Sunday, November 28, 2010

The Curtis Reincarnation by Zathyn Priest

I participated in Goodreads M/M October Pick-It-For-Me Challenge. What's a Pick-It-For-Me Challenge? Well, all those who sign up for the monthly challenge are paired up with others. I chose a book for my pickee (more on that book later) and someone chose a book for me. The books chosen must be new and unfamiliar, not a book already on the reader’s bookshelf. Opinions and reviews are posted. It’s a great way to learn about new authors and books you might not have otherwise read.

The book chosen for me was The Curtis Reincarnation by Zathyn Priest.


"Jordan's got a good life. He's got his own web business, a fat cat for a pet and his own house, which he shares with his sister -- oh well, nothing's perfect. Also not perfect is not having someone special to share his life with. His sister Rebecca believes it's because he's too picky and too unapproachable, but Jordan just wants someone to do the Sunday crossword with, take walks with, someone who'll be his mate for life. Is that really too much to ask?

One night Rebecca drags Jordan to a Tyler Curtis concert. Tyler is a notorious bad boy who treats his audience with contempt and sleeps with a different groupie every night, and Rebecca is determined to be tonight's groupie. Jordan is there under protest. At least he is until he meets the man beneath the crass, bad boy image. Will Jordan get to know the true Tyler or will Tyler's manager and a world wanting the man to match the image conspire against them?"


I enjoyed the book and gave it 4 stars on Goodreads. That being said it wasn’t without flaws. I love the men and how they interact, but I found Tyler a bit naïve and once in awhile I found myself thinking who says things like that. Jordan’s sister is totally obnoxious. I know she’s meant to be annoying but sometimes it’s over the top. On the other hand the villains are truly evil, the kind you love to hate.

This is a story of self-discovery, courage and romance. The plot is a wonderful mix of drama, humor and steamy sex and I’ll be looking for more from Zathyn Priest

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Tuesday, November 23, 2010

** THE FIST ** edited by Lucas Steele


For those who like their erotica in quick breathless romps here are five titillating MM stories that are sure to get your blood racing. These tales don’t have boundaries. The blunt language and wide range of sexual scenarios are sure to keep the pages turning. Don’t expect deep character development or plot lines. What you will get are well-written stories that deliver some seriously hot bedtime reading. Two thumbs up!

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The Fist by G R Richards

When The Fist finds a slab of shortening in Deepack’s locker, he wants to know what it’s for and he just won’t let it go. In the end, things get very heated on the factory floor and a crew of turned-on men can make a lot of noise. Eventually, they have to turn the compacting machine on to mask their yells of excitement.

Wired by Landon Dixon

Tim, the sparky, is on the job when he catches his bosses, Elliot and Dan on the job too. Unaware they know he’s watching he ‘enjoys’ their display. The next day, Elliot accuses him of being a pervert and says he’s going to teach him a lesson he won’t forget in a hurry. Tied to the bed with his own wire, Tim is in no hurry for the lesson to finish.

Unleashing A Demon by Eva Hore

I knew I was gay, but I wasn’t sure if Brad knew what he wanted. So when we end up alone on a hot nudist beach, I’m nervous as well as excited. But it isn’t long before Brad is making some pretty hot moves.

The Running Man by Jade Taylor

Matt loves running, but the thought of his sexy next-door neighbour, Josh, always has him running faster towards home than away from it. He’s too shy to make a move but then Josh asks him to help move a box from his wardrobe.

The box breaks to reveal its contents: Dozens of pictures of men in erotic poses. And very soon Matt and Josh are trying out some erotic poses of their own.

Basic Rules of Anal Sex by Kay Jaybee

New to London, Rob visits a club, and is handed a note by a stranger. The list is headed up Basic Rules of Anal Sex. When the stranger invites Rob back to his flat he goes without question. But will they both stick to the rules?

Friday, November 19, 2010

A FUTURE FOR THREE by Rachel Clark


A Contemporary Erotic Alternative Menage a Trois Romance, F/F/M, by Rachel Clark

They've been best friends since high school, but can Emma, Casey and Jason follow their hearts without ruining their friendship?

Emma and Jason are concerned when Casey comes home exhausted after a hold up at the bank where she works. When she falls silent in the bath, they both fear the worst and break in to find her sleeping. That's when Jason notices how deep Emma's love is for her best friend and he finally understands why he's never been able to tell Emma how he feels. If Emma loves Casey, where does that leave him?


"Wake up, sleepyhead."

Emma woke slowly, her eyes fluttering until she realized where she was. Her entire body jolted as she focused on Casey lying on the pillow facing her, Jason's arm draped protectively over her stomach.

"Uhm…I'm sorry…you were…uhm…dreaming, a nightmare…" She sucked in a deep breath, a part of her realizing that this was it, this was the part where they explained how much they loved each other. Tears threatened to spill, and her voice jammed in her throat. Desperately swallowing, Emma inched backwards, trying to untangle herself from the blankets and Casey's slender limbs.

"I should go."

She'd almost made it off the bed when Casey leaned over her and did the last thing she expected, and the one thing she'd been hoping for. Casey pressed her lips to Emma's as she wrapped her slender arms around Emma's waist.

