I can only love one... that is you ~ PHANTOM DESIRE by @HoustonHavens #PNR #eroticromance

PHANTOM DESIRE

Psychic Ménage Series: Book 2

by Houston Havens

It’s awesome to be here with you on your blog today. Thank you for having me. I hope to entertain and intrigue your viewers with my latest book in the Psychic Ménage Series.

A multi-genre story: Erotic Romance, Ménage (MFMM), Paranormal, Fantasy, Futuristic, Suspense, Dystopian, Post-Apocalyptic, Sci-Fi, Light BDSM, and Psychics.

Release Date: Sept 1, 2014

ISBN: 978-1500952563

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Published with: H.A.W.K. PUBLISHING

Tag Line: 

I can have sex with any woman I want.

But I can love only one…that one is you.

Blurb:

Mind traveler Chandra Lamar is on the run, not only from her post-catastrophic dystopian government but from a past she can’t remember. A psychic vision pushes her to recall her purpose for being, but it’s a ghost that awakens her desires for a life she fears she’ll never have. Both push her to remember the past because it threatens what she wants in the now; the Nodin men.

Andonis Nodin battles to accept his failures. The heavy burden nearly breaks him when he can’t save a loved one from the grim reaper’s grip and questions his desire for Chandra, the woman he blames for the death around him.

Nikias finds true love with Chandra in his arms, but is desperate to stop her from seeking revenge on a mission he knows is a one way trip.

Ortello knows for them to recapture the love they once felt for each other, he must be willing to let her go. But overcoming his obsession to make Chandra his and his alone isn’t easy.

Will Chandra go through with the vengeance in her heart or give it up for love? Who is the powerful woman in her haunting visions and will those revealing apparitions crumble her world with the Nodin clan? Does Chandra find true love in the arms of the Nodin men or does her Phantom Desire forever own her heart?

She’d developed a liking for spanking when she was sixteen. By chance she’d gotten in trouble at the Mind Traveling School for making a travel without permission of the location and was taken to task by the faculty head. He happened to be a very distinguished looking man but sexually deprived like most Dirt Dwellers.

The moment she entered his office he demanded she bend over and slowly remove her underwear. He positioned himself so he could see her exposed pussy. In that moment of brief eye contact between them she felt the power she had over him. She wasn’t the victim, he was, and that changed the experience for her.

To this day she could remember how he squirmed when she separated her legs, bent over, and shifted her weight from side to side making his hungry stare sway with her ass movement. When he demanded she lay across his lap, she purposely raised her skirt so his hand would meet her flesh. She did it to weaken and torture him further. At first her purpose was to get back at him for punishing her for something so simple. On subsequent times, she did it to get rid of her own sexual frustrations. The day he came looking for her with some made-up charge against her was the day she knew he was at her command. By confession, she decided how many times he’d swat her rump and if she’d let him get an erection or not before she promised to be good.

Because everything was monitored, the faculty head never dared stroke her pussy, but he sure did a lot of touching, bumping and resting of his hand over that area while scolding her.

She ended up getting into trouble a lot, and it was the reason she wasn’t promoted like Fay had been. Unknown to her at the time, to cover his ass the bastard had filed bogus reports of her disobedience so those watching couldn’t charge him with unlawful sexual stimulus.

“Go on. Ask me.” Andonis’ voice drew her back from her memories.

She just didn’t have to guts to say it. They’d think she was mentally sick. After all Andonis already used a soft whip on her breasts and nipples, if she requested more punishing behavior Nikias was sure to think she was a freak. Andonis, well, he was like the faculty head, he was getting off on it just as she was. Her gut told her he was very much like Ortello. Andonis instinctively knew she liked the wild passion of tempestuous sex. Even now, the devilish twinkle of comprehension in his eyes told her he knew she was looking for a strong outlet like a spanking to get her off at the highest level.

Without pushing her to voice it, Andonis handed his brother a knife. “Cut her loose. Cut only the green and blue ropes. Leave the red bindings on her.”

Nikias released her restraints and removed the spreader bar before bringing her over to where Andonis sat in a high-back chair, stroking his cock.

