Monthly Archives: April 2013

Welcome to the Smutters, Holly J Gill!

Wife and Mum of three living in England, work as a care assistant and love writing about intimacy and passion, with plenty of spice. In my spare time I enjoy reading, seeing friends and travelling around visiting Stately Homes and Castles. My first novel Desires contracted by Secret Cravings Publishers is out now and coming soon the second book in the series Touching Angel’s Desires.

Links to me:

Links to buy:
Amazon US Desires
Amazon UK Desires Holly J Gill and Nikki Blaise
Barnes And Noble

Desires blurb

Desires—a place where fantasies are made flesh and dreams become real. From BDSM to being a dog, Desires can provide it with bells on, if that’s your kink.

Stacie Clifford’s only desire is to regain her sexual confidence after her recent escape from an abusive marriage. She joins Desires looking for re-education in the joys of her body. There is only one condition; her contract states emotional attraction between tutor and student is forbidden. Stacie is fine with that; her heart is so battered she has no desire to give it to anyone else.

Then she meets her instructor, Dan. Instantly attracted, at first Stacie thinks it will help to make her sexually comfortable with him. But when she realises she is falling in love, she can’t tear herself away, contract or no. Stacie knows that, no matter how kind and caring Dan appears, he’s just doing his job. Can Stacie overcome her own Desires and walk away?

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Suddenly, she felt heavy breathing on her neckline, lips pressing gently on her flesh. Her heart began to race, butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Was some stranger touching her? Did she really want this? Was she ready? The lips pressed lightly against her naked neckline, and she felt a hand touching her shoulder. She turned her head frantically, to see Dan. Her dream boy had arrived. Suddenly, the room melted away. All she wanted was Dan.

She threw her arms around him and he captured her lips. His hands ran over her body, beneath the sheer babydoll. His touch ignited tiny fires on her skin. She removed her robe, Dan helping her as she tugged at the satin material. Their mouths remained fixed together, Stacie tasting all she could of him. Dan lowered her down onto the cushion she’d claimed and began to kiss her neck, adding flicks of licks from his tongue, before blowing on the wetness his tongue had left, sending tremors of excitement throughout her body. His body covered Stacie’s, his leg lapped over hers whilst his hand caressed her cheekbone. She held onto him tightly, putting her hand onto his naked back.

Stacie looked down—all he was wearing were his trunks. She closed her eyes, concentrating on the feelings he stirred in her as he kissed her shoulder, and ran his hand down to her stomach, which ached with desire. She trembled as he traced the curved top edge of the heart on her thong, but then his hand came back up to rest on her waist as his kisses went lower.

Stacie ran her hand up and down his back feeling his soft skin before deciding to take control. She rolled her body away from him. Dan sat up to look at her in surprise. She smiled and swung her leg over him to sit on his lap. She could feel his hard cock beneath his trunks pressing into her pussy. She glanced around. The smell of sex was thick in the air and sex was everywhere she looked. But far from disgusting her as it had before, it was turning her on. She pressed her hands flat on his chest and pushed, making him lie down on the large floor cushion as she straddled him. She bent over him and kissed him before trailing her lips over to nibble at his ear. He moaned and she felt it vibrate through his chest. He thrust his pelvis beneath her and she ground into him in answer.

Stacie kissed and licked down his chest, tasting the slight saltiness of his skin, not wanting to miss an inch. She licked around his nipples, feeling them pucker beneath her lips. He shuddered and hissed his breath in. She slid her body down his, moving down to his navel, dipping her tongue in then kissing down the fine trail of hair to the waistband of his trunks.

Dan’s hard throbbing cock was jerking inside his trunks, straining for release. Stacie kissed all around the area, deliberately avoiding the crucial area. He pushed up at her, evidently wanting her to pay some attention to his member. Stacie grinned, feeling empowered. She looked around the room full of panting, screwing people, feeling a sudden slight hesitation. Would he mind her getting his cock out here, in front of everyone? Don’t be silly, Stacie, she admonished herself. He works here. He’s surely done it before.

Nonetheless she watched his face as she began tugging on his trunks, just in case. He simply raised his buttocks up, allowing her access. Stacie pulled his undergarment down revealing his cock, stiff and huge. She came back up, kissing along his inner thigh, until arriving at his genital area. Again, she deliberately avoided his penis, wanting him to enjoy the anticipation. She kissed all the way round his genitals. Above her, she could hear him groaning and feel him attempting to grab her head, but she managed to avoid him. She wasn’t going to let him to have any control. She licked and teased him as his cock bounced and thrust.

