Mid Week Tease – Only One Way Forward

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I’m sharing a bit more from my story, Unravel Me in the new Evernight Publishing Anthology, Executive Assistant.

Last week: After finding Mary in his private dungeon off of his rest room in his office, he asked her to be honest with him. This week: I’ve skipped nothing.

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“Mary?” He took a step toward her and pushed her chin, raising her gaze to his. “Be honest with me. What do you want?”

“I can’t do that, Sir.” He wouldn’t want to hear about her plans to ruin his next big project or the impure thoughts dancing in her mind. Maybe together they could figure out another way for the park to get its funding. Maybe she was delusional. She shook her head, needing her wanton desires to quiet.

“Yes, you can. Tell me what you want.”

“It would be inappropriate.” A tremble rolled through her frame and she looked to the exit.

“Seriously, we are standing in my secret sex dungeon. I think we are past inappropriate.”

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He makes a good point, lol. So, do you want to know if she answers honestly? Come back next week and I’ll tell you or you can pick up this fabulous anthology and find out whenever you want. :)

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SJ’s Blurb for UNRAVEL ME:

Mary is determined not to be distracted by the devilishly handsome Colin whose business deal is halting a much needed park. Armed with a plan, she tries to ignore her growing attraction.

After reading her resume, Colin believes Mary isn’t right for him or his office. However, he’s about to risk his biggest business deal yet when Mary knocks him off his game. The pair gives in to their growing desires, but Mary’s plan might unravel everything they’ve been building.

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Amazon | Evernight Publishing

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It’s Here! Desired by Stacey Kennedy

DESIREDPublisher: Loveswept

(Random House Publishing Group)

ISBN: 9780553391183

Release date: July 22, 2014

 

“Characters you care about in a fast-paced story . . . one heck of a sexy read!”—New York Times bestselling author Shayla Black

Readers of Fifty Shades of Grey are sure to love Desired, Stacey Kennedy’s latest seductive, electrifying novel of Club Sin, where fantasy becomes reality.

Kyler Morgan, Master at the legendary Club Sin in Las Vegas, knows how to give women what they want—too well. He hasn’t had a real challenge in a long time. Then Ella Snow enters his life. Beautiful, inhibited, and innocent in the ways of submission and domination, Ella is the new blood he’s been lusting after. Soon, the thrill of training her to embrace his world brings forth desires Kyler cannot control.

After ending an abusive relationship, Ella makes a promise to herself to start living life to the fullest. It’s one of the reasons she seeks out Club Sin. Here, Kyler’s every touch is a lesson in liberation, stirring passions that have no bounds. But as she falls under Kyler’s command, Ella discovers that some secrets are so dark they must come to light. Submission alone may not be enough to save her, leaving her Master with only one question: How can he help Ella heal while unlocking the deep pleasures she craves?

Desired is an erotic romance intended for mature audiences.

Buy links:

Amazon – http://www.amazon.com/Desired-Club-Sin-Stacey-Kennedy-ebook/dp/B00IHMEBPS/

B&N – http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/desired-stacey-kennedy/1118636169

More buying options – http://www.randomhouse.com/book/240353/desired-by-stacey-kennedy

 

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About the Author:

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STACEY KENNEDY is the USA Today bestselling author of the CLUB SIN series. Growing up, Stacey’s mind wandered the path less traveled and that path most often led to love. She has always broken rules and she continues to feed off emotion – staying true to her heart. Those traits are now the bones of her stories. She lives in southwestern Ontario with her husband, who puts any of the heroes in her books to shame, and their two young children. If she’s not on mom duty or plugging away at a new story, you’ll find Stacey camping in the summer, hibernating in the winter and obsessing over Penny Dreadful, Game of Thrones and Sons of Anarchy.

Website – http://www.staceykennedy.com/

Facebook – https://www.facebook.com/authorstaceykennedy

Twitter – https://twitter.com/#!/Stacey_Kennedy

Loveswept websitehttp://www.readloveswept.com

DESIRED EXCERPT:

Forgive me.

Ella’s shoulders slumped and she sighed at her phone. Laughter and joy surrounded her, music and happiness, but her stomach plummeted as she read her husband, Rory Snow’s text. When would he give up? Didn’t a domestic violence protection order say This relationship is over?

As the band played a slow song, she ran her fingers over the scar by her right eye. The mark was a constant reminder of Rory. Every day she looked in the mirror she saw it and thought of him.

All she wanted was to forget. Heck, she’d been doing exactly that. Rory was the jackass who couldn’t let it go. Ella knew she should probably call the Savannah police department to inform them that Rory was contacting her, but she was so damn tired of it all. She had moved on and put Rory into her past of big mistakes.

She’d hoped Rory would do the same.

That didn’t look like it was going to happen anytime soon.

With a grumble, she slipped her phone into her dress pocket and zipped it closed. She scanned through the crowd on the dance floor and her gaze landed on the bride. Aidan’s new wife was beautiful. Thin and elegant, Cora belonged on a magazine cover.

