Saturday, September 29, 2012

Sensual Saturdays- Another Taste of Destiny 2

Another Taste of Destiny is releasing Wed., October 3rd. To peak your interest, here is another snippet from it in celebration of the coming release (pun completely intended.)


She sauntered into the room, looking around as if she were sightseeing. Dropping her bag on the floor, she turned to face him before pulling the shirt off over her head. Her breasts bobbed gently as they popped free. Her nipples were already pebbled. She threw it on the chair and quickly pulled off her skirt. That went onto the chair as well with a quick flick of the wrist. She kicked off her shoes and climbed into the bed, moving so her ass was on display. With a flip of her hair she looked over her shoulder at him and smiled.
Joe ran his eyes down her body and let out a groan when he finally saw his surprise. She had a bright blue butt plug snugged in her ass. He couldn’t take his eyes off the view. Smooth plastic nestled between her perfect cheeks. She had prepared herself for him as if she’d known what he would want.
“Don’t forget my rules, baby. Put the money on my clothes.” She chuckled as he hissed a curse. She wiggled her ass at him as incentive as he dug into his pocket and pulled out the money. He fanned five twenty-dollar bills and waited for her nod before he folded them and placed them on her discarded clothes.
As quickly as he could he shed his clothes, leaving a trail of fabric from the chair to the bed. He couldn’t take the time to pick them up—he needed to be inside her ass. As he climbed on the bed he groaned again. The sight of that plug in her anus was so erotic. He reached out with shaking fingers and wiggled it just to see how snug it was. She dropped her head and moaned.
“Do you have a condom, baby?” Her voice was muffled from the bedding she was resting her head on.
“Shit, no.” Again he had forgotten. He was more interested in getting his cock in her hot little body than about safety.

Last Saturday's snippet was from Another Taste of Destiny as well. If you're feeling the need to visit with Joe and Destiny a little longer check it out here.

Wednesday, September 26, 2012

Author Interview- Brian Collier



I am pleased to welcome Brian Collier to my blog. Grab a cup of coffee and get to know him a little better.


Brian, tell us about your latest book.
My latest release is an erotic romance anthology by Pink Petal Books called “The Boys of Summer”.   

It features my story, “An Enchanting Surprise” which is a heated romantic tale involving a gardener and an Olympic athlete.  Here’s a little teaser about the story:

Skie Wilson is a simple girl with simple tastes. Give her the job at the Cambridge Inn, her outrageous best friend, some puzzles, and a beer, and she's good to go. Of course, the one thing missing from that mix is passion and heat—the kind that makes her heart race, her toes curl, and her body tingle.

Jaded by a cheating fianc√©, Skie has avoided commitment ever since. No man has caught her eye enough to make her change her mind, at least not until the Spanish Olympic team arrives for a summer of training before the event. The scorching hot athletes offer quite the temptation, with their sweat-glistened muscles and taut bodies, but one sinfully sexy triathlete captures Skie’s attention the most. Will she hide behind the safety of the inn’s “no fraternization” rule, or will she let her hair down and have a little fun?

So, which are you, a plotter or a pantser?
Oh, I’m definitely a pantser.   I usually start a story with a big  picture idea but all the details come on the fly.  I tried plotting once and I found that characters just laughed at me and constantly did what they wanted instead of what I’d scripted.  After that, I just let them have their fun.  It’s worked well for me but it’s definitely not for everyone.

What makes a great hero?
I think it’s very hard to define what makes a great hero (or heroine) since everyone defines that differently.   Mine tend to usually have some of these traits:  creativity, physical or mental strength, compassion, and resourcefulness.  They also suffer from vulnerability, self-doubt, physical imperfections, character imperfections, etc.  In short, they are human.

Do you have anything in common with your characters?
Looking back over my writing, I’ve discovered that I sometimes give my characters traits that I possess myself and they aren’t always the good ones!  I guess it makes them more human to me.

What item, or items, is absolutely necessary to your writing mojo?
I think I could write under just about any condition and don’t really need anything to make it happen.  I do, however, like having background noise in another room.  It has to be far enough away that I can hear it but not be drawn into it so it’s usually music or the TV playing in the background.  Anything closer too easily distracts me.

