WINNERS for The Howloween and Wicked After DarkBlog Hops!
And the winners of the e-books are: Beckey White, Lisa G., and Kristi McGill!
For Everyone who took the time — Thanks for stopping by! Come back to visit anytime!
Don’t forget The Driver’s Seat is now available on Amazon!
WARNING: This story contains explicit sex, spanking and a sexy hot Alpha Male.
Seattle Attorney, Belenda “Len” McCreevy has had one hellacious week, but when her battery dies during an ice storm in backwoods Wyoming, it only gets worse. The resort-bound Len is rescued by Jack, local mechanic with a Matthew McConaughey smile and a truck load of dominate appeal that has her hormones raging. It soon becomes clear he’s looking to service more than just her car, but while the man might be good with his hands, Len’s determined to maintain control and be on her way.
Against his better judgment, Jack agrees to let the stubborn woman drive off in the middle of the winter squall with the understanding that if he has to pull her out of a ditch, he’ll also spank her ass.
When Len careens off the road, more than just her car crashes at rock bottom. She swallows her pride and calls the only man who can help.
Stuck in the storm, the two find they have more in common than lust. But will Jack’s secret destroy their growing love and take him out of the driver’s seat?
You can purchase The Driver’s Seat at Amazon.
Happy Halloween!!
Welcome Hoppers from Halloween Blog Hop!
WIN!!!!
Leave a comment WITH YOUR EMAIL for a chance to win one of my backlist titles. I’m giving away three ebooks. And other hoppers are giving away lots of other exciting prizes. So leave a comment here and hop along for more chances to win, win, win.
If you enjoy a little corporal punishment with your sex, then …try Jack. He’s an awfully delicious Alpha Male with a Matthew McConaughey smile and an F-150 truck-load of dominate appeal. He’s never at a loss for a snappy come back, but more often he let’s his fingers (and other strategic body parts) do the talking for him.
WARNING: This story contains explicit sex, spanking and a sexy hot Alpha Male.
Seattle Attorney, Belenda “Len” McCreevy has had one hellacious week, but when her battery dies during an ice storm in backwoods Wyoming, it only gets worse. The resort-bound Len is rescued by Jack, local mechanic with a Matthew McConaughey smile and a truck load of dominate appeal that has her hormones raging. It soon becomes clear he’s looking to service more than just her car, but while the man might be good with his hands, Len’s determined to maintain control and be on her way.
Against his better judgment, Jack agrees to let the stubborn woman drive off in the middle of the winter squall with the understanding that if he has to pull her out of a ditch, he’ll also spank her ass.
When Len careens off the road, more than just her car crashes at rock bottom. She swallows her pride and calls the only man who can help.
Stuck in the storm, the two find they have more in common than lust. But will Jack’s secret destroy their growing love and take him out of the driver’s seat?
Excerpt:
He stood, stalked to her and pulled her against him. “Let go, Belenda, and let me handle your needs for a while.” His hand trailed over her ass.
She froze and flamed in the same instant. Goosebumps rose all over her body and wildfire ran through her veins. He made it sound so tempting. She did want to let go and not have to worry about anything.
His whispered words sealed her choice. “I’ll make it worth your while, darlin’.” He broke his hold and stepped back. The cold sank in again with his absence. “Nothing else will happen between us unless you make good on your promise.” He pointed a finger at her. “You decide.”
Without being asked, she unzipped her skirt, allowing it to slip to the floor then stepped out of it. It wasn’t like her to be so sexually bold, but like Jack had said, she was a lot of things today she usually wasn’t. And he brought out something primitive in her she’d never felt.
He licked his lips and crooked his finger. “Come here.”
Shit.
Her knees knocked and wobbled. She walked over to him. He cut his steely gaze up to her face and looped his fingers through her panties, sliding them to her knees.
Before she could take a breath, he was on her again.
Damn.
He was quick as a rattlesnake with a grip like a boa constrictor. He swept her up in his arms, claiming her lips in the process. Tension built in her belly. Not all of it the throes of passion. Was she going to get spanked or fucked? Or both?
At this point, she didn’t care. She melted in his arms as he knelt and laid her on the rug.
He trailed his tongue around the shell of her ear. She quivered all the way to her toes. He whispered, “You just leave the drivin’ to me, darlin’.”
Her blouse, bra and panties were short work. Yes. She’d been right. Very good with his hands. It seemed fulfilling desire was more important than his promise to burn her ass after all, but when his hot hands trailed over her, they left seared skin in their wake anyway. She closed her eyes and let the sensation pull a loud moan from her lips. How long had it been since a man’s touch had given her so much pleasure?
Never.
He released her long enough to pull off his boots, jeans and boxers. Then the over shirt and tee. The firelight flickered over taut muscles and tan skin.
Jesus.
He was magnificent. Exactly as advertised and more.
Even if she’d wanted to, she couldn’t have torn her gaze from his glorious nakedness. Pecs with a generous dusting of light hair she wanted to bury her face in, cut abs Anheuser-Busch would envy and a thick cock jutting out between his legs. He smirked in smug satisfaction, apparently pleased with her reaction to his naked body.
She licked her lips, grabbed him with a firm grip and pumped her hand up and down in even strokes. “I wanna suck your dick, darlin’”
He moaned. “Oh, fuckin’ hell. Your hand feels so good wrapped around my cock.” Still on his knees, he lay back on the rug. “But fair is fair, darlin’. Only if I get a taste too.”
