Guest Post & Giveaway ~*~ Tattoos and Cupcakes by Hennessee Andrews

Hennessee Andrews Guest Post
Hello, and thank you for hosting me today on your blog! For those who don’t me, I’m Hennessee Andrews and I primarily write for Siren Publishing. I’m a geek to the core and a history nut. I’m also a romantic at heart with one wild and crazy imagination as well. Most of my works fall into the M/F genre, while I have a couple of works in M/M. Ménage is a genre that I hadn’t attempted, but wanted to. When I got together with four other wild and crazy authors, I got my chance to write my very first ménage, and also be a part of a series that the concept still wows me every day.

Some may wonder where in the world I came up with my title. Well, let me tell you, it fits perfectly. My heroine, Lane Erikson, works at Naughty Sprinkles, the cupcake shop on Sunset Point Island. Yes, the name of the shop is Naughty Sprinkles! Next door is my hot hero, Dane Hutchinson, a tattoo artist and the owner of The Branding Iron. Now, I have another hero and although not mentioned in the title, Bannock Garrison is one delicious officer for the Sunset Point Police Department you won’t want to miss.

Inside Tattoos and Cupcakes, I must warn you that at some point and time you will be craving cupcakes. Seriously, the urge for a cupcake will nag at you. With cupcake names like Sex on the Beach, Whips and Chains Excite Me, Luscious Lemon, and Sunset Point Key Lime, you may want to have a box handy just in case. Speaking of which….damn cravings!

I hope readers enjoy Tattoos and Cupcakes as much as I did creating the story. The characters are full of life and love. At times they will make you laugh out loud, and then touch your heart the next. Mostly, the book is a lot of fun. I love to make people smile and laugh while giving one hell of a great read in the process.

See you in Sunset Point!

Tattoos and Cupcakes Blurb:
Being sequestered on Sunset Point Island is the least of Lane Erikson’s worries. Being a witness to a murder may be her demise. What does one do when a network of FBI wanted criminals are looking to kill you? You run like hell, even it’s to a place you’ve never heard of. Dane Hutchinson, local tattoo artist, sets his sights on winning Lane’s affection and sharing her with Bannock Garrison, Sunset Point police officer. Bannock never wanted a ménage relationship, even though his parents have lived a happy life in one. The idea of sharing a woman bothers him, but losing Dane’s friendship bothers him more.

As the relationship begins to soar with possibilities, Lane is faced with her world crashing down again and her life hangs in the balance. Can Bannock and his colleagues save the day? More importantly, can Bannock overcome his distrust for women and allow Lane into his heart and share her with his best friend?

Buy Link: http://www.bookstrand.com/tattoos-and-cupcakes

Blog Hop #5 word Hammock 
Blog Hop #6 word Suntan Oil
~*~ We hope you enjoyed all of the Sunset Point Visits ~*~

a Rafflecopter giveaway

Giveaway ~*~ The Ripple Effect Romance Novella Series

The Ripple Effect Romance Novella Series 
Enjoy this exciting new series of clean novellas by six critically-acclaimed authors.

"Like a pebble tossed into calm water, a simple act can ripple outward and have a far-reaching effect on those we meet, perhaps setting a life on a different course—one filled with excitement, adventure, and sometimes even love."

Book 1: Home Matters by Julie N. Ford
Book 2: Silver Linings by Kaylee Baldwin
Book 3: Righting A Wrong by Rachael Anderson
Book 4: Lost and Found by Karey White
Book 5: Second Chances 101 by Donna K. Weaver
Book 6: Immersed in Love by Jennifer Griffith

Home Matters by Julie N. Ford

According to her mother, Olivia Pembroke was born to be a star. But how is she supposed to be famous when she can't even get a decent acting gig? Her lucky break comes when she lands an audition for a wildly popular home improvement show. Even though she has no design training and has never even held a power tool, she refuses to let that stop her. She's confident that her destiny is finally within reach.

When her affections are torn between her heartthrob co-host and the irritating, yet somehow endearing lead contractor, does she continue to reach for the stars? Or does she design a new happily ever after? One that leads not to the fading lights of fame and fortune, but to a love that will burn forever.

Silver Linings by Kaylee Baldwin

Drew Westfall wants nothing more than to forget what he had to do in the name of "smart" business. Cutting off all ties with his parents—including handing over the entire contents of his trust fund to a charity—he takes off for Bridger, Colorado where his best friend has an extra room for him. It doesn't take long for him to realize that his business degree won’t do him much good in a town as small as Bridger, but he's broke and has nowhere else to go.

Eden Torresi has every reason to wallow. Not only did she lose her mother, but she had to drop out of nursing school and is in a relationship with a guy unwilling to commit. But Eden isn't the wallowing type. Instead, she chooses to spend most of her time taking care of the seniors at Silver Linings Nursing home. When she learns that her boyfriend's new roommate is down on his luck, her caring nature makes her want to reach out to him and offer what help she can. But the more time they spend together, the more complicated things get, especially when the seniors of Silver Linings decide to play matchmaker.

Righting a Wrong by Rachael Anderson

Seven years ago, Cambri Blaine fled her small hometown of Bridger, Colorado after her senior year ended in a fiasco. Only Jace Sutton knew the real reason why—that she was a spineless coward. Now, seven years later, her father's been in an accident and needs help, and Cambr has no choice but to return home. So with trepidation, she takes a leave of absence from the landscape architecture firm where she works and boards a plane, hoping against hope that Jace is no longer around and that the past can stay where it belongs—in the past.

If only life worked that way.

Jace never expected to see Cambri again. After she’d led him on, bruised his heart, and left town without a backward glance, he was forced to pick up the pieces and try not to hate her for it. Eventually, he put it behind him and moved on, creating a life for himself in his beloved hometown. But now that Cambri is back and looking more beautiful and sophisticated than ever, some of those old feelings resurface, and Jake instinctively knows, for the sake of his heart, that he needs to avoid her at all costs.

If only it were that easy.

Lost and Found by Karey White

Lydia was supposed to have an adventurous and exciting summer. Instead she's done nothing more than read and eat takeout. Now it's time to go home, and what does she have to show for it? A big fat nothing. Unless, of course, her trip to the airport somehow turns into something more than just a flight home.