“Put her on her hands and knees, three feet in front of me.”

Nikias placed his hand on her shoulder. She followed his silent commands until she was stationed on all fours with Nikias standing behind her. Her limbs shook with anticipation.

“Does this position excite you?”

Houston Havens retired from a successful modeling career and an adventurous jet-set lifestyle to set the world on fire with her erotic romance books. A tenacious Irish lass, she strives to entertain with seductive stories created from her decadent imagination and traces of a provocative lifestyle she may or may not admit to.

Her interest in the paranormal, fascination with quantum science, passion with myths, and the lure of her mysterious Celtic Irish-Druid bloodlines are combined with generally unknown truths, strange facts, and questionable fiction. Her novels reflect a mix of the past, present, and future, with sexy blends of futuristic science fiction, paranormal fantasy, western romance, and always love everlasting. An author of six romances, a seven book erotic romance series and numerous articles in literary magazines.

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She didn't know it was a #BDSM party ~ STAY WITH ME by @LaynaPimentel #giveaway #eroticromance

Stay With Me

by Layna Pimentel

Contemporary Erotic Romance

Master Alex is furious when a friend’s submissive invites a naive stranger to his party. With his reputation on the line, he must keep her out of trouble and away from curious Doms. Observing signs of interest from her, he leads her down the path of wicked temptations. However, when his ex-sub pushes her way back into his life, he tries to find a balance between his discreet life and his public one.

Mercedes is fearful of the world she’s stepped into, but the curiosity of what pleasures lie beyond keep her interested in far more than the play. All is going well until a jealous woman convinces her she’s out of her league. Desperate to regain control over her life and heart, she pushes Alex away.

Will these two manage to find their way to each other, or is their relationship doomed from the moment they meet?

Mercedes popped an eye open to see the candle nearly burnt out. I don’t remember lighting this last night. Oh! The weight of a large arm wrapped around her, and the sheet hung off the edge of the bed. Alex! He spent the night.

He groaned into her ear as she adjusted her position. As she did so, there was a knock at her door. Mercedes gently lifted his arm and rolled out bed, grabbing her silk robe from behind the bedroom door and glancing at the time on the digital box, which read eight-o’clock.

Who the hell could be visiting so early? She’d paid the landlord three months in advance, and she hadn’t really met anyone to expect house calls.

From behind the door she called out “Who is it?”

“It’s me, dummy. Poppy and Brian.”

Shit. What now? “Poppy, it’s not really a good time. I was sleeping.”

“Just open the damned door. We won’t take up too much of your time. We just want to make sure you’re okay.”

Mercedes sighed. Reluctantly, she did as she was asked, and they made their way inside. “I’m sorry I don’t have any coffee, guys. I haven’t even been here long enough to go grocery shopping.”

“That’s all right, sugar. We only stopped in to see how you were holding up after last night,” Brian spoke up.

“I’m fine. Really. Though it was a shocker that Poppy would even think to invite me. But, as you can see, I made it home safe and sound, eventually.”

Never mind the fact that she had walked into a sick joke by Alex’s ex-sub—or whatever the heck she was called—Mercedes wouldn’t forget last night any time soon. The moment she had a chance to take up the issue with Poppy, she would. But not until they were alone.

As she sat across from her company in the armchair, Mercedes clenched her butt cheeks and relaxed them. She couldn’t get comfortable with the damned plug in her ass, and squirming or pouting wasn’t going to make it go away any time soon. Shoot! I forgot that was still there. “Is there any reason why this conversation couldn’t have waited ’til a more decent hour? Christ! It’s Saturday, and I had a long night, if you hadn’t noticed.”

Brian smirked and peered around her to look on the dining room table where Alex had left his jacket. “You never told us you had company.”

“Well, that’s because you never asked. Last I checked, I didn’t realize I had to inform you.”

He snorted, patting Poppy on the knee. “You’re a cheeky one. I can see why you and Poppy get along so well. We’ll be on our way.”

“So soon? I thought we might all go out for breakfast,” Alex announced from the bedroom door, wrapped in nothing but the bed sheet.

