I feel like a hot excerpt!

She was what a man desired in a woman. Soft, womanly curves, a sweet innocence that made him want to shelter and protect, and a hot, steamy inner passion just begging to be released. She was so ripe. Nick ached to pluck her from the vine that kept her chained and taste every juicy inch.

Lacey whimpered and went pliant in his arms. It was all the encouragement he needed. If Nick couldn’t have all of her today, right now then he’d at least take a sample. Something that would stick with him, tide him over until he could have it all.

He used his tongue to coax her lips apart, licking at the delicate skin until she finally surrendered. He entered the sweet cavern of her mouth and explored its wet heat. He moved his tongue in a rhythm akin to making love, going slowly in and out, building the pleasure by small measures. Suddenly, Lacey’s delicate hands were in his hair. She grabbed handfuls and pulled him closer still.

Nick took his mouth from hers. “Baby, I want you. I want to be buried inside of you until you scream my name. God, how I’ve fantasized about that.” He shut his eyes for a minute in an effort to gain control before opening them again. “But I’m not sure you’re ready.” When she started to protest, he hushed her by placing his index finger to her lips. “I will give you an appetizer.” No way was he going to leave her wanting.

Nick turned them so she lay against the couch, his body covering hers. He touched his tongue to her lips again, but this time it was just a bare whisper. Even so, Lacey whimpered again. The teasing little sound could be addicting.

He kissed each of her eyelids and trailed his lips along her cheeks, taking his time, drawing out the pleasure. If only it would last forever. Every time she blinked, every time she moved, he wanted her to think only of him and beg him for more.

Sitting back on his haunches, he pulled her top up over her head, and threw it on the floor. She wasn’t wearing a bra and his eyes drank in her delicate form. Baby-pink. That was the shade of her nipples. They were large and puffy. He’d never seen anything sweeter, or more tempting.

“Oh, baby, you are every man’s fantasy come to life, and you’re all mine.”

Not giving her a chance to respond, he leaned down and sucked one pink tip into his mouth, rolling it with his tongue and biting it lightly, giving in to the frantic need clawing at him. He closed his eyes and savored her unique flavor.

One last lick and he released the hard bud then pulled back to gaze into her eyes. “You taste as good as you smell. Somehow I knew you would.” His voice was almost unrecognizable even to him. He descended onto the other breast, brushing it with his tongue while his hand was busy toying and kneading the other.

“Nick, please, I want you.”

It was almost too much. He stopped his ministrations and taunted, “Good, I want you crazy for it, Lace.” Then he crawled down her body, and undid the fly to her jean shorts. He slithered them down her strong, runner’s legs, kissing each inch of flesh he exposed. He stopped in surprise when he got her shorts off all the way and looked at her panties. “Christ, had I known what you were wearing I would have moved a hell of a lot faster.”

She wore a lacey turquoise thong. Nick could clearly see her brown curls underneath the scarce covering. The beautiful sight fired his blood.

It made him so hard he ached.

“Did I ever tell you that turquoise is my favorite color?” he asked, his eyes never leaving her nest of curls. When he thought he heard a whispered “no”, he groaned, “Well it sure as hell is now.”

With her shorts all the way off, he looked down at her. Passion darkened her pale blue eyes and her face was rosy from the scrape of his morning stubble. Her damp, silky hair fanned out across the cushion. He had a moment to think of just how sexy she appeared. His gaze darted to her nipples, distended and wet from his loving. He rumbled his approval and fondled the firm globes.

He’d waited for this moment far too long and yet it was better than he’d ever imagined. He felt like a kid with a new toy.

Touching Lace--Samhain Publishing--4 stars, RT ~buy here

Anne's 'caption this' winner!

Okay the winner of my ‘caption this’ contest has been chosen!
I printed the captions out and cut them into individual strips, then stuck them in a flower pot.
My daughter picked the winner:

mamasand2 said...
“Man, look at that A##!!! Oh yeah, drop another spoon, sweet cheeks.”

You’ve won a copy of TASTING CANDY! Email with your preference of download...i.e. .pdf or other...and I’ll email it to you in a jiff!
Thanks for all the fun captions. I had a blast reading those!

My Mother's Day Book Haul!

I have to say, my mom and I did good! We found lots of goodies last Friday when we went shopping together. Several new authors for me. Check out this wonderful list of books I/mom bought:


This anthology features a couple of my favorite authors. Sylvia Day and Lisa Renee Jones, plus several others I've never tried.


These two Lara Adrian books means I have the entire series. Now I can start reading them. I've been waiting until I had all four current releases.




This Erin McCarthy is the first in her 7 Deadly Sins Series. I also have "Fallen". Again, I like to start a series at the beginning.



I confess, I haven't read any of the 'Nauti' books, but this one looked so damn good! I can't wait to read it!


These two are from an author I've never read, Jean Johnson. This isn't the beginning, I'm missing a book. Once I find it, I'll be able to start them. They're called: Sons of Destiny...intriquing huh?




Okay, help me out here guys! I've never read Anne Stuart, but the blurb sounded good. Is she any good? Is this a series? Do I need to search out the others?

