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He grinned as he took in the sight of her soft ass in her cutoff jeans #midweektease #romance @ElodieParkes

Midweek teaser 
from Love at First Sigh
Love at First Sigh
Two sizzling contemporary romance stories

Handy Hubby Hire
Tired of the maintenance jobs mounting up in her house, Sara hires a handyman. She never dreams someone like Griffen Fox will show up to fix the faucets and back yard gate. Sparks fly, but will they lose their heart to each other?

Pina Colada
When Emma takes a long weekend vacation in a warm beach resort, she meets the very handsome Matt Tyler. They spend an idyllic few days together. Will this only be a holiday romance?



Griffen Fox drew a deep breath as he watched Sara walk down the hall to her office. He grinned as he took in the sight of her soft ass in her cutoff jeans. Made for grabbing … she’s made for fucking. Pretty, beautiful eyes, lips that make you want to bite them hard as you ram her onto your cock. Damn, Griff, that’s a little over the top, get a grip, and start work. 

He opened the front door, clicked up the catch so that it wouldn’t lock him out, and went to his truck. An old F500, he’d covered the tray top and made space there for tools and supplies. It proved a good workhorse. Griffen calculated the time it would take to do the jobs in the house … not long really. They were pesky jobs, but not hard or time consuming, as in taking a week, unless he strung them out. He’d be there most of the day and one more morning. He looked back at the house from his vantage point on the gravel drive. It’s a nice place. She seems to live there alone. What’s a lovely woman like that doing with no man in her life? Maybe there is one. Maybe I’ll ask her.


Griffen took his tools and supplies into the house and started work. He hummed as he worked. He thought about Sara as he rehung the backyard gate. He liked the way her nipples peaked in that tight, white T-shirt, before she covered them up. She’d gazed hungrily at him, too. There was something needy about her that made him want to pick her up, crush her to his body, kiss her tenderly, and then fuck her hard. Fuck away that fleeting sadness in her eyes. Fuck a smile onto that pretty face. Have those delicate fingers of hers curl around my cock … have those full lips suck it. Hell, I’m getting an erection. I’d like to kiss her. I like her. I do. I bet she tastes sweet.

He jumped when her voice interrupted his thoughts.

“I’m making coffee. Would you like a cup?”

She stood behind him and he turned. The sunlight caught her hair and lit it up with golden streaks. Her T-shirt skimmed the top of her low riding, cutoff jeans. Griffen stared at the flat expanse of stomach on display as she reached up and plucked a few dead twigs off the young tree nearby. He ran his tongue along his top lip as he saw the muscles in her thighs tighten when she stood on tiptoe. She’s lovely… Her nearness made him shake a little.

“I’d love a cup of coffee, thank you.” He steadied his voice, and followed her to the kitchen.

He stood as close as possible without being scary as she made the coffee. The soft part of her shoulder teased him as the scoop neckline of her T-shirt fell away. He wanted to suck on that satiny skin. He watched her and cast away any reservations. His cock already half-erect, his balls ached a little because his stomach clenched every time he caught sight of her nipples. They tantalized him through the white fabric. She’s not wearing a bra.

“There’s no one who could have helped with some of this work, no brother or boyfriend?” Griffen took his chance. He put his fingers over hers as she handed him the mug of coffee. The contact with her skin sent a jolt of desire right up his arm. His stomach tightened again so fast he stifled a groan. He shifted slightly so that she wouldn’t see his erection as she stepped away. The look on her face told him she’d felt something too when their hands brushed.

Her voice almost a whisper, she answered, “No one, at all.”
Copyright Elodie Parkes, Hot Ink Press
5* Readers' favorite
Elodie Parkes has given us two tales of instant attraction that can bloom into something more in Love at First Sigh.  Parkes produces amazing chemistry in just a few lines and lets us see a strong bond that developed during what was supposed to be a brief sexual fling.
 Elodie Parkes is brilliant at illustrating the push and pull of their burgeoning feelings while continuing to succumb to their lust. In just a few short pages she was able to bring out hot love scenes, deeper emotions and insecurities to create a full story.
Love at First Sigh is a great fun day at the beach type of read. There are plenty of amazing love scenes, witty banter and enough lust to set the pages on fire. Short, sweet and to the point is what these stories are, but they are truly memorable.

