Friday, February 16, 2018

TEMPTING THE DOMME BY-GOLDEN ANGEL

Tempting the Domme by Golden Angel is AVAILABLE NOW!
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Come and meet the Domme of Stronghold...
It takes a strong man to win the heart of an even stronger woman.
Luke Evans is a confident, commanding man who happens to really like a bossy woman in the
bedroom, so it's no surprise when he's immediately drawn to Stronghold's bossiest Domme,
Olivia Williams. Unfortunately for him, while he's just Olivia's type in a lot of ways, she's not happy
that he's in a position of professional power over her, a decision she was not privy to when it was
made. She's determined not to mix business with pleasure, no matter how appealing putting Luke
Evans on his knees in front of her would be. But Luke's just as much a go-getter as Olivia and he's
perfectly happy to join the class of new submissives in order to show her just how far he's willing to go.
When it becomes clear Olivia has attracted the attention of someone else - and not in a good way - the
tension among the entire Stronghold group goes through the roof and Luke can't help but feel
protective no matter how Olivia resists him.
With two strong personalities both used to winning, who will come out on top in the end?
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EXCERPT:
Seeing the desire flaring in his eyes as she stripped down, taking her time to shuck off
her shirt and pants, then her matching lace bra and panties, was more than a little
satisfying. His cock bobbed as his lower muscles clenched in response, a visceral
reaction she luxuriated in.
"Lower your arms to your sides," she ordered. As soon as he did so, she planted one
foot on either side of his head, enjoying the way his expression lit up, his eyes most
definitely not fixed on her face. From his position, he'd mostly be able to see her pink
pussy, fringed with neatly trimmed dark red curls and the triangle of hair she preferred
on her mound.
Olivia knelt down, one knee on either side of his head, her pussy hovering inches above
his lips. She could feel his hot breath panting on her sensitive folds, his blue eyes
almost incredulous and wild with excitement.
"Okay, cupcake," she said, smiling down at him. Her hands gripped his hair firmly, pulling his head up
to meet her lowering cunt. "Show me what you can do."
She didn't object when his hands came up, arms curling under her legs and then over to
hold her thighs. The hold gave him a little more leverage to reach her—and she liked
the way he felt, clinging to her legs to please her. She sighed with blissful enjoyment as
she felt his tongue sliding through her folds, tasting her... learning her... flicking against
her swollen clit so that she pressed down more firmly against him.
From the way he'd been looking at her, Olivia doubted he'd ever had a woman riding his face quite like
this... His own cock unsatisfied and straining while the cold remnants of an ice cube trickled from his
clenched ass, a rubber band wrapped around the base of his balls to keep them sensitive. All of which
she ignored entirely, making him wait for his orgasm while he tongued her to hers.
"Oh yes..." she moaned, arching her back, her breasts thrusting out as his mouth worked.
He definitely did know what he was doing, already adjusting to the subservient position she had him
in—and when she moaned her appreciation, his efforts redoubled, his hands tightening down on her
thighs, helping her to hold in place over his lips. Luke was a pleaser, and the more she wriggled and
verbally encouraged him, the more excited he became. He licked and sucked, alternating between the
two, paying attention to her sensitive lips and clit, finding all the ways she best liked to be orally
pleasured.
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About Golden Angel
Angel is a self-described bibliophile with a "kinky" bent who loves to write stories for the characters in
her head. If she didn't get them out, she's pretty sure she'd go just a little crazy.
She is happily married, old enough to know better but still too young to care, and a big fan of happily-
ever-afters, strong heroes and heroines, and sizzling chemistry.
She believes the world is a better place when there's a little magic in it.
Find Angel Online!

MORE THAN LOVE YOU(MORE THAN WORDS SERIES) BY- SHAYLA BLACK




I’m Noah Weston. For a decade, I’ve quarterbacked America’s most iconic football team and plowed my way through women. Now I’m transitioning from star player to retired jock—with a cloud of allegation hanging over my head. So I’m escaping to the private ocean-front paradise I bought for peace and quiet. What I get instead is stubborn, snarky, wild, lights-my-blood-on-fire Harlow Reed. Since she just left a relationship in a hugely viral way, she should be the last woman I’m seen with.

