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Wednesday, August 7, 2013
Tuesday, August 6, 2013
Tasty Tuesday with a Teaser - Cream Puffs from Eva Lefoy
Desserts and hot chefs go
together!
When I wrote a hot dessert
chef, I had to pair him with a woman who liked desserts. After all, a
vegetarian and a butcher just don’t go together :) So I came up with a woman called
Violet Cunningham. She not only likes desserts, she has a favorite one:
raspberry cream puffs.
Now, cream puffs aren’t that
hard to make, as I later discovered after the writing group took me under their
wing and into the kitchen. Since I’m not really an ardent baker – I make
really good brownies, but don’t do the fancy stuff – I thought there must be
some trick to them. There’s not. Especially if you’ve got a good hand mixer!
Here’s the tried-and-true
ancient Betty Crocker recipe we made:
1 C water
1/2 C butter
1 C flour
4 Eggs
Filling – whipped cream, etc.
Confectioner’s sugar
Heat oven to 400. Heat water
and butter to a boil. Stir in flour. Stir vigorously over low heat about 1
minute or until mixture forms a ball. * Note: I took the pan off the heat and
used a mixer to do this. Much easier! * Remove from heat. Beat in eggs all at
once, continue beating until smooth. *Note: again, I found the hand mixer
indispensable! * Drop dough by scan 1/4 cup fulls 3″ apart on ungreased backing
sheet. Bake 35 to 40 minutes or until puffed and golden. Cool away from
draft.
Pull out any filaments of soft
dough. Carefully fill with whipped cream. Replace tops; dust with
confectioners’ sugar. Refrigerate.
There’s another recipe in the
back of my book, Sweet Cravings, out
now from Decadent Publishing and below is an excerpt that should get your
whipped cream whipping.
Excerpt:
I ducked into the kitchen before the bored-looking maître d’ could accost
me and found myself heating up at the sight of a stainless steel table.
Sous-chefs in white hats and dishwashers with racks of clean plates bustled
back and forth down the aisle in front of me, but I didn’t spot the pastry chef
in their midst. I almost gave up and left before noticing the light was on in
the “secret kitchen.” I gulped.
My knees went weak, and I stood frozen to the spot. Inside me,
determination, embarrassment, and heady desire warred. I wanted so bad to turn
and walk out, find another caterer, and be done with it. But I couldn’t.
There’d be questions. Chuck would want to know why he wasn’t getting the best
French-trained chef in town, and I’d be up shit creek without a paddle. What
could I say? Sorry, I didn’t mean to have
hot, sweaty sex with the guy—if I’d known you’d need him the next week, I would
have waited?
Remembering the hot sex had my traitorous feet moving forward, toward the
door instead of away. Wrong direction, I told them. Shut up and go with it, my pussy ordered. I bit my lip, swallowed
my pride, and knocked.
The door opened and the man himself appeared wearing a chef’s coat
splattered with pretty light pink frosting and powdered sugar. One whiff of him
convinced me he’d taste positively delicious. My stomach let out a loud rumble,
and I put my hand over it to try and squelch the embarrassing sound.
His mouth fell open when he caught sight of me. In fact, he seemed kind of
stunned for a second. My fight-or-flight response kicked in. I swiveled on my
heel, but he grabbed my elbow and tugged me inside his secret domain once more.
“Mademoiselle,” he murmured low and rich as fudge pudding. “How nice to see you
again. Please, come in.”
I glanced at his face from under my lashes and found him smiling at me,
looking as though he might actually be glad to see me again. Part of me
stiffened, vibrating with nervous energy. The rest of me tingled in saucy
anticipation. The promise of man and dessert made one once more for my licking
pleasure had me close to giggling with happiness as the door snicked shut. As
he twirled me in his arms and drew me close, the all-important notes clutched
in my hand could have jumped a shuttle for Mars for all I cared.
His mouth surged over mine, his lips warm, wet, and insistent, as though he
needed to make up for lost time. I heartily seconded the sentiment, and the
kiss turned from buttery hot and soft to spicy and decadent with a touch of
dare.
I opened my mouth to let his tongue in, and we both moaned at the
intrusion, his hips bucking against mine as he pressed my butt into the table.
I clutched his shoulders, pulling him closer as my initial embarrassment waned.
He tasted of sweet pastry, and I savored the flavor as I relaxed in his arms.
God, the hungers the man awoke in me with just one kiss!
I’d dressed “professionally” for the occasion—stockings,
skirt, silk work blouse, light blazer, and heels—so it wasn’t a surprise to
feel the heat of his hand brush along the smooth stocking covering my thigh.
But I let out a yelp as his strong fingers ripped through the material and
pushed the stocking aside, delving under the crotch of my panties, headed
directly toward my wetness.
