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Just for fun, an eXcerpt by Alice Gaines

This is from my first self-published book, which is frankly erotic for the first half and a romance for the second half.  I hope you enjoy it.  As usual, you can join my mailing list at http://www.alicegaines.blogspot.com

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Shortly after the beginning of the second act, Carole had her first visitor—a woman, long-limbed, very elegant and most likely in her fifties. She forged her way right in and took the chair next to Carole’s.

She smoothed an errant curl with a bit of gray in it back from her temple. “Well, young lady, you’ve caused quite a stir. No doubt that was your intent.”

“I don’t believe we’ve met.”

“Ah, American,” the woman said. “No wonder no one recognized you.”

“Mrs. Carole Rose from New York.”

Instead of doing the obviously courteous thing—returning the introduction—her visitor pretended to look around. “Mr. Rose doesn’t seem to be in attendance.”

“He died several months ago.”

“My condolences. My mouth gets away from me sometimes. I’m Bertina Hammond, Lady Blakely, but my friends call me Bert.”

“I’m glad to make your acquaintance, Lady Blakely.”

“Well done, Mrs. Rose.” The lady’s smile broadened.

“Because I addressed you formally?”

“Because you didn’t assume I’m your friend.”

The music swelled as the tenor finished his aria. Applause rolled through the theater, as people jumped to their feet. Maybe some of them had listened to the singing. Carole also rose, as did her visitor. They clapped politely for a while and then sat back down.

“So, have you satisfied your curiosity, Lady Blakely?” Carole asked.

“Not entirely.”

“I’m not very interesting.”

The lady laughed. You couldn’t call it actual mirth, but it had a musical quality to it. “A woman alone in one of the best boxes? You had to know you’d attract attention.”

“I hadn’t counted on you to visit.”

“I daresay not, but ah, yes…here he is.”

Lady Blakely turned toward the back of the box, and Carole followed her gaze. Mr. Harthorn entered, went straight to her visitor, and placed a light kiss on her cheek.

“Hello, Bert,” he said.

“Hello, darling,” Lady Blakely answered. “I might have known you’d show up.”

“I can never stay away from you for long,” he answered.

“Liar.” Lady Blakely patted his cheek and rose. “Behave yourself with Mrs. Rose here. She’s American and doesn’t understand our ways.”

“No one understands your ways, Bert,” the man said.

“You’re such a bastard.” The lady rested her hand on Carole’s shoulder. “Watch out for this one.”

“Thank you for stopping by,” Carole said.

Lady Blakely left the box with an angry rustle of silk.

Mr. Harthorn sat in the now vacant chair next to Carole. “You mustn’t pay any attention to Bert. Her claws are sharp but don’t go very deep.”

“Do all people in England wander in without an introduction?” Carole asked.

“We’ve met.”

She studied him. His brown eyes sparkled with mischief, and his sable hair curled around his collar in a style too long for proper fashion. With his long legs and broad shoulders, he cut quite a figure. He was an indecently attractive man and obviously knew it.

“This afternoon, although we weren’t introduced,” he said. “I’m Roger Harthorn, as I’m sure your companion told you. She was quite scandalized.”

“You know Mrs. Carter?”

“I’ve observed her type often enough.” He gave her an insolent smile that dazzled, even in the near-darkness of the theater. “The posture gives them away as well as they way they pretend not to be staring. Dudgeon of the highest order.”

She couldn’t help but smile, too. He’d described the solicitor’s wife to a T.

“Do you enjoy the opera, Mr. Harthorn?” she asked.

“I tolerate it well enough,” he answered. “You?”

“I like it very much.”

“Don’t tell me I’ve finally met someone who comes here for the music,” he said.

“I’ll admit that wasn’t my only reason.” Her cheeks grew warm. They’d be quite pink now, but with any luck, he wouldn’t notice in the dim light. She’d never learned how to flirt, and at her age, she’d probably never catch up.

“You hoped to be seen, or you wouldn’t have taken a whole box for yourself,” Harthorn said. “I hope the person’s worth all the trouble and expense.”

“I’m sure he is.”

“A man. Of course. Give me his name, and I’ll arrange an introduction.”

Damn. What did she say to that? She didn’t have a name and didn’t want to meet anyone else, anyway. but she’d never find the nerve to tell Harthorn she’d come looking for him.

“A secret, eh? Don’t worry. I’m sure he’s seen you.” Harthorn rested his arm on the back of her chair and leaned close enough to put his lips near her ear. “He noticed you this afternoon well enough.”

