Mid Week Tease -She Called!- A snippet from In the Blind, Club Blind Book 1

click to see SJ's Mid Week TeasesWelcome to hump day my friends. Thank you to the talented Sandra Bunino for bringing us together.

Today, I’m teasing from In the Blind because I’ve signed the contract for the 2nd book in my Club Blind Series. Woot!! 😀

This tease is from the third chapter. If you’ve read Taking Over, Love Projects Book 3, you’ll know a lot more about Rob and why he got divorced. 🙂 Enjoy!


Rob’s day was turning around, a date with a pretty girl and possibly a new job, not bad for a Monday. No, it wasn’t a date, more like a business meeting. It didn’t mean he wasn’t going to enjoy the company.

His luck must still be running on high from the first fantastic weekend he’d had in months. After all the dates Mistress Charlie had sent him on, the only gal who’d stayed on his mind was the one he hadn’t even dated.

After meeting Jane at the convention, he’d decided to finally take off his wedding ring. It was about time his deprivation ended. His relationship with Gina was over a long time before they’d even filed. Giving up on what he swore would be a lifetime commitment bothered him, and continuing to wear the ring had felt like his punishment.

He may not have wrecked their marriage, but he did need to find a way to move past the rubble. His weekend adventure reminded him he still had a life of his own to rebuild.

After meeting Jane, he’d wanted the ring off. He’d wanted to move on. He’d wanted to talk to her again, see her deep brown eyes again. He’d given her his contact information that day, but he’d never gotten hers and she hadn’t called. Sure, he could have found her, but at the time he had taken it as a sign. That was then, because now, after the weekend he’d had, he knew he was ready.

He picked up his phone and called his buddy. “Marcus, she called.”

“Who is this?”

“Stop it. You know what I’m talking about.”

“You think? You’ve only managed to squeeze Jane into almost every conversation since the convention.”

“No, I have not.”

“Do you want a recap?”

“Okay, fine. I’m meeting her tomorrow for coffee.” He opened his closet and searched for the right suit.

“Sounds sexy.”

“She thinks she’s found a job for me. I played the conversation perfect, had her begging.” He shifted his still hard cock to a better position.


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BLURB:

Jane thinks she’s ready to take the risks her business and love life desperately need. Rob’s still punishing himself for a broken relationship that wasn’t meant to last. When the pair let an opportunity pass them by, fate steps in and throws them back together. An evening of pitch black unrestrained passion at Club Blind opens her eyes to life’s possibilities. Now, if they don’t fight past their personal demons, they might never truly discover what they need most. If they can open their hearts, it might lead them directly to each other where they can discover their truth. If not, they may forever stay in the blind. Click to add In the Blind to your goodreads list

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Mid Week Tease -What They Both Needed- A snippet from In the Blind, Club Blind Book 1

click to see SJ's Mid Week TeasesWelcome to hump day my friends. Thank you to the fabulous Sandra Bunino for bringing us together.

Today, I’m teasing from In the Blind because I’ve signed the contract for the 2nd book in my Club Blind Series. Woot!! 😀

This tease is from the end of the first chapter. Enjoy!


 

“I wish we had the time to do it all over again.”

“Our time is almost up?” she asked.

“It will be all too soon. I’d like to lie here with you in my arms for as long as I can.”

She pressed her hand to his chest and tried to memorize the feel and shape of him. He explored her backside. She wanted the moment to last, and it did for a couple more songs.

The music stopped, and a voice rang through the speakers. “Escorts will be coming for the ladies in two minutes.”

The music came back, but it was altogether different. The rhythm was gentler and the volume was considerably lower, which made it easier to talk, if you had something to talk about. She knew she’d regret not saying anything. In this moment, she needed him to know how he’d affected her.

“We aren’t supposed to exchange any information, and I’ll respect that, but I’d like to thank you for tonight. I needed this.” She caressed his cheek.

He pulled her on top of him, and they wrapped their arms around each other. This was nothing but a night of fantastic sex, not a moment to get choked up. His hold tightened with such strength that she couldn’t and didn’t want to pull away.

“It’s time to go.” A new touch stroked her shoulder, and then her robe landed across her back.

She lifted her head enough to give her mystery man a kiss on the cheek. Inch by inch, she pushed herself from him and his hands fell away.


