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Sunday, May 28, 2017

Elephants and Ever-Afters by Suzy Shearer...

Elephants and Ever-Afters
by Suzy Shearer

Heat Rating: SEXTREME
Word Count: 98,087


For plus-sized Laura, 55, sex means she’s in charge, she just needs to find a man who’ll accept that.
When she meets the sexy-looking Tobias Duncan she thinks he’s a bull elephant charging everywhere but all the same he strikes a chord deep inside her. 

BLURB

It’s like a clash of wills when Tobias Duncan, 57, meets Laura Keell, 55 but neither can forget the impact each had on the other. To Laura, Tobias is just like a charging bull elephant, but he still presses every button. For Tobias, Laura is everything he’s ever dreamed of.
Tobias tries everything he can to find out where Laura lives, he just can’t forget this beautiful plus-sized woman. Both try to forget, but when a chance meeting with a friend of Tobias means he can see Laura again he jumps at the chance. But there is a problem that neither share.
Tobias wants a woman who dictates the terms during sex. And Laura? Laura loves to be in charge. They drop hints over a few weeks until a rather interesting event sees Laura confess. Their romance goes from casual to sizzling almost overnight. Nothing can come between them as their love grows—that is until a tragedy strikes.
Will death separate these soulmates?
(Siren Sensations: Erotic Consensual BDSM Romance, M/F, HEA)


STORY EXCERPT:  
When the train finally pulled into Central railway station, Laura pulled her warm black jacket over her cream top, slung her tote over her shoulder, and stepped from the train. After getting a taxi from the station to drop her outside a large building in the centre of Sydney’s business district, Laura checked the tenants’ board, confirming the solicitors she needed were on the third floor. Rather than use the lifts and trying to get some exercise, Laura opened the exit door and began climbing the stairs to the third floor, her heart pounding in wonder what the meeting would mean for her.
As she reached the third floor and went to open the door with her left hand, it was suddenly slammed open, knocking her backward. Somehow she managed to grab the door knob as she fell saving her from a dangerous tumble down the long steep flight of stairs.
“What the fuck?” A loud bull-voice screeched down at her.
Laura went to stand, putting her hands on the ground, only to have her left wrist send a bolt of agony up her arm. Twisting, she managed to get to her feet using the nearby railing. Standing, she glared across at the attractive man before her.
Before she had a chance to open her mouth, he continued yelling, “What the hell did you think you were doing?”
Never one to back down, Laura looked daggers at the man and shouted, “Me? What the fuck were you doing opening the door like a frigging bull elephant charging a car?”
Indignantly he replied, “I did not!”
“No? Well in that case how was I knocked off my feet?”
She wanted to add Mr. Smarty Pants but thought maybe it would be a bit too much.
“You shouldn’t have been there,” he said irrationally.
Laura couldn’t believe his attitude.
“What? I shouldn’t use the stairs but you can? Come off it Tembo.” She fought the urge to slap his handsome face as she suggested, “Just admit you charged through that door without thinking of other people.”
Full of indignation he bellowed at her, “I did not!”
“You did! You’re just a fucking angry bull elephant Tembo, charging without looking or caring.”
“Not true! And my name’s not Tembo,” he barked.
“It is, Tembo’s Swahili for elephant and that’s what you are—a crazy bull elephant!” she returned his shout with her own.
The pair of them glared at each other, sizing each other up for the next round of shouting when Laura noticed another attractive silver-haired man just behind the elephant trying very hard to stifle a laugh. He put his hand on the elephant’s arm.
“She’s right, Toby. You did slam that door open.”
The laughter in his voice was unmistakable. He side-stepped passed the elephant who’s eyes continued to bore into Laura’s in anger and something else which Laura couldn’t put a name too. She did notice the elephant had lovely light brown eyes to go with his sexy face, but she tried to ignore them as the other man picked up Laura’s bag then held it out to her.
“Are you okay miss?”
The adrenaline rush Laura had gotten when the door flung open now disappeared. She began to shake when she looked down the stairs and realised she would have been seriously injured if not killed had she not grabbed onto the door handle. The second man followed her look and grimaced. He looked at her kindly and put his hand under her right arm.
“Let’s get you somewhere where you can sit down.”
Thankfully, Laura allowed him to usher her through the door after she pushed the elephant rudely aside. Unfortunately, he followed the two of them as Laura was led to a large couch in a long airy foyer.
“Thank you,” she managed to stammer, then stared fiercely with what she hoped was an extremely angry look at the elephant.
The other man said something to him she didn’t catch and finally he had the grace to look slightly embarrassed as he nodded, turned, and walked through the large doors into the reception area of the offices opposite. A moment later, he came back with a cup of water. Laura’s hand shook too badly as she attempted to take it from him. Instead, he put it on the seat alongside her. Murmuring her thanks, she tried to lift her left arm.
She couldn’t hold back the gasp of pain as she moved it. She looked down at her swollen wrist. Already twice normal size, it was beginning to darken. The second gentleman looked at her wrist then up at the elephant.
“We’ll need an ambulance.”
“Fuck,” said the elephant with undue emphasis.
© Suzy Shearer 2017
 
