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Monday, 10 October 2016

Author Spotlight: Mackenzie Williams


The Orchard: Revive Me



Blurb:
A horrific experience when Zoe was just a teenager has left her emotionally scarred and closed off. Tragically, two people very close to her ended up dead, which is exactly how she feels inside most of the time. There is a permanent gloom in her heart that never completely lifts. However, when she is at The Orchard, it lessens just enough to allow her a bit of peace.

Master Luke is intrigued with the black-haired sub with melancholy eyes. He can see that she carries a great burden. He doesn't completely understand why, but he has a deep need to help wounded subs. This has hurt him before, though. His only claimed sub used him in more ways than one.

Does Master Luke want to risk being taken advantage of again for Zoe? Should Zoe let this tattooed Dom into her injured heart?




Adult Excerpt:
Zoe’s clit pulsated. She wanted to touch herself so badly, but didn’t. She simply stared up at her Master, waiting for his move. She didn’t wait long.

“Master Luke, I think I’m feeling like an old-fashioned spanking. It’s been awhile since I’ve just straight up spanked a sub.”

“Sounds like as good a plan as any.”

Zoe wanted to turn so she would be able to see who Master Luke was looking at, and how, but again, she refrained. In her mind, she imagined that he was looking down at her with a crooked smile. Her heart fluttered a bit. Why did she care if he was looking at her?

Master Ian made his way over to his bed. Zoe stayed put as he sat down. She heard Master Luke move back to his chair. A funny thought popped into her head then. This would make a great porno. A small smile broke free on her lips. “Pet, crawl over here, and then place that cute ass in the right position.”

Zoe didn’t want to wait another second to be touched by the Dom. Even if the touches were punishments. She turned and started to crawl toward him as Master Luke spoke behind her to his own sub. She wondered how good of a view he was getting just then.

“Little one, I need you on my lap again. Laying and face down now.”

Just as Zoe reached her Master’s feet, she turned her head slightly to watch the blonde slave climbing onto Master Luke’s lap. His expression was greedy. Zoe turned back and looked up at her own Dom. His expression was identical.

A shiver ran down her back and she had to stop herself from shaking. Damn, these men are intense. She tried to be graceful as she climbed up onto his lap, but she wasn’t sure she succeeded. Zoe’s limbs were too jelly-like to really look sexy in their movements. She was beyond ready for her orgasm.

“Ah, sweetie. You feel nervous. Don’t worry. You’ll enjoy it as much as I do.” Master Luke’s tone was light as he spoke to Alice.

“Right, and if not, too bad.” Master Ian chuckled just as Zoe came down to rest on his lap.

His black slacks were still open with his cock out. She adjusted herself so his erection was pressed forward a bit. He groaned, and she took the hint, adjusting their bodies again. This time his stiff dick was pressing into her abdomen. It was uncomfortable, but he made no more noises, so she stayed still.

“Gorgeous, sub.” Master Ian rubbed his warm, callused hand over her soft ass.

A quiet moan left Zoe from merely this little bit of skin on skin. Just then, she heard a smack followed closely by a yelp coming from the other side of the room. This only made her hungrier for her Master’s punishment.

Master Ian leaned forward and whispered, “I want you to beg me, pet. Ask me to spank that squirm from your ass.”

Zoe had no problem giving him what he wanted. She needed it. “Master Ian, please.”

“Please, what?” His tone was tense.

“Please, punish me.”

He didn’t answer her with words. A hard swat came down on her ass, and Zoe whimpered. Master Ian hummed in approval as another hard smack came down on her ass. She was concentrating on the burn in her skin when she heard the other sub cry out. It sounded as if Master Luke was being a bit harsher with his spanking. Alice’s noises gave no indication she hated it, though.

Master Ian smacked Zoe’s ass again just as Alice moaned loudly. Zoe turned her attention on the other couple just in time to see Master Luke move on from the spanking. He roughly shoved his fingers into her pussy. Alice’s chest came off her Dom’s lap for a few seconds as she whimpered.

“Holy hell, girl. She’s already coming.” Master Luke looked up at Master Ian, but his gaze soon came down to Zoe.

Master Ian slapped Zoe’s ass one more time, harder than before. Her skin felt like it was on fire as he did another one in rapid succession. Zoe squirmed against her Master’s lap without thinking. Her clit was so sensitive, and begging for any touch.

“Ah, sub. I thought we were exercising that squirm out. I guess you aren’t done, yet.”

