And by crush, I mean oh my God I can’t stop wanting to throw myself into the show and attack him until we are both sated…
Flirty, Dirty…And Dangerous.
September 30, 2014
September 12, 2014
I have a cover for my December Escape release, Until He Met Meg. I love the guy on this cover, he’s scrummy. This is my second sweet romance, and a fun little rom com romp it is. You can read the blurb and an excerpt here.
Can’t wait for this book to come out!
September 10, 2014
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Who could say no to eight sexy firefighters? Seriously, who? I know I couldn’t. So can you imagine how happy I am to be apart of the Five Alarm Alphas box set?
Big time happy. I mean, seriously, look who is in this thing? Look! And then there’s me! Wow! How did this even happen?
They’re all-new, never before seen stories which is pretty bloody awesome, I think. The box set will be available from 7th November and for a limited time it will be priced at .99c.
BUT THE GOOD NEWS IS YOU CAN PRE-ORDER IT NOW FROM AMAZON (pre-order links coming ASAP for other sellers, I promise) Click >>>HERE<<<< to pre-order Five Alarm Alphas from Amazon.
Check it out!!
Feeding the Flames ~ Leah Breamel: When chef Tabatha Morgan returns to Barnett Springs, her burning crush on firefighter Zac Buchanan flares back to life. Trouble is, Zac has made a promise to keep his distance from Tabby, so Zac’s best friend and fellow firefighter Quinn decides to help feed the flames of their mutual desire.
Combustible ~ Lexxie Couper: Arson investigator, Desmond Russell is the best in Australia. Cool, calm and collected, nothing ruffles him. Until he meets Outback fire brigade captain, Jess Montgomery, a woman who ignites all his sexual desires. The initial spark will engulf them both…but will their hearts survive the inferno?
Wet Down ~ Delilah Devlin: Out with the old, in with the new…Or so Sherry Thacker thinks. Problem is, her ex is always on her mind and right across the street. When a “Wet Down” ceremony to retire an old fire truck is planned by the city council she has to put aside her hurt and anger and do her job. Blake Thacker wants his wife back—in every way and he’ll use whatever means necessary to win her back. Sex is always best served WET.
Two to Spark ~ Marie Harte: When a psychic predicts that a faulty toaster, a black cat, and the wrong address will bring Cooper together with Ms. Right, he shrugs off the notion as crazy. But before long, fate has something else in store for the sexy firefighter when a spark of attraction ignites into true love.
Controlled Burn ~ Desiree Holt: Montana Wade was home after writing off the past ten years of her life, but she needed one more night of courage before she faced her family. Boone Crider, hotshot firefighter, was burned out form the rash of malicious fires. They thought one night as strangers would cure them both, but the fire they started between them soon became a barely controlled burn.
Up In Smoke ~ Lissa Matthews: Half-brothers, Josh and Jay, share everything from a house, to a love of curvy, older women. So when their dream woman accidentally sets her kitchen on fire, they ride to her rescue, sirens blaring, promising to kindle flames that may never be extinguished.
Rekindled ~ Cari Quinn: Some blazes refuse to be contained. It’s been months since ex-firefighter Katie Kemp has spoken to her former lover and squad mate, Dash Carlton. But when a late night drive down memory lane leads her to a small fire at Dash’s house, she realizes she’s not willing to turn her back on the hottest flame of her life.
Into the Fire ~ Shelli Stevens: Shannon has always prided herself on holding her own in the male dominated field of firefighting. She likes to be in control. Until she strikes a bargain with a sexy man from her past who makes her give it all up in the bedroom.
Don’t forget, the box set will be only .99c for a limited time. YOU CAN PRE-ORDER IT NOW FROM AMAZON (pre-order links coming ASAP for other sellers, I promise) Click >>>HERE<<<< to pre-order Five Alarm Alphas from Amazon.
September 4, 2014
Now, now. Minds out the gutter. I’m talking about a book. My book. The first menage I wrote, called A Question Of Trust.
I’d never for a second imagined I could write a menage. It wasn’t something that had ever interested me. In fact, I’d recently been horrified when my editor suggested the title of the series I’d been working on, Circle Of Three, might be misleading, and readers would buy the books (Only Tyler and Steve’s Story) assuming they were menages. The series was renamed Circle Of Friends then and there. But like Sami Lee (in the previous blog post,) one day I found myself perusing the Samhain website. There, on the submissions page, I noticed a call for an anthology called Menage & More. Though I had absolutely no interest in the genre, I read the blurb to see what the editor was looking for with a kind of vague curiosity.