Ah, yes. The brush of his fingers on her table as he’d gone by. “I don’t see how you could know that.”

“Mrs. Rose, let’s not toy with each other.” His voice came low and sweet, his breath tickling her ear. “We forged a connection this afternoon.”

“You’re exaggerating a bit, aren’t you?”

“Not at all. I haven’t reacted this powerfully to a woman since I was a lad.” He took her hand and set it in his lap, pressing her palm against the front of his pants.

Oh, dear Lord. She tried to pull her fingers away, but he held them there. “I got this way from simply watching you sip tea.”

Her heart hammered, and she had to remind herself to breathe. After all these months, she had her hand on a man’s member. Through his pants, yes, but the outline was unmistakable—long and thick and so very hard. Exactly what she craved. Deep inside, her own sex got the connection he’d spoken of. Despite the impossible situation, her pussy felt empty, begging for what it hadn’t had for so long.

No—had never had. Oscar was never like this.

“So, will you slap my face now?” Harthorn asked.

She swallowed around the lump in her throat. “No.”

“By God, you’re direct. An Englishwoman would have dodged and dallied.”

“I’m too old to dally,” she said.

“And thank the Almighty for that.” He bent toward her again, this time placing a soft kiss on the naked skin of her shoulder. “May I know your first name?”

“It’s Carole.”

“Carole,” he repeated, before gently nibbling his way toward her neck. Her breathing grew labored as he left pinpricks of fire everywhere he touched her.

“You’re trembling,” he whispered against her throat.

“You’d better stop. Someone might see.”

He straightened and turned her head toward his. “You’re an innocent.”

“I was married for ten years.”

“But you’re still innocent, aren’t you?”

“I knew my husband on our wedding night.” She tried again to free her hand from where it rested against his crotch. He still didn’t release it.

“But you were a virgin then,” he said.

“That’s the way it’s usually done.”

“How sweet.” That delicious smile curled his mouth. “And you haven’t had a man since he died.”

Since some months before, but she couldn’t betray her husband by confessing it. Instead, she bit her lip and did her best to calm her trembling.

“That only makes me hotter, Carole. My cock’s throbbing now,” he said.

“Shall I stroke it?” Good Lord in heaven, where had that come from? “Through the fabric, I mean.”

A light of pure mischief entered his eyes. “You’d like to do that?”

“I find it fascinating.” She squeezed him, pressing the head with the tips of her fingers. “Could I make you spend that way?”

He sucked in a breath. “I daresay you could.”

“Would anyone notice, do you think?”

“They can’t see into my lap.”

“Will they see this?” She reached lower, between his legs where his sac would be and stroked it softly. That took the mischief from his eyes, but his lips still stayed in that lazy smile. He turned back toward the stage, pretending to follow the opera, but they both knew none of the music penetrated his brain.

What fun. She’d never, in her life, expected to do anything like this, but Thomas had opened her mind to all kinds of delicious possibilities. Thomas. Darling Thomas. Why had she never asked him if he liked opera? She’d have to do that in her next letter. Then, she’d have to ask if he’d like to sit in a public place with her hand on his cock. For now, she’d pretend he was here with her now as she used gentle pressure against the length of his shaft. Up, down, and up again to linger at the tip.

“You do that very well,” Harthorn said. “I wouldn’t think you inexperienced.”

“I’m glad to hear it.”

He let out a soft moan. “This won’t take long at all.”

“You mustn’t give anything away with your expression,” she said. “Your friend, Bert, may be watching us.”

“She won’t tell. She likes her husband’s money too much.”

“And you know secrets he wouldn’t want to hear,” she said.

“I say…” His eyes drifted halfway shut. “Could we discuss it later?”

“Of course.” She moved her fingers faster, gripping him as tightly as she could manage through the wool of his pants. He sat rigidly, and his eyes went out of focus with pleasure.

“Talk to me,” he whispered. “Something filthy.”

“Would you like to fuck me, Roger?” There. She’d said it. The worst word she knew.

“God, yes.”

“I’d like that, too. My cunny’s getting damp for you.” That was no lie. Who would have thought that she, a virtuous widow with hardly a dirty thought until a few months ago, would find herself with a perfect stranger like this? Sitting in public, stimulating his sex and telling him she wanted him. “But you won’t have me, will you? No, you’re going to spend in your pants like a schoolboy.”

“Oh…ah…don’t stop.”

