Monday, December 30, 2013

Fun & Games With Rudolph ~ Sexy excerpt & #Giveaway from @DeannaWadsworth's NAUGHTY NORTH POLE!



FUN & GAMES WITH RUDOLPH

Hello I am Lars, one of the elves from Deanna Wadsworth’s popular THE NAUGHTY NORTH POLE series. Thanks for having me today, Paisley. It's been a couple days since Santa asked me to deliver a special package to Rudolph. All I have to say is that the big guy is pretty clever, because I had no idea that I was about to meet the best elf in the North Pole. I don’t think I have ever been as happy in my entire life as I am right now. I sent Santa a bouquet of snow flowers and candy as a thank-you.

For those of you that know me, you must think that I sound like a gushing little schoolgirl. It's probably pretty disgusting and my buddy Jorge is going harass me about it. But I don't really care. Rudy is coming to visit me this afternoon and... well? I can't really give away too much. Spoilers!! Don’t wanna ruin the story FUN & GAMES WITH RUDOLPH.

While you are here, please enter to win the first three NAUGHTY NORTH POLE books and a $20 Amazon gift card in the entry box below. The winner will be selected New Year’s Eve. If you are enjoying his blog series, catch a list of all the previous posts HERE.

Since I am the last one the blog before Jorge announces the big winner, I am going to share an especially naughty treat just for Paisley Brown fans.

Enjoy!
~Lars

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Naughty North Pole Book Four

By Deanna Wadsworth


Lars is the sarcastic elf who runs Santa’s Mail Department and he follows the dating rule of “no repeats”. But lately he's been having a romantic textlationship with another elf, via the dating app Elf4Elf. When his cyber boyfriend goes AWOL after a misunderstanding, Lars realizes too late that there is more to life than sex, work, and cookies.

On Christmas Eve, Santa asks Lars to personally deliver a gift to Rudolph—a former reindeer handler who left the North Pole because of a misunderstanding. Rudolph lives on the secluded Sugar Plum Ridge and the only way to get there is by sleigh. Lars just can’t get a break!

When a sudden blizzard forces the two elves to hole up in Rudolph's cabin, will they find a way to make their own fun and games or will one surprise ruin it all?

One thing is certain: after this night, they both will believe in the magic of the Naughty North Pole!


ENJOY A SEXY EXCERPT:

The wind howled, coming down the chimney a bit and fluttering the fire.

“Jack Frost whipped up a big storm, didn’t he?” Rudy said. “I’m surprised he isn’t taking it easier on Nick tonight now that they’re together.”

“Who knows with him? He’s kind of a dick.”

“Takes one to know one,” Rudy teased.

I chuckled and said, “Already told ya, I am what I eat.”

He smiled at me again, eyes twinkling, and that sealed the deal. I was a total sucker for his smile.

Carefully, I placed my mug down on the tray and took his as well. His gaze never left me as I said, “Well, I for one am glad it’s storming.”

“You are? I thought you were disappointed about missing the party.”

“We can have our own private party,” I said with a grin.

“And what sort of activities do you have in mind for this party?”

“First, I need to thank you for saving my life.”

“How do you plan to do that?” His voice lowered a few octaves, the sound cleansing me, rich and seductive, like the caress of a hand across my back.

“Oh, I could think of a couple ways.” I gave him a sidelong smile.

Rudy’s gaze lost its playfulness, darkening with lust right before my eyes. A deep-seated need was buried within those warm eyes, a craving for intimacy. I could feel his loneliness right down to my toes. I wanted him, needed him as badly as he needed me. Two lonely souls, we had been brought together by unforeseen and strange circumstances. Something told me we were supposed to end up here, offering one another the comfort of touch and intimacy—the very things missing from each of our lives.

“How long?” I whispered, facing him fully. We both knew what I asked.

“Too long,” came his heady reply.

When he licked his lips, I shivered.

“Cold?” he asked, his voice thick and never breaking his stare. “I could stoke the fire.”

Biting my lip, I shook my head.

“Well if you’re not cold, why are you shivering?”

“Why are you looking at me?” I countered, fidgeting a little as I got hard.

He gave me an arch of his brows. “Just wondering how much longer we had to talk so it wouldn’t be considered rude when I told you to get on your knees and suck my cock.”

Laughter burst out of me. “I was thinking of how rude it was that you hadn’t asked yet.”

But Rudy didn’t laugh. He stared at me, his face dark with authority and desire. “Well, what are you waiting for? Get to it.”

I tipped my head in question, gauging his seriousness. When he didn’t crack a smile, it dawned on me the elf might not be kidding. My blood raced and excitement worked through me faster than the alcohol. I readily slid off the couch and got on my knees.

Rudy stopped me with a question. “What are you doing?”

“Um…blowing you?”

“Get undressed first,” he ordered.

My breaths shortened further and I feared I might hyperventilate from all the excitement. Faster than I had moved in a long time, I shed my pants, the motion plus the adult libations making my head spin a little.

“Slower,” he cautioned. “I like to watch.”


