#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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Horny Hump Day, In His Arms

Horny Hump DayThis is my first week participating in Horny Hump Day and I hope I’ve managed to play by all the rules. Participating authors publish three smoking hot sentences from one of their published works or works-in-progress. This is harder than it sounds!

Welcome to my blog!

Today I am going to feature three sentences from In His Arms, the story of Kora who has a secret crush on her roommate, Zach, that is about to get the nudge it needs with a little help from Zach’s friend, Evan.

I hope my three will help inspire a horny hump day…

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 I watched in wide-eyed horror until Zach commanded my attention again by pulling me against his hard chest and kissing me deeply. I wasn’t sure when he’d pulled off his shirt but the feel of his skin against mine made me purr in contentment. I let him lift me to my feet as Evan pushed the dress to the floor leaving me in my panties and stockings with hands bound in the red silk tie.

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Secret Confessions: In His Arms

In His Arms coverI’m very pleased to announce the first story in a new series of Secret Confessions.  In Your Arms is Kora and Zach’s very juicy tale of finding unexpected sexual fulfillment with a little help from a friend.

The Blurb:

Kora has a secret. She’s had an obsessive crush on her gorgeous roommate, Zach, from the first day they met. But while they’ve maintained a strong friendship, she’s never managed to turn his head from the stream of beautiful women who share his bed. When finally, she breaks up with her boring boyfriend at the end of the semester, she doesn’t have much hope for her love life and expects to settle for her fantasies of Zach.

But everything changes when Zach’s friend Evan is in town for a visit and comes up with a plan to get Kora right where they want her. That one night will change everything.

The Excerpt:

As long as I had known Zach, I’d never known him to actually socialize with other males. He just seemed more comfortable in the presence of women, both as friends and as lovers. So when a male voice said hello as I walked in the door, I jumped a little. The last thing I expected was to walk in the apartment to an unfamiliar man watching TV in the living room.
He was pretty good-looking though, I had to admit. He had short blond hair and the most striking blue eyes I’d ever seen. A girl could get lost in those eyes, I thought, and his body rivaled the physique of Zach. I wondered if maybe they’d met at the gym.
“I’m sorry, I didn’t realize Zach had company,” I said feeling suddenly out-of-place in my own home. If Zach had a guest then where the hell was Zach? Why was this stranger sitting in the middle of our living room unattended?
“You must be Kora,” he said stepping forward with his hand outstretched. I took it reluctantly, shaking in such a formal manner. What were those alarm bells ringing in my head? “I’ve heard so much about you,” he told me.
“Really?” Truly, I was dumbfounded. It couldn’t have been good things.
“Yes, he’s quite fond of you.”
“Where is Zach?”
“He stepped out for a minute but he’ll be right back. He told me to wait for you.”
“To wait for me? Why on earth would he do that?” Zach and I were going to have to have a little chat about proper guest etiquette this weekend.
“Our friend seems to think you haven’t been getting the attention that you require and deserve.”
“Look, I’m not sure what that’s supposed to mean but I’m exhausted and I don’t mean to be rude but I really just want to take a hot shower and crawl into bed right now… so if you’ll excuse me.”
“A shower sounds like a splendid idea. You’ll find a dress for the evening has already been laid out on the bed for you and dinner will be served at promptly seven.”
“Huh?”
“Would you like company in the shower?”
“No! I can handle myself just fine. I don’t know who the hell you think you are but maybe you should leave. I’m not sure I like what’s going on here.”
“I’m so sorry. I didn’t even introduce myself. My name is Evan. Zach and I go way back.”
“Funny, I don’t remember him ever mentioning you before.”
“He’s like that sometimes. There are sides to him that he doesn’t always let other people see.”
I opened my mouth to say something but I was so confused that I simply closed my mouth again and conceded that at the very least, I needed that shower. Evan called out something about how much he looked forward to seeing me in the dress and I thought no way in hell.
The sounds of the door opening and muffled voices in the kitchen led me to believe that Zach was home. I grabbed my bathrobe off the hook and wrapped it tightly around my body as I stormed out of the bathroom to give him a piece of my mind. I was stopped short by the amazing smells coming from our kitchen. I was pretty sure that our kitchen had never smelled that way before.
“What is that?” I said as the rumbling in my belly betrayed my hunger. I couldn’t simply disappear behind closed doors with that smell lingering in the air around me. I had to eat some, whatever it was.
“Chicken cacciatore,” Zach said coming over to give me a quick hug, “and I can assure you that Evan makes the best you’ll ever taste.”
“Somehow I believe that.”
“Speaking of Evan, I understand you two have already met?”
“Yes, about that…”
“Good, good. Here, I’ve taken the liberty of pouring you a glass of wine. Why don’t you have a drink while you go get changed into the dress we picked out for you and then we can talk about everything else over dinner.”
“But Zach…” I pouted.
“I’m not taking no for an answer. Now go. Get dressed. Dinner will be on the table in just a few minutes.”
I took the wine but I gave him my best evil expression that I could muster under the circumstances and made my way to my bedroom. I had to admit it, the dress they’d picked out was quite pretty and I was already certain that it was going to fit perfectly and flatter in all the right places. It almost excused the fact that they had no business choosing my clothes behind my back in the first place. What on earth had gotten into Zach? He’d never done anything like this before and frankly, I was a bit unnerved by his sudden shower of attention. We’d been friends for a long time, sure, but not the kind of friends that went out of their way to spend a whole lot of time together. Most of what I knew about Zach, I only knew by watching his comings and goings while he went about his own life and I went about mine. This sudden convergence was simply … unnatural … and yet so painfully comforting at the same time. I wanted it so much and I supposed that was what scared me the most. Best not to make too many assumptions when it came to Zach though and I had a funny feeling that his intentions had something to do with setting me up with Evan. Evan was gorgeous but I already knew that he wasn’t my type. As long as Zach was in my life, I don’t think any guy could compare.
In the end, I wore the dress, no matter what consequences I might have for indulging the pair in this strange game they had decided to play. It was a simple but elegant black cocktail style dress. Because it had spaghetti straps, I opted to go without a bra rather than waste time searching for a strapless that I wasn’t even sure I owned. I chose my favorite black lace panties because, well, I am eternally optimistic, and paired it with black thigh high stockings that stopped just above the hem of the dress. If I stretched or bent in just the right way, it would be obvious to my companions what I was wearing by the hint of black lace peeking from under my dress. I wasn’t sure if Zach liked that sort of thing, or if he’d even look twice if it was on me, but those few sips of wine I’d taken while dressing myself were already making me far bolder than I’d ordinarily dare to be. Or maybe it was my sudden fuck-it attitude. I wasn’t entirely sure.
As a final preparation, I pinned my hair off my neck and added a bit of make-up. Admiring my reflection, I knew I was ready by the time I heard Zach call me for dinner.
They were both waiting for me when I came out of the bedroom and I was a little taken back by the way they seemed to size me up and openly stare at the way the dress hugged my body in all the right places. Zach almost blushed as his eyes met mine and I wanted to question again what the hell was going on tonight but I didn’t dare to break the mood. Evan held the chair for me while Zach lit candles on the table and refreshed my glass of wine which I’d already managed to empty. Stupid me, I should have known better than to drink a full glass on an empty stomach. I’d no doubt pay for that little blunder later.
“What’s all this about?” I asked as Evan dished up the chicken and Zach took his seat across the table from me.
“Evan was in town. I thought it might be nice to do something special.”
“You’re from out of town?” I asked directing my question to Evan who had sat down and now took a healthy drink of wine from his glass.
“Yes, I live in Colorado actually,” he said putting down his glass, “Zach and I grew up together, went to the same high school, used to be the best of buddies.”
I looked at Zach waiting for some confirmation of this and he simply nodded and smiled in Evan’s direction. A look passed between them, the sort of look that people who have known each other really well for a long time can share, and I believed that they did have a history but that there was still a lot to that history that they weren’t telling me. My curiosity compelled me but I didn’t want to be nosy so I kept my mouth shut for the time being and enjoyed the amazing dinner that Evan had prepared. Zach was right, I’d never tasted anything quite like it before.

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Slumber Party

slumber party coverThe Litchville Mother’s Group Series begins with Play Date and continues with Slumber Party, which I am very happy to announce is available now.

The Blurb:

When Beth moved to Litchville, she had no idea the pleasures that awaited her there. Not only has she become good friends and secret lovers with another mom from her son’s school, but she’s also been invited to a mother’s group with benefits unlike any other.

