Monthly Archives: December 2012

Holiday Stress Relief

I know the holidays can be stressful. Mine is pretty damn high on the charts this year with a move (where the hell did all this stuff come from?!?) and all the normal fun the holiday brings, so I feel the only true way to solve this problem is with sex. It seems obvious, but sometimes people forget, so I’m here to remind you. It’s the most wonderful time of the year to get laid. And if you need a little jumpstart, here’s a sexy excerpt from Caribbean Heat. While it might not say Merry Freakin’ Christmas, set in the Caribbean and all, I does say let’s get laid. And really, what’s most important during this time of the year?
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His face was inches from hers, eyes intent, studying. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think about anything other than how badly she wanted him. She wanted to know how good his lips pressed against hers could feel. If it was going to happen, this was a perfect place, no one could see, no one would know.

“Ummhmm.” Sierra swallowed hard and moved closer, inviting him, needing him, not knowing if he had any interest in her, but hoping like hell he did.

Jack answered that question quickly, closed the distance between them and pressed his lips against hers softly.

Sierra parted her lips, inviting him in, wanting him to taste her. He didn’t hesitate, his tongue teasing, tasting, twirling with hers. Heat pooled between her legs. Damn, the man could kiss.

It seemed so natural, so easy, kissing Jack like this.

Sierra let her own tongue explore the heat of his mouth, tangle with his, and the pulsing need between her legs amplified. God, she wanted this man.

Jack’s hands ran down the bare skin of Sierra’s back, pulling her closer. She wrapped a hand around his neck and ran her fingers through his hair and held on tightly as the lust coursed through her.

She’d heard women talk about kissing a man and it making their toes curl, but she hadn’t experienced it until this moment. It was like some kind of drug and she couldn’t get enough.

Jack pressed his lips to hers again and again and wetness rushed to her opening. She wanted him, needed his cock inside her so damn bad.

“Sierra.” The one word was growled as he pulled her on top of him. Her sex pressed against his hard-on and another surge of wetness dampened her cunt. She pulsed herself against him, searching for relief from the surging need but finding higher levels of torment instead. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think straight, couldn’t focus on anything but the pleasure his touch gave her.

His hand moved up to her breast, brushed along the sensitive skin, and a shiver of lust shot through her. He grasped her whole breast in one hand and pinched the nipple between two fingers. and a shock of lust shot through her.

Something flicked against her foot but Sierra ignored it. She wanted only to focus on the sensations Jack caused, but the annoying thing flicked against her foot again and she looked back.

Hol-y shit.

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Looking for some Sexy Christmas Romances to read?!

Looking for Some Sexy Christmas Romances?!  Well, I have a couple!  One is hot and erotic, the other is sweet and sexy!  Hope you’ll check them out!

 

SEXY SECRET SANTA

I love writing holiday theme stories, especially Christmas ones, so when I came up with the idea for a story about a hero and heroine who get locked in their office building for the night, I thought why not have them end up there because they sneaked off during the office Christmas party for a little nookie and some sexy spanking?!

She’s going to get exactly what she wants for Christmas!

Hollie Kerr has lusted after hot architectural engineer Dirk Fraser ever since they started working together, so she’s thrilled to discover he’s her Secret Santa at the office Christmas party. What she doesn’t know is that her friend has led him to believe Hollie prefers a good spanking over a boring, old  present any day.

Though Hollie is surprised when Dirk put her over his knee, she can’t pass up the opportunity to get spanked by a hunky guy like him. Her upturned bottom isn’t the only thing that gets hot, however, and soon they’re having sex right there in the office. By the time they come up for air, the party has wrapped up, their coworkers have left and the building is locked up tight.

What’s a girl supposed to do when she’s trapped all night in the office with a gorgeous guy? Have sex in all the places she’s ever fantasized about, of course!

 

Read an Excerpt!
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksSexySecretSanta.html

 

Buy it Online!
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksSexySecretSanta.html

 

 

SANTA’S WAYWARD ELF!

I love writing holiday romances, especially Christmas-themed ones, but when my hubby (who is also my writing partner!) suggested we write a story about one of Santa’s Elves, I was like, “You’re kidding, right?”  Silly of me, actually.  I mean, we pulled off a zombie romance in DEAD SEXY, which turned out to be an EPIC Award Finalist, by the way.  Hubby still had to do some convincing, but he did it, and as we outlined the story, I completely fell in love with the heroine Sosie, a guileless elf who doesn’t fit in up at the North Pole and ends up stranded in NYC on Christmas Eve where she meets and falls head over heels for a hunky cop.  I think you’ll fall in love with her, too!

