Saturday, August 30, 2014

A Sexy Starry Night in SEXY SUITORS FROM SPACE #NSFW #menage #MySexySaturday

My Sexy Saturday

Hello everyone! Thanks for visiting me for the 57th week of My Sexy Saturday!

This week is all about SEXY STARRY NIGHTS,
a nod to sci-fi romance.

So, here's seven from SEXY SUITORS FROM SPACE. Enjoy!


Set-up: Heather can't explain the aura of light she saw and experienced. Some people tell her it was an alien, but she's not so sure. Here's what happens one night when she's staring up at the aurora borealis that Lapland is famous for...

Wisps of green danced across the sky, intermingling with blues and purples. I stared from my bed in awe, captured by the beauty of the phenomenon. Though it was my first night actually seeing the Northern Lights, they made the trip worth dealing with cold temperatures and snow. I wanted to say Erich and Alek did too, but doubts still lingered as to whether they really existed.

I moaned with a shudder. Regardless of whether the Nordic hunks existed, thinking about them brought desire to the forefront of my brain. I slid a finger along my slick, swollen pussy. So fuckin’ horny.

But I craved the real thing. A real man, with a real cock. Not a dildo or some fantasy. If the guys I’d met really existed, I wanted them. Alien or not. I needed a good fuck.

Tossing the covers off, I lay naked on the bed, legs spread. “Erich and Alek, if you are real, I want you now. Take me. Fuck me. Make me scream.”

Seconds ticked by. Then minutes. Nothing. A tear slipped down my face. They have to be real.

“Don’t cry, my love.”

I gasped and jolted up, sitting on the edge of the bed. “Erich?”


About the story:

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 it 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.

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Friday, August 29, 2014

Summer Book Event ~ M/M Romance with @VanessaSims18 & @EllaJade1 #giveaway #SOR_Tours





Summer Book Event: 

Conquered Mate & 
Embracing the Unexpected 


M/M Romance


Conquered Mate by Vanessa Sims

Nathan is the Alpha Heir in the Red Moon Pack.

Which means since Noah won't be having any kids, Nathan is next in line to be Alpha.

Sebastian is a Delta in the Red Moon Pack, in training to be Beta.

Sebastian is fine with were he is in the pack and hope Ethan and Isaiah never step down.

Ryan is a Hunter.

His parents were killed by a rouge shifter.

The Hunters have the Red Moon Pack on their radar and is ready to take them down.

Can three very different men come together and save the Red Moon Pack from the Hunters or will Ryan be apart of their downfall?



Sebastian and his wolf were ecstatic; they were sitting at the table with their mate eating breakfast. Something so mundane, but perfect in every way. Once they were done eating, Sebastian helped Nathan clean the kitchen and afterwards they went into the living room to watch some television and snuggle. The television watched them more than; they watched it because Sebastian couldn’t get enough of his mate's lips.

“I think your phone is ringing.” Sebastian said as he pulled his lips away from Nathan’s. Looking into Nathan’s eyes, Sebastian saw they were glazed with passion.

“Right give me a second.” Nathan panted out and pulled his cell phone out of his pocket to answer it.

“What’s up Noah?” Sebastian heard the hitch in Nathan’s voice as he nipped at his neck, then started drawing tiny circles with his tongue. Being so close, he heard what their Alpha said.

“I need you to go on patrol again.” Noah said.

Nathan lifted from the couch pushing Sebastian off him.

“What’s the matter?”

“Jake was supposed to do it, but we can’t find him.” Sebastian could hear Noah’s frustration clearly through the phone line.

“Do you think the Hunters took him?”

“Fuck if I know. We need to catch these bastards before some seriously gets hurt.”

“That we do, give me thirty minutes and I’ll start the patrol.” Nathan said as he stood and went to the bedroom, Sebastian following behind him.

“Thanks brother.”

“Anytime, you know that.”

Nathan hung up the phone and started to get dressed; Sebastian pulled on his clothes from the night before, and once he finished, he pulled Nathan into his arms.

“We will get them, come with to my house so that I can change, and I’ll go with you.” Sebastian said as he walked Nathan to the door.

“Yeah, that would be great. If those fuckers did take Jake, they will wish they never had.”

Sebastian loved the fierce tone in Nathan’s voice. He would protect his pack mates no matter what. Sebastian also knew never to get on his mate's bad side. He looked like he would do some serious harm to him.