Ella’s heart twisted in the midst of memories of her wedding. Her day hadn’t been so lavish. Rory hadn’t rented out an entire resort at Lake Las Vegas for the event, ensuring their guests had a place to stay. Her wedding had cost all of two thousand dollars, but it had been enough for her.

She’d loved the high school sweetheart she’d met when she was fifteen and married five years later. Had loved him. Right up until Rory started drinking and drowning himself in booze.

Sober Rory was a good man.

Drunk Rory had a violent side.

That violence had shoved Ella face-first into a table. The night she’d got the stitches was the night she’d walked away from him. Six months later, she had left her life in Savannah. She moved to Vegas for the excitement, landing herself an amazing job at Knight Law Firm, working as the assistant for a highly respected defense attorney.

Ella enjoyed working for Aidan, and actually liked him as a person, too. He paid her almost triple what she had made in Savannah. Her professional life couldn’t get any better. It was the personal side of things that remained murky.

As she watched Aidan twirl his new wife around, dancing proudly for all to see, Ella tried to find her smile, but it remained hidden behind pain. Even if ten months had gone by since the night of the abuse, she couldn’t ignore the dark thoughts and her failed marriage.

It took six months to find the courage to file divorce papers, and another four months since leaving Savannah to pull herself together again, but she was over Rory in every sense of the word. She refused to let him ruin this special occasion. Grabbing her wineglass, she downed the remaining contents.

Tonight she hoped for a little liquid happiness.

When she lowered her glass to the table, a tingling sensation spread across her skin. Lifting her head, she gazed across the patio, and sitting at one of the patio sets was one of Aidan’s groomsmen. She’d never seen him before today, but that wasn’t a huge surprise, since she didn’t know most of the people at the wedding.

Except for a bunch of lawyers from the firm and Aidan’s parents, everyone else was a stranger. Aidan never mixed pleasure with business, and in the four months she had worked for him, she’d never met a single friend of his. Heck, she hadn’t known Aidan was dating. One day she’d thought he was single; the next he told her he was getting married.

Oddly enough, she was drawn to Aidan’s groomsman. Staring into his warm blue eyes, pins and needles and other sensitive feelings traveled up her body, settling between her thighs. She squirmed against her seat, avoiding the heat, and the side of his mouth curved. Her heart tripped and she glanced to her high-heeled shoe dangling off her toe.

Geebus, if he didn’t stop looking at her with those piercing eyes, she would combust. All night he’d been sneaking glances at her. They weren’t simple interested looks, either; they were outright assaults on her hormones. But a man’s attention was the last thing she was looking for.

No, thank you.

When she still sensed his gaze, she peeked to discover she wasn’t wrong. His intense stare was right on her. The power of it sucked the air from her lungs. Though she’d never believed in lust at first sight, perhaps it was because she had never experienced it.

Whoever he was, he was hot!

“More wine, miss?”

Ella gasped, looking up to the waitress standing next to her holding a bottle of white wine. She gave a shaky laugh. “To the top, please.”

The waitress smiled, filling the glass to the rim. “Why aren’t you dancing?”

“I look like a dying fish when I dance,” Ella said with a laugh. “I have two left feet.”

“We’ll need to work on that, won’t we?”

The waitress was looking over Ella’s shoulder with wide eyes. And something in that masculine voice made Ella stiffen in her seat. The tone was low and seductive, but mischievous all the same.

Then he was there.

The groomsman who’d been staring at her from across the patio now stood in front of her. Ella’s mind went blank. He smelled of sandalwood, and the rich scent puckered her nipples. From afar she thought he had blue eyes, but up close she realized they were a blue-green color. Pretty. In fact, the whole package was beautiful, especially covered in the tux.

He leaned down toward her and offered his hand. His messily styled light brown hair dangled over his forehead. He was tall, much taller than she, and he filled out his tux nicely.

Hell’s bells!

“Dance with me,” he said.

Ella quivered under his clever smile, and a slow heat slid through her. He happened to be one of the hottest guys she’d ever seen. Well, in person and not on some magazine she figured was Photoshopped. Though, hot or not, there was still a problem. “I’m sorry, but I can’t dance.”

“Everyone can dance.” His potent stare held hers and his hand never lowered. “It’s all about who is leading.”

Persistent sexy man.

Under his intense scrutiny her insides went mushy. The power this man exuded burned through her, reminding her she hadn’t felt this way in a long time. The attraction was intoxicating, and something needy inside her unfurled, yearning to explore it.

No, her mind argued.

At her pause, one sleek brow arched. “If you wait any longer to take my hand, you might give me a complex.”

The waitress hadn’t moved, watching the exchange. Even if Ella hated dancing and wasn’t looking for a relationship, she couldn’t refuse the urge to be squished up against him. Besides, what was a dance? This hunk was the perfect way to get her mind off Rory and onto something a lot better.

As she rose and slid her fingers into his warm grip, his gaze remained on hers. Heat stormed into her, spiraling low in her body with a wicked thud. She didn’t doubt that smile got him into many women’s beds.

