Monday, September 30, 2013

Snippets of Naughty with Marisa Cleveland

Thanks so much for having me on your blog! I love the banner and all your posts! I'm really excited about being a guest here today, because my bio specifically states my romance novels focus on playfully naughty relationships, and where better to share some snippets of naughty than with the Naughty Author Chicks!

Here are some snippets of naughty from my contemporary romance, Reforming the Cowboy:

Snippet 1:

            She collapsed in a heap on the stage, staring at the darkened overhead lights. She didn't know what to say. She'd never had so many orgasms in her life, and she'd never had completely silent sex before.
            Thank you thank you thank you ran through her mind.

Snippet 2:

            Her brows furrowed but a smile tugged on the corners of her mouth. “I don’t want to be one in a long line.”
            “Darlin’, there hasn’t been a line in years.”

            She crawled onto her hands and knees and kissed him fiercely, and one more piece of him melted into her. When he left, would she remember tonight as something special or just the fulfillment of a college crush?

Snippet 3:

They weren’t compatible in any way. Except in bed. But sex did not make a relationship. She closed her eyes as images of them in her shower whizzed through her memories. She didn’t want to break up with a fight or read about him with some other woman in the tabloids. She also didn’t want a long, drawn-out effort where they lost sight of the good times. Their last moment together should be the laughing, panting after-sex glow she held clear in her head.


I hope you enjoyed those sneak peeks into my first novel. What are some playfully naughty novels you've read and loved?


Bio: Marisa Cleveland loves to laugh, hates to cry, and does both often. As a writer, she writes. Every day. If she couldn’t express herself through writing, music, and dance, she would die. Perhaps because she married her best friend, her adult romance novels focus on playfully naughty relationships developed through friendship and family-oriented values. She believes romance novels are the perfect “how to” books, because no matter the obstacles, the characters keep working toward their happily ever after. She loves to connect with writers and readers through social media. Visit her website ( to find where she is online.

Book Title: Reforming the Cowboy: A South Beach Book

Book Blurb:

Country singer Billy Hardy needs to get back on the charts. His manager assures him headlining the opening of a cafe in South Beach is his best chance at getting back to the big time. If he fails, his career is over for good this time.

Lacey Durant can't believe opening night includes the country singer she crushed on through college. And her customers agree he's dreamy. But his playboy reputation threatens her cafe's image and she can't afford that. She insists Billy stay with her so she can keep an eye on him, and thwart overenthusiastic fans.

Billy's charms and Lacey's sexy curves prove more than either can resist, but she refuses to be just another lyric in his well-known songs of heartbreak.

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Friday, September 27, 2013


Southern belle Campbell Layne is the rising star of the Manhattan Ballet Theatre, providing she lands the upcoming principal role. The stage heats up, however, when Rod Carrington steps in and teaches her more than she ever expected.

Campbell is determined to stay focused on the audition that will push her into stardom, but the dazzling attorney she meets at a gala proves to be a major distraction especially when he ends up being her professor in a college class she’s taking in her spare time. Campbell humiliates herself on their first date, but that doesn’t stop Rod from whisking her off to Italy and turning her into quite the vixen. Too bad he also had to use his powerful influence to secure the lead for her. Now she’ll never know if her talent was real or “bought” by the man she thought was the love of her life.

In DANCE WITH A MILLIONAIRE, Campbell and Rod are foodies. They wine and dine at Jean Georges in New York City and two other  fabulous places in Italy. After that, Campbell cooks Rod a down home meal complete with collards, cornbread, mashed potatoes, fried chicken, and apple pie. She throws in grits, too. What’s more Southern than that? Here’s one of my favorite down-home recipes. Hope you enjoy it.

Jalapeno Cheese Grits

2 cups quick-cooking grits
2 1/2 cups grated extra-sharp Cheddar
1 stick unsalted butter

1 tablespoon hot sauce (recommended: Tabasco)
3 large eggs, well beaten

2 jalapenos, finely diced
1/4 cup canned chopped green chiles

Garlic salt

Directions:    Preheat oven to 350 degrees F. Cook the grits according to the directions on the back of the package. Remove from the heat and add next 6 ingredients (Cheddar through chilies). Stir well and season with garlic salt, to taste. Pour into a buttered 9-inch baking dish and bake for 1 hour. Let cool slightly before slicing and serving.

