My Dirty Little Secret

Michelle is only a month away from starting college and embarking on new adventures but when her mother announces plans to travel to Paris on a business trip, Michelle’s life takes a strange twist. She isn’t thrilled to spend a week alone with her step dad, Rick, but decides it might be to her advantage. After all, what does Rick care if she stays out late partying and drinking?

But Rick isn’t going to stand idly by while Michelle indulges in fun and pursues her latest love interest. He knows a firm hand is what Michelle needs and he’s ready to step up to the challenge of taming her.

The world is spinning upside down. Convinced that her mother is having an affair with her boss, she seeks to console Rick’s bruised ego by any means necessary while also discovering an unexpected attraction to her best friend Amy that may threaten the fate of their friendship. By the time her mother returns and Michelle leaves for college, her life will be forever changed.

My Dirty Little Secret is the first installment of the Desperate Heat Series and serves as a standalone coming of age erotic novella. Even better, this new release is yours to download FREE for three days only – May 20th, 21st, and 22nd. Be sure to grab your copy and share the news with your friends on social media!

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AN EXCERPT FROM THE STORY:

Mind if I join you?” He took an empty chaise lounge chair and placed a bottle of beer on the table next to him. He smiled and gave Amy a little wave and much to my annoyance, she giggled and turned pink.

Not at all,” Amy said. I gave her a hard stare, wondering what the hell she was thinking, but she ignored me. Jealousy washed over me as she thrust her amble breasts forward as she re-positioned her body in the chair. Amy was curvy in all the right places and never seemed to struggle for attention from guys. She could have anyone. Why would she flirt with my step dad right in front of me?

Despite this, I felt the heat of Rick’s gaze travel the length of my bikini-clad body. Was he thinking about the way he’d spanked and touched me last night? My body warmed as the memory ignited and I tried to push it to the far corners.

This was only Rick, my mother’s husband. He shouldn’t even be a blip on my radar.

I need a drink,” I said, “Can I get anyone anything?”

Amy asked for a beer. I opened my mouth to protest but Rick agreed that I should grab another for each of us. I snapped my jaw shut in disbelief and sulked off to fetch three beers. So much for the lecture about not drinking underage. I guess those rules no longer applied once you crossed taboo lines with your step daughter.

When I returned, I found Rick leaning forward to whisper something in Amy’s ear as she giggled and blushed again. I rolled my eyes. She jumped a little when she noticed me standing there. I hoped it was because she was ashamed of her obvious tactics to get my step dad in bed. I handed them each a beer and took a long drag from my own wishing I had something a lot stronger to help take the edge of what was turning into a very uncomfortable afternoon.

I suggested Amy and I go elsewhere but no matter what I suggested, she wasn’t taking the bait and I was sure by the third round of beers that Rick figured out I’d confessed everything to her. She was terrible at hiding her interest. I watched from the corner of my eye as her fingertips trailed down his abs. He must have taken off his shirt during my last run to grab drinks. She lingered a little too long at the waistband of his swim trunks and he coughed and turned away, pretending a need to stretch but I was sure he was only blocking her advances. I thanked my lucky stars for that.

Rick and I shared a long stare and I couldn’t help but wonder what was going through his mind. I glanced at my watch. I’d have made excuses to leave them to it ages ago, but I was too afraid Amy would sleep with him the minute I turned my back. It shouldn’t have bothered me but it did. I could pretend like it was because I wanted to protect my mother but I knew the truth was I didn’t want him to sleep with Amy because I wanted him for myself.

I’m not sure when I’d crossed that line from hating him for taking advantage of me in my vulnerable state to wishing I could screw him but I think it was somewhere between the second and third beer. It also might have had a little to do with the phone call I’d gotten from my mother to check up on me when I heard the unmistakable sound of a man in the background when she was supposed to have been alone in her hotel room. Damn it if she wasn’t sleeping with her boss. Why couldn’t I have a little fun too?

Rick was staring at me again. I tried to shrug it off but this time I knew his thoughts were up to no good. He turned to Amy and asked her how long we’d been friends. Pretty much as long as we could remember she told him. We’d done everything together since grade school.

