And Ten Days On The Road Are Barely Gone

I'm back!! After a week away from the homebase, it is nice to be back at home, in my comfort zone. It was nice to spend time with the family, and celebrate my niece's fourth birthday with water guns, popcorn and Prince Phillip (Sleeping Beauty's beloved) cupcakes. He was super-tasty!! My 35th is coming up and I wish I could have a party like that. Maybe I should. . .

There is less than a week to go until All Expenses Paid comes out!! I am just so excited. Right now, I'm cooking up some fun things to coincide with the release date, so stay tuned for more information!!

Isn't the Man Candy lovely? Ahhh, it's truly good to be back.
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And Here's The Kicker of This Whole Shebang

As promised, the information about my new novella, All Expenses Paid, is now available. You can check it out right here!! The countdown continues, as you can see on the right side of the blog. I'm going through the manuscript one last time as we speak, to make sure there are no typos. I am so excited about this one!!

Also, Gym Buddies and Buff Boys is now available from STARbooks Press. It features my story, Marathon Session. Check it out for purchase right here.

That is all at the moment. Hopefully, I'll have more good news to report soon.
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Let Me Put on My Sunglasses Here So I Can See What I'm Doing

Good weekend. Spent some time celebrating my 15 year old nephew's confirmation. Then, it was on to my Great Aunt's 90th birthday party. She had a picture of herself riding a bike last year, at the tender age of 89. I can only hope to be half as vibrant as she is when (god willing) I'm her age, or close to it.

I'm away from home this week, spending the next few days at the Mothership. It's going to be tough to find time to work, but I'm hoping I can manage some words. But, there are boxes to be packed and schlepped to help my sister move, my niece's 4th birthday party and who knows what else on the horizon this week.

You may have noticed that the countdown to All Expenses Paid is continuing to tick tick tick. Less than two weeks away now!! So excited!!

Man Candy, I need you now, more than ever, I need you!
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Time Goes By So Slowly For Those Who Wait

As you can see, the countdown has begun. The clock on the right side of my page is alerting everyone to the arrival of my new novella, All Expenses Paid. I really can't wait for this one to come out and as soon as I have all the purchase details, I'll let you know. It will be available from Amber Allure and various other outlets as well.

In the meantime, enjoy the Man Candy while I go back to work on my next novella, which is shaping up nicely after a busy Sunday of writing. I feel like I'm finally on track, after a few stops and starts. Here's hoping it all works out.
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I'll Take Afternoon Tea, If You Take It With Me

As promised yesterday, today I am offering you a little slice of my story, Dressed to Impress, from the Afternoon Pleasures collection, edited by Shane Allison.

Please to enjoy, again.

As we sat in the darkness of the movie theatre, I couldn’t focus on the film. Every time he crossed his legs or moved in his seat, I found myself thinking about his naked dick brushing against the front of his pants, the contact his skin was making on the soft, just-washed material. It got so bad that I was blatantly staring at his crotch when a giant explosion made the entire crowd jump out of their chairs. I stayed stock still, too distracted to respond properly to an entire fictional town being demolished.

“Ben, what the hell are you doing? You’re missing the best part.”

His whispers startled me out of me trance, and I looked at his eyes in the dark. He turned back to the screen, just in time for more carnage to wow the audience. Instead of rejoining the story already in progress, I reached my hand out and put it right on his cock. Colin snapped his head over to look at me, his expression both confused and angry.

“What are you doing? Just watch the movie.”
“I don’t want to.”
“Well, I do.”

I didn’t move my hand; in fact, I tugged at the obstinate zipper and worked my hand inside until I could feel the hot contact of his skin. Hidden as we were in the back row, I didn’t worry about anyone seeing us, but I wasn’t expecting him to grab my wrist in protest. He stopped short of pulling my hand away, but his grip wasn’t allowing me to go any further. My fingers strained to find the sensitive head of his cock, and as I ran the pad of my thumb over the slit, he released my wrist from captivity.

