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FREE BOOK: Rhonda Lee Carver

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.

Have any horror stories with wax?

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

Here is an excerpt:

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?


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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Wicked has a facelift by Rhonda Lee Carver

Who loves a sexy shifter story? Raise your hand. Yes, I see you.

Wicked Pleasures, Book 1, and Wicked Lust, Book 2, the Wicked Wolves series has been given a facelift. They have a brand spankin’ new cover and they are hot, hot, HOT! But you can only read these books if you like raw, gritty, sexy, over-the-top heroines who like to spank and use ropes.


Blurb for WICKED PLEASURES: ONLY 99 cents!!!

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He’s her captor, but the passion he ignites within her is beyond anything she’s ever imagined…

When Bronte Sheridan is kidnapped and taken to an isolated house in the Colorado woods, she is determined to free herself from the wolf, Roark, who claims he is protecting her. As the story unfolds, Bronte is stunned to learn there is truth to his story. And even more shocked to discover the explosive sexual chemistry between them.

Roark needs Bronte for more than sex. She holds the key to saving his family. But what happens when she discovers the true nature of the evil spell that has loomed over the pack for a century? Human and wolf aren’t meant to mix, but the hot sex factor is off-the-charts. Can either of them walk away from the magnetism, and history, that draws them together? Can Bronte ever truly love a half-wolf?

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Lust drives the wolf.

From the moment Caleb walks into Fallon’s office, he is driven by wicked lust. He can’t keep his hands off of her, even if she is a human and he must protect her. She not only satisfies his deepest hunger, but together they realize there’s no limit to carnal pleasure.

Caleb has no interest in soul mating with a human, even if Fallon fulfills his sexual appetite. As fate delivers another plan, the connection grows stronger and puts his heart in danger.

Bound by lust and consumed by fire, where will this heated path lead them?

Excerpt from Wicked Pleasures:

“I’ll remove the mask,” he whispered and waited for a response, but nothing came.

He moved in and slowly lifted the cover from her head as if he opened the door to a panther’s cage. A large mass of black curls rolled onto her shoulders and down her back. Her face lowered and the hair blanketed her features.  His fingers itched to touch the length and he started to reach to satisfy his need but caught himself. He moaned deep in his throat as he forced the desire away and replaced it with anger, which numbed any other feeling.  He’d gotten used to putting up walls of fury.

Frustration spiraled through him like barbed wire.  “Lift your head, woman.”

Nothing. He didn’t have the time for this. He grabbed her chin and lifted.

She clamped her teeth down on his thumb and he jerked his arm back, causing her to release her grip. He looked down at the teeth marks and the blood oozing from his skin. “Good try, but I’ve been bitten harder by a flea.” He laughed. At least he’d gotten a reaction from her.

Caught up in the moment, he hadn’t expected her next move. She brought her knee up and planted it into his crotch. Humor fled as he fell to his knees, a sickening pain flooded him and bile rose into his throat. He coughed and sputtered as his vision blurred. “Why does every woman have to go for the balls?” he said through tight lips. He heard rustling and looked up as the woman darted from the chair.  “Fuck!”

Pushing past the throbbing ache between his legs, he reached out and grabbed her ankle, sending her falling face first onto the thick rug. While he had her foot trapped in his grasp, she brought the other up and kicked him hard on the chin. He heard something snap in his jaw but it was nothing compared to the misery he felt in his balls.

Grabbing the other leg, he held her as she squirmed like a fish on land.  “We can do this all night,” he said. “Do you really believe you can get away?”

“Let me go!” She continued to struggle against his grip.

Shaking his head, he waited until she finally quit moving, and then loosened his grip on both of her legs. “One thing I know, as feisty as you are, I’m much stronger, but I don’t want to hurt you.”

“Leave me alone!” Her scream resonated off the walls and pounded through his skull. She jerked and whipped around, attempting to free herself from him again. Her fist came up and connected with his nose and he squinted. He felt wetness and wiped his face across his shoulder, seeing a trace of crimson.

“That’s enough blood for one night!” He crawled on top of her, pinning her under his two- hundred-twenty pound frame, securing her wrists high above her head while his body constricted her movement. She still thrashed underneath him although it was unproductive. “Give up,” he whispered next to her ear.

“Screw you.” Her lips trembled.

He stared down at her, the pain in his groin forgotten as the warmth of their bodies pressed together stirred other sensations. His sore cock twitched and attempted to rise. He almost found it embarrassing that she had that much control over his nether region.

