S.O.S. Sex on Saturday

Nicole Halstead is a submissive? Who would have thought it? Not her personal assistant, Kayla, Lady Kay to her friends in the lifestyle, but you learn all kinds of things about a person when you’re stuck in an elevator with them. Things like her kick-ass-take-no-prisoners boss suffers from claustrophobia, and she plans to spend Thanksgiving break at an exclusive, lesbian-only resort rumored to cater to all kinds of kink.

When Nicole goes into full panic mode, Kayla has little choice but to take charge of the situation, even if her actions have pink slip and law suit written all over them.

Excerpt:

 Eager to see what she’d only seen in her mind’s eye, she fingered the zipper pull. Marley gasped, but she didn’t protest as Cindy thought she would. Her back heaved with labored breaths, whether in fright or arousal, it was hard to tell. She placed a hand on Marley’s back, stroking her spine until the woman’s rhythm became slow and even again.

 The zipper silently gave way, exposing an inch of creamy skin at a time. She had to force hers lungs to work as she parted the fabric, revealing a delectable heart-shaped ass. Oh, her Marley was a bad girl. They’d specifically discussed her wearing a thong. Instead, she’d gone commando. There wasn’t anything wrong with her doing so, but she’d looked forward to seeing the thin waistband nestled beneath Marley’s perfect mounds.

 For the space of two heartbeats, she simply enjoyed the view then, reverently, she palmed both globes. Skin to skin. Christ, her flesh was soft and cool to the touch, like satin. Feeling an urgent need to mark her, to make Marley hers, she stood, delivering an open-palm smack to her right cheek then her left.

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S.O.S. Sex on Saturday

There's no age limit on falling in love.

Blurb:

At forty years old, the Mustangs batting coach, Jake Tulleson, has spent a lifetime running from commitment. When he falls in love with a woman barely older than his daughter, he uses every excuse to justify leaving her when the season is over. It isn’t long before he realizes his mistake and heads back to Dallas to claim what’s his, but it’s going to take a Christmas miracle to convince her to give him a second chance.

Siobhan Flannery is well aware of Jake’s reputation for loving ‘em and leaving, but she believes her love is enough to make him stick around, despite their fifteen year age difference. Before the stadium lights dim following the team’s final playoff game, Jake ends their affair and disappears to his off-season hidey-hole. When he returns weeks later, full of remorse and begging for another chance, she just wants him to go away and leave her be. It’ll be a cold day in Dallas before she forgives him.

Excerpt:

They sat in silence until Bentley’s SUV pulled out of the lot. Alone in the darkened car with a man she’d met less than five minutes earlier, she tried to find even a kernel of trepidation, but came up empty. Maybe it was the obvious age difference or the air of confidence surrounding him, but he made her feel safe—and horny. It had been a long time since she’d felt this kind of sexual attraction. Hell, she’d never experienced anything quite like this, as if she couldn’t wait to get naked with a man. Inexplicably, she knew Jake was the kind of man who would take his time with a woman, even if he hadn’t wasted a minute getting her into his car.

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S.O.S. Sex on Saturday

He's through playing games.

Blurb:

Antonio Ramirez is ready to leave his wild reputation behind in New York and adopt a more respectable life with the Texas Mustangs. When he spies the woman of his dreams at a Fundraiser—its love at first sight. Convincing Clare Kincaid that he’s sincere is harder than he expected. Giving Clare what she wants could wreck his career and compromise his feelings for her.

When super sexy Antonio Ramirez approaches her, Clare is sure he’s playing a cruel game, but the Mustangs new Center Fielder won’t take no for an answer. She might be convinced of his sincerity if only he would invite her to play the one game she longs to play.

Excerpt:

Leaning against the jamb, his arms crossed over his chest and one knee bent, he looked like a billboard for sex. Want sex? Call-800-Antonio. Warmth flooded her system, and she swallowed hard.

“You done, babe?”

She nodded, not trusting her voice.

He straightened and took a step inside, closing the door behind him. He folded his hands behind his back and leaned his shoulders on the door. No one wore a T-shirt like Antonio Ramirez. The fabric wasn’t tight, but it clung to his hard chest and abs. He shifted slightly, drawing her attention lower. Tight jeans left no doubt as to his state of arousal.

“I tried to stay away. I tried to tell myself you needed time, that I could wait to have you, but I was lying to myself.” One hand moved to the doorknob. “I want you. Right here. Right now.” His index finger and thumb closed over the lock mechanism. “If you feel the same way, say yes, and I’ll lock the door.”

Oh, God. Oh, God. Oh, God. Did she feel the same? Hell, yes! 

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S.O.S. Sex on Saturday

Blurb:

Carolina Hawkins lifelong dream of running her own racing team is running on fumes. Her only hope is her childhood friend - the driver they now call Madman. Now that she's got him, she's got to find the man inside who was once heralded as the future of NASCAR before he drives her dream, and her heart, into the wall.

Dell Wayne gave up caring on the day his daddy died at Darlington, but there's something about this grown up version of his childhood friend, Carolina Hawkins that has him wishing he could be the driver and the man she needs. The race is on, and winning her heart will be the sweetest victory of all.