 Now, let’s heat things up some more with this ADULT EXCERPT:
“Bel-la.” Rod gathered her tighter and simply hugged her, burying his face in her hair.

For a second, the world stopped and her heart melted as he pressed his chest into hers. His woodsy, clean scent blended with the lemony smell of his starched shirt. She heard him inhale deeply, and the loneliness over the past few weeks faded away. Spreading her fingers wide, she slid them into the softness of his hair before gliding down to knead the muscles of his upper back.
“You’re tense.”

“I’m sexually frustrated.” His mouth found her earlobe. The metal on her earring clanked against his teeth. She let out a low chuckle.
“Me, too.”

“You smell like lavender and vanilla and taste cinnamony and sweet.”

“Then eat me up.”
“I intend to.” His palm slipped to her breast, giving it a firm squeeze before rubbing her nipple through the coat.

The satin lining stimulated her nipples further. “Hmm,” she moaned as her head fell back, and she arched into his hand. Rod granted her silent request, tugging at the knot at her waist and pushing the coat off her shoulders. His eyebrows shot up at seeing her unclothed. A large grin stretched across his beautiful mouth, his lips full and moist from kissing her.
“Come to my office and sit on my lap anytime.” He bent to lick a nipple.

She dug her nails into his back. “Yes, darlin’.”
“Patience, princess.” His tongue twirled around her areola as he squeezed her other breast. Switching his lips to it, he sucked the entire thing into this mouth.

His cock rubbed against her inner thigh, teasing her pussy with its nearness. Shifting her weight, she rotated her hips so his dick touched her clit. She was dying to have his long, hot, velvety dick deep inside her, stretching her wide. Her juices dripped in anticipation. “More,” she said, hoping to hurry him up. He groaned his approval and slid his fingers to her pussy, parting the folds, and rolling her clit back and forth with the tip of his finger. Sensations exploded, shattering her composure into a million pieces then melting them into a warm, liquid pool of satisfaction that heated her skin. Every nerve ending, every cell seemed attuned to his touch.
She moaned so loudly he raised a finger to her lips in a shushing gesture. Her response was to take it into her mouth and suck. God, she’d never felt such abandonment, such freedom at acting like a—what was the word? Siren. Yes, Campbell had discovered a side of herself she’d never known existed. Rod had coaxed a bit out in Italy, but now she felt all her inhibitions slip away. She wanted to show him that she was as wild and sexy as his other women.

Her fingers worked in desperate, quick movements to loosen his tie and undo his buttons. She pulled the shirt from his pants, spread the material, and dipped her head to taste his nipples. When she began to unbuckle his belt, he stilled her.
“Tell me you’re kidding.”

“It’s my turn, you seductive minx.” He reached behind her and sent papers flying to the floor. Circling his hands around her hips, he lifted her onto the desk.
Raising her foot to his chest, she lightly speared him in the heart with her stiletto. He grabbed her ankle and deposited her foot on the arm of his massive leather chair. He did the same with her other leg then, running his hands from her calves to her knees, he pushed her legs wide. And feasted.


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Bones vs Castle!

We watch both shows, and love both shows.  But I love Bones just a little bit more.  I think it's a combination of things - the characters, the romance, the storylines, the writing.

While Castle and Kate are fun, Booth and Brennan just have that special something that makes them work. Same goes for the secondary characters. Like Castle and Kate, Ryan and Esposito are fun, but in my opinion, they don't have the depth that Angela, Hodges, Cam, Sweets and the Squinterns have. As for the romance, I gotta say that Bones and Brennan have it all over Castle and Kate. For me, Castle and Kate's romance is kinda one-note, whereas Bones and Brennan have the type of romance that seems to go way deeper. Same goes for storylines and overall writing. I think Castle is best when they're doing something funny, like chasing Bigfoot or tracking down what Castle thinks is an alien from outer space. Bones, on the other hand, does serious drama as well as comedy by balancing the two in a way that works.

Plus, I have a thing for David Boreanaz!

So, while I love both shows, if I had to pick a favorite, it'd be Bones all the way!

