Happy Friday, everyone!
I'm happy to have an excerpt from my author buddy KyAnn Waters newest release, Private Lessons, part of the new multi-author, adult gay erotic bundle Campus Cravings.
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Private Lessons by KyAnn Waters
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Blurb:
Ryan Kane could lose his scholarship and his position on the pitch. Jake Finely offers to help. Only Ryan and Jake discover their private lessons have more to do with sex ed than Business Ethics. When a tenured professor offers Ryan an indecent proposal to make the grade, will he choose soccer or Jake?
Excerpt:
Jake lifted his head. “You okay?”
Ryan stared into the golden brown depths of Jake’s eyes.
“Yeah.” He nipped Jake’s lower lip then soothed the nip with another long
drugging kiss.
Jake placed his hands on Ryan’s chest and took a step back.
“Then why did it feel like you totally checked out on me?”
“I’m right here.” He tried to kiss Jake again, but Jake took
another step back.
“I gotta know. Are you making it happen or letting it
happen? No pressure, Ryan. If you’re not ready, it’s okay.”
Ryan’s breathing quieted, but his heart raced.
Jake backed up until he reached the bed. He sat on the edge
and braced is elbows on his knees. “Do you know what you want?”
Ryan leaned against the wall and slipped his hands into his
front pockets. “You’re here, aren’t you?” Even to his own ears, he sounded
defensive.
“Don’t do this.” Jake jumped from the bed and approached
Ryan. He grasped Ryan’s forearms and pulled his hands from his pockets. “All I
want to know is how experienced you are. I don’t want to go where you aren’t
comfortable.”
“Do I kiss like I don’t know what I’m doing?”
“You kiss me like you know what you want.”
“Good.” A slow smile curled Ryan’s lips.
“Do I kiss you like I want to fuck you?”
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Thursday, May 15, 2014
Betrayed Vows by @KyAnnWaters #romance #giveaway #newrelease
Good morning, everyone. I have a special treat today. My buddy KyAnn Waters is new with her brand new release, Betrayed Vows! She's also offering some cool prizes, including a Kindle, so make sure to enter using the Rafflecopter below.
Welcome, KyAnn!
Hi Nona. I brought tea and scones for us to share today.
Yummy! Thank you. I'll take one of these cranberry-orange ones, their my favorite.
Welcome, KyAnn!
Hi Nona. I brought tea and scones for us to share today.
Yummy! Thank you. I'll take one of these cranberry-orange ones, their my favorite.
So, KyAnn, did you
learn anything from writing your book and what was it?
I think I
learned to trust myself as a writer. I know the roles in this story aren’t
typical for a hero, heroine or antagonist. Landon is a felon, convicted of
crimes that in real life, I think I would judge his character more harshly than
he deserved. He’s a great hero and in writing the story, I fell in love with
him, too. At times I felt sorry for Gretchen but she does things, knowing she’s
harming someone she’s supposed to care about. She’s a great antagonist but I
did have sympathy for her. And Crystal is a great girl that has made bad
relationship choices in the past. Is Landon going to be another one?
Can you share
a favorite passage from the book?
“What’s
wrong?”
“Nothing…everything.
You, me, and what I’ve never wanted and now what I might never have. Nothing
makes sense in my head, but what I feel inside my heart does.” Still snuggled
on the couch, she rolled onto her stomach, and placed her palms one over the
other on top of his chest. “Let’s go to bed.”
Landon’s
heart stopped beating. At least it felt like everything inside him ceased for a
moment as her words lingered in the silence between them.
He gently
framed her face with his hands and brought her lips to his. Maybe he was a
bastard. He took everything she offered.
Would you
like to be friends with the main character?
It’s
strange, and I think you can agree, I think most writers would agree, we are
friends with our characters. We spend so much time with them while writing,
listening to their thoughts in our heads, feeling what they feel, that for the
time we are writing their story, they could be real. I think that’s why it’s
hard for authors to end stories, say goodbye to characters, and meet new
friends in the next story. Writers spend a lot of time alone, but for most of
us, I don’t think we ever feel lonely. There is always a character to spend
time with.
