VIP Room Service (Other Related Duties #1) by Zenobia Renquist (@ZenobiaRenquist)

VIP Room ServiceA hotel erotica tale hot enough to set the screen on fire.

She offers satisfaction above and beyond what is requested.

Lexie’s job as a maid at a five-star hotel doesn’t normally include the unique and risqué form of room service that rich guest Mr. Malena has requested, nor the generous tip he’s offered. Submission and exhibition and a ménage. Lexie can’t resist. What should have been a one-time thing turns into an introduction into the sensual world of customer satisfaction. This is one workplace encounter that could get her fired…or will it?

NOTE: Title previously published as Wine Service (Professional Courtesy 1).

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** Read an Excerpt **

Lexie backed up a step.

“Now, now. Don’t be frightened. Nothing untoward. I promise.”

She snorted. “What exactly is your definition of untoward? I just rode a bottle for your wanking pleasure.”

“That’s all part of wine service. As is what comes next.”

“Next?”

“I didn’t bring it up last night because of how skittish you were, but there is more to it than stuffing that beautiful pussy of yours with a five-hundred-dollar bottle of Chardonnay.”

“Five hun—” She choked on the word. She’d been riding a bottle of Chardonnay that cost five hundred dollars. True, she knew nothing about wines or why one cost more than another—beyond age—but hadn’t known a single bottle could cost five hundred dollars.

“Yes. In honor of you and your first night. I thought it appropriate a five-hundred-dollar woman should ride a five-hundred-dollar bottle.” He wiggled his eyebrows. “Does it get you hot to think about it?”

“You’re insane.” She laughed. “You’re also joking.”

“I’m not. Call Franceska if you don’t believe me.” He gestured to the phone.

She looked at the bottle and then at him. “Five hundred dollars?”

“Yes.”

“Wow.” She’d never had anything that pricey between her legs. Her most expensive toy had barely broken the two hundred mark, and here she’d used a five-hundred-dollar bottle of Chardonnay to get off. “So what else is there? Sex, right?”

“If you want, but not what I had in mind right this instance.” He chuckled. “I’m not as spry as I used to be. I need a little more time to regain my stamina.”

“You look plenty spry to me.” She eyed his semi-erect dick. It hadn’t gone limp after he came. A few well-placed licks would probably have it hard again in an instant.

“Bless you, dear girl. You are good for my ego.” He lifted her hand to his lips and kissed the back. “Now then. After riding the bottle comes drinking the wine.”

“I’m on the clock.”

“Not you. Me. And a little shouldn’t hurt your performance.” He gazed into her eyes. “Unless you’re a lightweight.”

“No, but I don’t want someone to smell alcohol on my breath either.”

“True. True. But you won’t be drinking.”

“So why do you need me?”

He kissed her hand again and ran his tongue up to her wrist. “You’re my glass.”

 

Want more? Read the full first chapter online at DRB1stChp Blog:

http://drb1stchp.com/2015/03/vip-room-service-by-zenobia-renquist/

 

** Bio **

Zenobia Renquist is the alter-ego of D. Renee Bagby. Call her Zen or Renee, she answers to both. Air Force brat turned Air Force wife, she was born in Europe, has lived in Japan and in several states of the US, including Virginia, Florida, North Carolina, Texas, California, Maryland and Hawaii.

She moved a lot in her younger years and remembers all too well being the new kid in fish-out-of-water situations. But those experiences only made her better able to adapt, as well they gave her a love of travel, preferring road trips over flying.

Turning her favorite pastime into her career, Renee loves to build worlds and torture her characters for the enjoyment of her readers. She can’t fill everyday with writing alone, and also enjoys watching anime, reading manga, crocheting, knitting (yarn and mail), and binging shows on Netflix. She’s a Whovian (David Tennant for the win!), a trekkie (DS9 because Odo rocked), and a fan of pretty much every Marvel live action movie and DCU animated movie.

She has a wacky imagination and tends to write all over the place. In order to keep up, she only asks one thing—Leave Your Reality Behind to Discover Different and Unique Romance & Erotica.

