New Release: Infamous Love #WIPITUP #BDSM #Menage

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Happy Wednesday! I’m starting it off with a bang with my hot off the press new M/m/f menage story, Infamous Love.  This is a prequel to my upcoming BDSM series called Black Light.  I’ve included a scene from the next book that I’m working on right now at the end of Infamous Love.

Here is one of my favorite scenes of all from my new release.  It’s actually not a sex scene (sorry), but the moment when Emma’s father finds out about her menage relationship and comes to track her older, dominate lovers down to have a little heart-to-heart.  As you can imagine, her dad is not too happy with his little girl’s new arrangement.

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Jaxson, Emma and Chase

NSFW Excerpt:

The loud clumping of heavy feet rushing up the wooden stairs to the attic could be heard over the video game. Jaxson grabbed the remote to flick off the power just as the pounding on the bedroom door started.

The men looked at each other nervously, suspecting who might be on the other side of the thankfully thick door. Jaxson moved quietly towards the door, hoping to get it locked before whoever was on the other side burst in to find the naked men.

“Jaxson Davidson and Chase Cartwright, I know you’re in there. This is Emma’s father. Open up.”

The men’s “fuck” was in unison.

It must have carried behind the door because Mr. Fischer’s response was to pound louder. “My sentiments exactly. Now open this door.”

Jaxson looked around the space they’d been holed up in for the last few weeks and knew without a doubt he’d be dead within minutes if he let Emma’s father inside. It was one big sex playroom. Restraints, dildos, vibrators, and punishment devices of all shapes and sizes covered most open spaces. The messed bed still bore the sticky remains of multiple orgasms.

Jaxson made it to the door just in time to hold it closed as the elder Fischer started to open it.

“Hello, Mr. Fischer. This is Jaxson. We’ll be happy to talk with you. We’ll meet you downstairs in five minutes.”

“No, we’ll talk here. Now.”

Chase looked worried and started to frantically try to pick up the most racy of sex toys just in case Emma’s father made it past Jaxson.

Jaxson held his ground. “No, sir. I insist. We’ll talk in the kitchen.”

“You listen to me, young man. I love my daughter very much and I’m coming in there this instant.”

Chase froze, turning to stare at Jaxson with panicked eyes. Jaxson met his heated stare as he replied, “And I love your daughter too, and that’s why I insist that you not come in here now. Trust me, sir. We are best to talk downstairs.”

Despite the seriousness of the situation, Chase’s victorious grin at Jaxson’s declaration of love warmed him.

Emma’s father cursed, “God damn it. Fine. You have five minutes.”

Jaxson waited until he heard the retreating steps before letting go of the door. Chase was still grinning from ear to ear, his arms crossed across his bare chest, the jutting cock Jaxson loved so much swinging between his legs.

“What the hell are you smiling at? He’s pissed!” Jaxson questioned.

If possible, Chase’s grin grew. “I knew it. You love us.”

Jaxson chuckled as he reached for a pair of jeans thrown over the back of the desk chair. “I said I loved Emma. I didn’t say shit about you.”

Chase knew him well. “Uh-huh. Right.” Damned if he still stood there, staring at Jaxson. They’d been best friends for years, so it felt odd to feel uncomfortable with Chase, but he was in new territory and they both knew it.

“Shut up, will you? This is serious.”

Chase took a tentative step forward, moving in Jaxson’s direction slowly. “Yes, it is serious. It isn’t every day the man I’m in love with admits he loves me back.”

Jaxson stood frozen, waiting until his lover entered his personal space. The men closed the final inches between them, their mouths crushing together as Jaxson weaved his fingers through Chase’s long hair, holding his head stationary as he plundered his mouth with a probing tongue. He felt Chase melting against his body like the submissive that he was.

Jaxson moved his left hand down to grip Chase’s thickening cock, dragging a tortured moan from his lover. When Jax pulled out of the kiss, their labored breathing filled the room. “You need to put this bad boy back to sleep until later. I don’t think we need him for what’s coming next.”

Chase’s “Yes, sir,” was perfect and had Jaxson’s own cock filling.

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Blurb:

When curvy grad student Emma Fischer is stranded in the south of France, she’s short on cash and unable to speak French. The last people she expects to come to her aide at the train station are two high-demand fashion models in France for a photo shoot. Sparks fly between the threesome as they speed towards Paris in their private car.