The fab @erzabetbishop visits with new @DecadentPub, 'Club Beam, Beyond FairyTales' #eroticromance


In the Shadow World, nothing is as it seems.
Detective Sydney Marr is having a very bad day. Her boss is on the warpath, she’s being treated for a werewolf bite, and her current case has hit a dead end. When her friend Erika talks Syd into going with her to Club Beam, she jumps at the chance, even if it means spending an evening without her spell arsenal. A high-class vampire bar and fetish club, Club Beam is fantasy made real.
Club owner and Dom Gideon Raines spies the red-haired beauty and is transfixed. A fight against a skillful murderer brings war for fae and vampire alike. Sometimes when you play with monsters, the monsters play back.
Release date: May 5, 2015
Pages: 106
Publisher: Decadent Publishing
Line: Beyond Fairy Tales, Shadow World Series
Genre: Paranormal Urban Fantasy, Fairy Tale, m/f

Inspiration and motivation:
When I first contacted Decadent Publishing to inquire about their fairy tale line I was assigned a story called “The Beam.” I looked it up and found out it was about a wizard who is bested by a woman and he exacts his revenge. Whenever I encounter a new project like this, I have to sit down and think about what all the moving parts mean. In this case, how to turn a story like this into a modern romance that readers would find appealing. Since I tend to write urban fantasy slanted pieces, I immediately laser beamed in on the wizard and witch part. I mean, how cool is that to have a ready-made story ripe for the picking? I just had to add some modern twists. What would be more modern than a witchy karaoke event and fairy tale fetish night? 
The process of writing for me is an organic one. It begins with a legal pad and a series of colorful sticky notes and a foam board. I start thinking about the chapters and what needs to happen to make the story move and there you go-plot points on sticky notes I can adjust as needed. It works too. Sydney had lots of thoughts on where she wanted to go and believe me, she is still in there talking. The second book in the Shadow World series is already writing itself (think dragon shifters and a psychic) and I can see the fireworks shaping up nicely.
Check out further adventures with Master Gideon and Sydney in Sci Spanks 2015 now available on Amazon. You might just get invited for a session behind the Red Door. Master Gideon has a paddle and he’s ready to play. There will be more where that came from, you can count on that…