It had power and charm.

He tightened his fingers around hers, and something passed in the air between them, so hot and so damn unforgettable, her body all but liquefied. He tugged her closer and she felt something odd inside awaken, something she couldn’t quite put her finger on.

Something she wanted to lose herself in.

A sensation that made her mind shut off.

He led her into the middle of the crowd on the dance floor, pulling her tight against him as if she belonged right there in his arms. He had no hesitation about placing his hand low on her back, quite close to her bottom, and sandwiching their bodies together.

Ella swallowed and avoided his gaze, staring at the band as they played a classic song. She wasn’t blind to the glaringly obvious fact that the groomsman had an erection. She thought she should be offended or something, but found herself fighting against the desire to rub against him.

“Ella, right?”

She cleared her throat, angling her head. His face was chiseled and smooth, but his eyes were what made this man sexy. They held mischief with a sense of confidence. “Yes, and you would be?”

“Kyler Morgan.”

Of course, the sexy man came with a sexy name. She swayed her hips, trying to follow his movements, only feeling more uncomfortable. Not a second later, she stepped on his foot. “Oh, shit!”

He chuckled. “It’s a foot. I’ve got two, so it’s okay.” He pressed his hand tighter against her back, erasing the distance. Then he shook their clasped hands. “Stop fighting me. Relax.”

Ella sighed. I suck at this!

He leaned down, placing his mouth near her ear, and whispered, “So you work for Aidan, yes?”

His voice raised goose bumps across her flesh, and she shivered. “Yes.” She glanced to the others on the dance floor. It pleased her that no one was watching her horrible dancing skills. Then she stared up into Kyler’s handsome face, since he didn’t allow her any room to do otherwise. “Since you’re Aidan’s groomsman, you must be a good friend.”

A low noise hummed in his throat, and the sound spoke to her on a level she couldn’t have anticipated. It warmed her from head to toe, and her muscles went lax. His fingers slid across her lower back, squeezing her against him, and the heat of his touch burned to her core. “Been good friends for a long time now.”

Good grief, the man seemed not to care they were strangers. He touched her as if they were well acquainted. In the midst of that confidence, Ella forgot the world around her. Her mind focused on him and the way he moved her across the dance floor.

He continued to guide her movements and never once took his eyes off her. “I didn’t see a date with you tonight. Are you unattached?”

Her insides somersaulted with his question, as he appeared interested in finding out if anyone stood in his way. She pondered whether to spill out the details that she was in the process of getting divorced and not looking for another relationship. Well, she would be if Rory’s lawyer stopped dragging his feet. But why tell that depressing shit to a smoking-hot man sandwiching her against the hard planes of his body? “Nope, not attached.”

His chin dipped, bringing his mouth within centimeters of hers. “A good thing for me, Ella, since I’m enjoying this.” The music soared through the air, and as her hips swayed with his, his erection pressed against her stomach.

Trapped in his intense gaze, her body flushed as desire simmered. Holy Jesus, she hadn’t felt this aroused in the presence of a man. No one had ever made her burn with a dance, a look, or the sound of his voice.

Kyler’s mouth twitched as he ran his thumb over the top of her hand. “See, sweetheart, you can dance.”

She blinked, realizing she had completely relaxed in his hold, and he was moving her around the dance floor, effortlessly. She leaned in to him, consumed by the strength of his hold. “Apparently, you’re a good teacher.”

He winked. “You bet your pretty little ass I am.”

 

Spotlight: Jacey Holbrand author of The Encounter ~ The Agency book 1

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theencounter1mThe Encounter

The Agency book 1

by Jacey Holbrand

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Genre: Paranormal, Contemporary, Urban Fantasy, Gay, Erotic, May/December

Heat Level: 3

Word Count: 17, 775

ISBN: 978-1-77130-909-7

Editor: Tricia Kristufek

Cover Artist: Sour Cherry Designs

I’m so excited! My story The Encounter is now available!

The Encounter is the first book in a series I’ve started called: The Agency. An ‘advertisement’ for The Agency goes something like this: “Seen a ghost? Have issues with a poltergeist? Experienced a close encounter? If you’ve come across something odd and don’t know what your next step is, call The Agency. We’re here to help you regarding your supernatural needs.”

Cool, right? (: I’m currently at work on the next few stories in this series, but for now check out The Encounter available from Evernight Publishing.

Blurb

The Agency, 1

Evan ‘Zen’ Zenas is the top agent at The Agency and is known for his brusque demeanor. He’s also known to be tough on trainees. Those who find themselves under his tutelage usually don’t last long. When he’s assigned a new assistant, Seth Trivos, Zen’s faced with questions about his past he’s not too keen on answering.

Seth Trivos knew Evan once upon a time, loved him even, but when Evan disappeared, he unknowingly broke Seth’s heart. Now, he’s in Evan’s world as the newest recruit at The Agency, and he’s looking for answers.

