@HouseofTaboo Author Lia Michaels Joins the #Countdown to the #Anthology Release #menage #sextreme #foodplay

Welcome back to the countdown to the release of 'Tis the Season for Seduction! It's the last day we have an excerpt and it's from our very own "Luscious Lia" Michaels. 

Her selection is "Have a Naughty, Naughty Christmas." It's her first romp into writing menage and boy does she do it up right! Not only do you get hot one on one sex, but a menage a trois AND a menage a quatre. It's not just two guys and a gal, but two guys, a gal and another hot stud muffin who wants to do them all! LOL! 

Here's the blurb...

Candice Monroe’s restaurant, Candy Kisses is the place to be during the holidays in the Detroit Metro area. The menu of old classics and one-of-a-kind specialties keep customers coming back for more. As a result, she and her partners don’t have a moment to breathe let alone act upon the growing sexual tension building between the three of them.

Former Marines and sometimes lovers, Alexander Rabinov and Gabriel Jacobs help keep the restaurant running smoothly. Alex’s culinary skills and Gabe’s expertise as pastry chef combine well with Candice’s vision for the future of the business, and her secret desires.

Just when the men are about to act on their feelings and whisk her away for a much needed vacation, international playboy Darrin Bryant calls with an offer they just can’t refuse. He’ll front the money for Candice to expand the restaurant if they spend the holiday weekend catering a gathering at his home. The offer came with one more stipulation. Candice is to act as Darrin’s companion in front of the guests, but he made it clear he wished for more—from all of them. 


Will Darrin’s proposition come between the trio, or help them fulfill their wildest naughty Christmas fantasies?  

Sound yummy? Well hold onto your panties folks. The following excerpt is a bit more than what Lia has shared on other sites. This time you get to see Candice, Alex, and Gabe together...all at once. Since all of them work in a restaurant, you can better believe there's food play...my fave!  Check it out...

Adult Excerpt

She opened her eyes just as Gabriel flipped his shirt over his head and guided her back into his arms. His hands moved down her back to her ass and lifted her off the floor.

Her legs locked around his hips as he danced with her in his arms and teased her lips with his own. Never before had she been so aroused by a kiss, but both of them turned her mind to mush the instant they touched her anywhere on her body. She wanted them with her entire being. She loved the way his tongue slipped over hers, fueling the fire that had long been kept dormant.

Alexander peeled off his own shirt and reached for the throw blankets that decorated the back of the couch. He spread them out over the floor along with several pillows. 

Gabriel dropped to his knees and eased her back onto the pillows. He kissed down her body as he sat up to unbuckle his pants. 

“Oh, no you don’t. I get to undress someone tonight, too.” Her fingers expertly worked the zipper, freeing his bulging cock from its confines. She licked her lips and another rush of fluid coated her inner thighs anticipating having his dick plunge in and out of her. She ran her tongue along the underside of his shaft while she massaged his heavy balls.

Alexander pulled her back toward the pillows. “Not so fast, darlin’. We’re gonna feast on you a little while longer before you get the main course. He fanned her hair out over the pillows as she settled onto them. “Comfy?”

She smiled. “Yes, but aren’t you going to join me?” She patted the pillows next to her. 

Gabriel chuckled. “All in good time, honey.” His warm hands were at her hips edging her panties off and down her thighs. His eyes made their way back up and held her gaze as he spread her legs and dipped his tongue into her folds. He swirled the tip around her clit several times and then slid backward toward the coffee table.

She found herself a bit short of breath with his abrupt departure from teasing her pussy. “Please don’t stop now.” The drinks had gone straight to her head and loosened all her inhibitions. Before tonight she would’ve been mortified to be completely naked in front of them, but not now. She wanted more—so very much more.

“We won’t. We’re just getting started.” Gabriel grabbed the honey bottle and wiggled it back and forth. “You have to stay very still while I create.”

“Then what?”

Alexander leaned over and kissed her breathless once again. “Then we feast.” He looked to Gabe and nodded. “You know I love honey-flavored anything but don’t you dare get stingy with the chocolate sauce.” 

While Gabriel tickled her skin with the drizzles and swirls of honey and chocolate, Alexander gathered a fist full of berries and strategically placed them and dollops of whipped cream on her breasts, abs and thighs. He held one in his teeth and offered it to Gabriel. 

Their lips barely touched each other but the act mesmerized her. Her cunt repeatedly clenched and signaled the floodgates were about to open. “You two are fucking hot together. If you keep that up, I’m going to soak this blanket and ruin your magnificent edible body art.”

