This week’s Excerpt Tuesday comes from my newest release. It’s a hot read from nine authors. It’s already a bestseller on ARe and Bookstrand.
This week’s six comes from my new release that includes 9 hot stories from 9 awesome authors. In less than 24 hours it hit ARe bestseller list along with Bookstrand. It’s also sitting at #1 for anthology’s on Bookstrand.
“Would you like something to drink?”
Glancing over his shoulder, he sent her a smile that shot straight to her core, forcing her to press her legs together, but it only intensified the sensation adding more wetness to her already soaked thong.
If you would like to join in with some awesome authors for Six Sentence Sunday, go here. You can get a copy of this hot book from Evernight Publishing , Kindle, ARe and Bookstrand.
My book Her Seduction is part of this hot anthology and here’s a blurb of that book.
This week I have Tory Michaels with me.
“Good lord,” she said against his throat. “Wow doesn’t seem quite adequate.” The exchange was bliss itself, but ultimately left her unfulfilled. Her body throbbed with it, and she felt the same need in him, rock-hard desire pressing up against her core through their clothes. Dara shifted, trying to alleviate the pressure trapped between her thighs.
Anthony’s arm around her waist tightened, holding her still. He groaned, teeth grinding together. “I suggest, my pet, you stop moving if you wish me to remain a gentleman. There’s a reason exchanges take place during sex.”
Her mouth fell open. Chris had mentioned something of that nature on more than one occasion. In for a penny, in for a pound, Dara reasoned. It would be better than walking away right then, knowing they wanted the same thing. Maybe a second night would quench the lust, and she could let go of the need, the hunger for him he created just by breathing.
She shifted, straddling his lap to settle more firmly against the erection that bulged in his jeans and wrapped her arms around his neck. She felt reckless right then. A second night wouldn’t hurt anyone or anything. Dara found the notion liberating. “Do you really want me to stay still, Tony?”
His dark eyes glittered with familiar intensity as he clutched her hips. His mouth curled up at one corner. “Don’t call me that.”
“What?” She leaned forward and nuzzled the side of his neck, just above the tiny marks from where she had bitten him, and reached for the button on his jeans. “I don’t know. I rather like it. Sarah might be onto something with that. Tony Caldwell, man about town. Maybe I can convince you to like it.”
Anthony groaned as she slid the zipper down, shifting back on the couch. “Unlikely, but you can always try to convince me. What do you propose to do?”
Dara trailed her fingers just inside the waistband of his pants, toying with the firm flesh there. “I have an idea or two. It might be easier if you took your pants off though.”
“Are you going to reciprocate?” He set her own her feet before standing, towering over her.
She grinned up at him, easing the pants over his narrow hips until she could cup the rampant erection he sported. “Wasn’t planning on it quite yet.”
He shucked the pants off the rest of the way, kicking them to one side. A heartbeat later, his shirt joined the heap on the floor. Dara leaned back to admire the gorgeous sight he made, standing there totally nude. Oh, to have her camera, take a picture to remember this night for the rest of her existence, long after they moved on. Broad shoulders, chiseled abs leading down to his waist, with only a faint sprinkling of body hair.
She slowly circled him, trailing her fingertips over his middle, watching with delight as goosebumps rose in their wake.
Anthony held up his hands, watching her as she paused in front of him, clearly debating her course of action. It was a bit of a role reversal, as he was well-used to having her naked while he remained clothed. But he was inclined to give her her head and see where she led. “Now what?”
“Sit.” In that effort, she rested her hands, silky smooth and warm, on his chest to urge him down.
Yes, he liked this more decisive, assertive woman. He cherished the memory of her innocence and enthusiasm, but he found it quite alluring, a woman who knew what she wanted. And clearly she wanted something beyond the obvious. He settled back on the couch, arms spread along the back. If he didn’t, he’d reach for her and end this now. Control, Anthony, control.
His breath caught in his throat when she dropped to her knees between his legs and took him in her hands, stroked along his length. His world narrowed to just the two of them, everything not her fading rapidly as he thought only of the soft hands caressing him, something he’d long feared might never happen again. Anthony groaned. “You’re going to kill me, woman.”
