Showing posts with label Nina Pierce. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Nina Pierce. Show all posts

Wednesday, June 27, 2012

June Parties


I’m in the process of planning two birthday parties - my mom and my husband.
Family is traveling in from NY to celebrate both this weekend. I enjoy having both families get together. We always have a great time; it’s the stress of prepping the house and food that gets to me days before. Normally the DH has a laundry list of things he wants for his birthday. This year – NADA. I’m stumped.
For our anniversary I gave him a Patriots grill. Father’s Day the girls gave him football utensils for the grill. The only thing left is the cover. I did order him one yesterday. I didn’t want to because he has a gift card for the Patriots Pro Shop and might decide to use it for one.
He likes gift cards, but damn, that’s boring. We’re going shopping at the outlets Friday hopefully I can get him some clothes or something. Only problem – that’s his birthday. I’d like to have something for him when he wakes up. And I’m sure the grill cover won’t arrive in time.
Oh the troubles I have. Hahahahahaha…sorry life is really good. Just busy. I’m not complaining, just getting my thoughts out.
Enough of my venting.
I’m looking forward to my vacation. Because I worked all weekend I got a comp day, which I’m using tomorrow. So from tomorrow until July 9th I’m on vaca from the day job. Woo Hoo.
Can’t wait to have lunch with fellow friends Marie Rose Dufour and Nina Pierce! Love our time together.

Happy Wednesday! 

Friday, February 17, 2012

TGIF

I’ve been a bad blogger again. This week has been incredibly crazy busy. Yesterday I spent the morning at the hospital with my daughter while she had foot surgery. I brought my Kindle Fire and my current wip to edit. HA!


They allowed me to go into the OR with her until she fell asleep. I wiped away tears because she was nervous. My heart broke. I wiped away more tears, as did the nurse. I fought back my own tears. Any parent knows when your child cries it breaks your heart. When she was finally out…I released her hand, kissed her cheek, told her I loved and walked away. Three steps later I heard her call, “Mom.”

Luckily I have a wonderful hubby who talked me off the ledge while she was in surgery. I tried to be nice and update her father. BIG mistake. He wanted to talk about his worries of her gaining weight because it will take almost a full year before she can return to softball. I gave him a piece of my mind. I mean seriously. You’re going to talk to me about weight when your daughter is having surgery?

Needless to say the next hour I spent waiting for someone to come tell me everything was okay. Finally the doctor came out and gave me the good news.

Nothing got accomplished while waiting or when I got home. She’s doing good, though a bit sore.

On a lighter note I did have a nice lunch with Nina Pierce on Wednesday.

Let’s just say TGIF!

Monday, January 17, 2011

Guest Blogger - Nina Pierce

Please give a warm welcome to our guest today - Nina Pierce. She's giving you a taste of her newest release from Ellora's Cave and look for details on her contest at the bottom!

Thanks for joining us today!







It’s all in the Fantasy
by Nina Pierce

When I first sat down to write erotic romance three years ago, I had this preconceived idea that I should follow the guidelines for all sexually explicit material that I had encountered up to that point. You know the ones with the big busted ladies, several of them in fact, opening every orifice available and fawning over ONE man … umm, yeah, that would be porn.

And though I did manage to finagle a pretty damn good love story out of the notion of multiple women with a man, I realized very quickly that erotic romance has nothing to do with men’s fantasies and everything to do with women’s fantasies. Those of you in the know are thinking “well, dur, Nina … it’s women who read romance”. Okay, well, I was a little slow out of the starting gate, but I totally understand now.

Women who pick up erotica not only want a wonderful love story with a hunky hero and a kick-ass heroine—they want the fantasy. And it’s different for every one of us. Some women fantasize about being naked in public which may or may not include sex in public. Some like the idea of multiple male partners focused solely on them while still others may enjoy their men to get it on as well. Then there is the dominant fantasy, either dominating or being dominated.

There is a myriad of combinations for the erotic romance author to explore.

So what has drawn you to the erotic romance genre?

My most recent erotic romance book “Maid for Master”, explores the fantasy of bondage and submission. Claire Calderwood knew she’d never truly been satisfied in the bedroom, but a weekend trip to an adult resort opens her eyes to her dark desires and new possibilities …

BLURB:
When lust and deception collide, will her complete submission be enough to bind their hearts?

Treat herself to a carnal weekend at the hedonistic retreat, XTC Resorts? That’s not something Claire Calderwood, a three-time loser in the relationship department would ordinarily do. But at forty-one, having a successful cleaning business is no longer enough. She wants a chance to let go of all responsibility, submit to a stranger’s sexual demands and satisfy her darkest fantasies.

Jonathon Brierton has known his best friend’s sister long enough to recognize her submissive nature. He would like nothing more than to have Claire bound naked and at the mercy of his flogger as he teaches her the sensual art of obeying her Master. At thirty-something, he’s a successful real estate developer, owner of a BDSM resort—and hopelessly in love with the older woman.

When Claire follows him to his resort, Jonathon is certain he can keep his identity secret long enough to convince her that being restrained in his stocks is something that will satisfy them both. But lies, deceit and broken hearts may not be so easy to overcome.

EXCERPT:
Claire Calderwood had fantasized about being a sexual slave to a man’s desires for a long time now. She’d even taken the time to buy a couple of books on the D/s lifestyle. Those few times she’d tried to communicate her desires to her partners had turned into nothing more than mindless rutting that had left her feeling empty and used. Being tied to a bed while her boyfriend satisfied his fantasies wasn’t the same as the give and take of consensual passion happening below.

Her hope had been to share this weekend with her fiancé so they could both learn from the experience of others. But Claire understood better than most that plans had a way of disintegrating dreams.

How she’d managed to let her baby brother’s best friend talk her into keeping her plans still baffled her. Adjusting the butterfly mask, she cast a quick glance around. Claire wasn’t sure she’d survive if she ran into Jonny here at the fetish club of all places. She hoped he was neck-deep in some hot tub with a good-looking co-ed. Goodness knows, she didn’t know what she’d say if he found her strutting around in the barely there leather bra and skirt and heavy knee-high biker boots she’d found in her closet. She would be mortified if he told Ryan of her foolishness. Surely, she’d never hear the end of it. But this vacation wasn’t about her brother Ryan, Jonny or her fiancĂ© or anything else she’d left behind in Indiana. It was about Claire and giving herself permission to let loose and give in to her fantasies.

Throwing her shoulders back, Claire forced away the gloomy thoughts and turned her attention back to the dungeon. A man hung face-up by a series of knotted ropes. His arms and legs were stretched wide, exposing his torso and genitals to tempting possibilities. Clamps had earlier been applied to his nipples and inner thighs, and a plug inserted in his rectum. He had remained suspended and blindfolded, only able share the woman’s pleasure and pain through her cries of ecstasy. Now two Doms maneuvered a pulley system, lowering him to waist level. Strong hands stroked over sensitive flesh. His cock and balls, restrained in a tight leather harness, swelled against its bindings, anticipation putting everyone on the edge of their seats.

“Are you enjoying the show?”

A male voice, thick and rich as honeyed molasses shivered down her spine. When Claire attempted to turn, he pressed into her back. His face nestled against her neck so that only a whisper separated his lips from the shell of her ear.

“Don’t turn. Just answer. Are. You. Enjoying. The. Show?”

He spoke softly, each word enunciated clearly. It was such a simple question and delivered with such intensity, Claire could barely fill her lungs. The hard planes of his chest pressed against her. Muscular thighs ran along the back of her legs and against her ass. Gooseflesh rose where his breath caressed her neck. It was all she could do not to lean into the man.

“I… Well… I…”

“Yes. Or. No?”

Power buffeted her but didn’t smother. Rather than drowning, Claire felt swaddled in the absolute security of this man. Her nipples steepled, pressing hard against zippers running along the soft leather cup of her bra. And when she inhaled to speak, the clean scent of soap and fresh air filled her nose. “Yes.”

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Buy link: http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-9001-50-maid-for-master.aspx

**Giveaway** Nina’s giving away a box full of goodies, including her erotic suspense novel, “Healer’s Garden” to a random commenter from all the blogs she visits during her tour between Jan 17 and Jan 25.

Nina Pierce is an award-winning author of erotic romance. Her stories fall in all genres from contemporary to paranormal. When she’s not sitting at her computer creating stories of lust and love, she’s spending time with her real life hero and husband of twenty-six years, her three adult children and a menagerie of aging pets. You can keep up with all her latest books on her website (http://www.ninapierce.com/) or her blog (http://www.NinaPierce.com/blog) or follow her on twitter (http://www.twitter.com/ninapierce) and facebook (http://www.facebook.com/nina.pierce)