Wednesday, 29 March 2017

#WipitupWednesday Hot #menage #ageplay coming soon!



Did you love Daddy Takes the Reins? If you haven't read it yet, you might want to check it out - it's FREE on KU - because the sequel is coming soon!

This is Luke and Cody's story. It's full of hot alpha males, with lots of threesome sex and spankings within a mild ageplay dynamic.

And because I couldn't wait any longer to share it with you, here's a snippet (please remember, this is raw, unedited work)

Luke sat down on the futon and watched as Jen’s eyes darted nervously around the small space. Their horse truck was big and modern, but with the three of them in there, the living quarters were cramped.
“What’s going to happen now?” Jen asked, her voice breaking. Was it nerves? Guilt? Fear? For the fraction of a second, he felt sorry for her. Then he remembered why they were here – what she had done.
“Cody’s going to put you across his knee and spank your bare bottom,” he informed her. “And I’m going to watch.”
He heard her sharp intake of breath, saw the colour drain from her face. He watched her stiffen when Cody first took her hand but she visibly relaxed when he stroked her knuckles with his thumb. And she didn’t appear to struggle as Cody tugged her gently down across his lap. She didn’t move when Cody eased her pants down her thighs, sliding both her jodhpurs and knickers down to her knees, and locking her legs in place beneath his.
Cody rested his palm on her bottom, waiting. The whole time, Jen stayed frozen, her eyes wide in shock, her hands trembling. Luke could see her biting her lower lip; any harder and she’d put her teeth through it.
“Give me your hands.” Reaching forward, Luke picked up her fingers, entwining them in his, holding them gently, feeling her trembling hands still as he held them. “Look at me,” he commanded softly.
She looked at him through her lashes, her eyes showing just the hint of fear. He felt the tiniest thrill of satisfaction at her panic. It was nothing less than she deserved – she’d stolen from him, after all.
“You are to hold my gaze while Cody turns your bottom red. I want you to look into my eyes while you are being punished and remember why you are here – that you attempted to steal from me.”




And here's some pictures that inspired me during the writing of this book: (All of these are stolen off Pinterest, they are not my pictures)
Inspiration for Cody
Inspiration for Luke
Don't forget to check out all the other participants in this blog hop!


~ A CHAT WITH DARYL DEVORE ~

To save Darien's life his brother asks, "Can you walk in high heels?"  

Daryl Devore has popped over today to share book 1 of the Two Heart One Love trilogy: What Happens in Bangkok.

What's your genre or do you write in more than one?

I write in erotic anything. If I can stick erotic in front of it, I'll have a go at it. I have 2 erotic contemporary billionaire stories, an erotic twisted fairy tale, an erotic medieval romance, an erotic contemporary fantasy, an erotic contemporary crash romance, and an erotic rock star romance.
Did you choose your genre or did it choose you?

It was chosen for me. I wrote a romance. Someone suggested making it hotter and ta da – erotic romance writer.

Is there any genre you'd like to try?  Or is there one you wouldn't?

I don't think I'd ever want to try Creative Literary Fiction. Definitely not my cup of tea.

What fiction do you read for pleasure?

Mysteries – I have all of Agatha Christies, Sir Arthur Conan Doyle and Dorothy L Sayers' works, plus several other authors.

Tell me a bit about yourself and what inspired you to become a writer?
I live on the Ontario side of the Ontario/Quebec border. When I'm not writing, I'm a yoga class. As to what inspired me - I learned to print and was able then to put my stories on paper.
What is your greatest temptation:

In men: Matt Damon – hands down – no question.
In food: chocolate – no wait- cookies – oooh chocolate cookies
In clothes: jeans – I'm a pretty casual person although I love checking out $900 Prada heels.

Your dream home - mountains or ocean?
Ocean.  My motto – Sun. Sand. Sea water.


Do you have a daily writing routine?  If so, please share.
Let's see. I get up. Head to my laptop. Check emails. Then chaos ensues as life kicks in. So no – no writing routine.

What is your favorite book?
I have no idea. I have book shelves full of my favourite book.  

What is your favorite movie?
The Bird Cage.

Who is your favorite historical figure?
Favourite historical figure???? Hmmm - let's go for Joan of Arc – girl had courage.

What do you have out now?

What Happens in Bangkok

To save Darien's life his brother asks, "Can you walk in high heels?"  
Erika Bailey, owner/manager of a drag queen club in Bangkok, Thailand has happily settled into all aspects of her new life, except for her lack of a love life. When a new diva auditions, Erika is bewildered over her instant attraction to the blond God, Apollo. 

Darien Scott is on vacation after a world tour and mistakenly figures the safest place to be is at The Black Dragon with the head of a Triad. When the club is hit, Darien is the only person to get out alive. Now he's running from the police and a Triad. Mistake number 1.


Disguised as a drag queen, he's hired by Erika, but falls hard for his new boss, then struggles with not coming clean with her. Mistake number 2.


