Monthly Archives: January 2014

@amgriffinbooks #LovingDangerously Cover Reveal

Dangerously His

It’s about that time that I show you all the next sexy cover for my #LovingDangerously series. As always, the cover gods have blessed me with a sexy man with equally sexy abs. Let’s all give thanks to the EC cover gods.

I wouldn’t share the cover without giving you a little taste of what’s inside:

Justin Blake a.k.a JB has never wanted anything or anyone so badly in his life. Saia Xochis is
the perfect female for him. She wants him just as much as he wants her. The
problem? She’s expected to bond with a warrior king who loves war just as much
as he loves gold. The other problem? She’s Taio’s little sister.

But since when has the possibility of death and dismemberment ever stopped him before?

If you haven’t read the other three books in the series feel free to pick them up!


Dangerously Mine on Kindle

Dangerously Yours

Dangerously Yours on Kindle

Dangerously Hers

Dangerously Hers on Kindle

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New Release: Stately Pleasures by Lucy Felthouse

Hi everyone,

Happy New Year! Hope you all had a fantastic Christmas and New Year. I did, and now I’m back to normal work wise and spreading the word about my new releases, which includes my debut novel! Yes, Stately Pleasures, my M/F/M BDSM erotic romance is out now – I’m so excited!

Stately PleasuresHere’s the blurb:

Alice Brown has just landed her dream job. Property manager at Davenport Manor, a British stately home. It’s only a nine-month contract to cover maternity leave, but it’s the boost up the career ladder she so desperately needs.

Unfortunately, things don’t get off to the best start, when Alice finds her boss, Jeremy Davenport, in a compromising position. Far from being embarrassed by what’s happened, Jeremy turns things around on Alice and makes her out to be the one in the wrong. So when he and his best friend and head of security, Ethan Hayes, then throw an ultimatum at her, she’s so stunned and confused that she goes along with their indecent proposal.

When the dust settles and Alice has time to think about things, though, she realises that perhaps it isn’t such a bad thing. There are worse things she could be doing to advance her career, after all.

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I hope you’ll check out my debut novel – I’ll be happy if readers enjoy it even half as much as I did writing it 🙂

Happy Reading,

Lucy x


Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over eighty publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women’s Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. 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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Guest Author – Afton Locke!

Stripper With Spice


Thank you for hosting me today. I’m excited to talk about the spice PARSLEY, and my latest release, Stripper With Spice, a contemporary erotic romance.

Passionate Parsley

Remember parsley, the garnish you used to find on every plate when you ate out? Today, garnishes vary from restaurant to restaurant, but when I was a kid, it was a staple. I wasn’t very interested in food those days, so I used to play with the parsley, twirling it in my fingers and pretending it was a tree. I even nibbled on it, intrigued by the strange, bitter taste.

The Romans used to use it in garlands for athletes. Not a bad idea. The vivid green would be a nice visual contrast to the bloody gore of the gladiator arena. Today, I enjoy various forms of exercise and work out regularly each week to try to keep in shape. It’s a nice break from all the computer work I do. In school, however, I hated sports and dreaded gym class: the running, the ridicule at my less-than-stellar abilities, the smell of sweat, and the ugly uniforms. Need I say more? The closest I ever came to dating an athlete was in college where I got together with a former high school football player. One day, he decided I should give up dessert, so he gave me a container of “healthy” muffins. Instead of sugar, they contained various fruity globs that reminded me of a fruitcake gone wrong. Are you kidding me? Give up real dessert and, God forbid, chocolate? No, not for any man.

Now that I’m grown up, I’m much more interested in hard male bodies than parsley. Like my peers, I drool over sexy pictures on Facebook. The bigger the biceps and the deeper the contours of the six-pack abs, the more we squirm in our seats. What we may not realize is how much work and discipline goes into those bodies. Diet is key too. For instance, did you know that eating too much salt can wash out a set of abs faster than a wave over a sand castle?

In my story, Janice gets a close-up glimpse of Carlos’s dedication to being in shape. She even sweats it out with him one night at the gym. Working out isn’t so bad when the reward is a romp in the shower afterward, but sometimes physical attraction isn’t enough. Carlos and Janice have a few things to work out in their minds and hearts first.


