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Blurb:
Melody Manning’s workaholic ambition, coupled with a slave-driving former boss, has made her the youngest market analyst in her firm. It’s also killed her personal life, including losing her fiancé. When she receives a message from him on New Year’s Eve announcing his engagement to another woman, Mel loses it. Her new, more compassionate boss has the perfect solution for her—get laid. Good and laid.
At his suggestion, she signs up with the 1Night Stand service, listing her deepest sexual desires on the application. A speedy response from Madame Eve has Melody on her way to Sonoma Valley wine country and a one-night stand with a mysterious Dom.
The sexy, masked Master promises to get to the bottom of her 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?
Excerpt
The following excerpt has been bleeped out to make it a PG-13 excerpt. Please keep in mind that the book does contain adult themes and language, and is not suitable for minors. Thank you.
Mel sucked in a breath, and opened the door. The darkened room flickered with the light of at least a dozen candles. She squinted as she walked in. The smell of incense and roses wafted in the air. Her sight adjusted, and the darker shadows of the space became visible. She scanned the scene.
In the middle of the room sat an oversized bed covered in black velvet and satin. Her arms and legs quivered. A roughly made wooden table stood with two straight-backed chairs in the corner, and a tray of appetizing food awaited.
She stood frozen, anticipating his appearance. Her heart thumped in her chest. Was he hiding? She began to turn—
“Do not turn around, Miss Manning.” His voice whispered against her ear.
She jumped at the husky sound, but didn’t try to move away.
He ran his hands across her shoulders and trailed his fingers down her bare arms. “Are you frightened, kitten?”
Her skin tingled at his simple, but intimate touch. The heat from his massive body radiated against her back though he never made contact with it. Although she couldn’t see him, his presence filled the room, and the walls seemed to shrink at his closeness. “I’m a little scared. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I guess you do—”
His finger glided up her shoulder to press against her lips and his whispered rebuke filled her ear. “Silence.”
Her eyes fluttered closed. Pleasure and fear mingled in her mind and over her skin. She wanted so bad to turn her head and look at him, but somehow she knew she shouldn’t.
The spicy masculine scent of him filled the air, and his moist, heavy breath sent waves of heat down her neck. “During this portion of the evening you will only speak when asked a direct question, and you will address me as ‘Sir’. Understand?”
Concentrating on his words, she had to strain to hear him over her pounding heart but nodded. In the dim light of the candles, her chest rose and fell rapidly. Excitement and fear zinged to her extremities and every place in between.
“There’s nothing to be frightened of.”
He trailed his tongue from her earlobe down to her nape. She gasped and tensed her shoulders as he nipped and sucked the sensitive skin. Goosebumps covered her from head to toe. Her nipples hardened and throbbed. The mystery of him enticed her as much as his touch and scent.
He swept his hand slowly over her stomach. She melted back against him, the heat of his body wrapping around hers, instant, carnal and very real. Throbbing need pulsed between her legs, replacing the chill of fear.
“I’m going to remove your dress.”
“Okay.” The word whooshed from her. Dizziness caused her to sway. Is this really happening? His velvet baritone held a familiar lilt she couldn’t place, but surely if she’d heard that sexy sound before, she’d remember. Right now she was so aroused, it could be her high school boyfriend and she wouldn’t know—or care.
“Okay, what?”
Her body tensed at his rebuke. “Okay, Sir.”
“You have enough discipline coming this evening for past transgressions, Miss Manning. Let’s not complicate matters by increasing their number. All right?”
“All right, Sir.” She sucked in a breath at the mention of punishment. What would he do to her? She had stipulated mild discipline, but what did that mean to him?
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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.
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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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Wicked After Dark is in The Driver’s Seat
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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
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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.
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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.
WINNERS for the ARC Copies of my new story — The Driver’s Seat
Here are the winners of the ARC copies of my new contemporary erotic romance titled,
The Driver’s Seat.
The contest is now closed but if you left a comment as of October 13, 2012 — You won a copy! If you didn’t win — stay tuned because The Driver’s Seat releases in only FIVE days!!!
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?
EXCLUSIVE Excerpt:
She studied his handsome features up close, tracing them with her gaze. Full lips, strong jaw dusted with a day’s growth of stubble, slimline nose and those glinting blue eyes. Gorgeous.
He rubbed his palms together and smirked. “Speaking of taking a hand, are you ready?”
Excitement whipped through her like a mountain gale. Or maybe it was the wine she’d consumed too quickly. Either way, her body was ready for him even if she wasn’t.
His hands flexed and fisted at his side, and his breath came in soft pants. She glanced down at his crotch. His jeans were stretched to capacity. A satisfied smile fluttered over her lips. She wanted him. He obviously wanted her. Why couldn’t she have sex with him?
He stood and pulled her up into his arms. A look of mock remorse covered his face. “You realize this is not what I want to do.”
Spanking her ass wasn’t what she wanted him to do either, and she had no intention of letting him. Her eyes met his with a passion flaming as hot as the logs in the fireplace. “Then what do you want to do?”
