Thursday, February 27, 2014

Check out the HOT cover for SEXY SUITORS FROM SPACE #scifi #erotica #menage

Sexy Suitors From Space is the second erotica story I will release. It is a sci-fi erotica MFM menage story that was inspired by the glass igloos up in Finland. Here's the cover designed by Fantasia Frog Designs:

Sexy Suitors From Space
by Paisley Brown

Coming In April

A vacation to the far North...

Heather is gifted a week away at a resort in the Arctic Circle by her grandmother, a chance to finally move on after finding her fiancé in bed with another woman.

With two Nordic hunks to keep her company...

The two sexy studs make is easy to get over her failed relationship. That is, until they tell her their secret.

Are the two men really extraterrestrials or just a fantasy created by her lonely soul?

Caution: Includes alien probing, anal sex, and a hot MFM ménage.

Wednesday, February 26, 2014

Who is the mysterious probing creature in SEXY SUITORS FROM SPACE? #HornyHDay #erotica

Warning! Not Safe For Work!!

Hello and thank you for joining me for another Horny Hump Day!

I'll be revealing the cover for Sexy Suitors From Space tomorrow.

Until then, here's another snippet from the story: 
~Heather has been given a trip to the glass igloos in Finland by her 
grandmother to get over finding her fiance in bed with another woman.~

While the unknown being held no form while probing Heather, things change here:

Needing some contact, I reached to hold the creature again, this time touching something solid. A body, not a combination of lights and air, soft skin brushing across my lips in a kiss.

Flicking my eyes open, I met the gaze of a man I'd met two days earlier.

Horny Hump Day:
Participating authors post three SEXY sentences from their published works or WIP.
Click HERE to visit the other authors participating HORNY HUMP DAY.

~ Paisley XX

Monday, February 24, 2014

Get HOT & DANGEROUS with the De Las Cruz Saga by @PT_Macias

Hot & Dangerous 
by P.T. Macias

De Las Cruz Book Seven

Claudia De La Cruz is a sexy, intelligent, dedicated, and beautiful FBI agent! She worked hard to achieve her dream. She's too busy to fall in love. She never had an amor! She's waiting for her alma gemela (soul mate)!

Roberto De León sprints into her life! Time and danger brings them together and tears them apart!

Enjoy An Excerpt:

Wow, what’s going on? What’s all that commotion here in my casa, thinks Claudia.

She runs out of her room and down the hall. She meets her Padres (parents).

“What’s going on?” asks Claudia.

“We don’t know,” replies Papa Jorge.

Claudia urgently strides to the front door. She sees Veronica and Christopher walking after Roberto.

Oh dios mio that’s my Roberto! “Roberto, wait!” yells Claudia. She runs out the door after him. “Baby!”

“I don’t want to hear you lie!” yells Roberto. He attempts to hurry to the suv.

“Baby, what’s wrong?” asks Claudia, passing Veronica and Christopher.

“Hermana (sister), he saw Christopher and me kissing. I think that he thought I was you,” says Veronica, walking behind Claudia.

“Hey, amigo, wait up!” says Christopher, sprinting after Roberto. “You have it all wrong.”

Roberto hears Claudia and the other voices. Hmm, that’s three voices and not two. One is Claudia, he thinks. He turns around, furious and curious.

“Baby,” yells Claudia, running to Roberto. “Please, listen to me.”

Roberto stands stupefied. Oh, dios mio! What a fucking fool I am. I forgot about her twin. I saw her in his arms and thought it was my Baby. The rage and frustration that I felt ten years ago, came rushing back. It was worse this time, because Claudia is my mujer, ponders Roberto. He’s in a daze.

Buy Link: Amazon


Hot & Sassy

De Las Cruz Book Eight

Veronica De La Cruz is the bebe (baby) of the familia (family). She’s an intelligent, beautiful, elegant, and sexy mujer (woman). She’s been in love with her novio (fiancé) Christopher Rosas for years. They’ve waited anxiously for their wedding day. One of her dreams is to become his wife.

Veronica’s other dream is to be an Eve’s Pleasure model. This is the only dream that she’s not shared with Christopher. Veronica has kept this from him. She knows in her heart that he’s totally old school and has macho convictions. She knows that he’ll never accept his wife to model.

Christopher Rosas is an FBI agent and Veronica’s twin sister’s partner. He’s totally devoted to Veronica. Christopher is forced to ask Veronica to help the FBI to locate her twin.

