Friday, March 13, 2015

Now Available for Pre-Order

Burning Up the Sheets (MFM)
Uniformed and Blazing Hot 6

Burning Up the Sheets (MFM) 


AVAILABLE: Monday, March 23rd

This title is offered at a 10% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, March 30th

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic May-December Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]

Tasha Ingram spent a year and a half healing after a nasty divorce turned her life upside down. Now it’s time to move on. She isn’t ready to risk love again, but her biological clock is ticking. She desperately wants a child. When smokin’ hot firefighters Shawn McKenzie and Corbin Spencer offer to father one with no strings attached, how can she refuse? Sure, they’re younger than her, but won’t that make it easier for them to keep their promise and walk away in the end?

Shawn and Corbin know they’re playing with fire when they set their sights on a coworker’s sister, but Tasha is everything they’ve been looking for in a woman. When they discover what she wants most, they know they’re just the men to give it to her. Their proposition has the three of them burning up the sheets, but Shawn and Corbin have full intentions of keeping the fire burning outside of the bedroom forever, too.


They could waste away the rest of the night together.
Shawn’s words reverberated through Tasha’s mind as she turned on her stool and met Corbin Spencer’s gaze as he headed toward them. She couldn’t remember a time when the sight of two men had made her pussy so wet.
Probably because it’s never happened.
Except she could and she had. The first time had been a year and half ago when she’d first seen Shawn. Sierra, Neil’s wife, was a middle school teacher and Tasha had attended an outdoor event where the fire department had been one of the attractions for the kids. She had seen Shawn, and her pussy had started to leak. When he sat down next to her tonight, she’d felt her pussy grow wet enough to soak her panties. Looking at Corbin now as his broad shoulders weaved their way through the crowd and his long legs brought him closer to her, her panties became wet enough to wring dry.
Neil offered to introduce you to Shawn that day, too.
Her brother had offered and she’d gotten the impression that he would approve of her being with Shawn. Would he approve of her being with Corbin, too? The men were a package deal, after all. Surely Neil knew that.
And, holy mother of hormones, what was she thinking? After twelve years of marriage, a nasty divorce, and a year and a half alone, she might be ready to get back into the world, but she sure as shit wasn’t ready to get tied down again.
You’re ready for sex though.
That, she definitely was and, wow, she’d dreamed of having sex with Shawn and Corbin so many times since she’d first seen the men that part of her mind almost felt as if those fantasies had become reality.
It’s a more appealing way to achieve what you want than that brochure you were reading, too.
That thought nearly made her choke on her own saliva as Corbin Spencer reached her.
“Tasha, right?”
“Right,” Shawn answered the man before she could. “And don’t introduce yourself. She already knows who you are and you’ll ruin it.”
Tasha couldn’t help but laugh. She watched as confusion etched itself between Corbin’s ebony brows and felt sorry for him. “It’s a long story.” She patted the empty barstool next to her. “Have a seat. I’ll buy you a beer.”
“That’s not nec—” He broke off when the bartender slid a bottle of Michelob Ultra across the bar and Tasha gestured to him to put it on her tab. “Essary,” he finished slowly as he lifted the bottle to his smiling lips. “But I guess you’re going to do it anyway.”
Tasha couldn’t help herself. She glanced down at his ass, now planted firmly on the barstool, and lifted a brow as she met his gaze again. “You know who I am. I know who you are. Is it time for the barstool to burn your ass or are you going to stick around a while?”
“I, uh, well…” His stammering made her giggle as she watched him shoot a confused look at Shawn before returning his attention to her. He tipped his bottle toward her. “I think I’m going to sit here and drink my beer.”
Tasha stifled another giggle as she took a sip of her drink and turned her attention to Shawn. “Poor guy. He doesn’t have a clue what he walked into.”
Shawn grinned and, oh, wow, the way his lips tilted made her want to grab hold of him and kiss him senseless. “I’ll fill him in later.”
Tasha gazed into Shawn’s clover-green eyes. Four leaf clovers were supposed to be lucky, right? Even as she wished that were true, she felt the need to give him an out if he wanted to take it.
“You don’t have to hang with me. Your friend is here now. You can go do your thing if you want to.”
His gaze turned so serious it was hypnotizing. He reached for her hand, laced his fingers with hers, and sent another wave of wetness flowing out of her pussy. “What I want to do. What we want to do,” he corrected with a quick glance at Corbin, “is whatever will make you happy.”
Twelve years. In twelve years of marriage Cramer had never said those words to her. As she held Shawn’s gaze, she got the feeling he would say whatever it took to get her between the sheets tonight. She wasn’t born yesterday. Shawn was a good seven years younger than her and so was Corbin. Men in their mid-twenties were out for sex a little else, but what did it matter? Other than the wrath she would have to face with Neil, what did it really matter? She hadn’t had sex with anything except her newfound vibrator in nearly two years!
And what if?
No, that would be too wrong. She wasn’t the type of woman to go for what she wanted most in life without the man’s consent.
Tasha lifted her glass, drank down half the contents, and smacked her lips as she set it back on the bar. “What would make me happy right now is to dance. Will you dance with me?” Before Shawn could answer, she turned her attention to Corbin and added, “Both of you?” She watched as Corbin’s smoky grey gaze flicked to Shawn before settling on her again.