What’s the strangest (neatest, coolest, etc) thing you’ve ever done?
Oh wow, this is a hard one because I’d like to think I’ve had an interesting life so far.   I think the coolest thing I’ve probably ever done is held my newborn daughter in my hands for the first time.  I was terrified when they put that wrapped little bundle in my arms but I didn’t drop her.  She’s made my life more interesting from day one.

 Who are some of your favorite authors?
I enjoyed so many authors growing up.  Two that I enjoyed as a child were Maurice Sendak and later, as an adult researching children’s books, Eve Bunting.  I also enjoy the work of Charles De Lint quite a bit.  I get daily inspiration and joy from most authors I read.

What are you currently working on, or what’s on the horizon?
I’m the type of writer that always has more than one WIP going at a time.  At the moment, I’m working on a paranormal romance novella, an erotic romance novella, a couple of erotic romance short stories, and a young adult book.  I’m also editing a fantasy story, getting it ready to make the submission rounds.  Also,  I recently completed revisions on a dragon story for a fantasy anthology that releases at the end of Halloween.

What do you do when you’re not writing?
When I’m not writing, I enjoy reading or playing on the computer.  I also love to get out and hike and just enjoy the outdoors when the weather isn’t too hot or rainy.  There’s nothing more peaceful than enjoying Mother Nature sometimes, at least for me.

How can you fans find you on the net?
I can be reached through any of the following websites:


I can also be reached via e-mail at:

Excerpt from Boys of Summer:

Gasping, Skie braced against the concrete surface, sucking in a breath when she felt a hard body touch hers. The minute he spoke though, her limbs went weak and she almost moaned.
“Mmmm, I wasn’t sure if you were going to come.” Rafe slipped an arm around her waist and drew her back against him. With her rear nestled against his crotch, Skie bit her lower lip to keep a whimper from slipping out.
“Not come?” she murmured in return. “God, it’s all I’ve thought about all afternoon, Rafe. I was upset when I didn’t see you here.”
“I’m here now, Skie,” he whispered against her skin, his mouth hovering near her neck, “and you’re all I’ve thought of today too.” The minute the words were out, he placed his lips against her skin and gently kissed it. She shuddered at the feeling and pressed her hips backward, a moan coming out when a second kiss landed higher.
“Rafe…I….” she lost the words to a whimper as his lips slid to her earlobe next, tongue darting out to tease it.
“Don’t say anything” he murmured in response. “Just let me…please you.” Closing his lips over her lobe, he slowly suckled on it. At the same time, his hips moved lightly against hers as his arm pulled back on her waist possessively. When he finally released her ear, he spoke again.
“I want to devour you. To take my time and explore every square inch of you. I’ve wanted to do it from the moment I saw you that first time.” Releasing his hold on her waist, Rafe used his strong hands to turn her around and press her back against the wall. Leaning in, he stopped mere centimeters from her lips. “I can’t do all of that right now but I can do this.”
Leaning in, he pressed his mouth to hers again.  The kiss started off tender, his lips exploring hers but then grew more heated, tongue darting out to tease against her lower lip, wanting entrance. Skie raised her hands and gripped at his shirt, holding him tight while she opened her mouth. A groan of want slipped out.
His touch deepened as their mouths and tongues danced together in a molten moment of need, Rafe taking all that he wanted and giving her back just as much.
Skie felt like she would melt where she stood as her body trembled and her muscles weakened. Her blood was slowly simmering to a full boil, heart pounding a staccato beat, sending nothing but blazing heat straight to her core.
The need to feel him there was strong, almost too intense to handle. As much as she liked Rafe though, Skie didn’t want their first time to be against a concrete wall, no matter how much she needed it.

Where to find it:
For anyone that might be interested in purchasing the book, it can be found at the following locations:





Pink Petal Books:

Thanks, Brian, for hanging with us. 

