Humpday Hottie

Well, another week with another Wednesday. Good news though! Spring is here, that nasty white stuff is FINALLY  leaving. Let's celebrate with some tasty vitals.

Charles, how about you cook us up something?

Who wants to join me?

Tuesday Teaser from Alissa Baxter and The Blog Affair

My good friend, Alissa Baxter had an excellent book released back in October.  I recommend to check this book out. I guarantee you'll get caught up with the creatively way it's written and the story will take you away. 

BLURB:

Twenty-something, white, South African Emma Bradshaw has a pattern of falling for unsuitable men and starts a blog about these so-called “serial datists”. Her search for new beginnings takes her to Cape Town, where she gets a job working for sexy author, Nick Reynolds. Romance with her boss is a no-no, but slowly, Nick works his way around her defenses. Trust him, or not, especially with her awful track record with men?

When an anonymous male reader of the blog challenges her on her ideas about the male species, Emma realises she must confront her past and find her true self before she can move forward...and love can blossom again in her future.

EXCERPT FROM THE BLOG AFFAIR

Damn him. Damn him. Damn him. Like a bad apple, he just had to pop up in her new home. She’d left Durban to escape him, and here he was, back again, tormenting her as ever. Awful enough that memories of him were with her all the time, without him turning up in the flesh. And what flesh it was….

“You had a good time in Italy?” she inquired.

Phil nodded.

“Great. Well, I have things to do. Bye.”

“Running away, Em?”

Emma, who had starting walking toward the door, stopped in her tracks and turned around. “I’ve moved on, Phil.”

“You mean you’ve moved away. You haven’t moved on.”

“What makes you so sure?”

Phil gazed into her eyes before looking down at her mouth, and Emma swallowed hard. He always made her insides twist into knots, and the fact she couldn’t bear to be in the same room with him for even five minutes clearly showed she hadn’t moved on. She had to put him behind her, though, and stop allowing him to upset her equilibrium to the degree he did.

But as she studied his once-loved face, she let out a tiny sigh. How did you just move on and forget someone? Especially when you’d once believed that someone was the love of your life?

She stood immobile for a long moment. Then, without a word, she turned around again and walked out of the room.

AUTHOR BIO:

Alissa Baxter was born in South Africa, and grew up with her nose in a book on a poultry and cattle farm. After school and university, where she majored in Political Science and French, she published her first novel, The Dashing Debutante. Alissa travelled to London, England, and did an odd assortment of jobs while researching her second novel, Lord Fenmore’s Wager, which she wrote after she moved back to South Africa and settled in Durban. Alissa then relocated to Cape Town where she wrote her third novel, Send and Receive, before moving to Johannesburg, where she currently lives with her husband and two sons.

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Monday Mojo - Death by Orgasm

A normal resting heart rate for adults ranges from 60 to 100 beats a minute. For both men and women, the heart rate averages 140 beats per minute at the point of orgasm.

Nelson Rockefeller died while having sex with his mistress. Even the mighty Attila the Hun fell victim to a heart attack that caused his early demise … on his wedding night no less.

Volunteers having sex in a laboratory setting have a significant increase in  pulse, blood pressure and respiratory rates. In other words, the heart works harder, pretty much along the same level as with a moderate work out.

What’s really interesting is when similar studies are conducted among married couples in their own bedrooms; heart rates don’t increase during sex! In fact, on average, married couples had  a LOWER heart rate than recorded during normal daily activities.

The risk of death during sex with your spouse is small, especially if you exercise and/or have sex regularly.

I think I went into the wrong line of work.
I should have become one of those people who research sex.

Special Release from Paige Tyler

Paige and I met through an online writers forum and we've hung out a few times in person at 
Lori Foster's Readers & Authors Get Together. 

She's a great gal, an amazing writer, and has a handsome "writer's research" assistant. 

I love Paige's work and want to share this announcement with every one. 

It's release day of Paige's re-release, the hot vampire romance VAMPIRE 101 

(Book One of Modern Day Vampires)!

I love the cover. Erin Dameron-Hill is the artist and it features Jimmy Thomas! Yummy!

Being a Vampire Isn't What It Used to Be!