ABOUT THE AUTHOR:

Deanna Wadsworth might be a bestselling erotica author, but she leads a pretty vanilla life in Ohio with her wonderful husband and a couple adorable cocker spaniels. She has been spinning tales and penning stories since childhood, and her first erotic novella was published in 2010. When she isn’t writing books or brainstorming with friends, you can find her making people gorgeous in a beauty salon. She loves music and dancing, and can often be seen hanging out on the sandbar in the muddy Maumee River or chilling with her hubby and a cocktail in their basement bar. In between all that fun, Deanna cherishes the quiet times when she can let her wildly active imagination have the full run of her mind. Her fascination with people and the interworkings of their relationships have always inspired her to write romance with spice and love without boundaries.


Buy Deanna’s books at Dreamspinner Press, Decadent Publishing,
or at any reputable eBook sellers.



Wednesday, December 25, 2013

Tuesday, December 24, 2013

A sexy #newrelease from @LaynaPimentel ~ STAY WITH ME #BDSM

STAY WITH ME

BOOK DETAILS

ISBN: 978-1-63105-024-4
Genre: Erotic Romance/Contemporary/BDSM (light)
Word Count: 22888
Formats: PDF, LIT, EPUB, MOBI, HTML


BLURB

Master Alex is furious when a friend’s submissive invites a naive stranger to his party. With his reputation on the line, he must keep her out of trouble and away from curious Doms. Observing signs of interest from her, he leads her down the path of wicked temptations. However, when his ex-sub pushes her way back into his life, he tries to find a balance between his discreet life and his public one.

Mercedes is fearful of the world she’s stepped into, but the curiosity of what pleasures lie beyond keep her interested in far more than the play. All is going well until a jealous woman convinces her she’s out of her league. Desperate to regain control over her life and heart, she pushes Alex away.

Will these two manage to find their way to each other, or is their relationship doomed from the moment they meet?

EXCERPT

Mercedes popped an eye open to see the candle nearly burnt out. I don’t remember lighting this last night. Oh! The weight of a large arm wrapped around her, and the sheet hung off the edge of the bed. Alex! He spent the night.

He groaned into her ear as she adjusted her position. As she did so, there was a knock at her door. Mercedes gently lifted his arm and rolled out bed, grabbing her silk robe from behind the bedroom door and glancing at the time on the digital box, which read eight-o’clock.

Who the hell could be visiting so early? She’d paid the landlord three months in advance, and she hadn’t really met anyone to expect house calls.

From behind the door she called out “Who is it?”

“It’s me, dummy. Poppy and Brian.”

Shit. What now? “Poppy, it’s not really a good time. I was sleeping.”

“Just open the damned door. We won’t take up too much of your time. We just want to make sure you’re okay.”

Mercedes sighed. Reluctantly, she did as she was asked, and they made their way inside. “I’m sorry I don’t have any coffee, guys. I haven’t even been here long enough to go grocery shopping.”

“That’s all right, sugar. We only stopped in to see how you were holding up after last night,” Brian spoke up.

“I’m fine. Really. Though it was a shocker that Poppy would even think to invite me. But, as you can see, I made it home safe and sound, eventually.”

Never mind the fact that she had walked into a sick joke by Alex’s ex-sub—or whatever the heck she was called—Mercedes wouldn’t forget last night any time soon. The moment she had a chance to take up the issue with Poppy, she would. But not until they were alone.

As she sat across from her company in the armchair, Mercedes clenched her butt cheeks and relaxed them. She couldn’t get comfortable with the damned plug in her ass, and squirming or pouting wasn’t going to make it go away any time soon. Shoot! I forgot that was still there. “Is there any reason why this conversation couldn’t have waited ’til a more decent hour? Christ! It’s Saturday, and I had a long night, if you hadn’t noticed.”

Brian smirked and peered around her to look on the dining room table where Alex had left his jacket. “You never told us you had company.”

“Well, that’s because you never asked. Last I checked, I didn’t realize I had to inform you.”

He snorted, patting Poppy on the knee. “You’re a cheeky one. I can see why you and Poppy get along so well. We’ll be on our way.”

“So soon? I thought we might all go out for breakfast,” Alex announced from the bedroom door, wrapped in nothing but the bed sheet.

Mercedes flushed like a child caught with her hand in the proverbial cookie jar. Great. Now, everyone knows the kind of things we’ve been doing together.

“Christ, Mercedes. There’s no need to be shy. We’re all adults here. Now, come in here and get dressed so we can go out for some food. After that, I’ll take you to the grocery store.” Alex nodded to his friend. “Brian, how about you and Poppy meet us at Alessandro’s family diner?”

Mercedes was so embarrassed by the chance meeting between her friends and lover that she couldn’t meet his eye. I can’t believe he just did that. He might as well have stood there naked. Mmm…now there’s a thought.

Alex prancing around her apartment in the nude made for perfect entertainment. Who needed art to hang on the walls, when one swift look at his impeccably well-kept form was pleasurable enough? Just how did I get so lucky? If someone would have told her a week ago, that she’d move back to her hometown and find herself in the arms of a handsome, built, and uber sexy gentleman, she would have called them a liar.

She wasn’t exactly the perfect zero, or whatever the preferred size of women was these days. She was a healthy size twelve, with large boobs and a generously curvy butt.