Zoe’s eyes flicked up to Master Luke. He had a wicked smile on his face. Just then, two more quick and harsh smacks landed on Zoe’s ass, and she whined loudly. Master Luke’s blue eyes widened as his smile faded a bit. His jaw clenched, and it looked like he was trying to stop himself from standing.

Alice was hanging her head while moaning lightly. She looked sated. Master Luke was still very slowly playing with her pussy, but at this point, it looked like it was more for him than his slave. Zoe’s attention was brought back to her own ass as one more hard spank hit her.

This one was the hardest yet and Zoe lifted herself up off his lap a few inches. She inhaled roughly before letting out a loud moan.

“That’s right, pet. That ass will listen to me.”

She slowly lowered herself back down and clenched her ass cheeks, waiting for the next smack. Instead, it seemed her reward was starting. Master Ian lightly grazed her exposed pussy lips for just a second before plunging two fingers deep into her cunt.

The sensation intensified immediately. The Dom was neither slow, nor gentle, with his finger fucking. Zoe whimpered and felt her orgasm building. Master Ian was a pro, it seemed, because he stopped the in and out of his fingers to focus on her throbbing clit.



Author Bio:
I am a small town girl from Iowa. I grew up with four younger brothers that I was able to boss around and annoy during childhood. After high school, I went to college and studied Education. I found my future husband there and we were married soon after graduation.  A few years later, we were joined by our amazing son.

I started writing in the Erotic Romance genre because these are the types of stories I like to read myself. They are exciting and emotional. When I'm not writing I like to turn my brain off and listen to music or watch movies.


Thursday, 6 October 2016

Author Spotlight: Nicole Morgan


Alpha, Beta, Omega - A Paranormal Shifter Boxed Set

From today's hottest NY Times, USA Today, and Bestselling authors comes a collection of 10 novellas, featuring hot alpha, beta, and omega shifters. If you like tigers, bears, wolves, and more you'll love this box set. Each story is either a first in a series or a stand-alone novella.


Check out the line up!

A Tiger's Claim by Lia Davis
The Scarlett Legacy by K.N. Lee
Tiger Time by Marissa Dobson
Healer's Fate by Beth Caudill
Bearly Smitten (The Alpha's Bride Book 1) by Misha Carver
Reluctant Revenge - Under the Demon's Skin by Xandra James
Feral - A Many Lives Story by Laxmi Hariharan
The Beta's Mate by Bethany Shaw
Night Falls by Nicole Morgan
Wounds to Bear (Heart of The Bear Book One) by Lily Marie






Night Falls (Racinitine Pack 1) by Nicole Morgan
A novella within Alpha, Beta, Omega

Paul Holton is the leader of the Racinitine Pack. Rising to his position from bloodline and destiny hadn’t been easy for the strong willed young man. Having sacrificed many of the things his kind long for in their reticent existence, Paul knew all he forfeited had been for the greater good.
Kinzey Sloane had been finding ways to get herself into trouble ever since she was a rambunctious young child. Now a reporter for the small press, The Grand Lake Gazette, she was determined to make a name for herself no matter what it costs.
When Paul crosses paths with the tenacious and gorgeous red head, Kinzey he knows he’s in trouble. Not only can he see the fire in her, but he can feel it as well. But when Kinzey gets too close to his secrets, he is faced with making a choice that could not only change his world, but the only life his pack has ever known.


Monday, 3 October 2016

Author Spotlight: Nicole Morgan


Dominant Persuasions
Twelve tales of Dominance and submission, where mastery meets passion.

12 Scintillating tales of Dominance and submission as told by your favorite Amazon, NYT & USA Today Bestselling Authors.

In a world of power plays, and safewords, only the strongest can find pleasure in submission. From strangers passing in the night, to lifetime loves that spark with new life; join us in the intriguing world of BDSM. No is not a safeword, and this deal is only available for a limited time!


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Surrender Her Inhibitions
By: Nicole Morgan

Three years ago Sophia Hunt was on the tail end of a bad break up and in a vulnerable and confused state of mind when she crossed paths with the sexy and seductive J.T. Mastrantonio.

Stuck in a rut and no longer satisfied with his successful life, J.T. finds an unfamiliar ache when the scared girl who ran out on him years earlier walks back into his life.

Though time is not their side, Sophia is faced with the realization that her biggest fears and greatest temptations are one in the same. And only J.T. will be the one who can get Sophia to surrender to her inhibitions.

