Showing posts with label bondage. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bondage. Show all posts

Monday, March 10, 2014

Jon Black's Woman is OUT!

Jon Black's Woman by Tilly Greene
Contemporary MC Western Erotic Romance + Bondage, Tattoo and Toys
Book 4 in Branded series

All Romance
Amazon
BN - coming soon
iBooks
Smashwords

Jon Black was part Native American, but that didn’t define him. Being a retired Marine and cowboy who managed his friend’s ranch didn’t either, but they all had a part in making him into a man. Tall, strong and handsome, he was the dream catch for single women and some married ones across a few counties. The dominance he displayed in the bedroom was exciting, hot and pulled even more ladies into his bed, but only one woman struck him silent and ripped his need to the surface—Molly.

An English rose by way of Japan comes to Montana and is everything he wants in his life.
Has he finally met his match, his mate for life or is she too much for him to handle?
Branded series
Ride 'em - Ellora's Cave|ARe|Amazon|BN
Konnichiwa Cowboy - ARe|Amazon|BN|iBooks|Smashwords
Giddy Up - ARe|Amazon|BN|iBooks|Smashwords
Jon Black's Woman - ARe|Amazon|BN|iBooks|Smashwords

Monday, December 02, 2013

Giveaway Time!


I am over on Lex Valentine's 30 Days of Christmas Giveaway today only ... go comment and be entered to win a copy of Mythological Messes Redux!

Mythological Messes Redux by Tilly Greene
6 ebooks in 1
Sex, Love and Immortality

Mythology is full of fascinating details of Ancient Greek society, unique scenarios, interesting characters and their lives which culminate in powerful moral lessons on life, love and war. Unfortunately, the stories don’t always end on a good note for those involved. It’s time to shake things up and give a few of the heroes and heroines a chance at a happy ending.

Myths with Hephaestus, Castor and Pollux, the Cyclopes, Marsyas and Zeus are extended and the men find themselves face to face with love.

Their days and nights are full of glorious sex, some with multiple partners and some with bondage, but there’s one question left unspoken. Will their quests for happiness be long lasting or will someone leave once a problem arises?

Wednesday, October 09, 2013

Show a Cowboy some Love!


Today I have Montana and the Wilson brothers in mind, well them along with Court and Jon.  I've donned the cowboy hat and boots and moseyed over to GraveTells where I'm talking about how It's Easy to Love a Cowboy and it definitely is!

Thursday, October 03, 2013

It's Throwback Thursday and so I'm sharing ...



... a pic of  our home in England.

We lived in Knaresborough, an old village in North Yorkshire that existed before the Domesday Book. There's a renovated barn on the road in front which meant it was a quiet sanctuary. The row home was built from the stones taken from piles created when Oliver Cromwell tore the local castle down.

For the first 300 years the house was actually a foundry and then it was eventually made into a home. Besides the wild fuscia tree [yes, a TREE that bloomed beautifully even though it was the north of England] in the front yard, there was another gem down the right side. You can see a hint of it in the picture, a pathway, well, it holds the outhouses for the 3 homes in the row ... we stored our garden stuff and trash can in it.  Behind the cottage is a dry moat owned by the Queen and the remains of the castle.

Yes, it was three levels and tiny! In the cellar was the kitchen with a stunning Rayburn, first floor housed the living room and study [in extension] and upstairs in the attic was 1 1/2 bedrooms and a bathroom [in the extension ... that's how they moved the facilities inside]. It suited us just fine ... just had to walk up the road about 2 blocks as the crow flies to our favorite pub :-)

We loved this house, easy to see why and the Virginia Creeper on the front was beautiful but in actually it was a menace as it ate the pointing [cement] between the lime stones.

Fun to live in an old treasure, but we love our baby now ... she's only 100 years old.

FYI

My Angel from Good, Bad and Kinky, a paranormal erotic romance + bondage, was set in Knaresborough!

Order from All Romance|Amazon|Whiskey Creek Press Torrid


Tuesday, September 17, 2013

Giddy Up by Tilly Greene is OUT!

Giddy Up by Tilly Greene
MC Contemporary Erotic Romance + Ménage a Trois, Bondage, Piercing, Toys and so much more

Order from All Romance|Amazon|BN

Sakura Nakamura and her best friend packed their bags and are traveling around America by car. It’s been mostly work, but the chance for what she wanted most, the pleasure and kinky passion with two men she’d dreamt about, is right there to take.

The Wilson brothers, Ted and Matt, own a cattle ranch in Montana and want their beef in the Japanese market. Hard work is nothing when the woman they want comes to their doorstep and says yes to all they want.

