Thursday, May 31, 2012

Simply Sexy Stories Welcomes Samantha Cayto!

NG: I’m welcoming Samantha Cayto on Simply Sexy Stories! Hi, Samantha!
SC: Hi Nichelle, thanks so much for inviting me today.

NG: My pleasure! Let’s start with some Samantha Cayto trivia questions! What’s your favorite time of day?

SC: After dinner. I’m a night person.

NG: Me too! What’s your favorite place to write?

SC: At the dining room table. It allows me to write and keep track of what’s going on with my family.

NG: What’s your favorite drink in the morning?

SC: Coffee!

NG: Gotta have that java, eh? I can relate! What are you reading right now?

SC: The Witness by Nora Roberts. I love Nora.

NG: I do too! What’s your favorite thing about summer?

SC: Not having to drive the kids to school.

NG: LOL! Do you have an e-reader? If so, tell me whether it was easy or difficult to adjust to reading digital books. Do you prefer paperbacks?

SC: I have a Kindle. I didn’t think I’d want an e-reader, but I fell in love instantly. It’s so easy and it fits in my pocket book, too. I’m a total convert, although I still buy paperbacks.

NG: You’ve been captured and your captor tells you to choose either your MP3 player or your e-reader...which one would you choose? :)

SC: My MP3. I love to read, but I can’t read something over and over again. Music I can listen to repeatedly and it will still make me feel great.

NG: I agree! Although, I'd miss not having something to read. What do you think is the biggest misconception about females writing in this genre?

SC: That we’re all lonely, sex-starved and not serious. I am a married lawyer with three teenagers. I have a hectic and wonderful life, but romance and erotica make it that much better.

NG: Why are you drawn to writing MM erotic romance? 


SC: I’ve always found two guys having sex to be incredibly arousing. I love to read it, watch it, and write it.

NG: Do the people in your life know about your writing? Are they supportive?

SC: My family and friends know and some of my colleagues. Most everyone is supportive but a lot of them won’t read it.

NG: What advice would you give to inspiring authors interested in penning successful MM erotic romances?

SC: Keep writing. The more you do it, the better you become. If you’re not a gay man, then you need to read it and watch it to get a feel for how two men go about actually have sex together.

NG: Great advice, Samantha! Okay, let's talk about your writing. Describe your writing process...are you a careful plotter or laid back pantster?

SC: I’m a pantster. I start with a germ of an idea and run with it from start to finish.

NG: How many hours a day do you try to commit to your manuscript?

SC: My schedule is too full and erratic to plan on writing. I just catch whatever time I can and sometimes won’t write for days.

NG: What’s your biggest distraction from focusing on your writing?

SC: Tiredness mostly. I can get home pretty late and don’t have the energy to write.

NG: What are you working on for 2012?

SC: I’m working on three new short stories to promote the Naughty Sleepover that the Sassy Seven are hosting in February. None of those will be MM, though.

NG: You've got a lot going on! I'm impressed you find ANY time to write. Let's talk about your latest release One Night In A Dungeon. What's this story all about?

SC: It’s about a military man fulfilling his fantasy of being a submissive. I love the idea of a strong man bending to another’s will.

NG: What inspired you to pen this story?

SC: I love the military, BDSM and MM sex. The story wrote itself!

NG: I love it when that happens! Give me three reasons readers will love One Night In A Dungeon.

SC: Well the guys are hot, the sex is hot and it has a happily for now ending. I like happy endings and I think readers like them too.

NG: Samantha, I think you're right! What's the one thing readers can always count on when picking up one of your books?

SC: I always try to have believable characters and dialogue. And, oh yeah, lots of steamy sex.

NG: Samantha, thank you so much for coming on Simply Sexy Stories. Best wishes for all your endeavors in 2012!

SC: Thanks you, Nichelle. It’s been fun talking with you.
Blurb: Captain Drew Atkins, a battle-hardened warrior, is ready for the ultimate test of his strength and courage - submitting himself to another man’s control. Luc DuBois is the consummate Dom, the perfect man to initiate Drew in the twin delights of pleasure and pain. One night in a dungeon taxes them both.

Drew isn’t sure he can yield up control or take the pain his body craves. The allure of this new submissive drives Luc to the edge of his control.
Luc introduces Drew to the awesome effects of pain and the bliss of leaving the decisions up to someone else. The tension of Drew’s career washes away with each stroke of the flogger. He is more than willing to give Luc whatever he demands.

Luc admires Drew’s strength, is humbled by his trust and takes only what he knows the other man can give. As he plays with the soldier’s body, Luc also knows one night will not be enough.


Caution! Sexy Excerpt Below:
The hard slap of leather against skin matched the beat of the Linkin Park song playing in the background. Drew Atkins closed his eyes and let the sounds blend inside him, his blood pounding in his head, coursing through his veins with the same throbbing rhythm. His cock pressed hard against his jeans. It had been that way since moments after he'd arrived at this out—of—the—way labyrinth of playrooms. Who knew Los Angeles could harbour such wicked delights behind an unmarked door guarded by discreet bouncers clad in black? All it took to gain entry was to utter a simple sentence.

"I'm Luc's guest."

The Dungeon Mistress had smiled as if she'd known what lay in store for him tonight. He hadn't. He could only have imagined until he had stepped into this playroom and watched two people, a man and a woman, being strung up and beaten. Even though neither scene was of a man mastering another man, the sights still heated his blood and banished his apprehension. He was going to do this. He was going to finally submit himself to another man and learn what delights could be found by being dominated and disciplined.

The fantasy had lurked in the back of his mind for as long as he could remember, ever since he had been old enough to understand and acknowledge that he was gay. He had pushed aside the thoughts, the yearnings, because dealing with his sexual orientation had already been a difficult thing to do. For too many years, it had clashed with his desire to be a soldier. Attending West Point and working his way up the ranks to captain—and all the while stealing a few moments of pleasure with other men—had taken time and energy. It had been easier to bring his natural inclination towards leadership into the bedroom rather than check it at the door. But it had been exhausting, too, and never as fulfilling as he had hoped. In the end, the plain truth of it was that, while he had been born to take charge in every other aspect of his life, when it came to sex, he wanted someone else to lead the way.

He focused his attention on the smacks and groans and imagined it was him tied up and being beaten. His flesh tingled with arousal. He could feel the hair on his arms rise. A shudder ran through him. This part of his nature had been harder to acknowledge. Although, like any good soldier, he avoided harm as much as possible, his deepest desire was to be disciplined as well as mastered. He had done the research and now understood that guys like him, who carried responsibility and suffered tremendous stress, often craved the release of pain. Still, a part of his brain screamed 'deviant' and, worse, questioned his manhood. What kind of 'real' man liked to be trussed like a hog to slaughter, and made to moan and scream? 


