Monthly Archives: May 2014


Tomorrow is the official release day for all the RED HOT AND BOOMS – but mine and Ryan’s is out there in all of its spectacular red hot sexy glory


Lacy spends her time planning events at a country club. Her latest and greatest project is the big Fourth of July celebration. Fireworks lighting up the sky – Red Hot and Boom! She loves the excitement and the spectacular display of sparkles and heat gives her a thrill. The only problem is… Lacy has never had any fireworks of her own. Despite having to listen to her friends tell of their sexual escapades, she has never experienced the big ‘O’. According to the only man she’s ever given herself to, Lacy is frigid. Is something wrong with her or has she just not met the right man for the job

Jake is the manager of the golf course at the country club. He’s designing and overseeing a building project and the sight of him shirtless and sweating and flexing…has given Lacy ideas. Jake has a certain reputation of being able to handle almost any task he’s given. Rumors of his sexual prowess are legendary. Now, every time Lacy sees him working with his hands, doing some heavy lifting, his body gleaming with the sheen of exertion – she begins to hope that Jake can give her what no one else ever has. 

IF – she can just figure out how to ask him. But what Lacy doesn’t know is that Jake has ideas of his own. His outlook on love and life has been molded by the mistakes of his family. He doesn’t think true love exists, there’s just sex. Until he meets Lacy. This Fourth of July celebration proves to have more explosions in store than those in the sky, for Jake sets out to prove that he can give Lacy exactly what she needs. In fact, Jake intends to show Lacy that what she needs – is him. 

Break out the fireworks and get ready to kick off your summer with this HOT new collection of Stories. Come With Me is part of the Red Hot and Boom! multi-author series. 

Here’s an hot excerpt – and I’ll give 3 away to a lucky random commenter – it’s just 99 cents for a limited amount of time and will be available on all venues. – All my books have went to itunes and such lately – i’m branching out. But thank you to all of my supporters – my sales have been better in the last month than ever before. 

Sable – your friendship means the world to me


“Hey.” Jake picked her up and swung her around the room. “I have my priorities straight.”

“I can feel something else that’s straight—and hard.” She ran her hand down between them and fondled his hard as steel erection.

“Find something you want?” He growled as he pushed himself helplessly into her palm.

She leaned over and nipped him on the neck. “I found something I need.”

“Oh! I see!” Jake whooped. “I’ve created a monster.”

He set her on her feet and they began tearing at one another’s clothes. It was as if Lacy was trying to make up for lost time and he was more than happy to enable her in this quest. Hands, lips, tongues, they feverishly caressed and kissed as they shed the last few pieces of clothing and stood before one another for the first time—naked. There was no fault in her, none. “My God, you’re perfect!” Jake ran his hands down her body, learning and memorizing every delectable curve.

“I don’t even know what to do with you,” Lacy confessed as she allowed her palms to trace his pecs, his abs, then down to cup his cock and balls.

“Love me,” he said before he realized it. “Make love with me.” Jake realized at that moment, he’d never said those words to a woman before.

Lacy actually whimpered, stood up on her tiptoes and launched herself into his arms. “I want that too.”

He caught her to him, then walked her backward until she was pressed against the door. “This is going to be fast. I’m too far gone. You drive me crazy.”

Lifting her leg, he stepped between them and rubbed his cock head into the moist heat of her vagina, much as she had their first time together. But this time, he was in charge. And he liked it that way. Over and over again, he dragged the wide sensitive head of his dick up and down her slit, rubbing against her pussy lips, coating himself with cream, bumping and humping against her clit until she was mindless for him. Then he picked up her other leg, both of them draped over his forearms and he nailed her to the wall.

Lacy’s gasp of complete pleasure echoed in the room. She was hot, wet, unbelievably tight and he couldn’t slow down. He rammed into her over and over again. Sex had never been this good. Angling his head so he could latch on to a nipple, Jake suckled at her breast while he pumped his hips, thrusting in and out, over and over until they were both right there. “Come with me, baby. Come with me.” Feeling her flutter around his cock as she came was the best feeling in the whole world. One he wanted to experience again and again.

Lacy dug her fingernails into his back. She felt wild and hungry. God, how had she lived without this so long? It felt so good. He felt so good. “Jake, I’m coming!” She cried as she shattered in his arms.

“I’ve got you, baby. I’ve got you,” he groaned into the side of her neck as he gave himself over to the most mindless pleasure imaginable.

