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I’m so excited that book 3 in my Wild Crush series is now available. Eternal Brand is the first MMF menage romance I’ve written since Erica’s Choice, and it’s another angsty, lusty tome that I hope you’ll enjoy. It’s already gotten some great reviews!

“One of the (many) things I liked about this book was that each character learned more about themselves as the learned about each other…Add to that some of the hottest ménage sex I’ve read in a while in every combination (MF, MM, MMF, MFM) and it being set in Australia, well it’s no wonder this one went straight to my reread shelf.” 5 Stars, Crystal’s Many Reviewers

“I found it impossible to put this book down… From beginning to end I was caught up in this book; the characters were interesting, their story engaging, and their relationship struggles added realism to an already fascinating story… in my opinion it is author Sami Lee’s best work to date.” Purest Delight Award, Guilty Pleasures Book Reviews

I hope you pick up a copy for yourself 🙂

His present love. His old flame. Can they slay his demons—and build a future?

Wild Crush, Book 3

Emily Irving has enjoyed two years of blissful happiness with Brandon Walker, a man as mysterious as he is compelling. She knows Brand has secrets, but she’s never pushed him to reveal anything. All that changes when an old friend of his shows up and turns her assumptions about the man she loves upside down.

Jet Durante hopes to reconnect with the man he has loved since they were teens. Instead he finds the beautiful and guileless Emily. Yet even as his hopes are dashed, a new and surprising attraction emerges—and so do Jet’s suspicions that Brand hasn’t been completely honest about his past.

Brand’s post-military relationship with Emily has brought his soul close to peace, but when he returns home to find his new love and his old flame in one room, explosive doesn’t begin to describe the atmosphere. The truth shatters Emily’s world, but if they can all survive the flash flood of emotions, there’s a chance they can pick up the pieces—and build something lasting.

Warning: Features one tortured soul, two sexy guys and a whole lot of horses. Also contains scenes of two- and three-way love in any and every conceivable combination.

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You can read an excerpt on my Eternal Brand page at my website.

Cheers!

Sami

 

 

 

Kisses Sweeter Than Wine releases today

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Today marks the release of the third and final book in the Tastes of Seduction series.

The books are all loosely interwoven, but each one stands alone.

Starting off the series is the first book, an MMF menage, Summer Wine. And if you’re curious to know more about it, it’s free for a limited time! You can down load it here:

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Book 2 is the incredibly romantic and oh, so, sexy, MF, Red Red Wine. You can get your copy here:

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And finally, book 3, the very erotic, very sexy MMF, Kisses Sweeter Than Wine:

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KISSES SWEETER THAN WINE

One sip of passion leaves them thirsty for more…

Tastes of Seduction, Book 3

Declan Muirfield never planned to return to the hotel where he broke a woman’s heart and destroyed his prospects for a happy ever after. Until he finds himself strapped in Noah Martin’s passenger seat, being driven—against his better judgment—back to the scene of his crime.

Noah’s spent too many years watching while Declan’s lived the life he’s expected to lead rather than following his heart and living the life he wants. Now Noah’s had enough. It’s time for Declan to confront his past so he can embrace his future—with Noah, as it was meant to be.

And if that future should include a beguiling woman with honey-gold hair, all the better. Under the guise of a working weekend, Noah has invited Violet Harper to join them at the luxury vineyard hotel. Perhaps now the unspoken connection between Violet, Declan and himself can finally develop into something tangible.

Almost immediately, sparks flare out of control, and clothes come flying off in a hot whirlwind of desire. But convincing Declan and Violet that the three of them belong together may prove to be the hardest task Noah has ever undertaken.

Warning: A bottle of white? A bottle of red? Perhaps a bottle of bubbly instead?

Ah, hell, just bring ’em all. We all know good things come in threes.

A LITTLE TEASER:

She had a faraway look on her face, as though she’d tuned out of the whole conversation.

“Vi?” he prompted.

“Hmmm?”

“Penny for your thoughts?”

“I was just wondering…”

“About?”

“About how it feels?”

“How what feels?”

“A blowjob—from a man.”

Noah snorted in surprise.

And Violet slapped a hand over her mouth. “Oh, geez. Tell me I didn’t say that out loud. Tell me. Please?”