Will Zen chase away another new assistant because he doesn’t want to open up about a past encounter or will being forced on a case together make him face the demons he’s been trying to hide from?

Be Warned: m/m sex

Excerpt

Zen threw his arms around him in a tight hold and claimed his mouth with wild abandon. Seth’s head reeled. He couldn’t believe he and Zen were kissing. Granted, it wasn’t anything like the soft moments and slow love making he’d imagined over the years, but he’d take what he could get at the moment.

Zen moved his hands up and down Seth’s back. The heated touch under his jacket and over his shirt seared his skin in a delightful way. Zen’s lips pressed upon his almost too violently. He swept his tongue out, forcing Seth to open his mouth.

Seth adored the taste of him, salty and spicy, and his scent of leather and earth as well.

God, for so long he’d waited to have Zen in his arms, his body close. Zen’s lips trailed down his neck. Seth reached up and cupped the back of Zen’s head. Zen pulled at his shirt, tugging it from the confines of his pants without breaking the kiss. In the process of kissing him, somehow Zen was able to unbutton and unzip both their pants and free their cocks out of the openings.

Desire rushed through Seth, clawing at his insides. Zen clutched at him like a drowning man scrambling for purchase on any floating thing to save him from the watery depths. Hands traveled over his shoulders, up his shirt, feeling all the nuances of his chest and back down to his rock-hard cock. The man held their dicks against each other, and Seth sucked in a long stream of air. The feel of their two satiny lengths rubbing together was a heady sensation.

Zen turned their bodies and laid them down. He stretched over Seth. Seth loved feeling the weight and heat of Zen’s strong body atop his. Still, Zen continued to kiss him, and he continued to surrender to the demand of Zen’s mouth.

 Buy Links

Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-encounter-by-jacey-holbrand/

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Encounter-Agency-Book-1-ebook/dp/B00LHAK0ZC

All Romance eBooks: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-theencounter-1561765-340.html

BookStrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/the-encounter-mm

Author Bio

Jacey Holbrand believes love comes in all forms and should be celebrated. She’s committed to her muse and writing so she can share those kinds of stories with readers. Hot days. Sexy nights. Come play in her world.

Jacey loves to hear from readers! Click the link to eMail her: JaceyHolbrand@gmail.com

Author Links

Website/Blog: http://jaceyholbrand.wordpress.com/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/JaceyHolbrand

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Facebook Page: http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jacey-Holbrand-Author/584389541594430

Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/JaceyHolbrand/

Goodreads: https://www.goodreads.com/Jacey_Holbrand

 

 

Weekend Writing Warriors – She’s In Control

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Welcome friends old and new. I’m glad you came. Today, I’m sharing from the second in my Love Projects series, TAKING COURAGE.

LAST WEEK: Janna got the spanking she deserved. THIS WEEK: I’ve skipped over a bit. We’re now in Simon’s POV. Janna’s called her first meeting and she’s hoping to earn back some of the respect she’s lost. Let’s see what Simon thinks as he enters the room.*I changed some punctuation to fit a tad more into this snippet.*

Janna had control of the room. Interesting. It would take a lot more to impress him though. He was betting if she could pretend her way into a club, she could also pretend her way into getting a job. Keller could usually tell the players from the real deal, but that only meant Simon would need to keep his eyes on her and yell fool at the first sign of trouble.

The last seat open was on the exact opposite end of the table from Janna. She watched him like a hawk; clearly she didn’t need another minute to prepare. A foreign sensation washed over him; he no longer held the reins of his team.

Do you think Simon’s going to like seeing Janna control his team? I know the answer and so can you! Pick up your own copy of TAKING COURAGE and find out everything today.

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Janna’s ready to make over her life and get out from under the controlling thumb of her father. She doesn’t want another failed arranged marriage. She’s ready to do whatever it takes for the career she wants, enter the lifestyle she craves, and to earn the trust and love of the man that has captured her heart, but heartbreak and career hiccups seem to be her destiny.

Simon’s still recovering after his last submissive lied her way into his life. He’s not ready for Janna and how she pushes against his prejudices. He needs to decide if he’s willing to lose her or if he’ll fight for her love and submission.

click to see TAKING COURAGE on Goodreads

WHERE YOU CAN FIND TAKING COURAGE:

Evernight Publishing | Amazon | Barnes & Noble

All Romance eBooks | BookStrand | Smashwords | iTunes

Amazon.ca | Amazon.co.uk | Amazon.de

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Mid Week Tease – Be Honest

Click to see all the Mid Week Teases here at SJsWelcome to hump day my friends. Thank you to the beautiful Sandra Bunino for bringing us together.

I’m sharing a bit more from my story, Unravel Me in the new Evernight Publishing Anthology, Executive Assistant.

Last week: Mary proved to Colin she was not innocent. This week: I’ve skipped just a little. :)

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Mary looked back at the tiny paddle. She licked her lips and caressed her arm. Goose bumps covered her skin. She wanted the job, but it wasn’t all she wanted. She scraped her teeth back and forth over her lip, trying to decide on her way forward and past the one thought now repeating over and over in her mind.

