Wednesday, July 25, 2012


Oh, I'm so honored to have Elizabeth J. Kolodziej in my crib today! She's sharing with us a little Christmas in July! Please give a warm welcome and don't forget to leave a comment after reading. Take it away Elizabeth!
Hello everyone! I am Elizabeth J. Kolodziej, PNR (Paranormal Romance) author of The Last Witch Series. However, I am currently trying my hand at the erotica genre in an attempt to broaden my horizons. Sascha Illyvich (Sizzler Editions) as been a great help for me entering the genre and getting more novellas out there. My first novellas is within the novella listed below. I really hope you check it out and let me know what you think of my first erotica novella!

The Sexiest Time of the Year:

Erotic Encounters of the Yule Season

During the holiday season everyone's thoughts turn to amour. Everyone has an idea of what kind of romantic or sexual encounter they want as a present. No wonder it is the sexiest time of the year. Have a happy, merry, and - best of all - kinky holiday season with this anthology of yule erotica! Wishes are fulfilled from true love to forbidden sexual longings in these stories by Clarice Clique, JP Archer And Lani Rhea, Elizabeth J. Kolodziej, and edited by master of erotic romance, Sascha Illyvich! 

Demon Protection Plan By Elizabeth Kolodziej Synopsis: Kasidy is a 26 year old, independent smart-ass whose mouth should be washed out with soap. On top of that, she’s half-demon with daddy issues and has a fiery temper, literally. Kasidy unknowingly gets herself involved with a mob take down and ends up forced into witness protection under the stoic Officer Decland Kerrigan for God knows how many weeks. How will she survive, especially when neither one of them can stand each other? And will she be able to live under the watchful eye of a mortal and protect her half demon identity while mobsters and demons alike come to take her and Decland both out for good? 

Winter by Clarice Clique Synopsis: This story brings us a young woman’s journey. Have the gods really chosen her and just what have they chosen her for? So many questions remain unanswered for the young woman. All she knows is that she is not destined to die like Therion has declared. While she may not know her own name she does know what she feels, especially what she feels for her prince. 

The Ark Hotel-Before the Dawn By JP Archer and Lani Rhea Synopsis: The story gives you Noah and Angie’s story. On the run from an abusive relationship Angie finds herself in a small town and at the mercy of strangers. Little does Angie know but the very thing that has prompted her reason to run is connected to the man she turns to for help. 


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Saturday, July 21, 2012

SCP Summer Scavenger Hunt

SCP official Scavenger Hunt- Kindle Fire and many more prizes

Welcome to the 
Secret Cravings Publishing 
Summer Scavenger Hunt!


You were linked from my Website to My Blog to find the parasailing picture. Check my pages to find it! A PDF of my latest release (Nightfall: Fantasies Fulfilled) is yours if you follow my blog or FB page, or Twitter, or Goodreads! Winner selected by Easy Peasy! Don't forget to visit SCP Blog for other participants. (Click SCP Official Scavenger Hunt above for link)
Prizes include-
Grand Prize- Kindle Fire
First Place- $50 gift certificate to SCP's website
Second Place- $25 gift certificate to SCP's website

Please visit as many SCP authors' blogs as you can for more chances to win individual prizes as well as the Kindle Fire being offered by Secret Cravings Publishing. 
Please enter a valid email address and a comment at each blog stop for individual author prizes.
To be eligible for the grand prizes please follow these directions.
Find the summertime themed picture- pictures will be one-click away from the blogs' main page.
Please DO NOT leave the description of the picture in the comment section of every blog-
this will eliminate you from the grand prize awards.
Save all those answers and email answers/descriptions to
*All answers for picture description must be in ONE email to the above mentioned email address. 

Winners and main prizes will be announced on Tuesday, July 24, 2012 here and on Secret Cravings facebook fan page. 

All winners will be drawn randomly through 

Friday, July 13, 2012

The Playroom: BDSM Blog Hop July 14-21


Does getting spanked get you off? What about being tied up, teased mercifully, tortured with pleasure and pain until you can't tell the difference between them . . .

Or do you prefer just to read about it?