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About the Author
Nicole Morgan has been writing since 2009 and is an author of erotic romance novels, which more often than not have a suspenseful back story. Erotic romance mixed with good old-fashioned whodunit. While she’s written everything from contemporary to paranormal, her leading men will more than likely be wearing a uniform of some kind. From military to police officers, she has a love for writing about those who protect and serve. From her very first novel (which turned into a four book series) about Navy SEALs to her more recent releases you will be sure to find a few twists and turns you were not expecting.

Nicole also writes under the pen names of Taylor Brooks and Nicki Day.



ManLove Fantasies Autumn Contest 2016



The summer may be over, but the heat is just beginning…


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Tuesday, 9 August 2016

Author Spotlight: Silke Ming


THREE DEGREES EAST OF BLISS
Series: Tales of Canterbury
Release Date: August 11th 2016




BLURB:
Jason Porter is convinced his lover Gabriel Parker is being unfaithful.

Hypnosis reveals that in the early 1900’s, Gabriel used to be a priest named Damien Fassnidge, who due to a sexual indiscretion, was banished to the island of Barbados as punishment.

Sailing from Cork to Barbados to take up his new position, Damien meets and befriends a brash, young Irishman named Nicholas Duffy, who is also on his way to take up the position as a sugar plantation manager. In Barbados friendship turns to love. Torn between his love for the church and his love for Nicholas, Damien decides to leave the priesthood, but before he has a chance to resign, an anonymous letter is sent to the church and he is dismissed. Defrocked and ashamed, he and Nicholas plan to leave the island, but a new piece of information comes to light which puts their relationship in jeopardy.  

Will Jason Porter believe this incredible story about Gabriel Parker?



STORY EXCERPT
Nicholas Duffy watched Damien walk away. He liked him. He was not the usual, stuffy, old priest. He had a sense of humor, he was young, and best of all, he took the occasional nip of gin. In addition, he was very handsome with his red hair, green eyes, and a muscular build. He was definitely not the image one conjures up when thinking of a man of the cloth.

Sitting with Father Damien had its advantages. He was a deterrent to those mothers eager to have their spinster daughters married off because they all knew that there were no eligible young men on the island. As long as he was sitting with the priest, mothers did not dare approach him on such a delicate subject.

The two men were as different as night and day. One was renowned as a gentleman and a man of the cloth, while the other was a man seeking to find his place in society, and Barbados was just the place to do it in spite of the unscrupulous reputation of the island. Nicholas`s lifestyle did not quite fit in with his conservative surroundings in Ireland, and when he saw the advertisement in the local paper, he jumped at his chance to climb the ladder of success.

* * * *

“Two aces trump your kings,” Nicholas declared, holding Damien’s gaze.

“I think it’s time to call it a night,” Damien said. “I should’ve known you were a card shark.”

“Grrrr!” Nicholas shouted, curling his lips and baring his teeth. “I am indeed a card shark.”

Their card game had attracted a few of the fellow passengers, and they crowded around them, making it a tad uncomfortable for Damien. He thought it better to retire for the evening, before a simple game of cards turned into an Irish brawl.

“Sorry, but I must call it a night. Tomorrow promises to be another long day on the stormy waters of the Atlantic.”

“See you at breakfast then, Father?”

“See you then. Goodnight, Nick.”

“Goodnight, Father,” the group of onlookers echoed.

In his little room, Father Damien got to his knees, and said his nightly prayers before crawling into bed and pulling the covers over his head. It was the month of November, and the sea was turbulent. It was the end of the hurricane season, but that didn’t mean that it was the end of the bad weather. That night the ocean was not in a particularly good mood. The ship lurched and tilted to one side, scaring its occupants out of their beds.

Suddenly, someone was knocking on his door, and when Father Damien opened it, he found Nicholas standing there, whiter than a sheet, with a towel wrapped around his waist.

“Let me in, Damien,” he shouted.

“Yes! Yes! Come on in,” Damien replied, hanging on to the closet door for stability. “Come in.”

“I think I’m going to be sick, Damien,” he shouted.

Damien just had enough time to direct him to the small sink in the bathroom, where he emptied his stomach. Damien cleaned his face with a cool cloth, and the young man stumbled onto his bed, still retching and gagging, until the towel fell away from his body, exposing a stalwart erection. He groaned for a few moments, and then was suddenly quiet. Damien’s eyes opened wider than saucers, as he stared down at the massive rod of thick flesh. His mouth dropped open, his shaft stirred in his pajamas, and he clenched his fists at his side, staring, unable to look away. Not knowing what else to do, he threw the towel over Nicholas’s lower body, but it wasn’t enough. The damage had already been done, and a tent appeared where he had thrown the towel. Finally turning away, Damien stared up at the ceiling, while his unwanted guest sprawled across his bed and continued to moan and groan.

