Day Three of the With Love Valentine’s Day Blog

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For today’s blog submission, I decided to switch gears a bit and give you an excerpt from my current work in progress The Island(Now and Forever 2). For those of you who stopped in during the Christmas blog hop, you will recall the short story A Christmas Miracle for Jake. Well, I decided to develop that into the next book to follow For the Love of Quinn.  In this book we will find out how Jake and Quinn are connected and why they are so drawn to each other when the meet in Vegas.  Another character we get to love to hate is Ms. Julia Santos.  She is the reason that Jacob Hartley is a love them and leave them kind of guy.  In one night, Julia manages to destroy the lives of three of her lovers as well as a few other casualties.

The following excerpt happens just after Jake and Julia have a small argument about going to visit his mother for her birthday. The trip would take him out of town at the same time of her art gallery opening. Julia won’t listen to him and manages to make sure that he stays in town with her.

 

Jacob agreed with the doctor to leave Julia in the hospital overnight to rest. Not so much for her, but he needed a break from the chaos too. For once she didn’t argue with him or insist that he stay with her in the hospital room. He kissed her forehead as he got up to leave. Her eyes fluttered a little bit, but didn’t open. He wasn’t sure if she was really asleep, or just didn’t want him to see her without her colored contacts. Hell, he had been with her for the last two years and had seen her with every eye color imaginable, but still had yet to see her natural color.

He stopped at the nurse’s station to make sure they had his cell number and recognized the woman just reporting for her shift. She smiled brightly at him at first, but then frowned, her eyebrows knit with worry. “Mr. Hartley? Are you okay? Is it Ms. Santos again?”

He quickly glanced at her name badge. Why couldn’t he ever remember her name? It was very close to his mother’s. “Kathy, we have to stop meeting like this.” He tried to smile but he was just too beat. “The doctor gave her some sort of sedative so she can rest tonight. I’ll be back to get her in the morning.”

The red-headed nurse nodded and agreed to call him if there were any problems. “You make sure you get some sleep too. You look like you’ve been run over by a semi.”

Jacob laughed for the first time that night. “You know, I feel like it.  I don’t know if I can take much more of this.” Jacob didn’t know why he said that to her, practically a stranger, but it felt good to get it out in the open.

“Mr. Hartley, have you looked into getting Ms. Santos some professional help?” Kathy’s brown eyes were filled with genuine concern. Jacob wasn’t sure if it was for Julia or for him, but at the moment it didn’t matter. He felt relieved that someone else brought up the subject.

“Funny you should ask. I brought it up last week.”

“Just before—“

“Just before her last meltdown, yes. Until she agrees to commit herself for treatment, there’s little more I can do for her. I can say she tried to kill herself tonight, but I can’t prove it.”

Kathy smiled and patted his hand gently. “Don’t worry, Mr. Hartley. I’m sure Dr. Carlos will get through to her. He has a wonderful bedside manner and I am sure he can convince her to get some help dealing with her emotional issues. Now go on home. Ms. Santos is in good hands.”

* * * *

“Julia, what on earth are we going to do with you?” Dr. Mario Carlos locked the door to the private hospital room and dimmed the lights. “You know how the nurses love to gossip. Eventually one of them will put two and two together and figure out you’ve been faking all of these so called accidents.”

“Who cares what those nosy bitches think.” She reached out and rubbed his already hard cock through his scrubs. “I need this pounding the hell out of my pussy right now.  So stop talking and start fucking.” Julia meant exactly what she said. She didn’t care what anyone else thought and that included Jacob. At that moment, all she could think about was her lover’s glorious cock filling her to the brim. She thought of nothing all day except how she felt with his tongue darting in and out of her ass and pussy. Just the flick of his tongue over his own lips made her shiver with delight and soak her thong.

The very same thong the good doctor tore from her body seconds after lifting her up to sit on top of sink in her bathroom. Her finger wound tight in his dark wavy hair as his mouth plundered hers, taking her breath away. She loved the power she had over this man. Any time, any place she wanted, he was always willing to oblige. Tonight was no exception.

