As many of you know, it’s been a crazy ride for my latest Evernight Publishing release, Board Indiscretion – book 3 of my Taking Advantage series. I struggled with writing this story. In the first two books of the series, Mark Olson was a player. Even his friends, John Dorsey (Board Stiff) and Greg Snow (Board Approved) were leery about Mark being around their women. You see, Mark had been in a loveless and sexless marriage for some time, so when his divorce was finalized, he went a bit off the deep end – bedding anything he could. I guess I worried a bit if I made Mark too much of a “villain” so-to-speak in the first two stories to redeem him. So, this book took me some time to craft.
Once I finally felt confident that I’d created a story for Mark and Suzannah that I could be proud of, I began my revision process. In January 2014, I had fully revised the manuscript and was preparing to send it out to my beta readers before submission. But I did something stupid. I didn’t save the revised version to my cloud right away, only saving it to my thumb drive and the flipping thing crashed. And by crashed, I mean… it was not even accepting any electrical current to it – the drive would not even light up when I plugged it in. I was devastated. It had already taken me so long to draft the story and now the revised version was gone. Ugh!
I sent it away to a company in California with high hopes that the information (as there were other manuscripts on that drive) could be recovered. This first company wanted $800 for the attempt and there was no guarantee. It was at that point that I lost my drive. Quite honestly, my motivation to write wiped out almost as quickly as the thumb drive itself. I’m not sure which was harder to deal with. I found a million other things to do besides write and I began the process of accepting the fact that I’d lost the revised version of Board Indiscretion and would have to start the revision process from scratch.
Then my husband found a local company LC Technology that recovered SanDisk thumb drives specifically. I contacted them, explained my situation and sent them my drive. It took them several weeks, but they did it! And not only did they recover Board Indiscretion, but they recovered everything on the drive and for 1/8 the cost of the California company. I was saved and so was Mark Olson!
I’ve found this journey to be quite ironic for this story. You see, this story is about a second chance at love for Mark Olson and well, it was also sort of second chance for me. I’m pleased to present to you Mark Olson and Suzannah McCormick of Board Indiscretion!
Mark Olson isn’t just known for owning his three large care dealerships. He’s also known as a player, at least since his divorce. For a while, he believes he is satisfied as a member of Advantage Insurance Company’s board of directors and bedding a different woman every weekend. That is until someone decides to call his bluff.
Suzannah McCormick is the sweet girl working hard as the executive assistant to Advantage’s CEO. But underneath her saccharine southern charm is a vixen-in-waiting. She’s never been with a man that tapped into that side of her, but she set her sights on Mark Olson with high hopes.
Mark doesn’t realize his single status and his heart are in jeopardy.
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Since his divorce, he’d convinced himself that remaining single was what he wanted. It made things less complicated for his two pre-teen daughters. Shit! It made things less complicated for himself. But that lifestyle could also be quite lonely.
That’s where Suzie came in and complicated the hell out of his life. She was the executive assistant to the CEO of Advantage Insurance Company, Michael Herron, and well… Mark was a member of Advantage’s board of directors, had been for several years. He loved his position on the board. Aside from the small amount of prestige it carried, he’d made great friends with the other members, particularly the two younger board members—John Dorsey and Greg Snow. A relationship with Suzie could compromise his position on the board and with the members, but truth be told, he also loved his most recent position between her legs.
If only the situation was different.
A familiar giggle wafted in from the direction of the dance floor. The delicate sound stirred his cock to life. It stiffened against his black trousers instantly. After several weeks of clandestine meetings involving dirty talk and hard fucks, he’d know that giggle anywhere. He’d heard it many times afterwards when they lay tangled in each other’s limbs. Turning his head in the direction of the dance floor, anger heated his face and his hands clenched into fists on the bar top at the sight he witnessed.
Sandwiched between two guys that he’d now refer to as dickheads, danced the woman that wreaked havoc on his single life status. Her little black dress clung to her trim frame, emphasizing her small, but very perky breasts and showing off her figure that could easily grace the cover of any fashion magazine. Her legs stretched for miles and her creamy white skin contrasted nicely against the jet black of her dress. Flinging her silky blonde hair over her shoulder and down her back, her pink Pursecase carrying her iPhone dangled from her wrist as her hips gyrated against her two dance partners. The taller man dancing behind her slipped his hand over her hip and rested it over her low belly as he rubbed what Mark was sure to be a rock hard erection against Suzie’s ass.
What the fuck is she doing?
First, she never came to the Beach Club. Never. In all his regular visits to this club over the last couple of years, he had yet to see her in here once. Not once! Second, she was practically dry-humping two guys in the middle of the dance floor. That wasn’t her typical style.
Suzie was one of those beautiful women that appeared to have the girl-next-door innocence. She didn’t dress too provocatively. She was sexy, but in that way that was just natural. Her bubbly Southern charm won over all the men on the board of directors and Mark speculated it would win over anyone. He flirted with her, teasing her on board days to get a rise out of her. There’d always been a twinkle of mischief in her eyes when he flirted with her that would leave him questioning whether he knew her at all.
