Sunday, January 29, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday #25

Welcome to another SSS. Thank you for stopping by. The link to get back to the original site is Six Sentence Sunday Now here are my six.



“I told you before, I wanted mine. I just don’t think here would be the best place or time to do it.”  She sighed.
“You can have some here. I can do this.” He slid his hand down to her pussy, touching her through the denim. “Undo your pants.”

Saturday, January 28, 2012

4.5 Star Review of Jack's Christmas Wish



Review by: Just Erotic Romance Reviews


Lissa Monroe needed a part time job during the holiday to make ends meet, but she didn't sign on to be Santa's little helper freezing her butt off while trying to keep Santa's hands off of her. Jack knows exactly what he wants for Christmas and what better place than to ask but on Santa's lap. Derek Baxter is a bit embarrassed by his son's wish for Christmas but he can't fault his taste in women. During Christmas all wishes are supposed to come if you are good and work on it. Jack just has to make sure he does what is needed to get his Christmas wish.
Jack's Christmas Wish is a very sweet Christmas story with plenty of heat to keep it spicy. Jack is just so cute and like most children he speaks his mind quite a bit. Lissa and Derek are perfect for one another. They aren’t perfect, which makes them so likeable. With each mishap the sexual chemistry just gets stronger and stronger. The sex is very hot with a few scenes that will bring a few chuckles and memories. There is a bit of kink in the story that takes you by surprise. Derek doesn’t come across as a Dom when we first meet him, but he sure knows how to get the submissive out of Lissa. There is talk of spanking, action in the play room, and a well-used paddle. The sexual interaction is very well written causing a few squirming moments. There is one blimp in the story line that just doesn’t quite fit with Lissa and Derek. There is also a stalker ex-boyfriend that may offend some readers. Jack’s Christmas Wish was a wonder reminder of the joy of Christmas and getting what you wish for.

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Friday, January 27, 2012

Flash Fiction Friday #24


Welcome to yet another Flash Fiction Friday. A picture might be worth a thousand words, but today it’s worth 100 no more, no less. Thanks for stopping by and please follow the link to get to the other FFF posts. Flasher Fiction Friday. Now here are my 100.

“The bitch took everything, including my clothes.” James sat on the table, which was the only piece of furniture he had left.
“Well, dude, maybe you shouldn’t have screwed Amy’s sister. Then you might still have some shit.” Sam, his best friend, stood there with a smirk on his face.
“Could you at least get me some clothes?” He was going to look like a total dork. Sam was a about a foot shorter than he was. The pants would look ridiculous on him, but it was better than sitting there in the buff.
“ I like you like this.”

Sunday, January 22, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday #24

Welcome to another SSS. Thank you for stopping by. The link to get back to the original site is Six Sentence Sunday Now here are my six.

“Easy baby, I’ve gotcha, now put those pretty hands above your head and keep them there.” She loosened her grip, letting go slowly and placed her hands above her head as instructed. He licked her clit in slow circles, flicking her piercing and inserted two fingers inside her, making her back arch off the bed. He hooked his fingers, rubbing across her G-spot and she exploded in his arms, bucking wildly, screaming his name.
Her legs automatically clamped around his head muffling his hearing. But if he was correct, she was saying, “Holy shit” over and over again.

Friday, January 20, 2012

Flash Fiction Friday #23

Welcome to yet another Flash Fiction Friday. A picture might be worth a thousand words, but today it’s worth 100 no more, no less. Thanks for stopping by and please follow the link to get to the other FFF posts. Flasher Fiction Friday. Now here are my 100.

“Shh, don’t say a word.” Joseph whispered in her ear as he held his hand over her mouth. Damn, he hoped she wouldn’t scream. Seeing a murder wasn’t something you did every day.
She nodded a quick jerk of her head, her breathing erratic at best. Her whole body shivered, making him that much more protective.
“Is that your lover?” He had to know who it was.
Another quick nod of her head, then she reached for his hand, pulling it away from her face. “I’m okay now.”  
He leaned forward and whispered in her ear, “He’s not anymore, love.”