He pulled her on top of his chest and spun her so she faced away from his head. Then he lifted her thighs and lowered her exposed crotch over his face.
His tongue stroked between the slick folds. She gasped and braced herself. “Oh, my God.”
He pull away just far enough to whisper, “Not yet, but I will be after tonight.”
You can purchase The Driver’s Seat at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and most major retailers.
Don’t forget to leave a comment for a chance to win one of the following books:
Pinocchio Syndrome
“I love a good erotic read and I love to laugh! This book did not disappoint!!” Kellie Kamryn, 5 Stars on Amazon
Chio Pino, Chicago’s newest wiseguy, is given his most important assignment to date –protection detail for Rosaria De Luca, his godfather’s daughter.
Home from college and grown-up in all the right places, Rose is determined to lose her virginity to Chio, the guy she’s had a crush on since fourth grade.
With a meat cleaver-wielding mob boss on his ass and an overly amorous temptress in his face, Chio’s problems are growing just like his dick when he lies.
Can he resist her or will he lose his expandable man part and his heart with one impulsive act?
One Knight in Brooklyn
“This well-written, hot read, was a fast-paced story that got me hooked at the beginning and I didn’t want to put it down.” Kellie Kamryn, 5 Stars Amazon
After signing up for a one-night stand through an exclusive matching agency, hopeless romantic Marianne Caldwell is swept away to a medieval land where she hopes to spend the night with a worthy man of honor.
Unsure of how she got from the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas to a castle in the English countryside, Mare finds Robert, whose stunning physique and winning smile immediately convince her he’s the Robin Hood she’s been seeking. But despite his efforts in saving her from a corrupt sheriff, his Jersey Shore accent and coarse ways unravel her romantic visions.
With her fairytale fantasies coming unhinged, Mare must decide if Robert is just a crass car salesman from Brooklyn or the chivalrous knight she’s looking for.
Night with a Dom
“Wow, just wow. I read Ms. Major’s first 1NS and I was blown away with her sense of humor, richly drawn characters “ Harlie’s Book Reivews, 5 Stars
“I loved the characters and thought the plot was engaging – I just really wanted Melody to get her happy ending! This story flowed from start to finish and was a very satisfying read. If you like bdsm romance, give this one a try – you won’t be disappointed!” Sue London, Review on Amazon, 5 Stars
Leave a comment and let me know how you enjoyed the story.
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Wicked After Dark is in The Driver’s Seat
Welcome Hoppers from The Wicked After Dark Blog Hop!
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Leave a comment WITH YOUR EMAIL for a chance to win one of my backlist titles. I’m giving away three ebooks. And other hoppers are giving away lots of other exciting prizes. So leave a comment here and hop along for more chances to win, win, win.
If you enjoy a little corporal punishment with your sex, then …try Jack. He’s an awfully delicious Alpha Male with a Matthew McConaughey smile and an F-150 truck-load of dominate appeal. He’s never at a loss for a snappy come back, but more often he let’s his fingers (and other strategic body parts) do the talking for him.
WARNING: This story contains explicit sex, spanking and a sexy hot Alpha Male.
Seattle Attorney, Belenda “Len” McCreevy has had one hellacious week, but when her battery dies during an ice storm in backwoods Wyoming, it only gets worse. The resort-bound Len is rescued by Jack, local mechanic with a Matthew McConaughey smile and a truck load of dominate appeal that has her hormones raging. It soon becomes clear he’s looking to service more than just her car, but while the man might be good with his hands, Len’s determined to maintain control and be on her way.
Against his better judgment, Jack agrees to let the stubborn woman drive off in the middle of the winter squall with the understanding that if he has to pull her out of a ditch, he’ll also spank her ass.
When Len careens off the road, more than just her car crashes at rock bottom. She swallows her pride and calls the only man who can help.
Stuck in the storm, the two find they have more in common than lust. But will Jack’s secret destroy their growing love and take him out of the driver’s seat?
Excerpt:
He stood, stalked to her and pulled her against him. “Let go, Belenda, and let me handle your needs for a while.” His hand trailed over her ass.
She froze and flamed in the same instant. Goosebumps rose all over her body and wildfire ran through her veins. He made it sound so tempting. She did want to let go and not have to worry about anything.
His whispered words sealed her choice. “I’ll make it worth your while, darlin’.” He broke his hold and stepped back. The cold sank in again with his absence. “Nothing else will happen between us unless you make good on your promise.” He pointed a finger at her. “You decide.”
Without being asked, she unzipped her skirt, allowing it to slip to the floor then stepped out of it. It wasn’t like her to be so sexually bold, but like Jack had said, she was a lot of things today she usually wasn’t. And he brought out something primitive in her she’d never felt.
He licked his lips and crooked his finger. “Come here.”
Shit.
Her knees knocked and wobbled. She walked over to him. He cut his steely gaze up to her face and looped his fingers through her panties, sliding them to her knees.
Before she could take a breath, he was on her again.
Damn.
He was quick as a rattlesnake with a grip like a boa constrictor. He swept her up in his arms, claiming her lips in the process. Tension built in her belly. Not all of it the throes of passion. Was she going to get spanked or fucked? Or both?
At this point, she didn’t care. She melted in his arms as he knelt and laid her on the rug.
He trailed his tongue around the shell of her ear. She quivered all the way to her toes. He whispered, “You just leave the drivin’ to me, darlin’.”
