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Tuesday, 4 November 2014

Tantalizing Tuesday - Autumn part two




Hello and welcome back to another week of Tantalizing Tuesday. 

Last week I left you with Kate in the autumnal woods, sitting on a tree stump. Today you get to find out who called her name.


Picture taken from bluemoonandmistymornings.tumblr.com


Kate turned her head to see back down the path she had just came from. It was bare. She looked to the left and to the right, but there was no one around. You’re going crazy girl, you need to get out of these woods. She pulled her knees up together, ready to jump off the stump, when she heard that voice again.

“Don’t go.”

She sat up straighter, her eyes followed the directing the voice came from back down the path. Her heart pounding in her chest. The she saw him.

Auburn shoulder length wavy hair framed dark mysterious eyes looked at her intently from behind a tree trunk.  The man had a trimmed beard that matched the colour of his hair and he was wearing a knee length fur coat. Kate would have noticed how good looking he was if it wasn’t for one fact. Around him, it was snowing!

She should be worried. She nervous. But she wasn’t. The man intrigued her.

“Why is it only snowing on you?”

Not the most practical question you would ask a strange man that you met in the middle of the woods, who just also happened to know your name.



Please leave a comment and let me know what you think. And, don't forget to pop by all the other authors taking part in this tease.

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Until next time, take care.



Jessica xXx



Tuesday, 21 October 2014

Tantalizing Tuesday - Automn






Hello and welcome back. I know I missed last week again. It was a bit of an emotional time for me as it would have been my nieces second birthday last week. She was born with Pataue syndrome, which is terminal and tragically lost her fight earlier this year in April.

It is a new week, and I have now resolved the problem I was having with not being able to save pictures to my laptop, so I am back.

For my birthday on Sunday, my husband and I took the children (and our dog) for a walk in the woods. As you may know, this is one of my absolutely fav places to walk. Each season brings something new to look at. So while we were in the woods, I was lost in the colours of the leaves on the trees, especially when the sun’s ray shone down and touched the wood bed, almost setting the scene on fire. Stunning is just not close enough. Anyway, that is the inspiration for this weeks tease.

 

 


 

Photograph taken by Dimitre Caceaune.




With each step Kate took, the leaves crunched beneath her boots. There would be no chance to see any deer today, they’d hear me coming a mile off.

The sun cast its rays between the now less dense forest roof, falling onto branches laden with burning leaves, as if setting them on fire. Their bright orange glow made more vivid by the sun’s touch. There was no sound, other than that made by her own footsteps.

She had been walking for a long time now and her legs began to ache. If she was any normal person, she would be worried now at not having found her way out, or at the very least, seen another life form. But Kate wasn’t any normal person, at least not that she ever felt.

Up ahead the path opened out and in the centre stood a tree stump. It was placed there purposely. Kate clambered on top and sat down, with her legs crossed. The damp felt cold on her bare legs. She crossed them, so that only her denim shorts and shin high boots made contact with the tree stump.

“Kate”

She turned her head to the sound of the male voice.
 
 
I hope you liked this. I have to say, it has sparked a bit of a story off and you can look forward to a continuation next week.
 
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Until next time, take care.


Jessica xXx

 

Sunday, 12 October 2014

Sexy Snippets - Behind The Makeup


Happy Sunday.

I hope this Sunday finds you well.

Today, I have chosen my seven sentences from my current WIP Behind The Makeup. This scene was one of those unexpected writing moments. You know when you are writing and you think you know where you're going and then one of your characters looks at the other in a certain way... The before you know it, they have changed your plans and taken you down a whole unexpected road.

I actually really enjoyed writing this scene just because of the element of surprise for me.  I hope you enjoy it.  Remember, it is unedited.


Beth’s soft moan, as he cupped her fanny in the palm of his hand, went straight to his already growing erection. He teased her opening through her underwear with his fingers and applied more pressure to her pubic bone with his hand.
Gareth broke from the kiss and tried to catch his breath. He was trying to think clearly, but all he smelt was Beth, all he could feel was Beth. After their kiss, all he could taste was her, all he could hear were her moans of pleasure. He opened his eyes, and her beauty filled his vision. Everything for him, right at that moment, was Beth.

Please leave a comment and let me know what you think, I love hearing from you. Don't forget to pop over to all the other authors taking park in Sexy Snippets. Just follow the link below.
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Until next time, take care.



Jessica xXx


 
 

Tuesday, 7 October 2014

Tantalizing Tuesday - The Bath



Hello there. So sorry I didn't take part in the last two weeks. I had trouble finding a picture that inspired me. Think I was too wrapped up in my current WIP that I couldn't think past it.

