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Guest Author + Giveaway – Covert Craving – J. James

Sunday, August 25th, 2013

Hi awesome readers! Thanks for coming back to check out my guest author for today. Jennifer James in the house with her Covert Craving blog tour & GIVEAWAY! She’s doing something new and exciting with this paranormal hotness. Check it out!

She just stripped in front of an NYPD detective…

The glow-in-the-dark water at Camp Sunny Woods left Chloe Saunders with the ability to disappear from sight.

Thirteen years later, she uses her “gift” to take out criminals when she can. If she’s got to be part of a freak show, she’s going to do some good while in the buff.

And he’s enjoying studying every luscious curve…

Color blind detective Jacob Greiff smokes to weaken the overwhelming messages his nose sends him. One summer camp trip was enough for him. His priority right now is busting the vigilante leaving burglars tied up with panty hose and women’s scarves.

He thinks he’s hallucinating when he sees a petite, bare foot brunette in an enormous trench coat at his crime scenes because for the first time in years, he’s seeing someone in full color.

He’s not sure he’s buying it, but Chloe sure looks great when she’s “invisible.”

Despite his own supernatural abilities and the raging lust between them, Greiff wonders if Chloe isn’t some kind of nut who gets off on public nudity. She insists she can disappear from view when naked, that he’s the only one who can see her when she’s in the buff.

Their shared past comes to a treacherous intersection when a man shows up at Chloe’s apartment and informs them at gun point it’s time to report for duty—or else.

EXCERPT

Greiff got to his feet and helped her stand. He steadied her with both hands at her waist. “Come on, honey. Hopefully things get nice and boring from here.”

“One can hope.”

They clambered back into the boat, and he lead her to the stairs to go below deck.

A wicked light lit his eyes and he licked his lower lip, his attention zeroed in on her breasts. “There’s a small shower stall and fresh water tank on this boat.”

“Well, salt water does get pretty itchy if you don’t wash it off.”

Lucky cussed and slouched down in one of the chairs. “I’m the one who got shot. I should be getting laid, not him.”

She ignored the whining and let Greiff carry her to the head.

Once inside, he stripped her clothes from her body and forced her to sit on the toilet lid. A cushy towel softened the hard surface.

“No food on board, but otherwise this place is pretty decked out.” He started the shower water and removed his destroyed suit pants.

The hard, thick length of his cock jutted out and she grasped it in one hand. She licked a circle around the head and he tensed, both hands fisted at his sides.

“You’re salty.”

“Ocean water.” His voice sounded strained.

She pumped her fist up and down once, and licked him again. His nostrils flared, and he buried his fingers in her hair.

“I can smell how aroused you are. How wet.” He bent down and cradled her in his arms. “And I think I promised you something.”

She sucked in a deep breath and met him for a long, hungry kiss. They moved under the water spray, and he twined her legs around his waist, supporting her weight with one hand.

“How are you doing that?”

The water cascaded over his dark hair and into his eyes. “I got an extra dose of the Professor’s secret sauce recently. At least, that’s what Lucky thinks. It made me stronger.”

“Oh, Greiff.” Anger, sadness, and helplessness replaced some of her ardor.

“Shh, sweetheart. There ain’t nothin’ to do about it now.” He reached behind her and grabbed a bottle of floral scented shampoo. He moved and pinned her to the cold wall of the stall with his groin and one knee beneath her ass. The heat of his shaft was trapped between them. “You okay? You complained about your pelvis earlier.”

“Oh, I’m terrific.”

The blue of his eyes gleamed, and he massaged the lather into her hair, then his. With slow, exquisite care, he washed every inch of their bodies, then took the shower head down and sprayed them off. He spun around and rested his back against the wall.

“I need to soap your back.” He handed her the shower head.

Desire melted her muscles into putty. Unable to take more of his hands roving over her, but never touching her where she craved the most, she wrapped his cock in her fist and stroked it hard. She licked his chest to his neck until she reached his mouth and plunged her tongue inside.

“Give me that.” He reclaimed the shower head and positioned it so the stream struck her clit from behind.

The force of the water teased and tormented, but wasn’t enough to shove her off the precipice into orgasm. He sucked on her neck and ears, the heavy muscle of his thigh dug into her ass cheek. She wriggled and squirmed as her frustration mounted.

“That feels good.” With both forearms on his shoulders and the strength in her thighs, she hoisted herself higher and sank down again. “But you inside me would be even better.”

“Not in here.” He re-mounted the shower head in the holder over head. “You’re not healed enough if we slip and fall.”

“Jake—” His name sounded a lot like a whine, even to her, but she didn’t care.

“Nope.”

