New Year's Eve and Something New

Hey everyone! New Year's Eve is tomorrow! How are you going to start off the new year? Any New Year Resolutions? I have one- to write more books about steamy McDreamy men to satisfy my readers' cravings! I'm already getting started, too- a new Men of Space Station One book is in the works! Excited? So am I! It's going to be a great new year ;-) be safe during the festivities and good luck with your resolutions! Happy New Year's!

A Little Spice for Christmas

Hey guys! Want to add a little heat to your Christmas? Want to curl up in front of the fire with a good book but don't know what sizzling story to read? Have you been dying to have more of the Dirty Dozen bikers? I have the answer right here! "A Dirty Dozen Christmas" is out for pre-order now! Get it now or wait for it to come out on December 21st, just in time for Christmas! The cover is oh-so-delicious, too! I think I know what I want for Christmas ;-)

When the women get together to sponsor a charity for Christmas, they end up fighting for more than their way of life. Another group has their eyes on the same charity and will stop at nothing to get their way, including using the Dirty Dozen’s lifestyle for target practice.

While the men babysit, the women are raising money to sponsor The Dallas Children’s Home, but another group wants to snatch it from them. They resort to underhanded methods like siccing child welfare on them because of their ménage relationships. Well, two can play that game. The women put their heads together and fight fire with fire. Their rivals don’t know who they're dealing with.

When the dust settles, who will be delivering Santa to the children? And who is expecting their own little bundles of joy? Will the guys end up working over the Christmas holidays or helping their wives plan the most perfect Christmas ever?

Note: There is no sexual relationship or touching for titillation between or among the men.

http://www.bookstrand.com/a-dirty-dozen-christmas

The Next Big Thing

Last week Total-E-Bound author Sage Marlowe tagged me in her Next Big Thing, so this week it's my turn.

What is the title of your book?a
Right now, I'm finishing book two of The Ghost Riders, Between A Rock and A Hard Place

How did you come by the idea?

I am an avid fan of Sons of Anarchy. Love that show.

What genre does your book fall under?

Erotic Romance with hunky bikers and suspense 

Will your book be self-published or traditional?

 It will be out under Siren on Bookstrand

How long did it take you to write the first draft of your manuscript?

 About four weeks. 

 

What else about your book might pique the reader’s interest?
Well, it is a menage of course, and with hunky bikers and lots of action, it's going to be hot

An Early Christmas Present!

I'm so excited!
I got an early Christmas Present, the cover of A Dirty Dozen Christmas. Do you think it is sufficiently naughty? I sure do. What a yummy...biker.

It officially goes on sale December 21st, but I'm sure it will be available for pre-order soon. I'll let you know as soon as I know.

Here's a peek of what you can expect. Enjoy!

 

A Dirty Dozen Christmas

“I don’t want Tina going anywhere alone while all of this is going on.” Zack leaned back against the cabinets.

“Hey! I’m standing right here. I do have a say in these things.” Tina crossed her arms and glared at the two men.

“Not where your safety is concerned. We’ve talked about this before, Tina.”

“I’m not in any danger. These women are all talk and bluster. The worst thing that might happen is that they call us names. They’re too good to engage in anything like fighting or hair pulling.”

“Doesn’t matter. I’m not going to leave you unprotected. Live with it.” Zack pushed off from the cabinets and disappeared into the other room.

“Let him cool off, babe. It’ll all be okay.” Cole wrapped his arms around her and nuzzled her neck.

“You’re trying to distract me with sex, aren’t you.”

“Is it working?”

“Maybe.” Tina couldn’t help but smile.

Cole backed her up against the bar and nibbled on her lips before slipping his tongue inside her mouth. He licked every inch inside before sucking on her tongue. His hands weren’t still while he kissed her. They slipped beneath her sweater and massaged her back before one slipped between her waistband and skin to squeeze her ass cheek.

Tina moaned into his mouth as he rubbed his thick erection against her belly. There was no doubting what he had in mind. If only she could get Zack on board as well. She pushed back against Cole’s hard cock and wrapped her arms around his neck. He deepened the kiss, nipping at her lower lip before thrusting his tongue in and out of her mouth. She didn’t doubt for a second that she would have swollen lips when he finished with her.

“More,” she managed to get out around nips.

“I’ll give you more. Let’s take this to the bedroom.”

Cole growled then picked her up and carried her over his shoulder with one hand on her ass. As they passed through the den, Zack stood up from where he’d been sitting, flipping through channels on the TV. She caught a quick glance of his face as the anger slid into need, and he followed them to the bedroom.

As soon as they entered the room, she heard the door slam behind them and Cole dropped her on the bed. Tina bounced once and immediately crawled to the other side. She slid off the bed and grinned at the two men.