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BLURB:

Jane thinks she’s ready to take the risks her business and love life desperately need. Rob’s still punishing himself for a broken relationship that wasn’t meant to last. When the pair let an opportunity pass them by, fate steps in and throws them back together. An evening of pitch black unrestrained passion at Club Blind opens her eyes to life’s possibilities. Now, if they don’t fight past their personal demons, they might never truly discover what they need most. If they can open their hearts, it might lead them directly to each other where they can discover their truth. If not, they may forever stay in the blind. Click to add In the Blind to your goodreads list

Where you can find IN THE BLIND:

Evernight Publishing | Amazon US | Barnes & Noble

All Romance eBooksBook Strand | Smashwords | iTunes | Kobo

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New Release! Stirring Up Dirty by Kacey Hammell #Review #5stars

I had the pleasure of reading this story before it was released. I instantly fell in love with these characters. My first impression was that Candy was a hard girl to resist and then I met Eric. Yow! Candy had met her match. I love reading that dynamic. They pushed and pulled in the dirtiest of ways. Kacey has crafted a story here that will pull you in and won’t let go even after you’ve read the last page. I’m definitely looking forward to the next book in the Stirred by Love Series.

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Stirred by Love: Book 1

By Kacey Hammell

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

ISBN: 978-1-77233-425-8

115 pages

Available with Evernight Publishing

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Blurb:

Shaken and Stirred with a splash of dirty.

 

Candy Wilson arrives in St. Albert with one mission—to sign the next young, hot model to her modeling agency. She has no time for distractions and isn’t prepared for bartender Eric McKenna—the brother of her young client-to-be, Melissa. Eric challenges her on all counts, irritates her daily, and heats her body to boiling temperatures with just one touch. He’s hard to ignore and impossible to resist.

Eric McKenna will be damned if his baby sister signs any contracts with Candy Wilson. No way in hell will he allow anyone to whisk Melissa off to a foreign country and lead her on a path that’s not right for her. And yet Candy pushes him further than he’s ever been before and drives him crazy. Eric can’t control his need for her or the desire to engage with her … on so many levels.

Excerpt © Kacey Hammell, 2015

There was no way she’d tell Melissa she had the hots for her oldest brother. “All is good. Is there anything I can help you with, though? I waited tables once. A lot of years ago, but I’d be happy to help.” Besides, it would get her mind off the hot-blooded male behind the bar who made her want to hop over it and take him right there. A full room of customers or not.

“No. Absolutely not. I didn’t ask you to meet me here so I could put you to work.” Melissa glanced over her shoulder when one of the customers yelled for her and raised one finger. She turned back to Candy. “Maybe we should meet tomorrow?”

Candy nodded. “Sounds good. Come by my hotel, okay? But for now,” she slid from the booth, “put me to work. What can I do?”

Melissa stood and hugged her, then pointed to the corner. “Well, I’m behind in getting out more nuts. The bowls on the bar and tables need refilling. I have enough to get some done now, but we’ll be closing in an hour and will need more. If you don’t mind, could you grab some?”

“Not at all.”

“Thank you so much. They’re on the very back wall, third shelf from the bottom.” Another customer hollered for Melissa’s attention. “Thanks again,” she said before hurrying off.

The girl was meant for bigger and better. Not that there was anything wrong with working hard for a living, but her long and lean figure, her regal neckline and great posture would be better served on a runway or in a magazine than hustling from table to table.

She strode across the room to the side door Melissa had directed her to. The door was ajar, held open with a small wooden crate. She pushed the crate inside and entered, shutting the door behind her.

“Damn it. Who let the door close? Drew, fuck, you know better.” The masculine voice from somewhere in the back startled her. Thankfully she recognized the voice or she’d have been screaming bloody murder about being locked in a room with a stranger.

“Sorry, Eric. It’s Candy. I closed the door.” She moved further into the room and around one large utility shelving unit.

“Christ, what the hell are you doing in here?”

She found him near the back wall, piling boxes of what looked like the nuts she had to find on a small cart.

“I was giving Melissa a hand.” She pointed at the item in his hand. “I was going to take them out for her, for after closing, and give her a hand.”

He snorted, set down the case and reached for another one. “I don’t think a woman like you would be into this type of work. Don’t want you breaking a nail or anything like that.”

“Oh shut up, dickhead. You’re so pompous.”

He raised his head and glared at her.

“Don’t look at me like that, either. I’m no stranger to hard work.” She scanned the room. Jesus, wasn’t there air-conditioning in this little closet? She pulled at the neckline of her scoop neck top. “Anything else I can help with?”

Eric set aside the last case and leaned against the shelf. His arms crossed over his chest, and Candy tried to ignore the bulging biceps that stood out beneath the sleeves of his grey t-shirt.

Ah, hell.

Her heart skipped and her pussy throbbed. Just when she thought she’d shoved the need for him aside, he had to go and look all manly and tasty standing there.

“I thought you were here to whisk my sister off somewhere?” She hated that he could see right through her plans. “Or are you here for a job? No longer young enough for those crazy sharks in magazines these days?”

Oh the bastard knew how to cut her to the quick. She wasn’t a washed-up has-been, but her time in the fashion and modeling limelight had come and gone. “You really need to let go of that high-and-mighty attitude. You know nothing about me. Now,” she waved her arms, “anything here need to be taken out front?”

He smirked, and she wanted to slap him. But he shrugged and pointed to the shelf above her head. “I need that red box there brought down. The blue one beside it too. They aren’t heavy, just napkins.”

