Monthly Archives: June 2016

GUISE’ trilogy Menage A Trois’ Arc sample launches by R.M.Simone’

Guise collage   from author R.M.Simone. GUISE” trilogy..

An American new author is flying to London to meet with and sign her new publishing contract… Setting is at the Iconic GHERKIN building in London”s financial district… What begins to play out is more than a business book meeting. A future franchise marketing investor is present sizing up this author. She is smart, savvy on her feet and beautiful. She comes with her own enterprising strategies with far reaching future potentials on how to market her books. She brands and designs everything around those creative projects she conceives. One man sees her potential and there is some more in that first business meeting…

It is highly Charged in Chemistry between them. Besides the fact the GHERKIN building is an Occult magical broadcasting Masonic architectural design. She can consciously use that to her advantage.

What also awaits her is a Menage A Trois. Two will compete for her Heart. Two Loves…
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Summer Breeze – Lynn Chantale

I’m fresh off vacation and still basking in the glow of graduation. Michigan is great in the summer time, but there’s nothing like Florida’s summer sunshine. A warm, sinuous embrace that welcomed me with open arms.

I’m furiously working on a sweet little menage, I hope to release at the end of July. The working title is ‘Cassie’s Birthday Wish,’ and did I mention it’s my first attempt at a cowboy story?

Here’s a bit about the book

Cassie loves loves Seth and cherishes her relationship with the sexy rancher, but her heart also yearns for, Cole, the ranch manager.

Seth has held Cassie’s heart for a very long time, and will do anything to keep her happy. But will a threesome with Cole be too much?

And here’s a snippet,

On her way to the desk, she caught a glimpse of Seth from out the window. The man was just too sexy for his own good. Rugged, lean and with a great sense of humor, he was a perfect foil to Cole’s more serious and rigid manner. She glanced at Cole from beneath her lashes. He was just as handsome, and just as lean. He kept his dark hair short. With deep set dark green eyes, full lips and a square jaw, Cole was a fantasy incarnate.  And, well, she supposed Cole had to be serious and rigid when he was in charge of the ranch. When not only his future, but her future depended on him keeping a level head.

“What are you doing?”

Cassie let the curtain drop, then  sat at her desk, reorganizing the stack of receipts and invoices. “Uh. Nothing.”

Cole flicked a glance at her, and then at the window she’d just abandoned. “Nothing has you flustered and blushing?”

Cassie looked at him, then flashed a smile. “Well, anytime you walk into the room I get all flustered and blushing.” She left her chair, closed the distance between them, then rose on tiptoe to link her arms around his neck. That much was true.

He wrapped an arm around her waist, grabbed a handful of her ample behind, and hauled her against his long hard frame. His erection pressed against her thigh and she wiggled her pelvis in an effort to bring him closer.

Cole slapped her on the ass and she yelped. “Hey. What was that for?”

He threaded his fingers through her thick mane of curly blonde hair and slowly tilted her head back as he lowered his.

“Because you’re fibbin’ to me, Cassie girl and that’s enough to make me take you over my knee.”

Desire moistened her pussy and puckered her nipples. “Did you ever think I may want you to spank me?”

Have a wonderful Hump Day and don’t forget to Indulge Your Inner Desires.

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Coming July 1st – Learning Her Curves by Anna Lund

It doesn’t happen very often – a story that practically writes itself. I have to admit this coworkers-to-lovers, big-girl heroine, kinky-sex, spanking romance only took me a couple of weeks to write. The characters emerged full-blown – the smart, sassy plus-sized heroine who’d been jaded by too many one-night stands. The good-guy hero who turned alpha when she talked down about her body.They had the sexy banter down from the get go and I felt as if I was just along for the ride.

Unfortunately, all my stories don’t come that easily, but thank goodness this one did. And on July 1st, you can catch Meredith and Sam’s sexy, emotional story and go along for the ride.

Learning Her Curves

Excerpt:

Delightful shivers danced along her skin and she leaned in close, placed her hand on his shoulder. “Okay, Sam. What are we doing here?”

He leaned in even closer. “Getting to know each other a little better?”

The scent of spicy musk reached her over the smells of booze and perfume in the air around them, and she took a big whiff. He smelled great. “Are you hitting on me, Sam?”