“Strip, Tina.” Zack’s deep voice sent shivers down her spine.

“What if I want you to strip first?”

“Do it, babe. Now.” Cole walked around the end of the bed toward her.

Tina backed away until she felt Zack’s hard body behind her. When had he crawled over the bed, and why hadn’t she noticed? He gripped her waist and leaned down to whisper in her ear. His hot breath sent tingles along her skin.

“You’re playing with fire.”

Cole reached her and slid his hands under her shirt before pulling it upward. He bent down and nibbled her other earlobe before jerking her shirt over her head. Tossing it to the floor, he reached for the front closure of her bra even as Zack’s hands reached lower to the button at her waistband. They quickly divulged her of the rest of her clothes before lowering her to the bed.

“Don’t move, Tina.” Cole’s raspy voice made her smile. He was hot and hard for her. Just the way she liked him.

One glance at Zack proved he was in no better shape. He jerked his shirt over his head with one hand and unfastened his jeans with the other without dropping his gaze from her. Nothing turned her on more than for her men to lose control with their need for her. She reclined on her elbows and slowly spread her legs wide so that they could see her wet pussy. She dipped one hand down her belly, pausing to flick her belly ring before drifting lower to slide one finger between her southern lips. 

Thanksgiving In All Things

I'm thankful for so many things in my life, but one of those things is you, my readers. Without you, there would be no me or writing. Were it not for you, I would not be the almost sane person I am. The little voices in my head would have long ago stolen my mind and had me locked away in some stark white room away from the world. Thank You from the bottom of my heart.

What am I doing today? Well, I have a ham waiting to be carved that I cooked all night and dressing in the oven cooking. Not a truly traditional Thanksgiving meal, but close enough. I'll open a can of cranberry sauce and all will be ready. After the meal, I'll sequester myself inside my office and let the littler voices inside my head free.

I'm finishing up book two of The Ghost Riders. The title is Between A Rock and A Hard Place. It's Vernon's and Rhode's story. They go after their woman, Jessie. The only problem is that Jessie has a reason not to go home with them. How will they convince her that they can handle anything as long as they have her between them?

What's next? I'm drifting back and forth between the first book in a new series about shifters and another book I've been fiddling with in The Men From Space Station One series. What do you all think? I'd really like to know what you would like to read next.

Don't forget that A Dirty Dozen Christmas will be out soon as well. It will probably be ready to pre-order sometime the second week of December. I'm very proud of that book. Listening to 18 different characters at one time and getting them straight was not easy! LOL

Don't forget to email me HERE and visit my webpage HERE.
Talk to you all later!

 

Business Or Pleasure

So the company I work for sent me to a resort for a week….

There I was surrounded by half-naked delicious men lying beside one of the swimming pools or wandering through the gardens. There were two different restaurants and a pool-side bar as well, with every imaginable kind of yummy food.

The sun shone brightly every day and the staff were amazingly friendly and helpful.

I bet you’re all jealous of me, right? Ready to turn bitchy and scratch my eyes out with jealousy?

Well don’t bother. I was wearing a prim, navy blue business suit, with the jacket buttoned up, hunched over a table, stuck in meetings for sixteen hours a day and too exhausted to do much more than have a shower, a meal, and sleep the other eight. I only got to swim in the pool once the whole time I was there and that was on the last day, because I figured I could sleep on the plane going home.

But instead of sleeping on my flight home, I got to thinking, “What if?” and “Resort Romance” was born.

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“Resort Romance” Blurb:

Imogen agrees to accompany Gage and Liam to a resort for a week’s vacation and some extra hot ménage sex. The gardens are beautiful, the meals are delicious and the facilities are excellent, especially the three swimming pools. The men are delicious too, but Gage is bossy and Imogen is not going to be anyone’s sex toy.

But the men are awfully yummy and Imogen is having a wonderful time. Until Gage makes a few autocratic decisions which remind Imogen of her manipulative father. Then Imogen has to decide whether the best orgasms of her life are worth risking potential heartbreak.

WARNING! ADULT EXCERPT

Before Imogen could take another breath, the two men surrounded her. Two hot, hard bodies pressed against her—one in front and one behind. Four arms held her tightly and two sets of lips whispered across her skin, one on her cheeks and the other on her neck.

“Oh you will enjoy it. We can promise you the best orgasm you’ve ever had. When we’re both inside you, I can feel Liam’s cock and he can feel mine. The tissues separating us are very thin and very sensitive. You’ll feel our every twitch and pulse as we stroke deeper and deeper in you, bringing you closer and closer to the ultimate climax.”

Imogen shivered. Gage’s sexy voice was bringing her pretty close to an orgasm with every word he spoke, and cream was already dripping from her pussy onto her panties. Deep inside her core a throbbing drumbeat had begun to draw her ever nearer to the climax Gage promised.

