Showing posts with label Sunday Post. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Sunday Post. Show all posts

Sunday, April 6, 2014

Sunday Snoggin' with Firelit Magic

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Firelit Magic by Wendi Zwaduk 
Contemporary, Paranormal - Witches
Novella
Totally Bound

Fire-red magic and white-hot nights make up the best witch’s brew…

Young witch Cian is coming into her own—and her magic. She’s happy rescuing the black cats that society doesn’t want, but she’s lonely. A sexy man to warm her nights would be perfect. Too bad the man in question isn’t interested—or is he?

Officer Tommy Barnes noticed red-haired beauty Cian the first time he stepped into her store, but a witch and a cop shouldn’t mix—should they? And what’s with her seemingly sinister interest in black cats? He can’t deny his attraction to her, so while his sixth sense says she’s harmless, a little investigative work between the sheets never hurt…

Can Tommy withstand the red-hot fire or will this witch get the best of him?

Reader Advisory: This book follows secondary characters from Candlelit Magic.

Available here:
https://www.totallybound.com/firelit-magic#excerpt

And now for that Snog!

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Copyright © Wendi Zwaduk 2014. All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Totally Bound Publishing.

Cian leaned over him and helped him free himself of his trousers. She picked up the condom and tore the foil packet in her teeth.

“Oh shit, yeah.” Tommy worked his pants and boxers past his hips. “Dance for me. You’re so sexy.”
He wasn’t the smoothest with sex talk, but he doubted she cared. She flipped her hair over her shoulder and wriggled her hips. Once more, her skin seemed to glow. God, he wanted her. He scooted to the edge of the sofa cushion and reached for her again.

Cian dropped to her knees. She looked up at him from between his legs and dragged her tongue along his cock.

His vision blurred. His tongue felt fifteen sizes too big and every nerve ending in his body crackled. Maybe it was the lack of sex in the past six months who cared?

She engulfed him in her hot mouth and raked her teeth over the crown of his dick. Every move she made sent shivers through his body. He gasped for breath.

“Come here,” he said. He leaned forward and threaded his fingers into her hair. As much as he wanted her to continue sucking him, he needed to be inside her. Tommy pulled her onto his lap, feeling every inch of her softness. He liked a woman with a little meat on her bones and Cian fit his requirements. She settled on his thighs and rolled the condom down his dick. Her eyes sparkled and she licked her bottom lip.

He’d let her take control for long enough. Tommy held onto her waist and positioned her above his cock. He inched down on the seat to give himself a better angle to work from and pushed into her heat.

Cian gripped him from within. Her skin flushed. She tipped her head back, exposing her throat and giving him access to her breasts.

Tommy tilted her forward enough to suck her nipple. He braced his feet on the floor and rocked her on his lap. Her moans and whimpers turned his senses inside out. He slid in and out of her tight pussy. Christ. He flicked his tongue over her areola and smothered his moans against her skin.

Shit. He groaned and spilled his seed in the condom. Cian moaned. When he gazed up at her and released her breast, the pale peach tone of her skin faded to white. She closed her eyes and her lips were parted a fraction of an inch.

“Whoa,” he whispered as she tightened around him. Little by little, her color returned. He smoothed one hand behind her head and met her for a kiss.

“Don’t leave tonight.” She draped her arms around his neck. “Stay with me.”


He couldn’t see himself anywhere else.


Saturday, January 11, 2014

Sunday Snoggin' with Play to Him

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It's time to warm up after the holidays. It's brisk here and raining. If you got one of those shiny new reading devices this past holiday, then you'll want to include this snog-tastic book in your collection. Grin. Play to Him--hot times with a hot man and sex toys!

Play to Him by Wendi Zwaduk  
From the Bound to the Billionaire Anthology
Totally Bound
Contemporary, BDSM, M/F, Anal Sex, Toys, Spanking, Bondage
Short Story
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?


And now for that snog!

