It’s gonna be a long, HOT summer!
A TASTE OF SUBMISSION comes out Tuesday, June 11!
And it’s FREE!
12 of the hottest romance authors around are giving you the first book in their BDSM series. It’s a ‘thank you’ to all our loyal readers, and an introduction to readers we haven’t met yet.
I’m joined by C.P, Mandara, Felicity Brandon, Golden Angel, Kallypso Masters, Lilah E. Noir, Linzi Basset, Nia Farrell, Normandie Alleman, Ree L. Diehl, Renee Rose, and Skye Callahan.
My contribution to this collaboration is LUKE & BELLA, Book 1 of my Dream Dominant Collection. When television journalist Bella Grant lands the job of a lifetime, she’s paired with veteran news photographer Luke McGillicutty to create a new television travel show. Traveling to romantic cities, finding adventure at every turn, it’s no wonder they fall in love. But Luke hasn’t been completely honest with Bella. If he tells her now, he could lose her forever. Can he risk everything on the chance they could have it all?
Here’s a little sample…
They explored their way through the Amsterdam evening, shooting video here and there, stopping now and then to check footage or to look into a shop window. As Bella stood peering at the display in the window of an antique shop, Luke watched her, amazed once again at her simple beauty. He slipped an arm around her waist, pulling her to him. She looked up at him, smiling and stood on her tiptoes to plant a light kiss on his lips.
“Amsterdam is lovely, m’lady,” he said. “But I’m looking at you and thinking about being back at the hotel.”
She blushed slightly. “What are you thinking about the hotel, Cowboy?” she asked.
“I’m not sure whether or not you noticed,” he said kissing the corner of her mouth, “but there’s a big old tub in the bathroom.”
“Is there?” she asked innocently. “Are you feeling dirty?”
He grinned wickedly. “I’m feeling all kinds of dirty, m’lady.” She giggled softly. “God, I love that!” he growled.
“What?” she asked, genuinely confused.
“I love when you laugh,” he replied.
Bella rolled her eyes, laughing self-consciously.
They made their way back to The Toren, holding hands and talking quietly about nothing in particular. Once back in the suite, Luke smiled and said, “Someone thoughtfully sent a bottle of Scotch.”
Bella bowed theatrically. “That was thoughtful, wasn’t it?” she laughed.
“Would m’lady care for some wine?” he asked, grinning.
“I’d love some wine,” she answered. “How about you call for some and I’ll get the bath started?”
“I knew we made a great team,” he laughed. “Division of labor.”
Bella retreated to the bedroom as he picked up the phone. She started the bath water, tossing in some of the lavender bath beads, then returned to the bedroom to retrieve candles from her trunk and she placed them around the bathroom, lighting them. Finally, she stripped down and donned her pink satin robe.
When she returned to the sitting room, the steward who brought the wine was just leaving. Luke turned and saw her, letting out a long low breath. “Wow,” he said. He poured a glass of wine for her and one of Scotch for himself. “To a beautiful lady,” he toasted.
She crossed the room and put her arms around his neck. He put down the glasses and pulled her to him, kissing her lips, cupping her breast through the silky fabric.
“Hey, Cowboy,” she breathed into his kiss.
He reached down and untied the sash of her robe, allowing it to hang open, just revealing the inside curve of her breasts, her smooth belly, the V shape of her sex with its light swath of red hair. “Damn, girl, you take my breath away,” he whispered.
She shrugged her shoulders and the robe fell to the floor. “Come on, Cowboy,” she whispered back, turning to walk back to the bedroom.
He carried their drinks as he followed her into the bedroom, appreciating the view of her from behind. She turned and, pulling him to her by the front of his shirt, and kissed him deeply. Then she unbuttoned his shirt and helped him off with it. She stepped back to watch him undo his pants and step out of them. Taking his hand again she led him into the bathroom.
He held on to her as she stepped into the bath and then followed, sitting behind her, leaning against the back of the tub. She sat between his legs and eased back against him, sipping her wine, letting out a long sigh. This was exactly where she wanted to be. She rested her head back on his shoulder.