“I’d hoped the hitting on was mutual.”

It was hard to resist a guy who made her laugh. Especially a hot guy who made her laugh and squirm on her seat, even an uncomfortable seat. But from prior experience, she knew a hot guy like Sam wouldn’t want her for more than a one-night stand. “We have to see each other at work.” Life could get awkward fast.

“I know.” He glanced over his shoulder. “Those guys are leaving. Want to grab that booth?”

“Yes!”

He laughed, grabbed her arm and snagged the back booth before anyone else noticed it was free. She scooted onto the bench seat and instead of taking the seat on the opposite side of the table, Sam slid in beside her. Between the two of them—one big and tall, one big and wide—they took up most of the space.

“I hope you don’t mind if I sit beside you,” Sam said softly. “We can talk without shouting across the table and besides, now I can do this without drawing too much attention.” He placed his hand on her knee, then began to slide it slowly up her bare thigh until he reached the edge of the hem of her dress. Her sex quivered in anticipation and he wasn’t even close to her center.

Two could play that game. Meredith put her hand on his thigh. It was so hot and hard. But his leg was covered by fabric and that was so not fair.

Her mind was whirling with the implications of what was happening here tonight. She’d been stood up by one guy but now was getting up close and personal with a coworker. A totally hot coworker who at this moment was sneaking his fingers underneath her dress. She slid her hand up at little closer to his groin.

“It’s your turn,” she said, her voice a little breathless.

His slow slide up her thigh stopped and he gently squeezed her flesh. “My turn?”

She settled in closer, shoulders touching, thighs rubbing, hands a little hungry for more. “For another bad-date story. Surely there was someone worse than the greedy woman who just wanted you to buy her food for the next week.”

Sam smiled and resumed his voyage beneath her dress. The waves of arousal swimming through her system grew larger and more insistent. She was glad she hadn’t worn a tight dress, she’d hate to have missed the feeling of Sam’s fingers stroking her inner thigh.

The waitress came and they ordered another round of drinks. This would have to be her last one, and then she’d have to get some food in her stomach. Her head was whirling slightly but it was more from the sexy man beside her and the intimate way he was touching her, than from the alcohol.

Meredith shifted in the much-more-comfortable seat, dropping her leg to the side to give his fingers better access. She barely worried about what he thought about her fleshy thigh. The liquor had apparently done a good job of lowering her inhibitions.

“There was the woman who took her cat with us on our date,” he said. “The furry thing was curled up in her lap the entire time. She petted it and talked to it for the entire drive down the coast. I might as well have been their chauffeur.”

“Maybe she was afraid you were going to try to get in her lap and she wanted protection.” She laughed louder when the thought hit her. “Wait. Ha! She was petting her pussy so you couldn’t.”

Sam joined in her laughter. His fingers had made it to the edge of her panties. Any worries she had about her thick thighs went flying from her mind when he skimmed a finger down the wet center.

Mark your calendar for July 1st! Then enjoy the ride!

Anna

www.annalundauthor.com

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99cent cowboy! Rhonda Lee Carver

Hi, y’all. Rhonda Lee Carver here!

I was invited to a book club to speak to the wonderful ladies and answer questions. I had an exciting time. One question had me giggling. “What do you wear when you write?” I said, “Nothing.” Her eyes lit up and I assured her that I was only teasing. Then I answered honestly. Most days I am wearing shorts, the comfy ones with the expandable waist, T-shirt or tank, and my hair is pulled up into a messy bun. No make up. No cares. I do eventually take a shower, just so you know. Because it’s steamy hot outside and the AC is on inside, sometimes you might find me buried under a blanket. I’m always cold. Lots of times I’ll go outside and write. I love the outdoors for creativity. So, there it is…my secret. But please, if it helps, envision authors in sexy red dresses cut up to their tight bottoms, killer heels and crimson lipstick. I won’t mind, not one bit.

For 99 pennies you can get hot cowboy…well, at least you can purchase a hot, sexy cowboy story that’ll make you want a cowboy.

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And coming in July is The Discreet Cowboy, book 6.

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Pre-order here

 

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Super Sexy Excerpt – a New Adult Erotica with a Supernatural Twist

Adults Only Here Please! Because it’s so very sexy!!!