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Author Bio:
I wish I had something exciting to put here - something like I'm a dominatrix who spends her days having gorgeous men lick chocolate off her body. The truth is I'm a corporate lawyer, happily married for twenty years with three kids and four dogs. I've loved erotica and especially male-on-male stories since my teen years. Besides my family, writing and reading, my loves include the sight, smell and sounds of the ocean (I'm a New England girl through and through), chocolate (naturally), prime rib (bloody) and good bourbon on the rocks.

I love to hear from readers. Please write to me at:
Samantha@samanthacayto.com

Tuesday, May 29, 2012

Simply Sexy Stories Welcomes Zara Stoneley!

NG: I'm thrilled to have Zara Stoneley here today to talk about her latest release! Zara, take it away!

ZS: Hi Nichelle, Thanks for having me here to talk about Forfeit, my erotic romance, and the two characters Cat and Brent :- )

Five random facts about me…

1. It’s not worth talking to me in the morning until I’ve had coffee, preferably two cups, preferably black.

2. I love strong, masculine men who know they can cope with me, think Aragorn (Viggo Mortenson) from LOTR, Daniel Craig as 007, Hugh Jackman as Wolverine, oh and can I add in David Gandy as well, just because…..?

3. I haven’t read Fifty Shades of Grey, I might do one day out of curiosity but my TBR pile is already teetering.

4. I drink wine: white wine, pink wine, red wine, bubbly…it all depends on all kinds of things, like my mood, the weather, where I am, who I’m with.

5. I’m a twitter-holic even though I always swore I wouldn’t be (I’m currently resisting Pinterest because it looks dangerous!).

Five random facts about Cat (and the things Brent teaches her)…

1. She likes to be in control, total control, of everything: her life, her emotions, her men.

2. She soon finds out that being dominated, tied up and spanked can be liberating.

3. Menage is one of her new words, a word she quite likes. She also quite likes being on top…

4. She’s just found out that remote controls aren’t always for the TV and that high heels aren’t just for wearing when you go out.

5. And she now knows that even grown up girls should have a toy box.

And five random facts about Brent…
1. He won’t take no for an answer.

2. He’s competitive and in control, but loyal, fair and very, very patient (believe me he needs to be).

3. He likes oysters, champagne and the finer things in life, but is also quite partial to a day at the seaside and an ice-cream.

4. He’s not the jealous type; or rather he never has been before he met Cat.

5. Oh yes, and Brent has a secret that could ruin everything….

Blurb: Cat’s life is falling apart – her boyfriend’s dumped her, she’s lost her home and she’s about to quit her job. Her boss, Brent, has a solution: become his wife for a year, to help him land a big promotion. But Cat’s had a taste of Brent before, and she knows he’s a bad boy who loves women and leaves them. So she agrees to marry him, but tells him there’s to be no sex. He adds his own condition: if she as much as talks to another man in that time, she must pay, by acting out 12 of Brent’s kinkiest sex fantasies. When she breaks the rule, the forfeit is on: but opening up and letting Brent into her heart, as well as her bed, could be the most dangerous game of all …

Excerpt:
But she wasn’t going to just strip and jump in either. There were limits. This was sex, not surrender. She stepped closer; she couldn’t help herself. The instant she did, he knew; he was waiting for her as if he’d been counting the seconds. His hand reached out, cradling her breast, rolling one erect nipple roughly between finger and thumb until it was so large, so hard it was painful.

Sadie had reached up with her spare hand, the other still holding his cock, and she took charge of the other nipple, her touch more delicate, but insistent. Cat gasped and closed her eyes; it was a new kind of torture, and the two different sensations were twisting her insides, making her whole body sway.

‘Take your top off.’ The order broke into her stupor, soft but insistent, and she was powerless to resist. She didn’t want to say no, didn’t want this to stop. The second her top was off he was pulling her closer to them, his hand firm on her bum as Sadie’s lips tightened around her breast. She wanted to object, pull away, she didn’t do girl stuff, but his hand had closed more firmly on her buttock and suddenly it didn’t matter.

This was different to his sucking yesterday; this tongue was long, delicate, flicking, encircling, and teasing her in a way she had never experienced before. Then his hand had moved round, and together he and Sadie were undoing her jeans; two hands tugging them down and she didn’t know who was doing what. She didn’t care any longer as Sadie continued teasing with her lips, easing the swollen breast in and out of her soft mouth. Cat was only aware of a desperate need as a firm hand started to slowly push her thighs apart, as a finger stroked her damp, swollen pussy.

‘You are so wet, darling, so wet. Is that for me or for her, Cat? Who do you want?’

She moaned. She could feel the scrape of long nails on her bum, skating over her cheek and circling her lower back, massaging just above the base of her spine, sending a shiver of anticipation through her as they threatened to slip lower. One long, slim finger stroked the base of her spine. She gasped. She didn’t know who she wanted, what she wanted, and she didn’t care.

She screamed as two fingers were rammed inside her and then he was rocking them, bending and flexing them as he pushed in and out, further each time, his thumb firm against her clit. The touch of Sadie’s fingers just above, sliding over her bumhole, was sending her skittering nearer the release she so desperately needed. Her legs were trembling and she pressed harder against him to stop herself giving way. His mouth was on hers, his tongue insistent, forcing its way into her soft warmth, then she realised her breast had been abandoned, and Sadie’s soft mouth was travelling down her stomach, circling her navel, nipping softly along her flesh. A tremor shook her body as the soft, warm mouth traced its damp path along her skin.

‘Do you want her mouth there, Cat? Or do you want my hard cock deep inside you?’ She let out a moan, a deep moan that came from somewhere inside her. She had slipped her thighs wider apart, willing his fingers in deeper. Then it was his mouth on her nipple, biting so hard she cried out, and she could feel soft skin against hers as Sadie sank to her knees, her tongue burning a trail further down her taut stomach, sending a ripple of anticipation down through her whole body. She was shaking now so much between the two of them, her body in spasms of delight and need, barely aware as he eased her down onto the rug, his fingers still strumming her insides as she tightened around him. His mouth was hard on hers again, pinning her down, forcing her to relinquish herself to the pleasure, and she could feel another mouth on her mound, lips pulling at the soft curls, teasing. A long tongue, curling down, finding her clit as firm, delicate fingers parted her lips. The tongue flicked once, twice, and then she was screaming into his mouth as the lips firmly took the swollen nub and sucked, and his fingers carried on playing inside her as she came with an orgasm that shook her whole body, sending her hips convulsing beneath the tongue, around the hand.

Then the hand was gone, the mouth was gone, and he was above her, his knees between her thighs, forcing his big, hard cock inside her. Driving deeper inside her than he had before, until she could feel his balls against her damp pussy. She slid her hands down the strong, hard back and looked into his eyes, suddenly feeling exposed as his raw desire bit into her. She closed her eyes, wanting only the pleasure, not the pain, not wanting to bare her soul to him.

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Available from - Xcite Books, Amazon (UK), Amazon (US), Barnes & Noble, All Romance and all other good e-book sellers.