Saturday, September 22, 2012

Sensual Saturdays- Another Taste of Destiny

My next release is in a little over a week. October 3rd will bring 
Another Taste of Destiny
an EC for Men




Enjoy a snippet:


Her wandering hands smoothed down his chest and curled around the top of his pants. “So what’s it gonna be, hon? Want me to get on my knees and take care of you?”
He closed his eyes and swallowed. Then swallowed again. It was either do it or leave. Without opening his eyes he reached down and undid his pants. The sound of his zipper echoing in the room cut through the last of his thoughts. He was already going to hell—he might as well enjoy it. He opened his eyes and looked at the woman standing there waiting for his instructions. He roughly pushed his jeans down to the middle of his thighs. “Suck me off.”
She glanced down at his cock and grinned. “Money first, baby. Then I’ll suck you down my throat and make you come so hard you’ll want to come back for more.”
He fumbled with his pants and finally had to almost pull them back up to get to his wallet. He grimaced when he spied the picture of him and Patty staring at him. He had gone too far, though. He needed this—needed to get off. Life had been stressful the last few days. His own attempt to lie to himself was disgusting. Guilt poured through him as he pulled out twenty-five bucks and handed the money to her. He watched as she folded the bills and stuffed them into her bra.
With practiced moves she removed a ragged beach towel from her bag and laid it on the ground. She gracefully knelt in front of him, then reached out to wrap one hand around his shaft. She gave him a little squeeze then glanced up, grinning with mischief.
“Come here, baby,” she crooned. She used his cock as a tether and tugged him gently toward her.
Her warm breath fanned across the head of his dick and goosebumps ran down his legs. He wasn’t going to last long and somehow that made this whole experience worse. He closed his eyes and shuffled a step closer to her. He felt warm moist lips wrap around his cock and he swallowed a moan. He opened his eyes and the sight was almost too much. Red lips encircled him, sliding wetly up and down his shaft in tiny pulses. She wasn’t playing around—already he could feel his balls tightening. She used one hand to pull his hips closer to her mouth. The other wrapped around the base of his cock and started working in tandem with her lips. She slid up and down, slickly moving on his shaft. The first time she applied suction as she pulled back was enough to force a moan from his lips. She hollowed her cheeks and pulled her lips up along his rod. Before the downstroke she swiped her tongue along the ridge and dipped it into the slit at the top. He was sure she was tasting his pre-cum. The thought almost threw him over the edge.
She hummed in appreciation and the vibrations did something to him. His hips jerked, pushing his dick farther into her mouth. She chuckled and took him fast to the back of her throat. She paused then swallowed, allowing the head of his cock to slide past the muscles, into her throat for a moment.
He gasped. “Fuck.” He could feel his release coming. His cock hardened further. Shivers were working up his spine. He watched her through hooded eyes as she moved up and down his cock. Red lips sliding, cheeks hollowing and the pause at the end with a swallow. It only took a few more moments before he was ready to blow. He grabbed her head and growled, “Take me deep and swallow it all.”
She did as directed and swallowed his cock. She kept him deep in her mouth as he shot streams of cum down her throat. He tightened his hands in her hair and pumped his hips against her mouth. A groan vibrated in his chest as she swallowed repeatedly to keep up with him. The sensation prolonged his climax. His legs trembled with the strength of his release.
He relaxed his hold on her, unwinding long curls from his fists. He watched as she licked the last of his release from his softening member. She turned to dig through her bag and handed him a baby wipe. She laughed that sexy chuckle at his questioning look.
“You don’t want your wife finding lipstick on your cock.” She looked pointedly at the streaks of red coating his dick.

 Hope you liked it. You can check out the book's page at Ellora's Cave HERE

Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Monday, September 17, 2012

18+ Blog Hop Winner is...


Savahannah (savannahm1987@gmail.com) is my lucky winner! *throws confetti*

She has won a $15 Gift Card to Amazon and an ebook copy of any of my backlist.

Thanks again to everyone that entered and to Bitten by Paranormal Romance and Gabrielle Bisset for hosting such a fun hop.


