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Playing for Real by Natasha Moore

Paolo Mancini is one of my favorite heroes. I mean, who doesn’t love a charming guy with a sexy Italian accent? Paolo is a dominant who craves a “real” D/s relationship, not only one that happen in sex clubs like his Playhouse. How can he help the new woman in his life to push out of her comfort zone without pushing her away for good? It was fun to write a vulnerable, dominant guy. I think so often we think of those strong, alphas as confident and all-in-the-know, when they’re not as in control of their emotions as they would like.

Playing for Real is book #5 in the Paolo’s Playhouse series. I’ll share an excerpt with you.

Blurb:
Paolo Mancini’s needs are simple: a committed relationship with a submissive who will let him love and care for her. But after a long, heartbreaking string of relationship failures, he’s beginning to think the perfect woman for him simply doesn’t exist.

When Julianne Barnes steps into his playhouse for one night of bondage sex, she blows him away with her beauty, sass and bravery. She could be the one…if she will allow him to show her how to weave bondage and submission into her life. And hopefully, into his.

Julianne keeps her craving for soft ropes, dark blindfolds, and strong fingers apart from “real life”, where this successful businesswoman doesn’t need anyone telling her what to do. Yet Paolo’s lyrical, steel-under-silk voice affects her body in ways that make her want to offer up her soul.

Slowly, delicately, Paolo tantalizes her closer to the idea that fantasy and reality can live as one. But to convince her it’s safe to open the last compartment protecting her emotions, he’ll have to expose his greatest vulnerability. His heart.

Warning: Features a petulant sub looking to live out her fantasies and a sexy Dom looking for love of the forever kind. Contains an intense sex-with-a-stranger fantasy, ropes, chains and a spanking. Or two. Or more.

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Excerpt:
Paolo knew his aftercare. He gathered Julianne in his arms and held her for a while to give her a chance to catch her breath and come down. In all honesty, he needed some time for his racing heartbeat to get back to normal as well. Her silky hair brushed his face when she buried her face in the crook of his neck. The sweet scent of her desire surrounded him, invaded his senses and kicked up his own arousal. As she snuggled against him, her bottom was a tempting weight on his groin.

Eventually, he groaned and eased her off his lap. Then he got up and brought her back a cup of water. He worked hard to stay outwardly calm and strong as a Dom should, but inside he was shaking. He needed some time alone to replay what had happened, but he couldn’t do it until he brought her back to her place safely.

“I will help you dress.”

She looked up at him, her gaze still a little glassy, but he knew she was rapidly recovering from her dive into sub space. “What?”

Instead of answering, he crossed the room, picked up her clothes and shoes and brought them over to her. “Let me help you.”

She gripped the white cup on her hands. “I don’t understand. We’re done?”

The man in him wanted to gather her in his arms and keep her there all night long. The dominant knew better. “Yes,” he said, keeping his voice low, steady. “We are done for tonight.”

Julianne set the cup down on the floor by her feet. “But what about you?”

He sat down on the cushion beside her. “Julianne, every session will not include sexual intercourse. Tonight I wanted you to get used to the feel of the chains and my hands on your body. And to allow me to learn your responses and your needs.”

“Well, I need to take care of this for you.” She placed her hand over his rock hard erection. “We don’t have to fuck. I can…”

He grasped her wrist, wrapped his fingers tightly around it, stopping her before he actually gave in to temptation and let her fall to her knees and take care of his aching need. “I am in charge here, or have you forgotten?”

“No, sir.”

He felt a small burst of pride at the way she lowered her eyes and let her fingers go limp. Paolo lifted her hand to his lips and kissed her fingertips. “Thank you for your desire to obey me, even when you may not understand why. That pleases me more than you know.”

He could tell she was uneasy. His biggest struggle was going to be to train her to submit without thinking it to death. To obey without hesitation. To respond without worrying why.

The ironic part was that she had been getting there tonight. Losing that control she so desperately wanted to cling to with both hands.

But he’d lost control too. Forgot all about what he was supposed to be teaching her. Forgot about everything but the softness of her skin and the sound of her sighs. He thought of nothing but the sweet way she responded to his touch, the possessiveness that crawled inside him. The primitive instinct to claim her as his.

Nothing else had mattered.

Playing for Real is available now. And if you want to catch up on the first 4 stories (all stories are stand-alone):
Flaunt It #1
Risk It #2
Birthday Girl #3
Plaything #4

Natasha
www.natashamoore.com

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After You Watch the 50 Shades Movie…

If you want to indulge in some more stories of sexy emotion with a bit of kink, you can’t go wrong checking out books from the 69 Shades authors! Here are a few of mine that you might want to try.

