Whet Your Appetite Wednesday

My mother jumped on the "Fifty Shades" Band wagon. We had a conversation about how I've been writing this stuff for many years before Fifty became a household name. I gave my mom a few of my friends books for Christmas to show her, there are better books out there.
To my surprise she informed me that she read Submit With Me over the holiday's and she enjoyed it. Thanks Mom! :o) Yeah, yeah, yeah...I know, Mom is bias.

It just so happens it's my Whet Your Appetite this week. Here's a taste.

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Blurb:

Rena is on a quest to get laid and she’s willing to go to any length to fulfill her need.

Marc has a thirst for a submissive. He longs to find someone he can bring to the edge of ecstasy and rein back in before an orgasm. He wants to tie, tease and torture his submissive, pushing the limits of sexual awareness.

 When he offers Rena five hundred dollars to be his sub for the night, he gets more than he bargained for. This spitfire is about to show him a thing or two about submitting.

Excerpt:

Rena had one goal in mind—to get laid. Taking a long drag off the straw nestled in her fruity drink, she scanned the smoke-filled bar for a potential mark. Tonight she didn’t care about getting to know someone. No, tonight she only cared about filling the void in her aching pussy.
“Damn,” she cursed under her breath. Tables were full with happy couples, either enjoying drinks or dinner. Soft jazz played in the background. Normally Rena enjoyed the lazy tempo, but not tonight. She was too busy looking for someone to fill her need. Her desire. Rena’s pussy ached to be fucked. Glancing around the haze, she shook her head. Not one guy in the place looked eligible. She considered going to another bar but decided against it. Not many bars offered rooms above them for the clients to rent by the hour. No, this was the place where she intended to find the man to make her pussy sing. Besides, the patrons were upper-class and the bar had a reputation for only allowing in respectable people. Safe. That was the reason she was here and wouldn’t go anyplace else.
Staring into the mirror behind the bar, she gave the room another scan. Still nothing. She couldn’t believe there wasn’t one man desirable enough to give her the relief she craved.

She emptied her drink. Maybe it was best if she called it a night. Obviously she wasn’t getting laid tonight.
As Rena stepped off the barstool, her face came into contact with one broad chest. She glanced up to stare into the most exquisite blue eyes she’d ever seen.
“Leaving so soon?” he asked in a husky voice.
“Just going to powder my nose,” she lied.
“I didn’t think women did that any longer.”
“I’m not just any woman.” Rena winked. “I’m every man’s wish come true.” Leaving him standing there, mouth agape, she headed toward the bathroom.
He ordered her a new drink when she shimmied onto the stool.
“Thanks for the drink.” She didn’t bother to look at him, but she caught him watching her in the mirror.
“My pleasure.”

Rena couldn’t help herself, she smiled.
He was gorgeous, dressed in tight-fitting denims and a painted-on black tee , muscles bulging from under the short sleeves.
“Come here often?” Lame. She hated pickup lines, so why was she using one on him?
He laughed a hearty laugh.
“Actually the first time.”
Hmm. A first timer.
“So what brings you here tonight?”
“I’m looking for a little action.”

“What kind of action?” Maybe the same kind she was looking for? A “wham bam thank you ma’am” kinda night?
“Nothing you’d be interested in, I’m sure.”
“And what makes you so sure I’m not interested in your kind of action?” Insult dripped from her voice.
“Just a gut feeling.”
“Are you saying I’m too prim and proper for you?”
He shrugged indifferently.
“Try me, I’ll bet I surprise you.”
He shook his head no.
Are you fucking serious? He was turning her down? No fucking way. This was not the way she had planned this night. She was determined to get laid and Mister Muscles fit the bill.

“Let me guess, you’re looking to get laid—no strings attached?”
He didn’t flinch when she blurted out the statement.
Instead he stood, reached deep into his pocket and pulled out a wad of cash.
“You think you can handle my action?”
He slapped a hundred-dollar bill on the bar.
“I’m offering you one hundred dollars to be my slut for the night.”
She almost choked on her drink.
“See, I knew you wouldn’t be able to handle it.” He sat back down.
She laughed.

“What’s so funny?”
“That you think one hundred dollars is enough. Make it five and I’ll be Mary Fucking Poppins if you want.”

