No Safeword: Matte—The Honeymoon by Candace Blevins

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No Safeword: Matte—The Honeymoon:
Safeword Series # 8
By: Candace Blevins
Releasing August 1st, 2014

Blurb
The wedding ceremony is over, and the couple is on their way to Hawaii. After so much build-up for the big night, how will Ethan handle it? Sam has no idea, and while she’s pretty sure she’s ready, she’s still a bit nervous. Who wouldn’t be?
Most newlyweds don’t ride bicycles up and then back down dormant volcanos for fun on their honeymoon, but Sam and Ethan aren’t the average couple. They find lots of fun things to do on the islands and in the ocean, and Ethan’s creativity knows no bounds when in the privacy of their secluded beach house.
If you’ve read Safeword: Matte and Safeword: Matte – In Training, you’ve been waiting for the honeymoon. Here’s hoping you enjoy it as much as Sam and Ethan.

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Author Info
Candace Blevins is a southern girl who loves to travel the world.
She lives with her husband of 16 years and their two daughters. When not working or driving kids all over the place she can be found reading, writing, meditating, or swimming.
Candace writes romance books about characters who happen to have some extreme kinks. Relationships can be difficult enough without throwing power exchange into the mix, and her books show characters who care enough about each other to fight to make the relationship work.
Each book in the Safeword series highlights a couple with a different BDSM issue to resolve. All books are standalone books and can be read in any order, with the exception of the two Davenport books, since Safewords: Davenport and Chiffon is a sequel to Safeword: Davenport.
You can visit Candace on the web at candaceblevins.com, or friend her on Facebook at facebook.com/candacesblevins
* Serious Romance * Serious BDSM *

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Excerpt
Sam awoke first the next morning and slid under the covers. He was soft when she pulled him between her lips, but within seconds he groaned in pleasure and began to fill her mouth.
She intended to get him off, but he stopped her a few minutes into it, flipped her on her back, draped her legs over his shoulders, and gently worked her clit with his lips and tongue.
Sam’s eyes rolled back into her head and she forgot to breathe for several heartbeats. However, after a few minutes she realized he’d stopped her from giving him a blowjob. He hadn’t used her last night, and now he wasn’t letting her pleasure him.
She raised up on her elbows and watched a few seconds before coming to a decision.
“Time out, Ethan.”
He tilted his head to look at her, but kept her clit in his mouth. His tongue ran across it a few times and she had to fight to keep her eyes from rolling back in her head again.
“I was giving you a blowjob, and you stopped me.”
His eyes agreed with her, and then he stopped looking up and went back to work.
She gently bopped him on the head. “Don’t ignore me. I’m trying to talk to you.”
He inserted a finger into her depths, and then another, and Sam fell back, her legs tensed on his shoulders, and she lost control of her body as an orgasm crashed into her with no warning.
She tried to talk through it, but couldn’t come up with an intelligible sentence, and finally gave up and let the bliss sweep her under.
As she regained motor function, she draped her arm over her eyes and let her legs sprawl out to the side. “It seems wrong to call you a jerk after you gave me a mind-melting orgasm, but I was giving you a blowjob and you stopped me, and then you ignored me when I tried to talk to you about it.”
Her voice sounded happy and content, but there wasn’t much she could do about it.
Ethan was still between her legs, and he chuckled before bending to lick her entrance with long, slow, strokes.
“God, you’re impossible. I don’t know whether to beg you to stop, or keep going.”
His tongue kept going, and she added, “We need to talk about why you aren’t using me, and won’t let me pleasure you.” She groaned as he licked and suckled the perfect spot. Quickly losing her resolve, she pulled enough air into her lungs to admit, “But I’m not sure I have the willpower to ask you to stop what you’re doing.”
He brought her to three more orgasms before he kissed his way up to her neck, rolled to the side, and pulled her into his arms.
“I used you pretty hard, and I wanted to give you a little time to recover.” He kissed her forehead. “Take advantage of it while you can.”
“But I wanted to give you a blowjob. How could that be a bad thing?”
“It isn’t, but I’ve made the decision to give you pleasure and pamper you a few days.”
He was holding himself so she couldn’t feel his cock, so she didn’t know if he was hard or not. Her mind shifted into analysis mode, and she ran the possible reasons he might not want to use her, or even get a blowjob.
It hit her out of the blue, and she looked up and said, “You’re sore. My ass feels like someone used a sandpaper-covered toy on it. Your cock has to be sore, too.”
His face told her he was trying to find a way to deny it without lying, and she laughed. “Master Sex-God is sore. Oh, it’s beautiful.” She kissed his chin, and then his lips. “Don’t try to deny it. I’m not sure why it didn’t occur to me before.” She shook her head. “I’m not sure how you managed it the last couple of times, though. If you were hurting as bad as me, why did you keep going?” She paused and added. “How did you keep going?”
“I’m pretty sure I’m not as sore as you. Your ass hasn’t had any friction at all until we arrived here, and my cock gets frequent activity. The last couple of times I felt a little tender, but I wasn’t ready to stop yet, and it didn’t hurt bad enough to affect my pleasure.”
He shrugged. “I’m sore enough after the fact, so I figure it’s best to give it a rest.” Soft lips kissed her forehead, then her nose. “I’m quite serious about wanting to give you some rest and lots of pampering, though. You took everything I gave you, and I gave you a lot. I want you to know I understand how hard I was on you, and I appreciate you for it. I don’t want to ever take your submission for granted.”

