Sunday, 28 April 2013

Sinful Sunday With Michelle!

Hi all!

I've been a bad blogger recently. Trying to do too much at once is finally catching up with me and I've fallen behind on so much! I should know better than to spread myself so thin, but it's a lesson I seem to keep forgetting. But that's my personal sin and I'm sure you'd rather hear about something much more interesting!

Yesterday was the release day for my latest book, Training the Help. Three books on and it's still so exciting to finally see my name in (digital) print. I thought today would be a good day to talk about it because it's got lots of wickedly sinful stuff in it!

First off: Lust. All three of my characters are having a damned hard time controlling their libidos and they can't stop thinking about having what they shouldn't want.

Next up: Adultery. Eventually all that lust causes some extra-marital activity, and when the spouses find out, there's trouble.

Last: Bisexuality. Two of my characters are girls and they get involved with each other. Shocking!

I hope you have a chance to pick up this book and enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it! Excerpts are below.

Unemployed and running out of resources, Sophie LaPlante is desperate for a job, when the perfect one appears before her. A wealthy couple from Hedon Falls requires a live-in housekeeper, and Sophie is just what they’re looking for.

Jack Sullivan, a powerful CEO and Dom, is married to actress Kendra Hughes.  He immediately senses submissive tendencies in his new housekeeper. His wife can never be the sub he needs, so while Kendra is away on a film shoot, he begins to train Sophie. When Kendra returns, she joins the training to explore her own Dominant desires. While their sessions were not intended to involve sex, they find themselves fighting a losing battle against their mutual attraction.

The three of them are caught up in a web of lust, guilt, and infidelity, all complicated by an ex-boyfriend who can’t leave Sophie alone.


Sophie hesitated. She hadn’t thought about how they would contact her with her phone not in service.
“Is something wrong?” Kendra asked her with concern.
“Well,” Sophie began. “I was laid off when the hotel closed, and I’ve been unemployed for several months and having difficulty with my bills.” She took a deep breath and blinked as she felt tears pricking at the back of her eyes. “I’m ashamed to say that my phone service has been disconnected. There isn’t any way for you to contact me,” she whispered.
Kendra stood and slid her arm around Sophie’s waist. “Oh, honey! That’s terrible!” she soothed. “I know what it’s like when there hasn’t been a job for a while and you’re down to the end of your rope.”
Sophie stared down at the ground, her face burning with embarrassment. It was irrational she knew. She hadn’t been irresponsible with her money. There just hadn’t been enough coming in.
“Tell you what,” Kendra said. “Why don’t you wait out in the hotel lobby? We’ll make a decision today and come talk to you after we finish with the others.”
Sophie nodded. “That is very generous, Mrs. Sullivan,” she said. “I would appreciate that.”
“It isn’t a problem! And please, call me Kendra,” she said. “Now go on out there and we’ll come talk to you in a little while.”
“Thank you, Kendra,” Sophie murmured and turned to walk quickly out the door. She fought hard to keep the tears from falling. The last thing she needed was to fall to pieces right here. Without paying much attention to where she was going, Sophie found herself back in the foyer. She glanced around and spotted a plush chair off to the side of a large fireplace. There wasn’t anyone else sitting nearby so she made her way over and sank down into the comfortable depths.
She had been staring blankly at the fire for a few minutes when a voice nearby said, “Excuse me, miss.”
Sophie looked up to see a man in a suit standing before her. He had a hotel name tag pinned to his lapel. “Yes?” she responded.
He held out a folded menu to her. “Mrs. Sullivan asked me to tell you that she will be a little while longer and to please go ahead and order something to eat,” he said.
“Oh!” Sophie said, startled. “I don’t think that I—”
“Mrs. Sullivan was quite insistent,” he responded. “We can bring the food to you here or if you would prefer to come to the dining room we can arrange that as well.”
Taking the menu, Sophie barely glanced at it before ordering a Caesar salad and a club sandwich. She was just anxious to get rid of him. Maybe she should leave. They obviously were concerned that she couldn’t feed herself and she didn’t want their pity. She just wanted a job. Her food was delivered shortly and Sophie picked at it as she continued to stare into the fireplace. She decided to dig out her journal and write for a little bit to pass the time. She hadn’t been at it for long when a shadow fell across her shoulder. She looked up to see Mr. Sullivan standing beside her chair.
“You haven’t eaten,” he said gruffly, pointing at the tray beside her.
“I wasn’t particularly hungry,” Sophie said defensively. “I’m not starving you know!”
He exhaled and placed his hands on his hips. Sophie couldn’t help noticing how nicely he was built; broad shoulders, a trim waist and narrow hips, all shown off by his tailored suit that probably cost more than Sophie’s first car. She lifted her eyes to meet his and her breath caught in her throat. His eyes were a deep chocolate brown which matched his hair and they were framed by thick lashes. The reflection of the flames in his pupils was almost hypnotic.
They stared at each other for a few moments, but Sophie pulled her gaze away first. “Sorry,” she said softly. “I just hate being pitied.”
He pulled a chair up in front of hers and sat. He reached out, took hold of her chin, and turned her head to bring her eyes back up to his. When his hand made contact, a flash of heat travelled through Sophie and her stomach, and pussy, clenched.
“What happened to your face?” he demanded.
The question caught Sophie off guard. She reached up and touched the bruised spot on her cheek. She had tried to cover it with makeup that morning but obviously hadn’t done a good enough job.
“I fell,” she replied. “And I banged my head on the doorframe.”
When he continued looking at her, as though waiting for her to elaborate, she dropped her gaze. “My ex-boyfriend hit me with his elbow when I was standing too close behind him,” she admitted and glanced up to see a muscle twitching along his jaw. “It was an accident!” she added quickly. “I really was in the wrong place at the wrong time!”
He eyed her for another moment before he nodded sharply. “We want to offer you the job, Sophie,” he said to her. “You have the necessary experience but Kendra also seemed to connect with you. We’d like you to start as soon as possible. Can we send a car to pick up your things and you can come back with us tonight?”
Sophie couldn’t believe it. “Thank you, Mr. Sullivan! You won’t regret this!”
He smiled warmly at her, with a look in his eyes that she couldn’t place. “Please call me Jack,” he responded. “And I know I won’t regret it.”