That night, they slept better than they ever had before. Lacy woke up before Jake and just basked in the feeling of being close to someone. His body was so big and strong, she could just curl herself around him, fitting her body to his. For a few moments, she just luxuriated in the reality of him. She had her head on his shoulder and one arm wrapped around his waist. His leg was bent and fit in between both of hers as she lay on her side facing him. In fact, her pussy was open and kissing the hard muscle of Jake’s thigh and it occurred to her that all she’d have to do would be to move ever so slightly and it would feel so good. Just the thought of it made her wet. Running a hand across his chest, she wished he’d wake up. The sun was rising and there was a little light filtering into the room between the curtains. As her eyes adjusted to the breaking dawn, she saw that there were parts of Jake that were alert and at attention. Biting her lower lip, to contain a giggle, she saw that he was hugely erect, hard and tenting the sheet. “Good morning,” Lacy whispered.

Dare she?

Never before had she been privileged to have someone in her bed, in her arms, at her whim and pleasure. All of those romance novels she’d read and all of the research she’d done to learn more about sex came pouring back and she couldn’t resist. Kissing his shoulder, ever so lightly, Lacy slid her hand under the sheet until she could wrap her hand around his cock. Just the feel of it in her hands made her excited. Would he mind?

Ah well, she couldn’t ask permission without waking him up…so…

Jake laid there and tried to be still. He really tried. Opening his eyes to the narrowest of slits, he marveled as Lacy began to pleasure herself, and him at the same time. With the cutest, sweetest little grunts, she flexed her hips and rubbed her pussy on his leg. At the same time, and not with the smoothest rhythm, she began to jack him off. Jake continued to let her think he was asleep, the only move he made was to push his head back into his pillow and curl his toes. His thighs involuntarily stiffened because the pleasure was un-fuckin’-believable. Jake had to steel himself to not capture her mouth, flip her over and bury himself balls deep in her tight little pussy.

Lacy’s eyes were crossing. She had this tremendous urge to bite him. Ah, what the hell, it was time for him to get up anyway.

When Jake felt her little teeth sink into him below his collar bone, he lost it. He simply lost it. “Morning, sunshine.” He smiled, grasped her by the waist, rolled her over and entered her, all in one fell swoop.

“Jake. My, God!”

“Just Jake will do,” he muttered as he captured her mouth, crashing their lips together. Rising over her, he began to fuck her. There was no other word for it. There would be plenty of times he’d make love to her, he had big plans, but right now he needed to fuck. The little wild cat had set things into motion, things that she was gonna just have to deal with. You don’t poke the bear unless you want to get bit, and this bear was ready to devour her.

A ferocious satisfaction took hold of him and he began to move inside of her, claiming, mastering, pummeling her body with stroke after stroke. She loved it, he could tell, because she clenched him tight with her internal muscles, her body raining its approval all over his cock. A delicious tension seized him as he pushed into her, pulled out, his body caught up in a primal rhythm. Sliding his hands under her ass, he raised her up, angling her body to receive him even deeper. “God, this is so good, so good,” he gritted the words out through his teeth.

Lacy lay beneath him, completely dominated, completely controlled. And there was nowhere else she’d rather be. “Jake, you’re so good, so big. I love how your cock moves inside of me.” She just wanted him to know how he made her feel.

When Jake heard her words, he lost it completely, hammering into her. Lacy was so primed, so excited, so intent on Jake that she let her hands rove over him, rubbing, caressing, letting her nails score his skin. Her lips weren’t still either. She kissed his mouth, sucking on his neck before finally giving in to her erotic curiosity and licking his nipple which was right in front of her face.

When Jake felt her soft little tongue, he went wild, thrusting and bucking, fucking her so hard the top of her head hit the bedstead. Automatically, he placed his hand between her and the head of the bed to protect her, but he didn’t let up, he couldn’t. And when she shimmered in his arms, clutching his shoulders, burying her face in his neck, he spilled himself inside of her, shaking with the most powerful orgasm of his life.

Jake held himself over Lacy, remaining inside of her, kissing her lazily. “I’m glad we got all this worked out.”

“You’re so romantic.” She was teasing. Honestly, she was just thankful to be in his arms.

“I could be, if I had the sufficient motivation.” He teased back, but in his head, he was already thinking of ways he could charm her. From what little he knew of her past, romance hadn’t played a big part. Maybe it was time for that to change. They had a lot to talk about. He suddenly wanted to know everything about her he could. Which, Jake had to admit, was not like him at all.

