Welcome to the next installment of my short story, Escape. If you’re new here, read from the beginning here. Escape is set in the same world as my latest release, Trust in Me.

“Fine.” He wanted to say no, to tell her to leave, but he couldn’t. He led her inside without another word, shoving the gun onto a high shelf.

She sat on the lumpy futon carefully, as if it might give in any second. She probably didn’t realize that he slept right there every night, and if his 200-pound frame couldn’t do the thing in, her dainty self wasn’t going to do the trick either.

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Welcome to the next installment of my short story, Escape. If you’re new here, read from the beginning here. Escape is set in the same world as my latest release, Trust in Me.

He didn’t know why he was gruff with her. Sure, he didn’t want people bugging him, but she didn’t count. She could bother him any way she wanted and he would deserve it. The scary part, the part that made him scowl , was that he’d probably enjoy it anyway.

“I thought maybe we could visit.” She bit her lip and her eyes flicked over to the leaning-sideways shanty that he now called home.

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Welcome to the next installment of my short story, Escape. If you’re new here, read from the beginning here. Escape is set in the same world as my latest release, Trust in Me.

This Tiffany was solemn, beautiful, and coming toward him. He’d hoped never to see her again, but he couldn’t deny the lick of pleasure at the sight of her—strong and healthy. Maybe that was worst part, the things she stirred in him, dark and carnal.

“Are you going to use that, mister?” she asked.

He glanced at his hand, where he’d pointed the gun at the ground. “What the hell are you doing here?”

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Welcome to the next installment of my short story, Escape. If you’re new here, read from the beginning here. Escape is set in the same world as my latest release, Trust in Me.

He didn’t anticipate trouble out here at his log cabin, but anyone who invaded his privacy was unwelcome. The green sedan—a rental—rolled to a halt. The door opened, and a woman stepped out. Alex blinked and wiped his eyes again, sure that the sweat and exertion had driven him to hallucinations.

She wasn’t bloody or dirty the way he’d found her. Nor was she delirious and sweaty, caught in a nightmarish haze when he’d sat beside her hospital bed those many weeks.

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Hey there, sexy ladies and gents!

This bloghop celebrates the beginning of summer in preparation for those steamy summer nights. When we’re feeling languid and sweaty and, well, horny, there’s no better activity than… reading erotica. Okay, there are better activities but we must have things to do to fill the in-between!

There are over 100 erotica authors and kinky bloggers participating in this hop, all with hot posts and fun giveaways, so be sure to visit and comment on each one.

Today I’m going to talk about beach as a setting for erotica, like in my book, Trust in Me. Trust in Me is dark erotica, which for me means it’s one part erotic romance, one part thriller, and one part psychological mindfuck. A few people have even called it erotic horror, but I’m not so sure about that. And yes, part of it does take place on a beach. It’s kind of a suspenseful time of the book… you might even say it’s the climax 🙂

I think most erotic romances show the couple having sex on the beach. But seriously, have you ever tried sex on a beach? Sand and chafing and crabs. Now, that’s a horror show 😉 But I’m breaking my own rule in Trust in Me’s sequel, Hear Me. Well, most of it is set on a beach, so sex on the beach is kind of inevitable. Take a look at the book trailer:

Be sure to pick up Trust in Me which comes before it, so you can be up to speed when Hear Me drops this summer:

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What’s your favorite sex-on-the-beach scene in an erotic book? What do you like/dislike about sex on the beach? I mean, between the characters! Or in real life… I’m flexible. Don’t forget to leave a comment with your answer, and also visit the other sites for more chances to win and more cool prizes!

Sweetest Mistress is my little BDSM novella that somehow does well enough with reviewers but not so great with sales. This has led me to make some changes to the blurb and the cover. In addition, I wrote a 5K continuation.

So the original story was around 16K which I find is an awkward length to price so I left it at $0.99 all this time. And many reviewers loved it but wanted more, so now with the Part II added the novella is 21K words. I’m also thinking about giving away the 5K continuation (which also stands alone) on my website as a freebie and/or incentive to sign up for my newsletter. Thoughts?

Women wouldn’t be interested in his kinky fantasies, but Wyle doesn’t want to be alone. And though Melissa is too beautiful for him, and too young, she doesn’t seem to mind that he’s a boring financial professional past his prime. Instead she invites him in for a cup of coffee that turns into more.