Adult Excerpt

“That looked like fun.”
Sophie whipped her head around to see Kendra standing in the doorway, smiling. Sophie was mortified. How long had Kendra been watching her masturbate? Probably most of the time, since it hadn’t taken very long. Sophie didn’t know what to say and her mouth opened and closed soundlessly as Kendra strolled into the room toward her. Sophie’s face and neck burned with embarrassment at having been caught with the sex toy.
Kendra stopped beside her. “Stand up, sub,” she ordered, her voice hard.
Sophie got shakily to her feet, wincing at the squelching sound the toy made when it slid out of her pussy. She stood beside the machine and waited. Kendra walked around behind her and Sophie felt a sharp slap on her ass. She cried out softly. Kendra spanked her again, and said, “What made you think you could come in here and get yourself off on my toy?”
“Please, Mistress...” Sophie began. “I just—”
“Just wanted to feel something long and hard in your cunt, right?” Kendra said.
Sophie gulped. “Yes, Mistress.”
Kendra was silent for a moment. Sophie felt hands on her waist and then Kendra’s body pressed up against her from behind. Sophie sucked in a breath when she realized that Kendra didn’t have a shirt on and her hard nipples poked into Sophie’s back. Kendra moved herself back and forth a bit so that the stiff peaks rubbed Sophie’s back.
“Mmm,” she sighed. “Can you feel my tits?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Sophie said in a whisper.
“Watching you on that thing got me really hot.” Kendra’s hands traveled around to Sophie’s stomach and began working their way higher. Sophie trembled under her touch. “I need to get off now, sub, and you’re going to help me.” Kendra’s hands stopped just under Sophie’s breasts and stroked the undersides softly with her fingertips.
“ can I help you, Mistress?” Sophie asked faintly, barely able to breathe because her body was wound so tight.
“Have you ever been with a woman, sub?” Kendra asked, her lips right against Sophie’s ear.
Sophie closed her eyes as Kendra’s hot breath tickled her neck and ear. She wanted Kendra. She couldn’t deny it, and it seemed she was going to have her chance. “I’ve only been with you, Mistress.”
Kendra laughed. “You mean the other night? That wasn’t even close to what I want to do with you right now.” Kendra’s hands finally slid up over Sophie’s tits and squeezed gently, bringing a moan from her lips. Kendra’s fingertips grazed over Sophie’s nipples, then began to pinch and pull at them. Sophie’s moans grew louder as the pleasure seemed to shoot straight to her clit, causing the small bundle to throb.
“I’m going to take you to bed, now, Sophie,” Kendra said. “Do you want to fuck me?”
“Yes, Mistress,” Sophie whispered breathlessly.
Kendra turned her around and pulled Sophie into her arms. She leaned in close and before Sophie could think about it, their lips were pressed together. Kendra’s kiss was soft, her lips gliding pleasantly over Sophie’s. When she parted Sophie’s lips and slid her tongue into her mouth, Sophie whimpered and leaned into the kiss. Her head was reeling at the slow, burning intensity of the embrace. As their tongues moved together, tasting each other, and exploring within each other’s mouths, Sophie slid her hands up Kendra’s back and pulled the other woman even closer. Their breasts pressed together and Sophie revelled in the feeling of Kendra’s nipples rubbing against hers.
The kiss seemed to go on endlessly, until Kendra finally pulled her mouth from Sophie’s. They stared into each other’s eyes for a moment. Then Kendra took Sophie’s hand and led her into the bedroom. When they reached the bed, Kendra stepped away from Sophie and finished stripping. Sophie let her eyes roam over Kendra’s perfect body. Her breasts weren’t too large, but they were round and firm and the nipples stood erect. Her waist was tiny and flared out into her soft hips. Between her legs, there was no hair at all. Sophie had never seen a woman shaved before.
Sophie was suddenly self-conscious. Compared to Kendra’s perfection, she was dumpy and plain. She bowed her head as a tear squeezed out the corner of her eye.
“Sophie?” Kendra asked. She reached out and touched Sophie’s chin, gently forcing her gaze upward again. “What’s wrong?”
“’re so beautiful,” Sophie whispered. “And I’m not.”
Kendra slid her arms around Sophie and kissed her again. “Sophie, I am standing naked in front of you, asking you to make love with me. I wouldn’t be doing that if I didn’t think you were stunning.”
Kendra placed a finger against Sophie’s lips, stopping her protest. She replaced her finger with her own lips and kissed her passionately. Then she pulled away and climbed onto the bed, patting the spot beside her. “Now get up here. You owe me an orgasm.”

