Re-release news: BRAZEN BEHAVIOUR (Historical, Victorian, sensual shortie)

BRAZEN BEHAVIOUR is now available in digital download for around $1.49/£00.99. This is a short read set in Victorian times -- a sensual historical romance about two headstrong types who want each other, but stubbornly won't admit it. It's set in England and Scotland, with a large part of the story taking place aboad the wonderful steam trains of the age. I did research at the National Railway Museum in York for this one, which was enormous fun! Here are the details:
 

Miss Eleanor Argyle has modern aspirations for a Victorian lady. She's wanted Mr Gregory Munroe for years, but she is determined not to sacrifice her independence to get him. The daughter of an intrepid traveller, she's confident and rebellious. After her father's death, she refuses to be chaperoned by anyone -- least of all a man that she'd much rather bed.

Gregory Munroe is both aroused and infuriated by his charge. She's stubborn, and he can sense that she's about to try to outrun him. He thwarts her, trapping her aboard a northbound train. Eleanor is secretly thrilled, and when she subsequently decides to invite him to a brazen night of passion, he barely stops to think about her motives. Can Eleanor have him, whilst also giving him the slip?

A fiery mix of passion and rebellion inspires a chase that runs the length of Britain -- but neither Eleanor nor Gregory expects to find the knowledge that waits at its end.

Erotic romance novella. 15,000 words. Please note, this title has been previously published with a different cover.

Available from the following outlets:
Kobo
All Romance Ebooks
Kindle US
Kindle UK
Smashwords , and coming soon at other online retailers. 

Kindle freebie: FORBIDDEN

While I'm away at the RT Booklovers convention FORBIDDEN will be available as a free download for Kindle readers, so if you haven't already read this one now's your chance to do so!

Emmanuelle Forsythe is the daughter of a lord, but she's embarking on a secret, forbidden affair with her father's estate manager, Jacob Finch. Jacob is as much a slave to their mutual desire as she is, even though he has been warned off.

On the night of her twenty-first birthday party, while the banker who her parents want her to marry is ensconced with her father, Emmanuelle defies her family's expectations by escaping to make love with Jacob in the gardens. Her behavior is decadent and passionate, a brief taste of something magical that she believes she can never truly own. But Jacob wants more than one night and asks her to keep seeing him, whatever the consequences.

13,000 words in length, contemporary erotic romance.

Please note: this short story contains frank language and graphic m/f sex scenes.

Available for 5 days from 11th April. Enjoy!
Kindle US
Kindle UK

Coming soon: FORBIDDEN RITUAL

Hot off the presses, cover and copy for my June Spice Brief! This really hits the spot for the story. :)

Forbidden Ritual, Saskia Walker. Coming on June 1st.

High-powered executive Imogen prides herself on being an independent woman who doesn't need a man. She only yields when she’s with Giles, a younger colleague who shares her taste for domination and submission. He revels in watching her lose control, while she enjoys his powerful nature and an edge of pain to heighten her pleasure.

Imogen is satisfied with their secret arrangement until Giles asks her try shibari, a form of rope bondage—the ultimate ritual in submission and display of trust. His request pushes Imogen beyond her comfort zone, forcing her to explore her boundaries and her relationship with Giles. He’s already her master in the bedroom, when she allows it. But can she let herself take their bond to the next level?

Back to work blues? How about a naughty free read?

Back to work today, huh? Well, if you want a bit of heat to brighten your lunch break you can pick up my short story, FORBIDDEN, free on Kindle for the next five days!

FORBIDDEN is my modern day twist on the Lady Chatterley's Lover theme, and it's a story I particularly love. If you pick it up I hope it brightens your day (or your night, if you decide to take it to bed. ;-)

Emmanuelle Forsythe is the daughter of a lord, but she's embarking on a secret, forbidden affair with her father's estate manager, Jacob Finch. Jacob is as much a slave to their mutual desire as she is, even though he has been warned off.

On the night of her twenty-first birthday party, while the banker who her parents want her to marry is ensconced with her father, Emmanuelle defies her family's expectations by escaping to make love with Jacob in the gardens. Her behavior is decadent and passionate, a brief taste of something magical that she believes she can never truly own. But Jacob wants more than one night and asks her to keep seeing him, whatever the consequences.

13,000 words in length, contemporary erotic romance.

Please note: this short story contains frank language and graphic m/f sex scenes.

Kindle US
Kindle UK


PS: If you don't have a Kindle, you can download and convert the story to a different format by using Calibre. :-)

New publication: GOING DOWN, a Spice Brief

Hey folks, I hope you're enjoying this shiny new year! :)

Today is release day for GOING DOWN, my latest Spice Brief. (And I'm sharing this publication date with the lovely Alison Tyler ! Alison's title A TASTE OF CHI is also out today!)

He was a confident man, subtly commanding, too. Would he be like that as a lover? Yes, I just knew he'd be masterful.

Jennifer hoped she'd meet someone during her six-month stay in Paris, but she didn't expect to find a captivating man like her neighbor Armand Lazare on her very first day. From their initial encounter in their building's antique elevator, he makes her feel wanton, excited and unexpectedly aroused by the way he takes control. But as much as this new desire unnerves Jennifer, she's even more eager to explore it—with Armand as her master....

Now available for download from Harlequin in the US, and from Mills and Boon in the UK. (Coming to Kindle and other retailers in February)

EXCERPT:

"Just as well I like a good challenge," I murmured to myself as I assessed the antique elevator shaft in my new abode. The ostentatious wrought iron affair was the most complicated contraption I'd ever seen.