Blake feels like he's been sent on a wild goose chase. While work is piling up back in Denver, he's on the other side of the country, hunting for some mysterious box that his grandfather left him. Well, no more. Nothing inside that box could possibly be more important than the opportunity to make it as the youngest partner at his firm. So he's going home, and that's that. But that's before he discovers his flight has been cancelled.

When these two strangers meet at the airport, they make a split-second decision to search for the box together. Maybe with both of them on the hunt, Lydia can have her adventure and Blake can find the box. And maybe, if they’re lucky, they’ll even find some romance.

Second Chances 101 by Donna K. Weaver

Thirty seven year old Francie Davis, a recent widow and empty nester, gets to attend college at last. She’s sure her luck has changed when she also lands a job on campus that will pay her tuition, as administrative assistant to a history professor. When her handsome new boss yells at her on the first day of work, Francie worries she will never be good enough.

For Professor Alex Diederik, life is going downhill fast. Not only is his bitter ex-wife trying to poison their only daughter against him, but now his one place of solace—his work environment—is being complicated by his attractive new administrative assistant. She drives home his feelings of failure as a husband and father, and Alex wonders if hiring her was the right thing to do.

Francie will have to put aside her hurt and insecurities or risk her dreams, while Alex must look outside himself if he’s to mend the breach with his daughter. And, perhaps, find someone who can help heal his pain.

Immersed in Love by Jennifer Griffith

Lisette Pannebaker speaks five languages and has a brilliant business plan—personal language immersion. Clients can hire her to shadow them and speak all day in any language they need to learn for business or travel—whatever.

But there’s a major hitch: she’s far too pretty. Clients with less than honorable intentions sign up just have Lisette at their side. Solution? A make-under. Way under.It works like a charm. None of her male clients show her the least bit of interest.

Until… Erik.

Erik Gunnarsson is charming, kind, and smart—everything she’s ever looked for. Even though he seems to have a secret and she swore she'd never date a client, Lisette is tempted to shed her disguise—even if it means jeopardizing her career.



Giveaway Details
$25 Amazon Gift Card or Paypal Cash
Ends 10/31/13

Bloggers who put up a spotlight post about these books on their blog can enter to win an additional $25 gift card or paypal cash.  See details in the Rafflecopter.

Open only to those who can legally enter, receive and use an Amazon.com Gift Code or Paypal Cash. Winning Entry will be verified prior to prize being awarded. No purchase necessary. You must be 18 or older to enter or have your parent enter for you. The winner will be chosen by rafflecopter and announced here as well as emailed and will have 48 hours to respond or a new winner will be chosen. This giveaway is in no way associated with Facebook, Twitter, Rafflecopter or any other entity unless otherwise specified. The number of eligible entries received determines the odds of winning. Giveaway was organized by Kathy from I Am A Reader, Not A Writer and sponsored by the authors. VOID WHERE PROHIBITED BY LAW.


a Rafflecopter giveaway

Guest Post & Excerpt ~*~ Adam and Sheree's Family Business by Giselle Renarde

Oh No She Didn’t!

A Guest Post by Giselle Renarde

Oh no I didn’t?  Oh yes I did!  I wrote Adam and Sheree’s Family Vacation: a book so vile, so filthy, so taboo that it was banned by Amazon and many other retailers.  

You’d think I’d have learned my lesson.  Amazon is the world’s biggest seller of ebooks, right?  If they won’t carry it, isn’t that like throwing months of hard work down the drain?  Wouldn’t you think a clever, business-conscious writer would pack it in and write something a little tamer?

Well, I guess I’m an idiot because... I wrote another one.

The sequel to Adam and Sheree’s Family Vacation is called Adam and Sheree’s Family Business, and it’s every bit as sordid as the first.  No, it’s more sordid.  Not only does the sequel feature shockingly explicit sex between a brother and sister, it includes all the dirty details of how Sheree drags her brother Adam (and all three of his college housemates!) into her fledgling porn business.

So why on earth would I write a book that’s 100% guaranteed to get banned by Amazon?  Their rules are clear: they don’t allow erotic content that includes sex between blood relatives.  Same goes for ebook retailers like All Romance and BookStrand.  Even if I am lucky enough to work with a publisher that welcomes taboo content, am I stupid or what?  I’ve now written two novellas readers’ go-to online bookshop refuses to carry.

Yeah, I’d say I’m pretty stupid.

But there’s something about censorship that gets my goat.  Maybe I didn’t rebel enough as a teenager, I don’t know, but when I hear there’s something the Amazonian Amazon WILL NOT ALLOW… well, I can’t help but wonder why. Why can’t I write an erotic story about a sexual relationship between two consenting adults?  

Well, there’s an easy answer: because they’re siblings. And that’s just not permissible.

Remember when Flowers in the Attic came out and everyone in your class at school read it before the parental units found out why the kids always had their faces shoved in a book?  Is Amazon now the scolding parent we writers are looking out for over our shoulders while we work?  

And, speaking of Flowers in the Attic, why is Amazon totally cool about carrying a popular incest book by a bestselling author, but they won’t carry books by low-grossing writers like me (and maybe you, if you’re an author too)?  Who gets to dictate what constitutes literary merit? Why does explicit fiction get so brutally castigated? Can’t a book be smutty and thought-provoking?

These are the questions I ask myself while cutting coupons and praying my rent cheque doesn’t bounce.

Sibling incest is an uncomfortable topic, but that’s why so many readers find it titillating.  The more Big Daddy Amazon says YOU CAN’T READ THAT, the more we want to.  Same goes for writers.  Tell us we can’t explore a topic, and going to write the holy hell out of it.

New Release! Adam and Sheree’s Family Business

By Giselle Renarde

Sequel to Adam and Sheree’s Family Vacation

Taboo Erotica at its Smuttiest

*Banned by Amazon*

After a summer of forbidden love, Sheree crashes at the townhouse her brother Adam shares with a motley crew of college students.  With no spare rooms, she takes the couch, promising it’s only until she finds a job and a place of her own. 

But Sheree doesn’t seem all that interested in working. She lounges around all day, tempting and taunting her brother while she annoys the hell out of Adam’s rent-paying roommates. Adam tries his damnedest to keep his hands off his sister, but he just can’t help himself.  He’ll succumb to temptation, but not in the house. Adam won’t risk his friends finding out about their taboo relationship.