“You most certainly did.”

“God, I’m so sorry. I can’t believe I did it again. Just blurted out exactly what I was thinking.” She shoved her glass at Declan. “You’re right. I am drunk. I’ve had altogether too much wine. Take it away. Hide it from me. Somewhere I’ll never find the glass or the bottle.”

Declan just glanced at the wine.

Violet placed her elbows on the table and dropped her head in her hands, hiding her face. “I’m going to sit quietly and pretend I’m not here. You pretend too. Both of you. Just until the buzz wears off. Then I’ll be fine. Promise. No more inappropriate questions.”

Noah leaned across the table. “It feels good, baby,” he whispered. “So damn good.”

Violet froze.

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Kisses is available right now at your favorite ebookstore:

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Happy reading,

Jess

Yes, I’m a REAL Author

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I can’t help it really. I grew up and fell in love with books in a time long before the digital revolution brought e books to the forefront (loooong before :)). I used to love walking into a book store and seeing all those shelves of new unread stories. I loved the smell of both new paperbacks and old. I loved seeing books lined up on my shelves–sometimes I would take them all out and just look at their covers, filled with anticipation at the thought of what I might read next. It was all so delicious! And even though I’m now primarily an e book author and a digital convert (I love the convenience of my Kindle, the instant gratification of downloading any book I want at any time day or night), I have a slight hangover from those early days. I still feel on some level that being a published author isn’t quite real, as in REAL real, until I can pick up my own book in my hands and flip through the pages.OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERA

Ahhhh, smell that anticipation.

Today–ten months after the digital version was released, almost two years since it was accepted, three years since I wrote the first sentence by hand in the notebook I’ve kept by my desk all this time–my MMF erotic romance novel, Erica’s Choice, is finally released in print.

Yep, I’m a real author! (and yes I know digital is real too and I’ve learned to be just as excited, if not more excited by digital release days and seeing my book on digital shelves, but please read the first paragraph again).

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To celebrate I’m running a contest especially for Australian readers (sorry US folk, but if you’re in need of something to read, check out the massive contest they have running over at International Heat this week–heaps of ways you can win a massive booty of reading treasure!).

All you have to do is comment on this post, follow me on twitter, or like Sami Lee Author on Facebook. All new follows/likes/comments will go into the draw to win a signed print copy of Erica’s Choice. You don’t have to do all three, only one of these to go in the draw, but if you do all three your name’s going to go in that hat 3 times (yes, I use an actual hat and my girls draw the names for me :). It’s totally random!).

I’ll keep entries open until the end of the week and make the draw on the weekend.

Erica’s Choice

EC Cover 200x300One three-alarm night ignites a firestorm of complications…

High school teacher Erica Shannon isn’t a one-night stand kind of girl. Pair that with an aversion to relationships, and she’s resigned to no love life at all. Then one horrifying discovery propels her off her take-no-risks path, and into the arms of the stars of her midnight fantasies.

When his friend and fellow firefighter threatens to make a move on Erica, Corey figures he’d better get over the notion that she’s way out of his league—fast—before he has to get in line.

Griff never thought he’d get the chance to introduce Corey to the combustible delights of multi-partner play, until he senses the sheer volume of sexual energy surging beneath Erica’s repressed exterior.

A blazing night of passion has unexpected consequences. Corey is surprised to discover the woman of his dreams, and that he doesn’t mind sharing her—or himself—with Griff. But Griff finds his heart pulled down a romantic path he vowed he’d never venture again.

Erica? She’s got a problem on her hands. Hold two, hardwired-to-rescue firemen at arm’s length—and away from her heart—until she’s fought and won a battle that may well destroy her.

Warning: One tortured woman and two hunky Aussie firemen indulging in three-way love. Scenes of the male/female, male/male, male/male/female and the male/female/male variety (whew!). Also includes anal sex, mild spanking, cussing, phone sex, fire trucks and tearjerker moments.

Thanks everyone!

Sami

 

GLBT month going strong at the Down Under Divas

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When I wrote my first MMF romance, I had several heated discussions with my friends about about why I chose to write this genre. The discussions always amused me. Not because anyone criticized in anyway, and not because they disapproved of the same sex aspect of the romance. They simply couldn’t understand why I’d choose to write MM love scenes as opposed to FF ones. Male and female friends alike all emphatically believed FF loving was way more appealing than MM.