His eyes stayed focused straight ahead, as I wrapped my fist around his now stiff prick. I watched his mouth fall open, just a little. At that moment, he could have yelled and no one in the theatre would have heard him, the gunfire was far too loud. I jerked him gently at first, but couldn’t contain my ardor as I felt him grow harder in response.

Colin surprised me by snaking his own hand under my shirt and tweaked my nipple, sending a warm jolt to my rock hard cock. He smiled, knowing that my current aroused state wasn’t just from his hard-on.

“So, I guess it turns out you were into the whole no underwear thing.”

I couldn’t answer as his thick middle finger met his thumb and pinched me hard, my nipple now as hard as my dick. The pain and pleasure was making my breath catch; the car chase on screen doing a fantastic job of distracting the people around us from my moans. My fist squeezed him tight, my hand moving quicker as I felt my arousal barreling towards me as quickly as the runaway truck in the film.

As suddenly as the crash scene disappeared, so did Colin’s hand from my chest. My own hand disengaged as he sat up and zipped up in a hurry. Grabbing me by the arm, he led me into the deserted men’s room in the lobby. Once we were locked into the last stall, he looked down at me with a wicked smile.

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When The Scent of Her Lingers, And Temptation's Strong

Both Afternoon Pleasures and Sweet Confessions are now available for purchase and I think you should follow the links and purchase one or both of them. Why? Because, they are killer, hot, sexy books and part of my life's mission is to get those kinds of books into as many hands as possible. In order to entice you, today and tomorrow, I'm going to be posting excerpts from my stories in both books to give everyone a little taste of what's inside. Aren't I sweet?

Got the first round of edits done on my novella, All Expenses Paid, today. It's possible I might love it even more now than I did before. Cannot. Wait. For. It. To. Come. Out. Stay tuned for more details, excerpts and info.

So, as promised, here is a little taste of my story, Smell As Sweet, from Sweet Confessions, edited by the fabulous Violet Blue. Please to enjoy.

That night, the offices were quiet, but the stack of papers in front of me didn’t seem to be getting any smaller. I kept glancing at the clock, the time moving quickly, but the work was going at a snail’s pace. It was already way too late to meet the girls for the dinner we had planned. And, they would soon be off bar hopping and making merry. All I had to show for my evening was paperwork, useless forms and reports and a deadline that loomed for first thing Monday morning.

As I slogged through, there was finally a light at the end of the tunnel. I closed the last file folder, and let out a sigh of relief. The joy was short lived when I looked at the clock and realized it was near midnight. I thought if I hurried, I could meet the girls at the last bar of the night and have a quick martini to reward my hard work.

Grabbing a stack of folders for Jamie’s office, I whipped out my phone and started texting Charlotte to find out where the action was. Too busy clicking letters with my thumbs, I nearly walked into Jamie’s office door, which was open, just a crack. I saw a dim light on and I heard weird noises coming from inside. Getting even closer for a better look, I saw Jamie in his chair, his cock in his hand. I froze, my fingers stopping mid-text as I opened my eyes wider at what I saw next.

There was a pair of black panties over his nose and mouth, the crotch pressed right against his skin. His dark hair was covering his forehead; his eyes that had been wide open were now pinched shut. He inhaled deeply and loudly, twice, before he came, white come spilling onto his fist and onto the floor. I hurried away before he could see me, taking the elevator down with my heart still pounding.

I got into my car and raced to the pub, and I couldn’t shake the image of Jamie with the panties on his face. He seemed in seventh heaven when I saw him, sniffing the lace-covered crotch. Shaking my head, I crinkled my face in disgust. Fetishes rarely surprised me, but this was one predilection I'd never heard of. At first, I was dying to let the girls know what I had found as I downed my perfectly chilled vodka concoction, but I thought better of it. I just wanted to forget the whole thing and enjoy my weekend.

