Welcome to the first of our genre-related blog hops! Like contemporary romance? You're in luck; every author on THIS LIST has contemporary excerpts and prizes to give away! I've got one contemporary book with SCP, with another due out at the end of the month. And since I'm in such a good mood this morning, you get a choice: Monday morning, I'll draw one random comment for a copy of Appetite For Desire OR if you're chosen, you can wait for Wild At Heart, releasing May 31st. All you have to do is comment. Say 'hi', drool over the shot of Jimmy Thomas in his tighty-whities, or just a 'sounds interesting'. If you've read one or both (Wild was previously released in 2010), rave about either one, lol! See how easy this is?
Okay. Enough blathering by me. Enjoy this weekend-long hop! I'm off to a graduation party tonight and Sundays are typically reserved for family time, but I'll pop in when I can. Leave me your contact info and what format you prefer along with your comment:)
Dustin James is shocked to learn the sexy blonde he met two days earlier is none other than his father’s caterer who also works at the country club he’s recently joined. When he can’t keep his hands off of her, is lust for her sexy body all he wants, or is it love?
Courtney Bright defied the rules by admitting her attraction to the new customer at the country club. But when she realizes her feelings aren’t just sexual, will she take a chance on love, or is her job more important?
“Want to see the upstairs?” Dustin led her to the golden oak staircase, the risers carpeted in the same dark blue as the living room.
She nodded and followed him, poking her head into each of the five bedrooms, all decorated differently.
“There are two full baths on this floor,” Dustin explained as he showed her the master suite. “And two half baths downstairs.”
“Someone finally got smart.” Courtney looked at the glass-walled shower and the whirlpool tub. “Growing up, we only had one full and one half. My brother would often go outside and pee in the bushes if both were full.” She took one more glance and headed for the doorway. “Your friend hasn’t lived here very long, has he?” She lingered by the door.
“Why do you say that?”
“Well, look,” she gestured at the walls. “No photographs, no pictures, and everything looks as if it just came out of the showroom.”
Very perceptive. He chuckled. “That’s because this is one of the model houses for the neighborhood.”
Courtney blushed. “Oh. I should have realized…”
“No, no, don’t worry.” He leaned against the door jam. “So what do you think?”
“About the house? It’s lovely.” She looked at him, her eyes dreamy. As he watched, she shook her head. “Thank you for showing it to me.”
“My pleasure.” Dustin put a finger under her chin and brushed her lips with his.
His cock swelled as the memory of their night together flooded his mind. He groaned and pulled her closer.
Angela Clayborn discovers the man she sent to prison nearly two years before, has been granted an early release. Torn between wanting to see him and fearful if she does, sparks fly when Steve Blumenthal appears in her gift shop and later at her condo. Will Angie free her heart from its icy prison? Has Steve really turned his life around, or is it a hoax?
Meanwhile, in Colorado on business, Angie’s current boyfriend, Brad Morrison, is wrestling with his own call of the wild. He’s met unconventional, sexy Emma Nichols, who runs not only her own riding stable, but helps out with her family’s woodworking store in EstesPark. Emma resents Brad’s offer to help during a family crisis, but eventually discovers that Fate sometimes sends people down unexpected paths to love. Can Brad tame a wildcat? Or will Emma settle for the safe path?
Steve and Angie
He confidently rang the doorbell and enjoyed the second shocked look on Angie’s face in as many days.
He immediately handed her the rose.
She sucked in her breath. “You remembered,” she stood aside so he could enter.
“You bet darlin’” He made his way into the kitchen. “I always said I would bring you a rose and a chocolate malt when you opened your store. And I brought you something else.” He handed her the sack. “I figured you’d be ready for another one of these by now.”
“Oh Steve….” Angie put her hand over her mouth. “I can’t believe it….Thank you.” She pecked his cheek and took the malt and the art materials from him. “I’ve not had a malt in a long time,” she took a sip and smiled. She turned and set the rose on the table.
