Stefano Marino is a made man, a happily married west coast mafia boss who travels east to await the death of a family patriarch. All the old hands have gathered—of course sharks will circle when there’s blood in the water—but it’s a new hand that draws Stefano’s eye.
Silvio “the Barracuda” Spadaro is protetto and heir to retired consigliere Gianbattista Falchi, and a made man in his own right. Among his underworld family, being gay is a capital crime, but the hypersexual—and pansexual—young killer has never much cared for rules. The only orders he follows are
‘Battista’s, whether on the killing field or on his knees, eagerly submissive at Battista’s feet.
But Silvio has needs Battista can’t fill, and he’s cast his black-eyed gaze on Stefano. A fake break-in, an even faker attack, and Silvio is exactly where he wants to be: strung up at Stefano’s mercy, driving the older Mafioso toward urges he’s spent his whole life repressing. Stefano resists, but when the Russian mob invades his territory and forces him to seek aid, Gianbattista’s price brings Stefano face to face once more with Silvio—and his darkest desires.
Dark Soul
Excerpt
The most annoying thing about all this was nobody knew when the old badger was going to kick the bucket. But to make the wait comfortable, at least, Stefano had secured a nice leather chair near the fireplace, Vince covering his flank.
He didn’t expect hostility. If he had, he wouldn’t have shown up; he wasn’t that brave. But he still liked having Vince at his side. This way he had at least one ally in the room. The others were fleeting alliances or all-out rivals for the business soon to be up for grabs.
Luigi Ferretti, the old badger’s right-hand man, stepped into the room and walked toward Rossi, an east coast boss. They exchanged a few whispered words, then Rossi put his wine glass down, straightened his suit like a boy being called to the principal’s office, and followed the consigliere.
Stefano was too low on the food chain to receive the call so soon. First the dying man’s old comrades, then the young Turks. No doubt the big pieces of the old man’s empire would be taken by the time his turn came. But even if there were only scraps left, he couldn’t afford not to be here. He had to circle with the other sharks.
His cell phone buzzed. Just short; a text message. He fished it from his pocket and cast a glance at the screen.
Having a great time, but the hotel bed is so empty without you.
He smiled at the thought of Donata in that Parisian five-star hotel, wearing a silken negligee—maybe the one as red as spilled blood—her small breasts and hard nipples pushing against the barely-there fabric. He was damn lucky to have married her rather than taken her as a mistress, even if he did tend to send her away on shopping trips to London, Paris, or New York when he had to get this involved with the family business. Even if, as she put it, she only bought the clothes so she could take them off for him.
His neck was cramping up, so he stood, stretched out, and then headed for the open balcony doors and the salty breeze. In a corner, two men were talking in murmurs, denying him solitude, so he headed down the broad stairs toward the front of the mansion.
The white gravel driveway was lit all the way from the road. Above the rhythmic swell of the ocean sounding from beyond the house, Stefano heard the revving of a powerful, aggressive engine.
A motorcycle, all sharp edges, painted black with white highlights. It zipped along the winding driveway as if it had a race to win, swerving dangerously and then stopping with a dramatic turn, spraying gravel everywhere.
Including across Stefano’s polished leather shoes.
The driver was hunched over the handlebars, wearing a matching full-body leather suit with Kevlar plates.
Like some modernist centaur on wheels.
Naughty – Who is your favorite character in your new release? Why?
Naughty – Do you see yourself in any of your characters?
Naughty – What was your favorite scene?
Lacey – When Amber finally notices the stud Jax is. Up until one rainy night, she never saw the potential in him. With his hair a mess, and man scent radiating off his body, she finally takes notice.
Naughty – What’s your favorite part of writing a book?
Naughty – What book is currently on your nightstand?
Naughty – How can readers stay in touch?
Naughty – Where is your work available?
Naughty – Anything else you would like to add?
Lacey – Thank you so much for having me. My next release is Fool Me Once and it will be the first in a four book novella series. Its release date is December 19th, 2011. So, if you enjoyed Amber’s Muse, I hope you will add this next one to your list.
Naughty in the Backseat would like to thanks Lacey for dropping by and sharing some information with us about her book. We hope that she returns soon!
Hello Readers,
I am so excited to welcome a close friend of the Backseat blogs and the force behind the new publishing house Riptide, Aleksandr Voinov. We are lucky enough to have him on the site to talk about his writing and be sure to leave a comment and say hello!