Stripper With Spice

Publisher:  Ellora’s Cave Publishing
Release Date:  10 January 2014
eBook ISBN #:  978-14199-49050
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Getting back on her feet after unemployment, Janice treats herself to an erotic-romance convention. After winning a two-hour fantasy date with Carlos Aguilar, a young stripper, she decides to have a one-time fantasy fling.

When Carlos entices her back to the bedroom—and a few public places—for more sizzling sex, he unleashes her passions, including a secret desire to be a chef. Janice learns there’s more to this heartthrob than a hot body, but job security comes first.

To convince her he’s more than a fantasy, Carlos teaches her trust with his body. But when that trust is finally tested to the limit, she’ll be torn between clinging to safety and taking a chance on a whole new life.

Excerpt (explicit)

Stripper With Spice – Copyright © AFTON LOCKE, 2014 – All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

I chose you.

He looks and sounds so serious and honest, how can I not be completely convinced? His words echo inside my head as he grips both sides of my face and lowers his mouth to mine in slow motion. The thrill bubbles return to my bloodstream as if the elevator cable has just snapped, dropping us to the basement.

Unlike last night’s, this kiss is slow and full of promise. He samples my mouth as if we have all the time in the world. A flash of mint-flavored tongue pierces my soul, tearing a moan from my throat. With one hand still on the button, I raise my other to his shoulder. Feeling the bare, hot skin there fuels my desire, pushing me dangerously close to the edge of self-control.

“Do you want this as much as I do, Janice?”

God, yes. I need more…all of you.

I reply by sliding my hand across the tiger-striped fabric over his back. The warm satin, with muscles moving under it, is just as sexy as bare skin. His hips dance against mine—rubbing, thrusting and teasing. My fingers move to the worn waistband of his jeans at his side, wanting to pull them off. My body throbs, needing him as I’ve never needed anything before.

When he pulls my finger off the close-door button, the door opens to reveal an annoyed looking family of five waiting to get on. The parents, obviously noticing Carlos’ wild vest and our heavy breathing, exchange a disgusted look.

Carlos takes my hand and leads me off the elevator. My heart races as we walk down the corridor. Luckily, the carpet absorbs the trembling in my legs so it doesn’t make a sound.

He stops at one of the doors. I fixate on the way he slides his keycard from his back pocket and inserts it into the door reader. It’s something I’ve done myself a million times without thinking, but this is different. This is foreplay.

The door responds with a little click and a flashing green light. I guess we just got the green light for wild, hot sex. My heart accelerates even more. If it goes any faster, he’ll have to call a paramedic. I can read the headline now.

Boring financial analyst dies from anticipating sex with a hot cover model.

I check my watch. Fifteen minutes have passed.

“We still have plenty of time.” He ushers me inside and closes the door behind me.

The room is completely dark because the drapes are drawn. It’s as if we’ve entered a private cave, hidden from the world. This is it, I think as Carlos flips on a dim lamp. We’re really going to do this. We’re going to have sex.

“Come in and make yourself comfortable,” he says.

I stay where I am but gaze around the room, noticing with approval how neat he is. His clothes hang in the closet and his toiletries are laid out on one corner of the sink. The smoky-brown bottle probably contains the mysterious mesquite scent. I wish he were a slob so I could tell myself it would never work between us.

It doesn’t take long for my attention to stumble across the centerpiece of the room, the large bed. Is it another stage? Is the perfectly pressed red cover the curtain? Unlike the platforms we shared for the photo shoot and lap dance, this one is completely private.

What if he doesn’t like my performance?


Coming Soon

Rock My Boat

Workaholic CEO Rhonda Simms embarks on a Caribbean cruise to create an ad campaign for a big maritime freight client. She finds it impossible to concentrate, however, when Simon Mann, a blue marlin shifter, sets his sights on her. From a private, hands-on safety briefing to a wild ride in the ocean, he rocks her ordered world.

Simon drowned years ago in a shipwreck caused by Rhonda’s client, and he’ll do anything to be a normal man again. As his mate, Rhonda is the only person who can help him.

Tired of being so responsible, Rhonda is ready to let loose with a shipboard fling. Mating with Simon could cost a lot more than her virginity, however. Will she stick to her present course or will she let this sexy alpha rock her boat?

This story will be part of the Tall, Dark & Alpha boxed set, which will release 10 March 2014.



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This post is part of the Stripper With Spice Blog Tour.