Wednesday, September 12, 2012

Bitten 18 and Over Giveaway Hop



I want to thank Bitten by Paranormal Romance and Gabrielle Bisset for hosting this blog hop.

I'm giving away a $15 Amazon gift card (hopefully to be used for something fun) and a ebook copy of any of my backlist to one lucky winner. Leave me a comment and your email address. 


Let's chat sex toys, shall we?
 
I want to tell you a story about a younger, and more easily embarrassed Lea. When I was first married, at the whopping age of 21, I thought I would get something fun for my hubby and I. So, off I tromped to the local sex shop. The moment I walked in I knew I was in for an experience. The lighting was dulled, not for mood enhancement, but by the layers of crud and cigarette smoke on the suspended fluorescent lights. What little I could see of the store in the yellow light was scary at best. Blowup dolls and mannequins with ill fitting and horrible costumes, and movies with more cock than a bus of football players stared back at me from poorly constructed shelving. The guy behind the counter was smarmy with greased back black hair and nothing but a vest to cover his furry chest. I was horrified to say the least. After about 23 seconds I turned around and left, never to walk into another sex shop again.


So, what did that experience teach me? I figured out quickly that I could buy anything I wanted on line with a few clicks and NO one was the wiser. AND... there are so many awesome toys out there now. With the growth of the internet the sales of sex toys has grown in leaps and bounds. No longer are you relegated to walking into a porn shop to buy a dildo, you can go to Amazon or any other sex storefront online and peruse hundreds of varieties. And, oh, the options out there. When I first started researching I was blown away by the number of colors, functions, etc.. It just amazes me.


I know as an author I don't include too many forms of playthings in my writing, but that doesn't mean I don't thoroughly enjoy toys in my personal life and in my reading. One of my favorite stories involving sex toys is Solo Play by Miranda Baker. Also, if you like to read BDSM stories, Cherise Sinclair includes lots of toy fun in the Masters of Shadowlands series.  The only story I've written so far that uses anything fun and plastic is Valentine Master.

Here's an excerpt from Valentine Master:

She gasped as she felt his fingers slide up and down her folds. Finally. He ran a finger around her clit and down to her opening, spreading her wetness up her slit. She felt something cold and hard being placed above her clit and mentally cringed. He had her butterfly. How was she supposed to hold in an orgasm if he had that little toy? Her musing flew out of her mind with the first hint of a buzz as the little vibrator started its sensual torture. She moaned, low and long, as her clit hardened immediately. Every inch of relaxation she had gained in the last few minutes was gone. She was on the edge again so quickly it almost hurt.
“Please, Mick. I need to come,” she pleaded, rolling her head back and forth on the pillow. She tried to move away from the toy and when she couldn’t she felt the need spiral higher. “Oh please, Sir.”
She felt the bed dip close to her head before hearing the soft words, floating along with the ocean waves, his breath warm and moist on her cheek. “Not yet, pet. You need to wait. You come when I tell you to.”
Okay, you can do this, she coached herself. She took a few deep breaths and forced her muscles to relax. She dug her fingers into her palm for a little pain and that helped to bring her back from the edge. She didn’t like this game anymore, she decided, but then again how would she know if she liked it if she didn’t play it all the way to the end?
After a minute or ten she felt more in control. She was still stimulated by the vibrations on her clit, but she could think again. She breathed out a sigh. He would let her come soon, she knew it. He never held back his own needs for long once she was wet. He would mount her soon and she would be able to come.
A wet tongue brought her out of her thoughts as it swiped across one of her pinched nipples. Her back arched of its own accord, thrusting her breasts up to beg for attention. The tug of the other clamp shot her back to the edge and she had to grit her teeth to not go over the edge and come right then. She panted with the effort of controlling her body’s reaction.


Anyway, I'm giving away a $15 Amazon gift card (hopefully to be used for something fun) and a ebook copy of any of my backlist to one lucky winner. Leave me a comment and your email address.

