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New Release! Babes in Bondage (Vegas Babes #5) by Lisabet Sarai (@lisabetsarai) #kink #bdsm #bondage

Babes In BondageBlurb

Some people just won’t mind their own business. When an anti-porn terrorist group shuts down the Sin City Fetish Fair, Larry Archer offers The Fox’s Den as an alternative venue.  With the assistance of newly arrived dominant Master Shark, plans for the Den’s very first Kink Night quickly take shape. Indeed, the denizens of the Den are practicing their BDSM techniques well before the event.

Blonde, beautiful and untouched, Patricia Hastings leads the Citizens Resisting American Perversion in their fight against filth. She’s determined to destroy the licentious, permissive, anything-but-vanilla strip club – whatever it takes.  A smidgen of plastic explosive should do the trick… If only she can resist her attraction to the voluptuous, red-headed minx Annie, and her own secret craving for surrender.

Caught in the act of sabotage, Patty faces a choice: arrest, scandal and prison, or private punishment at the hands of Master Shark and his horny acolytes. Will C.R.A.P.’s paragon of purity uphold her prudish principles? Or consent to the violations that populate her forbidden fantasies?

Buy Links

Kinky Literature – https://www.kinkyliterature.com/book/4255-babes-in-bondage-vegas-babes-book-5/

Amazon US –  https://www.amazon.com/dp/B07ZNSS576

Amazon UK –  https://www.amazon.co.uk/dp/B07ZNSS576

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Add on Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/48643050-babes-in-bondage

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X-rated Excerpt – Barely Kinky

“Oof!” Intent on his mobile, he’d run straight into a woman hurrying in the other direction. “Oh! I’m sorry!” he stammered, looking up at the tall figure in front of him. “I should have been watching—Rosa!”

The elegant creature blocking his way gave him a warm smile. “Hello, hombre! I am surprised to see you here.” She gestured at the outrageous costumes and toy booths with a graceful hand. “This doesn’t seem like your sort of scene.” In a black latex mini-skirt and red satin bustier, Rosa herself looked perfectly at home among the Fair’s attendees. Her tightly-laced top emphasized the deep valley between her breasts. The scarlet fabric gleamed against her dusky skin, barely concealing her nipples. Her shapely legs looked a yard long.

Ted’s cock thickened inside his work trousers. Rosa never failed to have that effect on him, no matter how hard he tried to resist his attraction to the gorgeous she-male.

“Um—I’m meeting Annie,” he began, well-aware that Rosa had noted the bulge growing in his crotch. “Ah—what about you?”

Rosa gave a throaty laugh. “I’m working,” she said. “Peaches suggested I might find some new ideas for our dancers—costumes, props, that sort of thing.” She ran her hands over her own curves in a deliberately lascivious way.

Ted stifled a groan as his swollen dick strained against his zipper. He wondered if he could slip away to the men’s for a quick wank.

“I’m having a lot fun, though,” the stripper continued. “I like a good spanking as much as the next girl. Speaking of which, they’re just starting a new demo. Come on!”

Without waiting for Ted’s reply, Rosa grabbed his hand and pulled him toward the stage. Since that had been his destination anyway, he didn’t resist.

He smashed into her well-padded body again when she stopped short and pointed to the figure on the platform. “Madre de Dios! That’s Ms. Giulia!”

Sure enough, Ted recognized the middle-aged woman on stage as the manager of The Fox’s Den. Based on her interactions with the staff she supervised, Ted had concluded she was rather strict and bossy. Now, however, she was clearly in submissive mode, a dreamy expression on her strong Italian features as the dominant wrapped her in artistic layers of rope. Though her fleshy thighs and muscular calves were concealed by her fitted pants, on top she wore only a black bra. Even from a distance, Ted couldn’t help noticing the rigid points of her nipples distorting that thin garment.

His cock was like granite. He didn’t think he could get any harder. Another minute and he’d explode in his pants.

Then he gasped, as Rosa dragged her fingertips along the line of his fly. “She is quite sexy, no? Especially for a woman her age.”

“Rosa, don’t!” He tried without success to bat her hand away.

“She makes you hot, hombre. Hot and hard.” To his horror, the lithe dancer sank into a crouch and tugged at his zipper.

“No! Stop!” he hissed. He whipped his head around, frantically seeking a glimpse of his wife’s ginger curls, as if Annie could save him from this predatory beauty.