Anyway I am here today and I have a little confession.  I have gone WAY over 200 words. In fact double.

I can make up for lost time right? I have to apologise but the picture really spoke and I had to go with it. I hope you don't mind?



The picture was taken from Pintrest.

This is the picture:








“Hey babe, how’s it going?”  

Lottie looked up from the kitchen table and just stared at her husband. Could he not see the contents of their toddler’s dinner all over the floor, table and no doubt, her hair?

“Fine, just another day at the office,” She said in a flat tone. Not to be rude. It was her way of keeping a lid on her emotions otherwise she just might break down and cry from sheer exhaustion alone. She stood up a greeted him with a kiss. “You ok?”

“Yeah I’m ok. Hey little man,” he said as he bent down to place a kiss on their son’s forehead. “You look like you’re enjoying that dinner.”

“He might enjoy it more if he actually ate some.”

Matt placed a hand on her shoulder and rubbed it lightly. “I’m just going to get changed,” he said and kissed the top of her head.

Typical, she thought. Yeah you go get comfy, I’ll clean up and sort out our little man. She knew she was being irritable but couldn’t help the bitterness that clouded her better judgment.

With toddler on hip, she climbed the stairs to their bedroom and froze at the sound of the bath running. He’s taking the piss she said to herself. What she wouldn’t give for a bath right now.

She laid Jayden on the bed and began to remove his clothes.

“Lottie.”

She heard Matt call but chose to ignore him. She didn’t want to argue about him having a bath, but she feared she would explode if he spoke to her.

“Lottie.” His call was relentless

“What?” she snapped. “I’m trying to get J ready for bed.”

Matt entered the room and came over to her. “Come on,” he said pulling her with him as he scooped Jayden into his arms. He stood in front of the bathroom door with a grin on his face that Lottie couldn’t help but smile at.

“Ta da,” he said pulling open the door. Lottie gasped at the bath, rose petals, candles and wine.

“I thought you could do with one.”

Lottie’s eyes filled with tears. Tears of guilt for all the nasty things she thought about her husband. Tears of love for him for noticing she needed to re charge.

“You go get in, I’ll sort little man into bed and then, I’ll join you,” he said flashing her another mischievous grin.

I hope you enjoyed it. Please leave a comment and let me know what you think.

Don't forget you can visit all the other Authors taking part by clicking on the following link:

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Well that's all from me. I'll be back next week. Until then, take care.


Jessica xXx


Sunday, 5 October 2014

Sext Snippets - Alana



Welcome back to sexy snippets. Sorry I didn't take part last week, it was one hell of a crazy time. Time just seemed to vanish and the days all blended into one mass blur. The joys of being a mother of a toddler who doesn't like to sleep. Anyhow, I'm back today and I have a sexy snippet from Alana to share with you.

As you may know, or even heard me screaming about it over Facebook, this is my first solo publication and has been in the top 6 Mainstream best sellers list on Bookstrand since is was released in August this year.  I know, I'm blowing my trumpet here a little, but hey, someone has to right? lol

So here are my seven sentences:


Alana lay on her side, hugging the white throw like a child would a cuddly Teddy. Her long, black wavy hair fanned across her pillow, eyes peacefully closed. At that moment, her lips parted and a muffled moan escaped as her forehead furrowed, drawing her perfectly shaped eyebrows together.

Within a flash, he was on the bed, his hand stroking her hair. “Shh,” he soothed in her ear, as she responded to his voice in her sleep. The furrow subsided and her lips closed. His face so close to hers, he could feel her breathing against him.


 
 
Well there you are, my seven sentences. If you would like to read more, Alana is available on Amazon for $2.99/£1.89
 
 
 
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Until next time, take care.
Jessica xXx


 


 


 

Monday, 29 September 2014

Take Over - Doris O'Connor

Happy Monday my Lovelies. Today I have the amazing Doris O'Connor here talking about her latest release.  So without further ado, i'll leave you in her capable hands.
 
Thanks so much for having me here today with my new release The Bear Treatment.

How do you make a move on your cousin’s best friend? That is my hero’s dilemma in the Bear Treatment. He has known Louisa since she was knee high, but she has only ever given him the death stare. Besides, his cousin would have had his pelt for a rug, had he tried anything.

Then there is the small matter of his being a shifter, and the whole council rules—not that they bother with him much. His family are not precious pure bloods. In fact, most of his side of the family can’t even shift anymore, their blood lines too diluted by centuries of mating with humans.

None of that would matter, however, if Louisa showed the slightest interest in the lifestyle. Instead she has only ever expressed disgust, despite all his instincts screaming at him that she is a natural submissive. So imagine his surprise when she turns up in his spa, and books an introduction into wax play.