“I’ve got another surprise. I’ve taken the job at the country club, starting Monday. I’ll be working double shifts for a while, but it should only last through Labor Day. I should have enough saved by then, and I can cut back my hours to explore my options and see what else is out there.” Steve stepped closer to her and reached for her hand. “And for something else…come outside with me for a minute.” He tugged at her, and pulling her outside to the car. “Voila,” Steve threw out his arm and gestured dramatically. “Behold my new ride.”
“You bought a car?” she gasped. “Oh my! I guess you are serious about turning your life around.”
“Hell yes, sweetheart. Especially if it means that beautiful look in those green eyes.” Steve tugged her back to the foyer of her condo, away from public scrutiny and pulled her into his arms. His kiss was brief and gentle, but it sent fresh shock waves of desire coursing through his body, and saw Angie’s blush as she pulled him inside the condo.
“Have you had lunch? I made a pasta salad last night…”
“Angie, you’re the only meal I need right now.” His lips descended on hers once more, and his fingers went to the buttons on her white shirt. His lips traveled to her ear as he spread the blouse open and lovingly cupped her breasts. “If you’d rather we used your bed, Ange…lead me upstairs, honey, or else I’m going to love you on the floor.”
Brad and Emma
“I like the view from here too,” he said.
Emma swung around and sauntered over to him, positioning herself so his face was upside down to hers and kissed his chin, then his lips. He reached above his head and tugged her shirt loose from her jeans so it floated over his head. He scooped her breasts free of the white cups, feeling the nipples tighten in his palms. Emma moved to straddle him, and tugged her shirt and bra over her head. Brad’s teeth fastened one of her nipples as he growled at her, flipping her over on her back. His hands went to her belt buckle, and soon had her jeans and underwear around her knees. He slid backwards off the bed to tug off her boots, and then proceeded to nuzzle behind her knees, causing her to squirm.
“That tickles,” she complained. “Stop…”
He increased the pressure of his mouth slightly and moved upwards to her smooth thighs. Emma sighed and parted her legs wider. Brad gently spread her pink petals and found her button, licking it lightly. Her breath expelled in a rush, and he dragged his tongue lower, hearing her whimper. Her hips bucked in invitation; he slid two fingers into her moist entrance and felt her body tighten around them. Her breathing increased; he continued to lap at her clit, even sucking it lightly. She shrieked and convulsed around his fingers.
“Brad….please.…oh Brad.…” she gasped, her hands reaching for him. “I need you….”
He threw off his shirt and unfastened his own jeans, sliding them hurriedly down. He crawled up her body and with one motion, rammed his member home, causing another high-pitched shriek. Her arms clutched his neck, her legs locked around his waist, and it was the sweetest thing in the world to empty himself inside of her, hearing her cry his name as she exploded with him.
His cell phone was ringing when they came to, and reluctantly, Brad left the comforts of Emma’s young body and answered it, moving to sit at the desk. He watched Emma silently creep into the other room, and soon return to the bed, pulling the covers back and sliding under.
Brad finally clicked his phone shut. “That was my boss,” he said. “He received Gavin’s fax, and everything looks to be in order.” He strode to the bed and laughed when he saw her burrowed in. “Can I get in there too?”
“Who are all your other messages from?” she asked as he slid in beside her.
Brad wrapped his arms around her and pulled her close. “My assistants called; my boss called….seems I forgot to check in yesterday. I wonder why?” He tilted her face and planted a light kiss on her nose. “Could be I was distracted.”
“I wouldn’t know about that; some of us actually work for a living,”
“I’m on a mini-vacation,” he protested. “How well do you know Denver?”
“Well enough. I can find the airport, the downtown area, and one of the better malls. Why, what do you want to do?”
“I’m doing it. And I can’t wait to go back to your ranch.”
She sat up and looked at him. “Brad,” she shoved her loose tendrils of hair back. “What if I said I don’t want you on my ranch?”
Releasing May 31st at SCP