“Or is it me?” Rosa teased, managing to free his engorged dick. Her tongue flicked out, gathering the pre-cum that leaked from his slit. “Am I the reason you’re so excited?”

“Please, don’t…oooh!”  Ted’s protests faded as Rosa’s warm mouth engulfed his rigid penis. She slithered her tongue along his shaft, making him squirm, then turned on the suction and pulled him deeper.

God, that felt — hell, he didn’t have the words to describe it. Any thought of resistance vanished. He jerked his hips, driving his rod down her throat. Unfazed, Rosa swallowed and sucked harder. The sensation of her muscles working around his cockhead nearly pushed him over the edge. Before he could explode, though, she backed off, making a tight ring of her lips and sliding them over his taut flesh. She planted a kiss on the drooling tip.  Then she plunged down once more, taking him to the very root.

Ted’s balls tightened inside his briefs. He was a hair’s breadth away from shooting his wad. He wove his fingers into Rosa’s curly black hair. Taking control of the action, he fucked her eager mouth, each stroke dragging him closer to the point of no return. The Latin tart egged him on, with wicked little licks and nips.

In, out, in, out — his aching cock, bathed in her heat and wetness, was his only reality. He had a dim awareness of applause, which reminded him, briefly, that this blow job was essentially public. Rosa grazed his shaft with her teeth and he immediately forgot.

*****

About Lisabet

Lisabet Sarai became addicted to words at an early age. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – over one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genre—paranormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.

You’ll find information and excerpts from all Lisabet’s books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. She’s also on Goodreads, Pinterest, and  Twitter. Join her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh

Flog Me, Sir (Bonds of Worship #2) by Lynn Burke (@authorlynnburke) #BDSM #Erotic #Romance #Billionaire #Series #HEA

Flog Me, SirBlurb:

He offers freedom.

She fears addiction.

Can Garret coax Lissa to submit to his desire to pleasure her through pain, or will it be her needs that bring him to his knees?

​PURCHASE LINKS:

Amazon Universal: http://mybook.to/FLOGMESIR

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/flog-me-sir-lynn-burke/1133815394

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/flog-me-sir

iTunes: https://books.apple.com/us/book/flog-me-sir/id1481471819

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/959585

*****

EXCERPT:

My guest room door clicked open before I could move, and I snapped my mouth shut from asking what the hell, when Lissa came in, a bucket of cleaning supplies in hand. Similar black and white clothing like the evening before covered her from neck to ugly black shoes.

She kept her head down, dirty-blonde hair pulled back in a ponytail, her face free of makeup.

I tracked her as she moved toward the bathroom, unaware I still lay in bed.

Mrs. Hummel ruled the Laurent estate, ruled the live-in staff who kept the mansion running like a spotless timepiece—which also never missed a beat. She knew I hadn’t yet been downstairs. She also knew my lazy ass liked to linger in bed long after everyone else sat for breakfast.

A corner of my lip curled as I realized what Tillie girl was playing at. I eased back against the headboard and grinned.

“Good morning.”

Lissa shrieked and spun, her gaze landing on my barely sheet-covered, sprawled body. “Oh! Oh, God…I’m so sorry!” She scrambled toward the door.

“No, it’s alright. You don’t have to run off,” I shot out with a chuckle, not ready to let her escape.

Lissa paused, grasping the door handle, her gaze averted. “I didn’t know you were here,” she said in a rush. “Mrs. Hummel had said to get started on your room. I’d assumed she’d seen you, and—”

“It’s alright,” I repeated, cutting her off.

She glanced over at me again, her face red, but she jerked her focus away just as fast.

The sheet covered one of my legs, my groin, and lower abs, but nothing else.

“I’m afraid that Mrs. Hummel made a mistake,” she said, still clutching the door handle.

“Tillie girl doesn’t make mistakes.” As I stated the truth, I zoned in on Lissa’s stance—slightly stooped shoulders, bowed head, and lowered gaze.

“Lissa.”

She turned her widened hazel eyes on my face as though understanding my command to look at me by simply stating her name. I studied her until she shifted, and I loved that she didn’t look away. Her pulse jumped in her neck, her lips slightly parted as though trying to control her breathing.

“Do you wash the bathroom floors on your hands and knees?” I finally asked.

Her brow furrowed. “That’s the only way to properly clean a floor.”