Blow this bear shifter down with a grasshopper, there is no way anyone but he will give her that taste, especially as she’s just been dumped by another sorry excuse of a dick, who didn’t know what a precious gift submission is.

Still, it saved Luke form tearing the man limb from limb, and now that he’s got his girl where he wants her, nothing and no one is going to stop him from giving Louisa the bear treatment…

 


Blurb:

There’s nothing quite like being dumped by another good-for-nothing boyfriend to focus a girl’s mind. Fun has been missing from Louisa’s life for far too long, and a bit of wax play at the spa-with-a-difference is just what she needs to take her mind off her birthday. 

What can possibly go wrong? It’s not as though the man she’s been secretly lusting after for years would turn up and see her in all of her wobbly bits glory, or give her one mind blowing orgasm after the other, is it? 

That would mean she is getting the bear treatment. You know the one—ends up being mated to one droolworthy, dominant, bear shifter—and ticks off the council no end. One thing’s for certain. After this birthday nothing will be the same again. 

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, wax play, anal play

 

 

Excerpt:

 

When he bit down on her clit her orgasm rushed through her with so much force that she screamed and bit her lip hard enough to taste her own blood, in an effort to muffle that scream.

They were on top of a crowded restaurant, for God’s sake. If she turned her head she could see the people dining below. All it would take was for one of them to look up and they would see her sprawled along the table with Luke once again lapping at her cream as she gushed her juices into his waiting mouth. The thought that one of the diners would look up, made her orgasm burn hotter, and with her body still shaking in delicious aftershocks she almost didn’t notice the slight pressure against her little puckered hole until Luke slipped a slick finger wet with her own arousal knuckle deep into her ass. 

She would have bowed off the table had his hot hand on her tummy not held her down, and she lost herself in the heated stare of his golden eyes as their gazes connected.

“That’s my girl.” His voice had dropped an octave, dripping in lust, and her body went limp under his possession. “This ass and this pussy are mine to do with as I please are they not, my sweet Lou?”

He pushed deeper into her butt, and she gasped at the burning pain of another finger slipping past that ring of muscle. Discomfort gave way to heat when he started to thrust those two fingers in and out of their tight confines, and added the thumb of his other hand to her clit and rubbed that sensitive bundle of nerves in small circles designed to push her over the edge once more.

The strange sensation in her ass awakened unused nerve endings, and she clamped around his digits, increasing the heady sensations bombarding her.

“That’s it, my sweet. Ride those fingers. I can’t wait to see your little hole stretched with a butt plug to prepare you for my cock, and you will let me take you back here, won’t you?”

The veins on his neck stood out, his smile showed his fangs, and with the eyes of his bear looking down on her he never looked more the wild animal he had inside than right now. The thought should have terrified Louisa, but instead it had the opposite effect on her. She was his prey, his for the taking, and the thought turned her on even more.

“Yes, yes, God yes, I’m yours to do with as you please, Sir.”

Her whispered answer made him step up his assault on her senses, and everything inside of her drew tight as she climbed up those rungs of lust until the world narrowed to just the feel of his fingers in her ass, and his big body covering her.

Luke bent closer, not once slowing his fingers as they fucked her into another orgasm, and then he kissed her. His tongue mimicked the action of his digits, and she kissed him back until her lungs screamed at her they needed air, as her body shook in the grip of the tremors wracking through her. She winced when he withdrew his fingers from the tight clasp of her ass, and then gasped when he shrugged out of his shirt. The man’s torso was magnificent and sprinkled with liberal amounts of hair that she wanted to run her fingers through. His pectorals flexed as he threw the shirt across the room, and she let her gaze admire the play of muscles. The way his hair thickened to a dark trail that acted like a beacon to his magnificent cock. Despite her earlier attention to that particular body part, he was once again erect. Veins ran along the length of the impressive organ, and the thick mushroom head glistened in the muted lighting of the room. Louisa licked her lips, suddenly desperate for another taste of his salty musk, and Luke laughed. Low and menacing, the sound was more animal than human, and set her arousal to fever pitch.

“Not this time, my sweet. This time I want to bury my cock into your tight cunt. I want to see your lips stretched around my girth, as you struggle to take all of me, but you will, won’t you, pet? You’ll milk my cock like the good little subbie you are, and you’ll gush your cream all over my dick again and again, won’t you?”

“Yes, Sir.” How she managed to force the words past her kiss swollen lips she would never know. Her gaze was riveted to his cock, where Luke was fisting himself slowly. He squeezed the tip of his dick until his pre-cum slid on his fingers and with a wicked grin held those digits up to her mouth.