Well, almost everything, it turns out. When Rick asked if we’d ever slept together, I spilled my drink down the front of me. Amy looked at me for a long time before answering and then admitted that it might actually be fun.

Fun,” I repeated in a daze. I had to be dreaming. I pinched myself but didn’t wake up. Rick laughed. I could tell he liked where this conversation was going. I wasn’t the least bit surprised when he suggested Amy kiss me.

Right now?” she said with another giggle. Those giggles were grating on me but I licked my lips without even thinking about doing so. She inched closer, and I braced myself. I shifted to give her enough space to sit on the edge of the lounge chair and I held my breath. I didn’t think she’d dare to kiss me, not even for the sake of giving Rick a good show but apparently, there were no limits to how far she’d go to prove she’d be up for anything.

Maybe I should have stopped it right there but curiosity had the better of me and if Amy was willing to give it a shot then what did I have to lose? Her soft lips brushed mine, lingering on the surface as a tingling moved through my body. When she pulled back, I glanced over at Rick who was watching us with great interest. Was this better than his porn I wondered?

Two young girls going off to college,” he said, “You’ve got a whole world opening up to you.”

Who says I’m not already familiar with the world?” Amy said.

I regarded her skeptically. I couldn’t imagine she’d have been with another girl and never mentioned it. She was in new terrain here just as I was and my head was still spinning from that kiss.
Rick raised his eyebrows and shifted in his seat. Apparently he liked the idea of that and it was enough to spur Amy into action. She bent down and kissed me again, this time parting her lips and teasing my lips with her tongue. Her breasts brushed against mine. It felt strange to be doing this with her, as if the girl I thought I knew better than myself, I never knew at all. It was turning me on, but I wasn’t sure if that was because I liked kissing Amy or I liked that Rick was enjoying it. I let my mouth open to taste her, breathing in her scent as her hand glided up my bare arm to rest on my shoulder and the back of my neck.

It was getting hotter. I squinted into the sun trying to gauge how she felt about being so close to me but I couldn’t read her expression. She was avoiding eye contact with me. She angled her body toward Rick and played with her own breasts, circling the hard nipples straining against her thin top. I reached out and touched her and felt the warmth in my core when she didn’t pull away.

You two ladies go right on ahead and pay little mind to me,” Rick said in a breathless whisper. He put an arm casually behind his head and crossed a leg over his knee as he leaned back in his chair and took another sip from his beer…

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WIP Wednesday – October 28th

WIPimage2Welcome to WIP Wednesday!

For those who aren’t familiar with WIP Wednesday, this is our opportunity to share a little teaser from a current work-in-progress. The stories are likely to change as they make their way down the writing path through revisions and edits, but it’s fun to share a little sneak peek along the way. I have been absent for quite a while but fully intend to jump back into regular posting so thanks for sticking with me!

My snippet this week comes from my current work-in-progress titled Creamy Delight. With a bit of luck, this ebook will be available in early November. Yummy!

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Ray stood up and slid into the booth beside her so that they were sitting shoulder to shoulder. She could feel his hot breath on her face when she looked up into his eyes searching for some sign, wishing to know his intentions.

“You always smell so good,” he said softly. His voice was hoarse.

“Thank you.”

“Are you going to eat that?”

“Oh… I …” She realized in horror that the chocolate ice cream had started melting all down her arm and the table and she’d been so focused on him that she hadn’t even noticed.

“Or shall I?”

She held out the ice cream to him. She didn’t have much of an appetite anymore, not for ice cream at least. Her shallow breathing gave away her true hunger. Ray took the ice cream and held it so close that several drops leaked down between her breasts. She jumped back, clutching her chest, realizing that she couldn’t escape the booth to get napkins. All she could do was lean back her head as Ray lowered his head to her chest and lapped at the very top of her breasts. She closed her eyes and sighed.

“You really are very yummy.”

His fingers deftly unbuttoned two buttons on her blouse, exposing more of her to him. He worked harder licking and kissing and let his fingers slide lightly over her left nipple. She could feel it tighten under his touch and squirmed lightly, wishing that she didn’t have the fabric of her bra and the blouse in the way.