Matt met Saki when he was in Japan connecting with Nakamura Enterprises, an import/export firm. They spent one night heating up the sheets and now she was on their turf. Promises of bondage, ménages and so much more were made if she came to their house and she was there to play.


Being in love and kinky is everything they wanted, but can they have the white picket fence lifestyle as well?



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Branded series
Book 1 - Ride 'em order at Ellora's Cave|All Romance|Amazon|BN
Book 2 - Konnichiwa Cowboy order at All Romance|Amazon|BN
Book 3 - Giddy Up order at All Romance|Amazon|BN
Book 4 - Jon Black's Woman ... coming Spring 2014
Book 5 - Branded anthology ... coming in both print and ebook Summer 2014


Sunday, September 15, 2013

Giddy Up News!

There have been fabulous cover reveals of Giddy Up done by the Romancing Rakes, Zany PNR Addict and For the Love of Bookends - thank you all!

There's also been two reviews ... two, at last minute!  Thank you for raising your hands and taking the time to read and write up your thoughts.  Now for some highlights from those reviews:

Shari at Delighted Reader said "...a very sweet love story with a little cowboy kink thrown in to spice it up." and gave it a B+.  RiN at Zany PNR Addict said "...when these Wilson brothers fixate on something they are hell bent and determined to make it happen which naturally only leaves you squirming in your seat and dripping wet with lustful desire." and gave it a 4.

In case you didn't know, Giddy Up [3rd book in the Branded mc contemporary western erotic romance + ménage a trois, bondage and toys series] is available for $0.99 if pre-ordered from All Romance eBooks ... jump on your horse and ride on over to order a copy!

Branded series
Book 1 - Ride 'em order at Ellora's Cave|All Romance|Amazon|BN
Book 2 - Konnichiwa Cowboy order at All Romance|Amazon|BN
Book 3 - Giddy Up order at All Romance|Amazon|BN ... released September 17th!
Book 4 - Jon Black's Woman ... coming Spring 2014
Book 5 - Branded anthology ... coming in both print and ebook Summer 2014

Thursday, September 12, 2013

For the moment ... first line!

Here you go, the first line from the rough draft of Jon Black's Woman:-

“Fucking hell! At least kiss the woman, otherwise the next time I see your hard-on I’m going to chop it off.”

Things may change, but for now, I like where this one is going!


Now it's back to writing :-)

Saturday, December 01, 2012

The Safe, Sane and Consensually Wild fashion show in LEATHER BRIDE by Tilly Greene is here!

LEATHER BRIDE by Tilly Greene
Contemporary Erotic Romance + Bondage, Fetish and Exhibitionism

Order eBook from Ellora's Cave|All Romance|Amazon

There are two things on Mimi’s mind—her lover Rick, and how he’s finally given in and bound her. Everything is wonderful until a mysterious trip calls him away.

Mimi tries to back out of walking the runway at the Safe, Sane and Consensually Wild fashion show, where she and her lover were set to model leather goods. She’s the muse behind the collection and the designer, her friend, won’t hear of her not modeling.

A misunderstanding threatens to tear them apart, but a fashion show could bring Mimi and Rick closer together.

WARNING! Leather Bride has lots of sex and some of it involves leather and toys. Here’s more of a WARNING: as the heroine has a thing for leather, some of the toys are made of leather!

 
Excerpt

Nerves and adrenaline ran wild through Mimi. A trickle of sweat slid down her spine and eventually settled in the small of her back. The day was exciting, terrifying and dreadfully sad. There was no doubt she’d survive the upheaval to her private life, but first she had to make a shocking and very sexual walk down the runway all by herself.

As quietly as she could while wearing extremely high heels, Mimi took a deep breath as she carefully stepped out onto the dark stage. In the inky blackness, she prepared to strike her opening pose. Trying to find calm, she kept repeating her goals for the event.

While acting as Armand’s muse and model, she was there to entice and surprise people who knew what to expect from his shows. She needed to encourage buyers to buy and impress magazine editors to put the ensemble both on their covers and between them. Then there were the fashionistas and BDSM lifestyle aficionados in the audience to wow and persuade to wear something similar to a special event, even if it was a private party. If she could accomplish what the designer hoped for, then her nervousness would be worthwhile.

In a moment of weakness, she thought about how Rick had planned to be there, participating in the never to be repeated experience with her as a couple. However, she was the person requested to show off her friend’s designs and she was alone. Unlike her usual self, Mimi was unsure, restless and maybe a little scared. She wanted it all to start soon, because she was sure once the first steps were made, everything would be fine, especially because of what she wore.

Leather.