“No one can know what I’m doing to you, or I will stop,” she said. “Promise me you won’t make a noise when you come.”

He gritted his jaw. “Bloody hell.”

“Do it, or I’ll leave you hanging.” She paused in her work on his tool. She wouldn’t leave him this way. If nothing else, she wanted to see what he’d do when the climax hit him.

“I promise,” he said in a strangled whisper. “Have mercy. Finish me.”

She squeezed the tip of him and then stroked his length—hard and fast, all the way to the base. He closed his eyes and clenched his jaw as his body stiffened. His hips jerked as he climaxed, but he made no sound above a soft grunt. Such a sight he made—the male animal consumed by lust. She’d never watched a man’s face at the ultimate moment before. She’d see Thomas in this state eventually, and he’d witness her ecstasy, too. Right now, Roger Harthorn slumped against his chair, breathing heavily. She finally reclaimed her hand setting it in her own lap.

“That was extraordinary,” he said softly.

“I’m glad you liked it.”

“Like? My dear Carole. The word is inadequate.”

Pride glowed inside her. The idea of taking other lovers had seemed silly and even morally bankrupt when she only wanted one man—Thomas. but she could learn so much before she joined him. How much better to go to him fully prepared to fulfill his wildest fantasies than to have to grope blindly for just the right caresses to make him wild with wanting her.

Yes, Thomas had had it right. She’d experiment with other men and give the benefit of her lessons to her ultimate lover.

“You’re grown pensive,” Roger said. “That didn’t repulse you, did it?”

“Not at all.”

“You seemed willing. Even eager.” His face showed uncertainty, even worry. For heaven’s sake, the scandalous fellow who’d bedded any woman he wanted, actually cared about her opinion of him.

“It was a revelation,” she said. “I’ve never done anything like that before.”

“Nor have I. I usually entertain the lady.” The wicked heat returned to his eyes. “Would you like me to do the same for you?”

She nearly gasped with surprise. “Your hand under my skirts at the opera?”

“Not right now. It’ll be intermission soon.”

“You’ll have to rejoin your friends,” she said.

“Eyebrows will rise if I don’t.”

“Eyebrows have probably already risen.”

“No doubt about that.” He chuckled. “Still, I want enough time to do the job properly.”

“What do you suggest?”

“Will you be here tomorrow night?”

She smiled and nodded.

“I’ll see you then.” He leaned toward her again. “In the meantime, don’t touch your pearl. I want it hungry for my touch.”

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Still Time for a Summer Lover – Anna Lund

Autumn is fast approaching. Summer always seems to fly by in a flurry of activities. Where I live in western NY summer is fleeting and we want to grab as much of the warm weather as possible. My book Summer Lover takes place in an area like this, where summers by the lake are magical and when fall comes, reality rears its lonely head. At least for our heroine, Hayley. Until her summer lover comes back again.

Summer Lover

Excerpt:

This weekend at the lake was going to be a royal waste of time.

Ethan Barrington had driven straight through from Philadelphia, anxious to get this exile over and done with. If anyone other than the Chairman of the Board, aka his grandmother, had insisted he take time off he would have bitten off their head. He had too much work to do to be stuck here on a tiny lake no one had ever heard of in upstate New York.

 He stepped into the great room of the two story cottage and was surprised not to be bombarded with the pink and purple paisley his grandmother had loved for as long as he could remember. She hadn’t mentioned she’d redecorated the place, but then, she could have done it any time in the past five years.

What the hell was he doing here? He had contracts to review and portfolios to appraise. They’d be bumping up against hard deadlines soon. He’d replied to at least a dozen urgent messages on the drive up, thankful that these new cars did everything but drive themselves. It was exciting to be expanding all their showrooms and increasing services, but it meant even more work for him. He didn’t have time for this.

Still clutching the handle of his laptop case, he looked out the bank of floor to ceiling windows that faced Barden Lake. The setting sun threw ripples of red and gold across the water. He loosened his tie, unbuttoned his top button, and without thinking, crossed the room and stepped through the French doors. The sky was on fire. He’d forgotten how beautiful the sunsets were here.

This secluded cove was unique, at least for Barden Lake. Dozens of cottages ringed the lakeshore, but except for the ones directly across the wide lake, only this cottage and the one next door were visible from here.

Our own little private cove. A musical voice he hadn’t heard in years whispered in his ear with the memory.

