Showing posts with label Erotica. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Erotica. Show all posts

Friday, March 18, 2016

#NewRelease: Fractured Fantasies: Vol. 1 by Torie James #Erotica #Fantasy @Writergurl216





Past the shadows of lust and temptation there is a secret dimension of dark, forbidden desires. Abandon rational thought and step into a world of shattering rapture, furious ecstasy and burning secrets. Worship the flesh and submit to carnal seduction but remember passion comes at a high price. What are you willing to pay?



Book One — Point of No Return

One night a year, impiety and temptation take center court at the invitation only event hosted by the mysterious Avan Noxturna. Decadent darkness, burning lust, and wicked intentions hide behind innocent masks in the most innocuous places. The fires of hell may blaze hot, but the flames of passion consume common sense when obsessive memories escape to ignite an inferno of intimate bliss that will sear both saint and sinner.



Book Two: No Change Policy in Room 8

Nerdy sexpot, Maggie, is good at minding her own business. But when Tall, Dark, and Horny makes his presence known, she answers the siren call of anonymous lust on the first ring. Able to get her juices stirring, she’s more than willing to give this contender a shot. It’s been a long time since someone made the grade. Thinly veiled secrets don’t hold water when mystery bleeds into misery and pleasure demands payment with pain.



Book Three — Reclaiming the Rabbit Hole

Madly erotic and impossible dreams have turned Edee Carroll’s waking hours into an embarrassingly nightmarish reality. Carnal passion and a curious nature lead her through the doorway of a doctor specializing in her problem. There are some doors that should never be opened and when the road is paved with crooked desire and dangerous secrets, it doesn’t matter which direction the truth leads. Time is running out and there’s a thin line between satisfaction and suffering.



Book excerpt ((4/5 Heat Rating))

A blast of icy pain raced down her back, making her blink with the sudden onset. Her breath hitched, as though her ribcage buckled, compressed then released. A dull ache set up shop along her spine. Alarmed at the symptoms, she managed to set her shoulders stiffly, casting her gaze over the sea of people, weaving her way through, politely excusing herself when stopped by happy, drunk guests. She had done a full perimeter of each floor and now it was time to get to her office and wait for the offerings. Finding the twins, she conferred a few moments before heading to the elevator.

Then she saw him approach and everything receded into a hazy mural of shadows and light.

Golden brown eyes glowed under the lighting, the skull mask framing a chiseled face. Head to toe, in form fitting red, she remained hypnotized by the pure masculine grace, watching him unfurl from the shadows in wraithlike glory, making his way towards her stealthily.

A rush of pure pleasure slammed through her body, nipples tightening right away and for a brief heartbeat, she felt hands on her body and the slow, heated lick of an invisible tongue teasing her throbbing clit. It took her breath away, carnal thoughts first and foremost in her mind. It had been a very long time since she'd gotten laid. Business first, booty second.

He did look yummy…in all the right places.

She enjoyed being a highly sexual female who felt no shame in shagging a man for recreational purposes. Guys did it all the time and they were called studs. A woman with the same goal? Slut. Luckily, she didn't much care what anyone thought. She had no desire to settle into a bullshit relationship where she lost her identity. Her mother had schooled her. She was an island and it suited her fine when the occasional ship came into port, docking on a temporary pass.

A lustful interlude with a masked stranger on Halloween? Cliché. And tempting. She did have a few extra minutes.

Then he filled her vision and she felt her body grow damp under the heated gaze.

One. Quick. Fuck.

Medicinal purposes only.


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Saturday, February 20, 2016

Degrees of Being Boss by @RayvenGodchild #Erotica #BDSM @SensuousPromos






Zephyr Winston is a man in no rush to kick his social life back into gear after his ex's betrayal. So when he rescues Bailey Haven from a Russian hit man, he's surprised at the intensity of his attraction to the older woman.
With her husband, her perfect sub, dead two years, Bailey has no interest in doing more than running Club Precedent and mentoring Domme/sub couples. But her best friend's death sparks a domino effect that brings Bailey's path into a collision course with Zephyr. When the two meet, their chemistry is undeniably potent. They go head to head, Domme and Dom, but quickly learn there are many degrees to being boss.





