Cross Country Christmas by Diana Duncan

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The best gifts in life are surprises…

Surprise! Thanks to a blizzard named Blitzen, Christie McQuade can’t make it home for Christmas. Stranded in an airport, things look bleak…until she runs into delicious Deputy Damian Reade, who along with his four-year-old son, Eli, is likewise wondering how to salvage his holidays.

A ’57 Chevy Bel Air christened “Vixen” is their last hope. Christie’s not always the trusting type…but after a background check through her investigative brother clears Damian – and after all, how can a man who’s so patient and loving with his son be dangerous? – she joins them on a Cross Country Christmas adventure filled with fun and surprises…not the least of which is the powerful chemistry between Damian and Christie.

Chemistry is one thing. Heart-tugging is another. And damned if both father and son aren’t soon tugging on Christie’s previously-broken heart-strings.

A child’s unshakeable faith in Santa, his seemingly impossible Christmas wishes of the Jolly Old Man, and a whole lot of holiday magic may lead Damian and Christie to the biggest surprise of all…love.

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‘TWAS THE SPANK BEFORE CHRISTMAS

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‘Twas the night before Christmas and all that was heard were screams of delight with love as the safe word.

The night before Christmas Davis Cathal decides to recreate a scene for his sub, Samantha Merry, based on a deliciously sexy poem she wrote for him as a gift. Inspired by the season of giving, he sets up the perfect scene to reward the love of his life and give her the gift that keeps on coming.

EXCERPT:

‘Twas the night before Christmas and Sir smiled to himself,

feeling very much like the grand, jolly old elf.

His cock twitched in his pants as he thought of his girl,

naughty thoughts invading his mind in a whirl.

 

As a finishing touch, he put a bow on the gift,

Love filled his heart and his spirits did lift,

Hoping she would be as excited as he,

to try out what he’d bought and put under the tree.

 

He smoothed a palm down the length of the bench,

 so impatient to tie up his lusty wench,

and tease her, and please her, ‘til she begged for more,

filling her, using her – oh the ideas he had in store!

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The door to the dungeon opened, and Davis’ body took up the space. Her heart skipped a beat. He’d dressed in a suit, no tie, with the top two buttons undone. She loved that look on him, and her pussy pulsed in agreement.

“What happened, my love?” he asked.

So much for the surprise. Despite her arousal, tears filled her eyes, and her cheeks flushed with heat. Forlorn at ruining his surprise, she sniffed to keep from crying.

Davis crouched in front of her, cupping her cheek in his hand. Then he bent forward and kissed her forehead. “It’s okay. No need to be upset. I’ve got you.”

She leaned into his touch, her sadness fading. A stray tear escaped anyway.

Davis brushed it away with his thumb. “Let me help you gather up these things and then I have something to show you.”

Love for her Dom filled her heart, replacing any lingering sadness. “I wanted to surprise you,” she murmured.

“I know.” He placed another loving kiss to her forehead. “And the poem was beautiful. Thank you.”

“You’re welcome,” she said, her voice sounding small even to her ears. In his presence, her body began to relax after the harrowing drive.

“You’re not going to be a pouty girl, now are you?” he teased.

A smile lifted one corner of her mouth, and she gestured with one hand. “I don’t mean to be. It’s just the crowds, then the snowstorm made me a bit on edge on the drive home, then I trip and spill all of my stuff once I get here…ugh. You weren’t supposed to see any of this yet, not until I wrapped it.” Despite her best efforts, her lower lip stuck out in a pout.

Davis leaned in and nipped her lip. “You’re cute when you pout.” He stood and loomed over her. “All right, Sammie-girl—take off your coat, get it all together, and I’ll be back in a moment.”

“Yes, Sir.”

“Good girl.” And with that he disappeared into the dungeon.

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Davis slipped off her panties, and used the cuffs he’d set on the table to attach her ankles to the back legs of the horse. Then he cuffed her wrists tight to the front post. Running a hand over her back, he could feel every muscle in her body relax. He loved to feel her reaching for that space inside of herself, and he felt blessed to be the one she trusted to bring her there.

An idea struck him, and he hurried over to the dresser and pulled a ball gag out of one of the drawers. Her eyes widened in delight when he brought it over and stuck it in her mouth, securing it around her head. He wiped a bit of saliva that had already pooled at the corner of her mouth.

He reached over to the table, picked up the flogger, and waved it in front of her face. She moaned, her eyes rolling back in her head as he brushed the strands over her face.

Davis trailed the leather strands over her spine as he walked around her to the back of the horse. Her wet cunt glistened in the lights from the Christmas tree. I love how wet she gets from even the thought of a good flogging.

In a teasing manner, he brushed the flogger over her ass cheeks, lightly tapping them against her skin. Samantha moaned louder.

