Showing posts with label #eroticcravings. Show all posts
Showing posts with label #eroticcravings. Show all posts

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

Learn About My @EroticCravings Friend - Mia Downing

Five Things You May Not Know About Mia Downing...

  
So Mia, tell me about the skeletons you have in your closet?

 I don't have enough skeletons in my closet to surprise the world. But I do have a few neat things you may not know. I'm going to do five writing things and five personal things.

Writing:
1) I don't write scenes in order. I write the beginning, then the ending, then fill in the middle. Scenes are all out of order and come when the muse strikes.

2) I wrote my first story in 4th grade when I wrote the sequel to Mrs. Frisby and the Rats of NIMH. I didn't like how the book ended and I wanted more, so I filled a spiral notebook with a really neat story.

3) I didn't always write erotic romance. My first penned romances were historicals and they were quite unsexy. I also have a few unsexy contemporaries in boxes under my bed.

4) I have my fingers in many areas of the publishing world. I was a technical writer and an editor before I published my first fiction novel.

5) I let my editor, Diana Carlile, have #5 because I got stuck. She said you'd find it interesting that I do write to a playlist (certain songs for certain characters) and I like to torture my characters. I think she means with conflict, though there are a few heroes I've written I'd love to tie to my bedpost and torture with kisses... Anyway. That's two things, but she's the boss so she gets to say whatever she likes.

Personal things:
1) I have SLE (Systemic Lupus Erythematosus) which is an autoimmune disorder where the immune system attacks healthy cells in your body. I have been diagnosed since 1997 and have both skin and major organ involvement. To read more, visit The Lupus Foundation of America.

2) I am scared of heights. I hate the glass elevator in the mall and my kids laugh when I hide in the corner with my face stuffed toward the metal side.

3) I worked in a restaurant as a line chef for 2 years. My family won't eat any of the recipes I can make.

4) I am not a big fan of movies. I go to one or two a year. That means I have to work harder scoping out the hot male actors.

5) Neither my husband or I wear a wedding ring (I do have a beautiful ring, though.) A ring is a safety hazard in both of our day jobs. Both of us know people in our professions who have lost their ring finger in an accident.  :-O I wear mine for special occasions and when we go out.

What about you? Is there anything you want to share? :-) Don't be shy!



Thanks for sharing Mia and visit her blog to learn more about her  http://miadowning.blogspot.com



Anita

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Angel's Addiction - Free on Amazon

Smokin’ hot body, a voice that sends shivers down your spine, then top it off with an empathic ability to sense your every desire… Everyone has a rock star fantasy, right?  Take a peek at my new release Angel’s Addiction.




Lustful addiction to an empathic rock star leads to love and deadly games…

His angel...

Gabriella Blanchett can't seem to resist the addictive lure of another pleasure-filled night with the smoldering rock star. He'd be perfect except for the sudden and mysterious disappearances in the middle of the night. His ability to sense her every need, coupled with the secrets he harbors, leave her head spinning, her body humming, and her heart in jeopardy.

Her addiction...

Rock star Auro Moretti tours the world with a goal that's two-fold. He hopes his music is inspiring, but as an empath, he also heals tortured young souls in the audience with his gypsy gift. Protecting his family's secret and Romani heritage proves as difficult a task as keeping Gabriella in his bed.

She fills his soul with light...he feeds her craving for love...and a stalker threatens to destroy both.

Excerpt:
     I peered around the corner into the kitchenette area. Auro stood with his back to me, and I took a moment to appreciate the view. He’d drug on a pair of soft well-worn jeans. The fabric molded his ass in a way that had me drooling. He hadn’t bothered with a shirt, and muscles played across his back when he leaned forward and laid a single red rose on the room service tray.
     Preoccupied with his task, he quietly sang a tune I didn’t recognize. The sound of his voice had me wet in five seconds flat. I’m so easy.
     I slipped behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. “Mmm, morning.” I slid the long silky strands of his hair over so I could kiss where my lips met his spine. The deep rumble of his chuckle tickled my cheek as I snuggled against his warmth. 
     “Try afternoon, cara, it is after three. I was just coming to bring you something to eat and find out your plans for this evening. I had hoped to wake you in a completely different manner, but this works almost as well.” 
     He turned in my arms, tightened his hold, and lowered his head to brush his lips across my mouth. And there it was…the euphoric feeling of his kiss. The fix I needed from my drug of choice—Auro. It hit my system with enough punch, my knees weakened. I steadied myself by grasping his shoulders, leaning my full weight against his tension-filled frame. 
     “Sorry to spoil your fun. How can I make it up to you?” I murmured against his lips. Heat flashed in his gaze, and I slowly lowered myself to my knees.