“Now, I believe I owe you punishment from last night.”
A shimmer of desire skated from her nipples to her pussy. Punishment. Time to release all the negativity in her soul.
Sebastian rolled the cuffs of his dress shirt up to his elbows, then toed out of his shoes. “At least five lashes from the flogger.” He removed his belt and tossed it onto the pile of clothing at his feet. “Or do you want more?”
“More, Sir,” she replied, knowing full well what her response would earn her.
“Bad Kitten.” He opened a drawer beneath the bondage bed. “I need to get your toys. Which shall we play with tonight?” He pulled a cat-o’-nine-tails from the drawer. “This one leaves such pretty lines on your ass.” He caressed the glass handle. “And it serves a dual purpose.”
She shivered. Anticipation was a bitch, but a bitch she loved dearly.
“If I want, I can use this end for a nice plug.” He grasped the handle, then turned her around. “Now.”
Rhiannon braced for the first sting of the flogger. She arched her back, giving him more access to her ass. He struck her once, hard enough for pleasure-filled pain to sear through her body.
“Fuck.” He added another two lashes to her bottom. Her skin burned and her pussy clenched. She closed her eyes, basking in the sensations. Sebastian swatted the tops of her thighs and the middle of her back.
She measured her breaths and gave in to the need to let go. The crap in her past flowed away, replaced by the warmth of his flogger on her skin. She rolled her hips.
“Tease. You want more?” He draped the tails of the flogger on her ass in a cool contrast to the fire deep in her body.
“Yes, Sir.”
“I can’t say no to my Kitten.” He slapped her ass, twice on each cheek. “Damn. I can’t wait.”
She tipped her head, listening to his movements. He grunted, the sound followed by the click of his zipper. Sebastian grabbed her leg, hobbling her. One arm went around her torso and he palmed her breast.
“Who do you belong to?” His cock throbbed against her pussy lips.
“You, Sir.”


Saturday, January 4, 2014

Sunday Snogging with Drawn Together

I"m celebrating the Tuesday release of my first title for Ellora's Cave, Drawn Together, in this week's Sunday Snog!

Drawn Together by Wendi Zwaduk  
Ellora’s Cave
Novella
M/F, Spanking, Light BDSm


Graig Case wants to teach history and coach baseball. Plain and simple. But nothing in his life has been simple. He’s also got a secret. He loves to watch the sexy woman across the courtyard dance. He’d love for his fantasy girl to be his best friend, but fantasy and reality don’t always mix.

Tessa Martin has given up on love. She’s played second fiddle most of her life. Guys like hanging out with her. But being one of the guys doesn’t keep her warm at night. Still, she indulges in her one treat—dancing naked at night for Graig. No emotions involved means no one gets hurt. Except when they end up working in the same school, in the same hallway. Then all bets are off.

Inside Scoop: This lucky hero gets to take control when his new girl encourages him to spank her.


