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.
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 doingjust that.
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Since this is the first guest blog, I thought that I would start out by welcoming everyone who reads this and to give a great big thanks to Tammy Maggy for the invitation. I hope that you’ll find there are no judgments, no recriminations and certainly no bigotry, in anything I write. This is just a little space to say what’s on my mind. Not ranting and raving (it gives me a headache) but hopefully just common sense stuff so be kind, be patient and have (I hope you have) a good laugh with it.
I was so proud and excited as I watched my first book climb the BookStrand best sellers list. Sienna’s Submission had been in my head for quite some time but I was a little nervous about putting in out there. Getting in onto the computer wasn’t half as hard as actually sending it in to a publisher. The fear of rejection was what had stopped me from doing it. It wasn’t until a really good friend of mine read it and told me either I sent it in, or he would so after contemplating whether to just kick his ass or send the manuscript in I thought, what the hell. And I will forever be in his debt for giving me that extra boot in the ass.
Living in Canada I wanted to write from a uniquely Canadian perspective. Although we have so much in common with our neighbours to the south of us as well as England andAustralia, Canada is unique in both it landscapes and its people. I love writing about small towns and how the people react to ‘out of the norm’ situations. Having lived both in small towns and large cities, one would think that the larger the city, the more diversified the culture, the more tolerance you’s see. But I have found just the opposite. Maybe it was how I was raised or the people I grew up with but generally it was a live and let live culture. My parents (both gone now) were probable the two most influential people in my life. I was raised by parents who were very outspoken and involved in our community. Me, I’m got the outspoken gene, my middle brother got the community involvement gene and unfortunately, my older brother got the ‘you do really stupid things to get your ass sent to jail’ gene.
Yup, being the youngest of the three was pretty sweet. I could watch my two older brother’s get in shit for things; then figure out a way to do the same thing and not get caught…lol!!! Being the only girl, however, was not so sweet. I had three very overprotective males (my dad and two brothers) to deal with; plus all my brothers’ friends who watched my every move. So I learned as a teenager how to outsmart most males and as I got older I just got better at it. My dad was a firefighter, and in our small town, all the firefighters and cops hung out together so getting into trouble was really difficult for me to do. Not that I didn’t try, but somehow there was always someone who called my dad when I was about to do something fun and suddenly my dad was there or my brothers and his friends were there just trying the suck the fun out of everything. But I do have to admit to having a special place in my heart for all firefighters and law enforcement officers. There’s just something about the type of man that wears that uniform.
Our parents raised us to judge people by their actions and to always give our trust until it was broken. It doesn’t work for everyone but so far it’s worked pretty well for me.
So I give my trust to my readers. Enjoy life and next time you’re on a bus or train or even just sitting in a park, if you can, turn to the person beside you and say hi and ask them how their day’s going. One way to stop violence, bigotry and just all round hatred is to get to know the person beside you. Introduce yourself to the people in your neck of the woods. Someone might just surprise you and become a good friend!!
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Those of you that have read Sienna’s Submission; I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoyed writing it. My next book in the Men of Kinsey series comes out in February, 2012. It’s Ryder, Sam and Dan’s story. I’ve had a lot of people ask me if I was going to write about them. For some reason Ryder grabbed the hearts and a few other place…lol, of people.
Today I am excited to welcome author Simone Sinna to Behind Closed Doors. She’s agreed to share a bit of her latest release from Siren Bookstrand. Embedded is an erotic contemporary romance filled suspense and intrigue. Journalist Stephanie Beauman goes undercover “down under” in Syndney, Australia. Here’s a taste of her story…
Opening her eyes again as Miguel continued to kiss her neck and shoulders with a warm insistent mouth, she saw Gabriel had leaned forward a little, into the light, watching her, her reactions, the suggestion of her nakedness before him. Through the shadows she stared back, daring him to stop her, daring him not to want her.
New York journalist Stephanie Beauman goes undercover in Sydney Australia to investigate a corrupt business deal, taking a job as hostess for enigmatic businessman Gabriel de Romanos. Initially confident, and with groundsman Reno as her ally, she is drawn into a world of high-stakes business, wine, social excess and murder. As she accompanies de Romanos between Australia and Argentina, he and his suave rival Miguel involve her in their business and sexual games. Stephanie is forced to take increasing risks and finally to choose between her story and her own desire.
Welcome to Behind Closed Doors to today’s guest author Leanore Elliott. Let’s travel with her to Nowhere, Arizona for some sizzling hot romance…
“Big deals and power suits was the life of Madeline Sayers. No love. No color. No life. Out of the ashes of a dying mothers’ last request, she finds herself in the middle of nowhere. Nowhere, Arizona, that is. On her simple quest to return an item, she finds herself stuck in the desert. Out of the blistering heat of the sun, she sees Devon. Although in her eyes he is truly magnificent, she fears him. Will he make her tear down the walls that she had built around herself? The seduction is hot and the colors are bright in Nowhere.”“Aquatica Reviews”
Just imagine, you are a driven girl for success and power in a man’s world. But you’ve never longed for anything sensual or seductive and you never knew what was inside of you, until you meet someone who turns you inside out.