On second thought, we can help each other…

I need a steady, supportive “girlfriend” for the court of public opinion, not entanglements. Harlow is merely looking for nonstop sweaty sex and screaming orgasms that wring pleasure from her oh-so-luscious body. Three months—that’s how long it should take for us both to scratch this itch and leave our respective scandals behind. But the more I know this woman, the less I can picture my life without her. And when I’m forced to choose, I’ll realize I don’t merely want her in my bed or need her for a ruse. I more than love her enough to do whatever it takes to make her mine for good.












































"Hi, Sleeping Beauty."She grins my way.
"Sorry about that. I can’t remember the last time I just fell off.”
“You obviously needed it. Feel better?”
“Tons. Thanks. How about you?”
“Great. I love drinking alone.” Her smirk says she’s poking harmlessly at me again. “But you gave me time to finish the dishes, do some laundry, read War and Peace…”
“Stop,” I groan. “Three hours is a long nap. I admit it. You going to ease up now?”
“When teasing you is so fun?” She raises a brow. “What do you think are the odds?”
Shitty. “How can I make it up to you? If you want to hop out of the pool and come to my bedroom, I’ll do my best to put a big smile on your face.”
“I’m intrigued,” she admits. “But in between chapters of the sad Russian saga, I Googled you. You’re, um…a big deal.”
I feel heat rush to my face. I’m used to people talking about me, but I’ve never been completely comfortable with it. “I’m told I was. But like I said, I’m retired now.”
“Hall of Famer, for sure.”
“So my agent assures me.” I shrug. “I’m trying not to linger in the past. I still have a lot of life to live.”
She splashes around a little more. “I don’t know. You’re practically ancient compared to me.”
Is this woman going to rib me about everything? Probably. And I still think it’s oddly adorable. It’s way more entertaining than the bowing, scraping, and yes-sirring I’ve been hearing for years. “How much older?”
“Almost nine years. When you were graduating from high school, I was starting junior high. These days, do you need vitamins before sex or a little blue pill?”
Now she’s laughing, and I find myself smiling in return. “Fuck you.”
“That is the idea…”
“Come here, baby.”
Her eyes sparkle under the moonlight, and it’s all I can do not to jump in after her, clothes and all. I want my hands on her now.
“Why don’t you drop trou and come in after me?”
“You’re all wet.”
She purses her lips together, and I know she’ll make one hell of a sexy bad girl. “Don’t you want me that way?”
The way I feel now? Every day, all day. “Just your pussy. That should be juicy and swollen and ready for my cock. The rest of you shouldn’t be wet unless I’m making you sweat in pleasure.”
“You sweet talker, you…”.




More Than Want You, Book 1



More Than Need You (More Than Words, Book 2)


 

Shayla Black is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than fifty novels. For nearly twenty years, she’s written contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and historical romances via traditional, independent, foreign, and audio publishers. Her books have sold millions of copies and been published in a dozen languages.

Raised an only child, Shayla occupied herself with lots of daydreaming, much to the chagrin of her teachers. In college, she found her love for reading and realized that she could have a career publishing the stories spinning in her imagination. Though she graduated with a degree in Marketing/Advertising and embarked on a stint in corporate America to pay the bills, her heart has always been with her characters. She’s thrilled that she’s been living her dream as a full-time author for the past eight years.

Shayla currently lives in North Texas with her wonderfully supportive husband, her teenage daughter, and two spoiled tabbies. In her “free” time, she enjoys reality TV, reading, and listening to an eclectic blend of music.




Wednesday, February 14, 2018

BILLIONAIRE BAD BOYS

Billionaire Bad Boys
Wealthy, rule-breaking alpha males…

From NY Times and USA Today bestselling authors
Calinda B, S.E. Babin, and LaVerne Thompson
Featuring Amazon Bestselling authors
Sharon Coady, Jude Ouvrard, Phoenix Daniels, and Reana Malori

Available for limited time:

This sizzling collection of SIX stories of billionaire bad boys from USA Today and Amazon Bestselling
and Award-Winning Authors, will heat up those long winter nights. These intense contemporary,
new adult, paranormal and romantic suspense tales are a must read.


These hot alpha men make their own rules in and out of the bedroom. So ready or not here
they come.


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TEMPTING THE DOMME BY- GOLDEN ANGEL

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Come and meet the Domme of Stronghold...

It takes a strong man to win the heart of an even stronger woman.

Luke Evans is a confident, commanding man who happens to really like a bossy woman in the
bedroom, so it's no surprise when he's immediately drawn to Stronghold's bossiest Domme, Olivia
Williams. Unfortunately for him, while he's just Olivia's type in a lot of ways, she's not happy that he's
in a position of professional power over her, a decision she was not privy to when it was made. She's
determined not to mix business with pleasure, no matter how appealing putting Luke Evans on his
knees in front of her would be. But Luke's just as much a go-getter as Olivia and he's perfectly happy
to join the class of new submissives in order to show her just how far he's willing to go.

When it becomes clear Olivia has attracted the attention of someone else - and not in a good way -
the tension among the entire Stronghold group goes through the roof and Luke can't help but feel
protective no matter how Olivia resists him.

With two strong personalities both used to winning, who will come out on top in the end?