And now a Hot EXCERPT:
Artists do it dirty.
He loved the poster on her wall. Such an odd item for the bedroom wall of an adult woman, but then again, he liked it, so maybe he was just as odd. Didn’t really matter. Once the woman caught him watching her, well, the game would be over.
Graig settled back into the easy chair he’d moved into his bedroom. He checked his watch once more. Eleven o’clock. Just about time for her to come into her bedroom.
He shouldn’t watch her. Shouldn’t be turned on by the sway of her hips as she shimmied out of her jeans. But damn. She moved like she knew he was there.
The light flicked on, bathing the room across the courtyard in warmth. Thank God they both lived on the top floor with balconies blocking the view to the apartments below. Any lower and everyone else would be able to see her. Blood pounded in his veins and heat flooded his body. Any moment now. The woman stepped into frame. She unwound the elastic from her hair and tossed her dark tresses over her shoulder. The scent of strawberry floated to him. Her perfume? The scent of her shampoo? Probably his mind playing tricks on him, but he didn’t care. He licked his lips. Just to grab hold of the silky locks and bury his face in them.
She looked so damn familiar, but he’d never ventured across the courtyard to get a better look. She reminded him of the minx from the school. Tessa didn’t strike him as the type to dance in front of an open window. She came across so stiff and proper, not at all like the vibrant babe he loved to watch. Maybe if she peeled back the layers surrounding her and lived a little. Maybe. God, he wanted her to be Tessa. The resemblance was uncanny.
The woman turned her back to him and rolled her shoulders. Graig rubbed his flattened palm across his torso. His nipples beaded. From his touch or the vision of her? Both worked for him. She rested her hands on her hips, drawing his attention to her ass. A nice, plush bottom, perfect for slapping during sex and sinful when she danced.
He prayed she’d turn on her stereo. Not for the music, although sometimes he caught faint snippets of her selections. He wanted the music to accompany her dance. God, he’d come in his hand just from watching her move to whatever sensual beat she blasted from her stereo.
She snapped her fingers and left the frame of the window. Graig shot forward in his seat. Oh hell no, this wasn’t allowed to be over so soon. His heart raced. “I am too attached to this mystery woman, but damn,” he mumbled and closed his eyes. “I’m not done.”
Graig gripped the arms of the chair, ready to vacate his bedroom. Without her on display, going to bed wasn’t in the cards. He opened his eyes and watched the window.
Tingles shot from his toes to his brain to his cock. She was naked.
“Whoa,” he whispered. Full breasts bounced with her every step. Pink tinged nipples pointed to him. A thin thatch of curls protected her pussy. His lips parted and he gasped for air. For the first time since he’d started watching her, she stared in his direction. Could she see him? She cupped her breasts, giving her nipples a squeeze. Had to be Tessa or her damned twin. Did she have a twin? Not that he knew of. He couldn’t help wanting the fantasy girl to be the woman he craved—to be Tessa.
“Come on, Tessa. Show me everything."


@Copyright Wendi Zwaduk 2014




Sunday, December 29, 2013

Sunday Snog ~ Until the Night

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Snoggin' time is great. I'm a little behind in getting mine up, but here it is. I love this story and was glad I got to write Gypsy's story. Enjoy!

Until the Night 
Contemporary, Paranormal
Novella
M/F, M/F/M, M/M/F/M, M/M, Menage, Anal Sex
Totally Bound

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.

Available at

And now for that spooky Snog!!

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?”
She shook her head. Taking his blood would enhance sex, yes, but she didn’t need to. She raked her nails down his chest, taking extra time to flick his nipples.
“Feels good.” He arched beneath her. “Touch me.”
Gypsy grabbed the hem of his T-shirt and pulled. Instead of moving the shirt up his chest, she tore it in half. The sound of tearing fabric split the air, followed by his laughter.
“Never had that happen during foreplay.” Kendall sat up with her still on his lap, and removed the torn clothing. “Your turn.” He eased her sloppy shirt up over her head.
Gypsy covered her breasts with her arms. A wave of humility swept over her. Would she make him happy? What a time to second guess herself…
“Show me, babe.” Kendall tugged her hands away, putting her on display. He palmed her breasts. The warmth of his touch filled her soul.
She moaned and leaned into him. Things made so much sense and none at all. Gypsy shook off the apprehension. She needed to feel, to be wanted and to hear a heartbeat.
Her nerve endings sizzled as he flattened his tongue over her nipple. He scraped his teeth over the engorged flesh and bit. Sparks shot from her breast to her pussy. Gypsy dug her nails into his shoulders. Holy hell, he knew how to use his tongue. Kendall gave her other nipple the same treatment. She shuddered in his arms.
The sweet scent of flowers swirled around them. Her fangs dropped and a voice whispered in her ear.

Mate.

@Copyright 2013 Wendi Zwaduk


Sunday, December 1, 2013

Sunday Snoggin' with Play to Him

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Like BDSM? Like Billionaires? Then you might like Play to Him from the Bound to the Billionaire anthology. Here's a snippet from the story to enjoy as my Sunday Snog!

:-)


Play to Him by Wendi Zwaduk  

From the Bound to the Billionaire Anthology
Totally Bound
Contemporary, BDSM, M/F, Anal Sex, Toys, Spanking, Bondage
Short Story
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?