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Mine.
Brendan grabbed her wrist with a hand that trembled slightly. He thought he’d done well not going totally crazy while he listened to her talk to her ex-boyfriend. Or maybe he wasn’t really an ex.
Like hell.
Brendan tugged her out of her chair and she stumbled as she came toward him, her soft body bumping against his.
Mine.
Ashley might not want a future with him, but she was his right now. His to command. His to touch. “Let’s go. You’re here to work, remember?” He pulled her across the living room and into the studio, then slammed the door behind them. Ashley stopped in the middle of the floor and turned around to look at him. He recognized arousal mixed with the confusion on her face.
“Brendan…”
“No talking,” he snapped. “We’re working now.” The last thing he needed was to hear about Stuart. Why was she considering going back to him? Did those kisses last night mean nothing to her? Time to wipe that jerk out of her mind.
“Strip.” He leaned back against the table and hoped he looked more indifferent than he felt as he watched her. She stared at him for a moment, then licked her lips before she slowly stripped off her T-shirt and revealed her amazing breasts. God, they were gorgeous, full and firm, nipples tight and dark. His fingers curled so tightly into his palms they hurt. She bent over to pull her jeans off, revealing those long, shapely legs and plain white panties. He stared at her until she removed the panties too.
Brendan let her stand there after she was completely naked, looking a little uncomfortable, more than a little aroused. Good. He didn’t say a word as he contemplated today’s session.
Bondage.
His body hardened as he planned binding Ashley the way he’d always liked to. It had been way too long. No fanciful red ribbons today. No pop beads that could come apart with the slightest pressure. She wasn’t going to be able get away from him this time.
He strode to the storage closet in the corner. In his New York studio, he had more props, a brass bed and hooks and other gear. But there was plenty he could do with the supplies he had here.
Brendan grabbed a couple lengths of rope off a hook on the wall and turned to Ashley. He braced himself against the burst of emotions he could no longer ignore. The previous shoots had been foreplay. They’d all been leading up to this.
“Remember this rope?” He ran the coil along her arm and saw her shiver. “Soft. Black. It was your favorite. Or have you forgotten?”
“I haven’t forgotten,” she whispered, her eyes focused on the coil of rope looped in his hand.
“Good. Put your hands behind your back.”

You can check out Silken Canvas here.

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Julianne stripped and knelt by the door of a different playroom than the one Paolo had brought her to before. While she took her clothes off, she couldn’t help but notice the large four-poster bed in the center of the room. The heavy rings attached to the posts. Her gaze now lowered to the floor, she heard Paolo open and close drawers, move around the room. The floor grew harder beneath her knees. Nervous anticipation made it difficult for her to be calm and prepare for their session.
She’d been foolish enough to Google “sensory play” when she got back to her apartment. It probably would have been better for her not to know what to expect. Hot. Cold. Hard. Soft. Pain. Pleasure. She had to believe there would be pleasure, otherwise she didn’t know if she could handle the idea of the rest.
“Deep breaths, Julianne,” Paolo called out, his voice sharp. She heard his sigh before his voice softened, smoothed into a seductive tone. “Remember, this is not the time to worry or think too much. This is the time to prepare to give yourself over to me.”
Julianne swallowed. Worry did push everything else out of her head. She’d forgotten his previous instruction about breathing. She closed her eyes and took long, deep breaths. Smooth jazz she hadn’t noticed before soothed her nerves further. What would be would be. When would she remember there was comfort in knowing that?
“Look at me, cara.”
She opened her eyes and lifted her gaze. Swept it up his black trousers to see that he’d taken his shirt off. Her mouth watered with the desire to taste his smooth olive skin but she kept her lips together. Her fingers itched with the yearning to run over his sculpted abs, but she didn’t move her hands from where they rested on her thighs.
Then she focused on the blindfold in his hand.
“What is your safe word?”
She swallowed. “Chardonnay.”
“You understand you only have to say your safe word and all play stops. You have that control. You understand this?”
“Yes.”
“Good.” He circled behind her. “We have five senses. Sight is the one we use most often. The one we rely on above all others. I will be taking that sense away from you tonight so that you may more fully experience the rest. Scent. Touch. Taste. Sound. This is what we will focus on tonight.”
She nodded. She’d expected that. She already knew the comfort of the blindfold. She could relax into the darkness. Submitting was much harder in the light.
The blindfold was heavy leather but was lined with something soft against her skin. The darkness was complete. There was no quick burst of panic this time. Only a sigh of relief. He could do whatever he wanted to her now.
“Come.” He helped her to her feet and led her over to the bed. “Climb up and lie on your back.” As soon as she had, he quickly tied her spread-eagle on the mattress. His motions were efficient, not rough, but there were no extra strokes or arousing touches. No seductive words to soothe her. She heard him walk away.
Paolo had spoken often of the role anticipation played in their sessions. Was his body heating up as he thought about what would happen this evening? Did his cock tingle and swell as her sex did? Julianne’s heart raced and she couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her lips.
She hated the waiting. And he knew it.

You can check out Playing for Real here.