Legend Awakening is Book 1 of the Diaries of a Casanova Series. I’m writing it with a man I met when I worked in the music industry, and it’s a fictionalized telling of his life story. There will be two more books soon, so I want you to enjoy the introduction to his sexual awaking.

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Here’s an excerpt from Legend Awakening:

Liam reached for Kaylee and helped her to her feet, then guided her to sit on his lap facing him. He had an almost overwhelming urge to want her mouth back on him. Any guy would want more, but it distracted him, becoming an instinctual need in him. More than just a sexual desire.

She kissed him, quick and wild, her tongue lashing against his. Ending the kiss, she shoved him back on the bed.

Liam just looked at her, trying to continue behaving as a gentleman. “You’re beautiful and sexy.” Romance was quickly turning into lust.

Wiggling her hips, she moved forward, rubbing her sweet honey all over his hungry manhood. She lowered herself, adjusting her trajectory until the head of his shaft touched her outer lips.

A blast of heat raced through his loins, engulfing him in fire. He slid his palms along her firm thighs.

She grabbed the base of him and rubbed his tip into her sex, pushing it into her soft, ready warmth.

A big, Texas-sized grin spread across his face as epiphany hit him. Holy fricking hell, he was about to have sex. With his hot, amazing woman.

“Liam, oh wow, babe, it’s…so…oh, wow.” She dropped herself a few inches, taking his head deep into her slick depths.

Energy flooded his bloodstream, tingling raced along his skin. His hands dropped to his sides, his heart began to pound. This felt indescribable. He’d come by his own hand, but nothing like this had ever charged through him.

Kaylee moved slowly, up and down, taking his length deeper and deeper.

It felt too slow for him. The urge to grab her and shove her balls-deep on his shaft became nearly uncontrollable.

She leaned forward and put her palms on his chest. Her unfocused eyes stared at his chin as she panted, as if she’d become possessed by more than just the moment. “Liam, it’s so, so…so fucking marvelous.”

This was the first time he’d ever heard her cuss.

Her body worked, tipping and circling, as her tightness relaxed just a little and shifted, making room for him.

His hips jerked and she made a small noise. He had to hold on, couldn’t risk hurting her. Grabbing the quilt on each side of him in tight fists, he fought back, holding his hunger at bay by sheer force of will.

When she sat up again, he slid inside her those few last inches. Her thighs pressed on his hips. She shuddered and cried out, her face flushed pink, her eyes barely slits.

His blood roared in his ears like a squadron of jets flying over. Insatiable desire, so strong it would not be restrained, took over his body, and he gave in to the compulsion.

Liam pulled Kaylee into his arms and flipped her under him on the mattress.

“Oh my God, I—”

He dug the fingers of one hand into her hair and pressed his lips to her perfect mouth, his tongue plunging, their teeth tapping with the intensity of the kiss.

Running his free hand down to her luscious bottom, he lifted her hips, impaling her with everything he had. What the hell happened to treating her like she was breakable? He paused, looking at her face.

She smiled up at him and made a moaning sound that amped up the lust inside him. Then, she grabbed fistfuls of his hair. “Yes. Hard. Do me hard.”

Liam had no doubt Kaylee was not acting like herself, and there was no question that he wasn’t himself either. What was going on here? He jerked his hips back, pulling nearly all the way out of her, then slammed back in, pulled out and slammed back in harder. The pleasure flowing into his swollen member coursed through his body like an explosion of molten lava.

Her indrawn breath made her nipples cut hot trails along the skin of his chest. Her eyes went wild as she wrapped her legs around him, opening herself wider for him, urging him further inside her with her calves.

He growled, a sound he’d never made before, and he let the intense craving drive his hips. Pistoning his shaft into her, he took her hard and fast, moving his hand from her hair to her shoulder to hold her under him. His other hand slid between their bodies and his thumb found her “oh my God” button and began circling it.

She screamed his name and her tightness contracted around his shaft, her whole body tensing. Her nails scraped along his back as she cried out with each sure thrust of his powerful hips.

He couldn’t get deep enough inside her, he couldn’t pump hard enough, fast enough. The feral need spun his thoughts until all he knew was the drive to mate.

Slamming into her, her body melted beneath him as her climax slowed, dropping her back to Earth with a quiet cry. She sucked in air. “Liam, holy fuck, I’ve never had anything like that…”

He pistoned faster, asking her with his eyes, “Again?”

