Naughty Nights Blog Hop Day 2~Contests giveaways

Naughty Nights Blog Hop

 

Happy first anniversary to Naughty Nights Press and today I am giving you a teaser into my latest story, released June 19th in both e-book and in print, in the Hot Summer Fun anthology.

First the prize giveaway information:

NNP are giving away 13 prizes, comprising of a Grand Prize 1 x Kindle Touch plus 2 ebooks from our Amazon back-list. We are also giving away 12 Second place prizes of a randomly chosen ebook from our Amazon back-list. Go to their blog to enter to win these awesome prizes.http://naughtynightspress.blogspot.com/

From myself-I am giving away a e-copy of one of my backlisted titles, including my newest release in the Hot Summer Fun anthology.All you need to do to enter my contest is to comment on my blog posts for the hop and you are entered. 🙂 See easy peasy.

A Summer Night Fling by Raine Delight

Found in Hot Summer Fun anthology

Contemporary Paranormal Gay (M/M) Short Story

In conjunction with It’s Raining Men Blog/Website

Buy at:

All Romance E-Bookstore:http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-hotsummerfun-835918-145.html

Amazon Kindle:http://www.amazon.com/Hot-Summer-Fun-ebook/dp/B008CQ8NZ8/ref=sr_1_8?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1340566566&sr=1-8&keywords=Raine+Delight

Smashwords:http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/173649 

Print at Amazon:http://www.amazon.com/Hot-Summer-Fun-Sara-York/dp/1477678697/ref=sr_1_9?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1340566566&sr=1-9&keywords=Raine+Delight 

Best Seller and in top anthologies at ARe

Check out the book trailer for A Summer Night Fling at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AxnlmfG6DjA

A Summer Night Fling by Raine Delight– Cal Larson wasn’t expecting to find a hot sexy man stuck in a tree as he took his morning walk in the woods. When he meets Alex, sparks fly and these two will find that love is waiting to claim them. Except Alex has a secret…one that may bring danger to Cal’s doorstep. Can Cal find it in his heart to accept Alex and let this summer fling turn into something much more?

Teaser PG Excerpt:

After that fateful day,Calhad gotten drunk each night and tried to drown his sorrows with a new boy toy but it was wearing thin on him. He knew he needed to stop but he didn’t know what to do. Time was said to heal the heart but his heart still hurt from the cavalier way Malcolm left, the way he threw him away for a twenty-four year old college student. IfCal didn’t know better, he would have thought his ex was going through a mid-life crisis at thirty-three.

Shaking his head, he strolled through his house, dumping the alcohol down the drain, determined to get on with his life again. His friends had tried to be there for him but Cal knew he had to mend a few fences since he had basically ignored everyone who loved him and wallowed in his heartbreak. Taking a sabbatical from his job as a paranormal rights lawyer gave him time to figure things out but the office kept calling, asking when he was coming back to work. He needed to get his head and heart back in sync and soon or else all that he’d worked for could be out the door. His employer would only understand for so long.

He glanced up from his task and watched the sunshine gleam off the grass and after the last bottle was down the drain, threw the glass in the recycling bucket. Washing up at he kitchen sink, he mused at how his so-called perfect life had gone to hell in a matter of minutes.

“Cal, you need to get a life. Most, if not all, people have experienced a broken heart. It’s time to get back on the horse, man, and stop trying to pickle your liver in liquor and mindless sex at every turn,” Cal muttered to himself as he stood watching the scene outside. Birds flew above, a light wind stirred the tree branches and frankly, he was tired of feeling sorry for himself. “Shit, I am done with this crap.” He stomped out of the room, grabbed a light jacket, and decided to go for a walk. He always felt at peace there for some reason.

