Saturday, February 21, 2015

#MySexySaturday {80}: Life changing

This week Lynn wants to think about that one moment when life changes for a characters.  When they realize this is not going to be what they thought. Well in my upcoming release, Safeword Interrupted, there are plenty of life changing moments, but today I'm going to feature the moment that changes the relationship between Deacon, a sexy bar owner and his best friend, Bethany. She   Enjoy...and don't forget to check out the rest of contributors. 



“God damnit!” Grabbing the printed spreadsheet, she slammed the laptop closed, before slipping off the barstool and storming down the hallway toward her boss’s office. Bethany barely noticed Deacon’s prized singing fish on the wall activate as she stomped past it. Without bothering to knock on the closed door, she threw open the door. Everything inside her froze. The anger. Her righteous indignation. Even her analytical brain – shuddered to a stop as she took in the scene before her. 

“Goddamn, you’re a tight little slut.” Standing behind the barfly who’d been hanging all over him earlier in the evening, Deacon fed the moaning woman his cock. The lucky bitch arched her back, exposing the open shirt that framed her clamped nipples. Clamped nipples? What the hell was going on?

Aroused by the unexpected erotic sight, Bethany’s pussy moistened. While she was as straight as they came, there was something beyond erotic as she watched Deacon’s lover claw at the surface of his desk while he sank deep inside her. A low greedy wail escaped the woman. 

“Please Sir! Let me come!” 

The desperation in the woman’s tone stroked over Bethany until she shook – this time with lust instead of anger. A low moan slipped free of the sub when Deacon growled and slapped the woman’s ass. 

“No. You will fuckin’ wait.” Deacon gritted out, his hips snapping hard as he began to fuck the woman. “You come only when I say.”

Bethany’s fingers went numb and the spreadsheet fluttered to the floor. Between her thighs her clit began to throb, and her breath came faster, as the woman continued to plead. “Fuck…” The word slipped out, alerting her boss to her presence.


A Dom who thinks he has it all…

Deacon Willis has lusted after his friend, Bethany for years – but has kept his distance, not wanting to alienate one of the most important women in his life. Not only is she the manager of his bar, she’s also the best friend he’s ever had. But all that changes one fateful night when he realizes Bethany’s desires run just as dark as his own. Once witnessing her need to submit, he’s determined to show her, that only he can give her what she needs. He’ll be her Dom and she’ll be his cherished submissive. Hopefully it will be enough to make her happy, because he’ll never be a family man.

A sub who’s about to lose it all…

Bethany Adams has been in love with Deacon for years, but knows his reputation. He’s a love ‘em and leave them type, never settling on one woman long. It isn’t until she walks in on him dominating another woman that she realizes he could give her everything she needs – a firm hand and a strong man that can fulfill every one of her submissive fantasies. But what happens when her deepest fantasy becomes a reality?

Will Deacon stick around to be a father to his child…or will he walk away, taking her heart with him?
©Dakota Trace All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.

Saturday, February 14, 2015

#MySexySaturday: {79} Giving it her all...

So this week our wonderful Lynn has tasked us with coming up with a few sexy moments for Valentine's Day.  While my newest release was issued in time to correspond with the release of the Fifty Shades of Grey movie (no booing here - I haven't read the books nor do I plan on the seeing the movie.) it has a decidedly dark theme to it, about love lost, then reclaimed. After all what would you do - to get back the man you love?   So sit back and enjoy seven paragraphs from Kotori's Sacrifice, one the newest additions to the 1NS line.  


Forgetting all about his waiting playmate, Seba stalked across the room, ready to give Akira a piece of his mind. How dare she interrupt his date? But before he’d covered the distance between them, she turned to face him. He froze in shock. Perching on her slightly upturned nose were Mey-rin’s opaque glasses. Suddenly, the reasoning behind the note made sense, even if he had no intention of accepting the matchmaker’s advice. 
Then Mey-rin…or, rather, Akira spotted him. Her lips slowly parted then drew up into a gorgeous smile. The skin at the corner of her eyes crinkled as she took a step toward him. Her happiness at seeing him seemed to spread until it engulfed her petite frame. He swallowed hard, torn between leaving and demanding a full refund from the elusive Madame Eve, and staying and taking what Akira offered—until he fucked her out of his system. But before he could decide on which course of action to take, his former submissive came to a stop in front of him and sank to her knees, head bowed. 
“I offer my body to you willingly, Sir. To whip or fuck. I am at your service. I only wish to please you.” 
A low growl built in him. She’d pressed every one of his erotic buttons with her words. An offer she had made many times in the past, but always failed to follow through on. 
“Look at me, kotori.” The endearment rolled off his tongue. 
At his feet, she stiffened. But it no longer mattered. She’d seen his face, knew his identity, what he was capable of, and had still offered herself. When she lifted her head, he took the glasses off, confirming his suspicion. Her beautiful golden brown eyes stared up at him, the longing in their depths familiar. 
“There will be no way out this time. At least, not tonight. You will submit because I will accept nothing less than a total sacrifice on your part. Do you understand?”