When Sheree starts a sordid family porn business behind his back, Adam can’t believe how she’s taken advantage of him. Will he kick his sister to the curb or choose to be used in every way possible?

WARNING: This book is packed with entrepreneurial exhibitionism, extreme menage, lesbian licking, fetish filming, multiple partners, bondage, rough sex, and plenty of taboo encounters between consenting adults.

Word Count: 37,000

Read an ADULT Excerpt:

Straddling his thighs, she draped her arms over his shoulders.  Her tits were just a whisper away, and he wanted to feel them pierce his chest.  He wanted her nipples to cut him like knives.

Adam’s thighs trembled, and Sheree growled, “Don’t you dare!”

“I’m sorry.”  Adam closed his eyes and breathed deeply.  He could feel her everywhere, like a bolt of silk caressing his skin.  It was just too much.  He swallowed hard as his cock lurched, finding Sheree’s slit and stroking it.  “God, you’re wet.”

She cuddled closer, pressing her big breasts against his sweating skin.  Man, was it hard to breathe in here.  The air wasn’t circulating.  He felt dizzy and hot.  And then Sheree whispered in his ear, “Isn’t it nice to fuck a girl who doesn’t need any foreplay?”

“Yeah.”  He panted like a dog.

“I’m always ready.”  She trapped his cock between his belly and her cunt, rubbing her engorged clit up and down his shaft.  Her pussy was wet as water and hot as hell.  “Any time, day or night, I’m always ready for a fuck.”

His cock throbbed like it had its own heartbeat.  “What about now?  Are you ready now?”

“Mmm-hmm.”  She giggled, deep in her throat.  “Are you?”

His thighs tensed.  “Can’t you feel how ready I am?”

“But that’s just your body.”  Reaching down, she grabbed hold of his shaft, arching slightly.  She found her cunt with his cock.  She did all the work, devouring his tip, holding it right there, at the mouth of her pussy.  “You’d better last more than six seconds.  I want to get off.”

Adam and Sheree’s Family Vacation, as well as its brand new sequel Adam and Sheree’s Family Business, may not be available from Amazon, but you CAN purchase them at eXcessica’s EDEN website and Barnes & Noble.

Read the Blurb/Excerpt or Purchase Adam and Sheree’s Family Vacation from EDEN:

http://excessica.com/eden/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=15&products_id=173

Read the Blurb/Excerpt or Purchase Adam and Sheree’s Family Vacation from Barnes & Noble:

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/adam-and-sherees-family-vacation-giselle-renarde/1115524496?ean=2940016708492

Read the Blurb/Excerpt or Purchase Adam and Sheree’s Family Business from EDEN:

http://excessica.com/eden/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=30&products_id=179

Read the Blurb/Excerpt or Purchase Adam and Sheree’s Family Business from Barnes & Noble:

http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/adam-and-sheree-x2019-s-family-business-giselle-renarde/1116893547?ean=2940148682998

Giselle Renarde is a queer Canadian, avid volunteer, and contributor to more than 100 short story anthologies, including Best Women's Erotica, Best Lesbian Erotica, Best Bondage Erotica, and Best Lesbian Romance.  Ms Renarde has written dozens of juicy books, including Anonymous, Ondine, and Nanny State. Her book The Red Satin Collection won Best Transgender Romance in the 2012 Rainbow Awards. Giselle lives across from a park with two bilingual cats who sleep on her head.  

--
Giselle Renarde 

Canada just got hotter!

Visit me online
http://donutsdesires.blogspot.com
http://www.wix.com/gisellerenarde/erotica
http://twitter.com/GiselleRenarde

Guest Post & Giveaway ~*~ No Turning Back by Deanna Jewel

We are super excited to have the always sweet and fabulous Deanna Jewel join us today!

We got a chance to meet her in Vegas earlier this year, and she is just as wonderful in person as her books are to read ;-)

Everyone say Hi to Deanna, check out her new book, and her contests!!

Can a man be an illusion?
I’m glad so many of you joined us today to find out how a man can be an illusion! In No Turing Back, my heroine is comforted by a man who’s become a good friend of her brother and happens to be in the wrong place at the wrong time when another man dies. One of my characters finds that he needs to pretend to be two people in order to find a killer but realizes too late that it can become a problem when he has to assume another identity. His hearts been broken and determined not to find himself in that situation again by burying himself in his work.

My heroine ends up alone and pregnant in a man’s world, in a society and time that refuses to recognize that a woman can be as successful as a man…an era that refuses to allow a woman to work and own a business. A stubborn Vanessa knows she must make a life and a living for herself and her child and doesn’t want to depend on a man to take the place of her husband in order to make her situation right with the ton of London.

Using her knowledge and love of horses, she decides to breed her own race horses. She gets the opportunity to purchase Arabians abroad and with her friend’s assistance, she sails across the ocean. The trip brings her close to breaking a promise to her dead husband and hates that her body betrays her. She’s vowed to stay true to his spirit and when the hero finds he can no longer resist her, can they come to an agreement between them or will she decide to live the rest of her life broken-hearted?

* * * *

No Turning Back is set in London 1778 and is the type of historical romance that brings together the ton of London at society balls who wear those beautiful gowns and ride in expensive carriages, royalty at court, swashbuckling pirates set on revenge, and rescues only a handsome duke can pull off to end up with the woman who’s captured his heart.

I hope you enjoy watching the book trailer and reading the excerpt below. The sequel to No Turning Back is my newest release, Whispers at Ghost Point, a contemporary paranormal romance where I’ve reincarnated the characters from NTB and placed them in the present 200 years later. I’ll be giving away a gift card to one commenter so be sure to leave your email below!

PS: My Native American time travel, Never Surrender, is FREE until the end of September. My blue-eyed warrior will steal your heart! Grab your copies while you can - I’d love it if you could leave an online review when you finish reading. Thanks so much!

No Turning Back by Deanna Jewel

Published By: Swallowtail Productions LLC

Genre: Historical Romance

Blurb ~*~

While avenging the death of his fiancé years earlier, Nathan learns that he love can again but is he willing to chance another broken heart? Will the woman he wants also learn to love again?

