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once he claims a taste of her ‘Digger’ #EroticRomance #MCRomance @AuthorLynnBurke @evernightpub

Digger
Fallen Gliders #3
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Artwork: Jay Aheer, Simply Defined Art
Heat Level: 4
Keywords: MC Romance, Contemporary, Erotic

Be Warned: menage sex (MFM), anal sex, double penetration, bondage


Digger is one badass bastard hell-bent on protecting his Fallen brothers–no matter the cost. He’s also ugly as shit, scarred for life by one of the men who gang-raped his mother. Born of violence and only wanted by women for his massive cock, he lives an unfulfilled life while secretly yearning for more.

Maci Irving is his opposite, a kind-hearted soul who wants to care for everyone she meets. She’s also one of his brother’s flavors of the month. Fuck the world, and fuck the dark sedan tailing him everywhere he goes—once he claims a taste of her he’ll do everything he can to keep her.

With his heart in her hands, can he convince Maci to stay with him and become his old lady, or will his violent lifestyle and its consequences end up to be more than she can bear?
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EXCERPT:
“Capone said you could make me forget my own name,” she whispered while running her hands up over my chest.
My pecs flexed on their own beneath her firm touch. “Is that what you want?”
Lower lip sucking between her teeth, she nodded. Wetness coated her eyes, and fuck the goddamn ache that knifed through my chest. “You’re sure?”
“Yes,” she whispered, pressing closer so her pussy rested against my straining cock.
Fuck, did she tempt me like no other woman I’d gotten my hands on. What she needed was rest, strong arms to hold her close as she slept.
I slipped my hand up over the back of her tight t-shirt, beneath her silken hair to hold her nape. “If you want to stop, just say so, and you have my word that we will.”
She leaned in and kissed me.
Mind fucking blown.
Soft and pliant, sweet yet minty … goddamn did I fall under the beautiful witch’s spell. Rather than take control and plunder the ever-loving shit out of her mouth, I held back, tracing my tongue along her lips rather than fucking her mouth. She opened to me with a sigh, and I gently threaded my fingers through her hair, angling her head.
My arm banded around her back, tugging her closer until her pert tits pressed against me. Slow rolls of my hips against her pussy tightened my balls and made her whimper against my lips.
Two pairs of fucking jeans in our way … and my brother I’d forgotten about.
I tore my mouth from Maci’s. Eyes hazed over, she stared at me, swollen lips parted.
Capone sat back in my chair, legs spread, hand sliding over his bulge, a smirk on his face. Fucker loved to watch almost as much as he loved to get his dick wet.
I massaged the back of Maci’s head and wiped the moisture off her lower lip with my thumb, torn over doing the right thing by taking a rain check until she was in a better frame of mind.
She flicked her tongue out, and I slid my thumb into her mouth without thought.
Goddamn. I groaned as she swirled her tongue and sucked. My cock jerked, and she ground her pussy against me. “Christ, woman.” Swallowing back another groan, I grabbed her ass in my palms and stood. Fuck it. I’d give her exactly what she wanted and then some. I just had to trust she’d stop us if it was too much.
Maci wrapped her legs around me as though they belonged there.
I nodded toward the hallway, and Capone hopped out of his chair to lead the way. He dimmed the lights as I knelt on the bed, sliding Maci to the center. She clung to me, but I pulled back onto my haunches.
Pale hair spread over my pillows, pulse in her neck fluttering, eyes wide and filled with need. The desire to see her like that every day of my fucking life welled over me like a nine-foot wave.
Should have freaked me the fuck out. Shouldn’t have enjoyed the satisfaction sizzling through my blood. Mentally, I pulled back, telling myself to keep my suspicions in place. Keep myself safe from rejection.
“You’re fucking perfect,” I said, running my fingers up her thighs, over her hip bones, under her shirt. Her nipples pressed against the thin fabric, tight buds calling out for attention. I palmed her tits beneath her shirt, and she arched into my touch, lower lip once more between her teeth.
“You like my hands on you.”
“God, yes.” She gasped as I rolled both nipples between my fingers.
“Capone?” I scooted back and flicked the button on her jeans as my brother climbed onto the bed and took over where I’d left off with her tits.
Maci gasped as he closed his mouth over her nipple, t-shirt and all, grasping the back of his head to hold him close.
 A muscle in my jaw flinched to see his mouth on her, but our time together was for her pleasure, fulfilling one of her fantasies—not getting my balls twisted with jealousy.
She doesn’t belong to you, I told myself while sliding down her zipper.
Yet, another voice whispered in my head, clenching my jaw.
© Lynn Burke 2018