How hard would Colin spank?

“What do you want, Mary?”

She turned at the rumbling demand in his tone and immediately lowered her gaze. The stitching on his black leather shoes wound around and disappeared under his pant leg. She’d never known a man’s shoes to be so damn sexy.

“Mary?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Mary?” He took a step toward her and pushed her chin, raising her gaze to his. “Be honest with me. What do you want?”

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So, do you think Mary will be honest? I know what happens next and how it all works out and I have to say it’s quite delicious.  :)

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SJ’s Blurb for UNRAVEL ME:

Mary is determined not to be distracted by the devilishly handsome Colin whose business deal is halting a much needed park. Armed with a plan, she tries to ignore her growing attraction.

After reading her resume, Colin believes Mary isn’t right for him or his office. However, he’s about to risk his biggest business deal yet when Mary knocks him off his game. The pair gives in to their growing desires, but Mary’s plan might unravel everything they’ve been building.

Click to see Executive Assistant on Goodreads

Where you can find EXECUTIVE ASSISTANT:

Amazon | Evernight Publishing

All Romance ebooks | Bookstrand

Amazon.co.uk | Amazon.ca | Amazon.es

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Love Out of Lust Series -parts one through four- by Ray Sostre

 

 

Story written by: Ray Sostre
Edited by: Elicia Stoll
AfterDark Press 2013, 2014

Daryl and Marisol grew up together as best friends and now live together as roommates. The two suffered losses in their lives; Daryl went through a sad divorce, while Marisol lost her brother and Mother in the same year, and gone through a relationship issue with her ex-boyfriend Jose.

 When Marisol talks out her problems with Daryl, she not only shares a drink with him, but her most intimate secrets with Daryl, leading to a sexual encounter at home.

 When the two realize what they’ve done, they take precautions with their friendships, hoping not to hurt one another, but their lustful passions soon turn into love, and both Daryl and Marisol discover a purpose for each other.

 

 

 

 

 

 

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About
Ray Sostre:
Ray Sostre was born in New York, raised throughout the east coast (New York, New Jersey,
and Pennsylvania) for much of his life, until he moved to Nevada in 2005. His passion to write erotica happened by accident in the summer of 2010, but since then he’s been writing
stories (m/f contemporary, lesbian, and ménage). At that same year, he established a website, specifically for erotic authors — AfterDark Online, giving a voice for authors of erotica and erotic romance to be heard. He lives with his longtime girlfriend of nearly ten years, and is an avid listener of electronica, hip hop, and R&B.
Ray jokes, “I’m always looking for writing material.”
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Weekend Writing Warriors – She Wants More

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Welcome friends old and new. I’m glad you came. Today, I’m sharing from the second in my Love Projects series, TAKING COURAGE.

LAST WEEK: Janna suggested Simon punish her for her accidental lie during their first meet. THIS WEEK: I’ve skipped over their conversation, Janna’s little strip, AND her first several spankings.

His fingers continued to move over her folds. Her muscles strained to remain still. The next several slaps were harder to take than the first set, but soon his fingers were back over her folds. Her orgasm raced to the surface.

“That’s enough.” His hand disappeared from her sex. “Up you go, get dressed now.”

“But—”

I’m really glad Janna didn’t finish that thought. Yikes. So, do you think it will be smooth sailing for these two from here on out? :)  I know how it all works out and so can you. Pick up your own copy of TAKING COURAGE and find out everything today.

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Janna’s ready to make over her life and get out from under the controlling thumb of her father. She doesn’t want another failed arranged marriage. She’s ready to do whatever it takes for the career she wants, enter the lifestyle she craves, and to earn the trust and love of the man that has captured her heart, but heartbreak and career hiccups seem to be her destiny.

Simon’s still recovering after his last submissive lied her way into his life. He’s not ready for Janna and how she pushes against his prejudices. He needs to decide if he’s willing to lose her or if he’ll fight for her love and submission.

click to see TAKING COURAGE on Goodreads

WHERE YOU CAN FIND TAKING COURAGE:

Evernight Publishing | Amazon | Barnes & Noble

All Romance eBooks | BookStrand | Smashwords | iTunes

Amazon.ca | Amazon.co.uk | Amazon.de

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Mid Week Tease – She Knows Exactly What That’s For

Click to see all the Mid Week Teases here at SJsWelcome to hump day my friends. Thank you to the beautiful Sandra Bunino for bringing us together.

I’m sharing a bit more from my story, Unravel Me in the new Evernight Publishing Anthology, Executive Assistant.

Last week: Mary didn’t like Colin underestimating her. This week: I’ve skipped nothing. :)

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“You know what that’s for?” He tilted his head.

“I know exactly what this is for.” She walked to the paddles and pointed to the largest. “I also know, I’d prefer this one over the smallest one you have there, unless you use it to make light taps along my pussy because that would be hot.” Did she just say that out loud? Heat traveled from her core straight to the tips of her ears.