If you could pick anyone in the world to be the cover model(s) on your latest release, who would it be?
I think celebrities would get in the way of the images in my head.
What’s your favorite hobby outside of writing?
Reading, teaching, travelling, going to museums and bookshops.
What would constitute your own personal happily ever after?
I’ve got it. Partner, house, mortgage, good job, herb pots on the window shelf. All I’m missing is a pet now.
Do you own an e-reader?
Yes – a Sony Touch and a Kindle.
Why?
I’m running out of space for book cases, and the iPhone screen is too small to read long books on.
What’s the one question you wish people would ask you when you tell them you’re a writer?
I don’t, really. People ask “how do you get so much done” and “are you published” all the time, so they really aren’t new anymore.
How do you answer it?
“I don’t watch TV” and “yeah, since I was 16.”
If you were doomed to spend the rest of your life on an island with only one book, one person, one food (coconuts and fish aside), and one object from the modern world (computer, deodorant, vibrator, etc.), what would they be?
My partner, tablet computer with internet, coffee.
My October 30 release, Dark Soul Vol. 1, is available for pres-sale at Riptide Publishing. Here’s a blurb:
Book 2 Coming Soon!
A killer’s moral compass rarely points true, and among made men, being gay is a capital crime. But Silvio Spadaro, deadly prodigy and heir to a Family fortune, is determined to find his own way—at the feet of the man he loves or by the barrel of a gun—no matter the dangers or costs.
The buy link is: http://riptidepublishing.com/titles/dark-soul-vol-1
Aleks can be found in many places:
Website URL: www.aleksandrvoinov.com
Naughty in the Backseat would like to welcome Vanessa Devereaux to the blog! She is touring her latest book, Then Came You with Goddessfish Promotions. She is also giving away your choice of her backlisted ebooks to one commenter from the tour. To increase your chances of winning, drop by HERE and follow the list of blogs she is stopping at and comment at each one.
We’ve asked her to comment on where she gets her inspiration from. Without further ado, Her is Vanessa!
The inspiration for the title of my book-
Do you ever wake up in the morning with a song playing in your head or just a few lines of one? It happens to me once in awhile. I don’t know why because it’s never a song I’ve heard the night before. Maybe it makes its way into my dreams or something. And yes, sometimes it’s a song I don’t really like and it gets annoying but not always. Sometimes one of those songs can come to my rescue.
Earlier this year I was thinking about what to write next. I’d just finished my Brazen Ladies trilogy which some of you might know are all set during the Regency. I love this period in history and it’s always fun to create Regency characters. I had lots of fun with these stories but felt I needed to do a full 180.
I’m not a fan of Westerns…you know the guy’s type of Westerns without the hunky cowboy but I turned on the TV one day and Silverado was playing on the History Channel. I’d seen it before but decided to watch it again. While I did I thought if my next story featured a cowboy it would definitely be different to one with a Regency Rake as the hero. And really what’s sexier than a cowboy?
I usually let ideas brew in my head for a couple of weeks and scenes and bits of dialogue start forming. I knew that this cowboy would be living in Wyoming and then the name Connor O’Riordan popped into my head. But what was his story…he’s a guy that’s had his heart set on the sales rep but she’s spoken for.
Of course I had to give this guy a happy ending and before you do that you need a happy beginning. I knew I wanted to open the story with the sales rep breaking up with her guy leaving the door wide open for Connor.
Then I thought, well if Connor’s such a hunk then why isn’t he married? I knew he wasn’t commitment shy so what’s his story? Then it hit me he’s had some heartache in the past. I won’t tell you and spoil the story what that is. So with that in mind I knew this really nice and sexy guy deserved to get the girl and have his pain healed.
That was all set in motion and I was ready to begin penning the story. Sometimes it takes me weeks to come up with a title. Don’t know about everyone else but it can be one of the toughest parts of writing a book. When I’m saving a file and don’t have a title yet, I’ll give a strange tag like ‘sexy historical’ but I hate doing it because sometimes the title helps shapes the story.
I brainstormed for a few days and just couldn’t come up with anything for this one but I was itching to start it and thought the tag line for saving it on my laptop would be ‘sexy cowboy story’. It didn’t sound right but the story needed to be told. That morning I got up and started to hear the song ‘Then Came You’ playing in my head. One line stuck out, the bit about never knowing love before… And I thought Eureka, I got it. This story will be Then Came You. Connor O’Riordan didn’t know true love until Gillian Matthews walked into his life.