“Ever ridden bareback?” He grinned down at her.
His smile elicited more shivers. “I’ve never ridden at all.”
“There are a whole lot of things you’ve never done.” He reached out to her. “How about we start with this?”
Madeline puzzled at his bold opinions while looking at his outstretched hand.
“Afraid?” he taunted
Watch Out For The Aphrodisiac Lightning Pool…
“Yep, you’re afraid of me.”
“What?”
You heard me.”
She balled her hands into fists at her sides. “Screw you! I don’t even know you, let alone…” Her words halted as he stood up in the water and stepped from the pool. Oh, dear God, he’s magnificent!
“Remove your clothes and join me, or I will remove them for you.” His eyes locked with hers.
“No one tells me—“
Cutting her reply off, he reached out and lifted her to his wet body. “I won’t repeat it.”
Madeline gazed into his eyes, mesmerized by the intensity of his words. He released her and stood back. Drawing in a breath, she tugged her T-shirt up and over her head.
When Seduction Is Not Enough….
She drew in a breath. “So, what are you going to do?”
“Seduce you.”
“That would be way too easy for you.” Madeline grinned up at him. “You already know I want you.”
Devon tilted his head at her. “But that’s not enough for me.”
“What would be enough?”
“I want all of you.”
Seduction Then, Turns The Tables…
He hit the water with his hand. “You have never listened!” The voice sounded like Devon’s, but his skin grew darker and his muscles rippled in a strange way.
At the surreal transformation, she sat stunned on the ledge.
“You are not afraid?” His voice sounded strange as he glared at her.
She held steady, but her heart pounded in her ears. “No.”
Reaching out, he lifted her and raised her high. “You will be.” He gave her a chilling smile and stepped out of the pool, carrying her through the cave opening. He headed for the table, setting her in front of it. “You should have listened.” His words sounded clipped and thick.
Now You Meet The Sunset Warrior …
He stood with a towering height. A proud and impressive male, surging muscles bulged from his gleaming, broad shoulders. His bronze skin appeared sleek and deliciously smooth in the low light of the cave. His lean abdominal muscles rippled under the glow of the torches.
Madeline continued to stare at his physique and experienced an unwanted flushing, which coursed through her body. A savage Adonis stood on front of her, possessing an unbridled power to administer both pleasure and pain. Savage confidence emanated from his hunter-like stance. The dark slate color of his glinting eyes reflected an austere rage. He was Devon, but not the same Devon.
He applied his hot tongue to her tender skin. Her whole body shivered as he opened her folds with his fingers, placing his warm lips over her exposed clit.
“Mmm,” she moaned.
Sliding his hot, moist tongue over her with a rapid motion, he tilted her hips and spread her pussy open wider, his rigid, searing tongue plunging inside of her.
I want him to do it more! I need it! Her body shook terribly. No! Madeline fought her own body’s reaction, tossing her head back and forth while his tongue propulsion grew more rapid and the throbbing became a living bliss. Her leg muscles stiffened as she fought her body’s compelling need to give in to the heated, erotic assault. She inevitably lost the battle to resist as her body spasmed and her thigh muscles tightened. The heady orgasm rippled through her body and the room spun around her.
The satisfied brave withdrew his victorious, probing tongue and watched her climax. His intense gaze elicited a lurid wave of fascination in Madeline. An instinctive connection sparked in her consciousness, as if his eyes willed her to free her sensual being, willing her to give in to true ecstasy.
His warm, wet mouth latched onto her nipple, his skillful tongue circling her tender, aching nerve endings. The brave began his pointedly decadent oral journey with a slow taunting of sweeping licks and nibbles. Increasing the pace of his nipple teasing, he suckled harder and tugged gently at her rosy peak with his teeth.
“Ohh!” she mumbled with a helpless shudder.
And The Warrior Wants More Than Devon wanted…
Lifting her away from the wall by her hips, he shoved his hard, pulsing cock into her.
Madeline’s gasps grew loud in the cave as she leaned her body closer to him and rubbed her breasts across his bare chest. He pumped into her repeatedly, with a powerful intensity while tilting her hips forward for maximum penetration.
The absolute wave of rapturous splendor crashed over her, pulsating its way through her fevered body, and she escalated into a full orgasm. Her nipples pinched and ached for his touch, his mouth. Desperate for anything he wanted to do, she wanted to feel it all.
He studied the needy anxious expression on her face.
“Please!” At her plea, he lowered his mouth and sucked on one nipple while he pinched the other with his strong fingers. Harder! She screamed in her mind, and he tweaked them with a gentle twisting. Deeper, I need more of you!
She closed her eyes while imprisoned by the grip of the longest, most torturing orgasm of her life. Colors burst behind her closed eyes, and her body helplessly flushed hot and cold all over. With feverish greed, she tilted her hips forward to get more from the powerful pounding, thrusting back with an aggressive, rapid motion, losing control completely. Her orgasm finally slowed, and she vigorously panted from the intense ecstasy that entrapped her.