How about you?


Hunk Heroes, Kickbutt Heroines, Unforgettable Romance!

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Behind the Scenes with the FBI hottie from "Naked Sushi"

I love heroes.

Tall, sexy, dangerous men with that irresistible look in their eye that makes you want to follow them anywhere.

That's what happens to Pepper O'Malley, the heroine in NAKED SUSHI, my Cosmo Red-Hot Read from Harlequin. She follows this FBI hottie straight into trouble in the copy room at the video game company where she works when she has an encounter of the erotic kind. She doesn't then he's Special Agent Steve Raines.

What was he thinking? Find out in this excerpt when we first meet Steve as he tries to explain to his sexy female boss, Jordan, what happened:


He’d frisked her to make sure she wasn’t private security packing heat. “I made love to her.”

“I imagine she couldn’t resist your charm,” she snarled.

“It works on you every time.”

“Can it, Steven. You’re the best- looking field agent I have, but the FBI didn’t hire you for your looks.”

He let that pass.

“Believe me, Jordan, you haven’t seen this girl.” He whistled under his breath. “She’s sensational.”

He’d never forget how she ground her butt into his groin, teasing him, making him crazy. Dry humping him until he couldn’t take it any longer. To knock him off balance? He had to find out. He’d slid her jeans down over her smooth skin and grabbed her ass. A more perfect ass he’d never seen. And one that gave a guy all kinds of sinful thoughts. Damn, he was going ballistic over this chick.

Why? Because she’d touched a nerve in him.

For all her brave talk, he swore she wasn’t as easy a lay as she made out.

Maybe it was the glasses, which he found sexy, that gave her the innocent air. In the end it was his job to make sure she wasn’t a threat to him.

“Listen up, Steven,” Jordan was saying, “we’ve been trying to bring in this corporate sleazeball for months and get him to talk.” She paused, no doubt to gulp down her coffee. Black. Always. “And now you’re telling me when you get the chance to get the goods on him, you let your dick do the talking.”

“You’ll have my full report in the morning, Jordan,” Steve promised, knowing he faced another sleepless night. He hadn’t copied the whole file, but what he had seen didn’t advance the investigation. Frustrated, he downed the last of his coffee. This case was keeping them both up late. Briggs had drawn the attention of the FBI when his bank reported that he split up large financial transactions into smaller ones, then tried unsuccessfully to take his name off them. They needed evidence to prove he was structuring the transfers to evade reporting them. It didn’t stop there. It was the why that had them baffled. According to their sources, Briggs had made several unexplained overseas trips. Not to mention extravagant dinners at posh hotels, yet Pepper said her boss was cheap.

Steve’s gut told him something bigger was at stake than tax evasion. He’d put out feelers on the street and had a few nibbles. What he’d learned so far wasn’t pretty. He suspected Briggs was involved in money laundering. All he needed was proof.

 “I want to see you in my office first thing in the morning,” Jordan finished with a yawn. “Is that clear?”

“Anything you say, ma’am,” Steve said, signing off, knowing she hated him calling her ma’am.

“Seven a.m. sharp,” she insisted. “Before breakfast.”

“I’ll bring the beer,” he said, grinning. “You bring the doughnuts.”

Then he hung up.

He pulled the baseball cap down low over his eyes to take a quick snooze, planning his next move. His balls tightened. Damn, he couldn’t concentrate. How could he even think? He couldn’t forget his encounter in the copy room with the redhead. There was something about that girl that got under his skin.

He intended to find out more about this Pepper. Who she was, where she came from. And why she was working late. That made her suspect in his eyes. She knew something, but what?

He intended to get a full report on her.

Pepper. Smooth, round ass. Sweet, sexy bod.

A perfect fit for his dick.

Are you as hot as your name? he’d asked her.

You bet she was.

This case just got a whole lot more interesting.

Coming in October 2013 from Cosmo Red-Hot Reads from Harlequin:
NAKED SUSHI is available for pre-order on Amazon!

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Monday, September 23, 2013

Cabal Hijack! Meet Dave "The Adonis" Hammer

Today we have Gerty interviewing the exotic dancer Dave. Give them a big round of applause and get out your dollar bills.