About the author:
Zara is a writer and lover of all things romantic, from the sensual to the sexual, who knows that naughty can be nice. She lives in the UK, but whenever she can she heads off in search of some sunshine and inspiration for her stories.

She love sexy high heels...good food....good wine....music...coffee (lots and lots of coffee)... and Italy. All things Italian from the countryside to the culture, the wine to the food...and of course the sexy men.

She's been a consultant, a teacher, a mother, a wife, a lover... and has always been a writer and she'd love to hear from you.

Where you can find her: 

Blog: http://zarastoneley.blogspot.co.uk/

Twitter: @ZaraStoneley

Facebook: http://www.facebook.com/ZaraStoneley

Email – zarastoneley@gmail.com

Sunday, May 27, 2012

Sexy Sunday Snippet - Garden Pleasures by Nichelle Gregory


The hammock chair hugged her body as it moved her through the warm, summer air. She thought of him as she looked around her beautiful garden. He had created a lush paradise for her. A place secluded from neighbors and completely designed to relax the soul.

In the beginning, she couldn’t see his vision, hadn’t understood what the finished result would be but now with the garden almost completed, she was mesmerized by her surroundings.

She loved to rush home each day from work, knowing he would be there directing his staff as they worked to bring her garden paradise to fruition. Watching Javier work, was like watching poetry in motion. She couldn’t resist spying on him from her bedroom window overlooking the backyard as she stripped out of her work clothes.

Her eyes were drawn to his muscled body. He was tall, but graceful in his movements as he worked various tools into the earth. She would fantasize about his hands roaming all over her heated skin, leaving no place untouched.

He was so strong and yet patient with every project she watched him take on. She always got wet, wondering what it would feel like to have him attend to her with the same lavish attention.

She loved opening every window in her bedroom. Then could ahear his voice below as she took out her favorite toy and masturbated. She enjoyed lying nude on her bed while imagining Javier watched her as she worked herself up to a splendid orgasm. She’d push the dildo in and out of her wet pussy, lost in her naughty fantasy, often biting her lip to keep from crying out as she climaxed.

Today, she would play with her pussy in his garden. The lush haven he had created for her with gardenias, roses, and tulips bursting in colors of yellow, purple and white. The heady scent of the blossoms filled the humid air.

Mimi swayed in the hammock, her mini sundress lifting in the breeze, as she opening her legs into a comfortable position. This was the perfect place for seduction, even if it was only for her. She took her beloved dildo out of its case and licked the tip.

She'd worn no panties and she was already wet with anticipation as she slipped her hand beneath her dress. She sucked on the dildo as she moved her hand passed soft damp curls to the shaved lips below. Lovebirds sang to her overhead as she trailed her index finger up and down her vulva. Her nipples harden as she imagined Javier touching and licking her.

She was so close to coming, Mimi knew it wouldn't take much to bring herself to orgasm. She took the dildo from between her lips and brought down to her pussy, teasing the engorged clit as she turned on the tiny whisper quiet vibrations that drove her crazy. A small moan escaped from her lips as she pushed the dildo in...inch by delicious inch.

Mimi lost herself in the delicious vibrations of her plastic cock as she moved in and out of her slick sheath.

This was Javier filling her up as she worked the dildo faster and deeper inside of her. The slippery wet sounds escaping from her pussy excited her even more. Just a few more strokes and she was going to cum hard for the first time in his garden.

Just one more-

“Mimi?”

The deep slightly accented voice came from behind her chair. Startled, Mimi let out a tiny scream.

Javier! 

What was he doing here?

She floundered, her limbs not responding in her panicked state. Not knowing what to do, she pushed the dildo deep into her pussy and pulled her little sundress down over her sticky trembling thighs...

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I KNOW you wanna read more!
You can right Garden Pleasures in its entirety right NOW!

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Tuesday, May 22, 2012

The Power of Four!

I'd like to thank Nikki Prince for tagging me! You should know, it took me longer than four minutes to come up with my list for the Power of Four. ;)

Here's goes my...

Four jobs I'd like to try:
Cake artisan
Photographer
Party Planner
Bartender


Four Places I'd Like to Live:
Italy
Kauai
Seattle
Chicago


Four Movies I Could Watch Again and Again:
Indiana Jones
The Godfather 
Pretty Woman
Unfaithful


Four Television Shows I Watch:
Scandal
Suits
Fringe
Justified


Four Authors I Enjoy:
J.R. Ward
Lara Adrian
Brenda Jackson
Dean Koontz


Four Places I Have Travelled To:
Kauai
Canada
Florida
Seattle


Four Websites I Visit Daily:
My blog
Facebook
Tumblr
Amazon


Four Of My Favorite Words:
conundrum 
pummeling
seriously
lush


Four of My Favorite Foods:
Pizza
Thai 
Seafood
Chocolate


Four Things In My Purse:
Ipod
Nook
Lip Smackers Lip Gloss 
Spearmint Ice Breakers  


Four People I Want to Tag:
Benjamin
Gracen
Maggie 
Wendi


If you’ve been tagged, make your own list and link back to this post. Have fun with it!

Monday, May 21, 2012

Simply Sexy Stories Welcomes Saranna DeWylde!

NG: I’m welcoming Saranna DeWylde on Simply Sexy Stories! Hi, Saranna!

SD: Hi, Nichelle. Thank you so much for having me.

NG: My pleasure! Let’s start with some Saranna DeWylde trivia questions! What’s your favorite time of day?

SD: Very early evening. I love it when the sky shifts from blue to almost purple, the moon is up, but so is the sun, and the temperature starts to drop just a bit.

NG: I love that too! What’s your favorite place to write?

SD: Somewhere, anywhere, with a door.

NG: LOL! What’s your favorite drink in the morning?

SD: Water, actually. I do love my caffeine, but when I first get up I love how a big, cold glass of water feels going down.

NG: Mmm...me too! What are you reading right now?

SD: The Feather Men (Killer Elite) by Ranulph Fiennes, and An American Radical by Susan Rosenberg.

NG: Do you have an e-reader? If so, tell me whether it was easy or difficult to adjust to reading digital books. Do you prefer paperbacks?

SD: I have an e-reader and I love it. I don’t think it was hard to adjust to reading digital because I was a freelance editor for ten years and I’m used to reading on a screen. I do still love my paperbacks. Any book that I fall in love with, I will still buy in paperback. Also, all of my research books are all print purchases. I love the smell of books, the weight of them in my hand, the sound the pages make when you turn them. I’m a complete bibliophile.

NG: You’ve been captured and your captor tells you to choose either your MP3 player or your e-reader...which one would you choose? J

SD: I don’t have an MP3 player. Although if I did, I would still choose my e-reader.

NG: What do you think is the biggest misconception about females writing in this genre?