The problem was, I couldn’t forget it. No matter what I did, the visual of Jamie kept coming back. I went over every detail in my mind, from the sound of his cries to the thickness of his cock. I struggled to understand what it was about the panties that he liked so much. I had always assumed that most men weren’t all that fond of the way a woman smelled. Lord knows there were enough feminine hygiene products on the market to tell us so.

But, he seemed so lost in it all, so enthralled by what he was doing. I thought all men just jerked off to porn or at the very least a picture of someone naked. The pure pleasure he got from those simple, little panties seemed to trump any naked woman in his mind. Could smell really be that powerful, that erotic? I had honestly never thought about it before. Now, I couldn’t stop.

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Thru The Night With a Light From Above

Happy Memorial Day!!

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My Motto's Always Been When It's Right It's Right

Just got the official word on a collection I'm super excited to be a part of. Sweet Confessions, edited by Violet Blue, is available July 1st, but you can pre-order it right here! It contains my story, Smell as Sweet, and I think you should most certainly purchase a copy of your own. Why you ask? Because, from just the few authors I know are a part of the book, it looks to be an amazing collection. Who am I referring to? Well, I'm glad you asked. How does Jeremy Edwards, Rachel Kramer Bussel, Kay Jaybee and Moi hit ya? Sounds pretty good, right? So, check it out.

Also, it looks like another collection has hit the Amazon shelves early. Afternoon Pleasures, edited by Shane Allison is now on sale and you can pick up a copy right here! It contains my story, Dressed to Impress, and I'm waiting, with much anticipation my author copies.

So, that's all the news that's fit to print. I got two stories finished yesterday, so it's back to novella-ville. Wish me luck.
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I Can Rub & Scrub This Old House, 'Til It's Shinin' Like a Dime

This week has already been a hectic one, and it's only Wednesday. My husband went back to work after an extended period of being out of a job. It's going to be a bit adjustment for him, so I'm trying to lighten the load here at home by being an extra good porn writer/housewife. Dinner ready, house clean (well, some of it anyway) and very little for him to worry about while he tries to decompress. Am I the greatest wife or what?

In my attempts to be an extra good porn writer, I'm in the middle of about three different things. My current WIP novella has taken a completely different turn and therefore may be delayed. There are several other shorter pieces I'm working on and trying to finish on time. If only my ideas would take a number. I wish they would pull the tab for their little paper number and take a seat in the waiting room, but they are some damn pushy words.

Until I resurface later this week, here is an excerpt from my story in the awesome new collection, Gritty: Rough Erotic Fiction. It's called Live at the Motel Six. Please to enjoy.

At first, I balked at having a job that took me away so much. Traveling for work always sounds good, until you find yourself in line at the airport, being searched by security for the millionth time. But, it also had its advantages. Phone sex was something that she thought was silly and stupid. Until she found herself alone and horny and her only contact with me was through our cellular provider.

It started out innocently enough; just a few dirty words so I could jerk off on the road. It didn’t take long for it to change. The distance made me bolder. Not seeing each other face to face seemed to open up a completely new world of fantasy, which I was happy to share. In the beginning, I had to push her to tell me more. The garden-variety stuff was okay, but I wanted her to go further. Slowly, she opened up, telling me things that I found mildly shocking, but unbearably arousing. It seemed to work for her, too. Hearing her moan through the speaker of the phone was a poor substitute for the original, but under the circumstances, it proved to be the most comforting part of my day. I wondered sometimes if she was just humoring me, but those fears died one lonely night on the road.

The first night she told me, I have to admit I was stunned. I was laying on the stiff sheets at a Motel 6 in Phoenix, my cell phone pressed between my shoulder and my ear, my cock in my hand. I thought she was just going to talk dirty, like our normal routine. I was expecting something hot, something steamy, like usual. But, that night, after several tequila shots, the words tumbled out of her mouth before she could think to regret them. Not that she ever did. Neither of us did.

