Tuesday, December 31, 2013

New Year's Eve Blog Hop ~ Win $150.00 Amazon or B&N Gift Card


Welcome to my stop on the New Year's Eve Blog Hop! 


Some pretty stunning events happened to me this past year, not the least of which was that both my children announced, a mere three months apart, that they were expecting their first child...and both had little girls. 

Getting the double-whammy dose of "Guess what? You're going to be a grandmother!" really threw me for a loop. 


I mean, like, reeeally threw me. 


As a first-time parent, you wrestle with the same sense of amazement, of course, but I had to accept there was one huge difference. 
As a parent, you expect to be there to see how your children's lives turn out. As a grandparent, I had to accept that the odds are lower that I'll still be holding those hands when my grandchildren cross that finish line into adulthood.

So...what I'm looking forward to in 2014 is making every minute count.

Grand prize, which will be chosen from entering the RAFFLECOPTER link
  here 
will include: a $150.00 Amazon or Barnes and Noble gift card (winners choice) SSLY Key Chain, a signed copy of Bohemian Grove by T.M. Williams, an E-book of Maverick Touch: The Cat by Ashley Nemer

I'm going to give one lucky commenter e-copies (.mobi or .ePub) of all three books in my series Those Devilish De Marco Men...and here's how you can enter:

Leave me a comment telling me the most memorable thing you did with EITHER your grandparent OR grandchild. I'll need your e-mail address, too, along with the format you prefer should you be selected as the winner.

 BONUS: If I get more than twenty comments, then I'll draw another name, and that person will win two books from the series, and if I have over forty comments, then a third person will win one e-book...so send your friends :)

Be sure to visit the other participating blogs, and have a Happy New Year!



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Sunday, December 29, 2013

Path of Least Resistance ~ #SexySnippets


This week, my seven sentences come from Rain On Me, Book #1 of my new interracial erotic bondage series, Give Me Shelter, scheduled for release at the end of January.


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The look on her face when I pulled her against me and extended our linked hands almost made me laugh. “I’m leading. This is not the time to do your own thing,” I warned.
I’m barely adequate on a dance floor, but the simple box step suited my purpose. I wanted to feel Zin’s head on my shoulder, and enjoy feeling the rain slip between our bodies, moving aside whenever it encountered a place where her flesh was pressed to mine. The sensation made me want to believe we could move other things aside, and for the same reason, because we were pressed together so tightly, going around us was the path of least resistance.

Be sure to read today's sexy snippets from the other participants. Check the links here, or follow on Twitter or Facebook. Thanks for dropping in. Have a great week!


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Sunday, December 15, 2013

Limp ~ #SexySnippets



Six more from Incidental Contact. The town's biggest playboy has started to have performance issues. Okay, yeah, so I'm grinning. 


He might even say that unexpected romp was better than the sex…but then again, he hadn’t had sex, had he? Fucking limp bastard. What the hell was up with his cock? In the pool, with Amy squirming in his arms like a turned-on teddy bear, begging him with her eyes—nothing.
Nothing below the waist. His brain conjured the intense ripple of pleasure from sliding into the heat of her tight pussy, but the sensation—and act—was limited to his skull.
Gotta be stress.

Be sure to read today's sexy snippets from the other participants. Check the links here, or follow on Twitter or Facebook. Thanks for dropping in. Have a great week!
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Sunday, December 8, 2013

Useless #Sexy Snippets

      

 This week's seven sentences come from Incidental Contact, which releases Tuesday. 

        The fine print blurred. His mind’s eye saw the spray from the shower running over Amy's skin. The image was all too easy to conjure after last night. His brain sketched her hands, rubbing soap across her breasts and down her thighs. Then the image changed, and his hands were doing the rubbing.
        Thinking about what he was missing, he glared at the undisturbed fabric over his cock. Useless motherfucker.

What? I told you I made Eric suffer, didn't I? Yep, I wrote an erotic romance hero with erectile issues. Trust me, that's only one of the problems Eric must overcome, but it doesn't turn down the heat in this story one bit.

Be sure to read the sexy snippets from the other participants. Check the links here, or follow on Twitter or Facebook. My moving's all done. So's the unpacking. And I have cable, even if it does cut off seventeen times a day. (grrrr) Have a great week!


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