Authors in Bloom Blog Hop 2017 with S.J. Maylee #gardeningtips #romance

Welcome to the Authors in Bloom Blog Hop!

Dianne Venetta_AIB Logo_2015Gardening is one of my favorite things. In fact, it even inspired my tagline.

Blooming Hot Romance.

Life can be pretty stressful and I find the quiet time in the garden is just the thing to clear my mind. Not to mention, when I’m writing, I often gaze at my flower beds as my mind searches for that next word. 😀 Throughout the post I’m sharing pictures from my garden last year.

Hope you enjoy!

Keep reading for my gardening tips, news on what I’m working on this year, my giveaway, AND how to enter for your chance to win the fab GRAND PRIZE!

Here are six of my general gardening tips:

1. Now that the ground is unfreezing, it’s a great time to start thinking about what seeds you’ll plant this year. April is planning month for me. It’s when I map out my garden and pull out my seed packets. A great tip is to soak your seeds for 24 hours prior to planting. They’ll germinate so much quicker!

2. Work compost or manure into your garden several weeks before planting. All that good stuff needs time to balance out the soil.

3. If you find earth worms in your garden, it’s a huge compliment. Your soil is probably healthy and those worms are making things even better. They allow air into your soil and they leave behind good stuff. So smile when you see those little guys.

4. I’m a fan of garden fabric, you can read about that in my post from last year’s Author’s in Bloom. I should state that I do use mulch in my flower beds, but if you want to use mulch in your vegetable gardens, make sure you’re using untreated mulch. You don’t want the chemicals from the pretty colored mulch getting into your healthy veggies.

5. Late last year, I bought new pots for my front porch, found a fab sale. I also wanted something larger, but I certainly don’t want to fill the entire pot with dirt. It will be so heavy. Eek! Also, it’s important to make sure the roots in your pots have room to breathe. This is why potting soil is so different from top soil. I’ve heard of putting rocks at the bottom of pots or bits of broken clay pots, but packing peanuts are also a great option. Simply pour several inches into the bottom of your pot before adding the potting soil.

6. Herbs. Love these easy to grow plants that add freshness to everything I cook. My big tip for growing herbs: use them all summer long. Every time you cut some, they’ll grow faster to replace what you’ve taken. I’m serious. And at the end of the season, cut what you haven’t used, clean/dry them, place in a freezer bag, and put them in the freezer. Then, don’t forget to use them before spring comes around again.

Extra tips: read my post from last year

 


This year I’m concentrating on THREE things: writing the next books in my Love Projects Series and Assassins and Sweethearts Series, and co-writing a book with one of my close author friends. I’m so excited about each project. Be sure to subscribe to my >> New Release Newsletter << You don’t want to miss any of these releases. Also, one subscriber wins a $5 gift card in every issue.


 

Here’s a look inside the newest release in my Assassins and Sweethearts Series:

Unexpected Destiny

Book Description:

Elizabeth Martin thought she already had her happily ever after, that is until her husband mysteriously disappeared. Aidan Clery is a skilled assassin for hire who wants nothing more than to find the love of his life. Fate throws Liz in his path and everything is perfect, except Aidan just won the contract on her life.

The truth surrounding Liz’s estranged husband takes the pair on a dangerous journey. Nothing in their lives will ever be the same. Destiny may be unexpected but it will be up to Aidan and Liz to discover the truth and claim their real happily ever after.

Be Warned: light BDSM, bondage, anal play

Excerpt:

Aidan turned off the faucet and caught the reflection of those gorgeous brown eyes in the mirror.

“Oops. Wrong door,” said his girl as she turned around.

“I can share.” He could handle the surveillance later. This woman deserved his attention.

She stopped and turned around. “Okay then.” She took a step toward him. “You know what? I should have asked for confirmation earlier.” Her gaze was full of mischief.

“You’re right. You should have asked.” He took a hold of her hand and pulled her close. “I sure would like to see that tiny scrap of lace.” And just like that his night got infinitely better.

She stopped her forward movement when their chests were a mere inch apart. A nice rosy blush heated her cheeks. He kept hold of her hand while her other played with the lapel of his dark leather jacket. “I can’t believe I’m doing this.”

“You need to get back to your friends?”

“Yes, but…” She licked her bottom lip. “Maybe I could stay here for a few minutes.”

“At least a few.” He tapped the bottom of her chin. “How about you start by telling me your name?”

“Liz.” Her gaze met his and he wanted time to stop. Something about the lonely look in her eyes called to him to not let her get away. She shifted closer. “Who are you?”

He pushed his finger over her waistband, rubbing her hipbone. “I’m Aidan.” He squeezed the hand he still held. Her soft body relaxed against his.

“I should probably go. I need to get my friends home.”

“I don’t think you should go anywhere.” He brushed his nose against hers.

A delicious moan slipped from her lips. “I don’t want to leave but I need to make sure they get home safely.”

“It’s nice of you to look out for them.” Damn, she smelled good. It was lilacs or roses or something.

“I’d rather stay here with you.” She leaned in and their lips almost met. “My friends are always right. I should have gone out with them months ago.”

“Stay a few more minutes.” He caressed over her hips to her round ass. Hot tension filled his thoughts. Forget a few more minutes, he’d take all night and then some to explore this beautiful woman.

“More.” She scraped her teeth over her bottom lip.

A second later, the door opened. “Lizzy, we got to go. Emily isn’t feeling well.”

She dropped her head to his shoulder and he wrapped his arms around her.

“Oh, I’m so sorry, Lizzy.” The woman held the door open. “You’re right. He is cute. Bring him with you. Emily won’t mind.”

“She’ll be right out,” he said. Once the friend left the bathroom, he brushed her hair behind her shoulders and stroked her back.

“I feel like I’m cursed.”

“You and me both, sweetheart.” He didn’t let her go.

“Well.” She looked up at him from under her long, dark lashes. “It’s not what I had in mind but would you help me with my friends?” The soft tone of her voice had him imagining how she’d purr if he made her come. “I think I might be the only one sober and they can be a bit much to wrangle into a cab. They live north in Edgewater and then we could do something, maybe go back to my place.” She worried her poor bottom lip once more.

“I’d like that.” He squeezed her ass. “Sure. I’ll help, Lizzy.” He tugged on her hair. Then he’d help himself to more of her.

