WIP Wednesday – Temptation’s Kiss

WIPimage2Happy WIP IT Wednesday!

Time for a little midweek tease when a group of authors gather together to share snippets of their work-in-progress. You can find all the details and sign up information on the official page: http://www.wipitupwednesday.blogspot.com

This week is extra special for me because my latest story, Temptation’s Kiss, is now available for Pre-Order! The book goes live on March 15th and if you are interested, you can reserve your copy HERE.

In honor of my newest release, I am sharing a snippet from Temptation’s Kiss today. In my snippet, Lana and Danny have just shared an erotic encounter the previous night. Lana, however, thinks she has fooled Danny into believing he was with her sister while Danny knows exactly who was in his bed. Now he wants more, except he isn’t sure how to go about telling her this without scaring her off.

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Temptations_Kiss_OrderHe swallowed hard and looked over at her again. Her cheeks went a faint shade of red. Either she wasn’t very comfortable with the opposite sex or he had an effect on her too. She smelled faintly of flowers and arousal. The latter couldn’t be his imagination.

“Why do you keep looking at me like that?” she asked him.

“Why do you keep pretending you don’t like it?” He meant it as teasing but the smile on her face faded and was replaced by worry. He half wondered if she was going to get up and bolt. She’d made it clear from the onset that she wasn’t thrilled about being there with him alone and if being with him put her so on edge, every move he made had the potential to scare her off for good. He had to tread very carefully if he wanted to keep her where she was to have half a chance of bringing out the horny side of her he’d encountered last night.

“I’m not pretending.”

“You’re beautiful. You should be used to guys looking at you.”

“They don’t look at me,” she said, her voice almost wistful and sad, a hint of longing that he wished he could fill just by being close to her. If anyone had hurt her, he would put a fist in that guy’s face and make sure it hurt.

“I know they do.”

“What would you know about the way guys look at me?”

“Well, I’m a guy. I like looking at you.”

She dropped her head and his stomach clenched. He couldn’t go on pretending like nothing had happened between them. The dance around words was driving him mad.

“You’re an incredibly attractive girl, Lana. I think I proved the effect you have on me last night,” he said softly.

She looked up at him and the look on her face turned to terror. Those few seconds while she digested his words felt like years stretched between them. He could see the thoughts churning in her head. He could almost hear the racing of her heart. All he could do was hold his breath and wait for her to accept his attraction or continue to deny it.

“What are you talking about?” she said barely loud enough for him to her.

A tugging on his line told him he had a fish but he didn’t move to reel it in. He was too afraid, too frozen between what he should do and what he shouldn’t. She’d chided him for kissing her when she was only twelve and he had no business doing it. She must have thought him a predatory monster.

“I’m not trying to scare you away, Lana. I don’t know how you ended up in my bed last night, or why for that matter. All I’m saying is I am glad you did and I wouldn’t mind if it happened again.”

She was on her feet so fast, he barely had time to react but he was unwilling to let the conversation go so easily. His hands clutched her arms, forcing her to look into his eyes as he searched for some sign that she wanted him to kiss her as much as he wanted it. He hadn’t meant to startle her. He just desperately needed to feel her in his arms again.

“I’m so sorry,” she whispered, “I never should have done that. I never should have come between you and Meg.”

“There is nothing between Meg and me. There hasn’t been for a long time. I am telling you the truth.”

She blinked but said nothing. He could almost see her thoughts at war with her desires. He decided to give her desires a gentle nudge in the right direction. He bent down to kiss her, tasting the sweetness of her lips.

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WIP Wednesday – Falling for the Wrong Woman

WIPimage2It’s been a while since I have participated in this great blog hop, or any others for that matter. My writing has been in frenzy mode lately, however, so I’m eager to begin sharing little tidbits.

Welcome to WIP Wednesday, a blog hop hosted by Melody Parks, in which several romance authors come together to share snippets of their current work-in-progress or recently published works. Find the details and a list of participating authors on the official page: http://wipitupwednesday.blogspot.com/

I’ve been working on something a little different for me but so far, I like it. Here’s a quick taste of it. I hope you will share your thoughts – let me know what you think?

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“Meg,” he whispered wondering if she’d already fallen back asleep. He was a little confused. Meg had been the one to insist on sleeping on the couch that night.

He put his arm out to touch her and he felt her body tense.

“Megan,” he said again, “You missed me so soon.”

She didn’t move or speak for so long that he started to wonder what was wrong. He was about to ask her when she suddenly turned toward him and pressed her lips against his. There was something different about the feel of her lips against his but he wasn’t in a frame of mind to ask questions.

