Sunday, January 31, 2010

Mistress ... please!

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I love books involving light to moderate BDSM. The dynamics are incredibly erotic, tantalizing all the senses. I've read many more that feature the male dominant (featuring both male and/or female submissives), rather than the female dominant ... probably due to the bulk of D/s being written revolving around the male Dom.

But there is much to be said about a male in the submissive position. Let me clarify. I'm talking about a man that could be the typical Alpha male: strong and sure of himself in other areas of his life, but needing to give over control in the bedroom. Mmm-hmm ... you know the type I mean. Now imagine all that strength as yours to command and ultimately pleasure.

I just read Resisting Command by Jennifer Leeland and oh my god! Paul was an excellent submissive to Jenia's female dominance. I'm thrilled that Violet Summers has a new book coming soon featuring a lovely Domme: Velvet Submission.

Okay, here's where I ask for your help. I need your recommendations of smokin' hot books featuring the D/s theme -- Domme or Dom -- because it appears I have a new addiction. [grin] Come on now, help a girl out.

Thursday, January 28, 2010

Taking it off

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This past week I had a couple of blogging firsts over at SEx -  the Liquid Silver Books blog. To fill in for someone, I posted my very first (non-Morning After) entry with a nice response from my fellow authors. Thanks everyone. Then on Sunday I hosted my very first Flash Fiction and had a wonderful turnout. Thank you SO much to everyone that popped in to contribute or say hello. It was a lot of fun!

My challenge to any who wanted to participate was this: Give me a scene in roughly 100 word bites involving some sort of game, a minimum of two people or participants, and the sexy fun that comes when skin starts playing peek-a-boo among the cards and tokens!

A Win-Win Situation
ONE
“Three in a row, baby!” Leo jumped to his feet beside the coffee table and started doing he-man poses and hip grinding to the crowd – in this case, a crowd of one. “Come on, Steph! That’s an excellent winning streak. You gotta give me a little something.”

For their fourth date they had decided to spend the evening at her place watching movies or playing games. As she took in his huge grin, she couldn’t help but laugh at his antics. “It’s just Yahtzee,” she said, suddenly feeling breathless and hot. Before she realized where her roaming eyes were headed, they had strayed to his gyrating hips, and more specifically, what lay behind the fly of his jeans.

TWO
She’d been getting more and more aroused just watching his hands on the dice, hearing the deep rumble of his voice as he talked and laughed. She wanted to crawl all over him. "The law of averages is bound to kick in here for me soon."

He returned to the table still strewn with the dice, score sheets, and pencils and waited for Stephanie’s eyes to meet his. Dark green fire blasted her.

“Really?” He flashed a sexy grin filled with all sorts of wicked promise and dropped to his knees beside her. “Care to up the ante?”

THREE
At the challenge, Stephanie’s mouth went dry. Her entire body tingled.

“I’m listening.” Her pulse ran wild through her veins. Each shallow breath dragged the lacy bra over tight achy nipples. A detail that didn’t escape his hot gaze.

Leo trailed his fingers along the deep vee of her cotton shirt, then leaned in for a quick kiss. “The new game is strip Yahtzee,” he said against her lips. He caressed her sensitive nipples with the backs of his fingers. Stephanie moaned at his touch, wanting a real kiss. Instead he pulled back. “The rules are simple,” he growled, suggesting he was getting as turned on as she was.

She reached for the beer bottle on the table, needing a drink. She’d barely taken a sip when he snagged it, took a drink, then set it back on the table. “I don’t want you drunk, Steph,” he said in response to her raised eyebrow. “I want you naked.”

FOUR
Stephanie had lost track of the number of games they’d played. She knew she knelt beside the table in nothing but her socks and panties. The latter getting wetter by the second. After losing her shirt and bra, it seemed silly to put them back on. Her bare breasts swayed as she rolled the dice.

Leo’s eyes blazed hot as he tracked her every move, his face tight with lust, clearly distracted by her abundant curves on display. She tallied up the dice, giggling as she put the score in the upper portion. “I got the bonus points on the top.” She leaned over the table and pointed to his score sheet. “You didn’t. Give me something.”

A growl rumbled in his chest and Stephanie felt it in the deep throb between her legs. He stood and started opening his jeans, the soft material hugging the length of an impressive erection that had Stephanie’s mouth watering. “I’m gonna give you something, sweetheart.”

FIVE
Stephanie crawled around the table as he kicked the jeans out of the way.

“Is there such a thing as a draw in Yahtzee?” she asked, not really caring what the answer might be. She licked her lips. “We’re both at three, right? Socks and …” her words trailed off.