WHERE YOU CAN FIND BOOKS BY S.J. MAYLEE:

Evernight Publishing | Amazon | Barnes & Noble

BookStrand | Smashwords | iTunes


S.J. Maylee’s Giveaway:  I’m giving away one ebook from my Love Projects Series AND one ebook from my Assassins and Sweethearts Series. To enter, leave a comment below about which of my projects you’re looking forward to the most and then click my >> Rafflecopter << for more chances to win.

GRAND PRIZE: We are giving away a ereader ($200 value). Only those visitors who visit EACH and EVERY stop are eligible for the grand prize. So, keep hopping and comment at every stop. 😀

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Click here to view the list of links to the authors in the hop.

Winners will be posted on both Dianne Venetta’s blog and the BloominThyme websites.

Giveaway ends April 5th at 11:59 PM EST.


New Release! Degree of Resistance by Nicola M. Cameron @YesItsNicolaC #scifi #romance #erotic

degreeofresistancecoverA perfect society hiding a terrible secret. An innocent man condemned to cyborg slavery. A brilliant woman determined to set him free.

Freelance tech Evie Contreras belongs to the Employee class of the Pacifica Protectorate, the “perfect society” that rose from the ruins of the West Coast. But Evie knows about Pacifica’s festering core and the secrets that keep it in power. And when she discovers that Pacifica has turned her fiancé Ben into a cyborg slave, she will risk everything to rescue him.

Saving Ben is the first step in a deadly game between Pacifica and a shadowy resistance group known as Rubicon. In return for Rubicon’s help, Evie must retrieve a hidden artificial intelligence that may hold the key to protecting Earth from a deadly new disaster.

Assuming the protectorate doesn’t find Evie first…

Excerpt available here.

  • Science Fiction, Erotic Romance, MF
  • Word Count: 80,000
  • Heat Level 4
  • Published By: Belaurient Press

Reviews

“Beautiful, fluid with whipsmart technology, and good to the core. Nicola M. Cameron has given us a fast-paced, heart-tugging cyber-romance that I couldn’t stop reading. A deeply satisfying book for fans of cyberpunk, science fiction, and romance alike.”
– Cecilia Tan, RT Award-winning author of Slow Surrender


Where to Buy

Amazon US | Amazon UK | Barnes & Noble | Kobo | Smashwords | iTunes | Print


Excerpt

“Let me see you, Ben.”

Without a word he loosened the knot in the towel and let it fall.

He reminded her of a da Vinci nude she’d once seen, every muscle developed without unnecessary bulk and giving the impression of restrained power. His chest was the same from her memories at the pool, beautifully shaped pads of pectoral muscle and shoulders ending in curved deltoids that she wanted to grip. The same light scattering of blond chest hair narrowed to a trail that led down over trim abs to his navel and beyond.

His legs were those of a runner, lean muscle and tendon rising in powerful mounds at the backs of his calves, along the length of his thighs. The hair covering them was sparser, only slightly darker than the hair on his chest, and curled against his indoor-pale skin.

Taking a deep breath, she looked at his groin. The hair darkened here, turning sandy brown and curling in a springy nest around a well-shaped cock, neatly circumcised. It had thickened a little, judging from the way it stood out from his body, but wasn’t anywhere near full erection yet.

He laughed softly. “You should see your face. You look like all your birthdays and Christmases came at once.”

“I think they just did.” There were no scars, no signs that any part of his body was artificial. “You’re perfect.”

He glanced down at himself. “I think you may be a little biased, but thank you.” His pupils expanded, compressing all the light blue into a thin ring around each black pool. “Besides, you’re the one who’s perfect.”

He came to her and knelt, gently urging her knees apart so that he could move closer. Her heart raced as he loosened the belt on her robe, letting it fall to each side. The terrycloth gaped open, putting her on display the same way he’d done for her.

He didn’t say anything for a minute as he drank her in. The nervousness she’d felt earlier was gone, banished by the naked worship in his eyes. “You’re everything I ever wanted.” His voice was husky. “You’re so beautiful, baby.”

She fought back the sudden urge to cry from sheer relief. “Kiss me. Please.”

He did, his chest pressing against her breasts as he slid the robe down her arms, his mouth devouring hers. She surrendered to the delicious sensation, every brush and teasing press lighting up her nerve endings like wildfire. When his tongue trailed along the soft inner flesh of her lips she opened them, welcoming him in. Between her thighs an echoing heat began to build.

It was the night in the front seat of the GoCar all over again, but this time they didn’t have to stop. And it was much better than the evening in the park hotel because now he knew who she was, who he was.

His tongue danced around hers before breaking away to lick at the roof of her mouth. A shocking pulse of pure sensation ran through her body and she moaned into his mouth.

She broke away for a necessary breath and heard him chuckle. “Okay, so I like that,” she muttered, amused by his smugness.

“Good. I like making you moan, baby. Plan on doing a lot of it, to be honest.”


About Nicola Cameron

Nicola Cameron is a married woman of a certain age who really likes writing about science fiction, fantasy, and sex. When not writing about those things, she likes to make Stuff™. And she may be rather fond of absinthe.

While possessing a healthy interest in sex since puberty, it wasn’t until 2012 that she decided to write about it. The skills picked up during her SF writing career transferred quite nicely to speculative romance. Her To Be Written work queue currently stands at around nineteen books, and her mojito-sodden Muse swans in from Bali every so often to add to the list, cackling to herself all the while.

Nicola plans to continue writing until she drops dead over her keyboard or makes enough money to buy a private island and hire Rory McCann as her personal trainer/masseur, whichever comes first.

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New Release! A Mate for the Sheriff by April Zyon @aprilzyon #shifters

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A Mate For The Sheriff

Shifters Match.com book 4

by April Zyon

Published by Evernight Publishing

Cover by Jay Aheer

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Jessica Morris has a secret that could get her killed. Hiding in plain sight, pretending to be normal, is all she’s ever known. And even though she’s been lucky so far, she knows that she can’t hide in Shifter Falls forever. Getting involved with the town sheriff is the last thing she needs, but lately it’s all she can think about.

Novak Porter has watched Jessica since the first day she came into town. He suspects that, like everyone else in Shifter Falls, she’s got a skeleton or two in her closet. She’s nervous around him, and for years he’s forced himself to give her time. But when a chance encounter throws them together for more than five minutes, Novak decides he’s tired of waiting. He’ll do whatever it takes to keep her around. Convincing her to work for him is easy, but getting her to believe in happily ever after might be a little more difficult.

