Watch This Space–HIS DEVIL’S WISH by Linzi Basset

The ever-sexy and uber-talented Linzi Basset had just released the third book in her Club Devil’s Cove series, HIS DEVIL’S WISH.

“I . . . you . . . Dr. Brodie, you can’t . . . we can’t . . . you’re my boss.”

“Ah yes, that I am. Thanks for reminding me, Paige.”

Paige Scott saw it coming. She had been living a double life and had hoodwinked the delicious Dr. Brodie a time or two . . . or three in the past. It wasn’t her fault. He was irresistible to her. As her boss, he captured her heart. As her Dom, he owned her body. But this game of cat and mouse is about to get wilder and Paige has nowhere to hide.

Ethan is a suave beast on the scent of his prey. Prude Paige whets his appetite, while the sensuous siren at the club satiates his hunger. There is one problem though. He can’t get enough. Paige brings out the devil in him. Even as he pushes her limits and demolishes her boundaries, he loses himself more and more in her splendor. Her beauty subsumes him.

As Ethan and Paige explore the thin line between love and lust, a nefarious plot is underfoot. The Sixth Order is colluding in cross-border crimes and hundreds of innocent lives are at risk. Ethan and Paige find themselves confronting a common enemy and a chance to finally put the past behind them.

Will Ethan, Rhone and their team be successful in uncovering the festering roots of corruption? Or will it be too little, too late?

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Watch This Space–STITCH by Nia Farrell

Beth Shelton will do anything to stay alive and be with her son, even if it means marrying into the mob.

She’s done it again!  My friend and fellow Wicked Pen Nia Farrell has begun another thrilling, sexy series, and it’s already an international best-seller!

Here’s the official description.

Physical therapist Bethany Shelton is supposed to be dead.  That was the plan when Matteo Visconti kidnapped her by mistake, thinking that she was a doctor. He survived the infection after she took the bullet from him, but he left it to his mob boss father and assassin brother to finish her.

Except they didn’t.  After a long, futile search for the man who shot him, Matteo learns that Beth survived and he’s a father.

Beth will do anything to stay alive and raise her son.  Matteo doesn’t hesitate to drag her down into his world.  He’ll make her want to stay despite the danger, despite the pain.  But when you marry into the mob, you don’t just get a crime family.  You get their enemies, too.

A full-length, standalone dark, dubious consent erotic Mafia romance, written for Ages 18+.

Nia gave me two excerpts.  I chose the steamier one.  You’re welcome.  😉

“I shouldn’t want you,” he grated, his breath still minty from when she’d helped him brush his teeth after supper.  “But I can’t stop thinking about you.  With the cashier.  With that mother at the checkout.  You, without a stitch, lying on the seat of my SUV, looking so peaceful.  So pure of heart.  I promised myself that I wasn’t going to touch you again.  You don’t know who I am.  What I’ve done.  What I’ll have to do as soon as I can go again.  There’s a monster out there who needs put down.  He takes women, shares them with his club, and kills them.  He raped my cousin.  I promised to avenge my family’s honor.  I failed once.  I won’t rest until he’s stopped.”

Stopped…as in dead.

Matteo was not the kind of man that most parents envision for their daughter.  He had no qualms about killing someone who deserved it.  He was willing to be judge, jury, and executioner if it meant that justice would be served when the legal system failed.

The intensity in his eyes was mesmerizing.  She wet her lips and swallowed hard.

“You should have run away as far and as fast as you could go.”

“You pointed a gun at me.”

“It was empty.  It’s still empty unless you found bullets and reloaded it.  But I needed help.  I’m just sorry it was you.”

He thrust himself against her hand.  Beth realized that her fingers were still wrapped around his girth, or as far as they could reach, anyway.

He had needed her, but the nature of his needs had taken a very carnal turn.  In another time, another place, she might have been seduced into having a one-night stand with a handsome, well-dressed man possessing an air of danger and an impressive cock.  But now…

If she fought him, she could hurt him.  If he didn’t take it easy, he could start bleeding internally again, and this time, she might not be able to stop it.