When I'd arrived at the apartment block the evening before I'd used the stairs, allowing the concierge to take my luggage in the elevator. I wanted to get my bearings, and as I climbed the stairs to the fourth floor I took in the elegance of the beautiful building, a nineteenth century block in the 15th Arrondissement of Paris. I'd been allocated a small apartment there for my six-month stint working in the city.

The elevator ran up the center of the building. The much more solid looking marble staircase wound around it, and I'd peered in at the elevator shaft as I worked my way up to the fourth floor. Although daunting, it was a beautiful thing, all black metal and designed in the Art Nouveau style. The frenzy of decorative metalwork did not distract me from the fact that the floor appeared to be scarcely more than a metal grid and one could see the cables and the whole shaft from inside and out.

This morning I had my smartest outfit and heels on and I figured I'd better try it out. The question was how to operate it. I leaned in to the metal gates and peered down the shaft. The elevator was stationery, two floors below.

"Going down?"

I jolted upright, startled to find I was no longer alone.

Turning on my heels I faced the man who had spoken.

I don't know what surprised me the most, that he had approached me without me realizing, or that he knew I was English and had spoken to me in my own language. He was obviously French.

French and gorgeous.

Dressed entirely in black -- open necked shirt and jeans, with a tailored leather jacket --he observed me with blue eyes that contrasted starkly with his swarthy skin. His black hair was cropped close, the square line of his jaw, angled cheekbones and strong forehead giving him a distinctive look. Even though I wore my highest heels, he towered over me. He had to be a neighbor. Perhaps he'd been on his way down the stairs when he'd caught sight of me. I straightened my skirt, aware that I'd probably just given him an eyeful as I peered down the shaft. He gestured at the elevator gates. "It bothers you, the cage?"

The cage. What an intriguing moniker, and so appropriate. "Not at all," I fibbed. "I think it's beautiful, I just wasn't quite sure how to operate it."

"Allow me to demonstrate."

He rested his hand against my back briefly, encouraging me. The momentary contact made me sizzle. He pressed the call button. It was round, ivory, and encased in gleaming brass. The elevator cable tightened with a loud creak then the mechanism whirred into action and the cage loomed up from below.

"Some of the tenants in this building won't use it, but it is quite safe and an object of some beauty." The seductive allure in his voice had my attention well and truly hooked.

"Absolutely, it's a work of art in itself."

There was an approving expression in his eyes.

Once the elevator shunted into position, he unlatched the gates, internal and external, and rolled them apart. I stepped into the cage, as he called it, and he closed the gates behind us. The shunting of metal and wheels, and the resolute sound of the internal latch did make it feel cage-like, and yet light shone through here and there beneath our feet. He pressed the button for the ground floor and the elevator jolted into action. Adrenaline pumped through my veins and I staggered slightly on my heels.

My companion turned to face me and his mouth moved in sensual appreciation as his gaze made a slow circuit of my body. I felt stripped to the bone. I'd never felt such intense scrutiny. It wasn't staring exactly. It was as if he could gain the measure of me by looking at me that way. He stood with one hand around a decorative metal coil, the other rested on his hip. His posture was so self-assured, appearing languid but as if he could pounce at any moment. What was more unnerving, the way he made me feel, or the fact I could see the elevator shaft between the metal fretwork beneath my feet? As we descended I felt as if I was on a dangerous precipice, in every way.

When his gaze returned to meet mine, his mouth lifted at the corners. Had I met with his approval? Moving my laptop case from one hand to the other, I tried not to feel quite so self-aware. It was hard not to, and my outfit -- which had seemed business like and professional -- now seemed far too tight-fitting and alluring. It was the way he admired the curve of my body at breast and hips that made me feel that way. Almost as if I'd been touched. What would it be like, I wondered, to really be touched by him?

Publication day: WINNER TAKES ALL

WINNER TAKES ALL ~ a short contemporary erotic romance novella, is now available from eXcessica! This title is a re-release, and is now available at a much cheaper price, so if you haven't already read it you can now pick it up for only 99c/86p (it might be slightly more at Amazon.com) Here are the details:

It started as a game, but they are both playing to win.

Tina meets Shaun at a monthly meeting of eccentric game players in a British manor house. Shaun is a loner, highly competitive, and devastatingly sexy. When he challenges Tina to a sexual relationship, she can't resist.

In a dangerous game of seduction, sassy Tina might have met her match in Shaun. He is a forthright, dominant lover, and the atmosphere of competition extends to their more intimate moments as they pursue a passionate affair. Each encounter ups the stakes, but what has started as a game rapidly grows more intense. Both players realize they have to play their way carefully, to win the prize. But what is real, and what is gamesmanship? In a relationship brimming with conflict, the ultimate challenge will be getting their opponent to reveal their true hand.

This title includes frequent and graphic M/F sex including some bondage and domination. Please note: this story has been previously published with a different cover. 15,022 words.

Available from the following online outlets:
eXcessica
Smashwords
All Romance Ebooks
Kindle
Kindle UK
and coming soon to Fictionwise

EXCERPT:

"You need someone to challenge you."

Tina jumped. She'd been walking up the stairs that night when Shaun strode out of the darkness on the landing. He was stripped to the waist. His bare torso was pinup-worthy. She tried to drag her gaze from the sleek tautness of his chest muscles. It was hard. The palms of her hands itched to stroke his shoulders and biceps. A nagging ache in the pit of her belly rapidly made itself known.