He raised the flogger up into the air. As he brought it down onto her flesh, he said, “Merry Christmas, my girl. Tomorrow you’ll be sore.”

HEAT, HEART & HUMOR! Toys, Sex, and Other Ways to Spice Up Your Life

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BOOK 4 IN THE SERIES COMING SOON!!

Love is the key spice in the recipe of life.

Max Harder long suspected that his ex-girlfriend, Callie, had broken up with him because of another man—her best friend, Tom. In an effort to understand Callie better, Max befriends Tom, and a new friendship is forged. Max sets in motion their plan to show Callie she doesn’t have to choose between them, and that her wildest dreams can come true.

But when Max’s pet capuchin monkey falls ill, their love-lives get turned upside down by more than sex toys and wild fantasies. The pair discovers that family comes in all shapes and sizes, and love is the key spice in the recipe of life.

EXCERPT #1:

Candlelight flickered from the living room, causing shadows to dance over the walls. The scent of vanilla wafted toward her. An assortment of brightly colored carnations—her favorite flower—were displayed in a vase on an end table. Strawberries and cream in a serving bowl sat on the coffee table. This had all the markings of a romantic seduction. Not what she’d had in mind when he’d called.

The scene before her confused her fragile ego. On the one hand, she was touched he’d gone to so much trouble to remember her favorite things. On the other, she didn’t feel a booty call was worth this much effort.

The urge to run away overrode all other feelings. She whipped around only to bump smack dab into his big wall of a body. He caught her elbows when she stumbled, and he steadied her.

“I know what this looks like,” he said, as if reading her mind. “I’m not trying to seduce you, Callie. I wanted to set up some of your favorite things so you’d feel comfortable, so you could relax while we talked.” He stepped closer to her until his lips were tracing the shell of her ear. “Don’t get me wrong—I’d love to sink my cock into your juicy, wet cunt.” She shivered at his words, and she felt him smile against her ear. “I see you like that thought too. I haven’t forgotten how much you like me talking dirty in your ear.” Max held her at arm’s length. “But we need to talk first.”

 

EXCERPT #2:

Callie swallowed hard. “I want you both. I need you both in my life.”

Tom chuckled. “We are so glad to hear you say that.” He slung an arm around her shoulder, and hugged her to him.

Callie slumped into him, and yawned. Max grinned at her, and chucked her on the chin. “Why don’t we get some sleep?”

Her eyebrows scrunched together. “Together?”

Max shrugged. “Why not? I’ve got a king-sized bed, and I think we both want to hold you.” He stood and offered his hand. Tom pushed himself off the couch and held out a hand too. “What do you say?” Max asked.

Callie grinned from ear to ear and took each of their hands. “I’d like that.”

Max’s heart pumped a happy rhythm in his chest as they pulled her to her feet. As he led the way to his bedroom, he remarked, “You know my sister is in a committed threesome, and they’re happy. I’m sure we can make this work.”

“Yeah,” Callie said, “but I thought the three of them were in to each other. I don’t really see you two being…in to each other.”

Tom laughed. “Can’t say as I want to fuck you, bro.”

Max snorted. “Same here.”

Callie stopped short, holding up their love train. “Then why are we doing this?”

Max shook his head, and pulled her into his room. “This isn’t about Tom and me wanting a sexual relationship with each other. It’s about us wanting an intimate relationship with you. It means we share you. And we don’t have to be sexually attracted to each other to have a bond with you, or for us to love each other as friends.”

“Yeah.” Tom scooped her into his arms, and she shrieked. He carried her over to the bed and tossed her onto the mattress. “Max is a great friend, and I can see why you love him so much. When I got over my jealousy, I realized he and I could be good friends too. And if it means I don’t have to lose you, it’s a win-win all around.”

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Chocolate, Sex and Other Tasty Treats for the Soul

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Blurb:

As far as Marnie is concerned—two’s company, and three is never a crowd.

Marnie Harder wants to find love like everyone else. The only catch—she desires to be the third in couple. She has her sights set on her hot neighbor, Madison Williams, and her boyfriend, Drake Ellison. The night Madison knocks on Marnie’s door to borrow some sugar, Marnie gets a taste of something sweet. And when Madison’s boyfriend joins the party, Marnie binges on more than the candy he brings with him.

Leave it to her family and her brother’s meddling monkey to spoil the morning after. But in the wake of candy wrappers, wild passion, and broken furniture, will Marnie be left craving more, or will love sweeten the deal?