Will their amor be strong enough to survive her silence? Can Veronica save her amor and twin before time runs out?

Buy Link: Amazon

About the Author:

My name is Patricia T. Macias. I was born in San Jose, California. I graduated from the University of Phoenix with a dual Bachelor of Science degree in Business Management Administration.

I currently live in Sacramento, California with my family. My family is my pride and joy. I also enjoy spending quality time with family and friends.

I always dreamed of writing and I’m extremely happy to be achieving my dream. All of my characters are my best friends. They are always talking and living in my mind and dreams.

Author Links: 

Wednesday, February 19, 2014

More probing by an unknown creature in Sexy Suitors From Space #HornyHDay #scifi #erotica

Warning! Not Safe For Work!!

Hello and thank you for joining me for another Horny Hump Day!

Sexy Suitors From Space is finished! 
The science fiction erotica story is off to my editors, and I'll be revealing the cover soon.

So, here's another snippet from Sexy Suitors From Space
~Heather has been given a trip to the glass igloos in Finland by her 
grandmother to get over finding her fiance in bed with another woman.~

Here's more probing by the unknown being:

The organism penetrated by mind, my very soul. It probed my thoughts, my fears and dreams. In a matter of minutes, it knew everything about me.

Horny Hump Day:
Participating authors post three SEXY sentences from their published works or WIP.
Click HERE to visit the other authors participating HORNY HUMP DAY.

~ Paisley XX

Tuesday, February 18, 2014

Book Spotlight & #Giveaway: THE STYLIST, HIS DOM, AND THEIR DANCER by @MichelleGAuthor #menage #BDSM

The Stylist, His Dom, and Their Dancer 
Hedon Falls 4
By Michelle Graham

Stylist and salon owner Remy Alexander got a second chance at love when he found Seamus O’Connell, but the more time he spends with his daughter’s dance teacher, the more he wonders if there is room for another in his marriage.

As a result of a troubled past, Shay needs order and control in everything, from his work as a chef, to the bedroom he shares with his submissive husband. Remy’s idea to have a ménage relationship upsets the delicate balance Shay has created for himself, but he can’t deny his desire for the sexy dance instructor.

Nicole Collins is a good Catholic girl who pours all her energy into her work as a dance teacher. When she falls for Remy and Shay, they teach her about passion, submission, and love, but incur the wrath of her own father. Can Nicole find a way to hang on to everyone she loves, or will one relationship cost her the other?

Available From BookStrand

Enjoy An Adult Excerpt

Remy stood and went into the bedroom. He bent over Nicole and began kiss her neck as he gently shook her shoulder. It wasn’t long before she stirred, and rolled over to look up at him.

“Hi,” she murmured, rubbing her eyes.

“Hi, yourself,” Remy replied, kissing her. “Shay and I are going to do a scene and we want you to watch so you see what he likes.”


“He told you he’s a Dom, right? This will help you understand BDSM better. Or at least, understand the way Shay likes to do things.”

“Oh. Okay, I guess.”

“Perfect! Just go sit in that chair in the corner.”

While Nicole got out of the bed and padded across the room to the chair, Remy pulled a small bench from a storage room beside the closet. Then he laid on it, face down, and waited.

“Remy, what are you—”

“If you’re going to watch, then you need to stay quiet.” Shay emerged from the bathroom, completely naked, and walked over to where Nicole sat. “Stand up and bend over.”

Remy jerked his head up. He wasn’t sure spanking Nicole right now was the best approach. “Shay, I don’t think—” A look from Shay was all it took for Remy’s mouth to go dry, and he stopped talking.

Nicole had stood and bent over the chair, her hands resting on the arms. Shay moved behind her and used his foot to nudge her feet further apart, so that her ass and pussy were fully exposed.

“I explained that I like to have control in the bedroom,” Shay said to her. “If you don’t follow my directions, you get punished. I’ll take it easy on you right now, but this is what you can expect if you’re going to be with us. And keep quiet. Do you understand?”

“Yes, Sir.” Remy could hear the tremor in her voice, but she was following Shay’s directions perfectly.

Shay brought his hand down on her ass, and she cried out softly. He ran his hand over the spot, rubbing the skin, and caressing her, before he hit her again on the other side. He alternated striking and rubbing the skin a few more times, and then he slipped his hand between her legs and slid two fingers into her pussy. That brought more moans from her.