He strode into the bedroom with the water still running and laid her down on the bed careful not to let his weight rest on her legs. With both hands, he spread her thighs wide and kissed his way from her belly button to her clit.

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BIO:

Jennifer James hates to talk about herself in the third person and has now started so many series books she’s wondering if she has a mental illness. A traditionally published author who recently dipped her toes into the oceans of Indie land; she’s finding the water quite nice and plans on sticking around. She loves Dirty Palmers in the summer, Spiked Cocoas in the winter, and Jack and Honey with Pepsi any time at all. Recent college grad, wife, mother, cat wrangler, and dog belly scratcher, Jenn spends a lot of time at her computer, frowning at the shenanigans of people only she can hear.

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Release Day and Pimpin Giveaway!!! ***WINNERS ANNOUNCED***

Monday, August 19th, 2013

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CONGRATULATIONS TO:

Tina Myers

Michelle Ponce Mazuros

Kimberly Mayberry

Come one come all you lovely readers!!!! It has been waaay too long since I had a giveaway…all of like a day or two!

That is just awful!

Let’s get lucky and pimp this book like it’s going out of style!!!

My latest April Angel smexy novella, Lucky Break is just released!!!. And you all KNOW I just love a party and some giveaways (FYI I am very excited and so there will be tons of !!! throughout :D)

Lucky Break

Will gambling with her heart bring her luck in love?

Lucky is a top event planner with a loving family and the job of her dreams. But she’s not at all lucky in love. Her last relationship ended in a spectacle she’s been trying to forget. Then a chance encounter leads her into the arms of Jared Thomas, one incredibly sexy man who makes more than her heart throb.

Jared loves women—he just doesn’t trust them. He’s lived a hard life, where misplaced trust can mean death. But when he meets the sexy Latina, he wants to get close enough to find out if she’s worthy of more than just play time. And the gloriously hot sex doesn’t disappoint. He wants to make her his, body, mind and soul…if two people with trust issues can stay together long enough…

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So that’s my sexy new short. And now for the part you’ve all been waiting for…

The GIVEAWAY!!!! Do I hear you cheering?? Yay!!! I’m cheering too!

To celebrate my new release, I’m giving away 3 swag packs.

But these are not just regular swag these are THE ULTIMATE SWAG PRIZES…

First the PRIZES!!!

(SORRY International friends, THIS IS A U.S. ONLY Giveaway)

A gorgeous A Milly Taiden LARGE tote, A Mousepad, A Nerd Accessories Bracelet, A Keychain, A Stone Soup Pendant, A Pen and An April Angel Button

A gorgeous A Milly Taiden LARGE tote, A Swagmaster Designs Book Thong, A Nerd Accessories Pair of Wine Charms, A Stone Soup Keychain, A Pen and An April Angel Button

A gorgeous Mousepad, A Nerd Accessories Keychain, A Set of Jennifer James Handmade Jewelry Bracelet and Earring Set, A Stone Soup Pendant, A Pen and An April Angel Button

Bet you’re wondering who you have to kill to win one of these? Nobody!

Buuuut I would appreciate it if you do me a huge favor and share/pimp my buy links for Lucky Break

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RNC Swag and Signed Prints Giveaway ***WINNERS ANNOUNCED***

Saturday, August 17th, 2013

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Hello awesome readers!

So you have all seen the wonderful photos from my trip to the Romance Novel Convention in Vegas. Well let’s give some of the cool swag I collected away!

This is what we have for you all. Swag galore. There is a bunch of RNC and my own swag in these bags. It’s surprise but you will definitely receive 2 (TWO) signed by author books AND a TON of swag.

3 WINNERS = LOTTA LOOT.

CONGRATULATIONS WINNERS:

Krissy Burns-Holstein

Jeannie Baker-Platt

Shawanda Davis

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Guest Author – Next Move – S. Garie

Wednesday, July 31st, 2013

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Hey you awesome readers!

I’m gearing up for RNC! But before I go I have the fantabulous Sabrina Garie here to give you all a taste of her newest smexy book, Next Move. She’s also talking about date nights. Sigh. I don’t have many of those often. I’m excited to read more. Stay with us and check it out!

Date Night

Can you think of places you’ve been on a date that have really impacted the quality of the evening or somehow reflected the underlying nature of your growing relationship?

Creating venues for dates between the hero and heroine is not only fun but can also be done in a way to enhance or circumscribe the couples’ interaction. In Next Move, I twice used the restaurants as vehicles to advance the story. My favorite is Carousel, an artsy bar with open mic nights, poetry readings and the place to be in the small town of Madison. Let’s take a quick look through the snippet below and then I’ll tell you what I was trying to do with it.