Being one of Santa’s elves isn’t all sugar plums and candy canes.

At least not for Sosie. Taller than the other elves, she’s always had a problem fitting in at the North Pole, so when the transport sled she’s on breaks down in New York City on Christmas Eve, she can’t resist slipping away to explore the world of the “big people.” While she’s having fun, the transport sled takes off, leaving the naïve elf stranded.

Fortunately, handsome police detective Derek Clayton comes to her rescue, offering to let her stay at his apartment. Having heard horror stories about the big people, Sosie is both surprised and relieved to meet such a kind, sweet man. Not to mention one so gorgeous and well-built.

Even though Sosie expects the North Pole to send out a search party any day, she finds herself falling for Derek. She desperately wants to tell him she’s an elf, but knows he’ll never believe her. When the lies and omissions start to pile up, Derek can draw only one conclusion—Sosie is working for the mob boss he’s been after for years.

Just when things seem like they can’t get any worse, the chief of elfin security shows up to drag Sosie back to the North Pole. How is a runaway elf supposed to overcome a determined security elf, dangerous mobsters and a suspicious boyfriend all while keeping her pointed ears a secret?

 

Read an Excerpt!
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksSantasWaywardElf.html

 

Buy it Online!
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksSantasWaywardElf.html

 

Happy Reading and Merry Christmas!

 

*hugs*
Paige

Sexy Romantic Fiction!

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My fave Xmas specials…and a giveaway!

Hi 69ers!

Yes, we’re talking holidays, and for me at this time of year, that means Christmas. As a child, as silly and uneducational as it might sound, a big part of celebrating the holiday was catching certain Xmas specials on TV. And who among us doesn’t get all nostalgic when we hear that Charlie Brown Xmas music? Right?

Well, I watched a couple in the 70’s that still hold a special spot in my heart. Some are hard to find now. First among these is “The Christmas Messenger (1975)” starring Richard Chamberlain. In this one, Richard played a myterious man who comes to Victorian London to spread the message of Xmas to a young man. At the end, Richard turns out to be an angel. I loved this show. It made me bawl!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=jbkAOfUXMoU

The Christmas Messenger Cartoon Picture

 

Another one I enjoyed, and that invariably made me cry into my egg nog, was “The Happy Prince (1974)”. This was a cartoon starring Christopher Plummer. It is based on an Oscar Wilde children’s story, and gets me every time. Read the book if you get the chance. The story of love and friendship between a golden statue and a swallow is about the most beautiful thing I’ve ever read.

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0071596/

The happy prince

Did you watch any Xmas specials that no longer run on TV? Do you miss them? I know I’d love to see these ones again, or find a copy somewhere.

To help celebrate the season today, I’m doing a giveaway of one of my backlist. Simply comment and tell me which holiday specials meant the most to you!

I’ll pick a winner by end of day today.

Happy holidays!

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Favorite Renditions of ’12 Days of Christmas’

I was going to go all smutty and sexy, but honestly my heads not in it. I’ve been humming ’12 Days of Christmas’ for days now. So, because I love to share… here are a few of my favorite renditions.

Traditional

How about some Muppets?

Or, something a little different? How about Straight no Chaser version

Oh, and the ’12 Pains of Christmas’ is definitely a traditional silly version

I hope you’ve enjoyed the videos and songs. At least now everyone else can be humming this song for the next few days right along with me!

Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays!

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Welcome Guest Blogger Nicole Austin

What happens when seven crazy authors get together for a girls only weekend with chocolate wine and whipped cream vodka? You get the Sassy Seven Authors, a bunch of great new books, and the idea for the Naughty Sleepover—a weekend that’s the ultimate girl’s night out.

In our series The Naughty Sleepover, all the stories are based at The Menger Hotel in San Antonio, Texas, where our Naughty Sleepover is being held in February, 2013. And it all began in the historic bar where Teddy Roosevelt met with his Rough Riders.