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Playing for Real – a new Paolo’s Playhouse story

I’m thrilled to announce I just contracted book #5 in my Paolo’s Playhouse series with Samhain. The four Paolo’s Playhouse stories feature different couples at a crossroads in their relationship and what happens they book a playroom at Paolo’s Playhouse, an exclusive fantasy sex club. In book #4, Plaything, Paolo and Julianne meet for the first time and I had requests from readers – and from my editor – for a longer story with Paolo and Julianne. I was happy to give it to them.



Playing for Real starts after they meet at the Playhouse and gives them a hot and emotional ride to their happy ending. Here is a rough blurb so you have a taste of the story to come:

Dominant Paolo Mancini wants to settle down into a committed relationship with a submissive he can love and care for. After a failed marriage and a string of short-term relationships, he’s pretty much given up on finding the perfect woman. Then Julianne Barnes comes to his playhouse for one night of bondage sex and she blows him away with her beauty and sass and bravery. He thinks he may have found the sub he’s been looking for. He yearns to show her how to weave bondage and submission into her life, and hopefully into his.

Julianne has always fantasized about soft ropes and dark blindfolds and strong fingers wrapped around her wrists. But just because she craves bondage doesn’t mean she wants to submit to a man in her “real” life. She’s a successful businesswoman and can take care of herself. But Paolo is so sexy, so seductive, she quickly finds herself under his spell. Soon, just hearing his lyrical voice, that silky tone with the steel beneath, makes her sex clench and her soul submit.

But while Julianne tries to keep her time with the sexy Italian separate from the rest of her life, Paolo is determined to show her, through play sessions and dinner dates, that he’s playing for real.

I’m looking forward to sharing the cover and release date as soon as they become available. I love these characters and I think  the scenes in this book are some of the hottest I’ve ever written. I can’t wait to share 🙂




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Seven Sexy Words for Saturday

In the heat of passion, these sexy words will always fuel the fire:


Did I miss any?


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Welcome Guest Blogger Lucy Felthouse!

Several Shades of Smut by Lucy Felthouse

It didn’t take me long to think of a topic for this blog – the title helped me immensely! This is 69 Shades of Smut, and I’m offering several shades of smut, five, to be precise.

What on earth am I talking about, you wonder? Well, I’m talking about the Smut anthologies that were brainstormed by Victoria Blisse and her husband, Kevin Mitnik. It must be over a year ago now that they asked me to come on board and co-edit anthologies with Victoria, and of course I said yes. How could I refuse such an awesome opportunity? And it’s really fun, too.

We started with Smut by the Sea, an anthology of seaside-themed erotica, which has been incredibly well received. Quickly afterwards, Smut in the City was released. I’m sure you’ve guessed the theme. 😉

This year, we released Smut Alfresco, outdoors-themed smut. In the meantime, Kevin Mitnik decided to edit his own Smut anthology, and put together perhaps the most hotly-anticipated book of them all – Smut for Chocoholics.

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By the time this blog post is released, Smut by the Sea Volume 2 should be on the digital shelves, well in advance of the real-life event of the same name organised by Victoria Blisse and Kevin Mitnik. It’s going to be a book launch and a generally smutty party rolled into one. You can find more info at

Understandably, after all that, we’re having a little breather before releasing any more anthologies (after the charity anthology we’re putting together for Coming Together, that is!). We’ve plenty of ideas in the pipeline, though.

In a slight change of editors, I’m also going to be working with Kevin Mitnik to edit a lesbian anthology which will also be part of the Smut family. Smut in the City – Sapphic Edition is looking for stories, with a deadline of 1st January 2014. All the details are here:

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So, as you can see, I’ve been pretty damn busy over the last twelve months or so, getting lots of smut out into the world. Needless to say, I love my job!

And before I go, here’s a snippet from Smut by the Sea Volume 1:

The thrum of anticipation had been rushing through my body ever since we’d set off that morning. By the time we passed the sign welcoming us to Hunstanton and made our way into the long stay car park, I was almost delirious with excitement. The worst part was, I had to hide it from my friends.

