Behind Closed Doors Welcomes Author Mary Martinez!

Thank you, Tammy, for inviting me to your blog. What an opportune time for me!  In March the first book of my series comes out. Now I have a chance to shout out to the world about it. First I’ll bore, er, I mean I’ll tell you a little bit about me.

author Mary Martinez

I grew up in Utah. When I was young, I lived on a 40 acre farm. Had a great time, you can’t imagine what a kid can do, who has a good imagination, with barns, kennels, hay fields and the list goes on. It was a small town and every 4th of July they had a big celebration with a rodeo and baseball game. Sort of like Doc Hollywood without the squash and Micheal J Fox.

Now I’m older than dirt, have 6 kids and 7 grandkids and I love it. We areall very close. My 3 oldest grandsons and I are writing a middle grade story called History Mysteries. I’ll let everyone know when that comes out.

Every Wednesday evening the entire family—that lives in Utah that is—descends to have dinner at our house for Papa and Nana night. During the winter, it’s a bit of a challenge since it’s crowded, but come summer we have a blast outside in the yard with dinner on the patio. Oh and we mustn’t forget the two dogs that usually tag along also, Duchess and Bubbles.

Now that you’re all yawning I’ll move on to the exciting stuff! The Becketts are coming to town! The Beckett Series is about a family who grew up in Brooklyn.

 

The Beckett’s have a strong sense of family and honor.

When one of their own is threatened, their bond is as strong as a badge of steel.

Disappear

Coming Soon

eBook March 2012

Print May 2012

After two years undercover as an FBI agent to infiltrate a crime organization and discover the identity of a hit man, Tyler Beckett’s cover is blown. Tyler’s new assignment is to protect the only witness who can identify the mysterious killer. If only he didn’t find her so attractive. Each day it becomes harder to keep his objective, especially since he knows the interest is mutual.

Keira Cavanaugh is the only witness to a hit ordered by a crime boss.  The safe house is compromised and the same hit man shoots Tyler. Fearing Tyler is dead, Keira plans revenge on the crime organization. She must fake her own suicide in order to survive.

When Tyler discovers what Keira plans, he realizes he must stop her before he loses her for good.

 

Innocent 
Coming Soon
eBook July 2012
Print September 2012

All Jessica wants is a home and a family. So how did she suddenly find herself falsely accused of a felony and then kidnapped by a hit man?

Jessica Beckett loves her job teaching high school algebra. That is until Coach Brinley makes her life miserable because she actually has the audacity to fail his three staring football jocks. Maybe if they’d done their homework they would have passed. She refuses to be intimidated. He on the other hand refuses to admit defeat and manipulates the boys into accusing her of sex in exchange for passing grades.

Gabriel Despain loves his job as FBI agent. But falling for his partner’s sister has complicated a great partnership. It would be a lot easier to ignore his feelings if Jessica hadn’t found herself in trouble. Now he must keep her safe. And if he can’t remain objective, they both might get killed.

 

Quiet
Coming Soon
eBook November 2012
Print January 2013

Christine Beckett’s dream of partnership in a prestigious New York City law firm has finally come to fruition. She has financial security, a loving family, and owns her home, why does she need a man?

Detective Solomon has worked with Tyler Beckett on several cases, he almost feels he is part of the Beckett clan.  He considers them his good friends, except for Christine who seems to look down her professional nose at him.

Christine receives a threatening note and her townhouse echoes with mysterious cries in the night. That is when the handsome and irritating detective insists he temporarily move in to protect her. To add insult, it is with her family’s blessing.

 

All will be available on Amazon, Barnes and Noble and several other places.  Check out the Trailer for the series, it’s best viewed on full screen. http://www.marymartinez.com/beckettseries.html 

In honor of The Beckett Series, I’ll be having a Kindle Giveaway. Details are on my website. http://www.marymartinez.com/news.html#events 

Mary’s web site: www.marymartinez.com

Facebook http://www.facebook.com/pages/Mary-Martinez/169373246496620

Twitter @marylmartinez

Goodreads http://www.goodreads.com/author/show/1646623.Mary_Martinez

Blog http://marysbooksblogger.blogspot.com/

 

Oh, I almost forgot! If you join my announce only newsletter you’ll receive a free download of Charmed and Beguiled http://www.marymartinez.com/contact.html

 

Thank all of you for listening to me rattle off but mostly thank you, Tammy! 

To Bi or Not to Bi-That’s a good question from Author May Water

As I have posted all over my webpage, this blog and all contents are for adults only. This means if you are not an adult, not at least 18 years of age, you must leave this site immediately. If you choose to stay, you are agreeing that you have been warned about the following content.  With that being said….

Please welcome my guest today, fellow Siren author May Water!