So first about the event. The weekend begins with a Decadent Chocolate Hour that actually runs all evening and proceeds next day through a live demonstration with a real Dom, an adult toys party, male dancers at our big party and lots of other great events. Plus we have two very special hunks who will be your hosts for the weekend.

Check it out at http://sassyseven.com/naughty-sleepover/

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SEALs On Fire is our newest series, set to release in January, 2013. Here’s a little taste of Melting Ice by Nicole Austin.

Blurb:
Syndra Banks should be thrilled by an invitation to join SEAL team Arapahoe in Key West. Instead the text summons from Ice pisses her off. He calls and she goes running, without fail, every time. And now she doesn’t have a choice. If Syn wants to get her personal life moving forward she has to see him again to break it off.

Thanks to his smokin’ hot lover, Master Chief Sam Westervelt lost his edge. Syn melted the ice that runs in his veins, turning it into a river of molten lust. His discipline is shot and he’s daydreaming about intense, steamy sex while on missions, putting his entire team at risk. But he has a surefire plan all figured out if he can just toe the line a little longer.

Sometimes getting what you want is as simple as reaching out, grabbing hold and not letting go.

By reading any further, you are stating that you are at least 18 years of age.

Excerpt:

Slamming the door, Ice engaged the lock and turned to find Syn dragging the soft ivory dress over her head and tossing it aside.

“So beautiful!”

Thick waves of mahogany hair spilled over slender shoulders, ripe dusky pink nipples peeking out from between the silky strands. She hooked her thumbs in a tiny pair of ivory lace panties. With a shimmy of her hips, the material floated down her legs and fell to the hardwood floor.
His cock sprang back to life. Only Syn had the power to short-circuit his control. For fuck’s sake, he was a SEAL, his body a finely honed and conditioned weapon that didn’t even sweat without his permission. But when it came to this one woman, his body didn’t respond to his commands. She held the reins.

“It’s been too long, babe.”

She nodded, which caused her hair to sway, granting him tantalizing glimpses of those incredible beasts he all too often daydreamed about.

“Need you,” she purred. “Now. Right now.”

He couldn’t agree more yet he didn’t move. For endless moments, he could only stare at her, drinking her in, quenching a fathomless thirst he hadn’t known dwelled inside him.

Mine.

The word rolled around in his head and took root. She was his, and this was where he belonged. She understood, shared the same affliction, and wasn’t happy about her need for him. He could see it in the taut line of her shoulders and rigidity of her spine. She lifted her chin fractionally higher as if daring him. Another man might have been intimidated by the challenge she presented. But he wasn’t most men and Syn was his.

Primitive urges sprang to life demanding he take action, grab Syn, drag her to his bed, and prove his claim. Never let go.

Syn stood next to the bed naked, ready and waiting, staring at Ice. He didn’t move a muscle, didn’t even twitch. “Ice?” What the hell was he doing?

His cool blue eyes had softened, and she glimpsed vulnerability in the deep pools. She’d seen it before, a brief flash of emotion quickly subdued. The stronger the emotion the more rigid control he exerted upon himself. Ice did not let go. Period.

She faced the rough-hewn soldier. A cold-blooded predator who could take down whatever target he was assigned without blinking an eye. A man without a single weakness, hell bent on establishing his superiority.

That really shouldn’t turn her on.

Her legs trembled, and she locked her knees to remain upright. The man before her was a prime male, strong and sensual, confident in his ability to master any test, including her. When Ice went all primal SEAL like this, it flipped a switch in her. Here was an uninhibited conqueror, every delicious hard-muscled inch of him. Someone worthy of her. A man to hold onto. To fight for.

She didn’t want to quietly accept coming in second anymore, but how could she possibly win out against his team and the Navy?
He maintained that irritating edge of cold detachment. The implacable restraint fed her fantasies, chaining her to him in ways she wasn’t sure she’d ever escape. It was why she came running whenever he called. And it was why she’d fallen so hard. Such tight, indomitable constraint made her want to get inside him, under his skin, and push him to lose all that disciplined control.

She’d come close to succeeding once a year ago, which only fueled her desire because Ice unrestrained and wild was an irresistible force of nature. She thrived on his tender loving but craved his raw sexual abandon.

He was her every fantasy come to life. Silky, jet-black hair that had gotten a bit shaggy, softening his rough-hewn features and intense blue eyes. And that rockin’ body, all sculpted sinew without an ounce of fat. No matter the situation—fighting, playing, or making love—he knew exactly how to use that hot amazing bod to its best advantage.

