Find Out More About Anita Philmar – #asmsg




1.What is your favorite book you’ve written and why?

Black Dragon’s series are my favorite books because it was my first attempt to write erotica. I wanted so much for the books to show all the things that erotica can be…dark, exciting, sexy. Set in another world, I could make the men stronger, sexier, and yet somehow marred by their sheer perfection. The women in the story had to be equal to the men and yet show how they had to deal with the strong men in their life by being emotionally stronger.


2.What tips would you give a new writer?

I’ll tell you right up front I hated this answer when I was first writing. Why because it sounds like a no brainer.

The answer – write.

Yes, I know what you’re thinking. I’m doing that but I don’t know if I’m learning what I need to learn. Let me reassure you. Writing a story of any kind takes devotion, not only to the characters and plot but also to the author’s voice. If you allow yourself to bleed (crying, laughing, sweating) into the story, you are creating a voice that is unique to you. This is the trademark of who you are as a writer. Other skills can be learned in classes such as grammar, plotting, expounding on setting, not using too many passive phrases. But by writing for pleasure and getting the story out of your head and onto paper you are exploring you – the author, the method and desire to flesh out a story that will move your readers.


3.Is there anything you find particularly challenging in your writing?

Setting has always been a challenge for me.  Why?  Because I like a fast read. I dislike to much setting in a story. I know what a kitchen looks like so when I read I can become very annoy by writer who spend too much time with minute details. For this reason, I struggle with how much to include in my own story. I want to get to the good stuff which shows I’m impatience. Not the best trait for an author when you want to tease the reader and make them turn the pages to see what happens next.


4. When did you first, without hesitation, call yourself a writer?

Fun how this can take years to admit. It wasn’t until I received my first contract before I’d admit to other that I was an author or writer. Only then did I stop hesitating before stating I was a writer with confidence.


5. What is your least favorite part of the writing process?

Editing – the right side and the left side of my brain work total different with the writing process. The right is fun the left side is work.

6. Describe your writing style in ten words or less.

A hot fast-pace ride to a mind-blowing read.


Section Two

Personal Questions

1. Do you enjoy giving interviews?

Yes. It always amaze me the question that people ask.

2. Do you ever go around in a corset, high heels, and a whip to get you in the mood to write something naughty?

No, if I’m wear those things I’m need to be naughty not just write about it.

3. Do you laugh at your own jokes?

Yes, because no one in my household thinks I’m funny. Men have no sense of humor.


4. Are you fun to go on vacation with?

I like to think so. I enjoy seeing new things and love to travel.


5. If you came with a warning label, what would it say?

Proceed with caution, this woman is known to cry over sad movies and make you burn with her smoking hot sex scenes. She’s loyal, kind, and fun to snuggle with but hurt anyone she loves and she’ll cause you intense pain while relishing every moment of your suffering. Best to avoid if not looking for a lifetime commitment because friends are for life, lovers are forever, and enemies live in hell.


Section Three

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My Luscious Cherry Got Popped!

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Hello all you naughty 69ers. It’s that crazy chick, Mia, again. And boy oh boy, do I have a treat for you. I’m doing something I’ve never done before. I’m letting my characters turn the tables on me. Yep, you know what that means—the three heroes of my next release are going to interview me! Why, you ask? Well, I think they deserve it. After all, they put up with my shenanigans as I popped my Luscious cherry in their book, Luscious Beginnings. So grab a bag of popcorn and a king-sized drink. And don’t forget your camera because blackmail à la Mia is coming your way…

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As I enter The Luscious Lady, I sweep my eyes around the bar in search of three sizzling hot men. It doesn’t take me a second to locate the three broad backs facing away from me at a table in the furthest corner away from the door. Grumbling, I make my way across the hardwood floor and join Brett, Sam, and Ethan at the table.

Mia: (grumbles) “You bastards would put me in the corner for this interrogation—oops, I mean interview.”

Sam: (flashes an angelic smile) “I told them not to, but Brett and Ethan insisted.” (angelic smile turns sinister) “And you know how persuasive they can be.”

Mia: “Meaning you sold me out to get laid.”

Sam: (shrugs) “I love you, Mia. Really, I do. But a man has needs…”

Brett: (snorts) “He’s full of shit, Mia.”

Mia: “I know. Boy gets laid more than anyone has a right to.”

Sam: (winks) “Jealous, much?”

Mia: (barks a laugh) “Ha! Between my hubby and writing you three, I’m perfectly satisfied. Thank you very much.”

Ethan: “Speaking of you…”

Mia: (cringes) “Yes?”

Ethan: “We have some questions for you.”

Mia: (groans) “Did you three make a list?”

Brett: (raises eyebrows) “What do you think?”

Mia: “That would be a no.

Sam: “Ding, ding, ding. We have a winner.”

Mia: (chuckles) “Does that mean I get a prize?”

Brett: “Depends on what it is.”

Mia: “Spoilsport.”

Ethan: “Nah, Brett’s just smart enough to know what you’d do if we gave you a prize.”

Mia: “I’d get to watch you three have wild monkey sex?”

Brett: (shakes his head) “You would try to wiggle your way out of this interview.”

Mia: (tosses her hair over her shoulder indignantly) “I know not what you speak of.”

Sam: (cough) “Bullshit.” (cough)

Mia: “Bite me.”

Sam: “Where?”

Ethan: “Guys! We haven’t even started, and we’re off topic.”

Mia: (mumbles) “Brett’s not the only spoilsport around here.”

Ethan: “Someone has to be.”

Sam: “Normally, it’s Brett’s job to keep us corralled. But he’s got a soft spot for you. He’s likely to let you slide.”

Mia: (blushes) “Aww!”

Brett: (gives Sam the evil eye)

Ethan: (clears his throat) “So…our book is about three men.”

Mia: (nods) “Yes.”

Ethan: “What was it like writing a book without a woman in the middle of the man-sandwich?”

Sam: (chuckles) “Ooh, I want to know all about Mia popping her MMM cherry.”

Mia: (sticks her tongue out at Sam) “Pervert.”

Sam: “Hell yeah!”

Ethan: “Mia…”

Mia: “It wasn’t what I expected.”

Ethan: “How so?”

Mia: “Well, I don’t have the same equipment as you three.”

Sam: (grins crookedly) “You don’t? I never would have guessed.”

Mia: “Bite my ass.”

Brett: (groans) “You shouldn’t have said that. He totally will.”

Mia: “I’m so not scared of him.”

Sam: “You should be. Behind my good looks, I’m mean and scary.”

Mia: (chokes on her laugh)

Ethan: “Can we get into Sam’s evil twin later?”

Sam: “You want in my evil twin?”

Ethan: “Damn it, I don’t want to be the hard ass anymore. He’s just giving me too much material to play with. Brett, dear.”

Brett: (growls) “I’m not a hard ass.”

Sam: “Although, you do have a hard ass. A very hard one.”

Mia: (shakes head) “I should call you Shameless Sam.”

Ethan: “That’s only one of the things you could call him.”

Sam: (flips Ethan off)

Ethan: “You wish.”

Sam: “I will.”

Brett: “Boys! If I have to break you up one more time today…”

Mia: “Now that sounds far more interesting than little ‘ol me.”

Brett: “Mia Grace Ashlinn, you’re as bad as Dumb and Dumber.”

Mia: (bats her eyelashes innocently) “Moi?”

Sam: “She did write us, Brett. A woman has to be a bit…what’s the word?”

Ethan: “Twisted.”

Brett: “Wicked.”

Mia: “Perverted.”

Sam: “All of the above.”

Mia: (giggles) “I feel so loved.”

Brett: “You should.”

Mia: “Okay, okay. You’re making me feel guilty, Brett. I promised to give y’all free reign over the interview, and here I am distracting Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Dum.”