Her blouse, bra and panties were short work. Yes. She’d been right. Very good with his hands. It seemed fulfilling desire was more important than his promise to burn her ass after all, but when his hot hands trailed over her, they left seared skin in their wake anyway. She closed her eyes and let the sensation pull a loud moan from her lips. How long had it been since a man’s touch had given her so much pleasure?
Never.
He released her long enough to pull off his boots, jeans and boxers. Then the over shirt and tee. The firelight flickered over taut muscles and tan skin.
Jesus.
He was magnificent. Exactly as advertised and more.
Even if she’d wanted to, she couldn’t have torn her gaze from his glorious nakedness. Pecs with a generous dusting of light hair she wanted to bury her face in, cut abs Anheuser-Busch would envy and a thick cock jutting out between his legs. He smirked in smug satisfaction, apparently pleased with her reaction to his naked body.
She licked her lips, grabbed him with a firm grip and pumped her hand up and down in even strokes. “I wanna suck your dick, darlin’”
He moaned. “Oh, fuckin’ hell. Your hand feels so good wrapped around my cock.” Still on his knees, he lay back on the rug. “But fair is fair, darlin’. Only if I get a taste too.”
He pulled her on top of his chest and spun her so she faced away from his head. Then he lifted her thighs and lowered her exposed crotch over his face.
His tongue stroked between the slick folds. She gasped and braced herself. “Oh, my God.”
He pull away just far enough to whisper, “Not yet, but I will be after tonight.”
You can purchase The Driver’s Seat at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and most major retailers.
Don’t forget to leave a comment for a chance to win one of the following books:
Pinocchio Syndrome
“I love a good erotic read and I love to laugh! This book did not disappoint!!” Kellie Kamryn, 5 Stars on Amazon
Chio Pino, Chicago’s newest wiseguy, is given his most important assignment to date –protection detail for Rosaria De Luca, his godfather’s daughter.
Home from college and grown-up in all the right places, Rose is determined to lose her virginity to Chio, the guy she’s had a crush on since fourth grade.
With a meat cleaver-wielding mob boss on his ass and an overly amorous temptress in his face, Chio’s problems are growing just like his dick when he lies.
Can he resist her or will he lose his expandable man part and his heart with one impulsive act?
One Knight in Brooklyn
“This well-written, hot read, was a fast-paced story that got me hooked at the beginning and I didn’t want to put it down.” Kellie Kamryn, 5 Stars Amazon
After signing up for a one-night stand through an exclusive matching agency, hopeless romantic Marianne Caldwell is swept away to a medieval land where she hopes to spend the night with a worthy man of honor.
Unsure of how she got from the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas to a castle in the English countryside, Mare finds Robert, whose stunning physique and winning smile immediately convince her he’s the Robin Hood she’s been seeking. But despite his efforts in saving her from a corrupt sheriff, his Jersey Shore accent and coarse ways unravel her romantic visions.
With her fairytale fantasies coming unhinged, Mare must decide if Robert is just a crass car salesman from Brooklyn or the chivalrous knight she’s looking for.
Night with a Dom
“Wow, just wow. I read Ms. Major’s first 1NS and I was blown away with her sense of humor, richly drawn characters “ Harlie’s Book Reivews, 5 Stars
“I loved the characters and thought the plot was engaging – I just really wanted Melody to get her happy ending! This story flowed from start to finish and was a very satisfying read. If you like bdsm romance, give this one a try – you won’t be disappointed!” Sue London, Review on Amazon, 5 Stars
Leave a comment and let me know how you enjoyed the story.
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WINNERS for The Bewitching and Alpha Males Blog Hops!
Welcome Hoppers!
– You are in the right place.
I had a great RELEASE Day party for The Driver’s Seat – My new erotic contemporary!! And it’s a party!!
And here are the winners.
The $10 Gift Card goes to Jessica B.!!!! Yay, Jessica. Congratulations.
And the winners of the e-books are: Sharon Clare, Marlena Fein, Tamara Hoffa!
For Everyone who took the time — Thanks for stopping by! Come back to visit anytime!
Don’t forget The Driver’s Seat is now available on Amazon!
WARNING: This story contains explicit sex, spanking and a sexy hot Alpha Male.
Seattle Attorney, Belenda “Len” McCreevy has had one hellacious week, but when her battery dies during an ice storm in backwoods Wyoming, it only gets worse. The resort-bound Len is rescued by Jack, local mechanic with a Matthew McConaughey smile and a truck load of dominate appeal that has her hormones raging. It soon becomes clear he’s looking to service more than just her car, but while the man might be good with his hands, Len’s determined to maintain control and be on her way.
Against his better judgment, Jack agrees to let the stubborn woman drive off in the middle of the winter squall with the understanding that if he has to pull her out of a ditch, he’ll also spank her ass.
When Len careens off the road, more than just her car crashes at rock bottom. She swallows her pride and calls the only man who can help.
Stuck in the storm, the two find they have more in common than lust. But will Jack’s secret destroy their growing love and take him out of the driver’s seat?
You can purchase The Driver’s Seat at Amazon.
RELEASE DAY for The Driver’s Seat — Bewitching Alpha Males and Some Scary Good Prizes!
Welcome Hoppers from The Alpha Male
and The Bewitching Blog Hops — You are in the right place.
We are all about sharing here, so please feel free to hop along both paths for other sexy stories and posts.
IT’s RELEASE Day for The Driver’s Seat – My new erotic contemporary!! And it’s a party!!