Mario spread her legs wider, lifting her off the sink as he buried his dick in her dripping cunt. Julia moaned and sighed as he started to slowly pull out and plunge back in. “Stop teasing me and give me what I want. Now.” Julia pulled his mouth away from hers, but not before she bit down on his lower lip, nearly drawing blood.

“You’ll pay for that, bitch.” 

* * * *

 “Promise?”

He pulled out of her abruptly and spun her around leaving her hands braced against the sink. He kicked her legs apart and bent her over so that her swollen outer lips glistened at him. She shimmied and shaked, trying to entice him to enter her again, but he had other plans. He grabbed the liquid hand soap bottle and squeezed a large amount over the crack of her ass, slipping his fingers in and out of her, stretching her inner muscles to accommodate him. “I don’t make promises, sweetheart. I’m a man of action.” He slid the head of his cock into her ass, feeling her tighten around him and then stretch more. The sensation of her squeezing and releasing his entire member as he continued to glide in was almost more than he could take, but he was not about to give her the satisfaction of him exploding inside her. Not yet.

“Oh, I love your kind of action, doctor.” Julia was beginning to pant and struggle to move against him. She tried to take control of their session as always, but this time he wasn’t going to allow it. He wanted to hear her beg for a change.

He reached around cupped both of her large full breasts in his hands and pulled her up against him, his cock still embedded deep inside her ass, her anal muscles spasming out of control. Julia’s head fell back against his shoulder as he nibbled along her neck. “Please, Mario.”

“Please, what?” He kneaded her breasts and twisted her nipples eliciting a whimper from her now.

“Please. Fuck me. Fuck me until I scream.”

“God, you know I love your filthy mouth.” Mario moved his hands to Julia’s hips, feeling her body shake under his fingertips. He dug his nails into her flesh pulling her back hard against his body, over and over. She grunted with each thrust inside of her, dancing on the tips of her toes keeping her ass in the position he wanted her in. Her juices coated her inner thighs and continued to spurt out of her.

She grabbed one of the wash clothes sitting on the sink and shoved it into her mouth barely stifling her screams of ecstasy. Finally, the always demanding diva was putty in his hands.

 

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Last Day of the Stuff Your Stockings Christmas Blog Hop

Welcome back to Behind Closed Doors and the final day of the Christmas hop.  I hope you got lots of entries in the giveaways being offered by the other participating authors.  If this is the first day you are with us, boy you have a LOT of ground to cover!  For my contest all you have to do is leave a comment and be entered to win a copy of my novel For the Love of Quinn in the format of your choice.  This is the third day of the hop and a third chance you get to be entered in my contest.  If you missed the last two posts, you can go back and leave a comment for your entry.

With that being said, I hope you enjoy the final chapter in my free short story A Christmas Miracle for Jake.  For those of you who have already read For the Love of Quinn, you will get a bit more background information about some of my favorite characters and a couple new ones 😉

 

***WARNING*** The following and final chapter of this short story is sexually explicit.  It is meant for readers 18 years old and older.  If you are not at least 18 years old, please do not read any further.

 

Chapter Five

 

“I was hoping you’d say that.”  Quinn took his hands in hers and pulled him toward the open door of her bungalow.  The music on the stereo changed once again and now Tim McGraw and Faith Hill sang their ballad I Need You.

Jacob pulled her arms up to wrap around his neck as they danced to the haunting tune.  The soulful longing and love both singers had for each other poured out with each verse and tugged at his heart.  He had never felt this way before, and yet it felt so right, meant to be.  His lips found hers once again, warm and welcoming.  Her tongue slipped and slid over his, drawing him in deeper and testing his control to the limit.  He wanted her with every fiber of his being, and yet he wanted to slow it down and enjoy every moment they had together.

He picked her up and carried her over to the California King in the center of the room. Laying her on the pillows at the top of the bed, he broke their kiss long enough to flip off his sandals and stretch out next to her.  Quinn wrapped her arms around him as his body covered hers.  Her fingers traced the muscles of his back as his lips trailed down her neck, nibbling, kissing, and tasting along the way.