If you were
a tool, what would people use you for?
I’m a
widget. I’ve told my husband that before. A Widget is an unnamed thing - a
little device or mechanism, especially one whose name is unknown or forgotten.
So either I’m a useless tool, or as I like to think, I just haven’t figured out
my purpose.
Thank you so
much for having me today.
Thanks for being here, KyAnn. It's been great!
Thanks for being here, KyAnn. It's been great!
Betrayed Vows:
Life on the
outside is not as Landon Booker expected. But how can he make a future for
himself beyond prison walls when the woman who is supposed to love him wants to
see him sent back to the penitentiary.
Crystal
Evans isn’t a home wrecker. Landon needs a friend…someone who can help protect
him from his conspiring wife. Falling in love wasn’t part of the plan.
Yet vows
betrayed leave all three with something to lose—Crystal her heart, Landon his
freedom, and Gretchen the life she had before.
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Excerpt:
“Are you
fucking crazy?”
She put her
hand over her heart to stop the rapid beating. “Are you going to get the steaks
on the grill because everyone is here?”
“The steaks
can wait. Who is this guy? What in the hell are you doing? I thought you had
better sense. Use your head, Crystal. That’s why God gave it to you.”
She spun
away. “I’m following my heart. Stay out of it, Ross.”
“I can’t.”
He caught her by the arm before she could walk away.
“Trust me.
If he was in a real marriage, I’d back way up.”
Ross eased
the pressure on her arm. “You know where this will lead. I might’ve been young,
but I remember how much Glen hurt you.”
“I was
eighteen and naïve. Glen was thirty-five with three kids. Big difference. See
for yourself. Get to know Lanny, and watch the way he is with his wife. Better
yet, watch the way she is with him. They aren’t even sleeping together. They
never have.”
Ross’s snort
sounded an awful lot like bullshit.
She followed
him toward the kitchen. “Promise you won’t say anything.”
“I’ll
reserve my decision until the end of the night.”
“I’m not
stupid. I’m in love.”
“I heard
everything. And I wasn’t pouting.” He rubbed his hand over her head messing up
her hair. “You aren’t the only one looking for a love life. I’ve got a lady
friend. Nothing serious. And,” he said, a smile curling his lips. “My
constitution isn’t the only thing I keep stiff.”
“I’m your
sister. You shouldn’t talk to me about sex.” She walked ahead of him down the
hall. “Put the steaks on the grill or I’ll take over.”
“Stay away
from my meat!”
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with her husband, two children, and two dogs. She spends her days writing and
her evenings with her family. She enjoys sporting events on the television,
thrillers on the big screen, and hot scenes between the pages of her books.
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Monday, April 14, 2014
Johnny Loves Krissy by @KyAnnWaters #eroticromance #giveaway #TWRP
Happy Monday, friends! Hope everyone had a great weekend. Monday's often a bit of a let down, but it doesn't have to be--especially when Nona has prezzies for her friends! Well, actually, it's The Wild Rose Press that's offering treats in the form of gift certificates to its website. I've been featuring some awesome books by fellow Scarlet Rose authors and today I have another one: Johnny Loves Krissy by KyAnn Waters.
Blurb:
Kristina Taylor's biological clock just went off. She has endometriosis. Now “who's your baby's daddy” just took on a completely new meaning. A brilliant plan for conception includes her hot best friend Johnny Huston. Taking him to bed won’t be a hardship—if she can only get him to play by her rules. After all, she wants to maintain their friendship. Not easy if he ends up being the best sex of her life.
Knock her up? Krissy has to be crazy. Or is she? Johnny has loved her since high school. Her plan might not include life after baby. His does. But how is he going to show her how good they can be together with all her rules—no kissing, no touching, no caressing. He can make love to her, but she’s determined not to enjoy it. To hell with that and to hell with her rules. He’s determined to show her friendship is the best foundation for a relationship.