I hope you will enjoy the introduction to my Shadow World series and return to Club Beam for many more adventures. I am happy to share that the audio book is now in the works.
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Excerpt:
“Once upon a time….” Erika sang and waggled her eyebrows. “Come on, Sydney. Live a little. This club is smoking hot, and you’ll love it.”
Sydney grumbled under her breath and watched the club-goers parade past, each dressed like a fairy-tale character. The Little Mermaid trounced by in a see-through, diaphanous gown revealing too much in the way of personal attributes. Sleeping Beauty sashayed down the sidewalk with a leash around the neck of her Prince Charming. A woman in a way-too-short Red Riding Hood outfit approached. Her arm was wrapped around a seductress dressed in wolf ears, a tail, and a skimpy thong-style bikini. Red carried a basket full of what looked like pink fuzzy handcuffs and a can of whipped cream, which she swung into Syd.
“Hey!”
The red-cloaked vixen sent her a wink and traipsed on by, joined by a near-pornographic version of the Red Queen from Alice in Wonderland. Any shorter and the skirt would show her naughty bits. Or maybe that was the plan.
Syd had just gotten off her day shift as a detective, and the last thing she wanted to do was be around more people. Especially people with more skin showing than on late-night cable shows. Her head hurt from the lights and the pulse of the music, and her stupid witch costume was pinching her toes. Erika’s scant fairy costume hugged all her curves, her breasts bursting from the bodice. The skirt barely covered her backside, and the strappy silver sandals showed off her silver-glitter nail polish.
The building loomed next to them. A giant warehouse-like structure, it was large enough to house all manner of mischief, and Syd was itching with the desire to get inside and find out just what was going on behind its doors. The sidewalk was flagged by trees lit up with twinkly white lights, adding an upscale ambiance to the area. What in the daylight looked like an industrial area gone to the dogs had been transformed into an attractive and well-attended venue.
She didn’t have the heart to tell Erika she’d been here once already today for the case she was working on, but the entrance had been sealed up tighter than a drum. Sydney’s recourse was to infiltrate Club Beam by night as a patron. Her sergeant, Debra, would kill her if she realized Syd had even considered going in without backup. So would her partner, James. Erika had asked her to come so she wouldn’t be alone, and, despite herself, Syd couldn’t resist. To catch a vampire, you had to go out at night, and Club Beam was the hot spot. After last month’s fuckup, she had to do this and do it right, even if it killed her. James was on medical leave, and it remained up to her to get this guy before someone else got killed or turned furry.
I will not think about becoming one of the terminally furry. It’s over. Move on. Take the pills the doctor gave you and freaking pray.
“Oh look. I think I see Snow White.” Erika stood on her tiptoes and craned her head along the huge expanse of line they still had to navigate to get inside.
Syd peered into the crowd and grimaced. Hairy legs. More makeup than a Mac commercial. “Nope. That was a guy in drag.”
Erika narrowed her eyes. “God, Syd. You’re the world’s biggest wet blanket ever.”
Sydney shifted her weight and moved another two steps toward the door as the line inched forward. “I told you, I’ve had a hard day. We had a homicide case come in, and I’ve been out beating the street. I want to go home and bury my head under my pillow. But, no. Out of the kindness of my heart, here I am standing in line at a vampire bar with a bunch of overgrown kids playing dress-up in fairy-tale fetish wear.”

About the Author:
Erzabet Bishop is the author of Club Beam, Sigil Fire, Written on Skin, Tethered, Pomegranate, Temptation Resorts Jess and Marnie interactive choose your own adventure romances and more. She is a contributing author to The Big Book of Submission, Slave Girls, Hungry for More and many other anthologies. She is a winner of  two 2015 Goldie Awards for her work in anthologies and an active member of the Romance Writers of America. She lives in Texas with her husband, furry children and is often playing at local bookstores. Follow her posts on Twitter @erzabetbishop.

@MySexySaturday and We're sexy hot today with #eroticromance

From The Summer Heat, menage erotic romance
7 sexy sentences

He grasped a handful of her hair and deepened his kiss.

She opened her mouth to his tongue.

He drifted in a haze of lust. Her fragrance filled his head. His stomach clenched so hard a spear of sensation hardened his cock. Evan moaned softly. He delighted in the pressure of Annabel’s arms as they slid around his neck when she kept the kiss going.

©Elodie Parkes Evernight Publishing The Summer Heat
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Sunday rolls around with #SexySnippets and #spanking from@EvernightPub new release

From 'A Dom for Patti' new release from Evernight Publishing
7 sexy sentences
Read the #SexySnippet
The sight of her lovely little ass teased at his senses and his cock jerked. He pulled her down over his knee as he sat on the edge of the couch. Her pussy already creamed and he slipped his fingers along under her folds. “You’re so sexy and so delicious,” he whispered and gave her a light smack across the soft part of her ass. “And one for calling me sir,” he added, as he slapped again. He smoothed his palm over the place he’d smacked, and a sigh of pleasure at the softness of her skin escaped him. He pushed a finger into her pussy from behind and he bent to place a kiss on her back.
©Elodie Parkes 2015 Evernight Publishing
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Rose Wynters tours with #erotic #urbanfantasy and a #giveaway 'Voluptuous Vindication'

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BOOK INFORMATION

TITLE – Voluptuous Vindication SERIES – The Endurers – Book #4 AUTHOR – Rose Wynters GENRE – Paranormal Romance, Urban Fantasy, Erotic Romance PUBLICATION DATE – December 25, 2013 LENGTH (Pages/# Words) – 415 Pages PUBLISHER – Rose Wynters COVER ARTIST – Webmark