In a weak moment of honesty, Wyle divulges his deepest desires. He doesn’t want to possess Melissa, he wants to worship her. Together they explore with a hot spanking, scorching phone sex call, and a humiliating anal play session, but the true test of his limits comes in a form neither of them expect.

I’m planning on upping the price to $1.99 soon, so if you may want to consider loading it onto your Kindle and saving a buck. I’d just do the price change now but the book is participating in a group sale, Book Lovers Buffet where all the books are $0.99 until June 22nd. It’s got some great erotica picks, like these:

   

Regarding the bloghop, if you’re already signed up, you should have recieved the email with instructions and already have your post ready to go. If you’re interested in joining the hop, we can fit you in just under the wire, but hurry and sign up right now!

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Welcome to the next installment of my short story, Escape. If you’re new here, read from the beginning here. Escape is set in the same world as my latest release, Trust in Me.

Even though he’d been too late to protect her, Tiffany had found a way to escape. It should have been a happy ending. Certainly her family had cried happy tears and given him hugs, proclaiming him a hero. They didn’t know what he had done, and he hadn’t the courage to tell them.

The crunch of tires on gravel warned him of an intruder. He wiped his sweaty palms on his shirt and grabbed his gun from the table on his way out front.

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Welcome to my serialized short, Escape. If you’ve missed the story up until now, go ahead and catch up at the compilation page here. Escape is set in the same world as my latest release, Trust in Me.

Her family had called in the missing persons report three weeks ago, frantic that their daughter, a grad student at NYU, hadn’t called them since she’d landed in Cabo. It was supposed to be a vacation, a payoff for the years of grueling studies. One last hurrah before she officially entered the working world.

He had done everything in his power, some of it questionable in its legality, to track her down and get her out, but none of it could assuage his guilt. He had used her, desperate to find the compound where the women were being held. Well, he’d found it all right.

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Welcome to my serialized short, Escape. If you’ve missed the story up until now, go ahead and catch up at the compilation page here. Escape is set in the same world as my latest release, Trust in Me.

Naïve bastard that he’d been, Alex hadn’t been discouraged when he’d found her bruised and broken body at that hellhole. At least she was alive, he told himself. She would heal; he would make sure of it. Maybe that would help atone for what she’d gone through. Maybe if he helped her, it would begin to undo the damage.

Only fair, considering it was his fault she’d been abducted.

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Welcome to my serialized short, Escape. If you’ve missed the story up until now, go ahead and catch up at the compilation page here. Escape is set in the same world as my latest release, Trust in Me.

There was no amount of pain he could inflict on himself that would equal what those women had gone through. Even if he tried, none of it would help them.

Nothing would help them. He’d seen that himself when he’d sat helplessly at Tiffany Scott’s bedside for weeks. Even under heavy sedation she’d screamed and thrashed from the pain or the nightmares. He hadn’t been able to do anything for her but badger and bully the doctor for higher doses until the man had threatened to have his visitation rights removed.

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My M/M story Leashed is up on the Goodreads group! I’ve got an excerpt below, but be sure to click over to read the whole thing. You’ll have to join the group first, but they’ve got a ton of great stories for free as part of their Love Is Always Right event, so it’s a great time to join.

Excerpt:

“What is your name, boy?” The rich words rolled over Sebastian like a caress, but he knew that was a lie.

His mind would not break. Whatever they did, they did to his body. He said nothing.

Long, cultured fingers toyed with the torn hem of his shirt. The old, dirty fabric looked particularly dingy between the thick fingers that were obviously well-groomed. This man had access to water. He had soap. All Sebastian had ever had was a brown river in which all manner of organic and inorganic material floated.

“Sebastian.” The man’s breath blew across the top of his downturned head. Of course it had been a trick. The Ke’lan already knew his name. They knew everything about him. Maybe they even knew that he had no information to give and were just toying with him, although he doubted they’d waste their time that way.

“Sebastian,” he repeated softly, his deep baritone almost melodious, as if the syllables rolled from his tongue. “I am not your enemy. I want to help you.”