Behind her, Liam kneeled and slipped her feet out of her sandals, then pressed hot lips to her legs, kissing his way up them to her knees. He licked all around her knee and then butterfly kissed the sensitive skin at the back of her knee.

“Oh God, that feels good,” she whispered, clutching Gage’s waist to support her suddenly wobbly legs.

Gage slid his hands under her T-shirt and trailed his fingers up, up, up, over her bellybutton, over her ribs, until finally they rested under her breasts.

“Touch them,” she begged him. But he ignored her and stroked his hands up and down her spine, rubbing circles and spirals across her back as he went.

Meanwhile Liam had swapped to her other leg and was licking and sucking the back of that knee now. I never knew knees were sexy, she thought as her brain started to fry from the combined heat of the men’s touches.

Liam pulled her thighs apart and she staggered as her legs almost refused to hold her upright any longer. He held her thighs firmly and began nibbling the oh-so-delicate skin of her inner thighs.

Gage finally slid his hands under her bra and rested his palms over her breasts. Imogen sighed with relief at the hot touch just exactly where she needed it most.

But her relief was short-lived as the coiling, fiery ball of need deep inside her was demanding more. Much more.

She became aware of a very large cock in easy reach of her hands, but her legs were so weak from all the emotions coiling through her body she wondered if she would fall over if she let go of Gage’s waist.

Taking a deep breath, Imogen popped the buttons of Gage’s pants and slid the zipper down. His tighty whities outlined his cock to perfection, and she almost drooled as she lifted it out of its wrapping and cupped it in her hands. The vein was throbbing and the head a dark red. As she ran her fingers up the long stalk of his erection, a tiny pearl of pre-cum gathered in the eye. Gently she smoothed her fingers over the head of his cock and rubbed the moisture into the cap.

Before she could lean forward and lick his cock, Gage pulled her T-shirt over her head and said, “I think it’s time to move this party to the bed.”

Buy link: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/resort-romance-by-berengaria-brown/

Berengaria Brown

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BDSM In A Small Town

The first book in my new series, Knights in Black Leather, comes out today!

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Jackson and Marx have their eye on Kelly as their new submissive. Funny, she doesn’t remember applying for the position. She’s had enough of the BDSM lifestyle, but Jackson and Marx aren’t taking no for an answer. Is love enough to change her mind, or will it make things worse?

Marx and Jackson aren’t looking for a full-time submissive. They want someone who can think for themselves, but let them lead in the bedroom. They believe that Kelly is that woman. They set out to court her and show her they aren’t asking for all that much.

Kelly desperately wants to believe them, but her experience is that one thing leads to another and before you know it, you’re bound hand and foot. She doesn’t want to be someone’s possession anymore. She wants the real thing—love and the freedom to share it with her man, or is that men?

I've fallen in love with this series already. Writing it was so much fun. The cast of characters in it has me itching to work on the next book. I hope you enjoy the excerpt. It's a bit naughty. ;-)

She turned around and looked up into his eyes. They were heavy lidded with arousal. She wanted to show him how much he meant to her since she didn’t think she could say the words. Holding his gaze, she went to her knees at his feet and balanced herself with her hands against his thighs before leaning forward and running her tongue along the underside of his hard cock. He threw his head back and growled, breaking their eye contact. She ran her tongue down the length of him and licked his balls. His reaction was almost explosive. His hands clasped her head on either side as she ran her tongue back up and circled the mushroom cap beneath the rim.

“Fuck!”

She couldn’t prevent a small smile before she pulled back and looked up at him once again. He watched her as she dipped her tongue into the slit at the top of his dick and captured the pearl of pre-cum glistening there. His swift hiss at the sensation coupled with the wild taste of him nearly blew her mind. If it were possible to come while giving a blow job, Kelly was on the edge. She dug her fingers into his strong muscular thighs as she slowly lowered her head over his cock and sucked him to the back of her throat. He was so big she didn’t think she could deep throat him, but she was determined to try.

She relaxed her throat and flattened her tongue, breathing through her nose and took him deeper. Nails dug into her scalp, increasing her arousal to epic proportions. She swallowed around him then backed off as he gurgled above her.

“That was fucking amazing. Do it again, baby.”

She stroked him in and out of her mouth, suctioning as she pulled back before taking him down again. She took him to the back of her throat then deeper again and again. His strangled cries told her that he was close. She moved her hands from his thighs to his tight ass and squeezed as she bobbed up and down on his hard cock.

Kelly’s pussy was soaked, and the pulsing of her clit was driving her to distraction. She squeezed her thighs together to try and alleviate some of the pressure to climax, but it did little good. Her scalp burned from Marx’s grip and how he occasionally pulled on her hair. It added to the throb of need searing her nerve endings.

