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Out Now—Making Him Wait by Kay Jaybee (@kay_jaybee) #bdsmromance #erotica #eroticromance

Kay Jaybee’s popular BDSM-romance novel is back!

Re-released by the brilliant Sinful Press, Making Him Wait, is every bit as hot the second time around.

“Erotica on a canvas of bondage and discipline.”

It’s amazing where a drive to live out your fantasies, a paint brush, and a text message can lead you…

Blurb

Maddie Templeton has always been an unconventional artist. Themes of submission and domination pulse through her erotic artwork, and she’s happily explored these lustful themes both on and off the canvas. But when Theo Hunter enters her life, she is presented with a new challenge.

Maddie sets out to test his resolve as she teases, torments and toys with him. However, as Maddie drives Theo to breaking point, she soon becomes unsure whether her own resolve will hold out.

At the same time, Maddie must put on the exhibition of a lifetime. As the hottest gallery in town clamours for her best work, Maddie pushes her models harder and higher until they are physically, sexually and emotionally exhausted.

Will Maddie’s models continue to submit to her, or will she push them too far? And will she be ready for the exhibition in time? The only way to find out is to wait and see…and the waiting only makes it sweeter!

EXCERPT

The extract I have chosen to share with you today comes from the very beginning of the book…

Freya rocked a little on her bare feet as Maddie touched her lightly freckled cheek. “No need to look so worried, honey. You are doing brilliantly. It’s a difficult pose to hold for so long.”

“Thank you.” Blushing an endearing shade of pink, Freya lowered the hands she’d nervously clenched before her, giving her employer another chance to see the neat triangle of her semi-shaved pussy.

Maddie, her jeans and t-shirt smeared and spattered with all the mediums of her trade, did not feel the need to mention to Freya that her own knickers were sodden, nor that beneath her holster bra, her nipples were rock hard.

A further buzz from her mobile alerted Maddie to the arrival of another text message. In fact a steady string of muffled noises from her mobile, coming from the pit of her handbag, had been announcing the arrival of texts every ten minutes or so throughout the morning.

Smiling to herself, Maddie continued to disregard her phone and considered the exquisite outline of her companion’s porcelain frame. Most people came to Maddie to be drawn or painted, sometimes as a commission for a lover, husband or wife. Some, however, like Freya, came to the studio as a way of improving their self-confidence. Despite her generally shy demeanour, Freya had proved to be very good at posing as Maddie required and the artist had offered her an occasional job as a life model.

Sometimes Maddie felt she was more therapist than artist – specifically a sex therapist – as men and women alike shared their most intimate secrets while standing on the other side of her easel. Maddie’s studio certainly had the air of an erotic fantasy confessional about it. She wasn’t complaining, however. No other life would do for her now. The job satisfaction Maddie achieved from listening to the dreams and fantasies of others while she recreated them onto canvas, went hand in glove with the personal physical gratification it gave her.

Money being either plentiful or non-existent, depending on the current success of her commissions and sales, Maddie had been forced to develop an alternative form of payment for her models – a reward system for good work. Maddie could tell from the rise and fall of Freya’s chest and the glistening damp skin at the top of her thighs, that she was more than ready to be paid for today’s session.

Closing in on her model, Maddie simultaneously cupped Freya’s slick pussy and left breast with her charcoal-blackened hands, causing an involuntary shiver to ripple through the younger woman’s body.

“Your progress really is outstanding, honey. Few of my models can stay as motionless as you can.” Congratulating Freya on her skill, Maddie left two dark palm prints on the girl’s tits and tapped at the inside of her legs. “Open up. I think you have deserved a treat after all your hard work.”

Gliding her palm over Freya’s mound, Maddie slipped a gentle finger into the slippery canal of the model’s frantically clutching sex, enjoying the murmured mew of contentment that escaped from her lipstick-free mouth.

Pumping gently, the artist brought Freya close to orgasm with steady increases and decreases of pressure – her own mind straying to her mobile. Maddie wondered where Theo was and what he was doing. She knew what he was thinking about. She always knew that. Theo thought about her…

Praise for Making Him Wait-

“Making Him Wait” held me captive, made me blush, had me yearning for more before I was even ready to let the previous chapter go. The story unfolds dripping with eroticism, every character wantonly submitting to Maddie’s artistic, commanding eye… Erotica’s “Queen of Kink” has nailed the freedom of Kink, fearlessly. Kay Jaybee writes with a masterful insight and sucks her readers into the fascinating domain of domination and submission. A realm where one’s words must be listened to very carefully and choices are empowering.’ Rose Caraway.

Artist, lover, dominatrix, Maddie has sculpted from her surroundings the perfect life and Kay Jaybee in ‘Making Him Wait’ the picture-perfect set up for an unhurried, well-written, hugely entertaining, multi-media journey into classy erotica – men, women, whatever your fancy, Mistress Jaybee guides you through her Chinese puzzle of a plot in a way that stole my breath and made my underarms tingle…Mesmerising, thrilling, word perfect, a triumph.” Chloe Thurlow

If you would like to buy Making Him Wait, it is available as a paperback or e-book from all good retailers, including-

Amazon (universal link): http://mybook.to/makinghimwaitkjb

Barnes & Noble: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/making-him-wait-kay-jaybee/1127821931?ean=9781910908228

iBooks: https://itunes.apple.com/gb/book/making-him-wait/id1336576037?mt=11

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/gb/en/ebook/making-him-wait-4

Bio

Kay Jaybee has over 150 publications to her name, including the novels Making Him Wait, (Sinful Press, second edition, 2018), and The Fifth Floor – The Perfect Submissive Book One (KJ Books, third edition, 2017). She has also written the novellas Wednesday on Thursday (KJ Books, 2017), Take Control (1001Nights Press, 2014), Digging Deep, (Xcite Press, 20153), A Sticky Situation (Xcite Press, 2013), and Not Her Type: Erotic Adventures With A Delivery Man (1001 Nights Press, 2014). She has written the anthologies The Collector (KJBooks, 2016), and A Kink a Day Books 1-3 (available via the Radish reading app).

