Happy Friday, folks! It’s giveaway time!
On Friday, June 27th, I will randomly choose 1 or 2 readers to win an autographed copy of Rock Star Lover / Masked Desires, the combo edition.
All you have to do is like my Facebook Fan Page.
Then add Masked Desires to your Goodreads list by clicking the add image below.
Don’t miss out on your chance to win!
Also available from the Carnal Diaries Series for only $1.99…
Rock Star Lover
ROCK STAR LOVER, the first installment of the Carnal Dairies Series, is available for pre-order on Kobo! Click the Kobo image below to score the first novel from the Carnal Diaries Series for the promotional price of only $.99 before it releases.
On Friday, March 21st, Rock Star Lover will be offered on Amazon, Barnes & Noble, All Ebook Romance and Kobo for $1.99.
“I like it when you pull my strings. It makes me think of all the nasty things I could do to you.” ~ Ripp Collins
Blues singer, Aubrey Anderson finds herself tangled in the reality of her secret desire. Her head tells her to devote her life to the good, steady man, who intends to marry her. But her heart reaches for her childhood friend—British rocker, Ripp Collins.
For the sake of their friendship, Ripp has always respected the distance Aubrey put between them. But once he learns of her engagement, he is no longer willing to bury his feelings for her.
Can he convince her to give into him, despite his bad boy reputation, or will she keep running from the passion they could share?
Join me on Friday while I celebrate rock n’ roll and rhythm & blues at my cyber launch party! Bring your favorite rock star and R&B images to share. And enjoy some naughty excerpts from many of my author friends as they celebrate with me.
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Add ROCK STAR LOVER to your “Want To Read” list for a chance to win. I will randomly choose 2 Goodreads’ readers to receive a free copy of Rock Star Lover, and also an autographed print copy of Designing Love. Click the Goodreads image below to add ROCK STAR LOVER to your Goodreads’ list.
Let’s celebrate rock n’ roll and rhythm & blues!
This Friday, March 21st, ROCK STAR LOVER from the Carnal Dairies Series, will be released! I would like to invite all readers and fellow authors to come and celebrate with me at my FB cyber launch party.
Click here to accept the invite –> https://www.facebook.com/#!/events/521682247953291/?ref_notif_type=plan_user_joined&source=1
Bring your favorite rock star and R&B images, as well as some naughty excerpts from your favorite rock star novels. Come ready to rock, baby!
**Warning** Those who are faint of heart should wait by the door, because it’s going to get HAWT. 😉
I will randomly choose 2 Goodreads’ readers to receive a free copy of Rock Star Lover, and also an autographed print copy of the interracial romance, Designing Love.
*Winner’s Choice* for the Fall Into Romance Blog Hop. Don’t miss out on your chance to win this sultry tale.
Sexy excerpt from Yvonne Nicolas’ novel, DESIGNING LOVE (Interracial Romance, erotic romance)
World renowned architect, Devon Sparks reluctantly accepts the job of designing a house for his former lover, who’d betrayed him with his best friend. Still a little emotionally battered, Devon is content to never love again, until Josephine shows up on his doorstep.
Josephine Burnett, a brilliant interior designer, is thrilled to be working on such a big project with Devon. She relishes the opportunity to showcase her talents, but wonders if accepting the job was a mistake in the face of Devon’s rude behavior. Soon she discovers the man behind the cold, hard exterior is capable of smoldering passion…
A passion she finds hard to deny.
Can they break free from their emotional restraints to experience the sultry heat of their love?
By the elevator, Devon cradled her face and kissed her again. As his body pressed into hers, his lips traveled over her jawline then under her chin. He got to her neck then kissed and nibbled on her flesh.
Shivering uncontrollably, she stifled a moan. Azure eyes veiled in pure lust were fixed on her. He staggered back from her and stabbed the up button repeatedly, as if that would make the elevator arrive quicker.
Finally, the doors slid open.
He rushed in, pulling her with him. Her purse hit the floor and her back met the elevator wall. His body smashed into hers and he hungrily captured her mouth in a hot kiss. Her body temperature shot up to a blazing inferno.