He cut his gaze to the front of the hearth and back. “I want to throw you down on that bearskin rug and fuck you into tomorrow.”
His words seared her like molten coals from the grate, and her knees almost gave way.
Oh God, yes!
Within the confines of his strong arms, she evened her breath and purred, “Then why don’t you?” Her heart thundered.
“Quite the negotiator, aren’t you? But if I let you off scot-free, you might really hurt yourself next time. And what does that say about me and my word?”
She dropped her gaze and looked up from under her lashes, trying to appear contrite. “I think I’ve learned my lesson, but you could always punish my body in other ways.” She flashed her sexiest smile and pressed closer to whisper against his lips, “Whaddaya say, cowboy?”
The look on his face said it was a done deal and then some. He cupped her breast and his thumb brushed the nipple. Desire burned all the way to her core. He feathered his lips against hers, and a mutual shiver ran through them, beginning at the point of contact and rippling downward. Softly his mouth slanted over hers, hot and moist. She sighed and parted her lips. He slid his tongue inside. A slow buzz of desire became more urgent as he deepened the kiss. His hand brushed down her side and around to caress her ass. His touch felt so good. She laced her arms around his neck. Their bodies pressed into one another.
He pulled gently from her lips to look into her eyes. Desire flamed there and mirrored what she felt.
She was lost in lust, drowning in it. “I want you.”
He groaned. Then his eyes darkened. “I’m afraid not yet, darlin’. Not until we settle this piece of business. You’ve got more than one lesson to learn, and the first is that I always keep my word.”
She bristled at the thought, but the set of his jaw and the alcohol clouding her mind kept her from making a convincing argument. Threading her fingers in his hair, she let her mouth do some negotiating of its own, drawing in his sumptuous bottom lip and sucking it gently. She slipped her other hand to his crotch and massaged the bulge in his jeans.
Whoa.
She’d been wrong earlier, thinking he’d overcompensated. Way wrong.
A resonating growl spilled from deep in his chest, and he whispered against her lips, “As good as that feels, I’m afraid you can’t negotiate your way outta this one.”
Damn.
She dropped her hands and stepped away. Desire rolled between her thighs. She propped her hands on her hips. “You’re not serious?”
His face clouded and a wall of impassivity fell over his features. He sat on the couch and stared at her. “Pull your panties down and lie over my lap.”
Giving Away Five ARC Copies of my new story — The Driver’s Seat
I am so excited!!! Just got the ARC copies of my new contemporary erotic romance titled,
The Driver’s Seat.
Leave a comment for your chance to win one!
The Driver’s Seat is scheduled for release in October 19, 2012, and the smoking hot cover is the artistry of the lovely, Danielle Fine.
Blurb:
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?
EXCLUSIVE Excerpt:
She studied his handsome features up close, tracing them with her gaze. Full lips, strong jaw dusted with a day’s growth of stubble, slimline nose and those glinting blue eyes. Gorgeous.
He rubbed his palms together and smirked. “Speaking of taking a hand, are you ready?”
Excitement whipped through her like a mountain gale. Or maybe it was the wine she’d consumed too quickly. Either way, her body was ready for him even if she wasn’t.
His hands flexed and fisted at his side, and his breath came in soft pants. She glanced down at his crotch. His jeans were stretched to capacity. A satisfied smile fluttered over her lips. She wanted him. He obviously wanted her. Why couldn’t she have sex with him?
He stood and pulled her up into his arms. A look of mock remorse covered his face. “You realize this is not what I want to do.”
Spanking her ass wasn’t what she wanted him to do either, and she had no intention of letting him. Her eyes met his with a passion flaming as hot as the logs in the fireplace. “Then what do you want to do?”
He cut his gaze to the front of the hearth and back. “I want to throw you down on that bearskin rug and fuck you into tomorrow.”
His words seared her like molten coals from the grate, and her knees almost gave way.
Oh God, yes!
Within the confines of his strong arms, she evened her breath and purred, “Then why don’t you?” Her heart thundered.
“Quite the negotiator, aren’t you? But if I let you off scot-free, you might really hurt yourself next time. And what does that say about me and my word?”
She dropped her gaze and looked up from under her lashes, trying to appear contrite. “I think I’ve learned my lesson, but you could always punish my body in other ways.” She flashed her sexiest smile and pressed closer to whisper against his lips, “Whaddaya say, cowboy?”
The look on his face said it was a done deal and then some. He cupped her breast and his thumb brushed the nipple. Desire burned all the way to her core. He feathered his lips against hers, and a mutual shiver ran through them, beginning at the point of contact and rippling downward. Softly his mouth slanted over hers, hot and moist. She sighed and parted her lips. He slid his tongue inside. A slow buzz of desire became more urgent as he deepened the kiss. His hand brushed down her side and around to caress her ass. His touch felt so good. She laced her arms around his neck. Their bodies pressed into one another.
He pulled gently from her lips to look into her eyes. Desire flamed there and mirrored what she felt.