“Spread for me,” he growled.
My sex clenched but my tremulous legs parted, obeying his
command to give him easy access. Long, thick fingers slid through my dampness
until they were coated with my slick cream before plunging inside my wet core.
I moaned into his kiss at the glorious pressure and he chuckled. His other arm
held me close as his mouth continued to plunder mine, setting up a tantalizing
rhythm with his tongue and his fingers that my body could not ignore. My head
rolled back and my hips rocked into his thrusts. I emitted soft, mewling cries
every time his cock ground against my clit. It felt so good I thought I’d died
and gone to pink frosting heaven. “Oh, God. Please. Just a little more….”
He quickly upped his game, nibbling down the column of my
neck and then moving his fingers up to my clit, circling it with my own
slippery juices until I was on the brink of breaking apart and screaming my
head off. Then he abruptly pulled his hand away. “Dinner.”
“W-what?” Every brain cell in my mind struggled to
comprehend the concept of language. It seemed so foreign, so far away, so unnecessary.
My hot button throbbed with frustration. I’d been so close….
“Dinner. Have dinner with me. I promise you won’t be
disappointed.”
I panted, trying to form words. No matter how I rocked my
hips, he remained just out of reach from where I needed him most. My fingers
dug into his back, silently demanding satisfaction. But he gave me none.
“Say yes,” he commanded. “Or this ends here. Now.”
His demand seemed simple enough and since agreeing would get
me everything I so badly wanted I said, “Yes.”
***
See what else Violet and her sexy chef Max do in his secret kitchen, and if
you have time, whip up a batch of cream puffs to eat while you read!
Enjoy!
~ Eva Lefoy
Tasty Tuesday - Role Playing & Screaming Orgasms
In the heat of summer spice up the night with a little role playing.
Your honey can be a bartender and you are... well... you!
You walk up to him (the bar) and say,
"Hey there handsome. How about you give me a Screaming Orgasm?"
1 oz vodka
1 1/2 oz Bailey's® Irish cream
1/2 oz Kahlua® coffee liqueur
1 1/2 oz Bailey's® Irish cream
1/2 oz Kahlua® coffee liqueur
Pour first vodka, then Bailey's, then Kahlua into a cocktail glass over crushed ice. Stir.
Caution: use only high quality vodka. Cheap vodka can cause the Bailey's to curdle. Test your brand of vodka by mixing 1 Tsp each of vodka and Bailey's first.
How this scene plays out is strictly up to you.
Saturday, August 3, 2013
Crow Magic Review & Contest
Crow Magic received a 4-STAR review
"This was a far different installment to the 1Night Stand series that I am familiar with, and will certainly appeal to some readers far more than the more formulaic story arc that is more traditional in the series. Mary Quast has created a short erotic story that nearly screams for a full length story, but that is due to the lovely characterization, the volumes of information and the strong spiritual journey that the reader follows with Lucy as she meets and enjoys her one night with Tecumseh"
AND
ENTER THE CONTEST
AT THE END OF THE POST
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3. FREE download of Handcuffs & Silk
Friday, August 2, 2013
Flirty Friday - Fun Firty Lines
1. Come live in my
heart, and pay no rent.
2. I know milk does good for the body but DAMN how much did you drink?
3. Did the sun just come out or did you just smile at me?
4. I want to taste something sweet,could i taste your lips?
5. Excuse me, I think you have something in your eye. Oh wait,
it’s just a sparkle.
Tuesday, July 30, 2013
Tuesday Teaser - DL Jackson
If you enjoyed the last two Tuesday Teasers, here's the final teaser and you might want to sit down for this one...
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D. L. Jackson is a writer of urban fantasy, science fiction, military romance and erotic romance. She loves to incorporate crazy plot twists, comedy and the unexpected into her worlds. As a U.S. Army veteran, she naturally adores men in uniform and feels the world could always use more. She does her part by incorporating as many sexy soldiers in her novels as she can. When she isn't writing or running the roads, you can often find her online chatting with her peers and readers. Grab a cup of iced coffee, pull up your virtual chair and say hi. She loves emails and blog visits from her readers.
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will falling in love with her trainer throw her off course, or finally put her
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Sunday, July 28, 2013
Sneak Peek Sunday - Eagle Dance
Please enjoy the first six paragraphs of Eagle Dance.
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| Dyami Schafer - Eagle Dance |
~This is a draft so keep in mind it is not edited.~
Snow fell in
frilly ice crystals, decorating the sleeve of his dark brown Carhartt jacket. A pair landed on the hard material, molded together
forming a larger, beautiful design.
No two flakes are the same, but yet
they manage to find a mate. He released a sigh and pushed away negative vibes teasing the
edge of his mind. Straightening his back, he stretched stiff muscles. Everything in nature happens for a reason.