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Jessica turned to the voice in the darkness. The sexiest voice on the face of the planet. “Sheriff,” she said, her pulse increasing when she turned to look at him.

He looked as if he had been built of stone, and again she wondered just exactly what sort of shifter he was. No one seemed to know, or be willing to share, which was very strange in a town like Shifter Falls. Then again, she didn’t let anyone know what she was, either, so it could just be a privacy thing.

“I’m not sure what’s going on, but suddenly all the electronics inside the car went completely dead. The lights, dash, everything. I’m afraid it’s the alternator, since it has a brand-new battery.” She might be a lot of things, but she wasn’t completely stupid. “And I think that Jagger’s cub swiped my cell phone, again, so do you think you could maybe call a tow for me?” She shook her head. “That little guy gets me every single time. I swear he’s taken more cell phones off of me than I can count. Phi is never able to find them, so there’s no telling what he does with them.” She was snickering as she said that. She didn’t know why she was talking so much, but she was.

The sheriff was watching her intently and didn’t seem all that bothered by her random rambling. He merely pulled out his cell and put in a call for a truck. “Mick will come get your car. He said to leave the keys on the passenger front tire since he might be a while. They had to pull a couple cars from a slough after some young twits decided that drag racing with their parents’ cars was a good plan. Come on, I’ll give you a ride home.”

She whistled. “Oh boy. I bet there are going to be some kids in serious trouble about right now. Thanks for the offer of the ride.” She grabbed her purse, locked the car, and put the keys on the front passenger tire as she had been instructed. “You’ll probably be going out of your way a bit. I live at twenty-nine Forest Acre Road.” It was a dirt road surrounded by forest and she loved it. Nature called to her, and at least there she didn’t have to worry about nulling any abilities as she typically did when she was near other witches.

“No worries at all. It keeps me out of the station until the parents have finally wound down to a dull roar and the kids have had a few minutes for everything to sink in. Anyhow, I think that an hour’s worth of stewing before I arrive to come up with some interesting charges might help the situation. By then I’ll know if the lawyers have actually been called in or not and can figure out how to play this to keep the kids from doing something worse down the line.” The sheriff held her door for her, then shut it when she settled into her seat. A minute later he was setting out reflective markers behind her car before sliding in behind the wheel to take her toward town and home.

“You are a good man. Too bad you can’t keep a secretary to save your gorgeous ass.” She felt her face turn red from heat when she realized she’d blurted that out. “Crap, ignore me. I don’t know what I’m saying.” She cringed, but then shrugged. Since it was too late to take her candid observation back, she pressed on. “Well, from what I understand, you have gone through thirteen of them inside of three months. That’s outstanding right there.”

He leveled a look on her she couldn’t read. She was only thankful he seemed to ignore her initial comment and it allowed her cheeks to cool. “I have a specific way I expect things to be done. And, I admit, my temper can get the best of me. Everything we do can be called into question inside a courtroom. If even one I isn’t dotted right, or a T was missed being crossed, that is potentially a dangerous offender being allowed out on the street due to clerical error. Unacceptable in my book so, yes, I have some impossibly high standards I expect to be carried out by every man and woman in the department.”

“No, not impossibly high standards. They are perfectly reasonable. The way that everyone made it sound you were seriously a neat freak nut job, but what you’re saying doesn’t sound like that at all.” She understood the importance of perfect record keeping, of ensuring that everything was where it should be at all times. “When the council took me on as their secretary, I had to redo a hell of a lot of stuff because the person before me couldn’t seem to understand that paperwork is filed by number then letter. Idiots.” She smirked and looked over at him. “I guess I have high standards as well. Then again since I’m a witch without abilities, I have to be able to contribute somehow, right? Especially with my mother’s coven proclaiming me to be nothing but a human.” That’s what all of Shifter Falls thought of her, and she was happy to keep it that way. When she’d first started out on her own, she’d wondered if it wouldn’t have been smarter, and safer, to try to hide even the fact that she’d been born into a witch family. Ultimately she’d decided that it was better to stick as close to the truth as possible. So she never tried to hide the fact that she had been born to witch parents. It was unlikely that she would ever run into anyone from her old coven, but on the off chance that she did, she didn’t want to arouse suspicion by being caught in a lie. Besides, being known as a witch without powers—therefore, more or less, human—kept her just as safe as if she’d tried to pass herself off as a normal human.

“I’m glad you understand. Few do,” he muttered. “I think the council foisted their rejects my way for some form of payback. They all loved the idea when the mayor had me run for office and I won by a landslide, but the minute I arrested the first council member and wouldn’t take a bribe, they started to wonder. Told them the same thing I told the mayor when he hired me—I was going to run things my way, and if they found someone that could run against me and get elected that would be the only way they’d get me out of that seat. They haven’t had any luck yet.”

Jess knew it was because the sheriff was respected by every citizen in the Falls as well as the other two cities that made up their exceptionally small county. While not everyone agreed with his methods and strict by-the-book ways, they liked how he’d cleaned up and kept the area protected from a drug problem several years back when he’d first taken the position.

“You cleaned up the area. No one would run against you. You’re too good at your job, so it is what it is.” She shrugged. “You are strict and you can be an ass from what I’ve been told, but then again there are a lot of falsehoods that fly through Shifter Falls, aren’t there?” she asked with a smile.

“True enough. The trick is determining what’s truth and what’s lie in everything that goes around town. It’s amazing what one can discover the moment they find that tiny thread and give it a tug. After all, there’s not a soul in this town that is exactly who they appear to be on the surface once you dig down a little further.”

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Book 1 – A Christmas Homehttp://www.evernightpublishing.com/a-christmas-home-by-april-zyon/

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Ophelia Lambros thought her life was in order, until she lost her fiance and job all in one day.

She couldn’t return the honeymoon trip she’d been given so she takes the opportunity to find herself on the slopes of Wyoming on the back of a snowmobile.

Jagger Morris was perfectly happy running his repair shop in Shifter Falls, his home for years. As the Kodiak Bear Alpha, he has a lot on his plate. When a new pack asks to join them, Jagger’s hackles rise, but he doesn’t know why.