12 Days of Christmas - Day 4

Sometimes plans need to change. Yesterday I had a plan. I had a list. I knew the stores I wanted to shop in and the items I wanted to buy and then two things happened. My daughter woke up with the flu and the rain came. Under normal circumstances I could get my daughter set up for a few hours and leave. There were three other adults in the house too.
It was the rain that kept me home. Torrential downpours, winds whipping at 40-45 mph. It wasn’t worth going out. Besides, I didn’t want to wake up today, sick with the flu. So I stayed home. I finished decorating the house, put up lights on the railings. Our granddaughter loved the lights. She’s learning her colors and let’s just say red, green, yellow and blue are four words I’m tired of saying! LOL
Back to the daily grind and another work week.

Now on to the contest winner. Today was easier to choose a winner because everyone had the correct answer. So courtesy of random.org our winner is: Cindy Skaggs. Please send me an email to amberskyze @ aol.com so I can send you a copy of Heat Waves.

Today’s question and giveaway comes from my Ellora's Cave Dec '09 release Body Shots – What is the fake name Sierra gives Reed? It’s in the excerpt.

Blurb:
Got tequila? Sierra does, and Reed isn’t afraid to use it. He’s determined to do shots on every inch of her skin, but Sierra has insecurities preventing him from exploring intimate areas. Her insecurities won’t stop her from lavishing his body with the heady liquor though.

Ten years ago an accident tore Sierra Allen and Reed Walker apart. Now a chance encounter has them burning for each other. A bottle of liquor and a pool table has this duo ready to quench their thirsts with one night of body shots. But will one night be enough?

Excerpt:
Reed Walker leaned his massive frame against the wall. His leg bent, his boot-clad foot tapped against the wall to the rhythm of the bass drum. He stuffed his hands in his pockets, as his eyes gazed upon the singer crooning the soft rock ballad. She was gorgeous by every standard of the word. Long flowing black hair, dark mysterious eyes, her arms sleeved in tattoos. Dressed only in black leather pants and a matching leather bra, her rock-hard stomach revealed she worshiped the gym but Reed wasn’t here for the singer. She wasn’t his type any longer. Another time, another place maybe. Not tonight. Tonight, he was here for the owner of the bar.
Looking to make some extra cash doing something they loved, Reed and his fellow band mates decided to reunite after a ten year hiatus. Reed, having always been the businessman of the group, took on the task of going to different bars and clubs to see if they were interested in adding his band Foul Play to their lineup.
When he walked into Crimson Nights he thought he was walking into a dream. Never in his wildest imagination had he thought he’d come face to face with the only true love of his life—Sierra Allen.
The look on her face when he walked up to the bar and asked to speak to the owner was one of shock. Like seeing a ghost. And that’s how he felt. Oh, she’d cut off most of her long red hair but she couldn’t deny the scar on her right cheek. It had faded some over the years and she tried covering it with her hand most of the time they spoke but he knew it was her. She told him her name was Laura but Reed knew better. Those haunting green eyes couldn’t be mistaken.
He went along with her charade, though it killed him deep inside. She had run away from him after the car accident without so much as an explanation. The weeks he spent by her side, holding her while she cried over what she felt was a deformed face. The painful recovery from the shards of glass that cut her, when the windshield shattered. He stood by her side, loving her, wishing he could take away her pain. Wishing it was him who suffered instead of her, only to have her up and vanish when she was released from the hospital.
Now she was pretending she didn’t know him. It didn’t make sense. He’d let her go a long time ago but this time he wasn’t going to leave without finding out why. It was the least she could do. She owed him an explanation.
She shocked him when she agreed to let his band play. He fully expected a flat-out “no”. Why would she want his band playing there if she was hiding her identity? Was it a ploy to make him believe she was this Laura she pretended to be? Or was she feeling the connection too? If it was to prove her charade, she was sadly mistaken. Reed wasn’t stupid enough to be fooled by a haircut or name change.
Reed would wait until the night was done and the bar empty before he confronted her but he would and when he did, Sierra had some explaining to do.