Whether you live the lifestyle, play in it from time to time, or simply fantasize about all the things a hunky, whip wielding hottie could do to you, you're going to love this hop! Hosted by THE PLAYROOM: BDSM Author's Blog, the BDSM Unleashed Giveaway Hop brings together authors and readers of a genre which is by no means new, but has recently stepped into the mainstream spotlight. To kick things off, 7 of the Playroom authors will post during the hop about their love for the genre. Comments on The Playroom Blog posts will count as entries to win the BDSM UNLEASHED GRAND PRIZE of $100 gift card to e-tailer of choice. The BDSM Unleashed Giveaway Hop is July 14th-21st. 

As my part of the Giveaway, all you have to do is follow me (tab on the right) AND leave a comment on this post and you'll be entered for a PDF copy of Born to Play! Below is a never before seen excerpt and you can go to the Tab above under the Born Vampire Series and learn more about the world I've created. As an extra bonus, I've also given a little tease of a work in progress I've titled Master the Knight. Let me know what you think keeping in mind it hasn't gone through a formal editing process. It's rough but tasty enough to show right now.

Don't forget to link back to The Playroom for the list of other participants at the end of the post. LINK HERE or fill out the form at the end of this post to enter the GRAND PRIZE.

As a warm-up and for those who are new to BDSM, some basic terms. Of course, regionally there may be differences, but these are basic terminology/definition of terms.

Age Play - A type of role play to gratify a fetish surrounding age; typically daddy/child or mommy/child fantasies.

Bondage and Discipline, B&D - A classic term referring to several sexual practices including: bondage, slave training, corporal punishment, and dominant/submissive role play.

Brat - A bottom who enjoys struggling against control or challenging the top. Brattiness has a wide spectrum from the playful 'uppity bottom' to the smart-ass masochist. Some brats are 'testing' their dominant, others have a desire to be 'conquered and tamed,' while some simply do not wish to be controlled.

Cane and Caning - Traditional canes are flexible rattn or bamboo optionally having a leather wrapped handle. modern canes may be plastic or fiberglas. Caning is the art of using a can on a bottom (not derriere, but the one accepting the cane. :))

Clamp, clamping - Nipple clamps, clothespins, and binder clips are used to pinch or squeeze a small bit flesh. The target areas for clamping are nipples, cocks, vulvas, and other erotically sensitive areas such as the sides of the torso and inner thighs. Weights can be added to increase the rigor.

Edge Play - Erotic role play near or at the edge of a submissive's or dominant's limits. The term also refers to activities that carry a higher than usual element of risk.

Fire and Ice - The use of hot and cold for sexual stimulation, especially hot wax dripped from a candle and ice applied to the skin.

Humiliation - Playful embarrassment or humbling a person by teasing them about their sexual desires can be part of erotic control. Humiliation in SM can paradoxically build a person's self-esteem rather than tearing it down by reinforcing their sexuality. Real attacks on a person's self-worth or sexuality, or manipulations designed to break their spirit are abuse not within the appropriate practice of SM.

Limit - The boundaries of SM activities set by both dominant and submissive during negotiation defining what each is willing and unwilling to do within a scene. Limits apply to roles, levels of dominance and submission, and duration of time, as well as physical activities such as whipping, paddling, etc.

Pain Slut - A masochist who derives pleasure from physical pain.

Play - Participating in an SM scene or SM scene activity.

Ponygirl, Ponyboy  - A classic SM fantasy immortalized in art and literature. Typical pony garb includes a horsehair tail attached to a buttplug, a bit gag and/or bridle headharness, and reins. Often very high heels, a corset, and feather plumes in the hair are added. The arms are typically bound behind the back. Pony activities range from being displayed and directed by rein to being ridden or pulling a cart.

Power Exchange - The empowerment of the dominant by the submissive's surrender to his/her control. Power exchange is consensual and should be well-negotiated. The depth of the power yielded by the submissive is equal to level of responsibility assumed by the dominant.

Sensory Deprivation - Restricting or diluting a submissive's ability to use one of more of his/her senses of touch, hearing, sight, taste, or smell as a part of an SM scene.

Violet Wand - A static electricity generator, frequently with multiple glass attachments including: globes, thin tubes, fork-shaped tubes, etc., used to send virtually harmless, violet-colored static 'lightning' to a submissive's skin.

Visualization - The use of storytelling and verbal fantasy sharing to achieve a mood or desired mind set prior to, or during a scene.
*Side note* That's what we authors try to achieve in our writing.

And last but not least the most important thing to know for BDSM:

Safe, Sane, and Consensual - Characterizes the acceptable play within the SM community; players adhere to safety precautions within their activities, do not participate in practices that will injure their partners (mentally or physically), and obtain consent by negotiating scenes and scene related activities before carrying them out.