Luckily not all of them give me that much trouble and this time a song that I couldn’t get out of my head came to the rescue.
Blurb-
Connor O’Riordan had his heart set on Gillian Matthews the first day she stepped onto his ranch but the only problem was she had a boyfriend. He’d made her promise that if the two of them ever broke up she’d tell him. Gillian is a woman of her word and when Connor finds out she’s now available he’ll do anything to woo and romance the lady of his dreams. The best way to start…invite her to spend Thanksgiving at his ranch.
Author Bio-
Bestselling author Vanessa Devereaux was born in London, England but now resides in the US. She writes erotic romances and erotica. A freelance writer during the day, her work has appeared in both US and UK magazines. When she’s not writing, she can be found pursuing some of her hobbies which include cooking, gardening, photography and biking. Prior to a writing career she worked in PR and was a book publicist for three years. Then Came You is Vanessa’s first title published with Total-E-Bound. Her other titles include, Mistaken Identity, The Man Next Door, Who’s The Boss and her Regency Trilogy, Brazen Ladies including What the Lady Wants, Caught in the Act and Double Her Pleasure, and the contemporary erotic romance, One Night With You. Her next release will be Forbidden which will be released in 2012 with Total E Bound.
Links- http://www.vanessadevereaux.com and http://www.twitter.com/vandevereaux
Naughty in the Backseat would like to welcome W. Lynn Chantale to the blog. She is dropping by today to share some information and tell us about her books!Naughty – Tell us a bit about yourself
The bathtub scene in Seducing His Wife is my favorite scene. This is after Sheridan has told Matthew why she really left and after he professes his love for her he proposes.
Naughty – What do you like about writing?
W. Lynn – I love being about to create people and worlds. The freedom to be anything or anyone without censure is a welcome break from the reality of rules.
Naughty – What is your least favorite part about writing?
W. Lynn – My least favorite part of writing is the synopsis. I can rattle off pages of dialogue, description, or sex, but when it comes to the synopsis—I’d rather fold laundry.
Naughty – How can readers find you?
W. Lynn – Readers can find me Blog: http://wlynnchantale-decadentdecisions.blogspot.com/
Email: wlynnchantale@gmail.com
Twitter: https://twitter.com/#!/wlynnchantale
Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/W.LynnChantaleAuthor
Naughty – Where are your books available for purchase?
W. Lynn – Seducing His Wife is Available from
and Breaking Delia’s Rules is Available from
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Naughty in the Backseat would like to welcome Jemima Valentino to the blog!
She is visiting today to share some information about her latest release, The House on Hundred Hill.
The House on Hundred Hill: The Nephilim Book One – Blurb
Jessica Rylan has spent her entire life trying to fit in, despite feeling deep down that she doesn’t quite belong. A slave to passions that she doesn’t quite understand, she does her best to simply ignore her burgeoning sensuality. Little does Jessica realise that a seemingly chance encounter with the handsome Nate Black will turn her world upside down.
All it takes is one garden party invitation to pull her into an ancient struggle, one where she must place her trust in Nate and his mysterious brother Draven to survive. As Jessica becomes seduced by the ancient and mystical world of the Nephilim, she finally begins to understand her own dark desires. Because Draven Black is searching for something… Something only Jessica can provide.
Excerpt:
His accent had a strong hint of old London, mixed with something far more pronounced, from somewhere Jessica thought she should recognise but simply couldn’t place.
“I’m from a lot of places Lady Jessica,” Nate replied, sounding amused. “But yes, you’re right, my brother and I were born in London.” He smiled at her warmly.
“But…” she swallowed nervously, uncertain if she had actually spoken aloud.
“The question was on the tip of your tongue,” Nate stated simply. “I just removed it for you. Now, come.” He pulled on her hand and she followed blindly, pushing the oddity of the moment to the back of her mind. Nate led her through several large rooms, all complete with their own colour theme, walls and furniture perfectly matching the natural features of the old mansion.
“Who does this gorgeous house belong to?” she asked, a hint of awe in her voice.
“My brother is the master of this house, in more ways than one,” Nate replied. “He’s around somewhere and he’ll be along to introduce himself, he’s desperate to meet you.” Nate pushed open a set of glass patio doors with his free hand and stepped aside to guide her into the garden. “You will have the pleasure of his company soon enough.” He smiled and laid a large hand on the small of her back, ushering her outside into the warmth of the evening sun.
