Saturday, 30 August 2014

Contest with @KaydenMcLeod #giveaway

Kayden McLeod has an awesome segment on her blog this month. It is the August of Other Worlds and she is giving away copies of books all month! So hop over there and check out all the great offerings (you might see one from me in there.

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Friday, 29 August 2014

In The Pages of A Good Book - Where friends are found, forged, and last forever

In the Pages of a good book
I'm sure many of you share the experience of reading through a good book only to be rewarded at the end with a preview of the sequel. You've already had 100+ pages to become great friends with the characters and there is a relief in knowing you'll be seeing them again. It is that kind of friendship that takes me back to the same books and series over and over again. They become more familiar but not less engaging. I know I find myself mouthing the best lines silently, tipping my head or gesturing just as I imagine the character will.

How does one write characters that will be friends beyond the page, onto the next book, the next series, the imagination of the reader? I wish I could tell you. I know how I write my characters, like people I want to get to know better, like people I would be friends with. I forge that friendship myself with characters and then I'm never sad to look back at something I've worked on and always willing to open another can, spin another tale, visit them again. Do my readers feel the same? I hope so.

Why not take a look through my previous posts (particularly the older Tantalizing Tuesdays) to get a peek at the vampires of Blue Moon House. I'll be giving away a copy of either the original novella or the prequel, Kitten as part of this anniversary for In The Pages Of A Good Book. Hop on to all the other blogs!

Thursday, 28 August 2014

Thursday Taster - Gentleman #9

Make sure you check out all the tasters on the Blog. Here is the next snippet from Gentleman.


“You are not in charge,” she reminded him. “I'll permit this to reward your obedience. Now fuck me, Harrold, and don't come until I have.”
Her pronouncement spurred him. She was in control and he would do everything she asked. Unbuttoning his trousers, he used the other hand to push up her skirt and rub along her sex. She was only slightly damp, but he had produced several drops already. He used them, used his cock in his hand to rub them into her.
“Pace yourself, Harrold. I'm barely warm.”
It was true. She was cool to the touch. Using his cock faster, he rubbed more, hoping that by denying himself, he could meet her requirement.
Soon her breath came as quickly as his. Her dark curls swung as she tossed her head. He thought there had been enough foreplay and slipped into her with one long and rather slow thrust. She wrapped around him, hot slickness making her that much more enticing. He slid out and in as slowly, listening for her breath to hitch, watching for cues of her climax.
Unable to keep his pace slow, he started to slam into her, loving the way her unfettered breasts jumped and jostled with each one. He fucked her harder when she showed no discomfort but instead tipped her hips into his.
The fire along his length built and the light of the room seemed to dim, as though even that were part of their fucking. He was close, his balls tightening.
Fingers wrapped the base of him in a vise. He'd never felt this before. The surge to his tip couldn't ebb back. Rather than throb with release, he remained painfully stiff.
“I'm not finished yet,” she told him, holding him tight. “You might use your fingers for a while.”
He'd been sure she'd been close, but now she was cool, calculating. That changed when he rubbed her. Blessedly, as he pleasured her, she released him. He didn't erupt, as he had first expected. In fact, he didn't seem quite as hard.
Unwilling to take the risk of failing again, he used only his fingers until she was grunting and he could feel her squeezing his fingers. Then he slid his cock in place, continuing to use his thumb while he pumped his seed into her.
He braced on the desk and she took his head to her breast, stroking it.
“That's a good boy,” she said, as though he were her dog. “My good boy.”
He straightened slowly and Lynn slid to the floor. She shook her skirt, straightened her hair, and folded the contract to tuck back in her purse.
“If tomorrow is inadequate, we can arrange-”
Her words cut off as he seized and kissed her. When was the last time he kissed a woman on the mouth? He avoided it in the brothels, wanting to keep some distance. Most of the ladies who were enticed by him, like the widow Pearson, were taken quickly, almost shamefully. It must have been Veronica, but he couldn't place how long ago that had been. Before the brothels, before most of the ladies...
Her lips felt and tasted exquisite, like fine brandy, intoxicating, smooth and full. He held her gently, trying to cage her in his arms rather than grasp her.
At first, obviously taken by surprise, her mouth was open to him, allowing him full access to her breath and the odd tang on it. She moved her lips against his, forming and breaking their seal while her tongue touched his lips.
An odd burning seemed to fill him, and although he should be sated for much longer than this, he had the urge to take her again.
She wriggled out of his arms. “Hold there, Harrold. More to come, right?”
Once free of her mind-numbing kiss, Harrold started to feel like himself again.
“Tomorrow will be fine. Not soon enough.” Taking Lynn's hand, he bowed over it and kissed her knuckles. Truly, she was a lady.
“Excellent. I look forward to it.”