“Very good, Nicole,” Shay said a few minutes later. “Now you can sit down again.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Remy thought she had handled the spanking rather well for her first time. He knew Shay would have been gentle, but it could be upsetting for some people. He didn’t have time to think about it much more because then Shay was approaching the bench. Without a word, he bent down and began to secure Remy’s hands and ankles to cross bars on the bottom.

Remy lowered his head, and began to inhale and exhale deeply, trying to find that spot in his mind that allowed him to take Shay’s punishments and turn the pain into pleasure. He focused on his breathing, tuning out everything but the sensation of being bound. A moment later, he felt the bite of the flogger striking his back. Shay rained blows across his ass, upper thighs and shoulders, and though Remy grunted a few times, he stayed in that zone.

And then, to Remy’s surprise, Shay undid the restraints. “On your knees.”

“Y-yes, Sir,” Remy stammered. This wasn’t the way their play usually ended, but he did as he was told and knelt on the ground beside the bench.

“Nicole, kneel beside him.”

“Yes, Sir.” A moment later, Nicole was on her knees beside Remy. Shay came to stand in front of them, his swollen member standing straight out in front of their faces, a tiny drop of pre-cum already forming at the tip.
“Remy, teach her how to suck to my cock.”

“Yes, Sir,” he replied with a smile. He grabbed Nicole’s head and kissed her, and then he guided her mouth to Shay’s dick. “Lick around the tip and up and down the shaft,” he instructed her.

She was tentative at first, and Remy leaned forward to help, each of them licking around the head and shaft. Their tongues would sometimes meet, and they’d kiss for a moment before continuing. Then Remy placed a hand on her shoulder to stop her, and began to suck Shay into his mouth, bobbing his head up and down, but stopping after a moment to let Nicole try.

“Open wide and be careful with your teeth,” he told her, watching as she slid her mouth over Shay’s cock, slowly mimicking the bobbing motion Remy had used. What she lacked in experience, she made up for in enthusiasm, and soon was taking most of Shay’s impressive length into her mouth.

“Stop,” Shay said.

Nicole immediately stopped and pulled back from him. “Yes, Sir.”

When Remy saw Shay reach out and brush his fingers along Nicole’s cheek, his heart leapt. Despite his attempts to remain more aloof, Shay was falling hard for the pretty redhead. And Remy wanted this relationship to work more than anything.

Shay slipped off his pants and boxers, and deposited his clothes carefully into the laundry basket, taking Remy’s pant leg from where it hung over the edge and putting it all the way into the hamper. Remy couldn’t take his eyes away as Shay moved around the room, tidying up the few items of clutter, his naked body like a sculpture in motion. When he came to the bed and lifted the sheets to climb in, his eyes dropped to Remy’s cock, now standing fully erect, and he laughed.

“Did you see something you like?” Shay asked as he crawled into bed beside Remy.

“Your gorgeous ass.” Shay pulled Remy close, their lips pressing together. He loved the feel of Shay’s light stubble as their mouths slid against one another, and he moaned when his lover parted his lips and swept his tongue within. Remy could feel Shay’s erection pushing into his thigh and reached down to stroke the velvety shaft which was already dripping a tiny amount of pre-cum.

Shay grabbed Remy’s wrist. “Did I tell you to touch my cock?”

A thrill shot through Remy’s body at the low cadence to his lover’s voice that told him there would be consequences for the unrequested advance, and he released the cock in question. “No, Sir, you didn’t.”

Pulling Remy’s hands away and pinning them above his head, Shay leaned in close and said, “Then you need to be punished.”

“Yes, Sir.” Remy’s voice was breathless and he trembled as Shay released him, and then sat on the side of the bed.

Remy lay across his husband’s knees, his cock painfully hard and pressing into the side of Shay’s leg. When Shay brought his hand down, the slap echoed through the room along with Remy’s loud cry. The sting of the impact faded to a burning warmth, but Remy barely had time to savor the sensation before Shay spanked him again, and again, heightening the pleasure for both of them.

“Foot of the bed,” Shay ordered. After five years together, Remy knew exactly what was required of him. He moved to the end of the bed, bent over with his legs spread wide, and grasped the foot board. Shay knelt on the bed in front of Remy and began running the head of his cock over Remy’s lips. Remy was desperate to taste the sweet rod, but he knew if he tried, he’d earn another spanking, or possibly a taste of the flogger. Though the idea certainly had some appeal, Remy didn’t want to postpone the sex any more than necessary.

Shay teased for a few more moments, but Remy could sense that he was just as anxious to get to the main event, a feeling that was confirmed when he said, “Suck my cock.”

