69 Shade Of Smut

Cowboy Giveaway! Rhonda Lee Carver

Hey, y’all! Spring has sprung. What are some of your favorite things about this season? I love seeing the new flowers pop up, the leaves fill the trees, which seems to happen overnight. New life being born on the ranches and farms. The first of the season vegetables in the garden. Ripe strawberries. And shirtless men.

Did you know that I have a cowboy up for pre-order? I do! Cowboys Forgive will be released June 7th!.

 

 

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Blurb:

Taking a dirt bath off a bull lands Jace Jackson into the hands of beautiful, smart, sexy country singer Jessa Garvey. In pain and loopy on pain meds, he has no clue he’s flirting with her, and making a big damn fool of himself. Back in high school she rejected him, and although years have passed, sometimes a cowboy can’t forget. When Miss Priss invades his space at Nirvana, he decides to give her a dose of her own medicine and puts her to work mucking stalls. That’ll teach her…
Or will it?
Trading her guitar for a shovel, Jessa is out to prove to Jace that she isn’t the same person she was as a teenager. As far as she’s concerned, he’ll forgive her even if it kills her, or lands her hot and willing in bed with the dangerously handsome cowboy.
She’s in deep.
Forgiveness is granted, but she isn’t prepared for the choices she must make. Has she changed enough? Does the sliver of selfishness remain?

 

Excerpt:

“I’m getting my pants back on. I’m feeling a draft.” He searched the room and found his clothes neatly stacked on the table. As he stepped over to grab them his gown opened in the back, showing off a pair of blue striped boxers. She stifled a giggle. Good thing he wasn’t naked, but good for whom? She wouldn’t have minded. Tight asses were hard to find.

“Damn!” He gave his head a quick shake. She noticed that he was having some difficulty managing sliding one foot into the leg of his jeans because he was favoring his sore ribs.

“Here, I’ll help.”

She heard his gasp as she knelt before him, helping him slide one leg in, and once that was done, she smiled. “That’s wasn’t too hard.” She looked up and gulped. She was eye-level with his crotch—his bulging crotch.

His eyes fell to her mouth and he didn’t need to say a word for her to realize where his thoughts headed. She couldn’t help herself as her own thoughts stumbled down the same direction. Looking further up his body, he was wide-eyed and a tuft of his hair hung down his forehead.

Clearing her throat, she wasn’t sure where to go from here.

He closed his eyes. Could he be trying to control his thoughts? Things only got worse—or harder. The tip of his erection poked out of the hole in his underwear. He opened his eyes and groaned in humiliation.

With jeans scrunched at his ankles, he took a step back, lost his balance and fell back onto the floor, hitting his head on the metal table sending it crashing against the wall.

“Damn! Son-of-a-gun. Mother fucker!” After the strings of curses finished, he lifted a hand to touch the back of his head, wincing in pain.

“Jace? Are you okay?” She squatted beside him, helping him sit up. “Does it hurt?”

“No, it feels great.” He touched his ribs lightly.

She bit her lip, not sure what to do to help him at this point. “I’m sorry.”

“I shouldn’t have gotten out of bed this morning.” He moaned. “Go ahead, hit me right here and knock me out.” He patted his cheek.

“I wouldn’t do that.” She frowned.

“Damn pain pills better work!” he groaned.

“Hold on. Let me see what I can do.” She found an ice bag that he must have been using on his ribs. She brought it over and he watched her, his eyes glazed. Yeah, she’d guess the meds were starting to kick in. Patting her lap, he looked at her funny. “I’ll ice the back of your head.”

He wrapped his steely arms around her. Their faces were so close she could see a freckle on his cheek. “I’m a little blurry-eyed and wobbly, but you’re beautiful.”

“Yes, you are a bit blurry-eyed.” She stifled a giggle.

Before she knew what was happening, he bobbed back and forth then moaned. Just as she’d suspected, she was no resistance against his weight. Together they fell to the floor with him sprawling on top of her, pinning her underneath his unconscious body. “Jace?”

Nothing.

“Hello? Yoo-hoo!” She tapped him on the shoulder. This time she received a deep snore in response.

Oh no. I’m trapped.