Vanessa is heartbroken over recent events in her life; she’s also head strong, flaunts London aristocracy and takes on breeding horses, something unheard of in the society circles of London. She finds herself trying to put the pieces of her life back together, but can she do it alone? With a child on the way, she is forced to do just that - their future depends on her strength. Then a friend offers to help. Dare she trust a man sworn to carry out a vow taken on a death bed? She refuses to accept that his love is true when his honor of sticking to his word is also at stake.

Can Nathan survive another heartache? Join him and Vanessa as they work through the torments of their past and work together to fight for their love and a future together.

Note to readers: These characters get reincarnated in my newest novel, Whispers at Ghost Point, a contemporary romantic suspense, now available!

~*~ Buy Links ~*~

Amazon   ~  Smashwords  ~  Kobo  ~  ARe   ~ iTunes   ~   B&N

Excerpt from No Turning Back:
Afraid she would leave if he gave her the chance, he kept his leg across hers. He picked up her hand, turned it over and placed a kiss in her palm, his tongue circling on her tender flesh. Nathan heard her breath catch in her throat; a reaction he was hoping for. He continued watching her eyes, and enjoyed observing the emotions there as she watched his lips upon her palm. When she lifted her lashes to meet his gaze, she blushed again; a pink hue beneath the tan of her cheeks.

Rising onto his elbow, her lips drew his gaze and without waiting for an invitation, his mouth captured hers, his tongue slipping past her lips. A moan escaped from her throat, and Vanessa’s arms encircled his neck, bringing his chest down against her breasts. Hearing her pleasure added to the agonizing tightness in his loins. Kicking the blankets to the foot of the bed, Nathan slid his body over the length of hers without breaking the kiss, her warmth joining his through the material of her gown. Exciting him even more, her nails delicately traced lines down his back. He slid his fingers beneath her gown to slip it from her shoulder, the satiny feel of her skin begging him to touch her.

He tasted her skin and kissed a path down the side of her neck, along her bared collar bone. The muscles low in his groin contracted as her touch ignited embers deep inside of him that had lain dormant far too long. Nathan had hoped he’d hardened his feelings, buried them deep, but this woman had unknowingly found a way to caress his soul. He never thought he’d find another female who could incite such rolling passion within him, but then – Vanessa was no ordinary woman.

Listening to her moans of pleasure, feeling her body quiver at his touch, he knew he had awakened feelings she wanted left hidden, but the fire she created with him needed to be quenched. The heaviness of his arousal, coupled with the intoxicating scent of her, intensified the sensitivity of his flesh, making the movement of her hands on his back send a tremor down his spine. He ached all over for her.

As his lips seared a path across the swell of her breast, a moan again escaped her lips. When he glanced at her face, her closed eyes more than explained the pleasure she experienced with him. He slid his fingers beneath the material of her gown at her other shoulder, slipping it down to bare her breasts. He took his time, enjoying her soft skin. Leisurely tasting a rosy peak, Nathan gathered the weight of her breast in his hand. She pressed her head back into the pillow, and bit into her lower lip. Her movements brushed against his arousal and a groan slipped from his throat as he suckled her breast.

Gripping Vanessa’s waist, he rolled over, taking her with him. Her hair swept his face. He brushed it to one side, cupped her face in his hands and their eyes met; he sought another slow, amorous kiss. Her lips burned with fire, her tongue hot against his own, swirling together, making him crazy. The passion intensified his emotions.

The weight of her body atop him drove his desire to the edge. He’d make love to her right now if they didn’t slow down. With his need for her being so strong and suppressed for too long, Nathan withdrew from the kiss. Vanessa’s breath came in ragged gasps, telling him this affected her in the same way. He’d loved her for so long now and to hope for the same feelings to be returned made his heart soar.

She rested her forehead on his chest as he held her tight. “Nathan…we have to stop. I can’t do this,” she whispered and the muscles of his body tensed upon hearing her words, knowing they couldn’t go where they both wanted at the moment.

Contest #1: Are you an Anglophile who loves all things English? I know I am. I love historical romances and the authors who brought them to us so many years ago when I began reading. Who are YOUR favorite historical authors? Leave a comment and on the 28th I’ll pick one reader to win a $10 gift card. Be sure to leave your email addy and where you’d like your gift card to.

Contest #2: I’m holding a Grand Prize drawing and at the end of my blog tour, I’ll be picking four winners to receive a $25 gift card, winner’s choice. Click HERE to enter and then follow along on my blog stops to win even more. Please use the share buttons so your friends can stop over here also.



About the Author:

Deanna Jewel lives in the Pacific Northwest and has been writing since 1991. She is married to a retired captain of the fire department. He’s also owned his own businesses for 23 years. They have two Siamese cats: Zoie and Sinbad, who keep them entertained. Deanna has enjoyed reading historical romance novels for over thirty years, camping with her family, and traveling.

Her writing goal is to draw the reader into the story to experience what the characters feel, to show both the hero's and heroine's points of view, and to take the reader away from their every day stress to a place not yet visited.

Her site links:
Website http://deannajewel.com
Blog http://deannajewel.blogspot.com
FanPageFB http://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#!/group.php?gid=371589027638
FaceBook http://www.facebook.com/?ref=home#!/deanna.jewel
Twitter http://twitter.com/#!/DeannaJewel (@deannajewel)
YouTube-Deanna http://www.youtube.com/my_videos?feature=mhee
An Avid Readers Haven http://avidreadershaven.com
Pinterest: http://pinterest.com/deannajewel

Excerpt & Giveaway ~*~ Hearts and Handcuffs by Erika Reed

Comment from Erika Reed ~*~
It has been an absolute pleasure to work with four fabulous women, Hennessee Andrews, Susan Hayes, Lori King, and Laurie Roma. When I was first approached with this series I felt privileged to be asked to write Sunset with these awesome ladies. Hearts and Handcuffs has been my absolute favorite story to write of all my books. It was so refreshing to see how each of us see Sunset Point in our own eyes and the way our individual stories relate to one another. I hope our readers fall in love with Sunset Point as much as I did writing it.


Blurb ~*~

When Amber Green is offered a new job and a chance to move to a tropical paradise, she says yes and packs her bags, leaving her old life behind. Or so she thinks. . .

