Excerpt Tour + Giveaway: Dirty Talk (Mechanics of Love #2) by Megan Erickson

Dirty Talk (Mechanics of Love #2)
by Megan Erickson
Publisher: Avon Impulse
Release Date: September 15th 2015

Synopsis:

When the one you shouldn't want is the one you can't resist... 

Brent Payton works hard, plays hard, and has earned his ladies’ man reputation. But he’s more than just a good time, even though no one seems to see it. Until a gorgeous brunette with knockout curves and big, thoughtful eyes walks into his family’s garage and makes Brent want more.

Ivy Dawn and her sister are done with men, all of them. They’ve uprooted their lives too many times on account of the opposite sex, but that’s over now. The plan seems easy until a sexy, dirty-taking mechanic bursts in Ivy’s life and shakes everything up.

Brent can’t resist the one person who sees past his devil-may-care façade, and Ivy finds it harder and harder to deny how happy he makes her. But she has secrets of her own and when the truth comes out, she must decide if she’ll run again or if she’ll take a chance on forever.

There was no gentleness to the kiss. This was an unleashing.

It was glorious.

She hadn’t expected this. She’d expected heat and talent, but she hadn’t expect this . . . intensity, this chemistry between them that reacted like fireworks.

Brent lifted one of her legs to rest on the seat so he could wedge his body against her. Her head was against the window, the door handle digging into her back, but she didn’t care, not one bit, because now Brent’s hand was drifting down her neck, slowly, so slowly, his trembling fingertips skimming the skin.

He pulled out of the kiss, and she gulped air, clutching his shoulders, as he lowered his head so that his hair tickled her cheek. His hand didn’t go any lower; it just rested at her throat. She didn’t know how long they sat in that embrace until Brent’s lips moved against the skin of her neck. “Ivy?”

She swallowed, unsure her voice would work. “Yeah?”

“I’m going to go back to the driver’s side where I belong now.” There was humor in his tone.

She squeezed her eyes shut and smiled. “Okay.”

“I want you to know that I don’t want to.”

She didn’t release her grip on his shoulders. And she knew she was playing with fire when she asked the next question. “What do you want to do?”

He tensed under her palms and then lifted his head, so those beautiful eyes looked right into hers. “What do I want to do?”

She nodded.

His tongue came out and curled over the top of his teeth. She thought maybe that was all he planned to do, give her a glimpse so she had to imagine what he could do with that tongue. But then he spoke. “First, I want to lay you down on this bench, hike up this dress to your waist, take down those panties, and work you with my tongue until you come in my mouth.”

Holy shit. She was not prepared for Brent’s mouth or tongue or dirty talk in any way.

And he wasn’t done. “And then I’d put you on your knees, and I’d take out my cock, and I’d fuck you until you begged me to let you come again. I’d let you, Ivy. Maybe after that, we’d take a little catnap, and then I’d see what you looked like with your lips around my cock.”

She was about two seconds away from coming now. A stiff breeze could probably do it, with Brent’s words lingering in her ear.

Those words from any other man might have scared her. They might have angered her. But not Brent, because he was so earnest and clearly wanted her. He wasn’t trying to prove anything, like what a man he was or how fast he could get inside of her.

He made her feel like she was all that mattered right now.

Brent brushed his lips with hers. “But that’s not going to happen. At least, not tonight.” 

Megan worked as a journalist covering real-life dramas before she decided she liked writing her own endings better and switched to fiction. She lives in Pennsylvania with her husband, two kids and two cats. When she's not tapping away on her laptop, she's probably listening to the characters in her head who won't stop talking.

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Blog Tour: Sinful Rewards 8: A Billionaires and Bikers Novella (Sinful Rewards #8) by Cynthia Sax

Sinful Rewards 8: A Billionaires and Bikers Novella (Sinful Rewards #8)
by Cynthia Sax

Publisher: Avon Red Impulse

Release Date: February 17th 2015
Genre: Adult, Romance

Synopsis:

Bee Carter is no longer torn between her handsome billionaire and her tattooed bad-boy biker. After enjoying mind-melting, world-tilting sex and experiencing the pleasure of waking in her man's arms, she has finally made her choice.

Or has she?