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If you’re seeking scientific data, study references, or Wikipedia notations on bisexuality in this little ditty then I quickly urge you to stop reading. I’ve included none of that. What you will find, however, is my honest from the heart (or between the legs) observation, personal experience, and musings on bisexuality. I’m certain there are sexperts out there that offer in depth analysis on the subject of bisexuality, accompanied by big words and such. I encourage you to look into their work. You can also find lists of famous declared bisexuals online: musicians, writers, actors, comediennes, and other public persons. I did a bit of web surfing out of sheer curiosity. Out of respect for these people I will also, informally, add myself to that list. I feel it’s the least I could do after nosing into their personal lives.

I’ve discovered that it is far more daring to declare yourself bisexual rather than’ just gay. ‘While coming out of the gay closet can be very difficult for some people, it’s sometimes easier. Sounds funny when I put it like that but I found that it’s true. I know many gay people. They are family members, friends, and past lovers. When they say they are gay others can visualize, sexually, exactly what’s going on in the bedroom. For male/male it’s insert penis here. For female/female it’s usually insert tongue there.  There is no grey area. But tell anyone that you’re bisexual they look at you quizzically. You can almost see their brains churning. Why? Because bisexuals are grossly misunderstood. Many think that bisexuals are confused, that they just want to widen the dating pool, or because they are desperate and take whatever comes along. Yet I assure you that in most cases this is incorrect. I have personally never had any of those problems, and I have known I was bi since I was in fourth grade.  An innocent time when I kissed both a girl, and a neighborhood boy for the first time. They were equally adorable, and the kiss was equally fun.

Oh, before we go any further I want to introduce a term that I love dearly: bilovable. This is definitely way more descriptive of the bi people I know, including myself. It especially applies to individuals that may not necessarily have an active sex life, again like me. It simply means what it says: the ability to love someone of either sex. Plus it just sounds so darn cute.

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Okay, so back to what I was saying. Hmmm, what am I trying to say? I guess that I’d be thrilled if people simply opened their minds on the subject of love in general.  As we all know, love in its many forms brings joy to our lives: love of others (regardless of gender or race), pet love (This to me is way stranger. Pet idealization in this country is a billion dollar business), self- love, a teenaged boys love of his car, a teenage girls love of clothes… all of it rocks.  Why? Because every form of love sends a powerful positive energy out into the universe. A force which affects every other being on this planet. It’s something I remember every day. It’s why every day I thrust my love out into the atmosphere in huge quantities. I hope that somehow I’m  helping to balance the spiritual energy deficit.  Very hippie of me, I know. But it makes me feel good.

Now, onto the subject of sex and bilovables. I could easily sum it up it with two words: Hell yeah! I say this with a shit eating grin. My lovers span over a thirty year period. I remember them all fondly. Although there are two from my drunken youth that I’m not quite sure of their names. I remember them as leather boy, and roof girl (don’t ask) Most of my lover list consists of men, because frankly, I’m a huge fan of the penis. But the women, while smaller in rank fulfilled a need for me that men couldn’t. I felt more comfortable with them as well. With whom else but another woman can you really show your belly flab? Who else but another woman can you feel comfortable about not shaving your legs? Anyway, the ability to obtain arousal from both sexes has always been for me-a wonderful gift. To gaze into a room and take equal gratification from viewing a nice set of woman’s legs or a man’s strong bulging forearm is awesome. To relish the roughness of a man’s chin stubble on my fingertips or the silkiness of a woman’s soft hair awes me. To get more graphic: as a bi woman, the sensation of a hard cock sliding into my wet hole can be equally fulfilling as a woman’s soft lips suckling my clit.

I’d like to think that all bi people see the spirit within the individual they have found a connection with without being overly concerned with the package. But that may just be the romantic in me. Not that there’s anything wrong with simply letting go sexually with whomever happens to arouse you (male or female). Humans are sexual animals after all. One of our main functions is to reproduce. Despite when our ‘modern’ brain tries to convince us otherwise.

So to wrap this up, I feel that bilovables haven’t really been given the understanding they deserve. There are many wonderful LGBT, GLBT, and other such groups that offer information and education. Check them out. But I think all we really need to do is open not only our minds, but also our hearts. Our world is full of spirits who simply want to love one another. As long as no one gets hurt I say we step aside and let them.

Love & Warmth,

May Water

www.bookstrand.com/may-water

www.facebook.com/MayWater

May began crossing off each experience on her long “What I want to do when I grow up” list she wrote when she was ten years old, the second after writing it. She has explored most of the United States, parts of Canada and the Canadian Maritimes by car, camping in remote locations throughout North America, satisfying not only her need to travel but her love of nature and history. Recently May discovered her love of writing and dove in head first, inspiring her to pump out five books in 2011. Her love of the ocean is prevalent in her tales, coastlines being her favorite places. She fully admits that she wants to come back as a whale next lifetime. May prefers not to label herself or use any kind of title but she does state that if a title had to be chosen she would want it to be water nymph.