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the wolves who will set her free… ‘Snow’ #reverseharem #paranormalromance #eroticfairytale #Shifters @erzabetbishop

 
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Fairytales can bite…
To look to the future, sometimes you have to unearth the secrets of the past.
Snow longs to find a true love of her own, but when her father returns from war with a new bride, her carefully planned out life slips through her fingers. Her new stepmother, the Queen, harbors a dangerous secret. One malicious kiss sends Snow tumbling into a sinister landscape of dark desires and a new manifestation that can save her or destroy everything she’s ever held dear.
Darkness can hide the most sultry of nights.
Gideon and his men guard the king, but even they can’t protect him from his murderous new bride. When the castle falls prey to the Queen’s ire, they find themselves under the spell of the moon. Can they harness their new reality to protect the newest target of the Queen’s wrath, or will they once again be victims of her unholy power play?
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Excerpt:
The new Queen stood in front of the fireplace, her hand on the ties of her gown. She flicked her hair over her shoulder and smiled, knowing the King’s gaze followed her every move. It had taken her years to reach this place, to claim the blood-right her sister had stolen from her so many years ago. The King watched her with lust in his eyes, no different than any other man. All it had taken was some small manipulations and a lost battle for her to come to be in just the right place for him to save her.
He was a fool, but then she expected that. A pair of breasts and the opening between her legs would give her everything, but first she would take her time. Her body lush with the essence of her victims, she tempted him, and he had succumbed. Now all that was left was to share herself with the man who would be her future. For a few mere hours.
“Do you find me attractive, husband?” She loosed a tie and the dress fell further down, revealing more of her pale flesh, until it slipped from her lithe form, pooling into a heap of discarded fabric on the chamber floor. She edged closer to him, letting the glow of the fire outline her body in the dimly lit room.
“Come here.” He jerked her forward so she landed hard against his chest. Crushing her lips against his own, he fumbled with the opening of his breeches, taking out his cock. A chill blast of air slid through the room, and he shuddered against her.
“Is that your wedding gift to me then?” She pressed her lips to his and wrapped her hand around his shaft. “This hard pike?” She manipulated him back against the bed, knowing full well the power she held in the palm of her hand. She squeezed his shaft and brutally released him, shoving him back.
The surprised expression flitting across his features quickly changed to anger. He laid there, his member exposed. “You dare.”
She climbed on the bed, rubbing her breasts and body up over his legs until she reached his cock once more. Wrapping her fingers around it, she smiled as he moaned, all but moldable clay in her hands.
“I dare much, highness.” She mounted him and impaled herself on his cock, taking great joy in the gasp that sprang from her husband’s lips. “This night is only the beginning.” Her nipples tightened against the chill of the room, but with each thrust of her hips, she grew warmer, and her magic stronger.
“You…” He tried to rise, but she slammed him back down, grinding herself into the root of his cock. “Ugh!” The King groaned, his eyes fluttering as his body toiled, twisted in the confines of the spell she’d wrapped around him.
“Yes. I am all that you desire, in this life or the next. Spill for me, my King. I have need of your soul.” She ground into him, rubbing her breasts against his chest and kissed him, her teeth catching on his lip, drawing blood.
“No…”
“Oh yes. Fuck me harder.” She rode him. Deeper and deeper, her tendrils of power sank into his body until the slack look on his face betrayed his vanquished spirit.
“Foul bitch. I’ll kill you.” But the words rang hollow as his strength poured into her.
She laughed, her pussy tightening around his cock as she pounded him into the bedding. 
“Everything you have. Everything you desire, my King. It shall be mine.” She leaned down and gave his lip another vicious bite at the same time she lifted her body from his, only to slam down hard on his length once more. “I’ll take what should have been mine long ago.”
He came with a shout, his hot seed jetting inside of her, then slumped down against the bed sheets never to rise again, jaw slack, his head lolling to one side.
The Queen rose from his body, letting it fall where it may. She sauntered to the trunks that held her belongings, running her hands over the tops of several. “There you are.” Pressing a hidden lever, she opened it to reveal an overlarge mirror set in a gilt frame. She stood in front of it, the mirror revealing her lush curves and now even tighter skin. The cool chill of frost crept across the chamber wall and her lips curved up in a diabolical smile.
Beautiful. There was no one to compare with her. No one at all. Her red hair fell to her thighs and she ran her hands along her concave stomach and shapely breasts.