Gabriel moved toward her on his hands and knees with a strawberry in his teeth just for her. She bit her lip to stifle a moan. The way he slithered toward her set her skin on fire. She wanted him so badly she hurt. 

While distracted with one hunk, she barely noticed the other until he made his way up her thighs. Alexander’s tongue snaked through the honey and chocolate, stopping only long enough to consume the fruit in his path. The warm exhalation of his breath across her skin caused her stomach to flutter and put her body in a state of such heightened arousal she’d cum on demand if they’d only ask.

Gabriel bent over to consume the fruit and honey between her tits. He sucked hard on each nipple and drew out a long drawn out moan from her. 

Her back arched as Alexander made his way through her slick pussy lips. He lapped up the combined mess of her juices and whipped cream before his hungry mouth finally assaulted her throbbing clit. As he sucked harder and harder on the tender nub, she bucked against his mouth and tried to bring herself through to the orgasm he held just out of her reach. 

Gabriel sat up slightly and she saw her chance. She wrapped her fingers around his shaft and covered the head of his cock with her mouth. She slipped the fingers of her other hand through some of the honey and chocolate still on her stomach and swirled it over his balls. She popped his cock out of her mouth and licked the sticky sweet concoction from his sacs before she sucked first one and then the other. She swirled her tongue around and around each one before making her way back up his shaft to tease the tip once again.

His moans joined hers as Alexander shoved two fingers into her cunt. Her body convulsed and her inner muscles clenched around his fingers and pulled him deeper inside.

“We have a wild one here, my friend. She’s more than ready for you now.”

* * * *

Alexander stood and dropped his trousers in a heap next to the couch. He changed positions with Gabriel and picked up the bottle of tequila. Ever so slowly, he dribbled the alcohol over her breasts and sucked it from her skin before it had a chance to run off.

Gabriel snatched one of the condoms from the table, ripped the wrapper with his teeth and sheathed his cock with the latex. He hooked her knees over his forearms as he eased into her tight but oh so very wet pussy.

She gasped. “So big. Slow, baby. I want to feel every inch of you inside me.”

He leaned forward, pulled her legs up to her chest and spread her wider as he seated himself all the way. Her muscles tightened around him, gradually adjusted to his girth, and fit him like a glove. This was pure unadulterated heaven to him. He still couldn’t believe he was there with her and not dreaming.

Her eyes held his as he moved in and out of her, inch by inch, building the pace until he achieved long, firm thrusts. Her tits bounced between them. Her nails dug into his upper arms as wave after wave of ecstasy crashed over her.

Her sighs and moans brought him closer to joining her, but the sight of Alexander stroking his cock in time with his thrusts into her nearly did him in.

Alexander hovered over Candice and teased her mouth with his cock. She propped her head up and took him in, cupping one hand around his length, while the other clung to Gabriel. Alexander appeared to struggle to keep from losing his wad. “God, I want to fuck you in the ass. Change positions.”

Gabriel reclined on the pillows and watched Candice cover Alexander’s cock with one of the condoms. She turned to him and smiled, her face flushed and her hair a wild, hot mess. At that moment, Gabriel’s heart and body completely belonged to her.

She slithered up his body, kissing, licking and sucking her way up until she straddled his hips. She leaned forward and braced her hands on either side of his head. Her hair fell down over him in sheets of luxurious black silk. 

He moved his hands to her waist to help hold her in position as she eased herself back down onto his cock.
Alexander moved behind her. “That’s it, darlin’. Ride his cock like you’ve dreamed of doing every night. This is what you’ve wanted right from the start, isn’t it?”

“God, yes.” She ground her pelvis into Gabriel’s as she fucked him wildly. Alex reached between her ass cheeks and stroked her inner rings, stretching her to fit his cock.

Gabriel moved his hands up her body and pulled her close to him so her chest rested on his. “Do you want more?” 

He held her face in his hands so she had to look at him. Her eyes glistened with tears. “Yes…please.”
Gabriel held her still as Alexander settled deep inside her ass. She bit her lip and struggled against him. “I can’t. It’s too much.”

“Relax, honey. We’ll never hurt you.” Gabriel kissed her cheeks and then her lips.

She closed her eyes and rested her forehead against his, keeping her breathing slow and steady. 

Alexander rocked in and out of her ass, establishing the rhythm the men would use to take her completely over into bliss.

Her thighs quivered against Gabriel’s hips as Alexander covered her completely and sandwiched her in between them.

Gabriel planted his feet and grabbed her hips to move her up and down his cock. As he pulled her down, Alexander thrust into her. Both completely filled her and pulled her closer and closer to her ultimate climax.
She buried her face in Gabriel’s neck as it finally tore through her body. Gabriel followed her into bliss as Alexander bellowed with his own release.

