Vance's Rules is here! Celebrating with a contest and excerpt!

Hi Folks!

It's here!!! The second book in my Blackwater series is now live!! To celebrate, I have an excerpt below and I'm having a contest. Simply comment on this post and you're entered to win a  $10 Amazon Gift Certificate. That's all you have to do! I'll pick the winner tomorrow! :)

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Vance's Rules

Blackwater, Book 2

His tools, his rules...

Looking at Vance Jennings now, no one would guess that the tough-as-nails building contractor once suffered a broken heart. Twelve years has blunted the pain of the breakup with his high school sweetheart, but not the memory. Until she shows up on his doorstep asking for a second chance.

One look at the sexy redhead, and Vance adds a foot or two to his rock-solid emotional barriers. No way is he letting her back into his life. But he’ll be happy to let her close enough to sample her delectable body.

Shayla Riggs is no longer the vulnerable teenager who was forced to give up her first and only love. She’s older, wiser, and determined to make things right. Except the changes in Vance throw her for a loop. He’s definitely not the sweet boy she remembers. In fact, the grown-up version lights her up hotter than a firecracker.

It takes only a kiss, a caress, to bring back the explosive passion they once shared. But if Shayla can’t find a way to break through the bitter walls around his heart, it just might destroy them both. Again.

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Product Warnings

This story contains a stubborn woman intent on seduction and an alpha male with some naughty ideas of payback. Let the fireworks begin!

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Chapter One

Shayla stood on the porch of Vance’s home, shaking with nerves. She hadn’t seen him for twelve years. Each day away from him had caused her heart to ache. Stomach in knots, Shayla thought again about how much time she’d wasted, and all because of one man’s hatred. Her father had done everything in his power to keep her away from Vance Jennings, but those days were over, and Shayla aimed to set things right. If Vance slammed the door in her face, so be it, but at least she had to try.


She took a deep breath and rang the bell. After a few seconds, the door swung wide. A shiver ran the length of her spine at the sight of Vance standing in front of her in a heather-gray T-shirt and well-worn jeans. She’d always had that reaction to seeing him. Why should the years apart change anything? Vance Jennings had the looks of a charmer, only with a rougher edge, as if he’d had more than his fair share of hard knocks and had come away with more than a scratch or two. She took a moment and looked him over, all but breathing in the perfection of him.


His hair was as dark as the night itself, shiny and thick and long enough to be irresistible, even if it did need a good comb-through. The glow from the light behind him cast iridescent colors throughout the thick mass. Her gaze traveled over the angles of his face, noting every taut plane, the stubble covering his chin, and especially the generous line of his mouth. God, not even an artist could draw a mouth as soft and inviting as Vance’s. The man was just so damn kissable. Always had been. Shayla sighed as she realized how much harder this meeting was going to be than she’d originally thought.


She noticed the way he watched her. Like an angry panther, his eyes were always so intense, and they seemed to see right into her soul. When he looked her over from head to toe, Shayla stiffened. Sure, the years had been kind to Vance, but what would he think of her after all this time? She’d filled out, pretty much all over. Gone was the skinny young girl with stars in her eyes.


Enough, she chastised herself. She wasn’t here to visually devour the man. She was supposed to explain why she’d dumped him like so much garbage and walked out of his life over a decade ago. Should be a ton of fun.


“Shayla,” Vance gritted out. He blinked a few times, and Shayla wondered if he was as baffled as she was by her presence. And the way he said her name, as if it left a bad taste in his mouth, didn’t give Shayla much confidence either.


“Hi,” she said, smiling in an effort to hide her anxiety.


Vance frowned. “It’s been a long time, Shay.”


Don’t I know it? A gust of cold January wind hit her in the face, and Shayla stiffened. “May I come in?”


He hesitated, but Shayla couldn’t blame him. After what she’d done to him, he had every right to slam the door in her face. When he stepped back and let her into the foyer, Shayla counted it as a small victory. “I hope I wasn’t interrupting,” she said, then cringed at the sound of her own voice. She was talking to him as if he were a perfect stranger. As if they hadn’t once been in love.


Vance shut the door and tucked his hands into the front pockets of his jeans. “Nope.”


“Oh, well, that’s good,” she said as she looked down at the floor and hitched her purse up her arm. Where was she supposed to begin? Even though she’d rehearsed this a million times, Shayla was suddenly at a loss for words.


“You might as well get to it.”


At the sound of Vance’s deep voice, Shayla looked up. Their gazes connected, and she opened her mouth to speak, but nothing came out. Her throat closed up and her heart rate sped. When her face felt as if it were on fire, Shayla groaned. Oh please, not now. She simply could not have a panic attack now. When her lips began to tingle and her eyes felt as if they were bulging out of her head, Shayla knew that was exactly what was happening.