I grinned and nestled into the bed as though getting comfortable and ready to enjoy the show. “Then by all means,” I said, motioning toward the bathroom, “continue.”

She glanced toward the open door and back to me. “You want to watch—” Her mouth snapped shut, her face burning a sudden luscious shade of red that spread down her neck beneath the starched, white button-down hiding her small breasts.

“Cat got your tongue?” I couldn’t help but tease as she stared at me as though trying to figure me out.

“You’re joking with me,” she finally said, her brow furrowing deeper.

I took my time raking my gaze down over her straightened form, enjoying the hell out of her display of spunk. I wanted to see more of it—and I wanted to mark her pale skin until she melted beneath my hands and begged to follow me around like a needy little pussy cat.

My dick wanted the same thing.

“I’m not,” I murmured, my smile gone, my focus returning to her face.

Her breath caught as her attention dropped to the sheet tenting over my groin. She yanked open my guest room door, disappearing in a clatter of cleaning supplies jostling in the bucket she clutched.

I chuckled and palmed my dick again, deciding to make a mess on the sheets she would be back to strip off the bed later.

© Lynn Burke 2018

*****

ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

Website: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/

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New Release: Properly, Or Not At All #spanking #bdsm #domination #submission #eroticromance

Properly, Or Not At All

Hi lovelies,

I’m delighted to announce that my sexy spanking erotic romance short story, Properly, Or Not At All, has been given a revamp! I got the rights back, so I’ve re-edited it, given it a lush new cover, and re-released it!

Here’s what it’s all about:

Can a husband and wife cope when one of their favourite sexual pastimes is taken away from them?

Tristan and Jayme are not only devoted husband and wife, they are also Dominant and submissive, with a particular penchant for spanking. They’ve been playing delicious kinky games for the fifteen years they’ve been together, and couldn’t be happier. However, when Tristan develops a health issue that means he can’t redden his wife’s backside for a while, it puts them under a lot of strain. It’s a big part of their sex life, and they’ll miss it badly.

They try to find a way around their unfortunate predicament, but in the end, Tristan declares he will either spank Jayme’s bottom properly, or not at all.

The prospect of no spanking at all dismays Jayme, but she has no other choice. Or does she? She continues to put her mind towards the issue and she indulges in some solo experimentation, with mixed results.

But how will Tristan react when he finds out his wife has gone behind his back?

Sound like your kind of thing? Grab your copy here:
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Amazon US
Amazon AU
Amazon CA
Amazon DE
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Happy Reading!

Lucy x

New Release: Eyes Wide Open #menage #threesome #mmf #bdsm

Hi folks,

I’m delighted to announce the (re)release of Eyes Wide Open, my MMF BDSM erotic romance novel. I recently got the rights back and have given the book a new lick of paint and a re-edit.

Here’s what it’s all about:

A chance meeting opens Fiona’s eyes to some very sexy possibilities.

Recent graduate Fiona Gillespie is stuck working in a grimy pub in London’s East End, and living in a horrid flat. It’s only while she figures out what she wants to do career-wise, but that’s easier said than done.

When she sees an advertisement for a job at a plush Mayfair hotel, she jumps at the chance. Determination and a spot of luck land Fiona her dream role—and it comes with accommodation included.

Her job and living situation sorted, things are on the up. Unfortunately, her personal life is lacklustre. It doesn’t bother her, though—not until she meets businessmen James and Logan, and her head is well and truly turned.

When a misunderstanding leads Fiona to James and Logan’s sumptuous top-floor hotel suite, she has no idea what she’s about to uncover. Her imagination runs wild, but not wild enough to get to the truth—James and Logan are a couple, and they’re into some seriously intriguing activities.

Fascinated, she launches herself into a whole new world with the two men. But is this just physical, or is their arrangement set to become something more?

Note: Eyes Wide Open has been previously published. This version has been re-edited.

Grab your copy here:

eBook:
Amazon UK
Amazon US
Amazon AU
Amazon CA
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Eden Books
Google Books
iBooks UK
iBooks US
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Print:
Amazon UK
Amazon US

Happy Reading!

Lucy x

Bind Me, Sir (Bonds of Worship #1) by Lynn Burke (@AuthorLynnBurke)

Bind Me, SirBlurb:

As part of the British peerage, Jordan Graystone knows what it’s like to live in the public eye. Which is why he holds hard limits when it comes to scening with submissives—no kissing, no penetration. Both lead to unwanted emotions and women attempting to take more than he’s willing to give.