Coming February 16th! May Water’s first LGBT sweet erotic romance SALT WATER TAFFY! -The first installment in her alternative erotic romance series SEASIDE SURRENDER (LGBT, Poly amour, BDSM).

 

Book 1-SALT WATER TAFFY, Book 2-MOLY DOLL, Book 3-PEPPERMINT STICKS, Book 4-LICORICE WHIPS

I am hopping over to another blog today…

Hello folks!

Today I am excited to be a guest on author Gabrielle Evans blog Being Naughty Never Felt So Nice.  I am giving away a framed copy of my poem “The Thunder and the Rain” as well as a copy of the poetry ebook that contains it!  Since Follow Me: Poetry from the Heart and Soul was released on 12/31/11, just in time for this contest, I am able to offer it as a prize too.  Just in case the hyperlink above doesn’t work for you, here it is again all by itself.

http://gabrielleevansromance.blogspot.com/2012/01/lust-and-love-in-las-vegas.html?spref=fb

Another reason to stop in and leave comments on each day’s entry in Gabrielle’s blog:  (drum roll please)

For each day you leave a comment, you get another entry in Gabrielle’s contest.  At the end of the month, one lucky person will win a brand new Kindle Fire!

Some let’s get those visit numbers up on her blog and leave comments every day!

A hot and sexy Vampire has taken over the Blog!

I am Steffan Matthews. I am the vampire leader of Ambrose Heights and I am the guest blogger at Author Tammy Dennings Maggy’s Behind Closed Doors. “Guest” is a little bit of a reach now that the words have come out of my mouth. In actuality, she didn’t put up much of an argument once I flashed my fangs in the request, so maybe I should rephrase this to say I “took over” the blog.

My apologies to the lovely Ms. Maggy- I would never do anything to harm you. I must confess; the fangs were a bit of a faux pas on my part. They seem to descend on their own, overriding my self-control when I see a beautiful woman. I am a vampire, but don’t forget- I am still a man. To my credit, I did spare you the drool.

Well, now that I have composed myself, I am here and this is what I want to talk about- The story of my family and the woman that wrote the books, Maya DeLeina.

To start, take a look at the series that is based on my family.

 

The Ambrose Heights Vampires series

This Erotic Vampire Romance series follows the Matthew’s Lair as they intermingle with society, develop human-like serums, craft doctrines, connect with other vampire families and paranormal beings and search for their fated mates. They reside in the ultra-exclusive neighborhood of Ambrose Heights. Ambrose Heights sits high up on the mountain, overlooking the town of Manitou Springs, Colorado. And while the town is known for its healing spring waters, fabled underground passages and rumored lore of wizardry and witchcraft, the town’s residents find Ambrose Heights mysterious and inexplicable- they don’t quite know what to make of the gated community that seems to have appeared overnight. If only someone had done their homework. After all, the name Ambrose says it all- Immortal.

Catch the Series Book Trailer here: http://youtu.be/Ek5bvb1_-CA

Maya DeLeina is the Author that brought my family’s stories to life. Here is an account of the day I met Maya DeLeina and how she became the author of the Ambrose Heights Vampires series.

Maya DeLeina took her time walking through castle. Admiring the antiques that I had collected over the years, she made her way to the great room where my family waited for her arrival in sheer anticipation.

The invitation we sent to her was for dusk. At this time of day, the mountain terrain that sat outside the floor to ceiling windows that flanked the entire length of the great room radiated in swirls or purple and pink hues. We thought this would calm her.

After all, we didn’t quite know how she was going to react being among the only human in a room full of vampires.

***

“Why me? Why did I get an invite here?” Maya asked. I had her seated in my Tibetan antique chair in front of the family. She looked calm and collected, but I could tell she was shaking on the inside.

“You know our town and we know you have the ability to craft some tantalizing tales.” I responded.

Maya nodded her head.

“And you know about us, who we are. Don’t you?” Rhys said in a menacing tone.

Maya nodded her head once again, signaling her affirmation in the statement. Her body stiffened in fear.

“Maya,” I called to her in a soothing tenor.

Maya turned her attention to me.

“We will be leaving Ambrose Heights soon. We can’t stay any longer. People are starting to wonder about us.” I said.

“Ok. What do you want from me exactly?” Maya asked.

“We want you to write about our family. We want others in the town to know who exactly we were and how “human” we live our life.”

Maya cleared her throat, “How do you want me to write this?”

I looked around the room to my family members. We had talked about what exactly we wanted from Maya DeLeina for quite some time now. I searched their eyes for confirmation and was met with overwhelming encouragement, “We envision a series, where each of us would have our own story. You know, talk about how we became a vampire, what happened here in Manitou Springs. Each of us has experienced wild and unique adventures.”

I paused, allowing for Maya to ask questions. She remained silent, looking at me in a trance.