Vance stepped forward and took hold of her shoulders, his expression filled with concern. “Hey, you okay?”


Shayla couldn’t get her mouth to work properly, so she shook her head instead. Her hand went to the front of her turtleneck sweater and yanked in an attempt to get air into her starving lungs. It didn’t help; nothing would. She felt Vance tugging her coat off, and within seconds, he had her sitting on the couch.


Vance crouched in front of her. “Easy now,” he murmured. “Just relax and take a few deep breaths.”


She did as he instructed, and when her face started to cool down, she knew the anxiety was beginning to pass. A large palm pressed to the back of her neck and rubbed. For a moment, Shayla let herself sink into the warmth of having Vance’s gentle palm against her skin. After so many years without his touch, she wanted to soak in every second. Too soon, he was moving away. He sat in the chair across from her, his expression unreadable.


“Thanks,” she said. “I’m not sure what happened there.”


He cleared his throat and sat back. “Now that you can breathe, care to explain why you’ve decided to show up on my doorstep after all this time?”


Here goes nothing. “I wanted to clear the air,” she blurted out.


Vance’s gaze shot wide. “Are you for real?”


Oh yeah, there’s that Vance Jennings temper. “I know I don’t deserve it,” she said, “but please listen to me.”


Vance shrugged. “Why would you think I’d even care? It’s been twelve years, Shay. A lot of time has passed.”


She held up her hands, palms out. “You’re right, there’s no reason you should give a fig, but aren’t you a little bit curious? Didn’t you wonder why I wrote that letter telling you we needed some time apart?”


“No,” he bit out, “because I already knew why.”


Her own temper flared. He was so sure he had all the answers, but Shayla knew better this time. “Oh really?”


Vance leaned forward, so close she could smell his intoxicating male scent. “You were Daddy’s good little girl, and you got tired of playing with the bad boy of Blackwater.” He looked her over, lingering for a heart-pounding few seconds on her chest before meeting her gaze again. “I was good enough to fuck but not good enough to keep.”


Shayla paled. Was that what he’d thought? That she hadn’t loved him? That he hadn’t been her whole world?

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Another red-hot scene!

Another hot scene for you. This is from Instructing Sarah, which is available on Kindle only!


Adult Excerpt:

Greg got onto the bed, between her smooth, fleshy thighs and looked his fill. She had a neatly trimmed bikini line, and her clitoris and plump nether lips were totally exposed to his view. He licked his lips. “If I don’t get me a taste of some of that honey I’ll surely die, Sarah.”

He lowered his head and licked her from her clit to her dewy lips, and then in between. Her legs closed in embarrassment, but his hands clutched her, holding her firmly in place. Greg tasted her tangy flavor on his tongue and knew he’d never sampled anything sweeter. He inhaled her womanly scent, sucked her clit in between his teeth and nibbled.

Sarah’s hands flew to his head, clutching and grasping handfuls of his hair in stinging desperation for more. When his tongue thrust between her folds, she lost it completely and pushed against his face, undulating as he tongue-fucked her. A few more licks to her clit and she burst wide, screaming and straining against the unyielding hold his hands had on her soft thighs. He stared as she became lost in the age-old instinct to hold onto the delirious feelings of orgasm for as long as humanly possible.

Greg waited her out, keeping his tongue and lips against her sopping wet mound while she gained control once again. Sarah collapsed back, the muscles in her thighs going slack as they fell open, her hands dropping back to the bed. Only then did he lift up and stare down at the tempting picture she presented.

She looked nearly asleep already, exhausted from her climax, but when he dipped his finger into her slippery cunt her eyes flew open on a start. He pulled it back out and brought it to her lips, rubbing her lube against them before he leaned down and kissed it off her. She whimpered for him and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down on top of her...

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A Sexy Scene from Vance's Rules

Since I'm in the mood to share the hotness lately, how about a sexy scene from Vance's Rules (releasing May 15th)?

You can read the first chapter HERE
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Adult Excerpt:

With a swiftness that surprised her, Vance came down on the bed and lay down next to her. A pair of large, calloused hands grasped her around the waist, pulling her up and sitting her down on top of him in one smooth motion. At once, Shayla felt totally exposed.

He seemed to sense her nervous jitters. "You’re beautiful, Shayla," he murmured. "I want to watch you this time." She started to say something, anything, but Vance hushed her with a finger to her kiss-swollen lips. "You can be the one to run the show when we’re in this position. Wouldn’t you like that?"