Ray clearly felt the same way because he soon gave up on gently caressing her through the fabric and unbuttoned the rest of her blouse so that it hung open between them. He paused from enjoying his treat to allow more of the ice cream to drip down over her exposed body. She gasped as the coldness covered her flesh. She leaned back slightly as Ray moved to gobble the melted ice cream from her skin, starting at the top of her breasts and slowly working over the bra and down to her belly. One strong hand held her back to offer support.

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#Masquerade is Available Now!

Masquerade LgThe long awaited erotic anthology, Masquerade, is finally available! This anthology features eight authors given one word. With just this one word to start, we were instructed to let our imaginations take flight and create a story. I am very honored to be included in this wonderful collection of authors and I guarantee if you give Masquerade a try, you will not be disappointed because each of the stories is a treat in its own right.  Keep reading for the details on the book, its contributors, a little excerpt from my story, and finally, the purchase links. Thanks for visiting!

BLURB

Vampires, menages, witches, BDSM, sex clubs, Dommes, subs, zombies. These eight original stories by some of today’s hottest erotic romance writers have one thing in common – a Masquerade. Behind a facade, the constraints of society fade, and fantasies come to life. Lose yourself in the Masquerade, and explore your wildest desires. Let the games begin…

Featuring:

C.P. Mandara – Dancing With Death

Alisa Easton – Masked Desires

Paige Matthews – Secrets

Glenda Horsfall – Under Cover

Gale Stanley – Optical Illusions

Kayla Lords – The Iron Maiden (hey that’s me!)

Dakota Skye – Dominating Justice

Hunter S. Jones – Fables Deux

AUTHOR BIOS & STORY EXCERPTS

C.P. Mandara 

Christina Mandara is a UK authoress and currently has five books in print: The Riding School, Learning the Ropes, Hot to Trot, Named and Shamed, and A Rough Ride.

Dancing With Death

Monsieur Martinet is no ordinary vampire. He is a master at his craft and can control humans with the merest flick of his eyelids. The vampire huntress with the porcelain skin and flaming red hair has killed all of his brethren, without exception and he now seeks the ultimate revenge: her submission in HIS bed.

http://author.to/CPMandara

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Alisa Easton

Alisa is a reader, a writer, a daydreamer, a lover, and an ice cream eater. She loves her fiction the way she loves her life – with plenty of steam.

Masked Desires

Clara had been accused of many things but daring had never been one of them. Everything changes the night she attends a masquerade ball with her best friend. Her identity hidden behind a mask, Clara is free of her inhibitions to live her wildest fantasies.

www.alisaeaston.com

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Paige Matthews 

Paige Matthews grew up in New England and currently lives there with her family. She writes erotic romance and erotica with BDSM themes. Currently, Paige has five novels published and another series coming. Join her on her website for more.

Secrets

Secrets are always hidden. Masquerade balls hide what we don’t want known. Combine them together and you have one erotic tale of firsts, secrets and reveals.

www.paigematthews.com

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Glenda Horsfall 

Born in Edinburgh, an accountant and author who likes to write romance with a bit of spice. Married to my own hero and raising four of our own.

Under Cover

Learn how the punishment for disobeying her master can be both pleasure and pain.

www.GlendaHorsfall.com

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Gale Stanley 

Gale Stanley was born in Philadelphia PA. She was the kid who always had her nose in a book, her head in the clouds, and her hands on a pad and pencil. Some things never change.

Optical Illusions

Once upon a time, Maggie was easy prey for a pedophile. Now she prefers fantasy to physicality. Then one enchanted evening she meets a man who tempts her beyond all reason.

http://galestanley.net/

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Kayla Lords 

Erotic writer, sex blogger, living the BDSM lifestyle, and drinking tea – all with a bit of sass and sarcasm.