Savanna Royce is a weekend Goth-girl who’s always been fascinated with vampires. She doesn’t really believe in them, of course, but that changes when she’s bitten by a rogue vamp and left for dead. Fortunately, two-hundred-and-seventy-eight-year-old vampire Kaige Travers is there to rescue her. Unwilling to let her die, he turns Savanna into a vampire to save her life—not knowing if she’ll thank him or hate him for it.

While Kaige is teaching Savanna what she needs to know about being a vampire, neither of them can deny the chemistry that’s there. Somewhere between getting her registered at the local vampire admin office and teaching her how to order blood on the internet, they fall for each other—fast and hard.

Just as things are heating up between the sheets—and everywhere else—they encounter one minor problem. The rogue vampire who attacked her is back and this time he wants to finish the job he started.

Pick up your copy today!

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Fitness Friday - Curb Your Sweet Tooth

Got a late-night sugar craving that just won't quit?

The best way to avoid calorie packed sweets is to turn to fruit.

Resist the chocolate and whipping cream, pull out some juicy strawberries for an evening snack.

Thursday Thirteen - 13 Quotes on Love

I had a poster in my room as a teen with the words "If you love something, let it go. If it comes back to you, it's yours forever. If it doesn't, then it was never meant to be. " Funny how I've used that phrase so many times in my life.

1. A hug is like a boomerang - you get it back right away.
Bil Keane

2. A kiss can be a comma, a question mark or an exclamation point. That's basic spelling that every woman ought to know.
Mistinguett

3. A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.
Ingrid Bergman

4. A man in love is not complete until he is married. Then he is finished.
Zsa Zsa Gabor

5. A man falls in love through his eyes, a woman through her ears.
Woodrow Wyatt

6. A man reserves his true and deepest love not for the species of woman in whose company he finds himself electrified and enkindled, but for that one in whose company he may feel tenderly drowsy.
George Jean Nathan

7. Anyone can be passionate, but it takes real lovers to be silly.
Rose Franken

8. Before I met my husband, I'd never fallen in love, though I'd stepped in it a few times.
Rita Rudner

9. I love you, not for what you are, but for what I am when I am with you.
Roy Croft

10. You know you're in love when you can't fall asleep because reality is finally better than your dreams.
Dr. Seuss

11. One is loved because one is loved. No reason is needed for loving.

Paulo Coelho

12. There's no good story without romance.  

Stephenie Meyer

13. All I really need is love, but a little chocolate now and then doesn't hurt!
Lucy Van Pelt
In Peanuts, by Charles M. Schulz.

HAPPY THURSDAY 13!!!

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Tuesday Teaser - Illicit Relations by Lucy Felthouse

Illicit Relations by Lucy Felthouse

Terry’s had a crush on his second cousin Justin for what seems like forever. He’s hidden it as well as possible, knowing that the other man is out of bounds, forbidden fruit. Second cousins getting together isn't actually illegal, but for Justin the relationship is too close—he just can’t contemplate them being together.

But when some new information comes to light about Terry’s birth and his place in the family, the whole game changes. Suddenly the relationship isn't so impossible, and things soon begin to get hot and heavy.

Excerpt:

Terry deliberately averted his gaze as Justin tugged off his T-shirt and dove into the pool. The last thing he needed was to see him topless. His libido was already in overdrive and he was having trouble not jumping Justin’s bones. In fact, the only thing that held him back was the fact that Justin was his second cousin. They hadn't been brought up particularly closely, so it wasn't as if he were lusting after someone he considered to be a brother, but still. They were related and it was weird. Or it would be weird if anything happened between them, which it wouldn't, of course. It would be wrong and they both knew it.

Terry assumed that was the reason Justin was avoiding him, anyway. They got on well and there was an obvious spark between them, but nothing inappropriate had ever taken place. For the most part, they acted as cousins should. Every now and again, though, he’d catch Justin looking at him. Equally, Terry would drink his fill of his cousin when no one else was looking. Apparently it was getting increasingly difficult for Justin, too.

Right now, at the annual summer get together at Terry’s grandparents’ massive house in rural Warwickshire, the tension between them had never been higher.

What made the whole thing ten times worse was that neither of them had come out. So ending up together would be a double whammy for their families. He could see it now. Hey, everyone! I’m gay—and so is he. We’re together. Now as you were.

He didn’t know whether the reaction would be favorable or not.