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.

 

* * * *

            Oh my God, this man is hot! Quinn’s body was on fire.  Just the scent of him made her body react immediately. Her thong had been soaked from the moment she heard his voice, and her senses were on overdrive trying to take in all of him at once.  When he touched her, it was as if she was zapped with electricity and her mind went to mush. All she kept thinking about was leading up to this moment here with him, in her bed.

His eyes found hers once again and she began to fall.  She didn’t care.  Thoughts of going back or staying here on the island disappeared. All she wanted to think about, feel, and taste was Jacob.  Quinn pulled his mouth back to hers, the sweet taste of the berries, mango and papaya dazzled her taste buds as their tongues teased and danced with each other, fighting for control one moment and surrendering the next.

Jacob finally freed her tits from the laces of her bodice.  Watching him tug at the strings with his teeth made her heart race and she giggled before she could stop.  He winked at her and kept up the slow pace.  “I stand by my first assessment.  You are a tease.”

“Baby doll, you haven’t seen anything yet.”  He pushed her dress down to her waist and simply stared.  “I’m not the only tease here.”

“What are you talking about?”  Quinn slid her fingertips up and down his arms. His muscles twitched and pulsed at her touch.  She wanted those arms wrapped around her and to never let go.

“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever met.  You don’t flaunt it, but every move you make turns me on.  I wanted to take this slow, but I can’t.”

“Stop thinking so much and kiss me.”  She pushed herself up to meet his mouth once again as they moved on the bed so she was now on top of him.  Jacob’s hands slid up her thighs, leaving hot trails with his fingertips.  Her body began to quake and her pussy clenched as a rush of fluid soaked her panties again.

Jacob hooked his thumbs in the band of her thong and snapped them off of her and onto the floor.  His hands slid up her body, pulling the dress up and over her head in a flash.  He sat up, holding her in his lap, nuzzling first one breast and then the other with his stubbly chin and cheeks.  The roughness of his skin against her rock hard nipples sent her rolling into another orgasm.  She clung to him as he suckled harder on her right nipple while kneading her left breast with his hands.  Quinn arched her back and bit her lip before crying out. “Jake, please don’t—”

He pulled back quickly, holding her face in his hands.  “Did I hurt you?”

Her eyes glistened with tears.  “No.  Please don’t stop.”

 

* * * *

The catch in her voice nearly broke his heart.  The raw passion was there. Her body given freely to him, and yet she was still making sure he wanted her.  He knew that pain all too well, but here with Quinn, it was all fading away.  She did that for him and he wanted to do the same for her.  He wiped away the tears that started to spill onto her flushed face.  He kissed her softly and held her close.  “I want you, now and for however long we can be together.  I need to be with you.  I won’t stop as long as you want the same.”

Quinn slid off his lap and knelt up on the bed, pulling him up with her.  She held his gaze as her fingers unfastened his shorts and then slid them down over his hips.  Jacob quickly took off his tank top before crushing Quinn’s chest against his.  She smiled and his heart began to pound.  “I need you too.  Make love with me, Jake.”

He slid out of his shorts as Quinn eased back onto the pillows.  Jacob took in her entire sun kissed body, naked before him.  God, she’s so beautiful.  Quinn welcomed him into her arms as he joined her on the pillows, his mouth finding her left nipple this time as his right hand trailed down her stomach.

She arched her back and moaned as soon as his fingers found her throbbing clit.  Another wave of fluid gushed out of her and over his fingers.  Jacob brought them up to his mouth to taste her.  “Mmmm…you taste fucking fantastic.  Your sister was right.  Wanna taste?”

Quinn giggled and licked his fingers clean.  That move sent his body over the edge.  His cock was bouncing with his need for her, a fact that didn’t go unnoticed by his lover.  Quinn slid her hands down his abs to his pulsing member.  She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and squeezed a little, eliciting a gasp from him. “Oh, now who’s teasing?”