“So good. So damn good.” Marx’s voice was almost unrecognizable it had grown so deep and raspy.

She added a little edge of teeth to her upward pull, and his cock jerked in her mouth with each stroke. She felt his buttocks squeeze tight as he struggled to hold on while she sucked his thick dick with everything inside of her. His knees were locked, holding him in place while his hands where trying to direct her movements now.

Kelly ran a finger around to his perineum and pressed rhythmically while using her other hand to stroke a fingernail lightly across his puckered opening. His reaction was intense and immediate. Marx threw back his head and roared like a lion, coming up on his toes as she swallowed around him. His hands fisted in her hair, adding to her burning need.

Thick ropes of cum filled her throat, and despite swallowing as fast as she could, it leaked into her mouth and out the corners. She swallowed again and again before cleaning his spent cock with her tongue and allowing it to slip from her mouth. She leaned her head against his pelvis, her breath coming in short, choppy gasps for several seconds. After a few seconds she was able to pull back and look up at how Marx had slumped over her with his hands braced on the wall behind her.

Finally he seemed to come back to himself. Standing up straight, he pulled her to her feet and pushed her back against the tile as his head bent and his mouth attacked hers. Lips, hell-bent on taking hers, feasted on her mouth with easy abandon. Then he was moving her head to match his needs and taking her higher than she had ever gone with a single kiss. It didn’t hurt that she was already so aroused that one touch would surely send her flying.

Everything converged as he nipped at her lips, drawing them in one at a time to nibble on and tease with his tongue. Even with her arms wrapped around his neck, she couldn’t get close enough to him. She wanted him inside of her but knew it was too soon after his recent climax.

As if reading her mind, he picked her up so that she had to wrap her legs around his waist and climbed out of the shower. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around her back and shoulders before settling her on the bathroom counter and immediately burying his face between her legs.

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Welcome New Author, Rebecca Joyce

 When it comes to creating anything on a whim, a mom is the first person any child runs to. When a husband needs a button sewn or a correct key-code for the remote, he will hunt down his wife.  But what happens when this mom/wife takes time away from her family?

                                                She… WRITES!

Nothing comes easy in life or so I have been told over and over again. If you want something, you have to get up off your butt and go get it!

As the wife of a Military soldier and the mother to three children, I have moved from one side of the country to the next. I classified myself as the typical ‘homemaker’ for eighteen years before trying to find my own niche in this world. I happened upon writing during one of my husband’s deployments to pass the time. I was always an avid reader; even from an early age, preferring fiction to anything else and boy did I read a lot during the first two months. Eventually, I got it into my head, that I needed a way to let out all the emotions, we military wives keep bottled up, for fear of upsetting our spouses and children.

So, when the kids were all sleeping and I said my last ‘I love you’ to my husband, I would sit at my computer and began peck away. At first, it was an outlet for anger, frustration, grief, hostility, you name it…I wrote about it! But as the months drew on and the longing for a physical intimacy grew, my writing took on a life of its own. Before I knew it, I was in a whole new world.

My first scribbles, were just simple erotic thoughts and wishes. As I continued to write, those wishes turned into handsome hunks and before I knew it, I had created a set of characters so real, I found myself dreaming of them…seeing them as they truly are. Writing became my haven, where when life and the military became too much for me, I could vent and let it all out.

It took me over two years to muster the courage to submit my first manuscript and I only did that because my husband said, “Becky, I never pegged you for a quitter.” Since then, I have been very busy.

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When my first book, The Cattle Drive…The Armstrong Brothers of Cedar Creek was released on October 24^th, 2012, my life took an amazing turn. I have several new projects in the works and a new release,

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 “Emma’s Treasures- The Men of Treasure Cove Series” coming out November 15^th, 2012.

The second installment of the Armstrong Brothers is due out this December!!!

Though sometimes my real life interferes with my imaginative life, I try to balance each with whit, sarcasm and humor.

            “Screwing up takes practice…I think I’m well rehearsed!”

 

 Rebecca Joyce

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Be sure and let Rebecca know what you think by emailing her  HERE

 

Don't forget about Facebook and Twitter  She would love to have you follow her there as well

 

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Bella Juarez Talks about Men in Uniform

What is so alluring about a man in uniform?

Oh! Let me count the ways!

(1) Authority: Who doesn’t love a big strong alpha man in uniform? The air of authority that comes with a uniform makes us women weak at the knees. The basic instinct of being protected and secure in a big strong alpha man’s presences is warm and inviting. And it helps that most of them are in pretty damn good shape.

(2) Command and Control. Need I say more? How about those handcuffs? That water hose that could never douse the flame of desire these men set racing through you. The aggressive, hungry, way the come home after months on a warfront. There is also a tenuous vulnerability in these men that is sweet and attractive.