The trio collapsed on the blankets, their bodies still entwined. Neither of them willing to move and break the spell they were under. As their breathing normalized, they slowly untangled from each other. Gabriel propped up on one arm and brushed his fingers over her face. “If this is a dream, I don’t ever want to wake up.”

She kissed his fingertips and smiled. “Me either.”

Alexander rolled onto his back and sighed. “Ditto.”

“What about showers? We can take a shower together if we’re dreaming right? I don’t know if the two of you know this but as honey and chocolate syrup dries, it gets awfully itchy.” She sat up and leaned her back up against the couch. “As a Christmas gift to myself last year, I had the bathroom remodeled. The shower’s huge.” She got up off the floor and walked away from them. “Of course, if you’re too worn out to join me, I guess I’ll have to make do. All by myself.”

Make sure you stop in tomorrow for one day closer to our release day AND your chance to win a ebook copy of 'Tis the Season For Seduction. There will be a rafflecopter for you to gather entries. The winner will be announced on Monday December 16th. (The Vixen's Birthday!!!)

Futuristic Menage a Trois AND Spanking? Oh My!

Welcome my fellow sassy ones! I'm excited to welcome another of my fellow Siren authors in for Oh My! Monday. Jennifer Denys shared a bit about herself and her current series on Behind Closed Doors for  the Saturday Spotlight on September 29th. Now she's here today to share an excerpt from the second book in her Duoterra series. 

Available from Bookstrand

Chasing Emily is a futuristic menage a trois set on a planet sixty years after it was originally colonized. At this time, the planet finds itself in a bind. There is an extreme shortage of women. So much so, that it's expected that single, unattached women marry more than one man.  The heroine Emily Dubois, a widow in her forties who owns the bar in Frontier, loves her independence too much and the freedom to have sex with whomever she wants—particularly the young men of the area.

When she is caught in a compromising position with fun-loving, cocky Finn Taylor, a travelling musician with a commitment phobia, the Judge insists they marry, much to her horror. However, the ceremony is interrupted by another lover—serious, protective, hunky Robin McPherson, who’s been in love with Emily for years, but she keeps rejecting his proposal as she had such an awful first marriage.

Both younger than her, the men are jealous and fight over Emily, but ensuing events mean that they have to work together to keep their woman from fleeing them. Can they do it?

Story Excerpt

“She slammed the door in my face!”

Finn Taylor had not long arrived in the town of Frontier—the most far-flung town on the colony planet of Duoterra—and he was stabling his horse when he overheard a man talking just outside the building.

“And my nose got broken! Well, it felt like it did.”

Stopping what he was doing, Finn turned his head to listen further, and his fringe flopped over his eyes. He cursed. His fair, curly hair was the bane of his life.

Impatiently brushing the hair away he concentrated on the voice which sounded like that of a young man, and he held back a chuckle wondering who they were referring to and what the man had done to have the door shoved at him that violently.

“God, that must have hurt. But why would she do that?” 

Someone else spoke this time, sounding astonished at the turn of events.

“Emily declared that she’d had enough of being the town ‘whore,’” the former person continued, dropping his voice on the last word.

That surprised Finn so much that he stumbled into his horse, who turned her head and snorted at him. Whoever this “Emily” was, she had better be careful, Finn thought. Prostitution was only allowed in the state-licensed brothel in the capital, Eden. Even those women were usually only there because they had been convicted of a crime or widowed without a home and job. Although Finn also knew one or two women who had chosen that profession to avoid being forced into a marriage. He winced. There must be a better way of life, surely!

“I’ve never known her to say no before,” responded the second guy. “She’s always been happy to have sex with any man, particularly with the laws these days that insist that unmarried women have to marry by the age of twenty-three.”

Finn silently sniggered at the young man’s frustrated comment and leaned back against the wall. The situation regarding the lack of women was something Finn was aware of in his travels around the continent. He worked as a travelling musician and knew of the planet’s problem with a dearth of women, so many of them dying in childbirth or illness that it had resulted in them becoming something of a commodity. In some ways he admired his ancestors who had left Earth for a new—and hopefully cleaner—life on a new planet. But he was sure they hadn’t reckoned on how hard life could be, particularly when one had to start from scratch making, growing, reaping all the things that people took for granted like clothes, food, pottery, and so on, and at the same time cope with a lack of medical resources, ones that they had been used to on Earth.

“We should really think about finding ourselves a wife, particularly if Emily is turning cold on us.”