BOOK BLURB

No good deed goes unpunished...
Reeling from a tragic event, Endurer Ian Bauer is forced back into the fight when demons set their sights on an mortal angel. He has to keep her alive for four weeks, something easier said than done, especially since it's easy to see that the plus-sized female is attracted to him. The last thing on his mind is sex, especially when it comes to a BBW.
But Ian never counted on the wicked attraction that flares up between them...
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EXCERPT

“What's your story, Ian,” Sara shot back, struggling to hide her irritation. “With your attitude, it must be a big one.”
Instead of retorting, he grinned grimly. It wasn't a pleasant expression. Instead, it was simply scary. Sara had seen that look before. Somewhere in the past, something, or someone, had hurt this Endurer badly.
Her first instinct was compassion, but Ian was too hardened to take kindly to it. So she remained silent, waiting to see if he would continue. When he did, it wasn't what she was expecting.
“Consider my story a diary, with a giant padlock on it. It's not open to you, or anyone else, and it never will be. Let's just make this clear now. I've bedded hundreds of women in my lifetime, and I'm no novice when it comes to recognizing feminine sexual interest.”
He stopped, casting a firm look in her mortified direction before adding, “I'm not interested, so don't bother. I'm not in the market to get laid, and even if I were, you wouldn't be my type.”

AUTHOR BIO

I've often been asked how I'm inspired to write about werewolves, immortals, and zombies. The answer is easy. I adore them.
Be it the Wolf Town Guardians or the Endurers, these characters have been a joy to write about. And why not? What woman wouldn't love a sexy immortal male or a long-lived werewolf that is destined to have them?
Not all of my books contain plus-sized heroines, but many of them do. I believe in true love and true love isn't based on a size tag. If you agree with this, I think you will enjoy my books.

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A Tempest of Passion on the blog today as author Elyzabeth M. Valey tours with her new release #erotic #shifter #regency romance

A Tempest of Passion

Emily Bunsbury is most definitely not a fainter. She prefers to leave that sort of shenanigans to young debutants and to those desperate to land a husband. She is neither.

Except last night she passed out and was rescued by none other than the town’s most eligible bachelor: William Dalton.  Of course, she wants nothing to do with him, but her heart and body don’t seem to be in agreement…

Banished from his pack for a crime he did not commit, William Dalton does not have the desire or the time to court women, yet, when he meets Emily Bunsbury he is incapable of staying away. Certain that it is nothing more than a passing fancy and not the mating pull, he pursues her.

However, as the unknown threat that expelled him from his pack strikes again, William realizes that Emily means much more and he must keep her safe. Now, if only she’d agree to his terms…

As danger grows with each passing day, will the couple learn to trust each other or will their love be nothing more than a temporary tempest of passion?



A word from Elyzabeth about her top ten things to love about the story
Two years ago I had an idea for a novel. It included a wolf shifter and the regency period. A Tempest of Passion was born and here are ten things I think you’ll like about it:
  
1. The regency era. I just love historical romance.

2. Courting. The magic of regency era courting. Writing Love letters.

My dearest Emily,
The sun is barely rising and I find myself at my desk attempting to put into words the emotion that pierces my heart every time I think of you.

3. Shifters. Wolf Shifters and their own special rules.

The mating pull would be stronger, more violent. He’d be unable to escape it in any manner.   

4. A heroine that uses her brain and knows what she wants. 

She knew he was referring to her, but she couldn’t look at him, couldn’t succumb to a man she didn’t understand.

5. A hero that won’t take no for an answer.

“I don’t take kindly to broken promises,” he whispered gruffly.

6. Dancing. Regency dancing. Did you know the waltz was prohibited in many places? Fortunately for our protagonists Brookenshire was not one of those places. *grin*

7. Kisses. Smoldering kisses.

Emily whimpered. The sound came deep from within her as he brushed his lips against hers once more.

8. Danger.

The panic whinny of a horse sounded in the distance. William’s blood curdled.