He was so engrossed in the setting sun, it was a moment before he noticed the movement off to the side in the water. With the sun low and behind her, all he could make out was a woman’s silhouette rising from the lake.

The water shimmered around her and each step revealed more of her breathtaking body. Water cascaded over her shoulders and down her chest. Her full breasts bounced with each step and he sucked in his breath when he caught a glimpse of her nipples. Her waist dipped in above nicely rounded hips, leading to long, trim legs. His eyes zeroed in on the wet curls at the juncture of her thighs and all his blood shot south.

Her body glistened as the drops of water on her skin picked up the remaining rays of the sun. He could tell the exact moment she noticed him standing there, staring at her like a voyeur. She stumbled a little as she stepped out of the lake onto the grassy shore, but she didn’t screech or call out to him or dive for cover behind the lone maple tree that marked the boundary between the two properties. Instead, she lifted her chin and sauntered slowly over to the large towel lying at the base of the tree.

He barely caught a glimpse of her face, but a memory of soft red hair with gold highlights, sparkling green eyes and a wide, sassy smile slapped into his brain. Could it be…?

His heart raced. Of course, it was. It couldn’t be anyone else. Hadn’t some part of him hoped he’d still find her here?

Ethan’s mouth watered as she slowly bent down to pick up the towel. Did she purposely turn so her tempting ass faced him? Was she teasing him? Or mooning him? Or begging for the slap of his hand? Whichever, he was now hard and hurting as he continued to watch her. There was no way in hell he could turn away now.

She didn’t bother drying herself off as she straightened and wrapped the large beach towel around her body. A ridiculous sigh of disappointment escaped his lips when she was covered. Her long wet hair flowed down her back like a waterfall and he wanted to run his fingers through it.

Then she turned to face him and the memories washed over him like that waterfall. Five years later, he still remembered her perfectly. Remembered every single sensation. Every cry of passion and need. Every touch and lick, every suck and slap of flesh against flesh.

You can still enjoy a sexy, emotional Summer Lover before the weather turns chilly.

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The Good, the Bad and the Ghostly #TGTBTG by @AnitaPhilmar & Friends

Hi everyone,
I wanted you to know that I’ve gone to the sensual side of the romantic genre for this box set, but I’m still playing with a historical, western setting.  So be warned this is not a hot erotic box set. Still, I do believe you will enjoy it so I had to share.

 

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What do you get when you mix cowboys with ghosts? A collection of eight (stand-alone) amazing stories from the Old West with haunts of every variety.

Fulfill your love of alpha cowboys and feed your addiction for the bizarre (and sometimes spooky) world when you download The Good, The Bad and The Ghostly.
New York Times, USA Today, Amazon Bestselling, and Award-Winning authors are pleased to bring you this fantastic boxed set!

 

Wild, Wild Ghost by Margo Bond Collins
With everyone she loves in the grave, Ruby specializes in the dead.

Comes An Outlaw by Keta Diablo
An outlaw returns to his childhood home to find his parents and brother dead, and the lovely widow in grave danger.
Long A Ghost, and Far Away by Andrea Downing
Ghosts are restless souls, and Lizzie Adams is one of them. How many lives will she get to find the perfect love?
A Ghostly Wager by Blaire Edens
Even a skeptical detective needs a little otherworldly help.
How the Ghost Was Won by Erin Hayes
There are ghost stories. And there are ghost legends.
McKee’s Ghost by Anita Philmar
The ghost living in his house might have saved him from an unhappy marriage and brought him the girl of his dreams but when his ex- fiancé returns, the same spirit turns his life upside down.
A Ride Through Time by Charlene Raddon
P.S.I. Agent Burke Jameson wants to find out if Eagle Gulch, Colorado has genuine ghosts. But he found far more than he expected, including a horse ride that could change his life forever.
The Ghost and the Bridegroom by Patti Sherry-Crews
She’s sent west to solve a case. What she finds will change her forever.
 Including:

 