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday #23

Welcome to another SSS. Thank you for stopping by. The link to get back to the original site is Six Sentence Sunday Now here are my six.

Kat gave as good as she took, sucking on his tongue as she would his cock. His kisses were amazing, his body was amazing. The erection beneath her hand could very well be eight inches long and thick too. His physique impressed her, making her hotter for him. Her body burned to feel him inside her. If they made it out of this, she wouldn’t mind having a friends with benefits relationship with him.


Saturday, January 14, 2012

Interview with Margie Church!



Thank you for asking me to your inner sanctum, Bonni! Quite the place you have – believe me I subscribed! Since I've never been your guest, let me take a minute to introduce myself.

6 things to know about Margie Church

1.    She's blond and uses that to her advantage, meaning it's an excuse to say and write strange things all in the name of writing the next great American novel. It's really a crock of crap because nobody wants to read the next great American novel. They prefer smut, so that's always what her stories include.

2.    She may live in the land of ice and snow, but she's warm as a topical breeze. Get to know her.

3.    Her characters speak to her so intensely that sometimes you'll find her typing scenes with her eyes closed.

4.    She's a copywriter and editor by day, fiction writer all the other hours, and wishes to God you'd all buy her backlist so she could quit her EDJ, buy a laptop, and sit lakeside writing romances all year long. Oh and the cabana boys would wait on her hand and foot.

5.    She wants to get to know YOU. Writing romances - especially gay and BDSM - has led her to many wonderful and unusual people, relationships, lifestyles, and kink. It makes the world go 'round and she's a student of the world. Don't let her last name fool you.

6.    She has a great sense of humor and loves making people laugh. Enjoy a spirited conversation whenever she's around.

I saw some drool-worthy eye candy on this site. All of my books are erotic romances – some hotter than others, but I don't jip readers on the love scenes. Those who are into BDSM should keep an eye open for my next book, RAZOR.

Blurb: RAZOR by Margie Church and K.B. Cutter

Amy and Bryce don't live the Dominant/submissive lifestyle, but Bryce acts every bit the Dom in the bedroom. And Amy's had enough of it. She takes a drastic step to balance their intimate relationship by enlisting her best friend's help.

His wife's unconventional request shocks Bryce at first, but eventually he's convinced to give the idea a try. On this journey of self-awareness, his experiences are anything but predictable or vanilla.

RAZOR will come out February 1, in an anthology titled, Bound for Romance, from Sizzler Editions.



Also in February -

If you're a fan of the m/m genre, I'm excited to tell you about Krewe Daddy. The book features Drew Rothem, a character from my bestselling m/m erotic romance, Hard as Teak. Krewe Daddy is Drew's story of redemption and the one who got away. Set in New Orleans, you'll meet a host of interesting characters and plot twists to keep you enticed until the last word.

Blurb: Krewe Daddy by Margie Church

Luis is the Daddy, a sought after lover, with an ego to match the mammoth-sized Mardi Gras floats he designs. His lifestyle and reputation are wearing him out, but Luis can't find a satisfying way to break the cycle and be happy, too.

Drew's insecurities pushed him to have a foolish affair six years ago. It destroyed his relationship with Luis, and he's never been able to commit to anyone since. Now, he's taken control of his life and changed his submissive personality by becoming a model for Kevin Marks, and a wildlife enforcement agent in New Orleans.

These men haven't forgotten each other or settled their differences. They accidentally meet in a gay bar, and the years of regret, anger, and pent-up emotions bubble to the surface. Their passion is as hot as ever, their mistrust just as potent. When Drew's future is in Luis' hands, will he choose his lifestyle or love?




Krewe Daddy will be released February 27, by Noble Romance Publishing.

And for a little extra fun, here's the link to Krewe Daddy's video trailer. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JfEFefE07eM&context=C39ef062ADOEgsToPDskLaYq0y-2yAAe0xwx8ZCMNd As soon as I get cover art, it'll be updated. Krewe Daddy will be released February 27, from Noble Romance!