Her eyes shone as she smiled. “Yeah, again.”

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Book Blurb: The Diaries of a Casanova Series addresses the controversial and often taboo art of The Ultimate Female Orgasm. The books are based on true-life events and real life experiences of co-author, Leo J. Canyon, pen name for a country music artist who has been seen by millions. “Leo” has opened his secret vault, telling his story in this truthful adventure that unfolds through fiction. The series of three books combines a traditional romance with a supernatural twist, and sexual passion so strong it smolders off the page. This mysterious subject begs to be explored, opening discussions for women worldwide. Join us as we take this erotic storytelling journey together. It’s fiction based on truth, guaranteed to get a little rain on you.

LEGEND AWAKENING

When small-town, Southern boy Liam Jackson learns he’s able to evoke The Ultimate Female Orgasm, he’s unprepared for the side effects. With each one he brings forth, he inherits the woman’s sexual uncertainty and frustrations. This frees the woman to love whomever she chooses, but binds Liam’s soul more and more with each encounter, lessening his ability to find love.

Inspired by the rumor of a legendary ritual known as “The Rain Ceremony,” Liam questions whether this ability may be his hereditary legacy. In a reckless search for answers, he creates havoc with the people he cares about most. Reaching the lowest point of his life, he is faced with a pivotal decision: will Liam seek the future his family wants for him, or continue his search for the truth?

As the legend awakens, Liam can no longer ignore the mysterious powers at work within him.

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Read the first chapter and find out where you can get your copy at my WEBSITE

Hope this hot little excerpt helps you have an amazing day!
Randi
“Rode Hard and Put Up Satisfied”
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Summer Romance by Anna Lund

Ahhh, summer romance. First loves. Young love. I always think of Sandy and Danny singing Summer Lovin’ in Grease. Or Johnny and Baby doing that lift in Dirty Dancing.

It was the kind of love you wrote about in your diary but more often than not, your life and his take different paths and you never see each other again. Over the years, you think about that bittersweet time occasionally and wonder about him. That’s what happened to Hayley in my newest release, Summer Lover. Ethan has been gone for five years and she’s learned to live without him.

Then he comes back.

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But Ethan’s also moved on and his life is full of responsibilities now. He’s glad to see Hayley again – but he’s only here for the weekend.

Excerpt:

He grasped her soft shoulders and for one crazy moment he wanted to pull her into his arms and take up where they’d left off all those years ago. Wanted to taste her tempting lips and lick the fat water droplets that still clung to her smooth skin. Wanted to rub his palm over the ass she’d mooned him with. And more than almost anything he wanted to grab the edge of the towel where it was tucked between her breasts and strip it from her body.

But Ethan let go of her and stepped back, away from her soft skin, away from the ever widening puddle of water. Just because they’d had a thing going for a few summers when they were younger didn’t mean they should pick up where they’d left off.

Although at the moment, after her soft breath had caressed his face and her hands had brushed against his body, he couldn’t come up with a single reason why not.

He wasn’t staying at Barden Lake long enough to pick up anything. That was reason enough.

But of course, they can’t resist picking up where they left off:

He reached for his shorts to grab a condom out of the pocket. The fact that he’d slipped one in there this morning was proof that he’d known, or at least hoped, they’d end up like this. When his hand touched nothing but decking, he reluctantly stopped suckling her and looked around for the shorts.

“Damn.”

Hayley opened her eyes. “What?”

“Can you reach my shorts? Somehow they ended up behind you.”

She twisted around to look for them. “Sure.” She evidently didn’t want to move from the point of delicious friction either, for she only took one hand off his shoulder and stretched behind her to reach his shorts, never stopping the pulsing of her hips as she rocked against him. She snagged them with her fingers and dangled the khaki shorts in front of him.

She cocked her head. “You need these right now?”

He raised a brow. “I need what’s in the pocket.”

“Oh. Okay. I’ll get it.” It only took her a moment to find it and rip it open. “Allow me to take care of this for you.”

His cock jumped at her words. She slid back only far enough to let his erection spring free from beneath her. “Ooh, he looks eager.” She glanced up at Ethan, mischief in her eyes.