Luke drank in the feeling of her wrapped in himself, the sensuality of the moment; the warm water, the candlelight, the scent of the bath blending with her fading perfume, her soft skin, the contented smile on her face, the glow of her hair, her breasts, her nipples begging to be kissed.
He kissed her neck, just below the ear and slowly moved his hands down her body, stopping to fondle her breasts, to tug gently on her nipples causing them to harden and stretch. He gently parted her legs, finding her soft sex and softly he caressed her there.
She responded with a low, deep moan, pressing herself against his hand, begging for more pressure. He continued stroking her before sliding in first one finger then two, beginning a slow deliberate circle inside her. Feeling her release building, Bella gasped and moaned again. “Let go, babe. Lose yourself,” he hissed. “Come in my hand.” Orgasm thundered through her body starting in that small secret place and radiating from there as she cried out in release.
She took a moment to catch her breath, and then turned in the tub to face him. She moved onto his lap facing him, wrapping her legs around his waist, and reached down to stroke his erection, kissing him roughly as she did. She felt his gasp in her kiss and she moved closer, raising herself higher before sliding down to sheath him.
He began to move his hips and she matched the rhythm of his movements, clenching him with herself as she moved up and down. A low growl escaped from deep in his chest and he gripped her, holding her firmly in place, burying himself deep inside her. She began to moan as once again she neared climax, crying out as her body shattered with pleasure. He finished with a loud cry, “Unh, God, baby…” Afterward, he held her tightly, gently stroking her back, kissing her forehead.
Later, after they’d toweled off and slipped into bed, Luke watched as she fell asleep in his arms. He thought about the first time he saw her, red curls all sunlit, and he smiled as he remembered her nervous introduction. “I’m Bella. Isabella. Just Bella,” she’d stammered.
“I love you, Bella, Isabella,” he whispered. In her sleep, Bella smiled. He watched her until dreams overtook him.LUKE & BELLA by Pandora Spocks
A TASTE OF SUBMISSION will be available FREE at your favorite online bookseller. I’ll post here as soon as I have the links.
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I’m so excited to tell you about this great new anthology that just went live! A talented group of authors has gotten together to support suicide awareness and prevention, and you can be a part of of it. All proceeds from the sale of LETTING HOPE ENTER will go toward helping people who feel they’ve lost all hope.
Here’s what it’s all about…
Suicide, why is it so difficult to talk about, write about or even handle in a private forum?
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Every 40 seconds someone commits suicide.
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Letting Hope Enter is a collection of stories about the tragedy, pain and even despair of suicide. Also, it is an attempt to bring hope and awareness to this illness without the need to hide or consider it some dirty little secret.
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WARRIOR MINE is the 4th novel in the Dream Dominant Collection. Although it’s completely stand-alone, it’s a spin-off from LOST & BOUND.
She is the perfect combination of princess and warrior.
Scott Nielsen and Jackie Walker.
Their attraction is instant from the moment they meet.
But he’s Dominant. And no way is she submissive.
Is it a missed connection? Or a divine appointment?
This is the final sneak peek before Release Day. I figured you’d like a HOT teaser this time. 😉
Throughout the morning’s activities and on the ride back to the lodge, Jackie and Scott exchanged heated glances. She found herself wishing the day away, longing for the night to come. If he didn’t come to her, she would definitely go to him. She needed him in the worst way.
Unless he really is angry with me, Jackie fretted.
She needn’t have worried. Much later that night, after putting Grant and Emma to bed, Jackie retreated to her own room, taking her time as she showered, washing her hair and shaving various pertinent areas. After blowing her hair dry, she brushed on a touch of black mascara and added sheer lip gloss. She eyed herself in the mirror as she slid a new nightie over her head, a silky seafoam slip gown with a sheer lace bodice.
Ready to tiptoe down the hallway to Scott’s room, Jackie opened the bathroom door and was surprised to find him standing there, bare-chested with his arms crossed.
“You’ve kept me waiting, Princess.” He arched an eyebrow severely, but the heat in his eyes belied his strict demeanor.
