Takeover Wednesday {6}: Evelise Archer

Today I have the pleasure of welcoming a one of my besties in the writing word to A Little Bit of Naughty.  Evelise and I have been friends for nearly ...wow two years? Has it really been that long. *shakes head*  Wow, where does the time go?  Anyway, I'm excited to have her today (not only because she's a good friend - but because she always has a sexy hunk or two running around that she's willing to share.) With that being said...lets see who she's decided to share today....

The Music that drives my soul & fires my loins…..

Music is such an important part of many people’s lives, but as a Latina I think music drives my soul. I have a current play list that I’d love to share a few snippets with the readers of A Little Bit Naughty~ music that inspires me to run every day for health and peace of mind, music that inspires me to write.

1. La Gozadora~ Gente de Zona and Marc Anthony~ this songs talks about all the great Latin American countries and all the wonderful things we’ve gotten from them….food, music and good cheer.

https://youtu.be/VMp55KH_3wo

2. Me Voy Enamorando~ Chino & Nacho~ love this song! It’s all about the power of LOVE.

https://youtu.be/0yr75-gxVtM

3. Noche y de Día~ Enrique Iglesias with Yandel & Juan Magan~ let’s talk about a party and DANCE, DANCE, DANCE

https://youtu.be/m3We7p78XTo

4. Piensas~ Pitbull with Gente de Zona~ Making love Latin-style…oh yeah, tell the truth….it’s HOT~

https://youtu.be/lV3YiXPdkXE

So, now that you’ve had a little snippet of my music. Here’s something to fire your loins, en excerpt from my WIP~ Kristoph’s Freedom (M/M Paranormal) & Thank you Dakota for having me on today.

Kristoph placed light kisses, trailing down Diablo’s body until his lips came upon the object of his desire. He peeked his tongue out and ever so slightly licked the tip of Diablo’s bulbous cock head. His mate’s dick quivered at his touch. Wrapping his lips around the spongy knob, Kristoph suckled, drawing out the pre-cum, which started to pool. Moving up and down the long rod, he flattened his tongue and ran it along the prominent vein on the underside of his prize.

He reached for Diablo’s balls and rolled them in his hand, the silky hairs smooth in his palm. 

“Mmm, cariño, what a way to wake up. Please, don’t stop.” Kristoph smiled around the shaft at Diablo’s praise. Diablo paced his hand on his head, but didn’t push, allowing Kristoph to set the pace.

Hollowing his cheeks and relaxing the back of his throat, Kristoph took Diablo’s girth to the back of his throat and swallowed. He repeated the motion two, three times, all the while fondling Diablo’s sack.

Diablo panted and Kristoph knew the moment his mate would expel his seed. His balls drew close to his body and his dick thickened in his mouth. Diablo lost control, tossed his head back and pumped into Kristoph willing mouth. Kristoph quickly swallowed his mate’s offerings, not wanting to waste a drop. When Diablo spurt his last drop of cum, Kristoph gingerly allowed the man to slip from his mouth and gently kissed the tip of his dick.

Grabbed under his arms, Diablo hauled him up onto his chest and ravished his mouth, tasting himself on Kristoph’s lips.

“My beautiful mate, let me return the favor.” Kristoph peered at Diablo, slightly embarrassed and knew his face had turned red.

“Kristoph?”

“I came when you did.” Kristoph replied and buried his face in Diablo’s chest.

“Oh holy fuck! That’s the hottest thing ever.” 

Kristoph looked up and smiled. “Yeah it was,” he tittered.

Guest Blogger: La Isla del Encanto by Evelise Archer

Today it's my pleasure to have my fellow friend, critique partner and author, Evelise Archer swinging by.  And how cool is it that we both managed to have books coming out the same day?  *shakes head*  Unbelievable!  But either way with all the chaos going on around me with my own promotional whirl, I'm soooo happy to have Evelise stop by today. And pimp her new book. *leans in* And be sure to stop back on Sunday for my review of her yummy new book!  Take it away, sweetie...and don't mind the pouting muse in the corner.  She's ticked that she didn't get any chocolate at today's stop for my blog tour.  ((hugs))

First let me say thanks to Dakota for allowing me to pimp my new 1Night Stand, Tropical Paradise. And yes *looking around the room* Livvy too. Livvy, I come in peace, bearing dark chocolates, my sweet.

Well, let me tell you about Tropical Paradise, a story about La Isla del Encanto.

Hopefully the Spanish title grabbed your attention and now you’re asking, what the hell? My new release takes place in beautiful Puerto Rico, where the sun, sand, and the sea are in abundance. And all the hot men too.

Dakota, make sure that Livvy stays put and keeps her paws off my Latin hunks.

As a Latina, the island paradise is near and dear to my heart. Beautiful men and women grace the island’s beaches everyday soaking up the sun and looking for love. So, I decided, what better place than this scrumptious back drop for my 1Night Stand?

Writing Tropical Paradise was fun as I mapped the island in my mind, knowing that I had been there or could pinpoint any of the places. The drive from the airport in San Juan towards the coast, the sun shining brightly and the radio blaring. Every word written was a memory come to life and fueled my desire to tell Leo and Skyler’s story.