Thursday, March 12, 2015

Building Pleasure - Now on Amazon Kindle

Building Pleasure
Rescue Ranch: The Beginning

APP Exclusive: Building Pleasure (MFM)

Now available on Amazon Kindle!

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]

Living in Pleasure, Tennessee is all about being the best wife a woman can be to two incredible men. May Merriweather fell in love with those two men long ago, but fate has made her unable to give them everything a wife should. Knowing she must tell Horace and Hank Hoskins the truth so they can find the woman who is right for them, she stages a night at their house where she plans to cook for them and bear her soul. Their reaction to her news, however, is not what she’d expected.

Horace and Hank Hoskins were in love with May even before they left for the Navy. Not feeling it right to ask her to wait for them, they held off pursuing her until they returned to Pleasure. Now they’re back and won’t allow anything to stand in their way of claiming the woman they love…even the secret she’s been keeping that will affect their future.


Horace carried her through the small house to one of the bedrooms and lowered her in the center of an enormous bed as if she were as fragile as spun glass. The emotions in his eyes filled her heart as his hands glided down her body, dipped beneath the shirt Hank had given her to wear, and slowly peeled it up and off. He folded his body over hers, his lips finding her mouth first before gliding down her flesh, peppering every inch with tender kisses or pressured nips until she was writhing beneath him.
Wanting to feel him, needing to be skin-to-skin, she let her hands roam his torso, bunched the material of the shirt in her hands that she’d insisted he put on before sitting down for dinner, and pulled it over his head. His mouth closed over her breast, and her head lolled as he worked her nipple with his tongue and teeth, turning the flame already burning in her pussy to a raging fire of demand. Her eyes started to close, but she spotted Hank as he moved closer to the bedside. The sight of him stripping compelled her to keep her eyes open despite the pleasure of Horace’s mouth on her breasts. With their long and lean bodies and magnificently sculpted muscles and planes, she knew she would never tire of seeing either of her men naked.
Hank crawled onto the side of the bed and captured her mouth in a sweetly demanding kiss as Horace’s tongue painted a fiery path down her abdomen and stomach. Hank’s hand took over her abandoned breasts, massaging them in pressured squeezes as Horace’s hand found her pussy. Horace traced the outer edge of her sodden folds before slipping between them to press at her aching opening.
May lifted her hips, attempting to draw those fingers inside her, but met only a resistance that threatened to drive her mad. Hank’s fingers caught her nipple in a firm but delicious pinch that had her moaning into his mouth. The moan morphed to a cry muffled by his tongue when Horace’s fingers drove inside her needy pussy.
“It’s time, May.” Hank’s voice was strained with arousal and need as he pulled back and lightly licked her chin and neck.
She knew exactly what it meant. It was time for them to make love to her together. Even as trepidation quivered through her veins, she knew he was right. It was definitely time. She couldn’t wait another second to feel both of the men she loved inside her. “Please.”
Her quiet plea was apparently all her men needed to spring them into action. Hank stretched out beside her even as Horace slid further to the foot of the bed. Hank reached for her, and she smiled as she threw one leg over his waist to straddle him, putting her hands on either side of his broad shoulders for balance, her back arched and ass in the air.
“Christ, now that’s the sight I’ve dreamed about for years,” Horace said gruffly behind her. His hands framed her hips, slid down her thighs, and then over her butt cheeks. His fingers kneaded the flesh, pulling her cheeks apart. “You look amazin’ this way, darlin’. Your ass is perfect, firm and beautiful, and, damn, you’re gonna be tight. I just know it.”
She knew it, too. Clyde had always been too fixated on getting her pregnant to worry himself with delivering her true satisfaction. Anal play, and especially anal sex, had been expressly forbidden. That would never happen with Horace and Hank, not just because she couldn’t get pregnant, but because they loved her. All the years she’d spent longing for them, wishing God hadn’t deprived her of the ability to bear children, wanting nothing more than to be the wife these fantastic men deserved, were being put in the past tonight. They loved her unconditionally, and every touch of their hands, every kiss from their mouths, and every word they spoke was proving that to her.
Dizzy with the desire they instilled in her, her body threatened to convulse with the anticipation of what was about to happen. “Horace, please. I need to feel you.”
“Soon, darlin’. Very soon.”
Hank’s hands framed her hips, and he used the firm hold to lower her onto his erect cock. She forgot all about begging for Horace to take her ass as the sensation of being filled by Hank’s enormous dick overwhelmed her senses.
“Mine.” The sheer possessiveness in Hank’s tone sent a wicked thrill racing straight to her pussy and ass. “Ours. Forever, May. You will belong to us forever.”
May tested his hold on her hips, rocking her pussy on his cock, and watched in delight when he closed his eyes and a throaty sounding groan escaped his lips. “Mine,” she repeated breathlessly as her channel continued to stretch to accommodate the width of his cock. “Both of you. Forever.”
His hold on her hips loosened, giving her just enough freedom to ride his cock. She took it slow, loving the feel of his shaft grazing along the inner walls of her channel, losing herself in the sweetest pleasure she’d ever known.
“Horace, you better hurry, brother,” Hank warned him through gritted teeth. “She feels too damn good.”
Behind her, Horace chuckled. “You see what you do to us, darlin’. Once we get inside your sexy body, neither one of us can hold on for long.”
May shot a glance at him over her shoulder to find his expression strained, his lips tilted in a devilish grin, and his eyes dancing with sinful intentions. “Let’s see how long you can last when you join us.”
“Is that a challenge, May?”
It was amazing how that casually asked question turned her insides to the temperature of molten lava. She stilled with Hank’s cock lodged inside her fiery channel to the hilt and, for about half a second, all she could do was sit there and revel in the rapturous sensations the anticipation brought her. “Yes. Take me, Horace. Make love to my ass while Hank is inside my pussy.”