Now I guess I could have chosen to write FFM romance, but the truth is, it doesn’t hold the same appeal to me. I love exploring the dynamics of the MM relationships – simply because it is so foreign. It’s the one thing that as a woman I will NEVER be able to explore personally. And perhaps it’s the mystery of something that I can never be a part of that makes the genre so appealing.

I’ve written three MMFs now and still haven’t quelled my appetite for this particular combination of lovers. The first book I wrote featured MM action only within the threesome. The second had some hot man on man loving separate from the menage and the third featured a MM happy ending. Each book has gotten more explicit and more focused on the men.

The first one I wrote, the least explicit, holds a special place in my heart simply because it was my first. (And yes, we all love our firsts!) I reread some of it now for this blog post, and realize I may have used a ton of cliches while writing. But still, I love the book, and thought I’d post a excerpt for your enjoyment and in honor of GLBT month in the USA.

GOING ALL IN

The higher the stakes, the harder they fall—in love.

(Three Of A kind, Book 1)

Julia Savage’s weekly poker games are tearing her apart. She’s in love with two of her fellow card players, and much as she’d like to pick and confess her true feelings to one man, she won’t. Not if it means risking the love of the other.

Hunter Miles has wanted Julia for four months, and he’s about to deal a hand she couldn’t see coming. He’s determined to give her a New Year’s Eve celebration she never expected. He’s going to seduce her—in front of his friend and rival for her affections, Jay Baxter. But Jay’s not willing to lay down his cards. He’s going after Julia too, and he’s not above bluffing to get what he wants. Either way, one of them is going to win her over.

Unless they change the rules of the game. If they double up, there’s a chance they can split the pot…

Warning: this book contains two hunky heroes, a heroine worth betting on, sizzling hot three way action (m/f/m and m/m/f), a whole lot of unexpected fireworks, and a New Year’s Eve to remember.

AN EXCERPT:

If possible, Hunter’s cheeks turned even redder. “Don’t push me, Jay. I’ll kick your sorry ass out of the door faster than you can blink.”

Jay raised an eyebrow. “So that’s what you want to do with my ass? Kick it?” He snickered in obvious disbelief. “Mate, after the quality of that blowjob, I think there’s a lot more you want to aim at my ass than your foot.”

Julia’s jaw dropped open.

Hunter’s chair crashed to the floor. He was on his feet and advancing on Jay at killer speed.

“Hunter. No!” She grabbed his arm, trying to yank him to a halt. Her shoulder about jerked out of her socket before Hunter reacted to her anxiety and stopped.

“I’m sorry, Jules,” he said without looking at her. He stared daggers at Jay. “But you need to let me go. Now.”

Damn it, so much testosterone flooded the room there was only one way this argument was going to end. With someone lying on the floor, injured. While Jay might be taller than Hunter, Hunter was broader. It was anyone’s guess who’d be the first man down.

Jay stood a little straighter. “No worries, Jules. You can drop your hold on him.”

Not a chance. The muscles bulged in Hunter’s arm, warning Julia he was preparing to throw the first punch.

“See, he’s not going to hurt me,” Jay explained as he stared straight back at Hunter. “He doesn’t want a fight. He wants…this.”

To Julia’s flabbergasted surprise, Jay flashed Hunter. Even from five odd paces away, she could see the way Jay’s cock stood proud and erect. Good God, he was turned on. With all the craziness going on around them, he was aroused.

Before she had a full second to process her thoughts, Hunter had ripped free of her grasp and leapt at Jay. He landed against him with a sickening thud. The force of his attack sent them both crashing to the floor. Jay landed on his back, spread-eagle. Hunter landed on top of him.

Hunter pulled back, lifted his arm and clenched his hand into a fist. He looked murderous.

If his hand connected with Jay’s nose, he’d break it.

Jay said something in a voice so soft Julia couldn’t hear. But Hunter did and he froze. He relaxed his hand then clenched it into a fist again. Then relaxed it.

Julia dropped to her knees, closer to the men. When Jay spoke again, she heard him.

“It’s what you want, Miles.”