She tried pushing him to the side, but her arms were stuck under him. His snoring grew louder, tickling her ear drum. Her limbs were quickly falling asleep. And if this position wasn’t enough to throw her for a loop, his hand came up and grasped her breast. What should have been pure humiliation skittering through her body instead was a reminder that she was a woman who craved a man’s touch. A woman who found this cowboy sexy and amazingly virile.

He jerked and she looked down at his profile. He was staring at her. “Jessa? That’s you,” he mumbled. “You, snob, you. I didn’t like your prom dress.”

She froze. So, he did recognize me. Although he was talking out of his head.

“You’re cozy,” he said against her chest.

Jessa realized she should be doing her best to get the brawny man off her body, but instead, she found it quite entertaining. And she had a feeling this wouldn’t be the last time she saw Jace Jackson, not if she could help it.

GIVEAWAY!

I’d like to offer one Cowboys of Nirvana ebook to one winner! What is your favorite thing about spring? Post your answer to that question in the comment section and you’ll be entered to win one of the hot cowboys. I’ll choose one random winner on 4/30/17 at my Author page. Best of luck!Author page!

Check these delicious cowboys out here…Cowboys of Nirvana

 

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Release Day! Rhonda Lee Carver

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Rhonda Lee Carver is the bestselling author of the series Second Chance Cowboys and the Cowboys of Nirvana. She has written more than 40 books and loves writing heroes who love to get their hands dirty and heroines who readers can relate to. Rhonda sprinkles her stories with a dash of reality, a teaspoon of heartbreak. a splattering of second chances and a heaping amount of romance.

From cowboys to military to lawmen to wolves…you’ll find your reason to fall in love.

Rhonda loves connecting with readers, so please click on the links below and let her know your passion for reading!

 

Summer is flying and I’m knocking out cowboys–not literally–but I’ve been hitting my keyboard fast and hard. I’m excited today because The Discreet Cowboy (#6, Cowboys of Nirvana) is available now! If you pre-ordered it, you should have it in your Kindle. If you didn’t, no worries. Grab it now! I’ll have the buy links below.

This story was one of my faves to write. Dade hit the dirt off a horse and was temporarily paralyzed. Docs told him he’d never walk again, but nothin’ keep a cowboy down. After grueling, long therapy, he’s walking again–but not quite as recovered as he’s hoped. Dade also has a few secrets that might shock you, or entice you, or maybe a bit of both. Warning: He’s the youngest cowboy I’ve written and the most naive.

 

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Here’s a snippet. Enjoy!

Starting for the hem of her shirt, she stopped. One horse moved away from the others at a slow trot.

Narrowing her eyes, she focused. Is that a man sitting on top?

She swallowed.

Dade sat in the saddle. He was far enough away that she couldn’t make out the details of his face, but she’d recognize the black hat and broad shoulders anywhere. So he traded in his wheels for hooves? Blowing out a long breath, she tapped the toe of her shoe in frustration. How had he found her? Couldn’t he take a hint? Angry that he ruined her moment of tranquility, she had half a mind to stomp across the field and tell him to go jump off a cliff—with a parachute, of course.

Telling him anything about her frustration wouldn’t work. He’d just play stupid and pretend it was only a coincidence that she saw him everywhere she went.

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

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

Dragging her tank over her head and dropping it, next came her shorts. Her nipples budded and she wanted to believe that it was caused by the cool breeze, but the moisture building between her legs couldn’t be ignored or chalked up to weather. There was something insanely erotic about standing in the open, partially naked, with a handsome stranger watching her. Yeah, he’s watching me alright. His hand came up and rubbed his jaw, and he shifted in the saddle. The horse pranced from foot to foot, then clawed at the ground. Did the mare sense Dade’s irritation…or tension?

Her core pulsated and her skin warmed. She had only meant to prove a point, but instead she’d unleashed a fiery awareness inside of her, one she hadn’t felt in a very long time. Her nipples were now bunched and pressing against the lace of her bra, craving a hand or a mouth to put out the achiness.

Not sure what had come over her, she had no choice but to follow through. A good cooling off was exactly what she needed to drench the desire. Taking a step, her knees weak and trembling, she stood at the edge of the dock, then jumped into the water with a splash.