SD: Oh, where do I start? From thinking that we’re all Whores of Babylon, or that we write one-handed while jilling off, to the belief that what we’re writing has no literary value—that we don’t go through the same character development and story arcs that any other writer does. Then there are those who think writing about sex is easy. It’s not. We have to pick and choose every word carefully to be sure we craft the right tone, atmosphere and fantasy for the characters and for the audience. The brain is the biggest sex organ and our job as writers is to engage it, stimulate it. That doesn’t happen without craft and dedication.

NG: * Applauding* Yes, so true and well said! Do the people in your life know about your writing? Are they supportive?

SD: They do. My husband has worked two jobs for most of our marriage to support my dreams of becoming a published author. My grandmother gave me my first Bertrice Small book and I know if she were still here, she’d be very proud of me and supportive.

NG: That's incredible and I know she'd be so proud of you, Saranna! What advice would you give to inspiring authors interested in penning successful erotic romances?

SD: Butt-in-chair. Write. Don’t edit until you’ve produced a draft. For erotic romances specifically, the sex should have a purpose and move the characters somewhere. If it’s banging for the sake of banging, your readers aren’t going to be invested. Part of what makes erotic romance hot is all the other messy stuff that goes along with sex. It’s not just explicit words, it’s how those explicit words change/move/motivate your characters.

NG: Yes! Great advice, Saranna! Okay, let's talk about your writing. Describe your writing process...are you a careful plotter or laid back pantster?

SD: A little of both, but mostly a pantster. I will write out a few basic points or motivations I want to keep in mind while writing, but otherwise, I like to discover what happens with my characters. Sometimes, I feel like I’m not writing the story. It already is, I’m just taking notes.

NG: How many hours a day do you try to commit to your manuscript?

SD: I work ten to twelve hours a day.

NG: Wow! I'm so jealous!! What’s your biggest distraction from focusing on your writing?

SD: Life? It’s so hard trying to find that balance and I’ve finally come to accept that it’s not a daily balance, but more like a monthly balance. I do have a lot of responsibilities that I didn’t necessarily sign up for, but these things are the right thing to do. Like caring for my bedridden mother-in-law. She needs care about every four hours. So, that’s a big one. Because writing isn’t a start/stop process. But I also learned that no one is going to give me time to write. It doesn’t work that way. If I want it, I have to take it.

NG: What are you working on for 2012?



SD: I’m in revisions now for my third book in my 10 Days series How To Seduce An Angel in 10 Days from Kensington Brava, edits for Furyous Ink which is my next Ellora’s Cave release, another nonfiction proposal I hope to start shopping in August or September, and completing another erotic piece called Night Train to Ostrava. I’m also working on promo for the 10 Days series books How To Lose A Demon in 10 Days and How to Marry A Warlock in 10 Days that release in September and October. Then promo for my memoir Sweet Hell on Fire that releases in November. My plate is blissfully full.



NG: Yes, it is! Goodness, girl, you're a busy lady! Let's talk about your latest release Lust and Other Drugs. What’s Lust and Other Drugs about?

SD: It’s about finding what you want right under your nose.

NG: What inspired you to pen this story?

SD: One of my favorite tropes to read about is best friends-to-lovers stories. Tension between characters is something I think is hotter than even the culmination and that situation is always rife with it.

NG: Delicious! Give me three reasons readers will love Lust and Other Drugs.

SD:

1. Anne is smart, a real woman you could and would be friends with.

2. Chase is the hottie next door we all crushed on.

3. It’s a story that will make you believe in a modern Happily Ever After.

NG: I love it! What's the one thing readers can always count on when picking up one of your books?

SD: A wild ride. What I write runs the gamut from light-hearted hijinks, to the darkest corners of imagination, but no matter where I go with my keyboard, you’ll feel every second right along with the characters.

NG: Thank you so much for coming on Simply Sexy Stories, Saranna, best wishes for all your endeavors in 2012!

SD: Thanks so much for having me, Nichelle. Best and brightest to you and yours for 2012 as well.


NG: Thank you! :)
Blurb: 
For months, Anne’s been indulging in a porn site that caters to women. She’s even got a favorite model, a hottie who gets her juices flowing every time. Until she finally sees his face—and discovers she’s been jilling off to videos of her lifelong best friend, Chase.

Now Anne can’t even look at him without imagining his big, hard…everything. Worse, she’s just become Chase’s new roommate. How can she possibly keep her hands off all that grade-A beefcake when it’s within arm’s reach? Does she even have to? A friends-with-benefits arrangement is looking more appealing by the second…

Starting with the world’s dirtiest dance, Anne and Chase’s physical relationship builds to the point of combustion. However, no-strings is harder than Anne ever imagined. Her lust for Chase is like a drug…but she’ll soon realize other, more complicated emotions are far more potent.


Caution! Super Sexy Excerpt Below:

By reading any further, you are stating that you are at least 18 years of age. 


An Excerpt From: LUST AND OTHER DRUGS 

Copyright © SARANNA DEWYLDE, 2012 
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc. 
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Anne agreed that she needed a man, but not just any man Gin could drag in off the street. She needed Chase Donovan.

And she was going to have him right now.

At least in effigy.

Her panties were so wet, clinging to her—the damp silk torture for her aching cunt. Every step she took, her jeans pushed the silk against her, just enough pressure to tease but not to bring any relief.

After Gin left, Anne pleaded fatigue and quickly retreated to her new bedroom. She made a frantic dive for the black overnight bag she’d stuffed full with all the things she’d need until she could get unpacked. Namely, a few days’ worth of clean clothes and her Bullet.

Anne couldn’t handle the Rabbit at the moment. She was too raw, too needy. The Bullet on the lowest setting would bring her some soothing although temporary relief. She slipped out of her jeans and under the covers.

After positioning the Bullet, she bit her lip and looked at her laptop. Did she dare? He was right outside the door in the living room. Or maybe he was in his room, filming. The very thought caused her breath to catch in her throat.

Yeah, she dared. Hell yeah, she did.

Anne yanked her laptop down onto the bed and pulled up Dreamed Desire. Chase’s shoots were on her favorites list and she opened the video of him jerking off. Sometimes she’d watch him when he was with women, but his solo act was the one that got her off every time.

She flipped the remote switch on the toy and the gentle buzz made her sigh. Anne let her hands wander her body, imagining they were Chase’s.

Just as the show was getting good—Chase was thrusting his hips up as he fucked his own fist—the rattle of the old knob on the door yanked her out of fantasy land and she slammed the lid down on the laptop just as the man himself crept into her room.

“Want me to tuck you in?” He gave her a lazy gin and then flopped on her bed, the mattress sagging under his weight and dumping her against him.

Dear God, he was on her bed!

While the Bullet was still on.

She fumbled beneath the covers but the goddamn remote was AWOL. Anne clenched her thighs tight to buffer the buzzing of the Bullet, both as soundproofing and to keep herself from orgasming until after he left.

But she had to admit that jilling off with him right there next to her had a certain bad-girl appeal.

“What are you doing?” He nodded to the computer. “Thought you were taking a nap.”