Clearly, she had spent too many days horny and alone and all my cajoling had finally pushed her to reveal the big one. She had grown fond of spewing the hottest filth into the phone while we pleasured ourselves, but this was certainly next level stuff. The need seemed to grow more intense, more profound with each frequent flier mile I racked up. That night, she told me exactly what she wanted; shared her biggest fantasy. I could barely breathe as she talked. Words I never expected to hear were oozing through the phone into my ear. It was my own fault; I had basically begged her to do it. Now, there was no going back.

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You're Filthy Cute and Baby You Know It

When I stumbled upon a call for submission from Sommer Marsden a few months ago, my interest was piqued. It was asking for dirty stories. Really, really dirty stories. So, I dusted off a story (of course making sure it wasn't too clean) and sent it away. Sommer said yes nearly immediately and now, the book, Gritty: Rough Erotic Fiction is available very soon from December Ink.

It features some amazing writers, such as Justine Elyot, Parker Ford, Quinn Gabriel, Shanna Germain, Alison Tyler, Aisling Weaver, Willsin Rowe, Rita Winchester and of course, Sommer herself. Check back soon for the release date. Meanwhile, check out the book trailer and gaze lovingly at the cover, which doubles as my Man Candy this week. But, really, it's candy for everyone!

*Update* It turns out today is the release day for Gritty!! Go right here to get your copy and tell a friend!!


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There Are Rooms in This House That I Don't Open Anymore

It has been a very busy week. It started with a wonderful trip to Baltimore on Sunday to see the lovely Kristina Wright read from her book, Dream Lover. Also there was the fabulous Emerald, who I hadn't seen if forever. After the reading, we enjoyed a delicious dinner and along with my husband, Anthony and Kristina's friend Nick, we had quite a lovely time.

After that, it was back to work on my current work in progress. It is another novella, and it has been giving me fits. In my head, it is going so smoothly, but as soon as I sit down to put the words on the blank computer page in front of me, something gets lost in the translation. I keep working on it, but I'm just not sure how it's all going to turn out. I'll keep you posted.

My house is a mess. That is another side effect of all this typing. I keep meaning to get to it, but there is always something else vying for my attention. Just another thing that keeps sliding down my to-do list. Oh well, at least I'm the only one, besides my husband, who usually has to see it in this condition.

But, the vacuuming will just have to take a backseat to my characters for a little while longer. What can I say? You have to have priorities!
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I'm So Tired, My Mind Is On The Blink

I'm a little too tired to write much right now, but I will have more to say this week. I had every good intention of posting more last week, but Blogger seemed to have other ideas. Anyway, for now, enjoy the Man Candy. And, stay tuned for more news and such. Happy Monday, everyone!
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Go Go Go Go Now, Out of The Nest

I hope you all had a lovely Mother's Day. I know I did. My mother is the greatest. I know everyone says that, but she truly is the most fabulous mom of all time. Every time I see her, I am amazed all over again at her ability to love and her selflessness. Mary Jane Landis is a saint!! This weekend just proved that point even more. Love you Lady!

As promised, I have the cover for my upcoming novella, All Expenses Paid. When I first saw it, I fell in love completely. I really can't wait for this one to come out. So, please to enjoy my Man Candy/Novella cover. It comes out on June 26th. More details to come!


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Your Prince's Crown Cracks and Falls Down

Wow, what a freaking weekend, huh? I mean, where do I start? Royal wedding, hanging out with friends, writing up a storm and the news of the death of a horrible, awful, evil terrorist. The normal mundane activities of life sandwiched right between the biggest news on the earth. Sometimes, it is hard to believe how quickly things can change. This world really does turn on a dime. I feel like I need to stop for a moment and take a deep breath. It's been a hell of a few days.

On a completely unrelated and writerly note, The Handsome Prince, an amazing new anthology, edited by Neil Plakcy, is available early and contains my story, The Prince of Tires. Follow the link to pick up your own copy!!

Soon, I will have more news about my new novella, which I can wait to share. In the meantime, know that for just this moment, the world is alright. Let the Man Candy soothe you (it seemed appropriate, what with the wedding and the anthology. Looking good, Prince Harry). Happy Monday, all!!
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