Emma gets on the train a girl, but the intimate time spent in the dominant men’s arms over one hot weekend turns her into a woman. Walking away from her lovers to return to her average life in Wisconsin is one of the hardest things she’s ever done.

Jaxson Davidson and Chase Cartwright have been best friends and business partners for years. As A-list models they are treated like royalty wherever they go, by everyone they meet, which is why their down-to-earth submissive grad student, Emma, is something special. The men have been seeking a way to turn their friendship into a romance, and Emma is the perfect missing ingredient to make that happen.

Can a romance that started as a fun summer fling turn into something long lasting for the trio? Will Jaxson’s powerful father ruin their chance at their own happily ever after? Find out this and more in this sexy, exciting ménage novel where love might really be the only thing more powerful than the paparazzi.

Publisher’s Note: Infamous Love is a M/m/f erotic ménage romance meant for adult audiences only.

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Coming Soon: Infamous Love #Menage #SatSpanks

 

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Happy Saturday! Just a few short days until my new release, Infamous Love comes out.  If one hot alpha male isn’t enough for you, give this story a read.  Jaxson and Chase are A-list celebrities, which makes Emma Fischer the luckiest woman on the face of the earth when they set their sights on her.   In the following excerpt, the threesome has been hiding out in Emma’s off-campus house with her motley crew of grad-student roommates.

Jaxson, Emma and Chase

Jaxson, Emma and Chase

Excerpt:

Courtney and Ryan were grinning as their roommate squirmed in Jaxson’s arms, trying to escape his lap. He held her firm.  “I think we should take this discussion upstairs, don’t you young lady?”  Despite his guilt for answering her phone, Emma’s innocent wide eyes looking at him submissively had his cock filling under her wiggling ass.  A curvy ass he had a sudden urge to see turn as pink as her blushing cheeks.

Richard piped in, almost breathless with excitement.  “No need. I mean we can hear everything down here anyway in this old house.”

Jaxson knew he was being a dick but he couldn’t resist.  He felt up her bottom through her jeans and she writhed in his arms, trying to scramble away. He swatted her ass several times in quick succession and she stopped her struggles.  He scooped her into his arms and took off for the back stairs, throwing his reply over his shoulder.

“Oh stay tuned, Richard. If you thought we were loud before when we were having sex, just wait until you hear how loud our girl here is when I use my belt on this naughty bottom of hers.  Come along Chase.”

He heard the shocked gasp from Emma’s roommates as he hustled them upstairs for some veiled privacy.

*****

Blurb:

When curvy grad student Emma Fischer is stranded in the south of France, she’s short on cash and unable to speak French. The last people she expects to come to her aide at the train station are two high-demand fashion models in France for a photo shoot. Sparks fly between the threesome as they speed towards Paris in their private car.

Emma gets on the train a girl, but the intimate time spent in the dominant men’s arms over one hot weekend turns her into a woman. Walking away from her lovers to return to her average life in Wisconsin is one of the hardest things she’s ever done.

Jaxson Davidson and Chase Cartwright have been best friends and business partners for years. As A-list models they are treated like royalty wherever they go, by everyone they meet, which is why their down-to-earth submissive grad student, Emma, is something special. The men have been seeking a way to turn their friendship into a romance, and Emma is the perfect missing ingredient to make that happen.

Can a romance that started as a fun summer fling turn into something long lasting for the trio? Will Jaxson’s powerful father ruin their chance at their own happily ever after? Find out this and more in this sexy, exciting ménage novel where love might really be the only thing more powerful than the paparazzi.

Publisher’s Note: Infamous Love is a M/m/f erotic ménage romance meant for adult audiences only.

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Cover Reveal: Infamous Love #menage #SatSpanks


Saturday Spankings-Val Heart Paddles-revI’m so excited to announce my upcoming release and share the cover for the first time!!! The talented Eris Adderly made this amazing cover for Infamous Love, the prequel for a new series coming this December.  I am so freaking excited to share this series with you.  In this scene, we find out Emma has been purposefully avoiding being seen in public with her very famous lovers for fear of being ridiculed by the paparazzi.  Let’s see how the men handle her putting herself down.