A tendril of unease skated along her spine as he advanced on her. She took an involuntary step back. The action had the same effect as running from an enraged bull. Ice surged forward, grabbed her around the waist, and took her down. They landed heavily on the bed, his bulk pinning her beneath him.
Syn lifted her chin, arched her brow, and stared straight into his eyes, throwing down the gauntlet. Tempting the devil.

He didn’t just pick it up, he demolished it with a kiss intended not to seduce but to capture her soul. Dominant, demanding, powerful. And it was working. His fingers tangled in her hair, slanting her head, taking command. Taking her. His lips claimed hers, his tongue thrusting and withdrawing, a preview of the sex to come, and her pussy grew desperately wet in anticipation, preparing to receive him. His lips devoured her essence, obliterated reason and resistance. Not that she resisted when it was what she wanted. Needed. To be taken over, consumed until she became an integral part of him.

One he couldn’t easily walk away from.

He stole the breath from her lungs, replaced it with his. Took her cries and passion, returned them threefold. He filled her senses, drugged her with his supremacy, intoxicated her with his potency, turned her wanton and reckless, like an addict, crazed and wanting more. Willing to do anything to get her fill of him.

To find out more about Nicole and her books visit her website http://www.nicoleaustin.net

CONTEST! I am giving away a signed copy of my latest print book, Double Down, to one commenter on the blog post. Good luck and thanks for stopping by!

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Food, Fun and Family

Christmas, for me, is snow and family. I love spending time with my loved ones. A couple of our traditions is to open gifts at home, then travel to my Dad’s for breakfast. Driving to Dad’s is a little more treacherous in the winter months as we live an hour and fifteen minutes away, but we make the trip, faithfully. One of the best things about this gathering is food, fun, and family.

My husband and children are usually the first to arrive and while he and the kids socialize I head to the kitchen to help Dad cook. Maybe I should say take over cooking. 🙂 By the time my sister arrives we kick Dad out the kitchen and get down to business.

The meal isn’t complicated, bacon, sausage, eggs, pancakes, french toast and my sticky buns. The sticky bun recipe can be found in the Passionate Cooks cookbook.

Have you ever seen grown folks fight over food? Or rather sticky buns? That’s part of the fun of going to Dad’s, watching my step-mom, sister and brothers all fight over who’s going to eat the last few rolls.

After breakfast, it’s time to open gifts. This is also one of my favorite parts. All ages are represented from itty bitties to high schoolers. And all the kids play nicely with one another. Not sure how that happens, but it does.

Food, fun and family the best thing about Christmas.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic.

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The holidays can be murder. Someone is out to kill Michaela Winters, but she has more important things to worry about, arguing with her husband and when to tell him he’s going to be a father come to mind.

Brockridge Logan realizes the mistake he’s made and he’s willing to make amends. His solution is to whisk her away to their cabin up north where he can seduce and keep her safe.

When an ice storm closes the roads and traps them in the middle of nowhere for the duration of the holidays. A marriage will be mended, but will it be too late with a killer on the loose.

 

 

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You Might Be A Christmas Pervert If…

Happy Sunday! Today is my day to play—I mean blog—here at the smuttalicious 69 Shades. Well, I guess playing and blogging are both right. After all, I’m here to blog…but I’m mostly going to play—with you. (gasps) I know you’re sitting there with a gobsmacked expression on your face. Me? Play? With anyone? Never! Okay, I’m full of sarcasm this morning. You better watch out. Or maybe, I should be the one watching out. Goodness knows I’m good at saying things that inevitably have me inserting my foot into my mouth. Let me tell you, gnawing on one’s shoe is gross. So hold on for a sec while I run and dump these fuzzy slippers in the closet.

Tick. Tock. Tick. Tock.

Alright, I’m back—barefoot and happy. Are you curious yet what kind of game I want to play? Do you have any guesses? (The Jeopardy! song plays.) Is that your final answer? Oops, that’s Who Wants to be a Millionaire. Ah well, you get the idea. So, do you know? Woohoo! You got it. You Might Be a Pervert If…Darn, you figured that pretty fast. I guess I’m getting predictable. I’ll have to work on that. New Year’s Resolution? Hmmm….the possibilities. Oh wait! That’ll be another blog, another day.