The grand prize for the tour is the winner’s choice of a wall-mountable black scroll spice rack or The Spice Lover’s Guide to Herbs and Spices book (U.S. shipping address only).

To be eligible, COMMENT on this post. The comment MUST relate to the spice I’m posting about in at least ONE of these ways:

1) How you cook with it or use it in food OR

2) How you use it as a natural remedy OR

3) How it reminds you of a particular man or intimate encounter


The tour winner will be announced at on January 18th.


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Welcome 2014

Just ten days into the New Year and it’s already been a wild ride. Sub zero temperatures, muses that won’t be quiet and a story that seems to write itself.

One of my favorite things to do while writing is to play the television or listen to music. There’s something about the background noise that gets the ideas and sentences flowing. Not everyone is wired that way, but when I can’t focus those two things really get me going. Although when I write late at night or early in the  morning, silence is golden. There’s something about listening to the sounds of the house that provide its own brand of inspiration.

With all the snow we’ve had in Michigan lately it’s been rather wonderful to snap photos and describe what I see for my current work in progress. Most of the time my stories are set in the spring, summer or fall, but every now and then the beauty of snow has to be told.

Yes I love the snow, I’m just not too fond of the cold that seems to tag along. So if anyone knows how to give me snow without the frigid temps, please share.

How is your 2014 shaping up?

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Warm Up With A Spicy Hot Excerpt From Spy Games: Trained for Seduction

Goodness gracious, it’s cold. I went out tonight and the car said it was 24 degrees (it lied) but I had a short celebration before it righted itself and proclaimed it 16 degrees, which is–sadly–the warmest it’s been all week. I’d go get you some cocoa to warm you up but seeing this is a blog…well, it’s not going to work. However, I can offer you a hot excerpt from one of my books to get your blood rushing and your heart racing again.

Spy Games: Trained for Seduction takes place in the summer, and ends in early fall. I’m not a summer person, but at this point, I’d do about anything to be warm again. This excerpt is one of my favorites because it’s just kinky hot fun. Don’t get me wrong–this book has plenty of sex that’s tender and sweet, or dark and dangerous. I love using a sex scene to develop characters, show their flaws, show their growth (and not just the dirty kind of growth…he he he!) And this one actually does start to show a shift in Chase’s character, but it’s hard to see that out of context.

Dominance is a big part of Chase’s world. When he’s stressed, he needs to control situations and people and eventually it filters down to the sex. He flirts with dominance over Kate, telling himself it’s part of his job to prepare her to be a better spy. But down deep, he knows trouble is brewing. This sex scene is the first where he truly begins to show his dominant side.

So…ready for a excerpt better than a shot of whiskey on a cold winter’s night? Here you go!


Spicy hot excerpt from Spy Games: Trained for Seduction

“I need entertainment,” Chase said as he began running on the treadmill late that Friday evening.

Kate shifted in her chair. She’d already run fifteen miles, so he graciously allowed her to sit this one out. She loved watching him run, though. His long legs flexed gracefully, each step fluid. She wished he’d run without a shirt, as she loved that best, his abs rippled and hard, his shoulder and chest muscles sculpted.

“I’ll put in a movie,” she offered, though she’d rather just sit and watch him pound out his miles, his skin a little damp already, glistening like when he fucked her hard.

“Boring.” He fixed his suddenly predatory gaze on her, his deep brown eyes glittering with purpose. “I want you to masturbate for me.”

“I’m not doing that,” Kate snapped, but her breathing increased as she shifted in the chair. Shocks of pleasure radiated from her core at the mere thought of him watching. Yes, she’d fingered herself for him before, but he’d been deep inside her. She wasn’t… solo.

“Take the chair over there.” Chase pointed a little way from the treadmill. “If you want to go get your vibrator or something fun, go ahead.”

“I’m not doing that.” Embarrassment flooded her cheeks, heating them.

“Then I won’t fuck you later.”

“Maybe I don’t want you to.”

He frowned at her challenge, his lips firm in disapproval. “I think you do. If I came over there and shoved my hand down your pants, you’d be wet already, wouldn’t you.”

Damn him, yes, her fingers itched to sink into her shorts and take care of the need he’d started with his naughty suggestion. But then he’d get what he wanted, wouldn’t he?

“Are you wet for me, Kate?”

She licked her bottom lip, unable to speak.