Excerpt:

A flush stole over her body at the sight of her sexy, redheaded neighbour, Madison Williams. Calm down, woman. She has a boyfriend, remember?
Madison and her tall, blond, blue-eyed god-of-a-boyfriend, Drake Ellison, had moved into the apartment next to hers a month ago. Upon first glance at the couple, Marnie had been mesmerized. She’d even done something lame and baked a cake for them as a housewarming gift once the couple had settled in.
The visit had been difficult for Marnie, tongue-tied and incoherent in their presence. Her attraction to the two of them rocketed off the charts, and she hadn’t found the courage to express her interest. Despite that fact, she’d visited with them numerous times since delivering the cake.
Marnie had heard their passionate moans emanating from their apartment at all hours of the day. They didn’t seem to mind if the entire building heard them having sex. Guilt shot through her stomach when she recalled a time or two she’d gotten off to the sound of their lovemaking. She shook her head. They haven’t given me any indication they are anything but straight. No wonder I have a hard time talking to them. I’ve got to get these stupid fantasies out of my head.
Madison knocked again, and Marnie put a hand over her heart, which was trying to beat its way out of her chest. Her cunt pulsed as she caught sight of Madison’s tongue darting out to wet her lips. An image of Madison on her knees between Marnie’s thighs flashed through her mind, making her swallow a groan.
Get a grip! Tightening the sash on her robe, she checked to make sure all body parts were covered. She could pretend she didn’t have the hots for Madison. Sure, I can do that. Madison probably needs something. I will pretend I don’t need her.
Cripes. Marnie gulped, unlocked the door, and drew back the chain. Opening the door a crack, she squeaked, “Can I help you?” Shoot me now.
When Madison’s gaze dipped in the direction of the V in her robe, Marnie’s nipples pebbled. Her gaze met Marnie’s again when she spoke. “I hope so. I’m looking for some sugar.”

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Book of Lan

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Lan thought life passed her by, so she decided to catch up with it.

Middle-age divorcee Lan Bellas-Ducharme comes to realize she is not the “Plain Jane” she had been made to believe she was. Suddenly faced with an abundance of choices, she explores sexuality and comes to realize that her actuality is obscured by the many layers of superficial integrity imposed on her over the years.

Eventually, Lan realizes it is not her charge to fit societal norms, and accepts her long-time friend Kate as a loving companion. But Lan needs one more thing to find absolution—a true loving man. With Kate’s help, she realizes that she must put her faith in the ageless power gifted to mankind at the dawn of time—her sexuality. She shows her truth, and accepts what it brings to her.

 

EXCERPT:

Such Choices we make—Such Things define us

Brett walked Lan to Kate’s door at eight-fifteen. Tom answered, peering at Lan with an ogling gaze as she offered her hand. He led them into the living room, where he got his first look at Kate, who sat listening to music on an MP3 player. Her dark blue eyes sparkled as she stood to greet them, offering him a brief, flirting smile as she greeted Lan with a kiss on the lips.

“You look so sweet in that!” she exclaimed as she looked Lan up and down.

“You too,” replied Lan, noting the tennis outfit she wore.

Patting his back, Tom quipped, “They bought matching outfits this morning.”

Brett wasn’t aware of the girl’s plans for the evening. He was looking forward to a short visit, after which he would invite Lan back to his place and try to repeat their last date, but he found himself gawking as the girls sat next to each other—their hair in ponytails, their feet in sneakers with ankle high socks.

Tom handed each of the girls a glass of white wine, then turned to Brett asking, “Wine or beer?”

“Beer’s fine,” he replied.

Handing Brett a bottle, Tom asked, “Sure I can’t interest you in a wine? You might not want beer on your breath… considering the occasion.”

“Occasion?” he asked, “What occasion? Did I miss something?”

Noting his dumbfounded look, Kate leaned forward and asked, “Yeah, Tom… what occasion?” Turning to Lan, she urged, “Hey, help me in the kitchen for a sec.”

Curiosity gripped him as they scooted off. Listening carefully, he heard Kate ask, “Didn’t you tell him?”

“Tell him what?” asked Lan, “This was your arrangement.”

His eyes widened as he heard Kate’s muffled voice say, “Your panties… hand ’em over.”

Dumbfounded, he looked at Tom with wide eyes and asked quietly, “Did I hear that right?”

“Shh,” urged Tom, “Listen.”

“Kate,” whined Lan, “You first.”

“There,” she answered, “Satisfied? Now hand ’em over.”

He heard a drawer slam closed as Kate quipped, “We’ll see how long it takes for someone to notice.”

“Don’t notice right away,” urged Tom, “Play along.”

Kate strutted back with Lan sauntering behind. She stood in front of them and announced, “Lan’s panties are in the utensil drawer.”

“Kate!” blurted Lan, swatting her.

“Aren’t they always?” asked Tom.

Brett spoke up, “Now I know I’m missing something.”

Kate approached him as Lan sat on the sofa offering Tom a weak punch on the arm. She leaned in smiling and asked in a low tone, “So, Brett, what were you thinking of doing tonight?”

