December 22, 2017

The 11th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

 

I’m having a 12 Days of Christmas Giveaway.

I have a plan for December!

Christmas Music Videos!

No, that’s not my plan, though I am going to share some of my favorite holiday music with you.

The plan is to give away one of my ebooks for 12 days this December.

The catch is that it’s only on the even days.

 

Rules

Beginning, on December 2nd and ending on December 24th.

Winners will be selected randomly from whoever leaves a comment.

Each day’s giveaway will be left open for 3 full days.  All posts go up at 6 am EST.

Leave a comment if you’re interested in winning that day’s ebook.  No exchanges.

The final winner (for the December 24th giveaway) will be announced on December 26th.

 

Congratulations to the winner of the 9th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

An e-copy of Who’s the Boss goes to …

Carolyn

 

Todays’s music video is my one of my very favorite holiday movies and song…

White Christmas

 

The E-book I’m giving away today is…

Blind Taste Test

Excerpt: 

 

Behind her, the lock disengaged. The unmistakable drag of the heavy door scraping across the Berber carpet reached her ears. She held her breath for a moment and then exhaled slowly.

Five.

Four.

Three.

Two.

One.

She clutched her hands tightly together, certain if she could see, her knuckles would be stark white. Perspiration trickled a path down between her breasts. The blindfold she’d fit securely around her head offered no light.

No thin wedge or glimpse of her surroundings.

His wordless entry gave no hint about the man standing inside the door, looking at her. Panic surged through her. Her heart pounded, and she found her mouth suddenly dry as toast. Sweet Jesus, what was she doing?

She raised her hands, prepared to rip the blindfold off, apologize profusely for wasting the poor man’s time, and flee before she made a complete fool of herself. Who would want an older woman like her? Of course, he’d think she was crazy to boot, running away like a scared little girl.

Her ex-husband’s malicious words echoed within her head. “You have nothing any man would want. Only a desperate man would even consider taking you out for dinner, never mind actually fucking you.” Her ex had stripped away every ounce of her confidence with those nasty words. In the end, divorce had been a relief and selling her house a decent price for freedom.

That memory brought every thought of escape to a crashing halt. Her panic subsided, her heart slowed to a less erratic beat. Her skin cooled and dried. She could do this. She would do this.

She lowered her hands back to her lap. The blindfold remained in place. She had no clue as to what the night held in store for her. Hopefully she’d be left with her curiosity satisfied, some fabulous ideas for her next book, and perhaps even with her body satiated, but the evening was no longer in her control.

Her date had arrived.

The muted sound of footfalls reached her ears. She tilted her head and strained to hear—anything. Something seemed odd—even amongst the oddities of the night—but she couldn’t put her finger on it.

She’d considered kneeling since tonight was all about the fantasy of submitting to a stranger—for research purposes of course. But that didn’t seem proper while wearing a dress and heels. Plus, she’d have a hell of a time standing without help in the ridiculous things. Instead, she’d chosen to position the small bench from the base of the bed in the middle of the floor and sat on it, her ass sinking into the cool, dark leather under her weight. Thankfully, she’d skipped dessert. She was nervous enough. No need to add a sugar high.

At the last minute, she’d swung her legs around so her back faced the door. Not that it made a difference. She couldn’t see a damn thing through the black silk band covering her eyes.

She heard the rustle of clothing as her companion for the night prowled toward her. He stopped right behind her. Deep exhalations filled the silence. She realized that sitting put her at a slight disadvantage. She straightened her spine and lifted her chin.

She drew in a fresh round of oxygen and was assaulted with two distinctly different scents. Tilting her head, she tried to differentiate them. One light and spicy, the other much sharper, slightly overpowering, and reminiscent of a familiar sport deodorant. It was strong, but strangely alluring. Why would he wear two such noticeable fragrances?

The heat he generated warmed the skin at the center of her back. His heavy breathing drifted down to flutter over her hair. He reached out and trailed his fingers through the length of her locks where he toyed with the ends, sending a slight shiver through her. He hadn’t even touched her yet, and already her body strained for it. Beneath the sheath of her dress, her nipples pebbled into hard beads, and she had the sudden urge to rub her thighs together.

She experienced another flutter of panic. She was in a room with a strange man, whom she couldn’t see, and her immediate reaction to him confused and embarrassed her. She’d never responded to her ex in such a way.

She swallowed down her fear, though it was more a huge gulp. She needed to trust Maggie. The woman’s livelihood revolved around fixing people up. Laughter bubbled in her chest, and she bit her tongue to contain the giggle ready to erupt. Talk about going to extreme lengths to walk in someone else’s shoes. This little scenario was so far out of her norm she could have been on another planet.