Sebastian watched the manicured finger dip under the gaping neckline and touch his bruised ribs, soft enough not to hurt them.

“You’ve been hurt. Come, let me help. Tell me what we need to know, and I’ll take you down from there.”

His shoulders shook, as if the mere thought of release prompted them to hope. Sebastian tried to block out the man’s words, knowing them to be false. He had nothing to tell, and even if he did, they would only kill him after. Freedom was a mirage.

That finger skimmed over his chest, so lightly it really shouldn’t have sent sparks of heat into his body, then higher up his neck. They rested at his pulse, like a warning. His veins bulged against even that tiny bit of pressure. Animalistic panic clawed at his insides, ratcheting his heartbeat faster and giving himself away.

The pointed touch turned into a caress that slipped along his jaw, and soft pressure tilted his head up. Sebastian forced himself not to betray his surprise as he looked up into the face of the most intimidating man he’d ever seen.

He’d expected a ruddy-faced ogre with jowls, spouting threats of pain. Instead this man had icy blue eyes, an aristocratic nose, and lips that Sebastian could only call sensual. Unlike the Generals with pasty skin and dandy hair, this man was darkly tanned with the shaved head favored by soldiers in the field.

A warrior.

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Welcome to my serialized short, Escape. If you’ve missed the story up until now, go ahead and catch up at the compilation page here. Escape is set in the same world as my latest release, Trust in Me.

The woods split beneath his axe with a satisfying crack. Alex wiped the stinging sweat from his eyes. He welcomed the small pain as his due and only wiped it so he wouldn’t send the axe into his foot next. Although maybe that was what he needed. Maybe that would finally be enough.

But he knew it wouldn’t.

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I’m writing this at the hospital. My husband’s down the hall, having surgery while I’m sitting out here with my laptop and a coffee.  I don’t mean to be alarmist. It’s not a major surgery and he will likely be fine… but still, a bit surreal.

That’s not how I meant to start this blog post but it came out that way. What I meant to say was that I have had a lot going on lately. A couple of weeks ago I was running behind on my next release, Hear Me. But I am one of those writers who thrives on deadlines, even ones I set for myself, and so it was good.

Then my husband got sick and I just… stopped writing. Not good.

Anyways, that’s what’s going on for me. I am pushing the release of Hear Me back. Hopefully July, maybe August. It kind of depends on how long it takes me to get back in the swing of things, and then there’s always a long line of things to do even after the creative effort of writing is done, the editing process and then prepping for promo, etc.

Oh, but I do still have the story for the Goodreads M/M Love is Always Write Event coming out, sometime in the next few days. Go join the group on Goodreads to check it out and also read the other stories that are already posted. They are all free – what a great event! It’s called Leashed, and you can see the cover and a brief blurb here.

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It’s a really good thing I didn’t have to bet on which books of my books would be the most popular. By large margins, it has been the dark books (Keep Me Safe and Trust in Me) while the softer, more romantic ones (Below the Belt, Sweetest Mistress) didn’t do as well. Actually, Beauty Touched the Beast broke trend by being both romantic and popular, so what I’m trying to say is: I have no idea what’s going on. I heard someone say that publishing isn’t a business, it’s a casino.

In particular, I thought Sweetest Mistress deserved a bit more love than it got. To be fair, I never really did any promo for it, I suppose since it’s a short novella (16,000 words). But it’s not just that. Beauty only has 5,500 words and it sells more at the $0.99 price than Sweetest Mistress. It’s just one of those things.

Since I self-publish, I’ve been able to tweak the sales pages and covers all along. However, it’s not something I do often. A lot of thought goes into the cover and blurbs before I post them, so if I change them, I run the risk of making things worse. But for Sweetest Mistress I decided to take a chance.

I have a brand new cover and a brand new blurb. Here they are:

Old Cover

New Cover

Old Blurb:
Wyle knows he’s in over his head with gorgeous Melissa. But when he finally divulges his deepest fantasy, to be dominated by a woman, he just might get everything he’s ever wanted. A hot spanking, one scorching phone sex call, and a humiliating anal play session later, he’s sure of it.

SWEETEST MISTRESS is a 15K-word erotic novella of light femdom, featuring explicit sex, pain, and graphic language. Not for anyone under the age of 18 or who is uncomfortable with the subject matter.