Brett: “They tend to drag out a person’s inner heathen. Don’t they?”

Mia: (nods) “Now hit me with the next question before I change my mind.”

Ethan: “Technically, you didn’t answer the last question.”

Mia: “Oh yeah. I forgot.” (smiles sheepishly) “I, um, was out of my depth with the whole man on man on man action. So I did what a naughty girl does. I pulled out the porn.”

Sam: “Porn! Did you get When Harry Met Sally’s Brothers? That’s a goodie.”

Mia: “Oh, I know how you feel about When Harry Met Sally’s Brothers.

Brett: “We all know.”

Ethan: “Shut up, Brett. We all have a soft spot for that movie.”

Mia: “I remember. But sadly, I didn’t have that one. I had to settle on the stuff I found on the internet.”

Sam: “Hey, there’s some good stuff online.”

Mia: “Some being the key word.”

Sam: “Don’t tell me you didn’t enjoy soaking up hours of gay porn.”

Mia: “No comment.”

Sam: “That’s what I thought.”

Ethan: “Shit, he’s thinking again. The last time that happened…”

Sam: “You got laid.”

Ethan: “This is true. Keep thinking, Sam. Think hard.

Mia: “Hard is not a problem for you three.”

Brett: “Speaking of hard, did the porn help?”

Mia: “Of course! Porn always helps.”

Sam: (wiggles eyebrows) “You’re not kidding.”

Mia: “Of course, porn wasn’t the only thing I had to do.”

Brett: “Really? What else?”

Mia: “I did some reading.”

Brett: (nods) “Anything else?”

Mia: “I talked to my PA Tina—a lot.”

Sam: (chuckles) “Tina? As in Tina?”

Mia: “Mmmhmm.”

Sam: “I like her.”

Mia: “I bet you do.”

Ethan: “Don’t get him started. Tina gave him the bed head with her obsession.”

Brett: “Hey, we owe Tina. She cracked the whip on Mia when she needed it.”

Mia: (glowers) “But she wasn’t nice about it.”

Ethan: “Did you want her to be?”

Mia: “No.”

Sam: “Why did she need to crack the whip anyway?”

Mia: “Because I like the shinies.”

Brett: “Try again.”

Mia: “Because she’s a sadist.”

Ethan: “Try again.”

Mia: “Because I’m a perfectionist, and I went overboard.” (laughs)

Brett: “Don’t you always?”

Mia: “Of course. But this was different because…” (blushes) “Luscious is my baby. I poured everything I had into this town. I mean everything. Then there’s the fact that Luscious Beginnings is about the three of you. See, you guys have been with me since day one. At least one of you has been in every story, and you guys have carried across Serenity, Kinky, and finally Luscious. That made me crazy insane about getting this story just right. I owed you guys. God knows I love you, too.”

Sam: “That’s so sweet.” (sniffs) “I think I threw up a little in my mouth.”

Ethan: “Shut up, Sam.”

Sam: “Why? She knows I’m not into all that mushy stuff.”

Ethan: “Because she’s working on our second story, Their Luscious Dream. The last thing we need is to piss her off.”

Mia: “Don’t forget that I’m tight with Athena. I would hate to bring her into it.”

Ethan: “You wouldn’t.”

Mia: “Really?”

Sam: “She wouldn’t. She loves Athena.”

Mia: “You suck.”

Sam: “I do—often.”

Mia: “Speaking of sucking, can I watch?”

Ethan: “Why don’t you write?”

Mia: “Crap, I am supposed to be writing right now. I did kind of leave Athena hanging. If you three are willing to relieve me of my interview duties, I’ll get back to work. Right now.” (hopeful grin)

Brett: “Yes!”

Sam: “Hell yeah!”

Ethan: “I guess. We wouldn’t want to leave our girl hanging. But later, you’re ours.”

Mia: “That sounds…entertaining.”

Brett: “Nah. Next time, we’re going to make you talk.”

Mia: “How are you going to do that?”

Ethan: “You’ll just have to wait and see.”

(Dum-dum-dum plays overhead)

Well, I guess that’s the end of that…for now. But since I’m in such a good mood from my visit with Brett, Sam, and Ethan, I think I’ll give away an ARC of their first book, Luscious Beginnings, in the e-book format of the winner’s choice. All you have to do is leave one (or more) question(s) you would like Brett, Ethan, and/or Sam to answer in a comment below. On Tuesday, I will draw a winner!

Love and cherries,


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Luscious Beginnings

Love in Luscious, Kansas 1

Release Date: June 17, 2013

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Sometimes what a person wants most has been standing in front of them all along.

Four months ago, an eye-opening discovery drove Sam Carrington away from his best friends, Brett Monroe and Ethan Bartlett. Now he’s beginning his new life in Luscious, Kansas. But still, he longs for the men he loves.

Brett and Ethan were shattered when Sam vanished. Every day since his disappearance has been devoted to finding him. However, their search is in vain because two of Sam’s powerful friends made sure he was impossible to find.

After Sam is stabbed while protecting a friend, he shuts everyone around him out. Concerned for his emotional well-being, one of his protectors turns to Brett and Ethan for help. Once the men know where Sam is, they’ll do whatever it takes to get him back. Only their journey won’t be easy. And the path they must take will lead them to either a luscious beginning or a heartbreaking end.

NOTE: Luscious Beginnings is truly just the beginning for Sam, Brett, and Ethan. After finding their HEA, a new dream will come along in the form of a woman named Athena in Their Luscious Dream (MMMF), to be published later this summer.

Story Excerpt:

Wow. That was…surreal. Maybe this place is going to be my new beginning after all.

Ten minutes later, Sam guided his car into the parking lot outside of Tate’s apartment building then pulled into an open spot and switched off the ignition. He felt even more optimistic than he had just a little bit ago. His heart was lighter, his mood brighter. Yes, he’d turned on the wrong eccentrically named road and gotten lost, but he still felt more relaxed than he had in ages. Of course, he figured it was hard to be too uptight in a town like Luscious. Shit, the Summer of Love-esque places would bring a smile to anyone’s face.

Speaking of smiles, a grin crept into Sam’s cheeks when he spotted Tate Dawson sauntering toward him. His friend Ella’s younger brother was cocky as hell. And Sam liked that about him. From the first time they’d met, Tate’s personality had drawn Sam in, and they’d immediately hit it off. Since then, they’d spent a lot of time together in Her Majesty’s Pleasure where Sam used to tend bar. And they’d taken to talking on the phone at least once or twice a week after Sam had left Serenity. Now Sam was grateful they’d gotten to know each other. Otherwise, he wouldn’t be so keen on moving in together, even for a brief period of time.

A knock on the car window had Sam’s grin widening. He turned and grabbed the door handle then slung it open and launched himself out of the car. As Sam shut the door behind him, Tate drawled, “Well tickle my dicklestick. I heard some sweet thing had driven his sexy ass into our weird little town, but I had no clue how bangable he would be.” He raked his laughing eyes up and down Sam’s body. “I would totally do you.Often.

Sam chuckled. “So you keep telling me.”

Winking brashly, Tate replied, “I would fuck you, Sam-I-Am. I would fuck you in a hall. And I would fuck you against the wall. I would fuck you in your car. And I would fuck you beneath the stars. I would fuck you in the tub. And I would fuck you in a club. I would fuck you here and there. I would fuck you pretty much anywhere.”

Sam couldn’t help himself. A laugh burst from his lips at Tate’s twisted perversion of Dr. Seuss’s Green Eggs and Ham. That was typical Tate—wicked, fun, and outrageously flirty. God, he’d missed being around someone who wasn’t so fucking serious. Cough. Rafaello Speranza. Cough. Sam had missed moments like this, where he didn’t have to think about anything or anyone. He could just live. Yep, Luscious is looking better and better.