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Black Widow Witch by A. J. Locke

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Title: Black Widow Witch
Author: A. J. Locke
Release Date: 5/15/2014
Genre: Urban Fantasy

A deadly curse, a deadly assassin, and one shot to save everyone she loves…

Malachi Erami can’t fall in love. After she’s caught with Knave, the witch Queen’s favorite lover, she’s cursed to savagely butcher any man she falls for. Exiled to live among humans, Malachi runs a bar that serves magic-laced drinks, but since her curse labels her high risk, she’s also closely monitored. Julian Vira is her latest babysitter, but he’s also the first man since Knave that she’s been attracted to. Good-looking and nonjudgmental of her horrible curse? Yeah, he’s hard to resist.

  But when Malachi finds a body behind her bar, she knows she’s in trouble. If the Witches Control Council gets wind of it, she’ll be accused of murder and sent to her death. And when her friends start getting framed for murder, she realizes she’s not the only target. Malachi and Julian dig into the evidence to clear her name, but the closer they get to answers, the closer the curse comes to taking over. So when Malachi uncovers a plot to kill the witch Queen, she finds herself suddenly recruited into service, with the promise of having her curse lifted and a reunion with Knave as well. But if she fails, Knave will die. And she and Julian might not live long enough to see that happen.

Excerpt: Chapter One

Today was the anniversary of the worst day of my life, and I’d been trying to forget about it by consuming a vast amount of booze. The fact that I owned a bar greatly helped with that endeavor, and the fact that I was drunk was an accomplishment, since witches weren’t easily susceptible to alcohol. Humans were onto something with this whole drinking-to-forget-one’s-crappy-life thing.
Behind the bar, I poured a shot for an eager customer. Amaretto, Southern Comfort peach liqueur, and sweet-and-sour mix went into the glass, then I held my hand over the drink and let a stream of purple magic, the same color as my eyes, flow into it. The drink glowed purple for a few seconds, then I handed it to the customer, who drank it with no hesitation. After slamming the glass down, he grabbed the tipsy woman who’d been hanging on him and gave her a sloppy kiss, then led her out of the bar. I smiled and shook my head. The magic I’d put into the shot, aptly named Piece of Ass, would ensure they didn’t leave the bedroom tonight.

Somewhere in the room I heard riotous laughter, and above that the voice eliciting that laughter. Xiune was having a good night for a change and wasn’t holed up in my office. Though since she was just a head inside a clear acrylic box, it was understandable that sometimes all she wanted to do was hide.

“Malachi, darling!” Xiune called. “Seven handsome young men have requested the Challenge!” I smiled slyly. I loved administering the Challenge.