With each rapid breath she took, her firm breasts pushed against his chest, sending waves of longing through him. Her long hair was scattered across the floor and tendrils rested on her face. He blew the wisps away. He wouldn’t have been more stunned if someone had punched him in the stomach. Her eyes…they were an amazing deep green, just as he’d dreamt night after night. They reminded him of cat eyes, two glimmering mirrors that could see through a person and into their soul.

Taking a deep breath, he refused to let her shake him—not in his heart, his mind, or anywhere else. He had a slip up in his barrier, but he’d make sure he kept his walls up.

“Who are you and what do you want with me?”  Her voice was low and hoarse, her eyes narrowed.

Once he was certain that his voice worked, he said, “You should know, but your memory fails you.”

Confusion took the place of annoyance in her expression. “I’ve never met you. Tell me why I’m here? Why did those men bring me?” she said in between filling her lungs with air.

Bitter veracity rose in his chest.  “How sweet it must be to live each day without knowledge of the pain you’ve caused. And yet, I’m responsible for watching over you.”

“I have no clue what you’re saying. You must have the wrong person. Now let me go!” Mist appeared in her eyes.

“Not only do I have the right person, but it’s time for you to correct what you wronged.”

“You’re insane. You are out of touch with reality.” Her lips clenched.

“Insanity would be a welcome break from this life of torment,” he said.

“Do you want money? I don’t have a lot,” she said.

“Money is useless to me. You will give me a child.”

Her eyes widened and her mouth parted. “Are you crazy? You’d better let me go. My fiancé will have the entire city looking for me.” Her words came out in spurts. “If you don’t let me go, you’re going to regret it. I promise you.”






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Get ’em hot. Make ’em come!

As I finished up book 3 of Rhinestone Cowgirls, PRESSURE POINT, I realized my hero, Nash was a sensitive man. I remembered reading once, I do believe from another author, that a hero shouldn’t be sensitive. Shouldn’t have deep, emotional talks with his friends and family. Shouldn’t let the heroine have too much control. But for me, I like creating heroes who aren’t afraid to show his emotional side. Now, this isn’t to say that Nash doesn’t have balls, because he has a huge pair, of course. The heroine, Emerald “Em” isn’t sensitive. She’s a bit closed off. Aloof. She’s never met a man who can handle her, until Nash. And then, woo-whee, do things hit the fan. I hope you’ll love how these two collide and set off fireworks.

PRESSURE POINT is releasing April 30. It is now available at Amazon for pre-order.

I’m attaching an unedited excerpt. Hope you like!



Emerald ‘Em’ Stone wakes up in bed, but not the one she expected.

Lying next to her is a naked cowboy and she isn’t sure how he got there. Slipping back into her wrinkled bridesmaid dress, she starts her plan into action. She has somewhere to be and no time for a cowboy, even if he is wickedly sexy from head to toe.

Nash Walters is wearing only his hat and a five o’clock shadow when a disgruntled Em takes him hostage. She plans to steal a horse and he becomes her unwilling, and very naked, accomplice. The blanket he finds buried in the truck fits him like a skirt, but at least his jewels are covered.

He knew from the start the youngest Stone sister was nothin’ but trouble, and he has time to think it over when she lands him in jail. He isn’t sure if he wants to spread Em over his knee and spank her or kiss the hell out of her. She is the most infuriating woman he’s ever come across, and yet he can’t get enough.

Em is perfectly naughty and strong-willed, and has no plans of changing. She swore off men and relationships, simply because no man is capable of handling her—until Nash. He has life by the balls and he’s aiming to settle down, start a family, and when he sets his sights on Em, she isn’t sure if she should run far away or into his wide, accepting arms.

Can Nash tame the beautiful Stone sister? Or will she bring him to his knees?


They took the stairs together, Em holding his hand and guiding him. Her body heated and her head spun. A heated throb pounded her inner thighs and she needed Nash’s touch.

She looked at him, he smiled and her heart skipped a beat. How had she gotten here? On her way to the cabin not once had she thought she’d end up with these sweltering sensations rushing through her, filled with a desire to set the sheets on fire. Her attention focused on the intense sensation in the apex of her thighs. She couldn’t remember being so wet, so ready to take things to the next level.

They stepped onto the second floor and she led him down the small hallway and to the door of her bedroom.

None of the men compared to Nash and the feelings he erupted within her.

Now, upstairs in her bedroom, she stared at her bed. She’d never shared this room with a man.

