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On to good news, Maggie and I are up for an EPPIE Award, and we’ll be flying down to Texas on the 17th for the ceremony. Wish us luck! My baby turns three this month. Where in the world has the time gone? I swear it feels like just yesterday I was pushing her big head from my tiny body (snicker - like I was ever tiny). With all these wonderful things going on, March has got to be better than February...right…please God let it be better. Till next time, play nice with the battery-operated toys, ~Lena |
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Into Temptation Themed parties are never a good idea, especially when they incur the wrath of a God. All Billie Fowler wanted to do was spend a little extra time with her office crush, Tomas Mendez. And if it was after hours at a party, where she could wear a little slinky number, even better…or so she thought. The notion that a small Anti-Valentine Day’s party might turn into the craziest night of her life never entered her mind, but then again, she had never been on Cupid’s bad side before. Tired of being cast in the role of ‘just friends’ with Billie, Tomas couldn’t resist the opportunity to spend the day of love with the women he’d fallen for. But he hadn’t counted on Cupid showing up and turning one misspoken wish into reality. |
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Studd Muffin Wanted After taking a magazine sex quiz, Karon Bower is close to tears. Out of fifty questions, she could only say yes to experiencing five. Following her best friend Jacque’s advice, Karon decides to go through the quiz and list everything she wants to try. Several glasses of wine and a plate of Alfredo later, Karon and Jacque come up with twenty-seven things she wants to do, thirteen things she might do and five things she wouldn’t do at gunpoint. Her quest for a Stud Muffin seems all in good fun until an acquaintance comes over to her table and offers to fulfill her list. If anyone had ever told Tristan Dodson that sexy, full-figured Karon was in dire need of an orgasm, he wouldn’t have believed them. She’s one of the hottest and smartest women he knows, and the very thought of her never having experienced oral pleasure made him speechless not to mention choking on his ravioli. Tristan had been looking for a way to expand the boundaries of their friendship and Karon’s overheard little list seems just the ticket. Now all he needed to do was convince her he was her Stud Muffin. |
I’m very happy to announce that Stud Muffin Wanted was contracted by Ellora’s Cave. This will be my first solo release with them and I’m beyond excited. On to other exciting news, Maggie and I have just completed the sequel to Maverick’s BlackCat, entitled, Friends With Benefits. For a sneak peak check out the Excerpt at the end of the newsletter. Liz and I have started Helen’s book, tentatively entitled Redemption Revisited, and it’s coming along great.
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Friends with Benefits Who would have ever thought it? It was actually possible to be aroused and utterly confused all at the same time. Part of Bailey wanted to shield her eyes and bury her head under a pillow to block out all the moans and groans. But the baser part of her couldn’t tear her gaze away. She was spellbound. The bound women quivered as if in ecstasy. With every strike of the whipping thingy, Bailey felt a tug deep in her groin. Her muscles tensed as the leather hearts rose back in the air, before settling down with a resounding swat, on the whimpering woman’s backside. This was unreal. Out of the corner of her eye she could see Sebastian watching her. His gaze seemed glued to her face, as if waiting for her to say something. He was in for a world of disappointment though, because her ability to speak was long gone. All she could do was stare and ache. Bailey could feel her fingers tightening on Sebastian’s leg, but she felt like it was beyond her power to stop them. Her body craved something she never dared dream of before, but Bailey didn’t know how to deal with it. From the corner of the room, Bailey heard a moan of satisfaction that finally broke her gaze from the show center stage. It was a sound that Bailey had heard many nights when she and Catarena were roommates and Mason had stayed over. Mason had never been a quite lover. Tonight didn’t seem to be any different. Expecting to see them locked in an embrace or at the most, involved in some light petting, Bailey almost swallowed her tongue when she caught sight of what they were really doing. Somewhere along the line, Catarena had dropped down to her knees in front of Mason and taken