Time for a SMOKIN' HOT excerpt!

Sexual Persuasion
by Anne Rainey
BUY HERE

Review:

The Romance Studio, 5 Heart Sweetheart Winner
“This is a story to keep and reread when you want to experience true love conquering all!”

Blurb:
Roslyn Garrison is a spoiled heiress with too much time on her hands. Her biggest problem is choosing which country to visit next. Everything changes when she's invited to a party at the Palace Resort hotel in Sun City, Africa. The next morning, Roslyn wakes to find the mysterious Bane Riley holding her captive. Afraid for her life, she sets out to do whatever it takes to get free. However, she doesn't count on Bane's ability to set her blood on fire. He promises carnal delights if she'll only give into her desires.Can Roslyn let herself go and submit to the forbidden under the hot African sun or will her stubbornness force Bane to teach her a lesson?

Excerpt:
Bane grabbed her wrist, his blue-green eyes capturing her gaze while he pushed her hand downward.

“You know what I want. Take my cock in your hand.”

Testing the waters, Roslyn held back and murmured, “What if I don’t?”

His eyes narrowed and a muscle jumped in his rigid jaw. "Do you like to be dominated? Have you ever let a man take total control over your body?"

“Yes to the first and never to the second."

One side of his mouth kicked up. "Good."

He released her hand and took a step back, putting a measure of distance between them. "Get up and strip, then get on all fours in front of me."

What had she agreed to? Sex games of this magnitude were way out of Roslyn’s league. She was a simple girl. Well, a rich, spoiled, simple girl. How was she supposed to give a man like Bane what he wanted?

"Rule number one. I never repeat the commands."

His scandalous words fluttered around in her brain and Roslyn took a second too long to obey. As she got up and started to pull her gown off, she was stunned to see him walking to the far corner of the room to pick up the riding crop. He came back, holding it at his side and watched her undress. His nostrils flared and his eyes seared her from head to toe, her body coming to glorious life everywhere his gaze touched.

"Bend over the bed."

Oh God. Could she, of her own volition, accept his punishment?

For an instant, Bane's implacable mask slipped. "Let yourself go, Roslyn. Give me your trust."
Roslyn's mouth went dry and her throat felt tight. Nervous and even a little scared, she turned around and bent at the waist, her bottom facing Bane. A few seconds went by and she was beginning to lose her nerve, when she felt the first strike of the leather. She jerked and her skin stung. On the heels of that one, came another. After four swats, he stopped.

"Now, get down on your hands and knees."

Roslyn was both sore and anxious. The sweet-natured boy she once knew as Mike Riley was now wild, dominating Bane? Her mind couldn't wrap around the idea of having her childhood crush all to herself, aroused and anxious to take her to new heights of carnal pleasures.
Roslyn straightened and turned. The riding crop was still in his hand. She knelt down, never taking her eyes from his, and waited for her next command.

"Good. Now, touch yourself."

By now, Roslyn was sopping wet and impatient to do as told. She reached between her legs and smoothed her fingers over her clit, her gaze riveted to his heavy erection. He was so big, she wondered how her body would ever accommodate his size. She'd soon find out.

"Fuck yeah, you look so sexy," he gritted out.

She bent her head backwards to see his face, mesmerized by the feral savagery she witnessed. He looked ready to explode. As she moved her hand over her swollen mound and started to smooth two fingers into her tight opening, Bane’s hand snaked out and he dug his fingers into her hair. He tugged at her head slightly, forcing her to stop playing.

"Enough. I want your mouth. Suck my dick, sweetheart."

Roslyn smiled as her mind whirled with thoughts. It wouldn't be any fun if he continuously got his way. To Roslyn's impish way of thinking, if she needed to learn obedience, then he would have to learn to be a strong master.

She rose to her feet and sidestepped him, heading...away from him. Action and reaction, Newton's Law was good for more than physics class.

Bane couldn’t believe what he was seeing. She was walking away? He could bend metal with the heavy weight of his cock, yet Roslyn appeared unaffected.

"Where the hell do you think you're going?"

"I'm not in a very cooperative mood."

Damn infuriating woman would be the death of him. "Get your ass back here, Roslyn. Now," Bane commanded.

The tone in his voice should have stopped her cold. He’d ruled hundreds of business associates with that tone. Not Roslyn. She was either too stupid to realize she was baiting a panther or too arrogant to care.

Well, she might have kept walking, but her steps weren’t quite as sure, he was pleased to notice.
“If I'm forced to come after you, you'll be punished for your disobedience."

She walked right out of the room and into the living room.

He came after her. In just a few long strides, Bane swung her around and flipped her over his shoulder, caveman-style. He took her back to the bed and plopped her onto it. Not giving her another chance to escape, Bane held her down with one hand and got on top of her, straddling her waist. He leaned down and murmured, "I knew you'd be hard to break. Good thing I'm a patient man." Then he kissed her, her lips a gentle temptation.

Monday Morning Hunk

Good morning, ladies! Say hello to Tiago...
ain't he delicous?! :)