The sliding barriers enclosed them in the small space, shutting out the world then it began to ascend.
Melting within a moment of rapture, they swallowed each other’s heavy moans, their tongues intertwining in a passionate dance.
Her mind screamed his name over and over, begging him to stop and continue at the same time. The sane part of her repeatedly nudged her, attempting to bring her back to reality, but the need to explore the fantasy created by his embrace overruled that part.
The taste of him and the velvety texture of his tongue charmed her, made her savor every bit of him. His mere essence and fragrance stamped her mind.
She’d never forget this moment, ever. Even without penetration, he was inside of her, pulling her under, going deeper and deeper, suffocating her in his sea of ecstasy.
It was almost too much to handle.
While one hand circled her waist, the other reached out to slam the emergency stop button. The box of lust drew to a shuddering halt.
He lifted her leg to his waist, then the other. She slipped her arms around his neck and crossed her ankles at the curve of his buttocks, locking her body against him. His fingers bit into her thighs as his erection pushed hard against her throbbing clit. The heat of his body seeped through their clothes and attacked her flesh.
This man in her arms had taken total control of her. His quickened heartbeat matched hers and the pulse shot down her body to her center.
Groaning, he nipped and lapped at the flesh of her neck. He ground his length along her starving slit, adding sweet pressure, rolling and grinding his hips.
Her moans turned laborious. Those glorious strings of pleasure hovered around her mid-section, growing thicker and multiplying with the friction of his hardened cock and movement of his rocking body. She rotated her pelvis in unison with his steady strokes.
He mumbled something in crook of her neck, his hot breath fluttering against her flesh, but she was too far gone to make out the words.
Devon slipped a hand around her hip to her backside and delved into her pants. She gasped. The skin to skin contact arched her back. His fingers wedged deeply between her butt cheeks, he bucked against her to apply the final blow to her aching pearl.
She literally came undone.
The walls of her core quivered and contracted. She sucked in a shuddering breath and released a husky moan as wetness oozed from her slit and drenched her thin lace panties.
He made a wet trail from her neck, over her chin and to her mouth. The kiss, which was deep and unrelenting moments ago, was now soft and explorative. He slowly circled her winding tongue. His deep groans made her insides flutter. Between his teeth, he caught the tip of her tongue and nipped at it teasingly, sending gentle tremors through her.
Her whole damn body became a ball of sensitized nerves. She craved more of him, his hands and mouth all over her.
Suddenly, a broken, “Uh-hem,” sliced through their sexual spell.
Romantic excerpt from Serenity King’s novel, A RACE FOR REDEMPTION (Interracial Romance, erotic romance)
*Winner’s Choice* for the Fall Into Romance Blog Hop. Don’t miss out on your chance to win this bestselling tale.
A powerful conglomerate, Powell Industries has entered the world of stock car racing. It isn’t too risky an endeavor since the CEOs daughter’s favorite things are driving fast and fast cars. As beautiful as she is driven, Tracey Powell is one of the most talented drivers on the circuit. However, a string of wrecks has caused her father to make a change. Now her former trainer is driving the Powell industries car. Determined to reclaim her place behind the wheel, Tracey battles her way back. Now Tracey’s not only looking to be the first African American woman to bring home the trophy—she’s also looking for Redemption.
Shane Westbrook has been the reigning champion five years running. His life is grand as a result. He has everything: money, respect, and all the women he could want. The trouble is that he doesn’t want just any woman. He wants the one woman who walked away—Tracey. With the last two races coming up he knows Tracey is thinking about winning. The race is on—the prize has yet to be determined.
“What happened on the track today? Are you okay?” He asked, as he walked over to her and took the towel from around her head. He tilted her jaw first to one side, then the other, looking into her eyes as if he were a doctor or something. “Why aren’t you answering me?”
“Probably, because you haven’t given me a chance to answer yet,” she said, finding her voice at last. “What are you doing here? And why are you angry with me?”
“Never mind that. Are you hurt?”
“No.” She wouldn’t tell him that she’d been scared out of her mind. She’d keep that bit of information to herself.
