Tuesday, December 22, 2009
Saturday, December 19, 2009
Welcome to your next stop on LSB's Sunday Flash Holiday Blog Tour. You should have come here from Emily Ryan-Davis' blog. To start from the beginning of the tour, go to Liquid Silver's SEx blog. Now that you've made it to stop #3, may I offer you some hot buttered rum?
Saturday, December 12, 2009
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Someone to take care of the cleaning ...
Someone to do the cooking ...
Someone to wrap all those presents ...
And someone to make you a drink after all that hard work!
One more hint for a relaxing holiday: eBooks make an easy, affordable, fun, ecological gift. ;)
Wednesday, December 9, 2009
Even a plaything can be pushed too far…
Chloe Barnes thought her marriage to a wealthy politician would be the stuff of fairy tales. Instead, he took advantage of her naiveté and used her as a plaything to fulfill his twisted sexual needs. Ten years is enough. She returns to Bellhaven Island to sell the summer cottage she inherited, hoping the money will buy her freedom—and custody of her daughters.
Fisherman Dustin McDougal never forgot the childhood crush he once had on the fairy-like Chloe. The woman she’s become has a haunted look that brings his feelings back, stronger than ever…with a mature edge. Along with all his protective instincts.
Their passion blows stronger than a Maine nor’easter, awakening Chloe to the joy of true love. Yet it may not be strong enough to free her from the past…
Warning: This title contains politicians doing all sorts of nasty things and flashbacks of male domination. It also features hot sex on a boat, hot sex in an attic, hot sex on a work bench…you get the idea
“Have you been on your boat?” Chloe asked dreamily, as Dustin ran his hands over her back.
“Had to fix a bearing. That engine’s always making some noise or other. Sometimes I think it just wants my attention.”
“I don’t blame it.” He found the lower edge of her sweater and snaked his hand under it. At the feel of his work-roughened palm on her skin, a shudder went through her. Immediately he stopped.
“Are you okay?”
“Yes! You’re not following the rules. If I want you to stop, I’ll tell you. I don’t want you to stop. As a matter of fact—” She drew away from him. “Let’s take off our clothes. Together. At the same time.”
He looked amused. “On the count of three?”
“One…” Chloe stepped out of her skirt. Underneath, she wore woolly leggings for warmth. “Two…” She started to pull off the leggings.
“Hang on! You’re getting ahead of me.” He unbuttoned his jeans, revealing boxers and a huge erection. She felt the breath leave her body.
It was a good feeling.
She put her hands to the hem of her sweater and slid it over her head. It was quickly followed by her turtleneck. She stood in front of him, wearing only her pink lace underwear, while he unbuttoned his flannel shirt. Under it, he wore a “Save the Whales” T-shirt, which she found so endearing, she laughed.
“Am I that funny-looking?” he asked with a wounded look.
“I didn’t know you were a tree-hugger.”
“Some of my best friends are trees.” There was a twinkle in his deep blue eyes that put her completely at ease. “The rest are whales.”
“I think that might be a whale in your pants.”
He waggled his eyebrows lasciviously, then laughed, an infectious chuckle that made her answer with one of her own. Never before had she laughed during sex, or the buildup to sex. Never before had she even smiled. Or joked. Or teased. If they stopped right now, this would still be a groundbreaking experience for her. But she had no intention of stopping. “You’re still wearing boxers and a T-shirt.”
“And you’ve got the bra and panties. Not that I mind the view.”
For a moment, she stiffened. Fearfully, she raised her eyes to his. Would she see that same calculating hunger she was used to? That greedy look that reduced her to a thing, a possession, a trinket? But no. His expression was the opposite of that. Happy appreciation shone from his eyes. His smile had a touch of the devil in it, and a promise of delicious fun.
“What’s wrong?” he asked.
“Nothing. A ghost. We haven’t said three yet.”
“If we don’t do it soon, I’m going to forget how to count.”
Giggling, she put her hands behind her back, on the fastening of her bra. He grabbed the bottom of his T-shirt, poised for take-off.
Clothes flew into the air, a flurry of underwear. Surrounded by discarded clothing, they stared at each other. Chloe felt her rib cage rise and fall with quick breaths. Without looking down, she knew her nipples were already at attention. As was his erection. It rose from a thick nest of black curls and pointed straight toward her, as if it had eyes only for her.