A contented sigh escaped as Remy opened his mouth to accept the hot flesh. The taste of pre-cum was tangy on his tongue, and he licked it all off the tip, then sealed his lips around the head. Remy lowered his head further on the silky skin, slowly taking all of the impressive length into his mouth, relaxing his throat easily. Shay had made sure he had lots of practice. Sucking hard, Remy began to bob his head up and down, spurred on by the other man’s groans, enjoying the knowledge that he could bring such pleasure to the man he loved. Remy would do anything to keep him happy.

As Shay began to leak more pre-cum, Remy sucked harder, knowing an orgasm was close, and longing to taste the hot fluid. But Shay pulled away from him and Remy groaned with frustration.

“Don’t worry, lover,” Shay murmured as he stroked the top of Remy’s head. “I’m not done with you yet.”

Remy turned his head up and they kissed again, before Shay got up off the bed. He opened the night stand and withdrew a bottle of lube and a package of wipes. Remy gasped as Shay dripped the cool lube onto his ass, and then began to massage it into the tight pucker of Remy’s asshole. Closing his eyes, Remy enjoyed the attention he received, relaxing to allow Shay to insert a long finger. The slow, loving strokes left him trembling. Shay added a second finger, and then a third.

“Oh God, Shay!” he exclaimed. “Please! I need you inside me.”

Shay slapped Remy’s already sensitive ass. “I’ll fuck you when I’m ready and not before. Understood?”

“Yes, Sir.”

Crazy with longing, Remy tried to contain himself, as Shay continued to finger his ass. Probably longer than he would have if Remy hadn’t spoken up. Sadistic bastard. But Remy knew that in the end, it would be worth the wait.

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Monday, February 17, 2014

Meghan gets a job at the hottest club ~ ON THE ROCKS by Elizabeth Morgan @EMorgan2010 #erotica

by Elizabeth Morgan

The Edge Series
FF paranormal erotica

On the Rocks is the hottest club on South Padre Island, and Meghan’s new workplace.

If the warped mermaid uniform isn’t enough, the fact that she can’t stop thinking about the club’s singer, Zenzie, is. Everything about the female gets Meghan hot, but when she finally gets her shot with the temptress, it turns out Zenzie isn’t as perfect, or as human, as Meghan thought.

Enjoy An Excerpt:

Her warm breath skated down my neck causing a shiver to curl around my spine. She straightened then slid her hands through my hair. My eyelids fluttered at the feel of her fingertips stroking over my temples and along my hairline.

“I saw you watching us.”

I stared at her. “Excuse me?”

“Do you like watching?” She retrieved a few items from the vanity table, twisted two sections of my hair, and pushed the hair clips into place. “It’s all right. You can tell me, Meghan.”

My body tightened at the husky way she said my name. The knot between my legs pulsed under her piercing stare. I had no idea how, or even why she managed to get under my skin, but God, I wanted her.

“I’m not a pervert or anything.”

“I know you’re not.” She slid a chain of small red flowers into the black mass of my hair.

“I just heard a noise. I guess my curiosity got the best of me.” I shifted on my seat. “I’m sorry—”

“Don’t be. I liked you watching.”

My nails dug into my knees as her hands moved down my throat. Her skin like satin—her touch, soft. She ran her fingertips over the top of my breasts.

“I would have asked you to join us, if you hadn’t run.” Her gaze caught mine again while she slid her hand inside my skin-tone bra. “Will you run now, or will you do what we both know you want to do?”


About the Author: 

Elizabeth lives in a small country village in Cheshire, England, with two cats. You will always find her on the computer, blasting music and writing away. She started life wanting to be an actress because she loved performing. She enjoyed nothing more than being able to make people laugh, to distract them from reality for a few hours. She studied Musical Theatre in college, but during her second year, her mind started to overflow with ideas for scripts and she began writing plays. Slowly over the following three years, she was writing more and more, channeling her imagination into more detailed manuscripts...

Here she is, years later, hiding away like a hermit, writing like crazy and loving every minute of it.

Author Links: 

Wednesday, February 12, 2014

Probed by the unknown in SEXY SUITORS FROM SPACE #HornyHDay #erotica

Warning! Not Safe For Work!!

Hello and thank you for joining me for another Horny Hump Day!

Sexy Suitors From Space is finished! 
The science fiction erotica story is almost ready to send off to my editors, and I've commisioned Fantasia Frog Designs to create a cover for it.