Her gorgeous, younger neighbor, Jack, is available for no-strings playtime and proves to have an open mind and healthy appetite when it comes to new adventures in the bedroom.

Beth’s world would be perfect, in fact, if it weren’t for her resistance to growing feelings for Jack and an anxiety about becoming a full-time member of the mother’s group. To make matters worse, her ex husband turns jealousy into fuel for revenge. Is Beth’s sexual freedom worth the risk?

In Book Two of the Litchville Mother’s Group Series, Beth continues to balance ordinary with the extraordinary and finds sexual fulfillment beyond compare.

 

The Excerpt:
“Jack, you remember Crystal,” Beth said reluctantly. She didn’t know why the look in Jack’s eyes left her feeling so uncomfortable.
“Hi, Jack,” Crystal said, “We were just going to have a cup of coffee. Care to join us?”
“Crystal!” Beth nearly shouted. She needed to get Crystal out of her clothes. She didn’t want to actually sit and have coffee with Jack.
“I would love to,” Jack said.
Beth groaned.
“Wonderful,” Crystal said. She pulled away from Beth and looped one arm through Jack’s as they made their way to Beth’s door. Beth felt her anticipation plummet into despair. She’d gone from being eager to get naked to wishing that she’d just decided to spend the morning at the office instead. Nothing good could come out of sitting around her living room in awkward silence sipping coffee with her two lovers.She unlocked the door and held it open for the two to enter. As Jack passed the threshold, she looked at him with pleading eyes. She wanted to make him understand how much she needed to be with Crystal alone right now. Was he trying to sabotage the time she spent with Crystal in some selfish attempt to secure the relationship that he thought they should pursue? They weren’t a couple and they never would be. She just couldn’t bring herself to actually date a man that was so much younger, no matter how gorgeous he may be and no matter what skills he displayed in bed.
“Don’t you have a test to study for?” Beth said.
“Nope. I finished my last exam yesterday and I am officially a free man with all the time in the world.”
“Great,” Beth said sarcastically as she closed the door behind her and headed for the kitchen to make the coffee that she had no intention of drinking. She grumbled under her breath as she did. When she returned to the living with three mugs of steaming hot coffee on a tray, she nearly dropped them as she stumbled into the sight of Jack kissing Crystal.
Crystal looked up startled. Her face was flushed and her hair was slightly tussled. Things had clearly gotten a bit heated while Beth was out of the room.
“What the…” Beth couldn’t finish the thought. All she could do was stand and gape at Jack and Crystal and wait for whatever would happen next.
“I’m so sorry, I guess I let myself get carried away,” Crystal said trying to regain her composure. Jack simply smiled and shrugged.
“Is one of those for me?” he asked indicating the cups of coffee that Beth still held on the tray. She looked from Jack to the coffee and back at Jack again. She was half tempted to throw the entire tray at him. How dare he waltz into her apartment and put moves on her girlfriend? But Crystal wasn’t really her girlfriend, was she? With a sigh, Beth set the tray on the end table and handed one of the mugs to Jack who took it eagerly. Crystal had a husband and a family, a fact that she made very clear the last time she’d been in Beth’s apartment. How was kissing Jack okay? Was that jealousy knocking? She cleared her throat and took a seat opposite from the couch where Jack and Crystal sat. Crystal glanced her way sheepishly before taking the remaining mug and stirring sugar carefully into the liquid.
“I hope I’m not imposing,” Jack said breaking the uncomfortable silence.
“Not at all,” Beth said but she couldn’t keep the hostility from creeping into the tone of her voice.
“You two can carry on with your girl talk. Don’t let my being here change that.” He smiled knowingly in Beth’s direction and she felt like she could reach out and slug him for being so smug about it. He knew very well that when Crystal visited, there was very little conversation that ever took place between them. Why make an awkward situation even more so?
“I just hired a new babysitter to look after Ronnie when I start my part-time job over the summer,” Crystal said ignoring the tension that radiated between Jack and Beth. Beth looked at her as though she’d forgotten she was still in the room.
“Oh, that’s right. I forgot you were going back to work.”
“Just a couple of days per week but the extra money will help.”
“I can imagine,” Beth said. She hadn’t considered summer vacation at all. What was she going to do when Max wasn’t in school during the day? “Maybe she can help look after Max too,” Crystal offered almost as if she’d been reading Beth’s mind.