WIN!!!! A Kindle Fire or Nook Tablet/$130 Amazon or B&N Gift Card/Swag Pack!
Leave a comment WITH YOUR EMAIL for a chance to win one of the GRAND PRIZES and a $10 AMAZON Gift Card or one of my backlist titles. I’m giving away one Gift Card and three ebooks. And both hops are giving away lots of other exciting prizes. So leave a comment here and hop along for more chances to win, win, win.
If you enjoy a little corporal punishment with your sex, then …try Jack. He’s an awfully delicious Alpha Male with a Matthew McConaughey smile and an F-150 truck-load of dominate appeal. He’s never at a loss for a snappy come back, but more often he let’s his fingers (and other strategic body parts) do the talking for him.
WARNING: This story contains explicit sex, spanking and a sexy hot Alpha Male.
Seattle Attorney, Belenda “Len” McCreevy has had one hellacious week, but when her battery dies during an ice storm in backwoods Wyoming, it only gets worse. The resort-bound Len is rescued by Jack, local mechanic with a Matthew McConaughey smile and a truck load of dominate appeal that has her hormones raging. It soon becomes clear he’s looking to service more than just her car, but while the man might be good with his hands, Len’s determined to maintain control and be on her way.
Against his better judgment, Jack agrees to let the stubborn woman drive off in the middle of the winter squall with the understanding that if he has to pull her out of a ditch, he’ll also spank her ass.
When Len careens off the road, more than just her car crashes at rock bottom. She swallows her pride and calls the only man who can help.
Stuck in the storm, the two find they have more in common than lust. But will Jack’s secret destroy their growing love and take him out of the driver’s seat?
New EXCLUSIVE Excerpt:
He stood, stalked to her and pulled her against him. “Let go, Belenda, and let me handle your needs for a while.” His hand trailed over her ass.
She froze and flamed in the same instant. Goosebumps rose all over her body and wildfire ran through her veins. He made it sound so tempting. She did want to let go and not have to worry about anything.
His whispered words sealed her choice. “I’ll make it worth your while, darlin’.” He broke his hold and stepped back. The cold sank in again with his absence. “Nothing else will happen between us unless you make good on your promise.” He pointed a finger at her. “You decide.”
Without being asked, she unzipped her skirt, allowing it to slip to the floor then stepped out of it. It wasn’t like her to be so sexually bold, but like Jack had said, she was a lot of things today she usually wasn’t. And he brought out something primitive in her she’d never felt.
He licked his lips and crooked his finger. “Come here.”
Shit.
Her knees knocked and wobbled. She walked over to him. He cut his steely gaze up to her face and looped his fingers through her panties, sliding them to her knees.
Before she could take a breath, he was on her again.
Damn.
He was quick as a rattlesnake with a grip like a boa constrictor. He swept her up in his arms, claiming her lips in the process. Tension built in her belly. Not all of it the throes of passion. Was she going to get spanked or fucked? Or both?
At this point, she didn’t care. She melted in his arms as he knelt and laid her on the rug.
He trailed his tongue around the shell of her ear. She quivered all the way to her toes. He whispered, “You just leave the drivin’ to me, darlin’.”
Her blouse, bra and panties were short work. Yes. She’d been right. Very good with his hands. It seemed fulfilling desire was more important than his promise to burn her ass after all, but when his hot hands trailed over her, they left seared skin in their wake anyway. She closed her eyes and let the sensation pull a loud moan from her lips. How long had it been since a man’s touch had given her so much pleasure?
Never.
He released her long enough to pull off his boots, jeans and boxers. Then the over shirt and tee. The firelight flickered over taut muscles and tan skin.
Jesus.
He was magnificent. Exactly as advertised and more.
Even if she’d wanted to, she couldn’t have torn her gaze from his glorious nakedness. Pecs with a generous dusting of light hair she wanted to bury her face in, cut abs Anheuser-Busch would envy and a thick cock jutting out between his legs. He smirked in smug satisfaction, apparently pleased with her reaction to his naked body.
She licked her lips, grabbed him with a firm grip and pumped her hand up and down in even strokes. “I wanna suck your dick, darlin’”
He moaned. “Oh, fuckin’ hell. Your hand feels so good wrapped around my cock.” Still on his knees, he lay back on the rug. “But fair is fair, darlin’. Only if I get a taste too.”
He pulled her on top of his chest and spun her so she faced away from his head. Then he lifted her thighs and lowered her exposed crotch over his face.
His tongue stroked between the slick folds. She gasped and braced herself. “Oh, my God.”
He pull away just far enough to whisper, “Not yet, but I will be after tonight.”
You can purchase The Driver’s Seat at Amazon, Barnes and Noble and most major retailers.
Welcome Hot, Sexy, Summer Solstice Nights Blog Hoppers!
Welcome Hoppers from The Hot Summer Nights
and The Sexy Summer Solstice Blog Hops — You are in the right place.
We are all about sharing here, so please feel free to hop along both paths for other sexy stories and posts.
Leave a comment for a chance to win one of my backlist titles. I’m giving away three ebooks. And both hops are giving away lots of exciting prizes.
Here is another short about my favorite Dom and life coach, Cary Moore.
If you enjoy a little corporal punishment with your sex, then …try Mr. Moore out. He’s awfully delicious.
WARNING: This story contains explicit sex, spanking and a sexy hot Dom.
MOORE DISCIPLINE by Casea Major
SORRY you missed the story. Check back soon for more SEXY Cary Moore!