He shook his head. “Don’t make me get off this treadmill to prove my point. You’ll be very sorry. Very.”

The boss voice always made her wetter. Her need to please him made her hotter. She closed her eyes and whispered, “Yes.”

“Yes, what?”

“Yes, I’m wet.” She bit back a moan and more juices flowed, her panties drenched, the moisture flowing down to the crack of her ass.

“Show me.”

Blurb for Spy Games: Trained for Seduction (Book 1 Spy Games Series) 

**RomCon Reader’s Crown finalist 2013!(m/f/m)Emma Walters didn’t choose to be a spy, but when her crazy father was caught selling bombs to the wrong people, she was given a choice–become a spy or rot in jail. Her exciting new life as agent Kate Wells becomes more so when she discovers her new boss is the agent–undercover and investigating her father at the time–who took her to third base. Emma is already half in love with the dark and dangerous Chase Sanders. Kate wants nothing more than for him to finish what he started, but he’s the devil incarnate. And one doesn’t make deals or fall in love with the devil.

If someone had told Chase he’d fall in love with a certain virgin when he was on his last mission, he would have shot them dead, sniper style. She was nothing more than collateral damage, damn it. But watching the sexy new spy morph into a bombshell killing machine is too much to bear. So when the powers that be command him to train her in the art of seduction for her first–and possibly last–mission, he’s scared witless. Making love to Kate means preparing her for sex with another man. Somehow, Chase has to find a way to get Kate in–and out–of her mission without dying. And without falling in love.

Contains: Explicit and graphic sex, light bondage, light BDSM, anal sex, sex toys, m/f/m, a hot, dominating spy boss and a spunky, bomb-making heroine.

Approx: 354 pages

Available in e-book or print
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Are we ready for Valentine’s Day!?

Happy New Year to everyone!

And wow, Jan 6 is here, and last night was the premiere of Downton Abbey’s Season 4 on PBS! If you haven’t gotten hooked, start with Season 1! If you like it, I guarantee you won’t be able to stop until you’ve gobbled up the entire series!

What I love about the series is the romance. It’s a period piece, sort of like Upstairs, Downstairs, where you have the lives of Downton Abbey’s owners and the lives of the servants. The series starts right at the time the Titanic sinks, goes through WW I, and on into the twenties. My favorite budding romance is between Bates, the earl’s valet, and Anna, a lady’s maid. But there are so many romances I felt invested in, the earl’s daughter and the chauffeur (egads!), and of course, the earl’s daughter and the heir to the earldom (no, this isn’t her brother!). But I also loved the touch of history that you could, how the first world war basically saw the breaking down of the barriers between the classes. Workers were no longer content to stay in their places. They wanted, and demanded, more. I read Ken Follet’s Fall of Giants, which is about the same period in history. Basically that war saw the fall of the ruling classes in Europe. The world landscape changed. But throughout it all, there were still great romances! I can’t wait for Downton Abbey, Season 4, has in store for us. It was certainly a great beginning last night!

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And speaking of romance, the stores are already filled with Valentine’s candy. And that’s what I’m here to talk about, my new Valentine’s anthology, with stories by me, Pamela Fryer, Haley Whitehall, Raine English, Lois Winston, and Melinda Curtis. Let me give you a little blurb and a taste of my contribution to Love, Valentine Style. It’s called Be My Other Valentine. You can read longer excerpts on my 12/29 Blog and my website.

Five years ago, Grace was given a sacred duty by a woman dying of cancer: Every Valentine’s Day, Grace must deliver a special cake to a girl named Valentine, addressed from the girl’s mother in heaven. But this year, Grace’s van gives up the ghost before she delivers her cargo.

His daughter Valentine is all Brian has left of his wife, but he’s forgotten the cake Valentine receives every year, and they’ve moved to a new house with no way to contact the baker who follows his wife’s wishes.

In their quest to fulfill a dying woman’s last request, can Grace and Brian find their own Valentine?

He reached over to open the door. “It’s cold, get in.” When she hesitated, he added, “If your car won’t start, you won’t be able to turn on the heater.” He smiled and patted the seat next to him. “And I have seat warmers.”

“Oh God, you’re evil. I’ll put the cake on the floor behind the passenger seat. It won’t slide as much when you’re driving.”