Kaily Hart talks Book Trailers

Let's give a warm welcome to fellow EC author Kaily Hart. I had the privilege of meeting Kaily at RomantiCon. Wish we had more time to chat, but there was so much going on. Next year we're hoping to have a few drinks together. For now she's dropping by with her new release!

BOOK TRAILER, ANYONE? ANYONE!?

Amber, thanks so much for having me here and congrats on that awesome sale to Loose Id. What a great first! (Thank you, Kaily and thank you for agreeing to stop in!)

I had a book, PAY UP release with Ellora’s Cave last month and I had a book trailer made for it. A first for me. It was a daunting task and one I thought about for a heck of a long time before moving forward. I mean, it could turn out to be a disaster and defeat the purpose I created it for – to generate interest in my book. I knew I had such specific ideas of what my characters looked like and how they’d act towards each other, so finding images was incredibly difficult. Honestly, I’m not sure I would have been completely, 100% happy with any. I also knew that it was hard to boil down the ‘guts’ of a book in a minute with a handful of words. It’s difficult enough doing that in a synopsis where you have a substantial amount of room to bring out the major themes and arcs of a book LOL!! I also knew there was a chance (make that a likelihood) it would do little to impact sales, but I decided to move forward to see what would happen. As with any promotion, it’s difficult (often impossible) to tell what has had an impact and what the magnitude of that impact might be. Book trailers seem to be gaining in popularity and I think it’s only a matter of time before authors of other genres start using them as just another element of their promotional toolkit. I was happy with how the trailer came out. I think it reflects on one of the aspects of the story in the book, but not all. It was a pretty good representation of the characters and the feel of the images and the music seemed to work well. This entire process got me thinking though…who actually watches these trailers and does it really influence the buying decisions of readers? What do YOU think?





BLURB
Neighbor. Friend. Lover.

At least that’s what Carly Wagner wanted Rio Reyes to be. She’d settled for two out of three for almost a year and it just wasn’t enough. Not anymore. When Rio proposes a shocking bet—of the sexual variety—she knows it’s out of character and he’s not really serious, yet she can’t resist. The pay off could be finally getting her hands on the gorgeous firefighter she’s drooled over since she moved in next door.

The timing had never seemed right for him and Carly, but that hadn’t stopped Rio from imagining wild and wicked things about her. It had been a joke—sort of, but Rio’s shocked when she takes him up on the dumbass bet. Now he’s in a world of hurt, because regardless of who wins, he might be crossing a line he never thought he would and jeopardize a friendship that means more to him than anything.


PAY UP is currently available from Ellora’s Cave - http://www.jasminejade.com/p-8747-pay-up.aspx and is also out on other 3rd party book sellers, such as Amazon.

About me:
Kaily Hart, a seemingly straight-laced mother of four left corporate America and a high-powered, lucrative career to be a stay at home mom. Ha! That lasted about four weeks, during which time she realized she had a deeply repressed dream - to write. And romance at that! By day, Kaily plays conservative wife and soccer mom, but at night crafts hot and steamy tales of romance and love with gorgeous heroes who wouldn’t dream of leaving the toilet set up. Ever. She’s smart and sassy, at least in her own mind, and is trying her best to bring the alpha male solidly back to contemporary romance, one hot story at a time. Two years ago she never would have thought she’d be doing this, but now that she is? Well, you couldn’t pay her enough to do anything else.

If anyone would want to contact me (which I would love by the way) or just keep up with what I’m doing, they can find me all over:
Web – http://www.kailyhart.com/
Blog - http://kailyhart.blogspot.com/
Facebook – http://www.facebook.com/kaily.hart
Twitter - http://twitter.com/kailyhart

Happy Release Day to Me!

Today Sliding Home is available from Aspen Mountain Press. This is a contemporary M/M about my favorite sport - baseball.

Blurb:

Alex loves baseball, so when the majors come calling he is thrilled. The only thing that would make his happiness complete is a partner to share it with. Although his best friend, Rick, knows Alex is gay, he doesn't know that Alex has been in love with him for years. And with his departure for the major leagues imminent, he's not sure now is the best time to tell him.But after an evening of celebration turns into a night of pleasure, Alex is confused. Does Rick want a relationship with him? Or, will he walk out of Rick's life forever, wondering what might have been?Alex's career has hit a home run but his love for Rick is the ultimate victory. If he can figure out a way to slide into home plate, he'll do more than score.