Details of Kay’s work, past, present and future can be found at www.kayjaybee.me.uk

Twitter- https://twitter.com/kay_jaybee

Facebook –http://www.facebook.com/KayJaybeeAuthor

Goodreads- http://www.goodreads.com/user/show/3541958-kay-jaybee

Brit Babes Site- http://thebritbabes.blogspot.co.uk/p/kay-jaybee.html

Kay also writes contemporary romance and children’s picture books as Jenny Kane www.jennykane.co.uk  and historical fiction as Jennifer Ash www.jenniferash.co.uk

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“…with our lover asleep upstairs.” #MWTease #MFRWAuthor #99cents

Welcome to MidWeek Tease, where authors share tempting snippets to tide you over till the weekend. A huge shout out to author Angelica Dawson for hosting our blog hop every week!

We’re beyond excited to be part of the erotic romance LGBTQ Special Edition Box set All You Need is Love, releasing February 13 and now up for pre-order for just 99 cents!

Here’s another teaser from our contribution, Three: A Love Story.

EXCERPT

Set-Up: Our threesome has just experienced their first three-way…

Slowly, Mason opened one eyelid and then the other to see Susan eyeing him thoughtfully.

She slanted a finger across her lips and gestured toward a snoozing Jamie. “All of the built-up tension over the last several days must’ve drained her,” Susan whispered.

Mason nodded, but he didn’t know quite what was expected of him—of them—now. If Jamie was awake, she’d sort things out, but she was asleep.

Susan’s eyes sparkled. She leaned closer and flicked her tongue at his ear. “Let’s go get some water. We both probably need to replenish before turning our attention to Jams.”

“Sure,” Mason said, moving carefully off the bed, with Susan following. She was behaving as if nothing momentous had occurred. Okay, he could do that.

He led the way downstairs to the kitchen. Neither of them had bothered with a wrap. He grabbed a water from the fridge for Susan, took one for himself, and then another for Jamie.

“So,” Susan said after downing a quarter of a bottle of water, “was that as surprising to you as it was to me? You can be completely honest with me. We don’t have Jams here trying to put the best spin on everything. It’s just you and me.”

“So it is. Honesty has to be a foundation, no matter how all of this works out in the long run.”

“If it even has a chance to work out in the long run.”

“Exactly. To answer your question, I didn’t really know what to expect.” He shook his head. “That was mind blowing, that’s for sure.”

Susan arched an eyebrow. “But what it means remains up in the air?”

“True. No matter what Jamie thinks, a spectacular afternoon of sex isn’t going to produce what she’s hoping for.”

Susan winced.

“At least not immediately. And to be perfectly honest, I didn’t know you had that much passion. I didn’t know if I’d ever get my cock back. Not that I was in a hurry to retrieve it.”

“Couldn’t remain standing any longer.” She laughed, looked at him in a funny way, and laughed again.

“What is it? Is it something I said?”

“No. Not that. It’s us. Here we are standing stark naked in your kitchen discussing some of the most outrageous sex either of us may have ever had, with our lover asleep upstairs.”

BLURB

Three: A Love Story

Three lives—but how many loves?

Committed lovers for three years, Jamie and Susan are good together. Jamie knows she wants Susan in her life forever. But what if that’s not enough?

Both bi, the two have continued dating men occasionally, and now Jamie’s falling in love with Mason. Can she love two persons? Will her love for either one wrench the other one out of her life?

Jamie’s convinced a long-term three-way relationship is the answer, but none of the players is prepared for what’s coming. Two-way relationships are hard enough—is a three-way even possible? And if so, what must each of them give up to create it?

BOXED SET BLURB

All You Need is Love

Romance Collections is proud to present these fourteen stories of love that knows no boundaries. Like rivers flowing through the canvas of earth, these stories will run deep, touch softly and leave you breathless.

No matter who it is with, passion is magnificent, desires are bold, and love is beautiful.

Fourteen new stories
from these marvelous authors!

Tamsin Baker;‎ Jess Buffett,‎ Kristine Cayne,‎
Adriana Kraft,‎ Cate Farren,‎ Valerie Ullmer,‎
Kai Tyler,‎ Lexi Thorne,‎ Izzy Szyn,‎
Aeryn Jaden, Dana Kenzi, Celia Fay,
Avery Sky, and Dani Gray.

PRE-ORDER LINKS $.99

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B078PZR8HY

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/all-you-need-is-love-27

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/all-you-need-is-love/id1330261438?mt=11

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/all-you-need-is-love-tamsin-baker/1127753593?ean=2940154950586

 

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Time for a confession #MFRWAuthor #BabyBoomers

It’s confession time.

An author friend posted the question why do you write? on one of our author loops. As I pondered how to answer, I realized it’s so embedded in our own personal story that I couldn’t give a short answer.

Our readers know we are baby boomers. If they’re anywhere close to our age, they also know that midlife can bring a host of challenges in the bedroom. For us, that was complicated by health issues: A heart attack (in his forties!) for him, abdominal repair issues for me. Add onto that the fact I have three stepchildren. From the moment we married until our own son turned 20, I always had at least one teenager in the house. Time for sex? Interest in it? Not so much, for longer than I’d like to confess.

But neither of us was willing to give up. Our parents, it turns out, lived very long lives. Who, at midlife, wants to look forward to three or four more decades with no sex? We started looking for resources and found some great ones. We started watching videos – yes, Those Kinds of videos, in the bedroom, as a prelude to our own activities.

After a while we started saying things like “I’d like that story better if…” and “what would really turn me on is if she…”  As you might guess, we started setting down stories that better met our needs. Gradually we didn’t use the videos so much – we read out loud from our own material.

So why do we write? We want to save the world from boring sex.

Feel free to take a peek at our Swinging Lifestyle stories and our Polyamory stories and let us know if we’re succeeding!

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…what’s really on your mind? #MWTease #MFRWAuthor #99cents

Welcome to MidWeek Tease, where authors share tempting snippets to tide you over till the weekend. A huge shout out to author Angelica Dawson for hosting our blog hop every week!