“Let’s go out and have some fun. It’s open mic night at Carousel. A chance to laugh at Madison’s finest if there ever was one.”

His bellow brought a smile to her face. “You never do anything on a small scale, Joci. Let’s go be seen. I’m driving if you want to keep chugging scotch.”

“Spoilsport.”

Carousel, a former production factory for ceramic carousel horses refurbished into a restaurant, was hopping when they arrived. Jocelyn had helped the owner finance the renovation so she could always get a seat when she needed it. Vanilla-scented candles topped mosaic tables, each individually designed by a local artist, creating an eclectic but artsy feel to the room. Jared’s finger idly traced the blue, green and black tiles of the storm motif raging across their tabletop. “This is how we met,” he said.

“Looks like we would’ve met anyway.”

“True, but the outcome probably wouldn’t have been the same.”

Would she have let him in her life had it happened otherwise?

In this scene, we first are reminded of Jocelyn’s importance to the town, that her footprint is everywhere. But Jared first meets her outside Madison and thus from the beginning has always seen her a differently than everyone else, an insight which the design of Carousel reinforces. This creates a fertile atmosphere for Jocelyn who is coming to terms with her feelings for Jared.

Compare this with another venue in the book, the hotel restaurant, which I did not name as a reminder of the temporary nature of the date—just two people passing time waiting out a storm.

Maybe a little flirtation, far from home, work and incessant obligations could be fun. It was just a meal, no relationship potential she had to guard against. What would be the harm? When her stomach started making bear calls loud enough to grab the attention of half the restaurant, she opted for dinner and jogged to where the hostess stood next to a small round table in the back corner of the room.

A white tablecloth partially hid the red-and white-checkered plastic cover. Sugar packets and condiment bottles competed for space with lime-green ceramic candle sticks, Riesling on ice and caviar out of a can. Framed photos ripped from old Life magazines covered the restaurant walls, leaving snippets of black-and-red-poppy wallpaper visible. “Mr. Wyatt should be here shortly, so just sit, relax and let us take care of you. Let me start by pouring you a glass of champagne.”

The design of the table not only screams temporary but also hints at hidden truths underneath. A prettier tablecloth and nicer photos cover a reality of wear and tear underneath that will have to be worked through.

Thanks for stopping by. What’s your favorite date venue and why? How does it impact the mood of the date?

Next Move

Sabrina Garie

Chamber of Commerce CEO and single mother Jocelyn Wade plays to win—in the boardroom, at local politics and for her daughter. With an overloaded life and a heart scarred shut, she doesn’t do relationships. Ever. Until Jared Wyatt, the hot out-of-town fling she can’t seem to forget swaggers into her life with a different agenda—making Jocelyn his own.

Surviving a shattered marriage, Jared swore off women until a night of unparalleled passion with Jocelyn reawakens needs he thought long gone. When a new job as high school athletic director lands him in Jocelyn’s town, where sports and business rule, he must stay one move ahead of her in the game to win her body and heart.

After rancorous local politics upend their game board, they both must learn to trust again or lose a second chance at love.

And now for the awesome SUPER SEXY EXCERPT!!!!

By reading any further, you are stating that you are at least 18 years of age. If you are under the age of 18, please exit this site.

An Excerpt From: NEXT MOVE

“Unlike everyone else in this town, I’m not afraid of you, babe.” He moved over her, purposely looking down at her, channeling all his control through his eyes—a stance that usually had opponents quaking in their boots. Not her.

“Intimidation? It’s not working…darlin’.”

Grasping her upper arms, he pulled her against him so the hardness of his erection stroked across her mons until she shuddered against him. “It’s working just fine, darlin’. Stop pushing me away. You want this every damn bit as much as I do.”

“That was a fluke, a momentary weakness. I don’t do relationships.” Her face, smooth and hard as marble, denied any emotions.

Oh she’s good, but not good enough. “That ice-queen act may scare off the men around here but I know the hellion underneath. And I like her, claws and all.” One hand lifted her face toward him. The red wine on her breath mingled with her rose-lime scent as he licked her lower lip. “I know how to touch you, babe, to make you beg for it and you know I can make you scream. Play power games with me, you’ll lose. I don’t let up, ever.”

“Neither do I,” Jocelyn spat, a glint of darkness clouding her eyes the only hint that she was struggling to keep her will in check.

Tightening his hold, fingers furrowed into the soft flesh of her biceps to keep her close. “I’ve already outmaneuvered you tonight.”

“Overconfident so early in the game? Bad move. I lost a round, not the match.” She glared at him, those brown-black eyes had liquid silver shooting through his veins. He wanted to be pounding the hell out of her on the desk in the corner.

