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Compliance: The Tale of a Nerd, A Jock and a Whole Lotta Action…

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I came to the realisation I had a thing for nerds somewhere around the age of seventeen. Up until that point I only dated jocks. At seventeen…ish, I realised I actually enjoyed having a conversation. That was when I discovered a brain is sexy, maybe even sexier than a body. Of course, a nerd WITH a body is the ultimate fantasy for me, so it would make sense when I turned my mind to writing Compliance (my contribution to the Down Under Diva’s Down and Dirty box set) I would write a sexy nerd hero, right? This is exactly the kind of nerd I had in mind…

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Right there. That’s my nerd.

Just in case we’re not sure about the sexiness of a nerd, here’s some more images to whet your appetite…

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Of course, Compliance is a male/female/male menage story. And you know, if you’re in the middle of a male/female/male manwich, and one side of that manwich is a nerd, the other side has to be a jock, yes? To balance out your diet. A jock that looks like this, perhaps…

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Mmmmm…

Who wouldn’t want to have each of the above? Which would you chose? The nerd or the jock?

Bethany Sloan sure couldn’t decide when she found herself in lust with nerd and a jock. Of course, the New Yoker decided she didn’t have to. She was on vacation after all, only planning to spend two week in Australia. And then she met nerd, Logan Hill and jock, Curtis Clarkson, two hot Aussie guys and the most unlikely of best friends, and knew she had to have the both. At the same time. Together. Like, all three of them getting it on. A lot…and went about making sure that happened.

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EXCERPT

Standing there on Logan’s balcony with the humid summer air kissing her bare skin, and Logan’s and Curtis’s stunned stares roaming her body, Bethany had never ever been so turned on.

And nervous.

And excited.

And scared.

Fear had never gripped her before. She approached life without fear or hesitation, a lesson learnt the hard way after her brother had committed suicide due to the fear of living his life the way he wanted.

She swore she would never do that, never let her heart race with terror, her stomach knot with apprehension. But right now, she was scared.

Scared Logan and Curtis were going to reject what she so obviously presented.

Drawing a deep breath, aware it made her breasts rise and fall, she arched an eyebrow. “Questions?”

Logan didn’t move.

Curtis frowned.

Neither said a word.

Bethany’s tummy clenched. She licked her lip, her mouth suddenly dry. Okay, this wasn’t quite going the way she’d expected. She kind of assumed they’d be—

“What’s the tattoo say?” Logan’s low voice stroked her sanity.

She hitched in a breath, touching the single word inked into the skin beneath her pierced belly button. “Courage.”

Logan moved.

A single stride that destroyed the distance between them.

Stare locked on hers through the lenses of his glasses, he buried his hands in her hair, lowered his face to hers and took possession of her lips with his.

Liquid shards of heat sank into Bethany’s core. She gasped into his mouth, the action granting his tongue access to hers. He took it, a savage kiss of dominating hunger and need.

Bethany’s head swam. Fresh heat pooled in her belly. Oh God, she had not expected Logan to be like…this. Fuck, the sheer power in the kiss, the barely restrained desire of his tongue and lips was enough to propel her to the edge of sexual eruption already.

A whimper escaped her, the sound captured by Logan’s mouth a second before he tore his lips free of hers. “Ask me again if I’m hungry?” he murmured, his breath ragged.

Bethany licked her lips, not in a lame attempt at seduction. It was clear she didn’t need to resort to such measures now, not with Logan at least. His kiss had shaken her to the core, but she wanted more. Not just from him, but from…

Breath puffing from her in shallow pants, she slid her stare from Logan to where Curtis stood motionless, watching them both.

An inferno of lust and want burned in his blue eyes. His nostrils flared. His jaw bunched. “What about you, Curtis?” she asked, her voice a dry rasp.

Logan balled his fists tighter in her hair. A low groan fell from him. She didn’t need to drag her stare from Curtis to know Logan still studied her. If it wasn’t for the fact he pressed his hips harder to hers and rubbed the solid pole of a very impressive erection against her belly, she would have worried her question to Curtis had disturbed him. Perhaps it did, but his body’s response spoke otherwise.

Oh God, Bethany, what are you doing? What if they…

“You’re hungry, aren’t you, Curtis,” Logan stated, his breath hot on her cheek.