“You will start with Rhys first. He and his mate had kept a diary of what happened, so this would be a good starting point for you. Then, I would like you to write about me. I will be leaving Ambrose Heights first since I have to set up our residence for the family.” I continued.

“Where are you guys moving to?”

I just smiled and remained unwaveringly silent.

“Oh, I – I get it.” Maya responded.

“After that, you can start interviewing everyone to see where you would like to go after that,” I explained.

Maya smiled and quickly reached for her laptop. The screen illuminated the excitement in her face as the device came to life. The keys on her keyboard popped with exhilaration. “So, I am thinking we can meet down at the coffee shop on a regular basis to go over my progress and answer any questions I have. They have fantastically comfortable winged-back chairs that…”

“No Maya. I don’t think you understand. As long as my family takes up residence here, there is no meeting outside in public on this.”

“What are you suggesting then?”

“What I am suggesting? Would you like to see your accommodations here at Ambrose Heights?”

“Are you serious? You want me to live here while I write about your family?”

“Yes. We want you here Maya. Does that bother you?”

“N-No. It’s just…” Maya stuttered.

“You will be safe. Trust me. When you start learning about our family, you will feel perfectly comfortable in our presence.” I explained.

“And we will have Vaughn pick up food to stock the kitchen with.” Eilian added.

“So Maya, what do you think?” asked Rhys.

Maya quickly turned her attention to her laptop. Her fingers moved like lightening over the keys.

“What are you writing over there?” I asked

“The title of the series.” Maya said plainly.

“So this means you accept?”

Maya looked up and smiled. She turned her laptop around to display what she had typed.

We all leaned in to look at what was displayed on the screen.

“Ambrose Heights Vampires.”

Check out Tammy’s NOT ENOUGH TIME IN A DAY Blog now to read a little about my family’s first two stories Flesh Fantasy and Veil of Seduction

http://tammydenningsmaggy.blogspot.com/?zx=5c57879f20dc00eb

   And don’t forget to get lost in Maya DeLeina’s  Paranormal World

www.mayadeleina.com

http://www.facebook.com/people/Maya-DeLeina/100002350757956

http://www.youtube.com/user/mayadeleina

Six Sentence Sunday 12/11/2011

Here we are once again.  Time for the Sunday Six.  This week’s group is a bit of one of the love scenes between Quinn and Jake in For the Love of Quinn.

Her fingers slid from his shoulders to become entangled in his hair as his mouth found her throat.  He knew that was a hot zone for her, and the inevitable happened.  His hands were there to feel her brand-new panties get drenched.  His fingers quickly found the Velcro at her hips.  He looked into her eyes and tore the panties away so they fell to the floor. “Yum.”

Want to see more?  Get your copy of For the Love of Quinn to see just how hot this couple can get.  Will Quinn end up with Jake, or will she choose Steve?

Make sure you stop by and check out the sixes from the other amazing authors participating this week.  Here is the link!  http://sixsunday.com/

Next week I will be in the middle of the Stuff Your Stocking Christmas Blog Hop.  It starts on my birthday, December 16th and runs through Sunday December 18th.  I will be giving away a copy of For the Love of Quinn to one lucky person who leaves a comment.  You can stop by and leave a comment each day because my submission is a three parter.  I will be posting a free short story called A Christmas Miracle for Jake.  Each day will have a third of the story so make sure you come back each day so you don’t miss a thing.  And yes, you guessed it.  This story surrounds Jake from For the Love of Quinn.  It takes place ten years before and gives a bit more background into all the characters.

There are prizes being awarded at every stop along the blog hop so make sure you stop by as many of them as you can and leave a comment.  There are some very cool prizes.  Here is the link. Mark it on your calenders!

http://thebloghopspot.com/event-page/  (PS…the graphic for the hop is to the right here on this blog!)

Have fun!

Six Sentence Sunday 12/4/2011

For this week’s submission, I chose another group of six from For the Love of Quinn.  Let me know what you think and make sure you check out the other fabulous authors participating this week.

http://sixsunday.com/

 

Steve’s mouth was on her breasts again and Quinn arched her back, pushing them up to him, begging him with her body to keep going. He grabbed her dress and slid it the rest of the way off over her hips. He simply stared at her naked body under him for a beat or two, making her a little self-conscious, but she forgot all about that when he smiled at her once again. “Do you have any idea how beautiful you are right now, Quinn?”

     She shook her head. “Show me.” 

Author Lynn Tyler Shares the Best and Worst Advice She’s Ever Received

Be With Us buy link

Today I would like to welcome fellow Siren author Lynn Tyler to Behind Closed Doors.  Her first novel Be With Us, was released earlier this month and her second is due out in February 2012.  As a newly published author myself, I know the excitement and the feeling of being overwhelmed at the whole process.  Lynn has graciously offered to share with us some tidbits to help us get through it all in one piece.