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What Lola Wants by JoAnne Kenrick (@joannekenrick)

LONDON DOLLS_LOGO_FinalBam! What Lola Wants is finally here. So get your glad rags out, and your best stilettos…and get ready to sparkle on. For the ultimate girls night out and sexy London set romance, snuggle up with What Lola Wants and brace yourself for a glitzy, fun time.

“The London Dolls series is off to a fun start with What Lola Wants. Romance, a little suspense, and a lot of heat!” ~ Shelli Stevens, NYT Bestselling Author

“A super smart, sassy, and seriously sexy contemporary romance…” ~ Literally Addicted 

I present to you, London Dolls, book one.

What Lola Wants.

 

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Louisa “Lola” Lone flees The Royal Ballet and ends her days as arm-candy to a cheating choreographer. Back in London, she plans to recreate herself and find the happiness success never brought her. But she hasn’t seen her best friend’s brother, the blond surfer who still holds her heart, in years, and worries he may resent her for leaving him for fame and fortune.

Dennis Bay sucks at relationships. Why? Because he can’t get over Lola. A decade after leaving without a glance back, she’s returned and needs support. He wants to pretend she’s just his baby sister’s friend, leave the city, and surf out his emotions on the biggest waves he can find, ultimately forgetting about her. But he can’t deny the frenzy of love and lust the sexy dancer has him in.

Spinning into the dazzling world of burlesque, Louisa hopes to rediscover her confidence and a path back to Dennis. But a stalker lurks in the shadows of her new life and threatens a second chance with her high school crush. Can history and desire overcome all that stands in the way of Dennis and Louisa’s happily ever after?

 

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JoAnne Kenrick is a multi-published author who writes contemporary romances. She was born and raised in a wee seaside town in North Wales, and has traveled far and wide. In true Brit form, she is a teaholic.
She now lives in North Carolina with her very own British hero, where she creates ever afters with a backdrop of those wonderful places she’s visited.

Snuggle into your favorite reading spot, and let JoAnne entertain you with a story of romance and passion…

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Stop by Kay Jaybee’s Place for Tasty Tasters #erotica #romance

Hot DogMany thanks to my lovely friend, Lucy, for allowing me to nip by to tell you about a positive feast of erotic activity going on at my place over the next fortnight.

For the past three years I have dedicated two weeks at the end of each summer to looking back over my own erotica archive, and that of my fellow erotica authors.

Not only is this a great way to read yourself warm as the summer nights fade into autumn, but it is a fantastic opportunity to discover what your favourite authors wrote in the past, and to introduce you to some new writers.

A-Taste-of-PassionYou will be most welcome to come along to my blog at www.kayjaybee.me.uk to sample a delicious menu of tasty tasters between 24th Aug and 6th Sept for 14 hits of erotic heaven!

I can promise you that once you’ve sampled this menu, which includes a hearty portion of Kd Grace, a mouth watering mouthful of Lucy Felthouse, an ice cream scoop of Ashley Lister, and more side dishes than you could ever eat from a host of other experts in the genre, you’ll be more than ready to skip the coffee and mints and head home for some afters of your own…

See you there….

Kay xxxx

Trouble Walked In by Michelle Roth (@mroth_author)

Troublewalkedin-evernightpublishing-jayAheer2015-smallpreviewHi there, everyone! I’m Michelle Roth and I’m here to introduce my latest release, Trouble Walked In [The Forsaken Few 1]. This story started as a submission for the Bad Alpha Anthology but quickly grew out of control with regards to word count. There was no way I was going to be able to tell the story I wanted to in a measly 10,000 words!

Once that was clear, I decided the book was more important than the anthology. It became MUCH easier from then on! Rather than just a wolf shifter story, I decided that I would make this about something larger. Lorelei, Florida was born.

Each forsaken by their own kind, a small community of shifters from all walks of life have come together to form an unbreakable bond that defies the laws of nature. Both the hunters and the hunted stand side by side to protect themselves from all who would threaten their way of life.