As he entered the forest, he pondered what to do and how, if he could, to change the direction he was going. Calknew if he didn’t get off this crazy train he was going to either get some disease, get mugged or worse yet, murdered in some alleyway. He was so lost in thought as he wandered, he didn’t feel the sunshine beating down on him, the way the birds flew above and around him or the way the wind made the leaves rustle. So he was quite surprised to hear someone call to him.

“Hey, you…yes, you.”

Calpeered through the trees but didn’t see anyone. Shaking his head, he grumbled, “Must be dreaming. Got to be the wind or something.” He had only gone a few more feet when that damned voice hit him again.

“HEY!”

Calstopped, looked around, and rubbed his head as he muttered, “I must be going fucking crazy.”

“Actually, you are not losing your mind, buddy.”

Calturned around so fast, he almost fell on his ass. “What the fuck?”

“I would but hey, I’m kind of in a pickle here.” The voice held a thread of amusement.

Calwondered if someone wasn’t playing a joke on him. A joke he didn’t really appreciate at all. He didn’t spy anyone around until he looked up. There in the tree was a man clinging to the branch like it was his life vest. He was about forty feet up in the air and Cal could barely make out the other guy’s features except he was very naked. Cal’s jaw dropped in disbelief and he shook his head. What idiot in their right mind would climb a tree—naked at that?

“What in all that is holy are you doing in a tree…naked?” Calsnapped.

“Well, I am not hanging around becoming a bird perch if you want to know. My name is Alex. What is yours?”

“Cal. Can I ask why you’re in a tree on my property?”

The guy glanced around, looking embarrassed. “Um, well, the CliffsNotes version is, I, um, got chased and now I cannot get myself down.” He cleared his throat and continued, “I am afraid of heights so for the last day I have been stuck up here, hoping a storm or a strong wind wouldn’t knock me off. Can you help me, please?”

Calstarted to chuckle. This was too funny to be true. Laughing softly, he looked up at Alex and drawled, “If I climb up there, can you follow me down?”

Alex nodded his head. “Sure. Well, I think I can. I never tried to climb down a tree naked before.”

Calwalked over to the tree and yelled up to Alex, “Just be ready to follow me down. I am coming up so hang tight.” Climbing up,Calwas surprised to see how handsome Alex was as he got a closer look at the man. His eyes were like emeralds, a green so deep;Calfelt he could drown in them. His body was sculpted, lean and full of muscle. Hell, he could bounce a quarter off Alex’s abs alone.Caltried to stomp down the bolt of lust that went through him as he glanced over the naked man. Get a gripCal, you are here to help him, not jump his bones.

Clearing his throat softly, he planted his foot on the tree limb and looked at Alex. “Okay, I need you to relax. In a matter of minutes you will be on solid ground. Now, let go of the tree branch and get ready to follow me. I will go slowly and if you need to stop or feel like you are going to fall, just holler.”

Alex nodded, his throat moving as he swallowed nervously. He slowly moved himself down the tree, keeping an eye on Alex. The guy’s naked ass above him had him semi-hard in just seconds. Calsneaked a peek at Alex’s cock and almost moaned at how long and gorgeous it looked. It would probably fit just right in his hand. He blushed, glad that Alex couldn’t see him staring. It felt like he was back in high school, checking out the guys he had crushes on.

With each step they made, Caltalked about his plans for remodeling his house and even sang his favorite country song, off-key of course, to keep the young man relaxed. With a deep breath he jumped down the last few feet and looked up.

“Okay Alex, you are doing great. Just a few more feet and you will be on the ground.”

Before he could even move a step, he heard Alex shout something and fall the last five feet, to land on top of Cal with a grunt, knocking them both to the ground.Cal’s ears were ringing and he had a hard time catching his breath. The young man on top of him was pure muscle and though he enjoyed the feeling of the naked body on top of his, he needed to breathe before he passed out.

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Naughty Nights Press Blog Hop Day 1-Win prizes

Naughty Nights Blog Hop

Thanks to Naughty Nights Press for letting me celebrate their first anniversary.