Would it really be so bad, to give herself to him just this once?  No right, no wrong.  Nothing but elemental need and what it took to assuage it.

“Matteo—”

“You were my angel of mercy,” he murmured, his voice grown rough with desire.  “Have mercy on me now.”

He cupped her head and urged her face down to his.  Rather than risk hurting him, she surrendered to her own rising passion.

They came together with opened mouths and parted lips.  Tongues thrust, twining around each other in a dance as old as humankind.  Forsaking her hold on his manhood, she unzipped her pants, hooked her fingers in the tops of her panties, and shoved everything down.  Kicking them aside, she climbed on the bed and straddled him, riding the ridge of his cock and stimulating his length while his mouth continued to consume hers.

He claimed one breast with his good hand, splaying his large fingers, rubbing and squeezing it.  Her hardened nipple prodded his palm.  Catching it between his fingers, he rolled and tugged on it, a pull that she felt all the way to her core.

She threw off her shirt, wanting to feel his mouth on her breasts.  Pushing them together, she offered herself to him, rising up to meet his mouth and welcoming the feel of his lips claiming one, then the other.  He took a nipple between his teeth and teased it with his tongue, licking, flicking, curling around it and sucking it inside.  He feasted on her flesh like a starving man, a desperate man, a wounded man with an uncertain future, seeking to make the most of the time that was left to him.

She didn’t want to think that he might die.  She wasn’t ready to accept that this might be the last act of his life.  The last time that he’d know the joy of a woman’s body and the comfort of her touch.  She gave it to him, all the while bargaining with God to do what He could to save him.  He might be a dangerous man, but he wasn’t a bad man.  Not really.  He was lonely and vulnerable and likely as scared as she was that things might not end well.

“It’s okay,” she whispered, seeking to reassure him when he pushed down the front of his sweatpants and freed his cock.  “It’s okay,” she said when he bent his knees and started to enter her, skin to skin, with nothing separating them.  She wasn’t about to raise the subject of condoms with a man who might be dying.

He claimed her in one desperate, searing thrust that took her breath away.

Mercy!  Is it hot in here, or is it just me?

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Watch This Space–ITALIANS DO IT BETTER by Holly J. Gill

Italians Do It Better, the newest standalone from the Italian series by Holly J. Gill is LIVE!

When you taste something forbidden, and all that your heart wants is unattainable. How does the heart handle the pain?

I’m charming, sexy and being the lover of a powerful woman is like taking candy from a child. My life is perfect—I get all the release a man could ever dream about.

I’m happy.

Until she walks into my life.

A woman I have never laid eyes on. I want her and I won’t stop until she’s putty in my hands. She’s my addiction.

Only, little did I know that this addiction would consume me. I never expected the impact she would have on my heart, and now I’m drowning.

I’m trapped in a world I want to leave but can’t.

How will I survive when my heart wants what it can’t have?

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“Morning darling.” I startled as Peggy placed her hands on my shoulders, squeezing before she landed a kiss on my forehead.

“Morning.”

“Where’s your friend?” She walked over to the coffee machine and started fiddling with the pods.

“She left first thing.”

“I trust she enjoyed her visit?” She grabbed the mug and took a sip. “Sorry I didn’t introduce myself, but I ended up working most of the night.”

“She did,” I said as Peggy sat down on the stool at the breakfast bar.

“Good, she certainly appeared to like Luca.” She hitched her eyebrows as her overly sweet smile slipped just a tad before she glued it back in place, “And I can understand why, what’s not to like?”

I grinned in her direction purposefully avoiding eye contact with her, not wanting to pass comment. I could feel my cheeks heat as images of his gob-smacking body assaulted me. I stared into my tea, hoping that she couldn’t see my face—I was certain that my thoughts were stamped all over it.

“I’ve got a function in London today, which means that I’ll unfortunately be staying in town. Luca’s not quite himself, must be some bug or something.” She slipped off the bar stool as she downed the last bit of her coffee. “I don’t know whether he’ll be about much, but if he shows his face maybe you can entertain yourselves. Watch a movie or something…”

“Are you sure he’s okay?”