New Blurb:
Wyle is resigned to a life of quiet sexual repression. Women want to be dominated, and though he is a far cry from an alpha male, Wyle’s tired of being alone. He knows Melissa is too beautiful for him, and too young. But she doesn’t seem to mind that he’s a boring financial professional past his prime. Instead she invites him in for a cup of coffee that turns into more.

Sweetest Mistress is a 15K-word erotic novella featuring explicit sex, light femdom, and graphic language. Not for anyone under the age of 18 or who is uncomfortable with the subject matter

I also have it enrolled in KDP Select so that curious parties can download it. That means it’s only available for sale at Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/dp/B0069VVQES

Have you read Sweetest Mistress? Do you have an prediction on which one will sell more? I will be sure to follow up in a month or so and give you guys the actual sales data.

Welcome to my serialized short, Escape. If you’ve missed the story up until now, go ahead and catch up at the compilation page here. Escape is set in the same world as my latest release, Trust in Me.

She didn’t recognize the men or the vehicle but that didn’t mean anything at all. It would take them only minutes to realize she wasn’t in the warehouse and then they would look outside.

Tiffany turned and crashed through the brush. Branches whipped at her legs and grabbed at her hair but she tore through them like the hunted animal she was. Footsteps pounded behind her, giving her a last burst of speed.

“Wait! Stop,” a voice called, but she would rather die.

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Welcome to my serialized short, Escape. If you’ve missed the story up until now, go ahead and catch up at the compilation page here. Escape is set in the same world as my recent release, Trust in Me.

The approaching rumble of a motor snapped her from euphoria. She darted for a copse of trees and made it inside just as an open topped jeep skidded in front of the building. Armed men burst from the vehicle before it was even fully stopped. Their guns were drawn as the entered the empty building.
 
Oh God. They must have realized she was missing and come back for her.

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I’ve got the cover for Hear Me, the sequel to Trust in Me. And a blurb, though that may change during the editing process.

She doesn’t remember her past, only her training. She can’t talk, not that a good slave should speak out of turn. None of that matters when she wakes up in the warm, rustic room. Her new master is distant, but kind, but there’s one problem: he doesn’t want her.

Longing for the shackles of safety, she pulls from the last dregs of her will to prove her worth as a slave. It seems to be working. He responds first to her body, and next to her submission. The secrets of his past haunt the cabin, dampening the tightening bond between Master and slave, but it is her own memories that may finally unravel it.

WARNING:
This book contains explicit scenes of sex, including dubious consent and captivity situations. The BDSM does not conform to literary conventions, making it sometimes more realistic, and other times not. This is a work of fiction not appropriate for anyone uncomfortable with these situations or anyone under the age of eighteen.

So, what do you think? Good, bad, slightly confused? I’m working on the trailer and will also put up an excerpt so stay tuned for those. I’ll be in my writing cave but I’d love to hear what you think!

Welcome to my serialized short, Escape. If you’ve missed the story up until now, go ahead and catch up at the compilation page here. Escape is set in the same world as my recent release, Trust in Me.

Her body vibrated, as if her very bones felt the nearness of freedom. She had no idea where the warehouse was located or if she could survive long enough to find help, but even if she died, she’d die free.
 
The door creaked open at the touch of her fingertips. She managed to stand, slowly, shakily, and take a step out into the bright white ether. She savored the heat on her upturned face, the light wind that stroked her greasy hair. She’d made it.

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I get a little twitchy when I read another post warning against the perils of topping from the bottom. You’d think there was an epidemic going on!

Okay, this is not a popular opinion, but I don’t think topping from the bottom exists. At least, not the way it’s usually described.

Let’s say there’s a male Dom, female sub. The sub says, oh, I’d like an orgasm now, and he gives her one. By definition, topping from the bottom just happened… right? No! A sub is allowed to ask for things ANYTIME SHE WANTS. It’s still up to the Dom to decide whether he wants to do it or not. He could have denied her, but he didn’t want to. She’s not *tricking* him.

By the way, I feel like the very concept is disrespectful. Can we give Doms a little credit? They are smart. They understand when a sub is trying to get his/her way, and can make a conscious choice to give it or not.

Neither choice makes the Dom weak.