Tuesday, March 10, 2015

Now on Amazon Kindle

Remembered Flames (MFM) 
Uniformed and Blazing Hot 4

Now available on Amazon Kindle

The explosion that put firefighter Taylor Parke in a coma took more than those two months of his life. He lost nearly a decade of memories—his friends, his beloved career, and the woman he couldn’t live without. All he can do is start over and Carly Madison, with her sultry body and brown-sugar eyes, seems like the best place to begin.

Firefighter Jax Darwin envies his best friend’s memory loss. He’d give anything to forget the love he still feels for Carly. No matter how hard he’s tried, he can’t get the headstrong, vivacious beauty out of his system…especially now that she’s working at his side.

Her position as lead paramedic wasn’t the only thing Carly gave up to become a firefighter, but Taylor and Jax left her little choice. She’s tried to move on, but some flames are too hard to put out and the three of them are about to learn true love deserves to be remembered.

Monday, March 9, 2015

Now Available...

Make Me Sweat (MFM)
Uniformed and Blazing Hot 5

Make Me Sweat (MFM)


This title is offered at a 10% discount. Offer ends midnight CST, March 16th

[Siren Ménage Everlasting: Erotic Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, HEA]

Eliza wants a man that knows how to sweat. Or, in Cherish, where ménage relationships are the norm, two is better. Convincing her wealthy, controlling father of that is impossible. When he arranges a date for her, she dreads spending another evening with a stuffy white-collared man. But Aiden brings Chaz and one look at them has her sweating.

Firefighter Aiden Reeves rebelled against his wealthy parents' wishes long ago, but he gives into his mother’s matchmaking schemes to keep the peace. Her latest ploy involves Eliza Montgomery. He fears he’s in trouble when he hears her sultry voice. Then he meets her and knows he’s met his match.

Firefighter Chaz Slone isn’t part of the wealthy crowd, but Aiden enjoys dragging him along. Eliza might be drop-dead gorgeous, but there’s more to women than meets the eye. He’s right and the “more” she possesses ignites a fire that has the three of them hot, sweaty, and ready for more.


