Trick or Treat: @SJMaylee is here with her TOP TEN from IN THE BLIND

Happy Halloween!

No tricks but I do have a special treat for you today. Well, for me too, because one of my favorite writerly friends is here to share her new release. SJ and I met while sharing snippets during a weekly writing meme called Six Sentence Sunday. I remember SJ’s posts from this story and I cannot wait to read it now that it’s out in the world. I just downloaded it today! Yay!

SJ was nice enough to humor my request of a TOP TEN list. Take it away, SJ…

I’m thrilled to be here at Sandra’s place celebrating my new release, In the Blind. Also, Happy Halloween! Getting dressed up and snacking on the candy is a lot of fun, but I’m a total scaredy-cat. Rarely will you find me watching a scary movie. Being outside by myself after the sun goes down totally creeps me out. The whys I’ll save for another day, but now you’re probably wondering why I’d write a book that takes place in a pitch black club. Here’s the ten reasons I had to write In the Blind

  1. My muse wouldn’t take no for an answer. I love and despise that about her.
  2. I have a passion for BDSM, especially Dominance and submission which requires trust. My heroine certainly needed trust to walk into Club Blind.
  3. To prove I can push past what scares me to find a love that has no boundary.
  4. I may not like scary things, but the thrill of the unknown can be exhilarating.
  5. My heroine doesn’t like haunted houses, and even though she thinks of them as she’s starting her first visit to Club Blind, she knew she was in an erotic romance novella, not a horror novel. The goal of the end game included passion and multiple orgasms not gore.
  6. I wanted to explore different ways for couples to find passion and fall in love.
  7. Pushing past what scares you can make an experience all the more powerful.
  8. My hero needed a wakeup call. He thought he knew his direction in life, punishment for misdeeds. He was wrong and I set out to change everything, all I needed was the right woman.
  9. To prove that darkness doesn’t always have to be scary.
  10. To find out what the heart can see when the eyes are blind.

Thanks, SJ. I love the part about pushing past what scares you. Now, I really can’t wait to read it! Read on for more about the book, SJ Maylee, and an awesome giveaway!

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In the Blind by S.J. Maylee (Club Blind #1)

Genre: Erotic Romance with D/s

Length: Novella

Published: October 15, 2014

Publisher: Evernight Publishing

ISBN: 978-1-77233-066-3

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intheblind 500x333Blurb:

Jane thinks she’s ready to take the risks her business and love life desperately need. Rob’s still punishing himself for a broken relationship that wasn’t meant to last. When the pair let an opportunity pass them by, fate steps in and throws them back together.

An evening of pitch black unrestrained passion at Club Blind opens her eyes to life’s possibilities. Now, if they don’t fight past their personal demons, they might never truly discover what they need most. If they can open their hearts, it might lead them directly to each other where they can discover their truth. If not, they may forever stay in the blind.

 

Where you can find IN THE BLIND:

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S.J. MAYLEE Bio:

S.J. Maylee fell in love with storytelling at a young age and with it came a deep-seated desire for everyone to find their happily ever after. She’s finding the happy endings for her characters one steamy story at a time.

When she’s not reading or writing, you can find her caring for her garden, laughing with her two young sons, or dancing to her husband’s music. She’s a PMP (Project Management Professional), Nia instructor, and coffee addict.

As a writer she has a tendency to break hearts, but she always glues them back together.

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GIVEAWAY:

SJ’s giving away one $20 Amazon gift card and two swag packs (book covers, bookmark, pen, zipper pull, and handmade beaded keychain or purse charm with book cover charm). TO ENTER: answer the question on this blog post and then click on the rafflecopter. QUESTION: Many believe blindness can increase your other senses. What do you think it would be like to be in a pitch black club like Club Blind?

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Mid Week Halloween Tease: Everyone needs a Superman #MWTease

Hey now! We’re shaking up the tease Halloween-style today…

Thanks for joining me on this special edition of Mid Week Tease. I have a brand new, never before seen bonus excerpt for you from McAvery’s Bar! It’s a sneak-peek into my work in progress, Passion of Us.