She was lost in lust, drowning in it. “I want you.”
He groaned. Then his eyes darkened. “I’m afraid not yet, darlin’. Not until we settle this piece of business. You’ve got more than one lesson to learn, and the first is that I always keep my word.”
She bristled at the thought, but the set of his jaw and the alcohol clouding her mind kept her from making a convincing argument. Threading her fingers in his hair, she let her mouth do some negotiating of its own, drawing in his sumptuous bottom lip and sucking it gently. She slipped her other hand to his crotch and massaged the bulge in his jeans.
Whoa.
She’d been wrong earlier, thinking he’d overcompensated. Way wrong.
A resonating growl spilled from deep in his chest, and he whispered against her lips, “As good as that feels, I’m afraid you can’t negotiate your way outta this one.”
Damn.
She dropped her hands and stepped away. Desire rolled between her thighs. She propped her hands on her hips. “You’re not serious?”
His face clouded and a wall of impassivity fell over his features. He sat on the couch and stared at her. “Pull your panties down and lie over my lap.”
Stay tuned for more updates! I’m so looking forward to sharing more of this story.
New Cover for a New Release! The Driver’s Seat by Casea Major
I am so excited to reveal the cover and release date of a new contemporary erotic romance titled,
The Driver’s Seat.
The Driver’s Seat is scheduled for release in October 19, 2012, and the smoking hot cover is the artistry of the lovely, Danielle Fine, who is also my editor. We are working feverishly to meet our deadlines.
Blurb:
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 threw up his hands. “All right, darlin’. You can go.”
She continued to hold her composed smile, but her heart hammered. She knew it wasn’t the wisest decision to leave during a winter storm, but was staying there with grand master Teton any safer? The heat throbbing in her core and her wet panties said, no fucking way was this safer. “Thank you. I appreciate your help.”
He dangled her keys. She grabbed them and walked to the door as fast as she could without appearing to run.
“But darlin’,” His sexy drawl seduced her ears just before she opened the door. “If I do have to dig you out of a ditch, I promise I will toss you over my knee, pull your panties down, and tap that ass until you can’t sit.”
She spun around to glare at him. Anger burned in her chest along with a host of other emotions she wasn’t about to confront. Using the one weapon that always bore success, she smiled seductively. “I’m not wearing panties.”
A bold-face lie that worked like a charm.
His eyes rolled back in his head and closed as he tried to control the desire that flashed over his rugged features. He took a deep breath, and she noticed the seams at the crotch of his pants looked a little strained.
She smirked in satisfaction. Works every time.
But then he was on her, pinning her against the glass door with his massive body. The entry bell jangled with the force. She couldn’t catch her breath. His hands roamed her sides. She couldn’t move or breathe or think and didn’t want to. The heat of him lit her on fire, and every place their bodies met ignited a flame.
He buried his nose in her hair and blew a moist breath in her ear. “Then won’t that make it easy.”
The lazy drawl sliced through her like a sharp knife into tender flesh. Goosebumps rose over her arms and the skin on the back of her neck tightened. Her nipples hardened, pressed against his chest. His presence crowded and demanded more space, making her shrink back, but the door held her in check. He pressed her upper body back against the glass as he snugly fit her lower body against him.
Her head fell back and banged the door as his iron-clad erection bore into her hip. She still couldn’t get enough breath, and the sound of her panting shocked her own ears.
She should be scared or at least panicked, but all she could feel was the pulsing between her legs. And his obvious regard against her hip.
He slipped his hands to her back and cupped her ass, holding her firmly in place. His lips feathered down her neck then traveled to her mouth. He placed the softest, sweetest, lingering kiss on her. Her knees turned to goo. If he hadn’t held her up with his body weight, she would’ve slithered to the floor. Hot didn’t do him justice. Molten worked better. His mouth was soft, but insistent. Hard but gentle. A contradiction that she could spend a lifetime analyzing. But right now she was just going to enjoy.
He pulled away and said in a husky voice that concentrated the firestorm between her legs, “Sure I can’t convince you to stay?”
Stay tuned for more updates! I’m so looking forward to sharing more of this story.
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BLURB: 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?
HERE IS AN X-RATED EXCERPT -
Soaked to his boxers, Chio stepped across the hall. He was in the middle of changing when she came in wearing nothing but a towel – a very small towel. Rose was the horniest girl he’d ever met in his life. She was like Rocky; she never fucking gave up. That was it. He’d had it.
Chio grabbed her. He ripped the towel off then threw her naked onto the bed. Rose’s eyes rounded to the size of baseballs, and she gasped. After stripping from his remaining clothes, he jumped on the bed next to her. “Is this what you want, princess?”
Without allowing her to answer, he captured her lips with his. Parting them with his tongue, he dove inside her with urgency and force. His cock throbbed, and he pressed it against her thigh.
She sighed into his mouth.