The brave adjusted his pace to her spiraling descent from ecstatic madness and ground into her with a slower, more soothing rhythm. Sweet relief washed over her as her body relaxed and she calmed. What is happening? Dizzy with satisfaction, she marveled at the splendid rapture while her lungs struggled for air.
His body tensed, and she jumped when the heat of his cum flowed into her. An exquisite burning fire swept through her limbs like the sharp scrape at the lighting of a match, igniting her entire body as it responded to his ejaculation. She helplessly reacted with yet another orgasm. “Ahh!” A euphoric jolt of astonishment bolted through her.
“My woman now,” he announced with a victorious tone, grasping her ass and squeezing her bare cheeks, tugging her closer to his hips.
The squeezing enhanced her orgasm while moisture seeped from her with an encompassing gratification and Madeline shuddered. “Yes,” she huffed breathlessly as her fifth climax peaked. “Yes!”
I was checking out the various sites that I have pages on, making sure that the information is up to date, when I was suddenly taken by surprise. When the screen opened up to the main page for The Romance Reviews, the cover of my book popped up with a review written by author Sam Crescent. Click on the button on the right side of this page and it will take you right to the review but here is a bit that made me smile…a lot!
“If you love a huge story with major hot and lovable characters, tense emotional scenes and people who you would like to go and slap, then this is the book for you.” author Sam Crescent The Romance Reviews http://erotic.theromancereviews.com/viewbooksreview.php?bookid=3815
For the Love of Quinn is available as an ebook from Siren Bookstrand and also on Amazon. The print version is scheduled to release sometime in January. I will keep you posted.
One of the inspirations for book two in my Now and Forever series "My Love, My Friend"
I was working on gathering photos for my next promotional video and I came across several that just drew me right in. This photo of the couple near the waterfall immediately made me think of Sammi and Nathan. They are two lovers in my next book. For those of you who have already read, For the Love of Quinn, you will be happy to know that most of the characters make at least brief appearances in My Love, My Friend. Sammi is Quinn’s cousin and also a veterinarian. When she travels to California to visit Quinn and Sarah, she meets Nathan. Some may remember him as the hunky bodyguard/limo driver that takes care of Steve and Quinn whenever they are in California. I found this photo on FreeDigitalPhotos.net. The photographer is listed as Dynamite Imagery. The pictures posted in their gallery there are fantastic. You can use them for free as long as you give them credit, but if you wish to not give them credit, you can purchase the pictures that you need too. It’s the best of both worlds if you ask me. I have no problem giving this artists credit. They rock! If you want to see more pictures from Dynamite Imagery, click on the photo and it will take you to the page.
Speaking of writing…
I am opening up this blog and it’s sister blog over on blogspot called Not Enough Time in the Day to guests. If you are interested in posting, let me know. I would love to share my space with fellow authors. No topic is off limits! Several days in November and December are still open. If I have a big enough response, I will work on January and February schedules.
Have a Happy Samhein and I hope to hear from you all real soon!
I missed posting for last week due to a scheduling conflict at my day job as a veterinarian, but I am back! There are several other authors participating once again this week. If you get a chance, check out some of the other fantastic entries! http://sixsunday.com
This particular six is from For the Love of Quinn. Here one of our heroes is mesmerized by our our heroine, Quinn Hollis as she enters the concert hall of the House of Blues. Jacob Hartley can’t take his eyes off of her. The way she looked and moved had his mind racing and his body in overdrive.
Man, what he wouldn’t give to take her into a bathroom stall and fuck her from behind!
She wore skintight hip-hugger black jeans, black three-inch heels that gave her an extra shimmy when she walked, and a form-fitting leopard print top that really showed off her tits, not slutty, but just enough to make him want to see more. Gold hoops and studs adorned her ears. He hadn’t noticed that they were triple-pierced last night. The more Jacob saw, the more this woman fascinated him. If he’d known veterinarians could be this sexy, he would have made sure to be here every year for their conference.
I decided to give this a try. It’s not easy picking six sentences to grab the readers attention and make them want to read more, but I gave it a shot. This was taken from For the Love of Quinn which is now available through Siren Bookstrand and Amazon.com. It’s a scene where our heroine, Quinn meets up with her lover and casino mogul Steve. After finishing up with her veterinary conference lectures for the day, Quinn drops in on Steve in his office. Just the sound of his voice can send Quinn’s body into overdrive and this time is no exception.
Steve shoved his cock hard into her dripping cunt. He had been fantasizing about taking her this way all day long, and as a result, he was about ready to explode when she knocked on his door.
He kept pounding her tight, muscular body stretched over his mahogany desk, which thudded every time he entered her. Ever the good slave, Quinn muffled her cries until he gave her permission to let herself go. That made Steve want her all the more, and he moved faster in and out of her. He leaned over and whispered in her ear, “Tell me what you want, my beautiful slave.”
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