In this scene, Miranda is suspicious of the sudden spike in sales for her gallery. An anonymous art collector has been buying up artwork and sending a sexy, spiky haired dude to pay and pick up the paintings. Miranda has a feeling she knows exactly who’s behind the sudden influx of cash to her failing business and she recruits Cheyenne’s help…

“I don’t get it. We’ve sold more art in the past month than we did the entire summer.” Miranda eyed the empty space where the latest sale was hung. She turned to Cheyenne. “Same guy picked it up?”

“Yup. The cute one with the spiky hair. I tried to get the deets out of him but he wouldn’t give anything up. He paid in cash. Said his boss is a collector. That’s it.”

“There’s got to be more to this.” Miranda shrugged.

Cheyenne’s gaze fell to the orange slip of paper on the desk. She considered throwing it away and never mentioning it to Miranda, but that wouldn’t be fair to her boss. She blew out a breath and pinched the flyer between her thumb and index finger. “There’s one thing. It may not mean anything, but this sorta fell out of his pocket when he carried the painting out the door.” The truth was the slip of color caught her eye while checking out his ass on his way out and she whisked it from his pants.

“Sorta fell out of his pocket?” Miranda arched an eyebrow as she pulled the flyer from Cheyenne’s fingers.

“With a little help.” Cheyenne winked.

Miranda’s body stiffened as her gaze landed on the advertisement. “McAvery’s Halloween Party,” She read. “Damn it. I knew it was too good to be true.” She pinched the bridge of her nose and handed the flyer back to Cheyenne.

“Hold on. It may just be a coincidence. Maybe someone’s handing these things out on the street. The bar’s only a few blocks away. Spiky could’ve shoved it in his pocket on the way over here.”

“Maybe, but I doubt it. This is exactly something Alex would do. In fact, he did do it before with Michelle’s portraits. Remember? I refused his help so he forcing it on me by making anonymous purchases. He’s a controlling ass.”

“I wouldn’t call him an ass exactly. It’s kinda sweet,” Cheyenne said.

Miranda rolled her eyes. “You need to go over there and check things out for me.”

“You’re not coming?”

“Alex will spot me in a second. Even in costume. Just stop in during happy hour and look for any signs of the paintings or your friend, Spiky. Look-“ Miranda pointed to the flyer. “-There’s flair bartender show. You’ll have fun.”

“Okay. You know I’ll do anything for you. But I need to stop home for my costume.”

****

Cheyenne drew a few cat whiskers on her cheeks with eyeliner before leaving the Greenwich Village apartment she shared with three friends. Her makeshift costume of a couple pieces of black felt glued to a headband, yoga pants and a black t-shirt paled in originality compared to the colorful array of people in costumes lined up on the sidewalk waiting for the famous Village parade. Cheyenne dodged zombies, vampires, dragons, a few drag queens dressed as Disney princesses, a damn good Obama look-alike walking with a spot-on Taylor Swift on her way back to SoHo. She loved Halloween in New York.

Rounding the corner onto Broome Street, her ears perked from the crowd’s chants coming from McAvery’s open windows. Cheyenne couldn’t make out what they were chanting over the music, whistles and whoops, but as soon as she pulled open the heavy oak door she knew the answer.

All eyes were directed to the bar where liquor bottles flew in the air and tumbled down to the skillful hands of the man she’d seen only hours before. The only difference was he now wore a red tablecloth with two ends tied around his neck and what looked to be masking tape in the design of the letter “K” on his shirt. His eyes flashed a vibrant blue as the crowd chanted. “Kale! Kale! Kale! Kale!”

Kale? Well, at least she had a name now, as weird as it was. Cheyenne nudged her way to the bar, never taking her eyes off him as he tossed bottles, cocktail shakers in the air. As soon as his gaze met hers, the only thing on her mind was making him her Superman tonight.

Is Bon Jovi’s Superman Tonight playing in your head now? Mine too!