With one hand, Chio trapped her wrists then yanked them over her head. He licked down her neck to her hardened nipple. Rose writhed and moaned as he pulled it into his mouth, nipping the tip
with his teeth. His other hand traveled down her flat stomach to her neatly trimmed pussy.
He rubbed her core then back up again, allowing his middle digit to drag within her folds. Her wetness bathed his finger. “Oh baby, you’re so wet.” He slid his finger through her slick trench. Up to her clit and down to her opening. He circled her entrance and inserted his finger to his first knuckle. His mind played images of his hard cock filling her but he forced himself back. He wasn’t technically breaking his promise…yet.
“Ohhh. God. Ahhh.” She bucked.
Chio moved to her other nipple, so it wouldn’t feel left out. He sucked in her perfect pink hardness. His shaft twitched against her leg. Each time it did, her breath staggered.
He placed his hands inside her thighs and forced them wide apart. Kneeling between them he lowered his head to her cunt and blew. She whimpered.
Splaying her with his hand, he exposed her clit. With the tip of his tongue, he flicked it, teased it and lapped it, circling before drawing it into his mouth. Her chest heaved. A lurid moan escaped her throat.
He smiled against her flesh. “Ohh yeah, princess. We’re just getting started here. You betta save some of that.”
She tasted like the most exotic Greek olives, salty with a hint of bitterness. He shivered as his tongue trailed down into her hot wetness. He slid two fingers into her, stroking the top her sheath while he continued to lick her clit. Thrusting his fingers harder and deeper into her tight cushion, he pinched her nipple and kneaded her soft breast.
Rose reached down and raked her nails through his hair. She huffed and cried out. “Aghhh. Oh, Chio. That’s it. Ohh.”
With a few more heavy strokes of his tongue and fingers, her pussy gave way to a tide of ecstasy, clenching and releasing around him. The sound of her coming ricocheted through him like the
echo of a bullet in an empty warehouse.
As her body shuddered beneath him, he slowed his motion. Her climax melted away, but he didn’t stop until the very last kernel popped. Just call him Orville Reden-bop-her. He removed his fingers and traced the outside of her mound. Her body stilled. The sound of rain and her panting filled the dark room.
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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 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.
Excerpt:
“Well, Dallas, what did a pretty gal like you expect from this deal?”
There was no way in hell she would answer that question. So she employed her stellar skills of diversion and subterfuge. “What did a guy like you expect from this deal?” Okay, maybe not the cleverest line she’d ever come up with, but this guy with his mesmerizing eyes messed up her mojo.
He leaned back with his elbow on the mattress and flashed a brilliant smile. She swallowed hard. “To get to know a lovely young woman such as yourself and have a little adventure. You think you can handle that?”
Could he be any more cocky? His thinly veiled innuendo struck her with the delicacy of a baseball bat. No question he was hot. From a purely physical standpoint, he was perfection, but did anything rattle around behind those blue eyes?
She crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her chin. “What I want to know is, can you handle that?”
Oops, she hadn’t meant for that to sound like a challenge or an invitation, but even to her own ears, it did. He stood, his long legs closing the distance between them in two strides. She braced her legs to hold her ground, but retreated toward a wall. So much for holding my ground. Pressing her head back against a branch, she looked up into his even stare. God, his eyes were Ceylon blue, his lips full and lush. He stopped in front of her, but continued to lower his head toward hers. Other than the rustling wind, only her ragged breathing sounded amongst the leaves.
Robert braced his hands on either side of her shoulders, effectively trapping her between him and the tree. Every cell in her body buzzed with electrical current, and her gaze helplessly transfixed on him. The lids of his eyes lowered, and his straight nose brushed against hers.
“Can I kiss you?” His whispered request tickled her skin.
Chills swept over her heated body. Her knees gave way, and she sighed out some inaudible response he apparently took as affirmative. He brushed her lips with a kiss.
With agonizing leisure, his mouth eased over hers, first feathering her closed lips then caressing each one between his. His velvety flesh wisped like flower petals against hers, and the aroma of fresh mint scented his breath. The languid motion of his kiss ignited a desire that throbbed all the way down between her legs. The longer he lingered, the hotter she burned. He never sped his pace or reached for her in any other way. It was only a kiss, yet so much more.
His warm tongue slipped between her lips and slowly explored her mouth, sliding across her teeth and stroking her tongue. A soft moan escaped her and excruciating tension built in her core with each lazy thrust.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and trailed her fingers down his hips as she molded to his body. He gasped and ended the kiss. The staggering length of his arousal pressed into her abs and the burn in her sex flared into a raging inferno.
He rested his forehead against the tree, and she laid her hands on his chest with his body lightly molded to hers. The heat radiating between them smoldered hotter than the Vegas asphalt at high noon. His breaths were steady, but his heart pounded against her open palms.
His voice, deep and husky, sounded near her ear. “Maybe. Maybe not, Dallas.”
She opened her eyes. “Huh?”
He kept his eyes closed and rubbed his cheek against hers. “I was just answering your earlier question.”
She couldn’t remember the question. She’d be lucky to remember her own name.