She loved leather and Armand had surrounded her in the material that helped her sensuality flourish and expand into new areas. It gave her great pleasure to wear and smell it.  The way it held her tightly, highlighting her curves, boosted her feelings of desirability. Add in a chance to anonymously act the naughty model slash muse and Mimi knew she wouldn’t find it difficult to have fun strutting her friend’s clothes in front of an audience.

Traditionally in a fashion show, the final model sent down the runway represented the designer’s piece de resistance in the form of a bridal gown. Times had changed, but her friend wanted to make the connection to the past once again, albeit to an unconventional bride. When Armand first asked if she’d be willing to make the walk as he’d described it, she’d been hesitant. Not because she was ashamed of showing her body, she was pleased with her real woman’s figure and its curves.

However, she knew the fashion world could be a cruel arena for anyone who colored outside the box and his show was further away from normal than he’d ever gone before. He’d instantly pooh-poohed her concerns and confided the audience was hand-picked because of their openness to the different and raunchy. After that, he continued down the path exactly as he’d envisioned it and added an element to ensure she wasn’t recognized.

Mimi focused on taking slow, calming breathes through her nose as the time for her grand reveal raced closer. She concentrated on how he’d designed each piece specifically for her and savored the moment. Her pussy clenched with pleasure as she inhaled the delicious aromatic quality wafting up, surrounding and encasing her body. The alluring fragrance from the leather, along with the type of garments she wore, had moisture building in her slit. Unfortunately, all it managed to do was remind her there would be no fulfillment from her lover later.

Each item she wore for the show left her feeling as special and beautiful as any woman about to walk down the matrimonial aisle, only with an added dash of erotic spice. The bride she portrayed and felt akin to freely chose to dress entirely in white leather. She was sexually vulnerable and ready to submit body and soul to her mate.

Time seemed to have stopped as she stood there in the dark, perched on five-inch stiletto-heeled leather boots. They smoothed up her legs until they stopped mid-thigh. The fit was perfect and looked painted over her flesh.

One of the more symbolic pieces of the outfit was found on her arms and depicted the real submission Armand’s bride and she both willingly accepted. From her wrists stretching up to her elbows were stiff leather arm binders, items worn often by people who enjoyed restrictive movement in their love play. Using five sturdy ties the two bands were locked together, ensuring her arms remained secured behind her back and unable to bend or move.

The position of her arms helped stretch her posture to perfection, which was further enhanced by the classic Victorian style corset of leather she wore. She loved wearing corsets, as they pinched in a delicious manner and presented her large breasts for delightful treatment.

The shape of the cups allowed her taut red nipples to rest over the hard rolled edge where they remained perched and eager for attention. Laced tightly up the back, she knew how the precise line of ribbons looked seductive and promised as much in the wearing as in taking it off. The end of the laces had been tucked beneath the bottom of the piece to keep them from disturbing the smooth seductive curves the leather took above her hips, over her small belly and straight across the small of her back.

With her arms secured behind her, Mimi was left in an exposed position. The audience would be able to plainly see what was missing from Armand’s design: panties. There was nothing to hide her tidy blonde curls, her barely visible lower lips or the dark crease splitting her ass. The lovers of all things fashion forward and outrageous were in for a real treat.
Copyright © 2012 Tilly Greene

Order LEATHER BRIDE by Tilly Greene in eBook from Ellora's Cave|All Romance|Amazon

Tilly Greene
Scorching romances full of twists, turns and ties.
www.tillygreene.com

Tuesday, November 13, 2012

NYC is a glamorous world and the pleasure found there is pure decadence... it's PLEASURED IN NEW YORK CITY!

Pleasured in New York City by Tilly Greene
Contemporary Erotica + Bondage

Order at ARe|Amazon|BN|Smashwords

After months of begging, she was wearing sexy scraps of next to nothing, tied to his bed and seconds from being taken. Mary had given him all the permission and voiced all the trust needed for him to bind and possess her until she screamed with satisfaction.

Any second he was going to strip her, touch her bare body wicked way, take her to heaven and she was going to be screaming her pleasure…any second now…

New York City is a glamorous world and the pleasure found there is pure decadence.

WARNING: This erotica bondage short is all sex!


Excerpt

“Oh, baby girl, you look so sexy. Give me your safe word. Let me hear you say the word so I know you remember it.”

“I trust you, totally, and won’t need it.”

“Humor me,” he murmured while running a hand down her arm until a fingertip circled around her armpit. She almost giggled and then the word he was looking for was spoken in a clear tone.

“It’s frost, but I know I won’t need it.”

“Promise me you’ll use it if you’re scared or hurt by anything we—”  She cut him off before he could finish his plea.

“Stop! Enough of this! Come here and love me.”