*Gerty beckons Dave into the backroom of the bakery*

Gerty: So, Dave. Welcome to my lil’ slice of heaven. I’m not sure what to ask as you’re the first, um, dancer I’ve ever met. I know that the writers want us to chat, so let’s get started. Please introduce yourself.

Dave: Hi, my name is "AD", better known as Adonis Dave but my real name is Dave "the Adonis" Hammer. I love laying the "hammer" down, its my favorite pastime. Well, that and dancing for women.

Gerty: *clears throat* Okay. Well, it sounds like you have an exciting life. Much more exciting than mine. Although, I do have a sex-drone-turned-bakery-assistant, so that’s gotta count for something right? Right? *blushes* Never mind, let’s continue. If you had to explain yourself, to someone who hasn’t read your story, what would you say?

Dave: *winking* I am the sexiest guy you will ever get a lap dance from. I'm all about the woman when I dance for her...physically that is. My mind may wonder a bit, hence the nickname "AD". I could give you a sample if you’d-

Leven: Even though I am android I do have feelings. You will not proposition my Gertrude. If she needs her lap to be danced upon I will make sure to fulfill that fantasy.

Gerty: Okay, Leven… enough of that. We don’t need to get into your training and what awesome things you can do with your… lap. Dave, how would you describe your significant other (others)?

Dave: *laughing* I have many significant others. There's Becky on Mondays, Theresa on Tuesdays, Shelly & Sara on Wednesdays, Thursdays are all about Amy, Lauren & Sasha. Fridays and Saturdays I like to keep my options open and on Sundays I need my rest.

Gerty: Really? Wow… *stammering* That’s, well, that’s just… wow. I know the writers are making me ask… how about the sex, so dish. How has it been in the sack?

Dave: I really love to make a woman scream my name. I will do anything and everything in order to make that happen. A little oral, a little BDSM, a little role playing. I'm down for whatever makes her happy and shout, "Oh, Dave! You make the best love!"

Leven: *turning to Gerty before grinning at Dave* My Getrude screams my name every time. It is a wonderful sound. Sometimes I even have to change my cum to contain medicine so when she swal-

Gerty: Damn it, Leven. I’ve told you. We don’t talk about that. *sighing* Dave, if you could change one thing, what would it be?

Dave: Oh, that’s easy. That I could please more than 4 or 5 women in a night without getting tired.

Leven: I can pleasure Gertrude as many times as she wants including keeping an erection for hours. That definitely is a downfall for human men. *nodding*

Gerty: *hangs head* I can’t stand it any more. The two of you can talk shop after we’re done. Last question. For those readers that haven’t read your story, give me a quick glimpse into it.

Dave: I wrote this story when I was a rookie at the strip club. I was wet behind the ears still and had no clue what to do. Of course, now I'm much more experienced and know how to handle the situations better. Remember, I was green and the story is about the rookie mistakes and observations I made.

Gerty: Thank you for stopping by. Let me know if you want anything from the case up front. I’ll leave you two to talk about whatever it is, but I’m out of here. *she stands and walks out of the room*

Leven: So, you’ll teach me some of these lap dance moves, correct? I like surprising Gerty with new methods and techniques.

*the men stand and Dave shows the android some killer moves*

Dave is the hunkilicious hero in Justin Whitfield’s story in the anthology Fondled and Gobbled: Messier than Ever. While Gerty is the heroine who always gets a rise in Lea Barrymire’s story in the anthology Fondled and Gobbled: Back for More.

You can find out all about Justin Whitfield and his books:
Twitter @justinEndZone

You can find out all about Lea Barrymire on her website:
Twitter @LeaBarrymire

Fondled and Gobbled: Messier than Ever

His plan was to find a mate to give him offspring, not to bear the children himself! Can a centuries-old city vampire and a honky-tonk country honey accept each other’s unusual sexual needs? The perfect dream lover is definitely too good to be true, especially when you’ve been drinking in an Irish pub. What’s a male erotic dancer actually thinking during that lap dance?

If you’re looking for the perfect romance with the perfect hero and heroine, this isn’t it! This is a series of spoofs, parodies, just-for-fun lighthearted take-offs. It’s for all us longtime, hard-core romance readers who can laugh at the clichés, purple prose and “suspend your disbelief” plot devices that haunt our beloved favorite genre.

