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I’m giving you exhibitionism, voyeurism, MMF, BDSM, and more for $0.99!

My newest release is an adventure in fantasy, sexual submission, and exhibitionism with a side of MMF action thrown in for fun! Watching Sin is the first in a series of short stories and novella’s that will explore the kink occurring at a private fetish party. No kink is too perverted, and everyone embraces the YOLO attitude at the Lusty Fantasies parties, so come on it, check your baggage at the door, and join us…

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Watching Sin

A Fetish & Fantasy Short Story

By: Lori King

After fifteen years as a bland housewife, Alana is ready to shake up her life by fulfilling her darkest fantasy. She wants to be watched. Her exhibitionist streak is ready to break free, and she knows exactly whom she wants for her voyeur.

Doug would give his wife, Alana, the moon if she asked, so he’s more than willing to participate in a public threesome at a fetish party if it makes her kinky wishes come true. His business partner and best friend, Killian is the wild card in their plan.

A businessman first, and a trained Dominant second, Killian never gets tied down to one submissive. He’s a lover with commitment issues, but he doesn’t hesitate to help fulfill Doug and Alana’s fantasies. Once the fantasy is set in motion, the three players must decide if watching sin is enough…

Warning: Adult Themes-For Mature Audiences. Contains language and actions some may deem offensive. Sexually explicit content. M/M/F, graphic language, consensual BDSM, public sex, HFN. Short story Approx. 14,200 words.

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Still not convinced? Read an excerpt….

Killian couldn’t believe his luck. For months he had rocked a hard-on for Alana and Doug. From the first time they attended one of his Lusty Fantasies parties, he’d always known they were destined to be his, and he was a patient man. He waited, and watched, easing them along the path he wanted them to walk until they were right here, right now.

With Doug sucking his wife’s tits a few feet in front of him, Killian tipped his glass, emptying the remaining half-inch of whiskey into his mouth and swallowing the burn. It was fortification for the control he was struggling to maintain.  Right now, he wanted nothing more than to call the two of them to his side and force them both to their knees in front of him. After dipping his finger into Alana’s juicy pussy at dinner, he knew she would be more than willing, but how would Doug react? Would he fly off the handle if Killian shoved his cock in his face and told him to suck it?

One way or another, tonight they were going to find out. He was tired of waiting, and watching Alana with her wide eyes, and Doug with his flushed cheeks, as they explored their exhibitionist sides. It was time to up the ante, and expose their submissive nature, too.

Doug had tossed Alana’s bra completely aside so he could play with her tits. The long line of her spine and the sexy curve of her ass beckoned Killian, but he held his place and directed Doug to spin her around again.

His first view of her luscious breasts made his mouth water and his balls draw up tight. She had melon-sized tits with fat nipples that would look amazing pierced. They were a dusky rose color, with areolas the size of a half-dollar. Doug’s hands cupped her and she arched her back, pushing her breasts out to Killian.

It took everything he had to resist the offering.

They were drawing the attention of some of the other guests, but Killian knew that no one would interrupt or distract the two putting on the show. If nothing else, this group was a safe haven for exploration. Everyone here had indulged in a fetish or fantasy at one time or another. A private invitation was necessary to gain access, and upon stepping through the front door, each guest was required to sign a waiver and confidentiality agreement before they were allowed to join the party.

He wanted to protect his friends, but he was also protecting himself. One day soon he would sit atop the Fortune 500 list, and he’d be damned if a scandal would keep him from it.

Alana moaned and drew his attention back to the show. Doug was on his knees, pulling her panties over her hips, exposing her slit. Killian was pleased to see her bald pussy was dripping with need, and he rubbed at his own cock, mimicking Doug’s touch on her body.

The man seemed to know his wife’s body well as he suckled and nipped at various points on her inner thighs and down to the back of her knees. Wearing just the garter belt and hose now, Alana looked magnificent. Her plump lips were parted, and her firm tits lifted and fell with the increase in her breathing. She was a goddess among commoners, standing proudly before them displaying the passion filling her soul.