“I’m sure it’s just a headache that’s making him feel queasy. He’ll be fine. I think I’ve just worn him out and you know what men are like…dying swans with anything.” She shrugged as she deposited her mug in the sink, turning to leave. “Regardless, I’m sure he’d love the company.”

I followed her out of the kitchen to the front door. One of the staff already had the boot of her waiting car open and was loading her suitcase and some other random looking cases into it.

My skin tingled as I heard the shuffling behind me. Luca stood beside me looking rather pale, he looked drained and stressed. I wanted to reach out and hold his hand. I wanted to wrap my arm around him and tell him that I didn’t care about anything except him. My heart dropped as he took a step away from me, his body tensed as Peggy walked back up the steps to the front door.

“I am trusting you both to behave. I don’t want anyone here whilst I’m gone,” she said, pointing her finger at me. “Including that friend of yours!”

I laughed. She kissed me on the cheek and then turned her attention to Luca. “Go and shake this headache off. I need you fit for tomorrow,” she grabbed his groin and squeezed. He blanched, his Adam’s apple bobbing as he swallowed.

“Of course.” He murmured as she went up on the tips of her toes and kissed the corner of his mouth. His fisted hand coming around her but not touching her or pulling her closer.

“You’d do well to remember what I told you yesterday.” She flicked her tongue over his lips. He took a deep breath and opened up for her and she dove right in like some predator ready to pick on her prey.

I tried not to watch, the sounds were enough to make me gag. She released him after a few moments and a one-sided whispered conversation that had him flinching, and finally made her way to the car.

I watched Luca as he stood watching her car disappear down the drive. He took a deep breath, his eyes glistening.

“Fancy a dunk in the pool?”

“I can’t. I’m not—”

“What’s going on Luca?” I reached over and wrapped my hand over his wrist.

“Nothing.” He pulled his arm from me, his jaw clenching as he turned back into the house. “Headache.”

“Talk to me, please?” I touched his shoulder as he started shuffling back down the hall.

“Not now!” He shook my hand off and carried on walking away from me, not once looking my way. “Please? Okay Emma?”

I closed the door and slammed my back into it. I wanted to run after him and make him feel good. I wanted to make him forget everything that was bringing him down and stressing him. I’d never seen him like that. He was always so happy and chilled. I felt like I was missing something and after yesterday, after seeing him outside the office and hearing the way Peggy had ordered him in like he was about to be chastised.

I headed to my room. I was determined to show him a good time without the worry of Peggy showing up. I stripped off my clothes and put on a skimpy black bikini. I fixed the small lace triangles so that they just about covered my nipples, the thin straps caging the plump flesh like a harness. It made me think of the way his body had looked wrapped in the leather straps. My pussy clenched and ached just at the thought. My nipples hardened. I was breathless, and I could feel the heat radiate from my libidinous core to my tingling skin.

I wrapped the thin black lace cover up around me tying it around my waist and made my way downstairs. As I got to the bottom of the stairs a smile formed on my face. My heart swelled as I saw Luca already in the pool. His long arms rotating in and out of the water as he swam his lengths, looking hot and devilish. He stopped halfway through a length as though he could feel me watching him. His eyes squinting in the direction of the house. I took long, bouncy strides to the glass doors, I stopped and smiled at him.

“Are you coming in?” He made his way to the side of the pool. His toned and muscled torso rippling as he walked through the water. He was a vision. A god.

I approached the water’s edge. “I thought you had a headache.”

He dove under the surface, his limbs gliding through the water as he swam toward me. As he reached the edge of the pool he lifted his head out the water, his hair sweeping back as droplets made his stubble glisten, emphasising his chiselled jaw.

“Not anymore.” His eyes met mine and a beautiful smile lit his face.