Excerpt for McKee’s Ghost by Anita Philmar
The hands he’d dropped to her
waist shifted. One drew Ruth deeper into his embrace while the other nudged her
chin up with a knuckle until their eyes met. His searing gaze lit a fire,
heating her core and arousing every cell in her body.
“No. The gentleman in me
heads south whenever you enter the room. All I can think about is getting my
hands on you.” Konnor sprayed his palms over her back and tugged her deeper
against his chest. “I want you in a way I’ve never wanted a woman before, under
me screaming while I make you completely mine.”
She gasped. “But you don’t
even know me.”
“You’re wrong. Some instinct
inside me knew the moment we met you belong to me. Now, all I need to do is
convince you of that fact.” He dropped his mouth over hers. His kisses were
gentle and sweet one moment, demanding and urgent the next.
The crisp flavor of the apple
he’d just eaten played over her taste buds. Pleasure overruled the sound logic
of keeping him at a distance. Instead, she gave into the tempestuous assault to
her senses and slid her arms around his neck. Minutes passed. The hunger inside
her growing until she couldn’t catch her breath.
He tore his mouth from hers,
and she gasped for air. “Please, sweetheart, I’m not a patient man, especially
when I’ve waited so long for you. I need—”
“Don’t say it,” she whispered
and lowered her head to avoid eye contact. She’d tempted him, let him think if
he asked for more, she’d willingly give him whatever he wanted.
Realizing how much she
already cared for him, she rebelled against the likelihood of losing her heart
to another man. More than once, she’d fallen into the trap of believing a man
would love her no matter what.
Every time, she paid with a
broken heart. This time, she needed to give him a day or two to come to terms
with the true nature of her abilities. Once he saw her in action, he’d change.
The desire he felt would wilt until he had no feeling for her at all.
“I’m sorry, but we need to
take this slow.” She lowered her hands and pressed them against his chest.
“Now, you should tend to your horses.”
Konnor studied her for a long
moment before he slowly released his grip. “Make yourself at home. I’ll be back
as soon as I’ve finished my nightly chores.”
She nodded, and he turned for
the door with a sigh.
The light click of the latch
falling into place felt like a shot through her heart. She’d come here
determined to do her job and leave. However, Konnor had blindsided her with his
charm. She’d broken her new rule of not becoming involved with a client.
Now, she had to figure out a
way to keep her heart safe when everything inside her wanted to give in to
Konnor’s demands.
Have I convinced you to give it a try?
No?
Then why not download the sample book we created?
Hope you enjoy and check out the box set,
Anita Philmar
 

 

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New release by Alice Gaines (and a raffle)

New release from Changeling Press:  Earth Con, Jazzed Up

JazzedUp

Now available at http://changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2505

Zara represents the force of life and love through sex. Origin has sent her into the universe to battle her counterpart, an escaped spirit who brings enslavement and death. She’s followed Raven to Earth Con to save humans from Raven’s evil. What she doesn’t expect to discover is a human with the power of Origin strong inside him.

Nolan Price lost his sister to a cult, and since then he’s devoted himself to freeing other victims. He never thought to encounter a charismatic leader from another part of the universe. Nor did he understand the depths of his own strength.

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And now read on for an x-rated excerpt.  🙂

“It’s my nature. Come on.” With that, Zara turned and went into the bedroom. He followed, of course, and closed the sliding glass door behind them. They were going to get pretty loud in a minute, and the people by the pool didn’t have to overhear their orgasms.

She sat on the bed to remove her boots and then rose to begin a strip-tease. He never would have believed getting out of a T-shirt could be sexy, but at this point, everything she did had his blood at the simmer. She shed that and the badge, letting them fall by the bed. Now she was down to a flight-suit sort of costume. Form-fitting. It showed off her lush hips and small breasts. He did his best concentrate on getting rid of his own clothing as she pulled down the zipper of her outfit and shrugged it over her shoulders.

As she exposed more and more of her body, the idea of her being a sex goddess became believable. He could bury his nose in the crook of her neck and breathe in her scent. His own uniform came off without a hitch, but he had to tug at his shorts to get them over his erection.

When she saw him, she licked her lips as if she was already tasting his swollen flesh, and his knees almost buckled. He’d never had a fever like this for a woman, and he’d better get her onto the bed before he came just looking at her.

She either felt the same way or took pity on him, because she positioned herself on the comforter, her legs spread, and opened her arms to him. He went to her immediately and covered her body with his own. What little sanity he had left told him to hold his weight off her, and he took her mouth in a kiss as her breasts pressed against his chest. Her belly made the perfect pillow for his erection, and his hips flexed of their own power, pushing his cock against her.

“Do you see what I mean?” she whispered.

“Yes, oh God, yes.” He’d agree to anything at this point.

“I want you.”

She sure as hell was going to have him, but even drugged with passion as he was, he’d still take the time to get her as excited as he was. He slid aside to allow his hand access to her mound. His fingers contacted moisture, and he parted her pussy lips in search of her clit.