She nodded and lifted her arms. In her six-inch heels it was hard to reach so high, and she widened her stance for better balance. The tips of her fingers eased the red box closer to the edge for her to grab the sides. She lowered it and set it on the stack of cases he had on the cart.

“I’m glad I can help. Melissa looked a bit frazzled out there. She is a hard worker.”

He coughed. “We all grew up working hard.”

Candy reached for the blue box and nodded. “It seems like a great family unit that you all have.” Crap, this one was a bit farther back. She felt a breeze cross her skin as her top rose, baring her midriff. She wobbled on her heels. Shit. That’s all she needed was to fall on her ass while in a skirt and look like a fool.

Warm hands suddenly circled her waist. Gasping, she drew in a deep breath and grabbed on to the shelf with both hands as he touched her.

“Easy there, darlin’. Those heels aren’t exactly made for working.” His searing breath washed over her neck. Electric currents spread along her skin, igniting and firing to life. Goddamn, goddamn.

 

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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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Spotlight: Masquerade by Victoria Vale with Giveaway

 

Masquerade by Victoria Vale
Genre: Erotic, Historical Romance, Regency

Margaret Seymour is bored by the stifling constraints of society dictating her behavior as a debutante in search of a husband. Her prospects are promising by the standards of London society, yet, not one of them causes her heart to flutter, or her head to fill with scintillating, forbidden fantasies. Those feelings are reserved for Camden Rycroft, Duke of Avonleah—a man who isn’t even aware of her existence.

While attending a scandalous Vauxhall Gardens masquerade, Margaret finds herself in the duke’s arms. His promise of a night of pleasure is tempting, but is it worth it when Avonleah is a known rake notorious for his short attention span and avoidance of marriage?

Camden Rycroft is intrigued by the masked vixen he encounters in the Gardens. After one night with her leaves him hungry for more, his desire for her turns into a fiery obsession. Despite the scandal that could ensue from their affair, he finds himself unable to extract himself from a situation destined to end in pain. When faced with losing Margaret to a potential husband, will he rise to the occasion, or risk living without her?

 

 

 

 

Excerpt:

“You must know how many hearts you’ve stolen just by walking into a room. Many a night, I have watched you take a lady into your arms to waltz with her and wished I could be her. To be so close to you, moving together … to know your scent and your touch …” She paused, realizing she’d said far too much.

Camden circled behind her, placing his hands upon her shoulders. His lips brushed the back of her neck and she shivered.

“I cannot deny knowing you have watched me from afar all this time does not bring me pleasure, Maggie,” he murmured, his lips tracing a path toward her ear. “When you watched me with those women, did you wonder if there was more to our association than a simple waltz would suggest?”

She nodded in response, unable to speak when he nibbled on her neck, teasing the most deliciously sensitive spot just beneath her ear.

“You wondered if any of them would accompany me home, didn’t you? You thought about what I did to them.”

She groaned as he took the shell of her ear between his teeth.

“Yes,” she sighed. “I did.”

“How did you feel when you thought about it—when you imagined all the wicked things I did to those other ladies?”

His hands worked at the buttons running down her back, sliding them loose one by one, opening her gown.

“Jealous,” she admitted.

He gripped the sleeves of her gown and pulled, lowering it to the floor to pool around her feet. His hands took her waist and he pulled her against him, his lips trailing along her shoulder.

“Did you fantasize about me, Maggie? Did you wonder what it would be like to be one of them?”

“I did,” she said, her voice low and husky. “At night, alone in my bed, I closed my eyes and tried to imagine what it was like to be with you.”

“Oh, Maggie,” he said, his voice tinged with amusement and mock horror. “Never say you were ever so naughty.”

She giggled, bit her lower lip, and leaned back against him, resting her head on his chest. “I was.”

“You touched yourself when you thought about me, didn’t you?” One of his hands slid across her stomach, lowering slowly toward the apex of her thighs. “Did you pleasure yourself to fantasies of me?”

He cupped her mons, his fingers massaging gently and drawing moisture from her core.

“Yes,” she gasped, her voice strained as he continued to tease her. “Yes, I did.”

“Show me,” he whispered, removing his hand.

She groaned in agitation, wishing for his touch again. Yet, he seemed to be waiting for her to fulfill his command.

“Show me how you pleasured yourself, Maggie,” he said, his voice a bit rougher this time—a demand she dared not refuse. Not if she wished for more of the pleasure he could give her.

 

Victoria Vale has written over two dozens Romance and Young Adult novels under various pseudonyms. As a lover of erotic romance, she enjoys nothing more than a sexy hero paired with a sassy heroine, flavored with a dash of spice and lots of heat. A wife and mother of three, she enjoys reading (of course), cooking, sewing … and other activities that aren’t appropriate for inclusion in a biography.

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