His hand traveled down the length of her arm and found the hem of her shirt, toying with it a moment before making an upward journey against the smoothness of her stomach and the fullness of her breast. Maybe it was the alcohol clouding his ability to think straight but it took him a moment to register the fact that the woman under his fingertips wasn’t the one he was expecting.

“Megan?” he repeated, breaking the kiss long enough to try to make out her features in the darkness.

It couldn’t be Megan but the woman next to him clearly didn’t want him to know that. He was going to hell for this but he couldn’t stop. Just the thought of having Louisa under him was doing things to his body that he couldn’t control. His cock twitched, pulsing against his boxers. If he doubted his feelings toward Lou before, he couldn’t deny it now. He wanted her badly.

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WIP IT UP Wednesday – February 4th, A Warm Night on the Beach

WIPimage2Happy WIP IT UP Wednesday!

Today we get to share a little glimpse into our current works-in-progress. Thank you, Melody Parks for hosting this fun blog hop. If you’ve happened along this page for the first time and you’re interested in joining next week, check out Melody’s page HERE and sign up.  🙂

Did you catch my little car sex teaser last week? Sticking with the same (yet untitled) work-in-progress, I’m going to back it up a notch. Winter is harsh and cold this time of year in my neck of the woods so I’ve been daydreaming a lot about warm summer nights on the beach. Daydreaming often leads to writing.

Big sigh…

What about a warm summer night with a guy who is just too hot to handle?

Now we’re talking…

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How could she be so bold to lure this man out into the darkness? But it wasn’t fear that she felt. Her panties dampened at the mere thought of him having his way with her even though she somehow knew that she could trust him not to put a hand on her unless she’d asked for it.

Begged for it.

Breathless, she started walking toward the door knowing he would follow.

“It’s a beautiful evening,” he said, “Would you like to go for a walk?”

“That would be nice,” she said still trying to catch her breath and clean her thoughts.

He put out his hand for her as she started walking, for which she was grateful because the drinks had definitely taken effect, leaving her to sway a little as she moved. She leaned against his arm lightly as he lead her. Probably this evening would end with Mike dropping her off at a hotel, making sure she was safe as she checked in, and then telling her how nice it was to meet her and oh yeah, good luck with the boyfriend. See you later, alligator. All the same, it gave Abigail a little thrill to imagine luring him into her room, to think that within the next hour, she and Mike would be tangled in the sheets engaged in some sort of sordid affair, just another notch in his belt. She’d never done such a crazy and reckless thing before. What would it be like, she wondered.

“What are you thinking about?” he asked interrupting her thoughts just as she was imaging opening his jeans. She cleared her throat and giggled nervously.

“Nothing really. Just enjoying the night.”

They walked in silence toward the beach. Wherever Mike was leading her, she realized that they were almost completely alone. It obviously wasn’t an area that was a magnet to tourists. The full moon shone brightly down over them giving the world a pale, blue glow. It was always so strange to her how in darkness, every small sound seemed amplified including the rush of waves washing over the sand. She was very much in tune with his gentle exhale when Mike stopped along the water’s edge just to the point that water licked his toes. Abigail did the same, kicking of her shoes so that she could feel the sand. They made small talk about the town, about the beach, about how many years Abigail had come here and never found anything so simple and yet so amazing. Was it because this place itself was magical or was it something about the company that she shared? She knew one thing for certain, Kent never made her body feel so alive just by standing next to her.

Mike pulled Abigail close, locking his arms around her waist. She didn’t resist as he lowered his head to press his mouth against hers. She closed her eyes and shut out the world around her, aware only of the joining of their lips and the aching need to feel so much more.

“I’m sorry,” he said pulling away abruptly, “I shouldn’t have done that.”

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Maybe he shouldn’t have? But I think he should do a lot more. Don’t you? 😉

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Wednesday Work In Progress – Car Sex Anyone?

Sexy glamour girl sitting in a carHappy Hump Day!

Although I would have liked to participate in the WIP Wednesday blog hop, that site will no longer accept my wordpress blog address … so, that’s okay. Going it alone this week but still sharing a little teaser from my current work-in-progress anyway.

Abigail has just found out that her boyfriend is cheating on her. Not sure where to go or what to do with herself, she ends up in a bar and meets Mr. Tall Dark and Handsome. While she’s never been the type to go for a one night stand, current circumstances have her thinking outside the box … and outside the bed.

I hope you enjoy this little teaser and if so, keep your eyes posted on this site because it will be released as my newest ebook at the beginning of February. Buckle up and enjoy the ride…

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He hesitated at the steering wheel, almost as if he was having second thoughts about taking her home. She slid over the seat and took his face in her hands, forcing him to look at her so that they were nose to nose. She kissed him, tasting and testing him, parting her lips and inviting him to play.

“Damn, Abigail,” he said.