Mercedes flushed like a child caught with her hand in the proverbial cookie jar. Great. Now, everyone knows the kind of things we’ve been doing together.

“Christ, Mercedes. There’s no need to be shy. We’re all adults here. Now, come in here and get dressed so we can go out for some food. After that, I’ll take you to the grocery store.” Alex nodded to his friend. “Brian, how about you and Poppy meet us at Alessandro’s family diner?”

Mercedes was so embarrassed by the chance meeting between her friends and lover that she couldn’t meet his eye. I can’t believe he just did that. He might as well have stood there naked. Mmm…now there’s a thought.

Alex prancing around her apartment in the nude made for perfect entertainment. Who needed art to hang on the walls, when one swift look at his impeccably well-kept form was pleasurable enough? Just how did I get so lucky? If someone would have told her a week ago, that she’d move back to her hometown and find herself in the arms of a handsome, built, and uber sexy gentleman, she would have called them a liar.

She wasn’t exactly the perfect zero, or whatever the preferred size of women was these days. She was a healthy size twelve, with large boobs and a generously curvy butt.

For years, she had struggled with weight loss and trying to keep up with the social norm. But no matter what fitness center she joined, or fad diet she tried, her svelte body always came back. She’d practically given up thinking that anyone would accept her body for what it was. That is, until now.

Ugh. Must think positive thoughts. Alex…naked…

She imagined reaching forward and yanking the sheet from his body. Damn. Today is shaping up to be a good one.

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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?

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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.”

“What?”

“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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Vampire Masquerade 
by Olivia Starke

It may be too late for Natasha to escape two she-vamps with one big secret…

You are cordially invited to the event of the year
The Vampire Masquerade Ball
Sincerely, Aleese and Eaven

When Natasha Edwards receives a personal invitation to the exclusive Vampire Masquerade, it's exactly the break she's been waiting for. It's her chance to impress national news syndicates, not to mention an opportunity to do some snooping into the disappearances of several women who were last seen within the Underground sect. But the two she-vamps have other plans for her.

Aleese's infatuation with the sexy news reporter cannot be denied, and Eaven has never been one to ignore her wife's desires. The blonde beauty is perfect for their plans, and once she's inside their home, the trap is set. Natasha is easy prey. She's responsive to their touch, and sweet as honey to taste. They want nothing more than to indulge their fantasies in every way imaginable.

Natasha finds exquisite pleasure of a kind she's never experienced with the two dangerous vampires. But when she stumbles upon the truth behind the missing women, will it be too much for one small-town reporter to handle?

Content Warning: contains explicit language, graphic sex, F/F/F+ ménage, BDSM, oral sex, spanking, toy play, and voyeurism.

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The two women flanking Nat left her feeling fluttery with the odd combination of awareness and anxiety. The she-vamps could easily eat her whole without a trace left for the police to find, making her their fourth missing woman. And despite that niggling of fear in the back of her mind, she couldn't keep her gaze off Eaven's cleavage. Perfect globes meant to spill from one's hands and, when free of constraint, sway with every movement. A body like hers was made for seduction and sexual pleasure. Ripe and lush, to be savored and enjoyed—a hedonist's playground for delights of the flesh.

Nat swallowed and turned her attention to the other. Aleese aroused her in a different way. Graceful hand gestures accented her speech, each movement as fluid as a ballet dancer's. Agile, lithe, and confident in every breath, a study of symmetry and beauty against her partner's blatant sexual appeal. And her lips…God, her lips were incredible. Pouty and red, perfect to kiss, perfect to whisper sweet nothings in someone's ear. Nat's heart rate kicked up, and the room started a slow spin, like a carousal ride. She stumbled back from her hosts, needing space.

"I'm sorry, but I need some fresh air," she explained when they shot her questioning looks.

"Of course." Aleese took her hand and guided her toward a pair of open French doors. Outside on a small patio, a cool breeze stirred. "We can be a bit much in one great big swallow."

"I'll be okay. I've had a heavy work schedule."