“That would be great actually.”
“I’ll ask her about it.” Crystal looked back at Jack “You’re a student?”
“Yes, in the graduate program. I will finish next year.”
“Oh? What do you plan on doing once you’ve finished school?”
“I haven’t quite decided that yet.”
“Jack intends to make school his career, I think,” Beth said feeling annoyed again. She glanced at the clock. Normally by this time she had already had at least one orgasm.
“Am I keeping you from something?” Jack teased.
“Look, Jack, I don’t mean to be rude but maybe you could give Crystal and I some time?”
“I could,” he said considering Beth’s suggestion, “or maybe I could give you ladies a hand?”
“Jack,” Beth warned.
“What exactly did you have in mind?” Crystal asked him. Beth sighed. “I’m up for anything you want,” he said smiling at her. Crystal smiled back at him with a look that suggested she not only knew what he was hinting at but that she was completely on board with it. Beth’s insides twisted in anguish. This wasn’t happening.
“Our friend Beth isn’t usually into sharing,” she said.
“I really don’t think this is such a good idea.”
“I see what you mean.”
“It’s not that I don’t like to share … It’s just …”
“It’s just what?”
Beth struggled to come up with a reason, any reason that would stop the insanity from progressing.
“Jack, didn’t you say you wanted to stop being no-strings fun and take our relationship a little more seriously? We’re going on a date tomorrow night, after all.”
“Yeah, I did, and yet ever since that conversation, it hasn’t stopped you from bringing Crystal back to your place, has it? If we’re going to take things more seriously then why shouldn’t I be included?”
“This is ridiculous.”
“I don’t want to cause problems between the two of you,” Crystal said, “so maybe I should get going and leave you two to work it out.”
“No, Crystal, wait. I want you to stay,” Beth said.
“What about me, Beth? Do you want me to stay?”
She looked from one to the next and flopped back against the chair. Honestly, she couldn’t choose between them and she hated feeling forced to do so. She wanted them both equally. Then why was she struggling so hard to wrap her head around having sex with both of them at the same time? In the grand scheme of things, what difference would it make?
“I want you to stay, Jack,” she said at last.
“Are you sure about that?”
“Yes.”Jack stood up and came toward her, kneeling down on the floor in front of her chair so that they were nearly eye level. He took her head in his large hands and pulled her face to his, covering his lips over hers. She sighed into the kiss, letting him part her lips with his tongue as he pulled her closer. She felt the yearning deep inside to have him. She allowed him to gather her into his arms as she slid off the chair into his lap with her legs straddled around him. His hands grazed her back and settled on her ass as he made sure that she was very aware of the outline of his erection in his pants.
At the moment, with her eyes closed, she could have imagined that they were alone and she would have given in to doing anything that he asked her to do but another set of hands reminded her of the reality as Crystal settled behind her and slipped her delicate hands under Beth’s t-shirt. Beth moaned and leaned back as Jack grabbed both of her wrists and held her arms outstretched above her head so that Crystal could yank her t-shirt up and off baring her breasts to her friend’s fondling and caresses. Jack watched as Crystal continued to manipulate Beth’s breasts and then reached around to kiss Crystal with Beth still pressed between them. She could feel the heat radiating from both lovers and she knew instinctively that they were both just as turned on as she was. Jack paused long enough to share his kiss with Beth and she enjoyed the taste of his swollen lips against her. He broke the connection to return to Crystal while Crystal continued to hold the weight of Beth’s breasts against her hands, pinching her taunt nipples between her fingers as Jack worked her into a greater sense of arousal.
Crystal pulled free and stood to unbutton her blouse.
“Last one in the bedroom is a rotten egg,” she teased.

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Play Date, A Tempting Tidbit

PlayDate coverI’m very excited to introduce my latest novelette, Play Date, and share a little snippet with you. Play Date is the first story in a new series titled The Litchville Mother’s Group Series.

If you’re a mom, you know that there isn’t anything particularly sexy about changing diapers or helping with homework and probably if you’ve ever been invited to attend a mother’s group, you didn’t automatically reach for the nearest vibrator.