As far as Sophia and Chloe were concerned, we’d just come for a nice, fun, girly day out at the seaside. They had no idea about my ulterior motive. And I didn’t intend to tell them. Until afterwards, maybe. I didn’t want to risk them ruining my master plan, or trying to talk me out of it.

So far, it seemed like everything was on our side. The traffic had been light, we’d got a parking space with no trouble, and the sun was shining. It was a perfect day, and I had every intention of putting a cherry on top of all that perfection. A very sexy cherry.

Sophia parked the car, then hopped out to go and get a parking ticket. Chloe and I got out too, stretching our limbs after being cooped up in the car for a couple of hours.

“So,” I said, tilting my head back to catch the rays of the sun on my face, “what’s the plan then?”

“I dunno,” Chloe replied. “I’ve never been here before, you have. What do you suggest?”

“Well, there’s the beach, obviously. There are amusement arcades, mini-golf, the Sealife Centre, a few shops, the old village…”
I deliberately didn’t mention the funfair. That was my destination, and I wanted to go alone.

Sophia rejoined us and put the ticket in the windscreen of the car. “Got everything, girls?”

Chloe and I nodded, and she checked for valuables before locking the doors. “So, do we know what we’re doing yet? I guess we’ll be led by you, Abigail, since you’ve been here before. Did you say you’d visited with your parents, or something?”

I moved away from the car and started to walk down towards the seafront, though purposely leading the girls in the opposite direction to the funfair. They followed without question.

I nodded. “Yeah. We used to come here all the time for family holidays when I was younger, but now we mostly come on day trips. We last came a month or so ago. I was just telling Chloe what there is to do. There’s the beach, amusement arcades, mini-golf, the Sealife Centre, a few shops, the old village…”

“Ooh,” Sophia said, doing a little jump, “I love mini-golf! Do you fancy a game of that before it gets too hot, then we’ll go from there?”
Chloe nodded her agreement, and I said, “I’ll take you there, ladies, but I can’t play.”

“Why the hell not?” Sophia asked. “It doesn’t matter if you’re crap. I’m crap at it too, it’s just a laugh.”

“No, it’s got nothing to do with being crap, Soph. I have a bad back and swinging a club around and doing all that bending is just going to make it worse.”

It was a blatant lie of course. There wasn’t a thing wrong with my back, and I was actually a little gutted not to be having a go on the best mini-golf course I’d ever played on, but missing out was a necessary evil if I was to go through with my devious plan. If it came off, then the result would be a great deal more fun than a round of mini-golf, anyway.

Happy Reading!
Lucy x
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Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over seventy publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include Best Bondage Erotica 2012 and 2013, and Best Women’s Erotica 2013. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies. She owns Erotica For All, and is book editor for Cliterati. Find out more at Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at:

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Secrets, Lies, and Safe Promises

Today I celebrate twenty years of marriage. Before you offer congratulations and accolades, things haven’t been great over the last few months, In fact they’ve been tense and though we’re seeking counseling we still live apart.

I’m not looking for sympathy and not even sure why I’m giving you a glimpse into something so personal, but I’ll see if I can tie it into a theme from my latest release. 🙂 Breakdowns in relationships can occur because of the choices we make. If we allow negative emotions to fester and rot and never deal with them, or choose not to communicate our feelings and desires, or worse if one person chooses to keep secrets.

That’s what Zee chooses to do in Safe Promises. She’s a woman with a secret and she’ll go to any lengths to keep that secret even if it means losing the only man who could ever love and accept her for her.

That type of love is priceless, some would say it only exists within the pages of romance novels, but it IS real otherwise, we authors wouldn’t write about it. I know it’s real, because it stares me in the face everyday. Though things look bleak right now for me and my romance hero, I believe in a one true love and maybe, just maybe we’ll get that fairytale ending we both so richly deserve.

Zee was a woman of her word, but honoring her promise to a dead man was proving more and more difficult. And keeping secrets from Miles, the sexy sheriff, a man who ignites her passion and fulfills her every fantasy, only leads to more friction in their already volatile relationship.

Miles knows Zee is hiding something from him and it has everything to do with his missing fugitive. He can’t allow his personal feelings or his relationship with Zee prevent him from doing his job. After all, it’s his reputation on the line, his heart will heal. Or will it?