“Well, there is Sandra.”

“Too young. She’s only fifteen. We’d have to wait three years minimum, and then there is no guarantee that she would choose either of us, not with so many other guys also looking for girls.”

There was a pause. Finn mentally requested that they didn’t stop. Their conversation was much too intriguing, although what he really wanted them to talk about was this fascinating woman called Emily.

ADULT Excerpt

Robin’s hand inched closer to his cock, which was hardening by the second.

He grinned. He could see out of the corner of his eye that Emily was standing at the entrance to the grotto, trying to hide while she watched him wash in the waterfall.

Naturally he was naked, but he didn't think many people knew about this location, which was rather hidden away, despite being fairly close to town.

Closing his eyes so he wasn't tempted to look at her, he slowly turned his body so that he was in a full-frontal pose. Edging himself forward so that he was in front of the flow of the fall, he widened his stance and took hold of his cock with his right hand. With his left he braced himself against the wall of the cavern and gripped his member fairly hard and pulled upward.

It was slick and wet, so his hand slid easily. He had to be careful not to slide completely off. Stopping at the head, he ran his thumb over the top, his nail dipping into the slit at the end.

While he did this, the image of Emily was forefront in his brain. He recalled how she had looked the last time she had allowed him in her bed. Well, actually, it wasn't her bed but against a tree in the woods where she had come upon him chopping some wood.

Not that it was unusual for him to be chopping wood. He was a carpenter, after all. But he had taken his shirt off as he was getting very sweaty and hot, and she had whistled at him as he started to raise the axe.

Dropping it, he had very nearly chopped his leg off, he was so startled.

Sauntering forward, her hands on her hips, she had looked the vision of a siren. Standing still, he had waited until she had come closer and reached out a hand to stroke his chest before he threw the axe away and jerked her to his body, holding her tightly against him.

A coy smile had crossed her face, which was swiftly blotted out as he clasped her head to his to kiss her.

The picture he now conjured up was the sight of her face after he backed her swiftly up against the nearby tree, and running his hands up her thighs, he had raised her skirt as he went. Taking hold of her butt, he had hoisted her up as she wrapped her legs around his waist. A little fumbling had taken place as he held her there while Emily had to reach between them to undo his trousers.

That had been the easy bit. His cock had been so hard that it had taken some maneuvering to ease it free from his trousers. By then Emily had been laughing so loudly he had partly been worried that someone would hear. Another part of him had also been hurt by her amusement. At least until she had taken his face in both of her hands and raised his jaw until he was looking at her. Her expression for once was soft and gentle. Closing her arms around his broad shoulders, she had then teased him, licking the crease of his lips, pulling away when he attempted to kiss her properly.

He had leaned in, pushing her back so that she was held tightly between him and the tree, which enabled him to free at least one hand with which he took hold of her chin and held her head still so he could kiss her properly.

God, she had tasted so wonderful.

A long groan left him, and he bent his head forward at this recollection. He could feel his balls tightening. It didn't take much to make him come—not when he thought of Emily and their times together. They hadn't had sex that often. In fact he could count the number of times on one hand, but each one had been indescribably magnificent.

He had frequently tried to analyze why he loved her so much. She was considerably older than him, fiercely independent, often loudmouthed, and opinionated. And yet it was all of those things he loved about her.

Robin was so intent on his recollection that he didn't hear Emily move toward him until he felt a hand stroke his chest. He jerked his eyes open and staggered back a pace. It was so like his daydream that he wasn't sure at first if he wasn't still dreaming. But that thought was soon extinguished by the flow of the water now pounding on his head.

Stepping forward again he gazed over her body. She had taken all her clothes off and was standing before him in her full glorious wonder. He knew she hated the look of her middle-aged body with her round stomach and its silvery lines, the remnants of stretch marks from her pregnancies of old, and her drooping breasts. But he loved her. To him she just looked voluptuous and luscious. A goddess. Or a temptress. Either way he wasn't put off by any suggestion that she was too old for him.

“I thought you didn't want me anymore.” God, he sounded so sullen.

Clearly she wasn't about to deny him again as she moved behind him, wrapping her arms around his middle, her fingertips caressing his stomach as she pressed kisses over his back. “How can I not want you when you stand there looking so handsome, so god-awful delicious that I just want to eat you up.” One of her hands moved down to grasp his cock, now pointing vertically and throbbing painfully as she nibbled his back, enacting her words.

“Oh God, sweetheart.” He didn't know what he was pleading for—her to continue, or her to finish.