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“Gabriella,” he murmured and captured her lips with his.
Soft and gentle at first, he brushed his lips against hers, teasing her with his taste, so intoxicating, so familiar. Gaby parted her lips for him, aching for his tongue to plunge into her mouth. But he didn’t do that right away. He swept his tongue along her lips, wetting them, making them slick. Making her yearn to drink him in.
Her body itched with restless need. She didn’t want sweet and gentle. She didn’t want anything close to emotional. She needed hard and hot and physical. And she needed it now.
Maybe he was psychic too, for just as she was about to reach up and pull him closer, he slid his hands down her arms and pinned her wrists to her sides, still sweeping his tongue back and forth across her lips.
Then he began to nibble.
First he nipped at her bottom lip, hard enough that she wondered if he drew blood. Then he ran his mouth along her jaw line, sucking and nipping until he reached the tender skin of her neck. She shivered with delight.
“You’re so delicious,” he murmured. “A rare treat for my taste buds.”
Gaby laughed out loud. “You’re so full of shit.”
Alex shook his head slowly. “Gabriella, we have to talk about that mouth of yours.”
“You like my mouth,” she said and ran her lips along his throat. “You love my mouth. The way it tastes. The things it does.”
He released her wrists then and grasped her shoulders, pulling her tight against him. His hard cock pressed into her stomach and a thrill of arousal ran through her. This time, when he took her mouth, he was no longer gentle, but the bruising kiss was just what she needed. He plunged his tongue inside and she had what she wanted at last. Her senses whirled as he circled the interior of her mouth, stroking the recesses, coaxing another groan from deep within her.
He ran his hands beneath her hair and brushed his fingers along her neck, drawing them along her throat, sending sparks of sensation shooting along her skin. She pressed her hips harder against him, the desire whirling stronger. The need building, concentrating between her legs. She clenched her bare pussy as tingles of arousal prickled the sensitive flesh.
Alex moaned and cupped her shoulders, sliding his thumbs beneath the neckline of her dress. She was certain he was going to pull the dress down as he had in the limo. Her skin was so heated, her breasts so swollen, her pussy so wet, she silently urged him to get the damn dress off her.
But he didn’t.
Instead he slowly slipped his fingers from under her dress and lifted his lips from hers. He swallowed and stared at her, his dark eyes unreadable. “I forgot. You didn’t want to have sex again.” He scooped her wineglass off the table with one graceful move. “How’s the Chardonnay? Shall I refill your glass?”

You can check out Bound to Surrender here.

Have you been looking forward to the 50 Shades movie? Are you watching it as part of your Valentine’s Day? Whether you are or not, the sexy 69 Shades books are here for you when you want another dose of sexy heroes and erotic romance!

Natasha
www.natashamoore.com

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Acting Out a Fantasy

We all have our sexual fantasies. We may not seek out a place like Paolo’s Playhouse to act them out, but we may close our eyes and imagine… In Playing for Real, Paolo arranges for Julianne to experience one of her fantasies for real.

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Paolo dropped a kiss onto one of her bare shoulders. His lips brushed her ear. “Do you trust me, Julianne?”

“Yes, sir.”

“That makes me very happy.” He ran his hands along her arms, stretching them out over her head and crossing her wrists. He quickly tied off the ropes and she rested her head, that familiar calm already starting to flow over her.

Paolo moved to the end of the bed and positioned her so that her legs were wide spread, her knees on the edge of the mattress. Her feet hung off the end. So did her ass. He started stroking her bottom and she braced herself for another spanking.

Instead, she should have braced for his words.

“I have invited another man here tonight. He will be here soon.”

She thought she must have heard him wrong. “What?” She struggled to move, but he held her hips and she could only raise her head to look at him, but of course with the blindfold on it was useless.

“You heard me.” He dipped his fingers between her thighs and she quivered. “A stranger will be fucking you tonight.”

“But…but you said no other men.” That had been a hard limit for both of them. Fidelity.

He took his hands off her ass, rounded the bed and leaned over until she felt his breath on her cheek. He stroked her hair, guiding her head back to the mattress to lie between her outstretched arms. “This is different. This is not cheating. I have invited him here.”

“No,” she croaked, her heart beating a rapid tattoo.

“Yes,” he whispered, his lips brushing her ear, his thumb brushing the curve of her breast. “He will be here in a few minutes.”

“But…but…”

“You gave your consent, remember? For me to do whatever I want.” He tweaked her nipple. “And I want to watch you being fucked by another man.”

“No!” She swallowed. “No, you can’t do that.” But as her heart thudded, her body trembled and her sex tingled.

“I can,” he said, his voice low and dark. “Unless you want to use your safe word?”

She gasped. Was this a fantasy or real? This was role playing, right? He’d be playing the role of a stranger, wouldn’t he? Surely he wasn’t really bringing in another man. A chill ran over her skin. But wasn’t that one of the things that brought her here to the Playhouse to begin with? Sex with a stranger? He knew that was one of her fantasies. He’d played it out with her the first time.

“But…but…” She couldn’t think. Couldn’t find the words.

“You know why, don’t you?” He nibbled on her ear while he waited for her to make her decision. “You know why I am letting another man put his hands on you.” He pressed his hand on her back, dragged it down her body until his palm rested between her legs. “I know you have stranger fantasies. You have dreamed of being possessed by a stranger. Have you not?”

She swallowed. Nodded. Still couldn’t say a word.

“But that is not why I have arranged this,” he whispered. He gripped her sex. “It is because this is my body to do with however I want. Yes?”

She nodded again, whimpered. Her pussy clenched beneath his hand.

He slid a finger, maybe two inside, slipping easily into her wet core. “This body is mine to lend to anyone I want to. It is mine to give away if I so desire.”

Julianne moaned. The thought that he would share her with another man shouldn’t have her sex gushing. Still, she didn’t really believe he would do it.

“We do not have much time, Julianne.” He pressed the tip of his finger against her G-spot and she shuddered. “Do you want to use your safe word?”

She closed her eyes beneath the blindfold. He’d asked her to trust him and she did. She shook her head.

“Good. He would have been so disappointed.” Paolo dropped a kiss to her lips, then got off the bed. “He has seen you often. He thinks you are beautiful. He has wanted to touch your soft skin for weeks.”

Julianne shivered. She didn’t know what to think. What to believe.

“Maybe you have seen him before. Maybe you will see him again after tonight. In a store. A restaurant. Walking down the street. Maybe he will hire you to decorate his home or his business. You will never know who he is. But he will know. He will know what your naked body looks like. He will know what it feels like to bury himself deep in your tight heat.”