Sipping the beer Tom offered him he answered, “I was coming to meet you guys…then I figured we’d go back to my place.”

“What were you going to do at your place that…you couldn’t do here?”

“Well…I’ll be honest. I’m hoping…you know…”

But as he answered, his attention was drawn to Tom’s hand caressing Lan’s thigh. As Kate sat on the arm of the chair he asked, “Are we maybe going to do here…what I was going to…” His eyes darted around the room from one soul to the next as he sipped his beer.

Lan looked over to him with her chin on Tom’s shoulder, as if looking for him to answer his own question. He put the beer on the coffee table stating as calmly as he could, “Well…I suppose I shouldn’t drink then.” He sat back in the chair, nervously asking, “So… is there some order of operations or something?”

“Stop, silly.” quipped Kate, leaning in, forehead to forehead. “It’s new to me too,” she whispered, “So let’s figure it out.”

“How about those two?” He asked as their attention turned to Tom kissing Lan’s neck on the sofa.

She whispered back, “They just look like they know what they’re doing because Lan read a book…they’re as confused as we are.”

He watched in amazement as Lan pulled off her top. A wave of heat overcame him at the thought of what was about to transpire. This was something he had longed for and sought, even at the expense of being told he was a real douche. He gave up asking for it when one too many girls broke up with him for doing so, but now he stumbled right into his fantasy, thinking to himself, these things really do happen as blood surged into his manhood, engorging it to bone-hard warmth.

His attention was pleasantly interrupted by warm breath on his left ear. He turned to meet Kate’s sparkling eyes. Leaning in for a kiss, he was surprised as she pushed out her hand to stop him.

“The only thing we don’t do is kiss,” she whispered, “Not on the lips… that’s for lovers.”

“Fair enough,” he mumbled, placing his palm across her naked right thigh and sliding his hand between her knees. She gave a peep of approval as her hand fumbled on the buttons of his shirt. Brett finished unbuttoning it himself, discarding it as she leaned in to kiss his chest and belly. He settled back in the chair, anxiously awaiting her carnal advance as his phallus throbbed beneath his pants.

She moved in front and dropped to her knees. As he raised his hips, she tugged his shorts off, leaving him in his boxers. He took a brief look at Lan, reclined into the sofa with her legs slightly agape, Tom knelt before her, kissing her knees and thighs.

His gaze shifted to Kate, smiling up at him as she massaged his raging wand through his boxers. As she pulled the elastic waistband down a few inches, his swollen head emerged. Her eyes opened wide as she laid eyes on her first extramarital indulgence.

He gave a soft, low groan as the moist firmness of her tongue flicked the tip of his pole, pressed against his fuzzy pelvis by the elastic waistband. She dropped them a little further—halfway down the shaft as it jumped, trying to free itself.

He shot a look to the sofa to see if Tom had dropped his pants, hoping to know if his length and girth measured up. But his shorts were still on. His only reference, for now at least, would be Kate’s reaction. He looked down again just as she teased his length—pulling the waistband down and pressing her tongue against the base of his engorged post, then working her way to the tip, where she offered a sassy smile, kissing the over-sized bulb.

He took in a deep breath as he felt her pull his boxers off. His stiff meat pointed skyward, wagging back and forth until her small hand wrapped around his meaty girth. Tucking his chin to his chest, he watched half his throbbing post disappear under the blonde head at his lap and felt the moist warmth of her inviting mouth as she took him in. Bolts of bliss ran the length of his living shaft as she bathed it in the moist tissues inside her cheeks. As she bobbed up and down, her blonde hair fell over his tummy and thighs. He stared at the eroticism so suddenly offered only moments ago, stunned that it was being so pleasantly fulfilled.

Again he looked to the sofa, where Lan lay back with her legs spread wide, her butt at the edge of the cushion. Her feet were tip-toe on the floor with little sneaker-socks on them and she was still wearing that cute tennis-style skirt, now folded up over her tummy while Tom tasted her pelvis like a honey pot. Most of her face lay hidden behind her full auburn hair, but he saw her mouth was wide open and could picture her pleasured look as Tom swabbed his tongue over the sensitive tissue of her divine invitation.

Your wife is giving me head, he thought as he watched Tom pressing his lips against Lan’s apex, She’s sucking me—wrapping her lips around me. All her thoughts are on my meat and you don’t mind. But as Lan groaned and flexed her spine forward, thrusting her legs wide for him, he realized the erotic glory of the trade this couple was making.