Excerpt:

“You’re out!” the umpire shouted.
Rick ran toward the infield, watching Alex as he ran from home plate to the pitcher. Alex lifted Pete off the ground in a bear hug.
They’d done it. They’d really done it. They’d won the game, landing them a spot in the playoffs.
Rick continued to watch his best friend. His excitement was overwhelming. Rick was excited for him too. This was his time to shine. The big leagues were already eyeing him for a spot on their roster. He was about to make the majors. It was everyone’s dream, but Alex wanted it more than anyone he’d ever met.
Alex had something to prove to himself and to his father.
“Hey man, congrats.” Rick extended his hand.
Alex accepted his hand and pulled him into a hug.
“Thanks dude. I can’t believe we did it.”
“Before long we’ll be watching you on television.” As happy as he was for his best friend it saddened him to know that they might not buddy around as much as they used to.
“I hope we see more than that of each other.” Alex slapped Rick on the ass.
Something stirred inside Rick. A feeling of warmth lingered on his ass where Alex’s hand had touched. His cock twitched to life.
What the fuck is happening?
Rick wasn’t gay. Hadn’t had a gay feeling toward his best friend since the day Alex came out of the closet. So why now? Why was his cock springing to life?
Rick rearranged his cup, trying to ease the pain of it biting his cock. He shook his head. This had to be a mistake. Yes, it’d been a few months or more since he had sex. That had to be the explanation for his manhood coming alive.
Either way, that’s what Rick was going with.
Alex jogged ahead. Rick’s gaze planted on his tight ass and his thick legs. He wondered if his thighs were rock hard when he buried himself in someone’s ass.
“Fuck!”
“What’s up, man?” Pete asked.
Rick looked at the pitcher and shook his head. “Nothing,” he muttered. “Nothing at all.”
How would he explain to Pete what was bothering him? Although Alex was out of the closet in most of his life, he wasn’t when it came to baseball. The guys just wouldn’t understand. Not when they walked around naked in the locker room. It never bothered Rick. He continued to walk around in the buff, knowing his best friend was gay. He’d never noticed Alex checking out any of their teammates so he didn’t give it another thought.
“Everyone up for a few beers at The Crossing?” Alex yelled over the noisy group.
Cheers were called out throughout the locker room.
Rick wasn’t sure he wanted to go. He didn’t like the feelings taking over his mind and body. It was probably best he go home and figure it out.
“Hey dude, ready?” Alex asked, coming up behind Rick.

Can't Seem to Remember

I swear I feel like I’ve got the early onset of Alzheimer’s disease. I can’t remember anything anymore.

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Let’s see what’s going on in Amber’s life. I’m not sure what I’ve blogged about so here goes nothing. If you’ve heard this all before I’m truly sorry.


I’m busy putting the final touches on my cougar story, should have this in my editors hands by Friday.


I received another contract last week or the week before for book 2 in the Freedom Fantasies series – Spend The Night With Me. Book 3 – Play With Me is with my editor.


I have an editor interested in my work. One I’ve never written for. It’s a publishing house I’ve wanted to get my foot in the door though. I sent her a short blurb of the story I’m going to write for her and she seemed genuinely excited. It’s a M/M/F – tentatively titled Stranded. I’m really excited about writing this book and promised it to her by July 1st. Please keep me in your thoughts that I can finish this project and get it in her hands. I set the deadline so I didn’t procrastinate, like I’m very good at doing.


My editor at AMP is interested in reading my romantic comedy. So, I’m working on edits to submit that one to her. Oh and I have a new release coming Friday June 4th. I haven’t received my cover art yet and I’m growing nervous with only two days left. But I know Tuesday will do an awesome job. She always does.


The book Sliding Home is M/M. Here’s a R excerpt.

Blurb:
Alex loves baseball, so when the majors come calling he is thrilled. The only thing that would make his happiness complete is a partner to share it with. Although his best friend, Rick, knows Alex is gay, he doesn't know that Alex has been in love with him for years. And with his departure for the major leagues imminent, he's not sure now is the best time to tell him. But after an evening of celebration turns into a night of pleasure, Alex is confused. Does Rick want a relationship with him? Or, will he walk out of Rick's life forever, wondering what might have been?