They made the short walk to Sebastian’s house, and Nathan followed him to the bedroom while he got dressed. Once he was ready to go, they went to the border of the pack lands and started their patrol.

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Embracing the Unexpected by Ella Jade

Sometimes love can be found where we least expect it.

When Parker Phillips, a successful attorney, has a confrontation with his friend Ava's abusive boyfriend, he finds himself facing assault and battery charges, and he's ordered to attend an anger management course. Parker, who has never been attracted to a man, is drawn to Dr. Jace Cross, the psychiatrist leading the class. But how can that be, since Parker is straight?

Jace accepted the fact that he was gay many years ago, and he's comfortable in his sexuality, but he's been single for some time now. He throws himself into his work to fill the lonely void.

Although sparks fly whenever they're together, Parker's reluctant to embrace these feelings he has for another man.

Can the sexy doctor help him discover who he truly is?

Content Warning: Strong language, graphic sex



How far was Jace willing to take this? He was comfortable in his sexuality and had known he was gay ever since high school. He had no problem exploring this relationship, but he wasn't sure what Parker wanted. Up until now, Jace only had relationships with men who were open with their sexuality. He'd never had to ask a potential partner if they were into men.

Jace sat on the edge of the chaise lounge, but never expected Parker to sit in the small space with him. He could have sat anywhere else in the room. That had to mean something, didn't it? They were close enough that their thighs were pressed against one another and their shoulders were touching. Parker had his hand in his lap, so Jace reached out and placed his hand on top of it. Parker looked down at their joined hands, and Jace could feel how tense his body was.

"Jace," he said. "This is all new to me."

"I know." He tilted Parker's chin up with his free hand. "But you can feel it."

He nodded and Jace felt a sense of relief. If Parker realized there could be something between them then that was half the battle.

"I've been trying to fight it all week," Parker said. "But when you're close to me, I forget why I'm trying to fight it."

"Maybe you should just go with what you're feeling." Jace wanted to encourage him, but he didn't want to push.

"I had a really good time tonight," Parker admitted. "And I want to see you again."

Jace leaned closer, never taking his eyes away from Parker's or removing his hand from his. He could feel Parker's warm breath on his mouth and his eyes looked so inviting.

"You're going to have to go slower than you're used to," Parker said.

"Slow can be good." Jace smiled as he brushed his lips against Parker's jaw, moving toward his mouth. Parker looked down and Jace sensed his embarrassment, but he couldn't help himself, so he slowly moved his lips against his. They were so soft and warm, and he wanted to explore more of him, but he didn't want to rush him.

He couldn't take it anymore. He had to deepen the kiss. He needed more, so he moved his hand over Parker's shoulder and up to the back of his head, pushing him closer to him as he slipped his tongue inside his mouth. Parker briefly reciprocated and Jace thought he'd blow his load from the taste of him, but then Parker pressed his hand against his chest and tried to push him away.

"I don't—" Parker was breathless, and although the man looked conflicted he didn't move his lips away from Jace's.

"You don't what?" Jace whispered against his mouth as he pressed his forehead to his and played with the hair at the nape of his neck.

"It's just different," Parker admitted. "But I like it." He shifted in his seat, and Jace knew exactly what he was feeling. He was sure Parker was just as hard as he was.

"Parker," he mumbled against his lips. "I'm willing to wait for you, so why don't you relax and let's see where this goes?"

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Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her, and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed when she discovered the eBook industry. She started penning novels at a rapid pace and now she can't be stopped.

Ella resides in New Jersey with her husband and two young boys. When she's not chasing after her kids, she's busy writing, attending PTO meetings, kickboxing, and scrapbooking. She hopes you'll get lost in her words.

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Thursday, August 28, 2014

Now you can get Paisley Brown titles at COFFEE TIME ROMANCE ~ 20% OFF for a limited time! #erotica


Good day! I'm excited to announce that my titles are now available at Coffee Time Romance. And because they are new releases at this site, you can get them for 20% OFF for a limited time. Exciting, eh?

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THE OVERLORD'S HEIR #scifirom from Michelle Howard ~ Enter to WIN! @MHowardwrites #SOR_Tours


The Overlord's Heir 
by Michelle Howard

Genre: Scifi Romance

With his enemy defeated and order re-established, Vaan plans to enjoy his life with his Raasa mate. Mikayla’s upcoming birth makes his heart sing with joy.