 

“Now, let’s see who is the fairest in the land.” The mirror panned to a young woman with long dark hair and plentiful curves. She saw her sister in the girl and her rage knew no bounds. “I should have ended your life on that night in the wood, the same as I ended your mother’s.”
 
 
 
 
About the author:
 
Erzabet Bishop is a USA Today Bestselling and award-winning author of paranormal and erotic romance. She lives in Houston, Texas and when she isn’t writing about sexy shifters or voluptuous heroines she enjoys playing in local bookstores and watching movies with her husband and furry kids.
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giving into explicit desire… the ‘Arousing’ #series #Erotic #Suspense @authorcamj @SDSXXTours

Arousing Consequences
The Arousing Series Book 1
by Cam Johns
Genre: Erotic Suspense
***** Warning- Explicit sexual scenes between consenting adults in a safe
setting. *****
Exposing the truth…giving into explicit desire…finding love.
Book One introduces Karisma Washington who has just graduated college and
looking forward to moving on with her life, following the untimely
murder of her father Blair Washington. If it weren’t for the constant
support of her boyfriend, Kevin Matthews, there’s no telling how deep
her depression would have taken her. Support she thought she couldn’t
live without, which, in turn, carried their relationship regardless
of the discontent building between them.
Here it is, a few years later, and she’s now ready to start her career at
the top Rehabilitation Center of Seattle. The place where characters
come into play compelling rousing desires, carnal elation and amorous
internal struggles. Karisma is finally impelled to realize her life
is worth more than Mr. Right Now. But is her new crush really better
for her? Lies told, truths withheld, and awakening sexual thoughts
arise…where all choices are forced to face consequences.
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The Arousing Series Book 2
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Finding my way back into her arms.
There comes a time in a man’s life when you have to face the past, to
build the future. I tried avoiding it at all costs. Tried masking it.
Tried pushing it back to that far side of your brain where my secrets
hide. Then, everything changed when I met her. The woman of my
dreams. My future. My soul. Karsima. Our life together thus far
hasn’t been blissful and let’s face it, she’s been
stalked…shot…and above all, deceived. By everyone, including
myself.
Seeing her leave, carrying my child only intensifies my desire to keep her
in my life and there’s only one way to do that. My secrets have to
be revealed. As our saga continues, I can only pray that our love
will withstand what was done in the dark.
Arousing Inferno
The Arousing Series Book 3
***** Warning- Explicit sexual scenes between consenting adults in a safe
setting. *****
Taking back control.
I’m sick of this! It’s been a year of secrets that have revealed
themselves at the cost of my life. Who knew that meeting the man of
my dreams…my future…the other half of my soul would uncover such
turmoil. Turmoil that may be beyond our control, but our future can’t
survive until the secrets of the past are diminished…or killed.
That secret being Thomas Malcolm.
That lowlife snake who has tried to destroy my father, Jackson, and me…my
family. I’ve even had to kill someone because of him! I’m done
with this. Done with letting Malcolm run our lives. Done living in
fear. Done waiting for his next formidable move. It’s my turn. And
I’m nobody’s pawn! It’s time to end him…end this…Inferno.
Okay, so I’m not one of those people that woke up one day and decided, “you
know what, I think I’ll write a book today.” Who am I kidding,
yes I am. However, I came to the decision because my fiancé was
struggling with his MS, and sometimes when things that heavy are
going on in your life, you need an outlet. So, that’s just what I
did. I started with just writing poems, which turned into short
stories, then what do you know…a whole book! Trust me, I’m no
genius! But I feel you might enjoy some of the things I decided to
put on paper. Some may think, “My goodness she’s got a foul
mouth!” Especially anyone that knows me, but what can I say, I
must’ve been a sailor in my past life!
Anyway, enjoy!
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hearts became entwined ‘His True Queen’ #Contemporary #Erotic #Romance @JodiEllenMalpas @SDSXXTours

HIS TRUE QUEEN
The Smoke and Mirrors Duology #2
by Jodi Ellen Malpas
Genre: Contemporary/Erotic Romance
Pub Date: 8/7/18
The breathtaking conclusion of the Smoke & Mirrors Duology.
A beautiful, defiant princess. A renowned, sinfully gorgeous Hollywood
actor.
A love affair that is sure to rock the British Monarchy…and the world.