But there are always complications…
With Johnny, Krissy is afraid to look to the future. Right now, she can’t get enough of the present, and she dreads the thought of losing what she’s had with him in the past.
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Blurb:
Kristina Taylor's biological clock just went off. She has endometriosis. Now “who's your baby's daddy” just took on a completely new meaning. A brilliant plan for conception includes her hot best friend Johnny Huston. Taking him to bed won’t be a hardship—if she can only get him to play by her rules. After all, she wants to maintain their friendship. Not easy if he ends up being the best sex of her life.
Knock her up? Krissy has to be crazy. Or is she? Johnny has loved her since high school. Her plan might not include life after baby. His does. But how is he going to show her how good they can be together with all her rules—no kissing, no touching, no caressing. He can make love to her, but she’s determined not to enjoy it. To hell with that and to hell with her rules. He’s determined to show her friendship is the best foundation for a relationship.
But there are always complications…
With Johnny, Krissy is afraid to look to the future. Right now, she can’t get enough of the present, and she dreads the thought of losing what she’s had with him in the past.
Excerpt:
The tension shifted in the room. Johnny’s breathing changed. Before Krissy’s heart had a chance to skip a beat, Johnny pinned her against the wall. Hot and demanding, his lips found and parted hers. His tongue snaked into her mouth. Tasting. Savoring. Stroking the texture, he sucked on her tongue while pulling a moan from her chest.
“Kissing is against the rules,” she said, arching her body closer to his. Angling her hips, she nestled his incredibly hard cock in the apex of her legs. Heat bloomed in her pussy, and her clit ached. Flutters swarmed in her tummy and desire, white hot and intense, surged through her. She moaned when his palm found her breast and his thumb stroked across the peak. Her nipple tightened to the point of pain. She needed more. “Oh, and so is touching.”
Johnny understood her plea and pulled the tie behind her neck. The top fell forward. With insistent lips, he tasted his way down her neck, feathering kisses over her collarbone, until he latched onto her nipple. Krissy moaned and sagged against the wall. His velvety tongue rasped over her taut tip. Sensation streaked, like lightning, down her spine and centered in her clit. Moisture slicked her folds, knowing the pleasure Johnny could rain on her body.
Opening wide, he closed his mouth over her breast, encasing her sensitive peak in warm, wet heat. Working the flesh with his jaw, his tongue flicked the tip. Electric shocks reverberated. Chills broke along her arms as her body warmed. Both shivering and melting.
“Watch out the window.” Johnny stepped away from her and shut the laundry room door. “It doesn’t lock,” he said, coming back to her.
The dark, dangerous gleam in his eyes sucked the breath from her lungs. Dipping his head, he kissed her again. Then she was lost.
“Kissing is against the rules,” she said, arching her body closer to his. Angling her hips, she nestled his incredibly hard cock in the apex of her legs. Heat bloomed in her pussy, and her clit ached. Flutters swarmed in her tummy and desire, white hot and intense, surged through her. She moaned when his palm found her breast and his thumb stroked across the peak. Her nipple tightened to the point of pain. She needed more. “Oh, and so is touching.”
Johnny understood her plea and pulled the tie behind her neck. The top fell forward. With insistent lips, he tasted his way down her neck, feathering kisses over her collarbone, until he latched onto her nipple. Krissy moaned and sagged against the wall. His velvety tongue rasped over her taut tip. Sensation streaked, like lightning, down her spine and centered in her clit. Moisture slicked her folds, knowing the pleasure Johnny could rain on her body.
Opening wide, he closed his mouth over her breast, encasing her sensitive peak in warm, wet heat. Working the flesh with his jaw, his tongue flicked the tip. Electric shocks reverberated. Chills broke along her arms as her body warmed. Both shivering and melting.