“What kind of motivation would that be?” Lacy couldn’t think of anything she didn’t want to do with him or for him.

Cuddling her close, he sighed. “I think I’d do just about anything for one of your smiles.”

Lacy felt all the breath rush from her lungs. Face it, she’d just fallen in love with Jake Knight.




Thank you, SABLE

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Sex, Lies and Joysticks Found a Home

This has been an interesting year for me. Even though things have gotten off to a slow start for me publishing wise, I’m okay with that. Well at least that’s what I tell myself. 🙂 I’ve had some lofty goals for this year as well, one being to write for a bigger publishing house. Don’t get me wrong, the house I’m with treat me very well and I have enjoyed working with them and will continue working with them. For me, it’s always been about moving up and pushing myself, to not get complacent.

I’m very excited to say that I subbed my menage, Sex, Lies and Joysticks to Loose Id and they accepted! I cried when I got the email because this is something I really wanted. This is another new beginning for me and the real work has just started. So while I work on the next story until edits arrive i’ll leave you with the working blurb for Sex, Lies and Joysticks.


For the first time in a long time, Randa Arnold is happy beyond measure.. She has the love of her husband, Linc and her paramour Matteo. After the fulfillment of a mutual sex fantasy and an unbelievable night of passion her world is turned upside down.

Lincoln never expected his wife to fall in love with another man, even though he knew that was a possibility. He loves his wife, but just can’t wrap his mind around her emotionally attached to someone else, so he does the only thing he can, he forces Matteo to leave.

Forcing Matteo to leave has some unexpected consequences. Randa is despondent, yet keeps a brave face. This only intensifies Linc’s sense of guilt. If that weren’t enough, someone is threatening his wife. His only chance at redemption and to get to the bottom of the threat is to bring Matteo back. Only one problem, the man can’t be found.

Until next time, Indulge Your Inner Desires.

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Acting Out a Fantasy

We all have our sexual fantasies. We may not seek out a place like Paolo’s Playhouse to act them out, but we may close our eyes and imagine… In Playing for Real, Paolo arranges for Julianne to experience one of her fantasies for real.


Paolo dropped a kiss onto one of her bare shoulders. His lips brushed her ear. “Do you trust me, Julianne?”

“Yes, sir.”

“That makes me very happy.” He ran his hands along her arms, stretching them out over her head and crossing her wrists. He quickly tied off the ropes and she rested her head, that familiar calm already starting to flow over her.

Paolo moved to the end of the bed and positioned her so that her legs were wide spread, her knees on the edge of the mattress. Her feet hung off the end. So did her ass. He started stroking her bottom and she braced herself for another spanking.

Instead, she should have braced for his words.

“I have invited another man here tonight. He will be here soon.”

She thought she must have heard him wrong. “What?” She struggled to move, but he held her hips and she could only raise her head to look at him, but of course with the blindfold on it was useless.

“You heard me.” He dipped his fingers between her thighs and she quivered. “A stranger will be fucking you tonight.”

“But…but you said no other men.” That had been a hard limit for both of them. Fidelity.

He took his hands off her ass, rounded the bed and leaned over until she felt his breath on her cheek. He stroked her hair, guiding her head back to the mattress to lie between her outstretched arms. “This is different. This is not cheating. I have invited him here.”

“No,” she croaked, her heart beating a rapid tattoo.

“Yes,” he whispered, his lips brushing her ear, his thumb brushing the curve of her breast. “He will be here in a few minutes.”


“You gave your consent, remember? For me to do whatever I want.” He tweaked her nipple. “And I want to watch you being fucked by another man.”

“No!” She swallowed. “No, you can’t do that.” But as her heart thudded, her body trembled and her sex tingled.

“I can,” he said, his voice low and dark. “Unless you want to use your safe word?”

She gasped. Was this a fantasy or real? This was role playing, right? He’d be playing the role of a stranger, wouldn’t he? Surely he wasn’t really bringing in another man. A chill ran over her skin. But wasn’t that one of the things that brought her here to the Playhouse to begin with? Sex with a stranger? He knew that was one of her fantasies. He’d played it out with her the first time.

“But…but…” She couldn’t think. Couldn’t find the words.