Before I begin with my guest blog, I would like to thank Tammy for hosting me today. It is always nice when a fellow author helps out a newbie like me.

You would think that, as an honest-to-goodness author, I would be able to rip off a blog post in record time but I agonized over what to write today. Should I write about the process of publication from a new author’s perspective? Should I write about my book? Should I write about myself?

Finally, I decided to go with my gut feeling and write a post about the best and worst advice I have ever received as an author. So here it goes.

1.  Read 

And read a lot! Almost every author will tell you that they are, or at least have been, an avid reader at some point in their life. Reading hones your sense of flow, sharpens your ability to see plot errors and gives you an idea of what tense and point of view you like the best.

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2.  Take classes

I will admit the last thing I wanted to do when I graduated from university was take more classes. When I decided to try and write professionally, I found myself in the regrettable position of writing myself into corners without a way to get out. I have a number of unfinished books for just that reason. Finally, I sucked it up and took an online course on story structure, which changed my life.  Have no problem with plot flow but need to brush up on your grammar? There are plenty of courses available both online and in any number of college campuses. The last class I took was a website building class, which was how I built my own website.

3.  Write what you love

It’s the one piece of advice that I have heard consistently over and over again but it is one of the best pieces of advice I’ve ever received. Love to read erotic romance? Than write it! Trust me, readers can tell if you’re writing for the current market instead of writing something you love.

4.  There is a market for everything

Some of the most successful authors were rejected hundreds of times because “there wasn’t a market for the book”.  Wouldn’t you hate to be the editor that turned down the Harry Potter series or the Twilight series? Keep trying and you’ll find a publishing house that will be thrilled to publish your work.

5.  Research submission guidelines carefully

Yes, there is a market for everything but don’t waste your time submitting your manuscript to a publishing house that doesn’t publish your genre. Online publishing houses and traditional publishing houses who allow unsolicited submissions have strict guidelines. First make sure the publishing house you are considering publishes your genre. Then read the guidelines and FOLLOW them. Do they ask for one inch borders with twelve point font? Do it. Don’t assume that your book will stand on content alone. Many publishers will tell you up front that they will discard any manuscript that doesn’t follow their guidelines without even a second, or sometimes first, glance.

6.  Take rejections with a grain of salt and an open mind

At some point during your career as an author, you will get a rejection. Sometimes it will be a form letter. Other times, editors will give you feedback. One rejection letter I received was probably the best thing that ever happened for my writing career. The editor outlined the high points of my work but also pointed out weaknesses. I was able to re-write the book and ended up with a better product.

I could go on forever about the value of websites and different ways to promote your book but I will cut if off here. I hope that this post has been of some value to someone out there and I encourage all of you to keep reading, writing and dreaming.

Cheers!

~ Lynn Tyler

Be With Us by Lynn Tyler ~ MMF contemporary romance available at bookstrand.com

Blurb

Lindsay, a conservative librarian, has always fantasized about being with two men who love her and each other. Much to her dismay, two hot men walk into the Toronto library where she works, eager to make that fantasy come true. But, wary of the scandal a ménage relationship would bring, Lindsay sends them away.

After being convinced to give them a chance, Lindsay begins to realize how close to reality her fantasy is, until a reminder of her painful past surfaces and her fears take over.

Will Lindsay have the courage to seize what she wants, or will she let her past dictate her future?

Adult Excerpt (intended for audiences over 18)

Her silky cheek brushed against his chest when she tilted her head to look up at him. “Good morning.”

“Morning? Is it already morning?” He played with the ends of her hair, marveling at how soft it was.

“Yep. Nick called me and told me where the extra key is hidden. He thought you might like some company.” She slid a thigh over his and circled her finger playfully around one of his nipples.

Liam swallowed a plea and glanced down his body, not surprised to see the sheet tenting. He always woke up with morning wood, and he usually had to take care of it himself since Nick was almost always up and gone before Liam woke up. Fortunately for him, prospects were promising this morning.

“And guess what?” she said, letting her fingers trail farther down his abdomen.

“If you tell me that you’re naked under the sheets, I’ll be your slave forever.” Liam had to concentrate on his English, making sure his accent wasn’t too thick. It always took him a few minutes for his brain to translate his thoughts into English when he first woke up. Nick was used to the heavy accent, but he wanted to be sure Lindsay understood every word he said.

“Sorry, no. I’m wearing a bra and panties. They are black though.” Ah, there was the bra, he thought as he shifted his hand down her shoulders so that he could feel the band. “But I really wanted to tell you that Nick came home early. He went out to get breakfast.”

Liam tried desperately to wrap his groggy mind around Lindsay’s words. Lindsay was in his bed with Nick in the house? No, wait. Lindsay said that Nick had left to get breakfast. The only thing that he could make sense of at this particular moment was the hard plug of flesh throbbing between his thighs.