Feeling playful, Sam returned Tate’s banter with a wiggle of his eyebrows. “Oh, buddy, you couldn’t handle a man like me.”

“Want to find out?” Tate quipped without hesitation. “If so, I have a room upstairs. But we’ll have to hurry. My new roommate will be here any minute.”

Sam rolled his eyes. “I don’t do quickies. Sorry.”

“You’re missing out,” Tate replied. “Fast and furious is fucking hot.”

“So is soft and slow. But I bet you don’t know how to do that,” Sam teased.

Even in the dim light, Sam could see Tate’s eyes take on a sinister glow. He knew he should be worried. But he wasn’t. Quite the opposite. He was amused, and he couldn’t stop the chuckle escaping the back of his throat.

“Oh no, you didn’t go there,” his friend countered as he tapped his chin with his thick index finger. “Now I have to retaliate.” A contemplative expression settled on Tate’s features before a smirk lightened his handsome face. “I might not know how to fuck soft and slow. But you don’t know how to bang a dude.”

Sam bit the inside of his cheek to keep from howling with laughter. Most guys would be insulted. But he wasn’t, not in the least. If he and Tate weren’t friends, they wouldn’t be joshing around with each other. So Sam was more than happy to play along. Besides, he loved to give it as good as he got it. “It can’t be that much different than…” Sam let the innuendo hang in the air before taking his final punch. “Not that you would know, of course.”

Tate gave Sam a high-five. “Ooh. That’s a good one.” Merriment danced in his friend’s eyes. “I guess that means you win—this round.” His lips twitched. “Now let’s get you inside. Our first time should be in a bed, not on a car in a parking lot for all to see. Well, unless that trips your trigger. In that case, we can negotiate…”

Oh my God. Sam just shook his head indulgently. “Let me get my stuff.” After opening his Range Rover’s rear hatch, Sam removed his duffel bag and suitcase then closed the gate once again. He followed Tate through the front door of the building. Up the stairs, to the left, and down the hall they went. Before long, they were in front of D4 and Tate was letting them into the apartment.

“Welcome home, honey,” Tate drawled. His voice was silky, smooth as a fine wine, as he threw open the door.

“I—” Sam started to say something sarcastic. But when he stepped one foot across the threshold and saw the woman lounging on the couch, he stopped short. Aly Bartlett. “Fuck,” he growled, his expletive flying through the room faster than a speeding bullet.

He’d been found.

Adult Excerpt:

“Fuck.” Brett slapped his hands onto the mattress on either side of him. He fisted the comforter, his back arching off the bed. “Sam…”

Sam shook his head but didn’t release Brett from his mouth. He held still, his sensual lips encircling the base of Brett’s cock, his sweltering mouth enveloping the entire shaft. Despite the rapturous feeling of having his cock halfway down Sam’s throat, and in spite of the warmth cocooning his shaft, Brett didn’t want Sam to choke. And inevitably, he would if they stayed like this.

“Pull back,” Brett growled.

Sam did. He pulled back. But before Brett could catch his breath, Sam started to move, fucking Brett with his mouth, as he lowered himself to the bed. As soon as he seemed satisfied with his position, he raised his gaze to Brett’s once again. Their eyes met, and they exchanged looks. Some were loving. Some were lusty. And some of them were love and lust laced together. Those were Brett’s favorites.

While Sam sucked Brett’s cock, Ethan shifted to his knees. He moved forward, just enough to reach Sam’s waistband. He grasped each side of the thick fabric and started to tug. Sam shimmied his hips at all the right times then lifted up when Ethan ordered him to.

Soon, Brett saw Ethan discard Sam’s pants altogether. Then Ethan swung one of his legs over Sam’s legs and straddled them. “I love this ass,” he declared, his announcement as honest as it was succinct. He swooped his head down before kissing first one cheek then the other. “I can’t wait to fuck it.”

Brett groaned. God, he loved when Ethan talked dirty.

Sam lifted his ass off the bed wantonly, wiggling his hips close to Ethan’s face, but he continued to impale himself with Brett’s cock. Invade, retreat. Invade, retreat. Brett shook. He felt powerless, utterly out of control as raw lust flared inside him, scorching him, leaving him writhing and moaning in unparalleled pleasure. Like a drugged man in need of a fix, Brett’s eyes fell to Sam. He couldn’t help but stare as his shaft, from base to tip, disappeared into the hot cavern that was Sam’s mouth then reappeared a millisecond later. Watching his man suck his dick was sensual—the way his languid eyes drifted closed then reopened as though he were under a spell, how his cheeks were rosy with exertion, and how he inhaled and exhaled through his nose in quick, sharp breaths. It was all unbelievably erotic.

“Stop that,” Ethan growled.

Brett’s eyes snapped over to Ethan just as he brought his hand down onto the flesh of Sam’s ass. A loud thwack immediately followed behind.

Pulling back in a hurry, Sam freed Brett’s cock. “What did I do?” he asked, sounding innocent yet devilish at the same time.

“You won’t stop shaking your ass in my face.” Brett suspected Ethan was going for a firm tone, but he failed. He sounded amused. “A man can’t think when something that succulent is inches from his mouth.”

“Why are you thinking?” Sam turned his head away from Brett and peered over his left shoulder at Ethan. “Better yet, what are you thinking?”

Ethan’s face blushed a ruddy color that somehow looked sexy. “I was thinking about how snug your virgin ass is going to be, how it’s going to wrap around my dick and squeeze tight. And I was thinking about stretching your sweet hole, how good it’ll feel, how much you’re going to love me fucking you, and how loud you’re going to be when you beg for more.”

A groan erupted from Sam. “Oh God.”

Grinning wickedly, Ethan said, “I was imagining what it would feel like to press your body facedown to this bed then crawl on top of you, open your ass, and plunge inside. I was thinking about pounding into you while our favorite voyeur watched. And I was thinking about tying you up, binding you, and leaving you at our mercy.” He leaned forward, slowly slithering along Sam’s spine. “I was fantasizing about spanking you, turning your ass the sexiest shade of red.” He rained kisses up Sam’s back. “Hell, I was even considering what you would do if I took your ass now rather than being a gentleman and waiting.”

While Ethan talked, Brett grasped his cock and started stroking again, his glides steady and sure. The moisture Sam’s mouth had left behind was better than lube. And Brett’s hand moved easily over his shaft.

Sam winked up at Brett, and Brett knew trouble was heading their way. “Since when have you ever been a gentleman, angel boy? And what makes you think I’m some innocent who can’t handle a good pounding?” He grinned, a grin that made Brett squirm. “Trust me when I tell you that I can handle it. The question is, ‘Can you?’”

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Welcome to the Smutters, Holly J Gill!

Wife and Mum of three living in England, work as a care assistant and love writing about intimacy and passion, with plenty of spice. In my spare time I enjoy reading, seeing friends and travelling around visiting Stately Homes and Castles. My first novel Desires contracted by Secret Cravings Publishers is out now and coming soon the second book in the series Touching Angel’s Desires.

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Links to buy:
Amazon US Desires
Amazon UK Desires Holly J Gill and Nikki Blaise
Barnes And Noble

Desires blurb

Desires—a place where fantasies are made flesh and dreams become real. From BDSM to being a dog, Desires can provide it with bells on, if that’s your kink.

Stacie Clifford’s only desire is to regain her sexual confidence after her recent escape from an abusive marriage. She joins Desires looking for re-education in the joys of her body. There is only one condition; her contract states emotional attraction between tutor and student is forbidden. Stacie is fine with that; her heart is so battered she has no desire to give it to anyone else.

Then she meets her instructor, Dan. Instantly attracted, at first Stacie thinks it will help to make her sexually comfortable with him. But when she realises she is falling in love, she can’t tear herself away, contract or no. Stacie knows that, no matter how kind and caring Dan appears, he’s just doing his job. Can Stacie overcome her own Desires and walk away?