First up let me get the prizes that are being given away-

From NNP- giving away 13 prizes, comprising of a Grand Prize 1 x Kindle Touch plus 2 ebooks from our Amazon back-list. We are also giving away 12 Second place prizes of a randomly chosen ebook from our Amazon back-list.

From myself-one e-book from my backlist (Five books in Devon Falls series-paranormal M/F; Fantasies Unbound-paranormal M/F or Hot Summer Fun Anthology-M/M).Please comment to be entered on my posts during the hop-June 29th to July 1st for my prize giveaway.

To enter NNP’s contest, http://naughtynightspress.blogspot.com/?zx=1366328f80ecd0d9 you need to go to their blog to enter for their prize giveaways.

Now onto my fun post today:

Why I love men in kilts and accents…

Thanks to Naughty Nights Press for letting me celebrate with them today & for letting me ramble around, dish on why men in kilts and accents are so much hotter and tell you about a sexy short story that was just released.

I can’t believe I am here *dances around* and they gave me free reign? Wow awfully trusting of them. *laughs wickedly* So where do I start? Oh I know…*stands up and taps the microphone*

My name is Raine and I am a lover of men in kilts and sexy accents. *sighs happily as people clap and yell ‘Hi Raine’.

Wait-this ISN’T the Kilt and accent support group? *facepalm* well I guess your stuck with me as I go over my love for men in kilts.

I think it started when I saw Liam Neeson in Rob Roy, all wet and yummy looking coming out of the lake in one scene naked as he wrapped his plaid around him. *fans face* Oh my god…that was the moment I fell in love with men in kilts and made it my mission to see as many movies with this guy as I can just to hear his sexy accent and if he is in a kilt, well so much better.

My darling honey tells me I have a fetish. One that involves quite a few guys wearing next to nothing and in a kilt with of course, nothing under it. *grins* I mean come on…who has not drooled over Gerard Butler, Liam Neeson, and others in a kilt, bare chested-looking all sexy as all get out???!!! *fans face* Hey and if they have that sexy accent as well, the brogue that makes me all weak in the knees then so much better though I can look and not worry about accents too. *grins happily*

Yes I freely admit I love Scottish, Irish or English blokes. Something about their accents makes me weak in the knees and more. *giggles* My SO seems to think it means I am going to have a mid-life crisis and run off to the highlands of Scotland but alas I hate flying and heights, have no passport and frankly did you see the cost of a one way trip to those places? Ack…talk about sticker shock.

So in the meantime, I am ogling these beauties and dreaming plot bunnies as my muse decides what story they would be perfect for. I just like looking….and dreaming of doing such naughty things to them. *grins wickedly* so if you love kilts, accents and hot smexy men well please drop by and we can chat on who is sexier. *giggles*

Raine Delight loves to be pampered by her harem of men that exist solely for her pleasure. Wait…..that was in a movie she saw. Hey, she can dream. J Raine loves to fight with her muse, attack her manuscripts and find a way to silence the many voices in her head. Inspiration hits at odd times and for Raine, a blank word document page gives her many possibilities on story ideas.  Living with her two kids, a significant other who supports her every move in writing and doesn’t seem to mind she gets up at 2 am to type away on the computer. With a love for Johnny Depp, movies and 80’s hair bands, Raine finds a way to bring all her chaotic thoughts into a story that tells her readers about love and romance.