Richard sat beside her on the bed. His cock pulsed with need to bury itself inside her tight grasp. Leaning over, he pressed his lips against hers, testing the resiliency of her soft plump folds. Mary meant the world to him. When he hadn’t been looking, he’d found the one woman who completed him. He’d do anything in his power to make sure her life was peaceful, full of love and joy, and his lover.

It was only a year ago, he’d walked into a gallery in Chelsea for an opening and, with one look, his entire world turned upside down and inside out. He’d been left uncomfortably open and vulnerable before her and yet didn’t question the discovery. Instead, he went with the flow of unimagined power and the woman who brought it and this new side of him to the surface.

Taking her bottom lip between his teeth, he looked into her green eyes and tugged, before letting the fold go. Once released her lips didn’t close but remained enticingly parted as she panted for air. There was a hunger radiating from her that he wanted and would have after he teased it a bit further toward breaking.

“Do you remember the night we met?”

“Of course. I was attending the opening in a well-respected gallery for an up-and-coming artist who the critics were touting had unbelievable talent, ability, and finesse. She was everything they said and more. Her carved stone appeared so fluid-like. You were too handsome and so sure of yourself. Walking up and introducing yourself in your deep sexy voice, then offering me a glass of champagne drew my attention away from your other flaws. No doubt from the minute you saw me, you’d quickly determined I’d be an easy catch for a stud like you, and I was. Now will you fuck me?”

“Hmmm, so demanding and eager. You know how much I love that about you. So much so, I’ll ignore the flaws bit.” He could tell she was anxious for what was coming her way. Her body fairly vibrated with need and had already ramped up until she was seconds away from shaking out of her skin. There was no rush. He wanted to enjoy every inch of her body.

“How about if I beg? Will you take me then?”

Thursday, August 02, 2012

My Scorching Book Reviews BDSM Blog Hop Post


HIGHLAND HEAT by Tilly Greene
Shape Shifter Erotic Romance + Bondage

How do you know when to trust someone with a secret held for a lifetime?

On the surface, Hamish Buchanan has it all and because of the horror surrounding his birth, he possesses the love and respect of the entire Scottish nation. But underneath, where few are allowed, lurks a secret. Although well hidden, the furtiveness needed to keep others from discovering it, also keeps him from committing fully to another.

One night, he discovers there's a part of him that thinks he's hunting something, or someone. Unable to shake the odd feeling, Hamish doesn't put it all together until he sees Grace Strachan, only then does he begin to understand what’s going on. He's in season and she is his mate.

Establishing trust with another has never been easy, but Hamish must find a way with Grace or risk losing her forever, and that simply isn’t an option.

Shall be giving Highland Heat in eBook so this offering is open to everyone, but more on that at the end of this post!

Now, there are many reason I picked Highland Heat, but foremost is that I absolutely adore Hamish Buchanan.  When asked who a favorite hero of mine might be, he is up there, and I think its because of how he handled the horrible start he had in life.  He's a strong guy who accepts he's different and yet doesn't deny himself anything.  Hamish is a Scotsman who enjoys a healthy sex life, but because of what makes him unique, he uses bondage to keep his secret safe.

The funny thing is, he's a smart man, but not so much when it comes to settling down with one woman.  Hamish makes a big mistage and it was a joy to write him scrambling around to things right with Grace.

I found Highland Heat a joy to write and hope you enjoy reading about Hamish and Grace, they are quite a couple.

On the 21st I will draw the name of one commenter here and gift them with a Highland Heat ebook from All Romance [ARe] and that makes it open to all international readers.  So, enter below for the big blog hop Scorching Book Reviews prizes below, comment here to enter my giveaway, and then get hopping, there are so many great authors to discover and prizes to potentially win!

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Other BDSM books by Tilly Greene
The Keeper
Good, Bad and Kinky [2 in 1]
Konnichiwa Cowboy
Missing in Paradise
Tied Up For Love
Hephaestus Lays Down the Law
Zandia
Ride 'em
An Invitation to the World: Russia and New Zealand
Come Sweet Creature



Saturday, May 26, 2012

Sex Scene Saturday gone Mythology Erotic Romance: Marsyas and Filla

Tied Up for Love by Tilly Greene
Paranormal/Mythology Erotic Romance + Bondage

All RomanceAmazon

Filla is a nymph used to the raucous ways of a Dionysian festival and allows a handsome newcomer, Marsyas, to strip her down for a passionate interlude while tied to a tree.  After time spent alone, together, she knows little about him beyond the physical.  However, her feelings for him are growing until he brings her back for the next festival, and suddenly she's not sure of anything.

Love is found in the most unlikely places, but will it last?


Sex Scene Saturday

“You’re remembering when I first took your delicate sweet ass, aren’t you honey.”