Several months ago over a few beers he confided in a friend who listened while he celebrated his own pity party. Reaching his limit and fed up of women staring at him with fear or disgust, he needed to vent. His large size and dark Native American features didn’t help him find dates in the past and unfortunately his nesting instinct kicked in recently. He wanted a good woman who would accept and love him for the rest of his life. His buddy told him about the elite dating service, 1 Night Stand, where one night often led to a love match. His spirit nurtured the seed of hope planted in his thoughts and persuaded him to fill out the paperwork for a blind date.
Months of waiting, he saw a hawk fly overhead while he drank his morning coffee. His people considered hawks to be messengers so he checked his emails and discovered a message from Madame Eve. After a day of working, he drove almost 700 miles and spent the night in a cheap hotel along Interstate 80 so he’d arrive at his destination with vim and vigor. During the trip he fought poor weather and spent hours talking to himself to stay focused. Surely the lonely journey would not have been made in vain.
He clasped the totem pendant he wore around his neck and closed his eyes. The small eagle mounted on an arrowhead represented his linage. The rough edges dug into his palm yet gave him comfort. In his culture some legends are true; there are those who are blessed to be born with a totem animal or a spirit guide. His family is considered blessed by the Great Spirit with not only a spirit animal who resides within one’s soul but also the gift of shifting from man to that of his animal.
Drawing from the strength of his ancestors, he prayed he made the right decision. The spirit of the eagle fluttered against his heart telling him to continue his journey. Countless moments make a lifetime and a chain of them brought him to the place he needed to be. Madame Eve found a woman who would accept his secret and dance with him. With confidence he climbed the steps to the main building of the Castillo Poconos Resort.
Thursday, July 25, 2013
Wednesday, July 24, 2013
Humpday Hottie
This post is coming to you while I'm on vacation in beautiful northern Michigan.
I love going Up North!!!
And we ALL love a guy who shows support for our team.
Have a great week.
GO TIGERS!
Monday, July 22, 2013
Monday Mojo - Hot Weather Oooooo!
It's summer time and we are wearing lighter clothing and sometimes less of it to stay cool. Is it having all that skin exposed cranking up our desires?
Warm weather gives the opportunity for people to get out, mingle and socialize more. But the hot stickiness sometimes can be a turn off from touching one another.
Warm weather gives the opportunity for people to get out, mingle and socialize more. But the hot stickiness sometimes can be a turn off from touching one another.
However...
The hotter the room, the fiercer the orgasm.
Alright Summer...
bring on the heat!
Friday, July 19, 2013
A Midsummer Night's Dream-Man Blog Hop
The cool night air caressing hot skin is sensual and erotic. Releasing the physical body from restricting clothes is letting the spirit of one's soul out to play.
Please enjoy this excerpt from Crow Magic.
“I am a man who is yours tonight,
Lucy.” He walked toward her with arms out from his sides, exposing his nudity.
“Draw on the power within you. Look at me. Overcome your apprehension of men.
Have I not shown you gentleness?”
She nodded and approached him while
tugging the strap of her sundress.
“Keep your dress on. Take it off
when you are ready. This night is about you. Explore my body, learn from it,
and take whatever you want. You are in control.”
He led her to the center of the
blanket and faced her. She stood still with her fingertips resting on his
waist. Cupping her face, he lost himself in her eyes.
“I am your instrument to use
tonight. Open yourself up and delve into this opportunity I offer. I am yours
to command. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
“I think so.” She considered his
offer. “What do I do?”
“Follow your feminine intuition.”
He couldn’t hold back a chuckle. “Touch me, tickle me, beat me, kiss me, bite
me, lick me, suck me…whatever you want. Take whatever you need from me to
strengthen you.”
In the moonlight, an endearing,
innocent blush spread across her face. Amazing how a woman who lived her life
in fear caused by abuse could be so naive of her own sensual power. If she knew
her potential, she could bring him to his knees.
Please, bring me to my knees.
Lucy Richards is tired of
being timid around men. Hoping to overcome her fears and feel like a real
woman, she turns to Madame Eve to find a man who will fulfill that goal. Eve
arranges a one-night stand with a handsome Shawnee shaman who will teach Lucy
to use her womanly power and take her to unimaginable heights.
Shape shifter Seth Crowe is a Keeper of the Spiritual Law who carries
souls from darkness to light, and enjoys using his body to accomplish his
magic.
Tucked away in the
Castillo Poconos Resort, Seth helps Lucy find spiritual and sexual freedom,
never dreaming he might find his own mate in the bargain.
Make sure you leave a comment for a chance to win a lovely handmade beaded bracelet.
And visit all the other wonderful authors on this hop.