Alex's career has hit a home run but his love for Rick is the ultimate victory. If he can figure out a way to slide into home plate, he'll do more than score.

Excerpt:


He thought he’d seen something earlier. A spark in Rick’s gray eyes. He couldn’t have imagined it, could he? Again, when he’d rubbed up against him while they were playing pool, he saw the look.
It was desire.
Then Rick had stormed off to the bar for another drink. Was he afraid of hanging around and letting Alex see his raging hard-on?
Too late.
Alex had noticed it and got hard instantaneously. He was so hard he’d thought about going into the bathroom and rubbing himself until he felt relieved. Somehow, he knew relief wouldn’t come from masturbation so he decided against it.
Besides how would he explain his long absence?
No. Alex had suffered through.
When he asked if he could crash at his friend’s house he’d had an ulterior motive. He wanted to see if things would be different when they were alone. He wanted to know if Rick would mention how his body reacted to Alex’s.
He didn’t. In fact, he’d never mentioned it once. Even when they entered Rick’s apartment, he never said a word. He retrieved the blanket and pillow for him, before heading to his room.
One thing was certain; Rick couldn’t get out of the living room quick enough.
It was like he was afraid of what would happen if he stayed too long. Could he be wrestling with the same feelings Alex was? He wasn’t sure, but he didn’t want to act on it just yet. If his friend did have feelings for him, he wanted to address it before he had to leave.
Knowing Rick was waiting for him would make his transition much easier.
Alex wondered if he should go into Rick’s room and see if he was still awake. If he was, they could talk about what had happened. Worry settled into the pit of his stomach. What if Rick did feel something, but refused to act on it? What if he rejected Alex?
Alex couldn’t handle being rejected by his best friend. He cared for him too much. He didn’t want to ruin the friendship they had by stepping over any lines. No, it was best for him to stay put on the couch. If Rick wanted him, he would have to be the one to make the first move. That way, Alex wouldn’t be treading into uncertain waters.
Disappointed, but satisfied with his decision, Alex closed his eyes and tried to concentrate on anything other than his aching balls.
An hour later he was still struggling with the tightness in his crotch. He thought about relieving himself numerous times but was afraid of Rick walking in on him or worse—overhearing his moans.
Unable to fight the urge, Alex jumped off the couch and headed toward Rick’s bedroom.
“Fuck it.” He had nothing to lose at this point— except his friendship with Rick.

Happy Anniversary to ME!

It's hard to believe that a year ago I was sitting in my sunroom watching television and the snow falling outside, when an email popped into my inbox. It was from Aspen Mountain Press. It was around eight pm and I had had a long day. I remember thinking "Great another rejection to end the day". With trepidation I opened the email, but was totally surprised to find a contract!

The rest of the evening was a whirlwind. I was contacted an hour later by my new editor who wanted to get working on the book ASAP. It was only 19 days til Christmas and they wanted to get the story out for the holidays.

It's funny, that first book was the one that needed the least editing. I still remember thinking "Wow, this whole process is a piece of cake". I've since learned it's not!

Today I'm sharing a tidbit from Mistletoe Studs, the story that started it all for me. With the holidays just around the corner, this story will warm you up on a cold winter's night!

Oh and for fun let's have a contest. I'll give one lucky commenter a copy of Mistletoe Studs in celebration of my ONE year anniversary!

Blurb:

Meg Trainor has one wish for Christmas every year: Two men who will fulfill all her fantasies. Santa's in a giving mood this year. Brothers and co-owners of Turquoise Toys, Brad and Shane Griffin will give her a Christmas she'll never forget.