“It’s time for the Seven Deadly Sins Challenge!” I announced, filling up eight shot glasses with vodka, one of which I downed. “Which sin will it be and what will its victim do?” People shouted their guesses while I sent tendrils of magic into the shots. My magic sparked like tiny bolts of lightning, and like the shot I had just made, the liquid briefly glowed purple. I focused on one of the glasses and started whispering a spell, channeling the essence of one of the seven deadly sins through my body. For a brief moment, my body became flushed with a feeling of ravenous desire, then it flowed out of me into the shot glass. I felt rather charged and wondered if this had been the right sin to choose tonight. But hey, I was drunk, and I kind of wanted to see someone suffer. Misery loves company right?

I levitated the shot glasses onto a tray and sauntered over to the table where Xiune was entertaining the men who thought they were up for the Challenge. With her flawless complexion, golden eyes, and vibrant red hair, Xiune didn’t need a body to be beautiful. I’d known her when she had one though, and if she’d been sitting there in all her glory, she’d have every man kneeling at her feet. Her allure was only heightened by the fact that she was a bodiless beauty who used her magic to float herself around in a box. The box wasn’t necessary for Xiune to move around, but she felt safer inside it when she was out in public. That way if a witch hater spat on her, she’d have a shield. It also prevented those on the other end of the spectrum, people who were fascinated by witches, from getting too close. I set the shot glasses down and motioned for the men to stand around the table. They looked like your typical college fare: unkempt hair, sagging pants, and some sort of ironic or sports themed T-shirt. High-fives and shit talking all around.

“Now boys,” I said, leaning forward on my forearms, giving my cleavage time to shine. “Are you sure you’re ready for this? One of you is moments away from experiencing a sin you may or may not enjoy.” They assured me they were man enough to handle any sin, and I smiled. The fun thing about the Challenge was that everyone handled it differently. One man caught with gluttony had run across the street to McDonalds, spent over a hundred dollars on food, then sat on the floor and gorged himself. A woman under the same gluttony spell had tried to eat her friend’s purse.

“Let’s hope it’s lust and let’s hope it’s me,” one of the men said, winking at me. He stood a couple of inches over six feet, had brown hair and a lanky physique. If he started spending time at the gym, maybe his lame come-ons would give him more luck getting laid.

“Honey, I would eat you up,” I said with a slow smile. Normally I would never have said such a line, but all the alcohol I had consumed was speaking for me. He probably had no idea how true those words were though, because his smile never wavered. However, for a moment after I spoke, I saw another face in place of his, and it cut through my drunken haze like a knife. I gasped, and he must have thought that was a sign he had a chance with me, because his smile became more lascivious. Lucky for him, he did nothing for me.

“Malachi, let’s get this show going.” Xiune slid her box over to nudge me, and I shook my head and turned back to the waiting crowd.

“All right, it’s about to go down!” I yelled. “For anyone who hasn’t witnessed the Challenge before, I’ll explain how it works. One of these shot glasses is infused with the essence of one of the seven deadly sins, and the recipient will be overcome with that sin for the next half hour, while the others will experience the most euphoric feeling they’ve ever experienced from a shot of alcohol.” I motioned for the men to pick up a glass, and Mister Flirtatious had one more wink for me.

“Gentlemen, take your shot of sin!” They took their shots to the head. When they slammed their glasses down, every eye in the room was on them. After about twenty seconds, one of the men—not Winky—suddenly gasped, whipped his head around, and bolted from among his friends to accost a mildly attractive woman standing nearby.

“Fuck me! Fuck me, please!” He shook her by the upper arms while she stared at him, mortified, as his friends tried to pry him off her. I brayed with laughter, as did Xiune and everyone else in the bar.

“Oh god, I’m so horny. Someone please, fuck me!” He struggled against his laughing friends, trying to reach any female in sight, with his erection leading the way. Lust had been the winner tonight, and for the next thirty minutes this poor sap would be lusting after every woman he saw, whether she was twenty-eight or eighty-two. He even lurched toward Xiune, but she floated out of the way. Xiune was one sexy head in a box and had a mouth she could work wonders with. She often came out of her box to work those wonders on any willing man. There were more than you’d think.

“Right sin, wrong guy, right?” brown-haired dude said to me.

I rolled my eyes. “You and your friends will have your hands full for the next half hour. I suggest you hold on to him real good and don’t be surprised if he turns to one of you when it starts to look like he won’t be getting any women.”