Kale, McAvery’s new flair bartender, makes his debut in Passion of Us and he’ll have his own story in a novella later next year!

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Random thoughts about Random Acts of Selflessness #MondayBlogs

While doing a little research over the weekend (a/k/a writer’s procrastination), I came across an article about what women need from romance.

What do we need? The question has flabbergasted men for years.

Fancy dinners? Weekly flower deliveries at work? Expensive jewelry?

Nope. The answer, according to the article, is quite simple…

“It’s about giving; giving of yourself and your full attention to us in that moment. It’s a random act of selfless love with no reward expected.” ~ Pamela Morris, What Women Need from Romance

The quote resonated with me because it doesn’t only relate to romance. The same standard holds true in all relationships, doesn’t it?

Whether chatting with a family member, casual interaction with an acquaintance, polite words with a stranger, or a conversation with a trusted friend, sometimes we need to walk in someone else’s shoes to understand giving and selflessness.

Be kind, speak softly, be there and spread rainbows.

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Mid Week Tease: Boss Overboard Bon Voyage Tour #MWTease

It’s Mid Week Teasing Day and I have fun guest post for you!

But first I have to spill next week’s plans because my teasing friends and I are throwing a special Mid Week Halloween Tease! I’m working on a special “lost” scene from Colors of Us to share with you!

Exciting, right? 

Let’s turn our attention to my guest, Claire Gillian, and her new release: Boss Overboard from Evernight Publishing. This Bon Voyage Mid Week Tease is from Paul and Lydia’s first meeting. Ed is Lydia’s boss. In this opening scene, Lydia is already in a tizzy with Ed and in a hurry to challenge him about the secret shopping assignment. She has no patience for a stranger’s criticisms.  

The man heaved a loud sigh, and shaking his head turned back around.

Good gravy! She was arguing with a total stranger. Ed’s fault.

The line crawled forward until finally Mr. Holier-Than-Thou stepped forward to take his turn.

“What can I get started for you on this fine day, sir?” the barista asked in a syrupy voice.

The man turned slightly as if to make sure Lydia was listening. Of course she was. How could she not be? “What sort of flavorings you got?” he asked, and damned if he didn’t toss a half smile over his shoulder at her as if it were a grenade. He was deliberately trying to annoy her! What a jerk! He tapped on the glass display case containing the bakery treats. “And which one of these little pieces of heaven would you recommend? Oh, and one of my drinks will be a decaf cappuccino.”

Lydia’s fists clenched. She checked her watch. Five minutes until Ed arrived.

“Yes sir!” The barista rattled off the syrups as if by rote as well as a couple of the bakery items.

“Ok, well never mind on the flavorings. I’ll have a mocha, the decaf cappuccino, two blueberry muffins, no, make that three. Give the lady behind me a cranberry scone and a nonfat latte, venti sized. On me.” He tossed down a few bills then added, “Keep the change.”

Lydia’s jaw dropped. How could he possibly have known those were the two items she usually ordered? “Who are you?” she asked him, voice lowered to conspiratorial levels.

The man leaned down as if to tell her a secret, eyes scanning for interlopers. “You’re welcome,” he whispered. He straightened to his full height, stashed his wallet in his coat pocket and moved to the pick-up window, leaving Lydia gaping.

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Mid Week Tease: Sexy Holidays #FreeRead #ComingSoon

Happy Hump Day!

Would you believe the holidays are right around the corner? 

A tease from my recently contracted Free Read short story coming soon to Evernight Publishing should get you in the spirit. 

Here’s a short excerpt from Christmas Fantasy: Dahlia and Tristan. It was so much fun to write, I hope to make these Christmas shorties a holiday tradition!