(3) What about those big guns… *le sigh*

(4) Rescue me! What woman hasn’t dreamt of a knight coming to rescue her? Doesn’t matter of it’s a street wise Sampson, GI Joe or just plain Officer/Fireman Joe. Who doesn’t want to be carried off and rescued? Show of hands please? You know they play as hard as they work.

(5) Sensitivity to a cause greater than themselves: These big guys have an even bigger heart. They understand what’s at stake. They know that dedicating themselves to a higher purpose is not just a job but a calling. The need to be heroic isn’t their motivation. The desire to protect and serve is their driving force.

Let’s not stop at number five… Give me six, seven, eight, nine, ten, etc…

What do I write about? Men in uniform, of course! BlackOps Brotherhood Series is my flagship series of books. These stories are about exciting men and women who play just as hard as they work. This series will appeal to both men and women with hard hitting military action and the right blend of erotic romance. This series deals with real world issues and real time relationships complicated by the ever changing mission of the military. Theirs is a world of intrigue that is experienced by very real heroes and heroines. These strong women and even stronger men find ways to save the world and keep loving, sometimes dark relationships going behind closed doors. Book one in the series is Rapid Dominance is due out for release October 24 from Siren BookStrand. Check out the excerpt at: http://www.bellajuarez.com/titles-blackops-brotherood/rapid-dominance/

In Rapid Dominance engineering student, Victoria Saenz, lands a dream job as a housekeeper while she attends graduate school. Major Reese Thompson, USMC, is no ordinary master of the house. His hard body and strict military manner is male perfection. Reese is stuck in a loveless marriage with a hypochondriac wife. He returns from Iraq to divorce papers left with his maid. Victoria agrees to stay, to help him pick up the pieces, but Reese’s attraction to Victoria grows every day as the house seems to get smaller. The brunette beauty is there at every turn, tempting him. They discover a deep, sometimes dark, love for one another, as danger looms. The terrorist cell Reese has worked tirelessly to take down has a secret weapon in their war against Reese. Will Reese’s and Victoria’s love withstand the storms of war, despite all the forces threatening to tear them apart?

Halloween Around the Corner

Hey everyone! I'm getting excited about Halloween and today my book, Forever and Always is officially out! You can buy it HERE  There's an excerpt or two there, too.  Be sure to let me know what you think of it when you finish. My email is Here

With Halloween right around the corner, I'm wondering what everyone has planned. Me? I will be attending a very adult costume party. ;-)  I can't wait. What about you? Care to tell me what you're going to be doing that night?

I'm working on two different books right now and having trouble deciding which one to finish first. One is a sequel to the new series The Ghost Riders  Rhodes and Vernon are trying to rescue their woman and take her back to Reo, Texas where they can keep her safe.

They other one is book one of a new series centered around shifters. I'm having a good time writing this one, too. I just can't concentrate on either one because I want to be writing on the other one. How about if we take a poll out there? Tell me what you would like to see next. I'll check my comments and see what you want next. :-)

Got to run. Need to get to work on some edits next. I'll check back to see what you've decided.

Marla

To Many Books Calling to Me

I'm having trouble today settling down to write. There are too many books calling to me. I have the next book in The Ghost Riders series open on my desktop with another book from The Men of Space Station One downsized on the bar. There there is the new shapeshifter sereis that's about to drive me crazy calling in the background. I knew better than to open it up on the bar. What am I supposed to do? Who do I listen to and work on?

Another book in the sereies Knights in Black Leather is calling out in my mind for time as well. It promises if I will just start it on paper that it will back off for a while longer. Do I trust it and give in, or will it start nagging at me like the others do? How do any of you choose what to write on next? I need help with this. Someone give me an idea of what to work on next.

Marla Monroe

Pictures

I promised pictures from the Retreat in Texas and here they are. I will have more later. Just digging through my photos.

This is the owner of the ranch we were staying at The Silver Spur in Bandares, Texas. He knew all the stories and history about cowboys!

He was one of the wonderful cowboys who let us harass him over and over again. ;-)

This is a real Longhorn cow. They are lethal with their horns. The thing is, they turn their head and don't realize they are going to poke you. You have to be on your toes around them.

These are two of the three donkeys on the ranch. This is Jenny (mom) and her baby. Jenny is expecting another one soon!  Her mate is Jack, not shown here. They were free to roam all over the ranch and stayed right by the main lodge. We had fun feeding them. They would follow you anywhere for some food.

Okay, everyone. That's all I have for now. More pics. later. Right now I'm busy writing on Book Two of The Ghost Riders.  Vernon and Rhodes have to find Jessie. Tussler, her brother, shipped her off to relatives to get her away from them.