She groaned, shifted a little on the mattress. Her legs were already tired from holding their position.

“Do not worry. I will not leave you alone with him. Remember, I want to watch. I will even tell him what to do to you.”

Playing for Real is book #5 in the Paolo’s Playhouse series, but can be read as a standalone. It’s available now!

Natasha
www.natashamoore.com

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Valentine’s Day Giveaway!

Happy Valentine’s Day!

Playing for Real released on Feb 4th! Even though it is book #5 in the Paolo’s Playhouse series, it can be read as a standalone. I love this story. Love the characters. Love the beautiful cover.

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It received an awesome review from Harlequin Junkie which says in part:

“Playing for Real (Paolo’s Playhouse) by Natasha Moore is a real scorcher. It is a tastefully done BDSM romance with an engaging plot, interesting characters and an adult playhouse where sexual fantasies come true…Wow, this is an unbelievably hot and erotic book. Ms. Moore’s voice is enticing and smooth, which kept me engaged during a couple of harsher BDSM scenes that would normally turn me off. I found the cover to be extremely inviting, due to the color variations. If you enjoy erotic romance combined with BDSM, look no further than Playing for Real.”

Excerpt:

Julianne stripped and knelt by the door of a different playroom than the one Paolo had brought her to before. While she took her clothes off, she couldn’t help but notice the large four-poster bed in the center of the room. The heavy rings attached to the posts. Her gaze now lowered to the floor, she heard Paolo open and close drawers, move around the room. The floor grew harder beneath her knees. Nervous anticipation made it difficult for her to be calm and prepare for their session.

She’d been foolish enough to Google “sensory play” when she got back to her apartment. It probably would have been better for her not to know what to expect. Hot. Cold. Hard. Soft. Pain. Pleasure. She had to believe there would be pleasure, otherwise she didn’t know if she could handle the idea of the rest.

“Deep breaths, Julianne,” Paolo called out, his voice sharp. She heard his sigh before his voice softened, smoothed into a seductive tone. “Remember, this is not the time to worry or think too much. This is the time to prepare to give yourself over to me.”
Julianne swallowed. Worry did push everything else out of her head. She’d forgotten his previous instruction about breathing. She closed her eyes and took long, deep breaths. Smooth jazz she hadn’t noticed before soothed her nerves further. What would be would be. When would she remember there was comfort in knowing that?

“Look at me, cara.”

She opened her eyes and lifted her gaze. Swept it up his black trousers to see that he’d taken his shirt off. Her mouth watered with the desire to taste his smooth olive skin but she kept her lips together. Her fingers itched with the yearning to run over his sculpted abs, but she didn’t move her hands from where they rested on her thighs.

Then she focused on the blindfold in his hand.

“What is your safe word?”

She swallowed. “Chardonnay.”

“You understand you only have to say your safe word and all play stops. You have that control. You understand this?”

“Yes.”

“Good.” He circled behind her. “We have five senses. Sight is the one we use most often. The one we rely on above all others. I will be taking that sense away from you tonight so that you may more fully experience the rest. Scent. Touch. Taste. Sound. This is what we will focus on tonight.”

She nodded. She’d expected that. She already knew the comfort of the blindfold. She could relax into the darkness. Submitting was much harder in the light.

The blindfold was heavy leather but was lined with something soft against her skin. The darkness was complete. There was no quick burst of panic this time. Only a sigh of relief. He could do whatever he wanted to her now.

“Come.” He helped her to her feet and led her over to the bed. “Climb up and lie on your back.” As soon as she had, he quickly tied her spread-eagle on the mattress. His motions were efficient, not rough, but there were no extra strokes or arousing touches. No seductive words to soothe her. She heard him walk away.

Paolo had spoken often of the role anticipation played in their sessions. Was his body heating up as he thought about what would happen this evening? Did his cock tingle and swell as her sex did? Julianne’s heart raced and she couldn’t stop the moan that escaped her lips.

She hated the waiting. And he knew it.

As a little Valentine’s Day treat, I will give away one ebook of Playing for Real to one lucky commenter. Just leave a comment telling me your favorite Valentines’ Day treat (and be sure to leave your e-mail address so I can contact you!)

Natasha
Playing for Real – available now
Her Royal Bodyguard – available now
Her Royal Masquerade – available now
Her Royal Mistake – coming Spring 2014
The Cottage Next Door – coming Sept 2014
www.natashamoore.com

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1 Week Until Playing For Real

PlayingForReal-R-1Playing for Real, the final book in the Paolo’s Playhouse series, will be released next Tuesday, February 4th. For all fans of the series, this book will follow Paolo and Julianne’s relationship after they met in Plaything, book #4.

I loved writing Paolo, he is a caring Dom who is looking for a submissive with whom he can build a life. But while he thinks Julianne is perfect for him, she tries to keep her time with Paolo separate from the rest of her life. The story is emotional as well as hot. Really hot.

Excerpt:

He used to play with Holly like this. She’d loved sensory play. At least, she said she did. Now he wondered if he could believe anything she’d ever said to him. Night after night in their small apartment off campus, they’d played. How could she have made a bid for more attention at the same time she said he smothered her?

Paolo bounced the long red ice pop lightly on Julianne’s nipple. She squirmed, her lips parted, soft breathy moans filled the air. It was a Dom’s job to know how hard to push his sub. How far to go. There was a fine line between challenging a sub and overwhelming her. Perhaps he had been too young to realize the difference when he had been with Holly.