Jacob eased Quinn all the way back onto the pillows, and slid down her body toward his prize.  He wanted more than just a taste. He wanted to feast on her cunt until she literally begged for him to take her.  He positioned himself between her thighs and looked up to see her watching him, her chest rising and falling rapidly.  He winked at her before popping her clit into his mouth and sucking hard.  Quinn nearly bucked him off but he held her hips in place, enjoying her squirming and sighs.  It wasn’t long at all before he was rewarded once again with her sweet nectar.

He teased her a bit more with his tongue and then slipped one, two and then three fingers inside of her hot folds.  Her pussy clenched repeatedly over his fingers and her body convulsed over and over again.  Quinn’s entire body flushed from her tits to her toes, because of him, because of what he was doing to her.  He wanted more, so much more.  He couldn’t wait any longer.  He wanted to bury his cock inside her, go over the edge and never come back.

 

* * * *

            Jacob slid up Quinn’s body and pulled her legs up to wrap around his waist as he teased her clit with the head of his cock.  “Jake, Jake, now baby.  Take me now.”  He slid into her slowly, her body adjusting to his size quickly, contracting and pulling him in deeper until he completely impaled her. Quinn’s mind raced to catch up to her body.  No one had ever elicited this kind of response from her.  Every touch, every kiss left her body begging for more.

Quinn’s thighs tightened around him as Jacob continued to stroke her pussy, slow and steady at first, gradually picking up his pace and taking Quinn through one orgasm after another.  Just as one zipped through her, another was hot on it’s heels.  She couldn’t think. She couldn’t speak. She could barely breathe, but still wanted and needed more of him.

He slid his hands up her arms, pinning them above her head.  Quinn braced her feet on the bed as Jacob continued to pound her now, her double D-cup breasts bouncing wildly with each thrust.  “Take me with you, baby,” Jacob’s whispered plea triggered one last eruption within her.  Jacob’s cock exploded within her as they came together one last time.  He collapsed on top of her, releasing his hold on her hands over her head.  Quinn wrapped her arms around his body as he rolled them over onto their sides.

Jacob rested his forehead against hers as their breathing slowed and became a bit more regular.  She brushed some of his hair back off of his forehead and rested her palm against his cheek.  “What the hell just happened?”  She searched his eyes for any answers and found the same confusion she was feeling, and something else.

“I don’t understand it any more than you do.  I’ve never believed that something like this could really happen, but God help me, I think I’ve fallen in love with you, Quinn.”

“Oh Jake, I love you too.  What are we going to do?”  Quinn was confused and more than a bit angry. How could Fate be so cruel as to give her this love when he was near death in the real world?  Was this supposed to happen this way, or were they just to keep each other company until they both were ready to go back?

“Well, if we can’t be together after we go back, then I’m not going.  It’s simple as that.  I finally found the one person that makes me feel—”

“Whole.”  Quinn placed her hand over Jacob’s heart.  “In your heart you finally feel whole, like you finally found a part of you that was missing.”

Jacob covered her hand with his. “Exactly.  So unless your brother and my Pop can convince me that we’ll find each other again if I go back, I choose to stay here with you.”

 

* * * *

            Daniel watched his sister run through the waves with Jacob.  He didn’t remember seeing her that happy in a hell of a long time.  She had been there with Jacob for what seemed like weeks to them, but was actually only a few hours in the real world.  Michael was anxious to convince his son to go back.  If he waited much longer, the choice would be made for him and he might not like the outcome.  “We need to tell them.  They won’t go back otherwise.”

“Danny, you know very well that we can’t promise them that they’ll end up together forever this lifetime.  Yes, it’s possible and highly likely, but they still have to go through some other trials left ahead of them.  Both will meet and fall for other people before they see each other again.  Even if we nudge and nudge, their free will is what will decide.  And you do realize we’ll have to block their memories of this place, at least for a while?”

“I don’t want her to go through any more pain, Sarge.  There’s a hell of a lot of that ahead of her. She still hasn’t worked through my death and soon our family will suffer another devastating blow.  I feel so helpless!”  Daniel flung a rock far out into the ocean.

