Hot Seat Welcomes - Diane Demetre

The author hot seat specials are designed to help readers get to know both popular and up and coming authors a little better. The questions are broken into sections - About your writing, about you, fun stuff and finally. Some of the questions are easy, other may need a little more thought and some may cause our author friends to hesitate before answering—still, they all answer. 

Today we welcome Erotic romance author, Diane Demetre, to the hot seat. he's telling us about her new book and answering the tricky questions, there's also a fantastic giveaway from her at the end of the post. So let's get started.

Tell us about your latest book. What was your inspiration for writing it, is it part of an ongoing series, the characters, the genre etc? 

Dance to a Gypsy Beat is the third book in my erotic romance Dance of Love series. Although all the books in the series are stand-alone titles, there is a familial thread tying them together which adds a deeper dimension to the stories. The books in this series were voted Luminosity Publishing Readers’ Choice for Best Books and Best Covers for 2015 and 2016.

About your writing:

How many books have you written during your career so far and which is your favorite? 

I’ve written and had published three erotic romances. My fourth book is romantic suspense which hasn’t been published yet and is probably my favourite to date. I’m hoping to see it out later this year.

Have any of your books received negative reviews and how did you handle the situation? 

I had one, but I ignored it. You can always tell whether bad reviews are legitimate or not. If a reader is sincere about their comment, you can see it by the way they write their review. But mostly, negative reviews are from people who admit to not even finishing the book or from people who made the wrong choice in the first place by choosing your book. For example, why would someone choose erotic romance if they get offended by red hot sex scenes?

Do you believe in writer’s block and if so, how do you overcome it? 

I haven’t experienced writer’s block, maybe because I write what comes to me rather than thinking what to write. I lean into my inspiration and wait for it to guide me. I think writer’s block is something created from impatience. The key is to trust the muse and follow her lead.

What is the one genre you would never write and why? 

Not so much a genre, but I can only write in the ‘light’. I can’t write about dark themes and have turned down publishing offers to write in the ‘dark.’

Have you ever written a book that you’ve regretted publishing and why? 

Not yet.

If a reader said they wanted to write a book, what advice would you give them? 

Go ahead, but be prepared to sacrifice lots and lots and lots of time.

About you:

Tell us what a typical day in your life is like? 

Up early, take the puppies for a walk, meditate, go to the gym, yoga or dance class, do a couple of hours on my other business, then write all afternoon, one hour for dinner, then back in the office to write for a few hours at night.

What sort of things put you in a bad mood? 

Being too hard on myself.

Do you have a bucket list and what’s one thing you still want to do that you haven’t done? 

Fly into outer space on Virgin Gallatica

What makes you laugh? 

Silly things my husband says, loving things my puppies do and the joy of being alive.

What is the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done? 

I talked far too long in my wedding speech.

Do you like to read and what are you reading at the moment? 

I love reading. At the moment, I’m reading The Road Back by Liz Harris

If you couldn’t write anymore, what would you do instead? 

But why couldn’t I write anymore? Unless I’m brain-dead, I can write J

Fun Stuff:

If you could go out with one famous person who would it be and why? 

Jesus Christ… I want to hear his story told his way.

Do you have a habit that drives your partner/friends/family nuts and what is it? 

Being bossy

In your opinion, what makes a person attractive? 

Sense of humour

What is the strangest food you’ve ever eaten? 

Raw snails in China… I spat them out once I felt the wiggle

Would you rather have a classic 1969 convertible Mustang or have the use of a beach side condo any time you want? 

Beach side condo. I can’t write in the convertible

And finally:

Would you rather survive an apocalyptic event (yes, even a zombie apocalypse) or die instantly without knowing what happened to your family and friends? 

Die… because we’ll all be on the other side anyway. Then we get to start all over again J 

Dancing Queen by Diane Demetre

One woman … Two men … A dance of love that lasts a lifetime

When Michele Johnston, a sexy forty-two-year-old ex-dancer from the Moulin Rouge gets divorced, she leaps into her new world of singledom with unbridled passion. Having been in monogamous relationships all her life, she decides to cast off her inhibitions and release her repressed sexuality through casual sex.

Aided and abetted by three vivacious girlfriends, Michele embarks on her new erotic adventures but gets more than she expects, when mysterious yacht captain Mark Miller unleashes her wanton desires.