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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 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.
Excerpt:
“Well, Dallas, what did a pretty gal like you expect from this deal?”
There was no way in hell she would answer that question. So she employed her stellar skills of diversion and subterfuge. “What did a guy like you expect from this deal?” Okay, maybe not the cleverest line she’d ever come up with, but this guy with his mesmerizing eyes messed up her mojo.
He leaned back with his elbow on the mattress and flashed a brilliant smile. She swallowed hard. “To get to know a lovely young woman such as yourself and have a little adventure. You think you can handle that?”
Could he be any more cocky? His thinly veiled innuendo struck her with the delicacy of a baseball bat. No question he was hot. From a purely physical standpoint, he was perfection, but did anything rattle around behind those blue eyes?
She crossed her arms over her chest and tilted her chin. “What I want to know is, can you handle that?”
Oops, she hadn’t meant for that to sound like a challenge or an invitation, but even to her own ears, it did. He stood, his long legs closing the distance between them in two strides. She braced her legs to hold her ground, but retreated toward a wall. So much for holding my ground. Pressing her head back against a branch, she looked up into his even stare. God, his eyes were Ceylon blue, his lips full and lush. He stopped in front of her, but continued to lower his head toward hers. Other than the rustling wind, only her ragged breathing sounded amongst the leaves.
Robert braced his hands on either side of her shoulders, effectively trapping her between him and the tree. Every cell in her body buzzed with electrical current, and her gaze helplessly transfixed on him. The lids of his eyes lowered, and his straight nose brushed against hers.
“Can I kiss you?” His whispered request tickled her skin.
Chills swept over her heated body. Her knees gave way, and she sighed out some inaudible response he apparently took as affirmative. He brushed her lips with a kiss.
With agonizing leisure, his mouth eased over hers, first feathering her closed lips then caressing each one between his. His velvety flesh wisped like flower petals against hers, and the aroma of fresh mint scented his breath. The languid motion of his kiss ignited a desire that throbbed all the way down between her legs. The longer he lingered, the hotter she burned. He never sped his pace or reached for her in any other way. It was only a kiss, yet so much more.
His warm tongue slipped between her lips and slowly explored her mouth, sliding across her teeth and stroking her tongue. A soft moan escaped her and excruciating tension built in her core with each lazy thrust.
She wrapped her arms around his waist and trailed her fingers down his hips as she molded to his body. He gasped and ended the kiss. The staggering length of his arousal pressed into her abs and the burn in her sex flared into a raging inferno.
He rested his forehead against the tree, and she laid her hands on his chest with his body lightly molded to hers. The heat radiating between them smoldered hotter than the Vegas asphalt at high noon. His breaths were steady, but his heart pounded against her open palms.
His voice, deep and husky, sounded near her ear. “Maybe. Maybe not, Dallas.”
She opened her eyes. “Huh?”
He kept his eyes closed and rubbed his cheek against hers. “I was just answering your earlier question.”
She couldn’t remember the question. She’d be lucky to remember her own name.
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Romance at Random Diamond Jubilee
Welcome!
Romance at Random is giving away 26 books!
I’m joining in by giving away one of my back list titles – Winner’s Choice
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
Melody Manning’s workaholic ambition, coupled with a slave-driving former boss, has made her the youngest market analyst in her firm. It’s also killed her personal life, including losing her fiancé. When she receives a message from him on New Year’s Eve announcing his engagement to another woman, Mel loses it. Her new, more compassionate boss has the perfect solution for her—get laid. Good and laid.
At his suggestion, she signs up with the 1Night Stand service, listing her deepest sexual desires on the application. A speedy response from Madame Eve has Melody on her way to Sonoma Valley wine country and a one-night stand with a mysterious Dom.
The sexy, masked Master promises to get to the bottom of her 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?
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I’m joining in by giving away one of my back list titles – Winner’s Choice
Pinocchio Syndrome
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
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
Melody Manning’s workaholic ambition, coupled with a slave-driving former boss, has made her the youngest market analyst in her firm. It’s also killed her personal life, including losing her fiancé. When she receives a message from him on New Year’s Eve announcing his engagement to another woman, Mel loses it. Her new, more compassionate boss has the perfect solution for her—get laid. Good and laid.
At his suggestion, she signs up with the 1Night Stand service, listing her deepest sexual desires on the application. A speedy response from Madame Eve has Melody on her way to Sonoma Valley wine country and a one-night stand with a mysterious Dom.
The sexy, masked Master promises to get to the bottom of her 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?
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?
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Blurb:
Melody Manning’s workaholic ambition, coupled with a slave-driving former boss, has made her the youngest market analyst in her firm. It’s also killed her personal life, including losing her fiancé. When she receives a message from him on New Year’s Eve announcing his engagement to another woman, Mel loses it. Her new, more compassionate boss has the perfect solution for her—get laid. Good and laid.