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Suddenly, she felt heavy breathing on her neckline, lips pressing gently on her flesh. Her heart began to race, butterflies fluttered in her stomach. Was some stranger touching her? Did she really want this? Was she ready? The lips pressed lightly against her naked neckline, and she felt a hand touching her shoulder. She turned her head frantically, to see Dan. Her dream boy had arrived. Suddenly, the room melted away. All she wanted was Dan.

She threw her arms around him and he captured her lips. His hands ran over her body, beneath the sheer babydoll. His touch ignited tiny fires on her skin. She removed her robe, Dan helping her as she tugged at the satin material. Their mouths remained fixed together, Stacie tasting all she could of him. Dan lowered her down onto the cushion she’d claimed and began to kiss her neck, adding flicks of licks from his tongue, before blowing on the wetness his tongue had left, sending tremors of excitement throughout her body. His body covered Stacie’s, his leg lapped over hers whilst his hand caressed her cheekbone. She held onto him tightly, putting her hand onto his naked back.

Stacie looked down—all he was wearing were his trunks. She closed her eyes, concentrating on the feelings he stirred in her as he kissed her shoulder, and ran his hand down to her stomach, which ached with desire. She trembled as he traced the curved top edge of the heart on her thong, but then his hand came back up to rest on her waist as his kisses went lower.

Stacie ran her hand up and down his back feeling his soft skin before deciding to take control. She rolled her body away from him. Dan sat up to look at her in surprise. She smiled and swung her leg over him to sit on his lap. She could feel his hard cock beneath his trunks pressing into her pussy. She glanced around. The smell of sex was thick in the air and sex was everywhere she looked. But far from disgusting her as it had before, it was turning her on. She pressed her hands flat on his chest and pushed, making him lie down on the large floor cushion as she straddled him. She bent over him and kissed him before trailing her lips over to nibble at his ear. He moaned and she felt it vibrate through his chest. He thrust his pelvis beneath her and she ground into him in answer.

Stacie kissed and licked down his chest, tasting the slight saltiness of his skin, not wanting to miss an inch. She licked around his nipples, feeling them pucker beneath her lips. He shuddered and hissed his breath in. She slid her body down his, moving down to his navel, dipping her tongue in then kissing down the fine trail of hair to the waistband of his trunks.

Dan’s hard throbbing cock was jerking inside his trunks, straining for release. Stacie kissed all around the area, deliberately avoiding the crucial area. He pushed up at her, evidently wanting her to pay some attention to his member. Stacie grinned, feeling empowered. She looked around the room full of panting, screwing people, feeling a sudden slight hesitation. Would he mind her getting his cock out here, in front of everyone? Don’t be silly, Stacie, she admonished herself. He works here. He’s surely done it before.

Nonetheless she watched his face as she began tugging on his trunks, just in case. He simply raised his buttocks up, allowing her access. Stacie pulled his undergarment down revealing his cock, stiff and huge. She came back up, kissing along his inner thigh, until arriving at his genital area. Again, she deliberately avoided his penis, wanting him to enjoy the anticipation. She kissed all the way round his genitals. Above her, she could hear him groaning and feel him attempting to grab her head, but she managed to avoid him. She wasn’t going to let him to have any control. She licked and teased him as his cock bounced and thrust.

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Ten Sexy Minutes with Rough-and-tumble Cowboy Jens from HARD RIDIN’–Em Petrova

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Today I’ve got the Wrangler-clad Jens from HARD RIDIN’ (available from Samhain with us on the 69 Shades of Smut blog. Welcome, you hunky man. Pull up a chair and open that western shirt a few buttons.

What do you do for work?
I fork hay, haul feed, play in the dirt, and have the privilege of watching the pertiest sunsets. In other words, I’m a rancher.

Where are you from?
Reedy, Wyoming—truly God’s country.

What is the one thing about yourself that you would like me to know?
I love to torment a woman until she begs for completion.

When was your last relationship and how long did it last?
*crosses boot over denim-clad knee* I’m in a three-way with my best friend and a gorgeous little farmer gal. Whooo! They keep my blood pumpin’. *levels his gaze at me* And it’s gonna last forever. No question.

What do you do for fun?
Take a twirl down at The Hellion. Jump in a pond nekkid. Gallop across a field with Laurel in the saddle before me.

Do you believe in love at first sight?
For some, yes. I also believe that slow and steady is the way to go.

What is your most treasured possession and why?
*takes off his hat and whirls it on his long, masculine fingers* This here hat has seen a lot. I’ve lost it in the dirt while racing after a runaway tractor. I wore it to the bank to see about a loan for my land. And it’s hit the floor along with my jeans and boots for many tumbles.

Do you like animals/keep pets?
Horses and cows. Cats and dogs. Could be a mangy chicken or two ranging our property. I can’t account for any strays that might be hidden among the junk in Laurel’s closet. She’s a hoarder.

How do you spend your spare time?
*waggles his brows* With two lovers, whatchu think?

Where do you see yourself in five years’ time?
I see Laurel’s organic farm expanding and our cattle herd growing. Maybe find a little Jens following his daddy across the field.
Do you believe a cup is half empty or half full?
With me, you’re always full, pretty lady. *winks*

(Em melts into puddle)

Are you a morning person or a night person?
Morning, noon, and night. That’s the kind of passion Holden, Laurel, and I have. I think we’ve created a fourth part of the day for lovin’.

Thanks for stopping by, Jens. We’ve loved drooling over you—I mean, talking with you! *fans self and wiggles in seat*
Read on for a smutty scene from HARD RIDIN’ rated ADULT/Graphic panty-steaming

He kicked in her bedroom door and it struck something inside. He nudged it with his hip, and she released a giggle. “What in hell is that?”


“Ooo-kay.” He put his muscle into it and pressed the door wide enough to squeeze through with her in his arms. The soft light from the tall windows on the west-facing wall tumbled over the room. He narrowed his gaze at the heaps, lumps and towers that rose up out of the darkness.

“Laurel, where’s the bed?” Junk littered the space. And here he’d thought she’d be upset to come to his bed and find a full laundry basket and rumpled sheets.

She extended a hand and pointed to the far wall. He picked his way across the room, avoiding the landmines of clothes, shoes and God knew whatever else. The bed was free of clutter, though, and that was all that mattered.

“Sorry.” She buried her face against his throat and vibrated with laughter.

“You and me are gonna have a talk about why one woman would need this much stuff.”

“All right, but only after you’ve peeled me off the ceiling.”

He moaned, white-hot coals scorching his belly. His balls clenched up tight and ached for release. Tenderly, he tipped her onto the bed and pinned her to the mattress with his body.

She wriggled under him seductively, rolling her hips and arching her breasts upward. For a moment, he simply hovered over her, enjoying the feel of her body beneath his. The furthest they’d gotten were several drunk-on-lust make-out sessions, which always took place on the sofa or in his truck. Once he’d caught her against the barn, and she’d allowed him to delve a hand into her panties and feel her soaking, hot pussy, but before he could even finger her to completion, she’d stopped him.

Later, he’d gone home with her scents on his hand and smelled each digit while stroking his cock. He wanted more of that. Craved it. Her scent, her taste. It had become an obsession with him over the past month. Now he was oh, so close.

“Don’t push me away, darlin’.”

“No.” The word was a heated rasp.

Without warning, he claimed her mouth. Crushing her lips beneath his, rubbing his freshly shaven jaw over her silky flesh as he tangled his tongue with hers. Her personal musk filtered into his head along with some sugary drink she’d had earlier. He stroked the interior of her mouth, tasting her tongue, walls, lips, teeth. When he flicked the tip of his tongue against the roof of her mouth, she issued a harsh moan.