She forced a calming breath in through her nose, and then out through her mouth. Then one more. And another. All the while, she sensed him watching her.

She could still back out, but then she’d have to listen to Maggie go on and on about her lack of adventure and her lack of a sex life. Regardless of her innate instinct to put a stop to this whole idiotic idea, she needed to go through with this silly plan—if for no other reason than to shut her friend up.

And maybe lay to rest the accusations spewed by her ex.

Well, and to finally have a great orgasm.

She hoped.

Hell, she’d settle for mediocre. Surely, he could do that. Because Maggie was right about one thing, she had no sex life.

She relaxed her fingers. Time for her research to begin.

 

 

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Today’s question: What do YOU want for Christmas this year? 

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Winner will be announced on December 26th.

 

 

 

December 20, 2017

The 10th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

 

I’m having a 12 Days of Christmas Giveaway.

I have a plan for December!

Christmas Music Videos!

No, that’s not my plan, though I am going to share some of my favorite holiday music with you.

The plan is to give away one of my ebooks for 12 days this December.

The catch is that it’s only on the even days.

 

Rules

Beginning, on December 2nd and ending on December 24th.

Winners will be selected randomly from whoever leaves a comment.

Each day’s giveaway will be left open for 3 full days.  All posts go up at 6 am EST.

Leave a comment if you’re interested in winning that day’s ebook.  No exchanges.

The final winner (for the December 24th giveaway) will be announced on December 27th.

 

Congratulations to the winner of the 8th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

An e-copy of Forever Starts Today goes to …

Jessica

 

Todays’s music video is…

Chestnuts Roasting On an Open Fire

 

The E-book I’m giving away today is…

The Perfect Moment

Excerpt: 

 

God, she looked beautiful. Truly an angel resting at his feet.

When she opened her mouth wide and took him inside, Connor gripped the counter on either side of his body. She swirled the flat of her tongue over him, dipping to rub back and forth under the crest of his dick. He hissed a breath between his teeth. So warm. So soft and delicate. So incredibly sexy.

Such a fucking turn on.

She removed one hand and stroked the other one lower, following with her mouth, taking him inch by inch, her lips stretching wide around him. She came up and bobbed back down, her hand meeting her mouth each time.

Her other hand wasn’t idle. She cupped his balls, gathered them into her palm, warming them, massaging them. Just gentle movement. Light enough to drive him crazy. Firm enough to lock his knees in place.

Connor focused on the top of her head, targeting in on the varying shades of blond as her head moved up and down and dipped and twisted in her seductive maneuvers.

Then she released him. Immediately, he felt the loss as cooler air swept over his slickened flesh.

She tilted her head, angling to lick a sensual path up his shaft. The process slow, a little rough, but utterly erotic—especially when she opened her eyes to catch him watching her. She sat back on her heels, her swollen lips red and pursed, and used her hand to pump up and down, her grip firm. Just how he liked it.

“Feel good?”

He growled. “You know it does. But, baby, you don’t need to—”

“Mmm. Tastes good too. I wonder how fast I can make you come.”

Any further argument died on his lips. Maybe if they took it slow. “At the speed you’re going, I can probably last a while.”

She returned her attention to her task, swirling her tongue around his length, moving up one side, lightly grazing her teeth along the skin, giving the head some suction before teasing the tiny slit, and then working her way down the other side.

And maybe not. “Then again, if you’d care to increase the pace, and perhaps the pressure of that hot little mouth of yours, I’m sure I can accommodate your wish.”

She smirked, or rather, he guessed she tried to, but it was kind of difficult with her mouth full.

Connor slid his fingers into her soft tresses, gripped the sides of her head, and took control. “Put your hands on my thighs, honey.”

She did, the tips of her finger nails curling into his skin like a cat trying to find purchase.

He groaned at the bite of pain. Using just his firm hold, Connor rocked his hips forward, pushing his cock past her lips and to the back of her tongue. He withdrew before her gag reflex could kick in and then thrust forward again. Drops of saliva pooled at the corners of her mouth as he tunneled in and out, his speed increasing progressively, his breath coming in harsh pants, sweat popping out on his forehead.

“God, that feels like heaven, Angela. I wish you were naked so I could watch you play with yourself.”

Balancing herself with one palm on his leg, she grunted and shoved her hand down the front of her dark grey leggings.

 

 

Leave a comment below for an opportunity to win the e-book The Perfect Moment.

Today’s question: Do you get lots of snow where you live? Do you like snow? 