Excerpt:

He opened another bottle and downed half in one long pull. The cold liquid did nothing to ease the ache in his groin or erase the image of Caro Hawkins' shapely ass from his memory. The skinny tomboy wasn't skinny anymore. She'd developed more curves than the track at Sonoma, and those legs… what he wouldn't give to see the full straightaway of those. Preferably wrapped around his hips, or spread on his bed. Then there was the thing she did with her hair. Some sort of tight coil intended to ward off the entire male population, but having the opposite effect. On Caro, it looked utterly feminine and screamed a challenge no human with a y chromosome could ignore. He had a sneaking suspicion if you got the hair to unwind, the prim little skirt she was wearing, and the silk blouse would disappear faster than a pit stop.

But he wasn't going to be the one to make it happen. For some reason he couldn't fathom, he agreed to drive for her. She was the boss, and Dell had never screwed an employer, and he sure as hell wasn't going to start now. No matter what.

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S.O.S. Sex on Saturday

For her, he’ll walk the straight and narrow. For him, she’ll walk on the wild side.

Blurb:

With the ink barely dry on her divorce papers, and a three-year old daughter to provide for, Tory Choate is more than grateful to her old friend from college, for giving her a chance to dust off her life coaching skills with the Miami Thunder players. As if putting Dwayne Jackson on any path that doesn’t lead to prison isn’t enough of a challenge, resisting her unexpected attraction to the sexy wide receiver tests her control. Having tried the safe path once and been burned, a walk on the wild side might be just what she needs to get her back on track. But is she daring enough to take the first step?

One of the best wide receivers in football, Dwayne Jackson has burned every bridge he’s crossed in the NFL. Picked up by the Miami Thunder, it’s either get his life on track or kiss his career goodbye. He’d rather kiss the sexy life coach assigned to him, but Alex Dare’s signals are clear—keep his hands off the ultra-conservative Victoria “Tory” Choate—or else. No woman has ever come close to luring Dwayne across the relationship bridge, but then, none of those women were Victoria Choate.

Excerpt:

  Dwayne came to a stop in the doorway of his room. Victoria stood halfway between him and his king-sized bed, her back to him. For once, every penny he’d spent on the housekeeping service seemed worth it. The bed was made, and not a thing was out of place. Not even Victoria. She looked like she fucking belonged. He shook his head to dislodge the ridiculous thought, but it refused to go away. Wishful thinking, man.

“I like seeing you in my space.”

She turned at the sound of his voice, and every thought but one vanished. Mine.

“Take me to bed, Dwayne.”

 She wasn’t asking, she was demanding, and fuck if that didn’t turn him on even more. He had every intention of bedding her, but once he had her there, he wasn’t sure he could let her go. “I hope you have nowhere else to be today, because all the things I plan to do to you…they take time. Lots and lots of time.”

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S.O.S. Sex on Saturday

Blurb:

Ford Adams has led a charmed life, but if he doesn’t figure out how to make the equivalent of a silk purse out of a sow’s ear, and sell a boat-load of them, he and his mother might find themselves flipping burgers. Determined not to let that happen, he’ll need all the help he can get—especially from his sexy new business partner. If he can get her to take a chance on his crazy new idea, then maybe he can convince her to take a chance on him.

Becky Jean Parker’s life has been anything but what she’d imagined it would be, but she’d been content until a recent turn of events once again left her no choice. Unless she wants to wallow in bankruptcy for the rest of her life, she’ll have to go along with her new business partner’s insane plan and pray he knows what he’s talking about. The only thing crazier than Ford’s plan to sell sex toys is her attraction to him. Typical of her life, she’d had no choice but to fall for the one man she can’t have.

Excerpt:

“Really? I look perfectly fine. Nobody’s going to be looking at me anyway.”

Oh, he begged to differ. Yes, the women would be looking at him most likely, but they’d be curious about Becky Jean. They weren’t just selling butt plugs, they were selling sex. And though he thought she oozed sex appeal no matter what she wore, present suit notwithstanding, the viewers, all two of them, he suspected, didn’t know his partner as well as he did. Therefore, something had to change.

“Which is why we need to do something different. No one wants to buy a butt plug from someone who looks like their ass is so tight nothing short of a jackhammer could drive a wedge of plastic up it.”

Color flooded her cheeks, and her mouth fell open in horror. Moving quickly, Ford reached for the top button on her blouse. Despite its tight-ass appearance, the fabric was the softest silk. Under different circumstances, he wouldn’t mind feeling it slide against certain parts of his body. His fingers slipped, but he managed to release the top two buttons before Becky Jean recovered from his shocking statement. By then, it was too late. The fabric fell in a soft V from her collarbone to the top of her cleavage. Bedroom ready, he’d call the look. Perfect.

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S.O.S. Sex on Saturday

She'll break his game down into a science.

International Digital Awards - Best Erotic Novel

Excerpt:

His gaze moved to her bottom. Her Mustangs T-shirt covered everything down to the twin creases pointing to forbidden territory. Willing his hand not to shake, he caressed her thigh then slowly inched his way up, taking the red fabric higher, exposing her perfect globes. Knowing he was making a huge mistake, he cupped her right cheek and squeezed. His dick jumped, and his balls tightened. Christ, he knew exactly how her body would feel as he slammed into her from behind, and his mind provided the imagery he would never see firsthand. Unable to stop himself, he massaged her left cheek, too.

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