He barked a laugh. “I thought you were too innocent for me.” He ambled over to her.

“Hardly, wait, wait? That’s why you didn’t want to hire me?”

“You seemed like a goody-goody to me. I’ve been working with Jen for a long time. She’s a submissive and gets that side of my nature.”

“Damn, I hadn’t thought to play my submissive card.” She pulled at her ear. “I can assure you, Mr. MacCabe, I’m not innocent.”

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Oh boy, if Mary’s not careful she may give too much away and she probably doesn’t even notice how she’s falling for her possible new boss. I know what happens next and how it all works out and I have to say it’s quite delicious.  :)

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SJ’s Blurb for UNRAVEL ME:

Mary is determined not to be distracted by the devilishly handsome Colin whose business deal is halting a much needed park. Armed with a plan, she tries to ignore her growing attraction.

After reading her resume, Colin believes Mary isn’t right for him or his office. However, he’s about to risk his biggest business deal yet when Mary knocks him off his game. The pair gives in to their growing desires, but Mary’s plan might unravel everything they’ve been building.

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Inside Look with Doris O’Connor author of Her Imaginary Lover

Click to see all the Inside Looks here at SJsMy love for the fabulous Doris O’Connor continues today. If you missed her post yesterday on the Top Ten Things to love about Aliens, you must click over. You don’t want to miss her excerpt from Her Alien Warriors or her giveaway either. My blog is once again yours, Doris. :D

Thanks so much for having me here today with my paranormal BDSM story Her Imaginary Lover.

Did you have an imaginary friend as a child? I bet he felt very real to you. What if these imaginary friends were real, however? And what if, not all of them were nice friends… What if there was a whole other dimension…

Such is the premise behind Her Imaginary Lover.

To Macie, Kaylom has always been real. Blind from birth, she never realized other people couldn’t see him, until her parents started to doubt her sanity, and eventually she sent him away.

That was fifteen years ago, but Kaylom is back now, and Macie is not a child anymore…

HIL2Blurb:

~Editors Pick~

When your imaginary friend turns out to be real, there’s only one thing you can do—have the best sex of your life.

Macie Johann’s ordered world is thrown into chaos, when she is attacked on her way home from work. The muscle bound hunk that comes to her rescue would appear to be naked? Okay then, maybe she has hit her head a bit too hard, but then again no one else seems to notice him, and there is something very familiar about this guy.

Blind from birth Macie has learnt to trust her senses, and they all scream at her to grab her chance of true happiness with the man, who makes her body and soul sing. Never mind the small fact of his not being human.

When their actions get Kaylom yanked back into his dimension to stand trial, Macie follows determined to fight for her man.

Excerpt:

Macie grinned at the sound of smashing crockery, as he kicked her legs apart and urged her forward until her torso lay prone on her table. With her breasts squashed into the wood, and his hand applying pressure on her shoulder blades, she had nowhere to go. A shudder went through her when he stepped so close that his hair roughened thighs touched the back of her legs. His heavy erection slid along her pussy lips, and she knew she was coating him in her juices. They slid down the inside of her thighs.

The mere fact they were doing this here, now, in her kitchen added another layer of deliciously naughty to the whole experience. Her kitchen faced a busy main street, and she had no curtains up. In theory anyone would be able to see in and see what they were doing. A giggle escaped her at the thought. Not that they would see Kaylom. They would no doubt wonder at the strange woman who lay naked along her table.

Kaylom’s chest molded itself along her back, and a little nip to her shoulder focused his attention back on him.

“What’s so funny?” he asked.

“Nothing.”

A sharp pinch to the side of her breast made her gasp. That sting traveled straight to her clit, and she wriggled her hips to relieve the resulting ache in her pussy.

“Nothing, is it? I think my little munchkin needs to be reminded who’s boss.”

He lifted off her, and she moaned at the loss of his body warmth. A smack to her ass ground her pelvis into the edge of the table, and she bit her lip to stop from crying out. That felt way too good. He soothed the sting with his hand, and then spanked her other cheek with considerably more force than the first swat. Macie yelped and squirmed under his hands, and his chuckle seemed to echo around the room. It only served to stoke her excitement further. Kaylom ran his hands up and down her spine and then up her arms taking them with him. He curled her fingers over the opposite edge of her small table.

“Keep them like this and don’t move, or I’ll have to tie you to this table, do you hear me?”

“Yes,” she said, and all the breath left her lungs when he smacked her ass with so much force she slid further up the table.

“Yes, what?” he asked, and this time there was no mistaking the edge of command in his voice. He yanked her head back hard, and his hot breath skittered across her sweat slicked flesh as he nipped at her lips and throat. A feminist would have a field day with her right now, but fuck her, if this display of his dominance didn’t turn her on even more.

What had he said? His kind demanded their mates to be submissive and calling him “Sir” was a token of respect.

“Yes, Sir,” she said, and he kissed her with so much passion, it took her breath away.

“Good girl. You have no idea how much it means to me to hear you say that.”