Rayven Godchild is an author of erotica/erotic romance short stories, novels, and novellas, as well as a lover of chocolate and wine. She's shared the sensual secrets of a very naughty boy in the Confessions of a Sex Fiend series. Although the addicting tales are available in a boxed set, they can be found by their separate titles of Tasting Cherry, A View to Ecstasy, Retreat Bound, and Bound to Collide.
Secret Lilies is a steamy suspense romantica that was originally released at a tumultuous point in Rayven’s life but has had new life breathed between the pages. BOSS, a DEGREES OF BEING novel, is available now.
Here are some places you can find Rayven:
 
Excerpt:
He let go of her and walked around the table to stand in front of her. He offered his hand and she took it. A sizzling jolt rushed her body as he yanked her to her feet and slammed her flush to him, with nothing but fabric keeping them apart. One of his arms curled around her, his palm resting low on her back. The other cupped the back of her neck.
 

“Bailey.” He dipped his lips within a hair’s breadth of her ear. “I. Want. You. Can you listen and obey?”



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Friday, February 19, 2016

Confessions of a Sex Fiend by @RayvenGodchild #Erotica #BDSM @SensuousPromos







On the path to earning his degree in mechanical engineering, Chancellor Baltimore, geek-extraordinaire, experiences a detour of a lifetime. He discovers his inner sex fiend and an incurable yearning to be the fantasy, bring the pain, and ensure unbridled pleasure for his clients. But even he experiences a bump in the road. 
In Tasting Cherry, everyone has a first time.
In A View to Ecstasy, it’s so much more fun when there’s more than two in the tango.
In Retreat Bound, there’s pleasure in the pain.
And in Bound to Collide, Chancellor experiences a collision course that is inevitable.

Let’s enjoy these tales of a sex fiend as Chancellor continues to break the rule that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.
Shhhhh! Don’t tell anyone. They will be our little secrets…





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Rayven Godchild is an author of erotica/erotic romance short stories, novels, and novellas, as well as a lover of chocolate and wine. She's shared the sensual secrets of a very naughty boy in the Confessions of a Sex Fiend series. Although the addicting tales are available in a boxed set, they can be found by their separate titles of Tasting Cherry, A View to Ecstasy, Retreat Bound, and Bound to Collide.
Secret Lilies is a steamy suspense romantica that was originally released at a tumultuous point in Rayven’s life but has had new life breathed between the pages. BOSS, a DEGREES OF BEING novel, is available now.
Here are some places you can find Rayven:
 
Excerpt:




   Tasting Cherry ~ I grabbed Cherry by the arms and pulled her close. I hadn’t suspected those details. Honestly.

I thought back again to my first time with Denise. She spent hours gently nudging me from the awkward, nervous nipple sucker to a skilled clit-manipulator, G-spot hunter, and dick-dunker.

Still wrapped in my arms, I led Cherry to the kitchen table. “You probably feel ashamed, right?”

She nodded.

“Embarrassed, too, huh?”

She nodded and sniffled. “My mom didn’t talk to me for days. I wanted her to understand I was just curious, you know. I’ve been this goody-two-shoes girl all my life. I mean, it was just a cucumber. Then I thought, you know, some guys have their first time with professionals. Why can’t I? I just want to know…to feel…be filled…” Her breath hitched and she shook within my hold.

So close in each other’s space, I breathed in her heady scent of fresh berries. Something else teased my nose; a light sweet vanilla that damn near made my mouth water. I wedged my finger under her chin and tilted her face to mine. I looked into those pools of green innocence as they stared back at me, pleading with me to take the ignorance away, to turn the curiosity into fulfillment.

Refusing wasn’t even an option. Every part of me amped up to… Blow. Her. Fucking. Mind.

Leaning forward, I grazed my lips across hers, whispering, “Don’t ever be ashamed or embarrassed by your sexuality.” I cupped a hand to the back her neck, feeling shivers trail through her as I nibbled her ear and whispered again. “Mr. Baltimore’s going to take it all away, Cherry-baby.”

She sucked a breath through her teeth. “Please…take it…please…”