Rhinestone Cowgirls

Sweet Revenge Cowgirl Style–Rhonda Lee Carver

Friends, family and I decided to say farewell to summer in a BIG way. We rented a cabin by the lake for the weekend. Girls got the cabin and boys popped up tents. After an evening of roasting hot dogs and marshmallows, the girls went back to the cabin. As we all started to drift to sleep, I heard footsteps and the bathroom light came on. Ten seconds later a loud scream came with someone running through the cabin. We all jumped up, scared and wondering what in the hell just happened. My cousin was screaming, “Snake! Snake! There’s a snake in the bathroom!” A few of us, the braver ones, tiptoed to the bathroom door (as if the snake was an intruder of the human sort). Sure enough, there was a snake by the toilet. However, this was of the rubber kind and not real. We knew immediately this was the doing of mischief men. We stayed up half the night plotting and planning revenge…especially for my cousin who had peed herself when she jumped off the toilet.

Early in the morning, the men were heading down to the lake with their fishing poles. They were chatting quietly about the weather, coffee, and of course, the joke they’d played on the ladies. There were five of them, big, brawny men who had no clue they were about to face revenge. Up ahead on the trail one of them spotted something in the weeds. As they got closer they stumbled upon a dead body. Screams were heard (yes, screams), shouts and cursing. I stumbled out of the woods, my clothes covered in blood (ketchup) with my butcher knife held high in the air, yelling, “Who’s next!” Three ran and the other two, pale-faced, were up against the tree clinging like molasses.

Once the “dead body” rose up, laughing, and I joined her in hysterics, they realized what had happened. Trust me, we have it recorded so they’ll never forget how we got the best of them.

Resisting Pressure (Book 5, Rhinestone Cowgirls) is available for pre-order!

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Blurb: After one memorable night with a cowboy, Violet Stone has tried her best to forget rodeo star, Keefer Lane. His chiseled jaw, strong arms and sex appeal remain in her dreams, but some things aren’t meant to be. They’re both from different worlds—wanting different things. As a nurse, she’s dedicated her life to helping people survive and he’s a bull-riding, adrenaline junkie who puts his life on the line every time he steps into the arena.

Months later, she runs into him and the tension remains. His arrogance hasn’t curtailed. He believes he can flash a dimpled smile and the world falls at his feet, but she isn’t one of his buckle bunnies. In regular Stone fashion, she angrily teaches him a lesson with a flash of her own ‘assets’, but eventually the tables turn and she gets a large dose of her own medicine…cowboy-style.

As Keefer embarks on a new life outside of the rodeo circuit, he isn’t sure about much except for one thing—Violet. He has a hankering to touch, taste, feel her again, but she’s playing hard to get. His charm might catch her attention, but that doesn’t mean she’ll land back in his bed, although he’s waiting with open arms.

He’s heard tales about the Stone women. They’re nothin’ but trouble, but he’s always enjoyed a challenge. He’s stayed atop a bucking bull for eight seconds, but nothing has prepared him for the ride he’s in for with Violet. He’s ready for the most dangerous ‘ride’ of his life. This time he’s holding onto the rope and never letting go.

Excerpt:

He reached around her, dragging her off her feet. She gave a slight squeal and then laughed. He carried her into the other room and laid her in the middle of the comforter. He stood at the edge, his body hard, wrapping his fingers around his sex and pumping the length. Her belly quivered and she couldn’t keep her legs still or her toes from curling. She wanted him…now!

“Lift your arms, sweetheart, high above your head.”

Not sure where this headed, she did as requested, lifting her arms, stretching them until the tips of her fingers touched the headboard. Her breasts thrusts forward, her nipples tight and tingly. “You’re so damn sexy,” he said on a rough exhale of breath.

“Come here, cowboy.”

He lowered himself next to her and droplets of water from his damp hair splashed onto her sensitive breast. He kissed her neck, licking a heated trail over her flesh. She lifted her chin to the side, giving him better access to the spots where she craved his touch.

“Mmm…taste like sugar too.” He murmured against her skin while extending each nipple, tugging and rolling the pearl. “I bet you could almost come with me sucking these.” He blew on one nipple.

She arched her back, wanting more of this magical pleasure. “Yes.”

“How much do you like this, sweetheart?”

“Mmm.”

“Tell me, baby. I need to hear.” He continued sweet torture with his fingers on her breasts.

“I can’t get enough of your touch.”

“I could do this all  night,” his voice quaked.