In the mean time, consider picking up one of my stories on Amazon or Barnes and Noble!
Pinocchio Syndrome
“I love a good erotic read and I love to laugh! This book did not disappoint!!” Kellie Kamryn, 5 Stars on Amazon
Chio Pino, Chicago’s newest wiseguy, is given his most important assignment to date –protection detail for Rosaria De Luca, his godfather’s daughter.
Home from college and grown-up in all the right places, Rose is determined to lose her virginity to Chio, the guy she’s had a crush on since fourth grade.
With a meat cleaver-wielding mob boss on his ass and an overly amorous temptress in his face, Chio’s problems are growing just like his dick when he lies.
Can he resist her or will he lose his expandable man part and his heart with one impulsive act?
One Knight in Brooklyn
“This well-written, hot read, was a fast-paced story that got me hooked at the beginning and I didn’t want to put it down.” Kellie Kamryn, 5 Stars Amazon
After signing up for a one-night stand through an exclusive matching agency, hopeless romantic Marianne Caldwell is swept away to a medieval land where she hopes to spend the night with a worthy man of honor.
Unsure of how she got from the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas to a castle in the English countryside, Mare finds Robert, whose stunning physique and winning smile immediately convince her he’s the Robin Hood she’s been seeking. But despite his efforts in saving her from a corrupt sheriff, his Jersey Shore accent and coarse ways unravel her romantic visions.
With her fairytale fantasies coming unhinged, Mare must decide if Robert is just a crass car salesman from Brooklyn or the chivalrous knight she’s looking for.
Night with a Dom
“Wow, just wow. I read Ms. Major’s first 1NS and I was blown away with her sense of humor, richly drawn characters “ Harlie’s Book Reivews, 5 Stars
“I loved the characters and thought the plot was engaging – I just really wanted Melody to get her happy ending! This story flowed from start to finish and was a very satisfying read. If you like bdsm romance, give this one a try – you won’t be disappointed!” Sue London, Review on Amazon, 5 Stars
Leave a comment and let me know how you enjoyed the story.
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Greetings Earthday Blog Hoppers!
The Definition of Priceless
Priceless – Invaluable; having incalculable worth
Casea’s definition – Something that can’t be replaced if broken or consumed
I don’t know about you, but I don’t have too much in my possession that is priceless. No ancient artifacts or precious gems.
The things in my life that are priceless – my family. And my world.
This day and age we all know what ‘going green’ or ‘carbon footprint’ is, but do we really see it as our responsibility to maintain?
If you’re like me you probably think what’s one more person throwing a plastic water bottle in the trash. And don’t get me started on the plastic bags from Wal-Mart and Target. If you don’t throw those puppies away they could take over your house. Geez, those things accumulate.
Well imagine hundreds of millions of people with hundreds of plastic bags then you begin to get an idea of how truly devastating to the environment one little person can be.
And the truth is – It takes so little to make a big difference. To conserve energy and water. To give just a little extra effort to protect our environment. To find out more you can go to Earthday.org for all kinds of projects and ideas.
Money, Time and Effort – How much can you afford to protect something priceless?
I’m giving away an e-book copy of any of my stories. Just comment below for a chance to win.
Happy Valentine’s Day Massage and Giveaway!
Every year for Valentine’s Day my husband asks, “What do you want?” I think it’s because he wants me to say, “Nothing.”
Ha Ha Ha! Every year I ask for a massage. As a mother of three under the age of eight, I need to relax and a massage not only soothes tense muscles, but it gets me away from my stressful environment for a while. You know the one where you can’t take a shower or use the bathroom without someone interrupting you.
So as your treat today I’m giving you a short steamy massage story and offering a chance to win a five dollar gift card from All Romance EBooks.
For your chance to win – Just “like” my Facebook page and follow my blog, then leave a comment with your email to follow-up and tell me what you like for Valentine’s Day.
Moore Massage by Casea Major
Story One from Moore is Better Series
If you have more stress you need Moore massage!
WARNING: This story contains explicit sex and language some may find offensive.
Sorry you missed Cary! Check back soon for Moore!
Hope you are sufficiently relaxed. Visit our other wonderful blog spots HERE at Just Romance Me.
And if you liked the FREE story. Consider purchasing my hilarious erotic Time Travel from Decadent Publishing — One Knight in Brooklyn
And the Winner is…
Congratulations, Kathryn. You WON the copy of One Knight in Brooklyn.
You can find the WINNERS of more great prizes HERE.
And Don’t Forget Night With A Dom is coming this summer!
The following excerpt is rated R. Please keep in mind that the book does contain adult themes and language, and is not suitable for minors. Thank you.
Blurb
On New Year’s Eve workaholic Melody Manning is informed by her ex he’s getting married. Devastated by the news, she blames the slave-driver tactics of her former boss for her break up.
To release the heartbreak and provide herself with some much needed stress relief, she enlists the help of an exclusive matching agency specializing in one-night stands.
At the Castillo Resort and Winery in Sonoma Valley, Mel meets the mysterious Dom who has agreed to the last minute rendezvous. The sexy masked Master promises to get to the bottom of Mel’s guilt and provide ultimate satisfaction under the safety of his stern hand.
After an emotional night of submission and uninhibited passion, will her lover’s unmasking lead to the end of their encounter or give Mel another chance at love?