Entrusted with the care of raising her younger sister is a responsibility Natalie Perez doesn’t take lightly. She focuses solely on her troubled ward, putting aside her own desires even when confronted with the temptation Jordan promises—fulfilling her fantasies to be bound and worshiped upon an old church’s altar.

Secretly snapping a photo ends in a confrontation that arouses Natalie to the point of turmoil—and Jordan past the point of caring about limits. He’s determined to give Natalie the release she needs, but her obligation threatens to rip apart his plans for more than their agreed upon one night.

Will Natalie’s selfless dedication to her sister be the key to bind her and Jordan together or the fault that tears them apart

​PURCHASE LINKS:

Amazon Universal: http://mybook.to/BINDMESIR

B&N: https://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/books/1132958903

Kobo: https://www.kobo.com/us/en/ebook/bind-me-sir

iTunes: https://books.apple.com/us/book/bind-me-sir/id1477095020

Smashwords: https://www.smashwords.com/books/view/953733

Books2Read Universal: https://books2read.com/bindmesirbow1

GOODREADS LINKS: https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/47870665-bind-me-sir

*****

EXCERPT:

A flick of the lights flooded the room in brightness, and I blinked until he dimmed them enough I could glance around the church’s interior. It appeared the same as the first time I’d trespassed—dark and seductive, the excitement of the unknown heightening my pulse and breath.

Jordan released my hand, and I clutched my arms around my middle as he flipped the switch on a lone electric candle in the front window.

“To let others know the church is occupied,” he explained once he turned to find my brow furrowed in question. He took his time lighting candles around the room, and eventually flicked off the dimmed overhead lights and stood before me.

A shudder rippled over me at the look in his eyes, a darker blue, like the sky at twilight, full of unknown, lurking shadows. He stared at my lips and tugged me close. I dropped my arms to my sides, unsure of what to do but trusting him to tell me.

“We need to talk about a few things first, okay, love?”

The pet name, the accent in his low tone, nearly buckled my knees. I managed a nod, swallowing against the dryness in my throat as I stared at his lips.

“Do you have any experience in this lifestyle?”

I shook my head.

“Are you a virgin?”

Heat flooded my cheeks, and even though I’d only experienced sex a handful of times, I’d never enjoyed it as the women in the eBooks Lily insisted I read. I shook my head once more, too embarrassed to admit the truth of my lackluster sex life.

“Do you know what a safeword is?” he continued with the questioning, and my face heated even more at memories of the last book I’d devoured the evening before.

“Like traffic lights?” I whispered.

A twinkle lit in his eyes. “Yes. Tell me what each color means.”

“Green means go.” I swallowed. “Yellow is slow down, I need to think. Red means stop.”

He nodded. “You’re in control, Natalie. I will learn your body, your tells, but you decide what will or won’t happen tonight, okay, love?”

He would learn my body…

God, yes.

I nodded.

“Tell me—” Jordan turned me to face the room, his hands on my waist as he pressed against my back, his chin on my shoulder “—what part of this room excites you the most?”

Gulping, I glanced at the altar. “Everything,” I whispered rather than admit to the truth.

“Instruments of pain?”

The rack of items including a crop and flogger snagged my attention, but I wasn’t sure about pain other than the idea of his hand prints on my backside.

“The cross?”

I eyed the St. Andrew’s cross, flinching at the memory of a woman I’d read about being strapped to such a contraption, angry red marks across her thighs and lower back.

“The bed?”

Rings on the sturdy posts drew my focus, and I licked my lower lip.

“The altar?”

My breath caught, nipples aching as I studied the table meant for worshiping God and the ungodly images flashing in my head of being tied down—open and unable to move. Bound for a dominant’s pleasure—Jordan’s pleasure.

“Mmm.” His hot breath caressed my ear. “You do want to be strapped down to the altar, don’t you?”

I jerked my head in agreement, a million butterflies fluttering my stomach.

Jordan steered me closer with his hands on my hips, stopping me right in front of the padded altar. Coils of rope sat atop it, and I gulped at the thought of abrasions on my wrists and ankles—not that I had any intention of fighting whatever he wished to do to me.

“Tell me what you want, Natalie,” he said, his breath once again hot against my ear.