Sunday, 21 April 2013

Sinful Sunday with Elyzabeth M. VaLey

Elyzabeth M. VaLey is my guest today for Sinful Sunday, with lots of naughty things to say about her book. Enjoy!

The question here isn't what's sinful about A Dragon's Heart, A Demon's Blood? It's "What's not sinful about it?" *grin*

I know what you're thinking: there are a lot of sins. Greed, wrath, envy, pride, gluttony, lust... and I can't have touched all of them, right? Well, maybe I did. *grin* After all, Demons play an important part in my story, and you know how *they* are. Oh, and Dragons, aren't as good as they're cut out to be, let me tell you.

But, I know the sin you're most interested in. No, no, don't deny it. Lust. *nods* There's plenty of that in this story (along with action, suspense and of course, love -- wouldn't be a romance if not).

Anyway, back to lust. I'm going to give you the three examples of the lust you can find in A Dragon's Heart, A Demon's Blood.  *clears voice*

1. Adrian Ormonde: Longish dark hair, green eyes, sensual smile, 6 foot 5, a hard body made for licking and touching get the picture, no?

2. A menage...or two: MFM or MMF or...allow me to quote Victoria: "[...] stop arguing and please explain why the only thing going through my mind is being sandwiched stark naked between you two."

3. In the shower or on the couch or... There are 3 different realms in A Dragon's Heart, A Demon's Blood: Dragon, Demon, and Earth. So many places to discover the pleasures of the flesh, don't you agree?

He is a shadow in the dark, smelling your scent and sensing your fear...

Legendary bounty hunter Adrian Ormonde is no ordinary man.. his life is filled with secrets and questions, blood and lust. His only concern for 150 years has been survival and discovering the truth behind his demon-dragon nature.

Until he meets his new assignment: Victoria Green.

Victoria Green has felt eyes watching her every move ever since she can remember. Then, Adrian appears. The eyes vanish but new dangers arise as she falls for the mysterious hunter. Cast into an ancient conflict between dragons and demons, Victoria must trust Adrian's skill to be enough to protect her from both the outside world and that which grows within her.

Chance brought them together but will love and passion be enough to keep them joined? Or will the other forces at play in the dragon-demon worlds destroy them forever?

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Glimpsing at the tent in his jeans, she gasped.
In an instant, he was upon her, his mouth devouring hers and making her legs weak.
“You make me lose control, sweetheart, and I’ll be damned if that hasn’t happened in years.”

His hands slid down her waist over her hip and onto her thigh. Her breath hitched as she searched Adrian’s dark eyes.
“Already, you ask?” He sneered, his calloused fingers rising higher and caressing the junction between her legs. His fingertips skimmed over her labia, finding her wet entrance. His grin became smug. Adrian’s nostrils flared and his eyes flashed red as he dipped two fingers inside her, wringing out a breath she’d not been aware of holding.
“You’re already wet for me, sweetheart.”
Bringing his lips down to her, he stole another short kiss that had her whimpering against him.
She hugged him, bringing him closer and searching for his warm touch again. His eyes scanned her face, his gaze softening.
“You don’t want this, sweetheart.”
“Yes, yes I do,” she replied pushing herself against his hand. His thumb brushed over her clit. Victoria tensed. Her orgasm hung from a cliff, ready to fall.
“I do want it.”
Tangling her fingers in his hair, she pulled him to her mouth, teasing the seams with her tongue. He groaned and she tasted him with longing.  Sucking on his tongue, she made love to it as he pleasured her with his fingers. Her body became a mass of over-sensitized sparks as he coordinated his thumb with his seesawing digits. His hand on her waist, held her in place as she humped against him.
“Come on, sweetheart.”
His husky baritone triggered her release. Victoria cried out, her pussy convulsing in short waves, hot liquid dripping onto Adrian’s fingers. Her towel fell to a heap on the floor as she lost control, the cool breeze doing little to soothe her heated skin. She wanted more. She wanted all of him.
Victoria moved to embrace him but he stepped away from her. Drawing his fingers into his mouth, he briefly closed his eyes emitting a barely audible sound of pleasure. When he opened them again, she gasped. Red sparks danced in his green depths.
“No, Victoria. You don’t want this.”
Shaking his head, he turned around and strode out of the room. Victoria stood rooted to the spot, watching in shock as he left the apartment, the main door slamming shut. Tears dampened her vision. Picking up the t-shirt he’d given her, she put it on. More tears trailed down her cheeks as the smell of detergent mingled with his scent. Taking a deep breath, she hastily brushed them away.
“Get a grip, Vicky.”
Wrapping the discarded towel around her wet hair, she strode to the kitchen, her stomach growling. She didn’t think she’d find anything edible in the small kitchen, but luckily Adrian kept a box of cereal and a few cartons of unopened milk.  Digging into the meal, she shivered slightly as an unsettling feeling grew in her chest. The watchful eyes were back.

