Scorching #Christmas Hop with an #eBook #Giveaway - My 3 Bookish Wishes this #Holiday Season

Thanks for pausing at my stop on Scorching Book Reviews' Christmas Blog Hop. Visit all the blogs to win stocking stuffers for the upcoming holidays. Each stop has a prize. Mine's 2 eBooks, and the Rafflecopter at the bottom explains the rules. Happy Hopping, and an early Merry Christmas to you all!

My Bookish Wishes This Holiday Season

I was asked to post something literary I wanted this holiday season, including items, book wants, and character requests. Here's my list!

• Bookish Item: Okay, I've been drooling over the Kindle Voyage ever since Amazon announced it. Since I own a  Kindle Paperwhite, I can't in good conscience plunk $199 on a new gadget that basically does the same thing (just a little better), so it's on my long-term wish list. I'll probably end up getting it in a year or two.
• Books: There isn't enough space to name them all, but these are the ones on the top of my to-buy list (some aren't released yet, but still). 

• Character (aka Where's my hero?): If Ms. Singh could WRITE ILLIUM'S BOOK NEXT, I'd be much obliged. Alas, rumors are that the next Guild Hunter romance is Naasir's story (which I'm sure I'll buy, read in one sitting, and fall in love with). But I want BlueBell to have his happily ever after so much more (pretty please with cherries on top?).

Thus concludes my contribution to this hop. There's a Rafflecopter below for my stop's prize, but I'd like to bring to your attention several different giveaways I'm currently running. I have two $15 giveaways going for my holiday paranormal romances - Frosty Relations and Fireworks at Midnight, and I'm part of the $100 Hottie Hunt Bonanza. Commenting on this blog post earns you an entry for this blog's prize, as well as for the two other copters I've linked to on the right. It's a 3-in-1 deal, so you might as well put your name in the hat! 

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#HopswithHeart + $5 #Giveaway - Warm-Up this Winter with Snippets fr my @DecadentPub #Holiday #PNR (s)

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Thanks for pausing at my stop on the Winter Warm-Up Hop. Visit all the blogs to win stocking stuffers for the upcoming holidays. Each stop has a prize. Mine's a $5 gift card, and the Rafflecopter at the bottom explains the rules.

Happy Hopping, and an early Merry Christmas to you all!

Warm-Up this Winter with 2 Sexy Snippets from my Holiday Paranormal Romances

What better way is there to warm-up than to get your heart pumping with some pheromone-fueled adrenaline. These snippets should get you all cozied up in preparation for any arctic blasts coming your way. Before we get to the fun stuff, I should let you know I'm running several completely separate giveaways at the moment. The ones for Frosty Relations and Fireworks at Midnight can be accessed using the banners below, and commenting here qualifies as an entry to both (so it's a 3-for-1 deal). Additionally, I'm part of the $100 Hottie Hunt Holiday Bonanza, the banner for which is in the sidebar. 

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The following excerpts contain sexual content and explicit descriptions (including but not limited to 4-letter words that start with C). If you would rather not read such things, please feel free to scroll past all the text below to get to the Rafflecopter widget. By not leaving, you are acknowledging you are at least 18 years old or the age of consent in your country.

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Frosty Relations

Yawning, Jack Frost settled more comfortably into the seat and embraced the lulling haze. His mind wandered to the day Mina had showed up for an interview. In a departure from her current fashion slump, she’d worn a short skirt suit and glossy-black high-heeled pumps. On her way out, she’d swung by his office to drop off his major weakness—Shanghai White Rabbit Creamy Candy. He’d given her a high five and wished her luck.

That day, she’d stayed for no more than a few minutes and had left the door open. But in this foggy, slumbering vision somewhere between the dreams he could never recall and actual memory, he reached over her shoulder to shut it.

A mischievous grin on her face, she tilted her head back and met his gaze. “What do you want, Jack?”

He lifted his index finger and placed it over his lips. “Shh....”

Sashaying past him with feline grace, she shrugged off her jacket to reveal a crimson silk blouse. After draping the discarded garment over an office chair, she turned to face his desk. Placing her palms on the suddenly clutter-free glass, she threw him a sideways glance and motioned him over with her head.

The warmth of balmy fall allowed her to show off those smooth, toned legs. The tailored dark-green cotton hugged her ass’s subtle curve, the back slit giving him glimpses of her creamy thighs.

Coming up behind her, he closed one palm over her mouth. She remained still, her small body trembling as he nibbled her neck. He grazed his teeth over the slender slope, pausing to suck a bright-red hickey onto her snowy skin.

Hearing a muffled moan, he clamped his fingers tighter as he slid his other hand under her skirt. Finding damp heat, he yanked down her panties. The scarlet lace fell to circle her four-inch heels.

Biting her earlobe, he whispered, “Stay quiet, or everyone will know I’m fucking you.”

With one hand, he unbuckled his belt and freed his erection, his other arm still holding her in silent captivity. He kicked her legs apart and hiked up her skirt. Sliding his length between the creamy cheeks, he probed her wet opening with the tip of his cock.

A loud feline hiss jerked him out of the dream. Sharp claws dug into his thighs as the chair rolled back and hit the wall. The cat scampered off his lap. Rubbing his eyes, he tried to remember where he was. Once his mind regained focus, he glanced down at his crotch and noticed the very visible bulge. He could see why she’d reacted in a rather extreme fashion.

