Excerpt ~*~ Exposing Ellen by Skylar Kade

Exposing Ellen by Skylar Kade

BLURB

Ellen Porter is a stranger to the single life--as much a stranger as she is to facing her same-sex desires. The recent divorcee, desperate to prove that her attraction to women is just a phase, enlists the help of Madame Eve for one night of “getting it out of her system.”

Aimee Tran has had enough of the Los Angeles bar-hopping scene. In pursuit of a genuine romantic connection, she discovers Madame Eve and decides that maybe, just maybe, a one-night stand will tide her over until she finds The One.

Neither woman expects lust to burn down their preconceived notions—or to crave more than one desperate tryst.

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EXCERPT

“I....” She shook her head, terrified of the eagerness building inside her. “I have no idea what I’m doing,” she eventually whispered. “I’m sorry. Contacting 1NightStand was a bad idea, not fair to you at all.” Paolo might have been right. Her broken marriage was her fault.

She moved out of the balcony doorway but gentle fingers settled on her shoulders. “Not so fast, hon.” Aimee’s voice pitched low. “It’s not like I know what I’m doing either. I’ve never called up Madame Eve before.”

Ellen stared out over the ocean, where her date’s beauty didn’t distract her and she didn’t have to see the condemnation in Aimee’s eyes. “It’s more than being new to a dating service.” She paused and swallowed around her embarrassment. Neither in her mother’s house nor her husband’s had she been encouraged to talk about intimate issues. She hadn’t even heard certain anatomical euphemisms spoken out loud until her husband’s mistress ended up in their bed. Still, she forged on—Aimee deserved an explanation. “I’ve only been with a woman once, kind of. You obviously know what you’re doing and it’s not fair to you to be stuck for a night with someone who—”

Aimee spun her around, pulled her close, and twisted her fingers through Ellen’s hair. “Am I imagining your arousal?”

Oh, Lord. Her lips parted. The other woman stood so near. Her tongue flicked across Ellen’s lips and she bit off a moan. “I—”

Aimee pressed closer until their breasts squished together. One of her legs slid between Ellen’s. “Am I imagining your little gasps of pleasure? Of desire?” She bit Ellen’s earlobe. “If I am, tell me to leave. Because, honey, right now your inexperience is turning me on.”

AUTHOR BIO

Skylar Kade, self-avowed hedonist and princess extraordinaire, started her writing career after throwing aside yet another romance she could not bring herself to finish. The run-on sentences! The purple prose! Oh, the horror of it was just too much. So she sat down to write her own tale. Her favorite part about writing is the extensive research.

She currently resides in sunny southern California, alternately cursing the polluted air and adoring the weather. Skylar spends her time asking the cabana boys to bring her more mimosas and feed her strawberries while she dreams up her next naughty adventure.

She blogs at the SkylarVerse and with the Nine Naughty Novelists.

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Excerpt ~*~ Miss Redmond's Deception by Sandra Cox

Miss Redmond's Deception by Sandra Cox

Blurb: 

When Captain Richard Greyston encounters three figures in a graveyard, he takes them for a spectral visitation until he realizes it is two young ladies—in their nightgowns, no less—and their spinsterish companion. A spinster with slender limbs and an enchantingly velvety voice.

Pembra doesn’t care a whit for the captain’s opinion of her, even after circumstances force them into a sham betrothal. But when a gypsy warns her that his life hangs in the balance, she begins to realize that her heart is not so uninvolved as she might like to pretend.

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Excerpt: “Where’s everyone going?”  she muttered. Her curiosity aroused, Pembra slipped out the door behind her sisters, keeping the spectral white nightgowns in sight as she stayed in the shadows. Her heart gave a hard ka-thump at the nearby screech of an owl. Ignoring it, she kept going. 

What are they up to? Pembra watched Sabrina follow Emma, who followed Betsy.

The maid turned off the path into the small graveyard located behind the rectory. She forgot to watch Betsy as she stared in astonishment at Emma sinking behind a large tombstone, like a specter sinking into the grave, while Sabrina crept up behind her.