“If you thought I was sleeping, why did you come in and pester me?” She squirmed beneath her blanket, trying to reposition the Bullet but not tip him off to what exactly was going on under there.

God, but it feels so good.

He splayed his hand on her hip. “Come on, tell the truth. You were in here looking at porn.”

Her face flamed, but he couldn’t possibly know. Could he? No, he was just giving her shit. “I certainly was not. I’ll have you know I was reading Dakota Cassidy’s new book.”

“You wouldn’t tell me anyway. Haven’t you always said we don’t need to be that close?” His breath tickled her ear.

“It begs the question yet again, if you thought I was busy…” Anne trailed off, masking the gasp as the building pleasure in her cunt almost betrayed her.

“I thought you were never too busy for me?”

Her hips jerked involuntarily as her orgasm mounted. “Jesus, Chase! You’re tickling me.”

“Am I?” His voice sounded raspy for a moment, but it had to be her imagination. “Sorry.” He brushed his lips against her cheek in a familiar motion. “I’ll wake you up at six.”

She tried not to shiver at the caress. “You should get some rest too. You know Gin will want to stay until the place closes and you worked hard today.”

“Is that an invitation to nap with you?”

Oh sweet hell, yes!

No! The Bullet would buzz her clit right off if she didn’t let herself finish soon and get the damn thing out of her panties.

“No way are you hanging out in my bed. You haven’t even bought me dinner first. See, you move in with a guy and all the romance goes right out of the relationship.”

He laughed and got up. “That’s my Anne.”

Had his fingers lingered on her hip or had that been her imagination? It didn’t matter; the experience was being deposited directly into the spank bank. In fact, the whole encounter, him next to her in bed, was going into the vault.

Even after he left, the scent of him clung to her pillow. She loved the smell of his aftershave; it made her think of his square jaw, clean-shaven, and what it would look like with his mouth closed over her breast.

That image and the scent of him were what pushed her over the edge. She came, straining and arching against the stalwart little toy and wishing it was Chase.
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Lust and Other Drugs 
is available now with Ellora's Cave!







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Wednesday, May 16, 2012

Hump Day Reveries...

Halfway through the week. I wish I could step inside of this picture with my laptop. I'd settle in a nice comfy chair with a bottle of my favorite Riesling...no, make that a moscato. I'd happily type as I listened to the lilting babbling sounds of the water and breathed in the perfumed scent of those lovely blossoms.


*sigh*


Is it Friday yet??


Monday, May 14, 2012

True Story...

Hi. My name is Nichelle Gregory and I write erotic romance. Yes, those stories. Hot. Steamy. Naughty stories and I LOVE it!


I can't tell you how many times I've been asked: "Are these stories based on your real life?" No matter what I say, I get that look. That nod of the head or laugh that tells me whatever I say will not change the perception of the person brazen enough to ask such a question.


The belief is: I write sex-filled erotic romances...therefore, I am a sex crazed woman. 


Fine...fine. I'm so tired of denying it. 


I am a sex crazed woman. I live eat and breath S.E.X.




Yes, I've been ravished by a werewolf.


Yes, I've experienced untold pleasures with a gorgeous genie.
Yes, I've had sex in the office with a co-worker.


Yes, I've had sex with white, asian, latino, black and cookie men.







Yes
, I love sex toys and porn and I play with myself at every given moment. Damn...slippery fingers make it so hard to type!

Why, right now, I'm being spanked by the Gingerbread man! 
(If you'd like the recipe, just email me!)




I'm a kinky, wild, uninhibited author who writes chapters from my life story. 


Stay tuned...


I'm working on a tale about a woman who has been captured by a well-endowed alien...two massively hung aliens that teach her all about their naughty intergalactic ways aboard their ship!


Yep, it's a true story.


~Nichelle 

Friday, May 11, 2012

Lover's Embrace by Nichelle Gregory

"It's okay, baby, I've got you."

She sniffled against his neck, comforted by his strong arms wrapped around her and the scent of his warm skin. "Don't let me go."

He drew her closer to his body and she exhaled.

"Never." 

© 2012 Nichelle Gregory

Thursday, May 10, 2012

Simply Sexy Stories Welcomes Marie Haynes!

NG: I’m welcoming Marie Haynes on Simply Sexy Stories! Hi, Marie!

MH: Hey there!

NG: Let’s start with some Marie Haynes trivia questions! What’s your favorite time of day?

MH: Around 3:00 in the afternoon – I’m good and awake, it’s not too early for a glass of wine, and on lovely days, I can sit outside and write.

NG: What’s your favorite place to write?

MH: Believe it or not – a few local bars!

NG: Really? How interesting! What’s your favorite drink in the morning?

MH: Depends on the morning! If it’s been a late night, perhaps a bloody Mary – otherwise, hot tea with honey, preferably something very strong like Russian Caravan.

NG: What are you reading right now?

MH: I’m just finishing up Fifty Shades of Grey. I’d heard about it at the RT conference this year and decided I really should be “in the know” about this book.

NG: I haven't read it yet, but it's on my list! Do you have an e-reader? If so, tell me whether it was easy or difficult to adjust to reading digital books. Do you prefer paperbacks?

MH: I do! My husband bought me a Nook for mother’s day two years ago. I love it! I can carry hundreds of books with me when I travel. I still like paper and hard backs though, especially when I read in bed or cuddle on the couch beneath a warm blanket. There is something quite comforting about the printed word on real paper. Secret admission – I LOVE the smell of books!

NG: Me too, Marie, but I also love my Nook! You’ve been captured and your captor tells you to choose one book to amuse yourself during your imprisonment...which book would you choose? :)

MH: OMG!!! One???? That, my dear, is torture!!! Still – here goes – Clan of the Cave Bear by Jean Auel.

NG: I haven't read that series yet either! So many books...so little time! 

What do you think is the biggest misconception about females writing in this genre?

MH: I truly believe that the biggest misconception is the belief that because we write it, we do it or fantasize about it. While this might be true on rare instances, generally, it isn’t. I can’t help but wonder if those same folks who think that also think that Agatha Christie fantasized about actually committing murder!

NG: LOL...I know! Do the people in your life know about your writing? Are they supportive?

MH: The people whom I love and trust the most do, certainly. While my sons (19 and 23) have refused to read anything I’ve written (who can blame them!) they are quite proud of my accomplishments. So yes, I’d have to say they, my husband (who was one of the few men at RT this year!) and my close friends are quite supportive.

NG: What advice would you give to inspiring authors interested in penning successful erotic romances?

MH: Write for your own pleasure. If you enjoy what you write, others will too. Create a story that you would enjoy reading with strong, complicate characters and believable plots.

NG: Excellent advice, Marie! Okay, let's talk about your writing. Describe your writing process...are you a careful plotter or laid back pantster?

MH: I’m a character developer. I start with characters who have real fears and joys and problems. From them, stories grow. Because, as we all know, people are complicated and there’s always a story attached to why they behave as they do.

NG: Indeed. How many hours a day do you try to commit to your manuscript?