What you may find ironic is that out of everyone in my family, I am the least beachy-heat person. My family laughs as they ask, what kind of Puerto Rican are you, since you hate the heat and sand? What can I say- I may be Latina hot * put that in your pipe and smoke it Livvy* and have a Latin temper, but the heat is not my friend! I think is another life I was Eskimo and not Latina. Or better yet, I’m suited for a nudist colony.

I am my own oxymoron, but that’s what makes me unique and this Chica loves unique. I march to the beat of my own drum and make no apologies. 

Writing Tropical Paradise was fun, and quite frankly if it’s not fun, then why do it?!

Dakota, and yes even you Livvy, thanks for having me on your blog.

If you want to find me, here’s my Links and stop by to say hi!

Twitter: @Evelise Archer

FB: https://www.facebook.com/evarcher5

Pinterest: http://www.pinterest.com/evarcher5/

Email: evarcher5@gmail.com

Blog: http://sexyforreview.blogspot.com/

Blurb: 

Can Madame Eve work her magic one more time? Leo Santos left the one man he loved behind to care for his ailing father. Sky Macy never forgot his one and only that got away. When they meet again on a blind date setup by 1Night Stand, will they go their separate ways or will the sparks reignite the love they never forgot? 

On a secluded beach at the resort Las Casitas Villas in Fajardo, Leo and Sky come face to face after many years apart. Passion ignites so hot it threatens to burn them from within. They both will need to open their hearts and learn to trust if they hope to find love during one night of passion in a tropical paradise.

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#MySexySaturday {30}: Yesterday's Secrets with Evelise Archer (WIP)

Hey all, once again it's time for some sexy Saturday shenanigans with seven words, sentences or paragraphs from either a work in progress or a published work. And of course, I'm up to my usual naughtiness with my partner in crime, Evelise Archer. We've been laboring away on Yesterday's Secrets between our own edits and lo and behold...we're just shy of kissing the 8K mark...so it's coming right along.  With that beings said, last week we gave you a sneak-peek at the delicious Marik, so this week we're going to showcase Keegan instead. (And believe me...you're gonna want to stop by Evelise's blog - I peeked and what she's posting is damned hot!) So be sure to stop by her blog and the rest of the contributors this week. We may just heat up your Saturday.

This is the inspiration for my Keegan.
Meet the yummy Theo Theodoridis

My Sexy Seven: 

(Set-up: Keegan has just arrived in Key West and is waiting for his ride at the airport)

After backing up to stand under the cool shade of the awning, he inhaled. Taking the salt air deep into his lungs, he felt a twinge of homesickness. Even though it was a bit different than back home, he definitely missed having the ocean so close he could taste it. He rolled his shoulders before letting his bag settle on the bench next to the sliding glass doors and once more scanned the wave of yellow taxis and pink hybrids? He'd never seen a taxi that color before. 

“Mr. Gautier!” 

Keegan pivoted at the husky alto, expecting to see a woman but instead found himself face to face with a very sexy little twink wearing scuffed deck shoes, cargo shorts and unbuttoned Hawaiian shirt. With dark spiked hair and small silver gauges in his ears, the guy was definitely not a woman. The flash of his dark tan and rippled abs as he skidded to a stop in front of him only reconfirmed it. Blood pooled in his groin and low hiss escaped Keegan. Was this what Chloe had hoped for when she’d demanded that he explore? She'd wanted to expose him to sexy men?

“Are you Mr. Gautier?” The man looked up at him, slightly out of breath. His dark eyes were highlighted by guy-liner. Keegan only got a glimpse of them, before they darted back down to the crumpled piece of paper in his hand. “You look like him. Or at least as close as your sexy yumminess can come to this crappy Xerox they gave me.” He flashed the photocopy at him – a copy of what looked like his driver’s license photo. 

Keegan wasn’t sure what to say when his dick hardened even further. Was it because of guy’s shameless flirting or the sudden wind that parted the man’s shirt? The latter exposed the man’s well-defined chest and dark nipples with just a hint of hair that trailed south until it disappeared beneath his waist band. The urge to follow it with not only his fingers but his mouth as well coursed through him. “Ah…” 

The man stepped closer. “You are Miss Chloe’s friend, right?” 

Taken back slightly at the flamboyant persona of the guy and his own unexpected lust, he swallowed hard. He'd been in the Keys for less than twenty minutes and he was already popping a hard-on. As the man continued to look at him expectantly, he finally to push aside his desire and croaked out a yes.

December 2013 ©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.

#MySexySaturday {29}: Yesterday's Secrets with Evelise Archer (WIP-adult)

Once again it's time to do the My Sexy Saturday dance.  This week I'm bringing to you a snippet out of the first chapter of a new and exciting project I'm doing with fellow MySexySaturday author, Evelise Archer.  For the past several weeks, we've been plotting a gay "second chance at love" story with an exotic background.  We knew we wanted it to be set in Key West and of course...being buried under the recent snow...who wouldn't want a chance to go frolic on the sandy beaches and in the warm waters? I know I would.    