He kept the engine running and pushed the buttons for both seat warmers. Her van was visible around the corner, and they would see when the tow truck arrived.

Settling beside him, she asked, “So I’ve been dying to know if your daughter likes the cakes.”

He smiled. Valentine was the light of his life. “She adores them.”

“Which one did she like best?”

He supposed it was like a painter or a musician or a writer asking if you liked their latest work. Her cakes were an art form. “The lamb. Or maybe that was just my favorite. Because Valentine was very partial to the pink and red ladybug.” There’d also been an amazing butterfly, its wings topped with colored fruit jellies arranged to look like a pink monarch, and a Finding Nemo fish, which had been pink instead of orange and accented with red stripes instead of black. “You’re very talented.”

Even in the shadows of the car, he recognized her blush. “Thank you. Valentine? For her birthday? I didn’t realize that was actually her name. Her mother didn’t say.”

His mood immediately spiraled. He hadn’t known what Marilyn planned until she’d done it. And when he’d seen the credit card bill later, he almost choked. But she was gone by then, and over the years, he’d realized what she’d given Valentine was worth every penny. In fact, it probably wasn’t enough. This woman—he hadn’t even asked her name—had already provided far more than the money Marilyn had paid her. A childhood’s worth of cakes, a mother lode of love. Why would she go to such lengths for a woman she didn’t know and a child who hadn’t even been born when she made the deal?

“Who are you?” he finally asked.

Love, Valentine Style is available exclusively on Amazon.

So, have you seen Downton Abbey? Are you hooked? Or do you wonder what all the fuss is about?

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Does Anyone Like Paperback Books Anymore? Win a Mystery Bag Full of Them!

An industry expert recently told me that no one likes books anymore. He said that people prefer to read on their Kindles or Nooks or on their tablets. Is that true?

Whenever I post a contest for a signed paperback, I seem to get more entries than I do for e-books.

Of course, this blog is 69 Shades of Smut, so I’d guess that reads of erotica and erotic romance might prefer e-readers over paperbacks when they’re reading in public places. Some of those covers are really hot.

I’m hosting a giveaway on my Facebook page for the last of three Mystery Bags Full of Books and Swag. If you’re interested in reading some fun paperbacks and one of my books, too, please enter the giveaway either by going to my Facebook Page or entering on the Rafflecopter below.


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New Year, New Dirty Books

Can I get a hell yeah?

2014 is here, and I have a full schedule! I hope to light your e-readers on fire with some smokin’ hot cowboys who run a very unusual ranch. PUSHIN’ BUTTONS and BODY LANGUAGE will hit Samhain Publishing’s virtual shelves in May and September 2014!

More cowboys in the lineup:

A menage in the Quick and the Hot series from Loose Id! Here are the first 3 books:

Dallas Nights

Slick Rider

Spurred On

And some burning hot cowboys are making their sexy secretary’s Valentine’s Day smoldering! DOUBLE DIPPIN’ is coming in January. Check my website for release.

In February HARD RIDIN’ releases in paperback!

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And Somethin’ Dirty releases Feb 11!

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She’s headed for the big time…unless her heart gets stopped at the pass.

Country Fever, Book 4

Forty-two-year-old single father Griffin Turner couldn’t have made it through colic and calving season without his mother’s babysitting services. But just when he thinks he’s got the hardest part of the infant learning curve licked, he gets devastating news. Mom is sick. And Griffin is forced to hire a nanny.

With nothing but twenty dollars in her pocket and her voice, Nola Brady wants to leave small-town Wyoming to pursue her dreams in Nashville. She answers Griffin’s ad to keep body and soul together until her big chance arrives. Love isn’t even on her radar…until she unexpectedly falls for the rough-and-playful cowboy.

Between the sheets, they’re poetry. Outside the bedroom, he inspires her to be more woman than she ever dreamed possible, which scares her enough to put on the brakes…and hit the road.

But if she thought he’d just let her leave quietly, she was wrong. Because hell hath no fury like a cowboy in love…especially one with a baby on his hip. And a ring with her name on it.

Warning: This cowboy daddy is determined to make a May/September romance work—even if he has to lay down his palm or his mouth on a round ass cheek to do it.


Nola’s mind lost track of Molly’s words. Everything around her vanished but those two dark eyes pinning her down.

A movement from Molly snapped her out of it. She looked up in time to see her sister had raised her glass in greeting to Mr. Thigh-Clenchingly Hot.