Here's the legal mumbo jumbo:
- Entering this contest means you have read, understood, and agree with all rules and regulations stated.- Entrants must be 18 or older (or age of majority in your country) to enter and to win.- No purchase necessary.- Void where prohibited.- All stated rules are subject to change without notification or reason given.- Chances of winning vary widely based on the number of entries received.- Prize is as stated. No substitutions or exchanges.
- Contest host is not responsible to misrepresented/mistyped email addresses, spam filters, mailer daemons, and other internet wackiness that may crop up at the time of winner notification.

- Winners are final.- Contest Starts 00:01EST September 13th and Ends 12:59EST September 16th and open to International participants- Winners will be notified via email, twitter, or facebook no later than 12:00EST September 17th -Respond by date to collect prize is 14 days from notification date.


Make sure to visit the other participants in this hop:

The Twitter Look Challenge!

This morning on Twitter, Stephanie Haefner tagged me in a Tweet for the Look Challenge. Sounded like lots of fun!!

The Look Challenge works this way:

Find the first use of "Look" in your WIP (work in progress) and paste the surrounding paragraph into a blog post.

Tag a string of victims-ehem- friends and fellow writers to participate. If you're not tagged, feel free to participate too!

Fun right? So, from Accidentally Yours, my newest WIP:

 Cammie is a woman ready for a change. Her BF is an ass, abusive and controlling. Ian is a wolf shifter on the run from a single mistake that cost him everything. The passage is about Ron, the abusive asshole of a boyfriend.

Hope you enjoy!

Ron wasn’t model-perfect. He had that hardened, masculine look of a construction worker. Tanned skin, roughened hands and fabulous ass. That first meeting they both had spent some time checking each other out. Eyes burning with lust, skimming each other’s bodies. His shoulders had been so wide the T-shirt had stretched tight across his back. The faded denim of his jeans looked scrumptious on his long legs. He was big, strong and hard. Exactly the way Cammie liked her men.

I'm tagging Carolyn Rosewood, Erin Sanchez, Jason Jaxx and Cassidy Kingston.

Siren Books go Print


I've Gone Print!!!

Half in Love

Cain's Salvation




Amazon and Barnes & Noble are already carrying Half in Love in print versions as well as the ebooks. Click below for the links if interested.


Cain's Salvation will be available in days, I hope, and I'll post those buy links later.

Next up for print? It should be Alpha in Hiding from Ellora's Cave. At least I hope so.

I'll be giving away print copies soon...

 

Tuesday, September 11, 2012

Tattoo Tuesday- 8

It's been awhile since I posted some lovely tattooed skin. I'm sharing my favorites again. If you've seen them, just drool a little more. If you haven't, well, where the hell have you been? They're YUMMY!

 Enjoy, and Happy Tattoo Tuesday!




 

Sunday, September 9, 2012

Dirty Birdies- Spit or Swallow?

I'm over on Dirty Birdies talking candidly about blowjobs and erotic romance author's need to have heroines swallow. Come check it out!

Saturday, September 8, 2012

Another Taste of Destiny- October 3rd







October 3rd is my next release date!

Another Taste of Destiny is my first EC for Men story, and it is HOT! 


Joe’s marriage is on the rocks. His wife has even seen a lawyer. So it’s the worst possible time for a brassy hooker to walk into his life and send him reeling with lust. After a quick-and-dirty encounter in the men’s bathroom, Joe is hard pressed to think about anything but her. Destiny. His Destiny.

He has to see her again…and again. Will Destiny be the final nail in his marriage’s coffin? Or might giving in to his darkest, most depraved desires be the only way to save it?


Check it out on EC's website (click here.)

Wednesday, September 5, 2012

Author Interview and Giveaway- Tatum Throne

Well, kiddies, I have another author hanging out today on my blog. Welcome Tatum Throne, an erotic romance author for Siren BookStrand, a fellow Sirenista. Grab a cup of coffee and sit down with us for a spell.


She's offering up a copy of Stolen Moment to one lucky winner! Leave her a comment below to be entered and we will pick a winner 9/8. 

*Excited Waves* Thank you Lea for having me on your blog today. I’m Tatum Throne, author of erotic, contemporary and paranormal M/F and M/M romance. I’m a stay at home mom of three boys, all three who have severe food allergies. I worked for years as a social worker before leaving the field to be a mom and full-time writer.  