He laughed and pulled out his cell phone. “I’ll call his girlfriend, though she’ll probably be too pissed at him for doing this to alleviate his lust.” He left the bar to make the call, while the other five continued to hold on to their friend, laughing like they’d never experienced anything so hilarious in their lives. Some of the more mischievous or drunk women teased the guy by parading in front of him and doing dirty little stripper moves. Only his friends’ hold stopped him from tackling one of them and trying to rip her clothes off.

I wasn’t afraid of things getting out of hand because I could break the spell any time I wanted. There was always a point where things stopped being amusing and started getting annoying. I left them and headed back behind the bar, while Xiune found another table of people to entertain. She was a wonderful songstress, and soon her melodic voice filled the bar as I went back to making magicked drinks. I glanced at my watch, noting that it was almost midnight, which meant the day was almost over. That didn’t actually mean anything though. The day passing didn’t mean I would forget the curse that was hanging over my life.

“Hey, Malachi, can you pass me a knife?”

“Knave?” I quickly turned to the busboy, James, who was bent over a box behind the bar.
“No, I said knife,” he said. My throat was suddenly tight, but I reached under the bar, got a knife, and handed it to him. I stood back and ran my hands through my short black curls, blowing out a slow breath as I tried to rein in my reaction to thinking I had heard the name Knave. That was the name attached to the face I did not like to think about, but no amount of alcohol and rowdy college boys taking the Challenge could truly put him from my mind. I didn’t want to see Knave’s face, didn’t want to think about the hard muscles my hands used to slide over, following the planes of his body to his waist and not stopping until I touched something that arched his back and made him whisper my name. I didn’t want to think about the nights we’d spent wrapped in each other’s arms, feeling our hearts beating against each other. But of course, since his name crossed my lips, he was all I could think about.

Falling in love with Knave was why I was cursed. And I could only blame myself. I should have known better than to take someone else’s lover to my bed. Especially if the woman crossed was a witch queen who was powerful, sadistic, and known to curse people just for sneezing out of place.
“Malachi? Excuse me, Malachi?” I blinked and brought myself out of my thoughts, turning to see that one of the other busboys, Dan, was trying to get my attention. He held a box of empty liquor bottles and needed me to move so he could pass. I shuffled out of the way, but thinking of Knave and my curse, along with all the beer and shots I’d drunk tonight, made me feel slightly unstable. Suddenly, the rowdiness in my bar wasn’t fun; it was obnoxious, and I wanted to get away from it. I headed through the door Dan had passed through, into the hallway that led to my office and the Dumpster out back. Halfway down the hallway, I heard a crash, followed by a scream. I ran through the back door, taking in several things at once that left me rooted to the spot. One, the revolting stench that went far beyond what our single Dumpster could give off. Two, Dan standing rigidly a few feet away with broken bottles scattered at his feet. And three, the thing that had caused him to drop the bottles and scream. Behind the Dumpster was a dead body.

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Authors Bio:
A.J. Locke is an author and artist, originally from Trinidad, now residing in New York City. Black Widow Witch is her second published novel, and other than writing she enjoys reading, drawing, painting, graphic design, and watching too much television.

Blog:  http://iqurae.blogspot.com/
Facebook:   https://www.facebook.com/pages/AJ-Locke/522250584507699
Twitter:   http:// twitter.com/maqueripe
Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/20643885-black-widow-witch

Other books:

Affairs of the Dead http:// www.amazon.com/Affairs-of-the-Dead-ebook/dp/B00CF0OWAW/ref=sr_1_6?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1366379644&sr=1-6&keywords=affairs+of+the+dead
Elemental Inferno http:// www.amazon.com/Elemental-Inferno-A-J-Locke-ebook/dp/B00GWO0Z26/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1385425858&sr=8-1&keywords=elemental+inferno

PRIDE WEEK GIVEAWAY & BOOKS

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Sharp Love by Ava March (June release) [Goodreads]

London, 1822

William Drake has lived among thieves, bastards and beggars all his life, doing what’s necessary to survive. As a young orphan, that included looking after his best friend, Jack Morgan. But as they grew older, Jack took the honest path, leaving Will behind to fend for himself the only ways he knows how.