We’re beyond excited to be part of the erotic romance LGBTQ Special Edition Box set All You Need is Love, releasing February 13 and now up for pre-order for just 99 cents!

Here’s another teaser from our contribution, Three: A Love Story.

EXCERPT

Jamie tilted her head to the side as Susan curled back in next to her. “So what do you think of Mason?”

“Ah, Mason. He’s the source of your stewing. Is he starting to wear on you? How long has it been—three months? Four months?”

“He’s not wearing on me. And it’s nearly five months.” Jamie paused to wet her lips. “You didn’t answer my question. What do you think of him? What do you really think of him?”

Susan flinched. “Well, I haven’t thought a lot about him, though I must say he has stayed around longer than any guy in recent memory.” Susan sighed. “Okay, to be honest. I think he seems like a very nice guy. When he’s over here, it’s because he’s come to see you, so I don’t really spend a lot of time with him. I’ve cooked a few dinners for you guys, but most of time he comes, you go out, you come back, and you fuck like two wildcats. I’m surprised the neighbors haven’t complained. And he’s usually gone before I’m up in the morning. And lately you’ve been spending much more time at his house than at our apartment…for your love nest activities, that is. I must say that’s easier on me. I get more sleep, and I don’t have to imagine what you and he are doing to each other.”

“That’s it?”

“What else do you want me to say? I’m an English professor, not a social worker. He doesn’t seem abusive. He’s easy to look at. He doesn’t…” Susan paused. “Uh oh. If he’s not wearing on you and yet you’re stewing about him…” She arched an eyebrow. “Jams, maybe you’d better tell me what’s really on your mind.”

Jamie didn’t miss the sudden flash of anxiety that crossed Susan’s face.

BLURB

Three: A Love Story

Three lives—but how many loves?

Committed lovers for three years, Jamie and Susan are good together. Jamie knows she wants Susan in her life forever. But what if that’s not enough?

Both bi, the two have continued dating men occasionally, and now Jamie’s falling in love with Mason. Can she love two persons? Will her love for either one wrench the other one out of her life?

Jamie’s convinced a long-term three-way relationship is the answer, but none of the players is prepared for what’s coming. Two-way relationships are hard enough—is a three-way even possible? And if so, what must each of them give up to create it?

BOXED SET BLURB

All You Need is Love

Romance Collections is proud to present these fourteen stories of love that knows no boundaries. Like rivers flowing through the canvas of earth, these stories will run deep, touch softly and leave you breathless.

No matter who it is with, passion is magnificent, desires are bold, and love is beautiful.

Fourteen new stories
from these marvelous authors!

Tamsin Baker;‎ Jess Buffett,‎ Kristine Cayne,‎
Adriana Kraft,‎ Cate Farren,‎ Valerie Ullmer,‎
Kai Tyler,‎ Lexi Thorne,‎ Izzy Szyn,‎
Aeryn Jaden, Dana Kenzi, Celia Fay,
Avery Sky, and Dani Gray.

PRE-ORDER LINKS  $.99

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B078PZR8HY

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/all-you-need-is-love-27

https://itunes.apple.com/us/book/all-you-need-is-love/id1330261438?mt=11

https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/all-you-need-is-love-tamsin-baker/1127753593?ean=2940154950586

 

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New Release from Lisabet Sarai @LisabetSarai #MFRWAuthor #eroticromance

Today we’re thrilled to welcome prolific author Lisabet Sarai to our pages, with a new release that’s both highly erotic and deeply spiritual. She’s running a contest all this month at her blog – be sure to stop by and enter!

Vows: Asian Adventures Book 3

By Lisabet Sarai

Contemporary multicultural bisexual erotic romance (X rated)

7,400 words

Smashwords and Amazon KDP

ISBN: 9781370254026 (Smashwords)

ASIN: B078LKFC9R

HFN ending

Tag Line

 The more you try to release desire, the more attached you become.

Blurb

Travel brings out a strange recklessness in my wife, a hunger for extremes that I don’t see when we’re in New York. I would never have acted on my desire for male flesh if she hadn’t bullied me into my first homosexual encounter. Not that I regret it.

I’llneverforgetthatincandescentnightwiththeaudaciousyoung punksheboughtformeinAmsterdam.

Now, she wants us to seduce the achingly beautiful Buddhist monk we’ve met in Luang Prabang. I try to reject her suggestions, to resist temptation. But I can’t banish the images of Souvannaphone— ripe lips curved in a half-smile, brown eyes sparkling with gentle challenge, smooth curves of golden flesh that cry out to be kissed. I yearn for his body—and his serenity.

Buy Links

Amazon  US – https://www.amazon.com/dp/B078LKFC9R/

Amazon UK –  https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B078LKFC9R/

Smashwords – https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/771439

Barnes and Noble –  https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/vows-lisabet-sarai/1127731965?ean=2940155064060

Kobo – https://www.kobo.com/th/en/ebook/vows-asian-adventures-book-3

Goodreads – https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/37751373-vows

X-Rated Excerpt

Dani was still stroking my penis surreptitiously as the boat pulled up to the public dock. “Why don’t we go back to the hotel? We can—talk—about our new friend.” She paid the boatman, and handed me my straw hat, which I used to hide my raging erection as we strolled the few blocks back to our guest house. I barely had time to close the door and slip out of my sandals before Dani was down on her knees in front of me, undoing my fly.

Here in the privacy of our room, I didn’t object. I was painfully hard; it seemed as though the taut skin sheathing my organ would burst at the slightest touch. Danielle squeezed. I could scarcely bear it. She gazed up at me, mischief in her hazel eyes. “Pretend that it’s him, sucking you,” she murmured. Then she swallowed me whole.

Hermouthwasasteamingtropicaljungle,hermuscular
tongueasnaketwiningaroundme.Iclosedmyeyesandallowed
myselftosinkintopuresensation.