“I am,” she whispered, and felt her heart beat race as the memory played across her mind.  “It was here, at the last festival, beneath that tree,” she pointed in the direction of the tree she thought of as theirs while keeping her eyes on the duo.

“Do you think he’s enjoying himself as much as you did?”  Marsyas moved around behind and held her breasts in his hands while he continued talking quietly in her ear.  “You looked so beautiful hugging the tree trunk as hard as you could.  The old twisted trunk offered places for your hands to hold and, if I remember correctly, a notch to put one of your feet in when you lifted it up for, well, better angles.  And then there were your soft breasts, scratched by the rough bark, but the hard tipped nipples shouted their excitement of the coarse treatment.  I now know it was the first time your back rose was breached, but you never said whether you were scared of the unfamiliar or not.  Were you?”

While he talked, his hands gently cradled her breasts and the thumbs reached up to stroke over their tips.  The soft touch lulled her desire to a simmering state, but when he added a pinch and tug, the need between her legs started to quiver for attention.  Her hands reached back to hold his hips, to use the grasp to bring him closer to her body.  She’d wanted him before they saw the man and centaur in action, but now she needed him even more, and everything else left her mind except how to break his iron grip on his passionate nature.

The pinches became firmer and then his erect rod teased her rear crack.  She felt her breath stop in the back of her throat and her eyes started to close.  No longer was the man being taken moaning, he grunted when the centaur grabbed some of his hair, and started to scream his pleasure as he was taken quicker.  Filla understood the desire for harder and faster, but the slow with power possession were also delightful.

“Were you afraid, Filla?”

She’d forgotten the question and found her voice raspy when she finally answered.

“Not of you, but the unknown had given me a moment’s pause.”  She tried to sound like she was paying attention to their conversion, when she wasn’t really.  Conversational awareness wasn’t possible while his hands played her body.

“Why not of me?  We didn’t know each other and we’d found each other at a Dionysian festival, which are not known to be the safest places.  Then there’s the obvious fact that I’m physically much bigger and stronger than you.  I constantly worry about hurting you and that’s the last thing I want to do.  You shouldn’t be so open, Filla.  Please, you need to remember not everyone is good.  Learn to put your guard up.”

“You’re good,” she told him at the same time as she noticed there was a real level of concern on his face.  Something had happened for him to go off on such an odd tract and yet they hadn’t been apart since they’d met.  Shaking her head to clear it of the need his fingers built, she looked over her shoulder, and found worry marks creasing his forehead.  She’d never been hurt or even threatened with violence, by anyone, but there was real concern in his voice and on his face.  “What’s going on, Marsyas?  What’s happened that you need to say all this?”
©Tilly Greene, 2011

Buy a copy of Tied Up For Love, a paranormal/mythology erotic romance + bondage from the Mythological Messes Redux series, by Tilly Greene from All RomanceAmazon.

Marsyas is a unique character from Greek Mythology that was, like the others in the series, given a raw deal and I wrote him a new one.  Are there any myths out there that you thought, while a lesson had to be learnt, the punishment was still far too harsh?  Share and you're entered to win an ebook from my backlist...your choice.  This one is open until Tuesday because of the holiday weekend...enjoy!

Here five other authors Sex Scene Saturday to check out and steam up your weekend:

Saturday, May 12, 2012

Sex Scene Saturday: Mike and Mary

Missing in Paradise by Tilly Greene
Contemporary Erotic Romance + Bondage
Ellora's CaveAll RomanceAmazonBNSony Reader Store

When the love of Mike’s life breaks up with him abruptly, he doesn’t know where to turn. Mary is an emotional mess who reacts without thinking, and immediately regrets her decision. Making things right with Mike isn’t easy. It requires privacy to rebuild their love and share their lust. Neither expects their getaway to become a major news story.

The tattooed retired surfer and daytime TV star are opposites, yet perfect for each other. But paradise isn’t easy on them. Their bond will need to stand up to the strain of a public-relations nightmare if they have any hope of making it work.

Mistakes are made and they need privacy to fix things, but what about the media?