She walked her fingers up his leg, past his tempting cock, to the waistband of his boxers. Her heart pounded in her throat as she slowly dragged the cotton down his legs.

“There is tonight,” he said roughly, practically falling to his knees. Stephanie quickly found herself stretched out on her back as Leo settled between her legs. “And I’m more than ready to share the winnings.”

Tuesday, January 19, 2010

Pirate tales

I participated in the SEx flash fiction again on Sunday. The theme was pirates. I've read some awesome romance novels that featured pirates in the lead roles and while they had the power to get my heart pounding, it was never really something that I much of a desire to write about. So when I saw the pirate theme, I decided to put a modern day spin on it.

Remember flash isn't necessarily a whole story...hell, sometimes there's not enough free time in my day to even complete a scene that I'm working on. The idea of the flash writing is to write within the limits of 100 word bites...kind of like a serial. With that being said, I hope you enjoy Ravaged.
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ONE
Macey stretched across the seat of the flat bottom rowboat, the soft romantic sounds of Seether and Amy Lee whispering in her ears. The rhythmic shifting of the water lulled her restless mind toward thoughts of Nathan. His lips on hers. His hot words against her neck. Hands stroking her breasts and fingers teasing the elastic of her panties. Her hips lifted at the memories. The daydream heated her from the inside quicker than the sun beating down on her bikini clad body.

She jerked in terror as the wet hand cupped her mouth and the tiny headphone plucked from her ear. A stubble roughened cheek rested against hers. Macey’s heart pounded in her chest. “I’m taking over this vessel, sweetheart.”

TWO
The terror subsided, but Macey’s blood still pounded through her. Nathan had hoisted himself over the side of the boat, pulled the anchor and headed for the little island in the middle of the small lake. Her eyes followed the tiny streams of water that dripped from his shaggy hair to his chest, streaking over his tight masculine nipples. She wanted to sample that hard tip with her tongue, test the surrounding muscle with her teeth. The muscles of his arms and shoulders bunched and rolled as he propelled them through the water.

Everything in her clamored as his bright green eyes clashed with hers. She shivered at the intense heat she saw there, her body softening as it prepared for what he was planning to take. Goosebumps covered her skin as the corner of his mouth lifted in a wicked grin filled with promise. His gaze dropped to the peaks of her small breasts beaded and aching beneath the thin scraps of her top.

THREE
The bottom of the boat scraped along the sand and Nathan jumped over the side, splashing water as he pulled it farther up the beach. With a growl, he grabbed Macey and the towel she’d been lying on, and lifted her against his chest. The heated flesh drawing a moan from her.

Long legs carried them into the dense foliage just beyond the beach. Macey quickly found herself flat on her back, Nathan’s body pressing into her. The thin fabric of their swimsuits afforded no protection against the length and heat of his erection. She wrapped her legs around his lean hips, accepting him in the cradle of her body.

His fingers wound in her hair, holding her head exactly where he wanted it. His eyes on Macey’s as his head bent and he took her lips, his tongue stealing into her mouth and sliding against hers. He groaned. The sound vibrated through Macey and she clutched at his hips as he thrust against her sex.

“Please, baby.” Dragging his lips from hers, he kissed her neck, shuddering in her arms. “Let me in, Mace.”

With a small tug of the string securing her bottoms, Macey surrendered.

Sunday, January 17, 2010

What are YOU reading?


This is a fun little game that goes around the social networking sites from time to time, so I thought it might me interesting to try today. Here's how it goes, modified slightly:

*Grab the book nearest you -- yes, right now
*Turn to page 55 -- find the fifth sentence
*Post that sentence as a comment below

Don't dig for your favorite book, the coolest, or the most intellectual. Use the CLOSEST book.

As noted before entering this site, my blog is for "big kids" [wicked grin] -- so don't be shy or embarrassed at what you may have to post. I know I'll be looking forward to reading each and every line!

Be sure to leave your email address in your comment and you'll be eligible to receive a free copy of my book, Open Proposal! I'll pick a name tonight around 10pm EST.

Good luck and happy reading!

Friday, January 15, 2010

"Fill Your Reader Blog Tour" and giveaway! Come on by!!

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There's an awesome event taking place today with literally dozens of authors from Liquid Silver Books participating...

It's the Fill Your Reader Blog Tour!

There will be all sorts of delicious men to ogle, books to purchase, an opportunity to chat with many of the authors, and a chance to win a TON of exciting books for your new ereaders!!

If you've arrived at my page and had no idea about the Fill Your Reader Blog Tour, then click the link above to go directly to the beginning to start the tour!