Satisfaction ripped through Killian when Doug looked over his shoulder at him, and then paused as though waiting for direction. Meeting Doug’s dark gaze, Killian licked his lips just to see the other man’s reaction. As expected, Doug’s own tongue duplicated the action signaling his growing desire. His submissive nature was shining like an aura around him, and Killian jumped at the chance to take control.

“Taste her.”

 

Thanks for taking a peek inside this fantasy with me!

As always, Live, Laugh, & Love like today is your only chance!~Lori

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A Sexy Excerpt from Skin Deep – My Short Story in the Cowboy Heat Anthology

Skin deep was so much fun to write. One of my readers suggested I write a story about a man so ugly, he rarely left his ranch, and a woman so beautiful, it had nearly ruined her life.

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Book Blurb of Skin Deep: A pretty city girl and a scarred country cowboy discover love waits when you’re ready to look beneath the surface.

Layne Starwood drives all the way from Denver to a barely-there town in rural Colorado to drink away her self-pity in a watering hole aptly-named The Wrong Turn Bar. Taking a seat near one of the three customers, she orders a beer and begins her mission. Starting up a conversation with the quiet cowboy hiding in the shadow of his Stetson, she unburdens her sad story on him then is shocked to learn of his tragic history.

The scar on his face mirrors the ache in his heart, and after a long evening of talking, Layne realizes the man is as modest and kind as he is funny. She lets herself indulge in a touch, a kiss, and a wild, hot hour in his arms. Can she convince him to spend the rest of the weekend with her, or are his scars too deep for her to try to heal?

Excerpt from Skin Deep: Layne placed her hand in his and the zing of awareness rattled her. She stood and found herself almost a foot shorter than the cowboy.

Kyle set his hand on her lower back and guided her toward the door. His height and the sure way he led her caused her heartbeat to rev. As they passed the pretty boys, she could almost smell the testosterone wafting off Kyle, as if he was marking what was his.

The thought of being his made her core jitter with delight. His hand on her back warmed her through her whole body. The rain had slowed, and as he helped her up into his truck, his hands lingered on her just long enough to make her crazy for more of the cowboy.

He slid into the driver’s seat and turned the ignition. “Your bachelorette party, huh?”

“I must have forgotten to tell you that part.” She’d intentionally left it out of her story. “Guess it makes me look kind of…” She stared out the side window. “Pathetic.” Driving all this way for a canceled party. Pathetically crazy.

“Hey.” His voice came out stern.

She turned to look at him.

“I’d say you were brave to do this. Seeking closure, right?” He got the truck moving toward the motel and looked at her out of the corner of his eye. “I’m impressed. You’ve got a lot more going for you than your looks.”

She sucked in a breath. He was pretty damn amazing. Every instinct told her she could trust him, and every intuition said she shouldn’t let him slip away.

Kyle pulled up in front of room seven, jumped out, and helped her down from the high seat. He walked her to her door, opened it and flipped the switch to turn on the lamp. He leaned in and glanced around her room to make sure it was safe.

“Can I pay you for the ride?” They stood outside under the overhang as rain formed a wall, sealing them alone together.

He looked down at her, his gorgeous eyes narrowing with a sexy look. He took her wrist and tugged her close. “Yeah, you can.”

Oh hell, yes! She wanted this cowboy, every perfectly macho inch of him. Wrapping her hand around the nape of his neck, she pressed her breasts to his chest and went up on tiptoes.

He groaned and lowered his lips to hers.

Her skin flushed hot, her heart thudded, and between her legs, her pussy tingled and ached.

His kiss took everything she had, his tongue feasting on her, tasting and teasing.

The earth moved, but wait—it was him walking her backward into her room. The door slammed and he pressed her back against it.

His steaming-hot body flattened against her front as the door cooled her back. His kiss slowed while he sucked her tongue into his mouth, encouraging her to explore and sample him. Beer and spices from the burger, and a male taste all his own combined on her tongue. She ran her tongue over his lip, loving the texture of his scar.