Want more?  You can find it here :)  http://amzn.com/B00FZ1O1HM
I would love to hear from you. Shoot me an e-mail at nese@neselane.com
or cruise over to my website http://neselane.com/

Saturday, December 14, 2013

Did You Make Santa's Naughty List





Making Santa’s Naughty List…ever wonder if your thoughts or actions have landed you on that infamous scroll?  If your answer is no, don’t get your tinsel in a tangle, here are a couple of fun ideas to have Santa contemplating a switch for you next year.

Okay, picture this.  You’re at the local coffee house kicked back enjoying your favorite latte or Frappuccino.  You scan the room and your breath catches at the extremely attractive person standing in line.  Close your eyes and picture that person in the throes of a climax.
You’ll be amazed at how your pulse will speed up and your breathing will deepen.  It’s just a fantasy folks, now take that feeling and use it. Endorphins make everything merry and bright :)

Later, you’re sitting at the computer scanning the internet.  The house is quiet and you’ve covered your inbox and other pertinent chores.  Force your mouse to the incognito setting and pull up a search box.  Type in the one sexual fantasy you’ve never had the nerve to share, with anyone. Your palms will sweat as you hover over the search button.  The bottom drops out of your stomach as you click…

Today’s world is all about instant gratification. I’m all for gratification, but take the time to treat yourself to a little fantasy every now and then.  Let the heat build and soon you’ll have more than visions of sugar plums dancing in your head as you sleep.  And remember…Santa is very jolly because he knows where all of the Naughty folks live – especially since he only comes once a year!

*Snort* I can’t believe I went there. Okay, yes I can.  Everyone please have a Happy and Very Naughty Christmas.

Nese Lane
Erotic Romance with a little bit of edge.
I almost forgot the most important part.  Prizes! For a chance to win a digital copy of Angel’s Addiction please leave a comment.  The grand prize is a $50.00 Amazon or Barnes & Noble gift card so follow the Rafflecopter for your chance to win!

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Smokin’ hot body, a voice that sends shivers down your spine, then top it off with an empathic ability to sense your every desire… Everyone has a rock star fantasy, right?  Take a peek at my new release Angel’s Addiction.



Lustful addiction to an empathic rock star leads to love and deadly games…

His angel...

Gabriella Blanchett can't seem to resist the addictive lure of another pleasure-filled night with the smoldering rock star. He'd be perfect except for the sudden and mysterious disappearances in the middle of the night. His ability to sense her every need, coupled with the secrets he harbors, leave her head spinning, her body humming, and her heart in jeopardy.

Her addiction...

Rock star Auro Moretti tours the world with a goal that's two-fold. He hopes his music is inspiring, but as an empath, he also heals tortured young souls in the audience with his gypsy gift. Protecting his family's secret and Romani heritage proves as difficult a task as keeping Gabriella in his bed.

She fills his soul with light...he feeds her craving for love...and a stalker threatens to destroy both.

Excerpt:
     I peered around the corner into the kitchenette area. Auro stood with his back to me, and I took a moment to appreciate the view. He’d drug on a pair of soft well-worn jeans. The fabric molded his ass in a way that had me drooling. He hadn’t bothered with a shirt, and muscles played across his back when he leaned forward and laid a single red rose on the room service tray.
     Preoccupied with his task, he quietly sang a tune I didn’t recognize. The sound of his voice had me wet in five seconds flat. I’m so easy.
     I slipped behind him and wrapped my arms around his waist. “Mmm, morning.” I slid the long silky strands of his hair over so I could kiss where my lips met his spine. The deep rumble of his chuckle tickled my cheek as I snuggled against his warmth. 
     “Try afternoon, cara, it is after three. I was just coming to bring you something to eat and find out your plans for this evening. I had hoped to wake you in a completely different manner, but this works almost as well.” 
     He turned in my arms, tightened his hold, and lowered his head to brush his lips across my mouth. And there it was…the euphoric feeling of his kiss. The fix I needed from my drug of choice—Auro. It hit my system with enough punch, my knees weakened. I steadied myself by grasping his shoulders, leaning my full weight against his tension-filled frame. 
     “Sorry to spoil your fun. How can I make it up to you?” I murmured against his lips. Heat flashed in his gaze, and I slowly lowered myself to my knees.