Tearing away, he panted for control, fighting the need to tear off their clothes and pound into her tight little body until he spurted his release. But he had to make this good—keep her coming back for more. And he’d possessed far too many dreams of this moment to dash it all away for an orgasm.

Gently, he ran his hands down her sides and encircled her wrists. “I want to hold your arms down while I lick your breasts. Will you let me do that?”

She made a soft noise like a sob or gasp. “Yes.”

A grin stretched the corner of his mouth upward. Her eyes glittered in the moonlight and her dark hair was an inky blot around the pale oval of her face. Holding her gaze, Jens knelt between her thighs. He caught the hem of her soft cotton shirt and tugged it up, trailing his fingers over the sliver of flesh he’d created. That band of skin threatened to undo him.
He ground his molars and fought to keep from coming in his pants like a teenage boy. Inch by inch, he exposed her. When he reached her breasts, he found them bare. He skimmed the undersides, aware of how rough his fingers must have been on her delicate skin.

She tossed her head back and pinched her eyes shut as he worked over the curves, purposely avoiding her nipples. Pulling her shirt over her head, he bit off a growl as her full breasts bounced.

“Damn, Laurel. You’re so beautiful.” He’d never seen her breasts before, but had fondled them enough through her shirt. He knew the way they filled his palms perfectly, and he’d fantasized more than once about coming all over them.

His cock throbbed painfully.

She gazed up at him, eyes aglow. “Touch me, Jens. I need you.”

He didn’t need more invitation. Hovering over her, he captured her lips, sucking and drawing on her tongue until she writhed. She raked her nails lightly over his shoulders, grasping at his shirt as he moved down to her throat.

Countless minutes had been spent worshipping the column of her throat and he knew exactly where to put his mouth to pull the biggest cries from her. Her whole body moved beneath him, hips bucking, breasts heaving, belly dipping. He kissed a blazing path down her throat to her collarbones, then lower to the valley between her breasts, holding her hands down as promised.

Her breath washed over his hair. Sticking out his tongue, he traced her cleavage, and then bathed the undersides of her breasts. Using quick strokes, he circled each, still avoiding the two straining buds.



“You’re killing me.”

“Mmm-hmm. I’m going to push you a lot further before dawn lights that sky, baby.” He sealed his promise by covering one rosy nipple with his mouth.

“Ahh!” She jerked and twitched. He tormented the bud, licking, nipping, lapping, sucking. She came off the bed, and he lashed her to him, skimming her warm flesh with his palms.

Turning to the other nipple, he stole a peek at her face. Her eyes were closed, her mouth a silent O of bliss. The need inside him blazed out of control.

Again, he gently grasped her wrists and locked them to the mattress. Her eyes popped open. “Tell me when you need to stop. Give me a safe word.”

She obviously spewed the first thing that jumped into her head. “Peat moss.”

He folded in half, convulsing with laughter. “Laurel, you’re perfect for me.” With that, he returned to her breasts. Alternating between long, slow strokes and faster ones, he varied the pressure. From hard to light and from biting to barely breathing on her peaked skin.
She twisted her wrists under his hands, straining to touch him. He continued to torment her. When he left her bed, she was damn well going to feel it. Every inch of her body would remember him.

And she wasn’t going to be able to walk either.


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Another update on my upcoming release

Morning all!  There’s only today and tomorrow to take advantage of our grand giveaway. See the sidebar for more details on how you can win a Kindle/Nook or a gift certificate of equivalent value.

While I don’t have an excerpt ready or cover art yet, I do have a blurb I’ll be sharing with you in a moment. What I’d like to do in the meanwhile is give you some dates of where I’ll be guest blogging at to help promo my debut release. These are the confirmed dates I have, and would love if you have a spot for me, please email me with your available dates. I can be reached at layna (dot) pimentel (at) gmail (dot) com.

March 16th – I’ll be visiting with author Raine Delight at

March 28th – I’ll be visiting Paranormal Romantics as Jessica Subject’s guest.

I’ve also set up an author page on Facebook and would love your support. Hop on over and have a looksy. J!/AuthorLaynaPimentel

And now, without further ado, I present you with my blurb. Enjoy!

After colliding with a stunning vision in white, retired Staff Sergeant Brent Daniels offers to drive the beautiful stranger to a hotel for the night, but instead discovers he’s with one very lost creature. He’s bewitched by her sinful curves, her dark and mesmerizing eyes, and the pull at his soul with each minute passing. Nevertheless, he can’t shake the feeling she’s hiding something.

Melpomene, daughter of Zeus, finds her handsome rescuer resembles the man who has continuously haunted her dreams. Before long, she’s in his arms, wanting more. Knowing their days are numbered, desperation leads her to reach out for help by an unlikely ally.

Just how far will these two lovers go, and what will they sacrifice to be together?


So what do you think? I’d love to hear from you.

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Interview with cover model and author Justin Whitfield!

Well. When our friend Sky Robinson asked me to take on the arduous (wink wink) task of interviewing the very sexy Justin Whitfield, did I say no?

Hell, no!

Justin is not only an Ellora’s Cave model and “caveman”, he is a family man, entrepeneur, former exotic dancer, bar owner and now, with co-author Taylor Cole, he is the author of a very titillating book entitled “Take It Off.” This book is based on Justin’s and Taylor’s experiences as dancers and packs a punch. It’s already garnered some great reviews on Goodreads, so I couldn’t wait to talk to Justin about it.  Join me as I interview him!

Rosanna: Justin, firstly can you tell us a bit about your sexy book? And please don’t be shy.

Justin: My friend and co author Taylor Cole is from Dallas and I live in Houston. We started in the LaBare clubs together but after my divorce, I moved to Houston to work. When we would meet up for roadshows or just visiting, we would share our stories and just laugh our asses off. We had been wanting to write a book for years so when I first heard of the movie Magic Mike and saw the trailer and that it was portraying club male strippers as cool, I knew that we had to get this book finished. We actually wrote it all ourselves and it was finished before we saw the movie. The movie is a mirror-image to our lives and this book takes you where the movie could not. The stories are hilarious and that is what takes everyone by surprise! There is a lot of sex too!

Rosanna: How did you get into modeling, and how did you get into romance modeling specifically?

Justin: I had previously done fitness modeling  and playgirl but 7 years ago, Elloras cave and I had set up a meeting at my bar between them and my LaBare friends. I was accepted then but couldn’t find the time away from my bar.  (80 hour weeks ) Fast forward to 6 months ago, we get a book deal and they ask for my photos. I get approved and now get to fulfill a bucket list item and be on romance covers. I’m very excited about that.

Rosanna: You work for Ellora’s Cave. What is the best part of your job?

Justin: The staff. They are the nicest people! Also, the traveling and Elloras Cave really takes good care of us.

Rosanna: As an exotic dancer, did you ever have a “Whoa!” moment with a lady? Did a patron ever push the envelope too far? How did you handle it?

Justin: yes, many times! From girls trying to pull my underwear down to cutting my full backs off during a table dance. I’ve been yanked off stage as well. You just gotta hold your temper and play it off.

The biggest tho was when I had a lapdance for this really hot 19-20 year old. I sat her down and start my dance. Her face is basically in my crotch  area. Without ANY NOTICE, she grabs my cock and puts it in her mouth. No prior notice or even flirting. Just grabs it and starts. I immediately pull back and am surprised at her. I stopped the dance and said I had to go. She was embarrassed to say the least.

Rosanna: Do you have a favorite cover you’ve posed for? What did you pose as?

Justin: I’ve only been on one so far. “Feels like the first time” by ciana stone. I look forward to doing more. We have a photoshoot scheduled in December so I am getting in better shape and tanning. Lol.

Rosanna: What do you think is the hottest moment in your book?