9. Love.

“Love, Ms. Bunsbury. That intense feeling of affection mingled with passion that leaves you breathless and yearning one moment and content and sated the next. That heart wrenching emotion that you think you can exist without but that in truth you are nothing without.”

10. Passion it wouldn’t be called A Tempest of Passion if there weren’t any. *wink*
 Author Bio:
Considered weird by normal standards – what is normal anyway?- Elyzabeth M. VaLey enjoys making up songs about mundane things, doodling stars and flowers on any blank sheet of paper, talking to her Lab whenever he feigns interest and coming up with love stories to make readers dream.
From contemporary to historical or fantasy, she enjoys writing stories about good and evil, love and passion and all that comes in between happy ever after.
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Excerpt:
“Perhaps you can enlighten me. You’re an accomplished dancer as far as I can see and you seem to enjoy it, even if you did tell me you didn’t particularly like it. Why don’t the other men ask you to dance? Must I be on the lookout lest you do something outrageous?”
They reunited on the floor. Emily extended her right foot forward allowing her weight to rest on it before closing her other foot and hopping. She bit back a smile.
“I think most men in town surrendered in their pursuit for me to dance,” she admitted after a moment. “I refused all of them for what I spoke was the truth. I am not fond of dancing.”
“Yet, you’re not chewing on your lips or pulling them in as you have a habit of doing when carrying out unpleasant duties.” William chuckled.  “Just like that. Why always so serious, Ms. Bunsbury? Is my company such a heavy weight on your shoulders that you cannot gift me with a smile?”
“Life is serious business, Mr. Dalton,” she replied, going around him in a circle. “There is nothing more odious than being forced to smile.”
“Of course, I know it well.” His friendly smile vanished, his eyes losing their luster.
“I did not mean to upset you,” Emily hurried to clarify, suddenly desperate to see the gay light present in his eyes again.
William’s lips curled upwards, though the gesture did not reach his eyes.
“It was not your fault, Ms. Bunsbury. You inadvertently awoke some sad memories. Life is serious business,” he conceded, twirling her, “but that is precisely why we must enjoy the precious good moments such as these, for we never know how long they will last.”
“Your opinion of good moments is definitely low if you count this to be one.”
She was teasing him. By God, she was teasing him and though it took him a moment to realize it, she was glad at the sound of his rich laughter. Her lips twitched and she found herself smiling in response to his boisterous mirth. 
“Of course I do,” he said after a few seconds. “I am dancing with a beautiful woman on a fine autumn day. It cannot get much better than that?” He winked, reminding her of his ulterior masculine motives and causing her cheerfulness to vanish. “Though you probably think differently,” William added.
“Indeed.”
The melody having come to an end, Emily curtsied and turned to walk away from William Dalton. She’d barely removed herself from the center of the room, when he gripped her elbow. Emily bit back a gasp. Every time he touched her something inside her awoke with a hunger that could not be appeased. Tilting her head back so she could look him in the eyes, she chose to ignore the way her heart leapt. 
“That was only one dance, Ms. Bunsbury. You promised me two.”

“Surely, you wouldn’t want to waste your good moments dancing another tune with me, Mr. Dalton.” She made to leave but his fingers on her arm tightened. Anger flared in his eyes and his good-natured smile vanished.

“You think little of yourself, Ms. Bunsbury. I am surprised.”

“You are in the wrong, Sir,” she said as politely as she could muster. “I simply believe that another woman would enjoy your attentions much more than myself.”

Pulling her arm from his grasp, she veered around, desperate for some fresh air. Faster than she could muster, he stepped in front of her, blocking her path. Curling her hands into fists, she fought against the urge to shove him out of the way.

“Mr. Dalton—!”

“Ms. Bunsbury.”

Emily’s eyes flew to his face at the warning in his tone, her wroth vanishing and scattering into the wind as their gazes clashed.

“I don’t take kindly to broken promises,” he whispered gruffly.

Her breath caught as he reached for her hand, his fingertips sliding sensually over her gloved wrist. Her pulse raced, urging her to move or succumb to the persistent throbbing between her legs.