This is Ronan and Moira’s story…

The moment Moira Devereaux walks into his bar, Shapeshifter Ronan Kelly knows she’s going to be trouble. No matter how tempting she is, he won’t risk the safety of his makeshift pack. He has every intention of sending her on her way until he hears her compelling story.

When Moira’s father, the mayor of Lorelei, tries to force her to wed a man she doesn’t know, she runs to one place he won’t follow. The local shifter bar. Nothing could have prepared her for the immediate attraction she feels for the owner, Ronan.

In a moment of weakness, Ronan offers her a job and a place to stay despite his misgivings. No one is more shocked than he is when he discovers that she’s his mate. Will he be able to convince her that he’s worth taking a risk on or will he be forced to let her go?

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If you had a free day with no responsibilities and your only mission was to enjoy yourself, what would you do?

I don’t get a whole lot of free time, but when I do, I love to drive out to the national forest and go for a run. When you get deep enough into it, there’s a section where humans don’t travel. There’s something about having my paws in the dirt that makes me feel connected to the universe. Nothing like it.

What impression do you make on people when they first meet you? How about after they’ve known you for a while?

Well now, I think that depends on the person. I’m a big guy, so I think I probably give off a heavy ‘don’t fuck with me’ vibe. Once someone knows me for a while, I think they realize that for my friends, I’m as loyal as they come.

What’s your idea of a good marriage? Do you think that’ll happen in your life?

I’ll let you know if I ever see one. (snorts)  My father treated my mom like an indentured servant. Raised his hands to her on occasion. I can tell you for sure what DOESN’T make a good marriage. Having your alpha mate fucking terrified of you. I- I don’t want to talk about this anymore. Can we move on to something less depressing?

What are you most proud of about your life?

I’ve been on my own since I was 18. Managed to not get myself killed in Iraq and Afghanistan during the war. Came home and worked my ass off until I had enough money to buy the bar. I made something of myself.

And what about something more personal?

I’d say that’s pretty personal.

Why is that so meaningful to you?

When I left home at 18, my old man was just waiting for me to come crawling back to the ready-made life I had waiting for me. I think I shocked them all by making something of myself. Anything that can make that bastard choke on his words is meaningful to me.

What are you most ashamed of in your life?

Shit. You’re really into me talking about my feelings, aren’t you? I’d have to say that leaving my mother behind. She was the only one in my family that showed the least bit of kindness to me. I send cards at Christmas but I have yet to hear back. I doubt I ever will.

If you could spend the day with someone you admire (living or dead or imaginary), who would you pick?

My mother. That woman could give a hug. I don’t know if she’d be inclined to at this point but it’d be worth finding out, I suppose.

Do you think you’ve turned out the way your parents expected?

Not a chance.

What do you believe about God? What do you suppose God thinks of you?

Of course I believe in the Earth Mother. It’s hard to be part wolf and not be able to feel her. When I’m shifted and touching the earth, I can feel her like a heartbeat. It’s comforting.

Is there anything you’ve always wanted to do but haven’t done? What would happen if you did it?

That’s a tough question. I’m my own man, so I basically do whatever I want to. I think I wanna skip this question.

What’s the worst thing that’s happened in your life? What did you learn from it?

War. It’s nasty business. I saw some shit that really screwed me up for a long time. Two tours in Iraq, one in Afghanistan. Dead children. What did I learn? I fucking hate the war.

Tell me about your best friend.

I’ve got a couple. I’d say Ty and Sarge are probably my closest friends. Can we not call them best friends? It sounds like we’re about to slumber party.

What’s the worst thing you’ve ever done to someone? Why?

I’ve killed them. I’m not proud of it, but it was the war, ya know?

What would you like it to say on your tombstone?

No tombstone. Cremate me, please. Throw a party, don’t do any of that somber shit where everyone’s in black.

Describe your ideal mate.

I’m thinking that whole ideal mate thing is just a myth. I somehow don’t think there’s anyone out there for me. It’s a punishment for abandoning my position as Alpha, I think.

What are you most afraid of?