Monday, 8 August 2016

Author Spotlight: Maia Dylan


REMEMBERING MELAINA
Series: Grey River 8

Applicable Tags:  Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, shape-shifters, HEA

Book Tag Line:  Sometimes the only way to keep fighting and survive today, is to embrace the pain of yesterday and remember who you are.

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Book Blurb:
Melaina Christakos was beginning to understand just how true that was.  She had always known her father was insane, hard not to when the man insisted on experimenting on her and the women she considered family.  But the depth of his madness becomes more apparent when she awakes in a hospital with no real memory of who she is and a light within that tells her not all is as it seems.

Kyle and Grant Snow are being kept from their mate, and both of them have retribution in mind.  Melaina is in danger, and they need to get to her and will kill anyone who stands in their way. 

Once they find her, can Kyle and Grant prove that their future together was more than worth the pain of remembering her past?

**erotic romance, ménage a trois, paranormal, shape-shifter, anal sex, double penetration


The Story…


STORY EXCERPT:
Kyle stood up and walked toward the cold beers they had left on the table. “As I said before we even started on this journey, no more running like a pussy and no letting our father take this from us. We need to make our peace with our past, and move on to our future.” Kyle popped the top of two cold beers and handed on to his brother.

Grant reached out and grabbed the bottle and met Kyle’s gaze over the bottle as they both still held it in their hand. “I swear to you, Kyle, I am in this a hundred percent on this one. I know you still doubt me, but wait until you are in the same room as her. I believe that we will experience the Quickening once we are close enough to her, and then you will know for sure.”

Rhys and Jase Wilson had announced just recently they had found their mate, Parris, but had not been struck with the Quickening in that first moment of meeting. Both of them had to practically bury their nose in the woman’s neck before they experienced it. Parris, Melaina, and another woman called Pepper had been given these drugs to enhance certain psychic talents, but it had a very strange side effect. It masked a person’s scent. The person who had fed the three women that cocktail was Aristos Christakos, and what was even more fucked up about this whole situation was that the prick was Melaina’s father. And that was the first of what Kyle hoped would be many things they had in common. Both their fathers would never have won any father of the year awards.

 A knock at the door to their motel room had them both tensing. Kyle spun around toward the entry and placed his barely touched beer on the dining table against the wall. He shared a quick look with his brother and knew that neither of them had heard anyone approaching. This was unusual given their enhanced hearing and left him unnerved. He lifted his head slightly and scented the air. There was nothing on the air to tell him who stood behind the door and his heart began to beat a little faster.
“Take the left,” Kyle sent to his brother down their familial link before he stood to the right of the front door, carefully lifting the curtain on the window beside it to see who stood at the door. He was surprised to see that the light just in front of their door had been extinguished. The figure stood in the darkened doorway wearing a hooded sweatshirt with the hood up and their shoulders hunched. Although it was difficult to make out who it was, the figure was slight.

“Is it her?” Grant’s anxiety was evident in his voice.

Kyle didn’t take the time to answer because he had a very strong feeling that it was, and he didn’t want her out in the open any longer than necessary. He opened the door as quickly and quietly as he could, with the intention of waving the person into the room with little or no hesitation. He needn’t have worried, for as soon as the door was open the figure slipped in the slight gap and moved to the far wall, placing them out of view of anyone who happened to have been watching the door.

Kyle closed the door and then moved to stand in front of it with his arms crossed over his chest. If this wasn’t the elusive Melaina Christakos, then he and Grant were destined to have separate mates. Although this person’s scent was subtle, as they moved past her he caught a slight hint of spice that had his blood running hot and his dick filling fast.

Not taking his eyes off the newcomer, he spoke to Grant down their link. “Did you catch that scent?”

“Yeah, I did. It’s the second time I’ve caught a slight trace of it, and I have to tell you, my physical reaction is exactly the same.”