She wrapped her fingers around Molly’s arm. “What the hell are you doing? Don’t draw his attention.”

“Why not? Have you scored in the past six months? You’ve gotta be feeling the weight of that stare, sis. Why not invite him onto the dance floor?”

“No, I—” She glanced up to see him pull away from the wall and make his way across the floor. “Oh f***. Now look what you’ve done!”

She tried to duck and run into the masses, but Molly hooked a boot around her shin and sent her careening off-balance. Her beer sloshed over the floor, spattering the boots of some dancers.

“So sorry,” she mouthed, her voice lost in the stampede of boots and the cry of appreciation as someone took the microphone for an old Hank Williams song.

Two long, denim-clad legs slid into her vision. She followed the lines up, up, up to the thick chest sporting the white and gray western shirt. And hell, the fabric had a small embroidered flower design next to the pearl buttons.

A man who wore embroidery was very comfortable in his skin. Not a boy. A man.

If she’d had any question about this, she didn’t now as she stared into his face. Small lines framed his eyes and lips, and a few threads of silver wove through his beard.

She quivered.

“Wanna dance?” He offered a hand to her, and she gaped at it for two heartbeats.

Before she could think, Molly had divested her of her beer. Then her sister shoved her from behind, and Nola jerked forward. Taking her movement as acceptance, Mr. Thigh-Clenchingly Hot wrapped his fingers around hers and tugged her onto the floor.

Before she could suck in air, she was whipped into his embrace. When she did, she filled her head with his personal musk—man and clean soap. Leather.

He was smiling at her. She returned it, then gave a laugh and dropped her gaze.

He leaned in. “I’m Griffin. And before you ask, this is the first dance I’ve had in over a year. So don’t laugh at my jumbled up feet.”

How could she remain aloof to that? Everything about him charmed the pants—or mini-skirt—right off her.

“I’m Nola.” She inhaled deeply and didn’t catch a hint of beer or whiskey on him. “You’re not drinking tonight?”

The corner of his mouth tipped up. “Nah. I’m a designated driver. Love to help out the cause and my ma has the—” He bit off the rest of the sentence with a shake of his head. “My ma taught me to give back to the community.”

For several heartbeats, she lost herself in his deep, chocolate gaze. God, were those golden flecks in his eyes? And the creases around each corner enhanced the image that he perpetually squinted into the sun or smiled. Or both.

“Crowded in here,” she said a little breathlessly. The bodies hemming her in tighter to Griffin were unwelcome. Weren’t they?

Damn, she needed to get away from him, and fast. One more upward quirk of his mouth and she’d be wearing a wedding band and apron.


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I also have some firemen coming your way soon from Ellora’s Cave. Smoldering Hearts should be released before spring. Books 1 and 2 in the Firehouse 5 series:

One Fiery Night

Controlled Burn

2014 is going to be a good year. Watch out for my hardworking heroes to keep your panties moist all year round!

Thanks for reading! One lucky commenter will win a book of their choice from those releases mentioned above. Good luck!

Em Petrova

~hardworking heroes–in bed and out~

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Leave a comment to win Two Hot To Handle!

Holy hell 2013 has gone by in a flash. I hope you all got what you wanted this year from Santa. Not me, I was too busy being naughty but it was so worth it. 🙂

I’m giving away a copy of Gold Lust to one commenter today to help fill up that new ereader you got for Christmas…I am assuming some of you were good enough to get what you wanted from Santa this year.
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The 1901 gold rush brings people and excitement to Alaska, and recently widowed Emma Smith is in the middle of it all, ready to make her fortune. She’s definitely not interested in love or lust, but that all changes when she rescues her neighbor James Armstrong from an icy creek and she’s forced to lie naked with him to save his life. She’d been fighting her attraction to the burly mountain man for a long time, but with him so close, touching, skin against skin, she can’t deny it any longer. And soon sex with James is an addiction, something to warm every Alaskan night. Emma is sure a traditional man like James couldn’t accept an independent woman like her permanently. But as the dangers of Alaska keep bringing them together, the reasons to stay apart begin to fade.

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Happy New Year!