 “You may think yourself fast as a rabbit or cunning like a fox, Ms. Bunsbury, but I am a hunter and catching prey is my favorite sport.”
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It's Sunday and that means #sexysnippets on the blog #erotic #romance YAY

Sexy Snippets are seven sentences, taken from a work in progress, or published book, brought to you every Sunday.From Candle Magic

Sighs escaped her as the addictive feel of his love bite sent sparks tripping down her body.
He held her hips and slid her deliciously on his cock.
The muscles in his arms and chest enticed her and she ran her palms over his skin.

Jason groaned. He put a hand between their bodies. His fingers found her clit and pressed there as he fucked her. “You’re mine. Simi…Simi, you’re mine.” His voice grew husky.

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When Simi finds a pretty old candlestick among the discarded props in the PR company storeroom, she never imagines it can grant her dearest wish. There’s something mysterious about the carved candlestick that’s almost scary, but Simi is drawn to it.

Welcome to the first #MWTease for 2015 and we celebrate winter with The Winter Girl #erotic


A big thanks to author Sandra Bunino for organizing the hop
This week #MWTease comes from The Winter Girl
…She was looking for peace…she found the town bad boy…

Lily Prescott is only just over a relationship break up when she decides to take up residence in a house left to her by her recently deceased grandmother. Her corporate law job takes a back seat as she licks her wounds in the small country town. She looks around the main shopping street and discovers people who will befriend her, but she also runs into the town’s most eligible bachelor and secret bad boy, Starr Forrester.
Loved for his lifelong association with the town, Starr hides his methods for staying single well from his friends. He’s nearly thirty, gorgeous, a designer, owns a business and on the lookout for his ‘Winter Girl’….
Will it be Lily? What is a ‘Winter girl’?

Fun, sex, romance and a little twist of the paranormal


Read the Tease
She was dressed for him.
Her black dress the shortest she owned, the neckline dipping low to show the tops of her breasts in her push-up bra. She was wearing black stockings and a garter belt. Her shoe heels were very high. The last time she had worn them was to the staff Christmas dinner, after which, she'd thrown them into a box annoyed that Nick was inconsiderate enough to bring his new girlfriend to meet the whole firm.
Lily had left her long, dark hair loose, and now Ash took a handful and pulled her back to his lips. He murmured against them.
“I want to drag that dress up around your waist and sit you across my knee. I want my fingers inside you. Lily, I’m going to die waiting to take you to bed if this dinner lasts too long.”
Lily traced her tongue over his lips.
“We could just take a few moments now, Ash.” She unzipped his jeans and dipped her fingers in to touch the smooth head of his half erection.
Ash groaned slightly and dropped the chocolate heart onto the hall table. It made a slight clunk sound and a dent appeared in the gold foil wrapping.
 Neither of them saw this.
Ash pulled Lily’s dress up around her waist and his erection doubled when he discovered the garter belt and stockings, especially since that was all she wore under the dress.
Lily thrust her hips as Ash fingered her. She stroked his erection. 
Her tongue was in his mouth and Ash was moaning.
He pushed his jeans down a little and picked her up to thrust into her, holding her up against the wall. 
Lily held him and whispered as he thrust.
“Hard and fast, Ash, that’s so good, that feels so good.”
His eyes closed in pleasure as his orgasm started to build. He felt it spread and then it was almost there making him thrust harder, driving him to suck Lily’s shoulder.
She angled her hips as her own orgasm started.
“Lily how are you doing because I’m so close to…” Ash licked her ear and Lily shivered.
Streaks of pure sexual heat coursed down her neck and into her breasts. Her nipples stood hard against the silk lining of her dress.
“Ash…” she whispered and then moaned as she came.
He let himself go, pounding into her and holding her thigh up against his hip hard.
They caught their breath, and then as Ash let her down, and kissed her with little kisses all over her mouth and down to her breasts, they both began to smile and then to laugh.