Further complicating matters, debonair Greek businessman Nick Stavros arrives on the scene and falls madly in love with her, promising the happy-ever-after ending. Although not her type, Michele finds his charm and persistence strangely bewitching.

But will she give up her newfound freedom? Will she choose one man over the other? And who’s the special someone she’s been unconsciously searching for all her life?

Reader Advisory:  This book contains a sexually empowered heroine and willing men to fulfil her desires. Casual sex scenes with recreational drug use.

Buy links for Diane's books 

Amazon

iTunes

Luminosity publishing

Kobo

About the Author:

Award winning author, Diane Demetre is a storyteller at heart and whether entertaining, educating, speaking or writing, she is passionate about life and sharing it with you. She writes sensual adult love stories with a twist, featuring empowered heroines who live life to the fullest on their terms, much like the author herself.

Diane weaves the magical divine feminine through her stories... perhaps in the guise of an accidental meeting with a magnificent stranger, a crazy French tarot card reader or the voice of the Goddess in the mind of the female protagonist. The divine feminine always gives a helping hand to her heroines, empowering them forward on their journey to their happy-ever-after. 

The Dance of Love series consists of three steamy, stand-alone, erotic romance titles with red hot ratings. Her debut novel, Dancing Queen was voted Luminosity Publishing’s Best Book and Best Cover for 2015, while Tiny Dancer and Dance to a Gypsy Beat were voted Best Book and Best Cover for 2016.

Catch up with Diane on Social Media:

WEBSITE                   www.dianedemetre.com

BLOG                         http://dianedemetre.com/blog/

FACEBOOK                https://www.facebook.com/dianedemetreauthor

TWITTER                   Diane Demetre@DianeDemetre

GOODREADS            https://www.goodreads.com/author/show/14418461.Diane_Demetre

Giveaway:

Diane is giving away 2 personally signed paperback editions of her debut novel, Dancing Queen.  

To enter, sign up to Diane's newsletter at www.dianedemetre.com and complete the Contact Form on her website, including the phrase Jan Graham in your message. 
Good luck everyone :)

Author Hot Seat Welcomes Kenya Wright

The author hot seat specials are designed to help readers get to know some of todays popular and up and coming authors a little better. The questions are broken into four sections - About your writing, about you, fun stuff and finally. Some of the questions are easy, other may need a little more thought and some may cause our author friends to hesitate before answering—still, they all answer. 

Our guest author today is Kenya Wright. The multi-genre author is currently on blog tour promoting her latest book Theirs to Play. 

So let's get started and see what Kenya has to say.

Tell us about your latest book. What was your inspiration for writing it, is it part of an ongoing series, the characters, the genre etc?

I really wanted to write a strong contemporary heroine that is similar to the kick-ass heroines of urban fantasy novels, except her weapons are her word play and mind. 

About your writing:

How many books have you written during your career so far and which is your favorite?

I’ve written twenty books. Fourteen have been published. The rest are soon to be released. Which is my favorite is almost an impossible question to answer.

Each time I write a book, I decide to pick a particular topic, research and absorb myself in it. So really each book that I write is sort of an elaborate vacation or journey through something fascinating. When writing Theirs to Play, I spent a lot of time researching Monte Carlo. It’s a fascinating place. So I really can’t think of a favorite.

Have any of your books received negative reviews and how did you handle the situation?

Every book that I or one of my publishers have released, get a negative review. It would be crazy to even think any of them wouldn’t. No one book will be loved by all. Even the Bible has negative reviews. So when I get a negative review I pretty much either don’t read it, have sex with my husband, or continue writing. People’s opinions are theirs, and that’s okay.

Do you believe in writer’s block and if so, how do you overcome it?

I don’t believe in it. However, that is more my inner fear coming through. I currently have twenty plotlines in my head but no time to write them all. The very idea, that I could wake up one day and not have any new character strolling through my mind, freaks me out.

What is the one genre you would never write and why?

Christian romance. That particular market calls for an author that lives a faithful life. I go to church, but I’m a very devilish and naughty person. It would be hypocritical of me to pretend and I hate liars. Additionally, I’ve written erotic romance and most Christian romance publishers and fans don’t appreciate that sort of cross over.

Have you ever written a book that you’ve regretted publishing and why?

Definitely.  A good writer should be improving with each book. Their grammar, craft, storytelling, presentation, everything. . .it all should be even more amazing than the prior book. So when I read some of my earlier books, I cringe. Granted, I still get loads of fans with those books so they weren’t awful. It’s just I write even better.