“Didn’t your mother ever teach you that it’s rude to talk about someone when they’re standing in the room with you?” Her voice was liquid sex as far as Kyle was concerned, filled with a sensual heat that had him wanting to close his eyes and groan. He fought the urge though as she lifted her hands to push back the hood of her sweatshirt, as more and more of her was revealed he knew he wouldn’t have missed this moment for the world. She had long, thick black hair. There was a slight curl to it, and made a man want to sink his hands right in, and pull her closer. She had startling blue eyes that reminded Kyle of her sister Xanthe’s, and to top it all off, she had full lips that simply begged to be kissed.
© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2016

Author Spotlight: Maia Dylan


REMEMBERING MELAINA
Series: Grey River 8

Applicable Tags:  Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/F/M, shape-shifters, HEA

Book Tag Line:  Sometimes the only way to keep fighting and survive today, is to embrace the pain of yesterday and remember who you are.

Purchase Links:


Book Blurb:
Melaina Christakos was beginning to understand just how true that was.  She had always known her father was insane, hard not to when the man insisted on experimenting on her and the women she considered family.  But the depth of his madness becomes more apparent when she awakes in a hospital with no real memory of who she is and a light within that tells her not all is as it seems.

Kyle and Grant Snow are being kept from their mate, and both of them have retribution in mind.  Melaina is in danger, and they need to get to her and will kill anyone who stands in their way. 

Once they find her, can Kyle and Grant prove that their future together was more than worth the pain of remembering her past?

**erotic romance, ménage a trois, paranormal, shape-shifter, anal sex, double penetration


The Story…


STORY EXCERPT:
Kyle stood up and walked toward the cold beers they had left on the table. “As I said before we even started on this journey, no more running like a pussy and no letting our father take this from us. We need to make our peace with our past, and move on to our future.” Kyle popped the top of two cold beers and handed on to his brother.

Grant reached out and grabbed the bottle and met Kyle’s gaze over the bottle as they both still held it in their hand. “I swear to you, Kyle, I am in this a hundred percent on this one. I know you still doubt me, but wait until you are in the same room as her. I believe that we will experience the Quickening once we are close enough to her, and then you will know for sure.”

Rhys and Jase Wilson had announced just recently they had found their mate, Parris, but had not been struck with the Quickening in that first moment of meeting. Both of them had to practically bury their nose in the woman’s neck before they experienced it. Parris, Melaina, and another woman called Pepper had been given these drugs to enhance certain psychic talents, but it had a very strange side effect. It masked a person’s scent. The person who had fed the three women that cocktail was Aristos Christakos, and what was even more fucked up about this whole situation was that the prick was Melaina’s father. And that was the first of what Kyle hoped would be many things they had in common. Both their fathers would never have won any father of the year awards.

 A knock at the door to their motel room had them both tensing. Kyle spun around toward the entry and placed his barely touched beer on the dining table against the wall. He shared a quick look with his brother and knew that neither of them had heard anyone approaching. This was unusual given their enhanced hearing and left him unnerved. He lifted his head slightly and scented the air. There was nothing on the air to tell him who stood behind the door and his heart began to beat a little faster.
“Take the left,” Kyle sent to his brother down their familial link before he stood to the right of the front door, carefully lifting the curtain on the window beside it to see who stood at the door. He was surprised to see that the light just in front of their door had been extinguished. The figure stood in the darkened doorway wearing a hooded sweatshirt with the hood up and their shoulders hunched. Although it was difficult to make out who it was, the figure was slight.

“Is it her?” Grant’s anxiety was evident in his voice.

Kyle didn’t take the time to answer because he had a very strong feeling that it was, and he didn’t want her out in the open any longer than necessary. He opened the door as quickly and quietly as he could, with the intention of waving the person into the room with little or no hesitation. He needn’t have worried, for as soon as the door was open the figure slipped in the slight gap and moved to the far wall, placing them out of view of anyone who happened to have been watching the door.

Kyle closed the door and then moved to stand in front of it with his arms crossed over his chest. If this wasn’t the elusive Melaina Christakos, then he and Grant were destined to have separate mates. Although this person’s scent was subtle, as they moved past her he caught a slight hint of spice that had his blood running hot and his dick filling fast.

Not taking his eyes off the newcomer, he spoke to Grant down their link. “Did you catch that scent?”

“Yeah, I did. It’s the second time I’ve caught a slight trace of it, and I have to tell you, my physical reaction is exactly the same.”