The beautiful green lawns were dotted with wandering people, obviously far older than herself and far more familiar with their surroundings. Jessica spotted the man she had seen in the bar, leading the flaxen haired woman around by the hand, moving from couple to couple as they extended their greetings.
Nate watched her with mild amusement. “That’s George Whiting,” he said, following her gaze, “and his girl Emma, they’ve been happily married for about fifteen years now, I think.” He led her towards a small group that had gathered around a large wooden table on the stone patio and pulled a chair out for her. “Lisa, how long has George and Emma been married?”
“Oh, I don’t know, seventeen years maybe,” came the reply from a pretty blonde woman that sat directly opposite Jessica. “Although the collaring ceremony was likely a little before that. You know what George is like, he won’t take no for an answer, especially from any of his girls. Marriage was more of a command than an option.”
Laughter erupted from the table and Jessica smiled nervously, taking a tall glass of champagne from Nate’s outstretched hand. He sat beside her and started the introductions. “Lisa, Mark, Jonathan…I’d like you meet the lovely Jessica Rylan.”
Jessica flushed as she rose from her chair and shook each hand in turn. “It’s nice to meet you all.”
“The Jessica?” Mark responded curiously, his eyes hidden beneath designer sunglasses as he raised his glass of beer in the direction of Nate.
“How do you mean the Jess…” Jessica questioned, but was sharply interrupted by Nate who laid an arm protectively around her shoulders.
“Indeed,” Nate responded curtly. He shot a dark stare in Mark’s direction which silenced him immediately.
“It’s nice to see you too old chap, it’s been a while,” Mark said, abruptly changing the track of conversation. He shifted a little uncomfortably in his seat, stretching out his wiry body as his hand delved beneath the table.
Nate’s features softened as he nodded and smiled. “It has my friend, too long really, life is keeping me busy. The beautiful Rebecca is still as lovely as ever I see.”
Jessica looked in the direction of Nate’s gaze and froze with shock. Mark had his hand firmly placed on top of the head of a slim brunette who was kneeling on a plump red cushion placed on the floor between his knees. Long waves of dark brown hair silently moved in the gentle breeze as the girl was guided by Mark’s firm hold on the back of her neck.
“Oh, she is still as lovely as the day Draven first brought her here,” Mark responded. Jessica was dumbstruck and stared at the young woman as her lips expertly engulfed Mark’s throbbing erection. The girl’s thighs were widely parted and her skirt barely covered the naked flesh beneath. Jessica couldn’t help but stare as the beautiful head bobbed between Mark’s legs with obvious hunger.
“Indeed she is,” Nate casually responded as he offered Jessica a sly wink. “For now though, I’m afraid my brother’s priorities lay elsewhere.”
Author Bio – Jemima Valentino
Jemima Valentino is an English 30-something; married to an excessively patient man with two beautiful daughters and an excitable cross-bred mutt called Eddie. She is also a writer of dark paranormal romance, BDSM erotica and modern fiction.
Jemima fell in love with reading and writing as a child but it was only in 2009 that writing became an obsession. After months of procrastination and plucking up the courage, she published ‘His Elle’ in January 2011 and now has a full blown desire to continue writing.
Buy Links:
Amazon.com – http://www.amazon.com/House-Hundred-Hill-Nephilim-ebook/dp/B005ME377C/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1317456926&sr=8-1
Amazon.co.uk – http://www.amazon.co.uk/House-Hundred-Hill-Nephilim-ebook/dp/B005ME377C/ref=sr_1_1?ie=UTF8&qid=1317457013&sr=8-1
The House on Hundred Hill will also be available to purchase soon on:
Smashwords, Kobo, Diesel, All Romance Ebooks, and B&N Nook Book
Author Links:
Website – http://www.jemimavalentino.com
Blog - http://www.jemimavalentino.blogspot.com
Twitter – http://www.twitter.com/JemimaValentino
Facebook Fan Page - http://www.facebook.com/pages/Jemima-Valentino-Author/232810170090039
Welcome to Naughty in the Backseat!
Today we are welcoming Gina Gordon, author of Bound in Lingerie to the blog!
Gina is touring with Goddessfish Promotions to talk about her book, Bound in Lingerie. This, of course, makes one wonder if the author loves Lingerie….so here is Gina to discuss her new book and this topic!
Corsets and Garters and Thongs, oh my!