Millionaire Reid Sullivan is a widower who is immediately intrigued by Amber, and offers the beautiful woman a job to work for him as his live-in housekeeper after hearing she needs a place to stay.

Dante DeSoto is a hard-ass detective from Chicago whose investigation leads him to Sunset Point after the sudden death of Amber’s ex-boyfriend. Upon meeting the gentle beauty, he is convinced of Amber's innocence. Dante decides to stay on the island so that he and Reid can help protect her.


Hearts and Handcuffs Snippet
She felt as things were going to get a little confusing and complicated now that Detective DeSoto would be staying at Reid’s house. Amber already had a strong connection with Reid the first time she met him. Now that she had been introduced to Dante, she feared that her attraction to the two men may get complicated for her. How could she be attracted to two men at the same time?

Amber had heard numerous stories of the ménage relationships on Sunset Point. It wasn’t an uncommon lifestyle to lead here on the island. Maybe it was just the island that enticed her with the sudden attraction to Reid and Dante. Ever since Amber stepped foot on Sunset, she had never felt more free or happy in her entire life. There was something magical and seductive about the haven she now called home. It was like living in nirvana. And now she was going to be living under the same roof with two of the most sinful and panty-wetting men she had ever encountered.

Blog Hop #5 word Nude Beach
~*~ Come back Friday for another book and a new word ~*~

a Rafflecopter giveaway

New Release & Excerpt ~*~ Bet on Ecstasy by Stacey Kennedy

BET ON ECSTASY

Pact of Seduction, Book 3

Stacey Kennedy

Publisher: Loose Id

ISBN: 978-1-62300-462-0

Release date: September 24, 2013

Goodreads – http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/16148397-bet-on-ecstasy

BUY LINKS:
Author website - http://www.staceykennedy.com/bet-on-ecstasy/
Loose Id - http://www.loose-id.com/pact-of-seduction-3-bet-on-ecstasy.html

Book Description:
Business partners, Smith and Brock share their fortune, success, and they share their women. A healthy competitive streak built MDR Software into a multi-million-dollar enterprise, and their on-going bets continuously raise the stakes. The current proposition: an arranged ménage encounter through the sex club, Castle Dolce Vita. The prize: a sexy kitten, Kyra.

While the two wealthy, powerful men are enough to pique Kyra’s interests to fulfill the Pact of Seduction and live out her ultimate fantasy, a bet forged between the men comes with an intriguing promise. Her pleasure is now part of their wager.

Soon, Kyra fights against her desire for the men as she struggles through the complications of a ménage relationship. Of course, the men take their bets seriously and are determined to show Kyra that in this game of seduction no one loses.


Check out the first two books in this series. . . 

  

About the Author:

Stacey Kennedy is an urban fantasy lover at heart, but she also enjoys losing herself in dark and sensual worlds. She lives in southwestern Ontario with her husband, who gave her a happily-ever-after.

Together, they have two small children who can always make her smile, and who will never be allowed to read Mommy’s books. If she’s not plugging away at a new story, you’ll find her camping, curling up with the latest flick, or obsessing over Supernatural, True Blood, Lost Girl, and Sons of Anarchy.

Website - http://www.staceykennedy.com/
Facebook - http://www.facebook.com/AuthorStaceyKennedy
Facebook Fan Page - www.facebook.com/StaceyKennedyFanPage
Twitter - https://twitter.com/#!/Stacey_Kennedy
Goodreads - http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/3473046.Stacey_Kennedy


EXCERPT:
“Prick.” Smith slammed the pool cue down on the table, cursing the game that had cost him a thousand dollars. The muscles in his neck ached, as did the throb in his head from concentrating on winning for the last twenty minutes.

His business partner, Brock, laughed. The black ball spun in the corner pocket, and the white ball swept up the table to hit one of Smith’s two remaining striped balls. “Pay up,” Brock stated.

Smith scowled at the glow in Brock’s blue-gray eyes. He mentally flipped Brock off for his satisfied smirk. With a snort, Smith grabbed his wallet from his back pocket, then tossed the money onto the pool table. “You got lucky.”

“Lucky!” Brock gave a booming laugh. “It’s all skill, buddy.”

He cursed again under his breath, dropping down into the leather seat in the corner of his office. Perhaps he shouldn’t have purchased the new pool table. Then he wouldn’t have had his ass handed to him.

His secretary had thought he’d lost his mind when he asked her to place the order. Smith figured it made total sense. A game in between the long hours he worked kept him sane, which made a thought rise. “Did you go through the last stack of résumés?”

Brock nodded. “Sure did, but no one stood out.”

Smith pointed. “You’re too damn picky.” He’d seen at least four résumés that fit exactly what they were looking for to hire new employees to ease up their workload.

Brock grinned. “Perhaps.” He hesitated, then gave a halfhearted shrug. “Why change something that works.”

Even if the month-long search grated on Smith’s last nerve, he also couldn’t deny the truth behind Brock’s statement.

MDR Software had been built upon years of hard work and sweat, not only from Smith, but from Brock too. When the company had celebrated its five-year anniversary, it had grown into a million-dollar venture in Chicago. After the takeover a year later of fellow software company HighDot, located in the heart of Baltimore, MDR’s worth tripled.

Brock leaned against the pool table, his gaze glowing. “New bet?”

“You emptied my wallet, who says I want another bet?”

While Smith did have money in the bank, he didn't have any other cash on him. It had taken a good year to stop the memories of living paycheck to paycheck and pinching every penny. Though he’d grown more comfortable with money, he’d never forget when they first opened the company, he ate hotdogs for an entire month.

“Not interested in winning your cash back?” Brock asked, stretching his arms.

The sardonic look Brock delivered usually raised the stakes in their bets. A competitive streak had remained healthy between them, and not only in business. For the most part, Smith enjoyed betting on things, except when he lost. “Possibly.”

Smith laced his fingers behind his head, catching a glimpse of the Baltimore skyline out the large panoramic window. The dark night was typical. There wasn’t a day he, or Brock, didn’t put in a ten-hour shift.

Hard work made for a solid company. Yet the long hours had also been the reason why Smith had been pushing for new employees. He wanted a life, not more time in his damned office.

The telephone next to Smith rang once, and Brock’s grin became sinful. Smith’s irritation at the loss of the game morphed into a new type of heat, pooling low in his groin. He reached for the phone on the side table, then held it to his ear. “Smith.”