Want more?  You can find it here :)  http://amzn.com/B00FZ1O1HM
I would love to hear from you. Shoot me an e-mail at nese@neselane.com
or cruise over to my website http://neselane.com/


Don't forget to stop here every day from December 9 – 16 for another post and another chance to win! I hope you have lots of fun Making Santa’s Naughty List!
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Tuesday, December 10, 2013

How did Mistletoe come to mean a kiss?




Although many sources say that kissing under the mistletoe is an English custom, there's another explanation for its origin. In Norse mythology there is a story of a loving, if overprotective, mother.


Frigga was mother to the Norse god Balder, the best loved of all the gods. Frigga was the goddess of love and beauty and she loved her son. To ensure no harm would come to him, she went through the world securing promises from everything that sprang from the four elements--fire, water, air, and earth--that they would not harm her beloved Balder.

Leave it to Loki, a mischievous spirit, to find the loophole. Mistletoe and an arrow made from its wood. To make the prank even nastier, he took the arrow to Hoder, Balder's brother, who was blind. Guiding Holder's hand, Loki directed the arrow at Balder's heart and Balder fell dead.
Frigga's tears became the mistletoe's white berries. In the version of the story with a happy ending, Balder is restored to life and Frigga is so grateful that she reverses the murderous reputation of Mistletoe, making it a symbol of love and promising to bestow a kiss upon anyone who passes under it.

So hang some mistletoe and pucker up!

Information gleaned from numerous online searches for mistletoe lore.

 Now for a naughty excerpt from the Naughty List.





T’was a week before Christmas and Mrs. Claus conspires. Proposition Jack Frost to give Santa his greatest desire…

The deviant Dominant Jack Frost can be good…very good. But for being so good at being so bad, Santa keeps him on the naughty list. What would Jack do to get on the good list? Kidnap Santa? With the help of Mrs. Claus, Jack could force Santa’s submission and give him the one thing he’s always wanted—to be on the naughty list himself. Then Jack could show Santa just how very good he can be.