My characters aren’t the only ones who love lingerie. I do too! I love the satin. I love the lace. I love the sexy feelings it inspires. Needless to say, I have an over-flowing drawer of frilly things.
My favorite type of lingerie is a baby doll. Mostly because it’s the most flattering for my body type but also because I love the naughty/nice appeal to it. Depending on your mood, you can wear a baby doll when you’re feeling cute and sweet or like a sultry siren. But no matter how I’m feeling, cute or sexy, there is something about lingerie that has the ability to make me feel just like those women in the Victoria’s Secret ads.
Since I love lingerie so much, it wasn’t a surprise when I created a series of novellas around it. Each story in my Bare Naked Designs series begins with the hero accidentally seeing the heroine in a sexy piece of lingerie. Amie, the heroine in my last novella of the series, is the wild child, and the most experimental. Not only with her behaviour in the bedroom but also with lingerie. After all, attracting the man of your dreams while you’re half naked in a store window isn’t something most women can say they’ve done.
By no means am I anything like Amie. I’ve never strutted my stuff in public or performed a strip tease in a room full of strangers. But I know just what it feels like to wear something that makes you feel like you can turn heads. However, there’s only one man’s head I aim to turn— and it belongs to my husband.
If you’re a fan of lingerie I hope you’ll read Bound In Lingerie and join Amie as she finds her happily ever after through lingerie.
What’s your favourite thing about lingerie?
Being bound together was never part of the plan.
Amie Woods is living the life she wants, but her search for a man who can keep up with her sexual demands has tested her faith in Happily Ever After. Milton Campbell bears the weight of the world on his shoulders, but when he has the opportunity to re-ignite old friendships, it reminds him of a time in his life when he knew how to have fun.
When the two meet, sparks fly–and not the good kind. Their dislike for one another is second only to the sexual attraction simmering between them. A twist of circumstance lands them in the same bed, and Milton jumps at the opportunity to put his pleasure in Amie’s hands. A two-week fling might be exactly what he needs to bring back his love of life, and Amie can’t throw away the opportunity to be herself–both in and out of the bedroom.
At first, they seemed all wrong for each other. But when ‘casual’ builds into something more, Amie and Milton must decide if they’re willing to risk being bound together by love.
CONTENT WARNING: Contains explicit language, sex, and a torturous strip tease in leather.
Bio: At a young age, Gina knew she wanted to share her stories with the world. It wasn’t until she picked up her first romance novel that she knew how those stories would take shape. Her characters demanded hot and steamy sex. Great sex! And lots of it!
Gina, a self proclaimed happily ever after junkie, loves spinning contemporary tales of knee-bending first kisses, unconditional love and super-hot love scenes.
When she isn’t lost in her own world of romance, Gina spends her time reading, baking cupcakes or catching up on celebrity gossip. Gina lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and lovable dog.
www.facebook.com/AuthorGinaGordon
Excerpt:
“I…” Milton was speechless. He had never been asked that question before, he had never been presented with the opportunity to leave his sexual satisfaction in the hands of someone else.
The pink bra Amie wore cupped her breasts perfectly, the slight swell spilling out just enough to make his head spin as she leaned over, smoothing her hands up his bare chest to his shoulders. “Milton?”
“You want to tie me up?”
“I think the question is, do you want to be tied up?” Her eyes sparkled with desire but also something else. Something dangerous and enticing. Something he had forgotten a long time ago–freedom.
He was a successful businessman running a multi-million dollar corporation, and that meant he called the shots. He pulled the strings. Not the other way around. But maybe Aleks was right. Maybe he should have a little fun while he was in town. And this firecracker seemed like the perfect opportunity.
Milton lifted himself off the mattress and hovered over her body. “I could have you right now.” One quick movement and he straddled her, while his fingers made quick work of her bra. He had noticed the front clasp during his inappropriate staring. “Take you any way I want.”
He saw the fire flare in her eyes at his actions, but she remained cool. “You could…but you won’t. And I have a feeling, not unless I tell you to.”
Naughty in the Backseat would like to welcome Kiki Howell to the blog! Today she is celebrating the release of her latest book, Working out the Kinks. Kiki is a multi-published author whose books are on the steamy side! Here’s a sample of some of the books she has written!
