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Tuesday, June 24, 2014

Desiree Holt gets Bare Naked!



 

What’s better than a cowboy? Why, a naked cowboy of course. And I’ve got them by the handful (and I do mean handful.) Number Four in the Naked Cowboys series is out now ready to tempt you with a hot bad boy story.
(Picture of model Taylor Cole)









To celebrate, one lucky commenter will win a copy of Naked Cowboys #1, Stark Naked.



Blurb:

Tired of the devious twists and turns of the corporate world, Georgie Zielinski takes her savings and her 401K to little Saddle Wells, Texas where she has bought a closed, rundown Bed & Breakfast. Using her knowledge of years in the hospitality business she plans to rehab the place and open her own B&B. Cade Hannigan was once on top of the world and disgustingly arrogant about it. Now he has fallen to the bottom of the barrel, working as the janitor at the Lone Star Bar and drinking himself to sleep every night. Cade loses his job at the exact moment that Georgie needs a handyman to help her with the B&B. They are a most unlikely pair, the world weary blond and the down and out cowboy, but electric sparks fly between them. As they work to bring to life the old building to life, something sexually explosive grows between them. Then Cade’s past comes back to slap him in the face and it all falls apart. It will take more than hot sex to put this couple back together. Come take a wild ride with a hot blonde and the latest naked cowboy.





Excerpt:

Cade didn’t think he’d ever been this nervous in his life, and looking at this woman didn’t help. Today she had her blonde hair up in a ponytail and worn jeans and a long-sleeved T-shirt caressed a figure that made his cock want to stand up and salute. Unlike most of the women he knew, her face had a fresh quality to it and the thick blonde ponytail looked like a cascade of silk. He couldn’t say for sure, but he’d bet it was the real deal, nothing from a bottle.

But it was the crackle of electricity that snapped between them that was the real shocker. He could see she felt it too, her eyes flaring with the realization. Go figure. No makeup, a smudge of something on one cheek, and she quite literally took his breath away.

No, no, no, no. You are not putting the make on this woman. She’s your last chance. Your only chance.

She stared at him for a long moment before he saw recognition flare in her eyes and she took a step back. She was holding the handle of something that was part of some kind of machinery and she unconsciously held it up as if to ward him off.

Oh, Jesus. Those women last night had probably given her an earful about him. He was dead before he got started.

“Can I help you?”

He gave himself a mental shake, doing his best to stop gawking at her.

Be polite. Really polite.

He took off his hat and put on what he hoped was his most earnest face.

“My, um, name is Cade Hannigan.”

“I know who you are.” She was still holding that whatever-it-was in front of her.

Swell. So they had told her all about him. He’d better be plenty humble and make his case to her since his only other choice was the gutter.

“I wondered if I might speak to you for a moment.”

She narrowed her eyes. “I can’t imagine what we’d have to talk about. Now if you’ll excuse me.”

She was going to slam the door in his face. Oh, shit, shit, shit.

“I’ve never been in a position where I had to beg for anything,” he told her quickly, “but I’m begging now. For five minutes of your time. Just listen to me. If the answer’s no, I’ll turn around and drive out of here and you’ll be rid of me.”

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Saturday, September 22, 2012

Guest Cassandra Dean



Today we get to find out more about my very special guest is the wonderful author Cassandra Dean.

·                     Which of your books is your personal favorite and why?
My favourite of my books...Oh noes, I can’t choose! They are all so special to me.
You know what, I think my personal favourite is the next one. It’s filled with adventure and mystery, because I have no idea what’s going to happen and there’s something magical in the unexpected! Also, there’s such joy in the creation of a new story, and the discovery of new characters and their discovery of each other. So I guess I’ll say my favourite is always the next one!

·                     Best piece of advice you’ve ever been given.
Leaf on the wind, given to me by my bestest friend, Joss Whedon*! This advice reminds my anxiety-riddled, over-active imaginational brain to relax, go with the flow. I have a tendency to over-think things, to examine a coming situation from every angle and try to predict the outcome for each. This is not so conducive to the relaxing. So now, when my brain starts overreact, I tell myself leaf on the wind. Thanks ever so, bestest bud Joss Whedon*!

* I might be imagining the closeness of our relationship. I might also have garnered this advice from watching Serenity repeatedly. Whatevs. I like my made-up version betterer, though :D

·                     One day I hope to:
Actually not over-think things. It is my Life’s Goal.

·                     What was the last book you read?
I borrowed Richelle Mead’s The Golden Lily and I spent a lazy afternoon reading it. Fun times! I quite enjoy the series, and really like the developing relationship between the protagonist, Sydney, and her love interest, Adrian.