Curtis regarded her. The muscle in his jaw clenched again. “I’m hungry,” he agreed. His Adam’s apple slid up and down the strong column of his throat. “But are you sure you want to share, mate?”

The low laugh that rumbled in Logan’s chest turned the apprehensive nerves in Bethany’s belly into an urgent need, a ravenous want. She’d never heard such a confidently aroused sound. Ever.

She slid her stare up to Logan’s face, her breath catching at the open desire in his eyes. “Are you?” she asked.

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Want more? You’re in luck, because Down and Dirty releases in 4 days! Friday 27th of June you can buy the full set on Amazon, and in the meantime you can add it to your Smashwords library or preorder it from AReKobo and iBooks (and if you download the sample you get to read the first 2 chapters of Sami Lee’s Burning Up before the set releases).

 

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Burning Up in Australia

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Down and Dirty Special with quoteWhen we Divas first decided to do a boxed set of short MFM erotic romance stories, I was thrilled. I’d had a story idea in the back of my mind for a little while, but wasn’t sure whether to write it or not, nor did I know when I was going to get around to it. The boxed set gave me the impetus to get cracking, and as is usually the case when I write something short, I had a blast doing it! (I really need to write short more often, as it’s a nice little stress relief between these long and emotionally taxing tomes I tend to pen. If only most of my characters weren’t so full of angst I might be able to do it :).)

In Burning Up, there’s relatively little angst, especially when you compare it to the story it follows up. You see, Burning Up is a spin off of Erica’s Choice, which was kind of a big SERIOUS book eh? It’s not a sequel so can be read completely independently, but it stars some of the characters from Erica’s Choice. Pam spencer, Erica’s best friend and two more firefighters from Ashton Heights Firehouse, Steve Waller and Rob McConnell, are the trio in question. They lingered in my mind after I wrote Erica’s book, and let me tell you, Pam, Steve and Rob showed me an AWESOME time :).

Blurb:

Pam Spencer is sick of looking for love in all the wrong places. Sure, she wants a solid relationship, but if steamy casual sex is on offer, who is she to turn it down? Especially when the offer comes from not one, but two smokin’ hot firefighters.

Steve Waller has a serious thing for Pam, but she seems more interested in his mate Rob McConnell. When they both realise Pam is open to a threesome, they jump at the chance. Too bad Steve really wants Pam all to himself. But love can’t blossom out of a crazy one night three way. Can It?

And here’s just a teeny snippet from the first 3 way kiss the characters share:

Pam wriggled a little, an indication that she’d like some space. But Steve merely tightened his grip on her waist. To add to her torment, he even pressed his lips to her ear, brushing a hot breath over it that made her shiver. “You feel okay there, Pammy?”

Her response came out as little more than a rasp. “I don’t understand.”

She feared that was a lie. She feared she did understand all too well what Steve and Rob had planned for her.

Confirming her suspicions, Steve whispered. “Then we’ll show you. Do it, Rob.”

In an instant, Rob’s large hand was bracketing her jaw. The next thing Pam knew, his lips were on hers.

Softness. So much softness. She should have expected it from Rob, the nice guy, but she hadn’t. She’d imagined him passionate and out of control. But this kiss…it was lovely. He brushed his lips against hers, requesting her compliance before working her mouth open. Too shocked by the turn of events, Pam didn’t resist as Rob slid his tongue into her mouth. Her heart pounded as he deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue over hers, stroking her waist…

No. That was Steve stroking her waist, Steve’s hand moving upward, and upward, until his fingers encountered the underside of her breast through the thin cardigan and silky camisole. Her nipple beaded, anticipating his touch. She wanted him to touch her there, to stroke her flesh to a hard point while Rob kissed her into a state of dreamy desire. She wanted it so badly, she arched her spine, writhing now not in protest, but in invitation.

Want more? You’re in luck, because Down and Dirty releases in 5 days! Friday 27th of June you can buy the full set on Amazon, and in the meantime you can add it to your Smashwords library or preorder it from ARe, Kobo and iBooks (and if you download the sample you get to read the first 2 chapters of Burning Up before the set releases).

Can’t wait for release day!

Sami