To be in control of the powerful Vance Jennings? Yeah, Shayla liked the idea a lot. When his arousal pushed at the cleft of her bottom, a little thrill ran through her. He was hard for her. She wanted to think that no other woman could do that to Vance, but she knew she’d be kidding herself. Still, she could pretend. 
Shayla wiggled her hips, and the sound of her name came from somewhere deep inside of Vance. The sight of him beneath her held her spellbound. A sexy dusting of dark curly hair sprinkled his muscular chest, and his six-pack abs made her anxious to dance her fingers across every hard inch of him. As her gaze wandered lower, she took in the enticing trail of hair that brought her to his cock, which stood out from his body, a long, thick length of steel that had Shayla’s mouth watering. When she glanced into his hazel eyes, they darkened with the fire burning bright inside him. She watched his lips thin as if he wasn’t too sure about letting her be in charge all of a sudden.

"Are you certain you wouldn’t rather be on top?" she offered. "I don’t mind." He was such a sexual man, meeting his needs suddenly seemed like a major undertaking. She didn’t know if she had it in her to please him.

"I’m sure," he said in a rough voice. "I like seeing your pretty body perched on top of me. I’m free to explore this way."

When Vance’s hands closed over her breasts and massaged, Shayla became lost to the sensation of his work-scarred palms teasing her sensitive nipples. She closed her eyes and began to move her hips back and forth, slowly at first, enjoying the feel of his hard cock nestled between her buttocks. Bracing herself on his chest, she rolled her hips back and forth, clenching her thighs around him. Vance growled low in his throat and moved his hands to her ass cheeks. He squeezed and tore a moan from deep within Shayla. She opened her eyes again and bent down far enough that her nipples grazed his chest hair. The dark curls rasped them to taut peaks.

"Kiss me, honey," Vance urged.

Unable to deny him a single thing, Shayla brought her mouth to his and licked at his full lower lip. God, no man should have a mouth so beautiful. Her teeth nibbled at the satiny skin, and his arms came around her and crushed her to him. She felt herself spiraling out of control, felt Vance’s instinctive need to dominate boiling to the surface. He was more demanding, and definitely rougher than before. The grown-up Vance had a wild side, and it turned Shayla on something fierce. Her passion burned hotter as she gave herself freedom to do the things she’d dreamed of for so many years.

Shayla rose up a fraction and gazed into his heavy-lidded eyes. "I want to taste more of you," she said. "Please."

As if not trusting himself to speak, Vance nodded. She lowered her head to his chest and tasted his salty skin. He was so deliciously male, Shayla knew she’d never get enough. Her tongue darted out and laved his nipple. Her fingers curled in his chest hair, and she tugged a little. He groaned, and Shayla smiled. She slid down his body, oblivious to her own nudity now, and kissed his flat, rock-hard abs. She ran her hands over his steely chest and his thick biceps. Shayla had a need to touch him everywhere at once, to memorize every line and angle.

When she reached his cock, Shayla looked up the length of him and saw the raw need in his gaze as he watched her, his entire body still and tense. She swept her hair out of the way and lowered her head. Without breaking eye contact, Shayla grasped him in her hand and squeezed.

"Fuck yeah," he growled.

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An Older Story Available on Kindle

Hi Ladies and Gents!

Just a quick note to let you know that I've made one of my older stories available on the Kindle for the first time! For a limited time I offered Instructing Sarah up for free on my website, but all good things must eventually come to an end, right?

Here's a bit more about the story. And I hope you like the exclusive excerpt!

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Blurb:

Greg Stiles craves his neighbor, Sarah Templeton. He figures she should’ve been named Sarah Temptation. So far, he's been a good boy and kept his distance. When another man moves into their complex and starts sniffing around Sarah, Greg’s honorable intentions fly right out the window. Time to show Miss Templeton just how good he can be.

Sarah isn't ashamed of her virginal status, just tired of it. She's always wanted a husband, kids, and the white picket fence. Those dreams seem forever out of reach. So when her hunky neighbor asks her out on a date, she jumps at the chance. She’s watched him. Wanted him. Now she’ll have him. Problem is, how does she keep him?

Excerpt:

Sarah felt ridiculous standing in the wet mulch as she attempted to yank out one weed after another, but she took pride in her condominium. She‟d worked hard to have a place of her own since getting out from under her father‟s thumb. He‟d been a controlling and condescending man and she alone had taken the brunt of his forceful will. Being the only child with a mother who had skipped out only months after giving birth, Will Templeton had used her to exact revenge upon the woman who‟d wronged him. At every turn, Sarah was told how she was exactly like her mother. Just as useless, just as unappreciative. It had taken all her will power to realize he was nothing more than a bitter man who didn‟t value the joys of fatherhood.