Q. Tell us about your latest book.


A.  Stolen Moment [Enslaved & Enticed 1] is a paranormal set within the backdrop of Cincinnati and the first in a series about cursed objects. Each book centers around one cursed object and the group that hunts them. The first book follows a pendant that makes the wearer equally murderous and sexually excited. The second book, that I’m working on now, follows a cuff.

  
Q. Plotter or Pantser?


A. Plotter of course!


Q. What makes a great hero?


A. For me, a great hero is one that isn’t willing to give up on the heroine. He’ll go to hell and back for the woman he loves. He’s strong and follows his heart. Of course, he’s sexy, but flawed like the rest of us. He’s perfect for my heroine and isn’t looking for love when it finds him.



Q. Do you have anything in common with your characters?


A. I’m sassy and mouthy like my heroines. I have a wicked sense of humor and I love to laugh. I’m strong-willed and I don’t like the word NO. My characters are a lot like me.

                                                                                                                                    



Q. Coffee of tea?


A. Coffee in the morning is a must. I can't function without it.



Q. Wine or beer?


A. Wine.



Q. What are you currently working on, or what’s on the horizon?


A. The cursed objects series will have many more books as long as Siren wants them. I’m also working on a series of fire fighter M/M stories. I hope to sell it as a series to Siren.



Q. What do you do when you’re not writing?


A. I love to workout, hike, play with the guys, and visit with friends when I’m not working. I work a ton, so it’s often a challenge to balance work/life/family.


Q. How can you fans find you on the net?


A. I’m on twitter. You can also find me on Facebook. I love hearing from my readers. You can email me at:  tatumthrone@gmail.com.





@TatumThrone on Twitter





Story Excerpt: Stolen Moment [Enslaved & Enticed 1]




Rylie Sawyer wasn’t a thief, but she was about to become one.
Her heart hammered as she stared at the pendant through the downtown store window. She was the archeologist that unearthed it in Jordan a year ago. The window vibrated as though it were alive. Rylie reached out and smoothed her fingers across the silky, wet glass. A shiver whispered across Rylie’s chilled skin. She smoothed the wetness between her fingers. It felt like her honey spreading over a man’s cock.
The sound of Cincinnati’s evening commute faded to a low rumble in the background. You’re mine.
The ruby’s deadly power to seduce was its charm, its envy. Even now, Rylie could feel the undercurrent taunt her closer. The force was so strong it had her opening the door to the high-end jewelry store.
Warmth blew down from the heating vent.
Everything came into sharp focus. She remembered the first time she put the pendant on. She had an orgasm as soon as the stone settled between the nook between her breasts.
She licked her lips nervously as her nipples tightened into aroused, sensitive peaks from the memory. She was going to steal it tonight.
A shot of adrenaline pumped through her body. Rylie’s light-blue irises caressed the bloodred ruby pendant. Light caught the sparkling gem and danced. Diamonds circled the ruby and flounced romantically up the chain.
It was a mistake to go inside before a robbery. She’d be captured on their surveillance cameras. A worker took the pendant from the locked case and brought it to a private table for a couple to see.
Rylie took two steps toward that table before she stopped short. Fear raced over her skin. They were going to buy it before she had a chance to take it. Fuck me.
Darkness clung to the piece. The piece wanted to find another victim. The curse was still alive, and it knew she was here. Its power to allure was an intoxicating, sexual rush like no other Rylie had ever experienced. Even knowing what it was, she wasn’t immune to the power it had.
She headed toward the case nearest the pendant. A flutter rippled over her skin as she moved. Rylie glanced over her shoulder and saw a man standing at the end of the case. He was watching her closely. Their gazes locked. Surprise filtered through his gaze before he shut it down.
Another shiver moved through her body. It was as though she knew him intimately and always had. Who was he? 



You can check out this book and all of Tatum's stories at Siren BookStrand

Don't forget to leave her a message to be entered to win an ebook copy of Stolen Moment. Good Luck!