Which was the truth; the last few weeks had been a madhouse at the station due to elections in the fall. A good explanation for the way her thoughts dashed this way and that. Sleep had also been hit-and-miss since she'd received the invite to the ball. The poise and professionalism she'd planned on bringing with her had evaporated the moment she'd stepped into the ballroom. Now she felt like a floundering fish out of water.

Aleese clutched her hand with both of hers, their warmth sending tingles over Nat's skin. Another thing she hadn't counted on…the attraction she had for the two vampires.

"We're delighted you could join us. The ball can be so stodgy when it's the same people year after year." Her eyelashes fluttered. "Having new blood is a real treat."

Nat found herself transfixed with the way Aleese's mouth moved. It took a moment for her to piece the sentence together.

"I appreciate the invite, though I'm curious as to why you'd want me here."

Aleese peered up, her gaze almost doting. "Eaven and I respect you as a female reporter. It's such a man's world, and you're making a name for yourself, so why wouldn't we want to meet you?" She clutched Nat's hand tighter, leaning into her arm. "So were you one of those little girls who dreamed of attending a vampire ball?"

Every young girl dreamed of doing such a thing. "Of course."

Nat felt uneasy. Perhaps it was because she stood outside, beneath a full moon, with the most beautiful vampire she'd ever met. The silvery moonlight gave the she-vamp's skin an ethereal glow. She wanted to reach out and touch Aleese's cheek to see if it were as rose petal soft as it looked.

Interview questions… Nat tried to recall the list she'd written and studied days before, but every single one failed her. Aleese tilted her head, her lips so very close…

Nat cleared her throat. "I understand you've had three women go missing from your sect." Not what she wanted to open with, but the only question making itself available in her scrambled brain.

Something glimmered across Aleese's face. An emotion Nat couldn't pin down before her coy smile returned. "I wouldn't say they've disappeared, we know exactly where they've gone."

"Where?"

Aleese licked her lips, her pink tongue an invitation for Nat's mind to play out vivid fantasies. Her fingers brushed up Nat's forearm, and Nat suddenly couldn't catch her breath.

"There you are," Eaven cut in, joining them on the patio. "Feeling better?"

"Yes, yes I am, thank you." Nat tried to move away from Aleese, but found herself trapped against the patio's rail.

Eaven moved close, so close their breasts touched. Nat met the she-vamp's gaze. Her eyes reflected the silvery night light, leaving them even more pale and unearthly. Nearly void of color. With no place to run, Nat could only hold her ground and hope her legs didn't fail her. Heat built within her core like an inferno as a sweet ache settled between her thighs.

Eaven looked to her wife. "They are playing our waltz, my love." She moved her attention to Nat's mouth. "Would you mind if I took the first dance with our new kitten?"

"Only if I can have the second," Aleese purred in return.

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Olivia Starke calls the Ozarks home. One of the most beautiful areas in the country, she loves hiking trails with her dogs, kayaking on the numerous waterways, and enjoying southern Missouri's fresh air and sunshine.

She's also 'Mom' to four dogs, a growing number of kitties that show up at her door, and four VERY spoiled horses that do little to earn their keep. Not that she'd ever hold that against them.

She's a HUGE fangirl of Doctor Who and to a lesser extent Supernatural, and has a pretty interesting love triangle (or square?) going on in her head between the Doctor and the Winchesters.

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BOOK DETAILS

ISBN: 978-1-63105-024-4

Genre: Erotic Romance/Contemporary/BDSM (light)

Word Count: 22888

Formats: PDF, LIT, EPUB, MOBI, HTML

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Master Alex is furious when a friend’s submissive invites a naive stranger to his party. With his reputation on the line, he must keep her out of trouble and away from curious Doms. Observing signs of interest from her, he leads her down the path of wicked temptations. However, when his ex-sub pushes her way back into his life, he tries to find a balance between his discreet life and his public one.

Mercedes is fearful of the world she’s stepped into, but the curiosity of what pleasures lie beyond keep her interested in far more than the play. All is going well until a jealous woman convinces her she’s out of her league. Desperate to regain control over her life and heart, she pushes Alex away.

Will these two manage to find their way to each other, or is their relationship doomed from the moment they meet?