I’m not sure what happened while I read or what crazy neurons were firing in my brain, but not five minutes later, I’d opened a new, blank document and begun to write. Six weeks after that, I’d penned my first menage, a MFM romance called Gabe’s Girl. And you know what? I loved it. I loved the characters, I loved their dilemma and I loved the way it ended.
I submitted the book for consideration for the Menage and More anthology. Now, as much as I loved the story, I knew it didn’t stand a chance of being accepted. My knowledge and writing experience on the subject was zilch. So you can imagine how utterly stunned I was when I opened my inbox, and there was a letter offering Gabe’s Girl a spot in the anthology. I was stoked – and of course I said yes (after collapsing on the floor and crying just a little hysterically.) But there was a stipulation. The editor HATED the title. It had to go. A day later, Gabe’s Girl officially became A Question Of Trust. And just a few months after that, A Question Of Trust became my first published menage. (It was later published in print, with the two other novellas in the anthology as Three’s Company.)
Since then I’ve written ten more menages (and included some threesome loving in other books). It’s become a serious passion of mine. If you haven’t read one of those menages yet, I invite you to start where I did. At the very beginning…
A QUESTION OF TRUST: The blurb
How do you choose between love and honor?
Menage and More Anthology
Madeline Jones is having the time of her life with Gabriel Carter, a man who fulfills every one of her sexual fantasies. She’s sure it can’t get any better than this…until Gabe introduces her to his best friend.
When Connor Regan enters the mix, sparks fly. Suddenly Maddie wants more than just Gabe, she wants Connor, too. The two men seem happy to oblige.
But threesomes have a way of getting complicated. Hearts can be broken. Although Gabe and Connor play by a strict set of rules designed to minimize the damage, true love does not always adhere to the guidelines.
Sometimes, to fulfill the dream of having the love of a lifetime, even the most comprehensive codes of honor have to be challenged.
September 2, 2014
I can’t lie. I was nervous. Big time nervous. Two men? All those hands? What if things didn’t fit? What if limbs got tangled? What if I did it wrong??
But, after months of pestering and pestering I finally said yes. Okay, I’d do it. I’d write a menage.
Hee hee hee.
My editor, Heidi Moore, had been asking me to write one for quite a while, but up until that point I was mainly a paranormal/sci-fi writer with only two people involved in the actual sex part. But Heidi dared me and I’m afraid I’ve yet to turn down a dare. So I opened my laptop and wrote the first thing that came to my head…
Joseph Hudson tossed his snowboard aside, threw his goggles over his shoulder and swung a fist at his best mate.
In that very moment, I knew who my two lucky heroes were going to be: Joseph Hudson and Rob Thorton. Two sexy, Aussie businessmen; one who is all work and no play and one who lives life on the edge. Once I knew who they were, their heroine, the woman who sweeps them both off their feet, instantly made herself known to me:
Jenny McCarthy lowered her binoculars and shook her head. Australians. What were they thinking?
So for my very first m/f/m erotic romance, I’d put two Aussie best friends and an American ranger in a snowed-in cabin high in the Rocky Mountains. Three people who were going to spend quite a bit of time naked, in sub-zero tempatures. How the hell was I goig to keep them warm?
“How bout we help you with your clothing?”
Rob’s murmur tickled her ear and she started, more than a little stunned to discover he’d somehow moved to stand behind her without her even noticing.
Too busy staring at Joseph?
Warm hands smoothed up her back, over her shoulders. His fingers slid up the sensitive column of her neck, brushing at her nape before skimming back down to the neckline of her jacket. There was a slight tug and before she knew it, her jacket slipped from her body, falling to her feet in a crumpled heap of fluro-magenta.
She watched Joseph watching her, his nostrils flaring again, the muscles in his jaw bunched.
I want him to kiss me.
Rob’s hands travelled her shoulders, barely touching her. The slight caress of his palms on her arms through the thin material of her thermal sent a shiver up her spine and she pulled in a shaky breath, her nipples once again hard. Oh, God.
“C’mon, Joe,” Rob spoke against her neck, his lips warm on her flushed skin. “Don’t make me say it.”
Say what, Jenny wanted to ask, but she couldn’t. The way Rob’s hands moved over her shoulders, her arms, down to her palms and back up to her shoulders again seemed to have stolen her words, a gentle caress that somehow still spoke of urgency.