Emma groaned and opened her mouth against the insistent tongue that slid again and again against her lips. With a soft sigh, Casey deepened the kiss, pushing Emma back onto the pillow at the same time that she felt Jason's hands smoothing over the rounded curve of her stomach and up to the underside of her breasts. Large, warm hands cupped her sensitive flesh, thumbs rolling over her nipples as they stiffened and sent shooting arrows of warmth straight to her clitoris.

Smaller hands began to unbutton her pajamas, and Emma wished she'd thought to wear her sexy silk instead of her comfortable flannelette pair. She was probably blushing, but considering that Casey still kissed her, their tongues dancing, sliding together, she somehow didn't care.

Jason groaned as the final button came undone and the material fell away from her chest.

She felt the bed shake as he maneuvered his way over to her side and slid down to suck a turgid nipple into the hot cavern of his mouth. Emma squeaked against Casey's mouth as he caught the rosy pink nub between his teeth and bit gently. Heat pooled between her legs as his hands scooped into the waistband and began ever so slowly pushing the pajama pants and underwear down her legs and off her feet.

Emma broke the kiss, both of them breathing heavily, and Casey gazed into her eyes before giving her one of her amazing smiles and then lowering her head to the breast Jason had abandoned. Emma nearly lifted off the bed when Jason pushed her legs apart, wedged his shoulders between her thighs, and used his fingers to separate the folds that hid her clit. She moaned in sweet ecstasy when his warm tongue laved the rapidly swelling flesh, and then almost forgot how to breathe when he slid closer to gently suck on her clitoris. He pressed her to the bed, her pulse pounding in her ears, as he flicked and tortured the captured nub held between his teeth. She panted as her muscles coiled tight, Casey worshipping her breasts and Jason setting off electrical charges in her womb.

Tension arched her spine, her legs lifting her pussy and breasts into heated mouths. Her embarrassment fled, and only ecstasy remained. Jason gripped her tighter, his big hands kneading the soft flesh of her ass as he tilted her tumescent flesh closer to his mouth. Gasping for air, Emma threw her head back and screamed as every muscle shook violently and liquid heat coursed through her. She jolted against them again and again as they continued torturing her sensitized flesh until they'd wrung every bit of ecstasy from her climax.

Jason laid his face against her rounded stomach, breathing heavily as Casey lifted her head and kissed Emma sweetly.

"You are so beautiful, Emma. So responsive, so natural."

A deep, rumbling chuckle escaped Jason's mouth as he lifted himself closer to kiss Emma and smile into her eyes.


Then he turned to Casey, his smile lascivious as he asked a question Emma had only ever heard in her dreams. "Do you want to know how sweet our Emma tastes?"

Casey nodded her head and smiled as she learned toward Jason and licked his lips before kissing him as thoroughly as she'd kissed Emma earlier. Emma could only watch in amazement as they kissed above her at the same time that they both tweaked her nipples. Electrical pulses again sent desire coursing through her, and she moaned in appreciation when Casey moved to lie between her thighs and Jason helped Casey remove her silk negligee and panties.

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Thursday, November 11, 2010

THE COLOR OF SEX by Cooper McKenzie


Cooper McKenzie is sharing an excerpt from her very hot new erotic romance. THE COLOR OF SEX is a sensual story with great characters. Enjoy!


Gabi Smith agrees to paint the three phases of sex, but she is in trouble. While Frustration is her constant companion, she knows nothing of Arousal or Fulfillment and doesn’t know who to ask for help.

The first time Riley St. James saw Gabrielle Smith’s work ten years before, he fell in love. When her brother needed a guard to keep his sister safe while he was out of the country, Riley knew he was the only man for the job. When Gabi asks him to teach her about sex, Riley is certain he has died and gone to heaven.

Can he teach her about sex and love and the vast difference between the two? Will she be able to translate her lessons of sex into visual expressions? Or will their growing love get in the way of her work?

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Her gaze dropped down his body, and she stopped breathing for several heartbeats as she took in the longest, thickest, most beautiful cock she’d ever seen. The naked male models she’d seen online and in magazines didn’t rival Riley’s beautiful shaft. Even with the icy shower, he remained erect though beginning to droop. He looked so delicious Gabi couldn’t help herself.

Without a thought to her actions, she bent at the waist and took the bulbous head of his cock into her mouth. She hummed her delight as his salty, masculine taste tantalized her tongue. Pulling back, she licked his slit then swirled the tip of her tongue around the head, testing the silky smoothness of the skin there.

The groan that sounded above her and the fingers stabbing through her hair to cradle her head assured her she was not hurting him. Opening her mouth, she took him deep, teasing and tasting his long, thick shaft.

Thinking about the scenes she’d read about, her hands began to soothe the skin of his hips and buttocks and thighs. One continued touching whatever she could reach while the other eased up the inside of his thighs to cup the sack between.

His fingers tightened around her skull as his hips began to thrust, fucking her mouth with his cock.

Before she could throw him over into orgasm, he pulled himself from her mouth and hand. The next moment she found herself lifted into the air by strong arms and then face to face with a man who looked like he wanted to eat her alive. She wrapped her arms and legs around him and held on tight. She began to hunch against him, trying to rub her throbbing clit up and down the thickness of his shaft.