Michael appeared deep in thought for a moment, and then his face lit up. “I got it.  We tell them just enough truth to get them to go back.  Then it’s up to them to choose their own paths.  They do meet and fall for each other again.  We just can’t see whether or not they will stay together. Too many variables yet to play out.”

“Does this stuff get any easier?”

“Yes and no.  I tell you what. Until they paired me up with you, I didn’t have a clue how to get through this stuff let alone watch over my own family.  You were right before.  They would not have put us in charge of all of these couples if they didn’t think we could do it.”

Both angels started down the beach toward their loved ones.  “Please tell me that Jake does go for those dueling dragons tattoo.  They would look fantastic covering his back.”

Michael laughed hard.  “Let’s just get them both back safely before we start covering them in ink, shall we?”

 

Find out what happens to Quinn, Jacob and their families in For the Love of Quinn (Now and Forever 1) available now through Siren Bookstrand, Amazon, Barnes and Noble and Mobipocket.com.

 

 

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Stuff Your Stockings Christmas Blog Hop…Day TWO

Hello and welcome back to Behind Closed Doors for Day Two of the Christmas Blog Hop.  I hope you had a chance to check out the other fabulous authors participating in the hop and entered to win in their contests.  At the end of my post you will have a chance to click on the hop button image to find another stop and contest.

For now, sit back. Relax and enjoy the second installment in my free short story A Christmas Miracle for Jake.

 

 

Chapter Three 

            The sun peeked through the filmy curtain covering the large glass doors on the ocean side of the bungalow. The salty ocean air tickled her nostrils and eased her awake.  Quinn smiled to herself as she remembered how she got there.  “Danny was right.  If I put my mind to it, I could dream walk.  I have no idea what island this is or where, but I love it!”

She moved over to her dressing table and slipped on a slinky sundress.  Whoa! “Where did this come from and how does it fit me?” She gazed at her svelte reflection and definitely loved what she saw.  If only she had this rocking bod back in the real world!

Quinn moved out onto her deck to find coffee brewing along with a plate of  fruit and a few pastries. She poured herself a large mug of the steaming joe, grabbed a cheese danish, and headed for the beach.  Walking barefoot in the sand as the water lapped against her calves always relaxed her mind.  That’s why she was there, to relax and forget about everything for a bit.

“Quinn, hold up!”

She froze in her tracks.  No. It can’t be.  Quinn slowly turned around keeping her eyes closed.  “Please don’t let this be a cruel joke.”

“It’s not.  Open your eyes, you goof.  I’m really here.”

“Danny!” She flew into his arms and held him tight as he spun her around.  “I don’t understand. How?”

“You should know better than to ask questions about that darlin’.  Nothing is impossible for the Big Man Upstairs you know.”

Quinn’s smile faded a little bit. “What happened?  Did I—“

“No!  You’re not dead.  You dream walked here just like we practiced.”  Her brother reached up and brushed some of her hair back behind her ear.  She missed that.  Her heart thudded. He always messed with her hair when he was trying to find a way to tell her something.  “There is something you have to do here.  My partner, Michael needs your help.  His son is here and well, we need you to convince him that life is worth living and to not stay here.”

“Why would I do that?  This place is great.  I just may stay here myself. Not like there’s anything back there for me.”

Daniel’s eyes flashed with anger and Quinn took a small step back.  “Don’t you dare say that shit.  You promised you would live for me, Quinn.  There are people you haven’t even met yet whose lives you will change forever.  Trust me.”

“I don’t know if I can believe that anymore.  When that drunk driver took you away from me, from our whole family, I stopped believing in miracles.”

He wrapped his arms around her tight.  “I’m here. Isn’t that miracle enough for you?  You brought yourself here and that’s a miracle too.”  He lifted her chin so she had to look into his eyes.  “You are going to be given a rare chance here on this island.  This will be the place where you meet your always and forever.  Here you will bind yourselves to each other, heart and soul and nothing and no one will keep you apart.”

Quinn smiled through her tears.  “Still the hopeless romantic?”

“Of course. I’ll let you in on another secret.  I’m an even bigger romantic now.”

“Okay, okay.  I guess I can meet this guy and see how it goes. What’s his name?”