Hugs!

Marla Monroe
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Now Available for Pre-Order! Forever and Always

Book Four of the Riverbend, Texas Heat series is now available for Pre-order. There's nothing like being independent and paying your won way in life, but sometimes, you need a little help. Lana isn't convinced that Justin and Paul are really interested in her for more than a  little fun. When they start trying to "handle" all of her problems, she rebels. What will it take to convince her that they are serious about her and want her forever and always?

I'll post a little naughty excerpt just to tease you. To get it all you'll have to buy the book. It officially comes out on Friday, October, 26th.

Till then.....

Lana couldn’t help but respond to him. Her mouth opened and his tongue dove inside to tease and tangle with hers. She slipped her hands into his hair and gave herself over to him with a whimper as he took her higher and higher with just the kiss. Then he was pulling away just enough to run his mouth all along her jaw to nip and suck on her earlobe. It sent shivers down her spine and goose bumps along her arms. She could feel her pussy weeping her juice as Justin continued his roving down her neck.

He licked at her neck then sucked on it, no doubt leaving a mark there before moving over to her shoulder. He nuzzled aside the neck of the V-neck T-shirt she was wearing and bit lightly against her shoulder. Pulling back, he looked deep into her eyes.

“Let me give you pleasure, Lana. I want to show you how much you mean to me. To us. I’ll be careful with you. Please, sweetheart. Let me taste your sweet honey.”

“Oh, God, Justin. What are you doing to me? I can’t breathe.”

“Shh. Just relax and let me make you feel good. I’ll take real good care of you, Lana.” He moved down her body and slipped his hands beneath her shirt to lightly rasp over her nipples. They were already hard from his kisses, but with the extra stimulation, they began to ache in need for a heavier touch. Justin lifted the cotton material and folded it at her neck. He just stared at her breasts for several seconds before moaning and lowering his mouth to lick at one torrid peak. The sensation of his tongue rasping over the tip sent jolts of electricity through her body.

“God, they’re perfect, Lana.” He palmed them with his large hands then sucked a nipple deep into his mouth.

Lana bowed her back as he sucked more and more of her breast into his mouth. He seemed on a mission to take all he could into the hot, wet cavern before finally backing off to nip at the nipple once more. Then he moved to the other breast and repeated the process while pulling and rolling the abandoned one between his fingers.

It was too much. Lana felt things begin to simmer deep inside of her. If he kept doing what he was doing, she was going to come from him playing with her breasts alone. That shouldn’t happen, should it? He would think she was immature if that happened. She fought it with all her strength, but when he lightly bit and pulled on her nipple, electricity arced across her body, sending her pussy into spasms.

“Ahhh!” She screamed out her climax even as tears spilled down her face with embarrassment.

Justin growled around her nipple before releasing it and sitting back. When he saw her tears he cupped her face with both hands.

“Shh, what’s wrong, sweetheart? Did I hurt you? God, baby. What’s wrong?”

“I–I couldn’t stop it. I’m sorry.” She turned her face from him, sure that she would see disgust in his face.

“Oh, honey. Don’t apologize for that. It was the most amazing thing I’ve ever experienced. You’re so responsive, hon. I love it.” He kissed her cheeks and thumbed away the tears there.

“You’re not disappointed with me?”

“Hell, no. That was wonderful, but I’m not through with you yet.” He kissed her again then grinned and began kissing his way down her chest and abdomen, making sure to skirt the tiny cuts there, to the waistband of her shorts.

Lana moaned as his mouth caressed her pelvis. When he began pulling down her shorts, she panicked. Her shorts were wet from her arousal. What would he think of her? He growled when she grabbed his hands to stop him.

“Move your hands, sweetheart. I’ve got to taste your sweet honey. I can smell you and it’s driving me crazy.”

She lifted them and sighed when he pulled her shorts from her body. Justin moved one leg out and over his shoulder so that he could access her wet center. His warm breath across he pussy lips made her jerk with anticipation of more. Surely he would drive her insane if he touched her there. She was already panting with expectation as his mouth hovered mere inches from her most intimate of places.

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How Do You Say Goodbye?

Tomorrow is my last day at The Silver Spur in Texas. I've had a ball. The people have been wonderful and so fun to be around. Lots of things to do and so little time to do it all.  Had a cowboy interview today that was so fun. Lots of good information to draw on later.

I'll share some photos when I get home. There is a donkey family there. Jack, Jenny, and their baby.  The news is she is pregnant again. :-)  Don't they know what causes that?

My other news is that I finsihed my Christmas book, A Dirty Dozen Christmas. All I have to do now is edit and send it off. The gang had big plans for Christams but naturally they didn't exactly go as planned. Mid December you will be able to read what they did to make sure everyone had a Merry Christams.