Mikayla prepares for the birth of her first youngling with her Overlord mate. This should be a happy time but Vaan must return to Kaban and reassure his people that he yet lives.

There are still those not pleased at the turn of events with Thenl’s downfall and seek to destroy what the Overlord has built. Will Vaan and Mikayla finally be able to relax or will trouble continue to follow them?



When Balal returned to the lower level, Vaan cornered him. “How is she?”

His Warlord hesitated and then answered. “Hurt.”

Kavan came up behind him. “She is not pleased you kept this from her.”

Vaan knew that and accepted his actions. “Mikayla would have worried needlessly. I fear carrying our youngling has her judgment absent.”

Kavan folded his arms over his bare chest. “You should confine her to her bed while you are gone.”

Vaan felt a grin tug at his lips. Kavan and Mikayla had come to a mutual agreement between them that neither would discuss with him but Kavan often argued that Mikayla should settle into her role as mate. “You would have her angrier at me before I leave, yes?”

His Warlord cracked a small smile. “It would make watching her easier for Balal and I.”

Vaan grunted. Nothing involving his mate was easy. “Mikayla is not a Kabanian woman. Best we all accept and remember this then move forward.” He faced Balal. Mikayla’s favorite among his Warlords. “You will not allow her to endanger herself.”

“As you command, Overlord.”

Balal’s agreement came instantly but Vaan had witnessed Mikayla work around the youth in the past. “Have Assa help you if necessary.” Assa and Mikayla grew up together. His mate maintained a close relationship with all of her people due to her parents going to the Hills while she was a youngling but she was closest to Assa, Sera and Vesa. The house servants would be sure to keep an eye on Mikayla.

Balal ran a hand through his dark shoulder length hair and shifted his weight. “Assa no longer gives me her confidence.”

Vaan raised a brow at this news but Kavan burst into laughter drawing stares their way. Balal’s cheeks stained red.

“What happened, Warlord?” The Raasa female seemed enamored of Balal and often spent time in his company.

Kavan’s laughter died to chuckles and answered Vaan for Balal. “She is not pleased with his bed play.”

Balal punched Kavan in the chest and stormed from the hall, anger in his steps. Vaan sighed. This he knew something about. Perhaps, he’d offer Balal a hint to ease his way.

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Michelle Howard enjoys a crazy life that involves wild kids, a loud dog, and a husband who tolerates the madness. Like many authors, she’s dreamed of writing since reading her first romance novel many years ago.  She loves paranormal and contemporary romances and is a fan of the classic romances, such as Judith McNaught and Julie Garwood.

I love to hear from fans so please reach out to me. If the mood hits you, leave a review on Amazon or Goodreads.

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Wednesday, August 27, 2014

Naughty stories by @Tamaria_Soana & @LisaQDramaQueen #SOR_Tours #giveaway



Summer Book Event: 

D-Strings Set & Naughty Little Bedtime Stories 




D-Strings Set by Lisa Gillis
Rising Sun, Half Moon, Rock Stars

They are friends in public, lovers in private. In an age of sex, drugs, rock and roll, they want it all. But 'all' has a different definition to everyone. What happens when sexy drummer Matt Loren wants bandmate Jules Breaux as more than a bedroom plaything? Is her love more than a four letter word?



With a roll, her feet were on the floor and flying to the door. He hardly ever arrived in the middle of the night like this without a phone call to her room first. She could feel him on the other side, but she forced a few deep breaths into her lungs and counted to ten. Squeezing her eyes tightly together, she reopened them only halfway as she unlatched and pulled at the door.

“Hey.” Modulating her voice, she made sure it sounded casual and even sleepy.

“Hey. Had a bad dream. S’okay if I sleep in your bed tonight?” So sexy, he stood, taking the time to look her over before entering the room. No sooner had she shut the door, than he turned, pinning her against it for a deep kiss. “Tried to call you a couple of times…” Reaching over her, he locked the door and then began to kiss her again.

“Went to the party.” She managed to speak around his kiss.

“Mmh hmm. How was it?” Both hands closed around both of hers. His tongue glided along her lips as he spoke.

“Okay, I guess. Where were you? You stay around here?” His breath, his taste was more than slightly alcoholic. Unusual for him. She punctuated each sentence with a return kiss.

“Went with Keith to a club.” Bringing her hands up, he trapped them between his and the door.