ADULT EXCERPT:

His tongue did wonderful things to her body, then he dropped the cloth and began kneading the other full breast. Laura loved it, she threw her head back and enjoyed the sensation of his tongue, his fingers and the water—all caressing her. Her body tingled all over, her excitement gaining speed with every touch.
“On your knees,” she gasped, her voice gravelly with arousal.
Tobias dropped to his knees, looking up at her, and Laura looked down into his face.
“You told me you would do whatever I asked,” she said, lowering her voice sensuously.
“I did and I will, just order me. I promise to make you happy.”
Steeling her heart, she asked, her chest tight with concern, “So, if I want you to fuck me, you will?”
“Of course.” His words were almost breathless.
Laura held her breath. This was it.
She asked, “If I order you not to come until I tell you, would you? If I wanted to tie you up and ride you? If I tell you how to fuck me, you’d obey?”
“In a heartbeat! Oh my god Laura, nothing would give me greater pleasure.”
She looked at him in stunned amazement. Could it be? Oh god please let it be. She crossed her fingers, but she had to make certain he really knew what she was asking.
“You do understand what I’m saying Tobias? I… I have to control things in the bedroom, not you. At times I may want to spank you, tie you up, you’d have no say in what I did.”
He rocked back on his heels, a look of sheer ecstasy on his face. If possible, she saw his erection grow harder.
“I knew there was a reason I wanted you, sweetheart. It’s what I want, a woman who will control me when we have sex. It’s what I’ve always wanted.”
She searched his face, her heart pounded with joy. He nodded, she pulled him up by his hair and kissed him. Tobias gave back as much as she took, their tongues entwined. Laura melted against him, his cock pressed hard against her body. They finally broke apart, his mouth close to her ear.
“Order me. Tell me. I want you so badly, I want this so badly. I need you to command me.”
“Make me come with your mouth and your hand.”
Somehow she managed to give the order, her voice overjoyed but husky and low.
He dropped down to the floor again and lifted one of her legs over his shoulder. Laura put a hand on his other shoulder and one against the wall to balance herself as he ran a finger up and down her wet slit. Her moan of delight burst forth as she felt his tongue run the length then stop as his mouth sucked in the bead of her clitoris. All she could do was close her eyes and hang on for dear life as he worked on her body with his magic tongue and those fingers of his. He soon had her writhing and screaming his name as she came.
Panting, she had to wait a moment before she could speak again. The sopping towel on her head had dropped to the floor sometime as she’d squirmed and twisted. She pulled on Tobias hair, unable to say anything and he crawled from under her leg and stood. She took hold of his cock and ran her hand up and down the length of it.
Finally able to speak, she said softly, “I’m going to suck this, but you can’t come. If you feel you will, tap me and I’ll stop. Just know I’ll be very angry if you do come.”
“I understand.”
Laura sank to the floor, kneeling on the soaking towel and looked at the penis as it bobbed in front of her. It was a lovely thick cock, its eye staring at her. She leaned forward and licked the length of it, feeling Tobias shudder as she opened her mouth and drew it in.
Right then Laura decided Tobias had a delicious cock. As she stuck the tip of her tongue into the eye, she knew she’d be sucking on it often. Working her mouth up and down it, she wrapped her tongue around the sensitive underside. She felt Tobias’s fingers grab her shoulder so she drew his cock almost out before trying to swallow it. His fingers tightened their grip on her shoulder and she smiled to herself. If she gave a few more deep pulls, he would come, but that would be unfair to both him and her. She needed to know how he fucked, if he truly wanted her to control things.
Drawing his cock almost out, she looked up. His eyes closed, his mouth open, breath rapid. The fingers on her shoulder had dug in as he tried desperately not to come. Laura took pity on him and stood after kissing the head of his dick. He’d leaned against the wall, still with his eyes shut, breathing hard and fast. Laura turned off the water and grabbed a few towels. She threw one at Tobias, wrapped another around her head, and used the third to partly dry herself.
“Come. Show me how hard you can fuck a woman.”
© Suzy Shearer 2017