She raised her chin defiantly. “Well, I didn’t actually know—”
“Knees. Now.” He pointed sharply to the floor beside his feet, his voice low but intense.
She was tempted to come back with a smart retort but thought better of it. Instead, with a saucy glance his way, she lowered herself to her knees, resting her hands, palms up, on her thighs, the way he’d shown her in the cabin. She tried to still herself despite the adrenalin that thrummed through her veins. As independent as she was, there was something incredibly hot about Scott taking charge.
Her eyes were closed, but she felt him step closer, sliding a bare foot between her thighs. When he wiggled his toes, they touched her pussy, and she gasped lightly.
“You have had a day, haven’t you, Princess?” he asked, tenderly stroking her hair. “You started off by charging after a bear who could have killed you with one swipe of a paw.”
Jackie snorted. “That’s a little dramatic. I hardly think—”
“Silence.” Though his voice was soft, his tone was sharp. “You will speak only when you have the King’s permission.”
Briefly, she scowled up at him then closed her eyes again, sighing deeply.
“You challenged me when I confronted you, and you used profanity. All of that before breakfast.” He placed a finger beneath her chin and tilted her face toward his. “Look at me, Princess.”
Jackie complied, attempting to fix him with a defiant stare, but failing when she saw the fire in his eyes. Instead, she just blinked up at him, feeling the heat between her thighs as he wiggled his toes again.
“That sassy mouth of yours. I think we need to give it a job.” He lowered his zipper, releasing his solid, erect cock. “Open.”
Unconsciously, she licked her lips and her stomach performed a half-gainer as she saw the precum pooled at his bulbous tip. With a glance up at him, she opened her mouth and took him in, moaning with pleasure as she lapped up his essence.
Scott exhaled deeply, resting a hand on her head. Then he cleared his throat. “Your infractions have piled up. But I’m not going to spank you now. That will come later, when we have more privacy. Because we’re—”
He stopped, gasping as she increased her suction and fisted the length of him that didn’t fit into her mouth. Jackie smiled to herself, as much as she could with her mouth filled with cock, pleased that she could exert a little control over the King.
“Fuck me,” he breathed. “We’re going to need privacy because I’m going to wear your ass out. Right now, however, I’m going to fuck your face. After which, I’ll be fucking your cunt.”
He gripped the sides of her head and shoved himself deep, choking Jackie. She coughed and sputtered.
Scott watched her carefully. “Safeword if you need to.”
Determinedly, she shook her head and continued sucking with gusto as he pushed in and out. She felt his cock grow unimaginably hard.
“Shit, Jackie, I’m coming,” he hissed. “Take it all, Princess. Don’t waste a drop.”
He shoved into her a final time and his hot cum jetted into the back of her throat. Jackie swallowed as quickly as she could, eager to prove to him that she could, choking only once. When he started to remove himself, she closed her lips around him, sucking off any remaining ejaculate and earning a deep groan.
Scott ruffled her hair as he sat heavily on the side of her bed. “That was very good, Princess.” He gave her a quizzical look. “And that was the first time you’ve ever swallowed?”
She nodded smugly, and he smiled. “You get a little more practice, and I’m a dead man,” he laughed.
WARRIOR MINE is available for pre-order
at your favorite online bookseller.
If you’re like me, you love discovering new books you haven’t read by authors who are new to you. I recently met sci-fi thriller author Greg Ramsay. His latest book, DAVIGNE, came out in early December.
Here’s what it’s all about.
A young lady plagued by a lack of social skills and worse is madly in love with a girl who doesn’t notice her. This isn’t a typical tale of unrequited love. No, in this story blood will flow. There are times when some must ask themselves if they’d kill for love. Ms. Davigne will discover her answer is yes. She’ll kill for her love many times over, but will she be accepted when fate leaves everyone at a crossroads in a corrupt New York city? Or will she be relegated to the shadows with only her madness to give her someone to talk to? This short story of LGBT erotic love has something for everyone: a cerebral yet artistic future serial killer, graphic violence, mature themes, sexuality, and subtle deconstructions of mental illness. In time one is either crazy or left for dead in this insane human-centric world. Who will survive?