A second later, she surfaced to the top, squealing. “Holy fuck!” The water was frigid. She hadn’t thought this idea through very well. Her bottom lip quivered, her teeth chattered, and her toes were like ice cubes as she swam to the ladder of the deck. She climbed the rungs slowly as her blood started circulating again. Dripping wet and skin scattered with goosebumps, she hurried and pulled on her clothes in record time.

Feeling somewhat human again, she remembered why she’d done the stunt in the first place.

Scanning the field where Dade had been, he was gone. Disappointment slithered through her. She skimmed the line of trees and the fence where the horses were grazing, further in the distance where a group of deer munched on foliage along the edge of the brush. She hooded her eyes with her hand to protect them from the sun, which made everything appear blurred, as she looked toward the road. She caught a tiny glimpse of him riding away. Her stomach twisted as her core tingled.

Did he think she was completely out of control?

It didn’t matter what he thought.

Yeah, it sort of did. Ridiculous.

“The secret to getting rid of the cowboy was to strip naked.” She wasn’t sure why that bothered her. Wasn’t that what she wanted?

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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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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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They were Summer Lovers by Anna Lund

He’s a city boy and she’d never leave her cottage on the lake. Summer Lover is a reunion romance. A spanking romance. A sexy and emotional romance, with enough smut for all our 69 Shades readers. And it’s available now!

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Ethan and Hayley were summer lovers until the year Ethan didn’t come back to the lake. Now, after a health scare, the workaholic CEO has returned for the weekend, under orders to relax. He thought the trip was going to be a waste of time until he sees Hayley again. He soon realizes she’s what’s been missing from his life.

Hayley never stopped loving Ethan. They pick up where they left off, kissing, bantering and enjoying fun spankings that lead to hot sex. But he’s a city boy and she’d never leave her cottage by the lake. Ethan has a plan that might give them both what they want – or break them up forever.

Summer Lover

Excerpt:

Ethan dropped a kiss onto that little heart-shaped mole he still saw in his dreams. God, she was perfect. How could he have stayed away from her for so long? He gathered her beautiful, plump breasts, savoring the weight, the shape in his hands. Then he skimmed his thumbs over her nipples just to hear that catch in the back of her throat.

Hayley grasped his shoulders and leaned away, dropping her head back. “Yes, Ethan! Oh, that’s so good!”

“Is this what you want, sweetheart? Are you ready to do it now?”

“Yes, Ethan.” She gasped again. “Now.”

Thank goodness for their private little cove.

Somehow they managed to strip the shorts and underwear from their bodies without ever completely losing contact. Hands, legs, lips remained touching at one point or another through all the desperate undressing. Ethan noticed Hayley’s breathing was just as ragged as his. Her movements just as frantic.

How could he have ever thought he could see Hayley again and not end up making love with her? Or had he known it from the moment he saw her last night? He should have had her in this bed last night instead of just thinking about her all night long.

It didn’t matter now. Once they were both naked, he spread his shirt over the soft grass and then pulled her back onto his lap, facing him. One testing finger told him she was wet and ready for him, but he wanted her squirming first. He lowered his head and took one of her succulent nipples into his mouth. Years ago, she’d loved for him to play with her sensitive nipples, had loved the attention he’d paid to her breasts. And if he hadn’t remembered, the fact that she grasped his head and held him down, left him with no doubt.

While his mouth was occupied with her tender nipples, he slid a hand between her thighs. She opened wider for him and then he slid two fingers into her slick heat. Hayley pushed against him, rubbing her wet sex against his hand. Her musky scent overwhelmed him. His cock throbbed with need. He couldn’t wait much longer or he’d explode.

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.

I hope you’ll give Summer Lover a try and I’m happy to announce that I’ll have a new release with Blushing Books on July 1st!

Natasha

www.natashamoore.com

 

 

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Keeping Busy and a Hot Excerpt by Dalton Diaz

Once again, I couldn’t make it to RT, and as the pics start to flow, I’m feeling a bit bummed. I had high hopes for going this year because I love Vegas, and because I know that attending next year is unlikely with two kids graduating college and a big anniversary happening at the same time.

