Eden/Eve: Adding another prize to the pot to celebrate the release of Karen’s NOTORIOUS, out now from Samhain Publishing!
Take a look at the June 28th post to read a blurb and excerpt, and see Prize #1!
Today’s prize is up for grabs! Prize #2 is a copy of any one of my Samhain e-books! (print copies of the Wasteland series are excluded). You can take a look at my Samhain page HERE.
To enter to win Prize #2, just comment here, letting me know what your favorite erotic genres are and why.
Stay tuned as more prizes are added before the week is out! All winners will be announced next Tuesday, July 5th!
Archive for June, 2011
Eden/Eve: Adding another prize to the pot to celebrate the release of Karen’s NOTORIOUS, out now from Samhain Publishing!
Eden/Eve: Karen is away at the RWA National’s Conference in New York, so I’m here to pimp her awesome new release, NOTORIOUS, out today from Samhain Publishing!
This is one HOT bit of luscious smut, our darling Smutkedettes-let’s take a peek:
Loving her is easy. Proving to himself he deserves her? Baby steps…
Playing with Fire, Book 4
King of one-night stands, all-around man whore, that’s Eric. And you know what? He doesn’t give a rip. After being dumped by the two people who mattered most to him, numbing himself with alcohol and anonymous sex was the easiest thing to do. Men, women, they’re all the same to him. Feelings, caring, it all just gets in the way.
Then he meets Stacy. Sweet, beautiful, a delicate combination of shy and forceful, she’s unlike anyone he’s ever known. She sees right through his façade and makes him face his ugly truths, brutal reminders he doesn’t deserve her. He wants her like no one else—and it scares him out of his mind.
Stacy can’t help herself, she’s attracted to gorgeous, sexy, hurting Eric. There’s more to him than meets the eye—even though what’s meeting her eye right now is a complete mess. Broken hearts will do that to the strongest man—she should know. If she can get him to forgive—especially himself—maybe things could work out between them. But first, she can’t let him get away.
Warning: Two vulnerable people become lovers—and all sorts of confusion ensues. As well as a healthy dose of naughty, delicious sex mixed with a hint of m/m action thrown in.
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I don’t want it.” Stacy shoved at Eric’s chest, and he released his hold on her hand. Watched helplessly as she turned on her heel and strode away from him, toward the gold Altima just up the street.
He followed after her. No way was he going to let her leave, not tonight. “Why not?” he called after her.
“Because it’s full of expectations and bullshit that I don’t want to deal with,” she answered from over her shoulder.
She wouldn’t even turn to face him. Not that the view from behind was bad. She wore black pants that stretched across her ass and the sight of her ass made his mouth water. Her shirt was made of a skimpy sparkly fabric. He could see the tank top she wore beneath it, and he itched to touch her again. Slip his hand underneath those shirts and feel her skin warm beneath his fingertips.
He wanted her with an intensity that scared the shit out of him. And tonight, sober and without any sort of defenses up, he wanted to experience it. Experience her.
Just once. Just to say he had.
Eric frowned. That wasn’t true. He’d let her have him for as long as she wanted him. Which right now, didn’t look to be for very long at all.
She hit the keyless remote she pulled out of her purse and a beep sounded, the car lights flashed. She rounded the front of the car, her hand reaching for the handle and he was on her. Pressed her against the side of the car, her back nestled to his front. She struggled against him.
“Let go of me,” she yelled.
“Hell, no.” He pushed her harder against the car, his groin nudging against her ass. She felt amazing. Smelled even better and he breathed deep, buried his face in her hair. “I need you to listen to me, Stace.”
“Stop calling me that.” She struggled some more but he swore she weakened just the slightest bit.
“Calling you what? Stace? You don’t like my nickname for you?” He nuzzled the side of her head, his lips brushing against the soft skin of her forehead and his cock hardened.
“I hate it.” She went limp in his arms, her head falling forward to press against the top of the car. “I hate you.” Her voice was weak, she felt suddenly fragile in his arms and guilt assuaged him.
