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The party season is just around the corner, though as someone without a traditional day job, my office party usually consists of me and the cats dancing round the living room and snacking on taramasalata… So to get you in the mood, here’s an extract from my Xcite Romance novella, Masked Desires. Summer Quinn is pretending to be her boss Eddie’s girlfriend at a swanky New York masquerade party thrown by his stepsister, Heather, but as the night wears on, the pretence begins to turn into something more real…
As we swayed together, Eddie’s body pressed tightly against mine, I saw Heather standing by the edge of the dance floor, in conversation with a man in a white tuxedo. She’d given a small speech of welcome once we’d all been seated for dinner, thanking us for attending and giving a brief outline of how our donations would be used to provide life-saving equipment for those suffering a rare form of degenerative heart disease. Remembering her comments to Eddie in the bar, I’d wondered as she’d been talking whether this disease was what had killed his father, but somehow it didn’t seem the right time to ask.
Now I looked at her again, ash-blonde hair styled in a sleek up-do, and wearing a sheath dress of ice-blue and silver tones that flattered her cool colouring. Her face was hidden behind a silver half mask that curved up over her left eye in the shape of a crescent moon, but from the movement of her head it was clear she was watching Eddie and me. I wondered whether she bought the act that we’d been together for a while – the lawyers on our table certainly seemed to think that, though they’d never met us before tonight.
And as Eddie held me a little closer and I rested my head on the wide expanse of his shoulder, I wondered just how much of an act this was. We might be able to fake some aspects of our so-called relationship, but the steady pressure of his rising cock against my belly was all too real. Grinding against me as we danced was clearly turning him on. The thought of what that cock might look like, freed from his formal attire and standing proud, made my pussy clench with desire.
Maybe I should have pulled away, made some excuse to go back to our table in an attempt to defuse what had the potential to become a pretty awkward situation. After all, we were only pretending to want each other so badly – weren’t we?
Eddie didn’t seem in the least embarrassed by his growing erection. His hand trailed down from its relatively chaste position in the small of my back, coming to rest on my ass cheek. His palm felt hot through the satin and lace of my clothing, though that could just have been down to my feverish imagination magnifying every sensation. I wanted him to stroke that cheek, squeeze it, maybe even give it a hard slap or two to stimulate the little, hidden part of me that got off on a man displaying his dominant streak. Then I shook my head. I shouldn’t be having fantasies like this; not here, not now.
Except Eddie must have been having similar fantasies too. Just for a moment, his hand smoothed over my ass in possessive fashion. His caress set me tingling, and when I looked up, his lips curved in a secretive smile and he bent to kiss me, angling his head so our masks wouldn’t become tangled together. The touch of his warm, soft lips on mine was the most delightful shock, more unexpected in its way than when he’d kissed me in the bar to make a point to Heather. But this time it didn’t seem like he was kissing me for anyone’s benefit other than his own, and I melted into his embrace, letting his tongue push between my lips to take ownership of my mouth. We’d stopped moving, oblivious to the couples still dancing around us, both of Eddie’s hands on my ass now and my body a breathless, needy mess as his teeth nipped gently at my lower lip.
I’m giving away a copy of my m/m medical novella, Down to Earth, as part of The Romance Reviews’ Year End Splash, but you’ll have to hurry, as you only have today to answer the question I’ve set relating to the story.
Just to remind you what the story involves, here’s the blurb:
It started out the happiest day of Ryan Johnson’s life. At breakfast, his long-time boyfriend Craig accepted his proposal that they enter a civil partnership, and in the afternoon he’s making a parachute jump—a surprise organised by his new fiancé. But when his chute fails to open, experienced skydiver Ryan finds himself in the hospital, in traction and not going anywhere for a while…and everything starts to fall apart.
High-maintenance Craig doesn’t seem to want to be there for him anymore, but down-to-earth Luke—the hottest male nurse Ryan has ever seen—is determined to help him make a full recovery…and maybe even win his heart in the process…
Click on the cover below to go to The Romance Reviews event page. I’ll be notifying the lucky winner once they’ve been announced, so good luck and have fun taking part!
Today I’d like to welcome Wendi Zwaduk to the Naughty Corner. Wendi’s one of my fellow authors in the Totally Bound Whip It Up anthology, and a writer with an interesting take on sex and food…
I want to thank Elizabeth for having me here today. I’m glad to be in an anthology with you! The topic was so much fun to write about—sex and food.
By Bin im Garten (Own work (own picture)) [CC-BY-SA-3.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by-sa/3.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons
My characters, Roxy and Sean get into food play. Adding some sugar and spice is fun. These two take the idea to a new height. Sean’s having a birthday and he doesn’t want to spend it with anyone. If he had his way, he’d be spending it in quiet solitude. His best friend sees things differently. He knows there’s a special woman perfect for Sean’s needs. Enter Roxy. She has trained in the art of Nyotaimori , or the Japanese practice of serving sushi or sashimi on a female nude body. The difference is Sean doesn’t particularly care for raw fish. But he does like Roxy. She knows what she’s getting into when she agrees to play human dinner table for the birthday celebration. What she doesn’t realize is, Sean is her only diner. Among the items for sampling are chocolates, including cake, whipped cream and honey.
The moment Sean sees her, he’s transfixed. He’s always had a thing for Roxy. Having her play the serving role does something for him. He wanted more than a simple dinner with her. Roxy’s taken with him, too. Sean’s an enigma at the restaurant where she works as a regular server. He only comes in rarely and hardly ever speaks. Everyone seems to be afraid of him. Not her.