Justin: there are soo many. Many women like the holy grail story. About twins at the same time…

Rosanna: Okay…fluff time. I know you’re taken, Justin, but let’s pretend for a moment. Let’s say you’re single and you have a date with a special woman. What are you going to do to ensure she has a good time and that she never forgets you?

Justin: I would take her to banana bend. We get to go boating, jet ski, off road and swim. Just have fun and see if she can hang with me. If I were close to a beach, that would be my first choice. Nothing like ending the date on the sandy beach alone with just us to keep each other company.

Rosanna: What do you consider to be your best physical feature? Why?

Justin: i used to be a top national level bodybuilder, so I have round muscle bellies and small joints and waist. I look more muscular than I really am! Lol!

Also, I cannot grow any hair on my torso. Very soft skin.

Rosanna: Are there any other books in the works? Can you give us a sneak peek?

Justin: part two is almost finished!

Quick Answer Questions

Sex or chocolate? Sex

Sexiest actress ever? Monica belucci

On a beach or in front of a roaring fireplace? Beach

Night-time or morning? I can appreciate Both now.

Boxers or briefs? Boxers

Fave position (wink, wink)? 69

Thanks so much to Justin for being a tremendous sport and fun interviewee. Congrats on your delicious book and we wish you many sales!

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Ryan Taylor-he’s sexy as hell and a soft-spoken sweetheart


I had the pleasure of meeting this sexy South African at Romanticon in Ohio and let me tell you ladies, he is as sweet as he is sexy, and that’s saying a lot. I mean look at the man. He’s not only a model, but also a talented jewlery designer, and I’ll hook you up with a picture of his work and links to his site after he answers a few questions for us and lets us drool over him just a little bit.

Alright, let’s get to the interview.

What do you prefer, studio photo sessions or going on location, and why? Location is always more fun , it’s like going on  a small  exploring adventure – looking for that great spot.

What genre of books do you read? Mostly autobiographies and motivational

What is the most seductive thing a woman has ever done for you? Opened a beer with her teeth or what was left of them and passed it seductively over – that got me fired up…

What would you rather be doing other than modeling? Honestly I have never seen myself as a model..its a fun addition to life but I’m doing what I have always wanted and that is to turn great ideas into something tangible , something  real.

If you could write a book and place yourself on the cover what would the book be about? The book would be titled ‘Your Vision Under Lock and Key’ meaning have a dream and go do it – keep that vision real and secure all the way to the end..

Have you ever dated a woman older than you? Yep, looking back my relationships have always been with older woman.

Hmmmm. Not sure that I can open a beer with my teeth, but after this I might try…

Here’s a shot of some of the armo bands Ryan designs and makes, and links to his website and Facebook pages. Say hi, leave him a comment and he’ll stop by and respond if he can today.


His accessories are mostly based on ancient Roman times and that there are a ton of new additions coming real soon  – as in rings, necklaces, bags, caps, wallets etc . Its the start of an entire range of just accessories.

Check them out at:

Website :

Facebook :

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Charisma Will Cast A Spell On You

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From the moment I walk into the cafe the aura of the place is electric and I know exactly why.

Charisma is here to meet me for drinks. The woman is witching and wherever she goes it changes the place into something magical. Something powerful and full of hunger. and I’m not surprised the crowd of men drooling over her as they stare in her direction on the patio where she sits waiting for me.

For a moment I stop in the doorway and watch as she brushes a loose strand of auburn hair from her face. She adjusts her sunglasses when a ray of sunshine hits her porcelain face and smiles. It fascinates me as the men continue to follow her every move. Her short frilly skirt rises giving her admirers a peak at her long luscious legs with each subtle move and her very presence is torturing the other male and female patrons.

SC: Charisma, so wonderful that you were able to meet me here for a drink.

C: Oh Mistress Savannah, you know I wouldn’t pass this up. Master is in slumber right now and I shall be going to see him later on.

SC: Ahh yes, how is Victor doing?

C: Impatient, the night approaches and he worries about me, if I will be able to handle the awakening.

SC: You’ll surely be able to handle it. You are strong and powerful. Look at your very presence has done to all the men around us.

C: That’s nothing. I’m sure I can handle it. If I can handle Victor, I’m able to do it all. I’ve been preparing myself with his guidance. I only have to patiently wait a few more days and then everything will be over with.

SC: Both of you will be able to relax.

C: I think Master will be more at ease after everything is said and done.

A smile graces her face.

SC: So what are we going to order?

C: I’m getting myself a Salem Witch. I want something with a magical kick, like me.

SC: Why doesn’t that shock me?

C: What?

I spend the rest of the afternoon with Charisma chatting about Victor and just what they’ve been up to since my last visit.

So now if you want to try to make yourself your very own Salem Witch here is the recipe

• 1 cup ice cubes
• 1/2 fluid ounce vodka
• 1/2 fluid ounce raspberry schnapps
• 1/2 fluid ounce melon liqueur
• 1 splash lime juice
• 1/4 cup sweet and sour mix
• 1 fluid ounce club soda
• 1 splash grenadine syrup
Mixing Directions
1. Fill a collins glass with ice, and pour in the 1/2 fluid ounce of vodka, raspberry schnapps, melon liqueur, and splash of lime juice. Then pour in the sour mix until the glass is 2/3 full and top off the glass with the soda water. Stir gently to mix, then add a splash of grenadine to serve.

Charisma is featured in my latest release Six Degrees Of Passion, a collection of smoking hot BDSM flashers.

Publishing Date: July 11, 2012
Publisher: Amazon Digital
Format: eBook
Price: $0.99

Buy Now On Amazon

Imagine a world full of boundless passion, where the intimate touch of a man or woman and the desperate cravings pent up inside, leave you breathless with anticipation. Passion and desire come in many forms, and some of the most powerful moments shared between consenting adults can include aspects of the BDSM lifestyle. When you love someone with all your heart and soul, will the passion you feel give you enough to submit total control? The journey into the lifestyle is uninhibited, complete with trust and understanding, and few of us ever experience these heightened levels of joy.

Join six talented writers as they bring you varying aspects of the BDSM lifestyle in sizzling pieces of flash fiction. These snippets are designed to draw you into the heat of passion filled nights, unbridled looks at highly erotic sessions. Included are Kiki Howell’s tales of the paranormal, where vampires and witches fight for the very souls of humanity and each other. Cassandre Dayne’s scorching stories of passion stretch the boundaries of our secret fantasies. Benjamin T. Russell’s captivates with intense glimpses into a Dom understanding a submissive’s deepest needs. In addition, Savannah Chase has a sensual, soul wrenching and yet gripping way of sharing the powerful intimacy experienced between women. Abby Hayes gives you highly charged and quick-witted tales of kink between multiple partners that will keep you guessing to the end. Finally, DH Black, will leave you shuddering with her gritty and sometimes brutal aspects of showing the darker side of BDSM.

Each tale entertains while leaving the reader trembling for another installment. Indulge. Fantasize. Delve into the darker side of passion…


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Speed Date My Dancing Hero Danny Chambers from Breathe Easy

Speed Date My Dancing Hero Danny Chambers from Breathe Easy (Even Hotter Dads: The DILF Anthology 2)

The door closes and a handsome hunk walks in the door carrying his gym bag and sets it down at his feet as he sits down in one of the empty chairs in Savannah’s office.

SC: Danny, you know I love it when you come visit me here in my playroom…

DC: Mistress Savannah, when you said over the phone that we could do this interview here I couldn’t say no. This place is just fascinating to a man like me.

SC: Yes this room is full of wonders, and so many things that will bring out the naughtiest person from within. If you weren’t taken I know I could tempt you to have a little fun in one of my many rooms. The offer is always on the table. (Bites lower lips as she runs her heated gaze over him, from head to toe)

DC: *looks around with a devilish smile* Mistress Savannah, are you giving me an indecent proposal?