Their love affair began intensely and passionately. Princess Adeline and Josh Jameson
knew any future together was impossible—her status as a princess and his
standing as a Hollywood heartthrob dictated that. But the heights of
pleasure they could take each other to were wildly unanticipated by
them both. Josh’s absolute disregard for Adeline’s status quickly
drew her into his hedonistic world. And her perfectly worn mask and
false façade captivated Josh to the point of obsession. The
boundaries became blurred. The physical became emotional. Their
hearts became entwined.

But a cruel turn of events rips their worlds apart and Adeline is more bound than
ever by the protocol and expectations her title commands. The army of royal
advisors who guard the secrets and scandals of the Monarchy will go
to unthinkable lengths to keep the smoke and mirrors in place…and
Josh away from Adeline. She knows the power she possesses comes with
agonizing sacrifices. Walking away from Josh devastates her…but it
keeps him safe from the corrupt institution that has ruled her life.

Yet Josh refuses to
lose the woman who has consumed him so completely, distorted his
boundaries, and stripped him of all sensibility.

Will the power of the
British Monarchy triumph? Or will their fierce love for each other
change the course of history?
The Controversial Princess
The Smoke and Mirrors Duology #1
Her father is The King of England.
She is The Controversial Princess.
Regarded as down to earth by the press and rebellious by the King, Princess
Adeline refuses to bow to the royal expectations her title carries.
She knows better than anyone that the united front of the Royal
Family is nothing but smoke and mirrors – lies and secrets masked by
power and privilege. She wants no part of it, and she will never
surrender to the King’s demand to marry a man she does not love.
But despite Adeline’s determination to retain her free will, she
remains deeply unfulfilled, feeling caged and suffocated.
That is until she meets Josh Jameson. Drawn in by his confidence, Adeline
is soon captivated by the scandalously sexy American actor. His
ability to penetrate her defences overwhelms her – his touch is pure
fire, and his allure overpowering. Nothing has ever made her feel so
alive in a world where she’s otherwise slowly drowning. However,
while Josh may be Hollywood royalty, he’s not actual royalty, and
Adeline knows the King and his advisors will do everything in their
power to keep them apart.
But Josh Jameson becomes the princess’s ultimate vice.
And although she bows to no one, she bows to him.
Jodi Ellen Malpas wrote her debut series, The This Man Trilogy, in secret,
worried about what people might think if they knew what her
imagination was capable of. She was shocked herself. But she finally
found the courage to unleash her creative streak and self-published
THIS MAN – the first book of the This Man Trilogy – in October 2012.
She took a chance on a story with a hero who soon became one of
modern day fictions most prolific alpha male characters. Jesse Ward –
also affectionately known as The Lord of The Manor, sparked
incredible reactions from women across the globe and catapulted Jodi
into the world of women’s fiction. With so much love and enthusiasm
from her readers, and a thirst for more of her words, Jodi suddenly
wasn’t afraid of her imagination anymore. She went on to write The
One Night Trilogy with the delectable and mysterious Miller Hart, and
stole the hearts of her readers once again. She’s now a proud #1
New York Times bestselling author – all seven of her published
novels having hit the New York Times best sellers list – as well as
a Sunday Times bestseller and international bestseller. Her work is
published in over 20 languages across the world.
Jodi was born and raised in the Midlands town of Northampton, England,
where she lives with her two boys and a beagle. She is a
self-professed daydreamer, a Converse & mojito addict, and has a
terrible weak spot for Alpha Males. Writing powerful love stories and
creating addictive characters has become her passion – a passion
she shares with her devoted readers
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A killer forces them on the run… ‘Poked by the PO PO’ #Erotic #Romance #ROTG @TLeeGarland1 @evernightpub

Poked by the PO PO
by T. Lee Garland
Release date: August 9, 2018
Publisher: Evernight

Blurb:

A killer forces them on the run…
Assistant DA Nicole Bevens is a fierce opponent in the courtroom and demands justice for her clients. She’s as smart as she is beautiful, but when her former step-father breaks out of prison and comes after her intending to make her his next victim, she is placed into protective custody.
Detectives Trey Marsh and Jordan Wallace will do whatever it takes to protect Nicole—even if that means letting her have her way with their bodies. When trouble comes their way, they will put themselves in harm’s way to safeguard the woman they’ve come to love