Kate orchestrated a glorious medley of bobs, strokes and tongue dabbles. He groaned long and low at her carnal effort. Still holding him tightly between her lips, she fixed her deep blue gaze on him. As he peered into the black dots of her pupils, he wondered what thoughts could be firing behind them. Was she a slave to ecstasy, he wondered, or did she simply crave new genealogy? Perhaps it was both, or perhaps even more. With her sparkling gaze still fixed, she hummed as if seeking a reaction. “God. that’s incredible,” he moaned to acknowledge her.

Kate stood up and stepped out of her skirt, tossing it onto the heap of clothes that had been growing beside the chair. Motioning him to sit still, she walked over to Tom, tapping his shoulder and shooing him from between Lan’s legs with a smile.

She closed Lan’s legs enough to pull her skirt off before she knelt, taking Tom’s place between her knees. The men watched with wide eyes and open mouths, each taking rapid, shallow breaths as her blonde mane fell across Lan’s sculptured pelvis. She hummed sweetly into the vessel before her, stopping for just a moment to address the men. “Are you guys just gonna stand there?” she asked.

Tom offered him a gentleman’s hand gesture, so he sprang to his feet and scrambled into position behind Kate, grasping the soft skin atop the crests of her hips. His heart thumped in his chest as he felt the welcoming wet heat of her womb atop his swollen pole. She gave a womanly purr as the engorged head parted her labia. He scanned up her backside to Lan—her navel barely showing through the flaxen shimmers of blonde hair washing over it. Her breasts jiggled in circular motion as Kate played music within her. Her eyes were open only slightly—her mouth agape in a soft moan as he pressed forward into the warm wetness of Kate’s velvety vessel.

“You okay?” he asked down.

“Get that thing in me!” replied Kate in a muffled response.

Tightening the grip around her waist, he rocked forward, pushing his sizeable girth into tissue touched by only one man before him. Kate moaned in unison with Lan as he pushed again, this time deep into her velvety depths. With a short adjustment of his hips he found himself buried completely in her feminine heat—his sac resting against her soaking slit.

Knowing Tom would soon tire of watching, he began a steady stroke, diving into her welcoming privacy and enjoying the wanton feel of a new woman’s juices bathing him. His mind swirled in delightful wonder and anticipation of things to come. He was taking a beautiful blonde—mating with her in front of her approving husband who would in turn please the woman who had for so long infatuated him, then he would have her too.

 

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MONKEYS, SEX, AND OTHER BIRTHDAY SURPRISES

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Blurb:

An unwanted party, a pet primate, an unexpected visit from a lover—birthday surprises are one hell of a gift.

Missy Harder is reluctant to ruin a good thing and meet her on-line lover, Sam Kentley, in person. Sexting, and phone sex, make her panties wetter than a summer downpour. Even with their amazing conversations about life, her low self-esteem holds her back from meeting him in person.

Sam Kentley is dying to see if the connection he and Missy have is real. Easy to talk to, a sexy as hell picture, and her ability to play along with sexy scenarios online rocket his sex drive sky high. When she agrees to phone sex, he thinks he’s in heaven, but it’s the conversation in between he adores. If he could convince her to meet, he’s sure they could have more.

When he accompanies a friend to a surprise birthday party, he’s shocked to find the party is for Missy. Not how he expected their first meeting, and never in his wildest dreams did he think it would include her zany family, plus being attacked by a pet monkey.

Horrified at meeting Sam under such conditions, Missy’s humiliation threatens to ruin their first in-person encounter. But when Sam refuses to leave her to her misery, they both learn that love surprises you when you least expect it.

 

NSFW Excerpt:

“Oooohhh…fuck, baby. Yeah, ride me harder…harder…”
Missy gripped the phone tighter in one hand as Sam Kentley’s deep voice rumbled in her ear. She rubbed her clit furiously with the middle finger of her other hand. “Mmmm…feels so good. Give it to me…” Her voice trailed away on a moan.
“Oh, I’m gonna give it to you so hard,” Sam rasped.
“Oohhh…I can’t hold back,” she squealed. She squeezed her inner muscles and pleasure threatened to crash through her body with the force of a runaway train. First time I’ve ever come this fast. Damn, it’s good…
Sam breathed heavy into the phone. “Oh shit,” he shouted. “I’m coming!”
“Me, too. Oh, oh—” A loud bang deflated her blossoming orgasm. What the hell? I was so close dammit! Someone had better be dying or the apartment complex on fire to interrupt what she’d been looking forward to all afternoon.
“Hold on, Sam.” Sighing, she squeezed her legs together, pussy throbbing at being denied release.
“What do you mean, ‘hold on’?” His strangled voice made her wince in envy. “Unnnhhhh….”
No mistaking that sound. Well, at least one of us finished. Missy sighed and flopped back onto the pillow on her bed. Then she reached over to grab her panties from where she’d tossed them on the bed.
“Baby?” Sam panted.
Missy huffed out a breath, slipping her underwear on. “Yeah, I’m here.” Cradling the phone to her ear, she rolled off the bed, and retrieved her bathrobe from the hook on the back of her door. She shrugged into the garment, flipped her hair out of the collar, and ran to the washroom.
“What the fuck, hon? Tell me you came with me,” he pleaded. “We’ve been looking forward to this for a while now.”
“Sorry,” she replied, washing her hands at the sink. No need to answer the door with pussy juice all over my fingers. The person at the door pounded louder, yelling this time.
Missy grimaced, and strode out of the bathroom and down the hall. Her sister, Miranda, had lousy timing. “I’m coming! I’m coming!” she yelled back.
“You were coming,” Sam griped. “What’s going on?”
“My sister is threatening to break down my door,” she growled.
“Fuck. Can’t you just ignore her?”
“I would if she wasn’t causing a scene. I’ll call you back, honey.”
“Babe, we’ve been planning this for over a week. I love the sound of your voice telling me what you’re going to do to me. You’re killing me here! My balls are turning blue. Don’t hang up on me.”
Her voice dropped to a whisper as she squinted through the peephole. “Oh, please. Your balls are not turning blue. I just heard you get off.”
“Sugar, come on…”
“Don’t sugar me.”
“You’re grumpy,” he said.
Of course I am! “And your point?”
“You wouldn’t be grumpy if—”
“Missy—I can hear you! Open the door,” Miranda called out.
A guttural sound, much like that of an angry grizzly bear, erupted from Missy’s throat.
“Baby, let me get rid of her, and I’ll call you back.”
He heaved a breath. “Fine, but text me first. I’m going out with a friend for a bit tonight, but I promise you—when I get home, I’m all yours again.”

The Final Quarter – New Release by Anne Lange!

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Series Title: A New League, Book 2
Author: Anne Lange
Genre: Contemporary Romance
Heat Level: Burning – Sexy, creative and hot, almost anything goes – not for shy readers
Length: 40,635

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A quarterback facing the end of his career must come to peace with his past, and accept his present, before he can move on with his future.
Mitch Ryland accomplished what his father said he never would—he made something of himself.
When his wife suggests she’d like to start a family, Mitch is thrown for a loop. He’s never told her about his life before he ended up with his foster parents or his plans never to become a father. So when he’s taken out of the game, his failings from the past come back to haunt him, and Mitch blames his injury on his loss of focus. He’s unprepared for his career as a professional quarterback to be over. Nor is he ready to tell his wife about why football is so important to him. He’d rather put emotional and physical distance between them and focus on getting back in the game.
Serena Ryland has dreamed of becoming a mother. But when she mentions the idea to her husband, he freezes her out and she has no idea why. She’s worried that if they don’t start talking soon, she’ll lose him forever. When he refuses to come home to mend from an injury, she takes matters into her own hands, determined to spend more time with him, hoping to reignite the romance in their relationship. But she’s unprepared for the things she learns on this trip. Her husband has been carrying a few secrets that just might change the outlook of their future.
Reader Advisory: This book contains oral sex in a public environment and light bondage.
Publisher’s note: This book is part of a series but can be read as a standalone title.

Short Excerpt
Mitch sighed and shifted in his chair. The knee he could handle. Bruised and sore, he’d limp for a few days, but it was his shoulder he worried about most. This was the third time he’d dislocated it. The first official time the team doctor knew about. His fingers itched to massage the joint, but he didn’t dare. No way in hell would he show any sign of weakness. The one thing his father and grandfather had drilled into him from a young age. A lesson he’d learned well.
“It’s more than just a simple sprain or a bad bruise, Mitch, and you know it. This is potentially career ending, especially if you don’t do as I’ve instructed. You need to rest it. Whatever you’ve been doing to keep this from us isn’t helping. Today’s proof of that. And it’s not going to get better until you do something about it. And you can’t do something about it until you’re not on the field every day.”
Noah took a deep breath, his expression full of compassion. “Apply ice to reduce the swelling three times a day for fifteen to twenty minutes. That shoulder needs to be kept stable. We need the swelling to go down so we can take a good look at it. I want you to wear an arm sling for the next three weeks.
“I’ve scheduled an appointment for you three days from now then we’ll have a better idea what we’re dealing with. You’ll probably need to go through some therapy regardless of whether you end up heading down the surgery path or not. With some rest, maybe some therapy, and a light training regiment, we’ll see if there’s been any change.”
Panic swept through Mitch. He clenched his hands into fists on his thighs. “And if it doesn’t get better?”
“We’ll discuss that when the time comes.”
Mitch, well aware of the consequences, filled in the blanks. Surgery. Rehab. Months off the field. If he ended this season on the injury reserve list for next season, he’d miss training camp and wouldn’t be allowed to practice or play until the doctor cleared him. And if he did practice and aggravated the injury, or possibly made it worse, he’d be out for the rest of that season. Or longer.
On top of that, he’d have to deal with his standings. Out of play meant his rating would be affected and his stats would tank—and not only his. The team would take a hit as well. He’d disappoint the fans. He’d disappoint his friends and family.
He might never be the same afterward.
He’d end up a nobody. Just like he’d been told.
His football career may already be at the top of the spiral, just waiting for that push to send him off the edge and into the vortex. He’d always compared his life to a house of cards. Painstaking to build, easy to destroy. The king sits perched at the top, but then one slip, one tiny tug or poke on one of those cards and the whole thing would come tumbling down.
A tremor now rocked the house beneath his feet.

