Divulging Secrets by Lynn Burke (@AuthorLynnBurke)

by | Mar 9, 2018 | | 1 Comment

Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Art Work: Jay Aheer, Simply Defined Art
Keywords: Romance, Contemporary, Suspense

Divulging SecretsBlurb:

Candace Lake’s testimony against her father landed her in the Witness Protection program. With a new identity comes a new beginning, one based on lies and loneliness. How can she find someone to share her future with when a relationship without trust at its foundation won’t stand the storms of life?

Tom Berkley didn’t expect his new tenant to make him question his solitary lifestyle in the backwoods of Maine. He also didn’t expect to be caught up in the secrets of her past that bring his own tragic ones to the forefront of his mind.

The sizzling chemistry between them can’t be ignored, but when the threats from Candace’s turbulent past catch up with her, can she trust Tom enough to protect her from the price on her head?

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*****

EXCERPT:

I followed the two marshals carrying the four suitcases I’d been allowed to pack. Nothing personal, no documents. No electronics. I had been forced to leave behind Butter, my old tabby that I had gotten for my tenth birthday. The locket my late mother had inscribed with my name and gifted to me on my sweet sixteenth birthday still lay inside its velvet box, left with one final longing, loving gaze, same as I’d done with her in a satin-lined coffin five years earlier.

Boston’s spring air chilled me through as we stepped outside, and I gladly climbed into the dark-windowed sedan, wrapped my sweater tight around me, and allowed myself one last look at the condo Papa had bought for me.

Papa.

My throat thickened, and welling tears blurred my vision. I had unknowingly helped him smuggle millions of dollars’ worth of stolen gems and jewelry to and from overseas.

I had knowingly helped put him behind bars in return for leniency in my own sentencing. But freedom had cost me my life.

Everyone and everything I had known for twenty-five years lay in my past, and a new beginning loomed before me. Where, I had no clue—and I couldn’t bring myself to care. My luxurious condo … gone. My group of friends … gone. The gym I’d been going to for yoga classes since moving to Boston for college … gone. The diploma I had received from Harvard Law School with Lila Scorzoni written on it would never hang on my wall.

I followed the marshals aboard a small, private jet inside a hangar at Boston’s Logan. Settling onto one of the seats, I tipped my head back and shut my eyes.

The knot in my stomach had twisted months earlier when my lawyer suggested testifying against Papa to save my own ass. The nauseating twist had yet to relent, but at least I’d lost those damn freshman twenty I’d picked up over the years spent in college.

The only good thing to come from the fucked-up situation that was my life.

I heaved a sigh and turned my head, opening my eyes as the plane sped down the runway. We lifted into the air, leaving my home behind. Forever.

Drawing easy breaths had proven difficult since finding out Papa wasn’t the successful business man—honest one—I’d always thought. His communications business at the office building downtown worked as a front for his shady dealings. The board of six who had helped to oversee said company, nothing more than a band of thieves.

Witness protection.

My mind chewed on the two words, but I wondered how protected I would be. Four of Papa’s associates were in the slammer, thanks to me, and two who had last been seen overseas—one in Rome, the other in Paris—still wandered free. Two men with the connections and motive to do away with me. Money at their disposal and without doubt, thugs or hitmen on their payroll.

Where could the WITSEC plant me that would be safe from such men?

Nowhere, I feared.

*****

ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

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Mid Week Tease: “Thank you. You’re pretty damn sexy, yourself.” #MWTease #reverseharem #whychoose

by | Mar 7, 2018 | | 14 Comments

mid-week-tease-buttonHi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! I’m continuing with teases from my reverse harem romance novel, Mia’s Men. It’s the first in The Heiress’s Harem series, and is out now! It’s also now in Kindle Unlimited, so you can read it as part of your subscription. This week’s snippet follows on from last week’s – things are hotting up! 😉

Mia's MenShe drank him in greedily, from his already-mussed hair to his bare feet, with particular focus on the parts that lay in between. She’d seen his top half many times before, when he’d worked shirtless in the gardens, but this was different. This was sexual, and she wasn’t just going to look. He had the broad shoulders and well-muscled arms of a manual worker, as well as the softly-defined pectorals and six-pack of someone who worked out occasionally. A trail of dark hair led tantalisingly from his belly button to the top of his pubic bone, where it spread out into a neatly-trimmed mat, springing from which was his thick, uncut cock.

Mia briefly admired his meaty thighs, before returning her gaze to the appendage that thrust rudely up from their apex. She grinned widely before looking up to meet his eyes, seeing that his own had darkened with need as he mirrored her inspection of him. “Like what you see?” she asked, playfully jutting a hip and placing her hand on it.