After five years with me, she knew how to give me what I liked—languorous strokes from base to tip alternating with energetic sucking that must have left her jaw sore, but which brought me to the edge again and again. I filled my mind with images of her: the ginger thatch of her pubis matching the fringe on her head; the slick folds hidden among those curls; her palm-sized breasts with their extravagant nipples; her lively, intelligent, sometimes mocking face. I imagined that she was stroking herself as she worked on me. That might well be true. I remembered her wild, almost inhuman expression when she came.

But as she brought me inexorably closer to orgasm, these images slipped away, though I tried to hold on to them. Instead, I saw a pair of ripe lips curved in a half-smile, brown eyes sparkling with gentle challenge, smooth curves of golden flesh that cried out to be kissed. I imagined bare feet, muscular buttocks, a slim cock rearing like a rod of ivory, hairless and pure. She was broadcasting these images to me, I knew it, but that didn’t help me to resist. My desperate moan was part guilt, part overwhelming arousal. I saw a cloud of saffron-hued fabric drifting down, covering twined limbs, white and honey-colored, and I spilled myself into Danielle’s greedy mouth.

About Lisabet

Lisabet Sarai has been addicted to words all her life. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – nearly one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.

You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads and finally, on Twitter.  Sign up for her VIP email list here:  https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh

Vows is Book 3 in Lisabet’s Asian Adventures series:

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All You Need is Love #MFWAuthor #LGBTQ #Polyamory

Welcome to MidWeek Tease, where authors share tempting snippets to tide you over till the weekend. A huge shout out to author Angelica Dawson for hosting our blog hop every week!

We’re beyond excited to be part of the erotic romance LGBTQ Special Edition Box set All You Need is Love, releasing February 13 and now up for pre-order! Here’s a teaser from our contribution, Three: A Love Story.

EXCERPT

Jamie Ellsworth pried her eyelids open. How long had she dozed off? Her left arm remained pinned to the bed under her lover. She grinned broadly at Susan Kingman, her roommate, who lay with one leg draped over Jamie’s and a hand still cupping a breast. Susan stirred in Jamie’s arms. Jamie kissed her playmate’s forehead.

After experiencing mind blowing orgasms, the two women hadn’t entirely uncoupled before drifting off to sleep. Jamie shivered. They were good together. They always were and would be forever. Of that she had no doubt. They’d weathered so much over the past three years. Even when things got rocky, they’d hammered out a basic trust that, so far, had never let them down.

Jamie eyed her partner, waiting for her to awaken. Now was the moment—she couldn’t let the subject wait any longer, even though it put her stomach in knots. Mason Johnson. It was time.

 

BLURB

Three: A Love Story

Three lives—but how many loves?

Committed lovers for three years, Jamie and Susan are good together. Jamie knows she wants Susan in her life forever. But what if that’s not enough?

Both bi, the two have continued dating men occasionally, and now Jamie’s falling in love with Mason. Can she love two persons? Will her love for either one wrench the other one out of her life?

Jamie’s convinced a long-term three-way relationship is the answer, but none of the players is prepared for what’s coming. Two-way relationships are hard enough—is a three-way even possible? And if so, what must each of them give up to create it?

BOXED SET BLURB

All You Need is Love

Romance Collections is proud to present these fourteen stories of love that knows no boundaries. Like rivers flowing through the canvas of earth, these stories will run deep, touch softly and leave you breathless.

No matter who it is with, passion is magnificent, desires are bold, and love is beautiful.

Fourteen new stories
from these marvelous authors!

Tamsin Baker;‎ Jess Buffett,‎ Kristine Cayne,‎
Adriana Kraft,‎ Cate Farren,‎ Valerie Ullmer,‎
Kai Tyler,‎ Lexi Thorne,‎ Izzy Szyn,‎
Aeryn Jaden, Dana Kenzi, Celia Fay,
Avery Sky, and Dani Gray.

PRE-ORDER LINKS

https://www.amazon.com/dp/B078PZR8HY

https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/all-you-need-is-love-27

 

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“Oh yes, I am…” #MFRWAuthor #Sale #Menage

Welcome to MidWeek Tease, where authors share tempting snippets to tide you over till the weekend. A huge shout out to author Angelica Dawson for hosting our blog hop every week!

This week we’re dropping back to Book One in our Meghan’s Playhouse series, Seducing Cat. If you enjoyed our snippets from A Ring for Christmas (Book Four), this is where Meghan got her start – and it’s on sale!

SALE!!

Only five more days to get our entire
Extasy Books back list at 30% off! 

EXCERPT

Set-Up: Sunbathing nude on Cat’s lawn, Meg’s been scheming how she’ll go about hooking Cat up with Kurt…

No, Meg would have to bring the two together herself. And the only way she knew how to do that was by sharing herself and her many talents with each of them. Giggling, Meg slung her robe over her arm and padded toward the house.

“What the hell are you doing?”

Meg spun around to greet the owner of the throaty voice. She didn’t bother covering up—Kurt always appreciated her comfort with nudity. “What does it look like? Working on my tan.”

“Buck naked?”

“Of course. How else would I manage a full body tan?”

He pulled off his work gloves. “Aren’t you afraid someone might see you?”

Meg glanced around the yard at the tall fence and the thick shrubbery. “That’s not going to happen.”

“What about her?” He spat the words out, jerking his head toward the office window. “The professor could see you.”

“So?” She gave him a broad smile.

Kurt narrowed his eyes. “Now what the hell are you up to, kid?”

She shrugged and waited for him to put the pieces together. Her nipples grew taut under his steady glare. She loved it when she irked him to the point that he looked like he wanted to blow smoke from his ears. She could almost see smoke now.

His features darkened. “You’re not.” He took a step toward her.

She didn’t flinch. She trusted Kurt with every bone in her body. He might get royally pissed, but there was no way he’d hurt her. She arched an eyebrow at him. “Oh yes, I am.”

What could college English Professor Caitlin Shanahan ever have in common with the brash carpenter Kurt Davis?  The sexy sprite Meghan Keenan, that’s what.