Working Out The Kinks
by Kiki Howell
Published by Rebel Ink Press
Genres: Pagan, Contemporary, Erotic Romance
Length: Short Story
Adult Content Warnings: Explicit Graphic Language and Sex Magic with BDSM Elements
Blurb:
Making an appointment with his ex-girlfriend under a fake name, David buys himself one hour to get her attention. Hoping to apologize and remind her of their time together, he intends to do whatever he has to in order to make Meredith, a practicing Wiccan, forgive him for being idiot enough to have listened to those around him which meant choosing his political aspirations over love.
Meredith is resistant to let David anywhere near her heart again. Desperate, David plays all his trump cards and suggests a sexual magick ritual which incorporates the BDSM lifestyle he and Meredith used to experiment with. The methods he uses may be unconventional, like sensory deprivation and sensation play intended to build trust and to achieve altered states of consciousness. But David is more than willing to do whatever it takes if he can just get Meredith to agree.
Kiki Howell Bio:
Ever since she was young, Kiki Howell has loved to listen to a well-woven tale with real characters, 
inspired plots, and delightful resolutions. Kiki could spend hours lost in a book, and soon she knew that creating lives, loves, and losses with just words had to be the greatest thing that she could do. To that end, she pursued her study of literature and writing, earning a bachelor’s degree in English. She then followed in a Master’s program in Creative Writing.
“After a long break having my boys, I finally just had to write again. And, as soon as I gave the stories the space, they entered it. It’s both awesome and humbling to find the words in my mind become characters on a page and create their lives.”
She has now had over twenty stories published between five different small presses. She could not be more thrilled or grateful to see her creations polished and out in the real world. Please look around. Although, a bit of caution, most of her stories tend to hang out on the graphically sexy side of town.
Kiki resides in the Midwest with her incredibly handsome and talented, singer/songwriter husband and two children. When she is not writing, she is spending time with her family, reading, baking or knitting.
Her biggest dream is to have a novel she writes be made into a movie that her husband creates the soundtrack for, and then cruise to Alaska with her family on the money they make.
Links
Website http://www.kikihowell.com
Blog http://authorsbyauthors.blogspot.com
FaceBook http://www.facebook.com/kikihowell
Twitter http://twitter.com/KikiHowell
Working Out The Kinks EXCERPT:
“Your last client is in your massage room.” The receptionist tilted her head toward Meredith, giving a wry smile but then grimacing as she looked away.
“Thanks.” Meredith sighed, rolling her eyes as she rapped her knuckles on the door to announce her arrival.
What was that about? Taking a deep breath, she swept into the room. One more massage, and I can soak my tired muscles in a hot bath at home.
“Hello,” she said to the body on her table while grabbing a bottle of oil.
She stopped short of turning back around. Cologne assaulted her. The potent mix of patchouli and musk with a hint of oak reminded her of the man who’d left her heart bruised and battered. Meredith blinked hard as if she could shut down her mind before some blissful memory could wallop another punch.
The client shifted on the table. “Hey, Mere.”
Swinging around like a moth drawn to a buzzing light, air whooshed from her lungs moments before the oil bottle hit the floor. “David?”
“Yes. Gave a false name when booking the appointment. Now, I have your undivided attention for the next hour.”
She stepped back in defiance of her need to rush into his arms and retrieved the plastic bottle instead. “Why?”
“Because we need to talk. Here, this way, you can’t walk away. I’ve already paid for my time.”
“Paying is easy for you.”
“You can begin the massage now. The clock is ticking,” he stated in a business-like tone.
Meredith sucked half her top lip into her mouth and bit down, every muscle in her face tight to avoid her unexplainable need to smile. David was tapping his wrist where his watch should be just as he’d done to her a hundred times before to get her moving. With a confident half-grin, he laid back down.
“Really? You want me to touch you?” She hadn’t quite meant for the thought to come out of her mouth, but she felt as if someone was pressing her to death.
With each step toward her ex-boyfriend, another stone was added to the imaginary board across her chest which had her laboring for breath.
But, he already tried me as a witch.
The idea of that, her conviction and thus banishment from his life, spurred her forward. Thoughts of getting even, of squeezing a sore muscle too tightly, loomed like a silver lining around a storm cloud.
Stop it! You’d never. Concentrate! Meredith reviewed the steps to a full body massage like she was back in school. Use sensitivity when making first contact with your client’s body. Her hands floated above his skin. The heat of his energy challenged her fingers, and she willed each tensed-to-the-point-of-shaking finger into a semi-state of relaxation as they moved an inch above the sculpted latissimus dorsi muscles of his back. Naming each superficial layer, she hoped would keep her on task.