A Dominant who just couldn’t let go… 

As an experienced Dom, Seba Havas, specializes in helping traumatized submissives find the release they need. He knows when a firm hand is needed or a gentle touch will work better, but nothing in his nearly fifteen years in the scene prepares him for Akira. Like a whirlwind, she turns his orderly life upside down with her refusal to submit. Still reeling from his failure with her six months later, he turns to 1Night Stand. Madame Eve’s suggestion? A trip to the Carnivore Club, the brand new BDSM themed Las Vegas Strip resort on a date to an elegant masquerade ball with a beautiful submissive. 

A submissive who’s willing to sacrifice it all…

As the oldest daughter of the Ito clan, Akira has been responsible and self-controlled her entire life, up to the point it has caused her to lose the dominant she loves. Now she has one chance left to prove to Seba she can be what he needs. In true Vegas fashion, and with a little help from Madame Eve, she’s going to gamble it all on one night of dominance and submission. But will it be enough?


©Dakota Trace All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.

Wednesday, February 4, 2015

Guest Blogger: TL Reeve is celebrating her new release!

So today is the day! The day that my partner in crime's TL Reeve, newest book has come out.  This is one of the three books that is a product of several late nights of brainstorming and too much coffee (at least on my part.)  But I can say I'm totally pleased with the outcome. Not only did I have my book, Kotori's Sacrifice, accepted and published, Ms. Reeve has two and The Bodyguard and the Dom  is the first of them.  (Personally I loved her idea of Faust and the Virgin - Thomas makes such a sexy Faust.)   Anyway without further ado, here's the scoop on this sexy new BDSM themed 1NightStand from Decadent Publishing!


Thomas Kenner, owner of Kenner & Kenner Security and Teishutsu, a private BDSM club in the hills of Los Angeles, has it all, except for Katarina Lopez, submissive and one of his best damn bodyguards. As a Sadist, he craves a masochist to match his needs, but when his Latin bombshell rebuffs his advances, he’s left wanting a woman who doesn’t crave him. Determined to banish her from his thoughts, he sets up a date with the renowned Madam Eve and 1Night Stand.

Katarina Lopez doesn’t intimidate easily. When it comes to her job, she’s focused and completely sure of herself. Then she goes to work for the ex-Special Forces-Sadistic Dom, Thomas Kenner. The Dom—and her boss—is completely imposing and sex personified. But, there’s no way she’ll ever fit his masochistic mold. Letting him down would mean the end of her career along with any chance she may have to submit to the man who’d held her heart from the minute she met him. Unless….

With the help of Madam Eve, both will try to obtain what their heart desires, but will one night be enough?


How he could talk coherently, she didn’t know. While they swayed together to the beat of the music, all of her brain-to-mouth functions stopped. With one touch, he’d singed all of her synapses, leaving her a pile of goo.

“I don’t think my papa would approve,” she gasped, feeling Thomas’s lips at the crook of her neck. Aggressive, thy name is Thomas.

“Do pretty little girls always do what their papa wants them to do? Or do you break the rules occasionally?” His voice became a sensual rumble as he led her farther out onto the dance floor. “I bet there’s a naughty girl buried deep under that good-girl exterior. Why don’t you let her out so we can play, and I’ll grant you your every desire?”

“My every desire?” She wrapped her arm around his neck, feeling empowered in his arms. The disguise made it easy for her to let her guard down and enjoy herself.

“Every single one of them, my pet.”

Katarina licked her lips. The apprehension which usually settled into her belly when she was about to accept a Dom’s proposal didn’t come. She relaxed even more into their little dance and grinned. “I accept, Mephistopheles. Show me what you’ve got, Master.”

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Author Bio:

TL Reeve, a mulit-published author with Decadent Publishing and Cobblestone Press, was born out of a love of family and a bond that became unbreakable. Living in the south, TL misses Los Angeles and will one day return to the beaches of Southern California to ride the waves at Huntington Beach. When not writing something hot and sexy, TL can be found curled up with a good book, or working on homework with a cute little pixie.


Sunday, December 21, 2014

Sam's Temptation Tour: A New Release By VS Morgan!

Sam’s Temptation
V.S. Morgan
Decadent Publishing
Length: 77 pages, ~20,000 words
Genre(s): Contemporary Erotic Multicultural Western Foodie Rubenesque


On a working vacation in Montana, Chef Gabi Inez’s schedule allows her to enjoy planned activities and hangout with her cousin and his new family. She’s not looking for love, but spending time with a hunky cowboy sounds perfect. Gabi works hard, but every girl needs some fun. What if flirting leads to something more? 