Things work a little differently in Litchvile, however.

Beth is recently divorced, new to town, and looking for a fresh start with a new job. Taking a job as a research assistant, she chooses an apartment close to campus that is occupied by mostly graduate students. Having just escaped a loveless marriage, sex is the farthest from her mind.

But single mother or not, Beth is still a woman with needs. She’ll find more than she bargained for when she accepts an invitation by her new friend Crystal to the Litchville mother’s group meeting but will she accept the benefits that their friendship offers?

Even if she isn’t ready to take part in a group situation, she certainly can’t deny a magnetic attraction to Crystal. No matter how she tries to talk herself out of it, she’s still desperate to experiment with kissing her and feeling her soft body under her fingertips.

And if that weren’t quite enough to rev Beth’s engine, it turns out that her gorgeous and sexy neighbor Jack is interested in her for more than just a cup of sugar. She resists getting involved with a man who is probably a decade younger but that doesn’t mean that she’s against a little no-strings fun in the meantime.

Where will it all lead?

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Beth was left standing in the doorway looking at Crystal and reliving the way the woman had kissed her only moments ago. She wondered if Crystal was thinking about it too. There was a hungry look in her eyes as she assessed Beth but clearly, whatever her thoughts may be, she was not about to push Beth again. She motioned for her to take a seat in the living room with Cynthia and Mary again, which she did feeling embarrassed about the scene she’d made.
Andrea and Kelly walked in the room just as Beth tried to settle back into her seat and pretend like everything was normal. She felt her face flush when she looked at the two blondes, despite her efforts to act casual. It was obvious by their disheveled appearance that they’d gone far beyond kissing once finding their way to a bedroom.
“You two look like you’re having a good time,” Cynthia said. Mary giggled and looked nervously toward Beth, probably expecting her to try to dart for the door again.
Kelly slung an arm around Andrea’s shoulder and kissed the other woman on the cheek.
“This, my friends,” Kelly said, “Makes it all worthwhile.”
The two settled onto the floor with Kelly behind Andrea, still massaging and caressing her shoulders. Beth tried her best not to openly stare even when Kelly planted small kisses along Andrea’s neck while Andrea bent to offer her friend better access.
“So, tell us something about yourself, new girl,” Andrea said.
“Oh… um… Well, my name is Beth. I’m recently divorced and just moved to Litchville with my son Max. I was offered a position as a research assistant that I couldn’t pass up. I was hoping that a fresh start in a new town would be good for both of us.”
“You certainly came to the right place,” Kelly said.
Beth bit her tongue.
“Beth isn’t sure that she likes our little group,” Cynthia said with a snort.
Amber and Kelly both looked shocked. Beth shifted under the weight of their stares. It wasn’t normal to do the sort of things these women did in their free time but yet somehow they made her feel like the oddball.
“Obviously, you haven’t given us a fair try.”
“Never mind that, ladies,” Crystal said trying to break the tension, “We have a lot to catch up. Who wants to start?”
Cynthia was quick to raise her hand and spent the next five minutes griping about work and her unforgiving boss. Beth tried to listen but her attention kept going back to Andrea and Kelly. Kelly’s hands had worked their way under Andrea’s shirt while Andrea leaned her head back and helped to guide the woman’s hands over her breasts. No one else in the room was phased by the behavior of the pair.
“Well, you remember last meeting when I told you about my coworker hitting on me?” Mary chimed in.
The other women all nodded and said yes, eager to hear more of Mary’s story rather than listen to anymore of Cynthia’s rant.
“I finally gave in. Turns out he’s not half bad. Neither is his wife.”
“Oh, you naughty girl, you,” Crystal said.
“You’re just jealous.”
“You bet I am. He is quite a hottie.”
“He lives up to my high expectations in the bedroom as well.”
“So, does that mean you’ll be breaking your no sex with coworkers rule more often?”
“Well, I don’t know about that,” Mary said leaning back to stretch, “but I certainly won’t say no to the occasional romp with my new friend.”
“You keep this up and you won’t need us anymore,” Cynthia said with a sour expression on her face.
“Oh, you know that isn’t true, my love. I’ll always have a space in my heart for you. You have skills that can’t compare.”
“Speaking of skills,” Cynthia said, “I’m in dire need at the moment. After the week I’ve had…”

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