“God, you make me so hot.” He nibbled her chin and cupped her ass to him to let her feel the strength of his hunger.

“Changing battle tactics? Not working.” Her hands on his chest, she pushed back.

“Sure it is. You’re as ramped up as I am.” His hand snaked up under her jacket, his thumb flicked at the bullet-hard nipple. “Right now you’re imagining how you want me to take you. I like the desk, but maybe you’d prefer it against the wall? Hard and wild, just like you like it.” Desire widened her eyes.

“I don’t do relationships,” she whispered, pain crackled in her voice as she struggled to suppress a moan from escaping.

“So you keep selling, but I’m not buying.” He found his advantage and he pushed it. “Mark my words. I’m going to fuck you again, here in this office. It’ll be so damn good my name will be echoing through these hallways, you’ll be screaming it so loud. And then I’ll make love to you, kiss and stroke until you’re purring in my arms and begging for more.”

Distance, she needed distance. Liquid heat drenched her silk panties, she flamed so hot. Jared in full alpha was a sight to behold. The sandalwood scent tickled her nose, drumming up memories of that mouth licking her to bliss, those talented fingers… Damn.

“No, Jared. It’s not going to happen.”

“Yes, it is.” The steel in his voice was unmistakable. “I’m going to win, Jocelyn, because you want me to. I can smell the lust in your pores.” Warm breath on her neck fanned the flame engulfing her spine, traveling at breakneck speed to her womb.

Somehow she ripped free of his touch, those fingers still stroking her breast. It took every ounce of her control to not pull him in the corner and strip him bare. She had to get away. Instead of pissing him off and sending him packing with her gambit, she got more Jared. Time to regroup and figure out next steps, this was not over yet. Not by a long shot.

“Don’t bet on it. We’re done here.” Her voice cracked, but she pulled it together to strut out of the office to the elevator and didn’t look back. Jared could find his own way out.

A Romantica® contemporary erotic romance from Ellora’s Cave

Buy Links

Amazon http://www.amazon.com/Next-Move-ebook/dp/B00DSOY4RA/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1373069676&sr=8-1&keywords=Sabrina+Garie+Next+Move

Ellora’s Cave http://www.ellorascave.com/next-move.html

Barnes and Noble http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/next-move-sabrina-garie/1116110458?ean=9781419946301

All Romance Books https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-nextmove-1228443-340.html

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Guest Author – Cataclysmic Shift – T. Lain

Wednesday, July 24th, 2013

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Hello you awesome readers! Today I have the fantastic author of ALL things sexy with beautiful boys, Tara Lain! Give it up. She’s got a fun blog post on paranormal sex, a giveaway and a brand spanking new book! So let’s go read about it and share it all over the virtual world!

Paranormal Sex

Hi everyone. I’m Tara Lain and I write the Beautiful Boys of Romance. I’m delighted to be here today with my Milly. I’m celebrating the release of my new paranormal novel, Cataclysmic Shift. While a majority of my books are contemporary, I’ve written four paranormal novels and I really enjoy it. Contemporary romance presents the challenge of giving two characters a happy ending against all the odds that the real world can present. But paranormal allows the author to create her own world. And this is especially true for sex scenes! With only the restraints of imagination, paranormal sex can get wild!

Back at the very beginning of my writing career, I started a scifi novel in which the hero came from a planet where people were very modest physically but had no restraint in sex. They fed off each other’s sexual energy and often had sex in public. Plus, the male sex organs could revolve! How’s that for wish fulfillment! I still haven’t finished that book. But compared to that, the sex in my first paranormal novel, Spell Cat, was positively tame. My hero, a master witch, starts thunder and lightning storms when he loses control in bed. In my new book, Cataclysmic Shift, my hero is a cat who shifts into a human but loses his memory of being feline. Still, he likes to wash his face by licking his hand with his tongue, and in bed, he meows and may grab his lover by the scruff of the neck with his teeth! He also tries to lick his own private parts — but that’s another story that you’ll see in the excerpt I’ve included below.

What’s the wildest paranormal sex scene you’ve ever read?

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Excerpt R: CATACLYSMIC SHIFT by Tara Lain; A Cat Falls in Love with His Vet

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Super cat, Aloysius, may be the most powerful witch’s familiar in the world, but when he takes a blast at the hand of an evil witch he loses it all — power, memory, and his feline form — to become the ethereal human beauty, Alain Bellarose. When Alain wakes up naked on the floor surrounded by dogs and cats, his eyes first set upon Luke Elliott, the handsome and mysterious veterinarian. Suddenly, the prospect of being human doesn’t seem so bad. Luke has a lot to hide and he likes animals way more than people, but he can’t resist the flamboyant boy who washes his face with the side of his hand and tries to lick his own privates! The loss of Aloysius depletes the power of the Witch Master, Killian Barth, and that of his “secret weapon” Sammy and leaves their coven sitting ducks for two very nasty females. When Alain discovers that he’s really a powerful cat, he’s faced with the ultimate choice. To protect his community, or stay with the man he loves.