MH: This is a tough one. My life is very complicated. I have a regular full time job and a I’m a full time wife, mother, and caretaker of a parent suffering from Alzheimer’s, so I sometimes struggle to find 5-10 hours a week I can write. One day, I keep telling myself, that will change to 5-10 hours a day.

NG: What’s your biggest distraction from focusing on your writing?

MH: Family and work commitments – oh, and reading a good book!

NG: What are you working on for 2012?

MH: I have two ideas I’m working on – related stories about a woman and her great-grandmother – don’t get all creeped out! The great-grandmother’s story will be told in flashback through her journal so it would be historical fiction. I want the stories to show that despite different eras, values, and circumstances, our basic desires and dreams are really quite similar.

NG: That sounds fantastic, Marie! Let's talk about your latest release Discovering Pleasure. What’s this story about?

MH: It’s the journey of a young women who has suffered through a difficult upbringing and now discovers who she really is and what she really wants. It’s really about discovering one’s self.

NG: What inspired you to pen this story?

MH: The setting is in Southern Illinois wine country – an area of the state I simply adore! Also, I’m somewhat fascinated with the concept of Domestic Discipline so this book was a way to explore both.

NG: Give me three reasons readers will love Discovering Pleasure.

MH: It’s hot!!, the characters are real – filled with fear and humor and love, unexpected turns of plot.

NG: Delicious! What's the one thing readers can always count on when picking up one of your books?

MH: Hot sex and a happy ending. I know that sounds simple, but isn’t that why we all enjoy erotic romance?

NG: YES! Marie, thank you so much for coming on Simply Sexy Stories. Best wishes for all your endeavors in 2012!

MH: Thank you! I’ve loved answering your questions and being here with you all! Thanks for having me.
Book three in the Pleasure Series
Blurb: A little wine, a little nature, and one hot man is all Rose needs to Discover her Pleasure.

When Rose asks her Dominant, Nathan, to help her discover her family roots in Southern Illinois, she learns more about herself than she bargained for.

After spending a week at Giant City State Park, Rose leaves with not only a new family, but new friends and a new life filled with the structure she craves, Pleasure and love.

Reader Advisory: This story contains scenes of domestic discipline, bondage and BDSM, and has one scene of dubious consent. Interactions of multiple partners, including some F/F.

Caution! Super Hot Excerpt Below:
Rose Hester signed her name with a flourish then handed the pen over to Nathan who, with a quick stroke, added his own name to the contract.

“Satisfied?” she asked.

“Very. As long as you are, that is,” he responded, taking her into his arms and kissing her soundly. “So, when you first came to my house as a birthday gift, did you ever think you’d become a permanent part of my life?” he murmured into her ear.

Rose giggled, remembering her first encounter with Nathan. When Joe Dunes had suggested she give Nathan a birthday massage, Rose had jumped at the chance to land a new client. As a certified massage therapist, she had decided against working at a slick spa in St. Louis that charged outrageous prices and catered only to the rich. Instead, she’d purchased a portable massage table, mixed her own oils, and hung out her shingle. She’d planned to offer at-home massages to the average person for a reasonable fee. Nathan had been one of her first customers.

“No, but I’m so glad you consider me ‘permanent’,” she answered. “So, when is our first play event?”

Nathan threw back his head and roared. Rose smiled, loving the rich sound of his laughter.

“Anxious little slut, aren’t you?” he asked.

Rose nodded.

“You’re just going to have to wait a bit, ‘cause I’ve got a few errands to run. In the meantime, I expect you to prepare for my return,” he commanded.

“And when might that be?” she enquired, her little pink tongue darting out to moisten her lips.

“When I’m good and ready,” he answered sternly. Deftly, he spun her around and, with a sharp slap to her bottom, pushed her in the direction of the bathroom. “But when I return, I expect you showered, shaved, naked, lubricated and ready. Questions?”

“No, Sir,” she said, with a saucy grin.

Once she was standing in the shower, Rose luxuriated in the feel of the hot water and scented, soft lather. She disliked the harsh chemicals commonly found in commercial brands, so she used only organically made soaps. Carefully, she shaved her legs, underarms and pubic area—just as prescribed in the contract. Smiling to herself, Rose remembered how Nathan had argued against the contract. He didn’t want her to feel obligated to please him or trapped into doing something she really didn’t want to do. After days of badgering, arguing and cajoling, she had finally managed to make him understand that a written document would satisfy her need for order. She would not feel trapped at all, but rather…free. Funny, most people would think that the Dominant in a relationship would want the contract, not the submissive. But then again, most people didn’t understand her at all.

Humming slightly off key, Rose stepped out of the shower and dried herself with a big, fuzzy towel. She scooped her fingers into a jar of coconut oil scented with her own perfume and liberally worked the soothing moisturiser into her skin. Conscious of her newly signed contract, she also coated her pussy and anus with Nathan’s favourite lubricant, not that she needed much. Her thighs were already glistening with her own honey.

Now what do I do? Needing something to occupy herself, Rose wandered into Nathan’s bedroom with the intent of changing the sheets on his bed. Freshly laundered sheets always felt lovely against bare skin. Propped against a pillow, though, lay an envelope with her name scrawled across the flap.

“I should have known he’d leave instructions,” she murmured, grinning with anticipation.

Rose, By now you are showered, shaved and properly lubricated. You are also looking for something to do to keep yourself busy and out of trouble while you wait for me to return. In fact, you’re probably ready to do some laundry or clean something.

Rose laughed. Without a doubt, Nathan understood her need to stay busy, not to mention her almost compulsive cleaning habits.

I want you, however, to remember that your first priority is to act as my submissive. To that end, you will go to my dresser, open the top left drawer and remove a package wrapped in pink paper.

“Okay,” Rose said, following the directions. Sure enough, she found the package.

When you open the present—and yes, it is a present for you—you will understand what to do with it. I should return in about an hour, at which time I will expect my gift to be in its proper place, my floors swept, the kitchen spotless, the bed turned down and you kneeling three feet from the front door ready to welcome me.

I love you, Nathan

PS You will NOT orgasm in my absence.

Curious and more excited than ever, Rose carefully removed the pink wrapping, taking care not to rip the paper. For a moment, she could do nothing except stare at the gift. A butt plug. Seriously? He wanted her to insert a plug into her ass and then clean his house? Rose re-read the letter just to be sure she understood Nathan’s instructions. She had told him that she was ready to be challenged.

Looking at her reflection in the mirror, she said, “Well, this is what you wanted. Besides…Nathan—or rather, Sir—will understand if you really don’t want to do this. Good Lord, I’m talking to myself again.” She began to pace. Suddenly, she stopped and glanced in the mirror once more before nodding and making her decision. Reaching around to run a finger over her anus, she felt confident in the amount of lubrication she had applied earlier. Rose picked up her gift, took a deep breath and slowly inserted the plug. Graciously, Nathan had chosen a fairly small plug so, despite the initial discomfort, Rose’s body soon accepted the rude intrusion. Rose sighed deeply, feeling a seductive warmth begin to grow in the centre of her being—a full feeling that left her excited and trembling.