“What do you think?” he replied, his tone incredulous as he gestured at his erection. “I told you you’re as sexy as hell.”

“Thank you. You’re pretty damn sexy, yourself.”

“So why don’t you do something about it?”

Closing the distance between them, she purred, “I intend to”, before straddling him and settling on his lap. She gasped at the heat of his skin as their bare bodies met, and couldn’t resist grinding against his cock, which poked up between them.

Thomas growled and shot his hands out, where they hovered for a moment as he struggled with indecision, then apparently decided on getting the best of both worlds—cupping a breast with one, and clutching at a naked buttock with the other.

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Zero Tolerance (Elite Escorts #4) by Lynn Burke (@AuthorLynnBurke)

by | Mar 6, 2018 | | 1 Comment

Publisher: Evernight Publishing
Art Work: Jay Aheer, Simply Defined Art
Keywords: Erotic, Romance, Contemporary, BDSM, Suspense

*Warning: BDSM, anal sex, anal toys

Blurb: As the owner of Elite Escorts, Micah Fox’s material needs are met, but money isn’t everything. Watching his friends all settle down makes him realize he needs a woman of his own. The one thrust into his life, however, is unable to tolerate physical contact. Not exactly the ideal submissive he can dominate. Can he truly be happy without kink in his life?

Faced with her new boss, Jasmine Swift experiences a hunger to touch—and be touched—for the first time in twelve years. Psychological baggage from her childhood has always hindered any hope of a normal relationship, let alone one with a man as dominant as Micah. Passion flares to life between them, however, and Jasmine blossoms under Micah’s touch.
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When her past returns to haunt her present, it threatens everything. Love and peace can be found in true submission if only Jasmine can trust her Sir.

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EXCERPT:

Tense silence zapped between us, but she didn’t lower her head like usual when she seemed uncomfortable. Her pale-green eyes peered at me with a hint of question. Insecurity. But the pupils dominated, and the pulse jumped in her neck.

“Have you dreamed about me touching you?” I heard myself ask.

So much for inappropriate.

“Yes,” she whispered.

I wouldn’t touch her, but I wasn’t about to pass up the opportunity to enjoy every fucking inappropriate bit of information I could get passed her lips. “How?”

“You mean how do you touch me in my dreams?” Her low, husky voice rushed the blood to my cock, but I didn’t bother trying to hide the fact she turned me on.

I nodded.

“Gently.” She swallowed, but held my gaze. “With your fingertips until I grow accustomed to your touch.”

“Where do I touch you?” My voice sounded strangled in my ears.

“Here.” She lifted her hand and glanced at her palm.

“Where else? Put your wine down and show me.” I relaxed back into the chair, legs spread, giving her an eyeful of the hard ridge lining my jeans.

Her attention drifted down between my legs, her lips parting on a sharp inhale as her trembling hand set the wine glass on the table beside her. When she sat back, she uncrossed her legs, but kept her thighs together, the darkness beneath the skirt beckoning to me. “H-here.” She trailed her fingers up her arm, over her collarbone where she lingered. Up her neck. Over her lips.

I groaned. “Where else do I touch you?”

She swallowed, gaze still on my cock, and ran her hand back down her neck and over the swell of her breasts.

“Show me.” My Dom voice took over, and she followed the command without hesitation, slipping her hand up inside her tank top.

Lower lip between her teeth, she squirmed on the couch, same as when I’d caught her drooling over sex toys online.

“Is my touch still gentle?” I asked, my attention glued to the hand moving beneath her shirt, hiding one of the hard nipples pressing against the cotton.

“N-not so much.” Her needy tone brought another groan to my lips.

“What else do I do in your dreams?”

Face red, she closed her eyes. “You suck on my breasts. Bite my nipples.”

“And do you like it?”

“Yes,” she gasped and clenched her legs together.

Fucking heaven, I mused, watching her touch her breasts. I’d never wanted a woman so much in my fucking life. “Are you turned on right now?”

She swallowed and nodded.

“Where else do I touch you, Jasmine?”

“D-down there.”

Fuck, yes. “Lift your skirt and show me.” Every tense muscle in my body ached to move, but I held myself still. Waiting.

She didn’t even hesitate, but shimmied the skirt up to her hips.

Pink, fucking panties.

With one finger, she skimmed down the lace covering her pussy from me.

“Goddamn,” I groaned, my own fingers digging into my knees.

She slid her fingertip beneath the edge of her panties and rubbed up over her clit, a gasp parting her lips and tipping her head back.

I found myself stroking my cock through my jeans. “Do I make you come in your dreams, Jasmine?”