I read a Stephen King interview once, when he said that he can’t even read his novel Carrie due to how bad it is written. I absolutely love Carrie!

If a reader said they wanted to write a book, what advice would you give them? 

Read in the genre you want to write in. Read all of it—the good and bad. Then read books that are outside of the genre while you’re writing. A writer that doesn’t read in their own genre is a crappy author. Period.

About you:

Tell us what a typical day in your life is like?

I have three kids so I get them ready and drop them off to school. I read a book on the train. Sometimes it is a craft book on how to write a particular way. Sometimes it is literary or my favorite trashy romance! I work at my job/write. My ride back home on the train usually involves a Netflix show, more reading, or me voxing to my best friend about how awesome I am. Then it is dinner, playing with the kids, writing, sex with my husband, and sleep.

What sort of things put you in a bad mood?

News about violence toward kids depresses me. I actually don’t follow the news anymore because my mind simply can’t take horrific stuff.

Do you have a bucket list and what’s one thing you still want to do that you haven’t done?

Definitely!

Orgy! (That’s right. I said it.)

Scuba diving.

Sky diving.

Go to: Paris, Tokyo, and anywhere in Africa.

What makes you laugh?

Funny people and images. The closer to reality they are the better.

What is the most embarrassing thing you’ve ever done?

Oh god. When I was a teenager, I used a sock as a maxi pad because I was out in the middle of nowhere and there was no help in site. Poor sock.

Do you like to read and what are you reading at the moment?

I love reading. It is a huge part of my life. I’m reading Clean Sweep by Ilona Andrews.

If you couldn’t write anymore, what would you do instead?

Asking a writer what would they do if they couldn’t write, is basically saying. . .what would you do if you were paralyzed from the neck down? It is a sad and horrifying thing to me. But fine. . .I’ll play your game. Lol!

I would do something else that was creative—paint, sew, make movies, etc.

Fun Stuff:

If you could go out with one famous person who would it be and why?

Jason Momoa! Holy Batman’s Hairy Balls! He’s fine!

Do you have a habit that drives your partner/friends/family nuts and what is it?

I’m super controlling of activities.

In your opinion, what makes a person attractive?

Their personality.  A charismatic person steals the crowd anytime. I’ve battled with weight all of my life, but I’ve never had a problem with getting the exact hot guy I craved because I could always make them laugh, aroused, and happy all in one sitting.

What is the strangest food you’ve ever eaten?

Funny. I’m a foodie so I eat loads of things that many would consider strange. I’ve ate all of most animal’s organs roasted, baked, or boiled, except sexual organs. If I find a restaurant that specializes in roasted cow penis, I’ll be there with a fork and knife to check it out.

Would you rather have a classic 1969 convertible Mustang or have the use of a beach side condo any time you want?

Beach side condo!

And finally:

Would you rather survive an apocalyptic event (yes, even a zombie apocalypse) or die instantly without knowing what happened to your family and friends?

Survive.

Thanks for being with us Kenya and all the best with sales for the new book.

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Two billionaire brothers enjoy twisted games where women are the sport. They find a female, date her, and compete to see who can bed her first. 

Too bad they picked the wrong one this time. Dawn's too smart for their verbal play and too quick to get trapped by clever ploys. 

The more the brothers work to capture her heart, the more they discover she might not be theirs to play.

Multi-genre Author

                                                           

                                       

Kenya Wright always knew she would be famous since the ripe old age of six when she sang the Michael Jackson thriller song in her bathroom mirror. She's tried her hand at many things from enlisting in the Navy for six years as a Persian-Farsi linguist to being a nude model at an art university. 

However, writing has been the only constant love in her life. Will she succeed? Of course. 

For she has been coined The Urban Fantasy Queen, the Super Iconic Writer of this Age, The Lyrical Genius of Our Generation. Granted, these are all terms coined by her, within the private walls of her bathroom as she still sings the Michael Jackson thriller song.

Kenya Wright currently resides in Miami with her three amazing, overactive children, a supportive, gorgeous husband, and three cool black cats that refuse to stop sleeping on Kenya’s head at night.

For more information on Kenya's Blog tour visit writermarketing.co.uk 

O.M.G...Is that an Editing Mistake?

I'm currently caught up in the sometimes frustrating world of editing my next book, A Tasty Little Treat, due out in October as part of Edible Delights Vol 3. Anyway, I've decided to start a discussion about it, not specifically my edits, but editing in general. 