“You’re very good at that. Too good. Who taught you?” he asked as he fumbled to turn off the water then open the shower door.

“No one taught me. You’re my first. But I have read a lot of books.” She smiled up at him and batted her eyelashes. “Those things are filled with all kinds of good ideas about sex.” Shifting her shoulders, she brushed her nipples against his fur-covered chest. She purred as the touch of his silky, wet hair sent ripples of sensation from tits to cunt then out to the rest of her body.


“Uh huh.”

“You do it very well,” he commented as he carried her into the bedroom.

“But you didn’t come,” she pointed out.

“That’s because I want to feel that hot, wet pussy pulsing around me with your orgasm when I do,” he said, laying her in the center of the bed before lying down next to her.

“Mmm, I like the sound of that.” She reached up and speared her fingers through his now wildly curling hair.

Pulling him down, she kissed him, recognizing this was the man she’d been looking for. This was the man she would spend the rest of her life with, if he would have her.

She froze as she realized he might not want her in his life on a permanent basis. Taking this job as her own personal watchdog then becoming her sex muse might just be filling some kink of his. Once Elliott returned, he very well could walk away without a backward glance.

Could she do this? Could she love him for the next two weeks and then let him walk away when his job was done? Could she spend the rest of her life not seeing him, not touching him, not loving him?

“Gabi? You okay?” He lifted his head and looked down at her with a concerned frown as one hand began to play with her nipple.

She nodded. “I’m fine,” she whispered, running a hand down his muscled back to pat his perfect ass before smoothing her way around his hip and across to take his cock into her hand.

Real question was, how could she not?

“Fuck me,” she begged as her hand traveled up and down his shaft. “Show me what fulfillment is all about.”

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Tuesday, November 9, 2010



Rachel Clark's retro release will raise your temperature while it tugs at your heartstrings. Enjoy the excerpt!

Ménage and More: Erotic Alternative Ménage a Trois Romance, F/F/M

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When Bec's husband tells her she's past her use by date and walks away, she has no idea that her life is just beginning.

Five years ago Bec ran from her confused feelings and wild attraction for both of her closest friends, Teagan and Justin. Now, as she tries to reclaim her identity and heal, Teagan and Justin step in to help her, and claim her heart once and for all. But does Bec have the courage to embrace the happiness they offer?


Teagan smiled again.

"Hon," she whispered, "show me you, let me love you. Let us make you feel as beautiful as you look."

Bec tingled all over from their encouragement and loving words. Shaking just a little, she released her grip on the towel and opened herself to them, body, mind and soul. She loved both of them and if this was her only chance to show them, she would take it. Warm hands ran up and down her arms, her legs, over her stomach, as whispered reassurances melted any doubts she still harbored about her curves.

Her breasts grew heavy, her nipples beading, straining for Justin's and Teagan's touch. Teagan leaned over, laved the nipple closest to her with her tongue, while Justin pinched and rolled the other in his calloused fingers and watched Bec's face as she reacted to their gentle assault on her senses.

"That's it, Bec. Open your legs, sweetheart. Let me see your beautiful pussy."

Justin pulled her left leg toward him, opening her dripping labia to his sight. His nostrils flared as he smelled her arousal, and he leaned forward to place a tender kiss on her stomach. Tweaking her nipple once more, he grabbed a hold of Teagan's arm, and together, their hands moved toward Bec's throbbing vagina. Justin separated the folds and found Bec's swollen clitoris as Teagan pushed a finger into Bec's heat. She was so wet she could feel her cream gliding down the seam of her ass. No longer able to lay still, Bec found herself grinding herself onto their fingers, trying to get closer, straining toward something she'd never felt before.

Grinning now, Justin slid off the bed and onto the floor. Grabbing Bec's ankles, he pulled her slowly, deliberately toward the base of the bed until her ass was barely on the end and her pussy pointed toward him. Lifting her legs over his shoulders, he ran his tongue up the seam of her pulsing lips before plunging it into her heat and tasting her. Bec nearly bucked off the bed in reaction to the intense sensation.

Teagan captured Bec's mouth again and Bec moaned at the delicious sense of rightness as their tongues tangled in a sensual dance. Justin groaned and pushed Bec's thighs wider as he sank his tongue deeper into her pussy. He licked her labia with a single long sweep, sucked the swollen lips into his mouth, and ran his tongue over the quivering flesh. Every muscle in Bec's body pulled tighter. He sucked and licked at her clit, breathing faster, pushing her arousal higher. His fingers played over the sensitive skin on her thighs, pressed her hips harder against the mattress. Her body began to shake, her muscles tensing as she thrashed against his hold, the erotic thrill—two lovers, two mouths—almost overwhelming her senses.

Bec's belly squeezed tighter. She gasped for air. Caught in the grip of unfamiliar sensation, her body undulated of its own accord. Teagan grabbed Bec's breast, tweaked her nipple as her pussy started to convulse around Justin's tongue. Bec held her breath, her body arching, a low moan escaping as her orgasm exploded through her. Her entire body shook violently, her legs shaking, every muscle quivering.

They held her as she caught her breath, her body still trembling as Justin gentled her overheated flesh with his tongue. Liquid heat flowed through her veins and her body finally relaxed, seeming to melt onto the mattress.