This list is short, sweet and basic information which may or may not be informative to those reading my blog today. I incorporate these and other terms in my writing of BDSM to be responsible and realistic. 

Now, enjoy the excerpts and don't forget to link back to the main Blog to visit other participants and fill out the form below for your chance to win prizes other than here. Good luck!

Born to Play EXCERPT:
“You mean you can’t read my mind?” Her voice exuded playfulness, a quality Gregori particularly liked in his women, but rarely found. Most of them tried too hard, forcing the play. Kitten seemed natural and he liked it, liked her playfulness very much indeed.
“I find yours is a bit scattered and I’m having some trouble deciphering what is real and what isn’t in that brain of yours.”
“Hmmph, are you making some off-handed blonde remark because if it is I ought to…”
With a raised brow and an upturned corner of his mouth, he playfully said, “I’m not sure what you mean, Candi Hartz, but I find your mind quite refreshing compared to the women I encounter most evenings.”
“You’re trying to be sweet and charming, but it’s not working on me, I assure you. I’ve been researching your kind and what you do and how to fight you too.”
“And how’s it working for you? You’re staring at me with such intensity and I sense your attraction for me. Do you deny those feelings?”
“Attraction? Not likely. It’s just that…well, you’re such a young looking man, I mean vamp, I mean you look like a baby compared to me. I can’t get over this whole concept of vampires living a long time without aging. By the way, how old are you?”
“Does it matter? Suffice it to say, I’m old enough to know how to handle a woman like you.”
“Ooohhh, I don’t need handling and according to my soon to be ex-husband, I’m not worth keeping around either, as you were so quick to point out earlier.”
“He’s a fool. Last night, I discerned beauty and sensuality before I knew who you were. Don’t doubt yourself, Candi. I could spend an eternity making you happy, bringing you endless pleasure, and never tiring doing so. Now that is something you can write about.”
“Hmm. A story between a mortal and a vampire. Do you think the subject characters would make for a good story?” She paused. “I don’t think so.”
“I want to show you how. Say you’ll freely stay and learn, Candi. There is no strength in denial. Choose this. Don’t let your brain talk you out of what you need. If you say yes, then you agree to trust no matter what I ask, I will keep you safe. Let me have a month with you and reveal to you I’m not all bad and how a true master treats his submissive woman.”
“Whoa there. I’m not submissive. I can take care of myself.”
“You think so? My sweet Katje, you are very much a submissive woman and in a month I can teach you how to find happiness and in return, you learn about me and my domain for this book you want to write. You can access my knowledge of vampires enough for a limitless amount of books if you want.” He lowered his hands, stood back, and smiled. “I want to spend time with you, Katje. Let me train you in the way your body begs to live. No, craves to live.” He reached up and ran his fingers from her cheek, down along the jawline, ending at the chin, tilting it up slightly.
“Are you kidding?” She jerked her head from his fingertips. “Spend a month with you? Don’t disguise your ulterior motive for my blood by saying this is for my benefit. You want me to be your meal ticket every night. I don’t think so.”
“I can feed off anyone. I don’t want you for your blood, Candi. I want you for your sex.” He cocked his head, raising a brow, and added, “Although, the sex mixed with the blood is more exciting.”
“Aagh! You think I’m supposed to change my mind after such a crude remark? I’m not staying with you. Not one month. Not one night! I’m leaving now and the piece of paper I signed is worthless.” Again, Candi turned to leave.
Gregori’s patience waned and he rushed by her to block the path to exit, and her face showed a startled reaction. This woman tried his patience, but damn he loved her determination and feistiness. “No, you’re mine by contract, by employment contract, totally enforceable and we can do this easy or hard. Your choice.”
“Employment contract? To do what? Oh, let me guess…sex?”
“Yes, sex would be one part of the agreement, but I will show you my world. I can provide you enough material, you could write ten books, or twenty, whatever your heart’s desire. Say you’ll stay with me.”
“My choice?” She crossed her arms and bit her bottom lip. “I don’t know about this whole arrangement. I don’t have control of my thoughts or body when around you. Don’t deny you’re using mind control shit on me, I know it.”
“I’m not using mind control shit as you say. Come play with me, Candi, for your research…for your pleasure…for one month.”
He watched her struggle with a decision. Listening to her thoughts without coercion seemed strange to him, but he knew his persuasion worked. Her mind raced, her heart beat loudly, and her breathing became pronounced. She swallowed hard. Her thoughts were contemplating having sex with him. This pleased him. The idea at first repulsed her, but she couldn’t explain away the strong attraction she harbored for him. This thought pleased him more. Damn, he had her insides all twisted and her panties soaking wet. He fought not to persuade her further, wanting her to come to him freely. Why? He didn’t know why he cared to have her without coercion. Normally, with any other woman, he wouldn’t be having this kind of discussion. The woman would be naked, in his arms, and in bed. But, this woman, his Kitten, she was different. He severed the mind touch.
Fuck, I’m so screwed!
“One night?” She countered sheepishly.
“Hmm, not long enough. Two weeks.” He parried back.
Closing her eyes, she breathed in deep. “One week? And you tell me everything I want to know about you, this lifestyle, and vampires, right?”
Grinning, he trailed his fingers down her cheek to her chin, lifting slightly. “You drive a hard bargain, Candi Hartz. I can start with a week and yes, I’ll tell you everything I know.” Or not.
The haughty grin and self-satisfied expression framing her face spoiled any illusions he had of controlling her tonight. Taking it slow was the way to play with his Kitten.
Gregori expelled a rough sigh, lowering his mouth within inches of her lips. Open for me. She complied as his mouth took hers, devouring her as if he couldn’t get enough. Tasting just as sweet and delectable as he thought she would, her lips were soft and supple. Her tongue avidly sought his out, returning the kiss.
Gregori groaned and slid his hand into her blonde tresses, deepening the embrace. Candi sighed into his mouth, running her hands up the front of his shirt to grasp his shoulders. The feel of her touch sent an electric shock down his spine and he let out another groan, deeper this time.
Running his free hand leisurely along her side and around to a supple breast, he cupped it through the soft material of her dress. He couldn’t stop, faced with a short time line. Apparently she didn’t want him to stop his ministrations. Although she trembled under his touch, she moaned and arched against him. He could feel the heat of her pussy through their clothes as she pressed up against his burgeoning hard cock. Damn, she turned him on like no other woman. His nostrils flared with the scent of her sweet arousal. More than he anticipated. Her body tensed, but slowly melted into his caress, molding close to him. Her lips tasted like cherries and he wanted more. His tongue licked a path down her neck and the bloodlust fired in his veins.
A whimper slipped from her lips.
Candi was his, and if all he had was a week, then he had better make damn sure every minute counted.