“Keith? Really?” She could barely imagine Matt drinking beers with Keith, but he had definitely had more than a few. And not just beers. She could taste and smell the hard liquor. Not enough to reek, but enough to ingest with each breath he took—probably enough that, for once, he didn’t taste it on her. Getting out on the town was not something they had done much on the road, and she sulked against his lips. “Well I would have gone. You didn’t have to take Keith.”

“You wouldn’t have gone.” Blissfully, his body sandwiched hers snugly between his and the door. Their handclasp was palm to palm, hers still between his and the door. “Wasn’t that kind of club, cari.”

It took her several extra seconds to realize he was speaking of a strip club. If his alcohol count tonight surprised her, this new revelation surprised her more. Somehow, she disentangled her tongue enough to tease, “Really? You don’t know that.”

“Really? Thought I did.” The smug kiss that followed was extra firm, and she smiled into it, feeling his return smile.

Restless to touch him, she strained her hands against his for the umpteenth time. He let them go this time, but in two swift movements, he exposed her completely to his gaze—the admiring gaze she now knew she craved.

“So pretty. Prettier than anyone, anywhere.” Her back, now bare, made contact with the door as he moved in close, sliding a hand down between them as he did so.

Her gasp, like so many times before, was smothered by his kiss. A kiss combined with a touch that was quickly making her mindless. Like his hand, his words caressed her over and over, and in a random moment of clarity, she demanded in mock outrage, “Did you just compare me to strippers?”

“Yep. The hottest, classiest strippers. It’s a legendary place. His tone was light, bantering, and then he finished solemnly, wisely, “But there is no comparison.”

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Lisa Gillis resides in Texas, and often references this state in her books. Writing is a recent passion, and she strives in her books to blend a perfect mixture of fantasy and reality. Her love for music, bands, and concerts inspired her Six Silver Strings Series. When she is not writing those little voices out of her head while listening to music, she is making her own noise on drums or guitar. You can visit her at http://www.rockstarreads.com/

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Naughty Little Bedtime Stories by Tamaria Soana

Bedtime stories that will heat up your night.

Naughty Little Bedtime Stories contains twelve short stories that will arouse your senses. You'll find stories that contain light bondage, food play, ménage (m/m/f), and other erotic events. Each story has a different setting and couple who explore all things naughty in and out of the bedroom.

Content Warning: adult language, graphic sexual situations



Excerpt from Strawberries and Whipped Cream

We ate dinner, drank some wine, and talked about our week. Maybe tonight I would finally pop the question. After cleaning up, I refilled our glasses.

"Did you get something for dessert?" Emma asked.

I smiled. "Yes, I did. Why don't you go into the living room and make yourself comfortable while I get it ready."

"Okay. Are you sure you don't need help?"

"I'm sure."

After she left the kitchen, I gathered the bowl of strawberries and can whipped cream from the fridge. I walked in the room to find her on the couch, sipping her wine. I sat down next to her and placed the food on the coffee table.

"I love strawberries, but why the can of whipped cream?" she asked with a twinkle in her eyes.

"Close your eyes. No peeking," I whispered in her ear.

I took a strawberry and traced her bottom lip with it. She opened her mouth slightly, and I allowed her to take a small bite. A low moan escaped her lips, and my dick twitched in response. I began to feed her another piece of fruit. My cock was getting harder by the minute as I watched her lips wrap around the strawberries.

"I want to feed you one," she said as she opened her eyes.

"I have a better idea. Close your eyes," I said in a deep voice.

Emma sighed and closed her eyes. I picked up a strawberry and touched her bottom lip with it, and she opened her mouth to take it in. I leaned in and bit the other end, letting our lips meet and eliciting a faint squeal from her.

"Would you like some whipped cream?" I asked her as I grabbed the can and shook it.

"Yes," she whimpered.

I squirted some whipped cream on her bottom lip. She seductively licked them while looking at me lustfully. I groaned, shifted to adjust myself, and placed my lips on hers. She wrapped her arms around me and the kiss deepened. Our tongues rubbed against each other. She tasted like whipped cream. Pulling away, I placed kisses down her neck and made my way to her chest. I lifted her shirt over her head. She was wearing a pink lace bra.

"Beautiful," I whispered as I reached around her and unhooked her bra. I slid the straps off her arms, placing more kisses on her neck. "Lay back," I told her as I took my shirt off.

I unbuttoned her jeans and slowly unzipped them. She lifted herself up as I slid them down her amazing legs and threw them on the floor. She was a sight to behold in just a pair of pink boy shorts.