I stood there for a moment taking stock, etching every sinewy line and ripple into my memory. I lifted my gaze back to his as I untied the lacy cover-up. In slow motion I opened it a little more, revealing my body to him. He took a step back into the water, his breath audibly hitching as his big hungry eyes devoured me. I straightened my arms beside me allowing the soft fabric to slip down my body into a puddle at my feet. My skin puckered with the cool breeze. He licked his lips and quirked a brow.

“Lascia que ti scaldi, bellissima.”

I had no idea what he’d said but either way, I guessed it was hot and sexy. I sat on the pool edge before gently lowering myself in. The warm water wrapped around me and I sighed as his arms followed suit. The front of his body moulded to the back of mine. I let my head fall back into his shoulder as he tightened his arms around me. He ran one of his hands up my body, gliding it over every wet curve. I waited for him to grope my breasts, but his hand just kept going until he cupped my jaw. He tilted his face to mine, his eyes roaming over my face. My heart sped up as he breathed me in. He groaned and I’m not sure why, but this felt different. It felt like more, like I was more to him. I felt hot tears prickle the back of my eyes, my body shuddered as his lips ran up my jaw to my ear in one flaming kiss. I turned in his arms facing him as his lips murmured over mine. “Cara mia.”

He moved us slowly into the centre of the pool. The water feeling warmer the deeper we went, or maybe it was just him wrapped around me. I wasn’t sure whether it was him or the water, but in that moment, I felt like the most important thing in the world. I’d never felt like that in my entire life. I’d never felt like the centre of anyone’s universe. I sighed into his mouth as my fingers curled into his hair. He tugged my long dark strands so that my face lifted right into his. I thought he’d kiss me, but he just caressed my face.

I dropped my head back into the water as one of his hands travelled down my neck to my breasts. He hooked his hand under one of my boobs and held me afloat on the surface of the water. His eyes just ran up and down my face and my exposed skin.

“Sei la cosa più bella di tutta la mia vita, la cosa più bella che mi potesse mai capitare.”

“I don’t know what you just said, but I want to hear it again.” My nipples hardened as his thumb ran up and down the side of my breast.

“Tu sei il mio tutto, Emma,” I swallowed as his hands went to my waist bringing my body back to his. He kissed the sensitive skin just behind my ear before whispering, “Everything.”

I wrapped my arms around his shoulders, my legs wrapped around his waist as our chests rubbed. I felt his erection trapped between us. My sex clenched, begging for the merge of our bodies.

He cupped my jaw with both of his hands, his gaze eating into mine “Sei così più bella.”

He brought his face to mine, his lips skimming mine. My tongue licking his lips as I ran it over my bottom one. He gasped before desperately ravaging my mouth. His hands dropped from my jaw to my arse where his fingers dug into my skin like he was trying get right under it. He tugged me impossibly closer to him, his hold on me deliciously painful.

Luca lifted me up on to the side. I had no idea how we’d got there, all I knew was that as my legs dangled into the water, his fingers worked by bottoms off. He ran his mouth up my thighs sucking and nipping at my flesh.

“I need to taste you.” He kissed the smooth skin between my sex and my belly button. His eyes met mine as I caressed the side of his face with my finger and then my thumb.

His hands brushed up the outside of my thighs before he cupped my arse cheeks tilting my sex toward him. Then without hesitation he lapped and sucked at my pussy. He ran a finger up and down my moist slit. His tongue teased and tasted every morsel of me. I tangled my fingers in his hair holding him tighter to me, my head fell back as I relished the feel of his tongue and the vibration of his moans.

He smiled up at me before kissing my clit. His thumbs running up my folds as his tongue licked down to my entrance and back up to my bundle of nerves. I shuddered as he pressed a finger inside, curling it as he massaged my front wall. My elbows giving out from under me as my thighs clamped around his head. I moaned, and he withdrew one finger and pushed back in with two. His third finger massaging the skin between my opening and arsehole, as his tongue circled my clit.

I grabbed my breasts pushing them together and kneading the sides, I was so turned on I could barely breathe. He removed his fingers from my channel and ran his tongue all the way down to my perineum, massaging the sensitive skin in wet, warm circles. He pulled my thighs farther apart and nipped the skin on the inside of my thighs.