Pembra tiptoed closer until she heard subdued voices. She braced her hands against the rough bark of an oak. Hidden, she leaned forward to hear.

 “Emma what are you doing here?” Sabrina demanded.

Emma clamped a hand over her own mouth, muffling her shriek. “What are you doing here?” she hissed back.

“Following you.”

“Gosh, you scared me.” Emma pulled Sabrina down beside her.

“At the risk of being repetitive, what are you doing here?”

“Following Betsy. You’ll never believe it, but she’s out there with Adolphus Webster.”

 “The rector’s son?” Sabrina gasped in shock. “Surely you’re mistaken. That platter-faced prig wouldn’t have the nerve to meet anyone.”

 “Oh, no? Well just take a look at that. Meeting is hardly the word for what’s going on.” Emma giggled.

“Oh my.” Sabrina clapped her hand over Emma’s eyes while peeking over the top of the tombstone.

“Hey, move your hand.” Emma wiggled trying to dislodge her disobliging sister’s fingers.

“You are much too young to witness such disreputable behavior,” her sibling scolded.

“Yes, and you are so much more worldly,” Emma grumbled, as she pried away Sabrina’s fingers.

 “Well, I’m worldly enough to know if Pembra finds out about this, its curtains for Betsy,” Sabrina replied, indignant.

The girls—so awake to the carnal pursuits under the maple tree—were paying not the least attention to their immediate surroundings.

Pembra stepped out from her hiding place. “If Pembra finds out about what?”

“Eeekk.” Both girls screeched and jumped up in fright.

~*~

It was unfortunate indeed that Captain the Honorable Richard Greyston, late of the Household Brigade,  grandson and only heir of the fifth Earl of Meade, had taken a wrong turn and was cantering by on his temperamental stallion, when the girls rose shrieking from behind the tombstone.

 “Bloody hell,” floated on the clear night air as Greyston fought to get his mount under control, not quite believing what he was seeing as three ghostly apparitions stared at him from behind an ancient funerary marker.

When his mount Doondiah was quieted down, Greyston unobtrusively drew a pistol from an inside pocket of his great coat.  Nudging the stallion with his knees, he approached cautiously. Though, damned if he knew what good a pistol would be against a ghost, much less three.

Greyston gave a snort of disgust as he drew nearer and saw that his ghostly apparitions were only girls, at least the two clutching each other were. The third was definitely an old maid wearing a ridiculous mobcap, pulled down nearly to her thick spectacles, and a night rail that had enough material in it to serve as an army tent.

 “You damn fool,” he told his horse succinctly.

“That will be enough of that language in front of innocent young females, sir,” the old maid snapped, stepping forward.

Spoken like a true spinster.  He sighed inwardly. But ye gods, the voice. Velvety as night. Low and smoky as sin. A nightingale sound that conjured up forbidden delights. If his mistress had a voice like that he’d never leave her side. A lot could be forgiven resonance like that even if it came from a dried up old spinster.

He moderated his cutting rejoinder to a mild, “Madam, what are you doing out here?”

BIO: Multi-published author Sandra Cox writes Crossover YA, YA Fantasy, Paranormal Romance, Time Travel Romance and Metaphysical Nonfiction. She lives in sunny North Carolina with her husband, a brood of critters and an occasional foster cat. Although shopping is high on the list, her greatest pleasure is sitting on her porch, listening to the birds, sipping coffee and enjoying a good book. She's a vegetarian and has a yellow belt in Muay Thai.

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http://www.sandracox.blogspot.com

Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/Sandra_Cox

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/SandraCox.Author

Guest Post & Giveaway ~*~ Out of the Night: Book One by Joelle Casteel

I am really excited to have Joelle Casteel joining us today! 

Take a peek at her excerpt, Guest Post about the twins and leave her a comment or two :-)

Adan and Ailin, the Twins

It's day 14 on my blog tour for the re-release of "Out of the Night: Book One" of my Vala's Story serial. Please visit this page if you want to catch up on missed posts. Thank you, Stacey, for hosting me.