Sated for the first time in her life and filled with glowing comfort, Bec closed her eyes and smiled. She almost leapt off the bed when she felt Teagan's fingers slip back into her still sensitized flesh. Opening her wider, Teagan pushed her fingers farther inside and used her other hand to pinch and play with her clitoris. Bec barely had time to take a breath before her second climax hit her. Gasping, Bec moaned as heat flooded her body and her mind shattered into a million incoherent thoughts.

Surging over her, Justin planted a tender kiss on her lips and smiled. "See what your body can do with the right partner?" She smiled back at him and then looked past him to Teagan, but Teagan seemed already distracted by other concerns as she nibbled on her husband's ear.

Suddenly embarrassed that she'd let them both show her comfort in this way, Bec went to roll off the bed to give them some privacy. Misery swamped her as the realization that, no matter that they were her two closest friends in the world, she was still the third wheel and didn't really belong here.

As she moved, four hands reached for her and pulled her back into the middle of the bed.

"Where do you think you're going?"

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Monday, November 8, 2010

Dogged Pursuit by Berengaria Brown


Today Berengaria Brown is sharing an excerpt from her new MM werewolf story. Enjoy!


Dwyer is a two-hundred-year-old werewolf currently working as a limo driver. He’s enticed by the scent of a man he has to take into the city. The man’s smell overwhelms him and calls to him “mate”. Yet he thought only a male and a female could mate and he is gay.

Nelson is equally attracted to Dwyer and the two spend a very hot night together.

However their second date is on Halloween and Dwyer is really struggling to keep his wolf under control. Nelson’s scent is giving him a permanent hard-on and his wolf is demanding to be let free, to bite and mate with Nelson.

Their new relationship is derailed by a group of wanna-be vampires robbing an elderly couple and the elderly couple strongly believe Dwyer is their pet dog come back to life, because it is Samhain.

How is Dwyer going to get himself out of this mess? And what will Nelson’s reaction be? Can they possibly have a future together now?

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Nelson was struggling to concentrate on what he was saying. Am I even making sense anymore?

All he could think about was Mr. Tall, Dark, and Handsome sitting beside him and the huge cock the driver was displaying.

It was six months since he and Sam had split up. Four months with only his hand before he'd caved and bought a dildo, something he'd sworn he'd never do. A dildo he kept in a locked drawer so none of his friends would ever see it. But how he longed for a hot, hard cock powering up inside him and a hot, hard body to hold close to him.

Well, this Dwyer -- Mr. Dwyer? Dwyer something? -- surely had a huge cock and a hard body. He was ripped. That black t-shirt couldn't hide his muscled chest. His arms were strong, shoulders broad, and thighs -- oh, yum! His thighs stretched his black jeans to the limit. Judging by the size of the hard on, he was either hung like a horse or had a serious case of blue balls. And I want him!

Whoa! Where did that come from? Five minutes' conversation and I want him in my bed? Well yes, I do. Thick, dark, curly hair, eyes as black as sin, skin tanned a deep bronze. A totally delicious package. Just like the totally delicious package between his legs. Get your mind out of his pants! Oh, but how I'd love to have my hand in his pants. To feel that huge dick. I bet it's harder than a rock. I bet his come tastes real nice, too.

Nelson suddenly realized there was silence in the car. He looked at Dwyer, wondering if he'd missed a question or something, but Dwyer was looking straight ahead concentrating on the traffic. With a start, Nelson noticed they were only ten minutes from his office. What's the etiquette here? Can I ask him for his business card? His cell number? I probably can't just say, "Wanna fuck tonight?"

"We're almost at your office. What's the building look like?" asked Dwyer.

"Gray concrete, like so many others. But there's a very small courtyard out front with some seats and trees and a semi-circular drive, so you should be able to let me out right there."

"Sounds like a plan. How are you getting back to pick up your SUV tonight?"

"Yeah, that's a bit of a problem. None of the guys I work with live out that way, and none of my friends who live near me work up in this part of the city. Figured I'd have to get a taxi."

"I can pick you up if you want. But the timing will be tight. You'll need to leave work right at five so we can get you back to do the paperwork before the place shuts."

"You'd do that for me? That'd be great. I can leave by five. I'll just tell them I'll make up the time at home. They all know about this seatbelt recall. Couple of the guys have been making jokes about it all week. Here, I'll give you my cell number."

Dwyer handed Nelson his card as well, then pulled up outside Nelson's office.

A minute later, Nelson was collecting his briefcase and laptop and heading into the building, his heart beating fast at the knowledge he'd be seeing Dwyer again in just a few short hours.

Maybe, just maybe, I'll get fucked tonight by the hottest man in town. Woo hoo!

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Thursday, November 4, 2010

Best Lover in Town by Brenda Woody and Steve Tindle


Steve Tindle and Brenda Woody were high school friends in Georgia who reconnected after 30 years of leading separate lives. During their re-acquaintance, they found their past and interests were similar; they had written poems, songs, and both had the desire to be published. Their combined experiences and fantasies inspired this erotic novel. Brenda moved to Dallas in 2009 to be closer to Steve and work on future books. Best Lover in Town is their first novel.