Can he fix his mistakes and find a life filled with love or is he headed straight for mistake number 3?







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Excerpt:

He rolled his neck and shoulders as the heat worked its way into the tension. Again with the pity-party. Hmph, must be the wine talking.
A soft pop in his neck signaled the release of some tension. Wine talking? Could I have misinterpreted what Erika meant about the wine?
A spark of hope surged up from the depth that Darien had shoved it, but was immediately crushed. He slapped his hand on the wall. Stop being so stupid. She's not interested in anything long term. You are so off your game. Tired from the tour, then the stress of the shooting. Have a few laughs, then go home and get back to being Darien Scott.
With his head tilted upward, the rain-like steam trickled over his face and dribbled down his back. But it would've been nice. Her kisses ― what the…
The pressure of two lips against his bare upper arm snapped him from his thoughts. He lowered his face, swiped at the water, then opened his eyes.
No, he hadn't imagined the kiss. Standing next to him was Erika, fully clothed. An unverbalized hope had materialized beside him. She smiled as he turned to face her. A mixture of thoughts and questions shot through his mind. She silenced them all with the soft pressure of her finger on his lips.
Darien stretched out his hand to cup her cheek, but she slipped back out of his reach. She lifted her arms and dragged her fingers through her short hair, released her head and shook it. Droplets splashed against the wall. She moved forward a step so that the water spraying out splashed against her breasts and belly. Her blouse stuck to her like a second skin.
The vision of his peeling her blouse off and exposing her breasts brought his cock to attention. She lowered her gaze, running her tongue over her top lip. Darien swallowed–hard.
She pulled her fingers from behind her neck, trickled the back of them down her cheeks to her chest, then paused. Extending a finger, she toyed with the top button of her blouse.
Darien's focus locked on to even the tiniest movement. The flutter of an eyelid hit him deep in his belly. Erika spun away from him, shifting to peer over her shoulder. She matched his gaze and didn't blink. Water streamed down her cheeks, dripping off the end of her nose. Jealousy burned in Darien that the water could touch her and he knew he wouldn't be allowed. She planned on driving him crazy and he was willing to let her.
With the fluid grace of a dancer, Erika extended her arms, reached behind and tugged her blouse out of her waistband. She moved her hands before her. Although Darien couldn't see, he knew she'd undone the top button of her blouse. She opened the collar, exposing a bit of neck, then released another button, pulling the top of the blouse open a bit more. The fourth time, Darien had to clench his hands to stop from storming over, grabbing her blouse and ripping it open.
He wanted to–craved–to see her naked. Sprawled out beneath him. But he'd wait. The anticipation was sublime.

 
Where can eager fans find you?




GoodReads Author Page - http://www.goodreads.com/DarylDevore




Wednesday, 22 March 2017

Sadie Says I Do ~ by Libby Campbell

I'm thrilled to have Libby Campbell back on my blog with book 3 of her Simon in Charge series: Sadie Says I Do

Sadie wants to fix the world. Simon wants to rule it. Starting with her.

You can find books 1 and 2 in the series here and here.


Blurb:

Sadie and Simon are ready to exchange vows. Almost. All they need now is a place to call home. Once that detail is settled, Sadie promises she’ll start planning the wedding.
Money is no object and a realtor finds them a house they love immediately. Could it possibly be that easy?
Of course not! An outstanding claim means the title won’t be free for a few months yet. In the meantime, Sadie wants to carve out a life with a daily routine focused on volunteer work with homeless people. Haunted by a ghost from his past, Simon wants to resume his life of international travel at least until the house is theirs.
Can they find a happy medium?

This is book 3 in the Simon in Charge series. It can be enjoyed as a standalone novel and includes that all-important HEA.

Publishers’ note: Sadie Says I Do is intended for adults only. Spanking and other sexual activities represented in this book are fantasies only, intended for adults. Nothing in this book should be interpreted as Blushing Books’ or the author’s advocating any non-consensual spanking activity or spanking of minors.


A sexy spanky excerpt:

After shampooing my hair, I washed my body with the Lady Million shower gel my mother had given me the week before. The smell was white honey and jasmine, a gentle contrast to the citrus Coco Mademoiselle I usually wore. Mom’s best friend had given it to her as a get well gift after her car accident but nothing would persuade my mother to use anything other than Chanel No. 5.
If Mom could have seen me standing in that shower, quaking slightly at the thought of what was to come, she would have told me to run for shelter. She didn’t know the rush of love that came with the spankings.
I’d been with Simon long enough to appreciate the way that spankings cleared the slate with him. He’d punish me for breaking his rules and then he’d forgive and forget my trespasses. The air would be fresh again, as if a terrible thunderstorm had rolled through, renewing and invigorating the world.
I knew couples whose partnerships were battlegrounds. When one did something the other didn’t like, sulks and bickering ensued. The grievances often snowballed to dissatisfaction of major proportions. Simon’s spankings were an efficient way of resolving conflict and I loved the tender way he held me after.
Still I hoped to disarm him just a little so I tiptoed into his office, the water from my shower still beading on my skin. When he looked up at me, his pupils dilated. I bit back a giggle of triumph and lowered my eyes so he couldn’t see the victory in them.
He pointed and I walked to the bedroom in front of him, dragging my feet ever so slightly. This time he sat in the armchair by the window. We were on the top floor of the tallest building around so no one could see in. Yet standing in front of that open door to the patio made shyness creep over me.
“Close it.” He nodded at the door with his uncanny way of knowing what was worrying me.
“And the curtains?” I asked hopefully.
“No. No one can see us but I don’t want anyone to hear the unmistakable sounds of a naughty girl having her bottom warmed.
At those humiliating words, warm dampness rose between my legs. I stepped quickly and closed the window, determined not to give Simon more cause to spank me. His stern face said he had enough reasons already. He indicated for me to kneel in front of him and I scrambled to obey.