So, here's another snippet from Sexy Suitors From Space
~Heather has been given a trip to the glass igloos in Finland by her 
grandmother to get over finding her fiance in bed with another woman.~

Okay, so this story really does involve aliens. Here's a sexy sample:

Between my legs, a hard energy probed my pussy. I had no idea how it made contact with me when every time I tried to hold onto the life form, my hand slipped right through. But an obvious hard limb pushed into me as I rocked to take it all in.

Horny Hump Day:
Participating authors post three SEXY sentences from their published works or WIP.
Click HERE to visit the other authors participating HORNY HUMP DAY.

~ Paisley XX

Monday, February 10, 2014

Enter to WIN with the Valentine's Day Gift Hop! Grand Prize is a #Kindle Paperwhite!

Welcome to the Valentine's Day Gift Hop as we celebrate love, sex, and all things books!

Thank you to Skye Warren for organizing the hop! 

The Grand Prize is a Kindle Paperwhite and digital new adult romance basket. 
Every comment on every blog in the hop will count as an entry toward either of the grand prizes.

Right now, I'm celebrating the month of love with 
a SALE on my erotica title, Sex Boot Camp

You can download it for only $0.99 


Enter to WIN a $5 e-gift certificate!

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Be sure to continue hopping for more romantic fun and prizes!

Friday, February 7, 2014

UNDER THE AURORA ~ An F/F short story for #LoveSpanks 2014 ~ Over $1,000 in prizes!

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Love Spanks 2014 is finally here! You’ve tasted us, and now you get to sample free stories from top F/F authors. Please visit Governing Ana for the prize list, sign-up sheet, and free books. You can win from a prize pool valued at over $1,000, including a Kindle Fire or Nook HD!

Many authors will also offer a contest on their individual blogs. Your comment on their blogs automatically enters you in both the main contest and the individual contests!

What’s the catch? Absolutely nothing! We love writing for you and want to thank you for your readership. Perhaps someone might get a spanking or two, but that’s a reward rather than a catch, right?  

How do you play?
  1. Visit each blog between Friday, February 7 and Sunday, February 9 to read the posted stories and excerpts.
  2. Leave a comment answering the story question on each blog. You will receive one entry per blog for the grand prize drawing. You will also be automatically entered in that author’s individual contest, if she has one.
  3. If you have visited all of the blogs, visit Ana’s blog to sign up for FIVE bonus entries to the grand prize.
  4. Deadline is midnight EST (UTC -5) on February 9!!
  5. If you successfully completed a previous challenge (Spank or Treat 2013, Spankee Doodle 2013, Love Spanks 2013, or Spank or Treat 2012), you may add “VIP” to your comments. You will earn THREE bonus entries toward the grand prize. (Yes, we will be doing this again. Yes, if you successfully complete the Love Spanks 2014 challenge you can become a VIP for our next activity!)
  6. If you are a F/F author or thinking of becoming one, please add “FF” to your comments. That way, your name will be entered in the special F/F author prize drawings.
  7. If you are Love Spanks 2014 Ambassador, please add “Amb” to your comments to receive your extra prize drawing.
  8. Visit any of the participating blogs on Friday, February 14 to find out the lucky winners.  Will it be you?
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Under The Aurora

by Jessica E. Subject writing as Paisley Brown

This short F/F story shows what happens with two of the characters in Sex Boot Camp after they leave the resort. And it is set in the same place as Sexy Suitors From Space, Paisley's next release. Enjoy!

Veronica laid back on the queen-size bed, staring at the gold ring around her left index finger. Married. Something she never expected to be since declaring to the world she was a lesbian. Maybe showing her parents a YouTube video of her kissing Natasha wasn’t the best way to tell them of her sexual preference, but they’d been more supportive than she expected. The comments from viewers had been encouraging as well, giving her the nerve she needed to ask the most amazing woman in the world to be her bride. And now they were on their honeymoon, up in Finland for Valentine’s Day.

“You ready yet, Tash?” Veronica loved her wife, she really did. But how much primping time does she really need? They were only leaving their honeymoon suite to spend one night under the stars in a glass igloo. A short trek they’d be bundled up in snow suits for.

“Almost ready,” Natasha called.

Her voice echoed in the Versace-influenced grand bathroom, a room they’d already christened several times over since arriving. In the tub, the shower, and plenty of times in the sauna.

Veronica squeezed her knees together, trying to ignore the warmth between her legs, the heat flaring up in her belly. They didn’t have time for another round, their guide due to arrive in less than ten minutes.