Thursday, July 18, 2013
Thursday Thirteen – 13 Naughty Moves to Drive Him Wild
1. Try
a bit of bondage. Being tied up means
you are at the mercy of your partner’s urges, which can be exciting. You can focus entirely on being pleasured
since you’re not able to reciprocate.
Let yourself be his sexy toy.
Remind him that he’s in control and responsible for getting you off.
2. Blindfolds
and scarves. Tie him up and place a soft
blindfold over his eyes. While he’s
lying naked at your mercy, touch him softly with feathers, your fingers, your
tongue, and tell him what you’re doing.
3. Give
him a peep show. This can be done two
different ways. A. Masturbate alone but
don’t let yourself climax. Greet him naked;
let him see the flush all over your body.
In a husky voice, describe to him what you were doing. Or…B. Let him watch you masturbate and let
him finish you off.
4. Give
him his own personal lap dance. Touch
yourself in all of yours and his favorite spots. Some dirty dancing will not only make you
feel sexy but it’ll make him hot as well.
5. Manhandle
him. Surprise him with a hand job when
he least expects it such as when he’s relaxing on the couch or on the phone.
6. Have
strange sex. I don’t mean weird sex, but
pretend you don’t know each other. You
know… role playing. Set up a time to
meet at a particular bar. As you make
your way to him, flirt with a few guys.
Introduce yourself; even make up a name and character you want to play. Role playing can push both of you out of
your comfort zone and possibly enjoy sensations and positions you wouldn’t
normally try together.
7. Play
the innocent. If you want to have more
fun role playing, pretend one of you is innocent and is in need of sex
lessons. Prepare for a very X-Rated
tutorial.
8. New
views and new angles. Take the action to
the living room couch. Try standing-up
sex in this semipublic room, it’ll feel a bit naughty. Keep in mind this is the room where your
parents and friends will be sitting.
9. Give
him the “Oh, my God” erotic view. Start
in a seated position on the couch, straddle him, and then place his hands on
your hips to keep you secure. Lean all
the way back so your head is down by his feet.
You can put your hands on the floor for extra support, then rest your
feet on the back of the couch.
10. Continue
exploring the various rooms in the house.
You will find you will be forced to accommodate your positions to
different obstacles.
11. Ambushing
your guy. Pounce on him when he gets out
of the shower. Nothing smells or tastes
as nice as a clean man! Or slip into the
bathroom and strike a seductive pose in your birthday suit. When he pulls aside the curtain, he’ll be
surprised with the stunning scenery.
12. Sexting. Next time you go out to dinner tell him you
left something in the car. Once outside,
text him that you need his help with something.
When he comes out, pull him into the car and go at it. (You might want to be in a remote part of the
parking lot.)
13. Sexy
talk. Tell him how you feel during
sex. Verbalizing the sensation brings
your attention to it, which reinforces the pleasure you’re experiencing. “I’m coming” is a simple but magical phrase
for a man to hear; he’s pleased he’s gotten you so aroused that you’re out of
control.
Wednesday, July 17, 2013
Humpday Hottie - Devin from Dark Soul
Today is my middle son's 13th birthday and I honor him by featuring the image of a character he created. I often let my boys name characters in my books but in one book, Dark Soul, they managed to be in. My son, Devin, wanted his character "Devin" to be funny and dramatically theatrical so he choose Dero Goi from the band Oomph to be my visual.
Unfortunately, Dark Soul is only a work in progress at the moment.
DARK SOUL
the 4th book in the Soul Series.
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| Devin - drummer, vocals for Dark Cloud |
DARK SOUL
the 4th book in the Soul Series.
The
reclusive leader of the band, Dark Cloud, is as mystifying and foreboding as
his lyrics. Trev Dillinger fights
depression and refuses to sleep because of a reoccurring dream of a blonde
woman with green eyes he’s had since childhood.
Even though his closest friends and band mates, Devin, Nick, and Nathan accept his
strange behavior, the dreams turn to nightmares and he suffers a mental break
down during a concert in Chicago. Once
he recovers, he hides behind his work but is continuously drawn back to the
windy city.
Kat
Lewis is a leading illustrator in the world of fantasy. Kat’s art has always been her escape from the
dreams that torment her at night. For
years, she believed the dark man haunting her since childhood was her
husband. But after his accidental death,
the dreams continued and became nightmares.
A strange event brings
Kat and Trev together. Kat is
intimidated by Trev’s provocateur reputation but is drawn into his
world and they learn
of the shared dreams; wondering if they were soul mates in another life. Not understanding what the visions mean, they
turn to the matriarchs of their families who happen to be
holding a dark secret from the past
With the help of friends and family, Trev and Kat travel to England
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| The REAL Trevor, Devin & Nathan. |
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