The Iron Maiden

Sir and Babygirl have tested their limits before. This time, they’re taking it to whole new level – and making a new friend along the way.

http://www.kaylalords.com

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Dakota Skye 

Dakota Skye is a paranormal erotic romance author fascinated by all thing unexplained in the Universe. Her books include a Blurred Lines, Impact Zone, Uncharted Territory, SnowBound, and the short story Dominating Justice in Masquerade.

Dominating Justice

Lawyer by day, sex den owner by night, witch all the time, Melinda Dubois is an expert at keeping secrets. When the thorn-in-her-side Judge Bradley Bennett becomes The Den’s newest elite client, she looks forward to playing Domme and doling out some justice of her own. As vulnerabilities are exposed and masks removed, the question becomes—who is dominating whom?

http://www.authordakotaskye.com

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Hunter S. Jones 

Writer. Originally from Tennessee now living in Atlanta, GA – an Exile on Peachtree Street. I make things up and write them down. Author of the best-selling romantic series, September Stories, and some hot steamy erotica.

Fables Deux

Fables Deux is the follow up to the erotic steampunk cult favorite, Fables of the Reconstruction. The story finds the time traveling zombies Pierre von Minxle and Mary Montague in 2014. You’ll never believe where they are and what new escapade they have planned. As with all things Fables, a strange new magical blending time, reality and sexuality are revealed. Because nothing is ever as it seems. And, what better day for a hot zombie story than Day of the Dead?

http://www.huntersjones.com

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masked desiresMy story is titled Masked Desires.  Please enjoy my little teaser:

“I should get back downstairs to the party. My friend will be looking for me and she’ll worry if I’m not around.”
“Wait, please, just a moment.” He took her hand in his and she felt the jolt of electricity travel up the length of her arm and through her core. Even without seeing his face, there was some magnetic attraction between them that she couldn’t deny. Perhaps it was only a product of the masks and a few too many drinks, but she didn’t think so. She wanted him to kiss her but she was too afraid to let him.
Just as she felt his body shift again and their lips begin to touch, there was a rattling at the door. Without another thought, he was on his feet and pulling her toward the closet. They disappeared just in time for a couple to enter the bedroom.
“What are you doing?” she whispered in a panic.
“Shh… I’m sorry. We shouldn’t be in here. It should just be for a minute.”
She could feel his breath hot against her ear and caressing her neck. Her head swam again, although this time she knew it had more to do with his proximity than the amount she’d had to drink. His hands still held her in place one on each arm even though she didn’t dare to move. She could feel the hardness of his body against her back. She resisted the urge to lean back into him and let his body envelope her.
Through the small slats in the closet door, she had limited view of the bedroom. Two masked bodies giggled and kissed and held close to each other.
“We shouldn’t stay here,” she whispered but as she made a move to open the door, Adam stopped her with his large hand over hers. She stifled the sound that came out of her throat elicited by the simple touch of his hand to hers.
“If we give them a minute, they may leave.”
Although she felt slightly claustrophobic pressed so tightly into his body in the cramped space, she closed her eyes and concentrated on making her breaths even while she said a silent prayer that the others who had invaded their space would disappear quickly so they could leave the confines of the closet unnoticed. Only moments ago, Adam had been so close to kissing her. She hoped the moment had not been ruined.
Opening her eyes again, she was startled to find that the couple had almost completely undressed. Adam’s breaths had grown uneven and she knew that he was fully engaged in watching the other couple. Absently, his hands trailed lightly over her waist and she felt her panties dampen with anticipation. She could easily imagine herself in the other woman’s place. His hands moved up slightly and brushed along the underside of her breasts and she froze, but not because his touch was uninvited, but rather because she’d managed to catch a glimpse of the woman who occupied the bed. It was Jenna! Clara was envious of the beautiful body belonging to her friend. She would recognize that body anywhere.
Clara’s breath caught in her throat and although she didn’t want to intrude on her friend’s privacy, she couldn’t turn away. The man with Jenna slowly tugged on her panties until she lay stretched out completely naked in the bed wearing only her mask. Obviously finding his own mask too intrusive, her companion shoved it to the side before diving into the space between Jenna’s thighs where her moans made it clear that she enjoyed having him.
“I can’t watch this,” Clara whispered trying to turn around in the small space. She couldn’t allow herself to feel so aroused while watching her friend. All the same, she couldn’t take her eyes off of her, no matter how wrong. She managed to turn her body in the cramped space so that she would no longer have the ability to watch her friend, putting her face to face with Adam.
Adam’s lips claimed hers and she melted into them, so soft and inviting. His tongue parted her lips, testing the waters before taking her with more force. He turned her so that her back hit the side of the closet and pressed into her body slightly.
“Oh,” she gasped out loud despite their efforts to remain quiet, lest they be discovered. He sealed her mouth again, hungry and eager to devour her.
“One night. I never need to know your full name or identity,” he whispered in her ear before leaving a trail of tender kisses along her neck.
“No,” she protested as the realization took hold of what he was suggesting, “I couldn’t. Not here. Not like this.”