"You need someone to challenge you," he repeated.

"And how the hell would you know what I need?" She hoped it sounded dismissive. She meant it to.

He ignored that. "You are an intelligent woman. You need an intelligent man to spark with."

God, he was intolerable.

Her blood was beginning to boil. "I need you to give me a break is what I need, you arrogant prig."

It was a knee jerk reaction. She wanted to swallow her words as soon as she had spoken them.

Shaun, however, seemed totally unfazed by her hasty and rather rude response. There was a determined set to his lips. "I'm serious, you need a challenge."

His expression was indeed serious, and his words were laden with suggestion. He also seemed to be closer, without having moved. She felt the heat from her blood rise to the surface of her skin and began to turn away from him, moving toward the doorway to her room. She couldn't let him know he affected her that way.

He reached out and grabbed her wrist, drawing her back toward him. "No." His tone was controlling. "You're not going anywhere. I haven't finished with you yet."

She tried to tug her hand from his grasp, but he held tight. His sharp masculine scent was already chasing itself inside her body, seducing her senses. She attempted to give a dismissive laugh. "And who are you to decide?"

She let him hold her hand aloft though, because there was something immensely satisfying about the way he held her wrist so tightly. His eyes were alight with desire, she could see it plainly now. It was confirmation of his lust for her and it led a dark thrill through her entire body.

He didn't reply to her question. Instead he traced his free hand up the line of her arm, to rest on her shoulder. Her breathing grew constricted at his touch. Heat blossomed on her skin beneath his fingertips, making her keenly aware of the powerful magnetism between them.

"We're going to drive each other up the wall," he whispered, low and suddenly soft. "You know it's true."

"What makes you think that?" she retorted.

His gaze rested on her breasts, and once again there was a knowing look in his eyes. She could feel her nipples tugging on the fabric of her shirt and it was obvious that he could see it too. His eyes glittered in the faint landing light. "Because you want me."

"You've got a damned cheek!" How dare he be so blatant?

That comment was meant to embarrass her. She couldn't deny it though. His knowing look of his annoyed her immensely and she reacted—pushing him away and back against the wall, swiftly, her hands locked around his upper arms. It was an instinctive action that was meant to assert her independence, but the way he flashed his eyes at her made her realize what she had done.

"And I want you too," he added, when she was about to turn away.

Tina froze. His remark shocked her to the core. She was so startled that she lost her grip on him. Shaun took his chance and had her back in his control instantly. He backed her up against the opposite wall. Their bodies ricocheted together. Before she knew what was happening, they were kissing. She had wanted to hit the arrogant beast for his attitude, and yet there she was, kissing him.

She yielded against his mouth and pressed herself full against him—she wanted to feel his every ounce of being against hers. His mouth felt strong and passionate, her lips parted and melted beneath his touch. The musky scent of his cologne and his skin took hold of her, like another hook on her desire, reeling her in. His hands were on her hips, hers were flat against his chest, where the muscle was strong and defined. Vibrant, barely contained lust shot between them, the heat of their bodies soaring as they embraced.

"Your room or mine," he murmured when they drew apart to catch their breath.

She was unable to respond because his hands moved higher, beneath her breasts, where their firm grip sent a dizzying charge through her. He stroked her breastbone gently with one thumb, his hands squeezing her possessively while he held her gaze.

Then footsteps sounded on the stairs behind them, forcing the issue.

Tina's heart thudded. The door to her room was right there by her side. Desire overruled any objection that more logical thought might have offered in that moment. She wanted more. She swung the door open and stepped inside.

Glancing back, she beckoned him in.

Yummy new cover art - GOING DOWN (Jan 2012)

He was a confident man, subtly commanding, too. Would he be like that as a lover? Yes, I just knew he’d be masterful.

Jennifer hoped she’d meet someone during her six-month stay in Paris, but she didn’t expect to find a captivating man like her neighbor Armand Lazare on her very first day. From their initial encounter in their building’s antique elevator, he makes her feel wanton, excited and unexpectedly aroused by the way he takes control. But as much as this new desire unnerves Jennifer, she’s even more eager to explore it—with Armand as her master….

Coming in January 2012!

Reprint news: ONE ENCHANTED NIGHT

Hi folks, I hope you're having a great weekend! If you're looking for some saucy reading, ONE ENCHANTED NIGHT, my short erotic tale set in an ancient fantasy world, has been re-released through eXcessica and is now available for only 0.99c (it may be slightly more at Kindle.) Here's the summary:

SUMMARY:

An exotic spell unleashes a myriad of sensory delights.

In the ancient city of Suzin, Yasmin, an innocent young bride, struggles with her lusty desires. Her husband is an Emperor’s captain undertaking a crusade. In his absence Yasmin’s physical needs are brazen and heated, and she wishes to master them.

Seeking advice she visits the mysterious soothsayer, Mistress Munya. In doing so, she discovers that the route to mastering her passion is entirely different than she might have imagined, and infinitely more pleasurable.

Together with her male acolyte, Mistress Munya teaches Yasmin to welcome and pursue the pleasures of the flesh. Presenting Yasmin with a magical dildo, she weaves a seductive sensory spell that brings Yasmin one enchanted night of passion—together with a lifetime of female knowledge about her husband's desires and the sensual world.