“No, Baxter.” Hunter’s hand formed the fist again. Muscle strained in his back and neck. “What I want is to smash your teeth in.”

Again Jay spoke too softly to hear.

“Never,” Hunter roared and his arm flashed through the air.

Before his fist met its target, Jay flipped them both. This time Hunter landed on his back, with Jay on top of him, pinning his body down with his chest and holding his arms with his hands. They were inches away from Julia.

“You’re lying,” Jay snapped. “You want it as much as I do.”

“I want Jules, you stupid fuck. Not you.” Hunter panted as Jay pressed his weight on his chest.

“Then why do you have a massive hard-on?”

Hunter bared his teeth. “It’s adrenaline, asshole. I’m about to beat the shit out of you, and I’m excited by the thought.”

Jay shook his head. “You want to fuck the hell out of me, dickhead.”

“It’s Jules I want to fuck. You I’m gonna beat to a bloody pulp.”

“You want to fuck both of us.”

To Julia’s astonishment, Jay twisted his hips, as though dry-humping Hunter.

“Fuck you,” Hunter bellowed.

“As you wish,” Jay shot back and dropped his head fast.

For the second time in minutes Julia stared slack-jawed. Jay crushed his mouth over Hunter’s in what could only be a bruising kiss.

Hunter froze for a second before roaring back to life. Sheer brute force must have motivated him. Jay lay like a dead weight on top of him, yet in a blur of motion the men rolled a second time, and once again Hunter was on top. “Goddamn you, Jay,” he snarled.

And then his lips were on Jay’s, his tongue pushing for entrance into the other man’s mouth. The kiss looked like a violent scuffle, or a nasty battle of wills, and Julia feared one of them might do permanent damage to the other.

But Hunter gave a small moan, and the fight seemed to ebb out of him. His arms relaxed and the tension in his back visibly slackened. Any violent undertones dissipated in the air around the two men.

Julia watched, gobsmacked, as Hunter’s mouth began to seduce rather than attack, as Jay’s arms wrapped around Hunter’s back and his hands traced the outline of his spine and shoulders. She watched as the kiss transformed into a seductive sharing of passion rather than a lethal end to a friendship.

Jay was right. Hunter did want him.

Had he wanted Jay all along?

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Going All In is available at all your fave ebookstores, including Samhain, Amazon and Barnes & Noble

🙂

Jess

GLBT Month? What a Great Idea!

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To me, being gay was something I always considered normal. I grew up with a homosexual uncle and understood that he simply preferred to spend time with men, so had decided not to marry a woman and have children (paraphrasing my mother’s explanation to a six-year-old as to why her brother wasn’t going to produce me a cousin to play with). Six-year-old me shrugged and thought ‘sure, whatever’ (again, paraphrasing). Also one of my favorite bands when I was little was Queen. I used to dance around singing to ‘Crazy Little Thing Called Love’ and declare that I would marry Freddie Mercury when I grew up. Again, my mother was there to inform me that such a situation was highly unlikely. Oh damn, I thought. Another one who doesn’t want to marry a woman. I was running out of bridegroom options and I was only eight.

Luckily I discovered other Hollywood crushes and moved on from Freddie. Although even now at the age of forty-one I have rather aNPHarrisRTrachtenberg4RS crush on Neil Patrick Harris, so perhaps my stubborn tendency to want what I can’t have has never truly waned :).

When I decided to write a menage a trois story a few years back I thought it would be an MFM, as I had done one of those before. But this time I wanted to see what it was like to write a book that ended in a HEA for all three people, and I figured it would be easier to believe a HEA in that circumstance if the men were also involved with each other (this was me being pragmatic—having two men focussed on one woman is all fun and games in the beginning, but eventually that girl’s gonna get tired, you know what I’m sayin’?).

So, I decided, ‘I’ll write an MMF’.

Easy decision—difficult book to write. But as torturous as it was at times, I fell in love with my characters and am now glad I wrote the book the way I did. The process gave me a fuller understanding of what it might be like to be bisexual, a fuller understanding of love and its awesome power. It’s stronger than society’s expectations, than any one individual’s expecations—because sometimes a person simply loves another person, and their gender becomes secondary to that love. Imagine that!

Thanks for coming to celebrate GLBT month with the Divas!