"Do you trust me?" I asked.

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Tamaria Soana is middle aged, but just feels her life has begun. She writes sexy contemporary romance stories that always end with a ‘happily ever after’. Growing up she loved to read and make up new places in her head to escape to. In her late teens she began writing short stories and poetry; it wasn’t until her late thirties before she began to spin a full story.

She’s married and a stay-at-home-mom of two beautiful young girls, they reside in Western New York. Cuddling up with a good book under an electric throw is her way to escape the cold Buffalo nights. Besides writing, she co-owns Shades of Rose Media and hosts a talk show on Talkshoe called Live with Tamaria ~ Giving authors a voice.

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Tuesday, August 26, 2014

Longing for the forbidden ~ THE GOOD SISTER by @LSJRomance #audiobook #giveaway #SOR_Tours



The Good Sister: Part One
Contemporary Erotic Romance
Written by: London Saint James
Narrated by: Kitty Barclay
Length: 10 hrs and 8 mins

Trinity Lane Winslow feared everything and lived her life vicariously through others. She dreamed of the impossible, yearning to be the kind of woman men desired—especially Reid Addison.

Reid Addison feared nothing, except how the mousey little blonde daughter of his housekeeper made him feel. Even though Trinity Winslow wasn’t his type, there was something intriguing about her.

Lord Ashton Archer lived a fairy tale life with property all over the world, was heir to a ducal dynasty, and had women fawning all over him. Anything a man could want, he obtained by the snap of his fingers.

By a twist of fate the three of them find their way into the same illicit world of the infamous Madam Jacqueline Claudette Rousseau. But will they find what each of them truly desires? Or will they always long for the forbidden?

Note: The Good Sister: Part One is a 2-book series. It is best read/listened to in order.







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London wrote her first short story in the second grade. Her teacher informed her parents London had a big imagination, but having a big imagination wasn’t necessarily a good thing as far as he was concerned. Without watering that seed of imagination, London placed her vivid characters, her childhood stories, along with her imagination on the shelf, where they would wither for a while. At the urging of her eighth grade English teacher, London pulled her imagination off that shelf, and wrote her second short story. To no surprise, it was a love story inspired by a song. Then as life does, it moves on, so yet again London placed her imagination on the shelf to wither for a while. She needed to do the “sensible thing.”

The sensible thing earned London a degree in Psychology, but while in college she traversed into writing once more, and was encouraged by a couple of professors to pursue that endeavor. She took on the world of written word, and has never looked back.

London writes erotic romance from sweet to downright naughty. She is an author for Evernight Publishing, a member of the Romance Writers of America, and a member of Passionate Ink.

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Monday, August 25, 2014

Will secrets & dangerous missions keep them apart? RAVEN'S QUEST by @PatBAuthor #SOR_Tours


RAVEN'S QUEST
by Patricia Bates

Erotic Contemporary Romance/ Romantic Suspense 

After a lifetime of living in the shadows, can Secret Agent Raven O'Connell step into the light with the Navy SEAL who holds her heart?

Raven O'Connell is a woman with secrets. One of the top STAR agents, she's a force to be reckoned with. When she meets Navy SEAL Zach Richter at her best friend's wedding the sparks fly.

Zach is a man used to danger. A seasoned soldier, he's grown accustomed to living on the edge. Getting involved on a permanent basis wasn't something he'd ever considered…until he met Raven. What started out as a no-strings affair quickly blossomed into more.

But can they have a future when dark secrets and a dangerous mission pushes them into a life-threatening situation that will cost one of them more than they ever imagined?

Content Warning: contains violence and graphic sex



"Excuse me, won't you have a seat? We're about to begin." The smartly dressed man hovering in the doorway wiped his forehead, a worried look in his eyes. His fingers plucked at his collar, adjusting it nervously.

"Thank you." Jocylin smiled. She rested a hand on Raven's arm. "You staying?"

"I don't sit with the family." Raven met her stare head-on. "I don't think it's right to sit next to someone whose daughter I couldn't save."

"Then why attend the funeral?"

"Because I have to." Stepping by Jocylin, Raven settled next to a tall, ornate plant, her hands tucked into the pockets of her black slacks. She hated attending these things. Not because of the death, but because of the sense of failure. But facing the ones who grieved a lost loved one was a small penance to pay for her sins.