Contest: Since I'm new to this group, I'd love to hear what attracts you to reading new authors. You could win a book of your choosing on my backlist. There's nine of them!

Keep up with Margie:

Margie's website: Romance with SASS







Friday, January 13, 2012

Excerpt #3 The Bank Job



Her head dropped back on his chest. Her breaths shallow pants and her hand once again on his thigh, she almost moaned in pleasure before she caught herself. God, what was she doing with this man? She didn’t even know him. But there was something about him that called to her. He felt really good against her body. She couldn’t stop herself. She let go and let the feelings take over. Her head swam with desire and need for this man. His erection pressed into her backside, giving her chills up her spine, and made heat bloom in her groin.
“Dammit, you feel good.” His breath tickled her neck as his passion laden voice grumbled in her ear, making her gasp.
She turned in his arms, spearing her hands through his hair, she kissed him. Their mouths melded to one another’s, tongues teased at the seams of their lips. She nibbled his chin before moving back to his mouth. Holding her face in his hands, he deepened the kiss.
Breathing heavily, she backed off reluctantly. Her heart slamming against her ribs, made her head swim.  “Whoa, what are we doing here?” She tried steadying her breathing.
His brows furrowed. “We were kissing.” He came in for another kiss, but she held her hand up between them.
“I knew that Sherlock. I meant what’s going on between us. Is it us or the situation? I personally feel it’s the situation. If I’m going to die, I’d rather go out with a smile on my face from having really good sex, but,” She glanced around. “I don’t think we should have sex in this office. Do you?”  She stepped back from him.
Moving forward, he said, “I think we can keep kissing and if we make it out of this we can have sex.” He took her mouth in an animalistic kiss.
Their bodies slammed together. She could feel his erection pressing against her belly. God, she wanted to be able to feel that inside her. She broke the kiss. “I hope we make it out of this then.” She took his lips just as he had hers a moment before, tongues tangled and explored each other’s mouths, leaving nothing untouched. She loved his unique taste, his flavor, bursting on her tongue. His scent permeated the air. A subtle hint of cologne mixed with his natural musk. And those heavy lidded blue eyes were to die for. Sex with him would be amazing if his kiss said anything about him. Sex, yes. That’s all it could be. She never let anyone get too close.
The door opened, bumping them backward.
“What the hell?” Dick’s menacing face appeared in front of them. They quickly untwined their bodies. Jarrod stood in front of Kat, protecting her.
“Well lookie what we have here. The little bitch is in heat.” Dick sneered at Jarrod and pushed him aside, grabbing Kat by the arm. “You’re coming with me. I have plans for you.” He clamped down hard on her arm, making her yelp.
“Let go of me, you pig.” She yanked her arm from his grasp, enraging him further. He swung back to slap her, and Jarrod grabbed his arm before he could land his strike.
“Don’t you touch her. I swear I’ll kill you if you hurt her.” Jarrod snapped.
“And how are you going to do that when I have the gun?” He waved the weapon around for emphasis. “I say who does what. I’m in charge here.”
“I don’t need protection Jarrod. I can fight my own battles. Let the sonofabitch try anything and gun be damned, I’ll kill him myself.” She crossed her arms over her chest.
“Dick, what’s taking so long?” One of the other robbers asked.
“Nothing.” He snapped his fingers at Jarrod.” Come with me and don’t give me any shit.” Jarrod moved past Kat, leaving her behind.
For the first time fear seized her heart. Not for herself, but for Jarrod. She couldn’t stand the thought of anything happening to him. “Wait. Take me instead.” She grabbed Jarrod’s elbow and pulled him back. He stumbled back a few steps coming to a stop in front of her.
“Kat, what are you doing? Let me go.” He gently removed her hand from his arm and mouthed, “I’ll be okay.”
She shook her head. “Promise me.”
He took her chin in his hand and kissed her quickly. “I promise.” He locked eyes with her for the briefest moment until he was led from the room at gunpoint. His kiss still lingered on her lips.