Louisa opened up eagerly, only too willing to taste him again, and she groaned when he hooked those fingers inside her mouth holding her in place while he ran the tip of his erection through her wet slit repeatedly. He bumped into her clit at every upstroke, sending jolts of electricity through her system, and her nostrils flared as she tried to breathe through her nose.

“Look at me, pet.”

His rough command made her eyes snap to his again, and she swallowed hard around the digits in her mouth. The intensity of his golden gaze was hard to take, as he pinned her in place with the sheer force of his will.

“You’re mine, and when I sink my cock into your cunt, I’m going to sink my fangs into your flesh and mark you as mine.”

 

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Author Bio:

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris... at least that's what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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Friday, 26 September 2014

Take Over - Bella Settarra


Hello. Come in and grab yourself a cuppa. I have a little treat for you today. Bella Settarra is taking over and giving you a sneaky peek at her book. I'll leave you in her capable hands.



Menage on Moone Mountain by Bella Settarra


Her legs can run, but her heart can’t hide…


Doms, Travis Beaumont and Kent Freeman, enjoy a loving relationship on Moone Mountain.  When Travis finds a beautiful young girl, calling herself Brooke Adams, unconscious in a ravine, both men fall for her.  Having almost given up on their dream of adding a submissive girl to their 'family' to make a ménage relationship, Kent is primarily skeptical.

    Kent's worries increase when she sees him dressed in leathers and wielding a singletail whip in his playroom.  Could her fears be linked to the scars and welts which Travis noticed on her body?  She refuses to tell them much about herself, although her nightmares and scars are a sure indication that the girl’s in big trouble.

    Terrified, Brooke rushes off, intending to leave town, but is persuaded by one of the ranch hands to stay at the hotel for the night until the storm passes.  While Kent and Travis worry about her, and try to figure out how to get her back, Brooke discovers more about the BDSM lifestyle    The guys find her in the local BDSM Club, where her impression of them alters and she is obviously attracted to them.  But Kent asks questions again and they lose their chance to ask her out before the local billionaire's son approaches her.

    How can they compete with a billionaire, and is there any hope of ever reconciling their relationship with Brooke now that she’s found someone else, anyhow?  

    When it is later disclosed that Kent Freeman is the local Deputy Sheriff, it seems like the last straw for Brooke, especially when she discovers that he has found out about her past and the real reason she is on the run.  Can she ever trust them again? And when disaster strikes at the ranch, how can they ever stop her from leaving town?


Adult Excerpt

“I’m going to have that pretty pink ass of yours later,” he promised her as he came to stand in her line of vision.

A flame seared through her body at the thought of it, and she stared up at his gorgeous face. As Travis unfastened her hand, Kent took his position behind her, heeling off his boots and kicking off his Levis. He gripped her hips, keeping her firmly in position.

She felt his thick cock nudging at the mouth of her sopping-wet pussy, and he glided into her. He stilled for a moment, allowing her to become accustomed to his heaving girth before her thrust hard and long, causing her to moan deliciously.

Travis had unzipped his fly and allowed his huge member to spring free. His cockhead gave her a wet kiss as he neared her lips, and she licked at his juices eagerly before devouring his massive cock in her hot mouth. Travis’s cock tasted quite salty as she slurped and sucked at it. She swiped her tongue up and down its lengthy shaft, staring up at his lustful face. His eyes were hooded and he clenched his teeth, trying to maintain control of his body. With her free hand, Brooke pumped at his column, sucking hard at the delicious pre-cum that dripped into her welcoming mouth. She heard Travis gasp as she grabbed his hip for support, taking every inch of his swollen cock into her burning mouth and down her gaping throat. Luckily she had no gagging reflex and was able to take either of her men just as they liked it, much to their untold delight.

She could feel Kent gouging a hot trail through to her womb, his heaving thrusts conveying his mounting passion as she pushed back against him. He released one of his hands to tickle her clit as his vast member grazed deliciously over her sensitive G-spot. Sensations soared with every movement he made. Her nerve endings jangled as he pulled back and then thrust forward until his balls slapped noisily against her.

The room smelled of sex, sweat, and their individual scents, while the sounds of slurping, moans, and flesh-on-flesh filled the air. Their grunts and shrieks became louder, the mere sound a delectable aphrodisiac to one another.