“Yes,” she whispered, eyes still clenched shut.

“Show me how.”

With one hand, she pulled her panties to the side. Pink lips glistened beneath a thatch of blonde curls.

Drooling, I stroked myself and stared as she pressed two fingers of her right hand into her pussy.

She moaned, slowly fucking herself with her fingers, hips grinding her against her hand.

“I want to watch you come, Jasmine,” I murmured, lifting my attention to her face as little noises flew past her parted lips. “Open your eyes and look at me.”

Panting, she did as told, hazed, pale-green eyes peering my way. A sharp inhale lifted her chest, and her back bowed off my couch. “O-oh!” Her breath caught again, and she shuddered, crying out. I squeezed my cock to keep from blowing my load in my jeans, my blood rushing and ears ringing as she slowly settled, her breaths slowing. “If you ever decide you want me to touch you for real,” I murmured, “you only need to ask.”

 

OTHER BOOKS IN THE ELITE ESCORTS SERIES:

Third Wheel:  https://www.authorlynnburke.com/third-wheel.html

Second Go-Round: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/second-go-round.html

First Time: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/first-time.html

ABOUT LYNN BURKE:

Lynn Burke is a full time mother, voracious gardener, and scribbler of spicy romance stories. A country bumpkin turned Bay Stater, she enjoys her chowdah and Dunkin Donuts when not trying to escape the reality of city life.

Website: https://www.authorlynnburke.com/

Blog: http://authorlynnburke.blogspot.com/

Facebook: https://www.facebook.com/Author-Lynn-Burke-555282497937461/

Twitter: https://twitter.com/AuthorLynnBurke

To Plan a Seduction by EmKay Connor (@EmKayConnor) #lovemehard

by | Mar 1, 2018 | | 0 Comments

To Plan a SeductionABOUT THE BOOK:

Just one hour. That’s the promise billionaire Anthony Ferrari makes to himself when pressured by his younger sister to attend her latest fund-raising event. One hour and then he can retreat to his high-rise condo to spend the rest of the evening with his favorite companion—a tumbler of Glenfiddich 1937. But some promises are made to be broken. At least that’s what Anthony tells himself when his interest is hooked by an elegant redhead with a knack for disappearing.

Tiffany Delaney—just Delaney to her clients—has worked her ass off to earn a rep as one of the best event planners in New York City. Thanks to a last minute break when her competition flakes out on what promises to be one of the holiday season’s premiere events, her success is virtually guaranteed. Too bad about that policy she has on not mixing business and pleasure because a one-night stand with the super-hot guy in a tux who keeps trapping her in dark corners would be the perfect way to celebrate.

When Anthony discovers the mysterious woman he can’t stop fantasizing about is the city’s most in-demand event planner, he hires her to plan a perfect, over-the-top romantic Valentine’s Day evening for two. What Tiffany doesn’t know is that the dream date she’s planning is a scene for seduction…hers!

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*****

EXCERPT

A pleased smile unfurled across the man’s face, revealing even, white teeth and twin pockets dimpling each cheek. His dark hair was combed back from a wide brow. At first glance, his brown eyes looked slumberous until she became aware of their compelling depths and how intently he stared at her.

“I saw you from up there.” He waved toward the balcony. “When I came down, you’d disappeared. Now I’ve found you hiding from the other guests.”

He thought she was hiding?

Heat sparked in her belly, but it wasn’t anger or annoyance. She might not have dated recently, but she recognized the slow, steady burn of physical attraction.

The guy with the mellow voice, sexy eyes and lean physique was exactly the type of man she fantasized about. If she closed her eyes, she could imagine how he would taste and feel and…

She reminded herself she didn’t mix business and pleasure. Damn it.

If she ever needed a good enough reason to break that rule, here it was. Six feet of luscious manliness with killer dimples and bedroom eyes.

*****

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

EmKay Connor is the author of sexy, sassy contemporary romantic fiction infused with quirky humor and engaging characters. Her bright and breezy romances are set in tropical locations and glamorous destinations where her heroes and heroines discover passion and fall in love. Her manuscripts have finaled and won numerous contests, including Spring Into Romance, The Unpublished Beacon and RWA’s prestigious Golden Heart. She lives and writes in northeastern Florida.

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Mid Week Tease: The level of Mia’s need spiralled out of control. #MWTease #reverseharem #whychoose

by | Feb 28, 2018 | | 11 Comments

mid-week-tease-buttonHi everyone,

Welcome back to Mid Week Tease! I’m continuing with teases from my reverse harem romance novel, Mia’s Men. It’s the first in The Heiress’s Harem series, and is out now! It’s also now in Kindle Unlimited, so you can read it as part of your subscription. This week’s snippet follows on from last week’s – things are hotting up! 😉

Mia's Men“Well, I’ve enjoyed what we’ve been doing so far, but I think we can improve on that…” Apparently done talking, he scooped her up against him and sealed his lips to hers once more.