 

Author Bio
Shoes are her addiction, but books are her passion. Anne Lange grew up with a love for reading. If you take a close look, she’s got either a book, her Kindle or her Kobo nearby at all times. You know, just in case there’s time to sneak in a chapter or ten. Anne reads many genres of romance, but prefers to write sexy stories, often with a dash of humor, and usually with a side of those sinful pleasures your mom never told you about. And always with a happily ever after.

While embarking on this wild journey of becoming a romance author, Anne juggles a full time job and a family. Though not always successfully. Who needs a clean house every day? And what’s wrong with cereal for dinner? She lives in Ontario, Canada with her wonderfully supportive husband, three awesome kids who are growing up way too fast, and the family pets, Rocky the bearded dragon and Lily the chocolate lab.

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Wicked Indulgence – New Release by Anne Lange!

 

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Title: Wicked Indulgence

Series Title: The Vault Series: Friends and More, Book 2

Author: Anne Lange

Genre: Contemporary Romance, Erotic, Ménage, Light BDSM

Heat Level:  Scorching – Sexy, creative and hot, almost anything goes – not for shy readers

Length: 76,600 words

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KOBO | ARe  | B&N | Etopia Press  | Amazon.com  | Amazon.ca | Amazon.uk

 

Blurb

Two men. One woman. How wonderful wicked can be.

Jamie prefers one-night stands to the risk of hurting someone he loves. He’s not willing to repeat the past. Years ago his naïve attempts at Dominance left his girlfriend bruised and frightened, and she mysteriously left town rather than show her face around him again.

Daniel wants something more. He hopes that one day he and Jamie will find that perfect woman to share forever. As members of the prestigious BDSM club known as The Vault and co-owners in a veterinary clinic, he never thought she’d walk through their door. Or ask for his best friend.

Melissa has done everything she can to protect the only man she’s ever loved. Finally rid of her abusive ex, she’s living on her own terms. Only she never counted on Daniel, a man who ignites enough sizzle in her body to compete with her passion for her first love, Jamie. And in order for them to be happy, she needs to find a way to put the past, and the people who won’t remain there, behind her for good…and convince Jamie that he was never the monster he thought himself to be…

Reader discretion: contains spanking, bondage, voyeurism, sex club, m/f/m ménage romance elements

Short Excerpt

“Let’s walk. We can head over the park. If we see a bench and feel like it, we can sit.”

“Sounds good.” Jamie spun around, and she followed just a step behind him. Until they crossed the center of the square, dodging a dog chasing a ball, they didn’t say a word. Melissa sipped her coffee, closing her eyes in appreciation of the dark roast with a hint of hazelnut.

They reached the path that meandered through the park. He slowed his steps so she could catch up, and they walked side-by-side. Melissa searched for words.

“I apologize if my appearance yesterday angered you. I didn’t mean to upset you in any way.”

Jamie darted a quick look at her, his mouth curled up at the corners as he shrugged his shoulders. “You showing up there just surprised the hell out of me and I acted like a total jerk. I’m sorry about that.”

Was he apologizing for the kiss too? Because she didn’t want him to be sorry about that. It was the best kiss she’d had since…well, since the last time he’d kissed her.

“That’s OK. The last time we saw each other, I tucked tail and ran like my ass was on fire. I’m sorry.”

“So we’re both really sorry. How about we start over again?” he offered.

She smiled at him. “I’d like that.” She took a generous sip of her coffee and then a hearty breath. “Jamie. I’m…” She stopped before saying the ‘s’ word yet again. “I know you’re angry with me for the way I left back then.”

He lifted one shoulder and looked off into the distance. “It wasn’t your thing. I get that.”

“No, that’s not it all,” she rushed to say. Did he really think that? She loved what he’d done to her. “I—”

“I knew going into that night, it was a big mistake,” he interrupted.

A mistake? He thought making love to her had been a mistake?

“I tried for months to tell you that, Mel. The stuff I was interested in then…the stuff I’m into now, it isn’t for somebody like you.”