At his suggestion, she signs up with the 1Night Stand service, listing her deepest sexual desires on the application. A speedy response from Madame Eve has Melody on her way to Sonoma Valley wine country and a one-night stand with a mysterious Dom.
The sexy, masked Master promises to get to the bottom of her 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?
Excerpt
The following excerpt has been bleeped out to make it a PG-13 excerpt. Please keep in mind that the book does contain adult themes and language, and is not suitable for minors. Thank you.
Mel sucked in a breath, and opened the door. The darkened room flickered with the light of at least a dozen candles. She squinted as she walked in. The smell of incense and roses wafted in the air. Her sight adjusted, and the darker shadows of the space became visible. She scanned the scene.
In the middle of the room sat an oversized bed covered in black velvet and satin. Her arms and legs quivered. A roughly made wooden table stood with two straight-backed chairs in the corner, and a tray of appetizing food awaited.
She stood frozen, anticipating his appearance. Her heart thumped in her chest. Was he hiding? She began to turn—
“Do not turn around, Miss Manning.” His voice whispered against her ear.
She jumped at the husky sound, but didn’t try to move away.
He ran his hands across her shoulders and trailed his fingers down her bare arms. “Are you frightened, kitten?”
Her skin tingled at his simple, but intimate touch. The heat from his massive body radiated against her back though he never made contact with it. Although she couldn’t see him, his presence filled the room, and the walls seemed to shrink at his closeness. “I’m a little scared. I’ve never done anything like this before, but I guess you do—”
His finger glided up her shoulder to press against her lips and his whispered rebuke filled her ear. “Silence.”
Her eyes fluttered closed. Pleasure and fear mingled in her mind and over her skin. She wanted so bad to turn her head and look at him, but somehow she knew she shouldn’t.
The spicy masculine scent of him filled the air, and his moist, heavy breath sent waves of heat down her neck. “During this portion of the evening you will only speak when asked a direct question, and you will address me as ‘Sir’. Understand?”
Concentrating on his words, she had to strain to hear him over her pounding heart but nodded. In the dim light of the candles, her chest rose and fell rapidly. Excitement and fear zinged to her extremities and every place in between.
“There’s nothing to be frightened of.”
He trailed his tongue from her earlobe down to her nape. She gasped and tensed her shoulders as he nipped and sucked the sensitive skin. Goosebumps covered her from head to toe. Her nipples hardened and throbbed. The mystery of him enticed her as much as his touch and scent.
He swept his hand slowly over her stomach. She melted back against him, the heat of his body wrapping around hers, instant, carnal and very real. Throbbing need pulsed between her legs, replacing the chill of fear.
“I’m going to remove your dress.”
“Okay.” The word whooshed from her. Dizziness caused her to sway. Is this really happening? His velvet baritone held a familiar lilt she couldn’t place, but surely if she’d heard that sexy sound before, she’d remember. Right now she was so aroused, it could be her high school boyfriend and she wouldn’t know—or care.
“Okay, what?”
Her body tensed at his rebuke. “Okay, Sir.”
“You have enough discipline coming this evening for past transgressions, Miss Manning. Let’s not complicate matters by increasing their number. All right?”
“All right, Sir.” She sucked in a breath at the mention of punishment. What would he do to her? She had stipulated mild discipline, but what did that mean to him?
Night with a Dom releases on March 16th
I am so excited about this story and can’t wait to share it with everyone. Next week I’ll post an exclusive blurb.
Blurb Night with a Dom
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?
Major Love ~~~ Major Romance
Prior to becoming a writer of romantic fiction, Casea Major worked in the legal field for a non-profit dispute resolution company for ten years. She is now a full-time mom to three preschool children with whom she and her husband live happily…most of the time. When she isn’t chained to her laptop, she enjoys Cary Grant movies and crocheting.
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
Contest Giveaway with Skye Warren: When Coincidences Collide
Glad to have you, Skye.
Thanks so much to Casea for having me here!
Sometimes I find it so crazy that a small coincidence, just a trick of fate, can lead to something meaningful. When I was eleven years old, I was flipping through those coupon books with my mom and found an introductory summer program for martial arts. I knew absolutely nothing about karate or any of that, but I was bored and my mom agreed.
I loved it! It challenged me physically and mentally (though I didn’t think of that way then, I just thought it was fun ). From there I went on to train for the next seven years, earning my black belt along the way. I also trained and worked as an instructor in the school, something which gave me confidence and life experience. My instructor, my school, the community of other students – all of it shaped my middle school and high school years.
It was just a small thing, finding a coupon on a rainy day, but what an impact it’s had on my life!
A similar chance encounter was the inspiration for my martial arts romance, Below the Belt. A lot of my story ideas start out as a what-if question. What if a guy were to have sex with a random girl. Neither of them care about each other. Neither of them are interested in pursuing a relationship (yet). What would it take to turn that into a romance?
From there, the rest of the story fell into place. Because it turns out that guy is a martial artist, gunning for gold in a national championship so that he can win sponsorship money to start his own school. And that woman? She’s got a martial art past of her own, one she’s trying to leave behind. Neither of them want to want each other, but sparks will fly.
