Sunday, November 30, 2014

Tied to You by Bibi Paterson- Book Blitz

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Book Title: Tied to You 
Author: Bibi Paterson 
Genre: Erotic BDSM Romance 
Release Date: October 2014 

Synopsis

Olivia Walker has just hit rock bottom. About to lose her job and become homeless, she can’t see a way out of the mess her life has become until Alex Davenport enters her life with a proposal she is in no position to refuse. Wealthy and arrogant, Alex is used to getting whatever he wants and he has set his eyes on Olivia. For months he has watched her, waiting for the perfect opportunity to present itself to make her his, and finally it has appeared. But Alex is hiding a secret, one that he is determined to protect until, one day, Olivia makes a discovery that sets her on a course of self-discovery. Together they explore Olivia’s submissive side, pushing boundaries and taking her on the wildest ride of her life. But when Olivia’s past threatens to expose Alex’s secret lifestyle, the time for truths and full disclosure is at hand. Can Alex let go of the fears that have bound his true nature? And can a couple that fell in lust find their own happily ever after? Warning: This book is intended for mature audiences as it contains explicit sex scenes and BDSM themes.

  Meet the Author

  Bibi is a former marketing executive and mum to a gorgeous little girl currently residing just north of London. She recently spent a year living it up on the beaches of Western Australia and her hobbies include consuming copious amounts of coffee and chocolate, building cardboard castles and creating stories in her head. Inspired from a young age, her love for literature started with Enid Blyton and her Secret Seven. Since then a voracious appetite for books has brought her a world full of heroes, love, murder, betrayal and the odd vampire thrown in for good cause. Having long admired those brave enough to put pen to paper, or in this modern age of computing, keyboard to screen, she has finally started telling the sexy stories that she has been keeping locked up in her head all this time.

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“Lie down on the mattress on your front, arms above your head, resting your cheek on the cover,” Alex says. I do exactly as he asks and he strides around the platform confidently to where my wrists are. He quickly cuffs them before attaching them to a rope that comes out the side of the platform so that I can’t move my arms. Alex then moves behind me and I can see out of the corner of my eye that he now has a further two cuffs that he attaches around each ankle and then secures them so that my legs are spread. I can feel the cool air between my thighs and I find myself squirming in expectancy. A moment later Alex comes around and kneels in front of me, his eyes hard. “Choose a safeword,” he says. “Make sure it is something you can bring to mind readily.” “Daisy,” I whisper, as my favourite flower springs to mind. “Be aware that I am going to test your limits so screaming, crying out no or stop won’t do anything. But if you really want this to stop, say ‘daisy’, and it will be over in an instant. Okay?” “Okay,” I respond, knowing that I am about to walk into the unknown. “Promise me!” Alex stresses and I catch a glimpse of the soft side he seems to think he doesn’t possess. “I promise.” I respond clearly. Satisfied, Alex nods his head. “I am going to blindfold you now,” he says just before slipping the cloth over my eyes. Instantly I am in pitch black and my other senses are on high alert. I hear Alex moving about the room and that only furthers the anticipation. Suddenly I hear music; some kind of soft drumming that seems to match the rhythm of my heartbeat. It is a little louder now, but I can still hear Alex’s movements. I wait and I wait and then I feel it. The soft tails of the flogger caressing my skin as it makes a path down my neck, across my back and then across my butt cheeks. My nipples are erect, burning even, in my arousal and I can feel the dull throb in my pussy. The flogger continues its journey across my body and down my legs before returning upwards. I gasp as I feel it getting higher and higher, and then it is right in the apex of my thighs, running across my sensitive clit. I moan as the throb turns to shooting sparks of pleasure in my abdomen. Then suddenly the flogger is gone. I wait a moment and then feel as it comes down on my bare behind. I am anticipating a stinging sensation but instead I hear a light thud and all I feel is warmth spreading across the area where Alex has struck me. Then the flogger is back, running its tails across my skin before coming down on me, slightly harder this time. Alex repeats this action several times in time to the drumming, making my heart beat faster each time I anticipate each strike. I am startled when I hear something drop on the floor and then I feel Alex shift me. Suddenly I feel two fingers thrust into my wet, needy pussy and I let out a low moan. “Someone is enjoying this,” Alex states. “And you taste so fucking good. I think it is time to take this up a notch.” My mind is racing and, as I remember the crop, I find myself tensing, slightly scared about what’s to come. Without warning, I hear a whoosh and then my arse is on fire as the crop connects with my already sensitive skin. I scream out in response, already tensing for the next strike when I feel Alex’s cool hand running over my hot skin. “Fucking beautiful,” I hear him murmur before planting a kiss on my behind. He moves away and I brace myself for the next hit. When it arrives, it is painful, but now that I know what I am expecting it is less scary. Alex repeats his soothing action with his cool hand and his kiss, and I finally start to relax when I realise that it is not going get any more painful than this. Alex starts to work a pattern on my behind, but I am hardly aware of it as my mind seems to slip away, lost in the sensations and the drumbeat. The throb between my legs is desperate and I am completely consumed by my need for release. I am vaguely aware of the crop hitting the floor and my ankles being released before I am being flipped over. The sheets are cold and fresh on my painful behind, bringing relief to my overheated skin. The mattress dips and I feel Alex between my thighs, a pillow being slid under my hips. And then he is inside of me and I cry out in relief. A hand comes down and pinches my clit and I shatter as my orgasm consumes me. The hard thrusts continue and the angle Alex’s cock makes the pressure on my g-spot unbearable. Just as I catch my breath, I feel the tightening of my pelvis once again, the sparks in my abdomen and then I am falling apart, ripped to shreds. Alex never stops his relentless thrusts as I come over and over around him, calling out that I can’t take anymore. Finally, I hear him grunt as he finds his own release and I feel his body collapse onto mine.