He also knew that part of his frustration about the situation was because he hadn't yet seen any point in coming out. His feelings for Justin ran deeper than he cared to admit, and for that reason he hadn't been in a relationship with anyone—ever. Not a homosexual relationship, anyway. He’d had girlfriends back in the days when he hadn't realized what his urges meant, but since then he’d been by himself and remained a virgin. He was surprised, actually, that no one in his family had asked whether he was gay. He could only assume that because he was so private generally, they thought he would only introduce them to someone when he felt it was absolutely right. That was his plan, in fact. To come out and introduce his partner at the same time. But until he got over this damn infatuation with Justin, he was never going to be any farther forward.

His thoughts ran on for several minutes until he was interrupted—and startled—by droplets of cold water falling onto his bare shoulder. He turned. Justin stood there, shaking his blond head and sending the droplets flying around. Apparently he wasn't avoiding Terry anymore.

It was hot and he was wearing casual clothes, so Terry wasn't bothered about getting wet, but for some reason, he snapped at Justin. “For fuck’s sake, do you have to do that here?”

Immediately Justin stopped and stared at him. They’d never had a cross word between them, not even when they were children. “Sorry, mate. I was just messing around. I didn't think it would piss you off.”

His blue eyes were wide and Terry felt his irritation dissipating rapidly. He continued to rake his gaze down Justin’s half-naked form. His broad shoulders and wide chest, which was sprinkled with a handful of pale hairs. His toned stomach, the six-pack nicely defined but not too body-builderish. His arms were thickly muscled but suited his athletic frame. Deep-blue swimming trunks hid the area he most wanted to see but he relied on the glimpses he’d had over the years and his overripe imagination.

Thick thighs and calves and, unbelievably, nice feet—he didn't generally like feet—finished off the package of perfection and Terry was suddenly extremely glad he had a book in his lap, because his cock was beginning to swell and press against the inside of his swimming shorts. He realized that a dip in the pool would be a pretty good antidote—the chilly water should take the heat from his cock. And if not, at least no one would be able to see the bulge unless they swam underwater.

It was stupid, really, trying to hide his erection from Justin. They both knew there was something between them, and he wanted to bury his hard cock inside Justin’s mouth or arse, not hide it beneath a fucking book.

He began to wonder whether they should just get together, and to hell with the consequences. It wasn't illegal.

Justin sat down on the sun bed next to Terry and flashed him a smile. “Am I forgiven, then? I haven’t got your book wet, have I?” He reached out to grab the book, presumably to try to dry it, but Terry slammed his hand down quickly, catching Justin’s fingers beneath his in the process, not to mention giving his cock a bit of a smack.

“No,” he ground out, wondering how he’d managed to get even a single word to fall from his lips. As soon as their fingers had touched he’d felt a spark that had run straight up his arm and multiplied throughout his entire body. His ebbing erection had immediately jumped back to attention, lifting the book slightly. He hoped against all hope that Justin hadn't noticed but he had no such luck.

The blond’s gaze dropped to their still-touching fingers and, presumably, to the book and the thing beneath it that had caused the movement. He stared for a few seconds that felt like hours, then looked back up at Terry’s face. He opened his mouth then closed it again. For the first time ever, it seemed Justin was speechless.

A huge splash and a series of laughs from the pool broke the spell between them. Justin snatched his hand back and raked it through his hair. He opened and closed his mouth again, but for the second time nothing came out. He let out a heavy sigh and stood up looking dazed. He appeared to have trouble putting one foot in front of the other, as though he were drunk or had just woken from a very deep sleep. Of course, only the two of them knew the real reason for Justin’s behavior.

Finally Justin got his limbs to cooperate, and he made his way across to the table that held food and drinks, sheltered from the bright sunlight by a large, green gazebo.

Terry watched him go, a tumult of emotions running through his brain. Disappointment, confusion, anger, lust…they all assaulted him, though admittedly the last was screaming the loudest, a fact certainly not helped by Justin’s damp and topless state.

Now a feeling of despair took hold of him. What the fuck was he going to do?

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Lucy Felthouse is a very busy woman! She writes erotica and erotic romance in a variety of subgenres and pairings, and has over eighty publications to her name, with many more in the pipeline. These include several editions of Best Bondage Erotica, Best Women's Erotica 2013 and Best Erotic Romance 2014. Another string to her bow is editing, and she has edited and co-edited a number of anthologies, and also edits for a small publishing house. She owns Erotica For All, and is book editor for Cliterati. Find out more at http://www.lucyfelthouse.co.uk. Join her on Facebook and Twitter, and subscribe to her newsletter at: http://eepurl.com/gMQb9

Happy St. Patrick's Day!