“You know why, don’t you?” He nibbled on her ear while he waited for her to make her decision. “You know why I am letting another man put his hands on you.” He pressed his hand on her back, dragged it down her body until his palm rested between her legs. “I know you have stranger fantasies. You have dreamed of being possessed by a stranger. Have you not?”

She swallowed. Nodded. Still couldn’t say a word.

“But that is not why I have arranged this,” he whispered. He gripped her sex. “It is because this is my body to do with however I want. Yes?”

She nodded again, whimpered. Her pussy clenched beneath his hand.

He slid a finger, maybe two inside, slipping easily into her wet core. “This body is mine to lend to anyone I want to. It is mine to give away if I so desire.”

Julianne moaned. The thought that he would share her with another man shouldn’t have her sex gushing. Still, she didn’t really believe he would do it.

“We do not have much time, Julianne.” He pressed the tip of his finger against her G-spot and she shuddered. “Do you want to use your safe word?”

She closed her eyes beneath the blindfold. He’d asked her to trust him and she did. She shook her head.

“Good. He would have been so disappointed.” Paolo dropped a kiss to her lips, then got off the bed. “He has seen you often. He thinks you are beautiful. He has wanted to touch your soft skin for weeks.”

Julianne shivered. She didn’t know what to think. What to believe.

“Maybe you have seen him before. Maybe you will see him again after tonight. In a store. A restaurant. Walking down the street. Maybe he will hire you to decorate his home or his business. You will never know who he is. But he will know. He will know what your naked body looks like. He will know what it feels like to bury himself deep in your tight heat.”

She groaned, shifted a little on the mattress. Her legs were already tired from holding their position.

“Do not worry. I will not leave you alone with him. Remember, I want to watch. I will even tell him what to do to you.”

Playing for Real is book #5 in the Paolo’s Playhouse series, but can be read as a standalone. It’s available now!


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Two Couples, Same Beginning. Two Different Stories



Sadie and Caroline are best friends. They are only looking for a chance to break away from the everyday grind and cool off in the Trinity River.

But Caroline takes one step to far into the swift moving river and set off a chain of events that changes these two women’s life forever.

In Too Deep –

On the banks of the Trinity River, Sadie Pepperman is looking for a chance to escape the demands of her in-laws. With her husband’s dead, they want her to marry her brother-in-law so they can take control of her farm.

Suddenly, the peace of the day is shattered when her best friend steps too far into the river. Rushing to save her, Sadie meets a handsome stranger that ignites her dormant lust. She sees her friend rescued by a steamship and backs away from Logan Jansen, only to turn her ankle.

The agonizing pain leaves Sadie with the inability to walk. Needing help, she offers Logan a place to stay if he’ll help with the chores on her farm. With his agreement, Sadie adds another problem to her list. Now, not only does she have to worry about how to bring her crops in from the field and run her farm alone but she also has to fight her attraction to Logan.

Can Sadie end her in-laws’ interference in her life,

run her farm alone,

and give love another chance?


Blurb for In Deep Water

Skinny-dipping to cool off in the Trinity River couldn’t cause any problem…could it? Wading into the water, Carolyn Evans takes one step to far and finds herself neck¬-deep in the river and fighting for her life. After saving Carolyn from drowning, Zack Goodman is trapped in an awkward situation when they’re both rescued by a steamboat and hauled on deck.

Naked and embarrassed, Carolyn is quick to save them from humiliation and claims they are married. Will Zack release her from her claim of matrimony? Or will he teach her once words are spoken…they are not so easily retracted?


Excerpt for In Too Deep

 “Zack, damn it.”

The loud shout caught Sadie by surprise. She scanned the shoreline and spotted a man. Drawing to a stop, she threw on the brake, scouting the river bank.

Two horses grazed nearby. Their saddles, along with other gear, lay discarded in a heap in the middle of a small clearing, as if two people had camped there over night.

A man stood at the edge of the clearing, turning at her approach. Dressed in only a pair of dark cotton pants, he rushed forward. His bright, curly blond hair and his broad shoulders registered briefly with Sadie but with her friend in trouble she didn’t let her sway her from the problem at hand.

“Are you a friend of the woman who is drowning?”

Unable to certain what to say to the stranger, she nodded and worked to clear the lump in her throat. How did this man know about Carolyn?

“Move over. I’ll drive. If we hurry I should be able to save her and my friend.” He placed a foot on the side step of the wagon and crowded onto the bench.