And a Hot Excerpt for your pleasure!
“Are you ready to play?”
“Yes, Sir.” A rush of adrenaline, much like when she strummed her guitar, rushed through her veins. Her nipples beaded behind the fabric of her corset. PLAY TO HIM Wendi Zwaduk www.total-e-bound.com 14
The collar dangled from his fingers. “And you’re willing to wear this and do whatever I ask of you?”
His husky tone radiated up and down her spine. Cream slickened the inside of her thighs from anticipation. “Yes, Sir.”
He secured the collar about her throat, then smoothed his fingers over her cheek to tip her gaze. “Kitten.”
Maybe it was the power in his voice or the strength he exuded when he stood in front of her, but a calm washed over her. All the things she had to control melted away and all of her insecurities evaporated when he collared her.
Sebastian pulled the leash from his pocket. When had he secreted all the gear? The chain made noise when he shook it out. Or had she been so entranced by him she had refused to notice? He clicked the leash in place on the D-ring, then let the chain dangle between her breasts.
“I want to strip you down to those boots and the stockings, but we have to venture across the building. I won’t have anyone else gawking at you.” He wrapped the free end of the leash around his hand. “Come.”
She took the assumed position and folded her hands behind her back once more, then bowed her head. She longed to trail her fingers over the sprinkling of stubble on his cheeks, but kept herself in check.
With him leading, she took two steps. Sebastian stopped. “On second thought…open.” Rhiannon opened her mouth and he placed the end of the leash between her teeth.
“I want a hint.” He loosened the ribbons at the front of her corset. The sides of the garment slipped free. No one would see anything from the front. If she moved or twisted, then she’d give a show. He crossed around behind her and tugged her skirt up past her hips. “A thong.” He groaned and kissed her bare shoulder. “So hot.” He nipped her skin. “And so unnecessary.” He gripped the thin material and pulled. The thong tore from her hips and bared her body to him.
She suppressed a wince. The thong cost more than a hundred dollars. But he expected her to wear the best.

“I owe you a new thong. One of these days.” He covered her with the skirt. “Or maybe I’ll require you to never wear undergarments in my presence.”




Sunday, October 13, 2013

Sunday Snoggin with One More Night

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Here's from One More Night. Love this book. Hope you do, too. 

One More Night by Wendi Zwaduk  
1Night Stand Series 
Contemporary, Short Story
M/F, Anal Sex
From Decadent Publishing
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?

Available here:
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EXCERPT:
“Hello, Jenna.”
Holy shit, he is my date. A lump formed in her throat and she stared at the man at the bottom of the stairs. Drake Martin. The bane of her existence and the only man she’d never been able to get out of her mind.
She tripped down the final step and lurched forward. Instead of hitting the ground, she sagged into his arms and bit back a cry before righting herself. So much for confidence and poise. Few situations handed her curveballs the way being with him did.
With one clumsy move on her part and his answering grin, he managed to wipe out the aplomb she’d fought so hard to learn. “Steps are still your downfall, aren’t they?” He brushed a curl from her eyes. “I forgot how beautiful you are.”
He’d shaken something deep down inside her. The part of her she thought she’d buried when she walked away from him—the bad girl who let go of her past and craved his sensual punishment. “How did…?” Damn it. She hadn’t meant to sound clueless. “I mean, hi.”
“Hello, sweetheart. How did what?” His brows rose. “How did you end up here? That’s my fault.” Drake shrugged and the corner of his mouth curled into a half smile. “The airport has memories for us. I thought it was fitting.”
“Actually, I wanted to know how Madame Eve knew to have the plane bring me here—to you.” Her chest heaved and she took a few long breaths to calm down. “I haven’t told anyone.”
He inched closer to her, enough that his breath skittered on her skin. His eyes darkened. “I told her.”
Being around him was too dangerous. He knew things about her that no one else knew, especially where to cut the deepest. Even with all she’s learned since they’d been apart, trusting him still scared her. But damn, she wanted to fall into his arms. And not by accident.
Throwing her hands in the air, she shook her head. “Well, I’m here.”


Sunday, September 29, 2013

Sunday Snoggin with

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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?