·                     If you could take a trip anywhere for 30 days with money not being a consideration, where would you go and what would you do?
Scandinavia, Turkey and the Holy Lands, including Petra. Machu Pichu.
Living in South Australia, we don’t see snow. We hardly ever see mist. Thus, both hold a massive fascination for me, and I think it would be the bees knees to rock it in Scandinavia, snow-style. Fjords, baby, all the way!
Turkey. Hmm. I’m not too sure why. I just think it would be super cool.
The Holy Lands and Petra. I have seen my sister’s photos. I NEED to go.
Oh, and Machu Pichu, but I’d make it so I was carried up that path – have you seen where you have to trek?

Thanks so much for having me, Brenna!

Cassandra Dean  


(in ebook and print)

Ever curious, Elizabeth, Viscountess Rocksley, has turned her curiosity to erotic pleasure. Three years a widow, she boldly employs the madam of a brothel for guidance but never had she expected her education to be conducted by a coldly handsome peer of the realm.

To the Earl of Malvern, the erotic tutelage of a skittish widow is little more than sport, however the woman he teaches is far from the mouse he expects. With her sly humor and insistent joy, Elizabeth obliterates all his expectations and he, unwillingly fascinated, can’t prevent his fall.
Each more intrigued than they are willing to admit, Elizabeth and Malvern embark upon a tutelage that will challenge them, change them, come to mean everything to them…until a heartbreaking betrayal threatens to tear them apart forever.

~Excerpt~

Moments passed, the Earl’s impassive gaze weighing heavy upon Elizabeth. An overwhelming urge to twist her fingers assaulted her, but what if her fidgeting made him refuse?

He seemed to make some decision. “I shall show you carnal pleasure, madam. As you say, both to receive and to give. However, pregnancy should be avoided at all costs.” His eyes flickered, the first sign of something resembling emotion crossing his face. “I will not marry you, no matter the circumstance.”

Well, of course he wouldn’t. She wouldn’t wed him either. In any event, conception was not a concern for her, not after a marriage that had never yielded—

Good Lord. He spoke of practical application. He spoke of touching and kissing and—Was it warmer of a sudden?

He continued with barely a pause. “Actual penetration will be avoided. While many people extol the virtues of withdrawal, I remain unconvinced. We will discuss methods of contraception during your education, but the most effective method is always avoidance. You are in agreement?”

Still confused but now with cheeks aflame, Elizabeth nodded. In all her life, no one had ever spoken so frankly. This, combined with his matter-of-fact manner and lack of emotion, banished any lingering apprehension and left only the excitement. Glorious, thrilling excitement.

“Excellent.” Stepping close to her once more, he brushed his hand from her neck to her shoulder, the back of his fingers now warm against her skin. “Shall we begin?”


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Saturday, August 25, 2012

Scandalous - Nicole Austin



Nicole Austin, arguably one of the hottest erotica writers you'll ever read, is my guest today.  She's got a HUGE treat in store for you.  In addition to a fabulous interview, she's provided an excerpt of her latest release, Fatal Submission.  Fatal Submission is a horror erotic romance, the current IT genre in erotica.  You're going to love it.

So, without further adieu, here's Nicole...


·         Which of your books is your personal favorite and why?
Wow, that’s a tough one with 28 books published and 4 more pending release. While they are all erotic romances, they span a wide variety of sub-genres.
My first book, Passionate Realities, will always be special because it was the first contracted work and began this crazy rollercoaster ride.
My upcoming release, Fatal Submission, was by far the biggest challenge for me as an author. Writing erotic horror in no walk in the park. Having fought to conquer the story has made it the one I am most proud of.
The most fun books have been those from the multi-author series written with The Sassy Seven. Toys-4-Us, Valentino’s Delight – The Edge, Naughty Sleepover and SEALs Gone Wild. When we get together in the same room or online and start bouncing ideas around it is a truly awe-inspiring experience.



·         Tell us about your latest or upcoming vacation.
I am going to be abducted (not for the first time) to Texas by The Sassy Seven for ten glorious days at the end of the month. But then I guess it’s not a true abduction since I’m going willingly. There are a variety of plans in the works involving vodka, dungeons and strip clubs so it’s going to be one heck of a fun trip I can’t wait to embark on.

·         Describe your perfect day.
My ultimate day would be casual and relaxed with no place to be at any particular time. All my favorite people would be with me either just hanging out or doing something fun together. No looming deadlines or pressing matters requiring our focus. Blessed downtime where the electronic leashes (email, cell phones, pagers, etc.) are left behind and not permitted to intrude.