SNEEK PEAK of Master the Knight:
She blinked into the darkness of the blindfold, contemplating how her life changed after moving to New York to follow her dream, to this. A tingle between sore legs brought her back from the questioning thoughts. She twitched.
“Hmm, you like the sensation, don’t you?” The velvety-soft voice of the man spoke so softly, she wasn’t sure if it belonged to Sir. Of course, it had to be him. He wouldn’t let another man touch me this way, would he?
Nodding, she tried to form some coherent words to speak, but the gag Sir placed in her mouth prevented any audible speech. Drool slid out the corners of her mouth as she struggled to remain unmoved by his demands. The flicking along her bare skin by the instrument of torture he used sent erotic electric charges through every nerve-ending. The soft and delicate piece felt like a feather at first, but at this point in the evening, she couldn’t distinguish anything, only the pleasure she received from the caress. The pain in her legs from not moving mounted, mixing with the exquisite touches he delivered.
“I see you’re eager, but don’t move, pet.” The delicate stroking of the tickler traveled along her skin, trailing circles over her hip bones then lower to each thigh.
Khari breathed deep, trying desperately to remain focused and obey his strong order not to move. She failed, shuddering from the stirring emotions fluttering through her body. For several hours, he’d been building her up until she was one large mass of hypersensitive nerve-endings ready to ignite.
His touch and the release of the restraints at her ankles signaled what would come next, and for a brief moment the muscles in her legs relaxed. Wiggling her toes, she willed the tension to calm. Soon, she’d be able to flex her legs as well. His close masculine presence prevented her from moving until he gave the word. Her pussy clenched and moisture seeped down her inner thighs. God, I can’t take much more of this.
A soft whimper escaped around the ball gag. She concentrated on his touch. His hands explored her waist, rising to her exposed breasts, and then tugged on the clamps attached to her nipples. She jerked with every tug, causing tears of delight and a tingling darting straight to her core.
“You know how I love to mix your pleasure and pain, my sweet pet.”
Why did his words make her want more? The first time he used the device he left them on a short time, increasing the tension with each subsequent meeting. Tonight, he applied more pressure than any other time and immediately attached them upon arriving at the penthouse. When he decided to remove them, the pain from the blood rushing back would be tremendously painful. An exquisite pain if she played it right.
“Turn around.”
With the tingling in her legs and the numbness in her feet from the stilettos, she nearly stumbled as she took a step to face away from the sound of his voice. Disoriented for a few seconds, she felt the warmth of his body against her bare back stabilizing her. Electric pulses raced through her body, breathing quickened and time seemed to slow. She couldn’t tell how long she stood there waiting for his next move. Each of their encounters had been different, with her never knowing what he would do. She loved that about him. Spontaneous, at least from her side of their relationship. He kept her guessing and definitely not like any of her boyfriends back home. Her mind went blank and offered no resistance to his commanding presence. She focused on the arousal building within.
“Move forward.”
Again, his words willed her aching body to respond without question. How could she willingly obey this virtual stranger without question? Her body, mind and very existence didn’t belong to her anymore. Only him. Her sexual tormentor, her sir, her Master Knight. Then he pressed a large hand along her spine and the other hand wrapped around her waist. With a gentle push, he forced her to bend forward.
“Good girl. You’re learning your lessons well, my pet. I want you to think about what you’re feeling. Tonight is all about the sensations I bring to your receptive body. And surrendering to me.”