When an unsavory errand for his employer brings Jack back to London’s underbelly, he needs Will’s help. It’s there, among the alleys they ran through as children, that the love he’s always felt for Will returns. As their nights together grow hotter, Will discovers something new about his old friend—Jack’s need to serve extends into the bedchamber.

Will has never fully abandoned his dream of escaping London with Jack. But what could the Duke’s driver want with a dishonest cheat like him, beyond a bit of rough sex? It takes the gamble of Will’s life to find out if he can win Jack’s heart…

The Lost Year by Libby Drew (June release) [Goodreads]

Devon McCade is no stranger to adversity. As a photojournalist, he’s seen all manner of human struggle. And as a kid, it’s what brought him to Neverwood, to his foster mother Audrey. It’s what he’s facing now, as he and his foster brothers work to restore the once-stately mansion amidst surprising signs from Audrey herself.

But when another anguished soul arrives at Neverwood, Devon can’t hide behind his camera. Nicholas Hardy is certain he saw his runaway son, Robbie, in a photo Devon took of homeless children. Devon knows all too well that a young teenager on the streets doesn’t have many options—and Robbie has been missing for a full year.

Searching for Robbie with Nicholas stirs memories and passions Devon had thought long lost, yet knowing that Nicholas will leave as soon as Robbie is found keeps him from opening himself up to something permanent. Devon must learn to fight for what he wants to keep—his love, and his home.

Maybe This Time by AM Arthur (July release) [Goodreads]

As a regular at gay hotspot Pot O Gold, Ezra Kelley avoids his tangled emotions with the simplicity of one-night stands and attachment-free hookups. Until the night bartender Donner Davis picks him up off the floor after a misunderstanding and too much tequila. Ezra can’t remember the last time someone was…nice. It’s more than he deserves.

Witnessing his lover’s death two years ago has Donner trapped in a holding pattern: living in his sister’s basement, working at the Pot and flirting with the customers. He’s not above spending a night with the gorgeous Ezra, but love is not in the cards. That’s more than he’s ready for.

A passionate night leads to a connection neither man expects, and they take the first steps to something that looks like a real relationship. But Ezra’s been running from himself so long he doesn’t know how to live any other way. And Donner can’t risk his heart just to lose everything again. They’ll both need the strength to let go of the past if they want to get it right this time.

Stranger on the Shore by Josh Lanyon (May release) [Goodreads]

Twenty years ago young Brian Arlington, heir to Arlington fortune, was kidnapped. Though the ransom was paid, the boy was never seen again and is presumed dead. Pierce Mather, the family lawyer, now administers and controls the Arlington billions. He’s none too happy, and more than a little suspicious, when investigative journalist Griffin Hadley shows up to write about the decades-old mystery. Griff shrugs off the coldly handsome Pierce’s objections, but it might not be so easy to shrug off the objections of someone willing to do anything to keep the past buried.

Author Bios
Libby Drew glimpsed her true calling when her first story, an A.A. Milne /Shakespeare crossover, won the grand prize in her elementary school’s fiction contest. Her parents explained that writers were quirky, poor, and often talked to themselves in supermarket checkout lines. They implored her to be practical, a request she took to heart for twenty years, earning two degrees, a white-collar job, and an ulcer, before realizing that practical was absolutely no fun. Today she lives with her husband and four children in an old, impractical house and writes stories about redemption, the supernatural, and love at first sight, all of which do exist. She happens to know from experience. Libby’s State of Mind received rave reviews for being fast, clever, and relentless and was nominated for a Bookie Award for Best M/M Novel of 2011. 40 Souls to Keep, Libby’s third novel, has been described as intense and heart-poundingly good and was praised by Publishers Weekly for maintaining a high level of suspense. An avid supporter of gay rights, Libby donates her time to the Trevor Project and organizations that work to support marriage equality. More information about Libby’s books can be found on her website: http://www.libbydrew.com/

Bestselling, multi-award-winning JOSH LANYON is the author of over fifty titles of mystery, adventure, fantasy and romance. Josh is the author of the critically acclaimed Adrien English Mysteries series, including The Hell You Say, winner of the 2006 USABookNews awards for GLBT Fiction. Josh is an Eppie Award winner and a three-time Lambda Literary Award finalist. When not writing Josh enjoys gardening, film noir, fine wine, vintage mysteries, and night swimming.