SC: Can you blame a woman like me? You are just so very delectable and I can’t help myself. There are so many naughty thoughts running through my head.

DC: I’m flattered and will say you are just a woman that exudes sexual power and can make any man including me feel…. *stops himself from finishing sentence and looks away*

SC: Mr. Chambers are you blushing?

DC: Yes, I must be.

SC: No need to blush. I would love to hear the rest of that previous thought.

DC: *clears throat and shifts in his chair* No, there isn’t, especially since you already know so much about me. I will have to tell you a little later when there are a little less people around. I don’t want to spoil everything in front of the readers. A man has to leave a little mystery. *Damn it. I came for an interview and now I’m getting flushed and turned on.*

SC: I shall keep you to that. You know me; I have ways of getting just what I want.

DC: I know you do. That is your specialty amongst other things. Maybe after this interview is done you can…give me a few tips. I’ve got a special woman I might want to try a few things on. I’m always looking to spice up the relationship.

SC: Spice is the breath of life. *Wink, wink* I would love to give you some tips.

DC: That I must agree with. I look forward to learning from you.

SC: So it’s time to get down to business. We’ve got a lot of eager readers who want to know more about you. Tell us a little about yourself.

DC: My name is Danny Chambers, I’m a professional dancer/choreographer. I love in the beautiful city of Toronto, Ontario in Canada. I’ve been dancing all my life but professionally it has been for the last ten years. I started when I was just in grade school.  Recently I got back from a tour with Simone. We finished off her tour in New York. It was unforgettable.

SC: You must have had an amazing time on the tour. I heard you guys had a packed schedule.

DC: Yes we did. Between rehearsals and everything else we spent what time we had relaxing. Simone had requested we change a few of the dances to accommodate a few of the stops when she was a bit ill. The set is pretty heavy with choreography and she didn’t want to cancel because she her fans would be disappointed. That took a lot of work. On our days off I still got up early to go sightseeing. Who knows if I’d ever be back in these countries again?

SC: What inspired you to become a dancer?


DC: I’ve always loved to dance. As a kid I had a hell of a lot of energy and my love of music made it so easy for me. I loved putting all my energy into dancing and learning the different styles. As you know I’m trained in classical, jazz, hip hop, contemporary, just to name a few. When I dance I feel free. I can express myself in every step.

SC: What’s your favorite place that you’ve had the chance to visit so far?

DC: I love all the places we’ve been to. There is so much to see and experience. So many different cultures, but I will have to say there is no place like home.

SC: So now to some of the questions our readers want to have answered.

DC: Oh boy. Shall I be worried?

SC: Don’t worry I’ll be gentle.

DC: *cocks an eyebrow* Gentle huh?

SC: What do you look for in a woman?

DC: I want a woman who is honest, caring, loving and just herself. I don’t want anyone to be fake and to pretend they are something they’re not. What’s the point? But I will say there is already someone special in my life and even though we’ve been through a lot I would never change what we have. She is the woman I’ve always wanted.

SC: She is a lucky woman to have a catch like you.

DC: I’m the lucky one to have such a gentle and beautiful soul in my life. I’m truly lucky.
SC: Where do you see yourself in five years?

DC: I would love to be still dancing and touring if possible. I really want to get into doing more choreography for music videos. That would give me the opportunity to not be away from home for so long. I’ve got more responsibility now; it’s not just me anymore.

SC: Are you willing to tell everyone who she is? I know the readers are wondering about this special lady you keep speaking about.

DC: I want to shout it at the top of my lungs but I won’t spoil our story. Mistress Savannah you did such a beautiful job telling my tale. I would love for the readers to read it and find out a little more about me and my special girl.

SC: Danny you are just too kind. It was my pleasure to tell it. I know the readers will love it.

SC: How many hours do you train? I hear dancers have impeccable bodies. So strong and toned in all the right places. You must be a marathon man in between the sheets. (Letting out a deep breath she pictures Danny naked in all his glory flash through her mind. Licking her lips she smiles seductively in his direction)

DC: Mistress Savannah I know that look. Oh you are just a very naughty woman. How am I supposed to concentrate on this interview? *running his hand through his chocolate-brown hair he lets out a sigh and smiles at her direction*

On my days off I train sometimes six to eight hours or more. I also have to stay in shape so I work out, go running. My body is in very good shape, it has to be. Our routines are intense and the shows are high energy. As for the marathon man between the sheets, all I will say is I can keep up and go all night long. *winks*

SC: *Mistress Savannah fans herself and bites back a moan. Shaking her head she takes a deep breath to try to refocus on the questions in her hand* You probably get a lot of Simone’s fans doing some crazy things to get backstage. What’s the one that stands out?

DC: Oh we get tons of groupies, both male and female. I once had a girl sneak onto the tour bus in nothing but a thong and heels. She thought by trying to seduce me she could get a backstage pass or something. It didn’t work. I don’t sleep around. I have my heart set on my special girl and nobody else.

SC: Favorite part of a woman’s body.

DC: Her lips. There is something so sexy about the lips. They are so beautiful and I love kissing and biting them.

SC: Oh you’re a biter? Danny, do tell us more.

DC: *looks away and smiles* Yes, a little. I love to run my teeth against a woman’s soft skin. I love to take her rosy red nipple in my mouth and suck as my teeth gently press down on her sensitive bud. Hearing her moan as my teeth make contact with her supple flesh just dives me insane.

SC: You are my kind of a man. I love men who bite.

DC: Why am I not surprised?

SC: I think you know me too well after all the time we’ve spent together.

SC: Boxers, briefs, or commando?

DC: Really, you’re going to ask me that?

SC: Yes, our readers want to know.

DC: Well, if you must know I like boxers and sometimes commando. *Shakes his head*I can’t believe I just said this out loud.

SC: Favourite position in bed? Yes I asked that too. See it is on the cards.*hold up set of small cue cards with questions*

DC: The drill and that’s all I’m going to say.

SC: Ohhh that is a sexy one. One of my favorites. *bites lower lip remembering the last time she’d done that position*

SC: Sex in bed or shower sex?

DC: Both, it just depends on what mood I’m in. I’m pretty sure after I’m done here I’ll be driving home like a maniac to get to my girl. How much longer will this take if you don’t mind me asking?

SC: *Smiles* That’s what I want to hear. I’ll never keep a man from his lady when he’s all ready to go. Just make sure you drive carefully.

DC: *stands up he tugs at the buckle of his jeans* I will make sure to do so. Oh and about those tips. I will be back later on, or on second thought tomorrow. I might be a little too tired to drive back after what I’ve got planned for tonight.

Walking over Danny reaches for Mistress Savannah’s hand and places a soft kiss on it before winking at her and racing out of the room.


SC: Ladies and gents, the one and only Danny Chambers. You can bet there will be a lot of rocking going on at his place. I just adore when I can bring two people together for a little spicy romance. If you’re interested in finding out more about Danny check out his story Breathe Easy which is featured in the Even Hotter Dads: The DILF Anthology. The book is now available from Ravenous Romance. 

Even Hotter Dads: The DILF Anthology 2

Nothing is sexier than a man who loves his kids. In this second volume of stories celebrating hot dads, you’ll find young dads and older dads, gay dads and straight dads, vampire dads, a father of the bride, and even, in true Ravenous Romance style, a M/F/M threesome.

Contributors include: Jon Jockel, Stacy Brown, Rebecca Leigh, Savannah Chase, Garland, KT Grant, Kilt Kilpatrick, and Trinity Blacio.

Breathe Easy by Savannah Chase


Danny Chambers worked hard at making his dreams come true. He’s now a choreographer and dancer for one of the world’s biggest pop stars. He’s also in love with Ashley, who happens to be his best friend and they’ve made the step to see where things will go. Now with the tour over he’s back home ready to continue with love but shocking allegations have rocked his world. Will Danny be able to get through the scandal and back on track with the woman who’s stolen his heart or will this derailment destroy his perfect world?