“Luca,” I cried out wanting his attention back on my pussy.

“Yes?” He smiled up at me as he ran his nails up the back of my thighs.

“Don’t stop,” I breathed out, “Please.”

He chuckled before blowing on my exposed sex. He ran two fingers through my folds before pushing them into my mouth as he lowered his face back to my pussy. I sucked on his fingers as he did my clit. Sucking harder and harder as the pleasure built up inside me. I was so close…teetering on the precipice.

The ache inside me grew with every second, my core contracted, begging to be filled. He sucked my nub into his mouth and released it with a pop before his tongue filled my pussy. He lapped at my sex, his groans growing with mine.

He withdrew his fingers from my mouth, his hand gently cupping my neck as his other hand worked its way up my thigh. His lips kissed up my body to my neck where he gently bit down as his fingers thrust deep inside me.

Fuck!” I cried out as my body clenched and spasmed around his fingers. I collapsed into him as he stroked my hair, cradling me to him. He wrapped his arms around me kissing the top of my head as I came back down.

****

Luca pushed out of the water, sitting on the edge before he helped me to my feet. He grabbed a towel from the lounger and draped it over my shoulders. I wasn’t sure why he did it. If it was to cover my modesty, it was a little late after what he’d just done to me in the pool.

He pulled me to him again wrapping his arms around me, “You’re cold.”

“Am I?” Was I? If I was I couldn’t actually feel it.

He smiled down at me. “Non ti lascerò mai.” He kissed the top of my head again, “Non lasciarmi andare mai, ti prego.”

“That sounds sad.” I looked up at him, his eyes shone into mine. “I may not understand what you said, but I can feel your melancholy.”

“Melancholy?”

“I can feel you’re sad.” I ran my hand down the side of his face as I looked up at him. “What happened yesterday?”

“I don’t—” He took a deep breath, “Is it important right now?”

He picked me up in his arms as he buried his face between my tits. He sucked and nipped at them. Nibbling the skin at the edges of my bikini top. His covered erection jabbed at my sex as he walked us over to the summer house.

“No, not right now.” I laughed as he blew a raspberry on one of my boobs.

He kissed my jaw as he slid me down his body to my feet.

“You like that?” He wiggled his eyebrows at me.

“It’s safe to say that I really like everything you do to me.” My voice broke as I saw the bed.

The very bed where Peggy had him.

“Luca.” I hiccupped as my stomach dropped, my head shaking.

“It’s clean.” He cradled my head in his hands and kissed the tip of my nose.

I wrapped my hands around his wrists, “I…I can’t.”

“Please.” He sighed, “I want to see you everywhere I look when…when—”

When I leave.

 

About the Author:

Holly J Gill is an author of Contemporary Erotic Romance, the hotter the better. Holly lives in England in a town called Grimsby with her husband Nigel with whom she shares three children and now twins grandchildren.

Holly has always enjoyed writing since she was a young girl, allowing her imagination to run free. She has a love for cars as well as loving to drive up and down the depths of the UK. She has taken many holidays abroad and her recent trip to the Dominican Republic left her wanting to go back in a heartbeat. Her friends describe her as crazy and naughty minded, even if she tries to pass off as a good girl. If she isn’t smiling, people know there is something wrong.

Holly is a great believer in living for the moment. Her moto is to live for today as you only get one shot at life, there is no rehearsal. When she isn’t writing she’s reading, spending time with her family, friends, or exploring the world, she enjoys music of all genres (depending on what scene she is creating). She likes to go camping with her husband to a certain campsite near York where no one under 18’s are allowed and it is here she spends endless hours writing, reading and enjoying the peace and quiet.

 

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Cover Reveal–ITALIANS DO IT BETTER by Holly J. Gill

I’m so excited to show you the cover of Holly J. Gill’s new book, ITALIANS DO IT BETTER.  It’s the sexy follow-up to ITALIAN PLAYBOY, and I, for one, can’t wait until it comes out February 19!  And until release day, it’s on a great pre-order sale.  You could even WIN and ARC!
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When you taste something forbidden, and all that your heart wants is unattainable. How does the heart handle the pain?