He had to trust that he knew the difference now.

Paolo set down the popsicle and picked up a candle. He tested the temperature with a small drop on his wrist before he tipped the candle and let the melted wax fall onto the breast he’d just been cooling with the sweet ice.

Julianne hissed. Her body writhed in a graceful arch. She pulled against her restraints before settling back down onto the mattress.

“Does that hurt too much, cara?”

“Yes! No… Yes… More?”

He chuckled softly. “I love to watch you. This body you have given to me is so responsive. I am learning as much as you are as we play with the senses tonight.” He bent over to kiss her flat stomach, then dropped some hot wax into the indentation of her navel.

“Oh…” she moaned. Her body danced against the ropes and he didn’t think he’d ever seen anything so lovely.

He picked up the popsicle again, focused now on the space between her wide spread legs. He rolled it over her smooth mound. As the ice melted, cold sticky sweetness flowed over her tempting pussy. “Don’t squirm.”

“Easy for you to say,” she muttered, but she held still as the icy treat chilled her skin and the cold liquid trickled through her folds.

Pride at her compliance settled in his chest, along with something sharper, something sweeter. Something too soon to name. His cock throbbed against his fly. His heart thundered in his chest. Perhaps he was the one being overwhelmed tonight. Paolo caught her lips in a crushing kiss before he reached for another candle.

Playing for Real releases Feb 4th but it is available for pre-order right now.

Natasha
Voluptuous – available now
Her Royal Masquerade – available now
Her Royal Bodyguard – available now
Playing for Real – coming Feb 4, 2014
http://www.natashamoore.com

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Looking Forward

To 2014 of course!

2013 was a year of change for me. Not only did I leave my day job and start writing full-time, but in addition to writing for Ellora’s Cave and Samhain, I decided to indie publish as well and Her Royal Masquerade is doing very well. And I’m loving every minute of it.

HerRoyalBodyguard_300x200-ARe2014 will be a busy year for me. I’ve finished writing book #2 in my Her Royal Romance series and if all goes well, Her Royal Bodyguard should be live early in 2014.

Blurb:
After almost getting kidnapped, Princess Angelina is swept away by royal bodyguard Rico Santori to a small, secluded village for her protection. Always the good girl, the obedient daughter, the proper princess, Angie’s tired of putting her own desires – her own life! – on hold. She could have been killed in the kidnapping attempt and never known the ecstasy of making love with a passionate man. Angelina has had a crush on the strong, loyal Rico for years and while they hide out, pretending to be a newlywed couple, she decides to practice her seductive skills on him.

This is Rico’s last job for the royal family. He’s leaving to build his own life, opening his own security firm. Angie is smart and pretty but she’s royalty and he’s just the hired muscle. But as the days go by, her attempts at seduction try the calm patience he’s known for. He warns her they can only share a bed until he returns her safely to the palace.

But when danger strikes again, it may be too late to explore the love they never expected to find.

PlayingForReal-R-1The last book in my Paolo’s Playhouse series from Samhain, Playing for Real, releases in a little over a month. Release date for this erotic romance is February 4th, but it’s available for pre-order now.

Blurb:
Paolo Mancini’s needs are simple: a committed relationship with a submissive who will let him love and care for her. But after a long, heartbreaking string of relationship failures, he’s beginning to think the perfect woman for him simply doesn’t exist.

When Julianne Barnes steps into his playhouse for one night of bondage sex, she blows him away with her beauty, sass and bravery. She could be the one…if she will allow him to show her how to weave bondage and submission into her life. And hopefully, into his.

Julianne keeps her craving for soft ropes, dark blindfolds, and strong fingers apart from “real life”, where this successful businesswoman doesn’t need anyone telling her what to do. Yet Paolo’s lyrical, steel-under-silk voice affects her body in ways that make her want to offer up her soul.

Slowly, delicately, Paolo tantalizes her closer to the idea that fantasy and reality can live as one. But to convince her it’s safe to open the last compartment protecting her emotions, he’ll have to expose his greatest vulnerability. His heart.

Warning: Features a petulant sub looking to live out her fantasies and a sexy Dom looking for love of the forever kind. Contains an intense sex-with-a-stranger fantasy, ropes, chains and a spanking. Or two. Or more.

Later in the year, I’ll have another release from Samhain. The Cottage Next Door, a contemporary second-chance-at-love romance will release in early September.

In the meantime, I hope to have more contemporary royalty romances released in 2014. Book #3, Her Royal Mistake, will release mid-2014.

So, yeah 2014 looks to be a busy year. I can’t wait!
Natasha
www.natashamoore.com

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Paolo’s Playhouse Series

The 5th and final book in the Paolo’s Playhouse series, Playing for Real, will be released on Feb 4th. For those of you who haven’t been following the series, I thought I’d give a little recap, so you have a chance to catch up before release date.

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He’ll put her on display, if that’s what it takes to keep her…
Paolo’s Playhouse, Book 1

When it comes to sexy and sassy, Piper, the most popular waitress at Ben’s bar, has it all going on. Now that they’re dating, though, Ben wishes she’d dial down the skimpy clothes and flirty attitude, and her habit of dancing around the bar and flashing to her favorite song. Every teasing peek at her body, every laugh at some customer’s lousy joke, is certainly good for business—but it sends his jealousy meter into the red zone.