Erica’s Choice: Excerpt (WARNING: FIVE ALARM HOT!!!!)EC Cover 200x300

With a minimum of preamble, Griff slipped his hand back beneath Erica’s skirt to touch silken skin. She had one foot on each side of the gearstick already, but her thighs fell apart farther when he traced the edge of her cotton underwear.

She was all sultry heat and yielding softness, the embodiment of feminine temptation. Burying his face in the sweet-smelling curtain of her hair, Griff pushed his finger inside her slick channel and groaned at the ease of his entry. “You’re so wet, Red. Tight and soft, just how I want you.”

Her words were a breathless accusation. “You made me this way.”

Griff chuckled and brushed his lips over Erica’s earlobe. “Corey started it, but you liked knowing I could hear everything that was going on. It made you hotter, didn’t it? It made you all slippery and ready for my touch.”

When she didn’t immediately respond, Griff gave her earlobe a sharp little nip. She gasped and thrust her hips into the steady motion of his hand. “Yes,” she admitted. “It turned me on. I like you being here too.”

Corey emitted a guttural noise. There was helpless arousal in the sound, with an underpinning discontent Griff couldn’t deny. Corey had wanted Erica to himself tonight, but here she was wedged between the two of them because Griff had been—face it—a bit of a selfish prick. He’d made sure he got what he wanted, no matter that it usurped Corey’s plans. The fact that Erica wanted this too didn’t nullify what it cost Corey to give up the alone time with Erica he’d been aching for.

Griff had no intention of stealing Erica out from under his friend, even if she was turning out to be a sexual firecracker, a forceful woman capable of ensuring her needs were met. In other words, much more Griff’s type than he’d realized.

He pushed aside the inkling of regret that surfaced at the idea of giving Erica up after only one night. “Corey.” Griff waited until Corey tore his eyes off Erica’s face to meet his gaze. “It’ll be all right. It’s like a treat for her, both of us wanting her so bad, making her feel good. Just this once.”

“Yeah, I get it.” Despite the words, uncertainty remained in Corey’s expression. He licked his lips in a nervous gesture. “What do I do?”

Oh fuck. A thousand possibilities flitted through Griff’s mind, at least half of them things that were definitely not on the menu. His cock jerked inside his jeans. His heart became a wild, hammering thing in his chest.

All because Corey Wachawski had licked his lips and asked for instructions.

Holy shit.

Erica whimpered in disappointment, making Griff realize he’d stilled the motion of his finger. He returned his attention to her, trying to wrestle his unwelcome Corey-related urges back into the lockbox they’d been stuffed in for going on five years now. Firmly reminding himself that they belonged there, always, because Corey’s sexuality was not a malleable thing, the way his was.

“How about it, Red?” His voice was thick, his query slow in coming. Desire seemed to have swollen his tongue. “Do you want Corey to kiss those pretty tits of yours?”

Yes.

Corey was working at the buttons of her blouse before the word was out of Erica’s mouth. Griff saw the other man’s fingers trembling as he parted Erica’s blouse and shifted her bra cups aside, exposing her breasts. The full globes were just visible in the scant light from the dash instruments, but Griff’s breath caught.

Corey sighed. “Erica, you’re perfect.” Then he bent his head to her.

The soft sucking sounds Corey made as he gave Erica’s breasts their due attention made Griff’s cock buck and weep inside his Levis. “That’s it, Cor, suck those tasty nipples. Make her squirm.” Griff wasn’t even sure Corey heard him because his voice was so raspy. He whispered in Erica’s ear. “You like it, Red? You just about ready to come?”

Her incoherent moan wasn’t clear, but the hot spill of her feminine juice on his fingers screamed yes. She was close to losing it. Hell, Griff was close to losing it himself, merely from the sound and smell of her—of both of them.

The metallic noise of Corey’s zipper being lowered rent the claustrophobic space of his car’s interior. Griff squeezed his eyes shut, as though that could somehow lessen the impact of the knowledge that Erica was blindly reaching into Corey’s open jeans and fondling his cock.

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Hot, right? Erica’s Choice is available at all your usual retailers, and probably a few unusual ones as well 🙂

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And it will be out in print next month!!!!

Yay!

Cheers,

Sami