Post will remain open for comments for three days.

Winner will be announced on December 24th.

 

 

 

December 18, 2017

The 9th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

 

I’m having a 12 Days of Christmas Giveaway.

I have a plan for December!

Christmas Music Videos!

No, that’s not my plan, though I am going to share some of my favorite holiday music with you.

The plan is to give away one of my ebooks for 12 days this December.

The catch is that it’s only on the even days.

 

Rules

Beginning, on December 2nd and ending on December 24th.

Winners will be selected randomly from whoever leaves a comment.

Each day’s giveaway will be left open for 3 full days.  All posts go up at 6 am EST.

Leave a comment if you’re interested in winning that day’s ebook.  No exchanges.

The final winner (for the December 24th giveaway) will be announced on December 27th.

 

Congratulations to the winner of the 7th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

An e-copy of Wicked Indulgence s goes to …

Annette

 

Todays’s music video is…

Oh Come All Ye Faithful

 

The E-book I’m giving away today is…

Who’s the Boss

Excerpt: 

 

“You’re looking for me?”

Gabe paused, his finger hovering over the screen, but he didn’t look up. From afar, the voice had been deep and gravelly, immediately conjuring an image of what he assumed Frank Stevens would look like.

But from a couple of feet away, its texture softened and the smoky quality rolled over him, doing something funky to his insides. His cock stirred. It was the first time, in a very long time, that Gabe reacted to a few simple words. Words that offered no sexual inflection, no offer to please, no request for dominance.

Gabe swallowed, and willed his body to regain control. That voice definitely did not belong to a man. He raised his head, and his breath caught in his throat.

Before him stood a petite woman. A fucking beautiful-as-hell, petite woman. The top of her head probably only reached the middle of his chest when he was standing. In his current relaxed pose, she looked straight at his neck area. She wore her dark hair tucked up under her construction hat. A few long tendrils had escaped, and those she’d wrapped behind her ears. Ears that held simple gold studs. Man, he hoped her hair, when lose, cascaded down to the middle of her back in glorious waves.

She’d removed her safety glasses and had them dangling from the fingers of her right hand, leaving him with nothing to do but stare into a pair of exotic eyes, the most amazing shade of green. Some might call them plain old hazel eyes. But they made him think of colors he’d find deep in the rain forest. A jungle he’d happily get lost in.

Her waist indented just the right amount. His fingers itched to span it and see if they could meet. He didn’t think so, and that unconfirmed guess sent a spike of desire rushing though him because he preferred a woman he could hold without digging his fingertips into her rib cage. One he could grip around the middle while she rode him hard and fast. Then agonizingly slow.

The perfect-sized waist was currently emphasized by a button-down plaid shirt she’d tucked into her dusty jeans and closed off with a light brown leather tool belt. His gaze raked her from head to toe and back again before drifting down to her feet, which were covered in well-worn scuffed work boots. He dragged his eyes back up to her face and zeroed in on those stunning eyes, currently shaded by the brim of her white construction hat.

Holy shit. He must have stumbled across a fault line and precariously straddled both sides.

“You’re wasting my time, mister.” She rubbed her forehead leaving a smudge of dirt behind. “Who are you? And what do you want? Make it quick because I have work to do.

 

 

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Today’s question: Is the holidays a big family time for you? 

Post will remain open for comments for three days.

Winner will be announced on December 22th.

 

 

 

December 16, 2017

The 8th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

 

I’m having a 12 Days of Christmas Giveaway.

I have a plan for December!

Christmas Music Videos!

No, that’s not my plan, though I am going to share some of my favorite holiday music with you.

The plan is to give away one of my ebooks for 12 days this December.

The catch is that it’s only on the even days.

 

Rules

Beginning, on December 2nd and ending on December 24th.

Winners will be selected randomly from whoever leaves a comment.

Each day’s giveaway will be left open for 3 full days.  All posts go up at 6 am EST.

Leave a comment if you’re interested in winning that day’s ebook.  No exchanges.

The final winner (for the December 24th giveaway) will be announced on December 27th.

 

Congratulations to the winner of the 6th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

An e-copy of The Final Quarter goes to …

Latanya

 

Todays’s music video is…

The First Noel

 

The E-book I’m giving away today is…

Forever Starts Today

Excerpt: 

 

They reached for each other. Frantic, they undid buttons, lowered zippers, tugged and pulled, until their clothing sat in a messy discarded pile.

Sadie laid her hands on his chest.

He hissed through his teeth.