She quickly scooted along the wooden plank, allowing him room to settle beside her. Long fingers closed over the reins and he tugged the leather from her grip.

He didn’t wait for an answer. Lifting the reins, he released the brake.


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Excerpt for In Deep Water –

“Oh, God, I don’t want to die.” The girl in his arms dug her nails into his arm. Her muscles tensed, and she sank deeper into the water. He gasped a quick breath before the weight of her body pulled them both under again.

Water streamed up between them, and she turned in the circle of his arms. Her hands gripped his shoulders, and she shoved him deeper in her attempt to keep her own head above water.

He sank into the murky depths and freed himself from her panicked grip. She yelled, and her foot connected with his chest. Air exploded from his lungs. He swam away from her and quickly rose back to the surface. A loud whir roared in his ears.

With one big gulp, he swallowed both air and water. His lungs rejected the mixture and he choked out a cough.

Plop. An object hit the water, and he stared at a floating white circle. Waves crashed around him.

“Grab hold, and we’ll pull you up.” A voice boomed from the steamboat.

Zack glanced around and caught sight of the girl struggling to reach the device. He swam to her and shoved her closer to the floating ring. Then he grabbed ahold of the device and wrapped his arm around her waist. “Just hold on, and they’ll lift us up.” Her eye grew wider. “But…” She glanced at the boat’s railing.

The rope tied to the device lifted the ring onto its side. Zack tightened his grip on the girl and repositioned her into its center. “Put your head through here, and wrap your arms over the sides.”

She did as he instructed seconds before the device rose up between them. He wrapped his arms around the ring and grabbed ahold of the rope.

His feet dangled in the water for a moment before they swung on the end of the line. The motion slammed him into the side of the steamboat. Pain radiated along his right side, but he didn’t loosen his grip.

The rope jerked them upward.

“Oh, God, what if they drop us.” The girl buried her head in his shoulder. “Thanks for at least trying to save me.”

Her naked body plastered against him eased the pain in his back. Silky skin caressed his stomach and her warmth penetrated the fabric of his pants. Need heated his blood, alleviating the cold chill of the river.

He glanced up at the concerned expressions of the people lining the steamboat’s rail. His body hid the girl in his arms, and he wondered what the curious passengers would say when they finally arrived on board?

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New Release: Bossy – Five Productive Tales of Lesbian Lust

Hi everyone,

This is just a flying visit, as I’m not actually here. I’m in Paris :D I wrote this post last week.

BossyAnyway, this week saw the release day of Bossy, a f/f sex-at-work themed anthology put together by the fabulous Ladylit. It contains stories from yours truly, Erzabet Bishop, Laila Blake, Harper Bliss and Cheyenne Blue.

Here’s the skinny:

If the characters in ‘Bossy’ prove anything, it’s that getting it on at work doesn’t mean you need to wipe all papers off the surface and get busy on your desk. The settings in this new mini-anthology from Ladylit are as diverse as the positions the ladies in these five stories find themselves in. A doctor finds comfort with a nurse in Cheyenne Blue’s romantic tale of love in the ultrasound room, while Laila Blake’s story shows a professor who can’t resist one of her students on a sweltering hot day in the classroom. Add a maid whose mistress demands full servitude, a sexy mechanic offering roadside assistance and an A-list actress who has trouble hiding her secrets from a Hollywood reporter… and you get ‘Bossy’: five productive tales of lesbian lust.

Caution: This title contains graphic language and bossy f/f sex and is suitable for adults only.

There’s more info and an excerpt on my website – I’ll add the buy links when I’m home again 😀

By the way, if you love yourself print books – head over to Goodreads and enter this fab giveaway. There are two copies of Sexy Just Walked Into Town up for grabs!

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 100 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, is book editor for Cliterati, and is one eighth of The Brit Babes. Find out more at Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at:

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#Giveaway $10 Amazon Card – KD Jones is celebrating 2 years published!

new promo picture (2)May marks my 2 year publishing anniversary.  I have published 18 books.  To celebrate this momentous occasion I am giving away a $10.00 amazon e-gift card, one each week in May.  The readers for the blog post can become eligible by commenting on the blog post about the Anniversary.  The next day (Friday), I will randomly pick a winner and will announce the winner by Friday evening.

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A new release and it’s the last day to enter to win a Kindle Paperwhite





Shared Submission – the best of both worlds?