For years, she had struggled with weight loss and trying to keep up with the social norm. But no matter what fitness center she joined, or fad diet she tried, her svelte body always came back. She’d practically given up thinking that anyone would accept her body for what it was. That is, until now.

Ugh. Must think positive thoughts. Alex…naked…

She imagined reaching forward and yanking the sheet from his body. Damn. Today is shaping up to be a good one.

WHERE TO BUY
Secret Cravings Publishing: http://goo.gl/1hRYvz

BIOGRAPHY

Born and raised in Toronto, Ontario, Layna discovered her love of reading at an early age. When she isn’t devouring salacious romance novels or writing, she enjoys losing herself in researching ancient history and mythology, weaponry, and hiking. She lives in Northern Ontario, with her husband and two daughters.

Layna is a member of the Romance Writers of America, creator of the Romance Author at Large blog, and is a monthly contributor at 69 Shades of Smut. For updates on her upcoming releases, or to leave her a comment, you can find at:


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Monday, December 23, 2013

Bound and spanked for one incredible night ~ CAPTIVE PLEASURES by @OliviaStarke #lesbian #erotica



CAPTIVE PLEASURES by OLIVIA STARKE

Buy Links HERE

Book 1 of the Click Me series.

Jessica is desperate for some excitement. When she stumbles upon a spam message containing a love spell, what does she have to lose?

Toni’s SUV breaks down outside Hide Away Cabins. She’s on the lookout for some distraction and Jessica would be one hell of a tasty little treat.

A game of Truth or Dare brings out Jessica’s adventurous side. Being bound and spanked is just the start to a night of incredible sex.

An Exotika® contemporary erotica story from Ellora’s Cave

What would you do if you ran across a spam message containing a love spell? This is the intriguing question I pose to one heroine in each of my stories for my F/F erotica series Click Me.

I wouldn’t say I’m a big believer in magical spells, but neither are my heroines. 

Sometimes you have to say screw it, throw caution to the wind, and try new things.  

They do just that. The results are surprising, and very enjoyable to all.

I had a blast writing this series. I’ve stretched my wings and pushed my own boundaries for erotic romance. Though labeled as erotica, I’ve offered a happily for now ending with each. I’d say after each of these women’s rendezvous, they’ll certainly want more fun in the future. And I’d like to think they’ve each made a love connection in their kinky trysts.

Olivia Starke

Coming Soon to Ellora’s Cave

Oral Delights book 2 of the Click Me series
Play Date book 3 of the Click Me series

Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Cara learns the identity of the other guy in today's #HornyHDay excerpt from SEX BOOT CAMP #erotica


Hello! Thank you for joining me for another Horny Hump Day excerpt!

This will be my last for 2013, as I will not be participating in 
Horny Hump Day on December 25 or January 1.

Over the holidays, I'm hoping my alter ego will give me some time to write my next story, and I'll be able to share will you snippets from Sexy Suitors From Space.

Until then, here's more from Sex Boot Camp...

Designed by Fantasia Frog Designs

Last week I shared a snippet from the MFM scene.

This week's snippets occurs at the end of Sex Boot Camp for Cara, and she is about to find out the identity of the other guy who was involved in the menage. She knew the one guy was Daemon, but was blindfolded before she could meet the other guy.

(In this story, there is FF, MF, FFF, and MFM.)

Enjoy! 

My cheeks warmed and I covered my breasts and groin with my hands. “I’ve never felt so awkward in my life. I never expected.... You, of all people.”

Oh, I guess I never told you who he was.
Guess you'll have to read the story to find out. ;)


Sex Boot Camp

A week away...

After a hectic month at work, Cara expects to spend the next few days relaxing in her pajamas. Until her boyfriend surprises her with a getaway to a remote location.

To open her mind...

When she arrives at Sex Boot Camp, she anticipates her boyfriend will be by her side. Instead, she is left with a houseful of curious young women and a sexy instructor.

And fulfill desires she never dreamed of...

Although reluctant at first, Cara becomes entangled in a world of seduction and wicked fantasies.

Caution: This story contains an Alpha leader who ensures his guests leave satisfied, hot woman-on-woman action, and an MFM ménage that will leave you breathless.

Available From:

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Click HERE to visit the other authors participating HORNY HUMP DAY.

Have a Naughty Holiday!
~ Paisley XX

Monday, December 16, 2013

Read an excerpt from @KarynGerrard's hot, rubenesque #newrelease, THE COPPER AND THE MADAM




THE COPPER AND THE MADAM


by Karyn Gerrard

Decadent Publishing

Historical/Rebenesque/Suspense/Erotic

Approx 34,000 words


BLURB:

In 1897 London, Scotland Yard Detective Sergeant Rory Kerrigan never expected to find love among the crime-ridden streets he vowed to protect. Kerrigan, a man with a wretched past and hardened heart, keeps emotion from his life and its interference with his police work.

Abbess Rea is owner of the brothel, The Blind Cupid, and a woman with a secret and desolate past of her own. Rubenesque and leery of men, Rea lets no one close. Yet, she cannot deny the ruggedly handsome Rory touches her heart.