Meghan’s Playhouse

Book One

May, 2017

Extasy Books

Novella, 28,000 words

Cover by Syneca Featherstone

Heat Rating

Four Flames:

Explicit sex: M/F, F/F;

Ménage: F/F/M, F/M/F;

anal sex; sex toys

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Guest Kellie Kamryn @KellieKamryn #Giveaway #MFRWAuthor #Menage



Today we welcome fellow Extasy author Kellie Kamryn, with two new releases and a Giveaway!

GIVEAWAY

To enter for a free backlist book plus a special treat from Kellie, just leave a comment on the post. She’ll select a random winner January 1.

Vows, Sex, and Other Ways to Celebrate Love

When I began writing The Harders, the first two books featured monogamous erotic romance. By the time I got to the third book, my characters had a different story to tell, and so I listened. Books 3 & 4 each feature two siblings who end up in polyamorous romances. For me, it wasn’t about writing the erotic content that titillated the senses that comes with the fantasy of having two or more sexual partners. Each of the people had their personal story to tell and I wanted to be true to it. One sister is bisexual, and I wanted her to find her love matches that would make her the happiest. The brother in the series was in love with a woman who had a male best friend that she loved. Unwilling to tell her she couldn’t continue a relationship of any sort with her best friend, they communicated to find out what the other wanted to see if they could also have a relationship.

As poly and ménage romance is becoming more mainstream, I wanted to write stories from my heart that people could relate to, not only for the erotic content, but to give voice to struggles and romantic relationships that are common. I believe there’s a ‘happy ever after’ for everybody.
Book 5 – Vows, Sex, and Other Ways to Celebrate Love – is a recap of all the couples in the series. We finally meet the parents of the family who are celebrating their long-term relationship in the way that suits them best. Although it throws a wrench into the party plans orchestrated by their children, love wins the day in the end. Here’s the blurb and an excerpt:

Blurb:

Love, laughter, and sex – the best ways to celebrate life.

The Harders don’t need monkeys, vegetables, chocolate, or sex toys to bend a few kinks into their well-laid party plans.  When the couple of the hour is a no-show, the siblings worry that their good intentions will have been for naught. Count on good old mom and dad to add a few surprises of their own, mixing a cocktail of love and laughter that no one will soon forget. Get ready to celebrate love, Harder style.

Excerpt:

Marnie wiggled her ass. Drake took hold of her hips, and guided his cock to her cunt. He slid home in a slow movement. She loved being filled by his thick cock, and she loved that Madison didn’t mind sharing Drake. They’d been in a relationship prior to Marnie’s coming along, and for a short time, Marnie had worried that Madison would get jealous. Her fears had been for naught. Since the moment they’d all gotten together, they’d been able to make it work.

Marnie licked Madison in time with Drake’s thrusts. As Drake thrust into her faster, she licked Madison’s clit at the same speed. With her left hand, she spread open Madison’s pussy, and inserted the middle finger of the other hand inside. She allowed Drake’s thrusts to push her into Madison’s clit and cunt.

Madison clenched the comforter in her hands, head thrashing side to side, her shouts becoming louder. “Oh, oh, oh!”

Cream gushed out and coated Marnie’s hand and tongue. She lapped it up, and Drake fucked her harder.

“I’m coming, I’m coming!” he announced with each thrust.

Marnie whipped her head up as she and Drake came together. Legs shaking, she collapsed onto her knees, face buried in Madison’s pussy once more. Madison pushed her head away as a second orgasm erupted. “Stop, stop…”

Marnie lifted her head, juice dripping from her chin, cum dripping from her cunt. Madison propped herself up on her elbows, chest heaving. “Amazing as always.”

“Agreed.” Marnie grinned at her, swiping the back of her hand over her chin. She glanced at the bedside table clock. “We’d better get going.”

“Yeppers.” Drake slapped Marnie on the ass, and she let out a yelp. “I’ve got dibs on the shower.”

“Oh come on,” Madison retorted. “You always call dibs on the shower.”

“But I always share,” Drake said.

Marnie laughed. “If we share, we’ll never make it to the party on time.” She made a shooing motion with her hand. “Now get.”

Drake stuck his tongue out at her, and high-tailed it out of the room.

Marnie sighed and pushed up to a stand. “You want to go next?”

Madison patted the bed beside her. “Sit for a second. I want cuddles.”

Marnie plopped down beside her, and ran her fingers through Madison’s hair. Love for her filled her heart once more. “I want to ask you something.”

Madison twirled a strand of Marnie’s chestnut hair around her finger. “What’s that?”

Marnie smiled. “Having you and Drake in my life, helping all of us with the party prep, got me to thinking.”

“Oh yeah?” Madison asked. “About what?”

“Like maybe we could have a ceremony some time. Or a party. Some kind of thing to celebrate all of us being together.” Her heart tripped in her chest at the admission. “I love you both so much and I want everyone to know it.”

Madison cupped her face in her hands. “I love you—we both do. I think it’s a wonderful idea. In fact…” Her voice trailed off.

Curious, Marnie held Madison’s face in her hands. “What?”

“I’ll tell you later, okay? We better get ready.” Madison pressed a soft kiss to Marnie’s lips.

Marnie grinned from ear to ear. “Fine. We’ll talk later.”

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THE SUB CLAUSE

On December 25th, my writing partner, P.D. Cathal, and I have a Christmas release with eXtasy Books – The Sub Clause. Find out how Santa Clause and his Head Sub Elf celebrate finishing up the busiest night of the year by being naughty!

Blurb:

When you’re a ho-ho-ho for Jolly Old Saint Nick, not reading the fine print of your contract is a no-no-no.

The Naughty Toy Workshop is the kinky toy factory for people who hit Santa’s naughty list, and Kandy Kane loves her job as supervisor. The coveted position includes person-ally testing sex toys, observing those under her command as they research and test new items for this season’s fetish crowd, and the best perk—being The Big Guy’s submissive for the year.

Jolly Old St. Nick has never had a better sub than Kandy to supervise his naughty workshop or fulfill his most kinky desires. With glee, he can’t wait for the night of her performance review, where he has some special plans to reward his sub once the busiest night of the year is complete.