“Jacob.  Jacob Michael Hartley.”

 

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Chapter Four

            “Hello?  Anyone home?”  Jacob walked up the steps and onto the top deck of the bungalow just down the beach from his.  An instrumental version of one of his favorite songs, the Righteous Brothers Unchained Melody, was playing inside. Whether or not this was the right place, they sure had great taste in music.

As he reached out to knock on the half opened glass door, she appeared.  “You must be Jacob.  My brother said to watch for you tonight.  I was hoping that your Dad would make an appearance too.  Danny’s told me a lot about him.”

He took her hand to shake it and immediately felt the jolt. Her eyes widened. Had she felt it too? “Call me Jake.  You must be Quinn.”  Jacob was once again rooted to the spot by mesmerizing eyes.  He concluded they had to be a family trait, but hers elicited a whole different reaction in him, deep down in his soul. Something else was drawing him to her, a feeling that he’s known her in another life, or two.

Quinn smiled and pulled him toward the table, still holding his hand.  “I hope you’re hungry. They’ve got the best fruit here so I made an assortment for a salad.  I waited to put the steaks on, though. Wouldn’t want to overcook those.”

“No we wouldn’t want to do that.”  God, he could look into her eyes for hours.  Those come fuck me eyes that you read about in Playboy.  Here he was looking right into two of them now and his mind was wandering to the what if zone. Get a grip, Hartley! She smiled once again and her entire face glowed.  Jacob’s heart skipped a couple of beats.  What the fuck’s happening to me?

“I’m sorry.  I can’t stop staring into your eyes.  I’ve never seen any so blue.”

It was Jacob’s turn to smile.  “I was going to say something about yours, blue green like the ocean.  I can’t say I haven’t seen those before.  Your brother—“

“Danny and I share the same color. Our sister is a little more on the blue side like our mother.  Do you have your father’s eyes?”

Jacob sat down with Quinn at the table and nodded.  “I’m surprised that you haven’t met him yet.  He isn’t usually the one to shy away from meeting a beautiful woman.”

She blushed deeply and rolled her eyes at him over her water glass.  “Danny said they needed help to convince you to go back.”

“Now why would I want to do that?  I got great food, great company, and all on a beautiful tropical island.”

“I couldn’t agree with you more.  Now that I’m finally here, I’m not so sure I want to go back either.”

 

* * * *

 

“Hmm.  Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea to bring them together now, or tell them that they are destined to be together.”  Daniel’s eyes were wide and taking in the whole scene.  “Fate said this time together for them would seal their bond, but all I see is them falling for each other now and forgetting everyone else.”

Michael put his hand on Daniel’s shoulder.  “Be patient, my friend.  Lady Fate also said these two have loved each other through many lifetimes and have been torn apart repeatedly.  Now is their time.  We just have to keep watch…and give a nudge now and then.  You know that pesky free will gets in the way every time!” Both laughed loudly, but neither Jacob nor Quinn heard them…even if they wanted to.

 

* * * *

            “You’re right. The fruit here is wonderful, or maybe it’s the company that makes it taste that way?”  Jacob winked and Quinn’s face flushed scarlet.  “What did I say?”

“Oh, I was just thinking of something my sister told me about eating certain kinds of fruits.”  She bit her lower lip and stared at her plate a few seconds, avoiding his eyes, but she kept smiling.

Jacob felt his own smile grow.  He had an idea what she was referring to, but he wanted to hear her say it.  “How about I put the steaks on and you can tell me what your sister has to say about fruit, and what we can do with it?”  He got up and leaned over to brush stray hairs behind her ear with his fingertips.  “Your blush brings out the color in your eyes even more.”

“Oh, now stop it!  You’re just teasing me.”  She stood up to help with the steaks, but instead ended up standing just inches from him.  “Didn’t your mother ever tell you it’s not nice to tease a girl like that?”