Copyright Elodie 2013 Hot Ink Press All Rights Reserved
5.0 out of 5 stars Delicious!, July 28, 2013
By
Raven Payne -  (Raven Reviews)
This review is from: The Winter Girl (Kindle Edition)
The Winter Girl is a HOT little number packed with deliciously explosive sex. Lily is new to town after her grandmother dies, leaving Lily her house. Ash is the town bad boy, who doesn't believe in falling in love and instead picks a different girl each summer and winter go have a mindless fling with. She's a lawyer, he's a mystical shop/cafe owner. They couldn't come from more different worlds but they somehow have this sexual attraction to each other that leaves you wanting more, if only go satisfy your own sexual desires. The Winter Girl definitely does not disappoint.



#WickedWednesday #shifter contemporary #erotic romance Let's get #sexy Emily's in need


#WickedWednesday

Emily started laughing softly the moment she was through the office building doors. Her heart raced. Her panties were drenched. The kisses set her tingling. She relived the way Chris kept up the kisses, and her pussy throbbed. She took the stairs instead of the elevator, and with each step, her happiness grew. Chris could be the man she longed for. He looked the part. His hand around hers filled her with longing. His kisses were to die for.

She put the bunch of flowers he’d given her on her desk. Lost in imaginings, Emily went to the staff room and took a water jug, filled it, and back at her desk placed the lilies lovingly in there. She planned what to wear that night instead of answering e-mails, and then her professionalism kicked in, and she got down to work. She sat on the edge of her desk chair, her pussy still wet and her breasts heavy from the raw sexual response Chris sparked in her.

At three-thirty, she took a coffee break. Emily went into the female restrooms and closed a stall door behind her with the little twist lock. She took off her panties. Her pussy still throbbed when she pictured Chris. The panties were damp and she stuffed them into her jacket pocket. The temptation to stroke her clit and relieve the desperate need for sex was strong. She fought it down. It might take too long. Work wasn’t the place, although if Chris stood before her now, she’d open her legs, and pull his fingers between them. She’d whisper, “fuck me,” into his mouth as they kissed. The thought set her thighs clenching. Stop it. Go back to work.

Emily pulled her skirt down hard as she sat. The last thing she needed was to mark the chair with her cream. It wasn’t too bad if she didn’t think about Chris. She couldn’t keep the damp panties on. They stuck to her pussy, rubbed a little on her swollen clit. It made the need for sex worse. She concentrated on her work, but at five, she claimed the approach of a migraine and went home.

Copyright Elodie Parkes 2014 Siren Publishing 2014 All Rights Reserved





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Alisa Anderson and Cameron Skye visit today with 'The Girls of Takers Book-1 Jess' super #sexy #shortstories