How on earth will I be able to move about and clean without having an orgasm? she thought as she began to sweep Nathan’s floors.
****
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Tuesday, May 8, 2012

Tantalizing Tuesdays - Bound By Love by Nichelle Gregory


Blindfolded, Amira could hear deep voices just outside the door of the room she was in. In her head, she imagined the terms discussed and the agreement made. Ribbons of excitement and anxiety curled and meshed in the pit of her stomach. She knew it would do her no good to wonder what pleasures or pain lie ahead, but her mind raced.

Taking in a deep breath, Amira struggled to clear her scattered thoughts. The hint of vanilla in the air surrounded her like a warm cloak in her naked state. The methodical tick tock of the grandfather clock somewhere in the darkened space comforted her as she gingerly shifted on the wood chair. Such a small movement created a flurry of erotic sensations as the rope tightened between her legs and stretched across her back and breasts. She exhaled and focused on the feel of the twined hemp restricting her body, pressing against her skin like a lover’s lips as her pulse sped up.

The proud look on her master’s face gave her courage as she heard the door open. She understood every carefully placed knot of rope represented the bond of trust they shared...a testament to their love.

Bound by Love © Nichelle Gregory 2012

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Sunday, May 6, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday - Bound To Learn...

Today, I'm sharing six lines from this week's flash fiction piece Now That I Have Your Attention...


"Are you done struggling?"

It was a rhetorical question. She knew he didn't want her to answer as she fought to breathe evenly. Resigned, she shifted her gaze from her binds to meet his eyes. A calmness came over her and she knew it wouldn't last, but for the moment it was enough to hold on to.

The dark smile he gave her sent shivers of anticipation and dread through her.
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Friday, May 4, 2012

Now That I Have Your Attention...

"Are you done struggling?"

It was a rhetorical question. She knew he didn't want her to answer as she fought to breathe evenly. Resigned, she shifted her gaze from her binds to meet his eyes. A calmness came over her and she knew it wouldn't last, but for the moment it was enough to hold on to.

The dark smile he gave her sent shivers of anticipation and dread through her. She was wet, despite the uncertainty of what lie ahead.

"Good. And now that I have your attention..."

Her eyes widened as he moved closer out of the shadows.



Copyright © 2012 Nichelle Gregory

Thursday, May 3, 2012

Simply Sexy Stories Welcomes Cassandre Dayne!

NG: I’m welcoming Cassandre Dayne on Simply Sexy Stories! Hi, Cassandre!

CD: Hey girl. Thank you so much for having me!

NG: Glad to have you! Let’s start with some Cassandre Dayne trivia questions! What’s your favorite time of day? 

CD: I love very early morning before the sun comes up.

NG: What’s your favorite place to write? 

CD: I have a wonderful loft with bright windows to look out of but in truth in the summer I write outside on my deck.

NG: Sounds lovely! What’s your favorite drink in the morning? 

CD: Depends on the day of the week. Not a big coffee drinker though. I prefer bottled water.

NG: What are you reading right now? 

CD: Right now getting ready to read Ray Sostre’s hot new erotic piece. Haven’t been reading as much lately.

NG: Alright, now for the good questions! :)

What’s the craziest thing you’ve done for love? 

CD: Oh boy. I was a harem girl for a night and he didn’t know who I was at first.

NG: For passion? 

CD: Oh I’ve set the mood with buying the perfect slinky outfit and candles (not just for good scents anymore – amazing what candle wax can do) and new toys (if you know what I mean), a bucket of ice and champagne and I’ll just allow your imagination to run wild.

NG: LOL...And for lust? 

CD: Does the term BDSM come to mind?

NG: What would you be your ultimate sexual fantasy and if you could do it safely...would you? 

CD: I would explore more of the BDSM lifestyle with the perfect guy.

NG: You’ve been such a good sport, Cassandre! I feel it’s only fair you get to ask me a question too.

CD: Okay, what is the kinkiest thing you’ve ever done and would you do it again?

NG: Oh, wow! *Batting eyes* Me...do something kinky? Why ever would you think to ask me a question like that? ;-)

*Clearing throat* Sooo, do you have an e-reader? If so, tell me whether it was easy or difficult to adjust to reading digital books. Do you prefer paperbacks? 

CD: No on the e-reader. I tend to read them off the computer since I have like 9 computers. I love paperbacks in truth and prefer to curl up in bed to one – not a hard cold piece of machinery unless it’s a sex toy. LOL

NG: You’ve been captured and your captor tells you to choose one book to amuse yourself during your imprisonment...which book would you choose? :) 

CD: Hmm… that one I have to think about but I can assure you it would be something erotic.

NG: What do you think is the biggest misconception about females writing in this genre? 

CD: That we are all just as kinky as what we write about. Oh yeah, I can be.

NG: Do the people in your life know about your writing? Are they supportive? 

CD: Some are and some shy away because of the genre.

NG: What advice would you give to inspiring authors interested in penning successful erotic romances? 

CD: Make sure and read what you are trying to get into and write all the time. You have to make the words sound believable too. You have to channel the inner passion and lust or the pages will sound contrived.

NG: Great advise! Okay, let's talk about your writing. Describe your writing process...are you a careful plotter or laid back pantster? 

CD: A combination. The erotics I tend to come up with a wicked idea and just lay out a basic blurb and hit go. The thrillers I have to plot out because of the twists and turns.

NG: How many hours a day do you try to commit to your manuscript? 

CD: Right now I write full time but between the blogging and marketing and what I do working with the publishers I can only manage about six hours a day.

NG: What’s your biggest distraction from focusing on your writing?

CD: Sometimes Facebook. It’s best to turn it off.

NG: What are you working on for 2012? 

CD: Lordy, I have around five coming out every month as three writers so I have thrillers and murder mysteries and two series at Naughty Nights Press to finish that are paranormals but I am concentrating more on my m/m pieces.

NG: Wow, Cassandre! You've got a lot going on! Let's talk about your latest release Done. What's Done about? 

CD: It’s about two men in a relationship who are building a family together adopting a little girl and one day one of the men decides he’d done with the relationship and takes the little girl away. Now, this is a mystery so there are lots of reasons why…

NG: What inspired you to pen this story? 

CD: A Lifetime Channel movie that depicted this but the traditional m/f situation and I thought – there are dads out there who this has to happen to.

NG: Give me three reasons readers will love Done

CD: One – it’s m/m Two – it’s very poignant and if you don’t cry several times I’d be shocked and Three – the bad guy (whoever he is) probably gets it in the end.

NG: What's the one thing readers can always count on when picking up one of your books? 

CD: I think that I am very passionate. I don’t skimp on the character creation. From what they drink and what they drive to the kinds of ticks they have, I explore them.