“Watch out the window.” Johnny stepped away from her and shut the laundry room door. “It doesn’t lock,” he said, coming back to her.
The dark, dangerous gleam in his eyes sucked the breath from her lungs. Dipping his head, he kissed her again. Then she was lost.
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Monday, December 9, 2013
How did Mistletoe come to mean a kiss? #EroticCravings #giveaway
Although many sources say that kissing under the mistletoe is an English custom, there's another explanation for its origin. In Norse mythology there is a story of a loving, if overprotective, mother.
Frigga was mother to the Norse god Balder, the best loved of all the gods. Frigga was the goddess of love and beauty and she loved her son. To ensure no harm would come to him, she went through the world securing promises from everything that sprang from the four elements--fire, water, air, and earth--that they would not harm her beloved Balder.
Leave it to Loki, a mischievous spirit, to find the loophole. Mistletoe and an arrow made from its wood. To make the prank even nastier, he took the arrow to Hoder, Balder's brother, who was blind. Guiding Holder's hand, Loki directed the arrow at Balder's heart and Balder fell dead.
Frigga's tears became the mistletoe's white berries. In the version of the story with a happy ending, Balder is restored to life and Frigga is so grateful that she reverses the murderous reputation of Mistletoe, making it a symbol of love and promising to bestow a kiss upon anyone who passes under it.
So hang some mistletoe and pucker up!
Information gleaned from numerous online searches for mistletoe lore.
Now for a naughty excerpt from the Naughty List.
T’was a week before Christmas and Mrs. Claus conspires. Proposition Jack Frost to give Santa his greatest desire…
The deviant Dominant Jack Frost can be good…very good. But for being so good at being so bad, Santa keeps him on the naughty list. What would Jack do to get on the good list? Kidnap Santa? With the help of Mrs. Claus, Jack could force Santa’s submission and give him the one thing he’s always wanted—to be on the naughty list himself. Then Jack could show Santa just how very good he can be.
Adult excerpt
Jack
tugged on the black buckle of Santa’s belt. “Come into my workshop—my toy shop.
We’re going to play.”
Adrenaline
like molten lava, blazed through Santa. Jack’s workshop wasn’t like the
brightly lit jovial environment where Santa and his elves put in their
fifteen-hour shifts. His gaze darted around the spacious room in the secluded
log cabin. Instead of rustic comfort, Jack’s lair was a den of iniquity. Tools
for torturous pleasures lined wooden shelves along the wall. Chairs, benches
and machines were situated around the room. Santa swallowed hard, the collar
biting into his neck. His heart pounded. He’d seen this room many times in his
magic snow globe—when he was checking to see if Jack were being naughty or
nice. Santa fought to keep from glancing to the far corner, the corner hidden
in shadow.
Santa
slowed his breathing, tried to keep from becoming aroused, but he knew what hid
in the darkened corner—a padded bench. A BDSM bed. Iron girders built the
frame. An iron canopy offered fasteners for wicked delights. Straps, belts and
bindings. Cuffs, chains and torturous tools. Would Jack leave him bound to the
bench, keep him immobile while Jack sucked his dick, or fucked him with the
machine. No, Santa wouldn’t be victim of Jack’s deviant machinations. Santa
didn’t want to want in the corner, locked to the table, his ass exposed and the
fucking machine ramming into him. But he did.
In the
center of the room, Jack positioned Santa. “Don’t do this,” Santa begged.
“You’ll
have to be more specific Santa.” Jack secured the O-ring connecting Santa’s
cuffed hands to a steel chain. The chain was mounted to the ceiling. Jack
tugged the chain, sliding the steel links through a pulley until Santa’s arms
rose over his head.
Santa’s
arms stretched high, muscles bunch and ripped and his wrists were bound
together. His fingers were already numb. He relaxed his fisted hands and tried
to calmly reason with Jack. “I can’t be more specific. What is all this
tomfoolery?” He uselessly tugged on the chain. He was Jack’s hostage.
