Monday, May 29, 2017

Sneak Peek: Flash Daddy by Daddy X (#flashfiction #exhibitionism #swinging)


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[I edited this book. Believe me, it's worth the $1.99! You have never read anything like Daddy X! ~ Lisabet]

Fifty five X-tra hot quickies from the Master of Flash

Do you like your stories quick and kinky? Swift and sexy? Distilling the erotic energy of a romance novel into just a few hundred expertly chosen words?

Well,
come a little closer. Daddy X has a story to tell you. It won't take but a minute.

Daddy
X's flash fiction archive is brimming with tales of sudden satisfaction. From that trove he has chosen this premier collection, fifty five of his finest filthy reads.

Fast
and furious romps abound, as do tender tales of loving sex. And since this is Daddy X, count on plenty of laughs along the road. Whatever your pleasure, youll find more than one gem that warms your cockles (or wets your cunnels!).

Whats up those little skirts hes so fixated on? What, pray tell, is a Bowling Night Flasher? How can a gang bang be romantic? Whats the latest outrage from the horny, hapless Delbert? Whats live? Whats jive?

Don't be shy. Take a chance. Life's too short for regrets.


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Exclusive Excerpt


The Early Bird

Brandee blinked as her eyes adjusted to the dark interior. “I’m here for the audition,” she said. Is this the place?”

An unkempt man sat sipping from a stained coffee mug, observing how the girl’s flimsy dress became translucent when backlit in the doorway. This kid was serous. No underwear. “Bar opens at noon, sweetheart.”

Guess I’m the early bird. Can we get started? Before the others?”

Okay. Why not? Get over here, up close. Bend over and flip the dress up.”

Wow. You don’t waste any time, do you? Want to see me dance first? Even my name?”

Just bend over, baby.”

Well, okay. How’s this?”

You must like showing off. You’re sopping wet already. Lemme feel in there. Mmmm! Okay, now turn around and shake those tits. Look me straight in the eye. Now shake ‘em.”

Ah… Like this?”

Great. Straighten up. Arch back. Now, pull your pussy lips apart.”

Really?”

He poked two fingers inside her then sniffed his hand. “You just might work out, honey. If… if you really want this job.”

But first I have to blow you, right?”

You’re a smart girl. On your knees. Open up.”

A man entered the doorway. “What the fuck’s going on here? And get the fuck out, Mike. If you’ve finished with the floors and toilets, I don’t want you hanging around.”

About Daddy X

Daddy X always wanted to be a dirty old man.

He survived the 40s, 50s, 60s, 70s, 80s, 90s, and George W. Bush. He maintained an (almost) steady trajectory through Catholic school, a paper route, muskrat trapping, a steel mill, Bucks County, the Haight Ashbury, North Beach, the SF bar business, drug addiction, alcoholism, a stroke, hep C, cancer, a liver transplant, a year of chemo, a stickup at his art gallery while tied to a desk (not as cool as it sounds), a triple bypass, heart attackand George W. Bush.

Now hes old, and its time to get dirty.

Hes been with Momma X (greatest editor on earth) for fifty years, but she thinks his stuff is too skeevy to deal with. They live in northern California with a ninety pound lop-eared hound (17wingspan) and two cats. Some of Daddys dirtiest stories have been gathered in The Gonzo Collection and Brand X, also available from eXcessica. Daddy is also published in anthologies by Naughty Nights Press, House of Erotica and in Cleis PressBest Bondage 2015.

Sunday, May 28, 2017

I have prizes for you.... (#giveaway #releaseblitz #bsdm)

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Only two more days remain in my big release blitz giveaway for Damned If You Do. I'm giving away:

  • Three $10 bookstore gift certificates
  • Three copies of The Gazillionaire and the Virgin

All you have to do is comment on my release day post, here (be sure to include an email so I can find you):


If you sign up for my VIP email list, you get a second entry.

Only takes a minute or two! What are you waiting for?


Sometimes romance can be hell

Wendy Dennison is tired of being a starving author. The royalties from her critically acclaimed romance novels barely pay her bills. Her devoted agent Daniel Rochester may be smart and sexy, but he can't get her the sales she needs. Then a charismatic stranger appears at her coffee shop table, promising her fame and commercial success, as well as the chance to live out her dreams of erotic submission. But at what cost?

Nothing you can't afford to lose, my dear.

Seduced by the enigmatic Mister B, she signs his infernal contract. He becomes both her Master and her coach, managing her suddenly flourishing career as well as encouraging her lusts. Under her mentor’s nefarious influence, she surrenders to temptation and has sex with Daniel. The casual encounter turns serious when she discovers her mild mannered agent has a dominant side. As the clock ticks down to her blockbuster release and Mister B prepares to claim her soul, Wendy must choose either celebrity and wealth, or obscurity and true love.











Saturday, May 27, 2017

Facing an Empty Nest (#pnr #giveaway #newrelease @AuthorHKCarlton)


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By H K Carlton (Guest Blogger)
Thank you so much for hosting today. Im excited to share a little bit about my new release, Autumns Healing, a paranormal, erotic, romance published by Totally Bound.