Wishing you all a very Happy New Year! And a pretty picture to celebrate too. Taken after the ice storm we had the weekend before Christmas. Fairey Lake ice And, coming January 8 from Ellora’s Cave, Four For The Show. Spectator Sex. Intriguing. Risqué. The idea of watching other people have sex excites Tara to distraction. She hopes Joe is as eager as she to slip into voyeur mode so they can take another step in their sexual adventures. The last thing she expects is to evolve from watching ménages to being part of the show. Or for the two hot men who join her and Joe to not be able to keep their hands off each other. Inside Scoop: In addition to being with three men, our lucky heroine gets a little foreplay of the female variety.

An Exotika® contemporary erotica story from Ellora’s Cave


I chewed my lip and read the tweet. Dare I?

I widened my eyes and read it again then sucked in a deep breath as I positioned the curser over the words. Before I could change my mind, I highlighted, right-clicked, saved and pasted it into an email for Joe.

Get hot and wet @desireafterdark Friday night w/#spectatorsex #sexclub #couples #singlewomen

My heart pounded and after just a nanosecond of hesitation I hit Send then laced my fingers together, clutching tightly, and rested my chin on them. How long would it take for a reply? Sure I had work to do, but right now I was dying to know what he’d say.

We were fairly new, a fresh couple who wasn’t really a couple. We’d met a few months ago and had jumped in the sack pretty much right away. Our chemistry was almost uncontrollable and the sex was great. No it was fucking unbelievable. We’d just clicked, both in and out of bed. But we were not a forever couple and had made it clear to each other right off the top. It wasn’t as if there were anything wrong with him. Joe was incredibly hot and knew all my buttons. He’d be a perfect forever partner, but I just wasn’t ready for that yet.

One thing we’d never discussed was going to a sex club. Hadn’t even talked fantasies or desires, or secret wants. Yet. Now was the perfect time to start. Holy shit. Well, this email would certainly separate the men from the boys.

Spectator sex. Now that was intriguing. I hadn’t really given it thought before, but a little twizzle of excitement made me catch my breath. It meant we could go without any self-imposed pressure of having to join into any groups. Sit in the back. Watch. Get hot, horny and wet. And fuck.

I sat up when a new message announced its arrival into my inbox with a ping. That was quick. It hadn’t taken Joe long to reply and if that were any indication, I knew exactly what his answer would be.

Clicking the message open, I smiled. Guess who’s going out to party tonight!

* * * * *

“Parking is a bitch here,” Joe said, without a hint of frustration. One of the things I liked about him—how he just goes with the flow. He wheeled the big truck through the cramped parking lot. I glanced around and couldn’t agree more.

“I bet I can squeeze this beast into that spot there. Hop out because the door will be up against that bush.”

I grabbed my purse and after a brief contemplation of bringing in our gym bag with our swimsuits, decided to leave it behind. We could always get it later. The chill of fall was in the air and struck me after being in the warm truck cab. The gravel parking lot was hell on my stiletto heels so I put my weight onto the toes and hurried out of Joe’s way. It was frigging cold and goose bumps rippled along my flesh. I wrapped my arms around my waist, trying to keep my body heat close.

I was definitely still in summer mode. The micro-mini and slips of fabric covering my breasts could hardly be called suitable for this brisk night. But I knew the unwritten dress code here, having been once a long time ago with friends for a pole dance night. Less is more. Skimpy is in. Exposure is key. So, with my pussy and ass almost hanging out of the mini, and my boobs pushing the limits of the top, I was set to blend in with the rest of the crowd.

Joe had the truck squeezed in and prowled to my side. The intensity in his eyes, dark and sensual, was enough to fire off all my nerve endings into a surge of awareness. I needed his arms around me, for both the chill of the night but also for the heat that flared deep in my belly.

“You’re shivering,” he stated. Always the practical one.

“Suffering for the cause.”

“When the hell did you buy that getup anyway and where have you hidden it?” He squeezed me and leaned down, taking the lobe of my ear between his lips. Gawd, I loved it when he did that. Heat bloomed in my already excited libido. “You’ll be the hottest bitch in the place.”

I moaned when his lips moved down my neck. “Hardly. Wait ’til, ahh shit…um, you see how they dress in there.” My legs wobbled when his hand swept down my back and squeezed my ass in a tight grip. “Joe, stop.”

He turned me and pushed me up against the cab of the truck. I yelped when the cold metal shocked my heated flesh.

“Do you really want me to stop?”

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