As the big night draws near, Kandy looks forward to her performance review with a mix of exhilaration and sadness. According to the sub clause in her contract, she has to choose her successor from one of the sub-elves in training in the workshop. Little does she know she’s misread the clause, and Santa is about to school her on the finer points of her contract.

Excerpt:

A wistful sigh escaped Kandy’s lips. Both subs would make excellent replacements for her. A lump formed in her throat, and she swallowed it back, refusing to shed tears over a fact she’d known since she’d taken the job. A sub clause in her contract with Santa stated that at the end of the year, she had to choose her successor. That knowledge had been the one thing that popped a hole in her balloon of elation over being chosen for the job last year when Santa’s last Alpha Sub retired.

She pushed the intercom button. “All right, Sweet—page me if you need anything. I’ll be going to—”

An emergency alarm sounded. All three women stared at each other in bewilderment.

“What the hell?” Kandy mumbled.

An automated voice filled the room. “Emergency in Fungeon Eleven. Emergency in Fungeon Eleven.”

“Oh great,” Kandy muttered. “Sweet—help Donna. I need to see what this is all about and take care of it before Saint Nick finds out. He’s got enough to worry about.” At the thought of her boss, Kandy’s heart rate sped up. She tried her best every day to serve him as his sub and workshop supervisor. Anything she could handle for him to make his job easier, she did.

Kandy suppressed a smile at the thought of Santa. While she’d enjoy seeing him again and being used by him—one of the best perks of her job—it was the busy season, and she wanted everything to run ship-shape. She gritted her teeth together to keep from grinning. They didn’t call him The Big Guy because his belly shook like a bowl full of jelly. Her cunt ached at the thought of his big, fat cock.

“Are you okay?” Sweet asked.

Kandy cleared her throat. “Yes, I’ve got to run.”

“Go,” Sweet said. “I’ve got it from here, Ma’am.”

“Thanks.” Kandy rushed from the room and sprinted down the hall to Fungeon Eleven, the testing room for new Sybians. She burst into the observation room and stared at the sight through the glass. A runaway Sybian that resembled a child’s rocking horse was vibrating around the room like an out-of-control mechanical bull, its test rider hanging on for dear life. Two other elves were chasing it around the room in an attempt to tame it. With its erratic action, neither elf could reach the power cord to unplug it.

Good thing she’s tied to it so she can’t fall off! Kandy’s brain went into overdrive. She whirled around and spied the emergency breaker panel at the back of the room. It would shut off power to this section of the workshop only. She bolted toward it and ripped off the front cover, then flipped the switch. The room descended into darkness, the alarm shut off, and the vibrating noise from the other room ceased.

Kandy breathed a sigh of relief, then glanced around when the emergency lights flickered on. The green glow of the lights cast eerie shadows all around. Kandy hurried into the testing room and helped the elves untie the sub from the horse. Then she unplugged the machine from the wall so they could restore power without the Sybian starting up again.

By the time she’d finished, the two elves—Lexie Latex and Sadie Sadist—had the other sub, Vivian Vibrato, untied from the machine and wrapped in a blanket. They held her close, murmuring words of comfort.

Kandy walked over to the trio and rubbed Vivian’s back. “Are you okay?”

Vivian nodded. “Yeah, just a little shaken up.”

All four women stared at each other, then burst into laughter.

Kandy patted her back and gave her a kiss on the top of the head. “I told Santa this idea needed more work. I’m glad you’re all right.” She straightened up and gestured to the control room. “Let’s get out of the testing area and back into the other room where we can look at the findings and see what went wrong.”

All three subs nodded in unison. Lexie and Sadie helped Vivian to her feet, then they followed Kandy into the control room. Kandy startled when the lights came on.

A deep voice spoke from the back of the room. “Ho, ho, ho… Who’s been a naughty elf?”

All four women stared at each other, then burst into laughter.

Kandy patted her back and gave her a kiss on the top of the head. “I told Santa this idea needed more work. I’m glad you’re all right.” She straightened up and gestured to the control room. “Let’s get out of the testing area and back into the other room where we can look at the findings and see what went wrong.”

All three subs nodded in unison. Lexie and Sadie helped Vivian to her feet, then they followed Kandy into the control room. Kandy startled when the lights came on.

A deep voice spoke from the back of the room. “Ho, ho, ho… Who’s been a naughty elf?”

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ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Winner of the RONE (Reward of Novel Excellence) Award for Best Erotica 2012, Kellie Kamryn has many 5-star reviews from sites such as Night Owl Reviews for her work in contemporary romantic fiction. In 2013, one of her novellas was nominated for Best Novella for the RONE Awards. In addition, she is a workshop presenter and an online columnist for The Aquarian Online.

All of Kellie’s books contain a lot of heat balanced with an abundance of heart. With fourteen books and two anthologies to her credit since 2011, most days she can be found channeling her heart’s desire into writing stories and poetry that sweep readers away into other worlds.

When her muse requires a change in scenery, she funnels her creative energy into bringing many a tale to life through her work as an audio narrator. And when her body demands attention, you can find her in the gym jumping on the trampoline in between teaching Kindergym classes, or training and co-teaching Baguazhang (Bagua) as self-defense to women/families, and for health and healing to individuals on the Autism spectrum.

Visit with her at: www.kelliekamryn.com

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“Naughty can be lots of fun…” #MWTease #MFRWAuthor

Welcome to MidWeek Tease, where authors share tempting snippets to tide you over till the weekend. A huge shout out to author Angelica Dawson for hosting our blog hop every week!

A Ring for Christmas

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EXCERPT

Set-up: Sometimes showing is more powerful than telling. Since both Meg and Lisa are actresses, they’ve told Bryce they need a photo shoot for some upcoming plays…

Hearing the women enter at last, Bryce looked up from his work. He blinked. They were dressed alike. If one wasn’t a redhead and one a blonde, they would’ve been difficult to tell apart. They wore very short wrap-around green skirts trimmed in yellow. Bare midriffs were set off by sheer white tops. Clearly neither wore a bra. Meg’s nipples were darker than Lisa’s. Lisa’s nipples stood out, as if she was turned on. Their feet were adorned in tiny felt boots.