Sam Malone is the brains behind Blackbird, a guest and working ranch. Since his parents’ death, his sole purpose has been family and the ranch’s survival. Burned by love in the past, he avoids the distraction that comes with beautiful women. But what’s a cowboy to do when a sweet and sassy chef gets under his skin, only to be told by her overprotective cousin she’s off limits?

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Hot anger rolled over him. Damn his stupid ass brother for scaring her. He grasped her hand and gently rubbed his thumb over the back of it, wanting to erase her long-ago hurts.

She wore a T-shirt with Come to the Dark Side, We Have Cookies emblazoned across the chest and boxer pajama bottoms with cookies on them. Her knees brushed his hips. He was suddenly aware he wasn’t wearing much. Hell, he hadn’t even buttoned his jeans. Samreleased her hand and crossed his arms over his chest. In the background, Katy Perry warned about playing with magic.

“Sorry, my brother’s an immature jerk. I can superglue his butt to his chair or something.” A headlock followed by a noogie sounded really good right then.

“I appreciate the offer, but it’s not necessary.” She peeked up at him with a rueful expression. “I bet you aren’t afraid of anything.”

He shook his head. “I’m scared of spiders. The little bastards creep me out. I make Wyatt kill them as part of his big brother responsibilities.”

Her face lit up with her smile, and his pulse quickened in response. So damn sexy, and she wasn’t even trying….

About the Author:
V.S. Morgan has lived all over the US but calls Minnesota her home now. Her family includes her hubby, son, and a menagerie of pets.

She's been writing stories since she could hold a pencil and dreams of happily ever afters - even for two hot men - because love knows no boundaries. V.S. writes MC/IR contemporary, paranormal, and suspense m/f and m/m with heart.

V.S. is a GLBT ally and a lifetime contributor of The Trevor Project.

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Twitter: @vsmorgan1

Saturday, November 8, 2014

#MySexySaturday {67}: Rules are meant to be broken...

So once again we're doing firsts this week. First meeting, first kiss...first what ever. And I'm going to feature the characters from my newest release, Twice the Chance, Twice the Ecstasy.  In this mmf menage book, Ms. Calypso, a goddess with an agenda, throws together a happily married bi-sexual couple with a divorcee who is looking for what was missing in her marriage. The rules are clear cut - the three will enjoy each other carnally but return to their separate rooms.  Well, that's at least until Dre and Luca decide it's time to change the rules and for the first allow a woman to sleep with them.  

Enjoy my sexy sevenish paragraphs and be sure to check in with the rest of the peeps. 


Biting his lower lip, Dre shrugged. “It was just a thought. But if you’d rather not…” 

“I didn’t say that. I’m asking why, after all these years, you want to change one of our longest held rules.” Grabbing the hand towel off the rack, he wiped away the stray bits of shaving cream. 

“I don’t know. She…it’s different with her. While I enjoy the fuck out of screwing her until she screams, she’s also fun to be around even when we’re not tearing up the sheets. We can actually carry on regular conversations with her.” Dre rubbed the back of his neck. “She even likes my games. Do you know how many women can actually say they like gory ‘first shooter’ games and mean it?” 

Luca crossed his arms over his chest. Dre’s words were pretty, but the man still hadn’t answered his question. “Few, I’m sure. But again, what does this have to do with inviting her into our bed? There has to be more than compatibility in the sack and good conversation to get me to agree to change one of our rules. Especially for a woman we’ll probably never see again.” 

Dre hung his head and shoved his hands in his pockets. “Dammit, Luca. I don’t want you to think I’m saying you’re not e-fucking-nough. You’ve been my world for the past twenty years. I don’t want to lose you just because Eryka feels like she belongs with us.” 

Deciding to take mercy on his husband, Luca tipped up his chin with one finger. “Who said anything about losing me?” He gazed into Dre’s dark eyes. “I feel the connection too, but unless we’re on the same page, nothing more will come of our time with Eryka. So if this is just because you think I want it - or even something you think Eryka needs, I won’t allow it. Our bed is our sacred place. A place where we don’t fuck, but make love.” He rubbed his thumb over Dre’s lower lip. “While I think it’d be amazing to have her between us, I refuse to share something that intimate with a vacation fling.” 

Dre leaned into his touch. “What if I don’t want it to be just a one-time thing? She lives less than an hour from us. We could make it work.” 

Luca’s groin tightened at the longing in Dre’s voice. Pulling back, he smiled down at him. “Then I say we bring her back here after the party and convince her.”

©Dakota Trace All rights reserved. This is a work of fiction. All names, characters, locations, and incidents are products of the author’s imagination, or have been used fictionally. Any resemblance to actual persons living or dead, locales, or events is entirely coincidental. No portion of this work may be transmitted or reproduced in any form, or by any means, without permission in writing from the author.