She was such a refreshing change from the serious women he’d dated in the city. He’d forgotten how much fun Hayley was. How she made him laugh when they were together. How his heart beat faster and all his senses seemed to go into overdrive just being around her.

She leaned over and placed a sloppy kiss on the head of his penis before she started to slowly roll the condom over his sensitive flesh. “Nice boy,” she crooned as she stroked it over his erection a fraction of an inch at a time. It was sweet torture. He wanted to scream at her to hurry or he’d never make it into her creamy heat, but she was having such a good time playing with him that he couldn’t help but smile.

Her fingers danced along the length of him as he felt the need swirling inside him. The pressure built with each teasing touch. Ethan closed his eyes and tried to steady his breathing until she finally finished covering him.

He let out his breath with a shaky groan and grasped her by the waist. Without a word, he lifted her up and then lowered her onto his waiting shaft. It was heaven. Finally, she was surrounding him. Finally, he was buried inside her again.

Some might say that reality never matched up to a man’s dreams, but the reality of being sheathed in Hayley’s sweet body was sweeter than any dream he might have had over the past few years. Sweeter than any of his memories.

If you’re in the mood for a little summer reading, check out Summer Lover. Reviews call it hot and fun and emotional.

So did you have any summer lovers? Is there someone you look back on with fondness? Did you ever see him again?

Anna

www.annalundauthor.com

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Bald Cowboy–Rhonda Lee Carver

Hi y’all. One of my dear friends married her best friend, a cowboy from Texas, a few months back. They are so happy they make me happy. One evening we were sitting around with burgers and hot dogs on the grill and we got into a discussion whether he should shave his head bald or not. Yes, he is balding, but he doesn’t do the comb-over. He has been wrangling the idea to shave or not to shave for a few months now. So, I made him a bet. If I made a shot in the hoop he would shave. If I didn’t he wouldn’t shave. He agreed. Let me just say, I’m horrible at basketball. Whether it’s because I’m only 5’2, or just don’t have the skill, I suck. He was grinning ear to ear because he believed he had this. And guess what? The ball spun around the rim twice then went in. I won!

He shaved and two days later my friend told me, “Every where my hubby goes he’s being flirted with. He was even asked out while he was at the coffee shop. Women love baldies.” LOL.

So, what do you think? Should a man shave his head or not? Or does it matter if he’s a cowboy…?

Have you heard the news? Book 6 of Cowboys of Nirvana is up for pre-order.

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Pre-order now!

 

Excerpt:

Well, so be it! She walked onto the dock, the wood planks creaking under her feet.

She wouldn’t let him deter her from enjoying herself. In fact, she’d show him!

Reaching for the hem of her shirt, she dragged the tank over her head and dropped it . Next came her shorts. Her nipples budded and she wanted to believe that it was caused by the breeze, but the moisture building between her legs couldn’t be ignored–couldn’t be stopped. There was something sensual about standing there, partially naked, with a handsome stranger, a cowboy, watching her. His hand came up and scraped his jaw, and the horse pranced from foot to foot. Did the mare sense his irritation…or tension?

Was Dade growing hard?

Her core pulsated and her skin warmed. She had only meant to prove a point, but instead she’d tapped into a fiery awareness inside of her body. Her nipples were now throbbing and pressing against the lace of her bra.

Not sure what had come over her, she had no choice but to follow through, and pretty much needed cooled off. Stepping to the edge of the dock she jumped in.

A second later she surfaced, squealing. “Holy fuck!” The water was frigid. Apparently, she hadn’t thought this idea through carefully enough. Swimming to the ladder, she climbed the rungs and raced to her clothes, quickly pulling them on. Scanning the field where Dade had been, she didn’t see him. Disappointment slithered through her. He was now gone. But in time she’d see him again.

Three more days and The Lawman’s Promise (Book 2, Buttermilk Valley) is releasing!

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Excerpt:

“MOVE ONE MUSCLE and I’ll splatter your baby maker all over that fake Picasso painting hanging on the wall behind your head.”

Blake McKenzie held the shotgun steady on the naked man sprawled out on the messy bed. It was so quiet in the motel room, a pin hitting the floor would have been heard.  Empty beer bottles were scattered around the small area and the scent of smoke was strong in the air, making Blake want to gag.