Oh my is right! *fanning myself* This is definitely SCORCHING hot and it's just a little taste of what's in the rest of the book and series. Are you intrigued? Well, just click on the cover above and you will be taken to the Bookstrand website. There you can still get  this book for 10% off the list price until October 4th. Go on now. Get your ebook copy today!

About the Author

Jennifer is English and lives in a lovely historical city in the UK. Other than writing, her interests include reading (Naturally! She always has at least one book on the go, if not one by her bed, one by the bath, and one in the lounge.), all things historical including genealogy, which she has done for many, many years, watching films (particularly sci-fi), gardening, jigsaw puzzles, and walking. She lives with her pet rabbit who is thoroughly spoilt. Jennifer says she wants to come back as her own rabbit in the next life—unfortunately that would mean she still needs to be alive herself. Maybe there is a time travel story there

Where to Find Jennifer

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Spotlight is on Morgan Fox!

Welcome back to the Sassy Vixen Saturday Spotlight! Today it's my pleasure to welcome another fellow Siren author Morgan Fox. Today she shares a bit about herself as a writer and reader as well as her latest book due to be released on June 12th. It's available for pre-order now, so make sure you check out her links at the end of the post. So without further adieu, let's sit down with Morgan and pick her brain a bit. ~The Vixen


Morgan, who and what inspires you the most as a person?


I’m inspired by so many people in my life: My husband, daughter, grandmother, and so many others.  The passion I see in them powers something so deep inside of me.  I pull inspiration from so many things in my life, but mainly from other creative venues – Books, music, and movies are the most powerful.  Reading series like Immortals after Dark, Masters of Time, Doomsday Brethren, and Lords of the Underworld are just four of the series I find inspiration.  The creative genius used by these authors is simply amazing and awe inspiring.  

Besides writing, a good deal of my time is devoted to reading. What about you? What genre of fiction is your favorite to lose yourself in? 

I love to read paranormal and historical romances.  (Paranormal is the clear favorite!)  When I’m feeling sick or down in the dumps, I want to read anything I can from my favorite authors.  I always feel inspired by their work and it shakes the funk off in no time. 

Who are some of your favorite authors?

Some of my favorite authors are Sherrilyn Kenyon/Kinley MacGregor, Shayla Black, Gena Shoewalter, Kresley Cole, Brenda Joyce and Sophie Jordan.  These authors have an amazing way of creating stories that stick with me.  I find myself wanting to read them over and over again.  AND that’s pretty powerful stuff. 

Oh I agree! Nothing better than to go back to the old faves and get lost in those worlds again and again.  What about Morgan Fox the writer? What inspires you to pick up your pen (or turn on your laptop) every day? What keeps you motivated to continue to write? 

My imagination is the core contributor to my passion for writing and I get a lot of inspiration from the magical worlds I mentally create.  I feel so much pleasure when I drift away into a place I’ve created.  It’s amazing and for as long as I can remember I’ve dreamed up story’s and shared those with family and friends.  

Are you a plotter or a panster? Or a bit of both? 

I don’t have a favorite why to write.  I’ve written books as both a plotter and panster, but sometimes plotting does make things a little easier for me since I’ve created that nice little road map for myself. 

Do you listen to music while writing? What kinds of music work best for you? Do different types of music help you for different types of scenes? 

I do enjoy listening to music while I write.  I tend to pick song that fit the mood of the scene.  If I’m working on a fight scene – Rock and Roll (anything with a rockin beat!)  If it’s an erotic, passion filled scene – I select songs that rev my engine.  For example: Sex on Fire by Kings of Leon…something about a man singing, “Your sex is on fire” is pretty hot.  

*fans self* Yes, I would have to agree with you on that one. My engine goes into overdrive when I hear that song, every single time! ahem...Let's talk about your new release.  In one or two sentences, give the core premise behind your story.

Pre-Order Available

Breathless Temptation, book 2 in the Texas Stallion series is a story about a girl escaping an unpleasant situation, overcoming hurdles (like hiding from a deranged stalker), fighting physical passion, and discovering that loving one man is not nearly as much fun as loving two.  

Oh! Menage? Tell me more. When and where does your book take place?

The Texas Stallion series takes place in present day Temptation, Texas. (Temptation is small ranch town created just for this series.)

Will these characters show up in other books in this series? 

My characters do have appearances throughout the Texas Stallion series.  I enjoy bringing back characters that I’ve introduced in previous books.  I love wrapping myself in a story where the characters feel more like old friends.

How many books to you anticipate will be in this series?

Currently I’ve got plans for four books in the Texas Stallion series.  We will just have to see where the story takes me after that.