Available here:

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, September 22, 2013

100th Sunday Snog with Candlelit Magic

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100 Sunday Snogs. How much better can you get? Here's mine from Candlelit Magic. Love this book. Hope you do, too. And if you answer the question at the end of the post, include your name and email, you're in the running for either a prize pack (US only) or a pdf from my backlist (INT).

Candlelit Magic by Wendi Zwaduk
Contemporary, Paranormal, Erotic, M/F   
Novella
Total-E-Bound
Even love witches get the blues.
Havan’s magical potions bring couples together and give them the happily ever after of their dreams. Too bad her spells don’t work for her. In Erie View, the townspeople see nothing more than a witch. All she wants is to find that special man to embrace her quirks and love her. Will she be able to accept the blessings of the Goddesses or lose faith in herself?
Neil doesn’t believe in magic. It’s trickery for television and movies. No one creates a spell for people to fall in love. Hell, he doesn’t even believe in love. After a string of crappy dates and dead-end romances, he’s through with relationships. But a chance meeting at the grocery store changes his mind. Havan’s nothing like he expects—but is the blue haired witch enough to make him give romance another shot?

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And now for that SNOG!!! Yay!
The witch stood beside the car, the light from the street lamp illuminating her hair. She didn’t look at him, but didn’t move. So tiny and lonely next to the big vehicle. His heart broke. He’d been an ass to her and he needed to make things up to her.
“Havan.” Neil stopped beside her. He tugged her into his arms and stroked her hair. She felt so good in his embrace, perfect. “I’m so sorry, Havan. I’m not even sure what I want to say, but I like you.” He kissed the top of her head and closed his eyes. Her various bracelets and earrings jangled like sweet music in his head. He could hold her forever. “I’m sorry I’m being too pushy and pressing too hard. I’m a thirty-five-year-old construction worker who knows shit about dating, but I’m willing to learn. Give me another chance?”
She smoothed one hand up his chest, resting her palm over his heart. “You’re a good man,” she whispered. “You’re trying too hard and crushing me.”
“Because I like you.” He cupped her jaw in one hand and swiped his thumb over her cheek. Her eyes shone with unshed tears and she licked her bottom lip. He liked her more than he understood.
Neil lowered his mouth to hers and tasted her. She moaned beneath him and gripped his jacket, but didn’t pull away. From his head to his toes, his body vibrated. His skin tingled and when he opened his eyes for just a moment, he could’ve sworn she glowed. Did witches glow when they were turned on? He closed his eyes and tangled his tongue with hers. Something powerful passed between them and he never wanted to let her go.
After less than one date and a chance meeting at the shop, he’d fallen more than a little in love with her. Bullshit. Love didn’t happen that fast. But something had changed. The potion? No, he hadn’t drunk it. Had she spoken magical words? He doubted she’d said anything like that. She didn’t seem to believe in herself enough to try something devious.
Still, he refused to deny his attraction to her. He wanted more dates with her and to explore every inch of her delectable body. Now he had to hope she wanted the same thing from him.

Havan melted into his arms. He made bad jokes, but lots of people insulated themselves with insults against what they didn’t understand. Having a witch in town certainly left her open to being the object of ridicule. But he seemed to be different. Neil, despite all his faults, seemed to care. She clutched the sides of his coat and sighed into his kiss. The fever came over her again and she held him tighter. Venus must’ve smiled down on her or predetermined that she belonged to Neil. Couldn’t have been the potion. Could it?
Havan pulled away from him and stared into Neil’s blue eyes. His cheeks were flushed and his lips parted. “Come home with me.”
She had longed to hear him say those words, but doubt crossed her mind. “Did you take the potion?”
“Nope.”

Question: What is Havan worried Neil took?

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Sunday, September 15, 2013

Sunday Snoggin with Honey and Decadence

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This week I'm getting back into blogging. I know, third time I've said this. I am. I promise. Grin. Here's from Honey and Decadence from the Whip It Up Anthology. Love this book. Hope you do, too. 