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Getting Grabby With My Hero: Jeff Thompson from Bid for Love by Savannah Chase

Speed Date My Hero: Jeff Thompson from Bid for Love

Hey everyone, I hope you’re having a very naughty day. I know I am. I’m getting to spend it with the super sexy Jeff Thompson. He wasn’t too happy with me asking to do a speed date. He hasn’t had much luck in that department.

Jeff:  Do you blame me? There is nothing more that I hate than the words speed date. But for you Miss Savannah I will do anything. Plus I didn’t want to meet that lovely paddle you love so much. LOL


Savannah: No, I guess not. Hey that paddle is only saved for special occasions and as much as I would love to have a little fun with you my heart belongs to another, and so does the paddle.*wink* Plus I don’t think a special someone might appreciate me getting my hands on that very sexy ass of yours.

Jeff:  Yes, my behind belongs to one woman, and one woman only. I will say that whoever it is that has your heart is a lucky one. If I weren’t in love with my gorgeous lady I might be tempted to…I shall stop right there.

Savannah: Ohhh Jeff, you are just so adorable, and maybe later when everyone is gone you can tell me what you might be tempted to do. Now I know the ladies are waiting patiently for some dirt on you…I mean for some info on you so let’s get started.

Jeff: *cocks an eyebrow* Dirt? Oh you wouldn’t dare…

Savannah: *winks* No…So now let’s tell our readers a little about yourself.

Jeff: *Run fingers through his blonde hair* Where do I start….Well I’m 27 and the owner of my own company, Landspress Construction. I was born and raised in New York. In my spare time I enjoy reading, watching movies and volunteering at the local children hospital.

Savannah: OMG you are just perfect. Those are some very lucky children.

Jeff: No, not really. I’m the lucky one. I get to spend time with such beautiful children who are going through so much. Their strength is remarkable and I only wish I had half the strength they did.

Savannah: I still say you are.

Jeff: Well, thank you Miss Savannah. I’m flattered you think so.

Savannah: You were recently votes New York’s Sexiest, Most Eligible Bachelor. How has your life changed since that?

Jeff: Let’s just say I get a whole lot of propositions, most are indecent. Ochs and I think women have decided that with the title comes the opportunity to get all grabby with me. I can’t tell you how many times I’ve had a woman grab my ass and slip me her number. There is only one breathtaking beautiful woman who has permission to grab my behind or any other part of me.  Oh I wish she would… *clears throat* Sorry…

Savannah: *a smile appears*Oh no need to be sorry…You can continue…

Jeff: Next question…please..I think it is a little hot in here. Don’t you?

Savannah: *catches Jeff blushing* No, I’m perfectly fine. You sure you’re ok to continue?

Jeff: Yes…

Savannah: I think your best friend Ryan should have also gotten the title. He wouldn’t have minded all the attention from the ladies.

Jeff: Ryan is what I would call a sex addict. He will sleep with any woman who will look at him. The man has no self-control.

Savannah: I think he needs to learn some. Send him my way. I’m pretty sure I can teach him a few things.

Jeff: *eyes scan the room* Oh I have no doubt about that. You have…quite a collection of…things.

Savannah: Each one comes handy…If you ever want to add a little extra spice to your life you are welcome to come for a lesson or two.

Jeff: Thanks, but I’m an old-fashioned lover.

Savannah: So tell me are you a man who loves to make love in the morning, afternoon or night?

Jeff: Really? You’re going to make me tell everyone?

Savannah: Yes.The readers want to know.

Jeff: You sure it’s the readers who want to know?

Savannah: Oh Jeff, I already know.I heard all about the elevator.

Jeff: Shhhhhh, don’t you say a word.

Savannah: LOL

Jeff: If you must know.I can make love at all hours of the day and night as long as it’s with that beautiful brown haired woman who’s stolen my heart. I can’t get enough of her. Her pouty lips, her warm brown eyes, her curvy body, and the way she smiles. The woman drives me mad in a good way. I’ve never felt the way I feel for her.

Savannah: You are just smitten with her aren’t you?

Jeff: Oh I’m past smitten. She has every part of me.

Savannah: That is just so sweet.  So tell me, what is your favorite body part on a woman? Ass, breasts, lips?

Jeff: I will say the eyes. They are the window to the soul. I want to know a woman is sexy on the inside and not just the outside.  Looks are not everything in my opinion. I need to be attracted to the whole package.

Savannah: Why can’t there be more men out there like you? Any chance you forgot to tell me about a secret twin brother you might have?

Jeff: *a smile spreads across his lips* No, no twin. There can only be one me. Every guy has their own qualities that make them attractive but I think that they forget that women are not looking for jerks. They want a real man.

Savannah: Tell us something that we might be surprised to find out about you?

Jeff: Hmm…I grew up poor. We didn’t always have everything we needed. My family struggled by somehow we made it through all the tough times. I think that is why I try to give back to the community in any possible way I can. I know how hard it is for families who struggle.

Savannah: You know you’re getting the ladies falling over you with every answer. You might need to watch out.I can see a few more grabby hands coming your way.

Jeff: *looks around, holds both hands up in the air* Where? Ladies, please keep at least two feet back. I’m taken.

Savannah: Sorry ladies…the man is taken….You can look…but don’t touch…

Jeff: I might need to borrow one of you instruments to protect myself.

Savannah: *rubs hands together with joy* Ohhh I have so many toys for you to choose from.  Would you like a tour of the playhouse?

Jeff:  As long as I can have some private time in one of the rooms with my sexy woman. I’ve got a few ideas I’ve been thinking about trying. You’ve got a deal.

Savannah: Mr. Thompson, why have you been holding out? You’ve got me all giddy and ready for more. Come on handsome, spill the naughty details you’ve been holding out on.

Jeff: Miss Savannah, I’m a gentleman. I’ve got the leave a little mystery to me.

Savannah: A little mystery is what makes a man like you very sexy…

Jeff: Thank you..Now I better get going..I left Ryan in charge at the site and knowing him nothing will get done. He’ll probably pick up some new woman and…well you know Ryan…I really don’t need another visit from the cops about indecent exposure on the job site.

Savannah: You better get going. You make sure to come back later for that tour.

Jeff: Wouldn’t miss it.

Savannah: So here is a little excerpt of my book Bid For Love…

For More info about Jeff, or my work stop on by


Bid For Love by Savannah Chase
Genre: Erotic Romance/ Contemporary

Digital ISBN: 978-1-61650-009-2
Length: Short
Price: $0.99
Publication Date: August 18, 2008
Publisher: Lyrical Press
Format: ebook
Cover Art By Renee Rocco


Nico was intrigued by the things people revealed when they only had three minutes to talk and make a first impression. So far, most of them were not good ones.

After all she had seen so far, she was more than ready to bolt, and fast. The only thing left was to figure out how.

Just as her last three minute nightmare was coming to an end, she glanced around the room. Surprisingly she saw something that made the evening even worse than it already was.

There on the other side of the room, sitting at a table, was Jeff. The man who rocked her world. The man she wanted with every fiber of her being.

He was seated with a drop dead gorgeous brunette who had the tightest little number on she had ever seen. The woman’s extra large sized breasts were pushed up and out for every guy to see. There was no way to miss them.

Nico tried to finish off the last few moments of her meeting with her current so-called date, but her attention kept shifting back to Jeff. It didn’t help that the woman he sat with was throwing herself at him. The flirtation couldn’t have been any more obvious, especially considering her leg was rubbing his up and down before it disappeared above his knees. One of Jeff’s hands was also under the table.

She could only imagine what he was doing. Actually she didn’t have to, she knew exactly what he was doing and she wished she wasn’t here to witness it.

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