The terms Dominant and submissive have become more mainstream in the last two or three years, but less common is the term Switch. Generally a switch is considered both Dominant and submissive, and I recently came to the realization that this is where I fit more naturally than submissive, so of course I wanted to explore shared submission in a book.

I find the idea of one person being flexible enough in nature to explore both sides of their personality and desires very intriguing. Perhaps it’s my bisexuality speaking, but I do believe that more people have this blend of the two personalities than they realize. Perhaps in their everyday lives they are Dominant, but at night they are submissive to their mate, or maybe they prefer to Top the men in their life, while bottoming for the women (or vice-versa). My question to you is, have you ever considering flipping the Switch, and trying on a new personality, or are you strictly one side of the coin?

Be sure to check out my new book, Primal Surrender! It just released last Tuesday, and it’s climbed the charts already.

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The Surrender Trilogy III: Brothers Mack and Ryker Thompson know the pain of failure intimately having recently fallen from the heights of success. One a former football star, and the other a master at his artistic craft, they couldn’t be more different from each other. Mack hides behind anonymity in order to cover up his pain, while Ryker figures it doesn’t matter if the glass is half-full or half-empty as long as there’s a bartender refilling it all will be well. Broken and haunted by the mistakes of their past, neither expected to find a ray of sunshine in the clouds of their pity party.

Claudia Schmidt, is the only daughter of a real estate tycoon that has a plan for turning the small town of Stone River into a suburb of Austin, Texas. When she is sent in to replace the project manager, and convince the town of the necessity of the project, she finds herself falling in love with the town, and the Thompson brothers.

Although ménage relationships aren’t foreign to Mack and Ryker, neither one intends on living one, so how can they decide who gets the girl? And what if the girl wants all or nothing? Welcome back to Stone River…

For all buy links visit the Primal Surrender page on my website:


Also available are the first two books in
The Surrender Trilogy:

Weekend Surrender & Flawless Surrender

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Now for the contest information!

Visit each blog stop on the tour and leave a comment and your email address to be entered for a
Kindle Paperwhite!

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For every stop on the tour that you comment on, you’ll be entered into the drawing!
If you don’t want to leave an email address, email the word:
to to be entered for this stop!
For a complete schedule of stops, visit:

The winner will be announced on my blog May 24th!

Thank you so much for stopping by!
Happy reading!


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A Little Naughty on Bourbon Street

One of the biggest draws of New Orleans is the French Quarter, and Bourbon Street is like an adult Disney World set right in the middle of this beautiful, historic district.

All along the street, bars, restaurants, and strip clubs lure visitors in. On the far end, I found a male strip club. Here are a few pictures to warm up your day.


Hard to believe how easy he made it look.


He’s got some wild moves!


Sorry, this’ll have to be the last picture I share, because that waistband did move quite a bit lower.

Hope you’re enjoying your week!

“Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied”
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Slow Monday

Hello dear friends! I had a little shock when I sat down this morning and found it was Monday the 19th–my day to blog! I look a little like this…




Although I’ve already done about 12 things to prep 4 kids for school, my mind is elsewhere. Know why? Today I’m taking Daisy to the groomer, which means drive time. For me, driving is a religion. It is a way to refresh my soul, and more than one storyline has come from burning up the miles. I drive a black SUV (sounds more glamorous than it is, believe me). But this is what I’d rather drive.




or this



Yes, I’m serious! My dream is to drive cross-country, meandering through small town America and talking to people. You know, normal people. Ones I’d find in the coffee shop on Monday morning. The cashier at the deli. The new mom sitting on a park bench. And of course, this guy.

A muscular man in a cowboy hat


I just know he’s out there on the plains somewhere, driving around and looking for a country girl. I just might puncture a tire and see where it leads!

Do you love to drive? I’d love to hear from you! One lucky commenter will win a $5 GC to Amazon or Barnes and Noble! Read a little from my upcoming June 10 release PUSHIN’ BUTTONS!

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The Boot Knockers Ranch, Book 1

Sexual dysfunction. The words make Sybill cringe, but after one too many failed relationships, she has to face reality. Her O-button is broken, big time. Sick of sitting on the sexual sidelines, she books a week at Boot Knockers Ranch. If a passel of rugged cowboys vying to bring her bliss can’t get her off, nothing will.