A violent early morning confrontation pits biker against billionaire and results in a shocking proposal: the discarded man is willing to overlook Bee's wild night with his rival in order to win her love. He will sacrifice his pride, his heart, and everything he holds dear to have her.

Bee is unmoved by the offer … until the man she's chosen encourages her to accept.

Now Bee is yet again faced with an impossible decision: Does she pursue the man she craves, who has rejected her love, or does she settle for the man who will do anything for her?

Sinful Rewards 8

by Cynthia Sax

- R-Rated Excerpt -

We’re one, linked by our desire. I guide his shaft to my empty entrance, moan into his throat as he pushes inside me, stretching me tight. He’s so damn large, his cock as massive as the rest of him, and, if I hadn’t taken him last night, I’d be concerned.

But this is our second fuck and I’m fearless, lifting my hips, speeding the long, slow glide of rigid shaft into warm, wet pussy. In Hawke’s brilliant blue eyes I see a reflection of my own wonder, my own joy. This experience is as unique for him as it is for me, energy flowing from his body to mine and back again, a continuous loop growing stronger and stronger.

Finally, my pussy lips touch the curls at his base. “Fuck,” he mutters, this one word encompassing my feelings. “You’re perfect, love.”

When I’m with him, I am perfect and I belong, my curves meshing with his muscle, my smaller body fitting into his larger physique. Hawke pulls back and surges forward and I gasp, gripping his shoulders, a ripple of pleasure flowing over me.

He retreats and advances, retreats and advances, his rhythm constant and too controlled for my liking. I want him to be as wild for me as I am for him. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I kick my heels into his clenched ass cheeks.

Hawke jerks, growls words I can’t decipher, and pushes back, taking me harder, deeper. I laugh, exhilarated by his reaction, and rise up to meet him, clenching my inner walls around his shaft, shredding his restraint even more. His lips flatten into a determined white line as we battle for dominance, driving each other insane with desire.

Sweat beads on our skin, slicking our bodies and darkening Hawke’s tattoos, making us one. I pant, he grunts, and the bed rocks, the sounds of our lust echoing in my ears, exciting me.

As he thrusts into me, I lick his chin, his stubble scraping my tongue, the salt of his efforts filling my mouth. He shudders, his shaft swelling inside me, his balls hugging his body, and the pulse of need within me grows, a tempo I can’t ignore.

“Hawke.” I dig my fingernails into his shoulders, trying to delay my release.

“No . . . curtains,” he huffs, his hot breath blowing over my cheeks. His biceps bulge as he braces himself above me. His chest flattens my breasts. “Watching . . . us.”

He knows what to say to drive me wild.

by Cynthia Sax

When do you let go of love? When your loved one has sex with another person? Moves in with her/him? Marries your rival? Has a baby with her/him? At what point do you say ‘I have to let him/her go, move on, allow this love to fade?’

Sinful Rewards is a love triangle. Bee, an exhibitionist heroine, is torn between a billionaire with a dark secret and a bad boy biker. 

In Sinful Rewards 7, Bee has sex with one of these hunky men. Does this mean she won’t find happiness with the other hero? 

If you asked me this at the end of that story, I would have said ‘Yes, she’s chosen her man. There’s no going back. She’s fully committed.’ While writing Sinful Rewards 8, I began to have doubts. 

The man Bee didn’t have sex with won’t let her go. He pursues her, tells her that what she did last night is history, forgotten. They can start again, save their relationship. He hasn’t reached the point where he’ll walk away from her.

Bee is aware of this. She knows that door hasn’t been closed, permanently locked. Yes, she believes she has made her choice but, in the back of her mind, she realizes both of the men continue to be options. She can change her decision. 

I’ve only been in love with one man, my dear wonderful hubby. If he hadn’t loved me back, had begun dating another person (ouch), I might have let him go but I doubt I would have ever gotten over him. I would have always had hope that he’d come back to me. (This is all a guess. I don’t know how I truly would have reacted. Maybe I would have turned stalker on him. Who knows?) 

When I was in ‘like’ with the previous guys I dated, I walked away from them when they started dating someone new. That was my line in the sand. I didn’t want to interfere with their relationships with these other women, to be the reason it didn’t work out between them. I waited for a few men, knowing the women were all wrong for them and their relationships wouldn’t last, but I didn’t try to speed the process or otherwise mess with their relationships.