Author Bio:

T Lee Garland lives in Clarksville, Tennessee. One of her first memories as a child is her Uncle Roy giving her a Little Golden book for her Birthday. That’s all it took, she was hooked on reading. She read her first romance book at seventeen and never looked back. She loves a bad boy who doesn’t know how good he really is. As a matter of fact she married one! She loves writing strong female characters who know what they want and aren’t afraid to go after it.
She shares her home with about one hundred Barbies, countless books and movies, a rescued beagle named Samwise Gamgee (Sammie for short) and a plump, elderly cat named Coco. She is most proud of her two sons, who remain her true-life heros.
And in case you were wondering that Little Golden book is still one of her most priceless treasures…forty-nine years later.

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Excerpt:

Don’t worry, Ms. Bevens, we’ve got you covered. I have a couple of detectives on standby. Marsh and Wallace are two of my best. They are ex-military and experienced. They have been briefed on the situation and are ready to move you to a secure location. You will be put into protective custody until Mann is located and apprehended.”
“Babysitters? No, thanks, Chief, it won’t come to that. I can take care of myself.”
“I don’t think you understand, Nicole. This isn’t a suggestion. This is a direct order. As your boss, I insist that you agree to being placed under protective custody.” He could see her mouth open to protest and he quickly held up his hand. “Just, until Mann is located, you will be off the clock.”
Nicole jumped to her feet, her eyes wide with disbelief. “James, you can’t do that. I have pending cases. You just had me pulled from court, for heaven’s sake. I’m in the middle of an important trial. The victim is counting on me. I can’t let her down.”
“I understand and I’ve already taken care of that. I have transferred your active cases to other attorneys in the office. The pending cases have been delayed whenever possible and reassigned to others when we were not able to get them deferred.” Perkins shook his head. “Don’t fight this, Nicole, because you won’t win. This order is coming from the top. We all know how dangerous Mann is and I’m not going to chance the life of my best prosecutor and especially one I consider a friend.”
Chief Howard stood up from behind his desk and cleared his throat. “Ms. Bevens, Detectives Marsh and Wallace are waiting to escort you to your home to gather some clothing prior to heading to the room we have reserved at a local hotel.” Chief made a hand motion and the door swung open. Entering were the two large men she had seen earlier. “Ms. Bevens, this is Detectives Marsh and Wallace. You will be in good hands.”
They smiled at her and Marsh stepped forward and offered his hand. “Trey Marsh, Ms. Bevens. We actually met once before last year in court. I testified at a hit-and-run you were prosecuting.”
His large, warm hand gripped Nicole’s and his smile lit up the room. He had caused her many sleepless nights, thinking of how his smooth, shaved head would feel between her thighs. Women in the courtroom had audibly sighed when he entered the room. His smile was infectious and Nicole smiled back. “Yes, I remember, Detective Marsh. We won, as I recall, thanks to your expert testimony. Sorry you’re now stuck on babysitting duty.”
He shrugged his massive shoulders and flashed that smile, and Nicole felt her core tingle and heat pool at her center. “It’s my pleasure, actually. The law enforcement community respects your hard-nose approach in the courtroom. We’re on the same side, to get the bad guys.” His voice was silky smooth like rich, melted chocolate. He had a way of pulling her into his circle and making her feel safe, warm, and welcome. Nicole liked that about him instantly.
“Ms. Bevens, I’m Jordan Wallace. Unlike Marsh, I haven’t had the pleasure yet.”
The boy next door on steroids gripped her hand and gave it a firm shake. His eyes were amazing. They were even bluer up close, his gaze hitting her body like laser beams, and instantly she felt her panties go wet. She squeezed her thighs together to contain the mini orgasm-shudder that coursed through her body.
“Thank you, Detective Wallace, the pleasure is mine.” Nicole’s eyes swept the room, landing on all four men. Being the only woman in a room full of men was not a new experience for her, but somehow this was different. She sensed that these men actually cared about keeping her safe. Never having known a father, this male protectiveness was a new one for her and she wasn’t sure how she felt about it. “Chief Howard, James, thank you.”
“Stay safe, Nicole. We’ll be in touch,” James said.
Chief Howard stood and shook her hand. “Ms. Bevens, rest assured the department will use every resource we can bring to the table to recapture Mann. He can’t hide from us forever.”
Nicole certainly hoped not. She needed her life back and the sooner the better. She turned to her assigned bodyguards. My goodness, being locked up with these two was going to be interesting. Especially when her body was reacting like a teenager with its first crush and her mind was playing what if games with her. Nicole shrugged. She was always up for a challenge and these two would certainly be that and more.