But he couldn’t stop. Couldn’t let her go until he pleaded his final case.
“You don’t hate me.” He spun her around by the waist so she faced him and she glared up at him. Her expression was one of mass confusion. “You can’t hate me no matter how much you try.”
“You are so arrogant.”
“I’m telling the truth and you know it.” He cupped her face, his thumb skittering across her cheek, along her lips. “Can’t you feel it?”
“Feel what?” She knew exactly what he was talking about, he knew it.
“The connection.” With the subtlest of movements he thrust his hips against her. Let her feel exactly what she did to him. “Between us.” He was only repeating the words she said last night.
“Eric.” She rested her curled fists on his chest and hit him once. Then again, lighter this time. “I want you to leave.”
“No you don’t.” He traced the outline of her lips, then drew his finger along the seam. Her lips parted, and he dipped his finger just inside. Felt the warm dampness of her mouth and his cock surged against the fly of his jeans. “Let’s go back to your place and hang out, Stace. What do you say?”
Before she could answer, his hand fell away from her mouth and he kissed her. Gently, sweetly, most likely the sweetest kiss he’d ever given another person ever. He wasn’t forceful, he wasn’t passionate and crazed and full of lust like he wanted to be.
This was going to be a slow and steady seduction. It would have to be, what with how jumpy she was.
“I should say no,” she whispered when he broke the kiss.
He smiled, knew he had her. “Then I’ll keep kissing you out here in this very public place until you finally say yes.”
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Karen is GIVING away a copy of any one of her Playing With Fire series, either TANGLED or FORBIDDEN.(winner’s choice).
To enter: just visit Karen’s website and go to her Books page, then post here with the titles of any two of her other books-the two that look the most interesting to you. That’s it! We’ll announce the winner next Tuesday, July 5th so you have all week to enter!
*AND* we’ll be adding new prizes all week, so be sure to check back every day!
For those of you who enjoy the Smutketeers costumed photo shoots, or the ones we wear to the parties at the yearly RT Convention, we have a very special treat for you! Sara Faire made the sleeves R.G. and I used on our Faery Ball costumes this year, and Karen also wore them at our annual photo shoot. Sara’s work is absolutely amazing! The sleeves were, I’m sure, a very simple task for her, but they were exactly what we needed.
We wanted to share Sara’s amazing talents with you-and a little about Sara. She says:
“I’m a 30 year old single mom in Texas, I LOVE Halloween and anime, and I work on my pieces out of my home. I have tentative plans to start an annual masquerade in my town within the next 3 years, and my favorite things to make are of that nature.”
We’re very excited about the idea of a masquerade ball, and she promises to keep me informed! I’m such a costume geek, and I’m turning the other Smutketeers into costume geeks, too-All For Smut and…All For Costumes, too!
Isn’t her work gorgeous? She custom-made the sleeves for us (the original piece was a long sleeved chemise), and I believe she can make almost anything-her craftsmanship is superb! We just wanted to show our appreciation and admiration by showcasing her beautiful costume artistry here today. Hope you all enjoy it!
All For Smut, and Smut For All!
Okay peeps, without further ado, here’s the winner of up to $15 worthy of delicious-smelling goods at Pixxie Pie & Posie!
#36 was chosen and that is:
You lucky duck, you! Email me at karen.e.erickson @ gmail.com (minus spaces) and we’ll get you started.
Thanks everyone for stopping by and leaving a comment! Loved reading each and every one of them. You guys are all awesome. I mean it. *smooches*
My first historical novella (and first in the Merry Widows series), Lessons In Indiscretion is now available!
Widowed Lady Julia Renwick is still young enough to crave a man’s touch; but she’s too old to think that the Earl of Bedingfield could see her as anything more than a family friend. Garrett Walker is handsome, charming and only 26 years old—the perfect catch for any one of this year’s debutantes.
Garrett has no interest in the maidens vying for his attentions. He wants only Julia. With just two weeks left in the season, he makes a bold move by asking her to dance. When she counters with a shocking request of her own, Garrett eagerly agrees.