Thankfully, I have a few exciting things to keep me busy for the next week. The premier of season 2 of Outlander, the arrival of The Beast by Jr Ward, binge-watching the final season of True Blood (I was late to that party!), the construction that has finally begun on my house from last year’s storm damage, and hey…WRITING!

I’m going to leave you with a hot excerpt from Great Zeus, my story in the Gods Gone Wild anthology with Ashlyn Chase. Enjoy!

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Two Gods are in big trouble with Zeus. Gods will be gods and when these two taunt Pele for their own entertainment, she erupts, literally, creating a whole new Hawaiian island. But Zeus is not amused and must teach them a lesson they won’t forget.

Epimetheus knows he screwed up. Well, he knows it since Zeus pointed it out with a lightning bolt or two. He’s willing to take his punishment like a Titan, but all bets are off when his beloved dead wife Pandora shows up.

Pandy has no memory of him. Epimetheus has no powers, and no forethought. What could possibly go wrong?

Excerpt
“Who do you see when you look at me like that?”

What? The question brought me back to the present, where Hope was still dressed and standing in front of the bed instead of on it. She was also frowning.

I closed the distance between us and caressed her soft cheek. “You.”

“You called for Pandora when you ran toward the limo earlier. I’m not mad,” she clarified before kissing my palm. “I know you’re kind of obsessed with ancient Greek mythology. I just want to make sure you’re here with me.

That you know I’m flesh and blood Hope, a human who makes mistakes.”

“Don’t you get it? Pandora was a human gift from the gods.” I closed my eyes against a wave of emotion before being able to look at her to say the words. “I’m not mixing you up with some idea of perfection. I’m calling you, Hope, a gift beyond value. Faults and all.”

She was quiet for a moment before she nodded. “From anyone else, that would border on stalker scary. From you, it makes sense.”

I laughed. “Thanks. I think.”

“Will you do something for me now, though?” She licked her lips in a nervous gesture that made me want to beg for mercy.

“Yes.” It didn’t matter what she asked for, it was hers.

“Will you take your clothes off first this time?”

I stepped back and stripped without another word, or even a wince at leaving my pain-free zone. When I was done, I laid her hands on my bare chest.

“Please,” I took a deep breath. “Touch me.”

“Jack.” It was a whisper of desire. It was also the wrong fucking name.

“Please don’t get mad.” I put my hands over hers, afraid she’d pull away. “But that’s not my name. The Powers That Be thought I should go in under a fake name, and I’ll bet I can thank Tony for coming up with that one.”

“Thank god!” Her topaz eyes danced with humor. “So what is your real name?”

I couldn’t give her that, but it didn’t really matter beyond not calling me

Jack. “Theus.” I settled on getting as close to my real name as I dared.

“Yeah, I really am Greek.”

I kissed her, both to stop any more questions and because I really, really wanted to kiss her. It was all good until her soft palm slid down my body.

The next thing I knew, I was over her on the bed and she was pushing at my chest. “Theus, don’t you dare!”

The first time she used the name was in warning, dammit.

“Shit! Sorry!” I forced myself to roll to my back. “That was an out-of-control thing, not a trying-to-control thing, I swear.”

“Are you saying I need to tie you up?” she asked, clearly hopeful.

Oh fuck. We’d done that once. I still maintained it had resulted in a major earthquake credited to Poseidon. I groaned and covered my eyes with my arm. “Not helping!”

I felt her leave the bed. While the instant return of pain helped get me back under control, I had to wonder if I’d blown it after all. I couldn’t look, even when I heard the unmistakable sound of a suitcase zipper. Thankfully, it wasn’t long before I felt the bed dip with her weight.

When the movement stopped, I took a deep breath and let my arm fall to the sheets to clutch them in desperation. The only thing Hope was wearing was a look on her face that said she planned to eat me alive.

The next few minutes were delicious agony. Gentle touches that started at my brow, each caress followed by a soft kiss and a quick flick of her hot tongue. I let her draw it out for as long as I could, knuckles white on the sheets, body trembling out of control by the time she dipped below my rib cage. She was methodical in her torture, following a path that took her down the outside of one leg and up the inside of the other.