Well, I better go pack and make sure I have everything. I'll be talking to you all from home in a few days.

Marla
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Friday Morning on the Ranch

Already about time for lunch here. It's be a great morning with some interesting workshops and time to write. The Internet here is spotty, so I won't be on as much as I would like. That just means more time to write though.

Talked with a hunky cowboy at breakfast and learned some interesting things. He talked about cattle wresling and branding and how they mostly use liquid nitrogen now to brand the cattle with. In a liquid state it is wicked cold and works just as well as branding does.

Anyway, it was fun talking to him and even more fun sitting next to him. wink wink   I'm sure he is in hog heaven with all of us women hankering to talk to him. There will be a Q&A with him tomorrow. I'm looking forward to it.

That's all for now guys. I'll check in again later when I can.

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Home On The Range of The Silver Spur Ranch

Hey everyone! I'm in Texas at The Silver Spur Ranch about 50 miles west of San Antonio. So far it is hot and humid, but I'm enjoying the scenery. The cowboys have been fine to look at so far. I'm looking forward to some up close and personal time later.

I'll be taking some pictures and sharing them later on in the weekend. Nothing like some down to earth research to get my creative juices flowing. There's going to be lots going on this weekend but I'll check in when I can. My goal this weekend is to relax and write and of course, do a little cowboy, I mean horseback riding on the side. ;-)

Later guys.
Marla
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Getting Ready to Ride

Hey everyone! I'm nearly packed and getting really excited here. I'm going to Texas tomorrow to enjoy a little R&R on a real working ranch! Love me some cowboys! I'll keep you posted on what (or who)I'm doing while I'm there. ;-)

We're going to watch a rodeo, go cowboy bar hopping, and ride horses. I'm sure I'll manage to get some writing in sometime while I'm gone. And did I say cowboy watching? Well, hell yeah! That's a sport women love to be a part of.

I wonder how many paris of blue jeans I need to pack? Oh, and I can't forget my hat!

How about a hot cowboy cover to oogle while I'm gone?

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It Will Soon be Cuddle Time

Hey everyone. The weather is getting cooler and soon it will be time to cuddle with your favorite man or two. Just think, sitting between to studs with a roaring fire in the fireplace and a glass of wine. I'm getting all excited already. What about you?

Early October and the ghots and goblins are already showing up in yards all over the place here. I love this time of year with so many holidays popping up here and there. There's so much to do and so little time to do it all. You need a pair of hunks to help you through it. They can do everything from carrying your packages to putting up the Christams lights.

I hope to finish up A Dirty Dozen Christmas this week. I thought I would be finished by now, but those frisky guys gave me a hard time and turned up the juice some. I can't wait to get a cover for this one. You'll need a cold drink unless you've got your own personal fan boy. Then again, if you have your own BOB, you're in good hands too - your own hands. ;-)

Now, after I finish A Dirty Dozen Christmas, what's next?  What would like to see next? Men From the Border Lands, The Men of Space Station One, A River Bend Texas Heat book or a Knights in Black Leather book? Hmmm, My first book for the Knights in Black Leather is scheduled to come out next month I think. Then there is the new paranormal series I'm working with shifters or werewolves. It's in the early stages.

Well, I best get to writing. I have a lot to get done by the end of the year. Let me hear from you on what you want to see next. My Email Address  Then there is always my My Web Page  I hope to hear from you.

Here are a few covers for you to enjoy: 
Later my friends. Have a warm and cuddly night!

Brrrr October's Cooler Weather

I wasn't expecting for the temperatures to drop this weekend. No, it's not snowy cold, but it is much cooler. It reminds me that the season is changing. Won't be long till we'll need to curl up with a good book and your sweeties. ;-)  Nothing like cuddling under a blanket with a roaring fire and watching a movie or whatever else comes up.

I'm trying to finish up A Dirty Dozen Christmas this week. All of your favorite Dirty Dozen characters are in it. Don't you just love bikers. I sure do. That's why I started writing The Ghost Riders.  These guys are a litle more down and dirty. Still, they will capture your attention as they work to keep their women safe.

What's next on the agenda? Well, I have a couple of books started and need to decide what to work on next. Maybe I'll give you a hint next time. Till then, I'll leave you with some pretty covers for your enjoyment.

 

 

A Teaser From Their Border Lands Refuge

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Here you go all my good little boys and girls. Here is a glimpse of Their Border Lands Refuge to get you started. I'll post another juicier excerpt later this afternoon. Remember, you can always contact me at Marla Mail   Don't forget my website at Marla Website 

Skyler looked over at Owen, her best friend and lover, as they drove down the deserted highway toward the mountains of what had used to be Montana before the year of catastrophes. Now it was a wild, untamed land full of good and evil. Mostly evil as far as she was concerned. Once the tornadoes, fires, tsunamis, earthquakes, and diseases had wiped out most of the population of the world, those who were left survived the best they could.