When he found it, she let out a yip, and her hips lifted upward. She was hot, too, as hungry as he was. He’d fuck her good and hard but not until he’d played with her for a while. He continued with firm strokes over her clitoris, pressing and rolling it until she writhed.

Oh yeah, this was sex the way it was supposed to be. Uncomplicated, blocking out the rest of the world, boiling existence down to sights and sounds and nerve endings. All his nerve endings had gone to the top of the scale and would soon take him over the edge.

Even better, she responded as if she felt the same way. Her breathing came raggedly, her breasts rising and falling, and a deep flush went from her cheeks over her neck and down to her chest. A woman as close to orgasm as he was.

With no more need to delay, he took his position between her legs with his cock ready to bury itself in her pussy and drove himself home with one thrust. She immediately climaxed, her muscles clamping down on him and then bursting into spasms. She shouted as she came — the powerful song of a woman finding ecstasy. As though he were the greatest lover on earth.

Somehow, he managed to hold on to a thread of control and hung back from the brink so he could bask in her body’s praise of him. He held himself above her, not moving except for the trembling of his arms. After a moment, her eyes opened, and she stared up at him with an expression of pure shock in her face.

“You’re not supposed to be able to do that,” she said.

“Not give you an orgasm? You must have had some piss-poor lovers in your day.”

“You’re not supposed to be able to resist,” she said.

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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.

Summer Lover

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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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.

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

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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#NewRelease from @AnitaPhilmar – The Country Doctor’s Bride #99cents

The 6th book in the Naked Bluff, Texas series, western, historical erotica set in 1860s.

Hell break loose while resting in the back of a wagon. Shots fire, her new friend falls off the front bench on top of her.

Shots are fired.

The wagon’s driver falls off the front bench on top of Dixy.

This unexpected turn of events catches her off-guard. After all, she is on her way out of Texas. As the daughter of a doctor, she has decided to head back to Georgia to help with the war efforts. The only problem is she has to depend on the help of others to get there.

Now, she is rushing to Naked Bluff to find a doctor to help Tobias. Only to have him die and make her the number one suspect. Unable to leave town, she is forced to stay with the town doctor.

Doctor Nathaniel Murphy claims she’s everything he wants in a woman.

Can she believe him?

Or should she worry more about the killer?

After all, she’s the only one who can identify him.

Excerpt:

Dixy bit her lip and toyed with the buttons of her top. “I hate to admit it, but I had a dream about you.”

Happy she’d had a restless night too, he eased closer and fingered her bloomers. “I guess that explains why you didn’t fight me this morning when I kissed you. You were primed and ready for us to make love.”

She leaned back on the pillow behind her and released a button between her breasts. Her gaze stayed clue to his, and she licked her lips. The erotic thought of his cock in her mouth jumped to the forefront of his mind. “I know what happens when a man makes love to a woman, but I’m not exactly sure what I should do.”

“What do you feel like doing?” Nathan watched as she finished unbuttoning her blouse. The loose opening revealed a white camisole with silky ribbons. His mouth watered. He curled his fingers into her bloomers to keep from ripping the fabric apart.

“Would you think me a complete whore if I said I need to be free of my clothes?” She blushed and dipped her head. “I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have said that.”

Find at Amazon
Also, several other books are on sale now too so check out the entire series.

Historical Westerns Naked Bluff, Texas series

 

In Deep Water – Skinny-dipping to cool off in the Trinity River couldn’t cause any problems…could it?

http://www.amazon.com/Deep-Water-Naked-Bluff-Texas-ebook/dp/B00EOCROYK

In Too Deep – The peace of the day is shattered when her best friend steps too far into the Trinity River.

http://www.amazon.com/Deep-Naked-Bluff-Texas-Book-ebook/dp/B00IMQLOMC

Duty’s Bride  – Can Sadie have a new life or will her old one rear its ugly head?

http://www.amazon.com/Deputys-Bride-Naked-Bluff-Texas-ebook/dp/B00NUTJ5N6

More Than Ready – Can a determined woman win her heart’s desire?

http://www.amazon.com/Ready-Naked-Western-Historical-Romance-ebook/dp/B00XLWMATS

Other Historical Western – Texas Passion – A girl determined to get her man no matter the cost. http://www.amazon.com/Texas-Passion-ebook/dp/B0056B5STQ

 

Hope you enjoy,
Anita
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New Release from Alice Gaines

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For years, Mora has studied the ancient art of sex in the literature and history of her planet, Vesta. Now she’s been assigned to visit Earth to discover, hands-on, how sex is performed so she can re-teach the pleasures of the flesh to her people. Unfortunately, she’s been paired with an aristocratic prig who prides himself on tight control of his emotions and denial of any sensual pleasure. Thank the Universe he’s a handsome devil, or the job would be impossible.

