Monday, October 21, 2013

BIG COCKS & BROOMSTICKS Halloween Hop & #CONTEST



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Let's break some rules this Halloween!
Beginning with Her Lycan Lover
A scene where Sherry, a witch, breaks a cardinal spellcaster rule to escape
...well, a big cock-on-the-walk type of man.
Midnight Lycan to be exact.
 
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And because we're doing a blog hop about big cocks...and
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HER LYCAN LOVER
~Exclusive Tease~
What a woman will do to avoid temptation. Enjoy!

 

Pressing her hands to her forehead, she wiped her fingers over her brows. Jeez, she had not needed to use her powers for her personal use until this moment when she thought she would succumb to Quinn’s advances. Her body radiated from the energetic reconfiguration. She chanced a speedy glance down her body to verify she’d gotten it right. Nothing backward, missing, or an additional appendages coming through a portal. Sherry wiggled her fingers just a slight assurance that things were working as she remembered.

Then she heard. “What the fuck?”

Oh yeah, it was about to rain down buckets of disbelief. “Please. Hear me out.”

“What in the world are you capable of Sher?” Quinn took a step toward her with his palms facing up. “I’ve never had a woman want to escape from my embrace to the point of dissolving into thin air. What the hell just happened?”
“It wasn’t dissolving. What I mean is I didn’t dissolve. Merely transferred my physical presence. From one reality into another, and then back. Time and space aren’t rigid. It’s physics… not fantasy.”
“Physics, my arse,” he swore. “You and I need to talk. I don’t know what’s going on, but I do know you and I have more to discuss than financial reports and who’s on first base at some bachelor party. Is this what you do when you’re off from work?”
“Don’t get excited. I haven’t done anything like that in years. If you discount yesterday.” She waved her hands at the confusion blanketing his face. “Look, it just happened. Please, Quinn, can we just forget it. I promise it won’t happen again. You’re overreacting and considering you’re a shifter, that’s rather provincial wouldn’t you say?”
“Oh so, it’s okay for you to bend the rules. I should have known you weren’t as tight-laced as you pretend. I do respond to a simple ‘no’ from a lady.” Glowering, he picked up his mug of coffee and took a long slow sip, eyeing her over the rim. After shaking his head, he moved from his position at her desk. “Here, take your seat back. I don’t want to force you into another disappearing act.”
The tension had ratcheted way up between them. She considered for a moment how unusual her little stunt was on a scale of one to ten. If he were a regular guy, one hundred and ten. But he was Lycan for Christ’s sake and off the charts on many issues. Still, what she did kinda rocked. Was it an eleven in his world? More likely a twelve. No wonder Quinn stared at her without blinking.
She arched a brow. “Don’t you do something of the sort? I mean shifting is pretty much the same.”
“Doll, vanishing into thin air is hardly the same. Now you see me-now you don’t. No. Sherry. Guess again.”
It wasn’t exactly disappearing. Not that she couldn’t. But that was downright crass. Bodies changing from human to primal form was no different than a welt rising and falling in her mind. Shifters’ contorting forms were accepted on certain limited terms by humans. That was one reason why the Downtown Den existed, giving all sorts of shapeshifters a place to go when their urge to hunt and mate became unbearable. Why did he continue to stare at her with such a look of utter disbelief?
“Don’t treat me like you’ve had your face slapped. I felt trapped is all. I’m not some carnival act. Are you going to pretend you don’t know about spellcasters.”
His jaw dropped. “Really. Well that explains so very much about you.” His eyebrow quirked, his whole arrogant manner egged her on.
“You’ve an overpowering way about you. I’m not ready to… have sex. In my office,” she quickly added.
“I wasn’t going to ravage you. From your moans, you seemed pretty fired up. And all this time, you’re a spellcaster. I wished you’d told me sooner.”
She refused to tap into his awareness. That would be grounds for a resounding lecture by the Sisterhood Council in protocol. “I bet you’re thinking, is that how I get so much done? Don’t bother. I’ve heard it all. Really, Quinn. Is that how you’ve been accepted? Like a freak of nature?”
“No,” he said in low voice.
“Liar. Some of those so-called normal people treat shifters with disdain. My God how can you forget the laws in place, ordinances that dictate no public shifting permitted in city limits? How does that make you feel?”  He ate, slept, and worked the law. She crossed her arms over her chest, and clenched her jaw.
“You’ve got the wrong idea. Way off base. I’m just in shock. I’d thought you were…a woman.”
“I am,” she snapped. “I’m just a little different. I’m… a spellcaster. Third level.” There she’d said it. The truth she’d kept bottled up for years. She struggled to stop from shouting the words. But in the end, the truth came out a soft whisper. “A regular conjurer working nine-to-five.”
“Excuse me. You’re what?” he roared. “Jesus H. Christ! Full-blooded. I thought you meant you had a great-great-great aunt somewhere in your lineage. Let me see the mark. To prove you’re a full-blooded spellcaster. I know there’s a secret mark.” 