He ground the rise in his jeans into her mound, hot and hungry.

She needed to be closer. Grabbing the front of his shirt, she pulled and buttons popped.

He tossed his hat, ripped away the rest of his shirt, then went for her T-shirt, ripping it down the front.

Animal instinct arose in her and her hips bucked forward, demanding his intrusion into her, his hard cock into her wet slit. He ripped the front of her bra in two, mumbling, “I’ll pay for it.” Her breasts spilled out and her puckered nipples prickled in the cool air, then warmed as his gaze locked on them.

“I don’t give a damn about my clothes.” She reached for his belt.

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Coming Soon to our eReaders & tablets: ’69 Mustang by Kacey Hammell

For years I’ve been obsessed with Mustangs, especially the classic models. And by years, I mean since I was old enough to sit on my dad’s knee and listen to him and his buddies discuss cars, lines, engine revs and horsepower, etc, etc. One of these days I’d love to own one, but that might just have to wait until my kids are all grown and I’m not “Mom Taxi”. *g*  I’d prefer a red or black one, a classic over a newer model, but I would be quite happy with seeing a Mustang in my driveway every day.

 

So tell me, what is your favorite car?

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’69 MUSTANG

By Kacey Hammell

Book 1: Revved and Ready Series

Contemporary Erotic Romance

ISBN: 9780987799319

Word Count: 4,415 Short Story

Only $0.99 cents!!!

Releases: September 3rd.

Revved and Ready for passion, heat sizzles between two friends…

 

For Hayley Fitzgibbon, the heat wave blanketing her small town is nothing compared to the inferno inside her whenever she looks at her best friend, Rory. On the night of his parents’ anniversary party, she no longer resists her burning desire and makes it known how much she wants him. Secluded under a willow tree, down a lover’s lane, she’s revved and ready to claim her man on the top of his ’69 Mustang.

 

 

Excerpt © Kacey Hammell, 2013:

“Take this path,” she directed, hearing the breathlessness and passion in her voice.

“Hales, this is—”

“Memory Lane at the back of Zwick’s Park, I know. I haven’t been here in a long time.”

He maneuvered the car through the long grass and around high bushes. The area had overgrown in the twenty-something years since she’d been there last.

“Neither have I. Last girl I brought here was—”

“You don’t have to tell me. Tonight’s for new memories and new beginnings.” Last thing she cared about was his old lovers. “There are some willow trees right up there. Park beneath them for privacy.”

“Hales,” he began, his voice unsteady.

“What’s the matter? Scared to be alone out here with lil ole me?” She laid her arm over his arm, silencing him, amazed once again by the wealth of muscle beneath his shirt. Gone was the tall flagpole type body he grew up with. The six pack abs and bulging biceps he sported now continuously held her in awe – and drooling. He definitely took care of himself.

Rory pulled in under the trees, glanced over at her, his eyes enflamed in heat and desire, then turned off the ignition.

Hayley undid her seatbelt, shifted toward him, and clasped the back of his neck, then pulled him close. She crushed her mouth to his.

He tasted so good. Intoxicating. Incredible. Fucking superb. She tangled her tongue with his. Shivers of delight spread along her body, nipples beading while juices gathered in her pussy.

Digging her fingers into his nape, anxiousness filled her to taste every inch of him but there wasn’t room to maneuver in the tight confines of the car.

“It’s too hot in here to sit. Let’s go outside,” she whispered. She pulled back and opened her door. Though the strangling humidity hadn’t dissipated much, a slight breeze skated along her skin. She welcomed the pleasure of the coolness against her body from the numerous days of nothing but stagnant humidity and the fire Rory stoked inside her.

Slamming the door, she tip-toed farther under the trees, careful not to sink into the grass in her stilettos, and waved him to follow her. “Come on,” she called.

Rory wiped a hand over his face.

“Trust me it’s much cooler out here.”

For the moment at least.