When he meets his fated mate, Ophelia, she shares a piece of herself that confirms his suspicious nature was spot on. As a seer, she can see death coming their way. Can she make her new mate and his friends understand the risk before time runs out?

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Book 2 – The Kodiak’s Matehttp://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-kodiaks-mate-by-april-zyon/

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An ancient evil has come back to Shifter Falls…

Living in a town called Shifter Falls isn’t always easy. Alaska Ceridwen has lusted after Harley Ogden for years, even though she learned the hard way that you can’t trust bears. But when Alaska becomes the target of a dangerous stalker, Harley may be the only one who can save her.

Harley thought that rescuing a terrified, bound woman on the street would be the most excitement he’d see all day. Then he found out she was his mate. Now he’s fighting to hold on to what’s his. He knows that keeping Alaska safe and teaching her to let go of her fears won’t be easy, but for Harley, nothing less than forever will do.

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Book 3 – The Jaguar’s Matehttp://www.evernightpublishing.com/the-jaguars-mate-by-april-zyon/

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Quinn Ash is as human as they come. She came to Shifter Falls to hide from the danger. Too bad trouble always has a way of finding her.

Piran Raske works with wood. It makes his Jaguar happy, plus he makes a great living doing it. But he’s lonely and needs more to keep him and his cat satisfied.

Quinn comes into Piran’s life with her shockingly dark secret, and he knows he must protect her. As much as he doesn’t want to, Piran asks his friends for help to keep his mate safe. But is it too late to save the love of his life?

Be Warned: light BDSM

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New Release! Wayward Magic: A Paranormal Romance Boxed Set

Sometimes magic goes as planned. Sometimes, you get Wayward Magic.
Dive into eleven lush novellas full of magic and mystery that break the mold of traditional fantasy and romance with exciting, daring, and original stories.
From sinfully sexy, to devastatingly romantic, to charmingly sweet, this paranormal romance collection will capture your heart and keep you on the edge of your seat to see what happens next.

 

When serendipity and fate collide, what else could you get but unexpected romance and Wayward Magic?







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New Release! Forfeit by Lydia Michaels AND Allyson Young @Lydia_Michaels @AllysonYoung45 #romance

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Release Date: February 28, 2017)

The debut novel of a masterfully emotional, high stakes trilogy that will have readers forfeiting tradition to gamble with love…

December and Austin have a traditional, storybook marriage complete with defined roles. Married young, they’ve shared nearly a decade of passion and love. December’s submissive nature is perfectly suited for her husband’s authoritative, yet adoring response and he seamlessly holds the indisputable role as head of the household.

But Austin harbors secrets, and the pressure of losing his job makes those festering skeletons impossible to ignore. Turning to alcohol instead of his wife, Austin finally drives December away and into the arms of their closest friend, Cord, despite her intense loyalty.

Cord has loved December since the day they met. His moral compass is challenged and lines are blurred when Austin steps aside and insists Cord take his place.

Forfeiting all, Austin must face a harsh truth. Take control of his life, or forever lose the woman he loves.

WARNING: This book contains subject matter suitable for mature reading audiences. Some content may be offensive to sensitive readers. Degrees of Separation is a ménage trilogy with many emotionally graphic encounters and challenging situations that break the rules of traditional romance.

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EXCERPT:

It was like he no longer saw her, just looked right through her, when she used to be all he could see in the whole world. No matter what she did, he stayed away—alone—wandering through the house at night and sleeping all day. She had pride too, and he’d been chipping away at it, scarring her with deep tattoos of doubt.

Something happened to a woman when her husband no longer touched her. First there were the superficial frustrations of unrequited desire, but then it became something worse. The insecurity, fear, and uncertainty ate away at her insides.

Her self-esteem fractured, perhaps beyond repair. Tiny little shards of self-worth were all she had left. Even if he came to her now, begging and full of apologies, she feared someone might get cut.

This rut seemed to get deeper and darker every day. She was losing sight of the light and worried she’d never see herself out. She needed to feel alive, feel something. She needed to reclaim control and pull herself back to her feet, which was why this job with Cord was imperative.

 

AUTHOR BIOS:

Lydia Michaels

Lydia Michaels is the award winning author of 30 romance novels. Her novels from the darkly compelling Surrender Trilogy were iBooks Bestsellers and her work has been featured in USA Today. In 2015 she was the winner of The Best of Bucks Award and she has been nominated as Best Author in the Happenings Magazine two years running [2015 & 2016]. She is a four time nominee for the prestigious RONE Award. Her books are intellectual, emotional, haunting, always centered around love.

 

Allyson Young

Allyson lives in cottage country, Manitoba, Canada with her husband of many years and numerous pets. She has written for many years and after reading an erotic romance, quite by mistake, decided to try her hand at penning one. A best selling Amazon author, she has now published three series and several stand alones in contemporary, sci fi, fantasy and suspense genres, as well as several novels under a different pen name. Allyson will write until whatever is inside is satisfied, until the heroes man up and the heroines get what they deserves. Love isn’t always sweet, and Allyson favours the darker side of romance.

 

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www.AllysonYoung.com

 

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New Release! Naughty Words for Nice Writers by Cara Bristol – 2nd Edition #amwriting

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By Cara Bristol

Two years ago, I published the first edition of Naughty Words for Nice Writers. The sex scene thesaurus developed out of my need for functional, usable synonyms. I wrote the book that I needed. In addition to words for sex acts, body parts, and the like, Naughty Words included some tips on how to write a sex scene. My goal was to serve the full range of eroticism: from sweet/fade to black to graphic/explicit.

Of course, as soon as Naughty Words was published, I thought of more words I could have included, and began planning for a second edition. Naughty Words for Nice Writers (A Romance Novel Thesaurus) contains 800 more synonyms than the original, for a total of 2000+. In addition, since users indicated they also appreciated the sex scene writing tips, I added more how-to type information.

Among the new sections are: voice sounds, descriptions for muscles, sex scene locations, setting the scene with bedroom basics, sexual positions, how to remove clothing, sexual metaphors, and things you might find in a BDSM dungeon.

Although spanking is no longer in the subtitle, the spanking section is still in the book and has been expanded with a couple of new sections.

Naughty Words is available in paperback and ebook. I strongly recommend the paperback because it is more functional. This is a reference book that you will use often, possibly every time you write. You can keep it right by your computer and won’t have to open up your Kindle or a computer file to access it.