Dare I? I hesitated, embarrassed to admit what I’d fantasized about. My gaze flitted to the bed once more and the lengths of black silk draped over the bed’s foot.

“Answer me.”

I jerked my focus back on the altar and flicked my tongue out to moisten my lips. “Bind me, Sir.”

© Lynn Burke 2018

*****

ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

Website: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Author-Lynn-Burke-555282497937461/

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Coming Soon – Eyes Wide Open #menage #threesome #bdsm #romance

Hi folks,

I’m delighted to announce that my MMF BDSM erotic romance novel, Eyes Wide Open, has had a new lick of paint and a revamp! I will be republishing this updated and re-edited book on 12th September, and it’s available for pre-order at most retailers now (still waiting for some retailers to get it live!).

Here’s what it’s all about:

A chance meeting opens Fiona’s eyes to some very sexy possibilities.

Recent graduate Fiona Gillespie is stuck working in a grimy pub in London’s East End, and living in a horrid flat. It’s only while she figures out what she wants to do career-wise, but that’s easier said than done.

When she sees an advertisement for a job at a plush Mayfair hotel, she jumps at the chance. Determination and a spot of luck land Fiona her dream role—and it comes with accommodation included.

Her job and living situation sorted, things are on the up. Unfortunately, her personal life is lacklustre. It doesn’t bother her, though—not until she meets businessmen James and Logan, and her head is well and truly turned.

When a misunderstanding leads Fiona to James and Logan’s sumptuous top-floor hotel suite, she has no idea what she’s about to uncover. Her imagination runs wild, but not wild enough to get to the truth—James and Logan are a couple, and they’re into some seriously intriguing activities.

Fascinated, she launches herself into a whole new world with the two men. But is this just physical, or is their arrangement set to become something more?

Pre-order yours now:
Amazon UK
Amazon US
Amazon AU
Amazon CA
Barnes & Noble (waiting)
Eden Books
Google Books (waiting)
iBooks UK
iBooks US
Kobo
Smashwords

Happy Reading!

Lucy x

Domination (Surrender #2) by Tina Donahue (@tinadonahue) #giveaway

DominationBlurb:

Three dominant men will rock her world…

Surrender might be a wanton Malibu club, but it’s hardly fun and games for Jacquie. As the owner’s assistant, she’s all work and no play. That changes when three bad boy rockers scout the lifestyle club as a provocative idea for their new album.

As the frontman for Dominant Men, Max is lusciously male and unqualified alpha, eagerly playing Dom to a willing sub. Backup singer and lyricist Andy is more laid back. However, his wild, reddish locks hint at the fire within, which he proves in bed. Entertainment reporters have dubbed composer Devlin ‘the blond devil’. To him, vanilla sex is for when you’re too old to make the effort. The more daring the play, including BDSM, the faster he’s onboard.

Ready to live, Jacquie offers to be their carnal guide through Surrender, willingly delivering herself to these sexy beasts for an adventure like no other.

This is book two in the Surrender series but can be enjoyed as a standalone

Publisher’s Note: This steamy, contemporary, reverse harem romance is intended for adults only. It contains elements of sensual scenes, power exchange, and adult language. If any of these offend you, please do not purchase.

Available from: Blushing Books | Amazon UK | Amazon US

*****

Excerpt:

“Guess I was wrong about you guys and what you’d like.” Her words proved steady despite her still-racing heart. “If you don’t want to—”

“Hold on.” Max shot to his feet, followed by Devlin and Andy. “I—we—didn’t say that. It’s just—”

“What?” She advanced.

No one else budged or seemed to breathe.

She wasn’t doing too well on that front either. Upon reaching Max, she cupped his face. Heat barreled through her at his bristly cheeks and size, lean yet muscular, male to the nth degree. Her mouth watered and her heart yearned. She stroked his bottom lip.

He inhaled sharply, his lids fluttering.

So he wasn’t immune to her charms.

Thrilled, she nestled closer, her boobs to his pecs, thighs joined, pussy snug against his rigid cock. Crazy good and reassuring. Nothing on this planet could match him wanting her, except the others doing the same. Feeling playful, she stroked his neck. “You don’t like this? Or this?” She fitted her mouth to his.

He froze.

She speared her tongue between his lips.

A growl erupted from him, quivering his chest.

Her nipples peaked. She pushed closer.

So did he, wrapping his arm around her, one hand smack on her ass, the other on her throat, lifting her face to his.

Taking charge.