A while ago I wrote this blog for Savvy Authors. It's a really great site if you are an author or aspiring one - but back to the topic at hand. As my edits drag on, I'm once again pondering the process, the finished work and in particular the language we use, in general, and how we use it. So, it seems only fitting to share the post with you all now.

O.M.G... Is that an editing mistake? 

Original post written by Jan Graham for Savvy Authors, August 3rd 2013.

I've noticed lots of comments and discussions on social media sites recently regarding how books are edited, particularly in the current e-book age. I've been reading for a long time and can actually remember the days when it was virtually unheard of to read a book with even one spelling mishap. Times have changed though. I know authors who have been writing far longer than me who say editing is not what it used to be. And I've sat in forums where readers have become outraged if there is even one minor mistake within a story.

As a reader I sympathize that some mistakes are so glaring, I wonder how they ever made it through the editing process unnoticed. One disastrous example comes to mind where a popular romance author’s book, released by the publisher with one vital scene missing. Now, when I say vital, I mean a portion of the cliffhanger ending. Unfortunately, it was the author left to clean up the mess and cop the fury of readers, rather than the publisher. The deleted portion was made available online for readers to print out, along with an apology and explanation. Apparently the scene was removed for editing and somehow never made it back into the book prior to publication. No blame was laid at anyone’s feet but the furor from readers included statements like - I’ll never buy one of her books again. 

Just to clarify what I’m talking about today, before I go much further, I’m not advocating we don’t need to edit our work, of course we do but what I am advocating is this. Do we need to be so pedantic about the occasional perceived error that slips through at the point of publication?

From a writing point of view, editing mistakes are one of my greatest concerns and recently I've begun to wonder if that concern is unfounded. I’m not talking about errors in regard to the monumental stuff up referenced to above, but the regular easily missed things. Spelling errors, misplaced punctuation, that sort of thing, and believe me they are picked up on once a book reaches the point of sale. The fact is, I don't know how mistakes can be eradicated and for those editors and publishers who pick up on every error, producing near perfect manuscripts for the writers who create them, I applaud you. It's not an easy task.

When I write I often get to the point where I don't see errors any more. My mind is so consumed with the story and characters, the manuscript has been read, re-read, corrected and reworked for what seems like a million times. I've changed sentence structures and made so many alterations that the words often appear correct even when they aren't. By the time a 'polished' manuscript (i.e. a book finished and self edited to the very best of my ability) gets to the publisher and then the formal edit arrives back to me I'm banking on two things. Firstly, I've taken long enough away from reading my work that's it's fresh to my eyes and mind and, secondly, the new set of eyes checking for errors and necessary changes (i.e my editor) will do their job and help produce a final product that's error free. After having seven books of varying sizes published, I realize it doesn't necessarily work that way and errors still slip through.

I take heart in the fact that even major publishing houses and best selling authors have trouble producing error free manuscripts and, for the reasons laid out below, I wonder whether we place too high an expectation on writers, editors and proof readers to produce perfect.

Education standards and expectations placed on literacy levels (and other disciplines) are sadly declining. Well, they are in Australia so I assume it's a world wide phenomenon. The English language continues to evolve and words that weren't included in dictionaries years ago are now appearing as the accepted norm. If you do an internet search for new words added to the Oxford Dictionary you'll discover that, for example, in February 2013 tweetable (which by the way is underlined in red by my spell check program) is now a recognized word. Go twitter, you really are changing our lives, lol.

I expect some of you have cringed at the text/chat speak above. For those of you wondering about using lol, it is also now in the dictionary. We need to move with the times I guess and I ask myself, if the Oxford Dictionary can adapt to evolving language trends, surely authors, readers and editors need to do the same. I read one author in particular who loves to include abbreviations and contractions in her books, and I accept why. They are now part of everyday speech. Her books are modern contemporary romances and in order for a realistic presence to the characters in her books, the SOB's need to be there. Still, in forums discussing her work there are often complaints about it.

Another issue that writers and editors face is the global nature of publishing. I'm Australian, educated under the rules of English usage, grammar, punctuation and writing style from a British/Australian perspective. Comma usage and sentence structure, for me, varies to that of writing styles in the US, as does spelling and the meanings of certain words. All of my books, bar one, follow US spelling standards, but there are still differences that an editor and I will haggle over when it comes to the final version of my books. Even within the US, there is variation in the style guides used to edit and format the written word. Add into the mix guides and practices from the author’s country of origin and I sometimes wonder how editors actually assist us to construct a coherent, grammatically correct, perfectly spelt manuscript for publication.  I mean let's face it, a reader somewhere in the world will find an error, you can't be all things to all people, especially when it comes to language.