Sure, they’re dating, but he’s no muscled, tattooed stud with diamonds in his ears. How can he compete, especially when she refuses to even spend the night at his place?

Desperate, Ben books a room at his friend Paolo’s fantasy club, hoping an erotic night in front of a two-way mirror will get her exhibitionist streak out of her system. Praying it won’t prove his greatest fear—that she lives only to show off. And he’s not that special to her at all…

Product Warnings
Flirting and pole dancing, hot sex and showing off for an invisible audience. Stop by the playhouse and live out your fantasies!

RiskIt72smRisk It – #2

Time to put out…or get out.

Paolo’s Playhouse, Book 2

On the outside, Amy has the American dream. Two busy kids, a job she loves, a big house thanks to her husband’s climb up the corporate ladder. What she hasn’t had in a long time…is sex. Sure, she’s too exhausted at night to think about it, but maybe Will’s long hours at work aren’t the real reason he rarely touches her anymore.

Feeling her marriage teetering on the edge, she rents the voyeur room at Paolo’s Playhouse. Maybe bringing back the memory of the one wicked thing they used to do together will relight the sparks.

Will loves his wife, but she’s never been one to take chances—except for the time before kids, when they’d camp out in a club’s back booth, getting all worked up watching the dirty dancers. Their careers have seriously cut into their “us” time, and if she’s booked them a sexual playroom, it sounds like she’s serious about solving the problem.

When Will shows up way, way late, Amy wonders why she bothered, and if her plan to relight the flame has only made it painfully clear that it’s too late to try.

Product Warnings
Sparks flying, angry words flying, clothes flying, and a loving couple trying to find their way back to each other.

BirthdayGirl72smBirthday Girl – book #3

It’s not the age. It’s the attitude—and a healthy dose of kink.

Paolo’s Playhouse, Book 3

For Shannon, turning thirty means getting serious. Responsible. Old. She can’t help dreading the day she has to leave her spontaneous, crazy, young self-image behind. Then there are all those unfulfilled items on her to-do list, like that threesome she and her husband, Ty, used to fantasize about. It fell by the wayside, right along with their neglected bag of sex toys.

Her birthday dinner starts out like any other…then her present arrives at the table. Marc, an old college friend, whose edgy persona tickles her in all the right places. And that’s not all. Ty’s reserved a room at Paolo’s Playhouse—for all three of them.

By the time the playroom door closes behind them, Ty’s and Marc’s intimate touches and wicked whispers have roused her hormones to a fever pitch. But when kiss comes to nipple clamps, Shannon’s not sure she has the courage to step off the edge of fantasy and fall headlong into reality…

Product Warnings
Two sexy men focused on pleasing one lucky woman. Wild, anything-goes loving complete with toys your mother never wanted you to know about. You’re welcome!

PlaythingV2Plaything – #4

One taste of everything she ever wanted…how can she walk away?

Paolo’s Playhouse, Book 4

Julianne’s the epitome of a successful businesswoman. But where her boardroom reality is full of decisions, her bedroom fantasy is the exact opposite—allowing a lover who knows what he’s doing to strip her of the need to make any decisions at all.

When she reads an ad for Paolo’s Playhouse, her long-ignored need twists inside her, too sharp to ignore. Trembling, she picks up the phone, and Paolo’s charm, lyrical accent and empathy soothe her fear just enough to agree to be the Playhouse’s bondage toy. One look at Paolo the following night, and she wishes she’d struck a different bargain. To be his alone.

Paolo can’t take his eyes off the brave and beautiful woman with hair like the fire he sees in her soul. Her sexual need to be bound matches his own powerful need to be the one to bind her. Tonight and always.

Except Julianne agreed to only one perfect night. Now he must convince her it could be the first night of many for them—if only she will trust him.

Product Warnings
Features a sexy Italian whose lyrical voice can charm or command, whose sensual hands can stroke or spank. Stop by the Playhouse and live out your fantasies!

PlayingForReal-R-1And then, coming Feb 4th:
Playing for Real – #5

There’s no safe word strong enough for this power play date…

Paolo’s Playhouse, Book 5

Paolo Mancini’s needs are simple: a committed relationship with a submissive who will let him love and care for her. But after a long, heartbreaking string of relationship failures, he’s beginning to think the perfect woman for him simply doesn’t exist.

When Julianne Barnes steps into his playhouse for one night of bondage sex, she blows him away with her beauty, sass and bravery. She could be the one…if she will allow him to show her how to weave bondage and submission into her life. And hopefully, into his.

Julianne keeps her craving for soft ropes, dark blindfolds, and strong fingers apart from “real life”, where this successful businesswoman doesn’t need anyone telling her what to do. Yet Paolo’s lyrical, steel-under-silk voice affects her body in ways that make her want to offer up her soul.

Slowly, delicately, Paolo tantalizes her closer to the idea that fantasy and reality can live as one. But to convince her it’s safe to open the last compartment protecting her emotions, he’ll have to expose his greatest vulnerability. His heart.

Product Warnings
Features a petulant sub looking to live out her fantasies and a sexy Dom looking for love of the forever kind. Contains an intense sex-with-a-stranger fantasy, ropes, chains and a spanking. Or two. Or more.

Books 1-4 are available now if you’d like to catch up. Book #5 is available for pre-order, if you don’t want to forget!