Naughty Words FAQS

How can I tell what’s included in Naughty Words for Nice Writers?
Go to the book on Amazon and use the “Look Inside” feature to see the complete Table of Contents.

What’s new in the updated version?

There are additional synonyms in most words lists, there are new words lists (such as muscles, words for naked, how to describe voices), and more how-to type information (places to have sex, how to set the mood in the bedroom, sexual metaphors). I’ve added 800 more synonyms for a total of 2,000+ (the original had 1,200) and more than a dozen new chapters.

Spanking isn’t in the subtitle anymore. Isn’t spanking in the book?

The spanking section is still in Naughty Words. It’s even been expanded a bit.  I only took spanking out of the subtitle to appeal to wider market of romance writers.

I’m torn between the paperback and the ebook. Which is better?

The paperback. Trust me. This is reference book that you will use a lot. Both versions have the same information; however, it’s much easier to look things up in the paperback than in the ebook. Plus, you can make notes in the paperback and write in your own words if you think of any. Besides, if you buy the paperback, you can get the ebook for 99 cents through the Matchbook program. I think of the ebook as the travel companion model.

I already purchased the first edition in ebook format. Can I buy the new version in ebook?

If you already own the ebook, there’s no need to buy it again, and Amazon’s system won’t allow you to buy a book you’ve already purchased. I’ve asked Amazon to notify customers that an update is available. You can get an ebook update for free through Amazon. Instructions here.

Naughty Words blurb
If finding the right words for your romantic sex scene is challenging, Naughty Words for Nice Writers can help. USA Today Bestselling Author Cara Bristol has written a thesaurus for romance authors to help you find the appropriate words to make your sex scene sizzle.

Naughty Words for Nice Writers is packed with more than 2,000 usable, functional synonyms geared for romance, erotic romance, and erotica. Included are more than 50 word lists for male and female anatomy, foreplay, orgasm, kissing, sex scene locations, specific sexual acts, sexual noises, spanking terminology, and much more. The guide offers suggestions on how to write a sex scene and how to tighten your writing so it sings.

With an emphasis on verbs, this guide will help you “show” the intimacy between your characters rather than tell it. Whether you’re writing a “fade to black” scene or a graphic and explicit one, Naughty Words for Nice Writers will provide the tools.

Author Bio

USA Today Bestselling author Cara Bristol has written more than two dozen erotic romances. She was published by Loose Id, Decadent Publishing, Blushing Books, and Black Velvet Seductions before going Indie. She is best known for the Cy-Ops Sci-fi Romance series, the Breeder series, and the Rod and Cane Society spanking romance series. She holds a B.A. in journalism, but took several human sexuality classes in college because she thought they would be easy As. (Two were, one wasn’t). Married with two grown step kids, Cara lives in the sunny state of Missouri where people often look askance when she tells them what she does for a living.

 

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Coffee Breaks and Surprises! Celebrating @KaceyHammell’s new release, Guarding His Anchor. #Suspense #ERom

Kacey: Good morning everyone. Thank you to, SJ, for letting us drop by her blog. I actually had an appointment on the day I stopped by her place and hated to leave. But I had arranged a bit of a surprise for SJ that she didn’t expect. I’d also informed my guest to behave, but well, here’s what happened …

S.J.: My sweet Kacey gives the BEST surprises. 😀 *blushes* Hope you enjoy this post as much as I have.

❤ ❤ ❤

 

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“It’s been a crazy, hectic week. A new release always zaps some energy but in a good way,” Kacey confides in her pal, SJ.  Lifting the coffee mug, she finishes the last of the deliciousness then sets it down on the coffee table. She really loved sitting in the quite family room with her dear friend. “I really hate to run, SJ, but I have an appointment with Son 1, and it couldn’t be avoided.”

“Oh no, our visit wasn’t long enough. I hate to see you go. But kids come first. Hope you get some writing in soon.”

Kacey leans over and gives SJ a warm hug. “I do too. So many heroes screaming at me right now. But have to hit that word count. And I have a surprise for you by the way.”

“You sent me a copy of Guarding His Anchor, what more do I need?” SJ smiles.

“Well, I thought I’d surprise you.” Kacey giggles at the knock on the door. SJ starts to get up. “Nope. Sit. You’re surprise is on the way, and knows the way down the hall. Trust me, you’ll love this surprise.

“Excuse me, don’t you have somewhere to be, woman?” SJ’s gasp fills the room as Kacey rushes across the room and into Frank Shaw’s arms. “You’re such an oaf sometimes, Frank. But I’ve missed you. And you’re right, in this instance. I’ll see you all later.” She drops a kiss on SJ’s shocked face, lays a smooch on Frank’s lips, then hugs Charlie Weber as she enters the room. “See you all soon. Frank, be good.”

“I always am, darling.” Frank stalks around to the front of the sofa, and pulls SJ into his arms. He buries his face in her neck and breathes in her scent. “Hey, hon, how are you?” He pulls back, and cups her face in his hands. “You look tired.”

SJ cheeks flush. “I’m fine, thanks. Can I get either of you a cup of coffee?”

“I’m fine, SJ.” Charlie gives her a side hug, then sits in the rocking chair.

“Nah, I’m good. Don’t wait on us, honey. Here, sit down,” Frank orders and tugs SJ down beside him on the sofa.”

“It’s been a while,” Charlie comments. “How are things? How are those darling boys of yours?”

“They’re doing great. Growing like bad weeds.” SJ chuckles, flustered as Frank toys with her fingers. “Umm, it’s great to see you both. How are things at the Vixen Club, and the security business?”

Frank inches closer to SJ and places an arm over her shoulder. “Pretty good. No complaints. Things are still a bit rocky, not knowing what’s going on with Sean and Marc.”

SJ’s mouth falls open. “Oh no! Have you heard anything at all, Charlie?”

Charlie shakes her head. “I hope to soon.” Sadness fills Charlie’s eyes. “It’s been weeks.”

“It’ll be okay, babe. They know what they’re doing. Trust me.” Charlie nods and gives him a sweet smile. That’s his Charlotte, always strong. “Now, SJ, tell me how much you’ve missed me?” A grin splits across his lips.

Charlie groans. “Oh, Lord. Really, Frank. I’m sitting right here.”
“Hmm. Yes, I know and I love you, of course, Charlotte. But you know SJ was the first to read our story. We kinda have this thing between us too. But I am totally devoted to you, Charlotte.” Frank winks at SJ, and cradles her in closer against his side.