An Exotika® erotica anthology from Ellora’s Cave

Saturday, September 21, 2013

Cabal Hijack! Meet Daxiron & Xochiquetzal

A big alien walks in and eyes the woman sitting across from him with mild interest. Perhaps a female of her kind would be compatible with his species? Behind him is a beautiful woman with blood red hair and smug, but possessive smile on her face.

Persiphone: I just finished reading your story and OMG you are so strong and brave. *gazes at Daxiron a little too long* Both of you. Your story made me tear up. It’s so hard to find a mate willing to do whatever it took to be with you. Please introduce yourselves and give me a two sentence synopsis of your story.

Daxiron: What is this earth word for synopsis? *grumbles* My species is looking for females to breed with. I met my mate at a pleasure establishment. I wanted to impregnate her, but she impregnated me.

Persiphone: Wait. There are pleasure establishments? How would someone get there? Not that I would want to find your species or anything. And OMG! You are my idol now, Xochiquetzal. You are truly brilliant. THAT is how to get a man to hang around. Get him pregnant! Do you mind if I take notes? And OMG! I need to talk to you privately afterward. I have some questions.

Xochiquetzal: Well, I did warn him. *winks at Daxiron*

Persiphone: If you had to explain yourself, to someone who hasn’t read your story, what would you say?

Daxiron: We’re a proud warrior species without females. We’re strong, tough.

Xochiquetzal: And super sexy and handsome, but a bit bull headed.

Daxiron: I am not!

Xochiquetzal: *whisper* He’s over emotional. He just gave birth.

Persiphone: It sounds like your warriors are a lot like my man. *sighs*

Persiphone: How would you describe your mate to others?

Daxiron: *grins* The meaning of her name in my language says it all, but I do love her. She’s a beautiful mate.

Persiphone: *gazes at Xochiquetzal* She is very beautiful. You two would look great in pictures. Not that I take pictures of people or anything.

Xochiquetzal: I explained it above. Sexy, ripped and even though their species is a bit stubborn, they’re wonderful protectors. Just don’t get them pregnant.

Persiphone: *sighs appreciatively and moves closer* I like strong, virile protectors. A LOT.

Persiphone: Okay, we’ve GOT to know about the sex, so dish. How has it been in the sack?

Daxiron: *growls appreciatively*

Xochiquetzal: The best I’ve ever had. Seriously a great lay.

Persiphone: Wow. Your men are so…brave to sacrifice yourselves like this for a mate. What would you change if you could?

Daxiron: She would be giving birth and breastfeeding, not I!

Xochiquetzal: Yeah, that would be about right. *grins*

Persiphone: OMG! So are there more like you? Not that I’d like hunt them down and follow them or anything. *grins and awaits an answer eagerly*

Daxiron: Well, a few brave warriors have stated that if they encounter more females like my mate they will take on the task of becoming impregnated by them to further our species--

Xochiquetzal: Only like three guys. The rest of the 900 crew members want to keep looking.

Daxiron and Xochiquetzal are the proud parents from Amy Ruttan’s story in the upcoming Fondled and Gobbled: Messier than Ever.  And Persiphone is from Cara Carne’s story in the anthology Fondled and Gobbled: Back for More.

You can find out all about Amy Ruttan from her website:
Twitter @ruttanamy

And you can find out about Cara Carnes from her website:
Twitter @caracarnes

Fondled and Gobbled: Messier than Ever

His plan was to find a mate to give him offspring, not to bear the children himself! Can a centuries-old city vampire and a honky-tonk country honey accept each other’s unusual sexual needs? The perfect dream lover is definitely too good to be true, especially when you’ve been drinking in an Irish pub. What’s a male erotic dancer actually thinking during that lap dance?

If you’re looking for the perfect romance with the perfect hero and heroine, this isn’t it! This is a series of spoofs, parodies, just-for-fun lighthearted take-offs. It’s for all us longtime, hard-core romance readers who can laugh at the clichés, purple prose and “suspend your disbelief” plot devices that haunt our beloved favorite genre.

