Tuesday, December 10, 2013

The #Countdown Continues with Author Tammy Dennings Maggy @dochappycamper Under the Mistletoe #erotic #suspense

Welcome back to Sassy Vixen Publishing and the continuation of our countdown to our first holiday release. It's a partnership with the Four Seduced Muses and today is my turn. 

I'm "The Vixen" aka Tammy Dennings Maggy and this novella is near and dear to my heart. Mr. Vixen inspired it. He's in the Coast Guard and has served in both Gulf Wars. I bet you didn't know the Coast Guard were also deployed overseas. Many were and served honorably. My husband was one of them. He hasn't had to be underway since we've been married. I guess that makes me one of the "lucky" ones.

Even though I didn't have to go through it first hand, I thank the Goddess every day for those spouses and families who did sacrifice their time together so their loved one could serve. It's to them I dedicated this story.

Here's the blurb of "Meet Me Under the Mistletoe" to give you some idea of the premise of my story.

When Steve Sanders became a US Coast Guard Rescue Swimmer nearly twenty years ago, he knew he’d have to put his life on the line with each mission. Unfortunately, only three days before Christmas, Steve has to come face to face with the real possibility he’d break his promise to his wife and not return back to her and their unborn child.

Jolene Sanders is nearing the end of a difficult pregnancy and looking forward to finally spending their wedding anniversary with her husband. However, her holiday spirits are shattered when a distress call from a sinking fishing vessel calls the Coast Guard into action and puts her husband’s life on the line once again.

Left behind in a life raft during the rescue, Steve’s fate is now at the mercy of the wicked Bering Sea. Will this truly be his last mission, or will a miracle bring him back to meet his wife under the mistletoe? 

Here's an excerpt from a scene where Steve's remembering the liberty when he and Jolene conceived the child she's carrying.

(April 22nd, Eight months ago Kodiak Island, Alaska)

Steve’s hand slapped her ass one, twice, then three times. “Stop squirming, woman. I mean to have you naked and quivering all weekend.”

 She bit her lower lip to prevent from crying out. Her husband knew exactly how to get her wet and ready to be ravished in seconds. She wanted nothing more than to be dominated by him twenty-four hours a day. Before his last assignment, they’d explored more of their fantasies including spanking. He had perfected his technique of the fast openhanded slap, sudden and sharp enough to make the loud cracking sound, but hard enough only to sting and make her ass a warm rosy color.

“Put me down and let me get out of these scrubs first. I’ve been on my feet for over eighteen hours and can’t smell very good.”

He tossed her onto the bed and pinned her there, arms above her head. His lips brushed over hers sending a jolt of electricity slamming through her body. “Mmm…you smell fucking fantastic to me, Jo. I need you now. Three months away from you and your body has been sheer torture.”

She lifted her head so their lips touched and slipped her tongue over his until he moaned. “It’s been hell without you, too, babe, but how about we move this homecoming party to the bathroom? You know how much I love to be fucked in the shower.”

He smiled the slow sexy grin that had captured her heart when they were kids. “Now you’re talking.” He kicked off his boots and sat up. Still straddling her body, he lifted his shirt up over his head while she worked to relieve him of his belt.

Her fingertips grazed over his ripped abdominal muscles and up his chest as he lowered his body back on top of hers. After kicking her shoes off, she wrapped her legs around his waist and her arms around his neck as his lips crushed hers, demanding and possessive.

He backed off the bed with her wrapped around his body. His arms held her tight against his chest as their tongues continued to slip and slide over each other. He kicked open the partially closed bathroom door as his fingers worked at the clasp of her bra under her scrub top.

She broke the kiss only long enough to lift her shirt over her head.
He pinned her back against the door and scooped both of her tits into his hands. He popped first one nipple and then the other into his mouth as he firmly kneaded each fleshy mound. “Mine.”

“Yes, baby. All yours.” Her fingers ran through his sandy blond hair as he sucked harder and harder, bringing both of her nipples to painful erections. She unwrapped her legs from around his waist as he held her up until her feet touched the floor. She reached between them to find the zipper. Her hands slipped under the waistband and shoved his pants and briefs down over his taut ass.

His jaw clenched and unclenched as her fingers dug into his flesh. “Damn, girl. You know what that does to me.”

“Uh huh.” She moved her hands from his ass, over his hips, and back between them to find his cock bouncing with need for her. Jolene’s fingers wrapped around his hard, throbbing shaft and squeezed as she  stroked him. “And what does that do for you?”

“On fire. I want to bury it into your hot tight pussy, but we need to do something about these scrub bottoms.” His fingers jerked open the tie at her waist and shoved his right hand down the front to cup her shaved outer lips. Two fingers slipped through and into her.

“God, yes.” Her voice faltered as his thumb brushed against her swollen clit. She shoved her pants further down her legs until they dropped to the floor.

He removed his fingers from inside her and noisily sucked them. “Nothing tastes sweeter than you when you’re hot and horny.” He stepped out of his pants and tore off his socks.

She reached behind her to turn on the shower only seconds before he caught her up in his arms again. Standing over six inches taller than her five and a half foot frame, he always had to lift her up to keep them face to face. Not that she minded one bit. It was where she felt the safest, free to let just let go and submit completely to his every wish and desire.

He moved them into the two-person shower without breaking eye contact. His dark brown eyes appeared black in an instant, sending shivers up and down her spine. She held his gaze as he pushed her back against the tile and spread her legs wide. A moment later his cock slid into her already dripping cunt.

Well there you have it. Make sure you come back tomorrow. My alter ego Luscious Lia will be here to share her contribution to this anthology. It's her first menage a quatre and you don't want to miss one word of it!

Remember, head on over to your favorite ebook retailer to get your own copy of 'Tis the Season for Seduction on Friday, December 13th. It will also be available in print at the same time. This one is over 360 pages in the print form. You get five novellas from five fabulous erotic romance authors. What more can you ask for?

Check back each day and find out. Sassy Vixen Publishing and the Four Seduced Muses just may have a surprise or two in store for you!

Until next time
~The Vixen

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