SJ snuggles in. Ahh, yes, his ladies sure do know how much he loves to hold them.
“Don’t worry, Charlie. I know how much he loves you. He’s a terrible flirt, that’s all. Not that I mind.” SJ chuckles.

“And you’re drop-dead gorgeous, hon. Like a little pixie with a dancer’s spirit. I love that about you.”

A blush spreads across SJ’s cheeks. “Thank you.”

“And as much as I want to stay and chill with ya, and cuddle some more,” Frank lays a kiss on the top of SJ’s head. “I am under strict orders from Kacey. She says you have a book to write?”

SJ pouts. “She’s a tattletale. You don’t need to go yet. I’m enjoying this too much.”

“Now, hon, don’t get me in trouble with our Kacey. She’ll skin me a live in the 3rd book to my series. But listen, I know it’s difficult to find another hero like me, but I know you can do it.” Frank encourages.

Charlie and SJ both laugh.

“I’ll be sure to let me heroes know they’ve met their match with you, Frank.”

“You do that,” he mumbles in her ear, then leans forward and places a light kiss on SJ’s lips. “Promise me you’ll get some writing in today? You’ll do that. For me, won’t you?” Frank stands and wraps his arms around her waist, his hands pressing against the small of her back.

“You don’t fight fair, mister. But, yes, I promise.”

“Good.” He draws her into his embrace once more, squeezing tight and enjoys the rapid heartbeat against his chest. If I wasn’t already taken, I’d fall head over heels for this little pixie. “Now, and I do hate to go, but you have work to do and Charlotte needs to check on the club. I’ll be back soon.”

“See you soon, SJ. We’re always here for you.” Charlie hauls SJ in for a tight hug, then follows Frank to the door.

Frank turns back and gazes at SJ, blows her a kiss, then disappears.

I’ll see her again very soon.

99cent

 

Series: Canadian Muscle (Book 2)

Genre: Contemporary/Suspense/Erotic Romance

W.C.: 57,400
Warning: Includes biting (Odaxelagnia) during sex

ISBN: 978-1-77339-185-4

Release Date: February 21, 2017

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

Canadian Muscle …

When Desires Need Protecting.

Charlotte Weber is no stranger to heartbreak. FBI agent Frank Shaw has swept in and out of her life as though she’s a revolving door, stomping on her heart in the process. Now that she’s finally had enough, he’s back again and seems determined to spin her life out of control.

 

Frank knows Charlie is the anchor for his lost soul, even though he can’t risk settling down. The demons of his past are too great, and he won’t run the risk of hurting her. This time, his only objective should be locating Charlie’s brother, Sean. But Charlie’s a complication, and not just because she refuses to believe Sean is guilty.

 

As Frank and Charlie fight for what they believe in, they also try to resist their powerful connection. The future is unclear, but when danger surrounds them, they are each other’s only anchor.

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Excerpt © Kacey Hammell, 2017

Frank braced his arms on the vanity in the adjoining bathroom of Charlotte’s room and stared at his reflection in the mirror.

Sex with her always set his world on edge while filling him with a peace he found nowhere else. The soothing calm in his soul and the gut-wrenching Achilles heel he didn’t know what to do with. Except wrap her up in his arms, fuck her as though it were the last time, and hang on for wild ride. There was no way to exorcise himself from the hold she had on him. And he’d tried countless times to no avail.

He turned on the cold water, cupped some in his hands, and splashed it on his face. It did little to cool him. He’d left her bed, needing time to assimilate his thoughts before giving into the urge to haul her in his arms, bury his face in her neck, and never let go. Frank wasn’t a man to settle down. With the father he’d had growing up, he refused to take the chance he’d turn out like him. No way. No how. But the desire to say fuck it and grab a future with Charlotte crossed his mind often. More times than he cared to admit.

Eyes closed, his head heavy on his shoulders, he thought of teeny angels running around the yard, mirroring Charlotte’s image. She’d have beautiful, blue-eyed babies. But not with him. He carried too much baggage, and if he didn’t handle Sean’s case right, Charlotte would never forgive him.

“You look like a man with too much on his mind.”

He startled as she wrapped her arms around him. His gaze followed her fingers as they slid along the cross-and-anchor tattoo on his right bicep. When Victoria had first gone missing, he’d gotten the tat after a long drinking binge when the helplessness to find her had almost suffocated him. But he wasn’t so inebriated to get something stupid. The Family, Country, Loyalty, circling the cross and anchor had come from the heart. Those three words symbolized what mattered most to him.

Charlotte leaned in. He savored her naked flesh against his. His heart rate eased but his dick twitched. He lifted his head, grinning, and gazed at her in the mirror. “Couldn’t sleep. I didn’t want to wake you.”

“We didn’t make your wound worst, did we?” She frowned, her palms sliding from his chest to his navel, electrifying him from head to toe.

“No. It’s fine.”

“Good. And you know…” She grinned, her hand lowering and wrapping around his very awake cock. “I don’t mind losing sleep for a good reason.” Charlotte squeezed him tight.

That smoldering gaze of hers he loved so well held his as she pumped him over and over. He stared into the sea-colored oasis, mesmerized by the fire reflecting there. So open and honest, she never held back from him during these moments. A passionate, stunning goddess, Charlotte’s magnificence shone through.

What he wouldn’t give to lock the doors and keep her hidden away forever. Too bad it wasn’t that easy.

“You’re thinking too much again.” She smiled, her eyes twinkling, then turned him around and walked backward, taking him with her. “Step in my office. I get many of my best ideas in here.”

Charlotte opened a frosted glass door to the shower and stepped in, and he followed. Frank’s eyes widened, awed by the cornered twelve-by-ten paradise. She pressed buttons on a touch screen within the gray, tiled wall in the far corner.

The sanctuary burst with the noise of water rushing from the shower head and the fifteen to twenty jets along the walls.

“Jesus, woman,” he gasped, warm water hitting him from every direction.

His lady laughed. “I’d never leave if I didn’t have to.” With a flick of her head, she shoved back her wet hair and tipped her head beneath the spray. Fascinated, Frank stared at her as the water sluiced over her sexy curves.

“Gorgeous. I’ve never seen anything like this.”