Natasha
www.natashamoore.com

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Coming Soon – Playing for Real

Playing For Real, book #5, the final release in the Paolo’s Playhouse series, will be released on February 4, 2014. And while that seems like FOREVER to me, I know it will be here before I know it. So I thought I’d give you all a quick peek at Paolo and Julianne’s story.

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Blurb:

Paolo’s Playhouse, Book 5

Paolo Mancini’s needs are simple: a committed relationship with a submissive who will let him love and care for her. But after a long, heartbreaking string of relationship failures, he’s beginning to think the perfect woman for him simply doesn’t exist.

When Julianne Barnes steps into his playhouse for one night of bondage sex, she blows him away with her beauty, sass and bravery. She could be the one…if she will allow him to show her how to weave bondage and submission into her life. And hopefully, into his.

Julianne keeps her craving for soft ropes, dark blindfolds, and strong fingers apart from “real life”, where this successful businesswoman doesn’t need anyone telling her what to do. Yet Paolo’s lyrical, steel-under-silk voice affects her body in ways that make her want to offer up her soul.
Slowly, delicately, Paolo tantalizes her closer to the idea that fantasy and reality can live as one. But to convince her it’s safe to open the last compartment protecting her emotions, he’ll have to expose his greatest vulnerability. His heart.

Warning: Features a petulant sub looking to live out her fantasies and a sexy Dom looking for love of the forever kind. Contains an intense sex-with-a-stranger fantasy, ropes, chains and a spanking. Or two. Or more.

Excerpt:
“Julianne? It’s Paolo.”

She shivered simply from the sound of his sexy, lyrical voice speaking her name. She swallowed before she could speak. “I’ll be right down.”

“Buzz me in, Julianne.” There it was. The commanding tone that made her stomach tickle and her sex clench.

What had she gotten herself into? “Okay. But I’ll be right down.”

She grabbed her purse and locked the door to her apartment behind her. She’d walked up and down the narrow flight of stairs hundreds of times, but somehow tonight it seemed longer, narrower, her heels higher, skirt shorter, tighter. She was anxious to see Paolo again but still, she couldn’t help being nervous.

He was waiting for her at the bottom of the stairs in the entryway, frowning slightly. He took the first few steps up, hand outstretched, to meet her. He looked elegant, more than sexy, in a loose black jacket over a white shirt. “I should have come up to get you.”

She took his hand and his long fingers wrapped around hers, fingers that had strummed over every inch of her body. The electric spark of awareness might have been clichéd, but it was there just the same. She couldn’t let it zap her into submission that quickly. “There was no point in you climbing all these stairs just to come right back down.”

As soon as they were off the stairs, he drew her close, their bodies not quite touching. He nailed her with his deep blue gaze. “From now on, I will walk you to your door and collect you there as well.” He brushed his lips lightly over hers, only long enough to tease, not nearly long enough to taste.

She resisted the urge to lean into him. Instead, she shrugged as if her mind wasn’t screaming at her to end this now before he dictated more than how he would pick her up for a date.

He stepped back then, looked her over, her hand still in his. A lock of his dark, wavy hair fell over his forehead and gave him a softer look. His familiar scent wound around her.

He wrapped his arm around her waist and led her across the foyer. “Have you been anticipating our evening as much as I have?”

“I’ve been thinking about it a lot, yes.” She was excited to start their play dates. But she was also a little frightened about what he would want from her. What he would want to do to her.

He paused with his hand on the door handle and looked over at her. He was so close she could have gotten lost in those eyes. “You sound nervous. Do you want to talk about it before we head out?”

Hell yes, she was nervous, but she didn’t want to hang around here in the foyer to hash it out. “No. I’m okay.” She tried to keep her smile light. “I think we talked it all to death the other night.”

He chuckled and she relaxed a little. “Yes. You are right.” He opened the door and they stepped out into the warm Monday evening air.

Was that really a limo parked at the curb? A tall, broad man in a dark suit stood on the sidewalk.

She glanced at Paolo as he led her to the long black car. “This is for us?”

“Of course.” The uniformed man—was he a chauffeur or a bodyguard or what?—opened the back door for them. Paolo smoothly delivered her into the car as if he’d escorted dozens of women into the spacious backseat of this limousine at one time or another. And he probably had. A man as sexy and charming as Paolo, a man as dominating as Paolo, must have had plenty of women to ravish in the back of a dark vehicle.

And the thought of being ravished by Paolo was probably more exciting than it should have been.
The leather seat was soft and warm. Paolo slid in beside her and the door closed behind him, shutting them together in what a moment ago had felt like a huge space. Now that Paolo was beside her, he seemed to be sucking all the oxygen out of the air. Julianne started panting lightly, finding it suddenly hard to breathe.

He didn’t seem to notice her difficulty. He took one of her hands in his, intertwined their fingers before he lifted their joined hands to his lips. He lightly kissed her knuckles. Tingles shimmered over her body.

“The Playhouse must do very well,” she blurted out, her nerves getting the better of her.
Paolo lifted a brow, paused a moment before replying softly, “Yes. I am happy with its success.”

“I mean…a car like this? A driver like that? I didn’t expect…” She shut her mouth before she shoved her foot any deeper inside. It wasn’t any of her business. She sounded as if she was fishing for information. As if she cared how rich he was. As if she was surprised how rich he was. Even though she was.

“Why should you expect anything?” Paolo replied smoothly. “I did not pick you up in this car in an attempt to impress you. The truth is that I would rather not have my eyes and hands occupied with driving when I could have them more pleasantly occupied.” He kissed her knuckles again. “Watching you. Touching you.”