“But, Jamie, that’s—”

“I’d had too much to drink and I was so fucking hot for you that I let your pleas and your pretty face get to me.” He was hot for her. That’s good. Hopefully he still was. “I listened with my dick rather than my head. I should have driven you straight home from that party.” No. She started to shake her head but he kept going. “Maybe if I had, you wouldn’t have felt the need to invent a reason to leave.”

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Author Bio

Shoes are her addiction, but books are her passion.  Anne Lange grew up with a love for reading. If you take a close look, she’s got either a book, her Kindle or her Kobo nearby at all times. You know, just in case there’s time to sneak in a chapter or ten.  Anne reads many genres of romance, but prefers to write sexy stories, often with a dash of humor, and usually with a side of those sinful pleasures your mom never told you about.  And always with a happily ever after.

 

While embarking on this wild journey of becoming a romance author, Anne juggles a full time job and a family. Though not always successfully. Who needs a clean house every day?  And what’s wrong with cereal for dinner? She lives in Ontario, Canada with her wonderfully supportive husband, three awesome kids who are growing up way too fast, and the family pets, Rocky the bearded dragon and Lily the chocolate lab.

 

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New Release by Jennifer Labelle – BITTERSWEET

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Bitter Sweet by Author Jennifer Labelle is available on Amazon!

✯ #oneclick →→ http://amzn.com/B00YYFVIDK

✯ Publisher: LIMITLESS PUBLISHING

★✯ SYNOPSIS ✯★

An accident on a rain-slicked highway leaves Jenna Baker alone…

Jenna is scarred, confused and vulnerable after surviving an accident that took her husband’s life. After a year of mourning Tyler and struggling to raise their son on her own, Jenna’s best friend whisks her off to fulfill her lifelong dream of visiting Ireland. She never dreamed her trip would include a self-appointed tour guide in the form of a sexy Irishman with piercing blue eyes and a smile that promises to fill her empty heart.

Brady Connelly is irresistibly drawn to the lovely, broken Yank…

As the weeks pass, Brady comforts and supports Jenna, convincing her to live and chase her dreams. His attraction to her grows and their chemistry ignites, but Jenna isn’t sure she’s truly ready to move on. How can he convince her to release the past and take a leap of faith…with him?

The impossible happens, and Jenna’s world is thrown into chaos…

Tyler is alive and re-enters Jenna’s life, burdened with guilty secrets. Jenna knows she has to try to make things work between them, if only for their son’s sake, but she’s blessed—or cursed—with vivid visions of Brady. The visions begin to consume her and leave her questioning her sanity and the bittersweet nature of her marriage.

Jenna’s dreams of Brady become her lifeline as she questions the boundaries of fantasy and reality.
Is her one hope for happiness waiting for her somewhere across the sea?

★★★★

EXCERPT:

“Tyler, wait.” She was breathless, and self-consciousness swept through her as he undressed her. Her body wasn’t the same since the accident. She was thinner from the horrible hospital food and being in a coma. She had scars from her surgery, and she was still tender in other spots, even though she didn’t look half as bad as when she’d first come to.

 

“What is it, Jenna?”

 

She blushed and felt a little silly all of a sudden. Since when had she ever been shy with him? The answer was never. “I’m different now,” she whispered. “With the scars, it’s probably not going to be very pretty to look at.”

 

He didn’t answer. Instead he continued to undress her until she stood before him completely nude. “Come with me.” He moved her in front of a long mirror and lifted her chin so she was forced to look at herself. “You’re beautiful, Jenna.”

 

His lips were close to her ear, and his breath was warm and soothing. It gave her a chill as she leaned into him. “I’m glad you think so.”

 

“You’re trim.” He continued trailing his hands from her hips up to cup her breasts. “And perky, perfect. God, Jenna, your breasts are just right the way they lay in my hands.” He tested their weight in each as he fondled them, stroking his thumbs

across her hardened peaks.

 

“Tyler, don’t stop.” Breathless, and weak in the knees, she leaned into his embrace while he teased and tweaked her nipples. She reached back to stroke him, but he moved to stand in front of her instead.

 

Starting with her feet, he gazed up her entire body with lust. Once he reached her eyes again, he said, “The scars are still healing and barely noticeable. You’ve been through hell, and you’re still so damn sexy.”

★★ Meet the Author ★★

Jennifer Labelle

Jennifer Labelle resides in Canada with her husband and three beautiful children. After her third child she became a stay at home mom. In her busy household Jennifer likes to spend her down time engrossed in the stories that she creates. She is an active reader of romance (especially historical), mystery and anything paranormal. With an education in Addictions work she’s decided to take a less stressful approach in life and hopes that you enjoy, as she shares some of her imagination with all of you.

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Jennifer

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