SYNOPSIS: Janet Anderson is searching for sexual magic in the man who can match her in the bed. Janet suspects all this and more lies within her handsome boss, Nathan Lovett. During a work-related visit to Janet’s home, Nathan and Janet give in to an attraction beyond their control, and soon find themselves immersed in a pleasurable night of uninhibited sex and heated passion. To their dismay, their luscious interlude is interrupted, and Nathan must leave on a plane to a far away place; their whirlwind coupling on hold.

Three years pass, and with Nathan gone, Janet’s co-worker and best friend, Madison, urges Janet to end her mourning and explore other possibilities. Janet attends parties and events to fill the void left by Nathan, meeting four other men. Though she experiences new sexual delights and discovers more about herself; her suitors fall flat, and Janet is left longing for the touch of her Nathan. Will the best lover in town return to finish what he started?


Chapter 1

Nathan – The Lover
It is turning out to be a beautiful summer day in Peoria, Illinois, as Janet arrives early for work. She loves her new job and co-workers at the Archer Marketing Company. Archer Marketing is a large advertising agency with several offices across the country including New York City and Seattle. Her team is small enough to know each other personally. Janet, her boss Nathan Lovett, who is the top advertising agent, and a few other team members have an afternoon teleconference with the New York office. She wants to be totally prepared to impress her peers.

Arriving at her desk, she notices she is the first one to show up. She sets up her laptop, reflecting on the past three months at her new position before she gets busy. The office environment is laid back. There is a lot of friendly flirting between the team and Nathan is the most handsome boss she has ever had. She looks out her seventh floor window at the magnificent sun rise. Her view is a mural of the surrounding city. All glass exterior walls allowing the sunlight to fill her office.

Janet gets busy reviewing the ad campaign. As the rest of the team start to arrive for the busy day ahead, the normal greetings and simple chats resound in the office area. Everyone is having a great morning. Fridays are casual days so the employees are allowed to wear jeans. The entire group is excited as it is a payday weekend; informing the other teammates of their plans. Madison, Janet’s new friend, is especially excited about a party she is planning to attend. She attends many parties, boasting about them to anyone who will listen.

Nathan arrives a few minutes late and everybody greets him. He had stopped by the bakery to pick up donuts. The team gathers around him. He looks at Janet as she takes a donut from the box. Their eyes meet as they have done so many times before, causing Janet’s heart to melt. This isn’t the first time he has made her knees weak nor would it be the last. She remembers the times they crossed paths in the hallways.

Sometimes she would move closer to him so they would touch each other in passing. It was just casual flirting. Nonetheless, he seemed to like it.
“Are you ready for the big meeting this afternoon?” Nathan asks, breaking the silence between them.
“Yes, I was just reviewing the ad this morning,” Janet says cheerfully.
“Good. I'm sure we will do fine. You've done a great job preparing the ad. I know they will love it as much as I do.”

The office personnel work like a well-oiled machine so the morning passes quickly. Team members come and go as they give Janet new information for the meeting. All of a sudden there is a huge bang in the building. Everyone quits what they are doing, curious to determine the source of the noise. All is quiet for several minutes as they listen. Nathan makes some phone calls. He discovers the problem and explains to the team.
“Maintenance says one of the building’s air conditioners has failed. They should have it fixed soon. I will keep you posted so let’s get back to work,” Nathan informs them before returning to his office.
The temperature in the building starts to rise as the sun shines through the windows in addition to no cool air. Team members become uncomfortable as sweat trickles down their bodies. Shirts and blouses become partially unbuttoned to stay cooler.

Because of the building’s policies, no electric fans are allowed. The normal flirting gets hotter as the temperature goes up. The agitated staff uses flirting as a release from the tension caused by the heat. An hour later, Nathan gives the team an update.
“I just got an email from maintenance. They said it might take several hours to get the parts for the air conditioner. It might not be fixed until tomorrow. If you aren't attending the afternoon meeting with New York, you are free to work remotely from home for the rest of the day. The rest of us will be leaving after the meeting. See all of you back here on Monday. Have a great weekend.”

Madison is the first to pack up her laptop. On her way out she stops by Janet’s desk.
“I will call you sometime on Sunday to tell you about the party. I know you will be working as you always do,” she says.
“Okay. You have a great time,” Janet says smiling as Madison leaves.
As excused workers head out the door, the remaining staff adjourns to the conference room. It is hot, causing several shirts to be soaked with sweat. Janet can see Nathan’s chest hair through his shirt which affects her concentration on the conference call. She is hoping he doesn’t notice her staring at him.

New York generally likes the ad campaign however wants a few changes. With every modification Janet squirms. She feels she has let the team down. Nathan glances at Janet, noticing her unbuttoned blouse, exposing the top of her bra. He is hoping to see more as she fidgets in her chair. The conference is over in under an hour, though it felt much longer.
“That went well,” Nathan says as he shuts down his laptop.
“What do you mean? All the work we put in, now all these changes.” Janet argues.
“Let me tell you a secret. The first ad campaign I submitted to New York, they tore it apart. I felt like they ripped me a new one. These were minor changes compared to what I had to fix. They like your concept. Moreover, they like you. You have a great future here. I’m glad I hired you; so is my team. Go home, relax; we can pick it up on Monday.”
Janet gathers her things to leave.