He jumped when the curvy little librarian shifted even closer and tangled her fingers in his pubic hair. Every thought of trying to speak fled his mind as he flexed his hips, trying to force her fingers lower.

“Kiss me,” Lindsay said abruptly, arching her neck toward him.

Obeying her request without a second thought, Liam brought his lips to hers and let her take control. Heat swept through his body and erotic possibilities flashed in his mind as he made quick work of her underwear.

A sound from the door drew his eye, where he found Nick grinning wickedly. He made a circling motion with his finger, letting Liam know he wanted Lindsay to be facing the other way. He followed Nick’s command, turning her around so that her ass snuggled against his crotch while Nick crept into the bed.

Liam brought his hands up to mold her breasts and watched Nick stretch out in front of Lindsay to kiss her. “I’m not going to last very long,” Liam warned.

The two of them kept at it, finding all of Lindsay’s sensitive spots. Liam discovered that her neck, especially the spot directly behind her ear, was as responsive as her nipples when kissed and sucked. He found a tiny area on the right side of her clit that was particularly sensitive, so sensitive that it drove her into climax if he stimulated for more than a couple of seconds. Within just a few minutes, Liam felt her pussy flooding with cream and she was begging for more.

Liam scooted back for just a second to put on the condom Nick magically produced. He braced himself for the pleasure of possessing Lindsay’s body, but nothing could prepare him for the sensation of sliding into liquid fire. He rocked into her gently, drawing her leg back over his thigh and opening her up to Nick’s view. And damn, he wished he could see the same thing as Nick.

Nick turned around so that his head lay next to Lindsay’s exposed pussy. Liam felt Nick’s finger trace along the spot where he and Lindsay became one. Nick leaned forward and, resting his head on Lindsay’s upper thigh, buried his face between her legs. Liam groaned, both at the sight and at the feeling of Lindsay’s muscles fluttering around him.

Liam watched his lovers with fascination as his increasing thrusts forced her sex to rock against Nick’s chin, driving all of him wild with need. Nick pulled back slightly, looking up at Liam, heat glittering in his eyes. “Do not come,” he ordered over Lindsay’s whimpers.

At Liam’s nod, Nick went back to suckling Lindsay. Liam could feel her muscles tightening, and when she reached back to grip his hip, he knew he would have some very strange fingernail marks. He’d have to be careful to avoid showering at the station for the next few days if he could help it.

Liam’s balls began to burn with the effort of holding back his orgasm. The only thing that kept him from spilling into the condom was Nick’s command. Nick was going to top the shit out of him if he managed to hold on, and he always loved it when Nick got extra aggressive.

How to contact Lynn

http://lynntylerbooks.com

http://www.bookstrand.com/be-with-us

lynntylerbooks@gmail.com

Behind Closed Doors Welcomes Author Jan Graham

Unpackaged Heroes 

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I’m only new to the world of publishing. Finding Angel is the first novel I’ve written to be released to the world, I’m sure there will be more to come. But what I’m not new too is the world of romance, in particular erotic romance. I’ve always liked a good naughty story filled with lust and conflict. It’s not how I generally live my life, but I love to read about lives that are…hence, my love for reading and now writing erotica.

It was only recently, after having a discussion with a friend (also an avid reader of erotic romance), that I started to wonder whether I was setting myself up to fail in my goal of finding my own ‘happy-ever-after’ scenario in life. Yes I’m currently single, but kissing frogs and hoping they will turn into a prince isn’t high on my list of things to do. I don’t have the patience for it. So I ask myself… “Do the hero’s I read and write about influence my expectations of what I want in a partner?” My initial response was hell yes but then I had to revise that notion. If my ultimate goal or the holy grail of finding love as I refer to it, means I want a hero from a romance novel then am I bound to fail? After careful consideration I decided probably not.

The hero’s we love from the books we read may come in perfect packaging. They are generally physically tall, bodies like Greek gods, and have huge penis’s that could tear a horse. I agree, I may not find the packaging but I could still find the hero. I don’t think it’s the physical aspects that most readers fall in love with. It’s the attitude of the hero, what’s inside the packaging. They are respectful to the woman or man they fall for, even if they are dominant in nature. They protect the one they love with a passion. Once they find love there is no-one else for them. They are often patient, they’ll fight tooth and nail to get the person of their desire, and they will wait patiently while the heroine of the novel stops resisting the fact she is in love with them. Yes, the men in the books we read may have faults but ultimately, they are made better people because of the love they finally achieve.

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I have some friends that have their unpackaged hero’s. Probably some of you reading this blog have found yours as well. Once I learn to stop taking home stray frogs, I’m sure I’ll find mine. Until then, I’ll continue to write about them. To find an unpackaged hero is now my new holy grail.