What are you working on now?

My next releases will be Stone Temptation and Eternal Passion. I’m writing these books simultaneously.  (What can I say? I couldn’t help myself.)  Stone Temptation is the third book in the Texas Stallions series and is a Cowboy/Western Ménage (MFM).  Eternal Passion is the first book in the Born of Blood series an erotica paranormal vampire romance that I simply cannot wait to share.  

I’ve got a few projects that I’m working on currently:

• Stone Temptation, book 3 in the Texas Stallion series
• Eternal Passion, book 1 in the Born of Blood series (eBook series)
• Capturing Shadow, book 2 in the Cowboys and Werewolves series
• Bewitched by the Moon, book 5 in the Moonlight Shifters series

Wow, Morgan! You do have a lot going on right now. Thank you for taking the time out of your busy schedule to share a bit of yourself and your writing with us today. Now I know many folks are wondering just how hot can we expect Breathless Temptation to be. So why don't we share a bit of it with everyone today. 

STORY EXCERPT

As he held her close, the crisp scent of soap filled her nostrils. Slowly, her sanity was restored as she felt the warmth of his smooth, damp flesh beneath her hands and fingers. Gently, she eased back to look at him.

He sat beside her, hair still wet from the shower he must have been taking. Her eyes swelled at the sight of him. Having his tantalizing body this close and this unclothed on her bed caused her blood to pump wildly through her veins. She licked her lips and glanced down at the towel draped around his hips. A long slit slid high up his strong, muscular thigh. The seductive effect he had on her was spellbinding and a little frightening.

He cleared his throat. “I’m sorry. I would’ve grabbed a robe, but I don’t own one.”

She shook her head and tried to smile. “It’s okay, Clay. I’m glad you’re here. I was a little freaked out by my dream, but I’m not anymore.”

“Do you want to talk about it?”

She pursed her lips together. No, she didn’t want to talk about it. Warren was the devil in her nightmares, and he was never far away, no matter how far she ran. He was the one thing that made her deathly afraid.

“Not really. I’m just glad I’m not alone tonight.” She reached down and squeezed his hand.

Slowly, he reached forward and turned on the light. The glow that illuminated his body made him so much more enticing than he had seemed in just the light that filtered into her room from the hallway. She couldn’t help but feel a little naughty as she envisioned herself licking the droplets of water from his body. Was it wrong to want him to kiss her?

“Look, I’m sorry I acted like an asshole with Hunter today. I never meant for that to happen. It’s just that I may have gotten a little—”

“Jealous,” she blurted out with an arched brow and teasing grin. The idea that the big, strong sheriff had gotten jealous created a wild flutter of excitement that sank deep into the pit of her stomach. She liked the idea that he had those kinds of emotions where she was concerned.

He sighed with a smile, sweeping back a strand of her hair that had fallen forward, tucking it behind her ear. “I guess you could say that.”

For what felt like an eternity, they just stared at each other. Deep-flowing warmth charged up her body and settled around her chest, neck, and face. Hands clammy with nerves, she couldn’t believe how much she wanted Clay, needing him to kiss her and allow her to make love to him. The feelings were almost desperate in nature. It was the strangest, most powerful yearning she’d ever experienced.

“I should probably go,” Clay stammered.

“No, wait,” she said, grabbing hold of his hand as he stood, keeping him from leaving her side. She hadn’t meant to sound so frantic, but she couldn’t help it. For so many reasons, she didn’t want him to leave. She desired him, wanted him to stay with her. Tonight. “I don’t want you to go.”

He studied her, his hand slowly wrapping around hers. “Delilah, I’ll only be across the hall. I’ll keep your door cracked open if it would make you feel more comfortable.”

She shook her head. “That’s not what I mean.”

Again he looked at her, his eyes deepening with understanding. The war raging behind his heated gaze told her that he wasn’t sure if what she desired he could provide. She knew he feared hurting her. She didn’t expect a relationship and understood that was a commitment he could probably never give her, but she didn’t care. She wanted him for at least one night and needed him more than he ever could imagine.

She gently tugged at his hand, coaxing him to sit back down in front of her. She’d show him what she wanted and pray he didn’t reject her.

He sat, his body slightly rigid. Her stomach swirled with apprehension but more so with passions she wanted to share with her sheriff.

My sheriff.

With the gentle caress of her hand, she stroked the side of his face, still smooth from his morning shave. As she touched him, he never looked away. Then, she wrapped her fingers around the back of his neck, closed the distance, and lightly pressed her lips against his.