EXCERPT

Mercedes popped an eye open to see the candle nearly burnt out. I don’t remember lighting this last night. Oh! The weight of a large arm wrapped around her, and the sheet hung off the edge of the bed. Alex! He spent the night.

He groaned into her ear as she adjusted her position. As she did so, there was a knock at her door. Mercedes gently lifted his arm and rolled out bed, grabbing her silk robe from behind the bedroom door and glancing at the time on the digital box, which read eight-o’clock.

Who the hell could be visiting so early? She’d paid the landlord three months in advance, and she hadn’t really met anyone to expect house calls.

From behind the door she called out “Who is it?”

“It’s me, dummy. Poppy and Brian.”

Shit. What now? “Poppy, it’s not really a good time. I was sleeping.”

“Just open the damned door. We won’t take up too much of your time. We just want to make sure you’re okay.”

Mercedes sighed. Reluctantly, she did as she was asked, and they made their way inside. “I’m sorry I don’t have any coffee, guys. I haven’t even been here long enough to go grocery shopping.”

“That’s all right, sugar. We only stopped in to see how you were holding up after last night,” Brian spoke up.

“I’m fine. Really. Though it was a shocker that Poppy would even think to invite me. But, as you can see, I made it home safe and sound, eventually.”

Never mind the fact that she had walked into a sick joke by Alex’s ex-sub—or whatever the heck she was called—Mercedes wouldn’t forget last night any time soon. The moment she had a chance to take up the issue with Poppy, she would. But not until they were alone.

As she sat across from her company in the armchair, Mercedes clenched her butt cheeks and relaxed them. She couldn’t get comfortable with the damned plug in her ass, and squirming or pouting wasn’t going to make it go away any time soon. Shoot! I forgot that was still there. “Is there any reason why this conversation couldn’t have waited ’til a more decent hour? Christ! It’s Saturday, and I had a long night, if you hadn’t noticed.”

Brian smirked and peered around her to look on the dining room table where Alex had left his jacket. “You never told us you had company.”

“Well, that’s because you never asked. Last I checked, I didn’t realize I had to inform you.”

He snorted, patting Poppy on the knee. “You’re a cheeky one. I can see why you and Poppy get along so well. We’ll be on our way.”

“So soon? I thought we might all go out for breakfast,” Alex announced from the bedroom door, wrapped in nothing but the bed sheet.

Mercedes flushed like a child caught with her hand in the proverbial cookie jar. Great. Now, everyone knows the kind of things we’ve been doing together.

“Christ, Mercedes. There’s no need to be shy. We’re all adults here. Now, come in here and get dressed so we can go out for some food. After that, I’ll take you to the grocery store.” Alex nodded to his friend. “Brian, how about you and Poppy meet us at Alessandro’s family diner?”

Mercedes was so embarrassed by the chance meeting between her friends and lover that she couldn’t meet his eye. I can’t believe he just did that. He might as well have stood there naked. Mmm…now there’s a thought.

Alex prancing around her apartment in the nude made for perfect entertainment. Who needed art to hang on the walls, when one swift look at his impeccably well-kept form was pleasurable enough? Just how did I get so lucky? If someone would have told her a week ago, that she’d move back to her hometown and find herself in the arms of a handsome, built, and uber sexy gentleman, she would have called them a liar.

She wasn’t exactly the perfect zero, or whatever the preferred size of women was these days. She was a healthy size twelve, with large boobs and a generously curvy butt.

For years, she had struggled with weight loss and trying to keep up with the social norm. But no matter what fitness center she joined, or fad diet she tried, her svelte body always came back. She’d practically given up thinking that anyone would accept her body for what it was. That is, until now.

Ugh. Must think positive thoughts. Alex…naked…

She imagined reaching forward and yanking the sheet from his body. Damn. Today is shaping up to be a good one.

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BIOGRAPHY

Born and raised in Toronto, Ontario, Layna discovered her love of reading at an early age. When she isn’t devouring salacious romance novels or writing, she enjoys losing herself in researching ancient history and mythology, weaponry, and hiking. She lives in Northern Ontario, with her husband and two daughters.