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But how can she resist him? ‘Hawk’ #MCRomance @AuthorLynnBurke @evernightpub

HAWK, FALLEN GLIDERS #2
is now available!

Hawk
Fallen Gliders #2
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Artwork: Jay Aheer, Simply Defined Art
Projected Release Date: July 26, 2018
Keywords: MC Romance, Contemporary, Erotic, May/December

*Be warned: Spanking, anal sex


As a member of the Fallen Gliders, bad boy biker Hawk Richards tends to use his fists first and has fucked his way through the club whores. Life has been a never ending supply of bikes, women, and beer. When his brother hands in his colors, Hawk is sworn in as the new Sergeant at Arms and struggles to find meaning in the club and his existence. Until her.

Janie is curvy as fuck and the sweetest thing Hawk has ever seen. The young woman with the joy of life in her eyes is everything he’s been missing, everything he’s ever wanted. When the little butterfly falls into his arms, he wonders if someone might finally look beyond his ink and reputation to see the man hiding underneath.

Janie’s life has always been a roller coaster, and even though she’s flying high with Hawk, she knows a crash is inevitable. The last thing she wants is for him to be burdened with picking up the pieces. But how can she resist him? His touch makes her burn, and every minute in his bed intensifies her craving for more.

Can Hawk convince Janie he wants her for the long haul, or will the secret she keeps tear him from her side forever?




EXCERPT:

We’d been in Sturgis for almost a week, and I hadn’t fucked a single woman. My outlook on life sucked the previous couple of months, to the point the thought of having my cock shoved down a willing throat or burying myself balls-deep in some random cunt didn’t even twitch my dick. I felt like a wind-blown leaf with no sense of purpose, no desire for sex or companionship. I’d taken to drinking harder stuff than my usual beer but knew the slump I floundered in wouldn’t end well unless I decided to pick my ass up and figure out my life.
Perhaps today’s the day, I told myself, picking up the shot of whiskey our waitress sat in front of me.
A flash of red-brown hair drew my gaze to the far left before I could pop out the toothpick and down my drink. A little butterfly with gray-green eyes flashing along with her wide smile. Dimple, full lips, high cheekbones—a fucking model in a tight tank and Daisy Dukes.
My cock thickened inside my leather pants, and my head turned as she slowly passed by the picture window, her face animated and lips moving as she chatted with her friends, the joyful gleam in her eyes snaring me tight. She radiated life, an exuberant, light step while I wallowed in my shit life.
Jealousy and yearning for what she experienced clenched my chest, and I found myself rubbing a hand over tattooed pecs I spent hours sculpting on a daily basis.
The little butterfly passed beyond the window, and I sat back, not realizing I’d leaned forward to keep her in sight.
“Finally see something worth fucking?” Jonny asked with an elbow to my ribs.
“Fuck, yeah. Reddish hair—not the dyed kind—and tits out to here,” I said around my toothpick, holding my hand out a few inches away from my chest. “Young and full of life.”
One of Jonny’s eyebrows rose. “What the fuck you sitting here for?”
I hesitated to glance around the group of men—fellow Fallen Gliders from across the States, discussing the lighter aspect of business. A large meeting had taken place the night before, the heads of the chapters sitting down to discuss the future of our club. Just more depressing shit to pile on life.
“Go on,” Jonny encouraged, elbowing me again.
 I hopped off my stool and pushed my way through the crowd for the front door. At six-foot-five, I had no trouble seeing over most of the heads bobbing to my right as I stepped out onto the sidewalk.
The roar of mufflers and cranking music from Christ knew where filled my ears as I breathed in the scents of exhaust, sweat, and cheap perfume in the night air. I took a half-dozen steps to the right, scanning the crowd of people on the sidewalk in front of me before pulling up short. No fucking way I was going to find her unless I acted like an asshole and shoved people out of my way while hurrying the way she’d gone.
Curses flew from my lips while I turned back toward the bar. A voice in my head sang a country hit, reminding me that if we were meant to be, it’d be.
“No fucking luck?” Jonny asked as I slumped back onto the stool.
My scowl sufficed for an answer.
Tipping back my head for the whiskey burn didn’t help my shit mood. Neither did the bloody burger and pile of fries fifteen minutes later. Thoughts of the little butterfly warred with depression in my mind, and I called it an early night, leaving my brothers behind. The quietness of the hotel didn’t offer anything but a hot shower where I could blow the load that had been building in my balls for weeks.
At least I had a semi-purpose … find the vivacious little butterfly and steal some of her joy in life for myself.
© Lynn Burke 2018