Soon, they are stealing away for passionate encounters at every society event they attend. Garrett introduces Julia to excitements she never knew existed, and her newfound confidence quickly attracts other eligible men. It’s not long before Garrett realizes he must find a way to keep the lady all to himself…
In celebration of Lessons releasing today, I’m having a special contest here on the Smutketeer blog. You see, I just discovered the most amazing little shop on Etsy. Pixxie Pie & Posie has the most amazing stuff EVER. Seriously. I ordered a few things (for myself and a gift basket the Smutketeers are giving away for the Authors After Dark conference) and they all smell sooo good! Especially my La Petite Morte lotion.
So. I want to offer one of you a chance to experience the deliciousness that is Pixxie Pie & Posie. I will choose one lucky commenter as my winner. My lovely winner will then choose up to $15 worth of items from the Pixxie Pie & Posie shop and I will have the items shipped. Might I suggest the wondrously whipped body butter? At only $11.75 it’s a great size.
Leave a comment for a chance to win! Tell me what you’re doing this week, tell me a favorite scent, tell me if you love historicals, tell me if you’re cranky…tell me anything! Just leave a comment. Winner will be chosen and announced here on Thursday, June 23rd. (will ship to US and Canada only) Good luck!
Psst, a reminder: In celebration of my first historical romance release, I’ve been having a big contest over on my blog. All the details are here. The grand prize? I’m giving away a KINDLE. And I’ve extended the contest through June 24th so if you haven’t entered yet, what are you waiting for? Check out my contest now!
Have you see the Lessons in Indiscretion book trailer? Created by the uber talented Sam Saturday? Check it out!
Eden/Eve: Our friend and author Gemma Halliday is here today with something a little different. Gemma and I were critique partners from way back when we were both getting started. At the time we thought we were going to write for Silhouette Desire-totally the wrong thing for both of us! We ended up going in very different directions. I ended up here-yaknow, in Smutville-and she ended up writing chick lit mystery. Her High Heels series and her Hollywood Headlines series are hysterical! Now she’s also writing suspense and YA, but no matter the genre she is always an amazing author, and one of the nicest people we know, so give her a nice, smutty welcome!
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A huge thank you to the Smutketeers for hosting me today! I’ve been a fan of their books for years, so I’m excited to be an honorary Smutketeer for a day.
My latest release, Hollywood Confessions, explores the sexy, scandalous, and sensational world of Hollywood through the eyes of tabloid reporter, Allie Quick. Allie has high aspirations – much higher than reporting on the latest celebrity gossip for the L.A. Informer, Hollywood’s most notorious tabloid. But if she’s going to join the ranks of the real reporters, she’s going to need a headline worthy story under her belt. Luckily, she gets just that when the producer of the trashiest reality shows on TV winds up murdered, and Allie convinces her editor, Felix Dunn, that this story has her name written all over it. Between an aging dance-off judge, a family with sextuplets and triplets, and the star of a little person dating show, Allie has no shortage of reality stars to question. But when she finds herself falling for her prime suspect, Allie’s relationship with her editor is suddenly on the rocks, and her life is in danger. This is one deadline Allie can’t afford to miss!
I will admit that there was one thing I was a little nervous about when coming to guest here: Is my book smutty enough?
On a sex scale, I am way below the steam level of the writers here. They’re a fabulously smutty 10… I’m a 3. I mean, I don’t even have one little ménage in the book at all. I’m practically a smut virgin.
So, I’ve wracked my little brain trying to come up with some smutty stuff from my book to justify my blogging among the ranks of these ladies. Here’s what I’ve come up with…
1) Reality TV .
Snookie anyone? That’s pretty damned smutty. Or slutty? Same diff?
2) One night stands.
My heroine has had at least one that she’ll admit to in the past. And possibly might fall into one again. Or two. Hey, a girl can only resist a hot guy (or two) for so long, right?
3) Secret Affairs.