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A sexy cover for a sexy story - STAY WITH ME by @LaynaPimentel #BDSM

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Master Alex is furious when a friend’s submissive invites a naive stranger to his party. With his reputation on the line, he must keep her out of trouble and away from curious Doms. Observing signs of interest from her, he leads her down the path of wicked temptations. However, when his ex-sub pushes her way back into his life, he tries to find a balance between his discreet life and his public one. 

Mercedes is fearful of the world she’s stepped into, but the curiosity of what pleasures lie beyond keep her interested in far more than the play. All is going well until a jealous woman convinces her she’s out of her league. Desperate to regain control over her life and heart, she pushes Alex away. Will these two manage to find their way to each other, or is their relationship doomed from the moment they meet?

BIOGRAPHY

Born and raised in Toronto, Ontario, Layna discovered her love of reading at an early age. When she isn’t devouring salacious romance novels or writing, she enjoys losing herself in researching ancient history and mythology, weaponry, and hiking. She lives in Northern Ontario, with her husband and two daughters. 

Layna is a member of the Romance Writers of America, creator of the Romance Author at Large blog, and is a monthly contributor at 69 Shades of Smut. For updates on her upcoming releases, or to leave her a comment, you can find at:

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All he wants for Christmas is to be... HER NAUGHTY BOY by Dakota Trace #giveaway #BDSM @dakota75

Best friends since early childhood, Lily and Kyle do everything together but have sex…

From the school room to their morning radio show at KKRC, Kyle Austin has always had Lily's back, which is why her refusal to see him as anything other than a friend irks him. After overhearing a conversation revealing her true dominant nature, he sees an opportunity to have what he’s always wanted: Lily. With Christmas around the corner, he's not above shedding his nice guy image to show her how just naughty he can be.

Desperate to exorcise her lust before their annual New Year get together, Lily heads to her club…

Lily Banner thinks she holds a dark secret from Kyle, which is why his presence at the Velvet Fist is such a surprise. She’s wanted him forever, but to have him meant corrupting her best friend in ways he’d never imagined or so she thought. Because late at night, when the need gets to her, she dons her leather and becomes Mistress Banner – a domme who will demand more than just sex from him. But now that he’s in her world…will she get what she never thought she could have for Christmas?

Excerpt: 

Watching the male strapped to the wooden contraption beg for leniency from the woman he wanted had Kyle clenching his fists. Lily seemed to be in her zone. It was a side he’d never fully seen. Sure parts of it seeped through at work as she played the smart-assed Rocking Lilith, but it was never like it was here. The total command, domination in her tone was unforgiving as she tormented the sub with her words. From where he stood next to Maureen, her voice was muffled. He wasn’t sure what she was exactly saying, but when she held up something shiny, the submissive moaned loudly. He glanced to Maureen for confirmation.

“A cock ring, Kyle.” She winked at him. “You know what one of those is, don’t you?” She leaned against the support beam next to the one-way mirror.

He gritted his teeth. A cock ring? She was going to put such a torture device on the poor man? The idea seemed cruel, but at the same time it intrigued him. He knew in theory what the ring was supposed to do. He just couldn’t imagine willingly letting a woman place one around his cock. Or to control his pleasure in such a base way, because there was no coming with a cock ring on – none.

“Well you better get used to the idea of seeing them.” She darted a glance at him as Lily moved to the far side of the cross, her hands obviously loosening and unzipping the submissive’s leather pants, if the sudden loose fit of them against his ass was any indication. “And wearing one of them, Mistress Banner controls every iota of her sub’s pleasure and pain.”

“Damn.” He exhaled sharply, his eyes focused on the unfolding scene in front of him. The restrained man arched towards Lily, and even through the glass he could hear the long moan that escaped the submissive as she slid the ring into place. The bite in her tone was clear even on the other side of the glass. She was reprimanding the sub, possibly telling him how she’d warm his ass if he tried such a stunt again. She would touch him at her leisure, not his.

Kyle’s nuts pulled up in warning. He gripped the ledge in front of the mirror. He needed to get control of himself, before he did something incredibly stupid – like barge into the room and demand she touch him - punish him if that was what she needed. “Son of a bitch…”

“A bit more than you expected when you came to me, right?” Maureen seemed resigned. “This is the reality of her world. If a submissive can’t control his need to come, then she’ll do it for him. Hence the cock ring.”