She turned and laid her hands on Nash’s chest. He smiled, an expression that promised euphoria and bliss. She could only imagine where this man could take her…The possibilities were endless. This excited her.

Guilt had no place here. She had no reason to feel anything but elation. Nash wanted her, she wanted him. They could spend the weekend together and walk back into their lives come Sunday.

He wanted things she couldn’t give. He knew that, and he still wanted her—this.

And tonight, she wanted her sheets to be on fire. She pushed aside the doubt.

He lifted her chin, their gazes meeting. “You okay, darlin’?”

“I’m caught up in all of this–you,” she mumbled.

He chuckled deep from within his chest. “I know the feeling.”

When had any other man looked at her with such desire? Never. His hunger etched lines in his face and she swore she could hear his heart beating. She didn’t care about anything outside of these four walls. She wanted him, like she’d never wanted anything in her entire life.

She lifted a hand and touched his warm cheek, the pricks of his beard rasped her fingers, flooding her body with yearning, imagining what the scruff would feel like on her sensitive body.

The muscles in his neck tightened and she exhaled. She dropped her palm to his chest, sliding a finger along the top button of his shirt, opening it, smoothing the pad of her finger on his smooth, tanned chest. He moaned.

Because he was so tall, she had to stand on her tiptoes to wrap her arms around his neck. She did, and pressed her body against his iron-hard length. The bulge in his zipper pushed against her stomach, where a pool of lust puddled.

“Will you still respect me in the morning” It was meant as a joke but came out as a whimpered request.

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Thought I would share a little funny story from last xmas today.

So last year after all our shopping had been done, and I went over budget, my husband made another huge purchase. He bought a beer machine…I kid you not. I wasn’t at all amused because he normally thinks this shite through, but this time, Oooooh no. He just had to have it.

The hubster felt sooo bad that he gave me free reign to make a personal purchase if I wanted to. I shrugged and said okay, not really sure if there was anything I needed. Then I got thinking the man hadn’t been shocked in a while so I did make a purchase. When he asked what I bought, I simply said he’d have to wait until the package came in.

So you can imagine to his horror when I opened up the package he just about fell over. Can I just say how much fun it was to watch the myriad of emotions splashing across his face.

Can you guess what I bought?

What’s the kinkiest thing you’ve purchased for Christmas?

The first person to guess correctly will win a $10 Amazon eGift Certificate.

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Sexy Items for that Growling Tummy

I pondered long and hard over what I was going to do for my first blog post on 69 Shades of Smut. Could I come up with something smutty enough? Sexy enough? While I was shopping on Amazon I had an epiphany.


Seeing November is food month I figured we could all use a review of edible sexy stuff. And, no I’m not even going to mention edible underwear.


How many of you shop on Amazon and make sure to select the Super Saver Free Shipping items? Yep, I do too, even when shopping for sex toys and other fun stuff. So, every item listed here is a Super Saver Free Shipping item!

Classic Erotica Happy Penis Cream (Cherry Sucker flavored). I have to admit I haven’t tried this particular item, but there are eleven reviews, all but one are 3 stars or higher. It’s description: formulated to create a warming, tingling effect as your penis gets massaged, Happy Penis Cream is perfect for bed, bath or shower and is deliciously edible! Get ready for an exceptional sensory experience!


Making Love Vanilla Oil is from a long line of edible massage oils. It has high ratings for both its flavor and its massage attributes. The description: Enjoy the sensual fragrance of vanilla during your next erotic massage. Making Love’s vanilla massage oil is the ultimate way to turn a regular body rub into a sensual, edible treat. Rub it on your partner’s body and let them rub it all over you – take turns rubbing it on and licking it off. Yummy!


Doc Johnson has some fantastic products, but one of my favorites is the Nipple and Clit Stimulating Gel. Strawberry isn’t usually my favorite flavor in anything, but seeing I don’t do much of the tasting, I’m good with it. Here’s the product description: Doc Johnson’s orgasmic little secret will awaken nipples and clits everywhere! The fresh strawberry scent will delight your senses and the delicious taste will leave you wanting more! Increase sensitivity and add tingle to your nipples and clitoris with one little dab. Water based and lightweight, Nipple and Clit Stimulating Gel is silky smooth and will never leave you feeling sticky. Get naughty anywhere as our clear stimulating gel won’t stain your clothes or your sheets. Pre-apply even before the party starts for that added surprise when licked off later. The bottle is small and discreet and has an easy flip top lid for one handed opening. A must have for every woman’s bedroom collection!