Hugh had planned to sit out this week’s rotation of sexual therapy, but when he spots sultry Sybill, he pulls rank. His bone-deep urge to possess her isn’t enough to coax elusive orgasms out of her body, though. And his resolve to give the lady whatever she needs wavers when she shyly makes a mind-blowing request.

Riggs stepped aside when Hugh muscled in to claim Sybill, but he jumps at the chance to fulfill her ultimate fantasy—a threesome. But once they come together, all barriers are stripped away, exposing his love for the one man—and woman—he’d break every last rule to make his own.

Warning: This ain’t your daddy’s ranch. Contains cowboys administering sexual therapy to frustrated ladies—and each other. Fresh batteries recommended. You’re gonna need ’em!


“Remember, cowboys. Keep your hands in your laps and your peckers in your pants. At least until it’s time to play your part.” Hugh paced down the line of twenty cowboys and dropped a file in each man’s hands.

The manila folders held a profile sheet containing a different woman’s photo, personal information and everything that man needed to know to rock the lady’s world, Boot Knockers style.

Hugh stopped in front of Riggs Archer, his best friend and the only guy not to follow protocol in the past. “Keep your—”

Riggs tugged the brim of his hat lower to avoid Hugh’s gaze. “I know, I know. Hands in my lap. No pushing the button until my lady comes up.”

“And keep your—”

Riggs shot him a glare. “Pecker. In. Pants.”

“Thass right, Archer.” Hugh grinned and nudged his friend’s hat with his knuckles, shoving it back enough to see the smoldering sparks in Riggs’s dark eyes.

Hugh’s stomach clenched and he passed Riggs his folder to cover his reaction.

Once the information was all distributed, Hugh watched the guys flip through the paperwork. The twenty women were hand-selected by the female production manager, Isabel. She was great at matching the men’s sexual strengths to the women’s needs.

A virgin needing deflowered? Jack was her man. He’d singlehandedly popped over thirty cherries in the four years they’d been running the Boot Knockers Ranch.

Ty excelled at treating women with body dysmorphic disorder. The women who spent a week under his care—and under his muscled body—left with the confidence of a supermodel.

And Hugh…well, he wasn’t playing this hand. Twenty women. Twenty men. He only filled in when necessary. His balls clenched at the idea of a celibate week, but he could tough it out. Maybe some lady would get kinky and ask for a voyeur.

“They’re lined up backstage,” Isabel whispered, and he gave a nod of recognition.

“You heard her, boys. Get to your seats. Fight over them a little. The show’s only for the ladies, but give ’em a good one. Make them feel special, because they are.” Hugh waved his fellow Boot Knockers toward the front of the auditorium. In three minutes, the lights would dim. In five, the first woman would walk onto the stage.


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PUSHIN’ BUTTONS releases June 10, 2014. Preorder here.