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Thursday, 18 April 2013

Follow This! or Follow Me! or Don't. But I'm Still Going to Tell You About My New Book

So I don't have a guest for Follow This! today, so I thought I'd feature myself instead! It is my blog after all and I am entitled to a little narcissistic self-indulgence now and again.

Why am I so excited and willing to hijack space on my own blog? My latest book went up for pre-order on Wednesday! It's the third book in my Hedon Falls Series, and it tells the story of Sophie, a young woman who is unemployed and running out of resources. She manages to land a job as a housekeeper for a movie star and her CEO hubby. But she ends up taking care of much more than the house, for both of them.

Kendra, the movie star, is bisexual, but hasn't been with a woman since her marriage. She's attracted to Sophie and eventually succumbs to her temptation.

Jack, the hubby, is a Dom, but Kendra isn't submissive at all. But he soon discovers that Sophie is, and he soon finds himself unable to resist her.

Oh, plus there's Sophie's psycho ex who can't take a hint.

I've seen a lot in some of my Facebook groups about couples who aren't satisfied with their sex lives, and in a lot of cases it seemed to be due to one partner having an interest/kink/fetish that the other wasn't into and wasn't interested in exploring. I thought that maybe that's why some people end up cheating - because their desires for something else end up overriding their common sense, even if they love their spouse. Sometimes a person isn't comfortable discussing their desires for fear their partner will think them to freaky. But even when the communication is there, it's not something that can be incorporated.

So my book explores that a little. Plus I thought it would be an interesting story to have a husband and wife who end up cheating on each other, but with the same person. I think it turned out rather well, and my opinion is not biased at all. But I hope that you'll enjoy reading it as much as I enjoyed writing it!

Available for pre-order! Release date April 27.

Friday, 12 April 2013

Follow This! Tara Rose

Howdy! Today the lovely Tara Rose (who is really an awesome person, and has been super helpful for me while I work through editing) is returning with some information about her newest release (available today!), Tempting Their Racy Shrink. Wow! Her Racy Nights series is shaping up to be super hot, with three books out, and a bunch more on the way. This woman has been writing her ass off! Anyway, here's the good stuff on her new book!