And for a Pre-edit Excerpt of my new 1NS story coming this summer from Decadent
Excerpt Night With A Dom
She set her toiletries on the bathroom counter and brushed through her hair. Examining herself in the mirror, she eyed her body critically. Hope he likes busty brunettes with blue eyes. She turned around to look at her derrière. Craning her head back over her shoulder, she lifted her skirt. Only one or two noticeable cellulite dimples. The lace of the thong rubbed her tailbone. An image of a large hand smacking her bare ass made her gasp and clench her legs together.
Was she really ready for a spanking? Her eyes fluttered closed. She’d always found the idea of a spanking erotic and had actually tried it once with Jason. But it just hadn’t been in him to slap her hard enough. He was too sweet and hated the thought of hurting her. The whole experience had left her disappointed, wanting more.
She shivered. But this Dominic, she felt pretty certain, would have no trouble hitting hard enough. At least if she completely embarrassed herself she’d never have to see him again. And thank the gods I don’t know him. But tonight she’d get to know him, wouldn’t she? Intimately.
Erotic thoughts swam in her mind. She pictured him as slightly older but fit. Strong and forceful. Her cheeks heated again at the thought of the special request she’d made. Her sex twitched. Madame Eve said he had no issues with her requests, although Mel couldn’t imagine a Dominate man would have any inhibitions when it came to sex. She reapplied her lipstick and headed to Room 1467 down the hall.
She reached the door and stopped short. Her palms became sweaty, her mouth went dry, and her sphincter clenched so tight she feared it might chew through her new underwear. Her hand trembled as she knocked.
“Enter.” A deep voice rumbled.
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One Knight in Brooklyn is available now on Decadent’s website and all of the popular eBook stores such as Kindle, Sony, Nook, ARe, BookStrand, and Coffeetime.
One Knight in Brooklyn is the 42nd story in the ever popular multi-author series based around Madame Eve’s high-end match making service, 1-Night Stand. With Madame Eve anything is possible. Especially when the date begins in one of the Castillo Hotels and Resorts located around the world.
Blurb One Knight in Brooklyn
After signing up for a one-night stand through an exclusive matching agency, hopeless romantic Marianne Caldwell is swept away to a medieval land where she hopes to spend the night with a worthy man of honor.
Unsure of how she got from the Castillo Hotel in Las Vegas to a castle in the English countryside, Mare finds Robert, whose stunning physique and winning smile immediately convince her he’s the Robin Hood she’s been seeking. But despite his efforts in saving her from a corrupt sheriff, his Jersey Shore accent and coarse ways unravel her romantic visions.
With her fairytale fantasies coming unhinged, Mare must decide if Robert is just a crass car salesman from Brooklyn or the chivalrous knight she’s looking for.
The following excerpt is rated R. Please keep in mind that the book does contain adult themes and language, and is not suitable for minors. Thank you.
Blurb
On New Year’s Eve workaholic Melody Manning is informed by her ex he’s getting married. Devastated by the news, she blames the slave-driver tactics of her former boss for her break up.
To release the heartbreak and provide herself with some much needed stress relief, she enlists the help of an exclusive matching agency specializing in one-night stands.
At the Castillo Resort and Winery in Sonoma Valley, Mel meets the mysterious Dom who has agreed to the last minute rendezvous. The sexy masked Master promises to get to the bottom of Mel’s guilt and provide ultimate satisfaction under the safety of his stern hand.
After an emotional night of submission and uninhibited passion, will her lover’s unmasking lead to the end of their encounter or give Mel another chance at love?
And for a Pre-edit Excerpt of my new 1NS story coming this summer from Decadent
Excerpt Night With A Dom
She set her toiletries on the bathroom counter and brushed through her hair. Examining herself in the mirror, she eyed her body critically. Hope he likes busty brunettes with blue eyes. She turned around to look at her derrière. Craning her head back over her shoulder, she lifted her skirt. Only one or two noticeable cellulite dimples. The lace of the thong rubbed her tailbone. An image of a large hand smacking her bare ass made her gasp and clench her legs together.
Was she really ready for a spanking? Her eyes fluttered closed. She’d always found the idea of a spanking erotic and had actually tried it once with Jason. But it just hadn’t been in him to slap her hard enough. He was too sweet and hated the thought of hurting her. The whole experience had left her disappointed, wanting more.
She shivered. But this Dominic, she felt pretty certain, would have no trouble hitting hard enough. At least if she completely embarrassed herself she’d never have to see him again. And thank the gods I don’t know him. But tonight she’d get to know him, wouldn’t she? Intimately.
Erotic thoughts swam in her mind. She pictured him as slightly older but fit. Strong and forceful. Her cheeks heated again at the thought of the special request she’d made. Her sex twitched. Madame Eve said he had no issues with her requests, although Mel couldn’t imagine a Dominate man would have any inhibitions when it came to sex. She reapplied her lipstick and headed to Room 1467 down the hall.
She reached the door and stopped short. Her palms became sweaty, her mouth went dry, and her sphincter clenched so tight she feared it might chew through her new underwear. Her hand trembled as she knocked.
“Enter.” A deep voice rumbled.
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A Good Knight!
Marianne Caldwell put the finishing touches on the tree. Not that the five foot shrubbery needed any extra. The little thing was decked out with five hundred lights, six dozen ornaments and twenty-five feet of the finest silver garland sold at Macy’s. This tree was pimped to the high heavens. She breathed in the fresh evergreen scent as she tied on the small, red, velvet bows, praying for everything to be perfect.