NG: Thank you so much for coming on Simply Sexy Stories, Cassandre, best wishes for all your endeavors in 2012!

CD: Thank you so much for having me!
Simon Preston smiled as he walked down the darkened hallway. It was his turn to put the baby to bed and while he was bone tired he wasn’t going to let a little lack of sleep interfere. Pressing the back of his hand over his mouth to keep from yawning, he thought about the last few months and shook his head. While he and his lover had been working too many long hours they were finally building something together and he couldn’t be happier. Granted, times had been tough both finally and psychologically for them and there was one point he truly thought they would break up. And then the very precocious and dazzling little girl Ashley had entered their lives and suddenly everything changed. 

He could see the warm glow of a soft light coming from the cracked door of their bedroom and he licked his lips in anticipation. They hadn’t been intimate in… Shit, Simon had to think about the last time. Sadly, it had at least been two months. Well that was about to change. Stopping just outside the bedroom he brushed his hands through his hair and checked his breath with his hand. A little garlic never hurt anyone, right? Simon couldn’t help but chuckle as he thought about Chad Murphy, a real man’s man and one stunning blond haired God. Since the minute Simon met him he’d been hooked and God their romance had been nothing short of hot and wild.

As Simon closed the distance to their bedroom door, he heard the Goth strains of their favorite band, Evanescence and could tell Chad was in the mood for more than just a kiss or two. His cock twitching, he pushed the door open slowly and was rewarded with not only the delicious scent of night blooming jasmine but the vision of his long time lover dressed in a simple crimson silk robe. Closing the door softly, he locked it before eyeing the intercom. If Ashley simply rolled over in her crib they’d know when given the modern communication system and then both doting daddies would argue about who was going to make sure she was all right.

“You look good enough to eat tonight,” Simon breathed as he yanked off his shirt, tossing the unwanted material to the floor.

Chad couldn’t resist swaying his hips back and forth as he tsked his finger. “That took long enough. I was beginning to think I was going to have to hunt you down.”

“Hunt me down, huh? You know how she gets when I read her Winnie the Pooh.” Laughing, Simon slowly moved around the bed. “Seems like the night is set for seduction.”

“What, this?” Chad laughed as he darted his eyes across the bank of candles and bottle of opened wine. “Thirsty?”

“Yes but hungry too.”

“We just finished dinner.”

“Who said I was talking about food? Well, thick cock could be considered sustenance I suppose.” He loved the way Chad devoured him with his eyes.

Shaking his head Chad laughed as he sauntered toward the bottle of wine. “You’ve been working very hard and I thought it would be a good night to indulge, kind of like we used to.”

“Indulge,” Simon breathed as he eyed the ropes secured to the iron headboard. “I think you mean feast. What’s the occasion?” Unfastening his belt, he pulled the thick leather out of the loops slowly as he admired what he considered to be the stunning blond pouring two glasses of merlot. Tall and thin, somehow his shaggy shoulder length sun kissed hair and wire rim glasses suited his runner’s frame and long legs.

“Well I do listen to you occasionally no matter what you think.” Giving Simon a look, Chad handed him a glass of wine before he laughed. “The huge project you just finished and had approved.”

“Well it wasn’t completely approved yet but close enough. We’ll see what happens tomorrow when the President of Sheffield Industries comes in. Make it or break it time.” He had to admit, he was surprised Chad remembered anything. Between their work schedules and adapting their life to take care of Ashley they talked more about baby food and who was handling the next doctor’s appointment. What he hadn’t mentioned in passing was that if the project didn’t get the final approval stamp from the county and the okay from Sheffield the architectural firm was close to shutting its doors. They’d lost three major clients over the year and couldn’t afford another let down.

“Such a worry wart. With your talent and drive you know they’re going to love it. So celebrate.” His eyes twinkling he held out his glass. After they toasted Chad gave him a salacious look before licking around the rim of his glass. “Besides, I won’t take no for an answer.”

“Who said anything about saying no?”

Chad shook his head. “You have to be kidding me? You, almost every time I try and touch you, that’s who.”

“You’re right.

“I’m always right.”

“What do you want tonight? Soft or hard?” Simon grinned. It was their signal as to whether either wanted to engage in passion or play and if the ropes would come out. Given Chad’s frisky mood it must mean rough play. Thank God the baby slept soundly.

As Chad drank his wine he kept his eyes pinned on Simon. Suddenly a dark cloud seemed to pass across his eyes.

Simon had seen his mood change swiftly one too many times before. The man could go from happy to wallowing in despair quickly. In truth he was more worried than he would let on but given all the extended hours and additional stress Simon had attributed Chad’s swings as simply that. “You okay?”

Polishing off half the glass, Chad set the crystal down softly and unfastened the sash on his robe. With a dramatic flair he pushed the thin material off his shoulders and gay Simon a sultry gaze. Allowing the silk to fall to the floor he beckoned with a single finger. “I’m more than okay except I’m very hungry tonight.” Slowly Chad sat on the edge of the bed.

From their first intimate act a little over a year before in the back on an overheated Limo one very dark and rainy night in the middle of nowhere, Simon had been infatuated with the man. Infatuated? Hell, he was horny almost every time he thought of his hot mouth and what he could do with it. Tossing back a gulp of wine, Simon pushed the glass on the nightstand and closed the distance until they were only inches apart. Leaning down he captured Chad’s mouth, darting his tongue inside quickly before easing back and licking across the seam of his mouth. “Mmm…you smell damn good.”

Chad exhaled slowly and fumbled with Simon’s button and zipper. Tugging Simon’s pants down below his carved hipbones he inhaled deeply and licked his lips. “I think the scent of your desire should be bottled and sold. Just imagine how much money we’d make.”

Chuckling, Simon yanked off his shirt and tossed it in the corner as Chad wrapped his hand around the base of his cock and grazed the tip of his finger up and down the length of his shaft. Swirling his finger around Simon’s cockhead he inhaled deeply before darting his gaze up forcing Simon to shiver. “Damn. It’s been too long. I hope we can change our behavior.”

“Yes it has.” Darting out his tongue Chad licked across the sensitive slit before tipping his head and gazing into Simon’s eyes.

“And you’re going to tease me.”

“My current plan.”

“Just remember who’s in charge here.” Closing his eyes Simon breathed in and allowed the tingling sensation to send a warm swath across his body as Chad took the tip of his cock into his wet mouth, licking around in aimless circles. There was one thing about Chad Murphy - he was damn good with his mouth. The thought almost gave him a series of chortles as he wrapped his hand in the man’s thick locks, holding his head in place.

Chad eased his hand under Simon’s balls, rolling the tender sacs between his fingers as he took his throbbing erection down an inch at a time, using his strong jaw muscles to squeeze around the thick muscle.

Licking his lips Simon breathed in and out fearful, given the extended length of time since they’d been intimate he would cum too soon and damn if he didn’t want to make the night last as long as possible. “Damn your mouth is so good. Shit.”
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