Psychologist Julie Carruthers has had secret fantasies of being spanked for most of her adult life, and they’ve starred Dom Maddox McCree and Detective Sean Brennan. When she becomes involved with both of them, they help her explore her fantasies, and unleash the passionate woman hiding behind her straitlaced image.
Maddox McCree has spent years building up a reputation in Racy, but it’s all a sham. He’s lonely, and he uses his private dungeon as an excuse to hide from his past. Can Julie help him overcome the hurt and betrayal he can’t let go of?
Detective Sean Brennan gave his heart away once and it almost cost him his life. But he can’t resist Julie for long, and willingly shares her with Maddox rather than lose her. When his past catches up with him, he might lose Julie forever to a dangerous enemy out for revenge.
“I’ve been thinking about this ripe, wet hot pussy, and how much I want to suck it and lick it, and fuck it silly with my fingers and my dick.”
“Oh please…”
“Don’t worry. I’ll give you everything you want.” He began to unbutton her top with his other hand, and Julie just gave over and melted into his touch. He took his time with the buttons, while his other hand continued to gently tease her toward orgasm. “I know something you want, Julie.”
“Yes…” She could hardly form a coherent thought.
“Something dark and decadent and secret.”
“Oh…” That voice. It did things to her senses that she couldn’t even comprehend.
“But first I think we’ll play with one of the toys I sent you.” He took his fingers out of her pussy and rose. She watched him walk to where he’d placed the bag, pick it up, and walk back toward her. He moved like a jungle cat stalking its prey. That’s what Julie wanted to be—his prey. She wanted him to capture her and devour her with his hands, his mouth, and his cock.
He placed the bag on the floor next to them and pulled out the blindfold. She gasped slightly as he asked her to turn around. Once she did, he placed it around her head and then whispered close to her ear. “You remember your safe word, right?”
“Yes, Sir. It’s ‘red.’”
“Good girl.” He reached around and finished unbuttoning her top, and then gently took it off. “Very nice, Julie. I love the corset. Now stand up.”
He helped her do so, and when he pulled down the skirt she moaned. “Oh, Julie…you’ve outdone yourself with this outfit. It’s perfect.”
“Thank you, Sir.”
He kissed each ass cheek, and then removed her panties and helped her step out of them. Running his hands up the backs of her legs, he spread her ass cheeks and trailed his tongue over the opening to her anus. Julie cried out in surprise and pleasure. “I have a surprise for you, Julie.”
She wasn’t sure what he meant, but she hoped it involved more of his tongue on her body.
“It involves a fantasy of yours. Something I recently found out you’d like to try.”
Something in the tone of his voice made her pulse quicken and a quick jolt of anticipation course through her. Sean’s words on Thursday came back to her. “You want us both to lick you, and kiss you, and suck you.” But Maddox couldn’t possibly know about that. Unless Sean had told him.
“Would you like to know what it is, Julie?”
“Yes, Sir.” Her voice shook. She suddenly didn’t want to know, but how could she tell him that?
“Then come with me.” He took her hand, which was slightly damp now, and led her across the room. Her knees touched what felt like a mattress. “We’re at my bed. Turn around and sit down, Julie. You’re okay.”
“All right.” She wasn’t okay. She was tingling with anxiety and had a strong premonition they weren’t alone in the room. When she caught the scent of Sean’s cologne she swiveled her head around, which immediately made her feel ridiculous as she was blindfolded and couldn’t see a damn thing. As she reached up to take it off, strong hands caught hers.
“It’s all right, Julie. No one is going to hurt you.” Maddox’s voice held a note of worry, and Julie was more afraid of that than anything. He let go of her arms and took one hand in his. “Relax your arm.” She forced herself to stay calm as Maddox took her hand and ran it over the unmistakable bulge of a dick encased in leather. She gasped slightly. When he took her other one and did the same to his erection, she knew she’d been right.
“Yes, I’m here, too. It’s okay, Julie.” Sean’s voice was warm and sexy.
“Oh, shit.”
“Julie, it’s all right.” He sat next to her on the bed and took off her blindfold. “We wanted to give you this. We both did.”
She glanced from one man to the other, searching their faces. “Are you sure?” she whispered. “Are you both sure?”
“Julie, I’ve never been more sure of anything,” said Sean. His eyes danced with light reflected from the candles in the room.
“Now, be a good girl and put this back on.” Maddox took the blindfold from Sean, winked at her, and then placed it back on her head. “Or we’ll both have to spank you.”
“Oh, God,” she whispered.
Maddox chuckled. “I think she’d like that.”
“I would.” She wanted to clamp a hand over her mouth. It had just slipped out.
“Well,” said Sean, his voice full of playfulness, “we can’t deny her that, can we?”
“No. Absolutely not.” Julie heard movement and then felt something heavy dent the mattress. “Come over here, Julie.” Maddox took her arm and led her around the bed. “Crawl onto the mattress.” She did as he asked, and then he and Sean positioned her over what felt like the same curved wedge she’d imagined herself draped over the last time she’d been here.
“We’re going to tie your wrists and ankles to the wedge,” he said. “It won’t hurt, but you won’t be able to move your limbs, so make sure to use your safe word if you need it.”
Julie didn’t say anything. She couldn’t. All she could do was let the sensations wash over her as one of them fastened leather cuffs to each boot while the other man did the same to her wrists. She listened to locks snapping in place, and then her limbs were bound against the wedge.
Maddox’s voice washed over her as hands caressed her ass cheeks. “Now, this is going to sting. But I think you can handle it, Julie. Are you ready?”
“Yes, Sir.”

Wednesday, 10 April 2013

Really Random Wednesday: Will the Madness Never Cease?

You know, when I started this writing thing, I was really oblivious about a lot of stuff. Turns out writing the book is just the first part of a long, drawn out process for authors. Who knew? (All you experienced authors out there can wipe the "I told you so" looks off your faces)

So first, you have to write the book. Check.
Then submit the book and get it accepted. Check.
Do a cover questionnaire? Oh. Well, sure, I guess. Check.
Set up a webpage? And a blog? And a Twitter account? And a Facebook page? Oh, boy. I may have some time. And I'm not 100% certain how all that works. But ok. Check, check, check, and check.
Edit your book and resubmit. Check.
Keep up with your social media. Check. Sort of.
Do your final edits. Check.
Promote your book. Say what now? Let all my social media peeps know about the book, but don't be obnoxious by tweeting/blogging/status updating "BUY MY BOOK!" 24/7. Umm...check?
Let a co-worker know your pen name, have her blab it to the world, get hauled into the boss's office and told to stop writing dirty fuck books. Check.

What do you mean I have to start all over again? Commence hair-pulling now.

Don't get me wrong. I enjoy writing, and I'm glad to be able to share my work with the world, but I had no idea this would be so difficult! I was on a roll for a while, and producing books quickly, managing to complete and release two books so far this year, and have another on the way at the end of this month. It's really not too shabby.

But then stupid ambitious me decides to branch out and write a book in a completely different genre under a different name. All those steps up there? Repeat.

And this other book is really putting me through the paces. My editor hated it. Well, she didn't say that, but let's just say the subtext was strong. And now I'm pretty much re-writing the whole thing, which has put all my Siren WIP on hold for the time being. I had hoped to have another book out in June, but I just haven't been able to finish it because I'm working on this other project.

So I'd like to apologize to my readers, because after Training the Help comes out, it'll be awhile before my next book. In the meantime, I'll try to get some free reads up for you, plus I'll continue blogging, and featuring tons of fabulous authors! It's my goal to have my next Siren release in July. Keep your fingers crossed and send me your positive vibes!