The fire ripped through Brooke’s body and she screamed around Travis’s huge cock. The vibrations at the back of her throat were enough to unhinge him, and he yelled as he came in massive bursts, flooding her with his cream. Brooke didn’t waste a drop of his burning nectar and swallowed greedily as it flowed down her open throat. Kent couldn’t hold on any longer and let go with a deep guttural grunt as his seed swamped her enticing womb. He thrust over and over as the deluge emptied from his enormous cock.


Amazon page: http://www.amazon.com/Bella-Settarra/e/B00I7927E8/ref=sr_tc_2_0?qid=1411058053&sr=1-2-ent





Bella’s Bio



As a youngster, Bella Settarra used to dream of becoming an author, and wrote many tales, poems and letters. 


However, as she grew up she wasn’t able to write so much, as exams, work and family overtook hobbies such as writing, so it looked as though her stories were to become a thing of the past.  That was until she was very ill in March 2013, after undergoing surgery related to cancer.  While lying in a hospital bed contemplating her life, she realized that her biggest regret was never fulfilling her dream of becoming a published author.  Determined to succeed and make her family – as well as herself – proud, she resolved to write a publishable book within the next twelve months. 

In November 2013 her first novel, Last of the Sirens, was published, and went on to become the first of a six-part serial.

Just a month later, fate dealt her another bad hand when she was forced to leave her day job as she could no longer cope with the ever-increasing hours she was expected to work while struggling with ill health.  Writing became her life-line, turning a pleasurable hobby into a fulfilling career. 

Now able to once-again enjoy life, she finds that writing gives her the freedom to work when she is able and rest when she is not.  It encourages her dreams and nurtures her ambitions.  She also has more time for her family, and for her love of driving around the English countryside in her open-top car, listening to country music.

Bella’s imagination knows no bounds, and she has gone from writing a mythical series, Sirens and Sailors, to writing about cowboys and a current work in progress about a group of restaurant staff.  Her novels include MM, MF, MFM and MMF as well as various elements of BDSM, but, most importantly, they are about love.

She hopes that you enjoy reading her stories as much as she enjoys writing them, and loves to hear from her readers via her blog, email or social media.

bellasettarrabooks.blogspot.co.uk






 ‘Ménage on Moone Mountain’ is the first in a series called ‘The Men of Moone Mountain’, which is a total change from my last series ‘Sirens and Sailors’.  It is also being published by a different publisher, Etopia Press, whereas Siren Publishing produced ‘Sirens and Sailors’.  This has made it a much different book, as different editors have much different ideas about what works and what doesn’t and publishers have their own ‘house rules’, e.g. Siren Publishing do not use the semi-colon, and anything written in italics is internal thought and therefore written in the first person, whereas Etopia are the total opposite.

The reason ‘Sirens and Sailors’ came about was that I was inspired by the brief given to authors at my first conference, who were instructed to write an erotic story centred around the sea.  After writing the six-book serial I decided to write something more contemporary, and, as I love reading Cowboy Romance I really wanted to try writing some.  As a Brit, writing about something so different from our culture required a lot of research, as I was so worried about getting it wrong.  I was lucky enough to have some American author friends who helped me find what I was looking for to make the story authentic and plausible (I hope). Mary Yakovets  helped me immensely, pointing me in the right direction for my research and helping me out with certain phrases.  My editors at Etopia Press were also invaluable, as they were able to pick out any Englishisms which had snuck into my work, too.


As an author we are always evolving and (hopefully) improving.  Each book should be better than the last in order for us to grow.  I wrote about ménage relationships in both ‘Ménage of the Siren’ and also in ‘Sacrifices of the Siren’, so I had completed some research on the subject, which I found fascinating.  It was also such fun to write that I decided that my first Cowboy Romance would also be a ménage.  In both of the Sirens and Sailors books, the ménage was M/F/M so I decided to try my hand at writing a M/M/F ménage this time.  I had already written some M/M scenes in ‘Secrets of the Siren’, so had a little experience in this field, and decided to pursue this by making my two heroes in ‘Menage on Moone Mountain’ bi-sexual.
The next book in the ‘Men of Moone Mountain’ series is a Manlove story, and I plan for the third to be another ménage.  My idea was to make the fictional Moone Mountain the sort of place where everyone was able to live the way they wanted to, be they gay, bisexual, polyamorous or whatever.
For lovers of the more conventional Cowboy Romances I have also begun a series with Siren Publishing called ‘Midnight in Montana’ with the first book, ‘Dallas at Midnight’, due for release on 30th September.  Although this book is a M/F romance, I wouldn’t rule out making a subsequent story in the series a ménage book, although in Midnight in Montana this would be an exceptional relationship whereas on Moone Mountain it would be the norm.
Whatever your preference, I hope you enjoy them!



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Thank you for stopping by.

Bella Settarra