Chaz wrenched his mouth from hers and buried his face in her hair as he willed himself not to come. “Hold on, baby. You’re going to have to give me a minute here.”
“I am holding on.” To prove it, she dug her nails into the flesh on the backs of his shoulders and flexed her pussy muscles around his throbbing shaft.
Chaz make a sound that was half breathless laugh and half growl as he lifted his head and gazed down at her. “Yes, you are. You little minx.”
His pushed his hands beneath her and flipped her over until she was straddling his waist. The move surprised another squeak out of her, followed by a burst of laughter that only added another level of torture to his already throbbing dick.
“Mmm,” she purred as she settled her body more comfortably on his dick. “I like this position much better.”
He could see that she did. She might have been used to vanilla sex, but the woman knew how to ride a dick. She flattened her hands on his biceps, lifted her sultry body until only the his engorged head remained inside her, and then rocked her slender hips forward as she lowered herself again, taking his full length inside her until the bases of their bodies met.
Chaz felt his eyes roll back in his head as a primal growl escaped his throat. “Fuck, baby.”
She blessedly settled there and leaned forward to nuzzle her lips against his ear. “Is something wrong, hot stuff?”
Chaz moved his hands to her hips and held them in a firm grip, stopping her movement. “I might have a wicked mouth, baby, but you’ve got an evil pussy.”
The smile that unfolded on her luscious lips as she lifted her head and gazed down at him was one of pure siren intents. “Let go of my hips and I’ll show you how evil it can be.”

* * * *

Eliza was having the time of her life. Yes, this was what sex with a man was supposed to be like. Fun, exciting, playful, and hot enough to make her sweat.
She was sweating, she realized as she felt the beads of perspiration gather between the places where her and Chaz’s bodies touched. Those weren’t the only parts of her that were sweating, either. Her very soul was sweltering in the inferno of being with his man.
“Uh-uh.” Chaz’s grin turned mischievous as he continued to hold her hip with one hand and flattened the other firmly on the middle of her back. “We want you just like this.”
We? It took a heartbeat for the word to make sense, but when it did, Eliza winced. Aiden. Damn it! She kept forgetting about him. No doubt about it, she was going to owe him something special after Chaz was finished with her.
Except, Chaz just said “we.” Is Aiden going to join us?
Her question was answered a nanosecond later when she felt the mattress dip and the heat of Aiden’s body as he climbed onto the bed behind her. Icy darts of fear shot through her as understanding solidified in her mind. She was supposed to be pleasing two men. Though she had never done it before, she had read enough erotic ménage romances to know there were only a few ways a woman could accomplish that. The men could take turns with her, she could give one of them a blow job while the other fucked her, or one could fuck her pussy while the other fucked her ass. Chaz and Aiden couldn’t have made it more obvious which option they were picking if they had written it neon lights.
Only, as Aiden moved closer behind her and folded himself over her back, it was material rather than flesh she felt brush against her. He was still fully clothed.
“Are you quivering because you know Chaz likes it, Liz?” The warmth of Aiden’s breath fanned the fine hairs on the side of her neck as he leaned down to whisper in her ear. “Or are you anticipating what you think I am about to do?”
“I…” She leaned into the touch of his lips as they cruised over her lobe and down the side of her neck, turning those icy darts to red-hot pokers of desire. Her lids felt heavy and she let them close, but not so much that she couldn’t see Chaz staring up at her through the slits.
“Do you know what he’s about to do, baby?”
Aiden’s lips were peppering tender kisses on the back of her shoulder now, and his hands were framing her sides and skimming down.
Eliza couldn’t answer Chaz. Trepidation jittered through her system, desire puckered her forbidden hole and tightened her pussy muscles around Chaz’s cock, and a sexual fog of their creation clouded her mind.
“Have you ever had anal sex, Liz?”
Eliza swallowed and managed to push a breathless, “No,” through her suddenly dry lips.
Embarrassment turned her cheeks hot. Being so playful with Chaz and riding him the way she had started to do had been more out of instinct than thought. She silently damned herself for being so inexperienced. At first, she had been disappointed when it seemed having sex with Chaz would turn out like all the others. He had quickly proven her wrong. Now she was going to be the one to disappoint them with her fear and naiveté.
“Baby, look at me.”
She forced her eyes all the way open at Chaz’s request and then narrowed them at the cocky, amused grin tilting his lips.
“Why are you blushing? Didn’t you tell us you wanted us to show you what it feels like to be with two men?”
Eliza gulped. “Yes, but…”
“Having my dick in your ass while Chaz’s is in your pussy frightens you,” Aiden finished for her. “There’s no reason to be embarrassed about that, Liz.”
“You two have done this before, but I—”
“Don’t realize what hearing that you haven’t does to me,” Aiden cut her off, his tone as soft and compassionate as the kisses he continued to pepper on her flesh.
“To us,” Chaz corrected him. His cock jerked in Eliza’s pussy to emphasize his words.