“Demanding little thing…” He shook his head. But then he’d always know Lily had an evil streak a mile wide. She loved to tease, to push the boundaries even as a child. It shouldn’t be a surprise she still did as an adult.

“Of course, she is. But don’t let what you see on the surface fool you. There’s more than deviousness in her. She can be generous if she feels it is warranted. If a submissive gives everything he has, but needs to feel the lash across his back to center himself once more, she’ll wear her arm out until he’s achieved sub-space.”

His utter shock must’ve shown because she gave him a soft smile. “There are many facets to a dominant, Kyle. They can be stern, harsh, even sadistic, but at the same time want to reward the submissive in their care. And in Mistress Banner’s case, whether it’s for her submissive’s benefit or her own, she enjoys toying with them, using their bodies – pushing their boundaries in ways they’d never imagined.” She pushed away from the wall. “That’s why I am so leery to help you. Can you honestly tell me you’re submissive enough to handle what she can dish out?” She nodded toward the mirror, drawing his attention back to Lily and her submissive. He jumped when the flash of the whip caught his eye as she brought it down on the man’s back. A pleasure-filled moan shook him to the core.

“Holy shit…she’s actually whipping him.” He swayed on the balls of his feet as all the blood in his head vacated – rushing south to fill his cock until he was hard and desperate for release. Who’d have thought seeing such a thing would give a result like this? What the hell was wrong with him?

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Dakota is a simple Midwest girl, who found her passion in storytelling at a young age. She wrote her first novel her freshman year on an old electric IBM typewriter. Now writing in several different genres from erotic romance and BDSM to m/m and paranormal, she is a published author with multiple books under her belt. When she isn’t writing, she’s a devoted band mom and a loving wife.

You can find Dakota on the web at www.dakotatrace.net.

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A woman with a hunger for risk - DANGEROUS, a new BDSM serial from Ella Ardent #erotica

When a woman with a hunger for risk challenges a man who needs to possess, nothing can quench the passion that sparks between them—except a secret from the past, one that will seal their fates together forever or destroy them both.

Dangerous is a darker erotic romance, which will be serialized in nine weekly installments. The installments will subsequently be gathered into a book that will be available in both a trade paperback and a digital edition in December.

Part I: D
In which Reid makes an acquisition…
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November 21, 2013

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The complete volume, in trade paperback and digital
December 23, 2013

ABOUT ELLA

I am a happily married writer with an active imagination. I write linked stories with continuing characters, each character having his or her own journey. If you like television shows with ongoing stories – like ROME or DOWNTON ABBEY – you’ll know exactly what I mean. These are ensemble pieces and each character typically makes at least an appearance in each episode. Each episode focuses on one or two characters who have reached decision points in their journeys. There may be cliffhangers or questions left unanswered until later episodes. I like these kinds of stories, so I write them.

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Play At Work? HOT fun in this series by Kate Richards #erotica #BDSM #spanking

Spanking Ms. Whitman 

by Kate Richards

Mona Whitman is in for it. Her boss has promised severe punishment the very next time she arrives late for work and the hour she spent fantasizing about him has put her job in jeopardy. If only she could come up with an alternative to firing…a punishment they might both enjoy…

Randolph Marks, business tycoon by day, dungeon Dom by night, is in a quandary. His favorite employee is late for work again and he must go through with his threat of retribution. But how to go about it without crossing a line and violating good business practices? He couldn’t possibly get away with spanking Miss Whitman.

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5.0 out of 5 stars I'd like to work there! - Kate Richards is a new author for me in the "blushing" romance genre, but I enjoyed this tale of Mona and Randolph. Read more... 

5.0 out of 5 stars Great little sexy read - I really enjoyed this book. It's a nice and naughty tale about a dom and a would be sub who work together and daydream about spanking and being spanked. Read more... 

5.0 out of 5 stars Holy Jesus this is HOT!!!!!!! - If spanking is your thing then this is the book for you. Every word puts you right at the heart of what the characters are thinking and feeling making it almost impossible to put down. Read more... 