 
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Sunday, October 20, 2013

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Sunday, September 22, 2013

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Tuesday, September 17, 2013

TURN UP THE HEAT ON DATE NIGHT~HERE' S A SEXY READ ALOUD


NEW COVER and new sexy excerpt.
Yes, alas I changed the cover of CRASH & BURN. On Amazon the graphics and font simply didn't mesh and broke my heart.
 
So I'll save the beautiful image of these two hard-headed lovers and here's a reveal of the new cover for this red-hot scorcher of a romance. I hope you like it!

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  YEXCERPTY
“Is this how you get a client’s attention?” she asked, squeezing her muscles around his erection.
“God, you’re amazing.” The skin along his jaw twitched; he slammed back into her before responding. “We’ve already addressed that you are a special case. One that requires my complete and personal attention. No more talking, unless it’s my name on your lips. Put that dirty mouth of yours to work and tell me how my cock feels inside you.”
He felt amazing, but she couldn’t tell him and have those words lingering between them. “No,” she whispered.
“Christ, Alana. You’re so hard-headed.” He pumped his hips, rocking up and down, slamming his cock into her again and again. “Tell me. Do you like when we fuck like this?”
Wrapping her legs around his waist, she wanted to shout, Of course I do. Who wouldn’t want an animal between her legs, fucking like nobody’s business?
She stared back at him, aching with something foreign that promised to slice to ribbons her ability to remain encased and safe in her insulated, circumscribed world. “Why? You don’t get enough compliments on your work?”
He stopped moving his hips, changing tactics as he twisted his hands in her hair. “Don’t backslide! I’ll haul your arse across my lap and take care of this issue of your snappy remarks. Or is that what you’re after?” He spoke in a low, controlled voice and she had no answer. For a second, they gazed at one another in a stand-off.
She arched a brow. “I’ll go with the fifth.”
“I see,” he said, and pulled out of her. In the next instant she was picked up and, true to his word, she lay stretched across his lap, facing the floor. “You count, and if you don’t we begin all over again. On one.”
She tried to scramble off his lap, and that’s when it happened. Smack!
Hard.
Loud.
And painful. “Jesus Christ,” she breathed out without thinking.
“Not even close. Do we need to go over introductions again as well?”
The white-hot-poker scorching eased and his hold on her loosened. Not a lot, but enough to take a breath. “I’m not laughing. That hurts,” she snapped.
“Something tells me that much of these next two weeks will involve inflicting pain to capture your fleeting attention span.”
“Don’t be a d—,”she cut herself off, choosing another route. “Ridiculous.”
“Good save, Alana. But too late. You owe me, and it’s probably best if you pay the piper now so we can get on with the morning. Time is wasting. Count with me.” His hand rubbed down her ass cheeks, onto the back of her thighs. Gasping, she immediately noted when he lifted his hand, and could hear his inhalation. “Now,” he said.
“One,” she whispered, unsure of what to expect as she focused on his hand meeting her backside. Again, the blaze of his large palm coming into screaming contact with her ass had her arching. Exhaling.
“Steady,” he said, pushing her back onto his lap, and then he lifted his hand. “Again.”
 “Two,” she said between gritted teeth.
He spanked another section of her ass, spreading the fire from one side of her rear-end to the other. The flaring pain had her wriggling on top of his legs. At first, she did so just to ease the fiery assault, but then she latched onto an urge to spread her thighs open, on the verge of coming apart. The desire for him to tantalize her sky-rocketed.
“Please, Jonathan.”
“Not until we’re through.” His voice sounded strained. Even so, that didn’t stop him from raising his hand again, or the firm smack he delivered that unleashed a flurry of flashing lights in front of her eyes. 
“Three…three,” she panted.
“Let’s pick up the pace now that you’ve got this part. And afterwards, I’m going to fuck you the way I’ve wanted to ever since you and that smart mouth of yours sounded off last night.”
“Just do it now. God, I want you inside me.”
“Patience. That’s precisely what you need to learn.”
Her head snapped up, and she struggled to remain silent. And him? He needed to learn he couldn’t just do exactly what he pleased. She’d never met a man who stomped through life as though it were one big oyster bed, his to pluck whatever pearl lay within his reach. If there were lessons to learn, J.P. Lansing had a few of his own to acquire. Alana clenched her jaw in a haphazard stifling of the crushing urge to speak her mind.
Then he laughed as his hand rubbed down her backside.
Unable to stop feeding him fuel for this sexual firestorm he had set blazing between them, she flung back, “And you’re going to teach me?”
“Absolutely. My pleasure.” He smacked her ass to prove his point.
The scorch wrenched a yelp from her, and she quickly croaked. “Five. Dammit. No, four.”
“That’s it. Baby, you’re so wet. God, this is what you need from me. Isn’t it?” His hot breath charged over her blazing skin. She felt his fingers stroking her swollen sex. The world stopped spinning. Her breath caught.
“Jon,” she whispered as a sheen of perspiration flashed over her body. She pressed backward onto his finger and exploded.


