'll Think of Me

This is a snog from You'll Think of Me. I love this story and since tomorrow is Veteran's Day in the US, I thought it fit. Enjoy!!

The man of her dreams finally came home from the war, but is he still the man she remembers or have his demons changed him forever?

Melanie Roberts loved her best friend more than she could ever imagine, and for longer than she wants to admit. Though once lovers, she's resigned herself to being no more than his best friend and roommate. On the eve of his return from deployment in Iraq, in order to keep her heart from breaking, she decides she's moving on—after one last sexy night.

Cade Nicholson has come to a decision. As he comes home damaged in both body and soul from his latest deployment, all he wants is to find comfort in Melanie's arms. Unsure and unsteady in expressing his love to the only woman to hold his heart, he has to find a way to convince her of his true feelings.

Can two best friends overcome their demons to prove their love for one another before past decisions come back to haunt them and it’s too late?

Reader Advisory: This book contains anal and outdoor sex.

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And now for that snog!

“I always thought of you.” He tapped his chest, directing her attention to the extra phrase, My Melanie. More tears formed in her eyes and he brushed them away with his kisses. “Melly, you never really left me. I wanted to die in that hospital in Germany, but I needed to live to come home to you. Even if you pushed me away, I decided I wouldn’t take another. You’re in my heart and soul. I’m not me without you, babe. I love you.”

She forced a teary laugh. “You know, I think you’re getting the hang of sappy—and I love it.”

Cade shifted to produce the engagement ring from his jeans pocket. Time to unload another burden.

She gasped. “Cade, that’s your mother’s ring. You… you kept it with you, all this time?”

He offered the delicate piece of jewelry to her. “Life won’t be easy living with me. I’ve got a lot of scars inside and out. I can’t always be the gentle giant you want. Can you accept that?”

“I always did.”

“I dragged this damn ring with me all the way to Afghanistan to remind me that I still loved you. Once we split, I couldn’t begin to fathom offering it to another woman. I wanted you and only you to wear it with pride. Will you take my last name?”

She stuck out her left hand. “Yes, without a doubt, yes!”

Cade slipped the ring onto her finger and scooped her into his arms. “Make my splintered spirit whole.” He placed a chaste kiss on her lips, tasting her. Giving her time to adjust to the change in their relationship, in case she changed her mind at the last minute.

“Huh-uh, big guy.” She fisted her hand in his T-shirt. “I want all of you—right now. Make love to me.”

Cade captured her mouth in a primal kiss, rediscovering every nuance of her. His cock hardened beneath his jeans and pressed against her denim clad pussy. Melanie backed away from him long enough to rip the tank top over her head and toss the cotton garment onto the floor. Her bra soon joined the tank top and her nipples pebbled under his inspection.

Her bold move kicked his desire top a fever pitch. “I won’t be able to last.”

“Perfect. I want this hard and fast.”

Phantom Snog!

I love these snogs, but since I took yesterday off from social media, I didn't get this up right away. No worries. It's going up now. I thought I'd use my Phantom of the Opera for the snog. I love Raoul and Christine, and I hope you do, too.

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?

Available here!

But now for that snog!!

“You must forget about me.”

“I cannot.” He threaded his fingers into her hair, drawing her close. “I have the most indecent thoughts when I’m near you.” He spoke against her lips. “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?”

“Your submission. Allow me to direct you as if I were the composer of one of your songs. Do you trust me?” Raoul smoothed a lock of her hair between his fingers. She smelt of flowers, a most intoxicating scent. Although she trembled in his arms, she met him for a kiss. Christine whimpered. Damn the blanket and the layers of fabric between them. He longed to feel her body next to his. He parted her robe and shoved the garment from her shoulders, leaving her in her nightgown. He swiped his tongue along her bottom lip and palmed her breast.

“Raoul,” she gasped, but didn’t swat him away. “I trust you.”

“Let me make you feel the magic.”

BlissKiss After Dark!

I love the fancy BlisseKiss weeks and I couldn't wait for BlisseKiss After Dark! Woo hoo! For this snog, I'm featuring Miss Me Baby. I love a good ghost story and Felicity is a naughty ghost!

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.

Available here!

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“We needed this chance to find out if what we had was meant to be.”

“This…us… It’s going to take time.” He threaded his fingers with hers. Blood thumped in his ears and heat swirled through his body. Yes, Lisa stood before him, but more and more flashes of Felicity came to the forefront. “As much as I hate Keagan right now, he’s right. We don’t encourage inter-office dating.”

“He does like rules.” She bit her bottom lip. “But if you want me to convince you the rules are crap, I could stick very”—she closed the gap between them—“very close. I was never much of a good girl, and I hate being told what I can’t do, unless you’re offering to teach me a lesson. Want to—?”

He kissed the response from her mouth. He wasn’t even sure where the feral response had come from. Lisa had been his friend, but when Lis looked up at him with those grey eyes and that gravelly purr, sheer instinct took over. He inched her backwards against the wall and crushed his groin against her. The taste of mint lingered in her kiss and her scent toyed with the rational parts of his brain. She brought out his need to dominate her, to feel her surrounding him.