 

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Cover reveal and Pre-Launch Party- Masquerade

Paige Matthews

Today is the cover reveal and pre-launch party for Masquerade: A Ra Jones Anthology. I am super excited to have Hunter Jones, the compiler giving us some information on this awesome release. The cover, synopsis and pre-order links are below!

Grab your copy for $.99 while we are on Pre-order!!!!!

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1) Where did the idea for the anthology come from; basing the collection off of a single word?

With Halloween on it’s way, I wanted a different type of book to be released. Not the typical paranormal or erotic book, just something different, you know? I was looking at the Pinterest and thought…Masquerade. Why not give a group of author’s one word and have them write a story based on that one word, the one word being Masquerade.

It’s amazing what creative people develop when they are allowed to use their own imaginations. Masquerade has vampires, BDSM stories, shifter stories…

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Available Now! Sink your teeth into something sinful this Halloween.

corrupted**** WARNING! ****
DARK EROTICA.
This book contains extreme BDSM, violence, graphic sexual situations, and dark supernatural and paranormal scenes. This book is only for those aged 18+. It is for those with an open mind and for those who ARE NOT easily offended.

This Halloween there will be no treats, only tricks. Tricks on your blackened mind, that is.

Corrupted Desires is not the sort of book that will have you skipping amongst the daisies and leaves you with that feel good feeling. This jaw dropping, dark erotic book will give you that prickly feeling on the back of your neck. It will send a chill right to your bones and it will most definitely mess with you head.

Allow these nine authors to show you what their definition of corruption is, as they take you down an intensely dark path to the unknown and the unfamiliar on All Hallows’ Eve. Let them bring a whole new meaning to the words “bump in the night.”

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SIR AND BABYGIRL: BOUND BY LOVE by Kayla Lords

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In the second set of adventures, Sir and Babygirl’s relationship, built on a mutual love of kink and a need for the dominance and submission lifestyle, must move forward or stagnate. Can Babygirl set aside her fears of heartbreak? Will Sir convince his sweet submissive that he loves her completely? And just how many erotic adventures can these two get into as they navigate their growing relationship?

Find out in the sequel to The Adventures of Sir and Babygirl. This time, Sir and Babygirl are Bound by Love.

Story Excerpt:

Babygirl arched her back and pointed her toes. The center of her body burned with desire. The phantom hands in her dreams became all too real as she realized Sir was the one driving her to the brink. His fingers stroked her pussy with a feather light touch. The sensations were delicate and sensuous bringing her body quickly to the brink of climax.
She spread her legs wide, granting him complete access, but she was terrified of the burn building inside of her. Her body was so sensitive that even the light touches on her clit seared her and caused her to cry out from a combination of pain and pleasure.
Her body shook as his hand mercilessly stroked her slit, harshly rubbing against her clit. He growled into her ear as she began to cry out, wordlessly. His hand moved faster than before, bringing her to the brink before –
“Please, oh God, please, Sir, please can I come? Please, please, please, pleasepleasepleaseplease.” Her whispered pleas became incoherent as she tensed every muscle in her body to prevent the oncoming avalanche of an orgasm.
“Come for me, girl.” His raspy whisper was hot on her ear. She threw her head back and convulsed around his hand, fluids gushing from her body in a climax that soaked her pajamas and the bed beneath her. Sir’s hand never stopped it’s movement. Now she could hear the evidence of her own desire. Wet, slurpy, squelching sounds filled the room as his fingers moved in and out of her. She felt the next orgasm building right behind the first. Wailing, she arched her back as she came again, liquid pouring out of her body.
Sir chuckled. “Keep on squirting, Babygirl. I intend to wring you dry before I take what’s mine.”
She gasped as another wave of pleasure crashed over her. Writhing under his hand, she squealed through gritted teeth, terrified of making too much noise and more afraid of coming apart at the seams. Her hips lifted off the bed, bucking as her pussy clenched in one teeth-jarring, body-wracking orgasm. Every muscle contracted as her body convulsed. Finally spent, she collapsed into the soaked covers, breathing hard, unable to move a muscle.
“My turn.” She couldn’t miss the satisfaction in Sir’s voice.
He flipped her on her side as if she was a ragdoll. Not that I can move on my own. I’m boneless. He pulled her hips against his pelvis. Babygirl arched her back and lifted her top leg, giving him easy access to her swollen opening. In one smooth move, he entered her and began thrusting. The feel of his hips meeting her bottom made her close her eyes in sheer bliss.
“Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” At this angle, he was hitting the exact perfect spot. If he kept it up, she would come again.
With one hand, he dug his fingers into her hip with enough force to leave bruises later. His other hand wound its way through her hair. Between gasps, Babygirl purred at the feel of his hands on her body.
“Eeeek!” Sir grabbed her hair and yanked her head back. Her scalp burned from the force of his grip. Her breath was restricted slightly, causing her to rasp with each thrust into her soaked pussy.
He growled deep in his throat and began to fuck her faster and faster, thrusting in and out at a blinding pace. She could feel his sweat-soaked chest against her back. She gripped the sheets in a futile attempt to brace herself. Letting go of her hair without a word, he pushed her head into the mattress, forcing her down. Tightening his grip on her hips, she cried out in pain and pleasure, knowing without a doubt she would bare his mark before they were done.
“Touch your clit, girl.” His voice was ferocious even though he ground the words out through clenched teeth in a raspy whisper.
In her current position, it wasn’t easy to get her left hand down to her clit, but she managed. The moment she touched herself, she screamed into the mattress as she exploded. She heard Sir chuckle behind her.
“Yeah, I like to feel that pussy clench around my cock. Again, girl. Don’t fucking stop.”
Although she was painfully tender, she continued to stroke herself as he ordered. Every time she climaxed around his cock, he grunted. Without a word, he yanked her head up by her hair, forcing her head back at the same painful angle.
“I’m going to fill you with my seed, girl. That’s what you want, isn’t it, little slut? You like being my fucktoy…”
With each word Sir thrust harder and faster until she felt him stiffen behind her, every muscle contracted as he groaned the last word out. She could almost swear she felt the hot jets of fluid shooting into her body. He held her in place until the end. Shuddering, he lay back against the bed, panting as if he’d just run a race. Smiling to herself, she clenched her pelvic muscles, loving the way he gasped with each contraction, milking his body for every drop of his essence.
They both lay in silence, breathing hard as they recovered from the vigorous fucking. After a moment, feeling their combined juices trickling out of her body, seeping into the crack of her ass and the sheets beneath them, Babygirl rolled over and wrapped an arm around Sir’s chest.
“Thank you, Sir. I didn’t think you had the energy for this tonight.”
“Tonight? Babygirl, it’s four in the morning, and I feel fine.” Babygirl giggled at his teasing tone.
“I think I like being woken up this way, Sir. Much better than a boring old alarm clock.”
“I’d like to think being used as my personal fucktoy is better than any other method.”
Sir looked down at her, waiting for a response, and found her drifting off. “Sleep, Babygirl. I’ll wake you up again in a few hours.”
“Mmmm, I sure hope so, Sir,” mumbled Babygirl. She sighed with pleasure and fell back asleep.