A.M. Arthur was born and raised in the same kind of small town that she likes to write about, a stone’s throw from both beach resorts and generational farmland. She’s been creating stories in her head since she was a child and scribbling them down nearly as long, in a losing battle to make the fictional voices stop. She credits an early fascination with male friendships (bromance hadn’t been coined yet back then) and “The Young Riders” with her later discovery of and subsequent love affair with m/m romance stories. When not exorcising the voices in her head, she toils away in a retail job that tests her patience and gives her lots of story fodder. She can also be found in her kitchen, pretending she’s an amateur chef and trying to not poison herself or others with her cuisine experiments. Contact her at am_arthur@yahoo.com with your cooking tips (or book comments). You can also find her online (http://amarthur.blogspot.com/), as well as on Twitter (http://twitter.com/am_arthur), Tumblr (http://www.tumblr.com/blog/am-arthur), and Facebook (A.m. Arthur). Other titles by A.M. Arthur are available from Samhain Publishing, Dreamspinner Press, and Musa Publishing.

Ava March is an author of sexy, emotionally intense M/M historical erotic romances. She loves writing in the Regency time period, where proper decorum is of the utmost importance, but where anything can happen behind closed doors. With over fifteen works to her credit, her books have been finalists in the Rainbow Awards and More Than Magic contest, and deemed ‘must- haves’ for Historical M/M romance by RT Book Reviews readers. Visit her website at http://www.AvaMarch.com to find out more about her books or to sign-up for her newsletter. Blog: http://www.avamarch.blogspot.com Goodreads: http://www.goodreads.com/Ava_March Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/avamarchbooks/ Twitter: http://www.twitter.com/ava_march Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/avamarch/

For Dylan by Amelia Swan

Dylan

For Dylan

By Amelia Swan

 

Blurb: A happily married woman. Her bisexual husband’s ex-lover. What won’t they do…for Dylan?

Claire is determined to fulfill her husbands every desire, even encouraging him to sleep with other men. For years he doesn’t seem interested in taking her up on the offer. And then he accidentally discovers someone from his past.

Dylan is perfectly happy with Claire, the love of his life. He doesn’t feel the need to have another partner. Until he runs into Jay, an ex he thought he’d never see again. Now he craves something more. And what he wants will change their relationship forever.

Caught unaware when Dylan asks her to join them, Claire agrees. What she discovers along the way surprises them both…

Publisher’s Note: This title contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: Anal play/intercourse, male/male sexual situations,

ménage (m/m/f).

 My Review of Dylan-

This is a really quick read, it should only take the reader a few minutes. However, it is really well written and I think it does a really great job of examining the complexities of Poly relationships, even that of the “Threesome”. As side from that, It. Is.Hot!….Seriously, it is hot.  What are you waiting for? If you’ve ever had a threesome fantasy, or think two guys is kinda hot, please do yourself a favor & read this ;).

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Amelia Swan writes contemporary, erotic, and new adult romance. She’s interested in characters that are smart, sincere, and somewhat artistically inclined. All of her heroines are girls she could totally see herself being friends with.  Reader Email: Amelia@ameliaswan.com

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The Wives by Anna Ellis

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  The Wives (#3, Husbands and Wives) by Anna Ellis Media Kit

Link back to the tour: http://fireandicebooktours.wordpress.com/2014/05/06/erotic-romance-tour-giveaway-the-wives-3-husbands-and-wives-by-anna-ellis-51914-61614/

Virtual Book Tour Dates:  5/19/14 – 6/16/14

Genres:  Erotic Romance

Series: Husbands and Wives

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Blurb:
The Wives is the third book in the Husbands and Wives series

Mature content, intended for those 18+

Happily married couple Jacey and Dominic have finally gotten used to how their new group of neighbours share everything, including each other.  They never expected to become part of a swinging community, but their new extra-curricular activities have given their marriage an unexpected jolt of excitement.  As she becomes closer to the wives, Jacey is beginning to discover just how adventurous she can be.