Whip It Up 

Anthology
Various Authors
Total-E-Bound
Contemporary, BDSM, M/F, Food Play
Featuring:
'Honey and Decadence' by Wendi Zwaduk

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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EXCERPT:
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.”
For the night. She’d given him an opening. Sean stood, then moved the chair out of the way. Time to show her his dirtiest fantasies. “What is your safe word, beautiful?” He flicked the catch on his watch. This night needed to be special. The thick band of leather slid off his wrist and he tucked the timepiece in his pocket. He never showed off his tat on his inner wrist. For her, he would.
“Corsica.” Her cheeks flushed anew. “And I call you Sir?”
“Yes, pet.” He unbuckled his belt and slid it free of the loops. “Hands, pet.” When she raised her arms over her head, he leaned over her again. “Do you wish to use your safe word?”
“No, Sir.” She smiled and clasped her hands together.
“Good.” He wrapped the belt around her wrists then plucked a strawberry from her navel. “Bite.”

Sunday, August 18, 2013

Sunday Snoggin with Learning How to Bend

Read the other snogs here!!
Time for a Sunday Snog!!! How about one from one from the vault? Here's one from Learning How to Bend. I still love this story. 

Learning How to Bend
Crestline, Ohio series – Book 1  
Total-E-Bound
M/F, M/F/M, Ménage, Anal Sex, Voyeurism, Multiple Partners

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

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

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

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And now for that snog!

Hell, she’d yearned to touch Nate from the day she met him at Seth’s college graduation. Starting with his big feet and sculpted calves to his bronzed shoulders and piercing green eyes, she’d felt drawn like a moth to a flame. But being a happily married woman meant no contact with another man, including her husband’s friend. With both men involved, she could be a vixen and explore her limits. Seth always did mention he’d love to try a ménage a trois, especially with Nate. Why not now?
She handed the six-foot tall, sandy-haired hunk the bills. “Here you are.” Knowing Seth watched from behind, Abby wrapped her arms around Nate’s muscle-corded neck. “And this is your tip.” She pressed her lips to his.
“Are you certain Seth’s cool with it? He’s squirming.” Nate stepped back and stole a glance at Seth. His voice wavered a bit. “I know we talked about it, man, but that was before you married Abby. I gotta tell ya, I’m in.”
Abby looked at Seth. Her brows rose a fraction of an inch. Seth and Nate discussed her, or rather sex with her. She should’ve felt insulted, but instead a burst of raw desire and longing rushed straight between her thighs. Her lips parted. Was she in accord with the situation? She wanted Nate, yes, but she also needed Seth as much as she had the first time they made love. “What do you think, Seth?”
The fire of possession burned in Seth’s eyes. He dipped his head, making her heart rate race into warp speed.
Nate’s jaw muscle clenched and unclenched. “Oh yeah, Seth wants it. He’s coming unglued. Yeah.”
Abby’s voice dropped to an octave she didn’t recognise as her own. “I am interested in both of you.”
As if it were second nature or something they’d done before, Nate lowered his lips to hers in a deep kiss. She leaned into him, melting at his touch and exploring his mouth with her tongue. He tasted like cola and mint gum and smelled sweet, like warm pizza dough. She longed to see the expression on Seth’s face and pictured it in her mind. He loved to watch couples on television engage in sexual activities. The idea of him watching her made the act with Nate so much hotter.
   Nate’s hands skimmed over her shoulders and her collarbone down to the sensitive peaks of her breasts. She gasped. Not quite like Seth, but not bad either. His calloused fingers moved down her stomach and smoothed along the crack of her ass, sending tingles through her system at warp speed.
Abby hooked her fingers into the waistband of Nate’s jeans, pulling his shirt free so she could explore his rock-hard stomach with her hands and lips. I’m so far out of my comfort zone… but I like it.
“Honey, Seth’s sportin’ a tent.”
She opened her eyes to take in the look of pleasure on Nate’s face. “So let’s give him a show. I want him so hot he can’t keep away.”
“Yeah.” Nate panted. “I forgot he likes to watch.”
“He does, and I want to titillate him.”