Jaxson, Emma and Chase

Jaxson, Emma and Chase

Excerpt:

“Alright, maybe I should have told you how scared shitless I am to leave the house with you. That I’m pretty sure people will burst out laughing when they see you with me. How social media is going to light up. We’ll be trending on Twitter within an hour and the focus of a scathing TMZ exposé within twenty-four hours.”

Shut the fuck up, Emma. You’re making it worse.

The scowl on Jaxson’s face turned darker as he stepped up to sandwich her between the two men. His hands squeezed her biceps as Chase’s fingers dug into her hips, each holding her stationary.

“Look at me, Emma.”

She’d trained her eyes on his adam’s apple directly in front of her to avoid seeing the disappointment in his eyes.

“Now, Emma.” His order had her snapping to attention.

She’d expected anger, but she saw a sadness in Jax’s eyes. She held her breath waiting for him to bust her for putting herself down.

“I owe you another apology. I was so happy to just hide out for a while that it didn’t dawn on me that you were afraid to leave. I’ll fix that tomorrow. We’re gonna tackle that list of yours together and by the end of the day, you’ll know that all of your fears were unfounded.”

She was smart enough not to laugh at what was surely a joke. It was a good thing too since his next words were scary enough.

“Now what do you think is going to happen next?”

She held her breath, afraid to say the words.

“Emma, answer me. What happens when you put yourself down?”

Her answer was barely audible. “You spank me.”

“No. I spanked you the last time. I see it didn’t take.”

This was not good. What was worse than a spanking?

“Chase, go grab some rope and the wooden paddle. Emma is about to get her first paddling. We’ll see if that makes a more lasting impression on our girl.”

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Blurb:

When curvy grad student Emma Fischer is stranded in the south of France, she’s short on cash and unable to speak French. The last people she expects to come to her aide at the train station are two high-demand fashion models in France for a photo shoot. Sparks fly between the threesome as they speed towards Paris in their private car.

Emma gets on the train a girl, but the intimate time spent in the dominant men’s arms over one hot weekend turns her into a woman. Walking away from the two to return to her average life in Wisconsin is one of the hardest things she’s ever done.

Jaxson Davidson and Chase Cartwright have been best friends and business partners for years. As A-list models they are treated like royalty wherever they go, by everyone they meet, which is why their down-to-earth submissive grad student, Emma, is something special. The men have been seeking a way to turn their friendship into a romance, and Emma is the perfect missing ingredient to make that happen.

Can something that started as a fun summer fling turn into something long lasting for the trio? Will Jaxson’s powerful father ruin their chance at their own happily ever after? Find out this and more in this sexy, exciting ménage novel where love might really be the only thing more powerful than the paparazzi.

Publisher’s Note: Infamous Love is a m/m/f erotic ménage romance meant for adult audiences only.

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Guest Post: Reunited by Jennifer Bene

Congratulations to my friend Jennifer Bene on her hot new release, Reunited.  If you like hot M/F/M menage action, this book is for you.  It follows three friends from high school who meet up years later at their reunion and the sparks light up the sky!  The first part of this story was published in The More The Merrier Two boxed set last fall, but Jennifer added on over 10K in added content to the original story.  So if you want to catch up on what Megan, Eric and Colby have been up to, here is your chance!Version 2 - High Resolution

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Megan Harper hasn’t had the best decade since she left high school and the love of her life behind. She gave up on her dreams and dropped out of college to get married, only to have her marriage fall apart leaving her divorced, disappointed, and back at square one trying to get her life started again.

When her high school reunion comes around she doesn’t want to go, but her sister insists. That’s how Megan finds herself dressed up at her old alma mater hoping her miserable evening ends quickly. That is until Eric Lewis, her gorgeous, hot, and once-dominant high school flame, shows up and only has eyes for her. When Colby Warren, the playboy of Whittaker High, joins them and seems just as intent on having her attention for the night she feels like she’s dreaming.

As both men dance and flirt with her, it becomes increasingly clear that not only do they both want her, but that Eric’s urge for dominance has only increased in their years apart. Will Megan dive in for one last fling in the halls of her school, or will she run and miss the chance to be reunited with the one man that’s haunted her for years?

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Hot Excerpt:

“Oh, definitely. There’s only one thing we can do now.”

“What? Guys… what are you thinking? Seriously, those looks -” Meg felt a nervous energy flood her underneath the buzz of the alcohol in her veins, but then Colby put her empty glass on the bar and they both grabbed her hands.