And then there’s Joe…

Excerpt:
       This morning, I had a threesome.
It’s only been a few weeks since Dominic moved me kicking and screaming into the suburbs and onto Honeysuckle Court and already I’ve made friends – an unheard of phenomenon for me.  And not only have I made friends – I’ve fucked their husbands, too!
And then, this morning, I was invited over to Melissa’s for a little play time, because I just seem like that type of girl.
I don’t understand how I’ve ever given the impression I might be into something like that; the threesome scene.  Sure, there was once back in university where I made out with a girl but I had been really drunk and she had been really quick with her hands.  But I must have something about me that screams ‘adventurous’ and ‘willing to experiment’ because both Melissa and Mahak picked up on it, and thought it worth an invite.
Even though I hate to admit it, given the inconsistency of my relationship with Melissa – sometimes she annoys me; sometimes I let her go down on me – I thoroughly enjoyed myself this morning.  I enjoyed it so much I found myself agreeing to participate again at a later date.  This isn’t something for Tia’s.  It’s Mahak’s opinion we keep the little arrangement to ourselves, for whatever reason.
I’m fine with keeping it quiet, but I have to tell Dominic.
I wait until later that night, when the kids are asleep and we’re in bed.  And then I tell him everything that happened with Melissa and Mahak that morning.
“So, they just called you over?  You hadn’t…planned…this?” Dominic asks skeptically. 
“No.  I had no idea.  I didn’t even think I’d…that I might want…you know…”
“That you’d want a threesome with the two of them?” he finishes for me.  “But you did.”
“I guess.”  Having sex with Mahak or Colin during one of Tia’s parties is one thing.  Everyone does it, which makes it sound like I’m some sort of kid justifying playing hooky from school with his buddies, but it’s true.  Tia has key parties.  It’s how the neighbours describe the evenings where they enjoy each other’s company.  Dom enjoys Wendy and Melissa and Paige and Tia, and I enjoy Colin and Mahak.  And Jackson, only I haven’t had a chance to fully enjoy him yet.  I engaged in a little dry humping on his couch one night when we were over there for dinner, but that was it.
I should be feeling guilty about this.  I am feeling guilty, but I should have more guilt.  I cheated on Dominic.  But when you look at it, we’re both involved in an arrangement where we are intimate with other people, so have I really cheated?  Have I just took our arrangement to another level and somehow left him out?  I should be consumed with guilt, only I’m not.  And so I feel guilty because I don’t feel as guilty as I should.
“Has anything ever happened between you and Melissa before?” he asks.  I’m amazed; Dominic doesn’t seem angry, just curious.  And slightly amused.
“No!  Never!  But she asked Tia about me, remember?  And Mahak…”  Now that I have opened up the can of true confessions, I better finish it off.  “The other morning…I was out walking Frodo and I saw him leaving for work…”
“Mahak?  And?” Dom prompted.
“And we kind of fooled around in his car,” I say in a rush.

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About the Author:
I’m a writer who noticed the sex scenes she was writing were getting a little steamier so I thought I’d give this erotica stuff a try.  But where to start?  My husband and I enjoy spending time with our neighbours over beer and wine on Friday nights and I got to thinking…what if we moved the party into the bedroom…?

I came up with a book about swinging, Making Friends.  Because I had so much fun letting the voices in my head loose on paper, I wanted Jacey to have more adventures.  I decided to continue the story about the folks on Honeysuckle Court and the Husband and Wives series was born.  The Wives is the third book and I hope you check out the first two books to see how it all began. 