About Kayla Lords:

I discovered my love of writing at age seven and my sexual fantasies by age 13. It took a divorce and re-entry into the dating to world to find my sexual power and voice. I am a sexual submissive in the BDSM lifestyle which is not as extreme and terrifying as it may first appear from the outside looking in.

I write BDSM-themed erotica with a focus on dominance and submission (D/s). I not only want to turn my readers on, but I want them to realize that D/s is more than just a kink and isn’t scary or degrading.
A blogger, tweeter, and talker, I love interacting with my readers as much as possible!

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FIRE AND ICE by Maya DeLeina

 

Fire and Ice

 

Seasons of the Vampire I

 

Title:  Fire
and Ice
Series: Seasons of the Vampire I
Author: Maya DeLeina

 

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Noel Tierney thought she’d have enough time
before the predicted storm to make it to her holiday retreat, but the snow
hit sooner than expected. Caught unprepared on a treacherous pass, poor
visibility and icy conditions lead to a crash. She lay immobile in her
vehicle, stranded in a ditch in the most remote leg of her journey.
A faceless hero comes to her rescue and Noel
has no choice but to wait out the blizzard in her rescuer’s unique cabin
nestled in the woods. Everything about Grayson James peaks her curiosity—his
valor, air of mystery and most of all, undeniable attractiveness.
For three days and nights, passions are
unleashed and unexpected emotions are brought to life. When the storm breaks,
Grayson vanishes into thin air, but not before revealing startling news that
leaves her questioning her sanity.

Fast forward years later and Noel is in the
southernmost part of the United States. She’d come seeking solace after her
husband’s tragic death, but what finds her in Key West is more than she ever
anticipated.

In the sultry summer, her unbridled winter’s
ecstasy resurrects.
And so does the Vampire.  

 

In the depth of winter I finally learned that there was
in me an invincible summer.” 
-Albert Camus 

Story Excerpt:

Dark yet welcoming, the restaurant pulled them in with its
ambiance.
The plastered walls were sponged in color blocks of a deep red and
black. The ceilings were painted in a high polish black and stone black tile
lined the floor. Striking kabuki masks and detailed silk kimono robes lined the
walls.
The women shared the restaurant with no one except the spiciness
of sriracha seasonings and robust scent of the rich soy sauce that filled the
air. They sat on their high top stools at the bar, enjoying the food and the
reprieve from the heat. 
“Air conditioning is nice, huh?” Noel asked.
“Yes, I’ll give you that. I forgot how sticky this weather can be.
I think we have to get used to having bad hair and make up days.”
 