Sex Scene for the 18+ crowd

“Hey,” the casual one-word greeting startled her, but it was a large board and paddle dropping to the sand that made her jump. She looked up to see the man she’d been thinking about sit at her side. Encased in a full wetsuit, he rested his arms on bent knees as he checked out the waves.
Mary hadn’t a clue what to say or do to ease the tension between them. They’d been friends as kids, sweethearts in high school and finally lovers as adults. She didn’t want to lose him, but needed to think about what was best for her mental state.
Knowing an apology was necessary and actually giving one were two different things. She had no idea where to start, but knew simply saying sorry wouldn’t be nearly enough. Turning to look at him, she was struck by how handsome he was and her body responded to his sensual appeal. Didn’t her brain know it should be taking the lead right then, not her physical need for him? Apparently the two parts of her weren’t talking either and the pulse of desire beating in her pussy managed to rev up her hunger to be held by Mike again.
Had she said hello? She couldn’t remember saying anything and was shocked. Then again, it wasn’t a total surprise. Obviously Mike Kane robbed her of common sense. Looking at him closely, she soaked in every bit of flesh hidden away and left highlighted by the black rubber suit. Only his head, hands and feet were visible, and she felt compelled to wrap her arms and legs around him and never let go.
An onshore breeze helped the waves rise higher and delightfully rumpled his brown hair. She loved when it was in need of a cut. A little long so the strands curled a bit around the ears and neck. He’d probably rolled out of bed, put on the wetsuit and come out to paddle over the cold water. The man emoted sex and her need for his touch grew in strength. Her breath caught in the back of her throat when he turned and met her gaze. There was something there deep in the beautiful brown orbs that made her flinch, but they were connected. With the bond made, she was reminded of the last time they were intimate and wished they were making love instead of not talking to each other on the beach.
As if he read her mind, Mike suddenly held her as if he’d never let go and she was exactly where she wanted to be—held by him.
Momentum took them down to the sand where he held her hands on the sand by her head. Unable to manage a single word to either tell him yes or no, and it was definitely a yes, she gasped with pleasure when he threw a rubber-covered leg over hers. The move hadn’t been necessary because there was no chance she’d leave.
In a heartbeat, his lips pressed firmly against hers and all she knew was how much she wanted whatever he offered. What they shared was not soft or tender, but what passed between them was filled with turmoil of raw passion and emotions.
He opened his mouth, ran his tongue across the seam as if demanding entrance and hers opened, ready to be ravished. They circled and danced around each other, hungry for the link they’d shared before. Thankfully Mike couldn’t ignore her need for his possession. He teased her passion to the surface and promised fulfillment. At first the kiss they shared was packed with what she believed was desire and love, then denied lust rushed forward and wouldn’t be ignored.
It was pure coincidence that he’d come down to the beach to paddle and collect his thoughts before seeing Mary, only to find her calmly watching the dawn’s surfers. Everything he’d planned to say to her fled as blood pumped through his body. Mike inhaled deeply to try to gain stability, only he caught a whiff of her flowery scent and was lost. He reached out and took what he wanted. The woman he loved was in his arms, beneath him, and he showed her what they had together.
Mary arched her back, offering her body to him, and he took it with love and anger warring inside him. He was already on the verge of losing complete control when he realized she wasn’t wearing a bra. Pulling his lips from hers, he looked down at his hand on her breast, and tightened his hold. He watched the nipple pop out between his thumb and first finger. The hard tip was a delightfully wicked sight and reality slipped farther away. He wouldn’t ignore what was offered.
Leaning over, he placed his mouth over the tip poking against her shirt. She thrust her chest up further, pushing her breast against his face, and he knew he could take her right then. He pushed her desire closer to a breaking point by trapping an excited point between his teeth and tugging. Her screams of need echoed through his head and for a second wondered if they’d actually escaped their cocoon of pleasure. Mike didn’t know and didn’t care if she was past the point of restraining her desire for him. He had Mary where he wanted her, eager for him to take, and he was beyond ready.
The tenuous grip he had on his needs was lost when she shifted her leg to wrap around his waist. Lust exploded in him when his hard-on pushed against her responsive clit. Even though rubber separated them, she let out a gasp of pure pleasure that joined the gentle breeze washing over them and then he pulled her shirt up, revealing her bare breasts to the early morning light. Mike knew how sensitive they were, how much pleasure they both gained from his playing with them, and wasted no time in using the familiarity to release her pent-up passion.
“How could you walk away?” he whispered, and lavished the pleasure she begged for on her body. He rolled, sucked, teased and soothed her pierced nipple. Kissing his way across her chest, Mike feasted on the other. Opening his mouth over the entire soft-pink flesh, he closed it enough for her to feel the bite of his teeth.
“Please, Mike, I need to…”
She wanted to tell him it had been a mistake, that she hadn’t wanted to leave him, but had no words. There was too much passion ruling her body to let anything else enter the fray. She managed to show him how much he meant to her, how she never wanted to lose him, by sliding the fingers on her free hand through his hair and holding him close to her heart.
Lost in their need for each other, she focused entirely on him and them. He delightfully fed her desire for his touch and left her eager to taste the ultimate end. The orgasm he promised teased her lust and he fed it further by gnawing and sucking on her tender breast, preparing her for gratification. With his mouth and hands pushing her toward the brink of longing, her soul and heart remerged with her body and she was once again whole. There hadn’t been any doubt they were supposed to be together, but there had been in the longevity, which had scared her enough to leave. Mike was the only person in the world for her.
From the first time they’d made love, every caress from his fingertips, plunge of his cock, kiss they shared had been more vibrant and exciting than it had ever been before. He stroked her body and lavished attention on what gave her the most pleasure. There was more between them than the physical. He encouraged her to think positively about herself. On an average day, she felt good about her physical appearance and entrepreneurial skills, but they were magnified when she was with Mike. She could be naked, with her hands tied together and hanging from a hook in the ceiling for hours, and knew she was the most gorgeous woman he’d ever seen by how he looked at her. She needed to let him know how much she loved him and wanted to be with him.
Another seductive nudge from his wetsuit-covered cock, followed by another, brought more moisture to soak her panties. Lifting her hips a bit more to meet his next knock against her tender flesh fed the hunger to feel him inside her body. Frustration and denial were painful responses. Eager to fix things between them, she tried again to pull herself together enough to speak. There was an apology she had to give before they went any further. She didn’t want to climax with her phone call hovering unresolved between them. While the release would feel good, in reality coming before she’d made things right would make things worse. Then again, orgasms were wonderful and fulfilling experiences. The passionate explosions were a way to share their needs for each other.
No, Mary thought, and tried to hold back the hunger long enough to clear things between them. After she apologized, they would go to her place or his and get back to where they’d been before her stupid phone call.
Gathering her words to tell him she was sorry was difficult with her body under glorious assault. She was prepared to tell him how much she loved and needed him in her life, when he wrenched himself away from her quivering body.
“I don’t fucking care what other people think,” he rasped on a rough voice.
©Tilly Greene, 2011