When I’m not writing, I like playing the drums and other activities that get your blood pumping, like snowboarding and biking.  I also like movies with sexy super heroes and watching Survivor. Can you imagine erotica based on that reality show? Or maybe someone already has!
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Keeping the love alive
Thanks for having me on your blog and I hope you enjoyed The Wives!!
My Husband and Wives series is about swinging, a lifestyle choice that is a lot more common than I first thought.  I took the idea of the 70s key party as the basis for my books ; where a group of neighbours get together and the host of the party – in my books, it’s my queen of kink, Tia – draws out a set of keys to find out who each guest gets to enjoy for the evening.   I’ve always been intrigued by the idea but have to admit, I thought it might be a bit far-fetched for today’s world.  After all, we have a group of close neighbours we like to get together with, but I expect the majority of them would not be up for a swapping!
You never know, though.  Might be worth a conversation.
But then…then I realized how naïve I was!  I started doing some reading and research for the books and what do you know?  There are lots of people out there who subscribe to the swinging lifestyle.  There are swinger clubs and parties and a thriving on-line community.  This isn’t just a fantasy for some people – it’s their reality and I for one, say good for you!
In my book, Jacey and Dominic believe their marriage is exciting enough, but both are curious enough about the lifestyle to give it a try.  What would be the harm of bringing something new into the marriage, as long as both are consenting adults and understand the rules and ramifications? 
Marriages are ever-changing and bringing in new and exciting elements can be important to keeping the spark alive.   Too many couples let things run dormant until it’s too late.  I think it’s important to have fantasies and to share them with each other.  I’m not proposing everyone should start up a swinging party with their friends and neighbours, but I hope everyone has the courage to have an open dialogue and an open mind with your partner. How do they know what you want unless you tell them?   It doesn’t have to be a big change or anything scary you bring into the bedroom.  It could be as simple as reading a copy of The Wives aloud to each other at night!
Happy Reading!  xo
Anna

Review of Burn for Me by Lauren Blakely

BURN FOR ME
by:  Lauren Blakely

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Book Synopsis: She’s the one fire he can’t put out…
Jamie Lansing has had it bad for firefighter Smith Grayson for as long as they’ve been friends. Yes, he’s ridiculously charming and she might stare a little too long at his abs, but his dirty-talking, rough-around-the-edges ways aren’t for her. Plus, she knows that as a serial dater, Smith isn’t the type to settle down. But then a terrible, fantastic, mind-blowing mistake leaves her body craving more than one night.
Smith Grayson has only ever had eyes for one woman in town—his best friend Jamie. But convincing her a relationship between them will work is next to impossible with her refusing to see beyond his past. But when she asks for a week of no-strings-attached sex to get him out of her system, Smith knows this is his one chance to prove he’s not just the man she needs in her bed, but the man she needs in her life.
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My Review: This book was a quick read, in fact I couldn’t put it down. Not only does it have a great storyline, but it has smoking hot scenes with a firefighter. Believe me, if you enjoy a story about friends who aren’t sure if they want to change the nature of they’re relationship, but can’t give up the chance to have their secret desires met, if only for one night….this is the book for you. Be forewarned, you may need a large glass of iced tea when you read this, to help cool you down.
Author Bio:
Lauren Blakely writes sexy contemporary romance novels with heat, heart, and humor, and her books have appeared on the New York Times, USA Today, Amazon, Barnes and Noble, and iBooks bestseller lists. Like the heroine in her novel, FAR TOO TEMPTING, she thinks life should be filled with family, laughter, and the kind of love that love songs promise. Lauren lives in California with her husband, children, and dogs. She loves hearing from readers! Her novels include Caught Up In Us, Pretending He’s Mine, Playing With Her Heart, Trophy Husband, Far Too Tempting, The Thrill of It, and Every Second With You, Night After Night and After This Night. She also writes for young adults under the name Daisy Whitney.
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Disabled Not Dead…Did I Mention I’m Kinky

Disabled Not Dead…Did I Mention I’m Kinky

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Ugh….part of Multiple Sclerosis that is par for the course, is to sometimes have an electrical pulsing like sensation. When your clitoris is the body part that’s buzzing & pulsing it’s torture, it can cause my body to feel like it’s on the edge of an orgasm until it decides it’s had enough.
Do Y/you have any unwanted symptoms, or questions about adaptations, but have been afraid to ask? Look no further, I understand what you’re going through…

Hi A/all,
My name is Kami (I have Multiple Sclerosis) and I run a blog that deals with Disability, Sexuality & Kink. I am trying to provide a space to access information on resources, adaptations that can be made (to toys, with positions, and even to maintain Y/your role in a D/s relationships), and reviews of Erotica & toys. I also want to provide a question & answer section, so that those with & without disabilities will be able to navigate the adaptations that are required to make this type of relationship work.
I NEED Y/YOUR HELP:

*PLEASE, share any questions about Disability, Sexuality & Kink that Y/you might have, this goes for questions about both the physical & emotional sides of these things. Please email me your questions. When writing & answering Y/your questions, I will use a made up name & location.   My email is: blhippiechickreviews@gmail.com

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