Tuesday, 9 April 2013

True Confessions with Kacey Hammell

I'm happy to be sharing my blog space today with another Canadian author. We Canucks have to stick together, eh? Anyway, Kacey's got a great story for us about meeting her hubby, and a smokin' hot excerpt from her latest book, Sweetest Salvation. Enjoy!

Whenever I interview another author, I usually ask the question – was it love at first sight with your spouse? And yet, as I think about it, I’ve never been asked that question. Michelle asked me to write something personal, a funny or sexy story so I thought I’d share my first meeting with my hubs…errr, well, kind of first meeting.
Thirteen years ago we worked for the same company, and all of us were painting, moving things around for a new opening and he was up on a ladder. Of course I didn’t know he was up there, my trainer was giving me the tour since I was new and I was processing a lot of info. I knew my trainer from a mutual friend so we had an easy camaraderie and were joking around and laughing a lot. She mentioned hot guys, which I wanted no part of since the last relationship I was in at that point was very difficult and the last thing I was even thinking about was the opposite sex. But considering she was younger than I was, didn’t know my history, she continued on and told me about this pretty hot guy who a lot of girl’s were checking out. Then she pointed up…like a crazy person (so I thought), I looked up.
All I could see was a man’s ass staring down at me from his perch on a ladder.  I will admit, it was a very fine tush encased in black jeans…I stared. I mean, I wasn’t looking for another guy in my life but I wasn’t dead—I had to enjoy the scenery. I stared awhile.
Until he looked down. Right down at me staring up at him. Being a redhead you can imagine just how scarlet my face went, and then he had the audacity—in my embarrassment—to wave!!! The dastardly man! I immediately turned away and tried to go about my business but geez talk about awkward. LOL
In the end, however, that day passed and I avoided him as much as possible – until a week later when he approached me in the staff room and said we should have coffee…since I’d checked him out and all. Needless to say it was a long time before I stopped blushing but we developed a great friendship which led to more and we’ve been married eleven years.
So while it wasn’t his eyes, button nose, or sexy smile that first captured my attention, in the end I found the greatest love of my life…it was just ass first!! ROFL.

Sweetest Salvation
Contemporary Erotic Romance/Light Bondage
Content Warning: Contains Voyeurism, Spanking, Multiple Partners
ISBN: 978-1-77130-330-9
Available at Evernight Publishing / (more links below)
*An Evernight Publishing Editor’s Pick*

After the deaths of her husband and child, tragedies that she blames herself for, Andrea “Andy” Sheaver has shut herself off from the world. The only place she finds any relief from her shattered heart is Club Splendor, where she and her husband often frequented together.  There, Andy submits to pleasure and pain in situations so her grief is forgotten for a little while.
But Hunter Sullivan won’t stand idly by and watch Andy self-destruct. A friend of her husband, and the owner of Club Splendor, Hunter has kept his love for Andy hidden for years. He refuses to think of her at the club, cold and detached as she’s become, looking for an easy fix to take away the pain in her heart.  Hunter wants her to vibrant in life again and sets out to prove he is exactly who she needs.