The Girls of Takers: Book 1 – Jess

A Special Fallen Angel Teaser

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Thank you so much for hosting us and The Girls of Takers, Book 1 
Book 2 in the series, featuring Wynter, will be available December 9, 2014.
We hope you love this super sexy, scorchingly hot erotic short story. Jess, and the rest of the girls at Takers want you to free your mind, relax your body and bare your soul.
We promise…all your wickedly naughty little secrets are safe with us. *wink*
To continue reading about Jess, and the notoriously sexy, deadly mob boss Nick Roman, be sure to check out Fallen Angel, Books 1 and 2. Book 3 will be available winter 2014, exclusively through Amazon.
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Blurb:
Jess isn't working tonight.
She's there to give her boyfriend, mob boss Nick Roman, owner of Takers Gentlemen’s Club, a private show he won't soon forget. An extremely private show...that's not so private.
She doesn't care who's watching. After all that's part of the fun, isn't it? Exhibitionism at its most wicked. Being as explicit and naughty as you can be, knowing everyone sees.
Welcome to the Girls of Takers, where women grant wishes every night...If the money's right.
Warning: Seriously HOT Book. Contents may explode under pressure. Viewer Discretion is most certainly advised.
***This erotic short story is approximately 4000 words, and is the first in a series of standalone one night stand erotic short stories. Due to sexual content, occasional scenes and references to/of violence, organized crime, language and frequent illegal drug use, we recommend this to mature audiences, ages 18 and over, who are comfortable with this subject matter, and not offended by graphic depiction of sex between consenting adults.***
Excerpt:
The closer she got to him, the more her chest tightened, breathing quickened. It was hard to believe anyone could make her feel this way. But he did.
“Nick.” She softly touched his arm.
He stood, placing an arm tightly around her waist. Kissing her as he pulled her to him. His cologne smelled masculine. Earthy. It drove her insane. He only wore it when he was with her. She picked it out while they were shopping, almost falling over when he dropped a grand for the bottle. But that was Nick. Only the best for him and his.
“Hey, kid.”
“Hey, yourself.”
“You look beautiful. As usual.”
“Thanks. So do you.”
He laughed softly. “Yeah. That’s me.”
She grabbed his chin, raising it up gently.
“Yeah. It is you.” She traced his lower lip with her finger.
It would always be that way for her.
Nick caught her hand, bringing it to his mouth. Kissing her fingertips. Jess felt a warmth start in her toes and travel up. All he had to do was touch her.
“You know everyone here already, I believe.”
“I do.” Jess nodded her head in greeting. Taking a seat beside Nick in the booth. She ordered two lemon drops before leaning back, content to just listen to the conversation.
“You break things down like a cynic, Johnny C.” Nick grinned, taking a sip of his drink.
“There’s only so much you can do, Nicky.”
“You sound like I can’t protect the business.”
“DeMoretti wants our contacts. He’s been sending threats through messenger.”
“I’m sorry, what the fuck did you just say? And you kept this from me, why, Johnny?”
“I just found out. Came from finding the tracker. We brought this shit to your attention the other day. You know we wouldn’t keep this from you, Nicky. We all know you have a fucking flash point temper.”
Nick leaned over to Jess while Johnny C. was talking.
“That dress if fucking hot. You look fucking hot.”
“I know.”
“Oh, you know, now, huh?” He smiled at her brazenness. “And how is that?”
“You.” Her answer was simple. It’s why she always managed to feel beautiful. Even when she knew she wasn’t beautiful all the time. He made her feel like the sexiest woman in the whole wide world. All the time. Everyday.
“I um…didn’t wear panties. Just for you.” Her lips twitched devilishly.
He groaned low and deep, leaning back. “Brat.” He went to the conversation.
Jess felt him take her hand, slowly moving it to his leg. She glanced up, making eye contact with him. He smiled slightly, before responding to Johnny C.
“Good to know my reputation and temper precedes me.”
Jess scooted closer. Slowly running her hand across his rock hard thigh, closer to his cock. Glancing to see Nick chuckle at what others thought was his amusement at the conversation.
He relaxed, further into the booth. Giving her better access to him. She leaned into him, laying her head against his chest. He draped an arm around her shoulder, letting his hand fall to her breast. She relaxed her arm, letting it fall across his lap.
She slowly unzipped his pants, rubbing her hand against the fabric of his silk boxers. Removing his massive cock from its confines. She savored the feeling of it against her hand. He groaned as she ran her hand to the head. Circling the tip, allowing his pre-come to moisten her hand. His cock was silky smooth. Hard, yet baby soft, at the same time. So thick, she couldn’t wrap her entire hand around him.
Tonight, she came to give him his own personal show. And she was going to make sure he got one. She guaranteed he would enjoy it.
No matter who was there to witness.
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About the Authors:
Alisa Anderson
Well…Alisa did stuff and is still doing stuff. Only now she has two boys crazy enough to want her to be their mommy. Hey, at least she tried to warn them. So her job is done.
She lives for a world full of controllable anatomically correct, android men programmed to meet her specific feminine needs (wink, wink, nudge, nudge with a big waggle of the eyebrows.) Who look like the Rock and Ian Somerhalder, and Idris Elba. And, that’s it she promises. Variety. Gotta have it right?
Cameron Skye
When Cameron is not in the lab working toward a Ph.D., in Neuropsychopharmacology, which in laymen's terms is basically finding the effects drugs have on mood and behavior, she is writing stories, crating vivid, intense characters you will never forget.
She believes while life can take you down every path but the right one, eventually everyone will find their happily ever after.