Arriving at her house, she can’t get the meeting out of her mind. She works for a few hours updating the campaign per the New York request. She stops working to fix herself a BLT. As she turns on the television the phone rings. It is Nathan. He has a brainstorm and wants to come over to finalize the ad for the next meeting with New York. Janet tells him that would be fine, and then reprimands herself for giving in so easily while hanging up the phone. She wishes she had said no to his request this time too. Nathan had asked her out twice; either for dinner or a late night coffee. She had not taken him seriously, thus she declined both times. Janet is not intimated by high powered men; however, the thought of Nathan is overpowering. She doesn’t understand why. Even though she has fantasized about him in bed, she never dreamed he would ask to come to her house. She looked forward to a relaxing evening.
“Why do I have to have the best looking boss in town?” she wonders.
“Well, my supper and the boob tube will have to wait,” she mutters as she puts her BLT in the refrigerator.
She remembers what her mother had always said: "Don’t fish off the company's dock.” “Well, going over work won't hurt Momma,” she thinks, waiting in anticipation for his knock at the door.

Janet hears a car stop in the driveway. She takes one last look in the mirror hanging in the hall. “No makeup, yet my face glows.” She nervously opens the front door. Nathan’s hand is in mid air to knock. His breath is taken away when Janet opens the door. “My god,” he thinks. “She is beautiful.” He knows it is going to be hard to keep his mind on business.

He was glad to have won her over from his competing company after hearing how good she was at her past job. Since hiring her, he felt she must have been ready for a change. So far she hadn't openly expressed why she was eager to leave her other job. Nathan has a suspicion that Janet’s ex-boss was very controlling and verbally abusive. “I’m delighted she accepted the position because now I have the best advertising assistant in town,” he thinks.

Janet invites Nathan in. While giving him a tour of her house, his first thought is “organization” just like her desk at work. The earthy decor suits her.
"Well, let’s get started," Nathan says, clearing his throat to cover his nervousness.
“Why am I feeling like a kid in high school?” he thinks.
Janet cleans off the dining room table so they can lay out the ad. They stand a few inches apart viewing the large prints, aware of the nearness of each other's body. Nathan again clears his throat. Janet leans over the table. Nathan has a nice view of her backside. “Nice long legs.”

She is conscious of his eyes moving over her body. This makes her nervous as a little grin forms on her lips.
"This one," she decides as she picks up the print to hand it to him. Their fingers briefly touch. The touch is like fire searing up each of their arms. Janet is the first to avert her eyes while clearing her throat. Nathan raises an eyebrow. “She is just as nervous as I am.”
“Would you like something to drink?”
"Just a beer if it’s not too inconvenient."
Nathan watches Janet walk away into the kitchen. He considers what it would be like to run his hands down her body while kissing her. “Okay, keep your mind on work.”
Janet returns with two bottles of beer.
“Ah, someone knows their beer.” He takes the chilled dark brew from her hand. Again their fingers touch, this time they linger a few extra seconds.
"I think what our client is looking for is a worldly attitude," Janet says to break the silence. She turns toward the table in thought. Nathan can see her long neck as her head is arched back. He imagines the roundness of her breasts underneath her t-shirt. Nathan steps closer not realizing that if Janet turns around she would be against his chest. Janet can feel his breath on her hair.
"Janet, I want you to know, I…" He stops.
Nathan can not help himself any longer.
He whispers in her hair. "I want you."
Janet is surprised to hear these words from Nathan. Her mind starts playing games with her. “He’s my boss.
He’s 10 years younger than me. Why does he want me when he could have anyone he chooses? But oh man, he would feel so good right now!” She could feel her own wetness building up inside. Her body is ready yet her mind won’t yield to her desire for pleasure. All Janet’s life she has wanted to find the perfect mate to explore the magic of sex. She is well read. However, she has never acted on her desires thinking there is not a man willing to teach her. Does Nathan possess the passion she is craving? Will a younger man have the knowledge she needs to drain? Will Nathan be willing to act out all Janet’s fantasies? Janet’s mind is finally getting in sync with her body as her sweet wetness is now moistening her jeans.

As Janet regains her thoughts, she deliberately leans her body into Nathan’s. She wants him to hold her close as he kisses her hair. The thought of Nathan touching her excites her. She wonders how he will react to her being so bold. Her pulse is racing. She feels his breath on her hair. She has already passed the stopping point whole heartedly giving into her body’s desires.

He reaches around Janet’s waist to pull her against his chest; moving his kisses from her long hair to the back of her neck. He cups the side of her neck followed by gentle tugs on her earlobe. Nathan pulls Janet’s body closer to him until he feels they are one. He kisses her behind the ear; wetting small areas with his tongue. He gently sucks the air away to dry the skin causing a cool sensation. He moves his hand from her earlobe to make small circles on the outer edge of her ear. These clock-wise rotations are very light causing the hair on the back of Janet’s neck to stand up. The pattern of the “O” reminds her of promises to come.

Nathan moves his kisses from the back of the ear to the front side; again wetting areas with his tongue, drying the skin by sucking. The circles around the ear get smaller until his tongue is inside her ear hole. As Nathan pulls out his tongue, he gently sucks the surrounding air out. Janet moans with delight. He nibbles on her earlobe.