She smoothed her palms down the plane of his torso feeling every dip, hard edge, and flat surface. He had the right amount of body hair, soft and springy beneath her touch. She leaned forward and pressed her lips between his pecs.

“I need to touch you, Sadie.”

“Hmm. In a minute. I didn’t get a chance to do this the other day.” Sadie licked, nibbled, and kissed her way down his body until she dropped to her knees. His hard cock met her at eye level. It looked big. Thick. Soft.

Sadie stuck out her tongue. She closed her eyes and bent forward. When she connected with flesh, she dragged her tongue up slow and sensuously, and circled the velvet soft tip. She smiled in smug satisfaction when he moaned, before she worked her way back down again. Slower.

He smelled like a man. Clean. Sexy. Aroused.

Sadie wrapped her fingers around him. Using both her hand and her mouth, she worked him until he hovered on that climatic edge, his hands digging into her hair, cradling her head. She wanted to feast on him all night.

“Sadie, stop. Please.”

She pouted.

“Sweetheart, I’d love for you to keep going, but I have other plans.”

Sadie sat back on her haunches while Asher lowered himself to the floor.

“My turn.”

Before she realized his intentions, she found herself on her back in front of the fire, Asher’s head between her thighs.

“I forget your taste. I need a reminder.” He lowered his head.

When she had told the girls he was a good kisser; it was such a simplification. The man had serious skills, and he put them to use now. He kissed her sex like he kissed her mouth—long deep strokes, gentle nibbles, fast and furious figure eights. He licked every inch of her. He found and teased her most sensitive spots. He rubbed her clit with a firm approach before wrapping his lips around it and sucking.

As her climax rushed forward to meet her, Sadie arched her back.

Asher reached up with one hand and rubbed his fingers over a straining nipple. Then he pinched it hard enough to elicit a gasp.

When he tweaked her other nipple, she jerked in his hold. She never before responded to slight twinges of erotic pain. Everything Asher did created such an overwhelming tide of pleasure within her body.

Asher pushed her legs up, spreading her wide. He placed a hand on each breast. He squeezed and plucked at her nipples while he licked and sucked at her hot flesh.

Sadie couldn’t hold back. Her orgasm rushed through her as shudders wracked her body. She fisted the pillow beneath her head and cried out.

Asher released her breasts and lowered her legs to the floor. He gentled his touch. From somewhere he grabbed a condom and covered himself, then rose to his knees and settled between hers. “Are you sure, Sadie?”

Yes. She nodded.

Asher took hold of her right leg and hefted it to his shoulder. He notched the head of his cock at her entrance and pushed. He slipped inside, filling her.

She stretched around him, wincing at the slight discomfort.

He paused. “Am I hurting you?” A bead of sweat rolled down one of his cheeks. The flames reflected in his dark eyes danced.

“No.” She shook her head, confirming. Reaffirming.

He searched her face, must have found what he wanted to see, and with a satisfied smile, plunged deep.

This felt so good. So right.

Asher rolled and pumped his hips. He shifted her leg and changed the angle. He pulled out and drove back in. He started with long strokes, driving her to another orgasm, but as he neared his limits, his speed increased. The length of his strokes shortened. His breathing grew more labored.

He lowered her leg again and dropped over top her, holding his weight on his forearms. “You feel so fucking fantastic, Sadie. I’ve never…”

“Me too.”

Asher pounded into her then slid a hand down between them and rubbed the pad of his thumb over her clit.

A few fast circles, a little pressure, and she was done. Stars twinkled and burst into tiny rays of light behind her eyelids.

Asher growled. His body jerked.

Flames jumped. Sparks exploded.

He crashed into her one last time and then went rigid, the tendons in his neck prominent before a big breath whooshed out of him and he collapsed.

The song playing on her iPod hit a crescendo and then ended on a gentle note.

Shifting his weight, he reached between them again, this time to take hold of the condom before he pulled out of her, and rolled onto his back beside her.

“Damn.”

“Double damn.” She rolled her head to the side. “That was…”

“Wow.”

“Double wow.” She liked the contentment shining his eyes.

“I need to—”

“Bathroom’s down the hall. Sorry, no master suite in this house.”

“Too bad.”

“Yeah, but I bought it for the fireplace in the bedroom, not the bathroom.”

“Good choice.”

“Thanks.” Her body—a total wet noodle. If somebody yelled fire, she’d have to drag herself out the door.

Asher rolled to his knees, stood and left the room, giving her the most fantastic view of his ass.

She rubbed her forehead. Wow. That was the best sex she’d ever had. No lie. True she had little to compare to, but she didn’t think it would matter if she had a football team lined up to judge.