At last quarter’s board meeting, she left him dumbfounded when she responded to his flirtation with a proposition. After mulling it over for a bit, which actually had turned out to be a couple weeks, he called her bluff. He asked her over to his place for cocktails and she showed up. What he learned was that there was a lot more to Suzannah McCormick than met the eye. The rest was history.
Throwing back the last remnants of his whiskey, he stood from his stool, tossed some cash on the bar, and turned toward the dance floor. He wrestled with what his next move should be.
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On most Tantalizing Tuesdays, you’ll find me posting pictures of the hottest half-naked buff young guy I could find to tease you all. This week I’ve teamed up with one of my favorite gal pals, DC Stone, to bring you one of the most sophisticated and sexiest men on the planet. For the longest time, he was known as Hollywood’s most eligible bachelor. No one thought he’d ever tie the knot. Well, we need not wonder anymore… George Clooney is officially off the market! I know… I think we all collectively sighed when we heard the news. He’s like a fine wine… George has only improved with age. Sit back and enjoy, ladies!
If you didn’t get enough of George, don’t miss DC Stone’s Man Candy Monday post!
Love in Lederhosen
Some days I start my research for the TTT post and think, can there be any more hotties out there? Then I come across one and think “how the hell have I missed him the last ten months?” That is how I felt when I came across fitness model, Marc Fitt. He’s actually my kind of guy. He’s got that boy-next-door look that I love and a killer body. Don’t get too excited though, ladies… he’s got a gorgeous girlfriend too! 😉 I think the only way she’ll share him is via Tantalizing Tuesday! You can find him on Facebook here or at his website www.marcfitt.com. Enjoy – he’s scrumptious.
A few weeks ago I hosted Lea Bronsen and her Evernight Publishing release, The Perfect Shoot. If you missed that post, you can find it here. I’d had the privilege to review of love scene in that story prior to publication and it was scorching hot, so I’m well aware of the fact that Lea can burn up the pages. That is why I’m thrilled to help her promote her newest erotica release, High-Risk Fever, from Decadent Publishing. I’ve got it uploaded on my Nook as I write this and am eager to dive into it… as you should be too. Without further ado, please welcome Lea back!
Thank you so much for hosting me! I’m incredibly happy to share this new release. I started it in response to an erotica anthology call in the spring of 2013. The antho didn’t happen, but I continued writing, broadening my genre spectrum from hetero erotica to GLBT and ménage. Though I’d already told the story of a gay boy in my debut novel, describing full-on gay acts and choreographing steamy foursome scenes so long they spanned over several chapters was a new experience and quite the challenge! *laughs* I hope you enjoy this wild ride of mine as well J
Two young and indecently handsome bicyclists visit a village in the French Alps during the summer holidays. Forced by a raging storm to spend the night at the local bed & breakfast, they invade the quiet lives of hostess Anne and her husband, Brian.
A power outage plunges the foursome into darkness, encouraging new liaisons to form, life-long secrets to be unveiled, and steamy lessons to be learned. But once the storm moves on, can the four find a balance and resume their normal lives?
Breathing deeply to calm her nerves, she approached the unfortunate bicyclist and bent to grab his handlebar.
Surely by pure coincidence, one of his gloved hands landed on hers, curling strong fingers around her small ones and helping her pull until the bike stood upright between them.
Still, even as he stood on his feet, his hand lingered, holding hers firmly on the hard-plastic handle.
Anne looked up into his face, seeing him for the first time. How in the world had she missed such a jewel earlier? Among tanned, Latin features, a pair of black diamonds sparkling with mischief stared back without shame. His long, black locks were swept back in a ponytail, revealing a single golden earring in his left lobe. Large chest muscles heaved beneath a tight, pink spandex shirt, begging to be caressed by a woman’s hand, and black chest hairs peeked from the open collar.
Unable to believe the seductive intensity he exuded, she sucked in a breath and held it while the world narrowed. Her head buzzed. “What?”
“What?” The beautiful bicyclist used the same low tone, his full lips forming a teasing grin inches from her face. He was so near she could smell his hot breath. Intoxicating.
How had he come so close? And how long before her husband noticed?
Thankfully, Brian’s calm, indifferent voice rose behind her, addressing the blond bicyclist. “So you’re looking for a place to stay?”
“Yeah. We’ve already asked in several different villages on our way here.”
Anne tugged at her trapped hand and took a demonstrative step back. “Please.”
“Oh.” Feigning surprise, the dark beauty lifted an eyebrow and removed his hand, allowing her to retrieve hers. “Sorry,” he added, rolling a thick R with his tongue, keeping his lips parted a second too long. A move so deliberately naughty, her stomach knotted with need.