his cock into her mouth. Mason’s eyes were closed in pleasure as he rocked his cock up into Catarena’s hungry mouth. Her hair was pulled back to the side, giving Bailey a perfect angle to watch her pleasure him. Neither of them appeared to notice that they had attracted an avid watcher, but then again, it didn’t seem as if they cared. Bailey couldn’t help the small gasp that left her lips anymore than she could help starring. A kaleidoscope of contradictions passed through her mind. She shouldn’t be watching, hell she shouldn’t be aroused, but she was. Sebastian’s deep-throated chuckle caused heat to blossom in her cheeks. Quickly turning her gaze from the couple, Bailey looked back toward the stage with head held high. “Is that your thing, Bay?” Sebastian leaned in until his mouth brushed the lobe of her ear. “You like to watch?” “Shut up.” Her face felt like it was aflame. It was one thing to be aroused and a complete other for Sebastian to know it. “I don’t thinks so.” To Bailey’s surprise, Sebastian reached over, swooped her off the couch and sat her down firmly on his lap. With arms like steel, he pulled her into him, until her back was pressed flush with his chest. Surprisingly it wasn’t a bad feeling. Quite the opposite in fact. His arms felt right wrapped around her, and from the protruding bulge pressing up from beneath her, Bailey could safely assume she wasn’t the only person enjoying the show. Hallelujah, he was human after all. A very well endowed human from the feel of it. “Say it Bay, tell me you like to watch.” “No,” her words were a whimpering contrast to the small gyrations she was making in his lap. Her body seemed to have a mind of its on, and Sebastian’s cock was heavy on its priority list. Bailey struggled halfheartedly in his arms. But really, who was she fooling? Everything about tonight was turning her on. The show, Catarena and Mason, and Sebastian, who was slowly moving his hands down her thighs. Her nipples were rigid peaks, begging to be touched, and her pussy, wet and throbbing in anticipation, begged for release. With a slowness that had to be a deliberate tease, Sebastian eased her skirt up, as he widened his legs beneath hers, spreading her thighs in the process. “Sebastian…” his name was a murmur on her lips. The words had barely slipped out seconds before his hands found the damning evidence of her desire, the soaked crotch of her thong. When Sebastian growled low in this throat from satisfaction at his discovery and pressed his hard cock up against her, Bailey nearly came. “You like it don’t you brat? The sound of the flogger marking that woman, the sight of Mason buried deep in Catarena’s throat, is making your little … box …hot.” Sebastian punctuated the last words with soft taps on her aching damp cloth covered bud. “Shut up and…” Ripping her thong to the side, he thrust his hard fingers right into her slick passage. “And what Bay…and what?” She needed to feel his cock. She needed to ride his hand until she came into a million pieces. She needed him. “Shut up and fuck me.” Grabbing at his pumping hands, Bailey forced him to release her, and dropped down on her knees in front of him. “Is this what you want, me on my knees in front of you? Is this how you like to play your games?” Sebastian’s brought his damp fingers to his mouth. His tongue slid out and lapped at her juices, all the while Bailey watched him in awe. “My kink isn’t you on your knees pleasuring me, but it will do for now.” He stood as Bailey remained passive at his feet. Whatever his game was, she wanted to play. If it meant he would be inside of her pumping away, then at this very moment, Bailey was down for whatever. Passive, safe, dependable Sebastian was nowhere to be seen. He stood before her now like a sovereign. Ready to claim his throne. As he watched her, Sebastian began to unbutton his shirt slowly. Revealing the smooth rippled flesh of his chest, that was defined but not bulging. He was lean cut, but built very nice all the same. After he dropped the shirt on the couch behind him, he turned to the performers on the bed. “Thank you for the show. You may leave now.” Sebastian slowly walked back to Bailey, desire pouring from his eyes. There would be nothing stopping them now. “Take my cock out Bailey.” Bailey moved up a bit so that she would be able to block out much of what they were doing, but Sebastian stopped her. “No. I want them to watch us like we watched them.” Jesus, his words alone were about to make her cum. No one spoke of these things. No one did these things, and yet here they were about to perform for each other and Bailey wouldn’t have it any other way.
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