·         Your bucket list.  What have you done and what’s left to do?
Becoming a published author and the things I have experienced over the past seven years since my first book was released checked off a lot of items from my list. Currently, the #1 remaining goal is to finally get out of Florida, hopefully next year. I’ve lived here, in the same house, for the majority of my life. I’m contemplating a radical cross-country move with a friend. We haven’t nailed down a definite destination yet but will most likely land in either Colorado or Washington.
The rest of my rather lengthy list is filled with travel destinations that require a passport. Dying to get a few stamps in that sucker soon.

·         Your tip(s) to new authors.
As with anything else you have to study, learn your craft and continually strive to improve. Do not let success make you get cocky and lazy. The best writers are never satisfied with their skill and are always looking for ways to take their stories to the next level. Every once in a while take a look back at one of your older works to see just how far you’ve come then look at works you admire and push yourself to surpass them.

·         What inspires you?
The world around me. As with many writers, I am a people watcher. I’m curious about how different people will react to the same situation and often make up stories in my head about random people I encounter.
I remember going to the mall when I was around ten or eleven and super gluing a coin to the floor near a bench then waited. Some ignored it all while others would sit down on the bench and pretend to tie their shoe while making a grab for that coin. Others would walk right up to it and reach over to pick it up. When they discovered it was stuck, some actually tried to pry it from the floor. Others laughed and glanced around self-consciously to make sure no one saw them. Kids were the quickest to figure out it was a setup, while adults were more stubbornly determined to get it in their pocket.
My coworkers and their stories of things that happen in their lives provide some of the funniest scenes in my books although I have to admit, the scene in Foxy Lady when Shira puts the batteries in her adult toy incorrectly is right out my own personal experience.

Nicole's latest release is, in my opinion, the best story she's written to date.  Filled with incredible BDSM scenes, a strong romance, characters you won't soon forget, and horror that will keep you awake at night, this story has everything!




Fatal Submission by Nicole Austin
Claire Hanson is a submissive in need of a Dom. Finding one in rural Illinois in 1981 is no easy feat but her requirements are simple. Forget complicated limit lists, take charge and give her lots of hot, sweaty sex. On edge, body humming with arousal, Claire aches to have her desires sated. And ruggedly handsome Dominant Mason Burke is the man she wants. But for Mason work comes first and Claire’s tired of waiting.

Mason’s loss is Dr. Carl Skinner’s lucky break. The bonus—Carl’s a rich, drop-dead gorgeous Dom with a real dungeon in his basement. Getting what you want isn’t always a good thing and the game takes a drastic turn Claire never saw coming. According to the Dungeon Master’s victims who still haunt his torture chamber, submission has fatal consequences and she’s running out of time.

Reader Advisory: This scary tale contains graphic scenes of erotic torture and violence that may cause the reader to stay up late reading with all the lights on.


An Excerpt From: FATAL SUBMISSION
Copyright © NICOLE AUSTIN, 2012
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.


Claire ran a brush through her hair, grabbed the checklist and walked the few blocks. A cheery bell tinkled as she opened the door to find the ice cream parlor empty. She picked a table facing the glass shop front and waited.

Did Mason do this to her on purpose? She always seemed to be waiting on him. She understood his business was relatively new and required long hours. Still, constantly waiting grew old fast.

When his Bronco pulled up outside she glanced at her watch. Fifteen minutes late. He strolled toward her table, calm and in control.

“Hello, Claire.” No apology. Mason simply nodded toward the refrigerated cases. “Did you pick a flavor?”

“Not yet.” Hearing the irritation in her voice, she made an effort to lighten her tone. “I was waiting for you.”

He held out a hand to help her up and didn’t let go as they perused the offerings. Once they each had a cone they sat on a bench outside. Mason looked over the checklist without comment then locked it in his car.

“It’s a nice day. How about a walk?”

She nodded and they took a leisurely stroll, stopping every so often to window shop. As usual, Mason was in no hurry, their conversation casual.

“Why did you become a property appraiser? What drew you to the business?”

“I used to be a real estate agent, which was an okay job but I’m not a good salesperson. I do like buildings though, especially older ones.” She thought back on her childhood daydreams, how she’d stand outside a building and try to picture the interior layout.

“My friend works in a bank and complained about the excessive wait for appraisals because no one in our area did them so I checked into it.” She licked her ice cream for a moment as she remembered how everything had just clicked. “Turned out it suited me. I get to make my own hours, meet new people, use my math skills and indulge my curiosity.”

Mason nodded as if he read more into her explanation than she’d said. “And how did you discover you were a submissive?”

She didn’t even attempt to hold back a wicked grin. “Guy I was dating got invited to a munch and took me. The more I learned about BDSM the more interested I became. At first he was into it, thought it was fun. After a while he lost interest but I didn’t.” She shrugged. “We broke up and I continued to explore. Like the job, it suited me.”