Adult excerpt

Jack tugged on the black buckle of Santa’s belt. “Come into my workshop—my toy shop. We’re going to play.”
Adrenaline like molten lava, blazed through Santa. Jack’s workshop wasn’t like the brightly lit jovial environment where Santa and his elves put in their fifteen-hour shifts. His gaze darted around the spacious room in the secluded log cabin. Instead of rustic comfort, Jack’s lair was a den of iniquity. Tools for torturous pleasures lined wooden shelves along the wall. Chairs, benches and machines were situated around the room. Santa swallowed hard, the collar biting into his neck. His heart pounded. He’d seen this room many times in his magic snow globe—when he was checking to see if Jack were being naughty or nice. Santa fought to keep from glancing to the far corner, the corner hidden in shadow.
Santa slowed his breathing, tried to keep from becoming aroused, but he knew what hid in the darkened corner—a padded bench. A BDSM bed. Iron girders built the frame. An iron canopy offered fasteners for wicked delights. Straps, belts and bindings. Cuffs, chains and torturous tools. Would Jack leave him bound to the bench, keep him immobile while Jack sucked his dick, or fucked him with the machine. No, Santa wouldn’t be victim of Jack’s deviant machinations. Santa didn’t want to want in the corner, locked to the table, his ass exposed and the fucking machine ramming into him. But he did.
In the center of the room, Jack positioned Santa. “Don’t do this,” Santa begged.
“You’ll have to be more specific Santa.” Jack secured the O-ring connecting Santa’s cuffed hands to a steel chain. The chain was mounted to the ceiling. Jack tugged the chain, sliding the steel links through a pulley until Santa’s arms rose over his head.
Santa’s arms stretched high, muscles bunch and ripped and his wrists were bound together. His fingers were already numb. He relaxed his fisted hands and tried to calmly reason with Jack. “I can’t be more specific. What is all this tomfoolery?” He uselessly tugged on the chain. He was Jack’s hostage.
Jack smoothed his palms over the bunched muscles of Santa’s arms, along his shoulders and onto his chest, toying with the silken hairs on his pectorals. “There is more than one way to have fun. We’re going to play with my toys.” Jack dropped to his knees on the floor. He secured the leather cuff around Santa’s left ankle to the steel hook in the flooring. “Spread your legs, Santa.” He did. The click of the lock on his right ankle heightened his anxiety. “Now that I know you’ve accepted my invitation to stay, I can help you get more comfortable.”
“But I didn’t accept.”
Jack tsked. “You haven’t put up much of a fight.” Jack pivoted and took a long pair of shears from the worktable.
“I can’t fight you, Jack.”
Jack smiled. “I know. That’s what makes your submission all the sweeter.” Jack slid the edge of the sheer under Santa’s T-shirt. His stomach quivered with the touch of cold steel. The first snip echoed through the room. “Mrs. Claus told me what you were hiding under all this finery. I want to…well, I was going to say I want to see for myself. But I’m going to do more than look. I’m going to touch for myself.” Jack snipped the shirt from waist to neck. Each quick cut sent rousing frissons skittering through Santa.
Jack slipped the fabric over the hard ridge of Santa’s shoulder, his fingertips scoring Santa’s flesh. Santa sucked in a breath. His exposed skin shivered in the cool cabin air. His nipples beaded and yet he was hot. Sweat trickled along his spine. “What are you going to do to me?” Would Jack detect the thrill beneath the concern?
“Ah, Santa, you should know it’s better not to tell.” He tapped Santa’s cheek. “Half the fun is in the surprise.” Jack had unbuckled Santa’s belt in the sleigh. Now he slowly slid the leather from the loops. He snapped the belt. Santa jerked at the crack of the leather. His cock swelled, hard and pulsing against his groin.
Santa was in a quandary. He could not lie nor could he partake of the naughty pleasure Jack promised. “I want to return to my workshop. Christmas is only a week away.”
“Hmm. That poses a problem.” Jack took the shears in hand and slipped the blades into the waistband of Santa’s trousers. Cutting the fabric along Santa’s thigh, Jack stripped him of the last of his clothing. “You have nothing to wear.”
Naked with Jack. Anchored to the floor by his ankles, arms stretched toward the ceiling, collar and cock. Santa was at Jack’s mercy and a plea for more was on the tip of his tongue. “No,” he mumbled. He shook his head and slowly closed his eyes. This secret desire would destroy all he cherished. His role in the world gone for a chance to be ravished. “No.”
Jack snapped the belt across Santa’s exposed buttocks.
“No!” he bellowed, arching away from the sting.
“I told you no one will hear your cries.” Jack pulled his arm back then unleashed another powerful blow. The belt snapped, smiting Santa high on the buttocks. Muscles tensed. The chains pulled taut. Santa nearly bit his tongue as a blistering heat bloomed beneath his skin.
“If you continue to say no—” Jack crisscrossed the strikes with another. “I’ll be forced to gag you.” Jack heaved a breath and lowered his arm. “You should have rosy cheeks.” Jack slowly circled Santa, his hungry gaze eating him up. “Now you do.”
Santa dropped his head forward, feeling the pinch of the collar on his neck. The chains attached to his wrists held him up. His muscles burned and they’d only just begun. “Please.”
“Please what?” Jack closed his fist around Santa’s shaft. His fingers were strong as they squeezed and stroked. Santa was used to Abby’s feminine touch and her sex kitten ways—all the time craving something more. Craving Jack. Abby had known, had realized that like her, he wished for something more. But unlike Abby, he’d never had his wish.
Lust unfurled in Santa, washing over him and making him ache to be naughty. Could he? What would happen if Santa found himself on the naughty list? He was Santa after all. Who would tell?

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Merry Christmas and Happy New Year!
KyAnn


Friday, August 30, 2013

Yes, Master @DarahLace -- Coming Soon

My newest is up on the coming soon page at Ellora's Cave and will release on Halloween Day!

Blurb:

Tara Sherwood never dreamed she’d let a man put her in chains, call her pet and spank her into submission, or that she’d derive pleasure from punishment. But her future hangs in the balance and the choice is simple—walk away or kneel at the Master’s feet.

Inside Scoop: A morsel of decadence that will whet your appetite for whips, bondage and a Master of your own.

Woohoo! So excited!

http://www.ellorascave.com/yes-master.html


But if you can't wait... why not read Bucking Hard


Bucking Hard
from
Ellora's Cave

All her life, tomboy Bradi Kincaid has wanted two things—a career as a veterinarian in her hometown of Grayson, Texas…and Mason Montgomery. Problem is , he’s her best friend and, according to him, she’s “one of the guys”. Convinced he’ll never see her otherwise, Bradi comes up with a sure-fire plan to get over Mason—flirt a little, dance a lot and get laid.