I’m charming, sexy and being the lover of a powerful woman is like taking candy from a child. My life is perfect—I get all the release a man could ever dream about. One, two, three ladies who cares? I’m happy. Until she walks into my life, a woman I had never laid eyes on. I wanted her and I wasn’t going to stop until she was putty in my hands. She was my new addiction. Only, little did I know that this addiction was crossing a fine line. I never expected the impact she would have on my heart, and now I was drowning. I was trapped in a world I wanted to leave but couldn’t.

How will I survive when my heart wants what it can’t have?

Note: This book contains cheating.

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Cover Reveal! Unorthodox Chemistry by Lilah E. Noir

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Title: Unorthodox Chemistry
Series: The Unorthodox Trilogy, #2
Author: Lilah E. Noir
Genre: BDSM, Erotic Suspense, Romance
Release Date: February 18, 2018
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He was her Master, lover and the only man who truly knew her. She was his pet, best friend and the love of his life. Sometimes that’s not enough.

LINA
He’s gone.
His absence hurts more than any whip.
Thomas saw me for who I was.
Strong on the outside, fractured and vulnerable on the inside.
Every day I struggle to rebuild my life.
I miss him. His rough passion and his affection.
I know we’ll never be together again, I even tried to move on…
… and then one invitation changed everything.
Do I dare to say no to the greatest temptation?
THOMAS
I had to walk away.
Lina paid dearly for my mistakes.
She needs to heal and all that’s left for me is to wait.
In the dark, with nothing but my demons and sins to keep me company.
The memory of her is a bittersweet torture.
A year later, at the kinkiest club in town, I saw her. On the arm of another man.

May the seduction begin.

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She was his boss at work and his submissive at all times.
LINA
I’d never noticed him before.
He was just a lonely, scared boy when I hired him.
I was too busy to notice the lust in his eyes.
Now I’m at his feet begging for every bit of pleasure and pain he’ll unleash on me.
THOMAS
She enthralled me.
Her body. Her mind. Her wicked laughter and unreadable eyes.
She was out of my league yet I knew what she longed for.
I only had two months to kill her nicotine addiction and make her crave me.
I’d use every trick I had to claim her as mine.

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Watch This Space–Leona’s Legacy by L.A. Carey & R.A. Robbins

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Holy cats, you guys, the ladies from Camp Cougar are back, and they are HOTTER than ever!  If you read the original Camp Cougar and were left wanting more, you are in luck.

Camp Cougar is back in this scandalous and uncensored tale of oversexed Cougars from Southern Charm Dating Service.  L.A. Carey and R.A. Robbins have ramped up the naughtiness and extended the provocative love scenes.  No holding back on secret confessions this time and forbidden love. The business is booming and Southern Charm Dating Service is on the lips of far too many men in the south.  The Cougars are performing some of the wildest sexcapdes for a few high-end clients. Things get overheated as clever head mistress, Leona Patrone has discovered a new product that is said to drive men crazy! The ladies at Southern Charm have taken kissing to a whole new level with their new ‘Golden Arousal’ lipstick.  Some say this dangerous lipstick is forbidden fruit. Is it worth risking the side effects for the money? For the attention?

But it’s payback time for Leona and her team as some of their hottest secrets are about to be exposed by a crooked manager at Cougar Creek Resort. Leona Patrone herself has a plan and it’s time to punish this bad boy. Let’s say Mr. Landers will get what’s coming to him–and in the worst way.