Excerpt:

Meg couldn’t believe her eyes. These were not the toys she had imagined. She thought he was talking about children’s toys. These were not intended for children. These were adult toys in every sense of the word. There were floggers, paddles, butt plugs, ball gags, straps with dildos attached and handcuffs—all Turquoise, explaining the name. Meg wasn’t naive about the BDSM world. When she realized her desire to submit she wanted to know the who, what, where and why. She read everything she could about the subject. She knew enough about it to understand.
She’d even bought a few toys to experiment with. Like the ping pong paddle she’d purchased when she was curious to know what it felt like to be spanked. It wasn’t something she did regularly but when she was in the mood for a good orgasm she’d slap her cheeks a few times before using her favorite vibrator. She never had dated a man who was actually part of that world.
Brad was gay so he wouldn’t be offering. What a shame because she could see them having fun together!
Could he be carrying a bagful of goodies? Maybe Santa was going to be extra special to her this year.
Please Santa I’ve been a good girl all year long. Please tell me you sent Brad with something extra special for my stocking this year.
Halfway though the job, Meg decided it was time to go back to her stranger. He’d been out there long enough. By now, he knew she was aware of his secret.
Turning she ran smack into his broad chest again. “We really need to stop meeting like this.” Clearing her throat, she took a step back only to come against the copier. “I was just coming out to see you.”
He stepped closer, closing the small gap between them. “How are you doing?” His voice dripped with desire.
“Fantastic. Your copies are just about done.”
Damn she wished he’d step back. He was much too close. He turned her on.
“Are you sure?” He traced his finger along her cheek.
She gulped, her body overheating.
He bent closer, taking her lips. He kissed her slowly. She melted against him; her arms snaked around his neck. He touched her breast, causing a moan to escape her lips. His bulge brushed against her. He wanted her.
While he kissed her, his fingers unzipped the back of her dress then unsnapped her bra. He pushed the garments down around her waist, exposing her breasts.
His mouth covered her nipple, sucking until it puckered. God his mouth felt good. How long had it been since a man had his mouth on her? Too long. Lisa was right; she needed to get laid, but not by Kenny.
When Brad moved to the other breast she thought for sure she was going to crumble to the floor. Her hands gripped the edges of the copier to steady herself.
“I’m going to fuck you Meg, right now.

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One Tasty Night

I received a google alert today and it was for this fantastic review for One Tasty Night. How perfect, as today I was going to give you a tasty treat of this book. So, I'll start with the link to the review and below I'll share the blurb and excerpt!

Enjoy and TGIF!

Wild Plum said:

It seems Amber Skyze has a writing ability we would all love to have when it comes to erotic romance. I am so impressed with her writing. She is a very clear, tight (no pun intended) writer. I really enjoy her books and her characters and the worlds they live in.

To read the full review go here:

http://whippedcream2.blogspot.com/2009/09/one-tasty-night-by-amber-skyze.html?zx=25c9a31d54c01c18

Blurb:

Taylor Jax has a secret. She fantasizes about seducing long time friend Shane Griffin. Only problem, he’s eight years her junior – too young in her mind.
During a game of truth or dare her secret is exposed. Challenged by her best friends Taylor must go into an adult toy store and buy all the accessories needed to live out her fantasy.
With another night of truth or dare looming, Taylor makes a bold move. Before her friends can dare her, she plans a full-fledge seduction.
Shane has loved Taylor for as long as he can remember. She enters his store in disguise, prompting him to tease her. To his surprise she agrees to have dinner with him. And when she propositions him he wonders - will one night be enough?

Excerpt:

Looking around Taylor noticed she wound up in the vibrator aisle. At least it was something familiar. Every woman owned a vibrator, didn’t they? As she absorbed the different sizes and shapes she wondered how big Shane was. Picking up the icicle dreams she scrunched her nose. Not her style. She liked them to at least look like a penis. She placed it back in its spot.
She snatched a rather large one off the hook, imagining it Shane’s size.
“Hot bunny. Now this is what I’m talking about.”
"Find everything you're looking for?" Shane asked, sneaking up behind her.
His warm breath tickled the back of her neck, sending heat coursing through her overheated body. Her mouth grew dry. Water. She needed water to put out the flames burning her body. "Umm, I think I'm okay," she breathed.
"Are you sure?" he whispered.
She wanted to fall back into his arms. She wanted to give in to her desires and let him do whatever he wanted. “Yes.”
God, she had to get out of there soon or something bad was going to happen.
"You sure you don’t need a hand?" His fingertips traced down her arms and sent shivers through her body.
She wanted to scream Fuck Me! but she fought the urge. "Really, I'm fine. Don't you have other customers to assist?"
"Not at the moment. You're my only customer. And since you're always so good to me I'm going to give you extra special attention.”
Her legs were mush standing this close to him.
“Let me see your list,” he coaxed.
“Shane, I’m fine. Seriously. I'll handle the list."
Shane stepped in front of her. "I know the store from top to bottom. Just like you know Tasty Taylor’s. Let me help, please."
Those captivating cerulean eyes pulled her into a trance. They begged her to just give in this one time. She wouldn't. She couldn't.
"No.”
"Come on," he pleaded. Before she could respond, he snatched the paper from her hands and looked it over. "Oh, this will be a cinch."
"Give that to me," she demanded, her hand held out impatiently.
He shoved the paper into his pants. "If you want it, come and get it."
Taylor stood there dumbfounded. Had he really just stuck her list down his pants?
What the hell was she going to do now? Certainly she couldn’t put her hands down his pants and grab it could she? Serve him right if she did. Wonder if he’d be standing there looking so smug if she reached in and took her paper.
If she did she could find out just how big he was. Oh, the would girls enjoy that conversation.
“You seriously don’t want me to come and get it, do you?” She gave him one last chance to change his mind.
“Don’t I?” He turned and walked away.
Challenging her was a big mistake on his part.

Shameless Self Promo Day 2

Today I'm sharing a tidbit from Mistletoe Studs. With the holidays just around the corner (ack!) I'm not a winter person, though I live in the northeast, this story will warm you up on a cold winter's night!

Blurb:
Meg Trainor has one wish for Christmas every year: Two men who will fulfill all her fantasies. Santa's in a giving mood this year. Brothers and co-owners of Turquoise Toys, Brad and Shane Griffin will give her a Christmas she'll never forget.

Excerpt:
Meg couldn’t believe her eyes. These were not the toys she had imagined. She thought he was talking about children’s toys. These were not intended for children. These were adult toys in every sense of the word. There were floggers, paddles, butt plugs, ball gags, straps with dildos attached and handcuffs—all Turquoise, explaining the name. Meg wasn’t naive about the BDSM world. When she realized her desire to submit she wanted to know the who, what, where and why. She read everything she could about the subject. She knew enough about it to understand.

She’d even bought a few toys to experiment with. Like the ping pong paddle she’d purchased when she was curious to know what it felt like to be spanked. It wasn’t something she did regularly but when she was in the mood for a good orgasm she’d slap her cheeks a few times before using her favorite vibrator. She never had dated a man who was actually part of that world.

Brad was gay so he wouldn’t be offering. What a shame because she could see them having fun together!

Could he be carrying a bagful of goodies? Maybe Santa was going to be extra special to her this year.

Please Santa I’ve been a good girl all year long. Please tell me you sent Brad with something extra special for my stocking this year.

Halfway though the job, Meg decided it was time to go back to her stranger. He’d been out there long enough. By now, he knew she was aware of his secret.

Turning she ran smack into his broad chest again. “We really need to stop meeting like this.” Clearing her throat, she took a step back only to come against the copier. “I was just coming out to see you.”

He stepped closer, closing the small gap between them. “How are you doing?” His voice dripped with desire.

“Fantastic. Your copies are just about done.”

Damn she wished he’d step back. He was much too close. He turned her on.

“Are you sure?” He traced his finger along her cheek.

She gulped, her body overheating.

He bent closer, taking her lips. He kissed her slowly. She melted against him; her arms snaked around his neck. He touched her breast, causing a moan to escape her lips. His bulge brushed against her. He wanted her.

While he kissed her, his fingers unzipped the back of her dress then unsnapped her bra. He pushed the garments down around her waist, exposing her breasts.

His mouth covered her nipple, sucking until it puckered. God his mouth felt good. How long had it been since a man had his mouth on her? Too long. Lisa was right; she needed to get laid, but not by Kenny.

When Brad moved to the other breast she thought for sure she was going to crumble to the floor. Her hands gripped the edges of the copier to steady herself.

“I’m going to fuck you Meg, right now.