“Kyra Garner is here to see you,” the security man, Antonio, said. “I realize it’s late, but she said you were expecting her.”

“Send her up.” Smith placed the phone back on the base, spotting Brock’s expression shift in intensity. Smith also sensed the growing impulse to control and conquer. It’d been a long day waiting for Kyra to arrive, and now Brock’s question held a stronger appeal. “I take it she’s the bet?” At Brock’s nod, he added, “What’s the wager?”

Brock smirked. “Ecstasy.”

Smith had always understood why women flocked to Brock; his charisma, handsome features, matched with a lighthearted personality impressed the ladies. Smith witnessed the toughest businesswomen crack under the assault of that smile. “Bet on ecstasy, hmm?” He rubbed his jaw, considering the proposition. “I’m intrigued, but why that one?”

Brock lifted a lazy shoulder. “Any other bet would make us assholes.”

Smith nearly offered a bet on who Kyra would take an interest in, perhaps who she might want to date when the night concluded. It had happened before. Smith had attempted to date two of the women he’d met through ménage adventures with Brock. The last woman had become near obsessive, causing Smith to shut her down when she showed up at his office. The only thing that resulted from any relationship lately was money-hungry women who wanted a certain lifestyle he wouldn’t give them.

Even the women he dated who weren’t into ménage relationships ended up more interested in where he took them for dinner. The social circuit in Baltimore had been disappointing and hadn’t given him anything other than one-night stands.

After consideration, he dismissed the thought of his idea for the bet. Anything too emotional crossed a line neither him, nor Brock, would cross. He preferred no-strings-attached sex, but he wasn’t a coldhearted bastard. “Interesting bet. Indeed.”

Brock ran a hand through his sandy-colored messily styled hair, which amused Smith. No matter if they were surrounded by millionaires, at work, or watching Sunday-night football, his hair always remained disheveled. “Christ, she’ll reap the rewards anyway.”

From what Smith heard out in the hallway, Kyra was nearly at his office, her high heels clicking along the marble floor. “No one loses,” Smith agreed. “Well, except one of us, which will be you.”

“Dream on.” Brock jumped off the pool table as the sound of her heels against the floor drew closer. “You in?”

Smith nodded. “Double it up.”

The clicks of Kyra’s heels sounded right outside the door. One second passed of silence—far longer than he expected. He wondered if she searched for bravery. When she finally entered through the opened door, the sight of her stunned him, and his entire body came to life.

His cock hardened to steel, causing him to groan as raw primal need tensed his muscles. He experienced a pull to her that shocked the wind right out of his lungs—it was more than lust; it was raw chemistry. Kyra was beautiful.

Standing at the doorway, she offered a sweet smile that held a mysterious edge. Her green eyes were a stunning light color he’d never seen before. Her long black hair would drape beautifully over his thighs when her puffy lips pleasured him. “Hello, Kyra,” he murmured.

She strode into the office with a confidence he favored in women, chin high, gaze fixated directly on him. Once in the center of the office, she licked those lovely glossy pink lips. “Smith.” Her gaze cut to the right. “Brock.”

“Pleasure to meet you.” Brock winked, a playful smile teasing the corners of his mouth. “I mean to say, in person, and not through e-mails and texts.”

Her laughter was as lovely as the women who owned it. “Yes, exactly.”

Smith stood from the chair in the corner, gesturing to the leather couch. “Please take a seat.”

Kyra approached the couch, and her scent carried to him. Smith inhaled the mix of flowers and spice that suited her. Sweet with a slice of fire. He reveled in that combination. “Would you like a glass of wine?”

Her smile was polite. “Yes, thank you.”

Smith chuckled under his breath, unable to stop himself. An outsider would think she arrived tonight for business. Kyra looked all too proper in her rose-colored blouse and black pencil skirt, but her killer legs were anything but appropriate.

The meeting tonight had nothing to do with discussing software.

Brock closed the office door and locked it before he dropped down into the couch across from her, while Smith retrieved her wine from the small bar in the corner.

“Do tell us, Kyra, about this pact of seduction you made with your friends,” Brock said. “I must admit, I found your ad at the Castle Dolce Vita…appealing.”

A personal ad Smith and Brock had stumbled upon late one night on the Web site’s forum. Castle Dolce Vita was located out of Bowleys Quarters, a half-hour drive from Baltimore. The castle catered to everything from ménage encounters to BDSM to just about anything the mind could conjure. Smith poured her wine and corked the bottle. He turned to hear her reply in a strong voice, “It’s a silly pact between friends to live out our ultimate fantasies. Call it boredom, or maybe insanity, but that’s the gist of it. Two of my friends have already completed the pact, and so, here I am.”

Smith enjoyed the strength Kyra portrayed. Most women wouldn’t voice such thoughts so freely without a stumble in speech or mere hesitation. Impressed by her, he approached, eyeing her silky calf crossed over her knee, envisioning exactly where and how he planned to touch her.

Smith reached her, raised his attention to her face, and she bewitched him with her elegance. He offered her the wineglass. “You all joined the Castle Dolce Vita to fulfill this pact?”

She accepted the glass and as she did, he brushed his fingers over hers. Kyra’s eyes widened, breath hitched. “Yes, we all joined. It seemed like the best place to find others looking for similar ventures.”

The perfect place, Smith thought.

Though that interested him, he couldn’t take his eyes off her, more than pleased he wasn’t the only one affected by the clear heat between them. Tonight would be enjoyable for all, if her reactions were anything like she’d shown from the simple touch.

He and Brock had both been members of Castle Dolce Vita since they relocated to Baltimore. Of course, they also had visited many sex clubs around the country who catered to sexual exploration. He’d reveled in the freedom. No emotions. No needy women. He could have fun, then walk away.

While both of them had numerous relationships throughout the years, some lasting longer than others, all failed miserably. Their tastes included an active sexual appetite. Smith had never met a woman who fulfilled him enough, and none of their ménage relationships had ever worked out. The women they’d been with had thought they could handle two men, but it always turned out two was just a little too much.

“Why are you members?” Kyra asked.

Simple question. Simple answer.

Together, they weren’t only solid partners in business and excelled at their work, but with a woman between them, they shone. They’d shared their fortune, success, and enjoyed sharing their women.