A grisly murder on Kerrigan’s turf has Rory and Rea teaming up to bring the killer to justice. As danger lurks closer, secrets are revealed and passion is ignited. Will the copper and the madam acknowledge their mutual yearning even at the peril of their lives?


EXCERPT:

“Did you enjoy the show, darlin’?”

Rory stepped out of the shadows, the uneven illumination making it impossible to tell his mood. His voice was neither teasing nor angry but flat and devoid of emotion. What a surprise to discover this dispassionate side of Rory.

Furious rage overcame her embarrassment. “You have been out here the whole time? Who told you? By God, when I find out who it is, I will toss them out into the street—”

“Easy, Rhiannon. You forget, I’m a detective. I can observe a place for hours. Standing in this hall was no time at all to me. Besides, no one had to tell me anything. Well, that’s not quite true. Someone informed me ages ago you like to watch. So I began to wonder. It did not take long to find your hidden door. How long and why?” Annoyance deepened his voice.

Caught good and proper. What should she tell him—that the only way she could feel anything at all was to observe others having sex? And that watching him gave her the greatest pleasure she had ever experienced? She shook her head. “It is my private business.”

She turned to stomp away, but Rory reached out and clasped her arm. “Not so fast, Rhiannon. What you invaded was my private business. How. Long?” Barely banked fury colored his tone.

“Three years. Let me go.”

Rory pulled her against him. He clutched her arm tighter and she winced.

“Now, you will tell me why.”

Hot tears blurred her vision. “Fine. Maybe it’s the only enjoyment a fat, lonely whoremonger can acquire.”

Rory clasped both her arms and glared down at her. His eyes danced with emerald fire.

“Do not call yourself fat, not in my hearing. I know portly when I see it, and you’re not it, darlin’. You have ample curves, aye. Fat is rolls, waddling when you walk, and ten steps have you breathing hard. That is fat.” He trailed his hands down her arms and rested them at her sides. After a few moments pause, they moved over her hips up to her waist. A groan tore from his lips. “Curves, Rhiannon. Luscious, succulent curves. Breasts a man could happily get lost in. Don’t get me started on your arse.”

Well. Heat lingered across her body where his hands roamed. Rory stopped below her breasts, his thumbs brushing the undersides. He caught her earlobe between his teeth then his tongue whorled her ear. A lustful shudder quaked her all over.

“Next time you want to watch me, sit in a chair in the room with me. Don’t hide in a broom cupboard with holes drilled into the walls, you follow?”









Author Bio:

Karyn lives in a small town in the western corner of Ontario, Canada. She wiles away her spare time writing and reading romance while drinking copious amounts of Earl Grey tea. Tortured heroes are a must. A multi-published author with a few best-sellers under her belt, Karyn loves to write in different genres and time periods, though historicals are her favorite.

As long as she can avoid being hit by a runaway moose in her wilderness paradise she assumes everything is golden.

Karyn’s been happily married for a long time to her own hero. His encouragement keeps her moving forward.


Friday, December 13, 2013

Read a #sexy excerpt from Lolita Lopez's #newrelease, SAVED BY VENOM ~ $100 GC #giveaway



Saved by Venom

By Lolita Lopez

Grabbed, Book Three


Synopsis: 

To escape her father's debt to a loan shark, Dizzy seeks refuge in the upcoming Grab. She’d rather belong to one of those terrifying sky warriors from the battleship Valiant than to the sleazy criminal who wants her as his plaything.

The years of constant war haven’t been kind to highly decorated sniper Venom. Only the promise of earning a wife kept him going through deadly battles. Catching and collaring Dizzy fills him with incredible hope. Finally he has a woman of his own, a mate to love—and bind and adorn with his ropes.

After a brazen Splinter attack, the Shadow Force uncovers secrets about Dizzy’s late mother that entangle her in a web of deceit. To save Venom, her father and an operative named Terror, Dizzy digs deep and risks it all.

Venom refuses to stand idly by while Dizzy’s haunted past threatens the future they’re trying to build. He finally has a reason for living—and he’s not giving her up.

A little about the character Venom:

Rank: Land Corps Captain, SRU second-in-command

Specialty: Sniper

Mate: Dizzy

Ranked as the third best shot in the entire land corps force, Venom is nonetheless the most deadly of all their snipers. During the Sendarian siege, he volunteered to take a risky position outside the wire to keep the desperately needed supply routes open. Haunted by that battle, he lives for the day he can take a mate. Currently, he's the second-in-command of the SRU Alpha Team aboard the Valiant.



Sneak Peek Excerpt: 

*Contains explicit language and a steamy encounter*

“Dizzy?” Venom rapped his knuckles against the door. “Are you ready yet?”

She wasn’t but she could hear the impatience in his voice. Slightly amused by his typical male behavior, she reached out to open the door. It seemed that men weren’t much different from one end of the galaxy to the other.

With a tap on the door’s edge, it retreated into a wall pocket to reveal Venom leaning his arm against the frame and looking bored as hell. His expression quickly morphed from one of impatient waiting to one of utter desire. He raked his gaze up and down her body before taking a step toward her. “How many of these dresses did you pack?”

“Ten.” Feeling a bit nervous, she smoothed a hand down the front of her dress. “Do you like it?”