Okay, so I know that’s only three items, but there were many that showed up on the search. If you’re looking for something yummy and fun, take a stop on Amazon.


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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

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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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WTF Question of the Day

Benjamin T. Russell

Hello Fellow Smut Lovers, I’m Benjamin Russell – Author & Provocateur and I’m your host today at 69 Shades of Smut. I want to thank you for stopping by and visiting our Blog. I’ve gotta a feeling – that today is gonna be a good, good day, so let us rejoice and be glad in it. By the way, if you haven’t already done so, you can LIKE me on Facebook by clicking in the embedded link in my name.

Today I was supposed to do an interview with one of the characters from my book, but my muse Jezebel, decided she wanted to do something else. Jez and I have this very interesting relationship, when she speaks – I actually listen. You can learn more about Jezebel by clicking on the embedded link in her name. Anyway, we decided to flip the planned script for today and post a WTF Question of The Day. Have you ever had one of those WTF moments, when you just couldn’t come up with a suitable answer to an annoying question?

Well I need feedback from you our Smutty friends; to help me answer today’s WTF Question of The Day – Would you actually take back someone from your past, a former lover, significant other, whatever?

Yes, undoubtedly this happens multiple times a day, maybe even hundreds of times a day, all around the world, 365 days/year, but should it?

For real, is this true, do we all have that one person in our past – who we’d take back in a second, no matter how bad they hurt us? Oh My God – could that be true for me too? WTF – maybe?

Ok, I saw this picture/quote making the rounds on FaceBook and damn – it jumped up and smacked me in the head. I left a comment on the page of the person who shared it, but then it occurred to Jezebel and I that it might be a good blog topic. So, I’m going to throw some thoughts and/or opinions up in the air on this subject and then I invite you to shoot holes in anything I’ve said and/or just answer the question for yourself.

Well, I’ve always believed that Ex’s are Ex’s for a reason. That’s why my initial reaction to the WTF question was hell no. However, after a long talk with Jezebel and two bottles of Moscato, I’ve concluded that there ‘might’ be one someone I’d consider taking back – Suzana.

OMG, I was so crazy about Suzana I would have drank her bath water. Yep, that’s how smitten I was with her. I ‘thought’ she was my long lost Imzadi – The One. Notice the emphasis on the word ‘thought’.

Suzana and I had such great chemistry; we just clicked – in and out of bed. In bed we rocked, out of bed we rolled – it was the closest thing to heaven on Earth I could ever imagine.  So, what happened to this match made in Heaven?  Crap, that’s a damn good question and after all this time, I’m still not sure I have an answer. A dear friend told me recently that I’m multi layered, hard to love and easy to love all at the same time. I think she was trying to say I have issues. Jezebel, stop laughing.

Bottom-line, it didn’t work out for Suzana and I – she left me. She broke my heart into teeny-tiny pieces and she never looked back. She said it was too painful for her to stay in contact with me – she loved me too much. WTF? She stopped returning my calls, my emails, my texts and she even sent back the birthday card I mailed her. WTF? She cut off all communications with me as if I was a leper. *Sighs* – It hurt like hell.

However, what if the Universe gave Suzana and I a second chance; would I do it – would I take her back? WTF, I don’t know?

Well actually, I do know the answer, but I want to hear what you have to say. What would you do? How would you answer the WTF Question if The Universe gave you a second chance with someone from your past?

Ok Smut Lovers – please leave your comments and help me answer the WTF Question.

Oh, I almost forgot to promo my book. I have a book out that I co-authored with the lovely Sherry Palmer, a.k.a. Michelle Chatton. You can click on the embedded link in Sherry’s name to check out her blog.

The name of our book is – The Booty Call. The following is the book’s blurb and the buy link on Amazon –

So what is a strong-willed, Bi-BBW supposed to do when she decides she wants to have a MMF ménage to celebrate her birthday? She makes a Booty Call to her bi-sexual male co-worker and her hot Dom ex-lover. Victoria Carter has finally broken free from a destructive relationship, now she wants to explore her sensuality and her sexuality to the fullest. Ready to meet the world head on, this is just the beginning of her sexual adventures.


Ok Smut Lovers, thanks again for stopping by and As Always, We Thank You for Your Support.  Please be sure to LIKE our 69 Shades of Smut Fan page on FaceBook. Just click on the embedded link in the name 69 Shades of Smut

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