“Good. Come here.” Her supposed rival, Shane Westbrook, pulled her into the circle of his arms and brought his mouth down to hers. Her lips parted voluntarily, allowing his tongue access.
Tracey’s arms instantly encircled his neck, causing her towel to drop to the floor. She felt his groan of appreciation as he deepened the kiss, grasping her hips, lifting her up off the floor and more intimately into him. Without missing a beat, he walked with her over to the bed and placed her on it—with him on top of her—their lips still locked in a passionate kiss. His legs parted her naked thighs—his cock coming into contact with her center—her juices wetting the front of his jeans.
Tracey couldn’t believe this was happening. That it was real. Yet the thickness between her legs assured her that it was. Her hips gyrated against him. He growled his satisfaction into her mouth.
“I am definitely overdressed,” he whispered against her lips, before lifting up off of her. He removed his clothes swiftly, and joined her back on the bed before she could voice her objections.
She looked at him as he undressed, enjoying the view of his toned body, sun-streaked, short, brownish blond hair, and blue eyes. His long, thick erection, bobbed up and down amidst a triangle of short curls a shade darker than his hair. As much as she wanted all of him inside of her, in her heart of hearts, she knew it would be wrong.
“From the look in those beautiful dark eyes of yours, I can tell you are having second thoughts. Don’t,” he ordered. “This is going to happen, Tracey.”
“We can’t,” she murmured.
“We can and we will,” he said sternly, before taking her lips again in a mind-blowing kiss.
Romantic excerpt from Samara King’s novel, HOT TO THE TOUCH (Interracial Romance, erotic romance)
*Winner’s Choice* for the Fall Into Romance Blog Hop. Don’t miss out on your chance to win this sexy tale.
A year ago, Club Reign owner, Belinda Gilles threw the first Grown & Sexy Masquerade Ball without a hitch – that was until she encountered a masked man whose touch made her forget about her past. Did she dare to believe that her masked lover would show his face again?
What lies beneath…
When Jordan Harris discovers that Belle is the woman he encountered under the mask a year ago, he sets out to make her his, even if it means opening old wounds she’d vowed to never forgive him for.
She smiled. “Thank you.” Her eyes swept over him and lower, and lower still, His dick was hard, long and would fill her to the brink of pleasure.
“Can you handle me?”
“Why don’t you find out.”
He lifted her in his hands like she weighed non nothing. Belinda chuckled before wrapping her legs around his waist. She was coming to enjoy the way his eyes danced with hers through the masks they wore. Her breathing hitched as if she couldn’t catch her breath.
He maneuvered his dick between her legs, teasing her with the head of it. Thick and full.
Belinda lost all train of thought as he slammed against her tight walls, her body instantly wrapped around his dick and contracted.
“Ahhh!” The hoarse whisper felt like a heated prayer in the velvet black night sky. The garden the slow dull of music pulsing beneath them. Her head fell back as she took in the sensation of having him stretch her, and pump again.
He was driving into her slick pussy so methodically, the rhythm threatened to take her away with it. He grunted as she continued to convulse around him.
Belinda couldn’t formulate words, for once, she just wanted to feel.
His sweet dick was rocking on her into a whole other world. She wanted the fruit of his labor. She pushed her hips forward with his dick buried deep inside of her, and cried out as their bodies moved rhythmically.
“Yes!” She bit down on her lip just before his tongue pushed them open and feasted, mimicking the pace of his thrusts between her thighs. Her muscled clenched, soaring her over the edge. “My God.” She went limp as he continued to pump inside of her.
Belinda felt him tightened as he grunted, his head fell backwards as he drove into her with frenzied pulses until the sound of his deep moan blended against the night. He leaned against her. Their flesh was slick with perspiration. She took a deep breath, unable to remember the last time she’d been touched like that
She looked back into her stranger’s eyes. Her mystery lover. She smiled. “That was…”
Their bodies were still joined. His dick was still hard. Her pussy throbbed. She wanted him again and the look in his eyes said the same.
He begin to move inside of her again, his dick lengthening, creating a dizzying tension inside of her again.
“If we keep this up, we’re bound to be here all night.”
“I can take it if you can,” he grinned, watching her intently.