“Like it? You look amazing.” He fingered the delicate ruffle outlining the modest neckline. “I want you to wear dresses like this every day.”

His appreciation for soft, feminine things amused her. She considered their drab-but-functional surroundings and the fact that the ship was so heavily populated by men. No doubt it was a novelty for him to see something pretty. She had never been a fan of pants anyway so dresses were her usual daily garb.

“Lift your skirt.”

She reared back at his unexpected instruction. “What?”

“Show me what’s under your skirt.”

“No.” Remembering the order he had given during their heated tryst last night, she gulped nervously.

Had he been serious about that? Judging by the look on his face? Yes.

“Dizzy.” There was a slight warning edge to his voice as Venom invaded her personal space and backed her up against the counter. His boot moved between her feet and his knee slid between her thighs, preventing her from squeezing them shut.

“What are you doing?” Her breathless question didn’t faze him.

He lowered his face until they were at eye-level. There was nothing angry or irritated in his expression.

He looked calm and collected as he stroked her jaw. “I’m not the sort of male that requires complete and total submission from his bride. There are very few orders I will ever give you—but I expect the ones I give to be followed.”

Dizzy considered him for a moment. What he was asking wasn’t the worst thing in the world, was it?

With trembling fingers she grasped the bottom of her skirt and pulled it up to reveal her simple cotton panties. “I didn’t realize you were serious about not wearing undies. I thought maybe it was something you said to be dirty in the heat of the moment, not because you meant it.”

Venom cupped her womanly heat through the thin cotton. “You’ll soon learn that I mean everything I tell you.” He gave the waist elastic a little tug and let it snap back against her belly. “Take them off.”

“What? Now? But I’ll be out in public and…” Her voice died off as his unwavering gaze caused a naughty little thrill to rush through her core. With a dramatic huff she pushed her underwear panties down her hips. “I don’t know why you’re so insistent about this.”

She only got them as far as her thighs before Venom dropped down to his knees and dragged them the rest of the way down her body. Her pulse was sprinting so hard that she felt a little lightheaded as Venom pocketed her undies. He shoved her skirt up and tucked it into the front of her bodice.

“Ah!” Dizzy gasped as Venom pressed a soft, ticklish kiss to her bare mound. His lips danced between her belly button and the dipping vee between her thighs. He got dangerously close to kissing a certain throbbing part of her but refused to give her the satisfaction of finally feeling his mouth right there.

“You,” he carefully penetrated her with his middle finger, “belong to me.” He smirked triumphantly as he encountered the wet evidence of her arousal. “You like belonging to me, don’t you?”

There was no point in denying it, not when he could feel her inner walls clenching his thick finger. “Yes.”

“And you want to please me, don’t you?”

She licked her lips as she stared down at the ruggedly sexy sky warrior kneeling before her. “Yes.”

“I want to know that when I have a craving for this sweet, tight cunt of yours that all I have to do is lift your skirt.” He swirled his fingertip around her swelling, pulsing clitoris. “You seem to be forgetting that my pleasure is your pleasure.”

Oh, that wasn’t a mistake she would make again. Rocking her hips, Dizzy hoped to encourage Venom to continue doing these wicked, wicked things to her. “Please…”

Available From:




Author Bio: 

While browsing bookstore shelves as a teenager, Lo discovered the erotic writings of Anaïs Nin and A.N. Roquelaure. Certain her mother would not approve, Lo smuggled the books home and squirreled them away in the most likely of places: under her bed. Late at night, she delved into the sensual worlds both writers created.

As a co-ed studying biochemistry and genetics at Texas A&M University, Lo dabbled in creating naughty tales to entertain her friends. Study for a midterm or pen a deliciously dirty story to delight her small band of fans? Not surprisingly, Lo is now on an extended sabbatical from college.

Luckily, Lo stumbled onto the world of erotic romance publishers. She realized there were other readers and writers who loved and craved breathtaking romance with the spiciest of love scenes. She took a chance and submitted her first novella. The rest is history.

Lo lives in Texas with her Viking throwback of a husband and mischievous preschool-aged daughter. She also writes super sexy romances and scorching hot erotica under the pen name Roxie Rivera.



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Wednesday, December 11, 2013

#HornyHDay - Cara is blindfolded and DP'd in SEX BOOT CAMP #erotica #ebook


Hello! Here's another Horny Hump Day excerpt from Sex Boot Camp.

Designed by Fantasia Frog Designs

Here's three sentences from SEX BOOT CAMP.
Last week I shared a snippet from the FFF scene.

This week, here's something from the MFM scene.

(In this story, there is FF, MF, FFF, and MFM.)

Enjoy! 

With the languid rhythm of the two men, they piqued ever nerve ending in me. I welcomed their long, hard strokes, never more vulnerable in my life. How could an act so sinful feel deliciously satisfying?


Sex Boot Camp

A week away...

After a hectic month at work, Cara expects to spend the next few days relaxing in her pajamas. Until her boyfriend surprises her with a getaway to a remote location.

To open her mind...

When she arrives at Sex Boot Camp, she anticipates her boyfriend will be by her side. Instead, she is left with a houseful of curious young women and a sexy instructor.

And fulfill desires she never dreamed of...