Warnings: This title includes frequent and graphic M/F sex including anal play. Please note: this ebook has been previously published with a different cover. Word Count: 15,527

Available from the following online outlets:
eXcessica
Smashwords
All Romance Ebooks
Kindle US
Kindle UK
Also coming to Fictionwise soon.

EXCERPT:

"You have misunderstood me," she said, forcing herself to face the spellmaker.

The gentle wisdom she saw in the seer's eyes began to calm the dismay Yasmin felt. "I was hoping perhaps for a potion that would quell my needs until such time as my husband is returned home again." Meshing and unmeshing her fingers in her lap, she lowered her voice. "I am presently at my most fertile time, and it seems to make things even more difficult for me."

Munya smiled knowingly. "Yasmin, you will never master your desires if you attempt to quell them. That is not the way. We must embrace all of what is to be a woman—our desires, and the mysteries we hold deep within ourselves." She paused a moment. "Let me ask you this, would your husband want you to take a potion to quell your passion?"

Yasmin frowned. "Well, no. Not if he was here, but he is not here."

"Your husband enjoys your desire for him?"

"Oh, yes. He remarks upon it favorably. In fact he says it makes him want more of me than he has the strength for, and he is a very strong man." She blushed, wishing she hadn't blurted that out quite so readily.

Humor twinkled in the spellmaker's eyes. "Then you must have more faith in where your desire leads you, tonight and every night."

"But I would rather wait for my husband." Even as she said the words Yasmin found herself compelled to stare at the dildo in the box. It harnessed her attention in the most specific way, because she noticed the way the leather was sewn, lifting the head of the phallus tautly, which gave a particular bend to the object—a bend suggestive of pleasured intimate places. The head was made large and ridged, and her body grew damp and clenched in response, eagerly anticipating what it might feel like to push the thing inside her and ride it.

Lifting her tea, she took a sip of the fragrant beverage to distract herself. It didn't seem to work. If anything, the warm, flavorsome brew opened her up inside, making her more responsive to the very suggestion held in the object. The soothsayer's voice reached her still, but she could scarcely draw attention away from the object. She had never seen anything like it. Her sister had told her that many women used polished stones or carved wooden phalluses to pleasure themselves, but she had never seen one. She longed to hold it, stroke it—to put it inside her to relieve the lust that assailed her. Her body clenched as she imagined that broad head moving inside her, rubbing over every sensitive measure of her intimate flesh as it filled her up to capacity the way Anwar did.

"It is the mystery of desire that you fear," Munya said, "not the reason for it."

"My husband, Anwar, he is the reason," Yasmin murmured. Even while she wondered what Anwar would think of her for using such a thing, she felt strangely compelled to accept the box, her uneasiness about it dissipating.

Munya nodded. "You have been brave coming here tonight. I see and feel that, sweet Yasmin." Her eyes glowed with certain knowledge, and Yasmin felt it reflected in her heart. "You must trust me." She rested her hands on the table between them, palms upward. "Do you trust me?"

Yasmin nodded.

"Then put your hands in mine and allow me to lead you to your destiny."

Publication day: PLAY FOR TODAY

*Please note, this is a rerelease of a previously published title.*

When I first started writing erotica one of the things I wanted to do was write plenty of erotic tales featuring committed couples, as well as those about the physical and emotional attraction between strangers meeting for the first time. In fact my second publication ever was a committed couple, "The Welcome Home" which appeared in the SEDUCTIONS anthology.

Today is showcase day at Walk on the Wild Side Books and this time the showcase title is my story, PLAY FOR TODAY. This novella is about a committed couple who are actors, and they are also heavily into sexual roleplaying in their intimate time together.

Here's the official summary:

Acting out their parts has never been so sexy…

Two upcoming British actors—Toni and Max—choose to take the slow boat to New York so they can learn their lines along the way. In the midst of a stormy sea, Max suggests they pass the time with a bit of sexy role play. As the rough seas take most of the passengers to their cabins, Toni and Max get into character for some erotic acting of the intimate kind. Soon their mutual desire collides with the forbidden affair of their characters—an inexperienced young woman and a wily seducer—with scintillating results.

10,000 words in length, contemporary erotic romance.

Please note: this naughty role play story has been previously published with a different cover. It contains frank language and graphic m/f sexuality.

This one is now available to read for just 0.99c (it may be a little more on Kindle US, and it's around 80 pence on the UK sites) Currently available from: Amazon, Amazon UK, ARe, and Smashwords. It will filter through to other outlets soon.

Here's an excerpt:

He lowered his head and kissed the curve of her neck inside the ruffed edging of her gown. The delicate touch sent wild electric threads darting under her skin. He stepped away, looking farther down the corridor at the opposite wall. He nodded his head in that direction. “How fortuitous, an auditorium.”

Toni looked up and saw that the double doors were marked with a sign announcing it was the ship’s cinema. She hadn’t been inside and was quite curious. She followed Max through the doors.

“Perfect,” he declared, gesturing at the small area in front of the rows of cinema seats. A heavy velvet curtain hung in front of the screen, panels of its fabric illuminated by spotlights that shone down from above.

“Step into the footlights,” he invited, “and I’ll allow you a chance to start over again in character.”

“You will allow me a chance, huh?”

“If you will keep slipping out of character…I’ll have to get tough on you.”

“Is that a promise?” She strolled past him.

He reached out and hauled her back in his arms, quickly outlining her breasts with one hand, leaving her breathless. Max was every bit as horny as she was. Then he kissed her, sudden and forceful, hauling her in against him. His tongue probed into her mouth, making her long for him to probe other places, too.