What Mason imagines doing to Bradi is just all kinds of wrong. But the woman on the dance floor isn’t the girl he grew up with. She’s hot and sexy and turning him on. Him and every other man in the bar. She’s also had too much to drink and is unaware of the trouble she’s inviting. He does what any friend would—he steps in, then sets out to teach her a lesson.

But before the sun rises, Mason discovers Bradi has a thing or two to teach him.

Reader Advisory: This story contains spanking, biting and some tie-me-up, bucking-hard sex.

Click to Purchase or Read an Excerpt
http://www.ellorascave.com/bucking-hard.html

A story worth checking out,

Anita
www.anitaphilmar.com

Wednesday, August 21, 2013

My First Historical Western - Texas Passion

As a preview for my coming release "In Deep Water," I thought I would share an excerpt of my first historical western.


Texas Passion

by: Anita Philmar

Blurb -

After a long cattle drive to Abilene, Trent McCall just wants to unwind. But in his absence, his father's been making wedding plans...for Trent. The last thing he needs is a spoiled and pampered socialite for a wife. What he needs is a hard drink and a willing woman. An uncomplicated woman who understands a man’s need for release after a hard ride. Good thing he’s got one waiting for him.

Four years back East haven’t changed Catherine Turnberry’s mind. Her heart is set on neighboring rancher, Trent McCall. When an end-of-the-trail party threatens to put him in the arms of another woman, Catherine grabs the bull by the horns. Taking the place of the whore hired to pleasure Trent, she intends to give him a welcome he'll never forget and show him what Texas passion is all about.

Excerpt:

“Well, now, did you think I’d ever arrive?” He shut the door and tossed his hat onto the table by the door. Dark curly hair circled his head, and his dark brown eyes met hers.

“I had no doubt you’d get here eventually.” Her hands shaking, Catherine laid her book on the rocker and tried for a more seductive tone. “But I’d like to know what delayed you.”

One corner of his mouth turned up in a crooked grin, he stepped forward, and then paused. “Wait a second, don’t I know you?”

Catherine nodded and toyed with the knot holding her robe together. Should she shed her robe and try to seduce him first? Or just tell him her name?

He tilted his head slightly, and a frown formed on his lips. The subdued lighting of the lantern didn’t mask the lines marring his brow.

Apprehension slithered over her skin, and a lump the size of Texas grew in her throat. “I…uh…”

“Catherine?”

More of an accusation than a question, her name echoed in her head. “Yes, I…” She edged closer.

He shuffled backward until his back hit the door. “What the hell are you doing here?” His gaze dropped to swell of her breasts, and the cattywhumped expression on his face registered. Clarity filled her head. The man might deny it, but the heat in his eyes proved he found her appealing. Energy pulsed through her, and she untied the knot at her waist. “I decided, since we’re practically engaged, I didn’t want you sleeping with another woman.”

“Whoa, don’t even think about removing that robe.” He held out his hands to stop her, but his tongue slid over his parched lips and the blaze in his eyes sparked higher. Catherine’s confidence grew, and the doubt that had plagued her for the last few hours faded. He might resist, but she’d show him this was what they both wanted.

http://www.wilderroses.com/

Whipped Cream Reviews


"A captivating tale of seduction and love, Texas Passion, is a cute albeit too short story, but a nice summer read."

Check out the rest of the review on http://whippedcream2.blogspot.com/2011/06/texas-passion-by-anita-philmar.html?zx=2e033ec6308ca7f1


Friday, August 2, 2013

Contest at Erotic Cravings



Have you found Erotic Cravings yet? We’re eight hot authors joining together to bring you the best in Erotica and Erotic Romance. Randi Alexander, Mia Downing, Darah Lace, Nese Lane, Em Petrova, Anita Philmar, Nona Raines, and KyAnn Waters.

We’re giving away three prize packs of e-books, swag, and gift certificates. It’s easy to enter, just leave a comment and you’re entered! If you’d like to help us out, plus be the first to know about future contests, new releases, and read exclusive excerpts, we’d love to have you connect with us on our seven Erotic Cravings sites.

I fell behind the times on this and joined late -- So let me mention my free read on Amazon - Hot Prairie Nights
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But first, the prizes!