Then there are the things all authors face, overused words... and, it's, she, he, that...there are too many to name and I hate every one of them. Again, the fact remains we need these words. Use of them is all about perspective. What I think is overuse may be perfectly acceptable to another author or editor and vice versa. Words like felt are sometimes frowned on, as are contractions, passive voice and the list goes on. Realistically, each author has there own writing style and ultimately we need to be true to that when we create. As I already said, you can’t please everyone because everyone has an opinion and in the current social networking climate those opinions are shared add nauseam.

We are a global society and as such need to embrace the difference that creates. Whether I type realized or realised shouldn't matter, they are actually the same word with the same meaning. When my first book, Finding Angel released I received comments from both readers and reviewers that they found the Australian spelling in the book distracting, the s in realized threw them off balance. Some reviewers even included a statement, a warning as such in their review that ‘this book contains AU spelling’, it really is laughable.

From a readers perspective mistakes can sometimes be annoying, yes I notice a misspelt word but it doesn't really make a difference to the final story, the plot, the characters, my enjoyment in reading it. I understand that US spelling and AU or UK spelling is different and in my view difference isn't incorrect, it’s just not the way I do it. As with the popular author who uses abbreviations I've heard readers in forums complain that 'it takes them out of the story.' Well keep reading and you'll get back into it or if the author’s writing style is that distracting, then don't read the books. The old adage 'nobody's perfect' is true for modern day editing. Authors, editors and publishers can try their best to produce a novel without error, but someone, somewhere in the world, will find a fault, even if it’s only a cultural difference and not an actual error.

The conclusion I reach from all this is…maybe we are just being too pedantic. We’re holding onto standards that no longer apply while neglecting the fact that the English language, for better or worse, is a beautiful and evolving creature that people from all around the world use, in their own way.

So what does everyone think? Are we too picky with the occasional error? As an author does chasing perfect when we write and edit add a level of pressure we don’t need? Have we, as a global society, become so critical that we can’t accept difference or even mistakes when they occur? Why can't we just enjoy the wonderfully creative story in front of us, knowing it's a world that someone has spent months piecing together for our ready pleasure?

Wylde-Shore Series Highlight

As you know I'm currently participating in the I Heart Books Giveaway, if you'd like to know more about the prize pool then click the giveaway tab on the top button bar. As part of the prize pool, I've donated two ebooks (winners choice) from my backlist . 

So, to make the selection easier, I thought I'd spend the next four days highlighting my books Today I'm starting with my Wylde-Shore series and the two currently available reads, Finding Angel and Playing Jax. Enjoy ☺

Finding Angel by Jan Graham

How can one woman and an accounts ledger cause so much trouble.

Angel Wylde is a woman with a complicated existence, a damaging past, and a desire to be normal. Unfortunately, what's normal to Angel is unconventional to the rest of us. A crime boss will kill to get an incriminating ledger from her. Detective Steve Jax also wants the ledger from Angel, but the infuriating woman has disappeared. Christian and Daniel Shore, Steve's two best friends, don't know about the ledger. They just want Angel. A chance meeting has them taking her home and deciding she is the only woman for them-yes, both of them. Obviously, Angel isn't the only one with unconventional desires. So who does Angel trust? Two kinky Doms she just met, a cop she doesn't know anything about, or a nasty crime boss? Trusting all of them may save her life, and falling in love with two Dominant brothers is the icing on the cake. Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among siblings.

MFM, Erotic Romance, BDSM, Contemporary, Menage

Word Count: 159,477

Heat Level: SEXTREME

Published By: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Adult Excerpt

Angel felt like she wanted to scream. She needed more than gentle touching. For some reason she was hornier than usual. She had been since she’d woken. As much as she loved being turned on with gentle strokes and caresses, tonight it just added to the fire that had simmered inside her all day. She wanted to be taken, and she wanted it now. Her cunt hadn’t lost the heat of their morning fuck session so she didn’t need to be teased to arousal. She was already there.

Christian joined them on the bed, and Angel felt his hand ease under the lace of her pants. His fingers teased open her lips and slowly made their way to her clit. God, she wanted him to rip her pants from her while Daniel tore away her bra, she wanted them to take her with force, and she wanted to be filled with both of them and filled now.