“I think I would melt away.”

He chuckled. “And I’d lap you up.”

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Enter for a chance to win!-Rhonda Lee Carver

Hi all!

I’m working on Book 5 of Rhinestone Cowgirls and I need a title! I’ve asked my street team, Rhonda’s Rowdy Readers, to come up with names. And oh boy…they have creative minds.There were so many that I had to narrow the choices down to five. Here they are…

  1. Resisting Pressure
  2. Cowboy Pressure
  3. Sinful Pressure
  4. Love’s Pressure
  5. Deep Pressure

Aren’t they great?

Here’s how you enter to win! Leave a comment with the # of the title you like best. Only one please. Then on August 30th, I will tally all of the votes and pick a winning title! The member of my street team that came up with the title will win a $5 Amazon GC. I will choose one commenter on this post (that has voted) to win a $5 Amazon GC too. That’s 2 gift cards for 2 lucky winners!!! Good luck! And just for fun…what title would you come up with?

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A friend, we’ll call her Dee, called me, saying, “I need you help!” So, I scurried over to her place, finding her on the couch, legs propped high in the air. She told me, “I waxed.”

Something you should know about my friend–she recently divorced and decided to go from hair-down-there to bare.

Apparently, as she was slathering on the wax, her doorbell rang. She grabbed a robe and rushed to find out who was outside. The UPS man. She received the shipment of something she’d been waiting on. Minutes later, she remembered she still had wax on a very important part of her body. However, the wax had gotten cold and hard. Her vagina sealed shut. She started to panic and pulled and tugged, but the wax wouldn’t give an inch.

Here’s where I come in…

I ran hot water in the tub. My assumption was that the water would melt the wax. Hahahahahaha. Boy was I wrong! She got stuck to the bottom of the tub.

In comes friend two. We’ll call her Joyce. After she helped me pull Dee from the tub, which wasn’t easy, we contemplated our next move. Joyce had worked in a salon for a few years so we figured she’d know what we should do. But, she didn’t have a solution, except giggling behind her hand and suggesting we drink a glass of wine. Dee was all for the alcohol.

In comes the third friend. We’ll call her Sandy. She is a nurse. She shook her head and was speechless. Dee was in pain, her lips were glued together and she slightly suspected she would never use those parts again. Now, she’s on her second glass of wine, muttering, ‘I needed wax for dummies.”

Finally, I grabbed a bottle of olive oil, handed it over and told Dee to apply liberally. And guess what? It worked! The hair still remained, but she decided she’d stick with a razor.

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Secret Pressure, Book 4 of Rhinestone Cowgirls is available for pre-order. Releasing July 29th.

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Their bodies were close—so close his body heat warmed her. She should step back, but every feminine urge screamed for her to stay right there, accept the gift of passion. The bulge rubbing her stomach made her look down. He was naked! Awareness trickled through her and desire pooled into her loins. “Jobe…” his name fell from her lips, an invitation to put his erection to good use.

He gathered her into his arms, clutching her against the warmth of his warm, broad chest. She could stay right here forever, close to him, hearing the beat of his heart. He carried her effortlessly to the couch and placed her on the leather cushion. She kept her gaze steady on him, watching him as he stood above her, thankful that the moon offered some light so she could admire him.

All logic told her she should push him away, run like hell, but a bigger part of her liked knowing he was ready for her. She reached for his hand and kissed his knuckles, inhaling his fresh soap scent and a trace of leather. How could she ever deny herself the one man who promised such pleasure?

“Ruby…I—”

She looked up through the veil of her lashes, moistening her dry lips. “Please, Jobe,” she urged. “No thinking. Just feeling.”

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Sex and tell…by Rhonda Lee Carver

Recently, I posted a question to my Rowdy Readers Street Team. “What do women think while they are performing felatio?”

The conversation turned so interesting I had to share (with their permission of course). Here’s what a few had to say…

“will he ever get off already”

“It depends on what “inning” we are in. 1st or bottom of the 9th.”

“Depending on my mood, sometimes I want to tease him and make it go on a long time and others I just want to get it done.”