“Not yet. Sweetheart, soon.” Hot, blistering smacks coupled with his fingers delving into the space between her slick folds had Alana scrunching her eyes shut as she choked, barely audible, counting each spank he delivered.

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CRASH & BURN ~ BOOK #2 OF THE RULE BREAKER SERIES
BOOK #3 ~ IT'S a BITCH is coming Winter 2014
 

 
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Saturday, September 7, 2013

INCITE your imagintion with smack to your senses...#satspanks

WELCOME TO SATURDAY SPANKINGS
 
CRASH & BURN just released last week!!
 
 
BOOK BLURB:
She rocks his world...he'll need distance from her to think straight.
      Waking up after an off-the-charts night with Alana, Jonathan has 23 minutes to memorize every inch of her body, erotic sensuality, and ability to torment him before he must let her go when their business contract begins and his record company is in charge of her band and her future.

He sets her body on fire...shattering the walls she's erected.
      Alana is fiercely loyal to Orion. But when fame comes knocking on her door alone, her band refuses to stand in her way. As the pressure builds to keep the band together, the only way out may mean cutting free from a man who complicates her life with his ability to melt her body, heart and soul.

Jon and Alana are blinded by their hotter-than-hell passions until they're spiraling out-of-control and there's nothing left to do but CRASH & BURN.

 
EROTICA -
Scorching from the start. Together, Jon & Alana's attraction is the makings of a chemical combustion
that gets hotter each time they're together.

RULE BREAKER Book #2
Sex, Love, & Lies in Music City

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SATURDAY SPANKING SPARK 
 
“Fuck, Alana. You’re so hard-headed.” He pumped his hips, rocking up and down, slamming his cock into her again and again. “Tell me. Do you like when I fuck you like this?”

Wrapping her legs around his waist, she wanted to shout, Of course I do. Who wouldn’t want an animal between her legs, fucking like nobody’s business?