Elephants and Ever-Afters is book 5 in the Dark Desires series.

This series is about the secret cravings we have, the things that go on behind closed doors. Those dark desires we harbour and crave but sometimes afraid to ask for.

Each book in the series is a stand-alone so the books can be read in any order.



  
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Friday, May 19, 2017

Field of Change by Jacqueline Anne ...

Field of Change
Book 3 of The Field Series
© Jacqueline Anne 2017
Release Date – May 25, 2017


Fiercely independent café owner Sophia Hudson successfully balances a thriving business with providing a loving home for her son, but when her one true love saunters back into her life, she can no longer guard the truth she hid for years.

Mike Rosen, professional shortstop and known playboy, has recently turned his life around. Arriving in his hometown to visit his sister, he walks into a café, floored to see the woman who broke his heart with a toddler-sized version of himself. Although hurt and angered by Sophia’s deceit, he’s determined to be part of both her and his son’s lives.

While still loving Mike, fear and doubt consume Sophia. Plagued by those uncertainties, she also struggles with Mike’s public life, unwilling to expose their son to it. The resulting emotional roller coaster barrels through love, passion, and pain as both Mike and Sophia accept something needs to change, but is either willing to sacrifice enough before it’s too late?

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STORY EXCERPT
She straightened up. “Actually, I own this place,” she stated with pride. She had worked hard to start a new life and was damn proud of herself.
“What happened in New York City?”
Impatient patrons began to grumble behind him. Sophia really didn’t have time to get reacquainted right now because she was already short-staffed.
She gestured for him to step aside to allow the next person to place their order. He followed her down the long counter until there was an opening.
She felt his eyes examine her. Her brown hair was still long and wavy just like the day she walked away from him, although it was braided today since she was at the café. She was curvier now. Things changed, but she was still healthy—firm in all the right places, soft in others. She knew a lot of girls who battled with their weight in the modeling industry, but she kept practicing healthy eating habits and exercised consistently while never overindulging.
When his eyes gaze traveled back up her body, she tried to mask the array of feelings rolling through her. Exhaustion made it hard—plain and simple. She needed to be strong and get him out of there.
Her bright green eyes met his dark, mysterious ones. “My life changed,” she responded.
Out of the corner of her eye, she saw her son walking toward her. She wished he would be distracted along the way, praying to God she could avoid a conversation she absolutely did not want to have—not now, not ever. She kept her eyes on Mike until little Ryan pulled on the hem of her shirt.
“My crayon broke,” he said with a pouty face.
Sophia crouched down and consoled her son while fetching him a new box of crayons from under the counter. Coloring was his favorite thing to do while Soph was working. She stocked up on coloring books and crayons from the dollar store, and he was a happy camper. He would even give the customers some of his artwork, making them beam with delight. She was truly blessed to have such an amazing child.
“Thanks, Mommy!”
Sophia stood up and nervously smiled, secretly praying Mike wouldn’t ask more questions. Mike was standing there with his mouth gaped opened, completely stunned. It was clear her prayers weren’t going to be answered this time.
“My reason for the change.” She gestured to her son and began wiping the counter, hoping he would take the hint and see she was busy working.
He continued to stand there in shock and she instinctively shook her head, warning him off. She didn’t want to do this now or ever. This wasn’t what she wanted. They were fine. Better than fine.
“How old is he?”
Oh God, it is happening.
Her heart was beating so hard it sounded like thunder pounding in her ears, but Mike stood still, holding his ground, as he not so patiently waited for her to answer.
After what felt like an eternity, she finally replied. “Three.”
The look on Mike’s face displayed a collection of emotions ranging from stunned to angry and everything in between. Her café definitely wasn’t the place, but apparently it was going to be the time, and there was nothing she could do about it.
She tugged on his arm and pulled him out the back door, trying to avoid a scene in front of her customers.
“How could you not tell me?” he spat.
“He’s not your responsibility, Mike. He’s mine,” she affirmed.
Sophia could play it off like he was someone else’s child just as she had been doing all this time. She had stayed off social media once she quit modeling. She knew it would raise a million questions, and she hadn’t been ready to answer them. She still wasn’t. Instead, she practically fell off the face of the earth for a while. She stayed with her mom in Arizona until she decided she wanted to raise Ryan near where she had grown up. It was a charming town with a good, small school system, much smaller than when she went there. Most of the people she knew throughout the years had gone elsewhere as the town quickly become a popular tourist spot. Like her mom, many folks cashed out during the booming real estate market.
Ever since she moved back, she quickly changed the subject about who Ryan’s father was anytime it came up, which wasn’t very often.
Her stomach rolled. No matter how many times she rehearsed this situation possibly happening, nothing could have prepared her for this moment. One look at Mike and her heart was aching all over again.
“And who else’s?” he asked with his arms crossed in front of him, displaying a stern expression of determination.
Her heart hurt so bad she didn’t answer. She couldn’t even look him in the eyes.
“Dammit, Soph. Just tell me,” Mike demanded. “Is he mine?”