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And there you have it, Mike and Mary's first sex scene and it takes place at the beach.  Hmmm, then again, these two don't actually have sex in bed...everywhere else, just not a bed.  So it's you turn to tell:  ever had or wished you'd had sex in a unique location?  One lucky commenter will get a $5.00 gc to ARe!

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Tina Folsom
Leigh Ellwood
Stacey Kennedy
Sandy Sullivan
Yvette Hines

Sunday, March 25, 2012

Smooches at the Drive-In is part of the Blisse Kisses with Heart

"Fuck, baby girl, your mouth is so warm and wet, there's only one other place my dick likes to be more and that's in your perfectly lush pussy." While he spoke, his finger slid over her cheek to her mouth, resting near her stretched lips.

After a moment, he put his hands beneath her arms and pulled her up until her lips rested against his. The man could kiss a saint and bring them to orgasm. He licked along the partially opened seam her panting mouth presented, and finally teased the tip inside for short forays, tempting her to shatter.

Only it wasn't enough.

Not by half.

She shifted and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him even closer. Deepening their kiss, tangling her tongue with his, she was desperate to have him and didn't keep this information to herself. There was no holding back a smile of victory when he pulled away and she finally realized how close he was to cracking. This was where she wanted him so she could push just enough to have the words she needed him to say spill from his beautiful mouth.

"Straddle me."

They may not have been exactly what she wanted to hear, but they worked magic on her all the same.
©Tilly Greene, 2008

The above kissing scene is found in Drive-In by Tilly Greene, Coming Together: Under Fire - the anthology where all proceeds benefit the Southern California Wildfire Relief Fund and the San Diego Foundation's After-the-Fires 2007 Fund, and is a participant in the Blisse Kiss with Heart.

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Thursday, March 01, 2012

Celebrate Whiskey Creek Press's 9th birthday with 9 books for .99!

I am so very happy to say Happy 9th Birthday to Whiskey Creek Press!

In honor of the day they've put 9 books on sale for .99 cents...cool...and Call Me Lucifer is one of them!  Double Cool!  If you haven't read this paranormal erotic romance + bondage and D/s, then head over to their bookshelves and pick it up along with many other gems.

Here's a snippet to tempt you further...it's Lucifer, tempatation is going to happen :-)

Call Me Lucifer
published by Whiskey Creek Press Torrid

He is much more than the horrific job title and now he needs to prove it to her!

Lucifer, the Prince of Darkness, works hard dishing out punishments and asks for little in return, until now. He's been waiting an eternity for a woman who would bring out his gentle side, his need to love and be loved in return. He’d started to wonder if she even existed but at last he’s found her, in a courtroom arguing for a tougher sentence.

After his first introduction to Nia Adams, a sexy petite firebrand, he spends all his time on the surface at her side. They have a serious relationship and he’s sure the emotion bouncing between them is love. Then she lies to him about how she feels.