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Author Bio:

Avid Reader. Romance Author. Redhead…

Canadian-born author Kacey Hammell is definitely a book-a-holic. A romance reader from a young age, she fell in love with happily ever afters.  These days, as a multi- published erotic romance author, she enjoys adding a lot of heat, sass, and emotion to the many genres she writes.

 

Mom of three, Kacey lives her own happily ever after with her perfect hero in Ontario, Canada.

 

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Mid Week Tease! His Pain in the Ass from Taking Over, Love Projects Series #BDSM

click to see SJ's Mid Week TeasesHappy Hump Day!

I want to give a shout out to the amazing Angelica Dawson for keeping this group going each week.

I’m working on the 4th book in my Love Projects Series. I’ve been looking forward to writing this one for a long time. The hero, Keller, has been mentioned in every Evernight book I’ve written. I’ve got a HUGE crush on this guy. HUGE! ❤

So, I thought it would be fun to take a look back at some of the scenes Keller’s been in before I start teasing you from the WIP.

In this scene, from Love Projects 3, Marcus has just finished a scene with Gina who was the last sub he expected to scene with. During after care, Keller stops by to start laying some ground work. He knows just what to say. Marcus doesn’t know it yet but everything he knows about Gina is about to get turned upside down. Starting now. ❤


At any moment he knew she could break from the spell and go back to being a pain in the ass. Her silky hair blanketed his fingers. He cursed himself for wanting to explore her further. She had no need for him. It was just one scene and nothing more. He reminded himself he didn’t know the alluring woman at his feet. At one time, he thought he knew everything. Those were the days he envied his best friend. For years, he believed Rob was a lucky bastard. That was until this vixen had cheated on her husband and broken Rob’s heart. She relaxed against him, leaning her head back and allowing him the space to caress her cheek. He always imagined her skin to be soft, but nothing compared to its actual silken texture.

“How are you doing tonight, Marcus?”

He looked up and found Keller, the owner of the BDSM club and his new boss at Voyage Industries. “Pretty good.”

“Mind if I sit?”

“Not at all. I think she’s going to be out for a bit.”

“I think you’re right. I haven’t seen her orgasm in the club in a long time. It’s good to see her finally let go.”

“Sure.” But he’d prefer to see his buddy moving on with his life than this bundle of trouble.

“She’s taken on a lot over the last couple of months.”

“I guess.” He figured the divorce couldn’t have been easy for either of them. “The divorce is final now.”

“Yes, I think they both did well in keeping it simple and clean. I hope Gina can relax a little, now that she has one less demand on her time. I’m certain it’s all been too much for her.”

Keller was one of the smartest men Marcus knew, but he couldn’t help looking at him like the man had two heads. Clearly, Keller knew something about Gina that he didn’t. Marcus caressed her face and wondered what she wasn’t sharing and what, if anything, it had to do with her not wanting pleasure with her punishment tonight. One thing was for certain, Keller wasn’t going to spill. The man was known for dropping just enough information to pique your interest and nothing more. He and Rob must have been drinking the same Kool-Aid. Rob had been dropping hints that he thought that Marcus was the right man for Gina, but he wasn’t listening. Whatever Gina wasn’t sharing, he doubted it would change his opinion of her.


taking-over4 300x450Blurb: 

Gina’s life was perfect, until the day she realized the man she loved didn’t love her back. Her charming life turned upside down as tragedy and cruelty struck her down. She learned to protect her family from those who could cause them pain, but she inadvertently ensured the perfect life would be forever out of her reach.

Marcus has hid his love for Gina for years. His assumptions about her have allowed him to be harsh, but underneath all the anger is a man deeply in love. The tough realities of her life put them in position to see themselves in a whole new light. The second chance is right there and it could take them over the edge into the love they’ve always wanted.

Be Warned: spanking, light BDSM, sex toys, public exhibition

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New Release! In Cold Blood, The Luporum Series 1 by Naomi Clark @naomi_jay #Shifters

Hi there! Thanks for having me today and letting me share a bit about my new release, IN COLD BLOOD. This is a spin-off from my Urban Wolf series, set in the same world but featuring new characters. My goal with every entry in the Urban Wolf series is to open the world up a little bit more. SILVER KISS gives us a good, solid starting point with werewolves. BLOOD HUNT introduces vampires. PHANTON FEARS teases the idea of ghosts, and COLD NIGHT MOON gives us fae creatures (or one, at any rate). With IN COLD BLOOD, my idea was that, well, someone had to be noticing all these weird and wonderful creepy beasties. And someone would be keeping notes…

This will tie directly into the plot of the next Urban Wolf book, which will take us back to Ayla and Shannon. The circle of life, etc.

IN COLD BLOOD is the first of a planned trilogy about Phoebe, Aisling, and the Luporum. I already have book 2 mostly planned out (in my head, anyway), but my aim is write that Ayla and Shannon book first. So if you enjoy IN COLD BLOOD, rest assured that there’ll be more from my socially awkward werewolves in love – and the Urban Wolf series in general! – in the future 🙂 Happy reading!

You can find the complete Urban Wolf series, in reading order, at my blog here.

Phoebe Fairley wanted to be a librarian. Somehow, she’s become a vampire hunter. Women are dying across the country and the police are baffled. Phoebe’s just supposed to be gathering information on the deaths, but as the body count mounts, she can’t help but break the rules and get involved. She knows what the killer is—and catching and containing it is vital. If she can persuade the police to believe her, and keep her secretive bosses happy, she stands a chance of capturing a very real, very deadly vampire. Not bad for a werewolf who can’t shapeshift.

Aisling is happy living as a feral wolf. She’s got no time for human affairs, until a mysterious creature attacks her and leaves her in human hands. Now, if she wants her life back, she’ll have to join Phoebe’s hunt. There are just a couple of snags. One, she hates humans. And two, she’s falling hard for Phoebe. With a monster to catch and her own past to protect, will Aisling trust her head or her heart? 