Sounds great, right?
You can get DAVIGNE at this LINK. It’s just 99¢, and it’s FREE with Kindle Unlimited.
About the Author:
Now a little about author Greg Ramsay. He lives in Cavan, ON with his family, a cat that thinks he owns the universe, and two overly-yappy little dogs that serve as the cat’s punching bags, unfortunately for them.
He enjoys writing Science Fiction, Horror, Thrillers, Mystery, and gripping violent action-filled stories that will blow your mind!
You can connect with Greg Ramsay on social media.
Check out Greg Ramsay’s other books.
Living is hard enough, but when you’re trapped in a Holdfast – a 2090 era bomb shelter – after a nuclear war, you can’t expect much. The thing is… it isn’t the devastation you have to fear, but a far worse threat: Survivors.
When societies collapse there’s no more need for restraint. So, you, dear reader, can expect many horrendous scenes. Including rape, familial abuse, torture, slavery and a remnant of old humanity: irony. Though what you imagine now may not reflect reality, despite human arrogance, we won’t be the only survivors…
Those averse to graphic content: brave this story and you’ll be rewarded with an intriguing, unfortunately possible, and truly horrid future. This book contains in uncensored detail the fate of a cursed boy from his youth onward in the post-apocalyptic hell that so many prophesized. Will the tortures of his inescapable reality break him?
This two-book collection follows a journey filled with gripping action, intense violence, surprising twists, mind-bending reveals, and a main character with amazing strength.
She wakes up only knowing her name, Lia. As she travels through the wasteland of a distant future she quickly learns a brutal truth: Survival will come at a heavy cost. Lia is met at every turn by unparalleled nightmarish horrors that threaten to break her physically and psychologically. Determined to maintain control, Lia keeps herself focused on finding answers to so much more than who she is. To make matters worse the apocalyptic world around her only amplifies her suffering, resulting in situations that will begin to challenge her very humanity. The consequences of her unique circumstances are merely a part of the merciless obstacles in her path… Will Lia survive to face the future or will she succumb to defeat before recovering her forgotten past? http://getbook.at/LHOU2
Greg Ramsay’s books are all available FREE with Kindle Unlimited.
You still have two more days to get your hands on FOR SPARROW for the pre-order special of 99¢! Have you seen the book trailer yet?
FOR SPARROW is just 99¢ through release day, October 3!
This is it! The last weekend before the launch of FOR SPARROW, on Oct.3!
The third book in the Dream Dominant Collection is set in Palm Beach County, Florida, my home for over 25 years. In this series of posts, I’m taking you on a tour of some of my favorite places. This week, we’re going to the gorgeous beach-side town of Jupiter, the location of several scenes in the book.
The first place Judd and Jessi visit together is my favorite bar on the planet (okay, I have about five of those), Square Grouper. It’s a casual, outdoor tiki bar on the Jupiter Inlet, across from the Jupiter Lighthouse. It’s the place to go if you want to completely decompress and let your stress melt away.
A stone’s throw from Square Grouper, in fact you park in the same lot, are the two locations from this week’s excerpt, Guanabanas and Blueline Surf & Paddle.
Guanabanas is another outdoor tiki place, more restaurant than bar, but they serve a mean Cat 5 hurricane. The food is Florida fresh, and there’s always a crowd. It’s on a strip of land between A1A and the Loxahatchee River, and the river views are utterly tranquil. There are docks, and some folks arrive in their boats. It’s also a great place for stand-up paddle boarding, and you can put in right there at the restaurant.
Directly across A1A is the Blueline Surf & Paddle Company. They sell surfing and paddle boarding equipment, but you can also rent from them and get lessons. You walk across the street and put in at the Loxahatchee River. Notice the paddle boarders directly in front of Guanabanas.
As Jessi’s Dominant, it’s Judd’s position to push her beyond her comfort zone. In this scene, he does just that.