Suddenly, desperately, she wanted to know what he saw when he looked at her. “Do you think…do I seem like…a…” she whispered, “doll?”
“Oh, no. You’re no doll.”
What did he mean? Did he think she was ugly? Maybe he was used to a different type. She crossed her hands over her breasts.
“No! Don’t hide.” With one quick stride, he was in front of her, holding her face in his hands. “You’re beautiful. Wonderful. But you’re no doll. You’re too alive. Too sensitive. Look, I can feel the pulse beating in your throat. I can feel your skin warming under my hands. You’re a living, passionate being. How could anyone think you were a doll?” He ran his thumbs over her cheeks with a touch that seemed to treasure the very shape of her face. When he bent his mouth to hers, the depth of his kiss brought tears to her eyes. His tongue searched her mouth, as if he wanted to track down whatever sadness remained in her and soothe it away.
She let herself sink into the comfort of that kiss for a long moment. But then she moved restlessly against him. Enough gentleness. She needed heat. Fire. Stepping back, she put her hands on his and drew them to her chest. As those warm palms encircled her breasts, she let out a long moan. Already stiff, her nipples hardened even more as he filled his hands with her flesh. “That feels nice,” she heard herself say. In the past, she’d never said anything during sex. She’d become that mute doll Andrew had demanded. Never once had she asked for anything. “Can you lick my nipples, please?”
“No need to be polite, sweetie. I’ll do anything you ask.”
“Lick them, then. A lot. Don’t stop until I ask you to.”
“I wouldn’t think of it.” He tilted her face up one more time, and smiled into her eyes. Then he bent his head to the rosy nipples begging for attention. As soon as his mouth enclosed her right breast, her head fell back with a groan. Her nipples were used to being tweaked, fondled, squeezed, displayed in provocative lingerie, teased and tormented—but this was what she’d always longed for and never gotten. Long strokes of a loving tongue. Moist nibbling that sent electric jolts to her lower belly. A heated mouth tugging on those sensitive points, pulling moans from her.
And Dustin’s mouth didn’t stop. Not when her nipples had swelled to the size of rose hips. Not when she shuddered from the pleasure. Not when his erection jerked against her thigh. She wasn’t at the mercy of his mouth. No, that mouth was at her service. She could ask it to do whatever she wanted.
“Dustin,” she said in a whisper. “Go lower.”
This BUY LINK will be include "DOLL" on Tuesday, Dec. 15.
Have a wonderful holiday season!
Friday, December 4, 2009
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
DOLL's release is almost here (December 15), and I'm going to be chatting and blogging all over the web. I'd like to share some dates ...
But first of all, I have a Free Read available on the Samhellion website. This story is called "Doll, Interrupted," and it sets the scene for "Doll." Download and enjoy. And let me know what you think!
DECEMBER 4 - Win a free Kindle (International edition)! You have from the 4th to the 10th of December to take part in Samhain's Holiday Decorations Scavenger Hunt. All the instructions will be at the Samhellion site. I'm playing along with other amazing Samhain authors!
DECEMBER 7 - I'll be chatting along with the great PG Forte at the Realms of Love site from 9pm to 10PM EST.
DECEMBER 11 - Join me and some wonderful authors for a Holiday Hottie Blog Tour and an after-tour chat party at Gem Sivad's Place. Everyone's welcome! I'll be giving away a copy of "The Extremist."
DECEMBER 14 - I'll be guest blogging at Blackraven's Erotic Cafe.
DECEMBER 15 - If you haven't joined the Samhain Cafe Yahoo group, I highly recommend it! It's tons of fun, they hold lots of contests and parties, and I'll be chatting there on release day.
DECEMBER 17 - I'll be interviewed at I Do Not Want to Wait I Want the Book Now!
DECEMBER 17 - Guest blogging at Three Wicked Writers.
DECEMBER 18 - You'll find me at Romance Junkies.
DECEMBER 20 - I'll be blogging at Midnight Seductions.
DECEMBER 21 - Nina Pierce is kind enough to host me on Around the Writer's Block.
DECEMBER 27 - I'll be interviewed at Jeanne St. James blog.
More to come in January, but that's probably enough for now. ;)
And don't forget -- eBooks are an affordable, ecological, enjoyable gift!
Peace and love,