Laer has spent his life in pursuit of the intellectual over the carnal. Unfortunately, he scores high on Mora’s so-called tests of sensuality. Now he’s been assigned to a mission to Earth to study how to give and receive sexual pleasure. Watching a pair of Earthers make love opens up a new reality for him, but what follows between him and Mora in the bedroom steals not only his dignity but his heart.

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2474

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And now, for an Excerpt.  (Adult content to follow)

 

He went to the bathroom door and paused on the threshold. Not far from where he stood, she sat in the huge, sunken tub as water gushed from the whirlpool jets, creating swirling currents around her. She straightened and stilled. Sensing his presence? He hadn’t made a sound.

“As the Earthers say,” she said. “Come on in. The water’s fine.”

“Did you really need to bathe in the middle of the night?” he said.

“I wanted to.” She looked over her shoulder at him, and her gaze fell to his erection and stayed there. “My, my, Laer. What have you been doing?”

“Imagining you.” He went to the tub and sat on the edge with his feet in the water. It was, indeed, heavenly. “And our mission.”

She gave him a smile full of sin. “Ready to experience something new?”

“What did you have in mind?”

She floated toward him, eased his legs apart, and crouched looking up at him, her face near his stiff rod. She gripped him by the base. “I could practice giving a man pleasure by playing with this.”

Vesta, what her touch did to him. All the sensations from his dream came crashing back into his consciousness. “Would that give you pleasure, too?”

“It would be fun.” She stroked him from the root to the tip.

“Then please proceed,” he said.

She bent and closed her lips around the head of his cock, and he nearly jumped out of his skin. So much more powerful than he’d thought possible, even in his dream. He closed his eyes to concentrate on it fully. The heat, the pressure as she sucked and slid her lips downward over his shaft. The throbbing grew more intense, as if he’d burst. Of course, he would if he allowed her to continue. He’d climax, shooting his essence into her mouth. No, he’d stop her before he lost complete control. So much sweeter to lose himself inside her body. But for now, he’d allow her to give him this sort of pleasure, and at some point, he’d do the same for her.

He opened his eyes to watch, although they didn’t focus completely, and her image came to him wrapped in a haze of lust. She moved her head up and down, her cheeks working to create suction. His skin gave off the glow of arousal, and so did hers, although less intense. Giving him oral sex aroused her, too. Interesting.

“It’s good.” He groaned. “Vesta, so good.”

She removed his rod from her mouth and held it against her cheek. The deep, deep blue of it showed how close he’d come to orgasm, and she’d have to notice the fact.

“I want to be inside you when I come,” he said.

She grinned at him. “You will be.”

“Then, now.”

“In a little bit.” She went back to caressing him with her mouth. Gritting his teeth in an effort for some control, he allowed her to continue. Just a few seconds more. He could hold on, take what she offered, and still fend off his orgasm.

He could, that was, until she reached between his legs and softly brushed his sac with the tips of her fingers. The action came as a total shock, and his body stiffened, ready to surrender to the inevitable.

No, he would not be so selfish. “Stop, Mora. Take me inside you while I touch the place you like so much.”

She released him, and when he lowered himself into the tub, she came toward him, ready to part her legs in welcome.

“Turn around,” he said. “Your back toward my front.”

She did as he’d instructed, and now he could grip his sex by the base to direct the tip to the lips of her sex. As she sank down onto him, she arched her back and placed her hands over her breasts.

“I’ll do that.” It was his place to touch her to give her pleasure, after all. When she didn’t have him with her, she could do what she wanted, but with his sex fully embedded in hers, he’d made her body his.

A possessive thought, but so very right under the circumstances. He pushed her hands aside and cupped her breasts, rubbing the nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. Softly, the way she liked.

“Oh, Laer,” she crooned. “Such a quick learner.”

“All credit to my teacher.” Just because he could, he nipped at the soft skin where her neck met her shoulder.

“And an animal, too.”

“To your credit as well.”

“How you fill me,” she said. “Did you get bigger?”

“Flatterer.”