Back to the present rather than the future…We’re going to play You Might Be a Pervert If…with a twist. Today’s version is special. It’s my Christmas edition. What started this version of the game was a trip to the store. Of course, I thought of a few snarky lines. Then I hooked up on the phone with my friend, Tina. Getting us together is always trouble in the making. But anyway, the list grew longer. After that, we spiralled. Yep, like that hasn’t happened before. The next thing I know, we’re spouting off random non-store related criteria while laughing hysterically.

Since I love to share, almost as much as I love to laugh, I thought I would play with you too, 69ers! What do you think?

Ooh, you want to play. You’re a very brave cookie. Let’s go before you change your mind. Grab those Santa hats and we’ll rock and roll. Maybe the best Christmas Perv win…

  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…stocking stuffers make you think of teenage boys and socks. (I had to bring in the American Pie. After all, it’s a classic. Yeah right.)
  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…you lock onto the twink in twinkle lights which, in turn, makes you think of the really good gay porn video you recently watched. (Not that you were likely to forget. Good porn is hard to find.)
  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…these beaded garland reminds you of miniature anal beads. (These are doable. Right?)

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  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…you wonder which Christmas bow would look best around your neck—without anything else on? (Va-va-vom)
  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…fantasize about how good the velvet ribbon would feel against your skin when you’re tied spreadeagle to the bed. (So soft…)
  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…this ornament reminds you of last night’s sexcapades. (Butt plug, anyone?)

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Now here’s where we spiralled:

  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…you think the North Pole is the stripper pole on the north end of your local strip club. (Of course, the stripper’s name has to be Candy Cane.)
  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…you snicker at the line “Eight maids a-milking” while singing The 12 Days of Christmas. (Hello? Roleplay and Bondage. Now that’s real love.)
  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…Tiny Tim reminds you of an ex-boyfriend who never could keep you satisfied. (Sheesh, pencil erasers are bigger than him. And man, he didn’t even know how to use it. Let’s just say, he wasn’t a nice guy because he didn’t finish last, and he definitely didn’t make sure you finished first.)
  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…figgy pudding makes you think of Sophie Oak. (I mean this one in the most affectionate way. Love that Sophie.)
  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…you see a candelabra on your dining room table and think of wax play night at the BDSM club. (Oh the memories…)
  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…you stand under the mistletoe and ask, “Do I get to pick where I get that kiss?” (A little bit lower…lower…keep going…yeah! There! Oh yesssss.)
  • You might be a Christmas Pervert if…hearing Ho Ho Ho makes you look around for who they’re talking about. (A little curiosity never hurt anyone, except maybe the cat. Here kitty, kitty.)

Before you say it, I know I’m not right in the head, but it sure makes my life fun. Now I must go…write and have fun with the people in my head. Wow, that sounded so naughty. Then again, you know what I’m writing, and you are aware of the kind of fun the characters like to have. Wink, wink. Okay, okay. I’m really going to go. Hope you had a good time playing with me. Have a sexy, smutty, and all-around spectacular Sunday. Only sixteen days…until the big day!

Much love and lots of kisses,

-Mia

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Lucky 13 XXX-mas giveaway!

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How goes it, 69ers? I hope 2012 has been good to you. It’s that time of the year again when people sum up the past months and plan for future ones. For 2013.

I’ve always thought of thirteen as a lucky number. I got engaged on a thirteenth and on this very weekend, Hubby and I embark on our thirteenth year as a married couple. Hell yes I expect 2013 to be a good year!

Of course no one really knows what the future holds. So. My simple yes-or-no question to all of you is: If someone knew what 2013 has in store for you, would you want to know, whatever it was? Let us know in comments to be entered in the Lucky 13 XXX-mas giveaway! (Or if you can’t decide, just toss your name in the mojo bag. Yes, Comments.)

I’m giving away an Ellora’s Cave Romantica Publishing gift card for the amount of, you guessed it, $13. That gift card, if you hit the Vault, buys you up to thirteen (13!) ebooks. Or would you prefer a 2013 Alpha Cavemen Calendar and a more recent release? You decide, I provide.

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Naughty or nice, the contest is open to every adult on the planet. You have until December 22 to take part so if you came in late, you probably aren’t. I’ll announce the winner in my next post on December 23. Good luck!!