Nathan takes his time moving towards Janet’s neck. He understands there are many nerve endings here; he wants her to experience every one of them. Nathan turns Janet around so they are now facing each other. He leisurely trails his tongue down her neck. His thumb is moving across her jaw line as his hand remains still so she can feel his warmth. Nathan has no desire to be anywhere else, wanting Janet to enjoy all the sensations for as long as she can endure.

Nathan moves toward Janet’s mouth, though instead of kissing her, as she expects, he runs his tongue across her sensitive lips. He sucks on her bottom lip, gliding his tongue across the center. Janet opens her mouth ever so slightly giving Nathan the clue to continue. He enters her mouth with only the tip of his tongue to allow Janet to anticipate more to come. He runs his tongue along the inside of her lips.

Janet wonders why no one has ever spent this much time on her erogenous zones before. If Nathan is spending this much time here, will he pay as much detail to the lower part of her body? Janet likes the thought of not rushing to her private area; she sees this as Nathan respecting her. She has never experienced anything like this before. She could see herself getting used to having this experience every night with a man.

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Tuesday, November 2, 2010

GAY LOVE - A Collection of Five Erotic Stories edited by Lucas Steel


A Collection of Five Erotic Stories edited by Lucas Steel

These provocative and explicit tales are sure to heat your blood on the cold nights to come.

In Put a Ring on It by Elizabeth Coldwell, Ian catches a glimpse of his buddy’s new Prince Albert piercing in the shower. He’s curious, but Dylan is straight and married so the subject is off limits. After a guy’s night, Ian discovers that Dylan has been hiding more than a new piercing.

Aduniad by Celyn Lleuad explores a couple’s long distance relationship and one man’s desire to try domination.

Automatic Transmission by Alcamia is a kinky story of two contortionists and auto-fellatio.

Starting over after leaving a cheating lover is never easy. But sometimes a new man can help ease the pain in Fisherman's Friend by John Connor

Chris has sworn off men – until he meets a hot biker boy he can’t resist in One More Ride by Sommer Marsden.

I usually read novels, because I like to see the characters and plot develop over time. But this hot collection has definitely made me look at short stories in a whole new light. An anthology is usually a mixed bag, some stories better than others. I enjoyed “Put a Ring on it” because I got a better handle on the characters. And “Fisherman’s Friend,” another favorite, is sweetly romantic. That being said, all the stories were hot and entertaining and guaranteed to give you a thrill or two.

A collection like this is a great way to discover new authors. I hope to see more from these five and I’ll definitely be reading more anthologies.

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Monday, November 1, 2010

SACRIFICE by Luxie Ryder


Luxie Ryder is sharing an excerpt from her brand new paranormal erotic romance SACRIFICE. It's already getting rave reviews. Enjoy!

Book Wenches Review

Ms. Ryder succeeds in bringing a vampiric world to life in a unique manner in this story. I am a fan of vampires, and just when I expect there to be nowhere else to go with this storyline, I find myself pleasantly surprised. The story evolves quickly and keeps the reader interested. If you are looking for a quick, easy story with a bit of suspense, this book will do the trick. I enjoy Ms. Ryder's work, and look forward to reading more.

Dark Diva Reviews

"Sacrifice by Luxie Ryder is a spicy little vampire story to set your pulse a racing. You have two amazing leads, Hallie a sweet loving gal who lost her heart to the new stranger that came to town. Once she knows his true secret will she stay or turn and run? Hallie actually has a take no crap side to her that makes me happy as a clam. I mean…come on she needs to be strong with what is coming for her. Oh then there is Ethan, YUM! Even before his vampage he was one hot commodity.

Happily Ever After Reviews

"Luxie Ryder's writing was impeccable in this vampire love story. If you want to learn the big surprise that will leave you speechless after the revenge is over, you have to read this book!"

Blurb: All Hallie Matheson wants is someone to rent her apartment. What she gets is the handsome and wealthy, Ethan Butler. They hit it off instantly and Hallie thinks she has found a lifelong friend, until she tries to explore the sexual tension between them. Ethan rejects her and then avoids her for months, leaving Hallie confused and hurt.

Until one fateful night she finds Ethan collapsed and near death on her door-step.

Ethan has spent the last few years investigating vampires, until a sudden attack ends his mortal life. Now, he has even more reason to avoid Hallie, despite his desire to have her. Her continuous presence sparks a desperate hunger within him he can no longer control. No sooner has their affair begun when his worst fears are realized.

Desperate to do anything to keep her alive, Ethan vows to make the ultimate sacrifice.

Sacrifice is available at Evernight Publishing:


Hallie had wiped away her tears by the time he cracked open the door, but he could still see the tracks on her face and the redness around her pretty green eyes. She’d lost a few pounds in the last couple of weeks, evident from the way the sweat pants that used to hug her lovely curves now hung loosely from her hips. Another thing he felt responsible for.

“H…hi,” she said, her voice still husky from crying. “Can I come in?”

Ethan wanted to tell her to stay away, but as he struggled to find the right words without causing her more pain, his delay in answering clearly upset her. Her beautiful green eyes sparkled with unshed tears. It physically pained him knowing he was the cause of her sorrow.