“As long as you have clothes on, you’re ready.” The woman was sexy as hell whether dressed in a designer suit to go into the office or covered in sweat with her hair tousled from a session of hot and sweaty fun. Natasha could wear an ugly floor-length house robe for all she cared. I’ll never stop wanting her.

A knock at the front door stole Veronica away from her thoughts. She raced for the entrance, opening the door to a very large bundle of clothing. Even most of the guy’s face was covered, though with a golden scruff rather than fabric. If she hadn’t come out of the closet, she’d definitely want to see more of him. But her days of sex with men were over. She’d gone to Sex Boot Camp with her boyfriend, and left with a girlfriend, content to end her days of trying to be someone she wasn’t.

“I’m here to take you to the glass igloo. Please, join me outside when you’re ready.”

Veronica nodded. “Thank you. We’ll be right out.”

Patience wearing thin, she headed for the bathroom. “C’mon Tash. Our guide’s here already. Time to go.” 

Her wife strolled out of the bathroom like an angel from the heavens. With blonde curls bouncing across her shoulders and her full lips painted in a shimmering pink, Natasha looked good enough to eat. Right there on the spot. A pink corset lined with black lace trim hugged her delectable curves, and left plenty of cleavage for her viewing pleasure. A matching barely-there g-string and black patterned stockings completed the outfit.

Veronica whimpered, her clit throbbing for attention. “You’re such a tease, you know that?”

“I’m glad it worked.” She winked. “Now let’s bundle up and head out.”

Even with all the winter gear, they were dressed in no time and met their Nordic guide outside. Though Veronica didn’t need any extra clothing, the desire coursing through her veins providing plenty of additional heat. She clenched her fists inside her deerskin gloves, fighting the urge to tackle Natasha in the snow and remove every last piece of clothing. Thank goodness they didn’t have to trudge very far in the snow-brightened dark.

A quick tour of the igloo, consisting of a bedroom, a closet, and a bathroom with only a toilet and sink, and the guide left.

Veronica stripped down to nothing , too impatient to enjoy the surroundings. If any of their igloo neighbors saw her through the glass, she didn’t care, only focused on making love to Natasha. And, of course, her wife, already rid of her snow pants, was far too slow in removing her coat. The wicked grin she wore proof of her purposefully unhurried movements.

“Here, let me.” Veronica grabbed the front of the coat and pulled her closer. The snow on the fabric did nothing to deter her lust. Only going to melt anyway.

Staring into her lover’s eyes, she pulled down the zipper little by little, playing the same game. At the first peek of cleavage, she lost the ability to breathe. Want stole away even the most basic of instincts.

As she slid the coat off Natasha’s shoulders and down her arms, her hands shook.

“I can’t believe you’re already breathless from just taking off my coat.” Natasha palmed her cheek, brushing a thumb along her bottom lip. She leaned closer until her lips touched Veronica’s ear. “Just wait until I’m between your legs, making you scream.”

Veronica moaned. Juices ran down her thighs, her legs nearly giving out.

Gripping her ass, Natasha pulled her in tight, claiming her lips. With her persistent tongue, she stroked her mouth to ecstasy. The fluttering in her pelvis spread through her body like a hoard of butterflies on the loose. She was going to come, just from kissing and being in the arms of the woman she loved. With a high-pitch keening, she detonated, her body convulsing with every play of Natasha’s tongue. She turned her head to the side, clinging to her lover in an attempt to regain her balance. And her breath.

“Dammit, Natasha, how do you do that?” At their wedding, she’d almost come in front of all their guests just from her wife’s erotic kiss.

Natasha winked. “If you knew, it wouldn’t be the same. Now, if you want any more of my clothes off, you have to take them off. With your teeth.”

Electric tension still whirling inside her, Veronica guided her wife to the bed. She could do teeth, not a problem. I’ll just use my hands for other things.

“I want you on your belly. As much as I love that corset, it’s coming off.”

Her lover complied, laying on her stomach, legs spread apart. The scent of Natasha’s sex left her quivering with anticipation. She crawled over her, resting on all fours.

Leaning down, she kissed between Natasha’s shoulder blades, enjoying her lover’s shiver in response. She bit down on the ribbon holding the corset together. With a yank, she untied the knot. Got it! Though loosening it the rest of the way proved more difficult. Between her tongue and her teeth, Veronica fumbled with the ribbon with little success. Fuck it! This is taking too long.

Using her hands, she unfastened the few clips and pulled the corset apart.