Although reluctant at first, Cara becomes entangled in a world of seduction and wicked fantasies.

Caution: This story contains an Alpha leader who ensures his guests leave satisfied, hot woman-on-woman action, and an MFM ménage that will leave you breathless.

Available From:

Amazon US / UK / Canada | All Romance | Smashwords | more



Click HERE to visit the other authors participating HORNY HUMP DAY.

~ Paisley XX

Monday, December 9, 2013

Cara arrives - Read the first chapter from SEX BOOT CAMP! #erotica #newrelease #bestseller


Chapter One of SEX BOOT CAMP

Braden sat in his Mustang outside the office building. Dread pooled in my stomach. He never met me after work. Had he come to tell me our relationship was over?

“Cara, get your ass in the car. We’re going away for a few days. Just you and me, babe.”

Braeden’s domineering attitude just didn’t do it for me anymore. Serve him right if I walked the other direction and spent my time off moving out of the apartment and moving on with my life. But why pass up a holiday?

I shrugged and glanced back at my friend, the one person I would miss during my week off. “Remember, I’m on holidays.” With a final wave, and some reluctance, I did get into the car, hoping whatever Braeden had planned either brought our relationship to an end, or somehow mended the ever growing rift between us.

“I’ve already packed your bags, so we can go directly to our destination.”

“You packed for me?” I tried to swallow down the trepidation at the thought of what he put in my bag, but failed. I hoped we were going on a cruise or to some tropical island where I only needed to wear a bikini. Fashion wasn’t one of Braeden’s assets. He couldn’t even be bothered to do his own laundry. I’d be lucky if he even packed me a bra. “Where exactly are we going?”

“Calm down, babe. It’s a surprise.” He started the engine then pulled into traffic, earning the blare of a horn from the car behind us. “And don’t worry, I packed everything included on the list they sent. It’s going to be fun.”

List? What kind of resort sent a list? To me, lists were for work. And fun happened when I left work, or put it aside at home. I never let the two mix.

“Please tell me where we’re going.” I needed to be prepared. Surprises in my life too often ended with someone mad. Usually me.

“You’ll find out when we get there.”

Just my luck. As he drove, the gag-inducing exhaust and impatient drivers laying on their horns and looking for a couple of inches to weave in front of another car in the hopes of getting ahead left my head pounding. I leaned back in the seat and closed my eyes. When I opened them again, we had left rush hour traffic and entered the countryside. The fields contained no fresh growth, only mud from the recent rain, and last year’s corn stalks. There were no houses, no people, only emptiness and the occasional large cluster of trees. I preferred the city where help was a lot closer if a car broke down, or if....

We turned onto a side road that cut through the woods, and shivers of fear rippled down my spine. Definitely not the airport, as I’d hoped. No, we were in the middle of nowhere where everything looked the same, and the gravel so loose as if no one had travelled on the path for days. We could have sex in the middle of the road and not have to worry about someone catching us. He could kill me and dispose of my body if he wanted to. And no one would report me missing for over a week. I glanced at him, hoping our relationship hadn’t become that adversarial.

“Um, honey, maybe this isn’t such a good idea. I mean, I’m expecting my period, so I don’t know how much fun I’m going to be.” Anything to get him to turn around and return to civilization.

“No, you had your rag last week. I made sure of the timing before I planned this.”

What the hell?

“Oh, and we’re here.”

I glanced up slowly, afraid of where he’d brought me. But at the sight of the enormous log chalet in front of us with newly-stained wood, and a wraparound porch, I gasped. Maybe Braeden wanted to fix our relationship instead of ending it—or me. Then I read the vinyl sign hanging across the front of the building.

Welcome to Sex Boot Camp.

Sex wha—? I studied the sign to make sure I’d read it correctly. Why the hell would Braeden drag me out to the boonies for a… sex boot camp? And what was that anyway? While I enjoyed our romps in the bedroom, I didn’t want to have him fuck me for hours on end. My body had limits.

“So, what do you think?” He rubbed his hands to together and stared like a little kid about to go into a giant toy store. “Sounds like fun, right?”

“What the hell were you thinking?” Boot camp meant drill sergeants and a group of others in a squadron, too. I dreaded someone yelling at me while having sex, telling me I was doing it wrong, and especially for anyone else to watch.

“I thought this could help, since we never have sex anymore.”

“And that’s all my fault?”

“Well, you admitted to not being all that experienced. I thought you could get some pointers.”

“All I need is for you to be home and awake. Sex is a two-way street.” I did not want to spend my time off at this place, getting the blame for our failing relationship. “Take me home. I don’t want to be here.”

He stepped out and grabbed our bags from the trunk. I remained in the passenger seat, arms crossed. I was not getting out, would sleep in the car if he refused to take me home.

After dropping the bags on the porch, Braeden returned to the vehicle. He opened my door and crouched down beside me. “I’m sorry, Cara. I should have told you about this. It’s just that I really want things to get better between us. I’m trying, okay?”

The hint of vulnerability surprised me. I’d never seen this side of him before. As much as the place filled me with the urge to run far away, I also wanted things to improve between me and Braeden. Ending the relationship took just as much work as trying to fix it. We were here already. And if sex boot camp worked, why not? Maybe he could learn some new moves, too.