Tempting-the-Domme-v1.2

About The Author
Angel is a self-described bibliophile with a "kinky" bent who loves to write stories for the characters
in her head. If she didn't get them out, she's pretty sure she'd go just a little crazy.

She is happily married, old enough to know better but still too young to care, and a big fan of happily-
ever-afters, strong heroes and heroines, and sizzling chemistry.

She believes the world is a better place when there's a little magic in it.


Find Angel Online!
Goodreads → http://bit.ly/2rt4rdL
Facebook → http://bit.ly/2Ds7c0e

Tuesday, February 13, 2018

MORE THAN LOVE YOU BY- SHAYLA BLACK




I’m Noah Weston. For a decade, I’ve quarterbacked America’s most iconic football team and plowed my way through women. Now I’m transitioning from star player to retired jock—with a cloud of allegation hanging over my head. So I’m escaping to the private ocean-front paradise I bought for peace and quiet. What I get instead is stubborn, snarky, wild, lights-my-blood-on-fire Harlow Reed. Since she just left a relationship in a hugely viral way, she should be the last woman I’m seen with.

On second thought, we can help each other…

I need a steady, supportive “girlfriend” for the court of public opinion, not entanglements. Harlow is merely looking for nonstop sweaty sex and screaming orgasms that wring pleasure from her oh-so-luscious body. Three months—that’s how long it should take for us both to scratch this itch and leave our respective scandals behind. But the more I know this woman, the less I can picture my life without her. And when I’m forced to choose, I’ll realize I don’t merely want her in my bed or need her for a ruse. I more than love her enough to do whatever it takes to make her mine for good.




More Than Want You, Book 1



More Than Need You (More Than Words, Book 2)


 

Shayla Black is the New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of more than fifty novels. For nearly twenty years, she’s written contemporary, erotic, paranormal, and historical romances via traditional, independent, foreign, and audio publishers. Her books have sold millions of copies and been published in a dozen languages.

Raised an only child, Shayla occupied herself with lots of daydreaming, much to the chagrin of her teachers. In college, she found her love for reading and realized that she could have a career publishing the stories spinning in her imagination. Though she graduated with a degree in Marketing/Advertising and embarked on a stint in corporate America to pay the bills, her heart has always been with her characters. She’s thrilled that she’s been living her dream as a full-time author for the past eight years.

Shayla currently lives in North Texas with her wonderfully supportive husband, her teenage daughter, and two spoiled tabbies. In her “free” time, she enjoys reality TV, reading, and listening to an eclectic blend of music.




LUSTFUL LONGINGS BY- MAGGIE ADAMS


The Widow finds exactly what she desires in her lover and is determined to keep him at all costs.
Out Feb 13th – Lustful Longings by Maggie Adams
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Title: Lustful Longings
Author: Maggie Adams
Series: Lustful Trilogy #3
Genre: Women’s Erotica
Release Date: February 13. 2018
Length: 76 Pages

Blurb:
I have found my dream lover and, appropriately, his name is Morpheus. He has shown me how to be truly free in my sexuality; to trust another human being with my deepest desires; and to love without reservation or fear. We have a true power exchange when we play – no, we do not play, we live! Our lives and our sexual lifestyle have evolved so that one constantly compliments the other. I can’t imagine a happier, more fulfilling life.
Then, my world tilts on its axis.
Reality returns with a vengeance. My lover becomes ill and I find myself fighting for my former, happy life. Morpheus is ambivalent to his fate. He is more concerned with my future happiness without him. His abhorrence to leave me “a Widow” again, alone and afraid, leads him to formulate a plan to send me into the arms of another man. But his desperate longings to see me in passion’s embrace make him take the role of a cuckold. He has picked the man to help me if he should not survive, but it’s a double-edged sword as he forces himself to watch me falling deeper into the arms of the man he has chosen to replace him in all ways.
My guilt and longing for this man sends me to seek the help of an old friend. While I am welcomed with open arms, the lovely Bianca has plans of her own. In the end, it is up to Morpheus to either release me into the arms of new lovers, or allow me to ease his Lustful Longings in a new way.