This story was one that as a writer, I struggled with. Whether we like it or not, sometimes our own experiences thread into the plot. Not always but from time to time it happens. Often I find it therapeutic. It helps me to either work out the problem or at the very least, see it more clearly. But this one was so raw and personal that I actually had to put it away for a while. I didn’t know if I would be able to finish it.

Our heroine, Mikaylah MacDonough, is dealing with an empty nest for the first time and when I started writing this story, so was I. It was a difficult topic for me to tackle. I found my deepest darkest fears surfacing as I wrote. For anyone who has also experienced this, it is a time of both excitement and anticipation for the next steps in your child’s life but it is also overshadowed with sadness and fear, real and imagined. On one hand you want them to go out into the world and take it, on the other there is still that overwhelming need to keep them safe and protected from that same big scary place.

Being the parents of three Millennials, my husband and I have also experienced what some affectionately call "boomerang kids". And although for a short time, we were empty-nesters, we have also had our kids move back in after attending university, thankfully, at different intervals. At the moment, one of the three, is under our roof. I know some peoplelike my husbandlook forward to the day when we are once again alone, but I am not one of those people. Nothing feels morerightto me, as when I go to bed at night and know that all three of my babies are under this roof. That completes me. If it wasnt for the boomerang effect, Im not certain I would have completed this story. Funnily enough, the back and forth of it, is helping me to let go, bit by excruciating bit.

Blessings and Happy Reading.

Autumn’s Healing - Blurb


Rarely do we get to pick our battles… Often, they choose us.

Single mom Mikaylah MacDonough and her only daughter Autumn have been on their own a long time. So, when Autumn goes off to school, it seems only natural for Kaylah to pull up stakes and follow, though with some clear-cut boundaries, of course. She’s determined to give Autumn space to enjoy the whole college experience but remain close enough for emergencies, meals and laundry. But when the closing date of the current house overlaps with taking possession of the ‘new’ house, along with orientation week, Autumn has to go it alone. From that moment on, Kaylah’s dreams of a new beginning turn into a complete and total nightmare.

When former serviceman Jerusalem Aames drives up to the century-old Cleary house, he sees dollar signs for himself and his all-veteran crew. The rundown, old place would finally put his fledgling construction-renovation firm in the black. But the moment he meets the gorgeous homeowner who had been duped into buying the money-pit, his attraction is swift and instantaneous.

However, there’s something very strange going on in the dilapidated house that has nothing to do with rotting timbers or shoddy wiring. Whatever it is, it’s affecting Kaylah’s state of mind, and Salem finds himself in a battle he’s not sure he can win.

What Reviewers are saying:

From the start, I was intrigued with Kaylah and her old house. The idea of the paranormal good or bad makes the story thrilling. Salem and Kaylah are both survivors and I appreciate how well they are suited for one another. Then comes the shocking truth that Salem uncovers and I was flabbergasted, did not expect the turn in this story. I love it! Autumn's Healing is a highly recommended read!
~ Amy: The TBR Pile

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Excerpt

They ended up in each other’s arms. Salem’s pulse was already racing from the strange events, but his interest in Kaylah was undeniable. He seized the moment and captured her lips.

At first, she froze, and he thought she might push him away.

A small sound erupted from the back of her throat and she pressed her mouth firmly to his. She fisted her hands into his shirt and pulled herself up against him. She’d be fully aware of his arousal, but that knowledge only seemed to excite her. She hauled him even closer, gripping his shirt so tightly her fingers bit into his abdomen. To his shock, she snaked her other hand downward, palming his hard-on. Unprepared, he choked at the unexpected but welcome grope.

The pressure felt good. He pushed his length into her. She rubbed with the heel of her hand. It had been a long time since he’d been with a woman. He was afraid if he allowed her to continue, he might embarrass himself over a couple of open-mouthed kisses and a few strokes of his over-eager cock.

To take the heat off him, he skimmed his fingers up under her shirt. She stiffened and gripped his wrist. Then swiftly, she pulled away.

I’m sorry, Kay, I wasn’t thinking, I didn’t mean to make you uncomf— Ahh, fuck!” He raked his hand through his hair.

Neither one of us was thinking,” she murmured as she took a step away.

In a nervous gesture, Salem swiped a hand over the back of his neck. He figured he’d kick himself out before she had the chance. “I’m gonna go,” he said, heading for the door. “But I’ll be back in the morning, and we’ll do a thorough walk-through. I’ll definitely take a better look at the wiring issue.”

Thank you.” Her voice sounded raspy and sexy as all fuck.

He let himself out. The screen door squeaked as it closed behind him. Hazarding a quick look over his shoulder, he could barely make out Kaylah’s silhouette in the entryway.

He’d taken one step off the porch before he heard her soft voice.

Salem… don’t go.”

Salem’s entire body tensed, his cock surged. Swiftly, he did an about-face and, as best he could, he hopped back up the stairs, careful to avoid the broken one. Kaylah pushed open the screen door and welcomed him back inside.

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About the Author

H K Carlton is a multi-published Canadian author of romance and its varied sub-genres and couplings.

Variety is creativity’s playground — It’s where you’ll find me