While difficult to hear, the lie opens a door. It gives him the only chance he’ll ever have to show her who the man behind the horrific job title really is. And he takes it with both hands.
 
 
Excerpt
 
After a few more minutes of trying to calm her roaring thoughts, Nia started to release a breath she hadn’t known she’d been holding. Only it caught in the back of her throat as a deep voice resonated along the hallway.

“Ms. Adams, the door is now open. Come.”

Nia sat perfectly still, unblinking and unable to move from the seat she’d only a few seconds before had been so eager to escape. Each word he spoke seeped straight through her body, settling to a slow and steady pulsating thump in her pussy. It was the wickedest reaction she’d ever had to a man speaking to her.

How was she supposed to conduct herself in a calm and professional manner, when the mere sound of his voice sent her lust spilling from her? She never wanted to meet the owner face-to-face. There was no doubt such a meeting would surely lead to her downfall. Unfortunately, luck wasn’t at her side that day. Somehow she knew he was the person she was supposed to see.

Looking down the passageway, Nia noticed the previously closed door at the end stood ajar.

“Now.” The single word reeked of power as it blasted down the hallway, from the room beyond the opened door, and through her body.

Dang! The trouble she was in had suddenly taken an unexpected turn and she couldn’t see a way around it. She stood up quickly and turned to walk toward the office, only her feet wouldn’t move. Bracing a hand on the wall to help steady herself, she placed the other over her nervous stomach, and took a deep breath.

She followed it up with another one, thankfully steadier than the last.

Before she could take her first step, the voice growled more deeply than the first time, and her knees trembled. The man was angry, but the sound of his voice turned her on, and tempted her passionate nature to come out and play. Maybe he was an old, ugly troll, with a great voice. Somehow she doubted it, but she’d use whatever helped her get through the meeting.

“You don’t want to upset me, Ms. Adams.”

Muttering to herself about how impatience was not a virtue, she followed it up with how typical of a man to demand rather than request. It was the pep talk she’d needed to get herself moving and she took a step forward with her usual in charge style.

“I can hear what you’re saying.”

Raising a hand to cover her mouth, she gasped, stunned at his ability to see and hear everything she did.

Who was this man and why had she been summoned? She was a good person who didn’t lie, cheat, or steal, and had never hurt a soul. In fact, every single day she did her best at work, finding justice for those who needed it. Surely doing good was the right thing to do.

“Come,” he barked down the hall. Startled, she jumped and started to make her way to the door. The only sound she heard was the solid clicking her heels made as she strode across the marble floor. Because she heard only it, Nia focused on each step she took. She wanted to ensure her footsteps didn’t sound hurried or hesitant, merely confident, sure of where she was going. It was something she could control in the nightmare she found herself in, so she’d take it.

She made it to the end of what felt like an endless length of hallway, paused for a stabilizing breath before stepping through the opened door. Deciding not to be intimidated anymore, Nia nudged the door open further, entered the room, and found it not at all threatening like she’d expected. In fact, it looked how she thought a cozy traditional library to look. It was dark, but there were two magnificent fireplaces on either side of the large yet still intimate feeling room, each with a roaring fire blazing inside. They brought heat and also seemed to supply the only light for the room. She couldn’t see any windows and no other door except the one she’d entered through.

In the flickering firelight, she looked at an imposing Napoleon styled desk with a massive chair resting behind it, facing away from her.

“Shut the door.”

Nia jumped at the seductive tone. For a moment she’d forgotten what had brought her into the room. She needed to get a hold of herself. It was the voice’s fault for sending her thoughts spiraling into unwanted territory. This was definitely not the time or place to think about sex.

Casting her gaze around the room again, she reminded herself that she was not there for her enjoyment, despite her imagination trying to take over. For a second she thought if there were comfortable over-sized couches resting before the fireplaces, she’d be begging for time alone to immerse herself in the greatness of the room. It would’ve been purely rapturous, but there weren’t any, and she was there for a different reason.

Turning around, she shut the door with a quiet snick, only to jump back when the lock shot to with a solid click. Abruptly, she spun around to face the desk, ready to voice her displeasure over how she’d been treated thus far, when the sexy voice growled again. The pulse returned to her pussy with a vengeance.

“Sit down, Ms. Adams.”

A finger appeared from the side of chair, nonchalantly pointing at the chair she assumed was for guests. Wanting to get the meeting over with as quickly as possible, she held back her temper, and moved to sit just as she’d been outside. A rigidly straight back, knees and ankles locked together, feet flat on the floor, and her hands clasped in her lap. She was ready for whatever happened next.
©Tilly Greene, 2010

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