“We’re going to dance, Megster!” Eric hauled her onto the dance floor and Colby was happy to pull her along as well. As soon as they met up with the other alumni underneath the flashing lights, Eric moved close in front of her and started to move his hips in a rhythm that had her suddenly very, very wet. “Come on, please tell me you remember how to dance.”

“I know how to dance, jerk.” It was the verbal shove she needed to start moving her hips to the beat, but she didn’t need any encouragement to press herself closer to Eric’s hard chest. The alcohol had been flowing for over an hour and the other attendees were dancing and singing along to the greatest hits from their years in high school. It was like one giant flashback to her senior year, with Eric’s hands on her hips and Colby rocking it out in the open space to their left. He started singing along to All-American Rejects, grabbing the hand of a woman dancing with friends as he serenaded her, telling her he’d keep her his dirty little secret. She blushed and laughed loudly, and soon he was surrounded by the other women who all started dancing and cheering him on.

“He’s got no shame,” Eric laughed and spoke directly into her ear. His breath against her cheek sent a shiver over her skin.

“Did he ever have shame? I think he was born without that functional part of the brain.”

“Well, I was a brain surgeon for a while… I could check.” He was grinning when she leaned back from him and slapped his shoulder. In a flash his hand was around her wrist and he’d flipped her around so she was against his chest – but now he had her arm pulled slightly up behind her back. Somehow he managed to keep dancing, his other hand keeping her hips in beat with him as he restrained her with ease. A memory of him pinning her to the narrow bed she’d had in her parents’ house emerged and a frisson of heat pulsed down her spine to nestle itself between her thighs. “Now, that wasn’t very nice, Megan.”

Her mouth went dry as his voice purred out her full name and she was ninety-percent sure that the hard press against her back wasn’t something in his pocket. She felt seventeen again, excited and unsure about what to do next. She tried to swallow to regain her voice, but all she managed was a breathy, “Eric?”

“Do you want me to let go?” His grip tightened slightly and a barely audible moan slipped from her before she bit down on her lip. The blush in her cheeks spread, and she felt like the whole dance floor had to know what was going on. It had to be obvious they weren’t just dancing, and she’d always been terrible at keeping her face straight. All it would take was one person glancing over, just one person noticing the vice-like grip he had on her wrist, or the way he lifted her arm just a little higher so her body angled back against his in an effort to ease it. Her anxiety crashed into the arousal humming under her skin, because Eric had been the first guy she’d ever really wanted – the first guy she’d played even the tiniest bit rough with. He’d been the one to make her crave it, to crave more, but it was something she’d never been open about outside of a few relationships.

“I’ll keep YOU my dirty, little secret!” Colby appeared in front of her, singing at an obscene volume, and Eric instantly released her wrist as Colby continued dancing like some extra from Magic Mike. As he rolled his hips and leaned back pulling up his shirt to expose a carved set of abs, the women to their right exploded into cheers and hollers. “My turn, Megster! Dance with me!”

“You seem to be doing a good job all on your own, Col-” Megan was trying to get her hormones under control when he reached forward and pulled her towards him, effectively cutting her off. More hard muscle under her hands as she caught herself against him, and she couldn’t help but feel an inward cheer when the women next to her looked on in envy. He dropped down in front of her and then ran his hands up the backs of her calves, the outsides of her thighs, her hips, her waist, and then he was lifting her arms over her head as the music started to change. Colby stepped closer to her, his body barely an inch from hers as those blue eyes locked onto her own, with that manic grin still plastered across his face.

A downbeat, and then the music was slower, a dark, thumping beat that Colby didn’t fail to catch with each movement of his body. “Come on, Megster.” His hands caught her waist and he pulled her tight against him, his thigh finding a nesting place between her own, successfully nudging the hem of her dress a little higher. She was about to pull back when his fingers traced along her cheek. “I have to say… whoever your ex is, he was an idiot not to notice how gorgeous you are.”

Against all logic after the events of the evening so far, Megan’s heart rate increased even further. First, there had been Eric’s kiss, then he’d teased her with the dominance she had all but convinced herself she had imagined in high school, and now Colby Warren, the playboy of Whittaker High, was calling her gorgeous. She had stepped through the looking glass, been sucked into some Matrix-like alternate reality, or fallen on the way in and cracked her skull open and she was actually in a hospital somewhere, because this – this couldn’t be happening to her.