At the moment, she was pretty sure the man in question was still observing the house, but for Miles’ benefit, she allowed relief to sag her shoulders. Despite her role in everything, she couldn’t live with herself if Kyle did anything to hurt her sister Na’arah again. The first time it had been touch and go when Kyle nearly drowned her, and now that Na’arah was seven months pregnant…

Zee chewed her bottom lip. If only she hadn’t made that promise to Auggie.

“What are you keeping from me, Zemira?”

Her nipples tightened further and she sucked in a breath. The man missed nothing. Some of her guilt must have shown on her face. She swallowed and met his gaze, barely able to resist flinching beneath his scrutiny.

He crooked a finger.

She obliged him by stepping down one stair.

A half smile teased his lips.

Did he really think she was just going to jump in his arms? She wasn’t that easy.

He mounted the first step and even then, he rose above her by a good three inches. She was forced to tilt her head to maintain eye contact.

“You will tell me what you’re keeping from me.”

She lifted a hand and traced the buttons on his shirt, releasing each one as she went. “I tell you what you need to know, Miles.”

His hand closed over her wrist and he pinned her with that penetrating gaze of his. This time she did flinch. A girl could withstand just so much.

“Tell me. Are you wearing any panties beneath that tight short skirt?”

In answer, she grabbed his hand and shoved it beneath her skirt. “What do you think?”

His eyes widened at her boldness. She smirked. He should know better than to ask her questions like that.

“Still a bawdy little minx, I see.” He stroked her swollen lips dragging her honey to the half-hidden bundle of nerves.

She sucked in a breath as lightning quickened in her veins. Her grip tightened on the banister. He plunged two fingers into her welcoming channel, thrusting in and out. Her hips moved of their own volition. She moistened her lips with a quick dart of her tongue.

“That’s how you like me.”

He withdrew his fingers and brought them to his mouth. “Some days.”

A chuckle escaped her throat. “The feeling is mutual.” She tugged down the hem of her skirt, moved to step down and Miles threw an arm out, his hand grasped the rail just below hers, blocking her path. She fought down mild annoyance. “I have somewhere to be.”

The clock in the hall chimed eight bells. “And where is that?”

She chose her words carefully. “I have a tattoo I need to fill in and this is the only time he has free.” If Miles suspected for one moment she wasn’t being entirely truthful, he’d never let her leave or worse demand to know what she was doing.



All Romance

 Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Romantic

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“You Might Be A Pervert If…” Grumpy Edition

Hi 69ers! I woke up grumpy today. Since I had no good reason for acting like one of the Seven Dwarfs, I decided that a little pick me up was in order. What do I do, you ask? I do what I always do when I’m in a foul mood. I play You Might Be a Pervert If…

Now as some of you may know—I like to share. After all, I do write ménages. So I figured you might want to play too!

Get Ready…

Get Set…

And Let The Game Begin!

You might be a pervert if…your favorite drink is Kinky vodka, even though you’ve never tasted it because you hate mango, blood orange, passion fruit, and vodka.

You might be a pervert if…you love to play naughty Mad Libs like these:

“A Rough Day”

It all started when I awoke with a horny pain in my cock. Then, my call girl was late. We got fucked in traffic for 69 minutes, which made me naughty for my meeting with Ryan Gosling. I apologized roughly to him, which seemed to make things wicked again. But then the meeting turned into vibrators, with him blowing and biting. I sucked when he licked off. On the way home, we passed a dildo on a butt plug. Suddenly the dildo nibbled in the road and my call girl had to boink to avoid it. In the process, I was kissed from the sex shop, landing on my pussy. I was covered in lube from ass to balls. Could this day get any more luscious? My call girl screwed me back into the sex shop, and we made our way back to the nipple clamps. I went straight to Kinky, Kansas. I was lusty!


“Betcha Can’t Taste the Difference”

Compare our Honey Erotic Romance Novel Toasty O’s to Honey Erotic Romance Novel Lucky Charms Cereal. You’ll moan the taste, and you’ll moan the price.

Porn-O-Meal Bowl cereals are not only salacious, they’re the best story in the cereal aisle. Compare Porn-O-Meal cereals with the groaning box brands, and you’ll see they contain all of the same whips and chains. We use only high quality handcuffs, too, so you can fuck on the sexy cock ring and scorching crop in every bowl.