Prize Pack #1:
1 Randi Alexander - Double Her Fantasy
2 Nona Raines - His and Hers and Hers
3 Darah Lace - Saddle Broke
4 Mia Downing - Trained for Seduction
5 Em Petrova - Dallas Nights
6 KyAnn Waters - Winner's Choice of Ebook

Prize Pack #2:
1 Randi Alexander - Her Cowboy Stud
2 Nona Raines - Uncollared
3 Darah Lace - Game Night
4 Mia Downing - Ripped
5 Em Petrova - Slick Rider
6 KyAnn Waters - Winner's Choice of Ebook
7. Darah Lace - Amazon Gift Certificate

Prize Pack #3:
1 Randi Alexander - Cowboy Bad Boys
2 Nona Raines - One Good Man
3 Darah Lace - Bachelor Auction
4 Mia Downing - Exceeding Boundaries
5 Em Petrova - Swag Bag
6 KyAnn Waters - Winner's Choice of Ebook

Here’s all you need to do to win - leave a comment at each of the author’s blogs for more chances to win.

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Friday, July 19, 2013

Spy Games: Trained for Seduction by Mia Downing



Another of my erotic cravings friends.


Spy Games: Trained for Seduction (Book 1 Spy Games Series) (m/f/m)

Emma Walters didn't choose to be a spy, but when her crazy father was caught selling bombs to the wrong people, she was given a choice--become a spy or rot in jail. Her exciting new life as agent Kate Wells becomes more so when she discovers her new boss is the agent--undercover and investigating her father at the time--who took her to third base. Emma is already half in love with the dark and dangerous Chase Sanders. Kate wants nothing more than for him to finish what he started, but he's the devil incarnate. And one doesn't make deals or fall in love with the devil.

If someone had told Chase he'd fall in love with a certain virgin when he was on his last mission, he would have shot them dead, sniper style. She was nothing more than collateral damage, damn it. But watching the sexy new spy morph into a bombshell killing machine is too much to bear. So when the powers that be command him to train her in the art of seduction for her first--and possibly last--mission, he's scared witless. Making love to Kate means preparing her for sex with another man. Somehow, Chase has to find a way to get Kate in--and out--of her mission without dying. And without falling in love.

Contains: Explicit and graphic sex, light bondage, light BDSM, anal sex, sex toys, m/f/m, a hot, dominating spy boss and a spunky, bomb-making heroine.

Buy Links: Amazon B&N (available in e-book or print)

Thanks Mia for sharing,

Anita
  www.anitaphilmar.com

Monday, June 17, 2013

Erotic Cravings - Feed the Hunger



Erotic Craving is a group of eight erotic authors., we have some of the hottest books on the market.

Randi Alexander, Chase Boehner, Mia Downing, Darah Lace, Nese Lane, Anita Philmar, Nona Raines, and KyAnn Waters

I've showcased some of their books on my blog. 


Come check us out on

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Join or yahoo group http://groups.yahoo.com/group/EroticCravings/


The fun is only just beginning.


Friday, June 14, 2013

His Kind of Woman by Nona Raines


A Spring Fling from Loose Id--FREE 6/13 - 6/18

 Here is a hot deal to read on a long summer night.

Blurb for His Kind of Woman

When Roy Girard went looking for Victor Varrano, he never expected a woman to answer the door. He soon discovers that Victor is now Venetia. Roy's startled, but even more surprised by his attraction to her. As they spend time together, he doesn't want to let her go. But she's sure to dump him when she learns his secret.

Venetia's falling hard and fast for Roy. But when she learns that his brother was the bully who tormented her in high school, she's shattered. She can't wrap her head around the fact that the man who made such amazing love to her could so completely betray her trust.

Download it free today at...http://www.loose-id.com/his-kind-of-woman.html

Wednesday, May 29, 2013

Bucking Hard



Bucking Hard
from
Ellora's Cave

All her life, tomboy Bradi Kincaid has wanted two things—a career as a veterinarian in her hometown of Grayson, Texas…and Mason Montgomery. Problem is , he’s her best friend and, according to him, she’s “one of the guys”. Convinced he’ll never see her otherwise, Bradi comes up with a sure-fire plan to get over Mason—flirt a little, dance a lot and get laid.

What Mason imagines doing to Bradi is just all kinds of wrong. But the woman on the dance floor isn’t the girl he grew up with. She’s hot and sexy and turning him on. Him and every other man in the bar. She’s also had too much to drink and is unaware of the trouble she’s inviting. He does what any friend would—he steps in, then sets out to teach her a lesson.

But before the sun rises, Mason discovers Bradi has a thing or two to teach him.

Reader Advisory: This story contains spanking, biting and some tie-me-up, bucking-hard sex.

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Anita
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