Yes, yes, yes! Lost in his male power, she melted against him and suckled his tongue, enjoying his fresh taste, his youth and good health evident.

A more primitive sound burst from him, his embrace intensifying, verifying his need. He pushed her tongue from his mouth and filled hers instead, his desire keeping her from making a sound.

Their kiss turned savage, the kind new lovers indulge in. Yet, an unexpected familiarity made their passion comfortable and safe as if they were also friends.

She’d like that, but wouldn’t push. This was about having fun.

Nerve endings fired, her skin tingling. Time stopped and the world drifted away, only their pleasure registering, his fragrance filling her, his strength encouraging her to submit.

She allowed him to enjoy her as she did the same to him. But she still had Andy and Devlin to consider. Neglecting them wasn’t something she could do.

With more will than Jacquie knew she owned, she pulled her mouth from Max’s.

His lips were damp from her. He panted.

So did she. Leaving him was the hardest thing she’d ever do, but she eased back.

A frown touched his dark eyes.

She cradled his cheek. “That’s only the beginning.”

Devlin caught her wrist, lust hardening his features. “You and I haven’t even begun.” He gathered her to him.

Resisting wasn’t something she could manage.

They fit perfectly. Woman to man. Dom to sub.

He cupped her ass and pulled her against his erect dick, his smile coarse, a male animal in his prime, knowing what a female not only wanted but required.

Never had she imagined a moment like this. Breathing wasn’t possible, thinking hopeless. A pulse beat deep within her pussy, her sex wanting more.

Unable to deny herself, she slipped her arms around his shoulders and parted her lips.

He filled her quickly and well, his tongue plunging as deep as possible, demanding everything she had to give.

Nothing else would do.

They ground against each other, replicating a hard fuck, their hearts beating as one, their heat melding.

He held her tighter, imprisoning her for his desire, a glutton who’d take what he could… while also thrilling her.

The room dipped and swayed, her dizziness increasing. She held onto him, requiring his big body to keep on her feet.

He angled his mouth for greater penetration, his kiss bruising and insatiable, his taste different from Max’s but as fine.

Precisely what she required. Limp yet edgy, she seesawed between the two feelings until her lungs burned. Needing air and to tend to Andy, she tore her mouth free.

Devlin rested his forehead against hers and breathed hard.

Lucky him. She had trouble sucking in any air.

Lightheaded as hell, she staggered from him to Andy. “Hey.”

His smile lit up his face. He stroked her arms. “Hi.”

“We’re talking too much.” She claimed his mouth.

He moaned and eased her close, more romantic than the others, but his hold on her as firm. He wasn’t about to let her go.

Nor would she do so to him. She slipped her arms around his torso and breathed him in, like the love song he penned.

Beer scented his breath. He tasted minty, possibly from toothpaste, his clean fragrance and tenderness undoing her.

His kiss explored rather than demanded, its power as great as Max’s and Devlin’s more commanding ways. She needed both sides of a man, giving and dominant. Andy provided the perfect mixture. The others would too.

Something coiled within her, excitement building, pleasure hardening her nipples and constricting her pussy, heat settling there, creating a dull ache only a man could relieve.

She snuggled closer, drawn to Andy’s hard body, as sinewy as the others’.

He used her mouth well, his desire mounting and growing wild, their kiss rough and greedy, his hand on her breast, hers on his tight ass.

Too much and not enough, the contradiction overwhelming, depleting her strength.

She sagged against him, unable to support her weight.

He finished their kiss and stroked her back, her face to his neck. She licked it.

His chuckle rumbled in his chest. “You good?”

“Mmm.”

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About Tina:

Tina is an Amazon and international bestselling novelist who writes romance for every taste – ‘heat with heart’ – for traditional publishers and indie. Booklist, Publisher’s Weekly, Romantic Times and numerous online sites have praised her work. Three of her erotic novels were Readers’ Choice Award winners. Another three were named finalists in the EPIC competition. One of her erotic contemporary romances was chosen Book of the Year at the French review site Blue Moon reviews. The Golden Nib Award at Miz Love Loves Books was created specifically for one of her erotic romances. Two of her titles received an Award of Merit in the RWA Holt Medallion competition. Another two won second place in the NEC RWA contest (different years). Tina is featured in the Novel & Short Story Writer’s Market. Before penning romances, she worked at a major Hollywood production company in Story Direction.

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