This goes back to the last question. Never being forgiven. I don’t give a shit about my father but, it’s hard to be alone.

What’s the most important thing in your life? What do you value most?

My makeshift pack, I guess. I’d fight for them. Die for them if need be. What’s more important than that?

What do you like best about yourself? Least?

No matter what life throws at me, I move forward. The other side of that coin is that I keep things locked up tight. I wonder if that won’t come back to bite me in the ass some day.

How do you feel about your life right now? What, if anything, would you like to change?

It’s a good life, for the most part. A little bit lonely. I don’t know that I have time for a relationship, really, but it’d be nice at this point in my life. Settle down, have a couple cubs.

Are you lying to yourself about something? What is it?

I don’t think so.

What trait do you most deplore in others?

I can’t stand bullies. People who are mean just to be mean. That sets me off more than anything else. I can forgive a lot but cruelty isn’t one of those things.

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About Michelle:

Michelle Roth is a novelist from the Great White North (Toronto, ON). When she’s not disappearing into foreign lands, or making two perfect strangers that she invented fall in love, she’s probably curled up somewhere with a glass of wine and a good book.

In her spare time she is typically hanging out with her awesome boyfriend and their two equally awesome cats. She likes taking road trips to nowhere in particular, cooking elaborate meals then making other people do the dishes, and being nerdy on the internet. Her books are currently available on Amazon, Nook, Kobo, and any other place that sells absolutely filthy romance novels.

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Eluding Illusions by Wren Michaels (@AuthorWren)

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Emma Banciu dreams about her novels taking on a life of their own. Thanks to a centuries old Gypsy curse, they tend to do just that. Writing with pen and paper she brings things to life, and hell hath no fury like an antagonist scorned. Now she’s on the run from Kyrin, an evil demon warlord who surfaced from one of her first manuscripts. And the only way to get rid of him is to destroy the manuscript.

Enter JG1988, her long-time online friend. He knows nothing of the curse nor the magick Emma possesses. His only wish is to finally meet her in person and take their relationship to the next level. He reveals a surprise of his own when he shows up at Emma’s door as international recording artist Jake Griffin.

Destroying the manuscript will not only get rid of Kyrin, but also end her relationship with Jake. But keeping secrets from him may end up doing just that. In order to survive they’ll resort to love, lies, and a little Gypsy magick.

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Excerpt

Jake lead her into the adjoining room where a baby grand piano sat in the corner.

Turning the piano bench sideways, he sat back and motioned for her to sit in front of him. His arms slid alongside her shoulders as he reached out for the ivory bars, and he tightened his legs against her outer thighs. The heat radiating off him surrounded Emma like a blanket of safety. She snuggled up against his chest as his fingers tickled the keys.

Succumbing to the enchanting melody, her eyes fell closed. His chest pressed against her back, rising and falling as he sang out the verses he wrote just for her, simply titled, Emma’s Song. The words took her breath away how he spoke so lovingly of her through song. Each refrain more passion filled than the one before, pouring his heart out with each note. The emotions welling up inside confused her, as she let herself become entranced by his baritone voice. Fear and happiness pooled in her eyes, releasing in tears that slid over her cheeks.

They met for the first time tonight in person yet it felt like they had known each other all their lives. Their electronic relationship manifesting into something real and tangible excited her, but also scared her to death.

The keys stopped dancing, and the room held a silence marred only by the heaving of Jake’s breath. Reopening her eyes, Emma turned her head toward him. His fingertips pressed against her jaw line, guiding her head as he leaned in. Their lips met with a cautious tenderness. She swung her body around on the seat, raising her hands to encompass his neck. He pulled her closer, parting her lips as he swept his tongue over hers. An innate ache pulsed through her, taking over her self-control. His very touch tingled every nerve along the way.

She slipped her fingers through the back of his wavy hair, massaging his head in rhythm with their exploratory kisses. His breathing grew heavier, as he cradled her in his arms. A startling mixture of sharp chords rang out through the air as her back landed against the keys.