Lis broke the kiss first. She gasped for air. “You know how to scramble my brain.” She rested her forehead against his. Her voice dropped to a husky octave. “This means we’re going to break a few more rules. I like it.”



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Sunday Snog ~ Over My Head!

Thanks to Victoria for doing this! Love the snogs! Here's mine:

Over My Head
Total-E-Bound
Contemp, suspense/mystery, action/adventure
m/f, anal play/sex
Novella


What happens when two opposites realise they have more in common than expected?

I’m a dancer…and a damn good one. I work at the Silver Steel Gentlemen’s Club. My hard and fast rule? No freebies and no office dating. Except for Slade. Hard, fast, slow, gentle...I don’t care. I’ll take him any way possible. But he’s not that into me.

Or so she thinks. I’m a bouncer at the Silver Steel. Astra doesn’t realise I see her—I can’t help myself. She captivates me every time she’s on the stage. I want her, but I have a...problem. I’m not at the Steel to pick up chicks or even work the room. I’m there to stop the influx of drugs into the community. Yeah, I’m a cop. But if the job means sampling the dancers... Well, as long as I keep my heart out of it, I’ll be fine.

I hope.

Reader Advisory: This book has a kick ass hero, a dancer with all the right moves, hot sex, a little mutual anal play for good measure and mention of drug use.

And here's my snog!

Fear? Hesitation? Slade palmed his gun in his coat pocket. Better to be safe than sorry. Astra dropped her bag on the massive bed and turned. Her hair fluttered about her shoulders. Had it been a different situation, he’d have yanked her into his arms for a thorough fucking.
Her lips parted as she closed the distance between them. She shrugged out of her jacket and dumped the discarded garment onto the floor. Her T-shirt, torn at the collar, slipped off one creamy shoulder. Astra placed her hands on his shoulders and backed him against the hotel room door.
“I’ve wanted you since the moment I saw you,” she murmured, her mouth a whisper away from his. “Make me feel alive.”
He didn’t have time to process her words before she pressed against him, chest to breast, mons to groin, and face to face. She licked her lips and placed an open-mouthed kiss to his lips.
Holy hell, he’d waited for this moment. He turned her around, pressing her back against the door and wrapped her legs around his waist. He splayed his hands on her ass. If they were going to fuck, it sure as hell wasn’t going to be up against some cold door. He wanted her in the bed, mussed sheets surrounding her.
Slade sucked her bottom lip into his mouth, thrilled when she groaned. One of her small hands threaded into his hair, tugging at the strands. Fuck. His cock throbbed. He needed her naked. Now. His legs connected with the edge of the bed, but instead of placing her on the mattress with grace, he tumbled down on top of her.
Astra laughed. She fucking laughed as he stood back up and struggled out of his coat. The vixen. “Better not be taunting me, little girl.” He tossed the tangled mass of coat onto the floor somewhere behind him. “I’m not one of those guys from the club.”
“Good."

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.”

Sunday Snoggin' with a WIP!!

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

So here's the snog!!

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

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

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

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

Sunday Snoggin' with Still the One

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

So here's the snog!!

Switch Anthology

Total-E-Bound
contemp, m/f, anal sex, toys, bdsm
novella
Available here

She'll be his salvation if he's willing to switch.

Being stressed out sucks, especially when you're in charge of a team. Just ask Eric Trask. The pit crew of the Fifty—Four truck team depends on him. The stress of keeping things running smoothly is wearing Eric down. What's a guy to do to get a little relief?

Janine Walters knows exactly what Eric's up against. She's the public relations face of the team. Pressure is all a part of the job. Her outlet for stress just happens to be wielding a crop.

Can Eric embrace her methods for stress relief or will her suggestion tear their fragile relationship apart?

Reader Advisory: This book contains the use of a crop, spanking, a little bondage, a little pegging, some toys and a woman who knows how to use a strap on to pleasure her man.

Snoggin' time!!

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

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

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

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

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

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

“No coming until I tell you.”

Sunday Snoggin' and Tangled Up

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

Tangled Up
Total-E-Bound
novella
mmf, mf, toys, bdsm, m/f/m

Available At:

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

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

Things are about to change.

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

Maybe the perfect number is three after all.

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

And now for that snog!!

Here goes nothing.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Sunday Snoggin' With Please Remember Me

I love Sunday Snoggin' Time. Why? Because there are so many hot snogs just waiting to be discovered. There are! I want to thank Victoria Blisse for having the Snogs because it's a great idea! Now, what's my snog? Please Remember Me!

Here's a little bit about the book:

Genre Contemporary
Book Length Super Novel
Erotic Rating Total-e-burning
eBook Format ePub/HTML/PDF/Mobipocket(prc)
eReaders Supported All current eReaders
Send direct to Kindle? Yes
Cover art by Lyn Taylor
ISBN# 978-0-85715-553-5
Available here!

And now for that snog!!!!