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have some celebrating to do. See you on the 23rd. Until then, 69ers! Muah.

(Calendar pic posted with kind permission from Ellora’s Cave. 2013 pic a free stock photo from 123RF.com.)

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White Christmas anyone?

Happy Holidays!

This is the time of year when they play all my favorite holiday movies, and I’ve got the TV on for every one I can find. And if one of the million cable channels (slight exaggeration) out there isn’t playing one of them, I’ll get it off Netflix. I’m traditional so a lot of my favorites are classic movies. There’s Jimmy Stewart in It’s a Wonderful Life. I practically know it line by line, but watching it one more time never hurts. Then there’s Bing Crosby and Danny Kay in White Christmas, with Rosemary Clooney singing Count Your Blessings. My DH is a softy and he loves that song. And what’s not to love about Miracle on 34th Street? Do you believe in Santa Claus? Another favorite that bears mentioning is A Christmas Story. It’s newer, from the 80s, and it’s hilarious, based on stories by Gene Shepherd. The lamp shaped like a lady’s leg can’t be missed, nor can the deranged Easter Bunny. Now you’re going to have to watch it to find out what I’m talking about! But I’m not the only one who knows and loves that movie. The neighbor around the corner from me actually has a lady’s leg lamp in his window! So I know he’s seen the movie!

I’ll leave you with an excerpt from my latest release, Invitation to Pleasure, Open Invitation, Book 1.

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Virginia sees herself as a three-time loser in marriage, so, for her fourth trip down the aisle, she chooses stability and companionship. And it’s working. Until she begins craving seduction from her new husband. When Brett uncovers the hidden wanton beneath Virginia’s elegant business suits, he plans on sending his wife an invitation to pleasure she simply can’t refuse.

Excerpt

Copyright 2012 Jasmine Haynes

He was on fire, aching with an unbearable need he couldn’t quench. But he didn’t touch himself. When he came, he wanted her to be watching.

For now, all he could do was clench a fist on the window’s sill and drink in the sight of her, the scent of her sweet come, the echo of her passion ringing in his ears.

She’d touched herself in every imaginable position. Her juices on the bed, coating her thighs, shimmering on her fingers.

He’d seen a lot of things, done a lot of things, but this was new. This was an abandon he’d never before witnessed, never before worshipped. She played her body like a maestro. She knew how to bring herself to the brink and not go off, how to keep herself rising and falling until the inevitable orgasm shot her into the heavens. He’d thought about taking her, shoving his cock deep inside her as she knelt before him on the bed. She’d teased every man in the room with that ass as she’d fucked herself with her fingers. Rules be damned, he’d almost gone in there and taken her. Earlier in the evening he might have done just that without a second thought.

The last half hour had changed his strategy. There was so much more beneath her elegant business suit than he’d imagined. So much passion he’d never dreamed she possessed. He would have that woman. He would give her unimaginable pleasure.

And that would take a foolproof plan to get her to reveal her inner self completely to him.

Brett Branoff eased back from the window, fading into the shadows along the wall, and left the room. When he’d decided to follow her, it was to find out why his serene, ladylike, not particularly sexual fiancé had chosen The Sex Club as the party place for her final unmarried night, a fact he’d inadvertently stumbled upon. He wasn’t a jealous man in the main, but he had to admit to a certain inexplicable tension riding him until he realized her rendezvous was with herself. Now, he wanted to learn more about Virginia’s deepest desires. She liked to watch. More, she liked to be watched, something that appealed to his sexual nature. He’d unearthed something so much more intriguing than he’d ever expected.

Tomorrow, he would make Virginia Hansen his wife.

Then he’d find a way to release the woman he’d discovered at The Sex Club.

So there’s your introduction to Virginia’s husband-to-be! Believe me, Brett has some very erotic things in mind for his bride. You can find Invitation to Pleasure on Kindle Kobo Nook Smashwords and All Romance. I plan on having Invitation to Passion, Book 3, out by Christmas. My DH is going to proof and format it for me! What a guy!!

Leave a comment about your favorite holiday movie (maybe I’ve missed something fabulous!) and I’ll enter you in the drawing for a copy of Invitation to Seduction, Open Invitation Book 1. Check back tomorrow and I’ll announce the winner.