Excerpt from "Out of the Night: Book One" 

Copyright Joelle Casteel 2007-2014

"Adan and Ailin, step forward."

A male and a female walked hand in hand around the couch to The Queen's left. While not identical, their similar hair style lulled Vala into thinking them identical. Their hair, a lot like her hair, fell in long, red spiral curls that flowed to below their butts. Freckles across their cheeks and noses highlighted their fresh cream complexion. Vala guessed them about five and a half feet tall. They bent to one knee in unison in front of him, two melodious voices raised to say, "My Queen."

"This is Adan and Ailin. They have been my slaves for seven months. I got them as a package deal, which is the way they try to remain as you can see. They had been serving this obnoxious Dom for a few weeks when he got it into his perverted head to make them have sex with each other at a private party. Simon and I saw him issue the order. Before he had the chance to force them to comply Simon and I took their hands and led them out of there. Thankfully, there were no repercussions for them or me. All who witnessed the order were disgusted. That guy does not go to parties around here anymore. After I swore I would never try to make them have sex they agreed to become part of my stable."

"And we thank you again for saving us from that icky guy, my Queen." Adan wrinkled her nose.

"And we thank you for dealing with our weirdness, my Queen." Ailin grinned at Adan.

"You are both welcome. And you are not weird, just special."

Did I need to specifically say the twins are dressed :D? Really I don't think Vala would be noticing what every single slave is wearing as she's being introduced to them. But in comments from one reader, I got this laundry list of questions and assumptions because he couldn't imagine that things with the twins would work just like The Queen's other slaves. I didn't realize that I hadn't done enough to set the twins apart from any taboo, at least for this one reader. And beyond their state of dress, do I talk about them watching each other have sex, engage in BDSM activities?

Now I've read erotica/erotic romance where the author actively experimented with the incest taboo; that's not what I was doing with my twins; however I didn't realize I hadn't dealt enough with the taboo of siblings. Adan and Ailin have different doms. Also they are not shown (in "Out of the Night: Book One") naked, engaging in sexual or overt BDSM activity. Yes, they kneel in front of The Queen; they aren't being flogged, spanked etc. In a way, I feel bad putting this out there already; I don't know why that guy even had those thoughts, just reading "Night." To me, the fact that The Queen swore he wouldn't order them to have sexual intercourse with each other was enough. But I beg you to withhold judgment just yet- see where I go in the serials and don't let one little thing derail you. :)

To continue with the guy's comments, his assumption was that their training would be different from what The Queen normally does, that they wouldn't wear the same training uniform his slaves normally do (a 3.5 inch posture collar, a leather chest harness, and a black thong). Now it might be that I live in a clothing optional household. It might be that I'm incredibly comfortable in my own body so the idea of either of my siblings seeing me naked doesn't take me aback. Or it might be the sex work or orgies I've been part of in the past. I didn't see the twins would have a problem with seeing each other in the uniform. So yes, maybe having a brother and sister in the same BDSM stable will make some people go "ewwwww." I can't find myself feeling a lot of sympathy for such.

Another piece of my confusion about his response to the twins is that they're only fourth class slaves. Not that they're less than human, or less important as humans. But in The Queen's stable, the flow of the hierarchy of authority, they are less than higher class slaves. I didn't understand the reader focusing on them because they aren't that important. And I checked this morning- other than being introduced in "Out of the Night: Book One," they don't figure much in that book. Remember, I'm writing a series here.

"Out of the Night: Book One" blurb

Restless and world-weary, Mearr isn't about to admit she needs anyone's help, even this gorgeous man who has taken her into his home. Well one of his homes and part of this huge family she's heard about but not met all of. She's young, looks young, and knows it but at least she's legal now so she can pick a new name to go with her new life...

The Queen knows he wants Mearr bad, ever since the first time he saw her in the window of the coffeehouse. He has his plan, but even a Dominant's plans don't always survive the unpredictability of the future. He struggles to figure out this temperamental woman he's brought home, how best to help her. Then he takes her to his mansion...