Libby Campbell, mischief maker and dreamer

Libby lives on the West Coast of Canada with her husband of over twenty-five years. An avid reader, she savors books that feature strong, independent women and the loving men who challenge them.

She loves mountain hikes, deep bubble baths, and all animals, but particularly small dogs with big attitudes and big dogs who think they are lap dogs. A woman for all seasons, Libby is happy cuddling in front of a winter fire, watching a summer sunset, listening to birds in the spring and walking in the autumn rain.

Optimistic by nature, Libby wants a solid HEA in her reading and her writing. She hopes you will enjoy escaping to the dream worlds where she spends far too much time.

Recently she’s been dipping into Pinterest and building boards with images of people and places that inspire her characters and the worlds they live in.

Connect with Libby Campbell on social media:

Visit her website and blog here: Libby Campbell
Follow her on Twitter: @LibbyC26

Monday, 13 March 2017

A Cowboy's Passion ~ Naked Bluff Texas Series: Book 7

I'm thrilled to have Anita Philmar back on my blog to share Book 7 of her Naked Bluff Texas series A Cowboy's Passion - a super hot MFM menage historical western.


Blurb:


Tess Van Pelt doesn't have time to grieve the loss of her husband, not when the wolves are already at the door. Still, she has a lover that is willing to help save her. He introduces her to his cousin, Reece Bristol Smith.

As a lawyer, Reece can keep the debtors at bay. The problem or solution is he can't keep his hands off Tess. With her deceased husband accused of murder and the major creditor making unreasonable demands, Reece has to secure Tess's future in the best way he knows how.

Now, will Tess trust him and his cousin to keep her safe or will he need to teach her a few lessons in handing over control to him?

A Cowboy's Passion is a hot adult erotic mystery that explores the passion of having multiple partners. MFM





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Hot excerpt:

Reece released her mouth.

She gulped for air.

His lips created a blazing trail along her jaw and dipped to the side of her neck. He nibbled his way up to her ear, using tongue and teeth to touch every inch. He tugged on her earlobe, and she quaked in his arms. "Admit you belong to me."

Strung out on the heavenly path of his hands on her back, ass, and thighs, she worked to put together a coherent reply. "I, uh..."

"Need to answer," he whispered and lifted his head. The blistering intensity of his gaze fell on her face, but her eyelids refused to budge. 

She whimpered, hoping he'd realize she wanted to give into his demands. Tears leaked from her eyes. The fortress where she'd stuffed all her emotions over the last few days quivered under the force of the overwhelming burden. Words lined up in her head, but her throat remained clogged.

"Reece, don't torture her." John's voice slashed through her efforts to hide from the pain. "She's been trying so hard to be strong and has denied herself any physical release."

"What? Why would—" Reece captured her waist and tugged her away from his body.

Instantly, a black wave of despair washed over her. Did he intend to reject her? Before she could say a word, John cupped her hips. The hot caress of his clothed body meeting hers sent her mind into the wild scenario of having both of them at once. Then his sensual touch darted over her stomach and toyed with the trim curls between her legs.

"Easy love, we'll take care of you." The hot brush of his words caressed her right cheek. "Reece and I are both hungry for a taste of you. Once he's had his fill, I'll feast on you too."


Other Books in the  Naked Bluff, Texas series

In Deep Water   Skinny-dipping to cool off in the Trinity River couldn't cause any problems...could it? 

In Too Deep   The peace of the day is shattered when her best friend steps too far into the Trinity River.

Duty's Bride   Can Sadie have a new life or will her old one rear its ugly head?

More Than Ready   Can a determined woman win her heart's desire?

A Cowboy's Pleasure   Does this cowboy want the job he's being offered?

The Country Doctor's Bride   Run from a murder or marry a doctor, which one will she choose?

Bio for Anita Philmar

Anita Philmar likes to create stories that push the limit. A writer by day and a dreamer by night she wants her readers to see the world in a new way.

Influenced by old movies, she likes to develop places where anything can happen and where special moments come to life in a great read.

Naughty or Nice?

Read her books and decide.


Email: anitaphilmar@yahoo.com


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