“We can’t really do this, not here, someone might come in,” she murmured when they drew apart, even though she clung to him, the feeling of his hard body against hers making her needy.

“Life is all about the risk, is it not?” he said, reminding her what acting was all about. “It is a risk that you have to take, Mademoiselle Isobel, if you want to become a woman.”

“You torture me with the possibilities.” Laughing nervously, she glanced at the illuminated window at the back of the small cinema, where she supposed the projectionist might appear at any moment.

He ignored her remark, apparently intent on pushing her on with the task. “Do you remember what we discussed yesterday, about their first time alone?”

The question leveled her somewhat. She nodded, took the first seat on the row and looked up at him as he towered over her. God, her lover was gorgeous. At times like this, she longed to hold him. He was her perfect match and her heart ached for him, as did other parts of her. Going into character was now crucial. “I fear I cannot eat the breakfast that you have brought for me, Gerard.”

“Are you ill, Mademoiselle?”

“It is a malady of some strange sort, yes, but not a sickness.”

His eyes were filled with certainty, so darkly sexy. “If it is the condition which I believe you are referring to, I feel sure that I have the cure.”

“Gerard,” she exclaimed, when he dropped to his knees and began to push her heavy skirts up from her ankles. His action wasn’t in the script. In the play, he asked her about her heart and whether it beat harder at certain times, as did his. Even though the suggestion of arousal was there all the time, their passion was realized behind a closed door. Not so in this dress rehearsal. He had his hand up her skirt already.

“Don’t worry,” he said. “Apart from the cook we are alone in the house, and she will not come up from the servant’s quarters.”

“Promise?” She glanced nervously at the doorway when his hands moved between her thighs, pushing her heavy gown up as they went, making her heart thud with excitement.

“I promise. Now, allow me to apply pressure to your…malady.” His hands rested around her stocking tops for a moment before pushing her skirt up to her waist, exposing her.

Available to read for just 0.99c (it may be a little more on Kindle US, and it's around 80 pence on the UK sites) from: Amazon, Amazon UK, ARe, and Smashwords. It will filter through to other outlets soon.

New publication: FORBIDDEN

It's publication day over at Walk on the Wild Side Books and the story being showcased today is FORBIDDEN. This one is a short erotic romance from yours truly, and it's my modern day twist on Lady Chatterley's Lover. :-) This story is around 13,000 words in length and is priced at 0.99c. Here's the summary:

Emmanuelle Forsythe is the daughter of a lord, but she’s embarking on a secret, forbidden affair with her father’s estate manager, Jacob Finch. Jacob is as much a slave to their mutual desire as she is, even though he has been warned off.

On the night of her twenty-first birthday party, while the banker who her parents want her to marry is ensconced with her father, Emmanuelle defies her family’s expectations by escaping to make love with Jacob in the gardens. Her behavior is decadent and passionate, a brief taste of something magical that she believes she can never truly own. But Jacob wants more than one night and asks her to keep seeing him, whatever the consequences...

Please note: this short story contains frank language and graphic m/f sex scenes.

You can find an excerpt and buy links here

If you pick it up, I hope you enjoy Emmanuelle and Jacob's story!

Lovely review for HER FANTASY

Thanks to Wendy the Superlibrarian I have a review of HER FANTASY to share! It's not too often that this length of story gets picked up for review, so it was hugely encouraging to see such a postive commentary over at The Good, The Bad and The Unread. Here's a snippet:

What I enjoyed about this short story is that there is an actual flesh and blood story. It’s not just a bunch of sex scenes strung together. I really feel like Walker shows me a world, a slice of a developing relationship, and I honestly find myself charmed by the romance. I like Anya and Warren. In fact, in between the hot sex and the eventual ménage a trios episode, there’s a lovely sweetness here. I also like that after the ménage it’s not just “Oh, well, that was fun.” These two actually ::gasp:: talk about it and where their relationship is heading. Read full review here.

Wahay! That made my day! I have a half finished blog post about writing ménage stories. Must finish that and post soon.

New cover art: THEIR PRIVATE ARRANGEMENT, a Spice Brief

Check out the gorgeous cover art just in for my June Spice Brief, Their Private Arrangement!



Yum. I love it to bits, and it's sooo fitting for the story... :}

This novelette features three of the secondary characters from THE HARLOT, which is due out during the same month. Here's the summary for the Brief:

Scotland, 1715

Duggan Moore has always stirred maidservant Morag’s womanly desires. Even though Duggan is in a clandestine relationship with James Grant, he wants Morag as well—and James doesn’t want to deny him any pleasure. Soon, all three are exploring their mutual passion...together.

But officials have come to town to hunt an accused witch…putting the threesome at risk. Can they find a way to keep their private arrangement safe?


Read more about Morag and her men in Saskia Walker's THE HARLOT, out June 2011 from Spice Books.

New publication: MASTERING MEG, a Lust Bite

It's publication day for MASTERING MEG, a quickie read at Total-E-Bound.

Meg is enjoying a peaceful log cabin and a hiking holiday in Scotland, until her ex arrives on the doorstep. When she realises he intends to share the cabin with her, she is outraged.

Piers wants Meg back and he thinks he finally has his lover figured out. He's been to her London flat and he's found her secret stash of BDSM material. Meg wants to be mastered, and Piers is determined to be the one to do so. After a breakneck drive north, he stakes his claim.