Alain sat cross-legged on the bed. These pajama pants Luke bought him were pretty comfortable. What a strange night. Who were those men to him? Killian and Blaine? They seemed very important. The urge to protect Killian had wiped out every thought and feeling he had. Still, they hadn’t recognized him. That was disappointing, but he didn’t know why.

He sighed. And Luke. The man wanted to get rid of him. Couldn’t blame him. Alain had come in and interfered with his privacy. He should leave. But that felt so wrong. And he wanted to be friends with Luke. He could feel the man’s loneliness like a well of darkness. But when he tried to be friends, his big penis kept getting in the way. Like last night. He just wanted to have Luke’s company in that bed, but he kept waking up with his member hard and hurting. It didn’t feel all that relaxed right now.

He looked over at Amelia, who stuck her leg in the air, leaned down, and licked her female parts. Hmm. He listened. Dishes still rattled in the kitchen. Luke had said he’d clean up since Alain had set everything out. He would have liked to help, but it felt like Luke wanted to be alone.

Amelia seemed to be enjoying her bath. He should be able to do it. He stretched out a leg and bent down. His head easily rested on his thigh. If he tucked his head, it might work.

He slipped off his pajama pants and dropped them on the bed beside him. There it was. He had no idea how he came to have such an impressive penis. And he must have a basis for comparison, because he knew it was big. Whose penis had he seen? What did Luke’s penis look like?

He reached down and pulled back his foreskin. That felt very good indeed.

Okay. Could he do it? He leaned until his head passed his thigh and rested on the sheet beneath. So close. With one hand, he grabbed his penis and stretched it toward his mouth. He curled his neck. Damn, it seemed like it would feel so good if he could clean it like Amelia was doing. Why didn’t it work?

He stuck out his tongue.

Yes. The tip of his tongue contacted the foreskin. Oh my goodness. He gave two licks. With his other hand, he pulled back the skin and exposed the gleaming head of his member. Oh yes. His tongue made contact again. Warm, wet, heavenly. He stretched his tongue until the root burned, but he couldn’t get much more of the penis wet. Still, this was wonderful. What would it be like if someone else did it for him?

His rumbles tickled his chest. “Hmmpurrrrr.” He licked all around the head, then tried to push into that tiny hole. “Purrrrrrrrr.”

“Alain?” Luke’s voice came from behind the door that stood ajar.

He froze. Luke seemed to find him unusual. This felt like a perfectly normal activity to him, but Luke might not think so.

“Is anything wrong?” Luke sounded concerned.

Alain grabbed his pajama pants and pulled them across his lap as he sat up. His penis was quite stiff from his ministrations. “No, I’m fine. Come in.”

Luke pushed open the door, glanced at Alain’s lap, and blushed. “I’m so sorry. I didn’t mean to intrude. You should have closed your door, and I wouldn’t have bothered you.”

What did he mean, exactly?

Luke grinned. “But hey, we all do it, right?”

Oh. “You do? Because I found it quite difficult.”

“You did?”

Alain pulled his eyebrows together. “Amelia does it with such ease, but I found I couldn’t get as far as she does. How do you do it?”

Luke frowned and sat on the edge of the bed. “Amelia? What are we talking about, Alain?”

“Trying to lick one’s balls and member. Isn’t that what you meant?”

Luke’s mouth opened, then closed again. Then he started to laugh. “Not exactly, but I was correct that there’s hardly a guy on the planet who hasn’t tried it. Never with much success, though. If we could do it, the race would probably vanish, since no man would look for a partner to do it for him.” He laughed some more.

If you get a chance, go read the one that started all the fun with Aloysius. You’re sure to enjoy it!

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About Tara

Tara Lain never met a beautiful boy she didn’t love – at least on paper. A writer of erotic romance, mostly male/male and ménage, Tara loves all her characters, but especially her handsome heroes. Tara’s first novel was published in January of 2011 and she’s now on book 19. She was voted Best Author of 2011 in the LRC Awards, had her Genetic Attraction Series named runner-up for Best Series of 2011, and is a frequent presenter at RT, GayRomLit , RWA, and other conferences. Passionate about diversity, justice, inclusion and new ideas, she says on her tombstone it will read, “Yes”.