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The clink of ice cubes against glass seemed to mock Raven as she shifted, lifting her drink to her lips and sipping the virgin concoction. It hardly seemed appropriate to be sitting amid the revelry when she'd spent the better part of her morning mired in the grief and rage of a family burying a child.

A band occupied the stage, their lively beat filling the hot room. Men and women in formal wear circulated, the mingled odors of their perfume and cologne enough to give her a migraine. In the corner a drunken couple were too busy making out to notice the rest of the crowd, who seemed oblivious to their antics. Raven sighed. There wasn't a lot to be said for sitting at a table in a low lit room while her best friend danced around with her new husband, not when she had important work to do.

Raven stared at the pair, a hint of envy tickling her nerves. Alex wore a delicate lace gown, her curves highlighted by the clinging material. The lust in her husband's gaze hot enough to burn through the fancy dress. Slade looked ready to throw her on the nearest table, his face taut, filled with hunger as he pulled her against him.

Raven swallowed past the nausea and glanced over the crowd. A slight smile curled her lips as she appraised those at the wedding. There was more danger in this room than any where she could pinpoint at the moment. SEALs, STARs, as well as several other military and law enforcement agencies, all laughed and joked. The combined firepower in the room enough to take down a small country. She snorted under her breath. It wasn't like there was anyone interested in such a feat. At least at the moment.

"Damn." Raven straightened, her gaze falling on a tall, broad-shouldered man lounging against the wall. Her fingers clenched around the glass, the faint throb of adrenaline flaring to life, and she shrugged off the silky shawl she'd wrapped around her shoulders.

She stood, her body humming as she appraised him. The neat lines of his uniform hugged his massive frame, the trousers clinging to his butt. His eyes scanned the room, taking in every detail, every nuance, but revealed nothing. Legs braced, his arms crossed over his chest, a glass resting on his bicep, whoever he was, he wasn't the accountant. Arousal hit, hard, fast, burning through her reserves as she licked her lips.

Ignoring the tiny voice of reason screaming at her, she pasted a smile on her face and sashayed toward him, drink in hand. Her heart throbbed with each step, and her blood heated at the quick glance he ran over her before looking away.

"You look bored, handsome." Raven curled her fingers over his arm, brushing against him with her breasts. Tiny tremors of heat danced along her skin.

He turned his head, his eyes meeting hers, the rough material of his jacket rustling against the silk of her gown. "I hate formal events." Low, rich, the baritone rolled over her like a wave.

She pressed closer and shivered at the bulge behind the zipper of his pants, a wave of moisture pooling between her legs.

"Ooh, yes." She moved a bit closer, her fingers brushing against him. Her pulse skipped at the twitch of interest behind the placket of his pants. "These things do leave one with a vague disgust. I'd hoped they'd elope and we wouldn't be tortured with this public display of affection."

"Disgust isn't the word I'd use." He reached out to take her drink. She watched him take a sip, catching the flare of surprise in his eyes, and Raven laughed. "Hmm, so why are you here drinking juice?"

"I don't like alcohol." Raven shrugged. "It clouds the mind, slows reflexes."

"True, but I don't think you're likely to have any difficulty at Alex and Slade's wedding. And if you did, there's enough combined training in here to…"

"Yeah, I know. Overthrow a small country." With a quick grin she leaned closer. "But I don't see any, uh, problem which would need the sort of training we have in abundance. There are problems…" She brushed her breasts against him as she took her drink back and set it aside. "Then there are problems. Perhaps I can help you with one of yours."

"Oh?" He smiled, a slow curl of his lips as he eyed her, heat flaring with each blatant sweep of his gaze.

Raven tugged on his tie. "Yes, sir. Why, it has to be hard on a person to have such a rigid package. Let's see if I can help out. After all, it's the neighborly thing to do."

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Currently I have over 20 books under contract under my own name and under my pen name Elise Whyles in multiple genres. My goals this year are simple to continue putting out stories my readers love, books they can relate to and characters they can identify with. For the full list of my books please check out my books page.

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Thursday, August 21, 2014

Can she find love with an older man? UNFORGETTABLE by @LaceyWolfe #SOR_Tours #giveaway



Unforgettable

by Lacey Wolfe

Contemporary Romance

Can an older man be everything Krista’s been looking for?

Krista Michaels’ dating life has been non-existent since her divorce a year before. When her best friend steps in and declares it’s time for a night out at the newest May/December hang-out, The Gentleman’s Club, Krista enters a whole new world and lays eyes on a man who leaves her speechless.