Thanks for stopping by!

Saturday, July 7, 2012

Christmas in July Contest with RB'4'U

COOL OFF With RB'4'U "Christmas in July" Contest! HO-HO-HO!

Prizes: $75.00 Gift Card for Amazon/B&N, AND, 15-20 ebooks from the Gold Authors listed on the left sidebar! Contest starts 8 July and ends midnight EST 25 July.  Please wait until the 8th to enter!
To Enter: Find the 20 RED WORDS on 20 of the pages at our site (not counting the Home page!) ~ Send a list of JUST the page names and the 20 words (example: Jane Doe - sensual) to our contest email address:
FOR AN EXTRA ENTRY: Readers/Unpublished Writers/Industry Reps ONLY (not Published Authors): join our yahoo group at and send a message to and mention that you joined the yahoo group! If you're already a member, send a message to and mention that you're already a member!
Thanks and Good Luck,
 Cynthia Arsuaga

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Cocked and Loaded, Shootin’ Stars, & Blasting Giveaway Hop

July 5th – 11th
Hosted by:
Close Encounters of the Night Kind


Sponsored by:
Various Bloggers & Authors

Hello Everyone!  Are you are ready to celebrate Independence?  Yes, I'm participating in the Cocked & Loaded Blog Hop with some amazingly great books, Shootin' Stars with the Authors & Bloggers, and Blasting a Giveaway with TWO (2) KINDLE FIRES loaded with the Co-Sponsored Author’s book(s).

Cool Right!  Not only that, at each stop on the hop you have more chances to win more great prizes. So join in and lets have some fun.
 I’d like to take the time and give a Special Thanks to our Fore Fathers and our Military Troops for fighting to keep our Liberties & Freedoms.

Lets keep this simple, do two things: 1. Follow me on this blog (tab to the right) and/or on Twitter (!/CynthiaArsuaga). If you follow both, you'll be entered twice. 2. Leave a comment below in regard to the excerpt for my newest release Echoes in Eternity. Be sure to leave your email so I can contact you if your name is drawn.

My giveaway will be a PDF copy of Echoes in Eternity, or if you already have a copy, you can have a choice of one from my backlist. Don't forget to link back to the main blog page to see what the other authors are offering and enter the Kindle Fire!!! Links are above for Queentutt's or Close Encounters.

Hop ends at midnight on the 11th and winner announcements will be given out within the next two days after the hop ends.

Have fun:)


Layla was into her workout about ten minutes when her thoughts wandered to Jake and Ronan. She didn’t know how she’d handle the situation with them considering the attraction to both. Having one interesting guy would have made her feel giddy, two only made for anxiety. Jake was tall, muscular, obnoxious as hell at times and loving others, and damn, he was sexy with those baby blues. I could swim in those eyes! A take-charge guy, she felt safe with him. Conversation flowed easy, once they started talking and the flirting, fun and carefree. Ronan was tall also, muscular, reserved, a great dancer, and a powerful businessman. Between the two men, he wielded the power and that in itself was an aphrodisiac. Last night, she almost gave into his charismatic charm. She made the right decision. Didn’t I? Stop second guessing. Stop it!