Scarcely an empty seat was to be found on the first few train cars. The thought of listening to kids shrieking Christmas carols for the next hour made her skin crawl anyway. It wasn’t as though she hated Christmas. She only hated the pre-holiday frenzy. If she saw one more candy cane, reindeer or tacky Santa with a fake beard she was sure she’d lose it. The sugary-sweet-make-your-teeth-hurt part of Christmas bugged her. It was one big nuisance and unless you were ten years old or had a kid of your own, what was the point? Alexis was far from a child and she wasn’t even sure if having children was in her cards, however she never forgot the magical feeling of Christmas. A smile crossed her face as she remembered the past few couple of Christmas holidays. Yes, those had been different and she’d hoped this one would be too.

Alexis scanned the rows and rows of occupied seats. Her feet ached as she continued from car to car through the train, steel doors slamming closed after she walked through. Her hope of a peaceful ride home dwindled and she lowered her expectations to just finding a seat within a non-screaming kid radius. Pushing onward, she knew there were just a few more cars until she was at the end of the train. Despite her frayed nerves, the gentle rocking eased her into a sleepy haze and she was determined to find a seat in the last car. She pushed down the lever with a loud clang and pulled on the heavy door. Silence. Her ears perked, surely, the car wasn’t empty. She stepped into the compartment and looked around. An attendant looked up from his reading.

“This is the quiet car, Miss,” he whispered.

The quiet car? How hadn’t she known about the quiet car before? Glancing around the compartment, she spotted only an older couple in the third row. She was about to collapse into a seat a few rows from the pair until a single overhead light switched on that drew her gaze to the back of the car – directly into a set of dark eyes staring right back at her.

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Mid Week Tease: The Perfect Shoot #MWTease

Happy Hump Day!

I have a guest for Mid Week Tease today! Please welcome Lea Bronsen and her new release (and new series!) The Perfect Shoot!

Take it away, Lea…

Thank you so much for hosting me on Mid Week Tease!

Who hasn’t been infatuated with a sexy poster boy – actor, pop star, or football hero – even though he was unobtainable? The heroine in my Hot Model Mine series is a thriving author and hard-working mother nearing her forties. Tough, independent, and having long ago lost faith in love, she dismisses her crush on the cover model of her book to protect herself. What then can she do when that gorgeous young man surprisingly falls for her, too?

I hope you enjoy this tale of ‘impossible’ love, dead-honest and written with my heart.

BLURB:

When Andrea Johnson, writing as author Cindy Vega, signed up for a Meet & Greet with the cover model of her latest book, she didn’t expect sparks to fly. Yushka is dangerously good-looking and too young for her. But their connection is instantaneous, and during a photo shoot with the two, the photographer picks up on their growing attraction. Seeing the potential for the cover photo of the century, he decides to push their comfort limits…

EXCERPT:

An assistant calls Yushka’s name. Bare-chested, the Asian hunk appears from a group of models, strolls to the spotlights, and waits in front of the camera with the confident stance of a professional.

The whole place quiets as if in awe. He’s unbelievably beautiful with his tanned, bulging muscles and washboard-abs-to-die-for. When photographer Lemaître asks him to undo his hair, a black waterfall lands on his shoulders and down his back. A few muffled feminine squeals fill the silence.

One by one, authors whose books he appears on get a few pictures taken with him in flattering positions, wrapping their arms around his back or swallowed up in his embrace, beaming like schoolgirls at their first prom.

Jealousy rips through me so violently I can barely breathe, but my time is up soon, and I hate that even more. I’m non-photogenic, and seeing pictures of myself makes me sick. I’ve chosen a sexy, black top and matching short skirt for the occasion, but looking my best doesn’t help. My stomach ties in a knot.

“Cindy Vega,” an assistant calls.

Fuck, that’s me. I’m dead.

“Go,” Laurie says, giving me a small push.

All muscles tense, I leave my safe corner and join Yushka. He greets me with a placid face, but from the warmth in his pupils, I get a feeling he’s glad to see me. Side by side, narrowing our eyes from the piercing light, we face Lemaître and wait for orders.

Damn. Being so near Yushka’s naked torso is unbearable, as is the heat from the lamps shining on us. Sweat beads roll down the sides of my chest, between my breasts. He endures, too. A thin film of sweat coats his golden skin, making it glow, but he doesn’t seem bothered.