Even when it’s a M/F, one-on-one, an affair always has a certain amount of smut-ness attached, right?
And, while it’s not technically “smutty”, it’s certainly very naughty…
I may be a smut virgin, but I do regularly kill people. Fictional people. Mostly ones who deserve it. Sometimes even named after some certain ex-boyfriends of mine.
So, hopefully I’ve earned my Smutketeer rights for the day, because those are the smuttiest examples of my writing I can come up with. How about you? What’s your best example of why you deserve a fabulously high Smutketeer rating? Leave your answer in the comments below and you’ll be entered to win a Hollywood Confessions Beach Tote! Perfect for taking your paper books or ereader on the go this summer in style. ;)
And I get to share it!
Pleasure’s Edge, Eve Berlin’s Berkley Heat book has not only finaled in Bookseller’s Best awards, but she just got the call today that she won the Holt Medallion Award for Best Erotic Romance!! WOOHOO!!
Also…I used this book to spank one of my characters in Three Sinful Wishes hee hee…so it’s extra special. :)
And it’s on sale right now at Amazon in case you haven’t read it!
For beautiful erotica author Dylan Ivory, being in control is everything. Then she meets the man who is everything she is not…and everything she wants.
Alec Walker writes dark psychological thrillers-and he lives for thrills. His tastes extend into the bedroom as well, where he lets no rules bind his desires. The only thing he fears is true love…
While researching a book, Dylan interviews Alec-and longs to taste the temptation he offers. But he’s a self-proclaimed dominant and she refuses to surrender control. Slowly, Alec shows her that by letting go and submitting to his every desire she can experience the ultimate pleasure. But to keep the woman who for the first time brings him to his knees, can Alec take the ultimate risk and surrender his heart?
ALL FOR SMUT AND SMUT FOR ALL!!
Today is the day! I’m announcing the winner of the Kindle 3G for my 3x3x3 contest, celebrating the release of Three Sinful Wishes! Its been a wonderful 3 weeks-so many of you stuck with me through all those silly facebook questions AND the 3 blog posts. A handful of you never missed a single thread-which I appreciate more than you could know. I wish I could pick more than one winner…maybe next book release :)
Without any more waiting around, the winner of the Kindle 3G is…
Email me at firstname.lastname@example.org and let me know where to send your prize. YAY!!! Congratulations to JoAnna, and to all the contest winners of the 3x3x3 contest! May all your wishes come true.
Our 3 winners for $10 Amazon gift cards are
Thank you so much for celebrating my release day-send me an email at email@example.com for your prize!
Three Sinful Wishes is out today!
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When Dani, Bailey and Kaya get together for an unusual girls night, they wish on a shower of falling stars and soon find their most erotic dreams coming true.
In Sinful Desires, magic is in the air when a mysterious stranger and one wild night of passion help Dani Harris admit her feelings for her longtime friend Liam, who has been in love with her for years.
Sinful Sensations follows the story of Bailey Wagner, who intends to stick to her five-year plan while she waits for Mr. Right. But when her sexy new boss convinces her to let loose with him–and a few of his friends–what begins as a kinky work break turns out to be a dream come true.
Fortune-teller by day and waitress by night, Kaya Honahni is too busy running from the expectations of her traditional Hopi family to search for romance, but in Sinful Pleasures, it finds her–times two. Despite her best efforts, Kaya can’t deny her attraction to Jace, or to his secretive best friend. And considering the way they respond to her, she won’t have to…
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Then we of the flowers of the earth come forth
to receive a long life of joy
We call ourselves the Butterfly Maidens
-Hopi Song of Creation
If she’s honest, every woman will admit she’s had at least one moment when she realized she might have made a hasty decision regarding a man. Either she picked the wrong one because he appeared magnetic and exciting, quickly learning she’d made a dangerous mistake . . . or she became the sexless buddy of the guy she later discovered had all the makings of Mr. Right.
In her case, Dani was two for two.
Only she hadn’t figured out her second miscalculation until early that morning. In the shower. With the disappearing spider.