Meg is furious that her ex has cornered her and heads off into the wilds, but Piers is only a whisper behind her. When he captures and cuffs her, she is astonished. Despite her protestations, Meg is wildly aroused by his dominant approach. She's always loved him, and now he is kicking aside the final barrier between them.

Never before has Meg been so liberated, so debauched, or so thoroughly pleasured. Getting her to admit that, however, is his biggest challenge. But Piers is determined, he has patience…and he has an arsenal of bondage equipment to master Meg with.

Reader Advisory: This book includes scenes that some readers may find objectionable, including chase and capture, bondage and domination.


EXCERPT:

Meg trembled as she watched him move around, stacking logs in the grate and lighting the kindle. The way his shoulders moved as he worked made her long to touch him, to stroke her hands over his muscular form.

The smell of the burning kindle reached her. Then he was back, standing in front of her, towering over her. “Are you ready to talk?”

No! She shook her head. This time, her denial was because she wasn’t ready to talk, not yet. Not until this overwhelming feeling of being exposed died down. It wasn’t going away any time soon either, because images of their bedroom flitted through her mind. She’d left the books and magazines out. It had never occurred to her that he would call by. They’d agreed to wait until after she returned, then have a proper talk and if necessary, split the stuff they had bought together.

Bondage and domination had long been a secret fantasy, and after the split she’d sent for some literature, indulging herself in it to stave the lonely nights and keep the regrets at bay. If he had seen that, he’d also now seen the way she responded.

Ashamed, she turned her face away. The worst of it was she was fast getting aroused again, and what she wanted most of all was his hardness inside her and the pressure of his body on hers—his will forcing her to open up fully, to receive him.

“I guess it’ll take another good orgasm to break your silence on the matter of your sexual preferences,” he stated, quite bluntly.

Meg stared at him in horror. Yes, he knew. He had been to the apartment.

His eyes had darkened, his handsome lips pressed together determinately as he considered her, clearly working out what he was going to do with her next.

Meg swallowed, her mind running with the possibilities, her body eagerly responding.


MASTERING MEG is a quickie read, a Lust Bite. Here is the buy link. If you pick it up, I hope you enjoy the story. :)

Reprint news: AGAINST THE GRAIN

This (previously published) erotic futuristic tale is now available from eXcessica! Also available from Fictionwise, ARe, and Kindle US. It will shortly be available on Kindle UK.

In Delfidian, a future world where females rule and mate only with each other, desiring sex with males is seen as a throwback to ancient times. Aurora, a government worker, is matched with a male called Sullivan for procreation, a task generally disliked by females. But Aurora likes having sex with him, a lot, and Sullivan secretly enjoys it too. Their relationship is passionate, fast blossoming into romance. But that's not allowed! If the true nature of their affair was discovered, they would be arrested and treated for insanity, their minds scanned and cleaned.

Meanwhile, Diva, Aurora's female lover, follows the same dangerous path when she sees Fyre, a male. When the four deviants explore their sexuality together they find that forbidden fruit has never tasted so good. Sexual desire is a powerful force, one that will make us break down boundaries and flout norms when we are in its grip. Trying to control it can only spell trouble....

You can find an excerpt here.

New publication: SECRETS VOLUME 29 is out!

Volume 29 of the SECRETS series is now available from Red Sage! I'm so thrilled to see my name included on another SECRETS collection - my 4th novella for Red Sage.

SWEET-TALKING THE OPPOSITION (a contemporary erotic romance) appears alongside novellas from Nicole North, Nathalie Grey, and Dominique Sinclair.

4 stars from RT Book Reviews: "Four sizzling, erotic tales take you from the past to the future. Each unique story features memorable characters, conflict and tangible passion. This highly anticipated anthology is a great add to your collection."

Here's the blurb for my story:

London-based journalist, Eliza Jameson, is on assignment on a luxurious Rhine river cruiser, when she finds the perfect distraction on board — old flame, Marcus Weston. But Eliza came dangerously close to falling for Marcus last time around, and in order to play him at his own game, she decides to call the shots. Meanwhile, Marcus has his own agenda. In the ensuing battle, who will end up on top?

Excerpt:

Eliza stopped outside her designated cabin. “Thank you,” she said, and turned her back against the door, her mind racing while she looked at him standing there and eyeing her up. Away from the hubbub of the reception area, the tension between them escalated, his masculinity omnipresent. Her senses were filled with it, her womanly center keenly attuned to the presence of so much testosterone. “I’ll take it from here.”

His eyes twinkled. “I was so pleased when I saw you climbing out of your taxi.”

He’d been watching her? That surprised her.

“And you’re traveling alone,” he added, in an insinuating tone. “It’ll be good to catch up with each other.”

Don’t let him get to you, she told herself. Easier said than done.

He dropped his bag to the floor, put one hand against the door by her head, and leaned closer. She noticed he hadn’t put her case down, but held it as if it were a bargaining tool while his large, muscular body engulfed her much smaller form. The scent of his cologne washed over her, the gap between them minimal. He breathed against her hair, inhaling deeply. “My cabin is three doors back, but I’d love to see how big your bed is.”

So much for keeping her head. It was spinning. She gave as dismissive a laugh as she could muster and flashed her eyes at him. “You think I'm just going to fall on my back for you?”

“You did last time.”

He had the nerve of the devil himself. She wasn’t able to deny the remark, though. “Don’t take anything for granted, Marcus.”

“Come on, Eliza, you’re woman enough for another round, surely?” He gave her a knowing smile and then ran one finger over her tightly pursed lips. Then, lowering his head, he kissed her neck—just barely, and it was so tantalizing.