In walked Jake. Layla glanced up and there he was, all six feet two inches of hunkalicious man. He smiled in her direction. “Good morning, little one.”

She returned the smile with one of her own. Although she didn’t hear what he said with the ear buds on, she surmised he said, ‘Good morning’, so returned the same greeting.

Dressed in long gym shorts and a tight white T-shirt, she admired how each showed off his muscular arms and well-defined abs. He had an interesting tattoo on his shoulder peeking through the top edge. Hmm, I wonder what it is. She picked up the pace of her jog to control her arousal at the sight of his physique. He began his workout on the bench press. She watched him lie on the bench, spread his legs and power the weights. The slow and deliberate repetitions made her heart race faster than the treadmill workout. She knew he put on a show for her and pretended not to look. After five minutes, he moved to the free weights. She ogled the rippling flex of his biceps as he worked the weights. Periodically he glanced her way to catch her staring. When their eyes locked on for more than a few seconds, a wicked grin turned up on one side of his lips. They continued the flirtatious glances until Jake finished the weight routine.

Jake finally stepped on the treadmill beside her and after a few minutes of jogging in unison, her timer went off. Crap, what bad timing! With the workout finished, she realized the time to leave drew short. If she used the sauna and steam bath facilities, shower and then dressed, she’d just make the nine o’clock meeting, even though she’d rather stay and flirt with Jake.

Deciding to forego the sauna and go straight to the steam room to save time, she stripped down, put on a towel, and went into the hot space. The steam was a welcome treatment needed to purge the effects of the rich food and naughty thoughts. A week of restaurant fare and too much wine made her feel sluggish. She sat on the wood bench, leaned back, closed her eyes and drifted away to meet her dream man. Could she make him Jake? The hunky image loomed fresh in her mind and would be easy to do. In the dream, she lay on the bed, naked, picturing him coming to her. Briefly returning to reality, she heard the door to the steam room open and close, but paid no attention to who entered, as she became too immersed in thought to care.

The person knelt close to her and whispered in her ear, “Don’t open your eyes, little one.”

She jerked in surprise but did as commanded and kept her eyes closed.

Jake gently kissed and caressed her neck, licking and flicking his tongue from the back of her earlobe down to the hollow of her shoulders. She smelled the manly sweat from his workout and felt the morning stubble of his beard. Being early morning, she thought he probably was the type who didn’t shave until after his workout and shower. Prickly against her skin, she didn’t mind the sensation. The sensuality of the moment took away the discomfort.

Jake opened the towel across her body. He gently laid her down on her back. As she lay naked before him, one leg dangled over the edge of the lower bench and the other leg bent at her knee, leaning against the upper bench. He knelt down close and again urged her to keep her eyes closed. His hands gently moved down her arms to rest along the sides of her achingly swollen breasts, cupping them in the palms of his hands. He tugged at her nipples, nudging them to hard, throbbing peaks of red with the hot wet tip of his tongue.

A gasp released between her heavy breathing as the heat from his titillations began to build to a flaming inferno throughout her body.
His tongue traced a path between the cleft of her breasts down her belly to the navel. She took in a deep breath. He drank the small amount of moisture which pooled in her navel, a sensation she never experienced before—erotic and provocative. The hot steam, mixed with her perspiration tickled the sensitive skin. She put her hands on his shoulders and shifted position by lifting and parting her legs. She ached for him and wanted him to see every part of her womanhood, desperately wanted to savor every inch of pleasure he had to offer.

Layla watched him drink in her beauty and smell her essence, pure animal lust gleamed in his eyes. He opened her wet pussy lips with his fingers and explored the sweet spot with his tongue for what seemed like hours. The sensation slowly built, taking her closer and closer to release. She fought hard to keep from reaching her peak and feverishly wanted him inside. She pulled on his shoulders to bring him up and closer.

Her voice caught, unable to speak. Surprisingly, he seemed to instinctively know what she wanted and raised his body over hers and gently eased down on her. His broad chest pressed against her breasts as he kissed her hard and passionately. Their tongues met and she could taste her sweetness with his. She wanted him, all of him.
“Jake, I want you now,” she whispered, urging him with her hands curled over his shoulders.