“Take me home, Mike, and do what you want with me. Remember, I’m that girl looking for a hot guy to make me forget all my troubles.”

His hands moved along her back and slipped under her tank top, teasing the soft skin underneath.

“What do you want me to do with you?” he asked. His strong hand cupped her breast and gently teased her nipple as she pushed back against him.

“Anything you want.”

His raised eyebrows made her quiver slightly inside. What would he want to do given the option to do anything at all, she wondered. Her hand moved down his chest and rested at his groin where she stroked his length through his jeans until he moaned and moved her hand away.

“I’m going to have you right here in the truck if you don’t stop that.”

“Is that what you want?” she whispered in his ear.

She reclaimed the passenger seat but not for the reasons he thought. His eyes never left the movement of her fingers as she unsnapped her shorts and pushed them slowly, seductively over her hips and down to the floor. Left in only her panties, she rubbed herself lightly through the thin fabric, feeling the soaking wetness coat her fingers. She wondered if he could see how wet she was? Could he smell her arousal as it permeated the air around them? Just the thought of him inhaling her turned her on even more.

“Oh shit,” he said finally giving in and pressing her head back into the head rest as he claimed her mouth with his. The gentleness of his touch was gone, replaced by the demanding need that overpowered. His hand went down to his jeans, freeing himself quickly as he turned her body in the seat so that he could spread her legs wide.

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WIP Wednesday – January 14th

WIPimage2Welcome to WIP Wednesday hosted by Melody! It’s been a while since I had the pleasure of participating with this great group of authors but a new year brings new adventures and here I am…

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 into the creative process along the way.

My writing slowed down a lot at the end of 2014 while other activities took precedence but I’m happy to say that I’ve been back at the keyboard and I have a couple of new ideas that I’m working through. It may seem strange that although the holidays have passed, I’m still plugging away at a Christmas story but well, I am. Better late than never, right? Although the story takes place around the festive season, it is as much a glimpse into an erotic encounter between two lonely people as anything else. I hope you enjoy my short snippet and please feel free to share your thoughts.

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Inadvertently, my attention returned to the amber haired woman sitting diagonal to me. She had her eyes closed and I wondered what images played in her mind as she rested? I glanced down to her chest, bundled away in a thick winter coat and marveled in the way I could see her chest rise and fall with steady breaths. I imagined her breasts, full and heavy in my palms, nipples pert and light brown to match her hair. Did she taste as good as she smelled? I shifted uncomfortable, fully aware of my thickening cock. I pretended to read a news article as I reclaimed my breathing and returned to normal.

My phone vibrated again. Avoiding my family this Christmas had only made things worse. I had lied and send I would be spending Christmas with Emily’s family and now everyone assumed that meant I had finally bought the ring. The truth was, Emily and I had been more off than on in our three year relationship and while everyone seemed to believe we were an ideal couple, I didn’t see it. She wanted to see me tonight according to the message on my phone. Agitated, I typed an angry response. After our last fight, I hadn’t expected to hear from her again at all but before I hit send, I softened. I backspaced through my harsh words, canceling them out completely and put my phone away. I would come up with a better response later.

The truth was I didn’t hate Emily, I hated myself. She was everything I was supposed to want in my life right now and the only reason we weren’t married with a kid already was the fact that I was too stubborn to accept that she was exactly where I should be in life. Maybe my family was right, I thought with a sigh. I glanced back at the auburn haired girl and much to my surprise, she was staring right at me. I even looked around, startled, to see who else might have captured her attention but most of the other passengers around me had already gotten off the train. She smiled and my heart warmed. It was a sign, I decided, and in a last minute effort to salvage whatever I could of my failing relationship, I took the next stop and made a detour to the mall before work that morning.

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WIP Wednesday, October 8th

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Welcome to WIP Wednesday and thank you, Melody, for hosting this fun blog hop. I’m grateful for the opportunity to participate and share my little teasers amongst some very talented authors. For anyone who doesn’t know, WIP Wednesday is an opportunity to share a little sneak peek from our current work-in-progress. They are likely to change as they make their way down the writing path, but it’s still exciting to get that first glimpse into a story as it takes shape.

Over the past two weeks, I have been focusing my attention on the Halloween anthology titled Corrupted Desires that I have been fortunate to be a part of. I’m really excited about the upcoming release of this free ebook but I’ve gone back and forth quite a lot in whether I should share another little peek at my story, Come to Me, from that anthology, or if I should switch gears and share something entirely different. Decisions, decisions…

Ultimately, I’ve decided to share something new. #SecretProject is coming soon and I’m honored to be one of the eight authors involved in this awesome project. After you’ve read my little teaser, please, please, please take a moment to join in the thunderclap campaign to help spread the news. It’s greatly appreciated!