Excerpt © Kacey Hammell, 2013
“Mr. Sullivan is waiting for you. He said you’d know where to go.” He smiled and winked.
Cheeks on fire, she gave him a small nod and walked ahead. She moved into the bar area and looked around. The place was packed tonight.
There were a few people she recognized, but most were new faces. Hunter’s business was certainly thriving.
Bridget caught sight of her and waved. Andy did the same and turned to the left, down the hall that would take her to room fourteen and Hunter.
Movement caught the corner of her eye, and she looked to her right. At a table in the far corner, Paige and Nolan sat with another couple. She missed a step, but gained her balance again. She hadn’t thought about seeing them again. Paige waved and her husband smiled bright.
The couple’s kindness and understanding arced across the room. Andy smiled and waved back. They’d been there for her the other night. She’d be forever grateful for it.
Reaching the room, she took a deep breath and knocked. Hearing Hunter’s gruff, “Come in,” she turned the knob.
The room, similar to the one she’d used the other night, had a warmer feel to it. The fireplace ablaze, the heat of it welcomed her.
Andy’s gaze swept the room. Furnished with a full living room set, she loved the royal purple and black colors of the furniture and curtains than anything else. This room conveyed privacy and self-indulgence. Her heart rate increased just thinking of all that might have been done in this room.
It was made for sex. Especially with a glass display case that took up the most of wall. Inside were dildos, anal plugs, collars, floggers, cock rings and more toys of pleasure.
Andy’s gaze landed on Hunter where he sat in the center of the couch, arms stretched over the back of it.
“Hi, sweetheart.”
Her gaze narrowed on his and she shut the door behind her. “Don’t you sweetheart me, Hunter. And get that look off your face.”
“What look?”
“That self-righteous look. I might be here, but not for the reasons you think.”
“Then why are you here?” he questioned, his gaze unwavering.
“I wanted to tell you in person that your idea isn’t going to happen. We’ve been… friends too long. You’re Patrick’s best friend. It’s all kinds of wrong.”
He leaned forward, arms resting on his powerful thighs.
His red t-shirt molded his shoulders and the cuffs of the arms looked snug around his biceps. Damn him for being in such great shape.
She shivered, nipples tightening. She needed to get away from him.
“There, I’ve said all I have to say. Goodbye,” she muttered, and turned back toward the door.
Hunter was quickly behind her, arms encasing her as his palms pressed against the door and preventing her retreat.
His breath was warm against her ear. Andy wished she’d left her hair down. At least she wouldn’t be able to feel his breath on her neck.
A shudder ran through her. “Let me out, Hunter. I need to leave.”
“Why? You were so desperate to remain a member and be here the other night. I’m simply offering a safer solution. Me instead of strangers,” he rasped against her ear.
“I don’t have to worry about much with strangers. At least they aren’t people I have to see after the sex is over.”
Hunter pressed in closer behind her, which pushed her farther against the door. She’d always been claustrophobic. And right now, being caged in by this man, made it even harder to breathe than if she was locked in a closet. His chest was firm against her, his mouth against her ear, and his hoarse voice soft.
Her thighs rubbed together and her clit chafed against her thong. The string along her ass was snug. All she had to do was turn around and take what he offered. She wanted a cock inside her.
Dear lord, this was Hunter.
Could she step over the invisible line and take what he offered?
He was attractive, always had been to her. Hell, she’d only been married, not dead. She appreciated a gorgeous man when she saw him.
Hunter always treated with her respect and friendship. She didn’t know how much he dated but had heard women at the club mention his prowess in the bedroom. He could probably give her everything she needed. There would be a sense of safety with him at least.
And her body’s reaction to him today, while surprising, knew what it wanted. While she was sure it was a bad idea for them to journey down this path, she was overwhelmed by the sudden realization that not just any cock would do.
She wanted Hunter. Wanted only him inside her.
Her breath hitched and her lungs filled, making it hard to breathe. No, she didn`t have the courage to give into this man.
She needed to get out of this room and away from him. Grabbing the doorknob once more, Andy yanked.
Hunter’s palms never moved from the door, but in her hasty movements, his chest aligned tighter against her back.
Pressed against the door, she turned her head, her right cheek resting on it as her breasts pushed against her bra. The hard surface scraped against her clothing, which abraded her nipples. The urge to purr and rub against the wood was overwhelming.
Hunter’s body pressed against her; the cock cradling her ass told her that he was just as affected as she. His length was hard, solid. His hips dipped and shoved against the crack of her ass.
“Andy,” he whispered in her ear.
She closed her eyes, willed herself to push back against him until he let her go.
Her eyes opened when she realized her hips moved against his. Her pussy quivered and her stomach clenched. There was no sense in fighting a losing battle. She wanted him.

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Canadian author, Kacey Hammell is a multi-published erotic romance author who writes mainly in the Contemporary Erotic/Romantic Suspense genres.  She is a true romantic at heart.

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Friday, 5 April 2013

Follow This! Jess Buffet

Today I have the wonderful Jess Buffet visiting! Her book, The Kayan's Mage, is a unique new take on wolf-shifters. Plus some HOT MM interaction! Read on!

What got you started in writing? 
Apart from my addiction to romance stories, it was probably when I had to have surgery on my spine. Stuck in bed for so long, I had read all the books I had and my hubby suggested I try writing my own stories. I was forever telling him about these really good ideas, that I wished other authors would use so he told me to try. Honestly I didn’t think much would come from it, but now here I am with one book out and at least three more on their way within the next two months.

How did you feel when you got that first acceptance?  
Shock. I didn’t quite believe it at first. I had to get someone to read it for me. Then you couldn’t shut me up about it. Lol.

What’s your biggest challenge as a brand new author?   
Getting out there and getting noticed. Thankfully I’ve made some pretty terrific friends, other authors who have been where I am, that are helping me out.

What’s next for you?
Hunter Clan 2 – Riley’s Vampire Prince is out May 28th and Hunter Clan 3 is on the way. Plus I have another M/M due out May 4th with Silver Publishing titled Always Been You, a M/F also with Silver titled Cowboy’s Chocolate Roses.   

Tell us about your newest release
Hunter Clan 1 – The Kayan’s Mage is the first book in a M/M paranormal series set on the Central Coast of New South Wales in Australia. My home. The Clan is like a pack, they are wolf-shifters led by their Kayan, Jake Hunter.

I’ve used a range of different terms for my book. There are so many great books out there that I knew I’d have to do something different to catch people’s attention. So, in my book you won’t find a Pack, Alpha, Beta and enforcers, instead you’ll find a Clan, Kayan, Yabyu and Ishads which comes from Turkish history.
The other main character is Sawyer McLeod, an elemental Mage with a few issues, a connection to recent attacks, and a mean right hook when you piss him off. In Sawyer’s own words “That’s right, bitch. This twink fights back!”

Blurb –
Sawyer McLeod lost his family and his entire Guild, except his twin, seven years ago. Now almost twenty-one, he is coming to the age to receive his abilities as a Mage. Unfortunately there are others who will stop at nothing to see the brother’s don’t survive that long.