Flash Fiction Friday #22


Welcome to yet another Flash Fiction Friday. A picture might be worth a thousand words, but today it’s worth 100 no more, no less. Thanks for stopping by and please follow the link to get to the other FFF posts. Flasher Fiction Friday. Now here are my 100.

“Please, I need you.” Mandy loved the feel of Michelle covering her, taking what she wanted. Being with her was just as exciting as being with a man. She was proud of her bi-sexuality.
“Oh yeah? What do you want? Do you want me to kiss you senseless and then go down on you?”
“Ohmigod, yes, please.” She squirmed, rubbing her pussy against Michelle’s, trying to get some friction on her clit.
Their mouths connected in an explosive kiss. Their tongues melded together in a sensual duel. Mandy could hardly wait to feel that talented tongue inside her.
“Beg me.”

Thursday, January 12, 2012

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Tuesday, January 10, 2012

Excerpt #2 The Bank Job




Hot damn, that quite possibly could have been one of the most intense orgasms of her life. He was truly gifted in the sex department. She had no doubt he would be an animal in bed. Just the right man to keep up with her. She felt his erection on her lower back, knowing she could do nothing more to help him with it here. They needed to concentrate on getting out of there. Thank you. I needed that.” She fastened her pants.
He kissed her on the shoulder. “You’re welcome. I just wish there could be more. If we get out of this there will be.” She relaxed against him, basking in the afterglow of the moment. She didn’t want to move ever again. Even though she would never admit it, it felt good to be in his arms. That thought scared her. She had to get it together this was no time to get soft. She pushed away from his embrace.
“What’s the matter?” He scrunched his brows together.
She could see the wounded look in his eyes. She felt bad about it, but there was no time to be sentimental. They sort of had sex, that was all. Nothing more, nothing less. “Nothing’s the matter, sport. I’m just trying to figure out what to do to get us out of here.”
He huffed out a breath. “So we’re back to sport, huh? Well that’s just great.” He threw his hands up in the air.
She could hear the hurt and frustration in his voice, but there was nothing she could do to soothe it. This is exactly why she didn’t do relationships. She had casual sex and that was it. She didn’t have a place in her life for complicated shit. “Don’t you want to get out of here?”
He sighed and stood up with her. “Well, what’s the plan?” He peeked out the blinds with her.
“I’m not sure yet, but I think we could take the short one. He seems about ready to piss his pants.
“Oh, that’s right, you were out when I heard his name. The little one is Kip. I still don’t know Snaggletooth’s name, but his teeth will give him away.”
Getting dark, the light filtering through the blinds on the only small window was fading away. Soon they would be in the dark. She figured when it got dark they could make their move. Getting the rest of the people out was going to be the tricky part though.
“Okay, I think we can take Kip. He seems like he wants out of this. The other two are the dangerous ones.”
“I don’t think so. If he gets scared enough, he’ll start shooting. He has the least amount of control.”
“And how would you know anything about control? You were helping them bag the money.” It was a low blow, she knew it, but she wanted out of here. She needed to get to work. If she lost this job, well, she didn’t want to think about losing her job. It might be a joke to some people, valuing a job as a sex toy sales clerk, but it was better than the alternative of being unemployed and dependant on other people.
“Yeah, I helped them, but I was afraid of being shot at the time, so forgive me if I’m not as brave and as frigid as you are.” He crossed his arms over his chest.
Ouch, that stung. It was true, she knew it was, but it still stung. She was definitely glad she wasn’t in a relationship with him. At least that’s what she told herself. “Look, let’s just concentrate on getting out of this room okay.” She stroked his arm lightly; he put his hand over hers and nodded.
“So what’s the plan?”

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Sunday, January 8, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday #22

Welcome to another SSS. Thank you for stopping by. The link to get back to the original site is Six Sentence Sunday Now here are my six.





He hiked he leg up over his shoulder gaining better access rubbing her G-spot with every stroke. Her breaths were ragged and coming in pants and she was mumbling something to a higher power.
He rubbed her clit in tight circles and she flew apart in his arms. Her delicate tissue squeezed him and he felt the ripple effect of her orgasm.
“I love you Kat.”
“I love you too Jarrod.”