The girl shifted on the bed, pink colored her cheeks as she pulled her shirt closed in order to hide her bare chest. “Blake, what are you doing here?”

“You’re a minor and your mother has been worried sick about you.” Blake didn’t take her gaze off the boy who was now sweating profusely and huddled up close to the headboard as if it was his lifeline. “So I’m asking you the same question.”

“Hey, she is here because she wants to be,” the man, Jonathon, finally muttered.

“Do the math, Einstein,” Blake said. “Twenty minus sixteen equals illegal. Not only are you lacking in brains by giving a juvenile alcohol, but messing with an underage child has serious consequences. You’re looking at some time behind bars.”

Monica shifted, making herself the wall between the shotgun and her boyfriend. “I love him. I’m going to marry him,” she wailed.

“Honey, you don’t want to marry this boy. I promise you.” Blake lowered her gun a mere inch so she could look at her best friend’s daughter. “Isn’t it time you told her the truth, Jonathon?” He sat there, his bottom lip quivering and tears rolling down his cheeks. “Let me do the honors since it seems the cat’s got your tongue. Monica, he has another girlfriend and she’s pregnant by him.”

 

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From a Newbie @ #RAGT16

by Dalton Diaz

I finally made it to Lori Foster’s Reader and Author Get Together, and I’m having a blast! See for yourself. Have to hurry here because the conference isn’t over, so not everyone is tagged. (OMG, the baskets!) More pics on FB later.

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Reduced price for this month only (Alice Gaines)

This month, Amazon is featuring my sexy Regency romance, Captain and Countess.  It’s on sale for $1.99 for Kindle.

https://www.amazon.com/Captain-Countess-Alice-Gaines-ebook/dp/B00RUP60TI?ie=UTF8&ref_=asap_bc

captainandcountessThe book won the Washington Romance Writers Marlene Award for historical romance and was one of the first books selected for the Kindle Scout program.  Here’s an excerpt:

Bess woke some time in the night to a strange sound. For a moment, she had to focus on where she was. Definitely not in her bedroom. In the dim light from the fire, she made out the interior of the gamekeeper’s cottage. Oh yes, the storm. She’d taken shelter here from wind and driving rain, both of which had died down. Not even a drip sounded on the roof above. So what was that noise?

Jason Northcross, of course. He was doing something in the chair by the fire. Could that be his teeth chattering?

“What are you doing over there?” she asked.

“Nothing. Go back to sleep.”

His voice displayed displeasure in the extreme. What did he have to be angry about? He’d intruded on her, not the other way around.

“Is that your jaw clattering?” she asked.

“I’m cold, if you must know the truth.”

“Throw some more wood on the fire.”

“We don’t have much left,” he said. “I’m saving it.”

“In heaven’s name, for what?”

“For later. If the fire goes out, we’ll both become very cold, indeed.”

He had a point. She’d planned to bank the fire and stay warm with her own body heat, nestled under two blankets. Because of him, she’d had to make do with one. She’d grown a bit chilly herself. They had a problem, and only one solution offered itself. He’d resist, but neither of them had any choice, really.

“You’d better come get in bed.” With me. Dear Lord, what was she saying?

“I can’t do that, and you know very well why.” Delightful. He’d gone from sounding angry to petulant.

“This is hardly the lap of luxury,” she said. “Do you honestly mean to tell me that you couldn’t control yourself, even under these circumstances?”

He didn’t answer. He didn’t even move. Somehow the chair still managed to creak.

“Neither of us will get warm and neither of us will get any sleep with you and your blanket over there,” she said.

He still didn’t utter a word. After a long moment, he sighed.

“Your brother and sister will be angry with me if you catch something dreadful,” she said.

“They wouldn’t approve of me making love with you, either.”

“They wouldn’t know if you didn’t tell them.”

He went back to silence, his body a rigid silhouette against the glow of the fire.

“Everyone’s going to be quite scandalized that we were out all night together, anyway,” she said.

“You’re giving me permission?” he whispered.

Now it was her turn for silence. He refused to take complete responsibility for what would happen next, if indeed she allowed it. In truth, she already had with her invitation. After their earlier encounters, neither he nor she could pretend any surprise that things would get out of hand if he got under the covers with her, especially as neither of them were fully dressed. And faced with the real possibility that she’d let him—no, ask him—to take the ultimate liberties with her, she finally had to admit the truth. She wanted him. She’d wanted him that first night after the opera. She’d wanted him in her rose garden and by the river. And she wanted him now, more than she wanted anything else in the world.