  

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Avid Reader. Romance Author. Redhead…

Canadian-born author, Kacey Hammell is definitely a book-a-holic, who began reading romances at a young age and became easily addicted.  These days, as a multi-published erotic romance author, she enjoys adding a lot of heat, sass and emotion to the Contemporary Romances she writes.

 

A mom of three, Kacey has made certain each of her children know the value of the written word and the adventures they could escape on by becoming book-a-holics in their own right. She lives her own happily ever after with her perfect hero in Ontario, Canada, and is a true romantic at heart.

 

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Another sexy book coming your way.

Next month, I’ll be releasing another fantasy/paranormal erotic romance entitled Hardened Desire. I thought I debut the full excerpt for today’s post.

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BLURB:

What could Luc Mercier, a gargoyle who’s more than a century old, possibly have in common with modern introvert, Gillian Harris? Loneliness and isolation.

When meddlesome friends bring the two together, neither is prepared for the flurry of emotions nor revelations that overwhelm them. That is, until Gillian stumbles across the truth and struggles with how she let her guard down.

Learning to love again has never been harder.

 

EXCERPT:

Was he for real or what? Gillian mused while driving back to her High Park apartment. The stranger’s eyes captivated her, but also warned her not to get too close. There was something peculiar about his mannerisms. Who the hell actually kisses a woman’s hand when first meeting her these days? The age of polite men and chivalry only existed in history books and romance novels, and her life was anything but a romance novel.

Lizzie had crossed the line. What the fuck! Lizzie would be one dead chickie the next time Gillian saw her. If she wanted a date, she knew how to get one herself. Hell…the last thing I ever wanted was to be hand-fed a man.

Let alone the fact that she really didn’t have the time for one. It was bad enough this meeting put her into over-time, she still had work at eight in the morning. Yet, despite the inconvenience of this impromptu mini date—if you could call it as such—the man was charming in a distinguished sort of way.

Luc exuded a confidence that frightened her. Perhaps her inexperience with men dictated her apprehension, yet her inquisitive nature led her—or more accurately—dragged her on. She wanted to know more and understand what really attracted her to him in the first place.

Gillian backed into her designated parking space, narrowly missing the lamppost, utterly distracted by tonight’s events. She rushed into the building and ascended the staircase with expedience. She needed to talk to Lizzie and make sense of this, not to mention address the issue of her meddling.

Stepping into her apartment, she tossed her purse and briefcase aside and sought out her phone. Dialing Lizzie’s number, she kicked off her pumps and strode to the kitchen in hopes of finding wine, a cooler, anything. Anything to get her to relax, instead of freaking out. If there was ever a need for a stiff drink, now was one of those moments.

“There had better be a good reason for you to call and interrupt me,” the out of breath and exasperated voice answered.

Gillian squeezed her eyes shut, dumbfounded, pulling the phone away from her ear and smacking the hardware against the counter before returning it to her ear.

“Ugh! What did I ever do to you, Gillian?” Lizzie mumbled.

“Are you kidding me? What did you ever do to me? First of all, if you were in the middle of anything that involved being naked with a man, it’s your own damned fault for answering the phone. Secondly, I seem to recall a certain gentleman being directed to find me at Paradisio under your advisement. And don’t you dare tell me that you did nothing wrong!”

She hated being furious with Lizzie over this. She knew that good intention was meant, but if she didn’t draw the line at some point, she really had to wonder what was next.

Her friend scoffed then cleared her throat. “Listen, Gillian, first of all, I thought I was doing you a favor. And yes, I am in the company of two men…and yes, I said two. By the way, you should try it sometime. The man I sent to you seemed genuinely disappointed that he didn’t see you at the café tonight. Honestly, when are you going to learn to let go and live a little?”

 

So… What do you think? Have I intrigued you?

 

~L

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Another update on my upcoming release

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

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

March 16th – I’ll be visiting with author Raine Delight at http://authorrainedelight.com/

March 28th – I’ll be visiting Paranormal Romantics as Jessica Subject’s guest. http://paranormalromantics.blogspot.ca/p/author-schedule.html

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

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

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

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

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

 

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

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