Make the delicious choice with Porn-O-Meal cereals. For sexy cock ring, scorching crop, and a decadent price, it’s in the bowl!


You might be a pervert if…this sex toy has a special meaning to you. (Louisville Slugger, that’s all I’m saying.)

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You might be a pervert if…you see this in a local liquor store and laugh so hard you snort. (In the voice of Dory from Finding Nemo: “Just Keep swimming. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming…”)

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You might be a pervert if…your favorite Bond movie is Octopussy. (Did I mention that you haven’t seen it—or any other James Bond movie—like ever?)

You might be a pervert if…if you watch porn on your smartphone because you have no Internet connection. (Hehehe. A girl has to do what a girl has to do)

You might be a pervert if…you were the only person laughing out loud in the theater while watching Wreck It Ralph.

  • Seriously? A fundgeon? Boy, I want to see the adult version of the ‘fun dungeon.’ (Whips, chains, and handcuffs, oh my!)
  • Holy guacamole! King Candy wants someone to milk his duds. (Not even for money, big boy.)
  • And Sheesh, there’s a character based around a Maraschino Cherry who’s named Jubileena Bang-Bang. Oh, scratch that. It sounded like Bang-Bang. But it is technically Bing-Bing. (My bad.)

You might be a pervert if…”Consider it hammered” doesn’t have the same meaning to you as it does to Pat from Handy Manny.

You might be a pervert if…you hear about the Bunny Bot 3000. But naturally, you assume it’s the vibe to end all vibes. Only it isn’t. The Bunny Bot 3000 is a toy on the Disney show, Jesse. (Oopsie. Glad I didn’t buy that one. Talk about a surprise.)

You might be a pervert if…you can’t drive by the Quaker, Steak, and Lube without a lewd remark. (Come on, Quaker, Steak, and Lube is just too good to pass up.)

You might be a pervert if…the Easy button makes you wistful for high school. (No, I don’t meet this one. I was a good girl back then. Now stop laughing! I’m serious. I was sweet and innocent…for a while. But that hubby of mine had to go and pervert me. Damn, I knew I loved him.)

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Love and cherries,


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Spring Break!

Randi’s picture of Pensacola Beach got me going because I just returned from a fabulous vacation in Daytona Beach, Florida. What better place to spend Spring Break! I have to admit, though, that coming from California, I’m not quite used to the humidity. And oddly enough, the hottest days were the thunderstorm days! See, that’s another thing I’m not used to; when it’s cloudy and raining, it’s usually cold, too. But wow, those Florida storms with all that thunder and lightning were awesome to watch!

We had a condo in a beachfront resort. Here’s a sunrise from our balcony. Imagine waking up to this every morning!

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Okay, I admit I’ve got a ton of sunrise pictures, so here’s one in which I caught the pelicans gliding along the water.

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I love rising early for a walk along the beach. We managed to keep up our 10 miles per day; it was pretty darn easy when we had such great views!

Of course, being in Florida, we had to go to Disney World. It reminded me of my high school senior trip when we went to Disneyland. Disney World was quadruple the fun, such an amazing place. Here’s a photo of the Magic Kingdom from the ferry.

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I’d say my favorite place had to be St. Augustine. It’s the oldest continuously occupied European-established city in the continental US. Tons of history there. Everything was so quaint. Here’s a pic of our Norwegian relatives, Line and Baard, and my DH in front of a picturesque old water wheel.

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I enjoyed the city so much that you should look for St Augustine as a locale in my next West Coast novel coming out this summer!

So what did you do for Spring Break? I hope it was something fun!

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Does This Mean I Can Put “Award Winning Author” in Front of My Name?

Imagine my excitement when I learned that not only did my book land in first place in the Novella category of a contest, but I tied for first place with one of my favorite authors.

Cowboy Jackpot: Christmas tied for first place in the Gulf Coast Chapter Romance Writers of America Silken Sands Self-Published Star Contest. I love this contest because it promotes the indie authors who create quality published works.

I also love the Silken Sands Writers Conference that takes place on the beach in Florida every other spring. I’ve been twice, and I’m looking forward to attending again next year.


Okay, sorry, I got lost there for a minute, dreaming about Pensacola Beach.

Yesterday when I received a congratulatory e-mail from the contest coordinator, I truly didn’t expect to click on the link to find my name as a 1st place winner. I was ridiculously thrilled, but even more so when I saw that the book that tied with mine for 1st place was written by the amazing Opal Carew. Wow!