He grabbed her hips and lifted them up slightly as he drove deep inside her fiery furnace. She moaned as his rock-hard flesh invaded the lubricated sheath, and wrapped her legs around him to pull him deeper inside.

Before she realized what happened, he covered her mouth, muffling the moans. They moved in sensual rhythm, twisting, obeying an instinct they hadn’t known they possessed. She arched her hips to meet his thrusts, harder, deeper, bringing her to a climactic release of pleasure, shuddering with clenching spasms. A few thrusts later, he followed with his release as he poured himself into her with a groan and quiver of his body.

Both collapsed from exhaustion and lay in each other’s arms for a few moments until they caught their breaths. Jake sat up pulling Layla upright and alongside him. Jake grabbed a towel, covered her, and gave her a gentle kiss on the lips. She watched him stand up and put a towel around his waist.

“Now, that was the kind of morning workout I live for. I’ll see you at the meeting, little one,” he said and left the steam bath.

Speechless, she watched him leave, feeling relaxed and content. Half-naked, she could see how well defined his body was, muscles that rippled down his arms, his flat stomach and strong legs. Then she saw the tattoo on his shoulder, which appeared to be a sword. She made a mental note the next time she saw him to ask about the significance of the design.

She sat on the bench for a few minutes to gain her composure.
“Morning workout is right. Damn, that’s what I call a quickie detox! Exactly what I needed.” She realized they just had unprotected sex. Ohmigod! I can’t believe I was so stupid! Add getting tested to my things to do. “Speaking of meetings, I’m going to be late. She jumped up and rushed to the locker room to shower and change. She hurried back to her suite to finish getting ready. As she closed the suite door behind her, she glanced at her watch which read nine ten. The professor would chide her for being uncharacteristically late.

Thanks for joining in the Blog Hop!!!

 Cynthia Arsuaga

Sunday, July 1, 2012


Thanks everyone who commented and are now following this blog! A winner has been selected by and has been contacted. When she confirms, I'll post the name. Thanks again! Check out the next Blog Giveaway going on now. Another copy of Echoes in Eternity will be given away! 


Just in time to celebrate freedom of speech, and the right to read it, comes the Celebrating Independence Blog Hop!
There will be fireworks, BBQ’s, and if you're lucky, I'll have a special gift for you for participating!
So here’s how the hop goes each of the participating authors (List on the Event Page HERE) is going to run a contest on their blog for the readers to enjoy! So make sure you stop by all the stops on the hop. I know you won’t be disappointed!

Contest starts Sunday, July 1, 2012 and ends Wednesday, July 4, 2012 at midnight.

Heat Levels:

Sweet- 1 to 2 flames

Spicy- 3 to 4 flames

Erotic- 5 and up flames

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The party progressed and after a few more glasses of wine and a little dancing, she didn’t feel uncomfortable with the chill in the air or the questions on her mind. She felt warm and cozy. The native women invited her to participate in a traditional dance, much like belly-dancing. At first, Layla was unsure if she could do the moves, but after a few attempts, the dance became easier to perform and almost second nature. She glimpsed at Jake and from his expression and body posture knew he liked what he saw.
She didn’t know if how she felt was from the wine, excitement of the stele discovery, or the look on his face, but she knew tonight might be filled with passion. The kind that made one’s toes curl from excitement. Moving her hips in a seductive way and tossing her hair over her shoulders, she twirled around following the other women across the cool sand. They danced around the group gathered to watch, inviting others in the crowd to join the dance party. For a moment, she danced only for Jake, oblivious to anyone else witnessing her display of seduction. She didn’t care. Aroused by the magic of the night and what Jake could do between her thighs made the anticipation of making love tonight most sweet.
Jake rose to his feet and walked toward her. The excitement in her belly escalated as he approached. As he came to a halt in front of her, she continued swaying her hips and undulating her arms in syncopation to the music. She cast intense and purposeful eyes upon him. “Dance with me,” she demanded.
“Little one, I think we need to take you out of here. You’re attracting too many stares. Come with me.” He held her arm firmly and directed her to leave.
“Oh, Jake, c’mon and dance with me. I’m having too much fun to leave. C’mon, baby, dance with me,” she said demurely as she pulled away and continued dancing.
Jake shook his head and furrowed his brow. “Woman, I said let’s go.” He charged over to her and scooped her up into his arms.
“Hey, what are you doing? Let me down.” She struggled with him at first, and then realized with everyone staring at them, she should be quiet and succumb to his action. “You better not drop me.” She put her arms around his neck and her head on his shoulder.
“That’s better,” he murmured in her ear.
The scene that played out before everyone removed all doubts about Layla and Jake’s relationship. All suspicions were now confirmed with him carrying her away from the celebration.
After arriving at the tent, he pushed aside the canvas panel with his foot and entered with her still in his arms. Bending slightly, he eased her onto the bed. She lay there looking up at him with a grin on her face. “Hold those thoughts. I need to make sure we aren’t interrupted,” he said.
With a quick zip of the canvas flap and placing the small lock on the tab, he returned to the bed. Layla smiled and acted like a tigress ready to pounce on her prey. A corner of his mouth turned up as he shook his head. “What am I going to do with you, little one?”
Lifting to her tip-toes, she reached up and grabbed the collar of his shirt, pulling him close to her lips. “Kiss me and make love to me now, my prince.” The anticipation glimmered in her eyes, obviously waiting for him to kiss her.
With a puzzled expression, he flashed a small smile and leaned in closer. “I’m your prince now?”
“Yes.” She opened her mouth to meet his luscious lips. He captured her mouth, hard and sensuous. Their tongues met and danced in synchronization to the distant music. Jake pulled back and stepped away from the bed. He slowly undressed and dropped his clothes to the carpet. As he disrobed, Layla couldn’t take her eyes off her lover. Watching his smooth bronze expanse of streamlined shoulder muscle and sinew tapering down to a taut, flat abdomen caused her skin to prickle with excitement. She’d never tire of gazing upon his exquisite contours.
Returning to the bed, he straddled her thighs and lifted her buttocks to pull the caftan over her head. He slipped off her panties and tossed them aside. As she lay naked before him, skin glowing in the dim candlelight, he lowered himself, reclaiming her mouth and gently kissed her full and swollen lips. Eagerly meeting his kisses, she parted her lips to meet the sweet invasion of his tongue. As he stroked her mouth to ecstasy, he pulled away and rolled to his side, then began to lightly caress her breasts. He gently kneaded and stroked her aching nipples until they were erect ripe quivering tips.
The erotic sensation released a low moan deep in her throat.
Trembling from his sensual touch as one hand moved down her taut belly to her thigh in soft strokes, a moan from deep inside her soul found its way to her lips. Dilated eyes rolled back in her head and the dampness began to flow preparing for the impending release. She spread her thighs slightly to invite him in. With deft fingers, he slipped two long digits between the petal-soft folds of her pussy slowly stroking along the length. His touch electrified her with whisper flicks caressing the slick flesh, and her heart raced, pounding hard against her ribs. The warmth and wetness built toward the beautiful ecstasy he brought with his ministrations. He inserted a finger to stroke her moist, soft flesh, then another. The strokes became faster, harder, and sent heat thrumming through her belly.
As he lowered his face into the curly mound of her pussy, she gasped. Lord how she wanted him to lick and suck, hard and fast.
Then, as if he read her mind, his tongue strokes were more determined and brought her to spasms of pleasure. Her body quaked from the release and she let out a low squeal. He slowed his touch.
“Do you want more, little one? Tell me you want me. Tell me!”
Lifting her head, she peered down and reached her arms and cupped her hands on his cheeks. “Oh, Jake,” she said breathlessly, as she slid her hands down to his shoulder and pulled him up her body. “I need you now, please fuck me.”
Jake didn’t hesitate. Repositioning, he entered her fully in one deep thrust and she moaned with the sensation of rigid flesh pushing inside. Her teeth nipped his earlobe as her internal muscles squeezed him, clenching his thick hardness as he glided forward, and then drew back. He kissed her voraciously and she absorbed his very essence into her soul. If she stopped feeding from the sweetness of his mouth, she felt sure he would disappear from her embrace.
He moved slowly at first, then gradually rode her hard and fast.
“Oh, Jake, harder,” she insisted breathlessly.
She pressed her hips frantically against him as he pounded into her in fierce thrusts. He thrust forward and pulled out and forward, again and again. The invasion of hard, velvety flesh plunging deeper with each thrust forward brought her close to the edge of a strong release.
“Yes, Jake. Harder. That’s it.”
He thrust several more times before bringing wave after wave of pleasure to her body. He finally exploded in his own climax with a deep guttural groan, filling her with his hot seed.
They lay together entwined in each other’s arms until they drifted off to sleep.

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