When I wrote these two, I strove to write simple but realistic people. You could know these two. Roxy has issues like any other woman and she’s not afraid to get her heart broken. Sean is complicated. He’s not one to show his emotions and invite someone into his life—especially someone into his bedroom. There had to be a connection. At first, I thought these two would simply eat the food and have sex. Nope. The food play was integral to their sexual play.
By Paul Downey from Berkhamsted, UK (Cr�me chantilly Uploaded by Diádoco) [CC-BY-2.0 (http://creativecommons.org/licenses/by/2.0)%5D, via Wikimedia Commons
I liked writing Roxy and Sean because they were different but like people I knew in real life. I hope you love these two as much as I do. I hope you enjoy their world, too. Thanks for reading and thanks to Elizabeth for having me.
Here’s a little bit more about my story, Honey and Decadence:
‘Honey and Decadence’ by Wendi Zwaduk
In the Whip It Up Anthology
Contemporary, M/F, Anal Sex, BDSM, Food Play, Fetish, Novella
All work and no play makes life boring…unless there’s a dollop of whipped cream and a studded paddle involved. Then it’s all fun.
Roxy loves her job at the Delight Tonight restaurant, but she longs for more. She’d rather find employment using her accounting skills. Her boss, Sean, has mentioned he’s interested in bringing her on as an accountant. Can she keep her wits about her or will she cave in to the blossoming feelings she has for him?
Sean doesn’t date his staff…ever. Except, Roxy makes him rethink his rules. She’s curvy, sexy and one of the few people he trusts. When he’s given the birthday surprise of his life, he knows he wants Roxy in every way.
Will getting her into his bed translate into a love to last forever, or a lust and chocolate-filled disaster?
Talk about a great surprise. Sean picked up a second berry, then dragged it through the whipped cream. He licked the cream off the crimson strawberry but barely tasted the fruit. He focused his attention on the sight of Roxy, his fantasy girl, covered in food. Elias knew what Sean liked and how to come through in the clinch. Sean trailed his fingers down her leg. She shivered and stuffed her hands under her bottom. He couldn’t have imagined a better display for his birthday supper.
“So pretty.” He sat on the chair, then leaned over her and sucked one of the cherries into his mouth. She closed her eyes and her lips parted farther. The Nyotaimori girls weren’t supposed to react to the patrons—not in a traditional setting. But this, this was not traditional by a long shot. Sean dipped his finger in the whipped cream then drew a heart on her sternum.
Her cheeks flooded with colour and she whimpered.
“Talk to me, Roxy.” He dragged the other cherry in the fluffy white cream, then dangled it over her mouth. “First, take a bite.”
She curled her tongue around the cherry before pulling the fruit from the stem. Her brown eyes glittered and she moaned.
“So sexy.” He hooked his finger in the cake, then smeared frosting on her belly. The contrast of the perky blue frosting and her pale skin turned him on. He swiped his tongue through the sugary concoction, cleaning her up. His cock thickened and the blood rushed through his body. If they were in his bedroom, he’d do so much more with her. So much more.
“Don’t stop,” Roxy panted. She arched her back, offering herself to him. “Please?”
Oh hell yes, he’d take things further. He scooted to the head of the table and cupped her jaw in his hand. The sugary confection on his fingers smudged on her cheek. Time to tell her about their shared past and how much he wanted to give their future a try.
“You’re not wearing your red velvet mask.” He pressed a kiss to her lips, then licked her bottom lip. “It’s sexy as hell, but I like you better without it.”
“You remembered,” she whispered.
“I couldn’t forget.” He kissed her again, this time taking total control of the connection. He tangled their tongues and learnt her taste. When she moaned, he slid one arm behind her neck. “I want to play with you. More than anything we could do at Push and so much hotter.”
Her chest heaved. “Play?” The corner of her mouth curled. “I’d love to be yours for the night.”
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Here’s a little bit more about me:
I’ve always dreamt of writing the stories in my head. Tall, dark, and handsome heroes are my favorites, as long as he has an independent woman keeping him in line. I love playing with words and letting the characters run wild.
NASCAR, Ohio farmland, dirt racing, animals and second chance romance all feature prominently in my books. I also write under the pen name of Megan Slayer. I’m published with Total-E-Bound, Resplendence Publishing, Changeling Press, Liquid Silver Books, Turquoise Morning Press, Decadent Publishing and The Wild Rose Press. Come join me for this fantastic journey!
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It’s all been very hush-hush until now, but the artists formerly known as Total-E-bound have undergone an extensive makeover. They’re now Totally Bound, but though the name has changed, their range of erotic romance remains sizzlingly hot. Their website now has some gorgeous new graphics and is easier than ever to navigate, while the author pages have been revamped to showcase all their books in one place – I was surprised to be reminded just how much I’ve written for them! There’s also a growing number of free reads to download, and gift certificates available so you can treat your friends.
Visit the new site by clicking on the image below, and enjoy a totally new reading experience…
Lovers of men in uniform, this is what you’ve been waiting for! Here’s a first look at the cover for the Total-e-bound Stand To Attention military-themed m/m anthology.
With a line-up including Sean Michael, Jambrea Jo Jones, Lily Harlem, Noelle Keaton and Lucy Felthouse (whose love of all things uniform extends to editing the very well received Uniform Behaviour anthology) as well as myself, you know these soldiers are going to pack some serious heat.
More about the anthology, and my tale of a soldier on leave in Amsterdam, An Act of Duty, nearer the time of release…