Asher Vale, the master of more than kissing, had rocked her world and ruined her for anybody else.

 

 

Leave a comment below for an opportunity to win the e-book Forever Starts Today.

Today’s question: Do you like to travel for the holidays or stay home? 

Post will remain open for comments for three days.

Winner will be announced on December 20th.

 

 

 

December 14, 2017

The 7th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

 

I’m having a 12 Days of Christmas Giveaway.

I have a plan for December!

Christmas Music Videos!

No, that’s not my plan, though I am going to share some of my favorite holiday music with you.

The plan is to give away one of my ebooks for 12 days this December.

The catch is that it’s only on the even days.

 

Rules

Beginning, on December 2nd and ending on December 24th.

Winners will be selected randomly from whoever leaves a comment.

Each day’s giveaway will be left open for 3 full days.  All posts go up at 6 am EST.

Leave a comment if you’re interested in winning that day’s ebook.  No exchanges.

The final winner (for the December 24th giveaway) will be announced on December 27th.

 

Congratulations to the winner of the 5th Day of Christmas Giveaway!

An e-copy of Her Choice goes to …

Jessica

 

Todays’s music video is…

Feliz Navidad

 

The E-book I’m giving away today is…

Wicked Indulgence

Excerpt: 

 

Melissa hesitated for an uncomfortable moment before she reached up to give him hug. He sucked in a breath of air, and stiffened at the contact, but didn’t return the sentiment.

Oh dear. She cocked her head back on her neck to peer up at him, waiting to see if she’d get anything from him.

Just when she’d decided to go into retreat mode and pretend the indifference hadn’t cut her to the bone, his dark gaze darted to her mouth. She licked her lips. Slowly. Twice. Not on purpose, it just happened. Honest.

A low growl sounded from somewhere in the room. She assumed it must be a dog; after all, this was a veterinary clinic. Though she felt a rumble within his chest, right under her hand that had somehow found its way to the area over his heart.

“Melissa, I…”

“What?” she whispered.

Jamie shook his head slowly. His face seemed to be getting closer to hers. The distance from his mouth to hers, that only moments ago appeared miles away, now seemed so negligible.

And then she felt it. The feather light pressure of his lips on hers. Was she imagining it? Would she blink and be back on the other side of the reception counter while he glared at her from across the open space?

Melissa risked a breath in and opened her mouth on a tiny gasp. He took the opportunity and slipped his tongue between her lips and dipped inside. A groan erupted between them. She felt a tug on her shoulder. Then her purse slipped down her arm and landed with a heavy thump on the floor next to her feet. She returned to touching him. She needed to feel the softness of his cotton shirt beneath her palm. Shouldn’t she be feeling the coarseness of the lab coat?

Strong hands settled on her waist. Long fingers dug into her hips. Firm lips smashed against hers. He kissed her like there was no tomorrow. And maybe the world was ending and she hadn’t received the memo. Melissa explored the inside of his mouth. Mmm. She tasted mint and something sweet like strawberry jam.

His tongue danced the salsa with hers. Harsh breath fanned her face. Should she open her eyes and possibly ruin this unexpected moment? Hell, when had she even closed her eyes?

This all had to be a dream, her imagination creating the perfect reunion for her, because never in her wildest fantasies had she envisioned a welcoming like this. Liar. She’d dreamed of this moment many times. Only they were typically naked and she was often lying over his lap while he spanked her ass.

Once she’d been freed from her last relationship, she’d spent hours searching the web for information on kinks, fetishes, and BDSM in general, discovering the truth about the expectations of that sort of lifestyle. Learning how a Dom was supposed to treat his sub—and how he wasn’t. Confirming that it was about the transfer of control—not abuse.

Somebody cleared their throat.

Twice.

The kiss stopped, came to a grinding, sputtering halt, but his lips stayed latched to hers. Melissa opened her eyes to find Jamie staring at her. His confusion morphed to astonishment in a heartbeat, and then spun straight to pure panic.

And suddenly, he pushed her away so fast she stumbled again, but this time he didn’t attempt to help her. Regardless, she managed to find her footing before she did fall on her rear and embarrass herself further.

Jamie’s expression, closed and locked down tight, offered no consolation.

The man she’d met yesterday entered the room behind Jamie. His business partner. Daniel. The other sexy one.

“I guess you do know her.”

 

 

Leave a comment below for an opportunity to win the e-book Wicked Indulgence.

Today’s question: What’s your favorite winter activity? 

Post will remain open for comments for three days.

Winner will be announced on December 18th.