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Tuesday, 26 August 2014

Tantalizing Tuesday - Winning his heart

The loud whir died away as the blades slowed and then stopped, caught in the thick batter filling the bowl. Scraping in elegant swirls, the creamy mix flows into the round pan on the counter.
“Mom?”
“Yep.” She doesn’t pause, moving the cake pan into the oven.
“Can I have some of the strawberries?”
Closing the door, she turns and shakes her head. “Hungry already? Didn’t you just eat lunch?”
“Nevermind.”
“No, wait,” she calls, following him around the corner. Reaching out she tries to take hold of his shoulder, but he shakes her off.
Her heart sinks. Something has changed. He used to talk to her, help her bake, smile. Now he seemed constantly down in the mouth.
Trying not to be discouraged, she trims the fruit that had tempted him. She whips up cream and plucks a few leaves to place on top. When the oven time dings, she is ready, despite the fact that she will have to wait two hours before decorating.
“David,” she calls, setting her completed confectionery on the table. “David, come here, please.”
With a heavy sigh he rounds the corner. “What is it?”
“Surprise.”

The hug is all she had hoped for.

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Friday, 22 August 2014

Flasher Fiction Friday - Her turn

The clock rang one last time. She was done watching, lurking. Still holding her lantern, she stepped daintily from the frame. The couple lay on the bed, breathing slowly, costumes strewn over the floor. She had worn little and he had dressed to possess. The role-play wasn’t unusual for them, but this was All Hallow’s Eve and today she could reach out, if only until dawn. She had choked on the smell of their sex more times than she could count. It was time to add her own musk. Setting the lantern on the floor, she crawled over the bed.

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Thursday, 21 August 2014

Thursday Taster: Gentleman #8

Another taste from Blue Moon House. Check out all the tastes on the blog.

“We haven't met,” she said, circling him. “I'd been informed that you were in need of my services.”
Harrold's brow furrowed. What woman provided a service he needed? What service...?
A light shone behind his eyes just as she said, “Delores was quite insistent. More than is proper. I had to set her down for that.” Lynn, for that must be who this woman was, regarded her painted nails. “She enjoyed that, I think. Would you?” She glanced at Harrold from the corner of those oddly sparkling eyes.
“Would I what?” He was completely flustered. How had a whore gotten into this party?
Her palm slapped across his face. It was a sensation he was familiar with. Many ladies had spurned his advances when he was younger. However, this woman had a stronger arm than any of them. This pain rivaled that of the time his cousin had punched him in the jaw for dandling his lady.
“You will pay heed when I speak. Would you enjoy being reprimanded by me?”
The suggestion alone made him burn. She was the ideal woman, strong, in complete command, not only of him, but every man at the party. Her force of presence bested that of most of the men he had met. He would love to obey her commands, especially if, as he suspected, they were anything like Delores'.
Her arm moved fast, spinning around to come up between his legs. He gasped in surprised and then winced as she squeezed him in her hand. The pain made his eyes water.
“You will not hesitate to answer, either.”
“Y-yes, madam,” he said through clenched teeth.
“Better.” She eased her grip, fondling him, massaging one nut and then the other before running a finger up his length.
“Despite putting me at such inconvenience, I believe Delores is right.” She pulled her hand back with a sigh. “Before we go any further, however, I need you to agree to the following terms.” She pulled up the drawstring at her belt to access her small purse. Unfolding a square of paper, she revealed a simple contract.
The below signed agrees to keep the confidentiality of Blue Moon House and share with no one the activities therein.
“Isn't it obvious to everyone what happens in a whorehouse?”
Her heel came down on his instep and he dropped the contract, hopping on the uninjured foot. “We are not mere whores and do not expect regular payment. Sign, or we are finished here.” She took a step toward the door.
“Wait!”
Returning, she slipped two fingers between the buttons of his fly, holding his erection and stroking it through his pants with her thumb. “Do you trust me, Mister Long?”
His breath hitched and he leaned closer, his forehead touching hers. “Yes.”
She smiled and tilted her head to kiss him, her lips not quite connecting. “You won't be disappointed,” she promised, releasing him to bend down and retrieve the contract. She made her way to a writing desk. “Sign and date, please.”
“What is it you need to keep secret?”
“Come to 36 Baker tomorrow night and find out,” she whispered, breathing in his ear.
He wanted to go there now, wanted to take her on this desk. He grabbed her and spun, lifting her hips onto the desk edge and pinning them there with his own.
“You are not in charge,” she reminded him. “I'll permit this to reward your obedience. Now fuck me, Harrold, and don't come until I have.”

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Tuesday, 19 August 2014

Tantalizing Tuesday - Two Years Today

Flopping on the couch, he took his head in his hands. What was he going to do? It wasn’t that he’d forgotten their anniversary, they’d been living together for two years today, but his checking account was empty. Jude was expecting something shiny. He started pacing, rubbing his hands over his face.

The table in the kitchen was technically Jude’s, like most of the furniture in the house. The clock was a gift from Jude’s sister. The place settings came from his mother. The more Doug looked through the house, the worse he felt. Finally, he curled into a ball in the guest room.

“Doug?” Jude asked, coming in. He called a few more times, eventually opening the door. Doug’s stomach turned to lead. “What are you doing here?”

“I don’t have anything to give you.”

Jude tossed the pizza he held on the dresser. “Are you here?”

“Yes.”

“Do you love me?”

“Of course.”

“Then cheer up.” He pulled out two pieces, handing one to Doug. “To two years.”

Doug’s stomach hadn’t really righted itself, but he raised the piece anyway. “To two years.” After a quick bite he said, “I love you so much.”

“I love you too.”

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