Yes, there was a great deal more to it but same as with her job, getting into BDSM she’d felt the pieces click into place.

“So you’ve always been happiest when seeing to the needs of others. A true, natural submissive.”

Claire stopped in her tracks and stared at Mason for a long moment. How the hell did he do it? A bit of general small talk and he saw deeper into her heart than lifelong friends ever had. Deeper than even she had seen.

“You adapt, changing yourself to please those you love.”

He dropped that bomb so casually, as if making a general observation but getting right to the heart of the matter. And it made sense. It put several pieces of her life together. Made her take a second look at the big decisions and changes. Each and every one had been sparked by the needs of others.

At heart she was a nurturer, a caretaker. When someone she cared about needed something, Claire did whatever she could to fill the need. She’d done so her entire life and never made the connection.

“When’s the last time you did something because it pleased you?”

Good question. Racking her brain, she came up blank. She couldn’t think of one instance where something she’d done had been just for her. As she thought, Mason’s ice cream melted, a slow-moving river of chocolate rolling over his fingers.

Her first instinct was to reach out with her napkin and wipe the chocolate away for him. But what did she want? What would please her?

She’d love to taste both the ice cream and Mason.

Claire took a step closer, held his wrist with her free hand and acted without overthinking it. She moved even closer, stuck out her tongue and watched his expression from beneath her lashes as she slowly licked the chocolate from his hand.

Mason’s intense, ice-blue eyes heated, filling with lust. When she reached the top of his hand, she swirled her tongue around the ice cream, imagining it was his cock. She circled the scoop of chocolate, humming in appreciation of the flavor. His entire body tensed and she knew he pictured the same thing she did.

Glancing down, she noted the hard length of his erection outlined by the faded denim extending from his groin all the way across his right hip. Long and thick and hard.

Meeting his gaze, she blurted out what was on her mind. “It would please me to taste you, Mason. To drop to my knees, wrap my fist around your shaft and suck your cock to the back of my throat.”

He closed his eyes and his Adam’s apple bobbed as he swallowed hard then took several slow, measured breaths.

A naughty grin tugged at the corners of her lips as she watched him struggle to regain his composure. That little crack in his hard veneer gave her wicked ideas. She wondered how much teasing it would take to push Mason over the edge and out of control. Finding out would be fun.


Buy the book at http://www.jasminejade.com/p-10289-fatal-submission.aspx

Nic's website - http://www.nicoleaustin.net/

Saturday, July 14, 2012

Brenna's Big Five with Jodi Olson


You lucky, lucky readers.  If you've heard of Jodi Olson, then you already know.  This woman writes some of the hottest romance you'll ever put eyes to.  Her covers alone are enough to make window lickers out of us all.  

Her latest release, Road to Desire, is burning up the Kindle charts.

She's been kind enough to answer my Big Five questions and then share a bit about her latest release.
  
Which of your books is your personal favorite and why?
My personal favorite has to be Getting Wild. Neal my hero is pure alpha and hot as sin. 



What’s your birth sign and does it accurately reflect your personality?
I'm a Scorpio and proud of it. I looked up the traits of a Scorpio woman and these fit me to a tee.  I'm passionate about everything I do, I don't have Neutral feelings I'm either committed attached or indifferent, I hide my feelings well, anger is fierce, secrets are many. I seem practical but I'm very emotional, I can be mysterious and sarcastic. If your feelings are not sincere don't share them I can usefully see through them to your true intentions and when I’m hurt or insulted my fury knows no bounds...


What was your most embarrassing moment?
Embarrassed one- You've heard people tell always change wear clean underwear in case you get into an accident.  I broke my leg in three places at age 12.  While at the hospital waiting to get my leg set, my mother decides to change everything from the waist down in the middle of the hallway. Talk about being embarrassed.

Back in high school, which group were you in? The popular crowd, the jocks, the nerds, the burnouts, or add your own.
I was the shy bookworm type. Pretty much kept to myself. Had maybe one friend.

If you could take a trip anywhere for 30 days with money not being a consideration, where would you go and what would you do?
I’m not much of a traveler, but I'd want to Australia to see all those hunky cowboys I see photos of. LOL.


Thanks, Jodi!  

If you, dear reader, are interested in learning more about Jodi's new BDSM release, Road to Desire, check out her blurb below.  

Matthew has a fantasy about submitting to his wife Samantha; to be Her adoring and worshipful slave, doing Her bidding, suffering Her torments and pleasures. What happens when this hunky construction worker gets his wish and is forced to his knees and used as a sex toy? It’s a kinky affair when a loving couple starts down the Road to Desire.