My links:

Website: http://authorrainedelight.com

Raine’s Blog: https://authorrainedelight.wordpress.com

Author/Reader Loop: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Author_Raine_Delight

Facebook: www.facebook.com/AuthorRaine-Delight

Secret Cravings Publishing: www.secretcravingspublishing.com

Haunting Magic book Trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y8G5qDzyllY

Red Hot Magic Book Trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=sLZcr8ubIr8

A Summer Night Fling Book Trailer: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AxnlmfG6DjA

Book Spotlight~ Flesh Spills & Secret Thrills by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse

Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse

House of Erotica brings you a collection of sexy rubenesque short stories, sensually written by Victoria Blisse and Lucy Felthouse. This range of exciting stories will leave you desperately wanting to read on…

Stories include:-

Flesh Spills and Secret Thrills

When Lorella’s boyfriend Chris suggests that she’d look sexy in a corset, she finds the mere thought hilarious. A big girl like her would look ridiculous in such a thing! But as she’s always up for trying something new, she hits the online shops. When her new corset arrives, Lorella can’t wait to try it on and see how she looks, ready to surprise Chris when he gets home. But when she does, she gets a thrilling surprise of her own.

Miri on the Wall

Callum’s a prolific artist, with many beautiful models on his books. But there’s only one that stands out for him – Miri. He’s never had the courage to do anything about his feelings, though. When a client commissions a nude painting of a rubenesque woman, Callum has a dilemma. Miri is the only suitable model – but will she agree to the project? And how will Callum cope with the object of his love and lust being completely naked in front of him?

Carnal Praise

The Bishop is visiting and Caroline is practising her solo when her husband stops accompanying her on the piano and initiates a far more carnal kind of praise.

Down Amongst the Daffodils

Rachel bumps into an old crush from school, Stephen, who’s now a gardener at a local park. They get down and dirty in the grass beside the bright yellow daffodils.

Available from:

Amazon UK
Amazon US
All Romance eBooks
Barnes & Noble
1PlaceforRomance.com
iBooks

*****

More about the authors:

Victoria Blisse: http://www.victoriablisse.co.uk

Lucy Felthouse: http://lucyfelthouse.co.uk

Celebrating my new release-Hot Summer Fun anthology with a never before scene

Ok as y’all know 8grins* I had a release last week in the Hot Summer Fun anthology. My story is about a man who went through a bad break up and finds a new lover is right above him *smiles*. A Summer Night Fling is my first Paranormal M/M short story and was inspired, in part, by Joe Manganiello of True Blood.

Here is a new scene from A Summer Night Fling, where Cal and Alex meet for the first time and I hope you enjoy my boys. I plan to write a longer book for them as well as a Valentine story for the next anthology in February 2013.

Hot Summer Fun Anthology-‘A Summer Night Fling’ by Raine Delight

It’s Raining Men Blog/Website
Paranormal, Contemporary M/M
Buy at:




Best Seller and in top anthologies at All Romance E-Bookstore

Check out the book trailer for A Summer Night Fling at http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=AxnlmfG6DjA

A Summer Night Fling by Raine Delight– Cal Larson wasn’t expecting to find a hot sexy man stuck in a tree as he took his morning walk in the woods. When he meets Alex, sparks fly and these two will find that love is waiting to claim them. Except Alex has a secret…one that may bring danger to Cal’s doorstep. Can Cal find it in his heart to accept Alex and let this summer fling turn into something much more?

Teaser PG Excerpt:

After that fateful day, Cal had gotten drunk each night and tried to drown his sorrows

with a new boy toy but it was wearing thin on him. He knew he needed to stop but he didn’t

know what to do. Time was said to heal the heart but his heart still hurt from the cavalier way

Malcolm left, the way he threw him away for a twenty-four year old college student. If Cal

didn’t know better, he would have thought his ex was going through a mid-life crisis at thirty-three.
Shaking his head, he strolled through his house, dumping the alcohol down the drain,

determined to get on with his life again. His friends had tried to be there for him but Cal

knew he had to mend a few fences since he had basically ignored everyone who loved him

and wallowed in his heartbreak. Taking a sabbatical from his job as a paranormal rights

lawyer gave him time to figure things out but the office kept calling, asking when he was

coming back to work. He needed to get his head and heart back in sync and soon or else all

that he’d worked for could be out the door. His employer would only be understanding for so

long.