Neil Clark likes younger women and having a good time. Krista catches his attention right away, From their first conversation, he can tell she isn’t a woman to simply play with. One problem: Krista isn’t interested, or so she says. But Neil isn’t about to let her slip away.

Krista’s heart and mind battle it out as Neil does his best to win her over. But they have one huge difference in what they want out of life, and Krista isn’t willing to give up her values, not for a man, not for money, not for love...



Krista jogged to catch up with her friend. At the entrance, a big man stood there in the classic get-up. Sunglasses, a black shirt, and tight jeans. He was hot and Krista wondered if she could stay out there with him because he looked more like her type.

“Good evening, ladies. I need to see some ID.” He held out his hand.

She dug hers out of her wallet and handed it to him. He glanced at the I.D.’s, smiled, and gave them back.

“Enjoy your evening.”

Jamie looped her arm through Krista’s and they were on their way to what felt like the unknown to Krista.

Inside was dark as expected, but there was just enough lighting so she wouldn’t trip over anything. There were a lot of women there. Apparently her friend wasn’t the only one with a thing for older men.

There was a small dance floor to her left, but it was mostly set up with various lounge areas. A contemporary feel flowed throughout with black leather sofas, red-and-white throw pillows, and chrome décor. The bar sat in the center of the room, and Krista was thrilled when Jamie led her in that direction.

A female bartender, who was surprisingly dressed conservative in a white button down blouse, greeted them. “What can I get you?”

“Two sex on the beaches,” Jamie said.

“Suck up.” Krista leaned her back against the bar and glanced around. She didn’t see a man anywhere without a young, beautiful woman at his side. Next to the attached women, she felt like she was wearing a paper sack. Not a man looked in her direction. “I bet all the good ones are taken.”

Jamie twirled a lock of her blonde hair as she checked out the men. “Why do you say that?”

“With the amount of women in here, any man without one at this point must be a loser.”

“Or he’s just waiting on the right woman.” Jamie winked.

The bartender returned with their drinks. Jamie told her to leave the tab open.

“Now what?” Krista asked as she picked up her beverage.

“Let’s find somewhere to sit, drink a little to lighten our mood, and go from there. This doesn’t need to be planned out.”

“This is so stupid.” Krista took a sip of her drink. “It feels like we’re waiting for some man to find us attractive and want to talk to us. It’s just weird.”

Her friend sighed. “Live a little. Jeez. How well has it been working out with the men your own age?”

Jamie had a point. “But still,” Krista protested halfheartedly.

“If you want to leave, I’ll give you my keys. I’m not going to force you to stay.”

“I might.” A deep masculine voice sounded from behind them.

A shiver swept down Krista’s spine. Her heart rate sped up and it felt like slow motion as she spun around to see who had spoken to her. Oh. My. God! She laid eyes on one of the most gorgeous men she’d ever seen. He put George Clooney to shame.

“Would you gorgeous ladies care to join me?” He motioned toward an empty couch.

“We’d love to.” Jamie smiled.

Krista attempted to speak, but no words were forming as she followed them over. She expected Jamie to sit next to the sexy man and keep him for herself, but instead, her friend left a gap for Krista to sit in the middle.

“I’m Neil.” He took a sip from his drink. The light gold liquid flowed to his lips and Krista found herself jealous of the glass.

“I’m Jamie, and this is my friend Krista Michaels.”

Why the heck did Jamie just given him my last name?

Neil rested his glass on the armrest. He was at ease and in his comfort zone as he straightened his light blue tie. “It’s nice to meet you both. First time here?”

“Yes. Though it’s a relatively new place. Have you been here much?” Jamie asked.

“A few times. I’m friends with the owner.” His gaze stayed on Krista.

She stared back, mesmerized by him. He had dark hair with slight streaks of grey at the temple. Not too much, just was the right amount. Perfect. Like him. Now if only she could speak, she might get somewhere.

“What do you do for a living?” He spun the glass around with his fingers.

“We’re both teachers,” Jamie answered.

His eyes widened. “This must be your favorite time of the year. Summer vacation.”

“It is.” Jamie poked Krista in the side.

Krista nodded since for whatever reason, her mouth still wasn’t working.

“Are you always so quiet?” Neil smirked. A tiny dimple formed on his chin. She loved a man with dimples.

“Usually she won’t shut up.” Jamie giggled. “What’s up, Krista?”

“I love your name by the way.” His blue eyes locked on her.