Lemaître clears his throat. “Bon. Stand a little closer. Cindy, this is for Eden Luna Publishing’s website. Officially, we want authors happily meeting their cover models, but off the record, we want sensual, we want heat. Readers will get off seeing your pictures like they do reading your books.”

Stiff as a rod, I nod agreement. I’d half expected this. Problem is, I hate being in the spotlight with so many people watching, and I hate the notion of having my photo all over the internet.

“Sooo,” he continues, “I will ask you to just stand like this, facing me, and smile. That is all. Yushka knows what he has to do.”

“Okay.”

Turning to my side, Yushka puts a hot hand on my stomach and the other on the small of my back. Though light, his touches destabilize me, as does the warm, musky scent sneaking to my nostrils.

“Closer,” Lemaître orders. “Bodily contact.”

Shit, I’m fucked.

The stud radiates heat as he approaches, sweaty chest sticking to my arm, heart beating against my skin. His crotch barely brushes my hip, but each pore in my body becomes acutely aware of him, on high alert. As last night’s intense arousal replays in all of me, my inner thighs clench with renewed want.

Whispers and low chuckles sound from both sides of the vast lobby. I try to forget the hundred eyes following my every move, but can’t help being distracted, bathed in full light and painfully self-conscious.

“That is better.” Like a shooting gun, Lemaître’s camera clicks and the flash blinds me repetitively. “Now, give him a smile, Cindy. You know the kind I want.”

My throat so dry I can’t speak, I turn to Yushka.

He’s very near, inches from my face, black pupils gleaming with mischief. Sweat pearls on his face, making him look sexier than ever. Long, black hairs glue to his forehead and cheeks. He smells of soap, his close shave making him look baby-faced.

Seemingly at ease, the heaving of his chest regular, he stares into my eyes. I can’t believe his confidence. Modelling is his profession, but how does he stay so fucking calm?

“You wanna give me a smile?” he whispers, warm breaths brushing my chin. Behind me, his large hand sneaks lower and palms my butt cheek. With that and his other fingers splaying on my stomach, he pulls me to him, making me feel the entire length and…hardness…of his cock on my hip.

I suck in a breath.

His lips curl up in a self-satisfied grin. “Hm, Andrea? You wanna give me a smile?”

Oh my fucking God. I can’t help but obey while my insides go up in flames.

Flashing his teeth, he kneads my ass with a strong hand and pushes his full erection against me. He knows what he’s doing, the devil. He knows slowly rubbing me with his cock turns my pussy to burning liquid.

Somewhere, a feminine gasp breaks the silence, followed by contained laughter.

Très bien, we have a smile,” Lemaître says, camera clicking, flash shooting. “Thank you, Cindy, that will be enough. Next!”

Still grinning and holding my look, Yushka slowly backs off, leaving chillier air between us.

I’m frozen. In shock, lust, need.

“Come on, move it!” Lemaître calls. “We don’t have all day.”

No shit.

 

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Roll out the Red Carpet ~ Evernight Celebrates Four Years of Publishing! #BDayBashBlogHop

*throws confetti*

Happy Birthday, Evernight Publishing!

*blows party horn*

Join authors, bloggers and reviewers as we take a RED CARPET tour featuring Evernight’s smart and sexy books. Slip on your virtual stilettos and walk the red carpet of award winning titles, spectacular reviews and paparazzi style interviews.

Be sure to visit every stop on the tour where you can enter for a chance to win great prizes, including a new eReader, gift certificates, swag, books and much more!

Don’t forget to visit the Evernight Publishing website where all eBooks are 50% off through October 13th!

 

Now I turn the spotlight on my smart and sexy book…

Colors of Us (McAvery Brothers, 1)

Everything she knew to be true fell apart. Then fell apart again…

Michelle Willis is running from her past. What better place to hide than in the anonymity of New York City. Finding refuge in a tiny SoHo art gallery, she rebuilds her life one painting at a time.

A wrong turn sends Hunter McAvery on a crash course with disaster. He fights his own demons by following his big brother’s lead – drinking and bed-hopping his way through Manhattan.

A glance at Michelle’s self-portrait triggers emotions Hunter can’t tamp down. Driven to meet the artist, he discovers a fiery chemistry as their lives collide. But when their past threatens to tear them apart, can their love survive?

Colors of Us buzz…

“Top Pick of 2014!” ~ Ms. Romantic Reads

“This has to be one of my favorite books I’ve read all year.” ~ The TBR Pile

“I LOVED Colors of Us. The chemistry between Hunter and Michelle was absolutely wonderful.” ~ Janis, Amazon Reader 

“THIS is how NA should be written, not an insta-love hop into sex moment, but the slow burn as they grow and learn one another, not rushing to make a relationship because the sex was good. You will wait for that consummation, and then *BANG* with some scenes that will have you contemplating the top deck of the airport’s parking garage, TSA be damned.” ~ The Jeep Diva

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* Your choice of an Amazon Kindle Fire HD or Kobo Arc 7
* $100 Amazon GC
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* My blog prize: $10 Starbucks GC & Colors of Us swag pack (buttons, pen, bracelet, signed postcard)

Question: The inspiration for Colors of Us started with this painting created by Michelle Wilson. I love the sadness in her eyes combined with the brilliant colors of her hair. What gives you inspiration? Answer in the comments below to be entered into the drawing. Be sure to include your email address!

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Mid Week Tease: Wine, Anyone? #MWTease

Happy Hump Day!

I’m back from Vegas and still recovering. Those Hot Mojave Knights ladies know how to party! LOL

Today’s Mid Week Tease is from a short story I’m finishing for Evernight’s Romance on the Go line. I hope to submit it under my other pen name this weekend.

This scene is brand new (wrote it on the plane on the way to Vegas) and unedited so please forgive any hiccups.

Background: Gianna has invited Tess to her restaurant, Luciani’s. They’re dining in the VIP “kitchen” table. Mark is the maitre d’ who takes seating hungry people to another level.  Enjoy!

“Mark is a wonderful employee. Will do anything I ask and he’s extremely…discreet.” Her eyes became serious as she searched my face.

I wasn’t sure what she meant but I felt the need to fill the silence as she stared at me. “I’m sure that’s important in this location. It’s good to have employees you can trust.” I tipped back the rest of my wine and reach for the bottle. Gianna’s hand touched mine.

“I have another bottle I’d like you to try.” She flipped open a wooden lid in the middle of the table I hadn’t noticed until that moment. I leaned forward to catch a glimpse of what was under the small door. A series of buttons and a lever glowed in a neat row. Gianna’s manicured index finger pressed the button closest to her.

“Yes, Miss Luciani.” Mark’s husky voice filled the small room through what must’ve been hidden speakers. His voice was intimate as though he’d whispered it into my ear. I remembered the ear piece he wore and figured he was talking into the microphone.

“Mark, would you bring us that special bottle I chose from the cellar earlier today.” Gianna’s voice was authoritative but friendly.

Mark delayed his response a moment before “of course” rang through the room. Less than a minute later, Mark strode in carrying a deep red bottle with an embossed black label. He stood in the doorway, his eyes on Gianna before shifting to me. “Are you finished with the kitchen viewing?” he asked.

Gianna nodded. “We can open it up later for desert. Why don’t you give us some privacy, Mark.” She leaned back in her chair as he closed the door and moved to the table before he placed the bottle in front of her.

“I trust this is the bottle you requested?” he asked and leaned over her as his fingers found the lever under the lid. A motor purred and a dark wood divider slid across the half wall, blocking the brightly light kitchen from view. The room became quiet as though cut off from the chaos of the busy kitchen. His fingers moved to two other buttons, prompting the lights to dim and a bluesy jazz beat pumped into the room.