She blinked back tears and held onto the edge for dear life when he grasped her hips, and pulled her down the table until her ass hung off it.

“You’re so fucking wet for me baby. You want me to fuck this sweet ass of yours, don’t you?” His breath felt cool across her slick folds, and his fingers dug into her thighs as he spread her wider, and Macie lost the ability to think at the first touch of his tongue.

He licked her from slit to clit and back again, until she was so close to coming she didn’t even know what the sounds were spilling from her mouth.

Seconds before she reached that all elusive peak, he withdrew, and she thumped her head against the table in frustration.

“Bastard, err, Sir.”

He laughed and then rained a series of hard swats on her ass that left her breathless and even wetter.

“Oh your butt reddens beautifully under my hands, my sweet, and let’s gets one thing straight. I will not tolerate you using cuss words. Your mouth is far too pretty for anything that nasty to come out of it. If we were in my realm I’d shove a gag inside that foul sounding mouth and then strap a vibrator inside you with just enough force to keep you on the edge without coming. How would you like that?”

Macie shook her head and swallowed nervously.

“No, Sir, thank you, Sir, I wouldn’t like that at all.”

The air displacement gave her a second’s warning before he tunneled his tongue into her pussy hole, and she climbed back up those delicious rungs of tingling bliss before he once again withdrew.

Macie keened her disappointment, and he delivered several more open handed swats to her ass, before he attacked her swollen and sensitive pussy again.

Macie lost count how many times he spanked her and then revved her up again before withdrawing. Time lost all meaning. All that mattered were the painful swats to her ass that morphed into blissful heat, which suffused her entire body until she felt on fire for this man.

From far, far away she heard his voice eventually, and she flinched when something cold hit her ass crack.

“Sorry, my sweet, this will only last a moment.”

Where you can find Her Imaginary Lover:

Evernight: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/her-imaginary-lover-by-doris-oconnor/

 Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Her-Imaginary-Lover-Doris-OConnor-ebook/dp/B00L0SI70Q/

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Bookstrand: http://www.bookstrand.com/her-imaginary-lover-mf

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 Author Bio:

Doris Author PicGlutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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Top Ten Things to love about Aliens…with Doris O’Connor author of Taken by Her Alien Warriors

I’ve been waiting for this week to arrive. It’s Doris O’Connor week at SJ’s. She’s going to be here today AND tomorrow with her two new releases. SQUEE!! Today, she’s sharing Taken by Her Alien Warriors and Top Ten Things to love about Aliens. She’s also brought a yummy excerpt and her Giveaway. Take it away, Doris! :D

I’ve always been somewhat fascinated by the whole concept of Aliens. As a child, long before I watched ET, I used to lay awake at night, and stare at the starry sky, visible through my window and wonder…

It seemed logical to me that all those planets out there would hold other forms of life somehow. Maybe not life as we know it, but life, nonetheless. I guess it also helped that my gran, being an Atheist, had no religious prejudices influencing her answers to all of my questions. To her, things were not set in stone and Mother Nature was a never ending place of wonder and discovery.

A keen amateur astrologist she knew all the constellations by name and was only too happy to share that knowledge with me.

So, even back then I spun stories in my head, involving Alien life forms, and once I could read devoured Sci-fi books. Needless to say we were and still are huge Treckie fans and Dr. Who is a must watch in our house.

So, it was inevitable, really, that my writer’s brain would eventually latch onto writing Aliens, especially as I write erotic romance and erotica, and well….

*smirks*

You can have so much fun with that.

My Aliens are not little green men, of course. No, they are droolworthy seven foot hunks of male perfection, who only have eyes for their human heroines, and each other.

Females are scarce in this future, so having mated triads is more or less the norm, and love knows no boundaries J

Here are my top ten reasons for loving those Warriors.

  • Heh, they’re Aliens that alone peeks my interest, nuff said.
  • Their unique mating practices, shall we say, or what goes where :-P
  • Its sci-fi… anything goes….
  • The glimpse into our possible future.
  • The technology and the endless possibilities for new inventions.
  • Their code of honour. They all have one, even if it’s different from ours.
  • They make the best villains.
  • They make the best lovers.
  • They’re dominant and hot as hell.
  •  Horn sex (You’ll see, when you read the book.)

*grins*

Those are mine, off the top of my head. Feel free to add your own.

Happy Reading, folks

D xx

Taken by Her Alien Warriors
Categories: Erotic
Romance, Futuristic, Menage a
Trois/Quatre, Science
Fiction

 Word Count: 32,008

 Heat Level: SEXTREME

Published By: Siren-BookStrand,
Inc.
The men of any species have needs…
Gemini Hudson has grown up, knowing the truth behind those words, but what happens when those needs pitch lovers against each other in a war torn galaxy?
Cirrion Warrior Zorran rescued a nine year old Gemini in a rare show of compassion. Twelve years later his slave has grown into a beautiful young woman which he feels inexorably drawn to. However, she is only human and too fragile for his dark desires.  Desires he is certain he can only share with one man—his Drakan lover Ornack. With Drakan at war with Cirrion the men’s relationship seems doomed to failure. Giving Gemini to Ornack will fulfil their emotional needs in a way Zorran can’t.
From the minute he sees her, Lord Ornack knows this female is the one woman who can complete their circle, because she loves Zorran as much as he does.
There’s only one solution. Claim both his mates and damn the consequences.
A Siren Erotic Romance
 
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Ornack’s cock hardened in record time and his fangs dropped, seeing his wife impaled on Zorran. She threw him a worried glance over her shoulder, and he smiled to reassure her.