Joseph swallowed, once, twice, his Adams apple working up and down his throat. And then he was standing right in front of her, so close she could feel his body heat seep into her. “You don’t have to, mate,” he said, holding her gaze with his honey-brown eyes. “Not at all.”
He lowered his head, brushing his lips over hers in a kiss that sang of such sweet hesitation her heart stopped for a still moment. Only to burst into fevered flight when he snaked his arms around her waist and yanked her against his body with a growl, his mouth crushing hers.
His tongue plunged past her lips, mating with hers. Battling it with possessive hunger.
So, there is an Australian battle after all. And I’m a part of it.
The surreal, absurd thought wafted through Jenny’s head and she whimpered, curling her arms around Joseph’s neck to press her hips to his. His cock rammed against the flat plane of her belly, a rigid stiff pole not even remotely hidden by the bulk of his snow pants. Its size and width made her head swim, or perhaps that was the feel of Rob’s hands working their way down her waist to the band of own trousers.
“You have a fucking hot body,” he told her, his fingers working their way between her and Joseph until they dipped below the elastic band of her pants. “I saw it last night in the bar. Its lush curves and firm strength revealed by the tight jeans you wore.” He slipped his fingers closer to the mound of her sex, his other hand holding her hip as he pressed his groin to her ass. “The tighter t-shirt.”
Rob pushed his hips forward, his erection—as long and as impressive as Joseph’s—nudging the crevice of her ass cheeks through her snow pants. “Still,” he whispered against her ear, lips nipping her earlobe as he did so, “I think I’d like to see more of it.”
With a gentle but insistent tug, he pulled her back to his hips, his fingers moving to her waistband. Inching it down over her hips. Her thighs. “Oh, yes. I knew you would look like this.”
Joseph broke the kiss, stepping away from her a step to stare at what his friend had revealed. “Jesus Christ,” he said, the words choked. “So did I.”
And this way…
Errr….this bit’s kinda naughty. Just a warning 😉
“I wanted you the second I saw you,” he said, pushing his hips forward into Jenny’s teasing fingers.
“The feeling’s entirely mutual.”
Her whispered confession stabbed into him. At the exact moment she stopped teasing his dick and took his erection in her hand. Raw pleasure washed through his whole body. He shuddered, his balls swelling, his sphincter contracting.
“Fuck a duck, Jenny,” he ground out. “If you squeeze that too hard, I’m going to come.”
She grinned at him, the sides of her mouth curling. “Do you have something else planned?”
He grinned back. “Yes, actually.”
Without preamble, he snared the hemline of her thermal shirt and yanked it up over her head.
“Oh, Hudo,” Rob laughed behind him, “I knew you’d be good at this.”
He let his gaze roam over Jenny’s newly exposed torso, both infuriated and aroused by the silky sheen of her black bra concealing her breasts. He reached out his hand and traced one fingertip along the ribbon-edged cup of her left breast. “I’ve always been one to rise to the challenge.”
Jenny moaned slightly, her skin rippling at the barely-touching contact of his finger. She stared up at him through half-lidded eyes, her hands resting in loose fists beside her head.
“That you have been, my friend,” Rob agreed. “And one for making bad puns. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I have a sweet, hot, tight and very wet pussy to eat.”
Joseph’s ass tightened again on Rob’s dirty proclamation. He hooked his fingers under the edge of Jenny’s bra, holding her gaze with his. “Bon appétit.”
He saw Rob move from the corner of his eye, knowing by Jenny’s sudden intake of breath exactly when his friend’s tongue touched her folds. “Oh.” The single word fell from her on a shaky breath and she arched her back, her knees bending as she placed her feet on Rob’s shoulders. “Yes.”
Joseph swallowed, his heart thumping. Hot lust surged through him and he tugged on the edge of her bra, working the soft cup to the side. Pulling it from her breast until her nipple popped free.
It was perfect. A beautiful dusky pink, round and pebbled and just waiting to be sucked. By him.
He lowered his head, taking the puckered tip in his mouth.
I wrote Triple Dare in 10 days. Once I started, I discovered I just couldn’t stop. Didn’t want to stop. Oh man, was it fun. I was having fun. Writing a menage was FUN! And wicked. And delicious. And naughty. And oh so very sexy.
More came after. Blowing it Off, Tropical Sin, Sunset Heat and Compliance (in the Down and Dirty box set). And all were just as fun to write. Just as sexy. But Triple Dare will, I think, always be my favourite. Your first usually is, right?
What was your first m/f/m menage? Come on, share 🙂
Oh by the way, Sami, Jess and Rhian are sharing their first m/f/m book during the week as well.