Gianna slid the bottle closer and peered at the label. “This is the one.” She and I watched his movements as he slowly lit the candle on the table and reached into his pocket revealing a gleaming silver corkscrew. He easily uncorked the bottle with a plunk sound and poured a small amount into Gianna’s glass. Instead of sliding the tasting to her, he kneeled next to her chair and offered the glass to her mouth. She took it from him and rocked the deep liquid from side to side. “Tess has had a busy day and can use a little Luciani TLC. Would you like to show her our VIP treatment?”

“It would be my pleasure,” he said as they both looked at me which made me even more self-conscious than before.

I wave may hand. “No special treatment is necessary. Really. I’m enjoying every moment,” I said as the heat crept up my neck.

Mark rose to his feet and walked around the table the long way. His eyes never leaving me. He stopped behind my chair.

“I’m glad you’re enjoying it here because I love having you as my special guest tonight. As I explained, Mark is an exceptional employee who possesses exceptional talents.” Her eyes moved to a target over my head and she nodded once. Warm hands rested on my bare shoulders and I froze. I was about to protest when the pads of his thumbs simultaneously rubbed circles into two knots in my shoulders. How the hell he knew my trouble spot with one touch was beyond my comprehension but I any resistance I had the moment before melted away and I couldn’t hold back a sigh as I rocked my head to the side.

 

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Mid Week Tease: We’re Going to Vegas, Baby! #MWTease

Happy Wednesday!

I’m on my way to Las Vegas tomorrow for the Hot Mojave Knights Reader Event! If you’re in the area or just need a quick getaway come to Vegas for the weekend to hang with a fantastic group of romance authors and readers. I’d love to meet you!

To celebrate one of my all-time favorite cities, here’s a tease my first published books (originally titled Marooned in Miami and Lusted in Las Vegas) featuring my favorite Vegas couple, Jason and Stephanie. Both books are now combined in Evernight Publishing’s Marooned with the Millionaire…

Jason had spent all week ensuring everything would be perfect for his long weekend with Stephanie. He was pleased he convinced her to come to Las Vegas a few days early. Jason tried not to think about a future with Stephanie. He thought he had a future with Jessica and was burned badly. This is just for fun, he thought to himself as he walked through the lobby toward The Luna Lounge. Stopping in his tracks, he sucked in a deep breath as soon as he spotted her from a distance.

Stephanie sat at the bar, long legs crossed. Jason was able to make out her profile as she took a sip of her drink. He watched her, patiently savoring every detail of her exquisite form until his gaze reached her back. Her midnight blue, backless dress showcased the curvature of her body that he knew quite well.

His thoughts returned to their night in Miami, when she was his for one glorious night. His hands curled into fists as he remembered the feel of his fingers trailing down that gorgeous back. The very last time they were together he took her from behind. He remembered the way she arched her back and allowed her silky hair to flow over her spine. He also recalled the way he held her tight ass as he thrust deep inside of her, pushing further and deeper with each thrust until neither one could hold on any longer.

The dress hugged every curve perfectly. It was so low in the back that he tried to decide whether she could possibly have panties on. Damn. He didn’t want to have feelings for Stephanie, other than desire, but he knew it was a losing battle. She was exactly the kind of woman that could get under his skin and he knew it. But like a moth to a dangerous flame, he couldn’t stay away.

They would learn much about each other during the next five days and nights, he thought as he walked toward her exquisite form. He watched as she took a first sip of her martini and smiled to himself when he spotted the sugar rim. Yes, he remembered she had a sweet tooth. As she closed her eyes, he swiftly moved in behind her and brushed her back with his fingertips. He instantly felt her skin shiver

and respond to his touch. But instead of turning quickly as if by surprise, she remained still, her eyes closed and a smile forming on her sweet lips. Her reaction to his touch and presence went straight to his cock, as if those perfect lips were about to find their way to his pulsing erection.

Jason was determined to take it slow; unlike Miami, time was on their side. He had all the time in the world to explore Stephanie and to discover what made her tick. 

 

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