ADULT EXCERPT
“Stop thinking, Soph,” he protested.
Her eyes were still closed, and he knew her mind was elsewhere
“I’m not—” she stuttered trying to figure out what she should say. How in the world could he still do that? “Dammit,” she cursed under her breath, admitting her guilt.
His smirk grew wider as he sat up. He swiftly yanked her panties down then pulled her on top of him and moved toward the center of the bed. He adjusted her body in one quick motion until her back was on the mattress, centered in between his muscular limbs, her legs draped over his shoulders, her butt against his amazing chest, and his dessert was wide open right in front of his face.
“My tongue is going to chase those thoughts right from your head.”
And did it ever. With one leisurely lick, her mind went blank, concentrating on nothing but the feel of his body on hers.
He always liked this oral sex position with her, as odd as it was. He said he enjoyed being able to hold on to her ass or play with her breasts as he pleased, watch her writhe, and feel her legs quake so close to his head.
He continued to lap at her like a thirsty cat. His tongue occasionally diving into her, then moving to circle her clit.
“Mmm, so wet, Soph. How is it you taste sweeter?”
She giggled at his dirty talk. “Maybe it was the pumpkin roll? The carrot cake?” She paused. “Motherhood?” Her life and womanly parts had changed and there was no denying it.
He grinned against her wet crotch. “It looks good on you,” he tenderly complimented.
Her heart did a little flip. “So do you.”
He kissed her clit a few times, then ran his tongue over it, increasing the force each time. He stopped to lick her, drinking up what had already seeped out of her. He went back to the tight nub, repeating the same tantalizing actions causing her ache to escalate and her toes to curl. He kneaded her ass cheeks, his finger moving closer and closer to her tight hole.
“Mike,” she said breathlessly. God, she wanted him to take all of her, every which way.
He sucked on her clit, harder and harder until she was biting her lip to keep from screaming. Orgasmic tremors ran through her body as he continued to lavish her, drawing out her pleasure.
“Holy fuck,” she panted, her heart racing from the excitement. She had almost forgotten what it was like to have mind-blowing orgasms. Mike always knew exactly how to take her to the edge and make sure her ride lasted as long as possible.
“You’re gorgeous, Soph. Absolutely stunning.”
She gazed up and saw him grinning, his lips glimmering with her cum.
“Come here,” she said. “Let me have a taste.”
He shifted her legs off his shoulders because she sure as hell couldn’t move them yet. He positioned himself on top of her, their heads now near the bottom of the bed.
She licked his lips. “Mmm.”
He ground his body against hers, letting her feel how hard he was again. “This is what happens every time you moan, woman. I almost had to leave the table during dessert.”
She lifted her hips off the bed, his cock pressing against her clit. He moved over her, her slickness coating him. The question of whether or not they should use a condom came to mind. She had an IUD in, but had he been safe each and every time he was with someone else?
She learned her lesson about the birth control pills she had been on when she got pregnant with Ryan, thus the IUD. Mike may have had some crazy times, but he wasn’t stupid. She knew he would never do anything to hurt her and she would do her very best to not get pregnant again unless it was planned.
They had to establish trust.
As he continued to rub against her, her eyes searched his longing dark brown ones. The passion, the desire, the future she saw there rocked her to the core as the words, “Make love to me,” rolled off her tongue.
He immediately thrust inside her, filling her so perfectly, ecstasy hitting every nerve ending as he moved in and out of her with his arms enveloping her. She wrapped her legs around him, drawing him in deeper, squeezing her vaginal muscles around his hard cock.
“Baby,” he said with bated breath.
He kissed her with so much passion, she was heading toward the edge again. He moved his tongue along her neck, leaving a heated trail as she ran her fingers over his shoulders and back. He pushed up onto his arms so he could cup her breast, then pinch her hard nipple.
“Do that again,” she whimpered.
He moved his attention to her other breast, the sensitive area aching for a little pain and he delivered exactly what she wanted.
He rolled over, pulling her on top of him, then sat up.
“Ride me, Soph,” he requested, working his magical tongue and teeth on her tits.
She moved her body up and down his shaft. She leaned back, circling her hips. Mike yanked her back close to his body, his hands all over her. His need to have her as close as possible was evident in his urgent touch.
She ground her clit against his pubic bone, aching for another release. Mike’s finger dipped into her puckered hole, the various pressures setting her off. Her orgasm rolled through her as she clenched his cock, milking his pleasure from him simultaneously. Lustful groans filled her room.
She loved watching him peak. Was there anything better than coming at the same time as the man you were in love with?
Yes, she really did still love him. She never stopped.
 