Em Petrova

~hardworking heroes–in bed and out~


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Good Girl Syndrome

By Author Dina Redmon
Good Girl Syndrome
On our backs, thighs spread and pretending to enjoy our partner thrusting in and out of us while images of book boyfriends race through our heads. Oooh…ahhh…yeah, right there… That’s good baby. Sounds pretty typical, yes? Yep, just another boring Saturday night at home.
Maybe this depiction doesn’t represent you? If not, you’re one of the lucky ones…like me. *wink and dirty smile* Unfortunately, it applies to more of us than it should and that’s just sad. Let’s fix it, shall we?
When did this happen to us? Why do we subjugate ourselves to being the good girl all the time? We are sexual creatures and yet we feel the need to keep the cage door locked. WHY?!?!
Sex is not a duty to be performed like washing dishes or vacuuming the floors. Though, if you’re lucky, there is some sucking involved. It’s born of craving, developed through lust and birthed from passion…at least, it’s supposed to be.
Remember those hot make-out sessions of yesteryear? What the fuck happened to those? There was a time when you and your partner couldn’t keep your hands, and other things, off of or out of one another, right? *eye roll*
Then came the car payments, mortgages, and kids. Followed closely by missionary position sex every Saturday night. Unless, of course, we fake a headache because we’re too damned tired, and instead, make a date with the handheld shower head. Sad, just sad. *shakes my head* When did we start having to schedule sex?
Let’s not forget us single women either. When do we get ours? Oh wait, I forgot. We have to meet everyone else’s ideals of what our lives should be. We’re not allowed to have sex unless we’re in a meaningful relationship. Get out the batteries, again. One word…PFFT!
Repeat after me: “We are sexual beings and that’s okay.” Yes! Let that be your new mantra!
Say what you will about me, call me what you want, I don’t give a fuck. Really, have you seen me? Do I honestly look like I care? I’m covered in fucking tattoos for crying out loud! *LOL* I am here to be the voice of those of you who cannot find their own. Don’t be ashamed, I’m not.
There is nothing wrong…I mean NOTHING wrong with us pursuing back scratching, toe curling, hips bucking, fuck me sex! Men do it, why can’t we? Just be smart about it. Use precautions and good judgment! It really is that simple.
Now, I’m not talking about cheating on your partner. I believe in the sanctity of committed relationships. I’m also not talking about going out and being a whore. We do have to be concerned with safety, after all. I’m talking about getting what you desire the most. Every woman wants to feel like a Goddess and for someone to make their pussy pulsate. Make that shit happen!
Take the time to feel sexy. Soak in the tub, shave, put on makeup, perfume, lingerie, T-shirt and boy shorts, whatever works for you. This is only about you, no one else. Trust me when I say, your partner (or prey) will love it no matter. It might shock the hell out of them, but it’ll be worth it.
Now, there are a few ways to go about this. My favorite is to just take control of the situation. Example: Your partner is watching television and doesn’t see you beyond the screen. Make them notice you! Pick up the remote, shut off the noise, straddle them and kiss them like never before. Talk dirty, grind against them and shove their hand between your thighs to feel the wetness. Suck your essence off their fingers before you push them down, sit on their face and force them to drink you in. Voice your fantasies, tell them what you’re thinking, what you’re feeling, just share it all. Don’t just play the role…be the dirty girl.
Example two: Let’s set it up on the more submissive side, shall we? Your partner is due home any minute and you’ve already done the self prepping part of it. Now, grab some of those pretty scarves of yours and tie yourself up, either around the wrists or to your headboard. Place one around your eyes, tie it, but slide it down. This will give your partner the opportunity to either use it as a blindfold or a gag. Either way, their choice. When your partner enters the room, look at them with lust in your eyes and beg them to fuck you, to use you as they will. Surrender yourself to their demands and let them take control. Yep, pussy pulsating sex. You got this. *wink*
Be nervous, be scared…BUT BE BRAVE! Being brave is when you do what you need to even though you’re scared. Push past those nerves and release the beast within! She’s there, clawing at your brain, begging to be let out. Just unlock the door, she’ll do the rest.
Now, if you’ll excuse me? I have some um…field research to do. *wink and dirty smile (again)* Here, enjoy this excerpt from Chasing Circumstance while I’m out and if you ever find yourself in need of advice or inspiration? Look me up. Ciao Bellas. ❤

What happens when you reach your breaking point?

Amia Durant was trying to figure that out.
At forty years old, Amia had it all. She worked for Millian’s, the third highest ranking ad agency in the world, and though her career was her life, she felt incomplete.
Turning to the internet for companionship, she meets Stuart Cairns. They laugh together over shared stories and help heal one another from mutual pains.

After months of communication, Stuart asked Amia to be his. Doubt filled her mind, but she knew she had to try. There was only one problem. He lived in Scotland and she in New York.
An unexpected opportunity delivers Amia to Scotland and she finds herself falling in love with him after spending a blissful weekend together before she returned stateside.

Will this fairy tale continue or will it fizzle out in the waters of the ocean between them?
Dina's Chasing Circumstances
“I said shut up and fuck me.” I stepped closer to him and kissed him. He reached behind me and grasping my ass, lifted me until I wrapped my thighs around his waist. As I slid slowly down his body, he slammed himself inside me full force. With my arms around his neck, and his hands holding my thighs, he fucked me until I screamed out in blissful indulgence.

Sitting me down, he stepped behind me and pressed me against the wall of the truck. His hands roamed up my back and with one hand in my hair and the other on my hip, he whispered into my ear, “Tell me to fuck you again.”

“Fuck me, Blake, fuck me now!” I cried out as he repeatedly thrust himself in and out of me. “That’s right, just like that.” I pushed against him, forcing him deeper inside.

He moved his hands from my hair and hip to the front of my body and holding my tits in his hands, he slammed against me, burying his cock deep in my pussy. The sound of his hips beating against my ass joined our animalistic grunts and echoed through the emptiness of the truck. Just when I thought I would collapse from the quaking in my legs, he let out a deep, guttural moan and I knew he had cum.


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