He glanced up from his task and watched the sunshine gleam off the grass and after the last bottle was down the drain, threw the glass in the recycling bucket. Washing up at he kitchen sink, he mused at how his so-called perfect life had gone to hell in a matter of minutes.
“Cal, you need to get a life. Most, if not all, people have experienced a broken heart. It’s time to get back on the horse, man, and stop trying to pickle your liver in liquor and mindless sex at every turn,” Cal muttered to himself as he stood watching the scene outside. Birds flew above, a light wind stirred the tree branches and frankly, he was tired of feeling sorry for himself. “Shit, I am done with this crap.” He stomped out of the room, grabbed a light jacket, and decided to go for a walk. He always felt at peace there for some reason.

As he entered the forest, he pondered what to do and how, if he could, to change the direction he was going. Cal knew if he didn’t get off this crazy train he was going to either get some disease, get mugged or worse yet, murdered in some alleyway. He was so lost in thought as he wandered, he didn’t feel the sunshine beating down on him, the way the birds flew above and around him or the way the wind made the leaves rustle. So he was quite surprised to hear someone call to him.

“Hey, you…yes, you.”

Cal peered through the trees but didn’t see anyone. Shaking his head, he grumbled, “Must be dreaming. Got to be the wind or something.” He had only gone a few more feet when that damned voice hit him again.

“HEY!”

Cal stopped, looked around, and rubbed his head as he muttered, “I must be going fucking crazy.”

“Actually, you are not losing your mind, buddy.”

Cal turned around so fast, he almost fell on his ass. “What the fuck?”
“I would but hey, I’m kind of in a pickle here.” The voice held a thread of amusement.

Cal wondered if someone wasn’t playing a joke on him. A joke he didn’t really appreciate at all. He didn’t spy anyone around until he looked up. There in the tree was a man clinging to the branch like it was his life vest. He was about forty feet up in the air and Cal could barely make out the other guy’s features except he was very naked. Cal’s jaw dropped in disbelief and he shook his head. What idiot in their right mind would climb a tree—naked at that?

“What in all that is holy are you doing in a tree…naked?” Cal snapped.

“Well, I am not hanging around becoming a bird perch if you want to know. My name is Alex. What is yours?”

“Cal. Can I ask why you’re in a tree on my property?”

The guy glanced around, looking embarrassed. “Um, well, the CliffsNotes version is, I, um, got chased and now I cannot get myself down.” He cleared his throat and continued, “I am afraid of heights so for the last day I have been stuck up here, hoping a storm or a strong wind wouldn’t knock me off. Can you help me, please?”

Cal started to chuckle. This was too funny to be true. Laughing softly, he looked up at Alex and drawled, “If I climb up there, can you follow me down?”
Alex nodded his head. “Sure. Well, I think I can. I never tried to climb down a tree naked before.”
Cal walked over to the tree and yelled up to Alex, “Just be ready to follow me down. I am coming up so hang tight.” Climbing up, Cal was surprised to see how handsome Alex was as he got a closer look at the man. His eyes were like emeralds, a green so deep; Cal felt he could drown in them. His body was sculpted, lean and full of muscle. Hell, he could bounce a quarter off Alex’s abs alone. Cal tried to stomp down the bolt of lust that went through him as he glanced over the naked man. Get a grip Cal, you are here to help him, not jump his bones.

Clearing his throat softly, he planted his foot on the tree limb and looked at Alex. “Okay, I need you to relax. In a matter of minutes you will be on solid ground. Now, let go of the tree branch and get ready to follow me. I will go slowly and if you need to stop or feel like you are going to fall, just holler.”

Alex nodded, his throat moving as he swallowed nervously. He slowly moved himself down the tree, keeping an eye on Alex. The guy’s naked ass above him had him semi-hard in just seconds. Cal sneaked a peek at Alex’s cock and almost moaned at how long and gorgeous it looked. It would probably fit just right in his hand. He blushed, glad that Alex couldn’t see him staring. It felt like he was back in high school, checking out the guys he had crushes on.
With each step they made, Cal talked about his plans for remodeling his house and even sang his favorite country song, off-key of course, to keep the young man relaxed. With a deep breath he jumped down the last few feet and looked up.