Here’s an excerpt from FOR SPARROW…
Back inside the house, Judd washed up in the kitchen sink. Jessi handed him a dish towel to dry his hands. He eyed the old dishwasher, then looked to Jessi.
“I don’t really feel like messing with a dishwasher today, do you?”
Jessi’s eyes widened. “Oh, well, no, of course not. I’m sure you have plenty to do. Don’t worry about it at all,” she said quickly.
Judd shook his head. “It’s a beautiful day. Why spend it inside?” He stood straight, hands on his hips. “How do you feel about stand up paddle boarding?”
She worked her mouth for a moment, frowning. “I don’t guess I’m opposed to it, as an activity, you know. I’m sure people enjoy it. Live and let live,” she giggled nervously.
“I mean,” he cupped her elbow gently, “how do you feel about going? With me. Today.”
“Oh, I don’t know, Judd. I’m kind of the queen of klutz.” Jessi’s face turned bright pink. “I don’t know if I’d be any good at it.”
Judd’s eyes narrowed slightly. “Not sure I like my little one putting herself down. Besides, there’s nothing to be ‘good at,’ you just…stand and paddle.” He pantomimed for her.
He saw the reluctance in her face and gave his best reassuring smile, eyes sparkling. “Come on, Jessi, it’ll be fun.”
Slowly, her smile spread to match his. “Okay. Let’s do it.” She went upstairs and quickly changed into her swim suit and beach cover up.
On the way to the surf shop, Judd stopped by his place to pick up his paddleboard and gear. He let them both into the townhouse and Jessi waited as he bounded up to the second level.
“It won’t take me a second to load my stuff into the truck,” he called from upstairs. Jessi clutched her hands together anxiously as she surveyed Judd’s living room. Everything was neat and tidy. She didn’t know why that surprised her.
You just think about the stereotypical ‘bachelor pad,’ she supposed.
Crossing the room, she saw that the view from the sliding glass doors was breathtaking. She imagined what it would be to wake up with a view of the ocean every morning.
“Almost ready,” Judd said, returning downstairs wearing aqua board shorts, a white t-shirt, and a Marlins ball cap. A pair of black Oakley sunglasses hung around his neck from a black strap.
He held up a small black cube. “I want to try out my new GoPro while we’re out there today,” he grinned.
Five minutes later, they were on their way north, heading for Blueline Surf and Paddle on A1A. They rented gear for Jessi and declined the offer of a lesson. “I’ve got it, man,” Judd smiled to the clerk.
Jessi was surprised to find that they were going to put into the river right next to Guanabanas, a local outdoor dining hotspot just across the street from the surf shop. “Afterwards, I’ll buy you a cocktail,” Judd promised.
After a brief orientation, Judd helped Jessi onto the board and gently pushed her out into the Loxahatchee River. “Am I supposed to wear the life jacket?” Jessi called back to him, indicating the ocean blue PFD currently resting on the nose of her board.
“Can you swim?”
“Of course!” she returned.
“Then you don’t have to wear it. But you do have to have it with you, it’s the law.”
Judd smiled as he watched her wobble slightly. She looked hot in what was actually a modest blue tankini, her auburn hair clipped up and off her neck, the red highlights gleaming in the sunlight. He could only imagine Jessi in a bikini. Did imagine it. Then tried to think of something else, before she noticed his arousal.
Sighing deeply, he clipped the GoPro to the bill of his cap and paddled quickly to catch up with her.
When their hour was up, they returned Jessi’s gear to the shop, and put Judd’s things back in the truck. With Jessi’s white beach dress back in place, they wandered into Guanabanas and found a small high-top table in the bar area. A lone guitarist was playing Jason Mraz covers on the tiki stage.
Jessi ordered a Cat 5 hurricane while Judd opted for a local brew, and they chose a few appetizers. After the server left, Judd pressed the button on the GoPro. “So, Jessi, what do you think of paddle boarding?”
Her grin was stunning. “I loved it! It was so much fun, and way easier than I ever thought.”
He leaned into her and held the camera at arm’s length. “Well, you had a kick-ass teacher, so…” They both laughed into the camera.