When she first saw it she was too shocked to react. It was huge. Beautiful. Not a word she would normally associate with a spider, but this wasn’t like any other she’d ever seen. The designs on its body were geometrically perfect. White and blue angled lines formed a maze, a labyrinth that was so hypnotic, so stunning, that for a moment she wished she had a camera.
The next moment she remembered why she didn’t. Because she was in the shower. Unarmed. Naked. And that beautiful spider could be poisonous.
She’d like to think any other woman in her situation would have screamed as loudly as she did then, but she had her doubts.
She barely registered the sound of stomping feet up the stairs, the slam of the bathroom door as it bounced off the wall. When your life was in arachnid-induced jeopardy, everything else seemed unimportant.
Her coral-colored shower curtain was ripped open so ferociously it tore, leaving a large chunk of its vinyl body dangling from the fist of her savior.
“Spider!” Dani closed her eyes and pointed, not needing to look to know who’d come barreling in. Her roommate Liam. Her best friend. And right now her only chance of not dying a painful, ridiculous shower death that she would be embarrassed to talk about at dinner parties.
A thickly muscled arm wrapped around her waist, pulling her out of the tub and against him as he ducked his head inside the stall to face her attacker.
Dani’s eyes were squeezed tight as she waited for the sounds of the inevitable battle. But there were none. A minute passed. Another. The cooler air from the open doorway made her shiver.
She heard the strange note in his voice and felt like an idiot. A stereotypical female idiot. She just hadn’t been expecting it. It was so . . . large. Hairy.
The spider. She was talking about the spider. Not the body pressed against hers.
“Is it gone? Did you kill it?” “I don’t know. Do you still see it?” Dani’s brow furrowed and she opened her eyes. The spider, the one that had been impossible to miss, that was the size of her old dog Bitsy, was gone. “What do you mean, do I still see it? Of course I don’t. It’s gone. Where did it go?”
She looked up at Liam and felt her breath catch. Several sensations registered at once. He smelled like heated, spicy man and coffee. She inhaled deeply. She couldn’t help herself. Had he always smelled this good?
His blond waves were tousled, just-rolled-out-of-bed tousled. Heavy-lidded eyes and a jaw shadowed with stubble confirmed her theory that he hadn’t been up long. It was criminally unfair that the man could look so good this early in the morning.
Her nipples hardened, with cold or awareness, poking into his side. His shirtless, warm-skinned side. He was wearing half- buttoned jeans and nothing else. And she—she bit the inside of her cheek as her body instinctively shuddered, feeling the rasp of denim against the curve of her stomach—well, she was in that nightmare where you realized you were skin to bare skin with your best friend beneath the harsh fluorescent bathroom light.
Only it didn’t feel like a nightmare. More like a really good dream. One so good she didn’t want to move in case she woke up.
Then he spoke and the forced playfulness in his tone brought reality crashing back in. “I had a sex dream that started out just like this.”
Dani attempted to pull away, but his arm around her waist was surprisingly strong. Who knew Liam’s forearm was that muscular? And since when did she think forearms were sexy?
She tried to chuckle but stopped when it came out sounding breathless. Needy. “Only instead of your roommate, you discovered Anna Paquin in my shower, hot and bothered and in need of a back scrub. Yeah, yeah I’ve heard that one before.”
“This time it was you and Anna. See? Not quite so predictable now, am I? Although, I will admit, even in my most distracting dreams I’d never fall for the spider gag.”
“The spider gag?” Dani still wasn’t looking at him. Instead she was subtly trying to extricate herself and get to a towel in the linen closet—or failing that, at least press a little less of her wet, naked skin against his.
All her squirming only seemed to make things worse, her breasts dragging along his side, the fabric of his jeans scraping her flesh, causing her insides to quiver. God, he felt as good as he smelled. “What spider gag?”
Liam’s voice was noticeably rougher and his grip on her tightened even more, holding her still. “ This gag. There was no spider, Dani. Admit it.”