“Grrr,” Angel growled, looking over at Christian as she tried to pull Daniel closer to her hard nipple, wanting to feel the bite of his teeth against it.

“Fuck it, Christian rip my pants off, tear them off, and fuck me now,” she demanded.

Obviously it didn’t have the effect she was after as both men eased back, removing the touch from her body altogether. She kicked her legs against the mattress and screamed in frustration.

“Are you throwing a tantrum?” Christian laughed down at her as he licked the wetness from his fingers.

“Yes.” Angel sat up and pulled off her bra and then her pants. “I want to be fucked hard, now, or I’m going to explode.”

Angel pushed Daniel backward and attempted to straddle him, only to feel her body being lifted up and off the bed by Christian. Angel could feel the tip of Christian’s erection brush against her bottom as he held her, back firmly against his hard body, feet dangling in the air.

“Ask nicely,” Christian spoke into her ear before skimming his lips over the softness of her neck.

“Bite me,” Angel snapped back at him, trying to wriggle out of the tight hold he had on her. She felt his lips part slightly and stilled in his arms as his teeth sank into her neck, biting hard and sucking her flesh in between them. The pain was exhilarating as she screamed and moaned in delight.

“Yes,” she whimpered as her hand rose up to push his face harder against her neck. As soon as she spoke, Christian released her flesh from between his teeth and laughed as she growled at him once again.

“Wylde by name, wild by nature. Or so it seems tonight anyway,” he joked, staring over at Daniel who was still on the bed wearing nothing but a wry smile.

“So you want this?” Daniel asked Angel as he eased himself back onto one elbow, stretching out on the bed, his hard cock reaching up into the air as he massaged it with his hand. “But you don’t want to ask for it nicely,” he stated in amusement.

“What’s got you so horny tonight, my love?” Christian asked, easing her feet onto the floor but still holding her firmly.

“I need you both inside me. I’m so horny I could die at any minute. I’ve been horny all day, and I want you to fuck me now!” Angel stamped her foot and screamed the last part of her statement, only to hear both men laugh as she did.

“Let me get this straight.” The smirk on Daniel’s face was more annoying than the fact he had begun to stroke his cock, or at least Angel thought so until she saw a glisten of pre-cum seep from the end of it. “After all the emotional events of the day, you are refusing a night of gentle lovemaking and demanding we just fuck you?”

“Bingo,” Angel stated as she slammed her heel down onto the top of Christian’s foot and slipped from his arms, diving toward Daniel lounging on the bed.

“Fuck that hurt,” Christian yelled as he reached for Angel, taking hold of her by the arm and stopping her escape.

Her knees were already on the bed by the time he reclaimed her, and Christian allowed her to fall forward as he quickly administer three hard smacks onto her bare bottom. Angel screamed, her hand going immediately to the red heated spot on her butt cheek.

That was definitely not a spanking for play. That was more like you’ve been a bad girl punishment kind of smack.

Christian released Angel as she rolled over onto her back, her hand still pressed against the mark on her butt.

“Ouch,” she pouted, looking up at Christian.

“Ouch,” Christian replied, pointing to his foot.

“So you need to be fucked, Angel.” Daniel dragged her to the centre of the bed. “Hard and fast, no foreplay, no gentle teasing?” Angel nodded her head, desire flaming behind her emerald eyes.

“On one condition, no holes barred.” Christian looked down at her as she lay naked in the centre of the bed. “Do you understand me, sweetie? We take you any way we want.”

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Playing Jax by Jan Graham

If love is a game then Rhiannon 

McCabe thinks Steve Jax is a prize worth playing for.

Steve Jax buried his heart, along with his soul mate, two years ago. He had his turn in the game of love, and it didn't work out, end of story. His new neighbor might stir certain passions within him, but his dark, kinky desires aren't the sort of thing a sweet, naive ex-nun should be exposed to. All he has to do is convince the determined little minx of that. Rhiannon McCabe has never been in love. She's hidden under a religious veil since she was eighteen. Now everything's changed. She's left the church, created a new life, and finally met the only man to ever arouse her sexual nature. Steve might think he doesn't have the capacity to love her, but she's determined to convince him otherwise. If love really is a game, then Steve Jax is a prize worth playing for.

M/F Categories: Erotic Romance, BDSM, Contemporary

Word Count: 122,428

Heat Level: SCORCHING

Published By: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.