They wait patiently for The Queen to bring Mearr home. Well to the home they've been redecorating for Him and for the hopes that she'll become part of their family and be trained to please Him. Simon and Tommy have seen her, of course, being The Queen's right and left hands; they say she'll be a perfect addition...

Please come along with Joelle on this journey, shared with the readers in serial fashion. A multitude of "Happily-ever-afters" are waiting with the completion of book 9.

Author's Note: This novel is meant for open-minded adults. Activities described include a wide range of BDSM and sexual activities, some of which are male/male, male/female, consensual slavery, oral/anal/vaginal intercourse, bondage. The story also covers some sensitive topics in characters' backstories, such as drug abuse.

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As they become available, please check on the "MyBooks" page for links to buy on Allromanceebooks.com, if you'd prefer not to buy at Smashwords.

Joelle's Bio:

Joelle Casteel has been writing for as long as she can remember. Explicit, graphic, her writing isn't for minors or the easily offended. Once upon a time, she preferred to write on a PC, sitting on a stool- there were those who told her she looked like Tori Amos playing the piano. She's still trying to get the hang of writing in an arm chair instead, normally with a heavy dog's head resting on her feet, whether she wants that or not. With BDSM gaining a broader audience with various books- which she will not name because she can't stand them- she feels it's past time to put out her impression of what BDSM can look like in reality.

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Review & Giveaway ~*~ Stuck in Between by Blakely Bennett

Jacqs is a twenty-eight year old woman caught up in an on again, off again relationship with Bond, who is her best friend and the one who causes her the most heartache. She succumbs, yet again, to his powerful charisma, but vows not make it into more than it is, a great night of sex.

Bond, too sexy for his own good, wants Jacqs for himself as he “dates” his way through the female population of South Florida. He selfishly doesn’t see the conflict of interest.

Red, Bond’s best friend, has watched Bond take Jacqs for granted for way too long and soon stakes his own claim on her.

Will Red and Jacqs budding relationship pull apart their tight-knit group of friends and will Jacqs survive being Stuck in Between.

Buy Links ~ 

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Chapter One:
http://www.scribd.com/doc/212493611/Stuck-in-Between-Chapter-Two

Stuck in Between - Chapter Two

Review ~
Blakely Bennett is another new to me author that I'm glad I found.  While Stuck in Between sounds like it might be a tough read, it was an absolutely amazing story of love.

Jacqs, Red and Bond are intriguing characters that will each tug at your heart strings as well as make  you want to through your reading device across the room.  They really took me on a roller coaster ride as they each struggled with new and old feelings of desire and love as well as past hurts that made them who they are.

I know some of you don't like stories with cheating in them.  And this one might be touchy.  I don't consider there to be cheating in this one as everything is up front for the characters. While they may get emotional over the issues, it's not a hidden secret.

I did really enjoy how Blakely Bennett was able to give us a possible menage relationship with three characters who hadn't really considered it before.  These characters have a lot to deal with and they may end up hurting each other more than helping, but they are willing to give it a try.  I loved the common sense approach to this new relationship and really hope to read more about Jacqs, Red & Bond in the near future.

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Author Bio:

Blakely Bennett grew up in Southeast Florida and has been residing in the great Northwest for over eight years. She graduated from Nova Southeastern University with a degree in psychology, which accounts for her particular interest in crafting the personalities, struggles, and motivations of her characters. She is an avid reader of many genres of fiction, but especially erotica and romance. Writing has always been her bliss. She is attracted to stories of self-struggle and ultimate recovery.

Blakely is married to a wonderful, loving and supportive husband, also a writer, who helps to keep her grounded. She is a mother, a communitarian, a lover of music (always on while she is writing—thank you, Pandora), and a good friend. An advocate of love and female empowerment, she is a facilitator for a women’s group. She loves to walk and hike for exercise and finds that, since moving to Seattle, WA, she is now one of those “crazy” people who walk in the rain.

Stuck In Between (erotic romance) is her 5th novel. She is also the author of the dark erotic suspense, My Body Trilogy (My Body-His, My Body-His (Marcello) & My Body-Mine) and co-authored the contemporary romance, The Demarcation of Jack with her husband, Dana Bennett.

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