Field of Passion and Dreams
Book 1 of The Field Series
Graham Grayson is a hard worker and all around gentlemen. His dream to play in the majors like his dad just came true. He was called up to be the catcher for the Pittsburgh Buccaneers. On the day of team photos, he meets photojournalist Jordan Michaela Roy.
Still grieving the loss of her dad, Jordan sets aside emotions and memories of her sports reporter father to find her passion again on the field as a sports photojournalist. While working spring training for Major League Baseball, she never anticipates passion igniting off the field, too.
Neither Graham nor Jordan can deny their explosive attraction or the happiness they feel being with each other. Their fathers’ past friendship has them wondering about destiny.
While they worry about the demands of their careers, traveling, and being in the public eye, nothing can prepare Graham for the devastating news that makes him question life, his dream, and love.
Will Graham realize his mistakes before it is too late?
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Field of Trust
Book 2 of The Field Series
Buccaneers’ pitcher Tyson Best is captivated by vibrant artist Cece Schmidt, and he is determined to uncover the mystery lurking in her eyes.
Cece knows her one-night rule will never be enough with Tyson. Frustrated with the hold her corrupted family still has over her, Cece can no longer ignore her feelings for Tyson, despite his high-profile career and the life she ran away from. After confessing partial truths about her past, Cece and Tyson begin their secret romance.
Tyson knows they have a strong connection and refuses to let someone special run out on him like his parents did years ago. In order to protect Cece, he seeks the whole truth about her past and in the process unveils crime and terror.
When Cece receives a threat from her uncle, she is desperate to end the fear once and for all—but first, she will have to play a dangerous game.
Will trust and love pull them through?

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Other books by Jacqueline Anne
·         Sweet Lovers Series: All of You, Letting Go, and Mia Bella Anna
·         Awakening the Willow’s Heart
·         Make Me Forget

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