I’d dare any man to keep his cool when his lover spreads his legs and nips the tender insides of his thigh, let alone when that was followed by a hot flick of tongue. I was a mere man, and glad for it at that moment. Who knew what could have been unleashed with my normal energy.

She gave my other thigh the same nip and lick, but this time her tongue remained on my skin, flicking closer and closer to her true target.

“Ah, gods!” I couldn’t let her do it. One touch and I would come, and quite possibly disappear. If that happened before we made love, she would be emotionally destroyed.

Herculean effort my ass. Herc had nothing on what it took for me to release the bedsheets and grasp her hands. She looked startled, then wary. I knew what she was thinking, and that I had to talk fast.

“Please,” I rasped. “Can I be inside you the first time? After that—” I swallowed hard. “After that, it can be your mouth. Every damn day, if you want.”

That made her smile. “I’ll bet.” Her fingers tightened in mine. “But I understand what you’re saying about the first time, and I’d like that too. Theus, I…I love you. You said it before, but I didn’t. I want you to know that before our first time.”

Everything in me instantly calmed and filled with warmth. “I love you too.”

She took an audible breath. “You’re glowing again.”

“Damn straight.”

I pulled her up and into my arms and rolled us over. Not many couples got a second chance to recreate their first time together. She wasn’t a virgin this time, but I refused to dwell on that other than being grateful she wouldn’t feel any pain.

I couldn’t wait. Gods, she was so beautiful. I felt like I was drowning in those topaz eyes, letting my own love shine right back while I positioned my cock. She was hot and wet, so ready for me to make that first deep thrust.

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#AmazonGiveaway for A Cowboy’s Pleasure by @AnitaPhilmar

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A Cowboy’s Pleasure

Naked Bluff, Texas series

Book 5

 Giveaway link https://giveaway.amazon.com/p/f4d281bb3549975d

Blurb–

Having traveled across the country to escape the war between the states, John Bristol Smith needs a job, any job.

Told of a potential job, he arrives at the interview with high expectation. Nothing, however, in his life prepared him for the nature of this assignment. Tess Van Pelt wants excitement and she means to have it.

Her husband is more than willing to pay for whatever she wants and she wants John.

Is this a job or a fantasy?

 

 

Excerpt :

“Oh, no, I plan to keep that sweet mouth of hers busy.” Gab dropped to his knees, putting him at the perfect height beside her. He feed his thick cock to her. “Lick me, baby, I want John to see how good you are a pleasing a man.”

She leered at John and spread her legs, giving him a bull’s eye view of her moist pussy. “Now, Gab, you know he’s not interested in me sucking on his cock. He only wants to fuck my twat.”

John had to agree. The erotic pleasure of kissing her intimate lips had him forgetting his duty of removing her shoes. Instead, he dove for the decadent treat of feeding on her wet folds. He wrapped his hands around her thighs and dropped his head between her legs. The alluring scent of her sex drew him in like a lure, robbing him of the desire to do anything other than cover her weeping entrance with his mouth. The succulent heat excited his taste buds. He licked her slit, driving his tongue deep into the captivating center.

Tess groaned and rocked her hips.

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Character Interview: John Bristol Smith

Please give a warm welcome to John Bristol Smith from A Cowboy’s Pleasure by Anita Philmar today as we sit down and see what makes him tick.

 

Q: So tell us about yourself. What got you in the crosshairs for your author?

 

Oh, Anita, she fell in love with me while writing A Country Doctor’s Bride, which is not out yet because she stopped to write A Cowboy’s Pleasure. You see she liked the idea of me a bad boy. In truth, I was simply looking for a job. Can I help it if that job is to give a woman pleasure?

 

Q: What was it that drew you to your mate?  Don’t have a mate. Don’t want one at the moment, but I sure could fall for someone like Tess Van Pelt. Luck for me her husband doesn’t mind sharing so we can have some real fun.

 

Q: What’s your favorite type of naughty fun?  Before meeting the Van Pelts, I would have said taking my love outside in an open field, but the Van Pelts have shown me how much fun a threesome can be. Can’t wait until I’m invited back to do it again.