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They ooze power, control, natural dominance ‘Jake’ #BDSM #EroticRomance @SuzyShearer @evernightpub

Hey folks! Today I’m happy to introduce you to Suzy Shearer and her story Jake!

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Renaissance woman, best-selling and Award winning author Suzy Shearer writes contemporary and paranormal erotic romances filled with mature and interesting characters. Her books always feature older heroes and heroines; ranging from mid 40s to 60s. The heroines are usually confident plus-sized women who are proud of their curves. Suzy feels it’s important for readers to connect.

Suzy also wants her readers to understand just because people are older doesn’t mean they aren’t intriguing, desirable, open to challenges and willing to experiment. They may be older but not always wiser. Remember sexy isn’t just for the under 30s.

A Buddhist and artist, Suzy lives in the Western Suburbs of Sydney Australia with one very spoilt dog and two equally spoilt cats keeping her company. When Suzy is not writing, she is usually painting – an accomplished watercolour Artist her subjects range from portraits and animals to nudes and landscapes. She is also a quilter, toy maker, sculptor and potter. Suzy’s Art

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They ooze power, control, natural dominance – and sex. They are The Silk Rope Masters.

None have ever found love but watch out! When they fall, they’ll fall fast and hard!

Jake Nichols, 53, was so tall that Emily Miller, 49, had to crane her neck to look into his face. Muscular – he could pick her up in one hand and yet he held her as if she were a fragile bird.

And that’s exactly what she was, a beautiful plus-sized woman with a pain so deep she’s buried her emotions rather than face the tragedy that happened just a few months ago.

Jake was assigned to care for her by Master Ash, the head of Silk Rope and what Jake didn’t expect was to fall in love.

But she was only in his safekeeping until she could fly on her own then he would have to release her.

Be Warned: BDSM, anal sex, sex toys, voyeurism, flogging, public exhibition ## This is an erotic romance. There are explicit sexual descriptions and explicit language used throughout. It will offend some readers.

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Opening her eyes, she took in the scene in front of her. A tall, shapely woman, a Domme. Her sub, naked, his wrists bound to hooks on the wall, was standing with his legs well apart, ankles fastened by a spreader bar. The Domme plied a flogger across his chest and then his thighs. As Emily watched, a flick across his testicles. He grunted. Another flick, this time the Domme wielded it upward and over his legs, catching his penis as well. His mouth opened in a silent scream as she landed a second on his cock.

Emily idly wondered what it must be like for a man to have his dick flogged, his balls whipped? Even from this distance Emily could see sweat on his face, the sheen of it glistening across his chest, as his Domme switched to a crop. A few gentle “love pats” on his nipples then thwack!

Between his legs again and this time his scream rang around the area, but Emily noticed, if it was possible, his erection seemed even harder. A few more hits, then the Domme took his face between her thumb and fingers, and she kissed him. A savage kiss that had him begging for another when she stepped away. Instead of a kiss, she grasped his cock, twisting it, pulling at it until he pleaded for release. She shook her head.

“You were a very bad boy, Brian.”

“Please, Mistress. Please.”

“No.”

His plaintive begging echoed as she hit him with the crop again, and he sagged against his restraints, disappointment radiating from him. She stepped next to him, her lips close to his ears. Emily strained to hear her words, leaning forward to catch them.

“You’ve taken your punishment like a good boy. I shall let you fuck me, but I haven’t decided yet if I shall permit you to come.”

Emily saw how the words affected him. His smile lit up his whole face as she undid the restraints. He fell to his knees, and taking her hands, he kissed them.

“Thank you, Mistress. Thank you.”

The Domme made him stand. Emily could see he was wobbly on his feet, his erection still hard and strong. The Domme didn’t give him a moment to recover, and instead she led him away after making him carry her bag of tricks.

© Suzy Shearer 2018

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Suzy Shearer, thank you for stopping by today!

Love & blessings to all! ❤
Jacey