When Jake Hunter, Kayan for a Clan of Wolf Shifters living in Australia, finally finds his true-mate he doesn’t expect it to be in the midst of a brutal attack. Through omissions of truth, misunderstandings and fear, Jake struggles to prove to Sawyer that he can trust him.

When Sawyer is finally willing to give Jake a chance, a ghost from the past returns to destroy everything they have built together. Will they be able to overcome the foe long thought gone, or will it be the end for the Kayan’s Mage?

Where can fans find you?
I can be found in numerous places:
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Monday, 1 April 2013

LGBT Blog Hop

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I’m excited to be part of this blog hop because I think it’s great that someone is highlighting LGBT romance.

*steps on soapbox*
These books are great because they demonstrate that LOVE is at the heart of these relationships. Love knows no gender. And I’m a firm believer that there is no choice about who you fall in love with. If you happen to fall in love with someone of the opposite gender, that’s great. But if it’s someone of the same gender? Just as great. We are in the 21st century and the narrow definition of “family” we’ve been accustomed to just isn’t applicable anymore. A family is a group of people who love each other.
*steps off soapbox*

Okay, now that that’s said, I love romance. And for me it doesn’t matter who’s involved. I write ménage romance! It’s fun to explore the dynamics between a group of three or more people (not to mention the sex). My first book was MFM – no sexual involvement with the men. But I got to thinking that there could still be jealousy and competition and I explored that in my second book. It seemed like it would be simpler if everyone could be involved with everyone, so I wrote my third book as an FFM. I am happily married to man I love very much. But I’m bisexual and I’ll confess to missing sex with women. We have played around a bit, but I wondered what it would be like to have another woman in a relationship with us. That’s how the idea for Training the Help was born.

Training the Help is being released on April 27, and I’m thrilled to unveil the cover, blurb, and an exclusive excerpt as part of this blog hop. I hope you enjoy it! To say thank you for stopping by, I’m giving away an ebook! Use the rafflecopter below to enter. Then, hop around to all the other hop participants and check out their work, too. There’s another rafflecopter for the grand prize, so make sure you enter that too.

Unemployed and running out of resources, Sophie LaPlante is desperate for a job, when the perfect one appears before her. A wealthy couple from Hedon Falls requires a live-in housekeeper, and Sophie is just what they’re looking for.

Jack Sullivan, a powerful CEO and Dom, is married to actress Kendra Hughes.  He immediately senses submissive tendencies in his new housekeeper. His wife can never be the sub he needs, so while Kendra is away on a film shoot, he begins to train Sophie. When Kendra returns, she joins the training to explore her own Dominant desires. While their sessions were not intended to involve sex, they find themselves fighting a losing battle against their mutual attraction.

The three of them are caught up in a web of lust, guilt, and infidelity, all complicated by an ex-boyfriend who can’t leave Sophie alone.

Sophie loved the feel of Kendra’s breasts and nipples and she paid quite a lot of attention to them. She had never been with a woman and tits fascinated her. She bent her head to lick at the hard tips, smiling when Kendra moaned and grabbed her hair, forcing her closer. Sophie sucked the nipple up into her mouth while she pinched the other one between her fingers. Then she switched.
“Sophie,” Kendra said softly and pulled on her hair to raise her up.
“Yes, Mistress?” Sophie said, looking up into Kendra’s beautiful blue eyes.
“You’re amazing.” Sophie smiled widely, feeling a glow within her at the praise. “I want us to come together. Lie on your back again.”
Sophie did as she was told. Kendra straddled her again, facing her feet this time. She bent over on all fours and backed up until her pussy was just above Sophie’s face. Sophie inhaled deeply, the musky scent arousing her. She remembered sucking her own juices off Kendra’s fingers and wanted to taste her. She darted her tongue out and ran it across Kendra’s lips. The other woman shuddered and buried her own face between Sophie’s legs. Sophie cried out as Kendra began licking her clit. She almost forgot about the pussy above her until Kendra cried, “Lick my pussy, sub!”
Sophie answered by lifting her head and burying her tongue into Kendra’s cunt. She could feel the erect bud at the top of Kendra’s slit and focused her efforts there. When Kendra moaned against her pussy, Sophie shivered. She licked as quickly as she could, trying to match the rhythm of Kendra’s tongue in her own slit. The pleasure was unbelievable. When a man went down on her, no matter how recently shaved, his skin seemed rough, but Kendra’s mouth was soft and warm and smooth. And it felt fucking fantastic. Sophie remembered how good it felt when she had a finger in her pussy as she was being licked. She moved her hand up and tentatively slid a finger into Kendra’s cunt.
“Yes!” she cried. “Oh, Sophie, fuck me!”
Clearly she was doing something right, so Sophie slid another finger in to join the first and began pumping her fingers in and out in time with her tongue. Kendra did the same thing to her and Sophie could feel another orgasm building up in her. She lost track of what she was doing, and in desperation, latched onto Kendra’s clit with her lips, sucking the hard little bud.

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