In this scene, the hero and heroine are engaged in said anonymous hook-up. It’s not supposed to mean anything, or matter. It’s only sex.
“Who are you, really?” she whispered.
“I’m no one,” he murmured, his face buried in her silky soft hair. “No one special.” It was the truth. He’d grown up too poor and too stupid to be anyone. No matter how hard he fought, he was just another loser from Podunk, Nowhere.
“Oh yeah?” she challenged softly. “A two time national medalist and forerunner for the male heavyweight competition is nobody?”
Abe lifted his head.
“Yeah, I recognized you,” she said.
She didn’t understand. It wouldn’t be enough. Not any of it, not ever. His throat tight, he gave a short shake of his head.
“Oh, Abe,” she said. God, what was that look in her eyes? He wanted to look away from it, but he couldn’t. “You’re someone special. I see it.”
The line wouldn’t come—the one that would make this whole conversation a joke, instead of the truth. He always laughed it off, or fought it off, no matter what came.
Not this time.
She’d come out of nowhere and blindsided him, but he couldn’t figure it out just then. Not with his lust driving him insane. It was like the tunnel vision in the middle of a fight, when he couldn’t hear or even see, but just moved on pure instinct.
“Lie down,” he ordered. “I need to get inside you.” What the hell was wrong with him? He needed to keep it together. His legendary control, his focus, was all shot to hell.
Thankfully, she did lie down on the ballroom carpet, and even better, spread her legs in acceptance. If she hadn’t, he would have been liable to do something stupid—like beg.
He pulled his wallet out of his pants, ripping through it until he found the condom. Tossing the wallet to the floor, he undid his pants and rolled the condom on. He thought he heard something—voices maybe. It didn’t really matter. They wouldn’t come in here.
He just had to fuck her. Everything would be okay if he was in her, feeling her heat, riding her to completion.
They can already feel the attraction, the pull of something deeper, but they aren’t necessarily acknowledging it. There’s no conscious thought that this might be someone they could fall in love with or know better. And even as he knows there’s something different about, that only makes him want to have sex with her more, not step back. Because, when we’re in that turning point, all we can do is hold on to what we know…until all hell breaks loose.
If you’d like to read one, Below the Belt is available at the major online retailers. Plus, one commenter will win a copy of Below the Belt! Just drop in and share one time when a coincidence led to something greater for you – maybe how you met your husband or fell into a great job. Or if you can’t think of anything (because sometimes it’s hard to be put on the spot!) just say hi.
Thanks!
Skye Warren
Below the Belt
http://www.skyewarren.com/books/below-the-belt
Black belt Abe Montgomery is focused on winning gold. But at nationals, Abe meets Paris, a beautiful, mysterious woman. Paris Rivera has sworn off men and martial arts. Her black belt cost her more than years of dedication and sweat. The fight of Abe’s life looms ahead, with his dreams of owning a school and his future with Paris hanging in the balance. He may dominate on the mats, but he’s fallen hard for her. When the time comes for them to part, he may not be able to let her go.
BELOW THE BELT is a 30,000 word novella of erotic romance featuring explicit sex and graphic language. Not for those under 18 years of age or those uncomfortable with the subject matter.
Buy It Now: Amazon | B & N | All Romance | Bookstrand | Smashwords | Kobo | Goodreads
Guest Blogger Cara Bristol – Older woman, younger man…hot or not?
I am so happy to welcome Cara Bristol today. Cara, Thanks for being here. She is talking about a hot new genre in romance and her new book – Reckless in Moonlight.
Older woman/younger man pairings used to raise both eyebrows and whispers, but these days the reaction is more likely to be “HOT.” What is it about the cougar relationship that makes it so? Is it the idea of a woman having sex with a buff, young stud? Well, yeah! But it’s more than that.
For many women, reaching a mature age presents an opportunity to explore their sexuality in ways they haven’t done before. In raising families, being devoted wives and mothers, holding down jobs, women have put their own needs on the back burner. But now that they’ve found themselves suddenly single due to divorce (or death), they’re ready to fly in search of adventure.
Except that their contemporaries – men their own age – have become grounded, settled, stuck in a rut. They may have certain expectations of how a woman in her 40s or 50s should act. But young men…ah, they present a fresh, even daring outlook. They brim with energy and youthful vigor in a way that is contagious. Just being around them makes a woman feel younger, more active, and more attractive.
And, from a purely practical side, if a mature single woman wants to date – she may have to date younger. Given the propensity for mature men to date much younger women, the pool of available men a woman’s own age shrinks as she gets ages.
But rather than treating a woman’s age as a negative, to young men, it’s a position. They view her as sexually experienced and adventurous. And chances are, she is – much more so than women their age. And, she’s not looking to get married right away and make babies.