Some managed to hang on to their humanity, but many shed it like a snake skin and preyed on the weak. Since women were scarce in this new world they were living in, they were often bartered and sold like cattle. In the eastern part of the states, black market traders kidnapped women to auction them off to the highest bidder. If you found yourself in their hands, your fate was sure to be bleak. Many women found themselves in brothels that sprang up all over.

She and Owen had managed fairly well living in one of the ruined cities of the east, but things had changed. More traders appeared, making it impossible for a women to be left alone while their men worked to put food on the table. Skyler had narrowly escaped capture by traders on two occasions and spent a good part of the day when Owen was working, hiding in the basement. It was no way to live, and Owen had gotten fed up with everything one day when he arrived home to find men ransacking the house looking for things to sell.

He had gone out the next day and returned with a travel trailer. They packed up what was left of their belongings and headed for the Border Lands. He was convinced they would fare better there than in the city. She knew it was for the best, but his plans scared her. She didn’t know if she could go through with them.

“You’re quiet over there, Skyler. What are you brooding about?”

“Nothing. Just wondering where we’ll end up.”

He let out a long breath and gripped the steering wheel tighter. His knuckles turned white. He knew what she was thinking about. She couldn’t help but worry about it. What he planned wasn’t normal.

“Sky, baby. Everything will work out fine. Just relax for now. It won’t change anything by worrying over it.”

“I can’t stop thinking about it, Owen. You’re talking about sharing me with a complete stranger.”

“He isn’t exactly a complete stranger. I’ve been writing to him for several months.”

“You’ve never met him, Owen. Writing to him doesn’t mean he’s a decent man.” She leaned her head back against the seat and closed her eyes.

She knew Owen was only doing what he thought was best, but she couldn’t help but be worried about it. Just because he’d heard that it worked out west didn’t mean it was true. Owen had been researching the possibilities for months before the day he had come home to find the men tearing apart their house. It had been the last straw for him. When he came back with the travel trailer, Skyler knew that he had made up his mind. Now she would have to live with it. Could she willingly give herself to another man in order to be safe? She just didn’t know.

Several hours later, Owen pulled off the barren road and pulled out a map she hadn’t known about.

“Where did you get that?”

“I bought it off one of the supply trucks that came through.”

“And you trust it?”

“Skyler. Don’t start.” Owen returned to looking over the map before folding it back up and pulling out on the road again.

Less than thirty minutes later, he turned off the road onto another road, following it until he reached a four-way stop. He turned left and continued down that road another four or five miles before turning right. This road wasn’t in as good a shape as the previous ones. Skyler couldn’t help but wonder if he knew where he was going. She loved him with all of her heart, but times like this, she wasn’t too sure she liked him. She was positive he was getting them lost.

Finally, he stopped at the end of a drive and looked over at her. She could tell by the expression on his face that she wasn’t going to like what she was about to hear.

“We’re here, Skyler.”

“Where is here?” She looked around but only saw tall dying grass and a gravel road ahead of them.

“It’s going to be our new home. This is where Simon lives.”

“I don’t see anything but grass and gravel.” She didn’t look at him because she didn’t want him to see the tears in her eyes.

Skyler felt betrayed. Never mind that Owen was doing what he thought was best for both of them, it still hurt that he would willingly share her with another man—a stranger.

“The house is at the end of the drive. I need you to be strong, Skyler. I know this is hard for you. It’s hard for me, too. Do you think I want to admit that I can’t take care of you by myself anymore? This is killing me, but I don’t know what else to do.” Owen sounded close to tears himself.

Skyler swallowed down the bile creeping up her throat and looked over at the man she had fallen in love with nearly ten years ago. So much had happened in the last eight years. He looked almost gaunt now with all the stress he had been under. He looked much older than twenty-nine. At six feet two inches, he towered over her by a good eight or nine inches. His deep blue eyes and light brown hair that reached his collar made him a striking man to look at. There were lines etched into his face that shouldn’t have been there at his young age. He had obviously lost weight in the last couple of years from working so hard, and all the worry heaped on his broad shoulders.

She sighed and reached out for his hand. They were scarred and calloused from working in the cleanup crews in the city. Maybe having another man around would help remove some of the stress from his shoulders. Maybe he was right and everything would be okay. She had to put on a brave front for him. He didn’t need her hysterics along with everything else he was forced to deal with.

He clasped her hand in his, and pulled her closer for a gentle kiss. His lips brushed across hers before he straightened up in the seat and changed gears. They started up the gravel drive toward their new life. She could only hope the man waiting on them would be a good one.

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