Natasha flipped onto her back. “Hey, you’re cheating.”

“The present was taking far too long to unwrap.” Straddling her waist, Veronica palmed her breasts. So soft and tender. Her toes curled and she devoured her lover’s sweet lips. Their tongues mated in a scorching kiss. An erotic growl escaped her as she pulled away, wanting to savor the puckered nipples in her hands. 

She circled her tongue around the tip then sucked hard, just the way Natasha liked it. Between using her tongue and her teeth, she had her wife writhing across the bed, cursing and panting.

“Oh, God, Roni, more. Fuck me, baby.”

Veronica flicked the soaked g-string to the side and plunged two fingers inside her lover. With long, hard strokes, she fucked Natasha until she burst with a scream, her muscles clutching tight.

She laid down beside Natasha to give her a chance to catch her breath, but her wife shucked off the rest of her clothes and rolled on top, her thigh between Veronica’s legs.

Veronica lifted her leg over Natasha’s back and ground against her. She pulled her closer for a body simmering kiss. Lips, tongues, hands everywhere, leaving her head spinning in a flurry of passion, hungry to give pleasure as much as to receive it. She clasped her wife’s ass, drawing her forward. Perfect.

Sucking on Natasha’s rosy nipple, she reached around to stroke Natasha to ecstasy. Writhing while rubbing. Moaning while flicking.

With the force of a brick wall, her climax slammed into her. Pleasure laced with fire tore through her veins, lighting up every nerve ending.

Natasha cried out over her, succumbing to her own orgasm. They gripped each other tight, riding out the waves of bliss.

Rolling to the side, Natasha cupped her breast. “That was.... God, I love you.”

Veronica turned and kissed her sweet, soft lips, buzzing with satisfaction. “I love you, too. Always.” She glanced up, peering through the glass roof. Wisps of green danced across the sky, highlighted by purples and blues. “Look, Tash, it’s the Northern Lights.”

Natasha cuddled in close and gazed up. “It’s beautiful, though not even close to being as beautiful as you.” 

Veronica smiled, happy to have found the person she was meant to spend the rest of her life with.

Sex Boot Camp by Paisley BrownSEX BOOT CAMP 
by Paisley Brown

A week away...

After a hectic month at work, Cara expects to spend the next few days relaxing in her pajamas. Until her boyfriend surprises her with a getaway to a remote location.

To open her mind...

When she arrives at Sex Boot Camp, she anticipates her boyfriend will be by her side. Instead, she is left with a houseful of curious young women and a sexy instructor.

And fulfill desires she never dreamed of...

Although reluctant at first, Cara becomes entangled in a world of seduction and wicked fantasies.

Caution: This story contains an Alpha leader who ensures his guests leave satisfied, hot woman-on-woman action, and an MFM ménage that will leave you breathless.

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Love Spanks 2014

Book Spotlight: Vlad Tepes, Vigilante Vampire by Lillie J. Roberts @Dottie_Lillie #PNR

Vlad Tepes, Vigilante Vampire 
by Lillie J. Roberts

In today's world, some vampires sparkle and some are mass murderers. In my world, vampires are governed by a Vampire Hierarchy, turns are seldom, and one particular vampire is a vigilante, protecting humans whenever he can, even if he must have their blood to survive.

My hero is Vlad Tepes, the righter of wrongs and possibly mankind's only hope. Vlad was a child as the Black Death ripped through Europe, bringing disease and death to those it touched, including Vladimir. But, as fate would have it, a vampire with a soft spot for the young and unprotected found Vlad, healed his illness and adopted him as his son. Vanic Tepes instills his values into his young charge, watching Vlad grow into the human Vanic wishes he could be. Then, the unthinkable happens, and Vlad finds himself knocking on death's door. His only hope for life is if his father can save him one last time. Even though Vlad must have blood to live, he's forced to take a long hard look at himself, and to contemplate those weaker than he, his prey.

Vlad tires of senseless death and violence. He attempts to restrain his baser needs, but he knows there's an evil in his soul, tightly controlled, his beast that begs for violence. Vlad becomes what his conscious demands. He saves those he can and avenges those he cannot. When the Hierarchy moves his family to Chicago, he discovers a whole new environment, different and yet the same. Evil lurks everywhere, and it's not always vampiric. Love finds Vlad, if only he can hold onto it. He must save his life mate and lover, Sheree twice, once from death, and once from her mobster father.