“Okay Alex, you are doing great. Just a few more feet and you will be on the ground.”

Before he could even move a step, he heard Alex shout something and fall the last five feet, to land on top of Cal with a grunt, knocking them both to the ground. Cal’s ears were ringing and he had a hard time catching his breath. The young man on top of him was pure muscle and though he enjoyed the feeling of the naked body on top of his, he needed to breathe before he passed out.

Welcome M. S. Spencer today

A Tale of Spies, Sex, and Suspense:

M. S. Spencer’s First Novel Released in Print

My first romantic suspense novel, Lost in His Arms, is set in Washington DC in the 1990s. Writing it took me back to the heady days when I worked for the Senate, and world events loomed large in our minds. The heroine splits her time between her true love, a CIA troubleshooter, and a dashing Frenchman.  Lost in His Arms received 5 Divas from Dark Diva Reviews, and a 5-star review from Amazon, as well as 5 Roses PLUS from Rebecca Rose.  Red Rose Publishing has just released it in print (available through Amazon).

Blurb:

In an era electric with possibility and peril Chloe Gray, political writer, and Michael Keller, CIA troubleshooter, meet under curiously conventional circumstances. Despite the instantaneous sparks, they both sense there is more between them than physical attraction.

Michael appears and disappears at unpredictable moments, leaving her limp and lovelorn. Is he using her or protecting her? In her quest for answers, she is yanked into the dangerous world of Michael’s work—in Washington, DC, in France, and in Spain. Looking for safe harbor (for her emotions? or her body?), she submits to the advances of a dashing French diplomat. Will she embrace the luxury and comfort of Émile and his chateau or the romance of international intrigue with Michael?

Lost in His Arms, by M. S. Spencer

Published 2009 by Red Rose Publishing

eBook, 61,000 words, ISBN 978-1-60435-375-0

Print: 1454399163

ASIN: B003WMA72O

Contemporary Romance, Action/Adventure; M/F; 3 flames

 

Below is a new excerpt in which we meet Émile, Chloe’s love alternative, a dashing Frenchman. Chloe, despairing of ever seeing Michael again, consents to accompany Émile to his chateau in France. While the scene doesn’t really rate an R,  I think it’s quite sensual.

EXCERPT:

She opened the door to a luxurious bathroom. The water steamed, the scent of lavender filling her nostrils. Chloe disrobed and lowered herself into the tub. She closed her eyes, and let her thoughts unfold. Instantly the picture of a beautiful flat stomach rose before her, above it a powerful chest covered in soft hair. And above that, a ruggedly handsome face in which flashed intense blue eyes partly obscured by thick, unruly black hair.

She scrunched her eyes tight but the image persisted, forcing her to move on to the next frame. The imagined arms went around her, the warm lips fastened on hers, and the body bent into her and attached itself.

She was gasping for air and arching her back in the bathtub when she heard a knock on the bedroom door. Oh my God! I’m fantasizing about sex with Michael in Émile’s house. How far gone am I? And why did I leave the bathroom door open? She took a deep breath and called, “I can’t come to the door! Who is it?”

“Chloe? May I come in?”

“Oh, Émile, no! I‘mI‘m indisposed!”

“Darling, I need to explain. I need to apologize for abandoning you here.”

Chloe recognized the tone, despite the slight slurring of his voice. His emphasis wasn’t on the word “apologize,” but on “need,” for a reason. She felt a twinge of apprehension. “Émile, there is nothing to apologize for.”

“Yes, there is, Chloe. I fear I forgot myself. When at home I am used to being free to take off to see my friends. I left you without a moment’s thought! But it had been such a long time, I…” His voice trailed off.