“Jaden?” One more moment and he’d be able to get her out of his system.

Who was he fooling? One kiss and he’d be sunk.

In the doorway, she turned. “Call me Jaden Marie. My mom always called me that. I like it better. It seems more like me.”

“Well, it is you.” Good gravy, he sounded smooth. “I mean…”

“See? My awkward social grace is catching.” A giggle swept past her lips. “I’ll see you tomorrow?”

“Yeah, come by around ten and we’ll paint the town.” Oy, that sounded even goofier. He clamped his mouth shut but still reached for her. As much as his conscience dictated he let her go, he yearned for her. She paused. Should he go for it? Why not? Jaden beat him to the punch. With lightning speed, she touched her lips to his. Her eyes fluttered shut as she leaned in to him. With his tongue, he traced her mouth, her lips soft as petals on his skin.

Wrapping an arm around her waist, he tugged her close. The stiffy grew. When they parted for air, he gasped, “I’m glad you didn’t disappear, Jaden Marie.”

Her voice came out in a whisper. “I am, too.”

Sunday Snoggin' ~ Love Remembers

Time for a scorching hot kiss! Thanks to Blisse Kiss for having the Sunday Snogs. Love them! Today is the Blisse Kiss by the Sea event and even though I don't have a sea faring story, or even one set BY the sea but that's okay. I love posting the snogs and couldn't skip a week! Grin. So which snog am I featuring today? Glad you asked.

I'm featuring Love Remembers. It's not a sea story, but the heroine does cross a stream to get to the hero. Close enough. Check out the other snogs, but read mine first.



available here!

Now about that snog!

“I can love whomever I choose.”

Love? Had she heard him correctly…again? She sucked in a ragged breath. “Gregorius…”

“You are a freed woman in my home.” He rubbed his nose along her cheek. “Yes, the laws state you must be a citizen in order for us to marry, but rules are meant to be broken.”

More tears pricked behind her eyes. “Please do not offer me things I cannot have.”

All her dreams seemed possible…and yet, once Visius learned of her whereabouts, nothing good would come of his actions. “You do not want me as a pallake.”

He placed a kiss to the very corner of her mouth, teasing her. “Ah, your spark, your fire should wound me. Instead, it draws me in.” Taking her hand in his, he nipped each finger then laved his tongue over the soft bites. “Time be damned, I find myself addicted to you all over again, Aspasia.” His kisses trailed down her bare arm. “You have filled my dreams and my fantasies since the moment I saw you in your father’s stall.” His erection stabbed against her thigh. “You may have all of me. I am yours.”

He tilted her chin to crush his mouth over hers. She mewled, wanting him everywhere.

Sunday Snog ~ Right Where I Need to Be

This week for my Sunday Snog, I thought I'd shine a spotlight on my first novel, Right Where I Need to Be. Thanks to Victoria Blisse for having the Sunday Snogs. This is so much fun. Click here or on the banner for more snogs. Now on to that Snog of mine!

Right Where I Need to Be Wild Rose Press Contemp Spicy, m/f Novel Available here!

Logan Malone needs an acting job and fast. With his string of broken hearts, his professional life lies in shambles. To resurrect his career, he must audition for a television role which could be the job of a lifetime.

Cass Jensen needs an actor for her made for TV movie. The previous actor dropped out, leaving her stranded. Her savior shows up looking sinfully sexy and totally right for the part, but what part is she auditioning him for - her movie or her bed?

It's snoggin' time! “There’s a lot you don’t know about me,” he replied and sat on the edge of the bed. Wary, she took a step back. “Ah. You’re only staying one night. We don’t need to get intimate.”

He cocked his head. “You know you want to.”

“Don’t go there. I’ll get you an extra pillow and blanket.”

“For you?”

She wrinkled her brows. “Nope. I’m a loner.”

“I want to tell you something.”

Cass stiffened and narrowed her eyes. She could see the wheels turning in his mind. Knowing Logan as little as she did, she had no idea what he thought. The dogs whined behind her. Something felt off.

“It’s not bad, I promise.”

“Oh, sure.”

“When I’m around you, I’m tongue-tied because I want you to like me.”

She knotted her fingers together, mostly because she didn’t know what else to do with them rather than reach for him. She turned away. When did the air in the room get so blasted thin and warm? “I see.”

“Do you?”

His words washed over her like a waterfall. She wanted to give in, but if she touched him, she’d never be able to pull away. She turned back around. “Logan this can’t—”

He stood inches from her. His eyes flashed just as he lowered his lips to hers. A warm rush flowed from her brain all the way to her toes. She felt sparks radiate from his fingertips as he twined them with hers. A moan escaped her throat. Oh, he tasted too good to walk away from.

But in that instant, he pulled back. “That’s just a sampling,” he murmured. “We could continue all night long, if you desire.”

Cass swallowed hard. His erection jabbed into her stomach. Maybe she could turn a man on after all. More thunder crashed, spooking the dog.

“I’d better go,” she whispered.

Logan nodded. “I’ll be here if you need me.”