Kiss him--he's IRISH. 
Colin O'Donoghue, as Captain Hook in ABC's Once Upon A Time

Welcome Eva Lefoy & The Trouble With Memories

In space, nobody can hear you come!

Or can they? I guess it depends on how thick the walls are. Even on a military base the quarters are likely pretty close. On a tin bucket flying through space? Even closer. So what’s a girl to do?

For Lucy Borasco, what she wants is her ex-boyfriend back. Captain Cal Sykes threw her over to focus on his career and she’s fed up with being #2. Yep, even in space women have it rough. But she’s kind of hung up on Cal. I mean, they’re perfect for each other. Or are they?

Could there be someone better out there for Lucy than Cal? Let’s look at the options:

1. She could date another hotshot space pilot, to which she’d probably say, fragging comet tails!
2. She could date an alien species. Maybe one with tentacles that could feel her up in all the right places at the same time. Hmmm…. This has possibilities!
3. She could take a Martian lover. What’s that? Martians are extinct? Tell that to the Martians, honey.

The Martians are back and they’re horny as hell!

I think Lucy would be a good match with a Martian male. Not only do they require lots of sex, but they can handle a hot head. Conversely, Lucy is about the only person who can handle them. Which is good since she ends up permanently intertwined with one:

My blood is green. Say it. Think it. Join with me.

The voice grew louder and her head spun, dizziness taking over. I’m hallucinating. I must have lost a lot of blood. But she didn’t feel wet. Just cold. Empty. “Am I bleeding, Fennik?”

“Not on the outside. The damage is internal.” He touched her arm. “I’m sorry. It’s pretty bad. Are you in much pain? I can see if there’s a hypo in the med kit to make you comfortable.”

Her hands twitched. Restless legs wanted to move, but her body did not obey. Frustrated, she wanted to scream. I have to find Cal.

“Lucy, lie still.”

“I don’t want to.” Fennik looked at her sadly, like he wanted to cry. The truth hit her. “Wait. Am I really dying?”

Fennik dropped his gaze.

She forced a swallow, blinking back tears. “No. I can’t die like this. I can’t leave Cal.”

My blood is green. Our blood is green. Say it Lucy…. We can be one. We can live.

Eyes squeezed shut, fists clenched, she hissed through her teeth. “Okay, okay, my blood is green. Happy now?”

“Lucy? Are you all right?”

Her limbs jerked and went stiff. Unable to move or breathe or speak, her body froze. This time, she wasn’t afraid. This time the power inside her swelled, surging through her veins. Inside, she smiled.

“Lucy. Can you hear me? Lucy?” He shook her gently, then sighed and closed her eyes. “Shrinking quarks, Cal’s gonna freak when he finds out.”

Oh yes, he is.

Here’s more about Cal and Lucy’s story:

                                              

Helium toads!

Lieutenant Lucy Borasco has her phase pistol ready and her ex-boyfriend in her sights. She has every intention of making him pay for choosing his career over her. But she hadn’t factored in a Martian sneak invasion, Cal’s incessant need to save the universe, or the risk of permanent damage to her complexion. Getting Cal back will cost her more than she thinks, leaving her changed forever.

Captain California Sykes’ memories are gone, his career is in ruins, and his ex-girlfriend nearly kills him with a kiss. Can he overcome the Martian invasion, save the rest of the team and win Lucy back again in the process? Or will his seat-of-the-pants plans and the canned fish rations cost him everything he holds dear, including his sanity?

Find out in The Trouble With Memories.

Thanks for having me here today!

 ~ Eva

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Eva Lefoy writes and reads all kinds of romance, and is a certified Trekkie. She’s also terribly addicted to chocolate, tea, and hiking. One of these days, she’ll figure out the meaning of life, quit her job, and go travel the galaxy. Until then, she’s writing down all her dirty thoughts for the sake of future explorers.

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Humpday Hottie

Just when I thought football season was done, my family took me to a Professional Indoor Football game. 

One last football hottie since it is only a month away from opening day of baseball season.