When he breathed subtle kisses over her skin, her eyelids dropped with pleasure. Her blood was racing, her core melting, and her back shifting against the cabin door. Resist him, she urged herself, but did she really want to? Mercifully, voices at the end of the corridor filtered into her consciousness. Other passengers approached. She broke free, grappled her key into the lock. Moving quickly, she opened the door.

“Thank you for bringing my case. Now just put it down, Marcus, please.”

He had other ideas. He was looking past her, at the bed. “These cabins are surprisingly big.” He gave a husky laugh, his glance surveying the entire cabin, with its en-suite bathroom and floor-to-ceiling sealed window overlooking the water and the passing scenery. He walked past the end of the nearest of the twin beds and put her case on the luggage rack. “More like a five star hotel room than a ship’s quarters.”

The stretch of his body when he moved fascinated her. His tall frame was nimble, panther-like. On the surface he was sophistication personified, and yet a raw energy shimmered beneath what was visible. She took a deep breath, inwardly refusing to enter the cabin until he’d left it.

“I’d like to give your bed a try.” He looked at her when he spoke, not the bed.

She laughed softly, shaking her head. It was what he’d done in Zurich, insisting on her bedroom, not his. Was he guarding his own territory? Why? It had to be strategy. Yes, and if he never let the female enter his space, then he could love and leave her, come and go as he wished in her space. How about turning the tables on him, play him at his own game? She looked at him, brooding handsomely while he undressed her with his eyes. She should be able to do it. She should be able to match him—have him and walk away. Yes, why not? She’d have to keep her head, not let him get under her skin, but the cruise would be even more fun if she had Marcus Weston to toy with in her spare time. She just needed to formulate a strategy of her own.

The boat had started to move, and she held onto the doorframe while she got used to the odd sensation. The hum of the engine made itself felt within her body, purring internally. She pointed at the floor outside her cabin, where he had left his bag. “Out, Marcus.”

He hesitated, one eyebrow lifted, his expression part surprised, part admonishment. Then he walked out, pausing alongside her, his eyes narrowed. “We’ll discuss it over dinner then, shall we?”

He wasn’t so sure, now. She liked that.

“You’re so demanding.” She met his stare and anticipation ran in her veins. “You want to watch that habit.” Smiling, she stepped past him and into her cabin, closing the door behind her as she did so.

Strategy. She was perfectly capable of inventing her own.

The anthology is available through book stores in the US, and direct from Red Sage. Barnes and Noble have it on a great pre-order price in the States, and it will shortly be in stock at Amazon.com and Amazon UK.

Fun review for THE RIGHT MEN FOR THE JOB

I spotted this fun mini-review for THE RIGHT MEN FOR THE JOB over at All Romance Ebooks, and it made me chuckle so I thought I'd share.


OVERALL ENJOYMENT 5
SENSUALITY 5
Based on 3 reviews
Customer Reviews:
From South Ga Diva
Overall Enjoyment: 5

"If only my mechanics were able to perform this well. WOW! This is a well written story with a story line that is easy to follow. The mechanics are Yummy and well endowed to handle the job, while the female character is smart enough to enjoy the fringe benefits of having two hunks wanting to tune her "engine.""

Thank you, South Ga Diva! :) (I love South Ga Diva's way with words! lol!)

In other news, I was interviewed for the Just Erotic Romance Reviews newsletter. Aggie Tsirkas had some great questions for me! If you'd like to read it (together with an exclusive excerpt from RAMPANT) go here to subscribe, and you'll be able to read the newsletter online.

New cover: SECRETS volume 29

SECRETS volume 29 will be published by Red Sage in July! This one includes my novella, SWEET-TALKING THE OPPOSITION, a contemporary erotic romance. I'm in great company! I get to share the pages with Nathalie Gray, Dominique Sinclair, and Nicole North.

Here's the copy for my contribution:

London-based journalist, Eliza Jameson, is on assignment on a luxurious Rhine river cruiser when she finds the perfect distraction on board — old flame, Marcus Weston. But Eliza came dangerously close to falling for Marcus last time around, and in order to play him at his own game, she decides to call the shots. Meanwhile, Marcus has his own agenda. In the ensuing battle, who will end up on top?

If you'd like to read an excerpt, go here.

Now at Fictionwise...

THE RIGHT MEN FOR THE JOB is now available at Fictionwise, with a 15% discount for the first few days. Go here to find out more.

SUMMARY: They both want to service her every need..

Car mechanics, Deacon and Vico, have been lusting after sultry Astrid Jacobs who works in a nearby office. When Astrid walks into their workshop they've already got a friendly rivalry going on about who will be asking her out.

Astrid quickly loses her nerve about dealing with mechanics because these guys are so charming, gorgeous, and full-on. When they offer to drop her at her next appointment, she agrees. She needs a confidence boost, because she's on her way to her best friend's engagement party and her best friend is getting married to Astrid's ex. The confidence boost she needs is right here in Deacon and Vico.

After confessing her situation, the guys offer to come with her and show the ex what he's missing. It's the perfect excuse for the three of them to flirt outrageously. But the flirting doesn't stop at the party, and they are soon engaged in a torrid ménage a trois affair. Astrid is about to discover that if you need something doing properly, you get the right men for the job.

Reader Advisory: This book contains group sex and m/m interaction.