She’s been a must-read of mine for years, and I adore her writing style and her imaginative story plots. I’m honored to be sharing the win with Ms. Carew.

The prizes for the contest are a Starfish Award, and my cover in an ad in the Romance Writers Report magazine. Now for the big question – can I put the words “Award Winning Author” in front of my name without blushing too much?

Congratulations to all the winners and finalists in the contest. I look forward to reading your stories.

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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. As they celebrate their win, an intense attraction develops, and they spend a hot, sensual night in each other’s arms. When Boone inadvertently reveals his true objective, Gigi walks out of his life. Boone quickly recognizes his mistake and acknowledges his deep feelings for her. He’s willing to take a chance on love, but is it too late to win her back?

Read the first chapter HERE

Happy Friday!
“Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied”
-Cowboy Jackpot: St. Patrick’s Day is available in digital format at Smashwords, Amazon, and Barnes & Noble and in paperback at Createspace, Amazon, and Barnes & Noble.
-Cowboy Jackpot: Valentine’s Day is available in digital format at Smashwords, Amazon and Barnes & Noble and in paperback at Createspace, Amazon and Barnes & Noble.
-Cowboy Jackpot: Christmas is available in digital format at Smashwords, Amazon and Barnes & Noble and in paperback at Createspace, Amazon and Barnes & Noble.
-Turn Up the Heat, Chase and Seduction, and Her Cowboy Stud are available at The Wild Rose Press, Amazon and Barnes & Noble
-Cowboy Bad Boys is available in digital format at Smashwords, Amazon and Barnes & Noble in paperback from Createspace and Amazon
-Cowboy Lust is available in paperback and digital format at Amazon and Barnes & Noble

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5 Minutes in the Closet with Em Petrova–Country Smut Edition

Howdy, friends and readers! I’ve been doing some major boot-knocking with some hunky cowboys lately. Western romance is just one of several genres of erotic romance I write. I have a collection of gritty loggers, blazing-hot firemen, and pirates to name a few. Finding time to write is a challenge with four kids and a busy schedule. However, I make it a priority in my life. If I don’t get my writing fix, you don’t want to be around me or even risk a Facebook message LOL.

Like everything that’s important in life, I write first and let the promotional work/dishes/Mt. St. Laundry/marketing jobs take second place. Here’s a few books I’ve been busy with recently. (Aren’t you glad I put writing first? Now you get to drool over these sexy hunks on the covers!)

First I had a cowboy menage HARD RIDIN’ release in February.

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Then I released a steaming reunion story featuring a hardened cowboy, his ex, and a truck stuck in the mud. DALLAS NIGHTS is available on Amazon, All Romance Ebooks, and Barnes and Noble.

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While writing DALLAS NIGHTS, a delicious bull rider barraged my muse with crooked smiles and witty dialogue. Look for SLICK RIDER by the end of April.

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The working man with common problems just does it for me and so many other readers. I love getting tangled up with dusty, passionate heroes and the heroines who fall for them. As a country girl, I get sucked in by down-to-earth country boys. Even hunky orthodontists with a rural practice. Confession–I have a secret crush on my daughter’s orthodontist who always looks at me a beat too long and blushes to the roots of his hair. As I couldn’t exactly fulfill that fantasy of getting together with him, I opted to write a story featuring a hunky ortho who happens to be a Dom. *grin* LIP LOCK is available for pre-order! Woot!

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So many drool-worthy heroes to look at above. Which is your favorite? Thanks for stopping by for 5 minutes with me. *Mwah!*

Em Petrova
~where words mean so much more~

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Coming to you from the top of a mountain.

Yes, my phone calendar went off today letting me know I was supposed to be blogging here today. It was a nice reminder, only problem is that I’m in the middle of nowhere, in the mountains with no internet. So I drove my snowmobile to the top of a mountain where I can get good 3G service on my phone to post this blog. Because I love you all that much. I don’t have much time and it’s a little chilly, so I’m going to leave you with some pics of my ‘office’ for this week, but I’ll be back agin soon. Hopefully with sexy excerpts from new releases.

my phone booth

The veiw from my office….

making tracks

And having a little fun.

Hope you all have an amazing week!

Sky Robinson


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