How about a naughty little teaser?  Yeah, that’s what I thought you’d say.  😉

Leona Patrone hopped in the shower. It was a hot day for June in West Virgina and about to get even hotter. She reached for her favorite mango-scented body wash. No shower pouf needed. She preferred her hands. She propped her right foot up on the shower ledge and smoothed the soapy lather onto her foot slowly massaging her way up her thighs. She rubbed her swollen pussy lips with the fruity lather, slowly working her way to faster strokes up into her clit. The warm water felt good as it trickled over her hardened nipples. She leaned against the shower wall moaning with delight as she had flashbacks to all of the men she had serviced in the past year. She was in love with sex but mostly in love with her own body, especially her vagina. Yes, she was a woman in demand. For fifty-one years old she looked better than most thirty year-olds. She got her Botox every three months, saw her dermatologist for lip fillers and had a boob job two years ago. She worked out but attributed her sexual sessions to provide the most results with the cubs. She viewed her clients as exercise instead of relationships.

It may have been that vagina that was unforgettable. She was a legend in the south. Not only did she have a body to die for she had a unique talent for turning on men and they’d pay top dollar to experience what she had to offer. Some had accused her of being a Succubus with their addiction. She was pure Nirvana. Most men that had a sex session with her couldn’t get her out of their mind. It was the visual and the scent of her sex that lingered long after the experience. Her curvy body, large firm boobs and long blonde hair were just a part of the attraction. They yearned for her touch and her body.  She had been cheating on her husband for years, but since her divorce she had ramped up her sexual encounters.  Leona was still a good mother to her son Matt. She’d managed to keep her hobby a secret. Having Matt away at college was perfect timing for her to engage in her pleasures. She had started out with cyber sex and became quite an expert. Leona had an addiction for sex but mostly dick. It was that addiction that led her to create Southern Charm Dating and Cyber Service with her friend Falynn Johnson, whom she’d met at the salon last year. Falynn was a retired school librarian who had lost her husband two years ago. She was Leona’s protégé and was a quick learner. After spending two weeks with Leona, this dowdy librarian finally discovered her sexual side.

It was just a few months ago Leona hired a team of Cougars and trained them at Cougar Creek Resort in an intensive workshop to be a part of her team. She taught most of the courses, but also hired a team of professionals to assist with classes that ranged from the perfect blowjob to the art of masturbation.  If clients were going to pay for services, then they were going to get their money’s worth and then some.

The Cougars were trained to provide cyber sex sessions and Live sessions that were held at Cougar Creek Resort deep in the woods in West Virginia. Leona was lucky to make a connection with Tara Rivers who was an assistant manager at the resort.

As of June, five mature Cougars were on board with Southern Charm Dating and Cyber Service who were interested in making some extra cash and fulfill their sexual fantasies. The ladies looked to Leona as their ‘ Sexual Guru’. They learned from the best and were getting better with each session. The website was updated and getting a lot of action.

The business was booming and Leona was finally able to quit her day job as a makeup artist at La Mirage Salon. Fees were charged per minute or up to an hour. A thousand dollar fee was charged for an overnight stay at Cougar Creek Resort. This included a sexual buffet to even appease the most fastidious palate. Yes, the girls were that good. Leona was raking it in, but it just wasn’t about the money. It was feeding into her addiction.

Just when business had peaked, Falynn had dropped a bomb when she had broken one of the golden rules of the team. That was to never fall in love with a cub. Falynn fell hard for Ben Chavez, a young med student and had made the decision to leave the team after a long fall out with Leona. It took some time but they had resolved their differences. Leona had forgiven her friend when she had a sample of love herself when she’d met hunky Sam Hudson in person who was her long time Cyber Lover. She did have feelings for Sam but that would never stop her from pursuing her love of pleasuring herself and other men. If anything she was going to up her game and  make the next couple months ‘Golden’.  It was she who came up with the term, ‘Another Dick Satisfied’. She loved to hear about the details from her Cougars post session and reveled in the fact that other dicks were satisfied. She got off knowing others had achieved the same.

One might say Leona was on a mission to make America Horny again- and stay that way.

Intrigued?  Here’s the Leona’s Legacy book trailer, but be forewarned…it’s STEAMY!

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Watch This Space–Ree L. Diehl

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What?  The She-Wolf on the Twentieth Floor is the debut book of erotica author Ree L. Diehl.  And it’s the first book in a HOT new series.  AND it’s only 99¢ for a limited time.  I’m totally in!