Online read launches today: YIELD TO ME

Hey folks, this is another pre-set timed message thingy (feel free to laugh and point if I haven't got it right! ;o) because I'm away from the desk this week.

Today should be Tuesday the 2nd of March and if you head over to the online reads library at eharlequin.com the first part of YIELD TO ME will go live today.

YIELD TO ME is an eight part Spice story by yours truly, and a new chapter will go live on Tuesdays and Thursdays throughout March. The story is set in Fife, Scotland, in the early 1700's, and it's an erotic paranormal tale. The protagonist is Annabel McGraw, who also makes an appearance or two in RAMPANT, my April Spice novel. :)

Click on the logo to check out the online library!

Excerpt from one of my most popular short reads...

I was posting this excerpt elsewhere so thought I'd post it here too. THE RIGHT MEN FOR THE JOB is a short ménage à trois novella and it was published last year. It's been my most popular story of that length (stories that fall between 10-15,000 words -- long shorts, or short novellas, take your pick. :)

SUMMARY: They both want to service her every need...

Car mechanics, Deacon and Vico, have been lusting after sultry Astrid Jacobs who works in a nearby office. When Astrid walks into their workshop they've already got a friendly rivalry going on about who will be asking her out.

Astrid quickly loses her nerve about dealing with mechanics because these guys are so charming, gorgeous, and full-on. When they offer to drop her at her next appointment, she agrees. She needs a confidence boost, because she's on her way to her best friend's engagement party and her best friend is getting married to Astrid's ex. The confidence boost she needs is right here in Deacon and Vico.

After confessing her situation, the guys offer to come with her and show the ex what he's missing. It's the perfect excuse for the three of them to flirt outrageously. But the flirting doesn't stop at the party, and they are soon engaged in a torrid threesome.

Astrid is about to discover that if you need something doing properly, you get the right men for the job...


Reader Advisory: This book contains group sex and m/m interaction



EXCERPT:

Vico arrived at work early the next morning, but Deacon was already there. Astrid's car was inside the workshop, ready and waiting for the new part. The parts delivery would arrive within the next hour. By the looks of it, Deacon was not only ready and waiting—he'd given it a wash and polish. He was in the inspection pit, working on another vehicle that was due that morning. As Vico approached, Deacon climbed out of the inspection pit wiping his hands on a rag.

Vico threw his backpack onto the nearby workbench. "I thought you'd be at home, sleeping off the excesses of last night."

"Of course you did," Deacon replied. "And that's why you're here early, because you thought you'd get to Astrid's car first."

Vico raised an eyebrow, more than a little amused by Deacon's blatant response. Normally Deacon was more cautious. He rarely put his opinion out there. Something about Astrid was bringing him out of his shell. That seemed like a major achievement in itself.

"Does it matter who fixes her car?" He opened his hands in a gesture of unanimity. "If you prefer, we can both take a hand in the job."

Deacon flashed him a wry smile. "You really like it, don't you? Sharing a lover. It turns you on."

Vico shrugged. "Who wouldn't be turned on by it? The setup didn't seem to do your libido any harm." He nodded in the direction of Deacon's fly. The night before Deacon had been more than impressive in that department, and apparently he'd been unfazed by the fact another man—a friend—was looking on. There was no turning back from that moment in time. Had the morning after brought regrets?

"I thought you might be…you know, a little embarrassed about the both of us being involved with Astrid."

Deacon shook his head. "We've known each other, for what…three years?"

Vico nodded.

"We're good friends," Deacon continued. "And we're adults."

Vico hesitated, and then smiled. He liked that because it was accepting, and that's what he needed from Deacon right now. Deacon meant a hell of a lot to him. He couldn't help teasing him a bit more, though. "I'm glad I didn't put you off your stride."

Deacon wiped his hands on the rag once again, and then cast it aside, but didn't respond.

The gap only urged him to press on. "You know that I've been involved with guys, as well as women. I've mentioned it often enough."

Deacon met his gaze, bold and sure. "I thought about it. I thought about it last night, when you were watching me."

Deacon had never acknowledged his bisexuality before. Had the right woman enabled that barrier to be breached? Vico was glad, and more than that he was relieved. It was his way to state his bisexuality, so that people weren't thrown by finding out accidentally. He also knew that Deacon was an old fashion man, deep down. He was a true friend as well as a business partner, and he didn't want to offend him in any way. He'd been turned on by the both of them last night, and the last thing he would want was for Deacon to be upset by that.

"Sure," Deacon continued, "it was hard to drag my attention away from the lovely Astrid." He gestured fluidly with his hands. "She's all my dreams come true, but I didn't totally lose touch with reality, as hard as it was." One corner of his mouth lifted. "I knew what
you were thinking."

Vico was more than a little surprised. Not only that, he was starting to get hard. "Have you ever been with a man?"

"Nope." They stared at each other for several long moments. "I'm straight, but even straight men can be curious."

Vico nodded, but he didn't respond directly to that, he didn't have to. Enough had been said. "So, about Astrid…"

Deacon laughed softly. "Ah, I see. You were softening me up by alluding to the fact you were turned on looking at my arse, and then you're gonna come in and steal the woman from under me."

Vico liked the way this was going. "Actually, I rather like seeing her under you."

He'd thrown that out there on purpose, testing the water. Tension ratcheted in the atmosphere between them. They both knew what he was getting at. Had he pushed it too far?

"What happens next?" he added, suddenly not sure.

Deacon smiled and then rested one hand on Vico's shoulder. "We fix her car."


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