A tiny, teasing smile crossed her face. “La petite mort, yes. That’s certainly the idea,” she said, cupping his balls. Warm breath tickled the length of him as she spoke.
His hands clenched into fists. He wouldn’t be able to take much of this, or he’d thoroughly disgrace himself by coming too soon. When she took him in her mouth, his eyes crossed. Gods, yes. If Odin himself popped in and offered to take him off to Valhalla, he would turn the god down in a heartbeat, just to stay like this. It’d been so long.
Dara allowed herself a satisfied mental smile at his raspy growl and swirled her tongue around his cock, continuing to caress him. He’d never let her get away with calling him Tony, but it’d been an excellent segue to this.
Her eyes closed as his fingers speared into her hair, massaging her scalp even as he slowed her pace.
“Such a talented mouth, pet,” he said, tugging strands free from the braid trailing down her back. “I’ve miss this so damned much.”
The words echoed round and round her head, and she hummed with satisfaction, drawing another long, tortured groan from him. And then voices from the past exploded from her subconscious, rough hands pulling at her. Such a good little pet. Dara choked.
“No!” She fell back, scrabbling away on the floor. Voices pressed in on her, upper-crust British accents, laughter, and pain. The newly recovered memories dug their claws in, and she buried her face in her knees, trying to force them back.
While this is so very true, I’m not going to be talking about what you might think. I do believe my husband would kill me if I told about my first time on my blog. *Turns to look over her shoulder, and making sure he’s not there.* Okay, so anyways back to business. Those of us in the Virgins Behaving Badly Anthology wanted to do a blog hop to get the word out about our book coming out this Friday March 16th.
Oh, yes, lets see, about my first time writing a sex scene. I remember it well; it was in a YA book I was attempting to write for my daughters to read. I had no plans for my hero and heroine to end up having sex on the couch and sure enough not having sex at all in the book. For goodness sake this was geared toward kids my kids’ age. It wasn’t a bad sex scene at all and it was pretty hot for my first one if I say so myself, but it was so full of crap as well. I’ve come a long way since writing that scene.
That night after writing that scene, or was it during the day, oh hell I don’t remember at all not that really matters. I decided that I need to try my hand at romance for adults and not YA. Even once I moved to that genre my sex scenes weren’t tame. It seemed as if once I started writing towards getting published in the romance genre my sex scenes started getting so much hotter and open doors. It wasn’t until I started writing my debut book, Road to Recovery did I really let go, and let my characters tell me how the sex scene will go, and that’s when my sex scenes started scorching up the screen.
So, there you have it how I wrote my first sex scene and how they got hotter. I hope you’ll go and catch the others in the anthology, and see about their first time.
Oh, I almost forgot, before I give you a glimpse into my book in this. You can win a copy! All you have to do is blog, tweet, Facebook about this anthology, POST THE LINK where you did this in a comment, and you’re entered for a chance to win a copy of this fabulous anthology! Now make sure leave your email address, so I know how to contact you if you win. Make sure in your link to direct people to Evernight Publishing. You have until March 16 to get your name in the drawing.
Here’s a sneak peak at Her Seduction that’s in Virgins Behaving Badly Anthology.
Her Seduction Blurb
Laura Cox has been in love with her brother’s best friend Bailey Johnson since high school, but has kept her feelings to herself. Now that she’s finished with college and has moved back home with her brother, she’s got a plan. She’s never had sex, and she plans on changing that by seducing him into teaching her about being a submissive. The thing she never counted on was that he’s playing for keeps.
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Raven McAllan: http://www.ravenmcallan.blogspot.com/
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This week’s six sentence comes from my book, Her Seduction that’s in the Virgins Behaving Badly Anthology coming out March 16. In this scene Bailey and Laura are in the pool.
I’ve decided to continue with the same scene I had up a few weeks ago. Let’s check in on Katie and see what’s going on with her and the mystery man in her bedroom.
His free palm roamed over her ass as it moved towards her back to her shirt. A moment later she heard something crash in the living room and her shirt ripped some more. Oh God, no, she couldn’t go through that! She’d rather die than to have him touch her again. His body lowered close to hers, and she could hear heavy breathing.
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