Knock Me Over Review - One Tasty Night

ONE TASTY NIGHT

AMBER SKYZE

ISBN: 978-1-60168-231-0

May 2009

Aspen Mountain Press

http://www.aspenmountainpress.com/

E-Book$4.00

84 PagesCougar /EroticaRating: 5 Cups

Taylor runs Taylor Sweets and every morning sells a bunch of lollipops to the uber handsome, hot, and younger Shane. After accepting a challenge from her friends, Taylor heads to an “adult toy store”, only to discover that the shop is Shane‘s second business.

Shane is thrilled when his long term crush, Taylor, is discovered in his store. When he finally gets her to go out with him, his family interrupts his big date.Talyor hopes Shane comes back, because if he is her dream man come true, then she is going to fulfill as many of her fantasies as she can. Shane is thrilled to use some of his store’s toys with Taylor. But, can he show her that the age difference is not as big as their desire for each other?

Here is the quick part of the review: One Tasty Night is excellent. Stop what you are doing and go to Aspen Press and buy it now. For the details, the main characters are perfect for the story and each other. The sex is out of this world and works fantastically with the plot. No act is gratuitous, but they are all hot and thrilling. Little details are well written and made this wonderful story all the better. This is my first book by Ms Skyze, but I cannot wait for her next publication.

Anya

Reviewer for Coffee Time Romance & More

Blurb:

Taylor Jax has a secret. She fantasizes about seducing longtime friend Shane Griffin. Only problem, he’s eight years her junior – too young in her mind.

During a game of truth or dare her secret is exposed. Challenged by her best friends, Taylor must go into an adult toy store and buy all the accessories needed to live out her fantasy.With another night of truth or dare looming, Taylor makes a bold move. Before her friends can dare her, she plans a full-fledged seduction.

Shane has loved Taylor for as long as he can remember. She enters his store in disguise, prompting him to tease her. To his surprise she agrees to have dinner with him. And when she propositions him he wonders - will one night be enough?

Excerpt:

Looking around, Taylor noticed she’d wound up in the vibrator aisle. At least it was something familiar. Every woman owned a vibrator, didn’t they? As she absorbed the different sizes and shapes she wondered how big Shane was. Picking up the icicle dreams she scrunched her nose. Not her style. She liked them to at least look like a penis. She placed it back in its spot.

She snatched a rather large one off the hook, imagining it was Shane’s size. “Hot bunny. Now this is what I’m talking about.”

"Find everything you're looking for?" Shane asked, sneaking up behind her.

His warm breath tickled the back of her neck, sending heat coursing through her overheated body. Her mouth grew dry. Water. She needed water to put out the flames burning her body. "Umm, I think I'm okay."

"Are you sure?"

She wanted to fall back into his arms. She wanted to give in to her desires and let him do whatever he wanted. “Yes.”

God, she had to get out of there soon or something bad was going to happen.

"You sure you don’t need a hand?" His fingertips traced down her arms and sent shivers through her body.

She wanted to scream Fuck Me! but she fought the urge. "Really, I'm fine. Don't you have other customers to assist?"

"Not at the moment. You're my only customer. And since you're always so good to me I'm going to give you extra special attention.”

Her legs were mush standing this close to him.

“Let me see your list,” he coaxed.

“Shane, I’m fine. Seriously. I'll handle the list."

Shane stepped in front of her. "I know the store from top to bottom. Just like you know Tasty Taylor’s. Let me help, please."

Those captivating eyes pulled her into a trance. They begged her to just give in this one time. She wouldn't. She couldn't.

"No.”

"Come on," he pleaded.

Before she could respond, he snatched the paper from her hands and looked it over. "Oh, this will be a cinch."

"Give that to me," she demanded, her hand held out impatiently.

He shoved the paper into his pants. "If you want it, come and get it."

Taylor stood there dumbfounded. Had he really just stuck her list down his pants? What the hell was she going to do now? Certainly she couldn’t put her hands down his pants and grab it could she? Serve him right if she did. Would he be standing there looking so smug if she reached in and took her paper? If she did she could find out just how big he was. Oh, the girls would enjoy that conversation.

“You seriously don’t want me to come and get it, do you?” She gave him one last chance to change his mind.

“Don’t I?” He turned and walked away.

Challenging her was a big mistake.