Take your time, wander through the blogs (leave a comment at each stop to be eligible for the amazing giveaway), then drop by the chat. I'll be popping in and out of the CHAT ROOM throughout the day. Can't wait to meet you!

Tuesday, January 12, 2010

Monday, January 11, 2010

Snow day

This was the flash that I shared yesterday over on the Silver Expressions blog - SEx:

Snow day...
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ONE
The shovel scraped the driveway as Seth turned to make another pass. He barely heard the rough sound for the growl of Slipknot blasting from the tiny headphones in his ears and his knit cap pulled low.

It was fucking cold out, but pushing the fresh eight inches of snow from Lady Clayborne’s drive had sweat rolling down his back beneath the wool-lined denim coat.

Shit. Lady Clayborne. He missed that clever old bird since her death six months ago. He stopped to lean on the shovel, glancing at the grand Victorian home that he'd lived across the street from most of his twenty-three years.

She’d always managed to surprise Seth with her mischief. He grinned as he thought of her, then turned to finish up the path to the back door.

“Fuck me!”

TWO
Embarrassed at the curse that erupted from him, Seth ducked his head to pull the earbuds from beneath his hat. Jesus, he thought, as he stared at his snow covered boots. He was such an asshole. “I’m so sorry for that, ma’am,” he mumbled.

She laughed, ringing all sorts of bells in his memory. “And here I thought the day was about to get so much more interesting, Seth.”

His head jerked up and he stared at her. He’d shoveled the whole damn drive without even breathing heavy. He took in the dark curls, sparkling blue eyes, and smiling mouth that had starred in the majority of his adolescent fantasies. Not only did his heart rate pick up, but his blood settled heavily between his legs.

“Jordan.”

THREE
“More?” Jordan asked, nodding toward his empty coffee cup.

“Yeah, thanks.” He followed her into the kitchen, feeling like a teenager all over again. He couldn’t seem to take his eyes off the tight jeans covering her ass. Five years older, Jordan had kept him in a state of near constant arousal during the summers that she’d spent at her grandmother’s house. Nothing had changed there, he thought, as he adjusted the solid length of his cock through his jeans.

She reached the counter and turned quickly, catching him staring at her butt. He should have been embarrassed, but just couldn’t seem to make that work. Her hips begged for his hands. Her breasts swayed beneath the thick sweater, nipples hard little buds. He met her eyes, the laughter lighting them mixing with a heat that sent a jolt to his cock.

“Are you going to?” Her eyes traveled over his chest and stopped at the evidence of his reaction to her.

“Am I going to what?” He barely recognized his own voice.

“Fuck me.”

FOUR
Seth put the cup on the counter behind her. He moved the hair away from her neck and settled his lips against her erratic pulse. God. Her scent made his head spin. He nipped her jaw, before meeting her eyes. His intent must have been clear, because her soft lips parted on a gasp. Seth took full advantage, kissing her thoroughly, sliding his tongue into her mouth to tangle with hers.

Sliding his hands down over her ass, he lifted her more fully against the erection threatening to burst through his jeans. Her moan filled his mouth as she shifted her legs, opened them as he thrust gently against her soft sex.

After several long minutes that left them both breathing raggedly, he pulled back to meet her eyes. He couldn’t stop the grin that lifted his mouth as he took in her flushed cheeks and plump red lips. Then he answered her question:

“Oh, yeah, Jordan. I am most definitely going to.

Friday, January 1, 2010

"Twenty Ten"

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Life continues to flow. Like a great river, it's always changing. Sometimes quiet, peaceful, and serene...other times rolling, violent, and terrifying. But it's never the same.

Here we are, not simply at the beginning of a new year, but a brand-new decade as well! I'm not going to reflect on the last decade (others have done it much better than I could hope to), other than to say we've had monumental, life-altering changes occur...some extraordinary and others devastating. Not sure who said it, but the truth of these words is timeless: Change is the one constant.

Of course, there's always a list of goals or resolutions that comes with January 1st because we feel compelled to at least attempt to control the changes in our lives. This year is no different than any other:
  • Lose 20 pounds – this may involve the Wii game system. LOL!
  • Have less mental negativity – no one beats me up quite like I do
  • Clean out my car once a month – some people are compulsive about this...I am not one of them! [grin]
  • Finish 4 new books – there’s some behind the scenes micro-managing to make this happen
  • Smile – a LOT!
  • Enjoy my life – I am surrounded by many wonderful people and places. Opportunities for this last abound!
So grab a glass of the delicious champagne and raise it to toast the changes to be made (or simply endured!)  in 2010! Cheers to a safe, healthy, and prosperous new year!!

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I would love to hear your goals for the new year!