“Why? You don’t get enough compliments on your work?” She stared back at him, aching with something foreign that promised to slice to ribbons her ability to remain encased and safe in her insulated, circumscribed world.

He stopped moving his torso, changing tactics as he twisted his hands in her hair. “Don’t backslide! I’ll haul your arse across my lap and take care of this issue of your snappy remarks. Or is that what you’re after? Fuck me,” he bellowed, and pulled out of her. In the next instant she was picked up and, true to his word, she lay stretched across his lap, facing the floor. “You count, and if you don’t we begin all over again. On one.”

She tried to scramble off his lap, and that’s when it happened. Smack!

Hard. Loud. And painful. “Jesus Christ,” she breathed out without thinking.

“Not even close. Do we need to go over introductions again as well?”
 
HOPE YOU ENJOYED! This is the sequel to the Amazon best seller ROCK into ME.

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Friday, September 6, 2013

BANNED BOOK WEEK is coming!

What the heck is banned book week?

SIMPLY, the time to celebrate our freedom of speech and specifically in written forms aka BOOKS!

 

 

Banned Books Week: Celebrating the Freedom to Read

WHEN: September 22−28, 2013

Banned Books Week is an annual event celebrating the freedom to read. Typically held during the last week of September, it highlights the value of free and open access to information. Banned Books Week brings together the entire book community –- librarians, booksellers, publishers, journalists, teachers, and readers of all types –- in shared support of the freedom to seek and to express ideas, even those some consider unorthodox or unpopular.

WHAT CAN YOU DO? Spread the message. If you blog or write or read or enjoy the freedom or want to secure the freedom just in case...then you're needed. FB, TWEET, BLOG, TEXT, TALK. Easy as pie to spread the news!
 
IDEAS TO DO
 
 
AMERICAN LIBRARY ASSOCIATION says:
"By focusing on efforts across the country to remove or restrict access to books, Banned Books Week draws national attention to the harms of censorship. Check out the frequently challenged books section to explore the issues and controversies around book challenges and book banning. The books featured during Banned Books Week have all been targeted with removal or restrictions in libraries and schools. While books have been and continue to be banned, part of the Banned Books Week celebration is the fact that, in a majority of cases, the books have remained available. This happens only thanks to the efforts of librarians, teachers, students, and community members who stand up and speak out for the freedom to read."

For more information on getting involved with Banned Books Week: Celebrating the Freedom to Read, please see Calendar of EventsIdeas and Resources, and the new Banned Books Week site. You can also contact the ALA Office for Intellectual Freedom at 1-800-545-2433, ext. 4220, or bbw@ala.org.

 
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This map is drawn from cases documented by ALA and the Kids' Right to Read Project, a collaboration of the National Coalition Against Censorship and the American Booksellers Foundation for Free Expression.
 
