Sunday, 28 September 2014

#SexySnippets where I mention being Dominated by the Earl

Hi all, Happy Sunday and welcome to #SexySnippets once more,

Where. each Sunday a group of authors post seven consecutive sentences from a book or WIP of theirs.

This week, I'm taking my sentences form Dominated by the Earl, (formerly titled A Matter of Faith). It's due to be rereleased under its new title and with this fantastic new cover soon.

*Nora is trying to seduce Justin before he leaves to fight...*

The slither of fine lawn caressed her skin and slid lower at a gentle pace, in ever increasing waves. As her gown left her body to pool at her ankles, the look in his eyes brought moisture to gather at the apex of her thigh and coat the curls that embraced her nether lips like a lover. Not even in her mind could she use all the words she heard uttered as she acted the voyeur.
Nora stood on tiptoes and let her tongue slip between his parted lips. As she tried to entice a response, Nora wondered just what a female had to do to make a man respond. She was not left in doubt for long. 


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Love R x

Thursday, 25 September 2014

Thumbs up Thursday, where I say please welcome Iyana


oh my...


Chance Devereux and Ryder Adkins have worked on the same TV series for three years and share a house near the set. Yet Chance can only watch from afar when Ryder gets engaged. Even though Chance is still deep in the closet, he can't help be jealous.  
Since the first day of shooting, Ryder has had his sights on his costar, but Chance has a girlfriend and Ryder thinks Chance is straight. After years without a concrete result, Ryder decides to forget his desire to be with Chance and go back to Mike. 
During a hiatus, Chance does an interview with journalist, Sebastian Vanderbilt. Sebastian opens Chance's eyes, and he decides he needs to make Ryder his. Can they work it out, or  are they all out of retakes?
Be Warned: m/m sex 

Without waiting for Mike’s answer, he slid his phone open and scrolled down to Chance’s number. Ryder glanced briefly at Mike, who simply nodded and turned away to give him a semblance of privacy. Ryder turned his attention back to the call he was making and nearly jerked in anticipation when it was answered.
“Hey. Chance, it’s—”
“I’m sorry, but Chance can’t answer the phone right now.”
Ryder’s eyes bulged. Taken aback, he swallowed. “W-what? Who is this?”
“May I ask who’s speaking, please?”
“It’s, uh, Ryder. I’m his, his best friend—”
“Oh, Ryder. Sure.”
Ryder lifted an eyebrow when the man laughed a little.
“Chance talks a lot about you,” the man went on.
“Thanks, but….” Ryder’s eyes flickered to Mike, who was observing him closely. His mind began to wander to places he didn’t want to go. How could he not? The man had Chance’s cell. “Where is he? Do you mind if I talk to him?”
“No, of course not.” The man sighed. “But he really can’t.”
“What? What happened? What have you done to him?”
“Whoa, wait a second. I’ve done nothing to him. But he’s asleep right now. He hasn’t been able to sleep for some time. He’s been in so much pain he couldn’t even rest.”
Ryder slumped in his seat, rubbing his face. “Oh, God.” Mike had been right. Feeling lightheaded, Ryder whispered into the mouthpiece. “What’s wrong with him? God, is he okay now?”
“Yeah, I truly hope so. He’s much calmer now. He caught a stomach bug a couple of days ago.”
“And you’re—you’re Sebastian, right? Sebastian Vanderbilt? I saw the pictures.”
“That’s me. Oh, and Ryder?”
“I heard about your engagement. Congratulations, man.”
“Well, I don’t—”
“Hey, look,” Sebastian cut him off. “I’d love to talk to you, but I really have to go. I’ll tell Chance that you called, okay?”
“Wait, Sebastian. I’m just… you know, I—” But it was too late. Sebastian had hung up. Sucking in a breath, Ryder could only gawk in disbelief.
Sebastian didn’t know for sure why he felt reluctant to talk to Ryder. He had no reason to feel threatened by him, though if the way Chance talked about Ryder in the interview was anything to go by, Sebastian might have to consider how he felt toward the guy. This was such a new thing for him, feeling insecure. He wasn’t that kind of guy. Sebastian wondered what Chance had done to him.
Back in the guestroom where Chance was resting, Sebastian found him awake. Chance’s gaze wandered, his expression half-studying his surroundings, half-wondering how or why he was there in the first place. He turned to Sebastian only when he heard him clear his throat. Warmth surged in Sebastian’s heart at the fleeting blush on Chance’s freckled face. He wondered what Chance thought about the room. Sebastian loved his place, but perhaps it was childish to want to hear what Chance had to say about it.
Sebastian went to sit next to Chance, reaching out to feel his brow.
Chance groaned, shying away. “I’m not a child, Sebastian.”
“No.” Sebastian smiled. “But you gave me quite a scare.”
“Sorry.” Chance looked down.
“Hey, that’s not your fault. You were sick and obviously you hadn’t fully recovered when you left the hospital. How are you feeling now?”
“Much better.” Chance licked his lips.
Sebastian watched Chance drink slowly, and when he pulled back, some drips still clung to his lower lip. Sebastian knew he’d been staring, and he completely ignored the glass shoved back into his palm. Finally, he chuckled, put the glass away on the nightstand, and took off his shirt.
Chance’s eyes widened before they darkened a bit.
“May I?” Sebastian gestured toward a space on Chance’s huge, fluffy pillow.
Chance shifted a little to give him more room, much to his delight. He slipped under the cover and could feel Chance stiffen slightly. His face—mere inches from Sebastian’s—was taut before he relaxed and snuggled into Sebastian’s bare chest. Chance’s body felt sleep warm under his thin T-shirt, and Sebastian braved Chance’s reaction and slid a hand under it. He palmed Chance’s flat abs and up to his muscled torso, sighing appreciatively at the deep moan wrenched out of Chance’s throat.
“Beautiful,” Sebastian said huskily. “Very beautiful.” He tweaked a nipple and was rewarded with the stretched column of Chance’s smooth neck as he threw his head back, lips parting, his guttural growl sending Sebastian’s blood to his groin.