“Okay, I’ll give this a go, but there are some things I just won’t do.”

He stroked my cheek with his thumb, the gentlest touch since...forever. Could he really become the lover I desired? If so, I would have come here long ago.

“I know.” He helped me out of the car, lacing his fingers with mine as we walked to the porch of the chalet. A definite improvement, and hopefully a sign of things to come.

A man and woman came out the front door of the chalet when we reached the porch. They didn’t wear military fatigues like I’d expected. The man’s faded T-shirt hugged his wide, muscular frame. His khaki shorts and the stubble across his jaw only added to his casual appearance, taking away some of my tension. If he looked relaxed, I could be, too. He stared at me, his eyes a cerulean blue that left me mesmerized. I glanced away before I started drooling.

He seemed the total opposite of the woman beside him wearing a finely tailored black suit. Her blonde hair up in a bun and black-rimmed glasses completed the businesswoman look I was all too familiar with. But my heart pounded with one glance at the clipboard she held. What did she want to know? What did she already know?

“You’re Braeden Jones and Cara Taylor?” She lifted her glasses, glancing back and forth between us.

I froze. What if we pretended we were lost? We could get back in the car and pretend we’d never seen the place. I could spend my time off doing what I wanted all along. But Braeden would never go along with the story. He’d driven us there. Since I didn’t have an escape, I kept quiet.

“Yes, we are.” He squeezed my hand, another unexpected move. A spark of hope flickered in my chest. This really was where we needed to be.

“Great, let’s get started then.” She lowered her clipboard. “I’m Denise. Cara, you’re with me. Braeden, you’ll be escorted to your quarters by Daemon.”

A sexy name for a sexy man. I hoped to see him around during my stay. A little eye candy never hurt.

“But I thought....” Braeden gripped my fingers, almost cutting off the circulation. “I thought we’d be staying together, at least. I don’t remember this detail on the website.”

“Great! You signed us up for something you read about online?” So much for fixing anything. Of all the lame-brained things for him to do. I stepped back, out of his reach. I never should have gotten in the vehicle to begin with. One sexy man taking my jerk of a boyfriend away was not going to convince me to stay all week.

“Hold on.” I help up my hands. “I didn’t agree to any of this, only found out where we were going when we pulled up. So, if you would call me a cab, I’ll be going home to pretend this was all a horrible dream.”

“Unfortunately, taxis don’t travel all the way out here,” Denise said. “Why don’t you come with me and meet the other ladies? Camp doesn’t start until tomorrow. I’m sure once you get to know everyone else here, you’ll decide to stay.”

“But....” I hadn’t come to socialize, hadn’t even come on my own. These were supposed to be my days off, my reprieve after handing in the marketing plan that I’d spent so much of my free time on. I just wanted to zone out. And after this, move out. My boyfriend wasn’t going to change. “I need to go home, Braeden. Now!”

“Sorry, Cara, but I’m staying. I didn’t drive all the way out here to turn around and go home.” He pressed his lips together in a thin smile, the same one he gave me every night he went out.

I hated that look. Meant he didn’t care what I thought, he was going to do what he wanted.

“That’s the spirit.” Daemon slapped him on the back. “Grab your bag and follow me.”

I glared at Braeden’s back as he walked away. It was probably best we weren’t spending time together during boot camp. I’d likely have smothered him in his sleep. But, what would I be doing without a partner? Did they have blow-up toys for us, or something even closer to the real thing? I hoped mine resembled Daemon rather than my skinny-ass boyfriend.

Denise stood in the doorway of the chalet. “C’mon inside. I promise you will enjoy your time here. Otherwise, I will give you, not Braeden, a full refund on the last day.”

With no ride and a guarantee like that, I couldn’t complain. Where else could I go? I followed her inside, gazing around at the structure. Logs all around, holding up the vaulted roof, and used as supports for the second story. Antlers and heads of various deer hung on the walls, and other preserved animals roosted on the beams of the place. So far from what I knew in the city, and any connotations of what I expected boot camp to be like.

Excited squeals came from the second floor. I peered up, but only closed doors met my curious gaze. Were people having sex already? An unexpected thrill rushed through me.

“Those are your roommates, a great group for this week’s camp.” She smiled and headed for the staircase. “Let’s go meet them.”

My legs shook like jelly. I gripped the banister so I didn’t fall on my ass, following Denise up the stairs. “How many other women are there?”

“Four others. They’re all young like you, and no one is married to the guy they came with. Should make for an eventful week.”

What did being unmarried have to do with camp? Sweat beaded across my skin. The lump in the back of my throat made it difficult to breathe. I needed things to be planned, not unexpected. Like Braden’s death. I’d already started plotting.

“Cara, we’re here.”

Squeezing my eyes shut, I tried to calm down before going inside. I hated being the center of attention even more than the unknown.

Peeking inside the room, I breathed a sigh of relief. Five double beds butted up against the wall, all in a neat row, each with their own nightstand. On the opposite side of the room, a flat screen television hung above a long dresser, and a small table with two chairs was pushed into the corner. The other women sat on their beds, wearing cotton shorts and shirts, with their hair loosely up in ponytails and buns. Looked more like a slumber party than boot camp. And I could live with that.