Find out more at: Goodreads | Amazon

Excerpt One:
I lounge upon the chaise, sipping sparkling champagne as the New Year begins. My lover is poised on the tufted velvet arm, his fingers gliding along the exposed skin of my collarbone. The mirrored walls reflect the beauty of our surroundings and the people within. The chandeliers twinkle brightly near the mahogany ceiling, the gilt and glamour of the 1920’s permeates this particular party, and yet, the myriad collection of apparatuses for bondage, pain, and pleasure take up most of the room. A surrealistic interpretation of the predilections (or perhaps peculiarities is a better word), of the Master of House.
And here we sit in the middle of it all, my lover and me. He is adorned in the requisite tuxedo, it is a formal affair after all, with the only nod to the true nature of this gathering, a slim crop in his hand. He told me he really should have a walking stick to complete the outfit, but I wasn’t quite ready for that type of fun yet.
While he was the epitome of formal elegance, I, on the other hand, was resplendent in a red satin Merrywidow with black lace overlay and pretty red bows fastening the finest silk stockings that encased my legs. Black opera gloves covered my hands and arms, pearl bracelets and ruby rings adding charm.  The large ruby and gold earrings that swayed when I turned my head and the diamond clip that held back my hair were the real thing.
My Master was a generous man and wanted everyone to know it, so for me it was jewelry; for others, it was a simple offer to one and all to sample the delight he was privileged to call his own. So, I sat with him, the corset pushing up my breasts until my nipples tipped the edge of lace and allowed strangers to rub or pinch “the raspberry perfections” that my Master tasted every night. I didn’t mind. There was something quite exciting about another man or woman touching me while my Master looked on. It stirred the recklessness within me and made our love play more explosive.
I smiled to myself and took a sip of the champagne. If the folks back home could see me now. They would raise scandalous eyebrows to the ceiling, send prayers for my sinful ways in the Sunday sermon, and whisper of the “Merry Widow” at the local Moose club.  All would be filled with righteous indignation that someone like me had ever graced their idyllic community.  
I parted my legs on the chaise as my Master requested, the warm air hitting my nakedness. The scent of my arousal permeated the air while a woman tentatively touched my slick labia. Yes, the old town would be in an outrage at my debauchery.  Especially if I ever published my dear diary.  More specifically, if I didn’t change the names to protect the not-so-innocent of their town within the pages of my sexual journal. That’s right; although many wore masks to the dungeon parties, I knew who each member or guest was. After all, my Master owned the most exclusive club in town.
I sighed as a wave of pleasure coursed through me while the young woman licked her fingers. I raised my glass as her companion shouted, “To the Widow and her Morpheus! You make all our dreams come true!”

Excerpt Two:
My hand caresses your neck, my lovely widow, drawing you in for a kiss, and I suck your lower lip between my lips possessively and suggestively, kissing you lightly, then with more passion.

Your kisses inflame me! My heart is pounding. I feel your lips so firm and unyielding and I melt. Yes! This! This is what I need so desperately. To be cherished, adored, caressed…Your hand slides down the small of my back, lingers on my bottom, then pulls me toward you, sliding me onto your lap, where your arousal for me is evident... I suck your tongue into my mouth in appreciation for the tender caress and feel my head swirl in amorous intoxication.
Mmm, kisses, the brush of your fingertips along my throat, the taste of your skin on my tongue....
Do you feel the surge of arousal pumping through my veins as we begin to touch?
Yes! I feel your need and I wiggle a bit to fuel the fire, knowing the dampness between my legs is caused by you, how you kiss me, touch me, desire me....it adds to my need for you.

Ahh, my breath hitches, my stomach clenches as your fingertips glide, igniting the fire along my skin.

Our lips meet again, and we are transported to the place where desires are like wishes granted; fulfilled at the touch of lips, the subtle shifting of bodies, the tender gazes of lovers entwined. I am impatient for more, and yet I don't want this moment to end.... Kiss me again and again! For there is only the moment and the two of us. You are everything to me, Morpheus.

I waited for his next text. It never came. After a few moments, I sashayed into the living room, naked, of course, because that was the way he liked to see me at home. I saw him sitting in the chair, looking out over the ocean.
“Sweetheart?” I approached with a laugh. “I want more than texts and kisses, you know. We can’t role play, if you don’t ‘play’”.
It was then that he turned his head, his mouth curled down and drooping. The vacant look in his eyes was chilling.
“Mama?”
With horror, I grabbed the phone from his limp hand and dialed 911.


About Maggie Adams:
Maggie Adams is an Amazon Best Selling contemporary romance author. Her first book in the Tempered Steel Series, Whistlin’ Dixie, debuted in Amazon’s Top 100 for Women’s Fiction, humor, on November, 2014. Since then, she has consistently made the Amazon best seller 5-star list with Leather and Lace, Something’s Gotta Give, and Love, Marriage & Mayhem. She is also the recipient of the Dayreader Review’s Best New Series Award for 2015. Her series has launched the tiny town of Grafton, Illinois, into International recognition with sales in Mexico, Ireland, Scotland, Australia and the UK.

Back home, she resides in the Midwest, with her high school sweetheart, Ned, and their children, Katie (Kyle) and Ross (Valerie) and first granddaughter, Lorelei, otherwise known as “The Boss”


You can connect with her online at: Website | Facebook | Twitter | Amazon | Goodreads | Instagram | Pinterest | BookBub

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