Before I go I just want to say thanks to Tammy for hosting me, I hope you all found my musings interesting and that you take the time to pick up a copy of my book Finding Angel. Oh, and in case you’re wondering Angel’s heroes are nicely packaged. J

Get Finding Angel here

Angel Wylde is a woman with a complicated existence, a damaging past, and a desire to be normal. Unfortunately, what’s normal to Angel is unconventional to the rest of us. A crime boss will kill to get an incriminating ledger from her. Detective Steve Jax also wants the ledger from Angel, but the infuriating woman has disappeared.

Christian and Daniel Shore, Steve’s two best friends, don’t know about the ledger. They just want Angel. A chance meeting has them taking her home and deciding she is the only woman for them—yes, both of them. Obviously, Angel isn’t the only one with unconventional desires. So who does Angel trust? Two kinky Doms she just met, a cop she doesn’t know anything about, or a nasty crime boss? Trusting all of them may save her life, and falling in love with two Dominant brothers is the icing on the cake.

Adult Excerpt from Finding Angel (contains obscene language)

Angel felt like she wanted to scream. She needed more than gentle touching. For some reason she was hornier than usual. She had been since she’d woken. As much as she loved being turned on with gentle strokes and caresses, tonight it just added to the fire that had simmered inside her all day. She wanted to be taken, and she wanted it now. Her cunt hadn’t lost the heat of their morning fuck session so she didn’t need to be teased to arousal. She was already there.

Christian joined them on the bed, and Angel felt his hand ease under the lace of her pants. His fingers teased open her lips and slowly made their way to her clit. God, she wanted him to rip her pants from her while Daniel tore away her bra, she wanted them to take her with force, and she wanted to be filled with both of them and filled now.

“Grrr,” Angel growled, looking over at Christian as she tried to pull Daniel closer to her hard nipple, wanting to feel the bite of his teeth against it.

“Fuck it, Christian rip my pants off, tear them off, and fuck me now,” she demanded.

Obviously it didn’t have the effect she was after as both men eased back, removing the touch from her body altogether. She kicked her legs against the mattress and screamed in frustration.

“Are you throwing a tantrum?” Christian laughed down at her as he licked the wetness from his fingers.

“Yes.” Angel sat up and pulled off her bra and then her pants. “I want to be fucked hard, now, or I’m going to explode.”

Angel pushed Daniel backward and attempted to straddle him, only to feel her body being lifted up and off the bed by Christian. Angel could feel the tip of Christian’s erection brush against her bottom as he held her, back firmly against his hard body, feet dangling in the air.

“Ask nicely,” Christian spoke into her ear before skimming his lips over the softness of her neck.

“Bite me,” Angel snapped back at him, trying to wriggle out of the tight hold he had on her. She felt his lips part slightly and stilled in his arms as his teeth sank into her neck, biting hard and sucking her flesh in between them. The pain was exhilarating as she screamed and moaned in delight.

“Yes,” she whimpered as her hand rose up to push his face harder against her neck. As soon as she spoke, Christian released her flesh from between his teeth and laughed as she growled at him once again.

“Wylde by name, wild by nature. Or so it seems tonight anyway,” he joked, staring over at Daniel who was still on the bed wearing nothing but a wry smile.

“So you want this?” Daniel asked Angel as he eased himself back onto one elbow, stretching out on the bed, his hard cock reaching up into the air as he massaged it with his hand. “But you don’t want to ask for it nicely,” he stated in amusement.

“What’s got you so horny tonight, my love?” Christian asked, easing her feet onto the floor but still holding her firmly.

“I need you both inside me. I’m so horny I could die at any minute. I’ve been horny all day, and I want you to fuck me now!” Angel stamped her foot and screamed the last part of her statement, only to hear both men laugh as she did.

“Let me get this straight.” The smirk on Daniel’s face was more annoying than the fact he had begun to stroke his cock, or at least Angel thought so until she saw a glisten of pre-cum seep from the end of it. “After all the emotional events of the day, you are refusing a night of gentle lovemaking and demanding we just fuck you?”

“Bingo,” Angel stated as she slammed her heel down onto the top of Christian’s foot and slipped from his arms, diving toward Daniel lounging on the bed.

“Fuck that hurt,” Christian yelled as he reached for Angel, taking hold of her by the arm and stopping her escape.

Her knees were already on the bed by the time he reclaimed her, and Christian allowed her to fall forward as he quickly administer three hard smacks onto her bare bottom. Angel screamed, her hand going immediately to the red heated spot on her butt cheek.

That was definitely not a spanking for play. That was more like you’ve been a bad girl punishment kind of smack.

Christian released Angel as she rolled over onto her back, her hand still pressed against the mark on her butt.

“Ouch,” she pouted, looking up at Christian.

“Ouch,” Christian replied, pointing to his foot.

“So you need to be fucked, Angel.” Daniel dragged her to the centre of the bed. “Hard and fast, no foreplay, no gentle teasing?” Angel nodded her head, desire flaming behind her emerald eyes.