She wanted a family, lots of kids, and a husband who would dote on them, but, at the ripe age of twenty-five, she was no closer to having that dream come true than she had been at twenty-four or twenty-three. She was the only twenty-five year old virgin she knew and she was pretty damn sure she would be heading straight to old maid status if she didn‟t do something to kick her sex life into gear. If she couldn‟t have children and a husband, the very least she could have is some fun.

Oh, it wasn‟t as if she was invisible to men, but none had ever made her want to take off her clothes. She‟d had a few boyfriends, but the relationships had always left her wanting more, as if there was something, or someone, out there just waiting for her.

Sarah yanked extra hard on the weed at her idealistic notions. Her father would roll his eyes and scoff if he knew she was thinking such things. He was a no-nonsense man and his attitude had always been that she was better off never falling in love. Love caused pain, he‟d say. She heard him mutter those words thousands of times. "Sarah, trust me. I know best. Love is like fog—one minute you can nearly taste it, the very next it‟s gone, and you‟re left wondering if it‟d all been nothing more than an illusion to start with."

She‟d kept her thoughts to herself and let him rant. He wouldn‟t take stock in anything she—a woman—had to say anyway so she‟d never bothered to change his mind. Again, she yanked at a weed, realizing too late that it‟d been a flower. "Damn it!"

"I‟m eternally grateful that I‟m not green and growing in your garden."

Sarah stumbled at the husky drawl and fell face first into her patch of daffodils. She twisted around, careful not to destroy her flowers completely and saw that the voice belonged to none other than Greg Stiles, her sexy, dark-haired neighbor with the brooding good looks that belonged on the cover of a hot romance novel. He was big, standing at the very least, six foot two, and had the solid body that could only be gained by hours and hours of hard work. She had admired him from afar for the entire two years that she‟d lived at Willow Glenn Condominiums, but he always seemed to be avoiding her, as if it pained him to be in her presence. Too late, she realized she was just sitting in mulch and staring.
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Contest WINNERS!

My 5 winners of last week's contest are (in order):

1st place: Joanne B

2nd place: Debby

3rd place: Betty@cinderpeak.com

4th place: Lorimeehan

5th place: Tammy F

Ladies--send me an email at annerainey11@gmail.com to claim prizes, etc!

Thanks for ALL the terrific comments! Sorry I'm late chosing winners, but the days sort of got away from me. :)



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Who Wants Goodies?

I'm back from the Romantic Times Convention and I'm TIRED! It was a terrific event. I'm definitely planning to go again next year. :)

Now that I'm home though, I'm faced with the fact I ordered too many goodies! So, I'm doing a little giveaway today. All you have to do is go to the description page for Vance's Rules and read the blurb and excerpt. Then answer this question: Should Vance give Shayla a second chance?

I'm going to pick 5 winners! :)

First Place winner will receive:
So Sensitive (print),
Pleasure Bound (print),
a .PDF copy of Naked Games (which releases 8/1/12),
along with several misc. goodies.

Winner 2 will receive:
Body Rush (print),
Some Like it Rough (print)
a .PDF copy of Vance's Rules (which releases 5/15/12)
and several misc. goodies.

Winner 3 will receive:
Seduce Me (print),
Dare Me (print)
and several misc. goodies.

Winners 4 and 5 will receive:
readers' choice of one of my current ebook releases
and several misc. goodies



I'll pick winners on Friday, April 20th!


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Thursday Cuties!

Wow, it's been FOREVER since I've posted anything on here. Sorry about that, folks. I've been under a bit of stress this last month, but the air is beginning to clear and I'm coming out from under the dark cloud that has been looming over me. So, to make it up to you for my lack of blog activity, here are a few cuties for you!

The first is (I think) a rugby player. Not sure because I don't follow the sport, but Mr. Hottie here has me seriously reconsidering!

This wet God is a bit nekkid, but do you really mind? Seriously?

And in case you missed it on my Facebook page, this fella reminds me a lof of Reilly and River Jennings, the twins from my Blackwater series. In your mind imagine this guy twice...yum, right?

And my latest fascination. His name is Jason and he's just so perfectly built. And those eyes. Holy mother, that man could ask me anything and I'd probably say yes. LOL

I have a thing about a man's back. Strong, powerful back muscles are just so damn sexy, huh?

If you want more of Jason you can find him HERE. He's graced some pretty fantastic covers. I want him on one of mine really badly!

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