With a soft popping sound, the woman whose bare butt he’d envisioned appeared in front of him, her snowflake earrings swaying against the sides of her rosy face. At least she’d lost the Santa hat. “What the heck were you thinking about?”

The most honest answer would give her the wrong idea. After all, he wasn’t attracted to her. He’d happened to be envisioning office sex with someone who bore a remarkable resemblance to her, at the same time he got an erection, while she’d been on his lap—all unrelated events.

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Fireworks at Midnight

When had Mikal become the epitome of boring?

She missed the boy who’d annoyed all their neighbors with his motorcycle, the guy who got her and Shelley their first fake IDs. Ever since he’d morphed into a responsible peon, had a security clearance, and drew a steady paycheck, his mere existence turned her into an unsuccessful loser by comparison.

Playing with the seatbelt’s metal clasp, Sweets looked up through the sunroof. Light glinted into her eyes, and, in a hazy precognitive rush, the glass was gone.

The sky shifted from bright blue to an ebony expanse dotted with white twinkling stars. The car’s confines should have been cold, but a warm circling breeze licked her skin. She sat on the same seat, facing the opposite direction. Bare shoulders occupied her vision; strong hard legs rippled under her ass. Cinnamon, mint, and sweat filled her lungs, all laced with an undertone of pine. She kissed a beard-covered jaw, trailed her lips down a corded neck, and explored a muscled chest the color of chocolate.

Calloused palms slid up her back. Strong sure fingers unhooked her bra and smoothed the straps off her shoulders. Coarse facial hair rasped over her nipple before a hot, wet mouth closed over it and sucked. Her shoulder blades hit the dashboard. His swirling tongue feasted on her breast. His hand shoved her legs apart.

He circled her clit with his thumb, pulsing over it until her head rolled back.

She spotted fireworks through the glass, flashes of red, white, and blue reflecting off rippling water. Her own voice echoed in her ears—pleas she’d never dreamed of voicing.

Two thick fingers filled her, spreading as she spasmed. A scream ripped from her throat. “Mi—”

The door opened with the quiet click characteristic of new cars, shattering her erotic daydream.

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#NewRelease - Role Reversal by Shiloh Saddler (@ShilohSaddler), an #Erotic #MMRomance

It seems like only yesterday that Shiloh Saddler visited, perhaps because it was. Being super prolific, this erotic romance author's got yet another new release to promote. Here's a quick look at Role Reversal.

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Role Reversal

by Shiloh Saddler

When his former love interest reappears in his life can he get over the man's betrayal and embrace the future?

Before the War Between the States, Andrew had deep feelings for Robert, but he couldn't express his desires to his young master. When the family fled Atlanta, he ran away to obtain his freedom. Ten years later, Andrew is not only free but the wealthy owner of several barbershops in New Orleans. Only one thing is lacking from his life: a long-term lover. When a customer tells him the whorehouse hired a new male prostitute he hopes visiting him could ease his loneliness. Only in his wildest dreams did he imagine the new whore to be Robert.

The war turned Robert's life upside down. Without slaves to work his plantation, his father sold Robert to a brothel. Trained in the art of submission, Robert hates his life as a whore, but he doesn't see a way out. Heartache hits him when he thinks about his past and happy memories of Andrew. The man deserted him when they were children, just like everyone he cared for had over the years.

Excerpt

Robert lay stretched over the foot of the bed, waiting for Andrew to take him. His heart pounded an erratic rhythm in anticipation. For all the men who had fucked him up until now he’d been merely a toy. None of them had cared about his feelings, but Andrew was different because of their shared past. As his manservant, and bodyguard from the bullies at school, Andrew had taken care of him, been nothing but generous and kind. He knew the dominant man would possess the same care and generosity in the bedroom and this fuck would better than any he’d had before.

Andrew put a warm hand on the small of his back and leaned over him. “Have you had a plug before?” he whispered in his ear.

Robert swallowed. “Y-yes, Sir.”

“Good. Then you know what to expect. I am going to give you a plug. It will stretch you and make you ready for me.”

Andrew walked away for him for a moment probably to get the plug and some cream. Robert spread his legs wider, letting him know he was ready.

Andrew ran both hands from his waist to the round globes of his ass. While he delighted in the man’s caress he wanted more. The man separated his cheeks and then licked his hole. Robert gasped, surprised by the man’s moist wet tongue.

“You taste like my milk and honey soap,” Andrew said in a deep rumble. “I want you to spread your cheeks for me.”

Robert reached back and grabbed his ass, pulling his cheeks apart. Stuck in this position he could barely move. Maybe that was what the dominant man wanted.

Silence. Robert turned his head and saw Andrew open a jar of cream and spread a liberal amount all over his thick dark fingers.

Robert turned his head into the mattress and prepared himself to be entered.

Andrew slipped a finger into his hole and massaged, eliciting a tiny moan. “Are you ready?”

“Yes,” Robert hissed. He was more than ready.

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About Shiloh Saddler

Shiloh Saddler likes to do research for her steamy romances first hand. She has invented a time machine and travels back to the 19th century on a regular basis. There are experimental settings on her time machine which could propel her into the future and even other worlds. She believes love and a good book makes anything possible.

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