“On one condition, no holes barred.” Christian looked down at her as she lay naked in the centre of the bed. “Do you understand me, sweetie? We take you any way we want.”

How to find Jan Graham

Blog: http://jangraham.blogspot.com/

Find out more about Jan Graham as she shares more of what it’s like to be a new published author on my sister blog Not Enough Time in the Day.  See ya there!

Six Sentence Sunday 11/27/2011

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This six is from my new short story A Christmas Miracle for Jake.  The entire thing will be posted over the three days of the Stuff Your Stockings Christmas Blog Hop (December 16-18th).  In For the Love of Quinn, the reader gets a brief overview of an accident that Jacob had ten years before.  The short story covers the time when Jacob was in his coma.  Two secondary characters make their first appearance to help nudge Jacob, Quinn and the rest of the people in their lives down certain paths.  This group of six is a scene where Jacob and Quinn are together for the very first time on their dream island.

 

Her breasts were straining against the bodice of her sundress. Jacob flicked his tongue into the deep cleft between him eliciting a moan from Quinn.  He held her gaze as he pushed the thin straps of the dress off of her shoulders.  He used his teeth to tug at the strings keeping her heaving tits in place.  She giggled as her dress slowly opened up to him.  The sound tickled his stomach and he wanted to hear her giggle, laugh and so much more. 

 

Stay tuned for the full story!

Behind Closed Doors Welcomes author Nicole Morgan

Nicole Morgan has written several books for Siren Bookstrand including her Sweet Awakenings series and Sudden Devotion.  Today she stops by to talk about her newest release for Total-E-Bound Publishing.

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Beck and Call is a sizzling erotic contemporary novella.  Here’s an excerpt:

 All Jenny wanted was to run her resort hotel without the constant interference from her boss. All Beck wanted, was her.

Jenny Somers is the General Manager at a resort hotel in the beautiful Caribbean. She loves her job, but she hates her boss. Constantly cutting corners to meet budget constraints she finds herself doing handyman work just to keep the hotel running.

Beck is a drifter who comes to Jenny’s rescue during a plumbing emergency at the hotel. He is arrogant, cocky and absolutely everything that Jenny despises in a man of his type.

Together Jenny and Beck find out just how real the term “opposites attract” is, and along the way find something they weren’t quite expecting along the way.

ADULT Excerpt

He was watching her. She could tell he liked it. She noticed a small bead of sweat on his forehead that she would lick off if he was close enough. He was holding her thighs apart and hadn’t deviated from his rhythm for several minutes when she felt him do just that. His pace slowed and he released one of her thighs from his strong hold. She was disappointed. What he was doing had felt so good. She didn’t want him to stop. Not for a second. He slid his hand up towards hers in what she thought was going to be a playful massage of her breast, but instead he surprised her when he pulled her hand away.

“Beck? What are you doing?”

She asked the question, but if she had waited the answer would have been clear. He took her hand down to where their bodies were connected and placed it on her saturated clit.

“Rub yourself, Jennifer. Touch yourself. Let me watch you.”

His voice. Again, his voice sounded deep and hypnotizing. Was there anything he could ask of her she would not do? Without hesitation she spread her lips further apart with her index and ring finger. Her eyes were locked on his as she flicked her middle finger across her swollen clit.

She gasped. The sensation was more than she’d expected. Something flashed in his eyes and his jaw clenched. She loved knowing she was driving him crazy. Wanting to make him just as hot as he did her, she continued to play with herself as he watched. He was still buried deep inside her and the feel of being so completely filled while touching and teasing her sensitized nub was like nothing she’d ever experienced before.

“Taste yourself, Jennifer.”

Her eyes widened at his demand. Taste myself? She had never done anything like that before. How could she… As quickly as she’d asked the question she realized the choice was no longer hers. Beck pulled her hand away and raised it to her mouth.

“Suck your fingers, sugar. Lick all your juices off for me while I watch.”

Oh my God! She couldn’t possibly. Hesitation washed over her when her scent tickled her nose and her taste hit her tongue. She liked it? She wanted to question how it was possible, but instead found her lips closing over her fingertips. Unconscious moans escaped from her as she did exactly as Beck told her to, licking and sucking on her fingers.

Nicole's website

 

    I am a writer of erotic romantic novels, which put strong emphasis on the characters emotions while also throwing in some spicy and really hot love scenes.

     I want my writing to inspire you, the reader, and open your heart to feel the same things the characters are going through.     

Nicole Morgan

   

While still trying to stay true to my style, I am finding my writing is evolving.  Wanting to take on new and unchartered terroritory, at least for me anyway.  There are many areas of erotica out there that I haven’t had a chance to really delve into and am anxiously looking forward to doing just that.

Find out more about Nicole and her books at the following links:

blog http://nicolemorganauthor.blogspot.com

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