Bryce wet his lips and tried to steady his breathing. He smiled as each woman placed a matching green elf-like hat on the other woman’s head.

“Merry Christmas,” they said, turning to blow him a kiss.

“Do that again,” Bryce said, grabbing his camera. “I wasn’t prepared for your grand entrance.”

Bryce snapped pic after pic as the women knelt on the couch facing each other. They giggled and played a patty-cake game. Their boobs rose and fell in unison.

As if one, they turned to face him, “We’re Santa’s helpers. Have you been naughty or nice?” They leaned forward and brushed lips. Again, looking back at him they sang out, “We’ve been nice and naughty. Can’t you see?”

Bryce didn’t think they expected a response from him. Maybe their intended audience would laugh, cheer and applaud. He moved about, getting pics from as many angles as he could manage. Damn, they looked enticing. Bryce shook his head, hoping his cock wouldn’t move beyond half-mast. At least he had on loose-fitting trousers.

Through the lens he watched the two women hug, crushing their breasts between them. In that pose they turned and winked at the camera. He watched Lisa lower a hand to cup Meg’s ass as Meg did the same. Their skirts scrunched almost to waist high. Bryce blinked. He thought they’d worn thongs, but now it became quite clear if those outfits came with thongs, they’d been left in the dressing room. Bryce swallowed. What kind of play was this? And why did Lisa look so natural hugging—no, making out with a woman?

Lisa looked at him. He saw her inhale sharply before she spoke. “Naughty can be lots of fun.”

Title: A Ring for Christmas

Series: Meghan’s Playhouse

Book Four

Author: Adriana Kraft

Length: 11,000 words

Genre: Erotic Romance, ménage, LGBT

Heat Level:

Four flames: explicit sex, M/F, F/F;

Ménage, F/F/M, F/M/F; explicit language

 

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A ring for Christmas? Sometimes what you hope for and what you fear are one and the same.

In Las Vegas for a brief stint in a musical revue and ready for some uncomplicated sex with a kindred spirit, Meghan Keenan is only too happy to resume connections with her sometimes lover, Lisa Perkins.

But Lisa’s in a quandary. Her most recent boyfriend has suddenly become serious, with hints of a diamond ring in her future—and she’s never told him she’s bisexual. What if he freaks? What if he makes her choose?

Professional photographer Bryce Henry spends his days up close and personal with beautiful models and actresses. Now he’s deeply in love with Lisa and ready to pop the question, but even he wonders about long term fidelity. What does he want, and how bad does he want it?

What will happen when Meg takes hold of Lisa’s problem and runs with it?

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CONVERSATION WITH A DEMON

We’re excited to have a visitor today – the demon who stars in the latest release from Janine Ashbless, The Prison of the Angels, has stopped by to answer a few questions!

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INTERVIEW WITH AZAZEL

Your name:  Azazel
The book you’re in:  The Prison of the Angels (Vol.3 of The Book of the Watchers)
Your author’s name:  Janine Ashbless
Your role: The fallen angel released by Milja Petak. Her demon lover. The great enemy of the Heavenly Host. The harbinger of the Apocalypse.

What was your favorite part of being a character in this book?

I love Milja! She saved me from my prison … But then she betrayed me … but then she saved me again … I would fight the whole world for her, but I wish she would stop being so complicated.

Do you get along with your fellow characters?

Hah! I love Milja, but she has this other would-be lover called Egan – a mere human at that – who thinks he can lay claim to her heart. We don’t get on. Well, I enjoy teasing him; he’s so easy to provoke!

Can you share one unusual or funny fact about you readers might not guess?

When I first started interacting with the human species, tens of thousands of years ago, my preferred form was that of a gigantic black goat. That is still remembered in a twisted way – look at the Tarot card of The Devil.

Do you think your author has portrayed you accurately?

I do not think she emphasized enough how tolerant and merciful I was, throughout, to mortals who got in my way. I have been extremely merciful to Egan, and I do not get enough credit for that.

What was the hardest thing you had to do?

Learn to understand Milja. Seriously … the last time I was free was five thousand years ago. Women back then were honored if I chose them as my lovers. They were proud to bear my children. Women now? They are so difficult to please! They want choice, and respect … I have had a lot to learn.

What problems do you have to face and overcome in your life?

Five thousand years imprisoned in a cave, tied to rock, parched and starving and unable to move, all because I’d had the temerity to take mortal lovers. That injustice has lit a rage in my heart that cannot be quenched.

What are you afraid of?

Being imprisoned again. The archangels Michael and Raphael are plotting against me.

If you came with a warning label, what would it say?

“Hotter than Hell”

What do you think readers will think of you?

Why should I care what anyone thinks of me? I am that which I am. All of Heaven is lined up in enmity against me, and I will not bow down or give in. So, readers? Pah!

Have you appeared in more than one book by this author? Did things get easier or harder for you?

I appeared in all three books in this series. There would have been no series without me! Ashbless made me suffer from start to finish, but let me tell you; freedom with any amount of suffering is better than no freedom at all.

EXCERPT

From The Prison of the Angels:

The cold water flashed like white fire over every inch of my skin. It burnt my eyeballs and my lips and the inside of my throat, and beyond the white fire was a darkness so immense that it swallowed me whole.

I fell forever.

Something grabbed my wrist. Something so hot that it boiled away the darkness, so that there was suddenly light flashing in my eyes. I felt myself grabbed up bodily and lifted. I felt heat against my lips, blowing fire into my frozen lungs. I saw the wooden posts of a flight of steps, and then I pitched forward onto hands and knees in the shallow snow, choking up pond-water. In front of my blurred vision an inchoate swirl of darkness poured up the steps onto the lit porch and then disappeared. Unseen, something slammed against the door, a knock that made the house shake.

I was on the ground beneath the back porch of John’s house, I realized, shuddering.