 

 

Q: Boxers, briefs or Commando on a man? commando – boxers and brief were really used much in the 1860s and being rather on the poor side of the fence. I usually go without.

Q: If a woman wants to seduce you, what’s one sure fire trick they can do to seduce you? Just reach for the buttons of her dress and show me the sweet swell of her breasts. I want to release my holy poker and nail her right then and there.

 

Q: What is the one place on a woman’s body that you know will drive them wild-in and out of bed?  Oh, women are very sensual beings. I love kissing them from tip of their nose to the toes, with a few detours along the way. I enjoy sucking on their nipples, clit and tasting their sweet cream.

 

Q: What was one of the most embarrassing things your author did to you in A Cowboy’s Pleasure?  Had me rush the moment with Tess. I mean with the lady lying in front of me naked, how could I not dive for a taste of her pussy and lick her moist center.

 

Hope you enjoy,

Anita

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It’s Here! Makin’ It Right by Dalton Diaz

I’m excited to announce that Makin’ It Right, Book 1 in my Hotel Rendezvous series, is now available for 99 cents at all vendors. Woot!

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Makin’ It Right
Hotel Rendezvous Book 1
by Dalton Diaz

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Welcome to the Menger Hotel. Where a Hotel Rendezvous isn’t always as it seems.

High School reunions are supposed to be about seeing how your classmates fared in the real world. For Jenn Bailey, it’s nothing more than good business for her beauty parlor.

Until it means her first love is coming back to town.

Eric Somers is a man on a mission. His biggest regret is not manning up after an embarrassing first time in the sack. Heading back to San Antonio for his ten-year reunion is the perfect opportunity to apologize…and maybe show Jenn Bailey he’d learned a thing or two between the sheets.

Excerpt:

The only thing that would feel better would be skin on skin. The chair was wide, and Jenn used it to her advantage by getting onto her knees, kicking off her heels in the process. It didn’t leave her as fully in his lap as before, but she had use of her hands. She went straight for the buttons of his dress shirt.

She’d seen his chest before, had felt every inch of it beneath her fingers. What was revealed with the release of each button was familiar yet different in subtle ways that made her ache to explore further. His breathing became more ragged, and he watched from lowered lids as she finally spread the open halves of his shirt.

His muscles were harder and more defined, his nipples slightly darker, tempting points. He had a bit more hair across his pecs than before, a smattering darker and thicker than that on his head.

This was a man’s chest. One she found very enticing.

The hair below his belly button was thicker and darker now, too. She followed that path with the tip of her finger until halted by his dress pants and belt.

“Oh shit,” he swore under his breath.

Jenn wasn’t sure he was aware he’d said it aloud as he let go of her waist and clutched the sides of the chair. She stopped moving in his lap, needing her concentration. There was so much to explore, and she didn’t want to miss a thing.

She pushed the shirt down to his wrists. “Leave it there,” she demanded before he could let go to remove it.

“Want your dress off,” he grated.

“Not yet.”

His eyes opened all the way, and he focused on her for a moment, then he closed them again on a groan as she began her exploration, starting at the hollow of his neck. She took her time over every inch, taking special care at his pecs, tracing the veins in his arms, his dark nipples. She loved making the muscles in his chest and arms flex with the varying strength of his grip on the chair. He trembled a few times and quickly brought it under control until she once more circled his bellybutton and traced the trail to his pants.

This time she didn’t stop at his belt buckle. She had it undone in two seconds flat, and he sucked in a sharp breath as she manipulated the button of his slacks.

Then she very carefully lowered his zipper.

“Jenn. Your dress,” he gasped between breaths. “I’m losing it. So pretty. Don’t want to…rip it.”

She looked up to find his eyes on her, the lust in his gaze making all five feet of her feel like a sexual Amazon. With a slow smile, she lowered the hidden zipper at her side and reached down to where the hem was bunched at her hips. Then she drew the dress over her head and tossed it to the floor.

He groaned and met and held her gaze like a lifeline. “I like this. I mean, I really like this, but I don’t know how much longer I can stand it. You have to come first.”

That didn’t make any sense. Unless he thought she wasn’t enjoying what she was doing? He couldn’t be more wrong. “Do you want me to stop?”