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Saturday, November 29, 2014

Bear Creek Road by L.C. Morgan- Book Blitz

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Book Title: Bear Creek Road 
Author: L.C. Morgan 
Genre: Romance/Erotica 
Release Date: November 2014 


Synopsis


Sometimes losing yourself leads right to the place you were looking for ... Secluded and quiet is exactly what Laney Walker is looking for when she decides to pack up and move across the country. It's what she wants, what she thinks she needs—until she meets Joe Boone. Contracted to replace the plumbing along the property, Joe is first to arrive and last to leave. And to Laney's surprising disappointment, he never has much to say. But the more Joe comes around, the more she learns about him and soon finds the man is as flawed as the house he's fixing. A fact that only seems to draw her closer to him.

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L. C. Morgan resides with her husband on the outskirts of a small town in the heart of it all. A lover of many things, she puts family first and Diet Coke second. When not working she can be found spoiling her new nephew with lots of love and kisses while awaiting her own little bundle of joy or at home, face shoved in her Kindle, fingers typing away to free the words from her head. She writes them for you and hopes you enjoy them as much as she enjoys yours.

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 The cabin was dark and gloomy in the moonlight, its stairs even squeakier than mine. I slowly followed him up them, waiting until he flipped on the light before stepping inside. The decor was what I would have expected—nonexistent. A plain brown couch was pressed up against the bare wood wall, a boxed-out TV sitting on a makeshift stand on the opposite wall with a set of rabbit ears on top. There were no curtains or throw pillows. No rugs, no runner on the tiny dining room table. But it was clean, and it was cool, and it smelled like him. My eyes fluttered closed as I breathed him in, the scent so overwhelming I felt myself sway. When I opened them again, he was gone. Glancing from side to side, I stepped further inside and peeked down the hallway, finding a bright light shining from an open door. I hesitantly started for it, smiling when I saw it was the bathroom. A towel and washcloth had been left out on the counter by the sink. I moved inside and closed the door, feeling around and then reaching up to find no lock. “Okay …” I mumbled to myself, turning back to the tub and twisting the handles until the temperature was perfect. Glancing back at the door, I quickly stripped out of my clothes, jumped inside and pulled the curtain shut behind me. The water was searing in the best sort of way, steaming up the room and loosening my sore muscles from a day of angry weed pulling. I could have stood under the hot spray all night, just basking in the forceful water pressure. This shower was so much better than Mona’s. Dipping my head back, I closed my eyes to wet my hair, hurriedly wiping the water from my face when I felt a brush of cool air against my legs. My heart pounded, thinking it was Joe, but it was only the air from the furnace blowing the shower curtain. I couldn’t imagine what I would have done if it had been him. The fact that I wanted to find out had me washing off a little quicker. I didn’t know if I was ready for him to see me naked. I dried off and got dressed as close as I could to the door in order to avoid that accident waiting to happen. If he did ever end up seeing me naked, I wanted to be prepared and not look like a drowned cat if I could help it. When I emerged from the bathroom, he was coming down the hallway, shirtless and with the button of his pants undone. I swallowed, unable to take my eyes off his zipper until he reached out for my towel. “Mind if I use that?” “Uh, yeah.” I handed it over. “I mean, not unless you do.” “Nope.” He slid past me and into the bathroom, setting my bag out in the hallway before cracking the door. I stood outside of it while I listened to him adjust the curtain and turn on the shower, trying to decide if I should just take off or not. I was getting ready to knock and tell him I was leaving when the water suddenly shut off, the shower curtain screeched and the door opened to reveal a mess of towel-dried brown hair and a shiny, wet chest.

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By My Side by Theresa Troutman- Book Announcement



Title: By My Side
Author : Theresa Troutman
Release Date : Jan 10th 2015







Synopsis

“Maybe it’s not what you’re running from, but what you’re running toward.”

Alicia travels to an exotic land, with hopes to reinvent herself. She moves to Auckland, New Zealand, to heal and escape her unhappy past in America.

Hunter works in a bar to distract himself from the memory of a tragic past. Playing in a local band and resorting to one night stands are his only means for an escape from his reality.

Brought together by circumstance, an unexpected romance blossoms between these two tortured souls.

Can being by each other’s side bring them the happiness they are desperate to discover? Or will being together break their fragile trust and lead to more heartache?







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About The Author
Theresa Troutman lives in Pennsylvania with her husband and their crazy dog, Niko. She loves reading, theatre and traveling. Her books include: My Secret Summer, A Special Connection and the Love's Great Adventure Series: Life's What You Make It and Love This Life and London Loves. She is currently working on contemporary romance called, By My Side, which will be released in early 2015.