“Émile.” She hid her impatience. “I’m feeling terribly tired. Perhaps we can talk in the morning.

She heard a loud thud, almost as though someone had banged his head on a wall. After a moment, a barely audible mutter filtered through the door. “Yes, I understand. Bonsoir, Chloe. À demain.” Silence descended.

Chloe lay quietly. Even the warm water couldn’t relax her now. How could she possibly stay here? How could she in good conscience be with Émile, when all it took to set her off was an imagined vision of blue eyes gazing lustily down at her? On the other hand, how could she be so obsessed with a man she’d known all of three days? When would she be able to move on?

But Michael‘s body was somehow tattooed onto her skin now. A word, a picture, an aroma, entered her consciousness, and her whole being reached out for a man who wasn’t there. Who wouldn’t ever be there. Who was probably involved in something illegal, or at least unsavory. He might even be in prison. Or worse — persona non grata in the United States. It had been almost four months and she had heard nothing — except that poem on her computer. The love poem.

Buy links:

www.redrosepublishing.com/books/product_info.php?manufacturers_id=282&products_id=17 

Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/Lost-His-Arms-M-S-Spencer/dp/1454399163/ref=sr_1_1_title_1_pap?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1338730334&sr=1-1 

Amazon print: http://www.amazon.com/Lost-In-His-Arms-ebook/dp/B002T0HZVQ/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&m=AG56TWVU5XWC2&s=books&qid=1276984415&sr=1-1 

Also available at www.bookstrand.com, www.fictionwise.com, and www.allromanceebooks.com.

 

M. S. Spencer would love to hear from you. You can contact her at:
Blog: http://msspencertalespinner.blogspot.com

Facebook Author Page: www.facebook.com/M.S.SpencerAuthor

Twitter: www.twitter.com/msspencerauthor

 

AUTHOR PAGES:

Amazon Author Page:

http://www.amazon.com/M.S.-Spencer/e/B002ZOEUC8/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1277387999&sr=1-2-ent 

Romance Reviews:

http://www.theromancereviews.com/msspencer 

GoodReads: http://www.goodreads.com/msspencer 

Manic Readers: http://www.manicreaders.com/MSSpencer/

 

 

 

 

Wicked Wednesday with Jennifer LaBelle

 

Finding His Something Spicy (Spice It Up 2), by Jennifer Labelle 

BLURB:

Rafe Zakas had no intention of settling down until he met and fell hard for his two closest friends, Nathan and Heidi. But, their perfect trio fell apart when Nathan got a job offer he couldn’t refuse, relocating them. Rafe soon realizes there’s something missing in his life, and decides he needs to find his own something spicy to fill the void. She’s got to be open minded and love him for him, kinkiness included, and he hopes to soon turn their trio into a quartet with Heidi’s help.

Zoey Appleby was content with being single, until her good friend Heidi sets her up with this gorgeous Greek Adonis named Rafe. He awakens desires in her she never knew were there, and introduces her to a whole new lifestyle. Shy at first Zoey has some choices to make, will it be a new love, or the life she’s used to?

EXCERPT: (Explicit)

He kicked the door shut behind them as he carried her inside the bedroom. She was nervous so he planned to take things slow. He wanted to take his time. That is, until she began to squirm, slid down his body as he released her and pushed him against the wall with need. Her kiss was almost frantic, and it made him want to puff out his chest with pride. She wanted him bad, and he loved it.

“Damn, Zoey, you’re driving me mad.” He flipped her around so that she was against the wall and he pressed against her. “I want you, honey, but first we need to get out of these clothes.” He fingered her collar before stepping back to unbutton his own shirt.

They both stared, each a separate seductive display as article after article of clothing was kicked away until they stood in nothing but their undergarments. His erection barely covered as it peeked out at the top of his boxer briefs leaving nothing to the imagination and it made him smile again once her gaze lingered there. “You’re beautiful.” She licked her lips and he closed the distance between them again with a growl.

