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

July 5th – 11th

Hosted by:

Queentutt’s Word of Escapism 

&

Close Encounters of the Night Kind

WE HAVE A WINNER FOR MY BLOG ~ SUSAN WHITE!!!
CONGRATULATIONS AND I HOPE YOU ENJOY ECHOES IN ETERNITY.

 

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 (https://twitter.com/#!/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

ADULT EXCERPT FOR ECHOES IN ETERNITY:

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