Soft laughter danced through their kiss as Jake picked her up by the hips off the bench and placed her on top of the baby grand. Her chest heaved in succession with the thumping of her heart. He stared at her with such intent she’d never seen. His intense eyes hypnotized her, holding her gaze.

“I’ve pictured this a thousand times, but nothing compares to the actual taste of your lips,” he whispered as he laid her back, brushing the chestnut locks of hair from her face. Lush lips caressed her neck, kissing the delicate skin down the plunging neckline of her dress.

Words made no sense. They circulated in her head, jumbled by the emotions coursing through her. Her body ached for him to take her completely as his hands caressed the length of her body, exploring every inch of her, memorizing every curve.

She dreamed about this moment. He wanted her as much as she wanted him. Her head screamed no, she’d only hurt him. But her heart shouted louder as she let her fingers ride up the length of his forearms, pressing against the hard muscle.

“As breathtaking as you look sprawled across my piano, I have a better idea,” he whispered.

Pulling her to him, he slid her off the piano. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as he carried her to the sofa, laying her beneath him. Carefully, he slid the silken dress above her hips, exposing her stomach where he decorated her skin with the warmth of his tongue and lips. A shiver climbed her spine releasing itself in a vocal aching of want and need.

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Vodou stole her life. A gay ghost stole her boots. And the man who stole her   heart stole her memories. Kena plans to get it all back.

Ex-cop Kena’s life is filled with regret, beer, and Cheetos. That is, until her ghostly roomie sends her dumpster diving, leading her to a sexy stranger named Luc and a fate she’d rather not remember. As Kena’s memories resurface, so do her feelings for Luc, the man she’s secretly been in love with for the last thousand years. And he needs her for more than a stroll down memory lane.

Vodou spirits, known as Loa, have been trapped in human form, and are trying to make their way back to the spirit world. But Luc’s brother is possessed by a vengeance demon conjured at the hands of NOLA’s crime syndicate kingpin. Saving him means damning herself to a spirit prison in a loveless, arranged union with the very man she’s supposed to rescue. But not helping Luc’s brother sentences him to death, leaving New Orleans in the hands of black magick, and losing Luc forever.

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Author Bio:

Wren Michaels hails from the frozen tundra of Wisconsin where beer and cheese are their own food groups. But a cowboy swept her off her feet, and carried her away below the Mason-Dixon line where she promptly lost all tolerance for snow and cold. They decided they’d make beautiful babies together and they got it right on the first try. Now Wren lives happily ever after in the real world and in the worlds of her making, where she creates book boyfriends for the masses to crave.

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Coming Soon: Good Manors by Victoria Blisse. Almost a Historical Novel! (@victoriablisse)

Good ManorsI’ve always fancied writing a historical novel you know, but the research daunts me. I’m not that much of a planner, really. So Good Manors is my way of dipping in a toe. The action takes place at Mallard Hall, a beautiful Georgian country house with many grand rooms left as they would have been in the Hall’s hay day. I had fun playing around with my characters in these rooms and it meant I only had to do a little bit of research…which is about as much as I ever do.  Want to see the results? You’ll need to pick up Good Manors, you can Pre-order now!

Good Manors Coming Soon.

Exclusively download from Totally Bound: 18th August.

General release date: 15th September.

Blurb:

Mallard Hall plays host to games of submission and Dominance for one unique couple, but do the secrets of the past threaten the new bonds being forged?

India Grace, a respected journalist, is assigned to the estate for a behind the scenes look at how it runs. It is the last place in the world she wants to be. Back when she was young and naïve she took a photo of old Lord Mallard, which led to her success and his downfall. She carries the guilt with her to the location and it’s constantly in the back of her mind when she meets the hall’s latest owner, Xander Patrick.

Xander’s father died when he was only thirteen, and he doesn’t hold many good memories of him. He helped his mum build Mallard Hall back up, and since her death struggles to keep it going single-handedly. The last thing he needs is a meddling journalist poking into estate business, especially when the meager profits are mysteriously disappearing.