She relaxed into his embrace and looped her arms around his neck, glad to have the use of both hands. They picked up where they’d left off—their kiss frantic and frenzied, their mouths and tongues working hard, and their lips crushed bruisingly together.

The level of Mia’s need spiralled out of control. She wanted to fuck Thomas, and she wanted it now. She began walking, pushing him backwards towards the three-seater sofa. He stumbled a little at first, but once he realised what she was doing, he went willingly, pulling her along with him. When they reached the sofa, Mia stepped back, then gave Thomas a shove so he fell back onto the cushions.
His resultant chuckle died in his throat as she unzipped her hoodie. He remained silent as she pulled it off and tossed it onto the armchair she’d recently vacated, then bent and removed her socks. Once she’d straightened, she jerked her chin towards him, her eagerness making her impatient. “Now you.”

Without taking his eyes from her, he toed off his own socks and ditched his hoodie. The black T-shirt he wore was just loose enough that she couldn’t make out his muscles beneath it. Figuring there was an easy solution to that, Mia pointed and said with a smirk, “That, too. In fact, why don’t you just get naked?”

With a lazy lift of his right shoulder, he shot back, “I will if you will.”

“You’re on.” Thankful for the warmth the fire was now pumping out, Mia undressed, her arousal making her clumsy. Once the remainder of her clothes rested in a haphazard pile on top of her hoodie, she turned her attention to Thomas, who had, by now, divested himself of his own garments and retaken his seat. And wow, was he worthy of that attention.

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A Valentine Reunion by Lita Lawson (@AuthorLita) #lovemehard

by | Feb 26, 2018 | | 0 Comments

BLURB:

What’s the sister of the bride to do when the stripper hired for the bachelorette party cancels? She finds a replacement. But during a rare ice storm in Nashville, Whitney Jefferson discovers that good looking men in the cozy hotel bar are few and far between. And the only man available happens to be the one who broke her heart almost ten years ago.

Hunter Campbell, a former one-hit country singer, will do anything to reconnect with the one woman he can’t forget. Will Hunter’s performance convince Whitney to risk her heart again?

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*****

EXCERPT:

Her fingers furiously texted on her phone. Unfortunately, it didn’t change the fact she had no stripper for the evening. Tapping her toe in disgust, she went down the hallway that joined the reception are and the bar for more privacy.

“Dam it to hell and back,” Whitney said just as she heard the squeak of door hinges in the hallway. She turned around, only to be caught in the ??? of one sexy brawny man.

“Why, I never heard such vile words coming from the rosiest lips I did have the pleasure of kissing,”

Whitney furrowed her brow, not recognizing the man.

“Oh, my mortally wounded heart. You don’t remember me?”

The man stepped from the hallway shadows until light shone on his face.

Him? Shock prevented her from saying anything. It couldn’t be. She hadn’t seen him since that night….the night he broke her heart.

“Ah, I see you remember me now.”

She felt her face burn in shame remembering the things he had done, they had done together. And her heart beat faster just remembering his lips. Everywhere. Then there.

“Hunter,” her voice squeaked his name out.

“Whitney,” he moved a step forward.

Shocked he remembered her name, she couldn’t stop her mouth from gaping open in surprise.

Taking another step forward until he was so near her she felt his heat, his electricity. Him.

Gathering her wits about her she retorted, “I’m surprised you remember my name.”

“How could I forget you?”

“Humph. Well you did since I never heard from you again.”

He clasped her hands in his. The electricity skittered along her nerves and settled in her nether areas.

“I’m sorry about that. Things were pretty crazy back then. I trust life has been good to you?”

She shrugged her shoulders. What would life had been like if he had called her. Would they have fallen madly in love? Would she be Mrs. Campbell? She doubted it. He was a player then, and most likely remained one today.

“I’m here doing some business. I’m getting ready to grab a bite to eat in the bar. Care to join me?”

Oh, the audacity. He thinks he can pick up where they left off ten years later just like that?

“I already have plans. In fact,” she pulled her hands from his, “I actually have a something to take care of and don’t really have the time.”

“Maybe a rain check?”

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*****                                                        

USA Today Bestselling Author Lita Lawson

I fell in love with romance and alpha males when I watched Gone With The Wind with my mother. I’ve been an avid reader since I was young, and have always had an active imagination. I prefer my males to be alpha, the sexier the better!

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