Jacob reached up and touched her tanned cheek, finding it warm and still bit flushed.  “Was that what we’re doing here?  Teasing?  I prefer the term flirting, or even enticing.”  He brushed her lips softly with his own. “Or even…seducing…” He leaned in to deepen the kiss.  Quinn’s hands trailed up his arms, his neck and then entwined in his shoulder length brown hair.  He pulled her close, molding her body to his.  The feel of her in his arms was amazing, like she was meant to be there, like he was meant to hold her and kiss her this way.  He didn’t understand why he was there with her, but he knew he was supposed to be.

She broke the kiss and appeared just as surprised and at ease with him as he was with her.  “What about the steaks? They’re still in the refrigerator. We’ll need to take them out to get to room temperature for a few minutes before we put them on the grill.”

“They’ll keep.  I’ve got a pretty powerful craving for more of that fruit.”

* * * *

“Well, I think that’s our cue to disappear for a bit.”  Michael was smiling broadly at his young partner.  “You really don’t want to watch what’s going to happen next do you?”

Daniel rolled his eyes. “I think I can do without the mental picture of my sister and your son in bed together, thank you very much.  Besides, we need to check in on a few other people who will play a role in their lives.”

“I agree. It’s time we see how the boys are doing convincing Stephen Eischer to undergo one more round of chemotherapy.”

“He’s another stubborn mule.  Lady Fate said the Big Guy has plans for him and Quinn too.  It’s going to be one hell of a show watching this all play out.  I’m not so sure I am going to be able to stand back and not give a few extra nudges along the way.”

Michael smiled.  “Well, we won’t be alone in this you know.  Our families will be there to help them get through all of it, and I for one can’t wait to see the love sparks fly between all of the couples we’re watching over.  Some of the pairings have surprised me a bit. I have my favorites of course, but ultimately it’s their choice.”  Daniel tilted his head and rolled his eyes, making Michael chuckle once again. “Okay, okay.  I’ll help with the extra nudging!”

 

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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

Behind Closed Doors Welcomes Author Sylvia Ryan

I’m excited to have one of my fellow Siren authors join me today on Behind Closed Doors.  She writes for Siren’s Menage Amour line and her very first book with them was rated SCORCHING!  So come on in and visit with Sylvia for a bit and then check out the steamy excerpt from Saved by One, Shared by Two.~

You don’t have to burn books to destroy a culture.

Just get people to stop reading them.  —  Ray Bradbury

Author Sylvia Ryan

Okay, let’s talk books. But instead of shamelessly plugging my book (which I’m sure I’ll be able to fit in somewhere later on) I’d like to issue a holiday challenge to you. Yes…you! For many of us readers, it took just one really good book sometime in our early adolescence to suck us in and hook us on reading for life. Mine was Flowers in the Attic by VC Andrews, and I bet you can remember the one book that got you started too.

I know, I know this sounds like a lame public service announcement, but I’m going to challenge you by asking that along with the cds, video games, and clothes you buy for the kids on your list this year, add an excellent young adult book for a kid on your list. Make a deal with the recipient that the two of you will read the book at the same time. Take them out to lunch when you’re done. At the very least, you’ll have an opportunity to have a conversation—interact with them on a deeper level than just asking how school is going. And maybe, just maybe, you may have opened up a world to them that they’ll enjoy for a lifetime, and that’s a win/win situation for everybody.

Now let’s talk about my book. First let me warn you, I do not write young adult books, so please don’t buy my book for your favorite young adult, or they’re going to have a lot of things to talk to you about during that lunch! But I do invite you guys to check out my erotic romance, Saved by One, Shared by Two. It’s my first, and only published book, and it’s getting great reviews. If you’re into ménage, strong heroines and alpha males, you’re going to love this book. Check it out on Goodreads.

http://www.goodreads.com/book/show/12336413-saved-by-one-shared-by-two

I also have to thank my hostess, Tammy for letting me rant and then shamelessly plug my book.

Sylvia Ryan

About the Author

Sylvia lives the life of an ordinary wife, mother and professional existing in Midwest Suburbia, USA. She reads voraciously and loves to lose herself and fall head over heels for the alpha males in the novels she reads.