The two try to keep their distance but find themselves drawn together in many unexpected ways. A meal leads to an investigation of secret passageways and from that India and Xander explore their attraction, using different rooms of the hall for their kinky games.

In the end India’s secret will have to come out, but will it bring the couple closer together or tear them apart?

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of light BDSM and voyeurism.

 

Excerpt:

I wasn’t paying much attention to where I was walking. I never really did, it was like my shoes knew their way around the place without my brain having to give directions. So when I came body to body with a blockage I was quite easily tipped back onto my arse. And as an instinctual reaction I grabbed onto the item that had destabilized me and pulled it down on top of me.

“Oh my God, Xander, I mean, Mr. Patrick, oh shit, are you all right?”

“Yes, I’m fine, are you okay?”

India’s warm curves pressed me down into the soft grass. I tried not to think too much about her body so I wouldn’t embarrass myself.

“Oh, yeah, yeah, nothing broken.” Her gaze kept me pinned down. Her cheeks were flushed and her hair draped forward and into my face, the pink tips tickling my nose.

I wiped it away and hooked it around the back of her ear without thinking.

“Jeez, I should get up off you, shouldn’t I?” She shook her head and scrambled backward.

I watched her breasts swaying in the bright turquoise top and coughed. I hoped she hadn’t caught me leering at her. I couldn’t help it, she fascinated me.

“Sorry, again.” She scrambled to her feet and smoothed down her long, white skirt. “Do you need a hand up?” Thrusting her hand forward, she smiled down at me.

I reached up and took the proffered fingers in mine. I attempted not to put too much of my weight on her as I scrambled up. Her fingers were smooth and delicate, her hand cool in my own. I didn’t want to let go.

“Thanks.” I grinned. “I think I should be the one apologizing. I wasn’t paying any attention to where I was going, I was walking on autopilot.”

“Oh, no, no. I didn’t see you coming either. I was wrapped up in thinking about stuff to add into my article.”

“All good, I hope.” I was still holding her hand and was sure she was as aware of it as I was. I didn’t know how to let it go. I mean, clearly I knew physically what to do, but I was caught in the awkwardness of the situation. I didn’t want to be the one to let go first, I didn’t want her to think I was eager to get away. An awkward schoolboy had nothing on me. Hot cheeks, tapping foot, dried mouth. I might not be the heart and soul of a party but usually I was cool, calm, collected and able to hold a whole conversation with someone without dithering. Not with India, though.

“It’s a secret.” She winked. Squeezed my hand and let it drop. “I don’t tell anyone before it comes out in the magazine.”

Oh God, she thinks I’m an idiot.

I cringed internally. Clearly all the weird chemistry stuff was on my side only. I’d have to restrain myself.

“Sure, of course, well, I better go. I’ve got so much to do.”

I didn’t wait to hear what else she had to say. I walked off, but I might as well have run away crying. It was so obvious I was making a tactical retreat. I didn’t have time or energy to waste on being infatuated with a woman. Especially a journalist. Mum had often tried to match-make me with suitable women. She’d not even have put India down on a reserves list. I resigned myself to a life of singledom, dead on track to becoming a crazy sheep man.

Good Manors is available to pre-order now from Totally Bound!

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Victoria BlisseVictoria Blisse is a mother, wife, Christian, Manchester United fan and award winning erotica author. She is also the editor of several Bigger Briefs collections, and the co-editor of the fabulous Smut Alfresco, Smut in the City and Smut by the Sea Anthologies.

Victoria is also one of the brains behind the fabulous Smut events, days and nights dedicated to erotica, fun and prizes. Check out http://ilovesmut.uk for more details.

She is equally at home behind a laptop or a cooker and she loves to create stories, poems, cakes and biscuits that make people happy. She was born near Manchester, England and her northern English quirkiness shows through in all of her stories.

Passion, love and laughter fill her works, just as they fill her busy life.

You can find often find Victoria procrastinating on Facebook http://facebook.com/victoriablisse, Twitter http://twitter.com/victoriablisse  and Pinterest http://pinterest.com/victoriablisse

To find out more check out http://victoriablisse.co.uk