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Thursday, December 5, 2013

A sexy cover for a sexy story - STAY WITH ME by @LaynaPimentel #BDSM


Cover Reveal: Stay With Me


Coming soon to Secret Cravings Publishing

BLURB

Master Alex is furious when a friend’s submissive invites a naive stranger to his party. With his reputation on the line, he must keep her out of trouble and away from curious Doms. Observing signs of interest from her, he leads her down the path of wicked temptations. However, when his ex-sub pushes her way back into his life, he tries to find a balance between his discreet life and his public one. 

Mercedes is fearful of the world she’s stepped into, but the curiosity of what pleasures lie beyond keep her interested in far more than the play. All is going well until a jealous woman convinces her she’s out of her league. Desperate to regain control over her life and heart, she pushes Alex away. Will these two manage to find their way to each other, or is their relationship doomed from the moment they meet?
BIOGRAPHY

Born and raised in Toronto, Ontario, Layna discovered her love of reading at an early age. When she isn’t devouring salacious romance novels or writing, she enjoys losing herself in researching ancient history and mythology, weaponry, and hiking. She lives in Northern Ontario, with her husband and two daughters. 

Layna is a member of the Romance Writers of America, creator of the Romance Author at Large blog, and is a monthly contributor at 69 Shades of Smut. For updates on her upcoming releases, or to leave her a comment, you can find at:





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Wednesday, December 4, 2013

#HornyHDay - The taste on her sweet lips in SEX BOOT CAMP #erotica #ebook


Hello! Here's another Horny Hump Day excerpt from Sex Boot Camp.

Designed by Fantasia Frog Designs

Here's three sentences from SEX BOOT CAMP.
Since the story is a bestseller in the Lesbian erotica category,
I thought I'd share another part of the FFF scene with you.

(In this story, there is FF, MF, FFF, and MFM.)

Enjoy! 

“I can still taste you on her sweet lips.”

She slipped two digits inside me and I bucked. After all of the attention to my pussy that day, I still craved more.



Sex Boot Camp

A week away...

After a hectic month at work, Cara expects to spend the next few days relaxing in her pajamas. Until her boyfriend surprises her with a getaway to a remote location.

To open her mind...

When she arrives at Sex Boot Camp, she anticipates her boyfriend will be by her side. Instead, she is left with a houseful of curious young women and a sexy instructor.

And fulfill desires she never dreamed of...

Although reluctant at first, Cara becomes entangled in a world of seduction and wicked fantasies.

Caution: This story contains an Alpha leader who ensures his guests leave satisfied, hot woman-on-woman action, and an MFM ménage that will leave you breathless.

Available From:

Amazon US / UK / Canada | All Romance | Smashwords | more



Click here to visit the other authors participating HORNY HUMP DAY.

~ Paisley XX

Friday, November 29, 2013

Black Friday Sale - Get SEX BOOT CAMP for only #99cents!! #erotica #ebook #AREBLAST

Today and tomorrow, you can get my new release for only 99 cents at All Romance eBooks!


A week away...

After a hectic month at work, Cara expects to spend the next few days relaxing in her pajamas. Until her boyfriend surprises her with a getaway to a remote location.

To open her mind...

When she arrives at Sex Boot Camp, she anticipates her boyfriend will be by her side. Instead, she is left with a houseful of curious young women and a sexy instructor.

And fulfill desires she never dreamed of...

Although reluctant at first, Cara becomes entangled in a world of seduction and wicked fantasies.

Caution: This story contains an Alpha leader who ensures his guests leave satisfied, hot woman-on-woman action, and an MFM ménage that will leave you breathless.

Only 99 cents at All Romance!!

Wednesday, November 27, 2013

#HornyHDay - Daemon is on his knees before Cara in SEX BOOT CAMP #erotica #newrelease #ebook


Hello! It's time for another Horny Hump Day excerpt
from Sex Boot Camp, which is now available.

Designed by Fantasia Frog Designs

Here's three sentences from SEX BOOT CAMP.
Cara has knelt between Daemon's legs before.
This time, he's kneeling between hers.

(In this story, there is FF, MF, FFF, and MFM.)

Enjoy! 

Hands on my knees, he opened my legs and moved between them. He leaned forward and rolled his tongue around my nipple before sucking it into his mouth. Each nip and suck on my sensitive peak sent me closer to ecstasy. 


Sex Boot Camp

A week away...

After a hectic month at work, Cara expects to spend the next few days relaxing in her pajamas. Until her boyfriend surprises her with a getaway to a remote location.

To open her mind...

When she arrives at Sex Boot Camp, she anticipates her boyfriend will be by her side. Instead, she is left with a houseful of curious young women and a sexy instructor.

And fulfill desires she never dreamed of...

Although reluctant at first, Cara becomes entangled in a world of seduction and wicked fantasies.

Caution: This story contains an Alpha leader who ensures his guests leave satisfied, hot woman-on-woman action, and an MFM ménage that will leave you breathless.

Available From:

Amazon US / UK / Canada | All Romance | Smashwords | more



Be sure to visit the other participating HORNY HUMP DAY authors here.

~ Paisley XX