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I also want to let everyone know that Revenge Sex, West Coast Book 1 is free for the holidays! I’m trying to price-match it on Amazon, but they haven’t dropped it to free yet. And hopefully by the end of the week, it will be up for free on Nook. In the meantime, you can find it on Kobo Smashwords All Romance and iBookstore.

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My Husband and I Have a Naughty Holiday Tradition! Share Yours for Your Chance at a Book!

The holidays aren’t complete until Kick and I have our Saturday afternoon outing plus Saturday evening alone. We call it, “Pizza and Toy Night,” and we’ve done it every year for the last twelve years.

We drive to our favorite pizza restaurant, a little place that has been around for decades, and order a large green olive, onion, extra cheese, half sausage (for Kick), on thin crust. Excuse me, my mouth is watering just thinking of it.

We order a pitcher of beer and sip on it and chat while enjoying the garish-but-charming holiday decorations. When the pizza comes, oh my gosh, it’s like a feeding frenzy! We eat until we’re stuffed, then have the waitress pack up the leftovers.

After letting everything settle, we’re still a little buzzed on beer, which is why the next phase of our tradition is so important. We walk a couple blocks to the adult toy/video store. Here’s where the fun turns naughty.

We look at all the new videos available, check out the how-to books, and have a giggle when I try on the newest in stripper shoes. Then we head into the toys and restraints section. Uh huh, very naughty! We each chose a new toy and an edible or wearable. By the time we’re done there, we’ve lost the beer buzz, but are completely juiced and in the mood.

The drive home is fast, followed by the best part of the day: the Saturday evening alone. Gosh, now my mouth is watering AND I’m really, really warm all over. Yee-haw! Aren’t holiday traditions just awesome?

Cowboy Jackpot Christmas 362 x 540

Cowboy Jackpot: Christmas Book Blurb: A lucky first kiss in front of a Las Vegas slot machine pays off big for bull rider Boone Hancock and New York college student Gigi Colberg-Staub. During the day they spend together as VIP guests of the casino, an intense attraction develops. Throughout the night they share in the big bed of the comped suite, hot, sensual moves ignite wild climaxes.

When Gigi receives a miscommunication, she believes Boone thinks of her as one-night buckle bunny. She confronts him, but Boone convinces himself it’s best for both of them if she goes on believing that, and he lets her walk out of his life. When he realizes his mistake, and then sees the sacrifice Gigi made for him, is it too late to win her back?

Excerpt: Wrapping his arms around her, Boone sat up and pulled Gigi back against his chest. His hands slid to her breasts. “I want you, baby.” He kissed her neck. “Want you to ride my cock.” 

As he tweaked her nipples, her body shivered and arched. 

“Mmm, yes.” She bent her knees and knelt on each side of his hips. 

Skimming his hands down her narrow waist, he lifted her until her pussy touched the tip of his twitching cock. 

She braced her hands on his knees and tipped her ass in a gorgeous display. Her hot, wet lips surrounded the head of his shaft. 

Boone’s balls tightened as flames seared deep in his belly. He had to hang on, cowboy up and give her a long, rowdy ride. But all he wanted to do was pump into her and release his cum. 

Gigi sat up, skimming her hands over her thighs in a move so seductive, he nearly shot over the top. 

Looking over her shoulder, her eyes dark and heavy lidded, she smiled as she grabbed her ass and spread her cheeks, sliding centimeter by agonizing centimeter down onto his throbbing cock. 

“Aw, baby.” His words barely more than a breath, his heart raced as air panted through his gritted teeth.

When she bit her lower lip and dropped fully onto him, he shouted a couple curses he couldn’t find the memory to remember.

Gigi moved, circled her hips, sliding his cock in amazing patterns that blasted flames up his spine.

His mind flared, wanting to enjoy this, but desperate for release.

Lifting herself, she pulled her sweet pussy nearly off him, then slid back down again, grinding her hips against his.

The pleasure ricocheted through him, heating his flesh, drawing beads of sweat to the surface. “I want you to fuck me, Gigi.” He reached for her hair, fisting it with a tug. “Fast and hard, like you can’t get enough of me.”

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Do you have any naughty holiday traditions? Leave a comment for your chance to win a book from my backlist.

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Cowboy Jackpot: Christmas is available in digital format at Smashwords and Amazon, and in paperback at Createspace and Amazon.



Wishing you lots of naughtiness this holiday season!
Randi “Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied”
RandiAlexander.com
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