“Admit what? Of course there . . . was . . . a spider . . .” Her gaze leapt up to meet his at that ludicrous statement and she promptly lost her train of thought. Why on earth would she pretend to have a spider in her shower? But her voice trailed off, running away with the last of her useable brain cells at the way he was looking at her. “Why are you looking at me like that?”
His glasses were off. In three years of knowing him, she’d rarely seen him without them. This close, without those sensible wire frames to distract her, she noticed how intensely blue his eyes were. Not dark blue, like hers. Perfect sky blue. Cornflower blue. Drown inside them and never want to escape blue. And those lashes.
Who was this delicious stranger and what had he done with her best friend?
Breathe, Dani. This was the guy who saw her every day with no makeup on, wearing sweatpants and fuzzy socks. The guy who made the most elaborate, decadently fattening midnight snacks for their science fiction movie marathons. The one she shared every secret with. Who’d helped her survive her real nightmare.
This was not a man she was allowed to have the hots for.
That line of reasoning had always worked in the past, but for some reason, her lack of clothing and the commanding look in his darkening gaze had stolen her logic. Suddenly, and maybe for the first time since they’d become friends, she let herself really see him. As a man. A man who was looking at her like he’d eat her for breakfast.
And she wouldn’t mind at all.
Liam pivoted on his bare feet and pressed her back against the cool tile wall. He leaned over to turn off the water, keeping her pinned with his piercing blue stare.
She covered her breasts. Or tried to anyway. Her tongue came out to lick her lips, and she swallowed past the lump of embarrassment in her throat, wishing she’d worn her swimsuit into the shower. Liam had seen her in her swimsuit. It concealed and slimmed and crammed every overly ample curve into a neat streamlined package. Now she was just, well, hanging out.
Liam stood, his six foot four frame towering over her, the fine hair on his chest a darker gold than the hair on his head, making her fingers itch to touch it. Making her regret that more of him wasn’t showing.
This wasn’t good. She swallowed again. “I need a towel.” Or a sheet. Or a magical ring that made her invisible and wiped his memory of this whole humiliating incident.
He shook his head, making a tsking sound, which instantly riveted her to his full lower lip. “Loosen up, Shortbread. What’s a little naked imaginary spider-killing between friends?”
She gritted her teeth, keeping her breathing shallow as he leaned in closer. The logical side of her brain was wondering why she wasn’t whacking him on the head and making a run for it. The completely irrational hormonal side was wondering why she wasn’t dragging him back to her room.
“It wasn’t imaginary.” Neither was Liam’s jean-clad leg pressed between her thighs. She gasped. “It wasn’t.”
He bent his head, his lips a breath away from hers. Was this happening? It seemed so surreal. Was she actually considering kissing him? Longing for it?
“Is this imaginary?” Liam’s words mirrored her own disbelief, but instead of backing away, he moved that one inch closer, brushing his lips against hers.
Holy shit. Holy shit. Holy— Dani moaned, melting into it, the warmth of his breath, the tingling sensation that spread through her limbs at the first touch of his mouth on hers.
There was no longer any thought in her head about why this was wrong. Why this would ruin everything. All her awareness, all her senses, were focused on the lips that were silently asking a question they already knew the answer to.
At her reaction, the kiss changed. Where first it was a gentle and hesitant featherlight brushing of his lips against hers, it quickly turned carnal.
Liam changed, as well. This wasn’t the embrace of a friend. It was a rough and raw seduction of her senses. An all-out assault. His thigh pressed up, high and hard against her sensitive sex, his hands prying hers from her breasts and holding them up against the wall beside her head.
God, she was close to coming already, just from this. From his masterful touch. She was melting from it. She wouldn’t be surprised if the water still dripping down her body sizzled from the heat inside her. She couldn’t stop her body’s reaction as it searched desperately for the release she’d denied it for so long. The contact that no fantasy could ever come close to. Her hips began to rock against his leg, her arousal dampening the denim, making Liam growl in approval.