He pulled away and stood, looking like a nervous and scared child. His chest rose and fell quickly. Swallowing hard, he whispered her name.

“Please, Clay. Don’t…” She felt an overwhelming tightness fill her chest. She didn’t know what else to say.

He glanced down to the floor, and she could see a million and one thoughts racing in his mind as she stared up at him. When he glanced back to meet her gaze, she swallowed the dryness in her throat.

“Are you sure?”

Leaning back onto the bed, she parted her legs so her inner thighs caressed his outer. She tugged at the towel around his hips, loosening the material until it dropped to the floor. For a moment, she admired him, taking in what she could of his gorgeous body and hardening cock.

Smiling devilishly, she breathlessly demanded, “Shut up, Sheriff, and get down here and kiss me.”

Instead of doing as she requested, with a growl he swooped her into his arms and hauled her up against his chest. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck. “I’m not about to make love to you on my guest bed.” Holding her tightly against him, he claimed her lips, kicked open the door, and stalked like a man on a mission to his bedroom, all the while kissing her as if his life depended on it.

ADULT EXCERPT

He dropped to his knees on the blanket and gently pulled her over to stand in front of him. Pushing his cowboy hat up, he nuzzled against her and kissed her belly through her clothes. Slowly, he popped open a button to reveal smooth, creamy-white skin. His lips were quick to press against her warm flesh. Flicking his tongue over her skin, he tasted just how sweet she was. Her hands sprung up, and her fingers dove into his hair, knocking his hat into the hay-covered floor. She gripped him tight as she, too, dropped to her knees. As she captured his mouth, he couldn’t believe she was instigating the kiss. She was aggressive, playful, and full of passions he’d only dreamed she’d share with him. 

Closing his eyes, he let her mouth take his, welcoming her tongue as it dove deep and tangled with his. Before he could stop himself, he reached his arms around her, his palms covering the round globes of her ass, and tugged her forward until she straddled him, but he was careful not to injure her leg further. Then he leaned her back onto the blanket, but as he did, she tore at his shirt, pulling the fabric until the buttons practically ripped off the material.

Shrugging out of his shirt, he placed himself between her spread legs and lowered himself against her, tasting her mouth again. Her fingernails trailed up the naked flesh of his back, and he groaned at the arousing sting of pleasure. He’d never liked the rough stuff but found Delilah’s enthusiasm infectious. If she’d told him she liked to be spanked or wanted to spank him, he’d seriously consider it. Honestly, he’d never been so turned on in his life. There was something about her that made him want her more than anything he’d ever desired in his life. She was a temptation that left him breathless and begging for more.

With great care, Hunter undid a few more buttons, revealing her supple breasts. The soft mounds felt divine as he pressed his face against them, kissing and licking the delicate skin. She inhaled deeply, forcing her chest to expand in his direction. With the arousing invitation, he nibbled on her erect nipple through the fabric of her shirt. Slipping her shirt off her shoulders, he dipped his fingers inside the straps of her bra and slowly slid the material down her arms until her perfect breasts were exposed.

Instantly, his mouth clamped down on the rosy peak. Groaning, he sucked a little harder until he heard her gasp. Her nails dug deeper into his back. Releasing her nipple, he quickly moved to the other to give it equal attention. He enjoyed the way her hands cradled him, caressing his flesh and massaging his scalp as he made love to her breasts.

Hunter sat up, resting his ass on the heels of his boots. His eyes drank in the flushed color of Delilah’s cheeks and chest. The subtle rise and fall of her breasts had him licking his lips with anticipation of what was to come next. Locking eyes with her, he began to unbuckle his pants, but she quickly sat up, her fingers diving to push his out of the way.

She studied him, her fingers running up and down the muscles of his chest and stomach, dipping down into the open zipper of his pants. She gripped his cock in her hand, slowly stroking the shaft. He never stopped watching her face, wondering what she was thinking about as she possessed him with such interest. He sucked in a chestful of air, loving the feeling of her touch as every nerve ending exploded in his body.

She pushed his jeans past his ass and his hard cock sprung out. Immediately, he pulled her up by her shoulders and helped her out of her own clothing, sliding the material down her legs with such care. Naked and gorgeous, she was the embodiment of everything he’d ever wanted in a woman. She was perfect on the inside and out.

His cock jumped as he gazed upon her rosy flesh. Pulling her close, he kissed her stomach, trailing kisses to the patch of blonde hair between her legs. Gently, he led her back to the blanket, making sure she was comfortable. Then he set to tasting her body more fully.