“I miss you, Mere.” David’s voice was muffled from the table.
Blinking against the sting in her eyes, she lingered over his skin. The thought of her palms meeting with his flesh tightened her center, and her need warred with the nervous way her stomach rolled. Meredith wanted the rush of blissful sensuality despite the threat of emotional damage which slithered over her skin, a cold reptile squeezing the life from her already broken heart.
“Did you hear me?” He turned to her.
A tear slipped from her eye. Ripples of water down her cheeks had become commonplace this last month being separated from him. These tears came as no surprise, and neither did the warm anger bubbling up to the surface.
“What difference does it make?” she clipped, answering both his question and her reluctance to give in to the pleasure of stroking her hands over his skin. What remained hidden from her view under the strip of the white towel over his butt was crystal clear in her mind.
Naughty in the Backseat would like to welcome Daisy Harris, author of Studenstein to the blog. Daisy is touring her book with Goddessfish Productions today. She is handing out a $25.00 Barnes & Noble gift card to one random commenter from the tour. For more place to leave a comment check out the tour schedule HERE. Here’s what Daisy had to say about her new release!
It’s Alive! The Mad Science of Studenstein
Hi gals, and thanks for having me on the blog today!
I’m here to sing the praises of my newest release, Studenstein! In case you were wondering—yes. The answer is, “Yes, it is about a gorgeous male sex-slave-Frankenstein thingy.”
His name is Royce Harden, and he is delicious. He’s tall, dark and handsome with a wicked smile and knowledge of sex to put the Kama Sutra to shame. It’s all in his programming—the computer chips and upgrades installed by his makers at Synadate. Royce has it all… Well, except for liberty, and free will. But a certain female named Shani plans on fixing that by freeing the slave-boy from his horrid, horrid life of having sex all day long. J
In case you were wondering, Studenstein is meant to be funny. I suppose if it were humorous enough, I wouldn’t have to point that out. But there you have it. Royce is a lot smarter than Rocky from Rocky Horror Picture Show. He’s more along the lines of Lisa from Weird Science. Except Royce would rather be the one being ordered to “Drop and give me twenty.” He likes it when people watch him flex.
I can’t seem to talk about my Love-Bot series without mentioning Weird Science. Released at a time in my life when I was very impressionable, that movie effected how I’d feel about Frankenstein monsters for the rest of my life. It also influenced how I think about computers and even science fiction. The premise was completely absurd, and yet awesomely awesome.
(Similar to Earth Girls are Easy, which also benefitted from a kickin’ soundtrack.)
Weird Science proved that viewers can disregard the most absurd plot devices conceivable if they 1. Involve computers, and 2. Shed insight on a deeper truth. The take-home message of Weird Science was that the boys created a woman to be everything they wanted only to find that she wasn’t what they wanted at all.
Studenstein is similar, but different. Royce learns that all the upgrades, looks and charm in the world won’t get him the woman he loves if he’s too frightened to reach for freedom.
I like to imagine Studenstein borrows from a collection of cult classics and sci-fi tropes, while remaining true to the “erotic novella” formula. Cobbling the story together was definitely work for a mad scientist. But if two dorky high school kids could incarnate Shelly LeBrock, I figured I could build myself a stone cold stud.
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Author bio:
Birkenstock-wearing glamour girl and mother of two by immaculate conception, Daisy Harris still isn’t sure if she writes erotica. Her paranormal romances start out innocently enough. However, her characters behave like complete sluts. Much to Miss Harris’s dismay, the sex tends to get completely out of hand.
If you like science-y subplots, fantastical creatures, and red-hot chemistry, you’ll love Daisy Harris.
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Blurb:
Studenstein (Book two in the Love-Bots series)
A man built for sex… A woman who wants more…
Freedom fighter Shani Brown is determined to drag the ungrateful Royce back to her team in Seattle. Despite his denial of mistreatment, she wants to give him a chance at a better life. Due to her horrific past as an unlicensed love-bot, Shani never plans to have sex again. But Royce’s makers punish him remotely with crippling pain. His only escape is to orgasm. Never one to turn her back on a job, Shani soon finds herself servicing him—and soon after, caring for him.