Have you ever let go of love? At what point did you walk away, deciding it wasn’t meant to be?

Some girls dreamed of knights in shining armor. Cynthia Sax dreamed of dragons, magnificent flying dragons. Being a bloodthirsty little thing, Cynthia usually dreamed of these dragons eating the damsels in distress. Now, she dreams of them doing... ahhh... more pleasurable things. Cynthia is happily married. Although her hubby has not yet shown any shapeshifting abilities, he does buy her medieval princess costumes to wear around the house. Cynthia's rather traditional mother-in-law now always calls before visiting.

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Book Blitz + Giveaway: Love Bites by Rachel K. Burke

Love Bites
by Rachel K. Burke
Publisher: Harper Impulse
Release Date: 12/29/15

Genre: New Adult

Synopsis:

What do you do when you fall in love with your best friend’s boyfriend?

That is the question that twenty-six year-old Justine Sterling has been asking herself ever since the day she met David Whitman, her best friend Renee’s boyfriend. Justine is determined to ignore her growing feelings for the irresistibly charming David, until one night, when she finds herself in the bed of the one person she should stay away from.

When Justine and David’s affair ends in heartbreak, Justine is forced to repair the damaged friendship with her best friend. In doing so, she learns that right and wrong decisions aren’t always black and white, and sometimes you have to follow your heart to see where it leads.

I didn’t sleep with David that night. I mean, sure, I slept with him, but not in the sexual sense. Only in the nocturnal sense.

After changing out of our soaking wet swimsuits, David and I somehow ended up in my bed. I’m not really sure how it happened. One minute, I was curled up under my covers, trying to warm up because my hair was soaking wet. The next minute, David was sitting on the edge of my bed, attempting to continue our conversation. Eventually, we both fell asleep without leaving that general proximity.

By the time I woke up the next morning, David was no longer in my bed, so it sort of felt like it never happened. Instead, he was now in the kitchen, making coffee and eggs and toast. God, he was so damn perfect. Even in his gym shorts with messy bedhead. I remember, at that distinct moment, thinking about how much I wished I could find someone like him. And hating Renee for not realizing how lucky she was.

“So, little lady,” David said, placing two plates of food down on the kitchen table. “What are your plans for this evening?”

I sat down at the table and rubbed my throbbing temples. “Well, I can tell you what I won’t be doing.”

“Hmm… breaking up more families?”

I glared at him. He grinned.

“Too soon?”

I picked a piece of crust off my toast and threw it at him. “Funny,” I retorted. “I think I’m just going to stay in tonight.”

He took a bite of scrambled eggs and nodded. “Well, if you’re here later, maybe I’ll swing by. I don’t really feel like going out either.”

There was a part of me that felt like I should say no, because it felt wrong to be spending time with Renee’s boyfriend when she wasn’t there. But there was also a part of me that thought I was overreacting. I mean, what was the big deal? We hadn’t done anything wrong. We had a drink, went swimming and fell asleep. That was it.

So why did I feel guilty?

Deep down, I knew why. It was because of the way I felt about him. The way I’d felt about him since the moment I met him. But of course, I couldn’t tell him that.

“That’s fine,” I said. “As long as it’s cool with Renee.”

“I’m sure she’d be happy that I was here to cheer you up. Since she couldn’t be.”

It was then that I saw something in his eyes. That look. It was the same look I always fought to ignore, but it seemed more intense now, more dangerous. Maybe because we were alone. Or maybe because my feelings for him weren’t entirely one-sided. But I could’ve sworn, at that moment, that I felt something between us change.

Rachel discovered she wanted to be a writer at the age of ten, when her love of R.L. Stine murder mystery novels inspired her to start writing her own.

In 2008, Rachel combined her love of writing and music and began freelancing for a music column in Worcester Magazine. She also worked as a music journalist for Starpulse News Entertainment and Jamsbio Magazine, as well as a fitness journalist for Prevention Magazine.

Rachel graduated from Bridgewater University in 2011 with a B.A. in Communications and Media Studies.

She currently resides in Santa Monica, CA.

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