“No. God no! Just know that when I reach the end of my rope, I’m going to haul you over to that bed.”

“Well, that sounds good, too, but I am enjoying myself.” She ran her finger over the impressive, cloth-covered ridge that bulged between the open plackets of his slacks. “Honest.”

Oh fuck.” He looked away for a moment and took several deep breaths. “Please, Jenn. I don’t want to blow it with you again.”

Oh! He’d meant physically come first. The realization brought a warm bloom to her cheeks. She’d been so focused on her own success outside her comfort zone that she’d forgotten they were both trying to rewrite their history.

In his case, she had to come first.

“Understood,” she assured him. “But I want to keep going until the very last second you can stand it.”

He nodded his agreement. “I’m close, Jenn. Really close.”

“I like that. I mean, I really like that,” she said with a grin, throwing his words back at him.

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My Valentine’s Day and 99 cent Sale!

I think my husband, aka Stud, is a very lucky man when it comes to Valentine’s Day. He can’t buy me chocolate – I’m allergic. He can’t buy me flowers – I’m allergic. (Plus, I’d get really mad at him for spending money on something that costs a lot and lasts a week at best.)

I do like going out to eat, but not during holiday times with big crowds and feeling rushed as the next wave of people breathe down your neck. So what’s left?

Cheap and easy. Yup, that’s me.

For our very first Valentine’s Day, back when we were first dating, I had to attend a funeral of a close family friend. Stud came over to my house later that night, bearing homemade lasagna. Over the years, we’ve come up with different variations of this, with one or the other taking the reins. It kind of depends who needs the other to step up more at the time.

This Sunday will be our 27th Valentine’s Day together. It’s one of the years that I’m stepping up because I have a need. I need to cook and have it matter. Since we became empty nesters, my cooking has done a bit of a slide. I still love to do it, but it’s just not necessary to put full meals on the table every night for two people.

Well, this weekend, my son is bringing two of his college roommates home with him for something that has nothing to do with Valentine’s Day, but I get to fill the house with good food. These poor guys have existed on really bad college food (most is bad, theirs is REALLY bad) for months. I get to change that this weekend. Strange as it sounds, Happy Valentine’s Day to me!

Gods Gone Wild on sale for 99 cents through Valentine’s Day!

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Gods Gone Wild

Buy link: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B01AKWPJ2G

Great Zeus by Dalton Diaz
Oh My God by Ashlyn Chase
Two Gods are in big trouble with Zeus. Gods will be gods and when these two taunt a fire goddess for their own entertainment, she erupts, literally, creating a whole new Hawaiian island. But Zeus is not amused and must teach them a lesson they won’t forget. Who knew their punishment would lead to finding the loves of their lives?

Great Zeus by Dalton Diaz
Epimetheus knows he screwed up. Well, he knows it since Zeus pointed it out with a lightning bolt or two. He’s willing to take his punishment like a Titan, but all bets are off when his beloved dead wife Pandora shows up. Pandy has no memory of him. Epimetheus has no powers, and no forethought. What could possibly go wrong?

Oh My God by Ashlyn Chase
Rewritten and expanded version of 2009 Eppie nominee, same title

The Greek God of wine, women, and party, falls off a balcony during Mardi Gras in New Orleans. Now he has amnesia. All he knows is that they call him ‘Big D’, he drinks too much and ought to give up alcohol for Lent.

Mandy and Brenda flashed Dionysus right before he fell. They’re nice enough to take him to an AA meeting, and then back to their homes until he recovers his memory. Fortunately, they’re not too nice to be naughty.

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Cover Reveal! Makin’ It Right by Dalton Diaz

Yes, I finally have a new book coming out! Makin’ it Right will be available to the public after March 1, 2016. Prior to that, it will be available at the Wild Wicked Weekend book signing Feb. 27th  at the Menger Hotel in San Antonio, 2:30 – 5 pm. The book signing is open to the public. If you’re in the area, come on down!

More details on Makin’ It Right to follow, when edits are complete. For now…perf5.000x8.000.indd

Also lurking on the horizon, deets on 3 books that will revert to me on Feb. 18! 2016 is starting out with a bang!

Dalton Diaz

http://www.DaltonDiaz.com

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