Love-bot Royce Harden wasn’t looking to be rescued, especially not from the San Francisco BDSM club where he was having a perfectly good time. But rescued he was—by a hellcat bent on delivering him to her people. As Royce starts to trust Shani, he begins to dream of freedom. But freedom comes with a price. Royce must face his vanity, his makers, and even the loss of his sexual upgrades if he’s going to be the man Shani deserves.
Excerpt:
Shaniqua! You stop thinking about that boy’s butt right this second! Shani didn’t know where that voice in her head came from, since she’d never had a mother in her undead life. But yeah, that voice in her head, her “superego” Frank called it, always called her by her full name.
So as she led Royce around the outside of the building, Shani focused on the quiet ticks of birds, the rustle of leaves, anything to take her mind of those little dimples that had shown right below his hipbones, or his deep and intriguing groan. As they walked, Shani calculated their distance from the van. Q-ter’s transmitter would only block Royce’s signal within one city block. The bathrooms weren’t all that far away, but Shani wasn’t accustomed to greenery and open space. Without urban landmarks, she didn’t trust her sense of distance.
His biceps flexed under her grip—not pulling away, but maybe trying to warn her he could. Shani’d touched Royce more in the past few hours than she’d touched any man since her captivity. She wanted to think it was because the assignment demanded she lead him about—gripping his firm upper arm—in case he tried to escape, but that voice in her head knew better.
Shaniqua! Let go of the boy-toy! In the dark, his skin felt warm and hard in her hand. It was a relief when she blinked in the bright halogen lights of the ladies’ room. No matter how pretty or tempting Royce Harden might be, Shani would never be able to stomach having sex again. And almost but not doing would be worse than never having tried at all.
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Naughty in the Backseat would like to welcome Storm Moon Press to the blog today! They are dropping by to tells about their latest imprint – Wild Moon Books. Without further ado, here they are:
Introducing Wild Moon Books!
We’d like to thank Naughty In the Backseat for having us today. This is our first real opportunity to go into detail about the newest imprint from Storm Moon Press: Wild Moon Books.
Storm Moon Press is a micro-publisher specializing in GLBT and alternative lifestyle erotica and erotic romances, but to celebrate our second anniversary, we’re launching a new imprint. Wild Moon Books will be the mainstream heterosexual erotica and erotic romance arm of Storm Moon Press. It’s exciting and new, and we’re fired up about getting this venture off the ground.
Wild Moon Books will have the same standards that we hold Storm Moon Press titles to: great cover art, wonderful editing, and compelling, sensual stories. For authors, we’re currently accepting novel and novella submissions from both new and established authors in all genres. We already have a few of anthology calls out (I Married An Alien!, a comedic romance anthology; By Gaslight, Victorian historical anthology, and Upon A Blood Red Sky, post-apocalyptic anthology), and there will be many more coming as 2012 progresses.
What we’re after is unique. Different. Wild Moon Books will happily publish the traditional romances that everyone loves to curl up with, but we also want to challenge ourselves, our authors, and our readers. We would love to see stories off the beaten path: older or full-figured heroines, geeky heroes, independent and self-reliant women, etc. The old tropes are wonderful, but we’re also very keen on seeing new and fresh takes on romance and relationships.
Contracts for Wild Moon Books are the same ones that Storm Moon Press authors have enjoyed for the last two years: no right of first refusal, no non-compete, full audit and bankruptcy clauses, and one of the first high flip-point royalty systems for authors. We encourage authors to look around the Wild Moon Books site and to feel free to contact us at any time!
For readers, we have lots of great stuff in store. Wild Moon Books will maintain the competitive prices Storm Moon Press is known for. We don’t believe that ebooks should be priced as high as a print book since we recognize a reader is not receiving all the same rights they would for a physical copy. Our novels will also be made available in print for those readers who don’t want to make the move to ebooks. Print is still a great way to enjoy a book, and we want to give readers everything they say they want.
We also sell our print books and ebooks at discounted rates when purchased as a bundle. This allows readers the best of both worlds. For readers who like to save a little money, we also do pre-sale discounts for all titles. Wild Moon Books will also host contests and giveaways for book launches and pre-sales, and we’re always open to reader feedback. We want to make the reader experience with Storm Moon Press and Wild Moon Books exactly what our customers want, and we encourage feedback at all times.
So, please, have a look around the website, bookmark it, join the mailing list. Keep an eye on Wild Moon Books, and we hope we’ll give you all a little something new, a little something different, and a little something traditional.
Again, Naughty In the Backseat, thank you for hosting us!
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