Anyway, after some serious brain storming we came up with two absolutely delicious characters.  Mine was the Cajun boy who went east to go to college and found a whole new world of opportunities. I just love Keegan so far - even if the stubborn man is lying to himself....a lot.   Yesterday's Secrets starts out just before he graduates from Temple University...and is at the crossroads of his life.  Does he take the tried and true path or risk it all on the less traveled path?  Only time will tell...but for now please enjoy the first seven paragraphs of Chapter One with my blessing.   And don't forget to hop around to the other blogs...especially Evelise's...from my understanding...she is being kind enough to post seven from chapter two...lucky you!

The Sexy Marik that Keegan wants

Sexy Seven Paragraphs from Chapter One of Yesterday's Secrets (adult)

"Mon dieu." Keegan Gautier hissed as he emptied his cock into the moaning woman beneath him. His head hung between his outstretched arms. Once again, unbidden a certain male ass had intruded at the most inappropriate moment. Taunt and tight, flexing beneath exercise shorts as he jogged, Marik Jette's ass was something to write home about. It almost made him wish it was the recipient of his cum instead. 

"Keegan...please. I'm almost there," Chloe gasped, her blue eyes seeking his as her nails raked gouges down his back, dragging his attention back to her. 

The erotic sting sent a weak spurt of renewed desire through him. Grinding against her, he slipped his thumb between their bodies. Finding her clit, he strummed the little nubbin, sighing in relief as he felt the ripple of her pussy around him. "There you go, mon bébé. Come for me." 

Moments later a shrill scream escaped his fiancée as she climaxed. Riding out her pleasure, he waited for it to ebb before catching his weight on his elbows. His head dropped down to rest on her shoulder. The scent of vanilla bean teased his nose. Even after making love the smell of her fancy Bath and Body Works lotion perfumed the air. There were days he swore he'd have stray dogs trailing after him because he smelled like a giant cookie. 

Before unjoining their bodies, he caught the top of the condom. Rolling to the edge of the bed, he slipped off the used prophylactic and tied a knot in the end of it. Then after tossing it into the trash can, he made his way into the bathroom. After washing his hands in the sink, he dampened a clean washcloth with warm water. Time for aftercare. No matter how tired or how restless, he always tended Chloe. A true lover cared for his partner even after the pleasure was over. The thought had been drilled in his head since he'd figured out that the appendage between his legs was for more than pissing. 

Glancing up at his reflection in the mirror, he stuck his tongue out. He wasn't sure what Chloe saw in him. Sure he was attractive enough with his sun-streaked brown hair and amber eyes. He kept fit with his job at the lumber yard, and the countless hours of marching with the Temple University Marching Band. However, at times like these he wondered if Chloe was settling with their relationship. It was safe, even fun at times, but never would he claim it was a grand passion. But he'd convinced himself that didn't matter. As long as she was happy, they would be together. They both needed a supportive partner as they began their careers as physical therapists. One who had similar interests and would understand the demands their jobs would place on them. And he could only hope that they'd continue to find that in each other. 

But standing in the bathroom, naked and shivering in the cool air coming off the air-conditioning, he felt guilt at the final moments. "Damn it, it's been almost four years. Get him out of your fuckin' head, Gautier. Nothing good comes from remembering. " He twisted the tap off. Passion was all good and well, but he needed something to stand the test of time - once the flames of passion died under the cruel heel of reality.

Blurb: 

As a graduation present from his parents, Keegan Gautier gets a round trip airplane ticket to the Keys. Because of the time of year and the last minute surprise, he manages to snag a room at a resort where one of his college buddies family works - Satterfield West. He never realizes until he gets there that it's an openly gay resort. Once there he attempts to transfer the tickets to another resort in the hotel chain but can’t. Resigned to spending as little time at the hotel as possible, he goes to his room, only to bump into Marik Jette – the sexier than hell, former pledge master of “Phi Theta Kappa.” The same man who made his freshman year a living hell, all because Keegan had popped a woody at an inopportune time during a truth session. He's taken back when Marik turns out to be gay and even more surprised when Marik offers to show him what he's missing. Now Keegan is torn. Should he take what Marik is offering for the duration of his vacation or refuse? And if he does, will he be able to return home to his girl-friend? 

Now out of the closet, the last person that Marik expects to bump into at Satterfield West just before his interview at the exclusive gay resort is the young pledge who’d had been the stimulus for his self-journey to accepting his sexuality. Upon seeing Keegan, everything from his senior year rushes back. Feeling a bit ashamed but recognizing the same longing in Keegan’s gaze, he’d seen in his own, he vows to help the other man find a way to accept what should be as natural as breathing air. Offering to take Keegan under his wing for the length of Keegan's vacation - a week. Everything looks good as they start to navigate the waters of lust, trust and love, until Marik’s former frat brother, Reginald, finds out. As the owner's son, Reggie has the power to not only ruin Marik's chances of getting his coveted job but also has opportunity destroy his budding relationship with Keegan. He may have to decide which he wants more - the job or Keegan?

December 2013 ©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.