Mama. Oh Mama. The thought seemed to come from nowhere.

Three times the knock sounded, and on the third the door burst open—outward, onto the porch—to reveal Egan in the lit room within; shaven, shirtless, and frozen mid-lunge for what I could only assume was a weapon of some sort.

He stared.

I tried to cry out.

“Milja?”

Grabbing his pistol he ran out barefoot onto the porch and looked around for enemies that were not there. Then he clattered down and pulled me up into his arms. I pressed my face to his neck and he carried me up the steps and over the threshold—not like a bride, but like a child he could hold tight against his torso, his wrists locked under my thighs. His skin blazed against mine. He hefted me into the kitchen and propped my ass on the table in front of the range.

“What the hell?” he demanded in a low fierce voice, sweeping locks of sodden hair back from my face. My hat seemed to have disappeared. “What happened, Milja? What were you doing out there?”

“Ice. I fell in the lake.” My jaw chattered. It was obvious I was telling the truth—I was soaked from head to toe, and after clasping me so close he wasn’t much drier himself.

“Feckssake, woman!” he growled. “What the hell were you thinking of?” He shucked off my coat, which lifted a sodden ton from my shoulders, then stooped to pull my boots off; ice-water spilt all over the floor.

I tried to strip off my gloves but my fingers weren’t capable of gripping anything.

“Come here, come here,” he said softly from where he knelt at my feet, grabbing my wrists and peeling away the useless gloves. He pressed my hands on either side of his warm neck, holding them there. They must have felt like ice-blocks to him, but he didn’t wince.

He looked like a knight kneeling before his queen, I thought. I could feel his pulse.

“I’ll go get towels, Milja. Are you going to be okay a sec?”

I nodded, though he probably couldn’t see it through the shuddering. He rose and hurried off, leaving me with the radiant warmth of the stove. I thought I should probably get the rest of my clothes off, but even after I struggled with my fly zipper my jeans seemed determined to cling to my bum-cheeks.

I heard the back door bang shut and I flinched.

Azazel?

Had he been gathering himself to come get Egan? Was he the one who had saved me from the black waters? Where was he now?

Egan came back in carrying armfuls of towels. “Alright?”

“I’m okay,” I told him, smiling through my shudders. He was still shirtless, and I could see the faint Ethiopian scars on his arm and chest.

He wrapped my hands one at a time in a towel, chaffed them dry, and then set them deliberately against the hard, hot wall of his torso.

Oh God.

Then he slipped all the buttons on my thick flannel shirt—the one I’d chosen this morning precisely because it wasn’t provocative or distracting—and he only slowed when he realized I was wearing just a bra-top underneath. My nipples stood in shamefully hard points under the stretch cotton. I tried to wriggle out of the long tartan sleeves of my shirt on my own, to spare his blushes, but everything clung like a freezing cold second skin and he had to help.

The shallow slash on my forearm wasn’t bleeding anymore, but each brush of his fingers felt like hot coals.

My wet garment made a slap as it struck the floor.

He draped a towel around my shoulders and another over my head. He started rubbing the water from my face and hair and scalp, his movements precise and gentle. For long moments I was buried in a soft darkness. I reached out, blind, to put my hands back on his bare ribs. I could feel his heart pounding beneath them, like a beast pacing a cage.

I have no idea when it all changed for him. When his grueling self-denial simply fell apart, like a garment worn and washed until the fabric was weakened beyond all use. All I knew was that he dropped the towel off my damp head, cupped my face in both his hands and—absolutely without warning—kissed me.

Blurb:

Milja Petak’s world has fallen apart.

Her lover, the fallen angel Azazel, has cast her aside in rage and disgust. The other contender for her heart, the Catholic priest Egan Kansky, was surrendered back into the hands of the shadowy Vatican organization, Vidimus, after sustaining life-threatening injuries.

She has killed and she has betrayed. She is alone, homeless, and at the end of her tether – torn apart by guilt and the love she has lost.

But neither Heaven nor its terrifying representatives on Earth have finished with Milja.

Both her lovers need her in order to further their very different plans, and both passionately need her, though they may try to deny it.

Milja is once again forced into a series of choices as she uncovers the secrets Heaven has been guarding for centuries. But this time it is not just her heart at stake, or even the fate of a fallen angel.

This time, the choices she makes will change everything.

This time it’s the End of the World.

The Prison of the Angels is the third in the acclaimed Book of the Watchers trilogy, following on from Cover Him with Darkness, and In Bonds of the Earth.

 

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Author bio:

Janine Ashbless is a writer of fantasy erotica and steamy romantic adventure. She likes to write about magic and myth and mystery, dangerous power dynamics, borderline terror, and the not-quite-human.

Buyer beware! If you like dark romance and a hard-won Happily Ever After, try “Cover Him with Darkness,” “Heart of Flame,” or “The King’s Viper.” If you prefer challenging erotica, go for “Red Grow the Roses” or “Named and Shamed” instead. All her other books lie somewhere on the spectrum between.

Janine has been seeing her books in print ever since 2000. She’s also had numerous short stories published by Black Lace, Nexus, Cleis Press, Ravenous Romance, Harlequin Spice, Storm Moon, Xcite, Mischief Books, and Ellora’s Cave among others. She is co-editor of the nerd erotica anthology ‘Geek Love’.

Born in Wales, Janine now lives in the North of England with her husband and two rescued greyhounds. She has worked as a cleaner, library assistant, computer programmer, local government tree officer, and – for five years of muddy feet and shouting – as a full-time costumed Viking. Janine loves goatee beards, ancient ruins, minotaurs, trees, mummies, having her cake and eating it, and holidaying in countries with really bad public sewerage.

Her work has been described as:

“Hardcore and literate” (Madeline Moore) and “Vivid and tempestuous and dangerous, and bursting with sacrifice, death and love.” (Portia Da Costa)

Author Links:

Janine Ashbless website: http://www.janineashbless.com/

Janine Ashbless on Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/janineashbless

Sinful Press website: https://www.sinfulpress.co.uk

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