Jack
smoothed his palms over the bunched muscles of Santa’s arms, along his
shoulders and onto his chest, toying with the silken hairs on his pectorals.
“There is more than one way to have fun. We’re going to play with my toys.”
Jack dropped to his knees on the floor. He secured the leather cuff around
Santa’s left ankle to the steel hook in the flooring. “Spread your legs,
Santa.” He did. The click of the lock on his right ankle heightened his
anxiety. “Now that I know you’ve accepted my invitation to stay, I can help you
get more comfortable.”
“But I
didn’t accept.”
Jack
tsked. “You haven’t put up much of a fight.” Jack pivoted and took a long pair
of shears from the worktable.
“I
can’t fight you, Jack.”
Jack
smiled. “I know. That’s what makes your submission all the sweeter.” Jack slid
the edge of the sheer under Santa’s T-shirt. His stomach quivered with the
touch of cold steel. The first snip echoed through the room. “Mrs. Claus told
me what you were hiding under all this finery. I want to…well, I was going to
say I want to see for myself. But I’m going to do more than look. I’m going to
touch for myself.” Jack snipped the shirt from waist to neck. Each quick cut
sent rousing frissons skittering through Santa.
Jack
slipped the fabric over the hard ridge of Santa’s shoulder, his fingertips
scoring Santa’s flesh. Santa sucked in a breath. His exposed skin shivered in
the cool cabin air. His nipples beaded and yet he was hot. Sweat trickled along
his spine. “What are you going to do to me?” Would Jack detect the thrill
beneath the concern?
“Ah,
Santa, you should know it’s better not to tell.” He tapped Santa’s cheek. “Half
the fun is in the surprise.” Jack had unbuckled Santa’s belt in the sleigh. Now
he slowly slid the leather from the loops. He snapped the belt. Santa jerked at
the crack of the leather. His cock swelled, hard and pulsing against his groin.
Santa
was in a quandary. He could not lie nor could he partake of the naughty
pleasure Jack promised. “I want to return to my workshop. Christmas is only a
week away.”
“Hmm.
That poses a problem.” Jack took the shears in hand and slipped the blades into
the waistband of Santa’s trousers. Cutting the fabric along Santa’s thigh, Jack
stripped him of the last of his clothing. “You have nothing to wear.”
Naked
with Jack. Anchored to the floor by his ankles, arms stretched toward the
ceiling, collar and cock. Santa was at Jack’s mercy and a plea for more was on
the tip of his tongue. “No,” he mumbled. He shook his head and slowly closed
his eyes. This secret desire would destroy all he cherished. His role in the
world gone for a chance to be ravished. “No.”
Jack
snapped the belt across Santa’s exposed buttocks.
“No!”
he bellowed, arching away from the sting.
“I
told you no one will hear your cries.” Jack pulled his arm back then unleashed
another powerful blow. The belt snapped, smiting Santa high on the buttocks.
Muscles tensed. The chains pulled taut. Santa nearly bit his tongue as a
blistering heat bloomed beneath his skin.
“If
you continue to say no—” Jack crisscrossed the strikes with another. “I’ll be
forced to gag you.” Jack heaved a breath and lowered his arm. “You should have
rosy cheeks.” Jack slowly circled Santa, his hungry gaze eating him up. “Now
you do.”
Santa
dropped his head forward, feeling the pinch of the collar on his neck. The
chains attached to his wrists held him up. His muscles burned and they’d only
just begun. “Please.”
“Please
what?” Jack closed his fist around Santa’s shaft. His fingers were strong as
they squeezed and stroked. Santa was used to Abby’s feminine touch and her sex
kitten ways—all the time craving something more. Craving Jack. Abby had known,
had realized that like her, he wished for something more. But unlike Abby, he’d
never had his wish.
Lust
unfurled in Santa, washing over him and making him ache to be naughty. Could
he? What would happen if Santa found himself on the naughty list? He was Santa
after all. Who would tell?
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