“Oh.” The word came out on a shaky sigh.

“I have been looking forward to playing with you again,” he told her as the car pulled away from the curb. “I see you wore a skirt as I requested.” Their hands still together, he dropped them down onto her bare knee, then slid them up her leg until he reached the hem of her short black skirt. He caught her gaze, held it. “Did you follow the rest of my instructions?”

Julianne hesitated, then nodded.

Paolo slid their joined hands down her inner thigh and she automatically spread her knees as far as she could in the tight skirt, so he could reach under and make sure she’d left her panties in the underwear drawer.

Since their fingers were still twined together, she felt, as well as he did, the bare flesh between her legs as he dragged their fingers through the wet, sensitive lips. Her sex clenched with the quick touch.

“Very good, Julianne.” There was enough light left in the twilight to catch the flash of pleasure and arousal in his eyes. Julianne felt an unexpected matching pleasure at his approval. And then the resulting dismay.

How could she declare she wasn’t submissive when she’d followed his instructions to the letter? When she felt a rush of pleasure simply from pleasing him? Was her denial only an attempt to pretend it wasn’t true?

Paolo drew their hands out from under her skirt. “Do not put your knees back together,” he said softly, his lips brushing against her ear. “I like knowing you are bare and open for me. I like to catch the scent of your arousal in the air around us.” He lifted their hands to his lips and he licked her moisture from their skin.

She trembled with the light touch of his tongue and the erotic words that flowed from his lips so easily. She looked out the tinted window at the buildings flashing by. It was time to get real. She was aroused. She was incredibly attracted to this man, but she was so far out of her comfort zone it wasn’t funny. Should she insist they stop now?

While the rational part of her mind whispered that was exactly what she should do, her body burned and sizzled and ached to be under his control again.

She couldn’t imagine never again feeling the incredible way she had when he’d tied her up in his fantasy room and played with her body. She couldn’t deny the feeling of rightness that snapped into place when he’d bound her and controlled her and—

“Julianne?” Paolo caught her chin and turned her to face him again. “Are you thinking too much?”

“I have a lot to think about.”

“I know.” He cupped her face, ran his thumb along her bottom lip. “I am tempted to tell you what I have planned for our play date tonight, but I think it is better for you not to know.”

“How can that be better for me?”

“Anticipation can be sweet, Julianne,” he said in that lilting Italian accent.

Playing for Real is available for pre-order now. And if you want to catch up on the rest of the series before Playing for Real releases, they are all available now.
Flaunt It
Risk It
Birthday Girl
Plaything

Natasha
Voluptuous – available now
Her Royal Masquerade – available now
Playing for Real – coming Feb 4th
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Heading for the Beach!

When you read this on May 14th, I’ll be on my way from western New York to the Outer Banks of North Carolina. We’re pulling a travel trailer, heading for a campground right on the beach. I’m so looking forward to burying my toes in the sand and relaxing to the sound of the surf. And if I’m lucky, checking out some hunks, all wet from the waves.

So this is a quick post to give you some release dates I have coming up. 🙂

Voluptuous will be released from Ellora’s Cave on September 6th.

Silken Canvas is available now in e-book version, but will be out in print on November 5th.

Playing for Real, book #5 in the Paolo’s Playhouse series will be released from Samhain on March 18, 2014.

We plan to be back home before my next scheduled blog date, May 28th and I’ll have some pictures to share then. Until then, have a great couple weeks!

Natasha
www.natashamoore.com

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Playing for Real – a new Paolo’s Playhouse story

I’m thrilled to announce I just contracted book #5 in my Paolo’s Playhouse series with Samhain. The four Paolo’s Playhouse stories feature different couples at a crossroads in their relationship and what happens they book a playroom at Paolo’s Playhouse, an exclusive fantasy sex club. In book #4, Plaything, Paolo and Julianne meet for the first time and I had requests from readers – and from my editor – for a longer story with Paolo and Julianne. I was happy to give it to them.

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Playing for Real starts after they meet at the Playhouse and gives them a hot and emotional ride to their happy ending. Here is a rough blurb so you have a taste of the story to come:

Dominant Paolo Mancini wants to settle down into a committed relationship with a submissive he can love and care for. After a failed marriage and a string of short-term relationships, he’s pretty much given up on finding the perfect woman. Then Julianne Barnes comes to his playhouse for one night of bondage sex and she blows him away with her beauty and sass and bravery. He thinks he may have found the sub he’s been looking for. He yearns to show her how to weave bondage and submission into her life, and hopefully into his.

Julianne has always fantasized about soft ropes and dark blindfolds and strong fingers wrapped around her wrists. But just because she craves bondage doesn’t mean she wants to submit to a man in her “real” life. She’s a successful businesswoman and can take care of herself. But Paolo is so sexy, so seductive, she quickly finds herself under his spell. Soon, just hearing his lyrical voice, that silky tone with the steel beneath, makes her sex clench and her soul submit.

But while Julianne tries to keep her time with the sexy Italian separate from the rest of her life, Paolo is determined to show her, through play sessions and dinner dates, that he’s playing for real.

I’m looking forward to sharing the cover and release date as soon as they become available. I love these characters and I think  the scenes in this book are some of the hottest I’ve ever written. I can’t wait to share 🙂

Natasha

www.natashamoore.com

 

 

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