“Didn’t your mother ever teach you that it’s rude to talk about someone when they’re standing in the room with you?” Her voice was liquid sex as far as Kyle was concerned, filled with a sensual heat that had him wanting to close his eyes and groan. He fought the urge though as she lifted her hands to push back the hood of her sweatshirt, as more and more of her was revealed he knew he wouldn’t have missed this moment for the world. She had long, thick black hair. There was a slight curl to it, and made a man want to sink his hands right in, and pull her closer. She had startling blue eyes that reminded Kyle of her sister Xanthe’s, and to top it all off, she had full lips that simply begged to be kissed.
© MAIA DYLAN, SIREN PUBLISHING, 2016

Wednesday, 13 July 2016

Author Spotlight: Elodie Parkes


Thank you for inviting me to the blog with new erotic romance release from Evernight Publishing, ‘Leave me Breathless’




Leave me Breathless
Dishy Seth Callahan relocates one of his business offices to a pretty Louisiana town. He’s lonely and discovers an emptiness inside him he just can’t fill … that is until he starts his house parties, where he fills the hollow with sultry encounters.

Four years later, his house parties attract lonely people looking for sensual comfort from far and wide. 

Rosanna Pyne arrives in town seeking solace after a bad relationship, and her neighbors take her to one of Seth’s parties. Seth notices her right away. He approaches her, but Rosanna backs away from Seth’s steamy advances.
Seth falls into fantasizing in a most erotic way about the lovely Rosanna until one night she makes a move on him.

Rosanna is looking for someone to love her. Is there any chance it might be Seth?


I wrote 'Leave me Breathless' after seeing a magazine article about the old plantation mansions in Louisiana. Intrigued by the different architectural styles and the history, I looked them up online. As I read about the old plantations and about some of the mansions remaining I became aware of the gorgeous surrounds and gardens that are spread around Louisiana. One particular garden and large house that caught my eye as I cruised the internet sparked the idea for this story. I imagined a lonely man on a business trip falling in love with a mansion, buying the place, and moving, only to find his loneliness hadn't dissipated in the beautiful place. Then he hits on the idea of holding house parties...Seth Callahan is a sensual guy but as soon as he sees Rosanna at one of his parties his sexual appetite goes wild and his needs flash over him until he's desperate to possess her. Naturally this is a love story, an erotic romance with an HEA, because I must have one. I hope you enjoy this summer story.



Read an Excerpt
The outside of Magnolias had been painted a cool, ethereal blue in the seventies, many years before Seth Callahan bought the mansion. The house took its name from the abundance of beautiful flowering trees that grew along one side of the estate, and no one could remember the place ever being called anything else. As the sun set, the blue became tinged with a multitude of almost transparent pinks that shimmered in the hot summer air. That’s when the silver-white fairy lights would appear twinkling in the grounds of Magnolias, and soft strains of music drifted on the evening breeze.

Seth had fallen in love with the mansion and surrounding estate as soon as he saw it. The whole place evoked fantasies in Seth’s lonely heart, and filled it with hope of erotic nights. Seth’s somber moods lifted there, and it wasn’t long before he found a way to share this sexy atmosphere with the beautiful and curious people in town.

* * * *

Seth watched from his seat on the balcony as the stream of people arrived at the house party. He’d divided his massive French Colonial style house into public and private, much like his life. Seth had built two reputations since arriving from New York four years earlier, one as a high-achieving businessman, and the other as the host of an elite sex club that operated under the guise of house parties. Seth liked to sit on the wraparound balcony of Magnolias, his Louisiana home, with a glass of iced tea, and check out the people who’d come to sample swinging, swapping, and the sensual dance of flirting that led to sex if they chose.

He swished the remains of the pale golden liquid around. It had warmed in the humid air, and Seth placed the tall glass on the table. Enticing laughter reached him. He stood to lean over the balcony rail and look more closely at his guests.

That’s when he saw her, the pale-green silk of her dress blown against her body in a revealing caress by the evening breeze. The thin fabric outlined her nipples and flat stomach. It clung to her as if in love with the perfection of her figure. Seth’s gaze followed the flow of her long dark hair as tendrils lifted and swept her breasts. He sighed with pleasure. The sight of her made his cock stir. She’s lovely, sexy body. Wonder who she is? Maybe Pearl knows. Who’s that she’s with?


Copyright Elodie Parkes 2016 Evernight Publishing June 16 release
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About Elodie
I’m a writer who is in love with happy endings, currently based in southern UK.
I love: music, art, flowers, trees, the ocean. I work with antiques by day and words by night. Like a vampire, darkness is my friend, that’s when the silence is only broken by an occasional hoot of owls in the woodlands opposite my home, and I write.

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