“And to think our race gave this up.” Then she began to move, pushing herself upward and then lowering herself again. Her muscles gripped him with every motion. Squeezing. He’d approached climax earlier, and she’d have him there again soon. Before his control slipped, he smoothed his hand downward, over her belly to the hair covering her sex. When he reached the spot where her lips had parted to take him inside, he found her clit. Already hard, the bud awaited his touch, and he obliged, rubbing her and pressing.

“Vesta!” she cried. “Oh, beloved home, that’s exactly it.”

“And this?” He flicked his finger over her clit.

This time, she didn’t answer with words but with a cry. He’d brought her close, and now they could come together. He thrust up into her, barely aware of the water sloshing all around them. His lust-addled brain did register the glow of her skin, now fully as bright as his own. And the more they moved, the tighter the grip of her sex around his. He couldn’t last, but he had to. He had to make her come and soon.

He continued moving inside her while he used his finger to stroke her bud, as fast and hard as he could manage. His mind blanked out to everything but the desire to please her and the sensations of her walls milking him.

Just when he couldn’t take another moment and he would explode, she signaled her orgasm with a shout. Her inner muscles tightened even more around him, and he pounded into her as his climax claimed him. He came with a rush, and then she was spasming around him, pushing him even higher. He released his essence into her in powerful waves, crashing over each other, and both their voices echoed off the walls.

http://www.changelingpress.com/product.php?&upt=book&ubid=2474

 

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The Country Doctor’s Bride – Available for PreOrder #HistoricalErotica by @AnitaPhilmar

I’m excited about this book because it’s the longest book in the series so far.

Like Deputy’s Bride, the Country Doctor’s Bride has a murder and mystery, along with hot sex scenes.

Dixy is a woman, hoping to go home to Georgia, but finds herself at the wrong place at the wrong time.

Witness to a murder, she is forced to stay in Naked Bluff, Texas until Deputy Kildare checks out her story.

But who wants to let a complete stranger stay with them when a murderer might be out to kill her?

Luckily, Doctor Nathaniel Murphy is more than willing to let the beautiful lady stay with him but he wants more than a few days.

Can this couple make it work?

 The Country Doctor Bride – comes out May 12
is 
on sale for 99 cents  Will go up to $3.99 on May 19

Sixth book in the Naked Bluff, Texas series

Hot stories set in 1860 Texas

Official Blurb:

Country Doctor’s Bride

With no ties to Texas, Dixy secures a ride to the next town on her way out of the state. The driver, Tobias Poe offers to let her rest. While she’s in the back, he is shot.

Rushing to save him, she arrives in Naked Bluff, Texas.

The town’s doctor, Nathaniel Murphy can’t save him, but he can save her?

Penniless, alone, and now a murder suspect, Dixy has no alternative but to accept his help.

Can this couple build a future together or will someone silence her before she can identify the murder?

Excerpt:

Unexpectantly, Nathaniel turned. “Look, you appear to know
about taking care of people who are hurt. Most would never have tried to stop
the flow of blood by applying a compress.”
Darn, she’d forgot her bloomers were
covered with blood too. Disheartened by the thought, she didn’t contemplate her
reply and blurted out, “My dad was a doctor. I helped him in his practice.”
“You’re hired.”
Blinking at his sudden offer, she shook her head. “I can’t.
It wouldn’t be proper for me to stay here. I’m not married.”
To make sure she fully understood his living arrangements,
she added, “Perhaps you’re married? And I haven’t had…”
“No, which means this will work out perfectly. We’ll simply
tell everyone you came here to marry me.” He walked to her and captured the
hand she’d lifted to clutch her chest.
“What are you nuts? I don’t even know you.” She fought the
sudden whirling sensation of her world spinning out of control.
“Are you familiar with anyone in the area?” He wrapped his
other arm around her waist and pulled her to him.
“No, my father died of a fever several months ago. Now, I’m
heading back home to Georgia. I have a few distant cousins that still reside
there,” she muttered, confused as to why he’d even make such an idiotic
suggestion.

 

“Good, this is the perfect solution to both of our problems.
You’re looking for a place to live, and I need an assistant.” He didn’t give
her a chance to respond. Instead, he swept her up into his arms and walked up
the stairs. 

Available at amazon

Also, check out the other books in the series and read excerpts at www.anitaphilmar.com

In Deep Water
In Too Deep
More Than Ready
The Deputy’s Bride
A Cowboy’s Pleasure
The County Doctor’s Bride

 

A Cowboy’s Passion – coming soon.
Have an awesome day,
Anita
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