“Thank you.” She finally managed a word.

He took a long drink then set the cup down on the table. He sat back, pulling one leg up and resting his ankle on the opposite knee. “I’m going to be frank. When I see something I like, I go after it. And I like what I see, Krista. Are you single?”

His bluntness caused a wave of pleasure to ripple though her. “I am.”

“I’m attracted to you very much, but I don’t want to waste my time if you don’t feel the same.” He paused, staring at her with a longing in his eyes. Finally, he moistened his lips. “That isn’t entirely true. If you weren’t interested in me, I’d try harder. I don’t like not getting what I want, and I want you.”

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Wednesday, August 20, 2014

Falling for him was easy. CAN'T LET YOU GO by @SiddaLeeWrites #SOR_Tours #giveaway



CAN'T LET YOU GO
The Night Series, Book 4
by Sidda Lee Tate

Erotic Contemporary Romance

Falling for him was easy, but can she let him go?

After a year of travel, fun-loving pool shark Lynette Brooks has settled in Pineville to be near her cousin. She doesn't plan to be there long, and she doesn't expect fate to step in, sweeping her off her feet. But when she meets the serious cop, Ty Sellers, she sees a challenge and is determined to get to know him.

Ty is a no-nonsense, by-the-book lawman who keeps to himself. Living in a fog of misery is exactly what he deserves, and getting emotionally attached to someone is not an option…until he meets Lynette. She's spontaneous, reckless, and a gorgeous haphazard of a woman who threatens to break through his guarded walls and unsettles emotions he buried long ago.

The chemistry between them is undeniable, but the guilt Ty lives with every day causes him to push Lynette away. All she wants is him, but how much of his wavering can she take before letting go for good?

Content Warning: strong language and graphic sex



Lynette slipped her shoes off, rolled her jeans to her knees, and dipped her feet in the cool lake. A massive weeping willow loomed overhead, by the light of the night the cascading leaves looked like a flowing waterfall.

She stared at the tree for a moment then flashed Ty a smile. "Thanks for bringing me here."

He put the cooler down next to an iron framed chair with beige cushions and sat on the edge. "I called in a favor. No big deal."

"Sharon and Kyle are pretty great. I've been to their house, seen the tropical paradise backyard, but this… I had no idea it was so beautiful. No wonder Kayla asked to have her wedding here." She raised an eyebrow, gave him a teasing grin. "Have you decided yet if you're going?"

"Depends."

"Well, if you do go, be warned, there will be dancing." Lynette plucked her feet from the water and stood. She grabbed her phone from her front pocket and searched through her music. She'd never danced lakeside under moonlight, and didn't want to pass up the chance, or the opportunity to be in his arms again. "You might want to practice. After all, there's no better way to woo the ladies. What will your date think if you're not fully prepared to swing her around the dance floor as if you own it?"

"Are you saying I'm a bad dancer, Miss Brooks?"

"Nope. I'm seizing the moment." She hit play on her phone, and a slow melody filled the silence of the night air. "Dance with me."

"Here?" he asked, glancing around at their surroundings.

"Of course! Why not?" Lynette grabbed his hand and pulled him to his feet. The hint of a smile tugged at the corner of his mouth. The gesture caused all kinds of crazy little birds to take flight in her chest. "What else are we gonna do? Sit here and drink beer until we both pass out?" She laughed once then stood firm, feigning a serious face. "Wait, you didn't bring me out here to the most romantic spot I've seen in forever for nothing, did you?"

"I thought you'd like it." A huge smile plastered his face.

Ty took her other hand, maneuvered her in a half twist so her back was to his chest, then spun her out to the extent of his arm and back in where they faced each other. His right hand landed on the small of her back and pulled her close. He chuckled and did some kind of waltz type step to the music. Placing his palm on her chest, he pushed until her back arched in a way she never knew it could. Slowly, Ty ran his hand down the length of her torso, leaving a trail of unbridled heat that sent every ounce of blood in her body gushing straight to her core. By the time he jerked her back up her entire body had become a trembling heap. When their eyes met, she nearly came apart and fell through the cracks of the wood decking.What the hell?

Lynette wrapped her arms around his neck to keep from sliding through his hold, and tried her damnedest to control her lungs. She swallowed hard to tamp down the shaking in her throat. It didn't work, and her words came out sounding weak, quavering. "Someone's showing off."

"Someone asked for it," he said, low and resolute.

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