Mare had never waited until Christmas Eve to put a tree up before. She’d never spent Christmas away from her family either. Nor had she ever been wildly, madly, passionately in love with anyone. Until now. It seemed this was a year of firsts.
Her first one-night stand had turned into her first experience of “shacking up.” Dad had taken a little bit of backlash from his conservative Baptist congregation over that one. But in the end, Robert had won them over. Or maybe Michael had. He was the most precious 5-year-old that had ever existed. It was hard not to love him…or his father.
She smiled, admiring her handy work. The little guy would be surprised when he came back from his grandparents. She glanced at her watch. Hopefully her big guy would be just as surprised. Her heart fluttered at the thought of his sapphire eyes and dark wavy hair. Fifteen minutes and his shift at the station would be over. They would spend their first Christmas together. Maybe tonight would be the night she’d waited for. She hoped so.
Robert was the man of her dreams. She giggled. When he actually kept his hands to himself and let her dream. She’d never met a man with such insatiable…appetites yet so attentive and caring. But something was missing. He loved her, she was pretty sure. Everything he did made her believe it was true, but he’d never spoken the words outright. And now she was beginning to feel as if maybe she’d been kidding herself. She’d actually said the three little words twice during lovemaking. But he’d not responded in kind, and the rejection was driving a wedge in her heart.
She shook her head to rid herself of the horrid thought. This holiday was going to be perfect. That’s why she’d decided on the tree last-minute. Robert said he didn’t want one, but it wouldn’t be the same without it.
Her timer buzzed. The smell of the toasted sugar and creamy butter filled the Brooklyn apartment. She hurried to the kitchen at the same time keys jingled and the front door opened.
“Yo, babe. I’m home. Are ya decent?”
She hollered back, “Define decent. I’m in the kitchen.”
Giving him a quick glance over her shoulder, she smiled as she placed the cookies on the cooling rack.
He strolled in and sidled up behind her. “Damn, that looks good.” He rested his chin on her head and slipped his muscular arms around her waist. “And the cookies, too.”
She laughed and leaned back against his broad chest. Even though his shifts were only twenty-four hours, being without him for a full day was like living without a limb—doable but a struggle. Her chest tightened. “I missed you.” Though those weren’t the words she wanted to tell him. She held her breath waiting for him to respond.
He spun her around. “I missed you, too, Dallas.”
Closing her eyes, she tried not to let the disappointment show in her face. Though they’d been living together since October when she’d transferred from Dallas to New York with her company, she’d moved in with the understanding that it wouldn’t be permanent. But the truth was, she didn’t want to go anywhere, and she wasn’t looking very hard. However, if he didn’t make a move soon she would feel forced to leave.
He brushed her nose with his and softly kissed her lips. God, when he did that her legs turned to jelly every time, and she forgot any reason she should be displeased with him. His warm mouth opened over hers, and he lazily caressed her lips. His hand slid under the elastic waistband of her yoga pants to trail electric desire across her behind. Digging his fingers into her flesh he pulled her flush against him, his arousal evident at her hip. Her body responded without thought. She laced her arms around his neck and held him tightly.
He pulled from the kiss and whispered, “Where’s Michael?”
She breathlessly answered, “Still with his grandparents.”
His breathing sped. He swept her up and carried her to the living room, laying her on the sectional. She shucked off her bottoms as he unbuttoned his jeans. God, he was gorgeous, and she would never get enough. The juncture between her legs throbbed, and her private placed readied to receive him. He unzipped the loose-fitting denim and began to push them to his knees but stopped suddenly. His face clouded.
Mare lifted and propped her body up with her elbows. “Honey, what’s wrong?”
His face was so strange—a mix of so many emotions she couldn’t catalogue them all. His head turned toward the corner and snapped back to her, revealing only one emotion—anger. “What the fuck is that?” He raised his hand toward the tree.
Her heart-felt like it jumped up in her throat. A shiver slithered across her shoulders and her voice squeaked out like a meek mouse. “A Christmas tree.”
He glared at her. “I told you I didn’t want a fucking tree, Marianne.”
She sucked in a breath. He’d used her given name. Not good. She swallowed the lump in her throat and tried to keep her voice from cracking again. “I know, but I just thought it’d be nice.”
“You just never fucking listen, do you? You act like this is your house, and you do anything you goddamn please.” He jerked the zipper up on his pants and paced in front of her. “And I’m fucking sick of it.”
She scrambled to find her clothes. Tears welled up in her eyes and chills covered her from scalp to toenails. So many emotions swirled around in her mind she couldn’t lay claim to any single one. Hurt, shame, fear. Had she overstepped her boundaries? She hadn’t realized his severe aversion to Douglas Fir trees. Maybe it was just an aversion to her.
Was he just being nice letting her stay with him? He was getting lots of sex. Clearly, he didn’t think this a long-term thing. And now he was sick of her.
She blinked back the flood and tried to gather herself. What should she do? Afraid to meet his gaze, she watched his feet pace back and forth in front of the tree. His hands fisted and flexed.
Think, Marianne. Why is he acting like this? All the horrible self-doubt came crashing in, and the desire to run overwhelmed her. She evened her breathing, but the tears trailed down her cheeks. She’d take down the tree and go. Her heart ripped in two at the thought, but there was nothing to be done about it.
She went to the bedroom, grabbed a box of Kleenex and got the storage bin she’d bought. Robert sat on the couch head in hands. He didn’t look up when she came in. She slowly began to remove the bows and place them in a storage bag. With each piece she took off her heart broke a little more. Sharp pains of what might have been stabbed through her mind.