“Don’t stop on my account. I woke up and neither one of you was there. Gerunda said you two needed time, but fuck it all to hell and back, time is the one thing we do not have, so we make this work now or never.”

Zorran glared at him, but there was no mistaking the lust shining out of his black eyes, as Ornack fisted his cock. He hadn’t bothered with clothes, had simply staggered off the bed and gone in search of his mates. No one was going to stop him from claiming them both, not when Zorran could be snatched away at any given moment. They had wasted too much time already.

His side still hurt like a fucking bitch, and he wasn’t entirely sure he could stand up for much longer, but that minor detail wasn’t going to stop him.

“You best get your butt over here then, Drakan.” Zorran’s eyes glittered with emotion. Love, lust, worry were all there for him to see, and it gave Ornack the strength to get his legs to keep on moving. By the time he fell on the bed, Gemini had climbed off Zorran’s lap and she was running her hands all over Ornack’s side.

“You’re healed, already? Gerunda said you needed to sleep, would sleep for hours.”

Zorran laughed, and Ornack cupped her face and pulled her down for a kiss. She tasted familiar and different all rolled into one, like a delicious smorgasbord of his two favorite people.

A shudder went through her when he traced Zorran’s mating mark on the shoulder opposite to his mark.

“It’s been hours, girl.” Zorran said, and Gemini frowned.

“It hasn’t, has it? Did I fall asleep?”

She looked so utterly confused and adorable, and that happiness spread like a drug through Ornack’s veins and took the last semblances of pain away with it.

He grinned over her head at Zorran, pleased to see the Cirrion wearing a similarly goofy expression. Yes, he had been right about this. Zorran loved Gemini as much as he himself did, and with that knowledge came deep-seated determination to see Zorran’s name cleared. Ornack would use all of his considerable influence to keep their mate from the hangman’s noose—later. For now, he wanted to simply enjoy his lovers.

“Have you been wearing our girl out, Zorran?” he asked, and the bed shook with Zorran’s howl of laughter. He bent his head to claim Ornack’s lips in a bruising kiss that further confirmed his feelings, especially as he immediately grabbed a stunned looking Gemini and proceeded to kiss her senseless too. Her musk increased, and both men groaned at her instantaneous submission to them.

“Check how wet she is for us, Ornack, though I bet she’s soaked.” Zorran winked at him and Gemini whimpered when he cupped her sopping wet slit and ran his fingers through her labial lips. He lifted his glistening digits up for Zorran to see, and the other man grasped his wrist and proceeded to lick them clean with a wicked grin in Gemini’s direction. Her breathing grew heavy and her eyes seemed transfixed on the action. When Zorran released Ornack’s fingers with a satisfied grunt, he kissed her again, and picking her up guided her onto Ornack’s cock.

“It would be a shame to waste all that wetness and this will help you heal more. Besides, I want to fuck both of the people that I love tonight.”

Gemini sucked in a breath, and a big, fat tear splashed on Ornack’s chest. The sensation of her hot, wet heat closing around his dick was almost too much to bear, especially as Zorran chose that moment to fist his cock slowly. He knelt next to Ornack’s head and Gemini gasped when he slid his thick cock dripping with pre-cum into Ornack’s mouth.

“Fuck, that’s so hot.” Her whispered words skittered across Ornack’s chest, as she bent down and suckled one of Zorran’s heavy testicles into her mouth at the same time as Zorran fucked Ornack’s mouth. Zorran’s dick jumped and Ornack greedily swallowed the tiny spurts of his lover’s semen down. He too was close to coming again, as Gemini milked his cock with her internal muscles. Her hair cocooned all three of them in an intimate embrace, and her breasts rubbed against his chest, her nipples hard nubs of need, and he thrust up into the tight clasp of her body.

He fucked her cunt in time with Zorran fucking his mouth and both men grew still when she screamed her release into Ornack’s shoulder. Gemini collapsed on top of him, fighting for breath and Zorran pulled out of Ornacks mouth. Their gaze met over Gemini’s head, and Ornack nodded at the unspoken question in Zorran’s eyes.

“Little one, look at me.” Ornack lifted Gemini’s damp hair off her face and a wave of affection swamped him at the glazed and unfocused look in her eyes, as she struggled to listen to him.

“I want Zorran to fuck your ass whilst you ride my cock. That way we can both bite you and make you fly.”

“No, I can’t. I’m dead, you’ve killed me. Let me die in peace.”

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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