He pressed his chest to her breasts, his big frame shuddering at the contact. Did he feel what she did? The jolt of electricity? The intensity of it?
His hands slid down her arms, lifting them above her head and then leaving them suspended as he caressed her shoulders, the sides of her breasts, down to her hips. His shaky groan against her mouth had her arching into his hands, against him, her hips rocking faster now. Imagining it was the impressive erection she could feel straining against the fly of his jeans inside her. Faster. So close. She needed this more than she needed to breathe. Needed him. She couldn’t hold back anymore, and she didn’t want to.
She tore her mouth from his and cried out, overwhelmed by sensation, and he was there. His grip tightened as he helped her ride out the storm of the climax that had hit her with the force of a hurricane.
Her body trembled so hard her teeth were chattering. Had she ever come like this? This quickly?
Liam. Oh God. She’d just done that with Liam. To Liam. In front of— “Fuck, Dani.” His guttural voice was thick with need, making her realize he was still lost in it. Still hard and wanting. Still pressed up against her naked body.
She whimpered, afraid to look at him while she was still shaking from the aftershocks. She’d lost it. Just used her best friend as her own personal sex toy. Today of all days. What had she been thinking?
She hadn’t. She hadn’t been thinking at all. Her body had been the one in control. And it wanted more. Her mind, however, had returned with a vengeance. And it was screaming louder than she had when she’d seen that damn spider.
Get out. Run. Now.
“Dani? What is it?” He sensed the new tension in her muscles. The stiffness as she let herself take in the embarrassing reality.
He pulled back to look at her, his hands going to her shoulders. He must not have liked the look on her face, because he swore beneath his breath. “Don’t do this.”
But she was already shaking her head, pushing away from him and reaching for the pajama top she’d tossed on the floor to hold against herself. Anything to cover up so he couldn’t see.
Too late. “I’m sorry, Liam. I don’t know why that— I’m sorry.” The image of him standing there, cheeks flushed and lips swollen, every muscle flexing as he forced himself to stay where he was, burned into her mind as she raced down the hall. Nothing harmless about that image.
How had she ever convinced herself Liam was harmless?
She closed the door to her bedroom and sagged against the wood weakly. Because she’d needed him to be. Needed his friendship. He was the only person she’d trusted. And until now, if asked, she would have said she loved him like the brother she’d never had.
Dani rolled her eyes. That man in there was nothing like a brother. Nothing like the Liam she thought she knew. But then, she hadn’t recognized herself either. The sex-starved shower nymph that took over her body and gave it so willingly to her best friend.
The only reason for her strange behavior she could come up with was the dreams. The last few weeks she’d been having very graphic, sexual dreams where a shadowy figure was doing all sorts of delectably dirty things to her. And sometimes her dream lover brought a friend along to add to her pleasure.
That had to be it. This morning’s aberration was a hormonal shot across the bow. Woman could not live by vibrator alone.
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And its already gotten some lovely reviews!
RT 4 stars “Enchanting and Wonderful”
The Smutty Kitty 5 out of 5 licks “This story was magical and inspiring. I hate to leave the characters behind.”
Romance Reviews Today “Wishing on a shooting star has never been more memorable—or more naughty—than in THREE SINFUL WISHES…not a book to be missed.”
Bookaholics Romance Book Club 4.5 stars “This book is a guaranteed winner… what shines through are the likeable characters and the hot love! …I really enjoyed reading them and look forward to more books by this author.”
It is release day, and I just wanted to remind you about my 3x3x3 CONTEST where I’ve shared excerpts and talked about this new release, as well as those coming up. Today is the last day to comment on all the posts and be entered to win the Kindle 3G, which I will give away tomorrow!! You have to post at least once in all the blogs related to this contest to enter!
I’d love for you to share news of my release today on FB and Twitter, and/or if you’ve read it , on Amazon or Barnes and Noble or good read reviews.Let me know where you’ve shared my release/given a review and I will give 3 people $10 Amazon gift card today!!
YAY!! *Release Day Dance* Hope you enjoy it!