“I think you’re right.”
Suzanne finished sipping the last of the broth. “The soup is
amazing. It’s not the kind of cuisine I had in mind for our vacation in Key
West, though.”
“I had no clue this was even here. But, I needed this…helped with
my hangover.”
“Feel better?”
“Absolutely. I think I can tackle a Sandhill Hooker shot or two
today. After all, we are on the infamous Duval Street.”
“Okay, pickle juice that way…now you’re talking.”
She looked around the place and smiled. “It’s pretty cool in
here.”
Suzanne leaned her head back. “And look at how high the ceiling
is. I like all that exposed ductwork. I wonder what this place was before?”
“This used to be a club,” said the waitress as she carried in a
case of liquor from the kitchen to the bar.
“This was a club?” Suzanne asked.
“Yeah. You two new to Key West?”
“First time here.”
Noel sat quietly listening to the conversation unfold between
Suzanne and the waitress.
“You want a little history on this building you won’t hear about
on any tour guide?” The waitress asked as she unpacked the box and carefully
placed the bottles on the lighted shelves behind the bar.
“Sure.”
“This restaurant and the entire vacant spot next door used to be
one big club.” The waitress turned around and pointed towards the ceiling. “There
was an entire second floor up there. The owners of the restaurant demolished it
since the place is small and narrow. The height makes it feel spacious. You can
sorta tell how it looked like the second floor with that small area they kept
above the kitchen. The red spiral staircase you see leading up to that
area…that’s original to the building.”
“Yeah, taking the second floor out does make it feel bigger. So
the club must’ve been packed all the time to have two floors, huh?”
The waitress laughed and leaned against the counter. “They didn’t
advertise.  And you notice it’s off of
Duval right?”
The women nodded.
“Not much foot traffic on this street like Duval. This was the
hush-hush place. You had to get invited. Secret door knock and password would
let you in—extremely private and exclusive.”
“You ever get invited?”
“Oh, God, no. I have no idea who
got invited, but I wasn’t one of them. In fact, I never knew the club existed
until a friend told me that the owners were going to put the building up for
sale a few years ago. I was like, ‘what
club?
’ And the thing was, I walked past the place many times and always
thought it was an abandoned building.”
“So what was the deal? Why was it private? What went on?”
“Rumors claimed it as an adult playground.”
“If the place was still in operation, somehow I know Suzanne would
get an invite,” Noel chimed in.
Suzanne flashed a wicked smile.
“Possibly,” the waitress said. “Get’s your thoughts going, right?
Like, what exactly happened in there? Who went there? But the one thing I was
always curious about was seeing the place. They say it was like being on
another planet.” 
Noel awaited a break in the conversation to jump back in with her
questions. But movement from out of the corner of her eye caught her attention.
She snapped her head to look at the loft area and gasped. 
“What?” the waitress asked in a concerning tone.
She scanned the area in confusion.
“What’s wrong?” Suzanne asked.
“I-I thought I saw something up there.”
 The waitress peered into
the kitchen. “Can’t be. No one else is here except Jesse and he’s at sink.”
“What’s that door up there?”
“That’s the access point to the space next door, but its sealed
shut from the other side. Trust me. I’ve tried to see if I could get in to
sneak a peek.” 
“What is it that you think you saw?” Suzanne asked.
She shrugged her shoulders as goose bumps paraded along her skin.
The same feeling stirred again—as if she were being watched. “I thought I saw
someone looking down on us from that railing.”
Suzanne turned to the waitress. “We partied a bit last night.”
“That tends to happen in Key West.”
“I think we’ll take the check and I’ll get this one out for some
much needed fresh air and vitamin D.”
“Sure thing.”
“I’m not crazy, Suzanne,” she whispered as she reached for her
purse.
“I didn’t say you were. I just think you need to get outside.”
“Sammy told you right?”
“What?”
“The boat? Me freaking out that someone was watching me last
night?”
“Yes. But, honey, I think you’re just thinking of Dante being in
this place and visualizing him. That’s all.”
The waitress slid the check across the counter and Suzanne
immediately snatched it up. “My treat. You get drinks tonight.”
“Thanks.”
Suzanne placed the cash on top of counter. “Keep the change,
darling. Thanks for the 411 on this place. Very interesting.”
“No problem. You guys go have fun.”



 About Maya DeLeina:

Maya DeLeina is a multi-published Erotic Vampire Romance Author with Siren,  Evernight and Ellora’s Cave Publishing.
Born and raised on the Hawaiian island of Oahu, Maya could be seen at her
favorite beach, Lanikai, performing with an all-girl band where she played
keyboards, guitar and provided vocals, working as editor in her high school’s
yearbook and volunteering her time at a humane society through UH of Manoa
civic groups.
In 2006, Maya relocated to Colorado. Her crystal blue oceans, waterfalls and
eighty-degree year-round weather were traded for four season weather,
enchanting forests and majestic mountains, which led to her rekindled love for
vampires.
In winter of 2010, she penned her first manuscript and by 2011, Flesh Fantasy was
under contract and released by Siren Publishing. To date, Maya’s titles
includes Flesh Fantasy, Veil of Seduction, Blood of Luna, and Dark Companion, with Fire
and Ice
and Crimson Snow being
added to her bookshelf by the end of 2014.
In mid 2014, she banded with other Colorado romance authors to form the group, Mile High
Muses,
in
which Maya serves as “The Vamp”. Catch her Forbidden Fruit Friday blog and guests she hosts
on Sultry Saturdays
Not only does Maya have theatrical book trailers that bring her sexy vampires to
life, Maya and her vampires were featured in Singer/Songwriter Jill Cohn’s music video “Blessing
Moon”
.

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