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“You have a beautiful home,” she said trying to regain her composure once he’d let go.
“Thank you.” He moved around behind Clara and caressed her breast, squeezing it with warm hands. His other hand stroked her belly and grazed the upper region of her pubic hair.
“Oh!” Clara squealed as he reached down and slipped a finger between the folds of her sex. There was no pretending that his touch did not affect her as he glided easily through the slippery wetness.
“You are lovely.”
Clara tried to pull away from him but he only pulled her closer to his body as his erection pressed into her backside. She closed her eyes waiting for the moment to end, still toggling between uncertainty and incredible desire. Jenna closed in, pressing soft wet lips against Clara’s and parting her mouth with her tongue. Clara had never kissed another woman before and the feeling overwhelmed her senses. She wanted to tell Jenna to stop but the reality was that she’d wanted this from the moment that she saw her friend stretched out naked on the bed. Maybe she’d always wanted it. She couldn’t remember anymore.
Her wildest fantasies, Adam had promised her when they met and although she’d never admitted to having any, this certainly would top that list if she did.
“You like that, don’t you, Clara?” Jenna asked. Jenna caressed Clara’s arms from top to bottom and then back up again, massaging her shoulders, and gliding with purpose toward exposed breasts after Jacob pulled away the cover to reveal Clara’s body. Jenna stooped to take Clara’s nipple into her mouth, sucking gently at first and then slightly harder until Clara moaned. Once she was satisfied with the attention she’d given to one side, she moved to the other breast and repeated the motions. Now Clara needed the support that Jacob offered her so that she did not simply collapse from the pleasure that Jenna offered her body.
When she opened her eyes, she found herself looking into Adam’s eyes who had taken the liberty to join them, positioning himself behind Jenna so that he could kiss and nibble the back of her neck and grasp her nipples, pinching them between his fingers.
Clara tilted her head back until it rested on Jacob’s shoulder and allowed him to begin kissing and manipulating her in a similar fashion while he watched Adam with Jenna mirroring Adam’s movements. Just when Clara believed that they had simply swapped sexual partners, Jenna turned in Adam’s arms and suggested in a loud whisper against his ear that Adam help guide her in teasing and driving Clara wild. Adam agreed readily.

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WIP IT UP Wednesday, October 1st

WIPimage2Happy October! Welcome to my post in the WIP It Up Wednesday Blog Hop. This is the day when we get to share little snippets of our current work-in-progress. Thank you to Melody for hosting this blog hop. You can find the list of participants on the official WIP IT UP WEDNESDAY blog.

Last week I shared a snippet of a story that I’d been planning to submit to a dark erotic anthology titled Corrupted Desires  set to release on October 13th, just in time for Halloween! I thought it would be fun to revisit that story this week and share the anthology cover and blurb in anticipation of its release. (Check back after the 13th for links to get your copy – it will be free.)

First, a brief teaser from my story Come to Me

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“Come to me,” Laura begged the night, “Are you there?”
Her fingers rested on the edge of the planchette. “Are you with me?” she asked again. At first nothing happened but she persisted. Desperation had brought her this far and she was too close to feeling him around her to give up now. Deep within, a desire burned. It traveled down her arms, into her hands, and settled at her fingertips. The planchette glided slowly toward yes and stopped. Laura sucked in a gulp of air and tried to steady her nerves.
“I miss you so much,” she whispered to the board. She looked around at the darkness that flickered in the glow of the candlelight and brushed off the anxiety gnawing at the pit of her stomach. This is what she’d wanted all along, wasn’t it? She returned her attention to the board where her fingers still rested on the planchette and whispered, “Mike, you can’t leave me here alone.”
This time the planchette moved with purpose, darting across the board, pausing only long enough for her to acknowledge one letter before it moved to the next as it spelled out its message. The heat at her fingertips grew with such intensity that she almost let go. Laura’s heart pounded in her chest. He was truly here with her now. She longed to feel his arms around her.
He needs you.
“He? Who is he? Who are you?” she muttered in confusion. Panic filled her veins. If she wasn’t talking to Mike then who was she talking to?
“I’m going to join you,” she said in a hushed voiced. It was the first time she’d said the words out loud even though she’d been planning this moment from the time she’d lost him. “Wherever you are, stay there because I’m coming. Don’t leave me. We’re going to be together again.”
The planchette flew out from under her fingertips and raced to the other end of the board where it settled.
No.
Laura couldn’t move it. She sat back in her chair with wide eyes. In the far corner of the room, she saw a long, dark shadow stretch across the floor. She sank into her chair as the shadow inched closer, reaching out and taking the form of a hand as it brushed across her ankle.

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**** 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.”

****SET TO RELEASE 13TH OCTOBER****