Dungeon Time

by Kate Richards 

Anna Palladino dreams of independence from her over-protective but loving family. Her fantasies, gained from erotic novels, show her possibilities she doesn’t believe extend to real life. Her limited experience in the bedroom has confirmed her low expectations.

Edward Masters is ready to give up his own fantasy life if that’s what it takes to have the home and family of his dreams. He has set his sights on a sweet, innocent woman who works for his friend and client Randolph Marks. Marks has found the perfect combination of vixen and warm companion in his Mona, but is it too much to hope that Edward and Anna will be the next office romance at Marks and Company? Is the cute, curly haired receptionist ready to take on the desires of a Dom, or has Edward seen his last night of play in the dungeon?

Excerpt:

Edward closed the door with a soft click and approached, Nikes squeaking on the wide oak boards. “I like my comforts.” He stood just behind her, his breath soft on her cheek. “Did you want to take a swim in the pool? The water is warm.”

She shivered, something about the way he said “warm,” implying so much more. “I don’t have a suit with me.”

“Perhaps another time.” He rested his hands on the sill, on either side of her, smooth muscled forearms with a light sprinkling of dark hairs drawing her complete attention, but then he pushed away and left her there, alone with the moonlight glinting off the dark ocean and the swimming pool. “I’ll call for pizza. Pepperoni okay?”

“Yes, fine.” What if he had suggested she swim without a suit? Would she have done it? Not usually, but on the day of her independence, with so many other extraordinary things happening, maybe.

While he ordered their dinner, she focused on the pool, imagining him in there, stroking back and forth with the moon shining on his skin, lighting his hair. Muscles low in her belly tightened and her panties dampened.

“Wine?” He reappeared at her side and handed her a heavy goblet. “I hope you like cabernet.”

Her cheeks heated “I’m surprised you trust me with it, after my behavior earlier.”

Edward rested a hand on her waist and turned her away from the window. “Oh, yes. Not a good policy, getting tipsy during the work day.” He took her arm and led her to one of the deep sofas, against the side wall. “You were a bad girl.”

Reckless with freedom, she giggled. “Yes, I was. Someone should take me in hand before I run completely amok.”

“I think I’d like to see what you’re like, running amok.” Drawing her down at his side in the deep cushions, Edward took the glass from her hand and set it on a side table.

“Wait, I didn’t have any yet.”

“Before you do, I want to taste you. Then you may have your wine back.”

She tipped her head back and licked her lips. Taste me? Edward smoothed her hair from her face and cupped her chin. He held her gaze, his eyes alight with a gleam that sent a thrill of fright and arousal right to her core. I am so out of my depth with this man. Coherence fled when his lips descended on hers. No softness, no giving, only taking. His tongue parted her lips and plundered her mouth, circling, dancing, and retreating, stroking against her own; rough velvet that left no part of her sane. 

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4 out of 5 Stars from Cara Bristol - I’ve always loved the concept of the naïve, innocent heroine meeting the older, more experienced man. Or to state it in an opposite manner, when the older, experienced man is undone by a woman of lesser experience. In this case, experienced bdsm Dom Edward Masters (who once took on twin submissives) has a hard-on for his boss's administrative assistant who’s as innocent as vanilla ice cream at a children’s birthday party. He’s willing to give up the lifestyle for her – if he can remember how to have vanilla sex. But Anna is more adventurous than she appears. Dungeon Time is a sequel to Spanking Ms. Whitman, one of my fave spanking books. Dungeon Time is a fun read with a great set-up and interesting characters. I enjoyed the process (missteps) of Anna and Edward connecting as a couple.

Author Bio

Kate Richards divides her time between Los Angeles and the High Sierras. She would gladly spend all her days in the mountains, but she’d miss the beach…and her very supportive husband’s commute would be three hundred miles. Wherever she is, she loves to explore all different kinds of relationships in her stories. She doesn’t believe one-size-fits-all, and whether her characters live BDSM, ménage, GLBT or any other kind of lifestyle, it’s the love, the joy I one another, that counts.

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