Here’s the low-down on The She-Wolf on the Twentieth Floor:

A neglected mistress teases the wrong window washer
and gets a whole lot more than she bargained for.

Randy Jackson is usually pushing a pencil, managing the family window-washing business.  When his twin’s wife goes into labor, Randy must take his place on the crew. Andy doesn’t trust anyone else with the she-wolf on the twentieth floor.

Sure enough, she starts dancing for him in a blatant invitation.  His twin might be immune to her charms, but come quitting time, he plans to make the she-wolf howl.  If he’s lucky, his friend-with-benefits will join them.

Welcome to the Unbillable Hours Series, where the best things happen off the clock.  The She-Wolf on the Twentieth Floor is an erotic romantic comedy HEA ménage and the debut novelette for Ree L. Diehl.

Erotica, written for ages 18+.

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Want a sexy teaser?  Of course you do!

Her greeting for Jerry died on her lips.

She had looked up, expecting to see silver hair perfectly groomed in a hundred-dollar haircut.  Instead, she saw a thick thatch of tawny hair pulled back in a ponytail.  It was him.  Wash.  Her window washer.  The man she envisioned every time her toys came out and a session of self-gratification ensued.

He didn’t wait for an invitation.  He stepped inside, a coil of rope in his hand and clear intent on his face.  Pushing the door shut with his foot, he swept her with his gaze and eyed her speculatively.  Blue was supposed to be a cool color, but the heat in his eyes was searing.

She stepped away rather than risk getting burned.

“Just so you know,” he began, his voice as sexy as his rugged good looks, “you teased the wrong twin.  I’m Randy.”

Her gaze dropped to the impressive package shaping the front of his pants.  “So I see.”

“Well,” he drawled, “that, too.  I can’t say it was a self-fulfilling prophecy, but it turns out, I’m aptly named.  My brother Andy is currently at the hospital, helping his wife breathe through contractions.  I’m usually pushing pencils, but he didn’t trust any of our crew with you.  It just goes to show how little he knows about me, for all that we’re twins.”

He sauntered to where she stood, smelling of sweat and sun and pure, male lust.

She wet her lips.

Randy tapped the rope against his thigh.  Desire made his nostrils flare.  He breathed deeply, taking in her scent.  “Unless you want your neighbors across the way to watch me fuck you against that pristine window, you need to either show me the door or lock it and lead the way to your bedroom.  By way of full disclosure, you can expect things to start with a spanking.”

Just that fast, her pussy was gushing.

“Well,” she breathed, “when you put it that way….”

Brushing past him, Lauren flipped the lock, reset the alarm, and headed for her bedroom.  Hers, not Jerry’s.  Booted footsteps followed.

Randy tossed the rope on her pillows and sat on the end of the bed.  Meeting her gaze, he patted his thigh.  “Lose the clothes and assume the position, sweetheart.  Head to my left, ass to my right.”

Lauren felt anticipation course through her veins and pool in her belly, swelling her pussy lips and making her even wetter.

“Yes, Sir.”

Light sparked in his appreciative gaze.  “Are you going to be a good girl for me?” he asked.

“Maybe,” she hedged.  “I don’t know that one spanking will be enough.  I may need more.  I’ve been a bad girl.  A very, very bad girl.  Fucking a married man.  Teasing a married man.  About to let a total stranger fuck me.”

She dropped her gaze to his naked ring finger.  “Are you married?”

He cocked his head.  “Does it matter?”

“No,” she said.  “I just like to know where I stand.”

“I’m more interested in where you’re going to kneel when you suck my cock.  But I digress.  Spanking first.  I won’t tell you again.  Strip—what’s your name?”

“Lauren.”

“Like Bacall?”

She shook her head and reached for the hem of her shirt.  “Ralph.  My mother swore that she couldn’t resist a man who wore Polo.  One of them played it.  She would never tell me his name, but I heard that he could ride like nobody’s business.”

Whew!  Is it hot in here, or is it just me?

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