An Exotika® erotica anthology from Ellora’s Cave

Wednesday, September 18, 2013

Cabal Hijack! Meet Holly, Hawk, and Cade

A large warrior alien strides into the room wearing something similar to a Baby Bjorn, but he hands his infant off to his mate and sits across the table from Holly Thomas, Cade Kincaid and Hawk Hudson and stares them in the eye.

DAXIRON: Introduce yourself and tell me why you are here. I like to know who I am speaking to.

 *Author interjection* He means tell us a bit about your story please.

Holly leans forward to check out Daxiron’s package. Both Hawk and Cade grab her arms and haul her back to her chair.

Holly: Gawd, y’all are this close to being spectators in a Holly sex toy fantasy night. I was just checking to see what the alien was packing! *sniff* I’m Holly Thomas and these are my men, Cade Kincaid and Hawk Hudson.

Cade: My little cactus is correct, we’re her men.

Hawk: *frowns at the table and grabs Holly’s purse to look for something* Did you bring my antibacterial wipes, baby? I swear this place is unsanitary. *he wipes the table until it squeaks and tells his tale* Cade’s my best friend. Holly was his girl and they invited me over one night and uh…

Holly: He passed the Big Hoss test with flying fucking colors, y’all. *holds her hands out at least a foot apart* I’m talking…I almost walked bowl-legged for a week.

Cade: That’s because you kept wanting to play cowgirls and stallions, my little cactus.

Holly just grins.

How very…interesting. Now, explain to those who don’t know you what’re you like. I can see for myself your appearance, but explain it for the others!

Holly: I’m straight up awesome, that’s what I’m like. I’m a girl who likes to get her cookies. Several times in a single night and as much as I love Cade and Big Hoss, not to mention the rest of my sex toy gang, we knew Hawk was the perfect addition to our family.

Hawk: *holds out the pack of used antibacterial wipes* Huh? What? Oh yeah, she’s awesome. Is there some place I can throw this away? Honey, did you pack my antibacterial gel? I think I might have touched the table without the wipes between me and the surface. Do you have any idea how many germs are on these things?

Cade: *takes the wipes away from Hawk* He’s a good guy and because he helps my girl get what she wants, he’s going to be the best man at our wedding.

Holly: And Cade is so wonderful, and rich, we’re having another ceremony with Cade as Hawk’s best man when we get married. I know some bitches be thinking it’s too much being married to two men, but they’re jealous and if they get in my face, I’ll cut a bitch.

Hawk and Cade absently keep Holly from pulling the razorblade out of her cheek.

DAXIRON: Describe your mate. Now.

*Author interjection* Daxiron, please be nice. Do I have to tell them what Daxiron means in your mate’s tongue? Daxiron grumbles.

Holly: I thought I just did. Cade…is uh *she pauses and thinks* Sexy and rich and gorgeous and works me up like no one else can. Hawk is *she holds her hands a foot apart again* Need I say more?

Cade: *puffs out his chest* And Holly is amazing. Since she opened that sex toy factory earlier this year, she’s become the Queen of Dick.

Hawk: Does that infant have a cold? Shouldn’t you put it in an incubator before possibly passing on any of its germs to unsuspecting people? *pulls out a surgical mask and places it over his face* Cade and Holly are the best things to happen to me. Why, I wouldn’t have realized sex could be good with one condom if it wasn’t for them. And kissing! I almost don’t care how many germs live in the human mouth now.

Holly: But you still make me brush my teeth before we kiss after I give a blow—
Hawk and Cade cover her mouth with their hands.

Cade: Next question please?

DAXIRON: I like this question. Tell us how you mate, what is it like to fornicate with your significant other. *eager gleam in his eyes*

Cade: Hot. We like to switch it up on our little cactus, if you know what I mean.

Holly: Orgasmic. Many times over. And that’s without the toys.

Hawk: *wrinkles his nose* It’s messy. *straightens when he gets the stink eye from Holly* but hot, very hot. Holly is the love of my life and Cade is my best friend. I feel like I have a new lease on life with them. And the sex is amazing. As long as she doesn’t have a cold.

DAXIRON: If you could change one thing, what would it be?

Hawk: Blindfolds so I don’t have to see Cade’s junk and full body condoms. I’m almost positive they’d enhance the experience for all of us if we weren’t exchanging body fluids.