Spreading her thighs, he kissed the tender, warm flesh from her knees straight up to her pussy. With his thumb and index finger, he parted the folds of her sex and teased, licked, and sucked her clit. The sweet, fluttering moans of her pleasure had him eager to hear more of her cries. He tenderly inserted a finger into her tight pussy, pulsing in and out slowly, and then as he sucked her a little harder he added another finger. Her thighs parted wide the moment he did, beckoning him to continue loving her cunt.

“Oh, God, Hunter,” she cried as her hands and fingers gripped his hair, capturing him as if she couldn’t risk that he would stop touching her.

Halting his actions was the last thing on his mind. What was on his mind was making her come harder than she ever had, allowing him to taste the pleasure he wrung from her body. Then he would make her come again as he thrust his cock deep inside her tight body, driving her beyond reason.

He felt her body begin to tremble as he held her. His mouth was fastened to her pussy as she cried out. Bucking her hips up, she began to come. The taste of her essence filled his mouth like a fine wine he’d been deprived of for far too long.

Once she had gone limp, he slowly crawled up the long, lean length of her body, kissing her belly and between her breasts. Then he nuzzled the crook of her neck and her arms once again surrounded him.

With one arm supporting his weight, he reached down with the other and guided his cock into the entrance of her pussy, pushing inside her until he was seated to the hilt.

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Rose Leigh Woods Shares Her Thursday Thirteen

 

Welcome back to The Sassy Vixen Blog! Today author and another fellow Siren shares not one, but TWO sets of thirteen sentences with us today from her SCORCHING erotic menage a trois romance Saving Treasure. Let's take a sneak peek into Treasure's world. Leave a comment for Rose and let her know what you think. Enjoy! ~The Vixen

Treasure Patience Lane sighed as she slipped back into her car. It had truly been a bad day. Moments like this made her wish that her daddy were still alive and well. She had never wanted him to rescue her from anything, and she always gladly took her bumps and bruises from her decisions, but she was starting to wish for a helping hand despite the fact that accepting it would mean she had to admit she had ignored something to get in this type of situation. At that point, she would just have to swallow what pride she had and take it. This last stop proved that there were people that would help her just a tad, though, and that she wasn’t doing a spectacular job of blending in with the other people around her.

    Stopping for gas made it obvious that she was going to have to work harder to escape without any trace.

    She knew her slightly curly light-brown hair didn’t exactly dredge up a lot of interest with the way it twined and turned down her back, but the bruise surrounding her eye and cheek did. Those dark marks were practically impossible to hide. They drew the attention of others’ eyes like moths to a flame. Luckily, she could keep her head down to disguise it just a bit. Her five-foot-two-inch frame meant she had to raise her face to look directly at most people, helping her to keep her face partially hidden without looking like she was purposefully avoiding looking at people. She was, for once, happy rather than perturbed at not having those few extra inches in height that she normally longed for.

Intrigued? How about a little more?

He used his body to tell her what he needed—what he was sure she needed.

    He worked his hand into her jeans and stroked her through her panties. His cock dribbled pre-cum when she moaned. Her panties were soaked in no time. And that called to his painfully and pleasurably achy dick. He couldn’t wait to bury himself inside of her.

    “Oh fuck, Treasure,” he grounded out once the pads of his fingers touched her after slipping around the fabric in their way. He pressed

his hardness farther into her even more forcefully, making it abundantly clear that he wanted to remove the barriers and not stop.

    She ground against him and dug her fingers into his back to keep the tight contact. He continued to rub her, bringing her closer to

plunging over the edge. She got louder and louder, moaning at the pleasure he was giving her. A noise broke their fondling and made

both of them look toward the man standing near them.

    James was leveling a black look at Chad before his expression softened to look down at Treasure.

Blurb for Saving Treasure

Treasure Lane was on the run from an obsessed roommate when she met James just when she needed someone to lean on. She left New Mexico with no more than the few things she could sneak out of her apartment. She allowed fate to take her where she may. She has never had roots.

James Calloway was on the way home when he saw a woman who called to him in a way he had never experienced before. He and Chad Hardin are already involved in a relationship that they cannot seem to define. When Chad discovers Treasure in his bed, he is stunned and surprised. Chad and James nurture Treasure while helping her to heal and to love. They develop a life and discover each other. Friendships are formed, passions burn brightly, and roots are formed. When Treasure's trouble follows, they must survive together.

Where to find Rose Leigh Woods

Link to the book: http://www.bookstrand.com/saving-treasure

Link to Rose’s author's page: http://www.bookstrand.com/rose-leigh-woods

Rose’s blog: http://roseleighwoods.blogspot.com 

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You can even find her on goodreads.com!