Not her.

Not Megan Harper, the college drop-out, the divorceé, the scrub-wearing vet tech by day who hadn’t touched make-up in over a year. Shaking her head she tried to push away the arousal tapping at her inner doors, begging her to wake up. “Is that the line you used on all the girls in school, Colby?”

“Why? Is it working?” He smiled at her like she was part of some inside joke, and she laughed.

Six Hours – Erotic Menage Coming Soon #6BestHop

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I’m so excited to have a new release on the horizon.  I’m part of this awesome writer’s group called The Erotic Collective and our next boxed set will be out on October 7th.  The name of the release is The More the Merrier Two and all of the stories have ménage (or more) romances.  My novella is a M/m/f ménage named Six Hours and I had so much fun writing this one!

Today I’m sharing my very first excerpt from early in the story.  Emma had noticed the two handsome men waiting in the train station with her, but never dreamed she’d ever meet them, let alone have them come to her rescue.

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Excerpt:

“Knock it off! Leave me alone!” Emma elbowed the largest of the four when he leaned in, rubbing up against her as she felt him fumbling for her purse. At least she’d hidden her passport and plane ticket carefully, but she couldn’t afford to lose the last few Euros she had.

When she felt hands feeling up her breasts from behind, she stopped protecting her money, worried the hoodlums had something more sinister than theft in mind. Her fear was confirmed as they worked in unison to start dragging her towards a nearby private locker area. Emma knew if they got her somewhere hidden, anything could happen. She flailed with all of her strength, but the laughing teens only gripped her harder and moved faster, lifting her off the ground and carrying her towards the lockers.

Emma filled her lungs with air and screamed as loud as possible, trying to make enough of a scene that the hoodlums would release her. All that happened was a dirty hand got clamped over her mouth to try to stifle her. She bit her assailant, dragging what she assumed was a French curse word from him.

She closed her eyes and tried to think of how she’d get out of this mess. They’d almost succeeded in getting her alone when she was unceremoniously dropped the few feet to the concrete. She landed on her ass first, but when the guy supporting her head let go too, it crashed back to connect with the unforgiving floor with a crack.

Through her confusion, she found herself curled up in the middle of a fistfight happening all around her. She wondered if she was dreaming as she watched the two American hotties punch out two of the assailants. It took them seconds to send all four of the teens running in different directions.

The most beautiful green eyes she had ever seen peered down at her. She was mesmerized by their intensity long enough that she didn’t realize his mouth was moving too.

“I think we need to call a doctor. She appears unresponsive.” Green-eyes spoke. What was his name again? John? Jim?

“Okay, I’ll go in search of help.” She recognized that deep voice.

She eventually snapped out of it to answer them. “I only bumped my head.”

I only bumped my head.

Those were the best first words she could come up with when talking to the two hottest men on the planet? The bump on her head wasn’t making it any easier to speak intelligently.

“I mean you don’t need to get a doctor. I’ll be fine.”

She wasn’t prepared for the dark-haired hottie to scold her. “What the hell were you doing letting them surround you? Beautiful women traveling alone need to pay more attention.”

Had he used the word beautiful as he spoke of her? He must not have gotten a good look at her.

She felt his hand lifting her to gently feel the back of her head, checking for injuries. His fingers massaged her scalp sending tingles throughout her body. “You have the start of a goose-egg there. We’d better get you an ice pack and some Tylenol. Can you sit up?”

Blurb:

When Emma Fischer is stranded in the south of France, she’s short on cash and unable to speak French. The friend she’d been traveling with deserts her to gallivant around Europe leaving Emma on her own to navigate from the French Riviera to Paris in time to catch her flight back home to Wisconsin.

Jaxson Davidson and Chase Cartright are high-demand fashion models, in France for a shoot. Sparks fly when they come to Emma’s rescue at the train station. The men have their pick of women, but they recognize curvy Emma is exactly the type of woman they prefer to spend time with. The best friends invite her to join them in their private berth for the six-hour ride to Paris.

Emma gets on the train a girl, but the intimate time spent in the men’s arms turns her into a woman. Her only problem is surviving the good-bye.

Six Hours is a M/m/f erotic romance novella with explicit ménage sex scenes and light BDSM.

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