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Saturday, August 31, 2013

For her, he would CRASH & BURN~Rule Breaker Erotica by Susan Arden


RULE BREAKER ~ Book 2
Tasty  Tease
 
Don’t. Go. There. Swallowing, she released the bubble of doubt swelling in her throat and acknowledged this was her band’s moment to garner a future. Not to shop for a sex partner. Fun and games. Not a thing more. The balancing of the equation was up to her. She exhaled, hoping to clear the clusterfuck of ideas and images congesting her brain. One last time. What did she want?
With a deep inhalation, she studied his face, his see-all sapphire blue eyes, and without further ado, she calmly whispered, “Fuck you.”
His jaw dropped open, but then he quickly recovered. A glimmer of excitement flashed in his eyes. “That filthy mouth of yours is so enticing, but a promise is a promise.”
“What are you going to do?”
“Now who’s acting slow?” He picked up a condom from the night table and ripped open the packet. He handled his dick with absolute precision in swathing himself in latex and then he was at her opening, gripping his cock with his hand. “Baby, here’s the recap: I’m going to fuck you, spank you, and then fuck you again. Then it’s on to the office.”
A seamless delivery. On the next heartbeat, he thrust into her in one hard plunge and she spontaneously cried out, digging her nails into his shoulders.
“Is this how you get a client’s attention?” she asked, squeezing her muscles around his erection.
“God, you’re amazing.” The skin along his jaw twitched; he slammed back into her before responding. “We’ve already addressed that you are a special case. One that requires my complete and personal attention. No more talking, unless it’s my name on your lips. Tell me how my cock feels inside you. Put that dirty mouth of yours to work.”
He felt amazing, but she couldn’t tell him and have those words lingering between them. “No,” she whispered.
“Fuck, Alana. You’re so hard-headed.” He pumped his hips, rocking up and down, slamming his cock into her again and again. “Tell me. Do you like when I fuck you like this?”
Wrapping her legs around his waist, she wanted to shout, Of course I do. Who wouldn’t want an animal between her legs, fucking like nobody’s business?
“Why? You don’t get enough compliments on your work?” She stared back at him, aching with something foreign that promised to slice to ribbons her ability to remain encased and safe in her insulated, circumscribed world.
He stopped moving his torso, changing tactics as he twisted his hands in her hair. “Don’t backslide! I’ll haul your arse across my lap and take care of this issue of your snappy remarks. Or is that what you’re after? Fuck me,” he bellowed, and pulled out of her. In the next instant she was picked up and, true to his word, she lay stretched across his lap, facing the floor. “You count, and if you don’t we begin all over again. On one.”
She tried to scramble off his lap, and that’s when it happened. Smack!
Hard. Loud. And painful. “Jesus Christ,” she breathed out without thinking.
“Not even close. Do we need to go over introductions again as well?”
The white-hot-poker scorching eased and his hold on her loosened. Not a lot, but enough to take a deep breath. “I’m not laughing. That hurts,” she said.
“Something tells me that much of these next two weeks will involve inflicting pain to capture your fleeting attention span.”
“Don’t be a d—,”she cut herself off, choosing another route. “Ridiculous.”
“Good save, Alana. But too late. You owe me, and it’s probably best if you pay the piper now so we can get on with the morning. Time’s a-wasting. Count with me.” His hand rubbed down her ass cheeks, onto the back of her thighs; she immediately noted when he lifted his hand, and could hear his inhalation. “Now,” he said.
“One,” she whispered, unsure of what to expect as she focused on his hand meeting her backside. Again, the blaze of his large palm coming into screaming contact with her ass had her arching. Exhaling.
“Steady,” he said, pushing her back onto his lap, and then he lifted his hand. “Again.”
 “Two,” she said between gritted teeth.
He spanked another section of her ass, spreading the fire from one side of her rear-end to the other. The flaring pain had her wriggling on top of his legs. At first she did so to ease the fiery assault, and then she latched onto an urge to spread her thighs open, on the verge of coming apart. The desire for him to tantalize her there sky-rocketed, and the feeling of hazy clouds of need saturated her brain.
“Please, Jonathan,” Alana whispered through the enticing fog.
“Not until we’re through.” His voice sounded strained. But that didn’t stop him from raising his hand again, or the firm smack he delivered that unleashed a flurry of flashing lights in front of her eyes. 
“Three…three,” she panted.
“Let’s pick up the pace now that you’ve got this part. And afterwards, I’m going to fuck you the way I’ve wanted to ever since you and that smart mouth of yours sounded off last night.”
“Just do it now. God, I want you inside me.”
“Patience. That’s precisely what you need to learn.”
Her head snapped up, and she struggled to remain silent. And him? He needed to learn he couldn’t just do exactly what he pleased. She’d never met a man who stomped through life as though it were one big oyster bed, his to pluck whatever pearl lay within his reach. If there were lessons to learn, J.P. Lansing had a few of his own to acquire. Alana clenched her jaw, stifling the crushing urge to speak her mind.
“And you’re going to teach me?” She flung back, unable to stop feeding him fuel for this sexual firestorm he had set blazing between them.
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Alana and Jon are back in Book 2 of the Rule Breaker series.

Sex, Love, & Lies in Music City