In Reckless in Moonlight, Dana Markus is devastated when her husband of twenty-three years (who was very vanilla sexually) leaves her for a much younger woman. When she contemplates what would happen if she took a young lover, she jokes to herself that she’ll be able to show him a thing or two. And then on impulse – under the sway of the full moon – she gets involved with Lon Corbin, a medical resident seventeen years her junior. This is her chance to fly.
What do you think? Are cougar relationships hot? Or not? Why?
Reckless in Moonlight Blurb
Forty-five-year-old Dana Markus knows a full moon makes people act crazy. It’s why they call the power company with stories about aliens disrupting the earth’s climate. It probably explains why her ex-husband left her for a girl scarcely older than their college-age daughter. It definitely accounts for why she impulsively invited the neighbor’s hunk of a son over for a skinny-dip. And why 28-year-old Lon Corbin accepted.
Lon doesn’t think much of the mass of rock orbiting the earth, but he does think he’s the luckiest man alive when the sexy divorcee he’s admired from afar invites him into her pool. He knows she has reservations about their age difference, but he’s planning to show her in a very physical way how good they could be together if she’ll give him the chance.
But when their simmering private passion boils over into a public relationship, family pressures and schemes threaten to split the couple apart.
The moon brought them together – but will it save them?
Reckless in Moonlight Excerpt
Back and forth, back and forth, Lon Corbin ran the sea sponge over the hood of his car. If it seemed odd that someone would wash his vehicle at night, well, the moon was full, and no one knew better than Dana Markus that moonlight compelled people to do strange things. Why else was she ogling the neighbors’ twenty-something son like he was a strawberry dipped in Godiva chocolate?
And Lon offered so much to enjoy. A tiny moan of appreciation escaped her lips. From the top of his head, covered by thick amber hair, to his bare tippy toes, his majestic, youthful body inspired her to stand and salute. Strong, broad shoulders and a smooth chest decorated by lickable flat nipples tapered to slim hips and powerful thighs that were hugged by faded blue jeans. His legs weren’t the only impressive body parts the fabric molded; the heavy denim cupped a massive bulge further showcased by the wetness of the fabric.
He’d soaked himself clean through with the hose. Water droplets sluiced down his arms, his chest, his flat abdomen…and led the way to his thick sex.
Lon dipped the sponge into the bucket again, then swirled it over the hood, round and round, making circles to ensure he got every spot. Every one. Dana admired a conscientious man who paid attention to detail, who took pride in a job well done.
He dipped again. Oops. He splashed himself with the soapy water. Dana licked her lips as her gaze followed the bubbles’ journey over his chest and down his ripped abdomen, where they soaked into the waistband of his low-slung jeans.
Oh, to be those bubbles!
Another moan, louder this time, erupted from her throat and drew Lon’s attention. Their eyes met across their adjacent driveways, and he flashed an all-American, 100 percent sexy grin.
“Hot, isn’t it?” His low voice vibrated like distant thunder, and Dana knew he wasn’t talking about the air temperature but rather the sexual tension that snapped and sizzled like a lightning strike between them. She almost could smell the ozone.
“Scorching,” she agreed. “Can I give you a hand with that?” She eyed the dripping sponge he held in his large hands.
“I was hoping you’d ask,” he said, with a grin. His ready acceptance of assistance lit a fire in her stomach. For months she’d watched Lon from afar, never exchanging more than a polite hello, never imagining she’d have a chance at anything more than a greeting. Dana glided across the driveway, tugged by the seductive promise of Lon’s gaze as if she were tethered to him, and he was reeling her in. Every step heightened her arousal. Her breasts felt heavy, her nipples tightened, and between her cream-slickened thighs, her swollen cunt pulsed hungrily.
Standing next to him, she could smell the detergent in the bucket and a manly, soapy scent that emanated from him, along with the even sexier aroma of clean sweat.
“Do you have another sponge?” she asked as she scanned the dark street for activity. No traffic. No late-night dog walkers. Perfect.
“You don’t need one.” Lon tossed his into the pail and propped his sexy ass against the car’s fender.
“No?” She ran a finger over his chest and circled the nipple. It perked under her touch. A sharp current of desire zinged through her clit. “What do I need?”
“You need cock,” Lon said and unzipped his pants.
***
Reckless in Moonlight Buy Link: http://www.loose-id.com/Reckless-in-Moonlight.aspx
Reckless in Moonlight Amazon link: http://www.amazon.com/Reckless-in-Moonlight-ebook/dp/B006VXB1KS/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1326578589&sr=1-1
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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.
Happy New Year, Blog Hoppers!
You can find more great excerpts, prizes and more HERE.
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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Night with a Dom – Coming soon from Decadent Publishing
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?
Stuff Your Stockings WINNERS!!!
Merry Christmas Blog Hoppers!
Congratulations to the WINNERS of the Stuff Your Stockings Blog Hop!!!
Laura Henderson – Calendar
Mary Preston – One Knight in Brooklyn
Melissa Haggarty – Pinocchio Syndrome
Merry Christmas and thank you for stopping by.
If you liked Mare and Robert you can find their story – One Knight in Brooklyn Here
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