Excerpt


The scene inside the barn was surreal. Two big floodlights overhead lit
the barn in glaring white. Half the huge space was taken up with
sheep, penned off from the drama but still hysterically bleating and
milling together. A grizzled man in a tattered dressing gown and
Wellington boots – surely the farmer – leaned into the pen,
talking non-stop to the frightened animals. Bales of hay were piled
high around the rest of the barn, looking to Phoebe like they might
come toppling down any second. They formed a rough arena for the main
drama. Two more men held down a naked woman. She thrashed in their
grip, tossing her matted red hair and snarling with a viciousness
that made Phoebe’s wolf cower. This was their victim, this mad,
wild thing?
Spalding hurried over to the farmer and Gibbs ran to the paramedics. They had
to be wolves, from the strength they were displaying, but the woman
was making them work to keep her still. Phoebe hesitated before
following Gibbs – at a distance. Observe, Spalding had said. That
was fine. Observing was all she was meant to do. The question was,
what exactly was she seeing? The victim of a vampire attack or a
feral wolf gone mad? She couldn’t help but lean towards the latter.
Perhaps the woman thought the sheep would be easy pickings, but
something had gone wrong. Maybe she’d been startled by the farmer
or a guard dog. Phoebe had noticed a kennel outside the barn,
although there was no sign of a dog now.
As she got closer, she saw the woman’s hands and feet were caked in
mud, and there were thin red scratches all over her pale skin. Dried
blood on her chest, too, although her endless thrashing made it hard
to see where the original wound was. She stopped a few feet away,
watching as Gibbs crouched down before the woman and – daringly,
Phoebe thought – gripped her chin firmly. She was surprised he
didn’t get his fingers bitten off.
The woman growled but couldn’t pull free of Gibbs’ hold. He growled
right back, with a force and venom that made Phoebe quake. Did they
teach that in training?
For a minute, the pair seemed locked in battle, the woman struggling
against all three men in vain while she snarled at Gibbs. He didn’t
flinch or loosen his grip, and kept his own domineering growl
rumbling on, rising in pitch. The sheep grew more frantic and both
the farmer and Spalding yelled at them with a mixture of anger and
desperation. Phoebe felt battered, all the noise and tumultuous
emotion like an assault. She wanted to run. She forced herself to
stay, watching as Gibbs tried to inflict his will on the woman.
As much as pop culture got muddled with myth, some things were always
true, just as much for wolves as humans. Some people were simply more
dominant than others. Gibbs’ laid-back, clownish persona was all
gone now as he pinned the woman down with both his body and his eyes.
Phoebe would have caved already, if she’d even had it in her to
resist. The woman, whatever her mental state might be, was not so
easily dominated. But after what felt like an age, she slumped,
stopped fighting, and went still.

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Naomi likes writing, perfume, fancy tea, and unfathomable monsters from the dark spaces between the stars, not necessarily in that order. She has been writing stories ever since she learned how to write, but is still trying to master the art of biography writing. When she’s not dealing with werewolves, demons, or sea monsters, she’s hanging out with her cat and probably watching a documentary about Bigfoot. If the cat isn’t available, she’s with her fiancé watching cookery shows and silently plotting her next book.

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New Release! The Playboy Bachelor by Lynn Burke @AuthorLynnBurke #Menage

The Playboy Bachelor
Contemp Romance / Menage
Release Date: Jan 31, 2017
Publisher: Evernight
Be Warned: menage sex (MFM), double penetration, anal sex, breath play

Dubbed Boston’s bachelor of the year, Blake Harper knows how to make the North Shore’s women sigh and say yes…except for the studious Wren Shipman. The more she resists, the more he’s compelled to pursue the little birdie, conquer her, and flee to save himself from a fall he’s never wanted.
 
Wren would love nothing more than to dig her fingernails into Blake’s back and squeeze the life from him with her thighs. But she’s not interested in being another notch in the billionaire bachelor’s string of shapely sweethearts–not when she’s so close to earning the precious college degree that will help her rise above the trailer-trash stench she was born into.   
 
With his best friend’s help, the playboy’s persistence wears on the young co-ed, until he has the little bird soaring from every fantasy he fulfills. What goes up must come down, and when Wren finds herself falling hard and fast towards a bitter reality, she’ll do anything to save her heart from shattering. Even if it means walking away from the only man who had the passion to make her fly.

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EXCERPT:

“Dance with me,” he said, pushing to his feet and holding out his hand.

I’d rather get right to the fucking, I thought, but I took his hand anyway, cursing myself with every erotic sway of our tightly pressed bodies. His hard cock pressed against my belly, his large hand palmed my ass.

I dug my fingernails into the back of his neck, closed my eyes, and leaned my forehead against his rock-like chest. He smelled ten times better than chocolate, woodsy, sexy man … I wanted a bite. “You drive me insane.” I heard myself whisper.

Blake’s other hand palmed my ass, and he lifted me higher.

My legs wrapped around his waist and squeezed as our mouths crashed together. His groans filled my ears as his fingers dug into my backside. I’d bruise for sure, I thought, pulling his hair to angle his head so I could bite his lower lip.

“Fuck,” he gasped as I bit harder. He ground his cock against my soaked core, and I repeated his curse over the fact clothing separated our bodies. His mouth released from mine, Blake kissed along my jaw, down my neck, and back up to my ear as I squirmed in his hold. He bit my earlobe, and I winced, my panties useless to contain my arousal.

“I want to fuck you, Wren. Right here. Right now.”

I shimmied out of his arms, and he tugged my tank top off. In my rush to get his shirt open, I heard a few buttons ping off the furniture as they flew. Holy shit, his bare chest. I licked across one pec and bit the hard nub on the other.

“Goddamn it, woman.” He all but ripped off my skirt, the material floating to the floor.

Panting—heaving for breath—we stepped apart, hungry gazes drinking in the other. His eyes set my skin aflame, and I swallowed, nails digging into my palms, as I studied every curve and indent of his sinful upper body. The luscious V of muscle disappearing beneath his jeans flooded my mouth with drool and my pussy with cream.

“Lose the jeans,” I said, my voice raspy and low.

“Lose the bra and panties,” he replied, reaching for his zipper.

A quick rustle of clothing and we both stood naked, his jutting cock drawing my gaze. “Condom,” I whispered, every inch of my body thrumming.

Blake fished one from the back pocket of his jeans, ripped it open, and rolled it on. Two steps forward, and he tangled a hand in my hair, his other hand gripping my thigh to hoist me up.

I wrapped my legs around his waist and wiggled around, trying to line up his cock with my dripping core. He attacked my mouth, striding across the room.

My back slammed into a wall, ripping a gasp from me, but Blake swallowed the noise and thrust into me, balls deep and perfect.

~~~oOo~~~

About Lynn Burke:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.Find Lynn on her 

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