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Enjoy An Excerpt:

Old Chicago, that's what I liked to call this part of the city with its old neighborhoods, the Italians, Irish, Asians, Germans...and the new additions, Puerto Ricans, Mexicans, and Middle Eastern born people. It didn't make any difference to me, a mass of human population boiling over with need, want, and violence, the same as it always was...but it was also a hunting grounds and that was important to me. You see, injustice never set well with me, and this latest gig as an enforcer, well, it was right up my alley.

Two days had been spent tracking the latest problem that worked his way across our domain. Another being, happy with violence and sickness, unable or unwilling to contain himself. If he wasn't stopped, how many more would he torture, maim, or kill to satisfy those sick needs?

The night surrounded me and I drew it in tighter, virtually invisible to the human eye, waiting, watching, prowling... What was taking him so long? I had other things to do besides waiting for him to make his move. My patience was wearing thin, and my shoulders rolled with tightness. The night was becoming longer than it needed to be.

Finally, traces of his foul wonderings greeted my mind as he mused about his next victim, hoping she'd scream and beg, hoping she'd plead for her life. Then after a few promises and sure knowledge her life was forfeit, she'd beg for the lives of her husband and daughter. He got a self-induced high off what he planned to do. It disgusted me, reviled me, and yet, it was I who was the monster. He pondered it all as he came closer, and I promised myself, he'd have a taste of his own fear.

There he was! Jaunting down the sidewalk, keys jiggling nervously in his pocket, anxiousness in his footsteps, and eagerness in his dull-brown eyes. He glanced up at the pretty blonde in front of him, his smile widened, his dull eyes lit up. His sharpened pointy canines peeked below his upper lip, but they were only for show. He wasn't one of my kind but he liked to pretend. It was all about invoking fear and he liked the powerful feeling. So did I.

His footsteps quickened and mine followed his. He was closer now to the object of his desire, almost within touching distance. Almost. He licked his pale thin lips, greasy hair flopped on his forehead, sweat gathered on his brow. Now, his thoughts rang in my ears, his hand lifted, grab her now! With a crumpled up ball of dirty white fabric clutched in his hand, he reached out as he crossed the darkened threshold of the alley. The shadows slipped away from me, and I stepped further back, sliding my sunglasses into place. No need for my eyes to give me away.

There was a muffled scream. I heard her heels scrape along the rough concrete, then his slump against the crumbling brick of the adjoining building. Damn, his thoughts spoke loudly, she's already passed out. Fun and games'll have to wait. He kissed the top of her head almost tenderly before he dragged her further into the alley and ran straight into my chest. My arms swallowed both of them, lifting them from the pavement.

“Hey,” he shouted, “get off of me!” Anger rolled off of him in waves. It filled the air, and I felt my beast roll, just a little, inside of me.

My arms opened and they tumbled to the ground. The woman, now a dead weight, landed on top of him and I offered my icy hand. He looked at it and shivered.

“Get away from me,” he threatened, brandishing a razor sharp blade that was wide at the base and narrow at the tip. But blades no longer frightened me.

My eyes closed, nose twitching with the scent of the night air. Pheromones rolled off his body: fear, lust, and one I preferred not to think of, death, all mixed together with the heady floral fragrance of the young woman. It made me greedy to take what he was offering.

About the Author:

Lillie J. Roberts is a multi-published author who loves to reviews books as well. Lillie (a.k.a Dottie at Tink's Place), enjoys sharing her thoughts about the books she's read. Stop by sometime, let her know what your think. Her preferred genre is paranormal romance, the darker the better, though if you give her a good thriller/chiller and she's happy too. She loves all types paranormal creatures from vampires, were- creatures, witches, ghosts, and other things that go bump in the night. She loves a good ghost story, so if you have one, share it with her. The scariest book she's ever read is a toss up between Bram Stroker's Dracula or Stephen King's It (both gave her nightmares).

Lillie lives in central Illinois with her husband, three children, and one wild Westie (who is also her reading and critique partner; he listens to all her new story ideas, almost always with a wicked sense of humor). She is an animal lover as are her heroines and heroes (and no, that doesn't include insects or spiders). She loves movies and listens to them while she writes, it doesn't matter if they're old or new, as long as they're engaging. She enjoys all kinds of music, especially if it has a hard driving beat. You'll find some on her favorite artists mentioned in the pages of her books. She writes Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy, Chillers/Thillers, Suspense from Modern Contemporary to New Adult and YA, from sweetly innocent to naughty romance. She tends to be a genre bender, mixing her genres to provide an unique read.

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