The delicate glass ornaments felt cold and light in her hand, and the glitter left a residue on her fingers which sparkled like magic in the twinkling colored lights. This was how her mom had decorated a tree – with every color. You can never have too many lights, she’d always said. Mare had never wished for home more desperately in her life.
A sharp rap on the door and voices outside startled her. Robert never looked at her but strode to the door. She continued to pull ornaments from the tree and wrap them in tissue, placing them carefully.
After a few brief words at the door, Michael came tearing into the room. Even through her tears she couldn’t help but smile when the little boy gasped. “Cool, Daddy. A tree for me?”
Before Robert could answer, Michael jetted around the circumference taking in every light and ornament. “Look a Shrek! And a Woody, Daddy.”
Robert came up behind Michael. “Son—”
Mare stopped to watch, wondering how he was going to explain why they couldn’t keep it, because she couldn’t understand it herself.
Michael grabbed Robert’s hand. “Daddy, you’re helping Marmie decorate the tree for me?”
Marianne gasped. He’d never called her that before. She shot her apprehensive gaze to Robert, whose face had drained of all color.
He blinked. “What did you call her?”
The sweet angel smiled and with his other hand took her hand. “She’s my Marmie.” His lilting matter-of-fact tone shattered her heart, and she started to sob.
“Jesus.” Robert’s eyes filled with tears, and he pulled her to his chest. “Baby, stop now. Shhh. I’m so sorry…I’m so sorry.” He pushed the hair out of her eyes. “Don’t cry. It’s gonna be okay.”
They spent the next two hours putting the tree back together, decorating Christmas cookies and watching Christmas shows until Michael fell asleep. Robert carried him to his bed while she cleaned up the kitchen. Nothing had been resolved other than the Christmas tree. And now seemed as good a time as any to make the break that appeared inevitable.
She dried her hands on a cup towel and turned off the light. The living room was dark except the twinkle of the tree. Robert sat in the corner of the sectional watching the lights flicker and she sat away careful not to touch him.
The lump formed in her throat again and began to throb. She stared down and laced her fingers unable to look at him. “I’ve decided to go back to Dallas. I don’t really want to look for a place here by myself. I think my company will let me transfer again. At least I know my old boss will take me back.” She took a deep breath. “I wish it could’ve worked out. But I understand these things don’t always. I mean look at The Bachelor for God’s sake. These types of things don’t typically last, and there’s no shame in that. We can go our separate ways…” You’re rambling, Mare. Get to the point. She peeked up at him.
He stared at her with eyebrows knitted and a perturbed look on his face. She gulped.
He gestured vaguely with his hand. “You finished?”
Mare nodded.
“Good. Because for starters you’re not going anywhere except right here in my arms.” He grabbed her and pulled her into his lap. The warmth of him engulfed her. She hadn’t realized how cold and empty she’d felt. “As for you and I not working out, that’s crap and you know it. We’re great together. You and Michael are the best things in my life, and I’ll be damned if I’m gonna let you go.” He cupped her chin and gazed straight into her eyes. “I’m sorry I acted like an asshole earlier. You scare me, Marianne. The last time I felt like this my heart was mutilated. When Victoria died, a piece of me died with her. But with you I feel something new growing in its place.” He dropped his hand to his side and stared up at the ceiling. “Jesus, I love you so much it scares me shitless.”
Liquid warmth poured over her. “You do?”
He captured her gaze. “Baby, I’ve loved you from the minute I laid eyes on you.” He pulled out a little black box and handed it to her.
She opened the lid and gasped. A simple round brilliant diamond approximately two carats sat in a classic six-pronged platinum setting.
“Marianne, will you marry me?”
“You bet your ass I will.” She grasped his face and pulled him into a deep kiss.
He slipped the ring on her finger and gave her a long luscious kiss.
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good Knight!
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Merry Christmas! And for a couple of lucky commenters it just got a whole lot merrier.
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Lisa J. : E-book of One Knight in Brooklyn and e-book of Pinocchio Syndrome
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What does Christmas mean to you?
Merry Christmas! How many times a season do you say it? What does it mean to you?
Here is what it means to me
If people today would just look at the birth of a baby who was born to die. The contradictions should be more that the world can take. If Christianity could just be seen for what it is–a paradox and a mystery. The beginning in that dirty stable is one of the greatest mysteries: the plainness and the greatness of Jesus, the grime and the glory, wise men with gold in their hands and shepherds with sheep dung on their shoes, a smelly stable below and a shining star above, the birth of a gentle Lamb who was the fiercest Lion.
But the world doesn’t seem to struggle with these contradictions. They join in our season of celebration unruffled and oftentimes more joyful than we.
If Christmas means anything to you, then it must mean everything. It is a beginning and an end. 
It is a time of darkness and inexpressible light. It is a time of finally seeing all of God’s promises come true in one person. It is a time of tension as well as we look ahead in the life of this dear little one with a kind of historical omnipresence because we know how it will end, on earth anyway.
Celebrate, you say? Yes, most heartily, amidst the dung of the stable, which is the refuse of the world. Celebrate at the foot of the ghastly cross because it is the hope of the world. Gather around a cattle trough and celebrate a baby born in poverty and rejected because He is the Savior of the world!
Excerpt from Immanuel Reflections on the Life of Christ by Michael Card
Merry Christmas!
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