Smith watched as Kyra took a sip of her wine and her eyes fluttered closed, indicating she enjoyed the taste of the wine. At six hundred dollars a bottle, Smith wasn’t surprised. He sat down in the leather chair to her left, gazing over the long lines of her shapely, silky legs.

Images of them wrapped around his waist while he drove into her could be his undoing. He forced his gaze onto her face again, which was currently turning a lovely rose color under his examination.

Smith liked the effect he had on her.

He fought to remember her question and cleared his throat. “Our business is our top priority. This tends to mean our time is limited. The castle has provided a means for us to enjoy sex without involving relationships. Also, it has the highest form of privacy.” Even he heard the cold distance in his voice and saw her eyebrows rise.

Every person who joined the castle signed a waiver swearing to keep things private and not share identities to nonmembers, and everyone went through STD and AIDS testing. Smith preferred knowing his sexual partners were clean rather than having casual sex with strangers from a nightclub, and the privacy of the castle offered a sense of freedom.

Kyra took another mouthful of her wine, then with a twinkle in her eyes, tipped the glass at him. “Understandable. Privacy is something I can appreciate too.”

Woman, you are to be appreciated, and then some.

Brock chuckled at Smith, clearly reading his thoughts. He turned to Kyra. “Tell us a little something of yourself. More than the basic details in the profile we saw when we discovered you, kitten.”

The side of her mouth arched at the nickname indicating she didn’t mind, and why would she? Smith had no doubt Brock lowered his voice to inflict a straight attack on her hormones.

“I’d prefer if we kept the small talk to minimum,” she said.

Smith leaned back in his seat. He’d never met a woman who didn’t want some type of intimate connection before they had sex. Not in any of the encounters that had been arranged through the castle, or relationships out of the castle for that matter.

He lifted his chin. “All business, then?”

She drank a larger sip of her wine before she lowered the glass. “We’re not here to get to know one another, are we? We’re here to fulfill my ménage fantasy.” Her eyebrows rose higher. “That is what we agreed to, yes?”

“All action. No talking.” Brock’s grin widened as he rubbed his jawline. “Damn, kitten, you’re my type of woman.”

While Brock seemed eager and accepting of her response, Smith wasn’t so easily swayed. Women, even if they came in different colors and shapes, were still women rich with emotions. Right now, Kyra acted more like a man, void of any emotional connection. “Are you comfortable with that arrangement, Kyra?”

Her deep swallow displayed her nerves, but she sipped her wine in haste controlling the reaction. “I prefer it.”

Smith grinned at her while she shifted uneasily in her seat. He enjoyed that he unnerved her, since her presence gave him a hefty erection. Plus, she made him far more interested than he’d ever been in any woman.

While he believed she had, in fact, lied to him with her answer, he wouldn’t speculate as to why. He also wouldn’t argue it out with her either. Her emotions belonged to her. “Fair enough.”

He paused while she drank her wine again. Once he had her fixated on him, he leaned forward, resting his arms on his elbows. “It’s important you’re aware of what’s ahead of you tonight. Before you arrived, Brock and I decided to make a bet on you, if you’re agreeable.”

Suspicion darkened her eyes as she lowered her glass onto her lap. “What sort of bet?”

“Your orgasms,” Brock declared.

A blush crept over her face, yet her expression didn’t hold any wrath at such a bet, which Smith would’ve expected. She blinked. “E-excuse me?”

Brock added, “The wager is simple: orgasms for points. Whoever gains the most points from your pleasure by the end of the night wins the money.”

Her pupils dilated, and her lips arched up into a sexy smile. “Might I ask what the value of this bet is?”

“Two thousand dollars,” Smith stated.

All the heated reaction vanished in a millisecond replaced by wide eyes, and her mouth fell open. She glanced around the office as she must’ve realized their wealth. Maybe only now she realized they didn’t just work at MDR Software, but they owned the company.

Smith had seen the reaction many times—fancy things impressed women, sparkly things even more. What he hadn’t ever seen before, once the surprise faded from her eyes, she didn’t seem at all interested in that. “Seriously, a two-thousand-dollar bet on my orgasms?”

“Yes, kitten, we’re quite serious.” Brock grinned. “Are you willing?”

Christ, Smith could only grip the armrests to stop himself from going to her, tossing her legs over his shoulders, and having himself a snack. No woman had ever made him this damn hard.

In a slow, seductive slide of her finger she traced the rim of her glass as she regarded them. “I’m agreeable to join the bet.” Her cheeks flushed a color that wreaked havoc on Smith’s cock, making it ache in need. “But I’m afraid there’s a problem.”

Smith forced his attention away from her slender finger that he hoped would make a similar move on his dick. He also ignored her pinkish cheeks that he prayed burned deeper while she writhed beneath him. “Which is?”

She hesitated, then said on a quick breath, “I don’t orgasm easily.”

Smith smiled. As if that would be a problem. But it was glaringly obvious she pretended to be a sex kitten who was, in fact, more or less, in way over her beautiful head.

He could see himself respecting a woman like Kyra.

He exchanged a look with Brock, who gave him a firm nod, indicating their thoughts ran on the same line. Smith turned to Kyra again, and he noticed how she squirmed in her seat.

Exactly how he wanted her.

Smith appreciated a confident woman who fought to be brave, and he respected the trait, yet without a certain vulnerability to her, the appeal would fade. He loved pink cheeks and a stunned speechless woman under his touch. More to the point, enjoyed when a woman unraveled in his presence. To hold such heady power fed a greedy part in his soul.

In the minutes Kyra had been in his office, she’d given him all these things.

He tilted his head, regarding the treat awaiting him on the couch. “Quite the dilemma, isn’t it?” He stood from his seat and approached her. It delighted him how she sucked in a deep breath, and how ragged it sounded from her parted lips.

Once in front of her, he took the wineglass from her hands. The stunning clarity in her eyes mesmerized him. “Sit on the desk. Do not cross your legs.”

Her eyes blazed with reservations, even as she licked her lips. “Why?”

Smith scanned over her long, beautiful neck, her silky skin stretching over her hammering pulse. “We take our bets seriously and need to know what we’re up against. It’s a lot of money to wager if it’s bound to fail.” He leaned down into her face, his cock pressed against the zipper in his slacks. “Get on the desk, Kyra.”