He moved out of the doorway, gesturing for her to enter, and took a last deep breath of air before her scent and taste assaulted his senses.

“Thanks.” Hallie took a seat, perching on the edge of the very sofa where he’d almost ended her life. Ethan didn’t join her. Instead, he remained standing, watching her silently. The highly sensitive awareness coursing through his body warned him she was more than a little angry. She was livid.

“Now I can see you’re perfectly okay. Do you mind telling me why the hell you’ve been so mean to me? I took care of you, only to find you had disappeared in the middle of the night, and I haven’t laid eyes on you since.” She stood up abruptly and moved towards him, her finger jabbing at his face. “The least you could do is thank me for helping your sorry ass!”

Ethan took a step back, unsure if he could handle it should she touch him. “I sent you some flowers. Didn’t you get—”

“Yes, I got them.” She sighed and the anger drained from her face. “But that’s hardly the same as seeing with my own eyes that you were alive. Ethan, I truly thought you were dying.”

“I’m sorry, really I am. But as you can see, I’m fine.”

He moved a little closer to the door, his hand extended as if to grab the knob. Any hopes that she’d accept his flippant answer and leave him to his misery were dashed when she walked back to the sofa and sat down again.

“Are you going to tell me what happened?”


She smiled, but it didn’t reach her tired eyes. “Besides the fact you owe me an explanation, I’m a lone woman living in a house with a man I don’t really know as well as I thought I did. If you have drug or alcohol problems—”

Ethan swallowed his offense at her words. “I don’t drink, and as for drugs, do I look like an addict to you?”

Hallie shook her head, a shy smile lighting her features. “Not really. You do look well, though. Amazingly so, considering how bad you looked two weeks ago…” Her voice drifted off and she seemed to lose her train of thought as her gaze crawled over him slowly. Ethan tensed and turned away.

“So, what happened?” she asked, the weariness back in her tone.

“I don’t know the details.” That much wasn’t a lie at least. “I was researching a story at this club and the last thing I remember is a young Creole woman—”

Hallie cast her gaze downward. “Did you…you know…with her?”

“Have sex with her? No.”

The blush crawling over Hallie’s cheeks almost made him growl. He didn’t need to be reminded that her warm, sweet blood lay mere millimeters below the surface of her skin.

“So what did she do to you?”

He shrugged, feigning ignorance. “I can only guess what happened but it doesn’t matter now anyway. As you can see, there’s no lasting damage.” Hallie fell silent. If he was very lucky, she’d let it drop. But since when had he ever been lucky?

“I’m sorry Ethan, but that’s bullshit. You’re a reporter for God’s sake. Do you really expect me to believe you didn’t try to find out what she did to you?”

“Like I said, it doesn’t matter—”

“Like hell it doesn’t! All kinds of shady stuff goes down in New Orleans. How do you know she didn’t poison you? DocFletcher said—”

“Whatever he said was wrong.”

“So you do know what it is.” Hallie got to her feet and closed in on him, her voice a gentle plea. “Tell me.”

She reached out to grip his t-shirt but he stopped her, wrapping a hand around each of her wrists and held her away. Hallie gasped from the contact, obviously shocked at how cold he felt. For him, her skin almost burned his palms as her heat radiated through his flesh.

“Please, I need to know,” she whispered.

“It would only frighten you.”

Ethan dropped his gaze, unable to look into her eyes while they silently begged him to open up to her.
Instead, he gazed at her trembling lips, groaning when the sight of them caused a hard jolt of desire to course through him. Ethan let go of her and tried to move away but he stopped, frozen with dread when her fingertips caressed his cheek.

Ethan felt her heart thud with frenzy and she sucked in shallow, rasping breaths. He stared at her face, then her sensuous lips slightly parted as she tilted her head back, telling him without words she wanted to be kissed. Ethan drank the sight of her in, promising himself this was all he would take…but then he caught another aroma…one he couldn’t resist.

Hallie’s arousal perfumed the air, assaulting his senses without warning. The tiny amount of restraint Ethan had left, snapped, replaced by the hungry entity within him. He couldn’t control himself any longer, not when the intoxicating woman tormented his basic desires. He reached out and cupped her jaw, lifting her chin as his mouth descended.

Hallie sank into him, moaning softly when his lips slid across hers. Her hands brushed his hair and she tugged, trying to pull him closer, her body pressed against his. Her warm, soft flesh burned into him, even through his t-shirt, and he craved more of her heat. Ethan wrapped his arms around her back and trapped her against his torso, thrusting his groin into hers in response to the way she writhed against his erection.

He only intended to give her a little of what she asked for while taking a taste for himself, but he was unprepared for the spike of lust spearing through him when her tongue slid boldly into his mouth. An image of her, naked and writhing beneath him, leapt into his mind and he knew he no longer had the strength to stop.

Hallie pulled away first, her breath ragged as she released a throaty, self conscious laugh…but when she looked up at him, a hair-raising scream tumbled from her lips, as she stared in horror at his mouth.

Ethan brought his hands to his lips, wiping them quickly to check for her blood. He wiped again and winced as something sharp pierced the back of his knuckles.

Fangs. He’d forgotten about the fangs.

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