When she gets the chance to shed the prim and proper persona of average wife and mother, her secret identity, Sylvia Ryan, emerges. This alter ego strives to write original ideas in extraordinary settings for her readers to remember long after the book has been read. Her dream is to transform her racy thoughts and naughty nature into tangible works of erotic fantasy for others’ secret identities to enjoy.

Blurb for Saved by One, Shared by Two

Survival…that’s all Julia was hoping for when she set off alone. The EMP left nothing working, and civilization crumbled rapidly. Her plan to flee to safety failed and she lay dying when Arden found her. He brought her home and saved her life.

Julia has no choice but to wait out the winter with sweet, sexy Arden and his seductive best friend, Ben. She tries to ignore the sexual tension and constant temptation of living with the men, but eventually she gives in to each man’s seduction. When both men come to the realization that they are in love with Julia, their lifelong friendship prevents them from competing for her. So, a deal is struck between them. She will accept and love them together, or not at all.

ADULT EXCERPT (For Readers 18 and over)

Ben took Julia’s hand and led her to her feet and over toward Arden. Julia climbed on top of Arden’s lap, one leg on either side. She positioned herself over his hardened crest and pierced herself on Arden’s cock. She took him quickly into her with a moan of pleasure. Arden placed his arms around her, stilling her and pulling her body flat to his chest. He stroked her back and hair while holding her in this intimate embrace.

“If you want to stop, just tell me,” he whispered in her ear. She knew then what they wanted. They had never tried this before. Julia’s response to Arden’s whisper was a groan of need.

“Ride me, Julia,” he said as he started moving her hips with his hands. They were chest to chest, Arden inside her to the hilt, her clit rubbing rhythmically against the base of his cock.

Julia sensed Ben coming up behind her before he even touched her. He caressed his hand down the center of her back. She knew he was in no hurry. He just watched her and Arden lazily moving against each other.

Ben found her small rear entry with his finger and rubbed teasingly before penetrating the tight little hole with his finger.

Julia’s immediate push back, penetrating herself deeper onto his finger, prompted a loud “yes,” from her lips. Ben added another finger to the penetration of her tiny, tight anus, and she rode Arden’s cock and Ben’s fingers slowly, relaxing a little.

Ben worked his fingers, stretching her as she moved on them. Julia knew Ben had been working up to this in the past few months, trying to make her ready to receive his cock in her ass. She was ready, both physically and emotionally. She knew he would never hurt her.

Ben removed his fingers to Julia’s immediate displeasure.

She lifted her head from Arden’s chest and whimpered, “Ben,” but lowered her head again to Arden’s chest as she felt the base of Ben’s cock pressing against her opening.

At once, she realized that she was the one in control of his penetration. She moved herself back and forth on Arden’s cock and slowly impaled herself on Ben’s engorged crest at her rear. In several gentle passes, Julia had backed herself onto the tip of Ben’s erection. She hissed as he slowly penetrated deeper, falling into a rhythm of his own, complementary to her every stroke over Arden’s cock. He slowly worked his way deeper inside of her. Her ass gripped him tight.

She was right on the threshold between pleasure and pain. She was totally filled by both men. Stretched so tight, she stopped for a moment to catch her breath and absorb the pleasure and wickedness of the act. Both men stilled, waiting for her signal to know she was okay and ready.

With her breathing heavy and her pussy grabbing Arden’s cock so tightly, she knew she was close to orgasm. The stimulation would quickly overcome her. “If I start moving, I’m going to come,” she whimpered.

“That’s the idea,” Arden purred into her ear.  

Slowly, Julia began riding Arden again as Ben entered and retreated from behind. Julia’s pleasure was so extreme, all of her muscles clamped down, her body stiffened, and her ability to continue diminished.

“Finish me, please, finish,” she cried, her whole body tensed and frozen in anticipation of her orgasm.

Buy Links

Amazon http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/1619261936/ref=olp_product_details?ie=UTF8&me=&seller=

Siren Bookstrand http://www.bookstrand.com/saved-by-one-shared-by-two

Barnes and Noble http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/saved-by-one-shared-by-two-sylvia-ryan/1106234411?ean=9781619261938

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.” 

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!