As she retreated, he studied her face with a grin, arrogance and amusement gleaming in his dark eyes, before turning his attention to the two other men.
Blood pulsing in her temples, she copied his movement.
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ABOUT LEA BRONSEN:
Lea has always had a vivid imagination and written since an early age. Now juggling life as a mother, full-time worker, and thriving author, she struggles to find any reading time – but when she opens a book, she wants it fast, hot, and edgy! Striving to give her own stories the same intensity, she currently divides her writing time between psychological thriller, erotic contemporary romance, and dripping erotica.
Have you ever watched a show that totally freaked you out that you can’t sleep because the creepiness of it simply plays through your head over and over and over again? That’s Criminal Minds for me! I’ve yet to watch an episode that doesn’t make me triple check the doors and windows and curl up next to my husband in an attempt to find peace of mind. But I keep coming back… in part because I find that world fascinating… profiling criminals… but also in part because of Shemar Moore!
I first got heart palpitations from Shemar when he played Malcolm on Y&R (the Young & the Restless). Oh he was dreamy. Now he’s FBI special agent Derek Morgan on Criminal Minds and he’s still dreamy! Enjoy today’s tantalizer!
I have Kastil Eavenshade visiting today with her twist on Hansel and Gretel. Welcome, Kastil! 🙂
Thanks for helping me spread the word on my latest naughty release. This is more than naughty by title. I really ramped it up a notch with Witches & Lycans.
I traveled back in time to 1966 to base this story in a small town of Beowulf Hollow. Fictitious all the way, the town is nestled between mountains and the kind of place young lovers aspire to move out of. Enter Susan Gretel and John Hansel—Just a couple of swingers looking for one far out party before they go back to college. Except the soirée doesn’t go as planned. Along comes some bipedal werewolves, a mysterious man wielding flintlocks pistols, and a whole lot of chaos underneath the stars. Mix in some sexual awakening and you’ve got the makings of a hot story brimming with twists and turns. Ready for the ride?
Blurb: John Hansel and Susan Gretel are spending their summer break back in Beowulf Hollow. Not that they have a choice, since their parents are footing the bill for college. With one year left until they get their degree, the couple decides to partake in one more swinger’s party outside of town, being held at a closed campground.
Susan’s got her eye on local bad boy David. A past partner, she knows what to expect from his lustful nature. That her boyfriend, John, gets a kick out of watching just makes it more enjoyable for her. But she finds out that David’s more than a sexual beast in the sack.
Armed with nothing but innate powers she never knew she possessed and her lover John, Susan’s got to fight back a threat bearing down on Beowulf Hollow. An evil that manifests every twenty-five years has come back again to lay waste to the sleepy little town in the backwoods of Pennsylvania. One that starts with a pair of grey eyes belonging to a man who knows every intimate inch of her flesh—David.
She reached the edge of the clearing and entered the forest. She’d skirt the outside and watch as the others mingled. The incense burning, while pleasant, was starting to fog her brain. Her fingertips danced along the bushes. Shivers ran down her spine as a cool breeze tickled her skin. A strong, possessive grip caught her from behind.
“Change your mind about Tim?” David licked her lobe.
“No.” She moaned as his hands slipped up her blouse and rested on her left breast.
“You think he’s going to be able to handle you like me? He’s just a pup.” He tweaked her nipple.
“Playing alpha dog again, David?” She chuckled before sucking in a deep breath as David’s other hand possessed her right breast. He’d always treated these swinger retreats like the men were a pack of wild animals that needed to be tamed. Only David could have a pick of the bitches like some odd commune. He watches too many macho movies and needs to be brought down to size.
Yet, her body never listened when she tried to control the situation.
“He’s watching this, you know. I told him I’d show him how a man handles a woman like you.” His tongue lapped at her throat.
“Tim?” She tried to take offense to his crass wording, but his hand traveled the length of her belly and shoved her skirt down. Fully exposed to the air, she couldn’t deny the moisture evident below. He swiped his thumb against it and hovered the digit in front of her. Her tongue darted out, tasting her sticky sweet arousal. His cock rubbed along the crack of her ass. She took his thumb into her mouth and sucked. Not only had he followed her into the woods, David had done it completely naked.
“No. I am the alpha dog.” He removed his thumb and stuck his middle finger between her moistened nether lips. “And you’re the best fuck I’ve ever had.”
Words wouldn’t form on her lips. All the times she’d had sex with David worked to his advantage. Each inch of her skin was known to him. He could never have her, but he owned her nonetheless.
“On your knees,” he demanded.
She dropped to his command, his thick length bobbing in front of her face. Hers to caress and manipulate, she wrapped her lips around the head. David thrust in, his hand fisted in her hair. With slow precision, he fucked her mouth. She cupped and massaged his balls, but he didn’t speed up. Her coaxing did not give her the upper hand as it had before. No, his plan was slow torture, hovering between teasing and full arousal. Another shadow fell over her.