Excerpt & Giveaway ~*~ Point of Seduction by Lori King

Point of Seduction (Sunset Point Series Book One)

Sand…

Sea…

Love…

The triple threat flares to life in Point of Seduction.

Blurb:

Built around the premise that love can be found with multiple partners, the Island of Sunset Point has always been Gabriella Larkin’s home. She respects the open minded community, but her own past relationships have left her burned, and she can't overcome her doubts about love. Throwing herself into her clothing boutique Designs By Lark she makes it her number one focus, until she meets Austin, Michael and Kendrick.

Brothers Austin and Michael Curtis along with their best friend Kendrick McClure are new to the island, but not to the idea of ménage. A chance meeting with the gorgeous Gaby has sparks flying and the men planning on seduction. Enthralled by the intense sexual attraction between the four of them, Gaby embarks on a tumultuous and passionate relationship with the trio, but reaching the Point of Seduction will mean facing off with her past… Buy Link: http://bookstrand.com/lori-king

Adult Excerpt

“We have all the time in the world, Gaby. Just lie back and let us love you.” The words could have come from her own throat he spoke so closely to her skin, but it reassured her. She relaxed as he began to brush his mouth over hers gently, caressing her with his hands as well as his lips. Slowly she felt the burn begin to build again in her body. Trying not to focus on her self-doubts or fears of the physical impossibilities, she just let herself melt into their touch. Michael’s mouth latched onto her breasts again, starting flames of needs crackling under her skin. But when Kendrick released the knots of her bikini bottoms and slipped them away from her body, exposing her to his view again, fireworks began exploding behind her eyes.

She moaned when Kendrick spread her thighs and slid his hand up to cup her dripping pussy. He flicked his finger over her clit before easing it into her passage, and she jerked her hips toward him. In her head the shimmer of heat seemed to very nearly blind her vision when Kendrick’s tongue found her wetness. At the same moment Austin sucked her tongue into his mouth. The joint stimulation proved to be too much for her brain, and she cried out as Austin sucked at her tongue and then nipped it, and Kendrick licked a wide swatch from her anus to her clit before circling her swollen button softly.

He focused on touching and tasting her everywhere, never letting an inch go long without the caress of his tongue. When he added his fingers back to her aching passage, she exploded, arching up off of the deck and digging her fingernails into his scalp. If someone asked, she couldn’t have said whether or not she was trying to hold him there or push him away, so intense was the orgasm that rocked through her.

Drifting back to earth the first thing she realized was that all three men had backed up and were spread out around her naked and hard. They hadn’t stopped touching her, but their caresses were soothing instead of erotic, giving her time to regroup and get her brain back under control.

Her eyes sought out Kendrick’s laughing caramel-colored gaze, and she grinned at him. “Sir, I believe that tongue should be registered as a weapon. It just completely desolated my battlefield.”

Kendrick’s eyes widened, and he threw his head back to laugh. Austin both snorted, and then laughed, too, while Michael just groaned. “Good grief, you’re going to make his head swell. That’s all he needs is a bigger ego.”

Gaby was feeling more feisty now that she could think, and she dropped her eyes down to Kendrick’s swollen cock. It was about eight inches in length and thick enough she wasn’t sure her fingers would touch wrapped around it. Instantly that was what she wanted to do. “He looks plenty big to me.” She beckoned him closer and held her hand out. “Come a little closer, stud, so that I can repay the favor in kind.”

Kendrick’s grin could have melted ice, as he pushed Michael out of the way and moved to kneel next to her. Gaby rolled to her stomach and up onto her knees so that her head was in his lap. Gripping his cock in both hands, she was pleased to see that she was right about his girth. Licking him from balls to tip, she lapped at the pre-cum that beaded on the corona of his cock. His taste wasn’t bad, it was musky and salty, but not off-putting.

The hiss of air between his teeth was thanks enough when she engulfed the head of his cock into her mouth and swallowed. She couldn’t get him all the way into her throat, but then again she didn’t have a whole lot of experience with deep throating. It didn’t seem to matter to him that she was using her hands on most of his shaft, and he groaned and murmured encouragement to her while she sucked on his cock.

She felt hands caressing her ass, and then a head between her thighs. The feeling of hair against her skin told her that it was Austin now taking up residence at her pussy entrance, and she clenched as his fingers and tongue picked up where Kendrick left off.

Kendrick’s pussy eating skills were exploratory and delicate, but Austin delved in with purpose. He clearly had every intention of fulfilling her desire for multiple orgasms as he thrust his tongue into her passage and then replaced it with his fingers a moment later. He sucked on her clit and then nipped it lightly before running his tongue around it in tiny circles.

The orgasm took her by surprise, and she dropped Kendrick’s cock with a loud cry while moisture exploded from her pussy all over Austin’s dancing tongue. When she was able to open her eyes, she looked down between her legs at Austin’s smug smile and giggled. He had cum glistening on his lips, and his eyes were more blue than gray now with his desire. He looked hot as hell.

“Okay, now will someone fuck me please?” she said in a petulant tone that got her a sharp smack on her ass.

Buy the first book in the Sunset Point Series at: http://bookstrand.com/point-of-seduction

Or get a special price and buy all five books! http://www.bookstrand.com/sunset_promo

Cross Point by Laurie Roma

Hearts and Handcuffs by Erika Reed

Tattoos and Cupcakes by Hennessee Andrews

Breaking Point by Susan Hayes

Lori’s Bio:

Lori King is an everyday woman, born and raised right smack in the middle of the country in the ever-conservative state of Kansas. She juggles three sons, a husband, a dog, a turtle, and way too many extra-curricular activities to mention.

Writing is a way of stepping outside of the real world, and embracing something new and different for her. A hopeless romantic, she spends her days dreaming up Alpha men, and her nights telling their stories while always looking for the happily ever after. Find out more about her current projects at http://www.lorikingbooks.wordpress.com/ or follow her on Facebook: www.facebook.com/LoriKingBooks  or Twitter: https://twitter.com/LoriKingBooks.

Blog Hop #2 word Skinny Dipping
~*~ Come back tomorrow for another book and a new word ~*~

a Rafflecopter giveaway