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Iyana writes M/M short stories and novellas. Her works have been published by Evernight Publishing, JMS Books, Books to Go Now, Torquere Press, Bitten Press, Leap of Faith Publishing, Breathless Press, and Alfie Dog Fiction.

Iyana lives in Jakarta, a city famous for its traffic jams, a lot of cars and motorcycles, and people selling stuff on the roads. You can spend two hours on the road going to a place you can reach in half an hour in a normal situation. Thanks to the traffic jams, though, Iyana can come up with a lot of stories, mostly shorties, as she prefers to spend the time during her trips writing into her cell phone rather than sleeping.

Another thing Iyana loves is kitties. Right now she has three of them. Their names are Cil, Horus, and Betsy, and one kitten. When she doesn’t write, she plays with them, or they would play with her when she writes.

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Tuesday, 23 September 2014

#TantalisingTuesday The Space

I haven't done this for ages, but here's my #TT

"Here's your present." The deep dark, and teasing voice was full of something exciting. Something different and something that hinted.

She looked and saw... "There's nothing there."

"Rubbish. Look again, and tell me, what you see."

She stared. "An empty space."

"Exactly. A void waiting to be filled. How are you going to fill it, pet?"

I don't know. What is there?"

"Ah well. That's up to you. Life has so many possibilities, don't you think? Nothing is truly empty. If you can't see anything, maybe you're not looking hard enough. Even emptiness is full of something, be it air..." the voice paused. "or need."

A soft kiss touched her cheek. What do you need, pet?"

"I need you," she said. "Next to me, with me. Helping me to cope without you." She choked. "Without you." 

"Ah. But, pet. I'm always here for you, you know that. If not in person, in your mind, in your heart. I'm yours for ever."

She held her hands out in front of her. "I need you here with me. How can you let this happen?"

"Ah, pet, that's life. But remember it's not an empty space, it's an opportunity waiting for you to fill. And I'll be with you every step of the way."

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Happy Reading,

Love R x

Sunday, 21 September 2014

#SexySnippets...where we all go to the fair

Welcome to #SexySnippets

Where a group of authors post seven sentences from one of their published works, 
from a WIP

This week, I've decided to go back to an early story, The Price to Pay. 

Raig and Vairi are at the fair...

(they're on the galloping horses, and she doesn't really like them)

 Why the hell had she chosen the ride if it upset her so—unless the feeling of the pole on her pussy was worth it. So he would make sure the feeling of his cock crowding her ass surpassed anything else she may feel; from the subtle shift of her hips, he could tell how turned on she was. Well fuck, if the pole did the job, who was he to complain? He could supersede those feelings later.
“Sway with the motion, move with it, yeah, ah that’s good," he said, and encouraged her as they spun round as the lights blurred together, and the music flowed from one ride to another. Raig could sense her becoming aroused, her breathing changing pace, her body shaking, as the friction between him and the ride increased and intensified. She leaned back into him before shuddering her climax. 