The fact that she’d protested the opposite for this long only spoke to a dishonesty she hadn’t thought herself capable of. She claimed she didn’t care what others thought of her, but she’d held him away for just that reason. As a widow taking a younger man to her bed, she could be the object of ridicule. Then, too, she had to face her fear that he’d find her less than perfect and might even regret dallying with her. And yet, if she turned him down, she’d always wonder what she’d missed.

“I am giving you permission,” she said. “Complete permission.”

For a moment, he still didn’t move. Then he let out a long breath, as if he’d been holding it. She might have been holding her own.

The chair creaked again as he rose. When he lifted the tails of his shirt and reached to the fastening of his pants, she looked away. She’d feel him soon enough. She could look later. His step came slowly as he approached the bed. He spread the second blanket on top of her and stood, looking down. He’d left his shirt on but was naked below. So big. So male. So absolutely beautiful.

“You’re sure about this?” he asked.

“For heaven’s sake, I was a married woman,” she said. “I’m not a virgin, Captain Northcross.”

“You’d better call me Jason, don’t you think?” With that, he lifted the blankets and slipped in beside her.

“Jason,” she said before he leaned over and kissed her.

His caresses had enflamed her before. Now only flimsy layers of linen separated them. The heat of his body surrounded her as he kissed her again and again. Tonight, she wouldn’t push him away. He wouldn’t stop himself, stating reluctance to harm her reputation or other such nonsense. Tonight, he’d show her what a healthy young man consumed with lust could do.

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By the way, I’ll be raffling off more of my hand knitted items in July to celebrate the release of my contemporary romance, Just One Week, from Entangled Publishing.  If you’d like to join my newsletter list to be entered to win, go to my blog http://www.alicegaines.blogspot.com Here’s a picture of one of my past prizes. newpinkcowl

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Traveling in Paris and London oops my Blog Roshandra R.M.Simone’ surrounded by Vampires

Hi everyone…oops on my BLOG posting date and just been traveling and returned and catching up on my BOOK EVENTS and BOOK excerpt sharing.  So much to say and so little TIME. Lol.  First PARIS was beyond amazing and also stayed at a Chateau and did it all FIRST CLASS.  The feelings and experience I had inspired me into more writing of course.  SO let’s share this.  VAMPIRES. Oh yes, not only did I SENSE them, but in both PARIS and in LONDON I actually saw some in person.   Often when i am writing I experience DIMENSIONAL beings or characters that SPEAK to me so clearly that there is no other explanation other than they are REAL.   Other AUTHORS have had similar experiences such as HARRY POTTER and ANNE RICE to name a few book authors.

For me it is Edear VALLEN Le Toussaint Athanase’  from my BOOK V Saga THE KISS, THE MIST and THE REBORN.  He is always very present in my psyche and touches my heart and soul when i write his story and my coming BOOK VI saga the Next GENERATION.  This is the modern times of this Athanase Mansion France family of BORN Vampire immortals.  WINTER WINE will be the next new Launch from the existing Saga and FIVE BOOKS now available.   Hope you explore this Kismet Romance and how this group of BORN Vampires came into being and the Atlantis history and the current lifetimes they are living in PARIS.

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Book V

I also had the NEW Vampire CHARACTER visit me in LONDON at the Kensington area of the Palace there and at my hotel the first night.  He is a DARK Vampire and writing this REVELANT book one The Shadows opened a door into two types of harvested vampires that were used for hybrids during the dark period of ATLANTIS before her third Fall.  This vampire intrigues me as he is  trapped here on Earth for this SOJOURN and he is INDESTRUCTIBLE .   He is captured and the jailers THINK they will Break him.  Instead for the breeding program to harvest his DNA cross over to the lead female scientist of this program he turns swiftly on her and ends up  Marking her, Changing her, and Turning her into his beyond BDSM sex toy.  Oh, yes, he gets her pregnant too.   Stay TUNED this launches in a month.

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Roshandra May 2016 Paris, May 2016, St.James Relais Chateau

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Paris St.James Chateau

 

 

 

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