“So are you, so beautiful in fact that you’ve made me hungry. I need to taste you, Zoey, before I bury my cock inside you. God, I can’t wait for that.”

“Please, Rafe.” Zoey leaned her head against the wall to give him better access as his lips touched her jaw line slowly moving towards her earlobe. His tongue caressed it, and teeth nipped at it before his lips closed around it to suck.

One hand pressed against the wall beside her head, as the other worked its way down her torso to her underwear, sliding inside. His fingers finding her slick folds, he stroked them back and forth. “Please, Rafe, please—“

“Please what, honey?” His mouth worked its way back towards hers again for a kiss. “Say it, Zoey, let me hear you. Tell me what you’re begging for.” He removed his fingers from her pussy right then making her whimper as he pushed against her and flexed his hips, the tip of his cock aligning directly on her clit through the thin fabric with just the right amount of friction. He could tell by her reaction. She was so responsive.

“Yes,” she hissed, “make me come, Rafe. I want you to taste me, I want you to taste me and then I want to feel you inside me.” She stroked his cock and this time it was his turn to pant. He had to halt her movements by placing one of his hands on top of hers.

“I’m cocked and loaded here. If you keep doing that I’ll be finished before we get started.”

“Really?” She chuckled, the sound deep and throaty in arousal, and damn he thought it was sexy.

“Really,” he repeated, removing her hand from his crotch he placed both wrists above her head holding them there. He cupped her breast with the other hand. Tweaking her nipple through the lace, then unclipped the front fastening of her bra. “Now for dessert, I bet you taste as good as you look.”

His mouth lowered to taste the perky mounds in front of him. The tip of his tongue playing with her erect nipples, teasing her and she began to writhe again. He let go of her wrists and fell to his knees. “You’re intoxicating,” he whispered, leaning forward to breathe her in.

She was speechless. Threading her fingers through his hair, she encouraged him to continue. His fingers sought her underwear line and hooked the sides to slide them off her hips. Zoey eagerly stepped out of them and pushed her hips forward. “Please, Rafe, just put your mouth on me.”

“Gladly, honey.” He smiled replete with male satisfaction and then licked her like an ice cream cone from puckered hole to clit. A man on a mission, his tongue licked, flicked, and fucked her opening repeatedly with enthusiasm. He was enjoying himself way too much and moaned with satisfaction again once she tugged on his hair to guide him to the spot she needed him most.

“Right there, Rafe, oh God, right there. Don’t stop.”

He smiled against her warm wet silkiness. She tasted like heaven, and her reaction made it so much more exciting. She was clearly a woman who knew how to take her pleasure. A little shy at first, but once ignited became a little hell cat demanding her release and he aimed to please. “That’s right, baby. Come for me,” he whispered while concentrating on her clit. The tip of his tongue applying just the right pressure against it before his lips closed in to suck. He could feel her juices slide down his chin, and knew she was close. Her legs began to buckle and he had to grip her hips to keep her from falling forward.

She moaned, her grip against his head got tighter, and she pushed her hips forward trying to get as close to his face as she could, and then she finally cried out. That’s right, baby, so fucking good. He wanted to lick every last drop and did until her convulsions resided.

“Holy shit,” Zoey whispered breathless. “That was amazing.”

“It was.” Rafe got up from the floor and approached her again. It was his turn. He was so turned on right then his cock demanded its own satisfaction. “Now it’s my turn.”

“Definitely.” Zoey licked her lips again and mimicked Rafes movements on her as she went to her knees in front of him. She wasted no time ridding him of his underwear and immediately put him in her mouth. Her tongue moved against the base of his shaft and moved up to his tip in motion with her bobbing head.

Oh fuck.

“Damn, Zoey, I’m not going to last. Wouldn’t you rather have my cock filling your pussy?”

“Why not both?”

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