 Do a friend a favor? Easy. Persuade the woman she's your soul-mate - not so easy. Does this cougar romance stand a chance?

Raig was doing a favor for a friend - babysitting mum. Who'd have thought that 'mum' turned out to be the woman of his dreams?

Raig could see their future, Vairi could only see the age difference. He may say you were only as old as the man you feel but she couldn't do the forever he wanted. Too many obstacles stood in their way, especially when she finds out Raig has not been telling her the truth by omission. She too has secrets she's not willing to share. Can they open up, be honest and put their doubts behind them?  Then discover how satisfying a cougar romance can be?

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Happy Reading,

Love R x

Wednesday, 17 September 2014


Morning all, it's teasing time again. I'm in editing heaven at the moment. Yep, I like editing because I know i'm making my story better with every edit I do.

So, I thought I'd tease you this week with a wee snippet from my WIP, tentatively called The Alpha's Challenge...

As ever it's unedited word vomit...

"That is for waxing and scribing." He stretched down and ran his finger across her wet slit and into her even wetter pussy hole. "You like these ideas, pet don't you." It wasn't a question.
"My pet wants it all. Such a pity we need to go slow, because I think my pet would take everything I gave her."
Jacob put one hand around her waist and led her to the double level benches.
"Will you let me start, Pet? Let me spank you ass? Redden your skin and leave my handprint as our first mark?"
There was only one thing she could say. Excitement and arousal danced over her skin and into her body. The pulse at the base of her pussy throbbed in much the same way it did when she climaxed, and she was darned sure she was as wet as she was then.
"Yes please Sir."
He helped her kneel on one bench and adjusted the other one so she knelt over it, before he showed her chain and manacles. "I'm not untying your hands because I love to see them like that. But I'm tethering you so you don't fall. Status, pet?"
"Still wolf."
Ah that's my lovely pet." He crooned the words as he spread her legs and fastened them as well. "Oh such a beautiful sight. Would you like to see?" He tilted a set of mirrors so she could see her bare ass, no longer with the tiny strip of lace disappearing between her buttocks. "Now, pet. Let me show you how beautiful this will make us both feel."
He brought his hand down firmly on one ass cheek.
Ari was thankful she was fastened or she'd have hit the roof. Who on earth thought that was pleasure needed their head examined. It bloody hurt. She swallowed and bit her lip, determined not to cry, or shout her safe word. Jacob wanted this and she wanted Jacob. So she'd take another one…
Or two…
He smacked each cheek three times in quick succession and rubbed and stoked the sensitive skin between each strike. Ari still wouldn't say it was pleasure, and it still hurt like hades, but…
"You submit so beautifully, pet. Look in the mirror, watch me, feel with me. Count for me. Three more on each side. Just three."
She could take that.
This time the sting was more intense, her eyes clouded over and she couldn't see clearly. The following spanks were harder, and harder…and she flew. Now she knew what the words pleasure pain really meant. All that mattered was that harsh stroke and the stings and tingles that raced through her. Her mind focused only on Jacob, his soft words and his firm hand.
It could have been sixty strokes not six, she had no idea, and she didn't much care. She was his.

(A bit too many 'pets', but it's a got to type this as the words form or else I'll forget it story... I'll edit later...)

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Happy Reading, Love R x

Sunday, 14 September 2014

#SexySnippets where I say everyone should have a Devil...

Livvy has. She has her Devil Dom...

Release your inner devil and pay the price. Was a year of hot sex worth the humiliation to come?

For over a year, Livvy woke up sobbing, hot, bothered, and reaching for something. Sael was the something, but he had a secret, one that would make or break them, and could well cost him his existence.

#SexySnippets. Where a group of authors post seven sentences from a published book or a WIP

This week my seven are from Livvy's Devil Dom.

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"Come for me. Put your fingers inside yourself, and then use your wetness to rub your clit, touch your nipples, and make yourself come. You know you want to, so do it now."
His tone was mesmeric, and it compelled her to respond.
I want to? Well, her body did because her pussy got wetter as he spoke, and her nipples puckered under the silky top she wore. Before she realized what she was doing, she began to do as he asked. God, she was wet, achingly so—her clit throbbed for a touch, her nipples stood proud and hard, and her body became alert and primed. 

(3 words over sorry...)

Happy Reading,

Love R x

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