Adult excerpt

He slid one hand up her thigh, only to still when he reached between her legs.

“You’re not wearing underpants, sweetheart. Why is that?”

“I was waiting for you to come home. I thought you might like it.” He made a low, growling noise beside her neck as he nuzzled his face into her.

“What does not wearing panties indicate to me, darling? Tell me what you hoped I’d do when I found out.” His fingers slipped between her thighs, and he began to slowly press them into the wetness, circling her clit, exploring the opening he’d liberated just the day before. Rhia arched her body toward him in response and tried to compose the words.

“Sex,” she gasped, as a second finger penetrated her. “I hoped we’d have sex.”

“We’re not going to have sex, Rhia.” She whimpered as he removed his fingers from inside her. “I’m going to show you what happens to naughty girls who walk around without panties on.”

“W-what happens?” She watched as he sucked the juice from her body off his fingers.

“I fuck them senseless.” His lips reclaimed hers, his fingers clamped tight in her hair. His other hand cupped her breast and pinched at the nipple beneath the thin cotton dress she wore. He moved his mouth to her neck, laving his tongue over her flesh, biting her neck, and licking away the sting. She suddenly realized he hadn’t devoured her before, because he was consuming her now.

 “I love this short little summer dress. Do you have more of these?”

“Yes, one more. I have one…why?” She couldn’t think, could barely speak. Why on earth was he asking about her dress?

He didn’t answer her. Instead he kissed her once more, another ravenous kiss that made her moan. She knew he was moving them backward, or forward, she didn’t care. The kiss, combined with his hands roving over her body, disoriented her. The arousal pulsed through her, and moisture spilled between her legs. He could take her anywhere, as long as he kept touching her. Steve lifted her slightly, sliding her onto the dining table. Spreading her legs, he stood in between them. He released her lips, and began to move her away from him, lowering her onto the table.

His eyes, filled with a dazed lust, surely resembled hers. As her back connected with the table, his hands moved to the front of her dress. He ripped it open, buttons flying into the air. She let out a cry of surprise, or was it another moan of delight? How could having her clothes torn be so erotic that her pussy clenched in delight? He sucked one nipple firmly into his mouth, the pull so firm it bordered on pain. He ripped the rest of the dress down the middle until it lay beneath her like a sheet.

He continued to eat at her breasts, devouring one nipple then moving to the next. Stinging little bites across the soft flesh and a quick lick of his tongue accompanied each transition between the hard peaks. The pleasure with a little sting of pain had her crying out and moaning beneath him. His hands moved between her legs, but they weren’t touching her. The thump of something on the table next to her made her look to the side. His wallet lay open, a trail of condoms poking from between the leather. He raised his head, standing at full height over her.

“Look what you do to me, sweetheart.” Steve’s husky voice, deepened with his own arousal. Rhia looked at him, raised herself onto her elbows and watched him sheath his erection. “Are you ready for me, baby?”

He positioned the head against her opening as he spoke. She didn’t know if she said yes or just thought it, but it didn’t matter, he was already pushing inside her. She watched his manhood disappear between her legs, and the look of pleasure on his face was undeniable. Rhia arched as he penetrated her. One thrust, two, and three, he was fully embedded inside her. She cried out with each movement, grappling to make sense of opposing stimuli, pain as her body stretched to accommodate his girth and the pleasurable slide along nerve endings that eased the discomfort. He gripped her hips and pushed into her with a sense of urgency she hadn’t experienced before.

Waves of erotic delight filled her as he began to pound her forcefully. The strokes drove her wild with desire, each one building the need for the next, for more. The sensations built quickly. Her pussy quivered and pulsed around the intrusion. He raised her legs to rest over his shoulders and leant forward, taking her deeper. The first orgasm hit her like a freight train, pushing the air from her lungs, the scream echoing in her head, not making it to the outside world. His hands rested on the table, his wrists abutting her shoulders, holding her in place.

“Look at me.” Somehow the words penetrated her mind.

She looked at him, his face above her. Her calves framed his face. His eyes now appeared to be the deepest sapphire, nearly black. His hair fell around his face, perspiration trickling down his brow. He didn’t let her recover. The next orgasm, more powerful than the first, as he continued to relentlessly thump into her like a man possessed.

“You’re so beautiful, Rhia. Your cunt wrapped around me like a tight fucking glove. Your face dazed with pleasure. Come again, baby, I love when you come all over me.”

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