“Ok, so I’m being encouraged to add my MALE opinion from the other side. First it’s been a little while for me, but it’s good to see that there’s still some enthusiasm out there for the craft. Coming from a male point of view, I think receiving “felatio” is obviously an amazing physical pleasure, but I think there is also an unbelievable emotional high associated with it… I mean, it’s gotta be physically exhausting for you ladies (just check out your comments), yet you still do it. And, for a guy, it really does make us appreciate the relationship more. I guarantee it”

“I’ve always been surprised at just how much goes into giving fellatio. I’m worrying about my muscles aching, not choking, (I once got sick and heaved during the act. ugh), whether I’m biting him, whether I’ve hit the “spot,” and how much he’s enjoying it as a whole. I don’t really enjoy doing it but as was pointed out, it’s for the relationship and because I love him.”

“I also think that it’s a skill that most women are afraid to do. We worry that we’ll hurt them or we think it’s gross. That said, once tried, it can end up in disaster like me choking and getting sick. Thank god Coach is an understanding man!”

“I was asked what I think of (during the -lingus) and I would say I think of two main things… 1) geometric shapes, i.e. figure 8’s, circles, counter clockwise, etc, and (2) watching to see what’s working and what’s not, because I believe in reciprocity…”

“I love to make it last as long as possible and tease and play with him to let him have the time of his life!! I hope this doesn’t make me look bad to anyone but for me it’s something that I enjoy doing so it’s never a bad thing.”

“Mine loves it when I squeeze his balls. He says it heightens the sensation. It’s hard to get right so start slowly. And I should clarify my stance, I don’t like the action of doing it but I do like doing it since it’s so pleasuring to him. There is a power trip there that’s too good to be missed girls. T**** is right, reciprocity is the key.”

“I feel like I’m giving away nuclear secrets but you don’t have to gag yourself. Use a lot of hand action (both in tandem together is even better) and just work with as much as you can without the gag reflex kicking in. The sensitive area is around the head anyway. The key thing is to just relax. Just trying to help.”

What are your thoughts on this?

Since felatio is the subject, here’s an unedited scene where Ruby and Jobe, Secret Pressure, are getting down…literally.

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His cock sprang upward, pointing at the ceiling. Her eyes were on him, caressing him without even touching his body. He responded with a groan, a bead of cum pearling at the slit of his head. She saw it too and she leaned forward, rolling the tip of her tongue over the cream then licked her lips. It was the sexiest thing he’d ever seen. But she didn’t stop there. She wrapped her slender fingers around his shaft, moving in perfect rhythm, pumping him. His breathing turned ragged as the crescendo built, passion igniting. She slid her mouth over him, until she couldn’t take anymore.

Her cheeks caved, eyes glossy, as she sucked on him. The sucking action of a woman who aimed to please.

Her lips were lovely. Warm, moist, with just the right amount of pressure. He rolled his hips, and she didn’t reject, in fact, she urged him by planting her hands on his ass. He increased the thrusts, digging his fingers in her hair and a deep moan vibrated the tip of his cock.

Swearing under his breath, he wanted to spurt in her mouth, but he wanted something else so much more.

He gently pushed her back, she released her hold on him and sank into the cushion, spreading her legs ever so slightly so that he got a wonderful view of the small triangle shape at the apex of her thighs.

He lowered to his knees, spreading her knees wider, enough for the size of his body. One corner of her mouth curved into a smile, full of mischief, full of promise. Partially resting against her, balancing on his knees, their naked bodies pressed together. He rubbed his cock against her, proving to her how much he wanted her. A whimper fell from her lips and it was almost his undoing. Everything about her, this, was so right and yet so wrong.

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Storms tweak creativity!

Spring is here. With the warm weather comes storms. I used to hide under the covers when a storm brewed, but over the last few years I’ve embraced the thunder, flashes of lightening, the torrential downpours, and the heavy winds. However, I don’t like the damages caused by bad weather. Last night we had a severe thunderstorm sweep through our area. It came through fast and furious, shaking the house and sending tree branches to the ground. The rain came down at a side angle and the animals scurried for cover. And what were we doing? Cooking dinner. The hubby was outside grilling and I was in the kitchen making sides. It took twice as long considering the electric flashed on and off a dozen times. Oh, and the kids were playing Monopoly. We have a basement and at any moment we could have slipped downstairs, but living where we do, we’ve gotten used to Mother Nature’s mood changes. This morning, everything is a bright green, flowers are blooming and a fresh rain scent lingers in the air. The sun is filtering through the clouds. Nothing is more motivating for me, which is perfect because I’m starting book 4 of Rhinestone Cowgirls, Secret Pressure. The relationship between Ruby and Jobe are as wild and crazy as last night’s storm…just as the rest of the Stone women and their cowboys.

Below is a picture from my office window. Isn’t it beautiful?

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