Cade and Holly: Hawk’s germaphobia.

Holly: But that’s something we’re working on together. At least now he doesn’t scream every time I sneeze. As much.

DAXIRON: Before I go and nurse my young one, give us a little sneak peak of your story.


She leaned forward to kiss him, but he jerked back, his cock deflating at the thought of tasting his friend’s cum on her lips. It wasn’t just that though. The human mouth contained at least a hundred different types of bacteria. Hawk scoured his mouth with medical grade wash, brushed six times a day and flossed twice a day to keep his own bacteria at bay. He wasn’t about to take on someone else’s germs. He was certain Holly was a clean, hygienic woman, but just couldn’t kiss her and he sensed her disappointment. It was nothing new for Hawk. His girlfriends hated that he didn’t kiss. At all. Sure, he logically understood that not all bacteria were harmful, but he just couldn’t purposely take someone else’s bacteria into his body. He couldn’t do it.

“Honey, why don’t you go brush your teeth,” Cade suggested in a small, slightly fearful voice.

The look Holly gave Cade should have killed him. Hawk actually worried she might pull her razor blade out of her cheek, but instead of going for his friend’s throat, she climbed off Hawk’s lap and stomped out of the room, her naked ass jiggling. The door to the bathroom slammed shut behind her and Hawk let out a shaky breath Cade echoed.


Hawk, Holly and Cade are a trio in Danica Avet’s story in Fondled and Gobbled: One More Slurp. And Daxiron is a warrior who found himself knocked up from Amy Ruttan’s story in Fondled and Gobbled: Messier than Ever.

And you can find out all about Danica Avet from her website:
Twitter @DanicaAvet

You can find out all about Amy Ruttan on her website:
Twitter @ruttanamy

Fondled and Gobbled: One More Slurp

A well-endowed germaphobe goes for a wild ride with a woman who knows no boundaries and her inadequately endowed boyfriend. Two BDSM novices learn that not everyone can top—when everyone wants to sub. Big boobs, big hair, a shrill voice and gunfire fetish—the hero finds the perfect woman. A girl who has never seen a penis before—but her momma told her what to do if a man ever whipped one out in front of her.

If you’re looking for the perfect romance with the perfect hero and heroine, this isn’t it! This is a serious of spoofs, parodies, just-for-fun lighthearted take-offs. It’s for all of us longtime, hard-core romance readers who can laugh at the clichés, purple prose and “suspend your disbelief” plot devices that haunt our beloved favorite genre

An Exotika® erotica anthology from Ellora’s Cave.

Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Guest post by Sascha Illyich

Today, I've offered up my spot to a special guest, author Sascha Illyvich, one of the rare men who openly write erotic romance! Please join me in thanking Sascha for being here. :)

Sexual Fantasy in Romance

I'm hanging out today with the Naughty Author Chicks blog in place of Cindy Spencer Pape, taking up her sexy space so we can talk romantic fantasy.  In other words, dirty sexy fun!

The myriad of things that turn a person on is an endless list and one romance explores through ménage and bdsm books.  I've got several of those and plenty of experience in…well I'm going to leave you to wonder.

One of my favorite sexiest fantasies though, is based on a real experience.  Yes I'm here going to dish out some fun facts about yours truly.  The playground scene in my Decadent book The Playground is actually based on an event that happened a long time ago.  This woman I was with wanted something kinky and it was late at night.  The closest thing to giving us cover involved…yup, you guessed it. An abandoned playground in a developing part of the neighborhood. Odd, that fantasy came back to me via another heart mate recently…only where we grew up.

Now said woman and I weren't re-establishing a relationship, we'd just met.  The image it brought to mind when I put the scene in a park with Devon and Shelly evoked images of that hot night, sweaty skin and cries of passion.  Come to think of it, I can still see the memory in my head but as to who the lover was based on, I'll never tell.

Being a Lifestyle author, I can and have granted many a play partner's non-sexual fantasy and give them an experience they'll never forget.  Hopefully one that makes them want to buy more of my books LOL!

How often do you think writers insert their realities into the fantasy part of sex scenes?

Check out Sascha's book, The Playground at: