A big wet thank you to all who took the time to nominate Polished for the Menage Romance 2014 Fan's Choice Award! Now my little book is in the running for the top spot. I can only say that I am thrilled.  

I just might be addicted to the menage genre...the complications, the decadence, the shock appeal.  I love it.  I'm glad you love it too!  Show Mary some of that love and head over to her blog.  Voting for the final winners starts today and goes until February 8th.  Winners will be announced on February 11th. Go Polished, and thank you for all your support!

 

Polished is nominated for Best Ménage!

My last novel, Polished is nominated for Best Ménage on Mary’s Ménage Whispers.  Mary is one of the foremost enthusiasts of the ménage genre, but this is a fan choice contest.  Your voices are the only ones that count!  If you enjoyed Polished, head over and cast a vote for it in up to three categories. This is my first time nominated and I am truly honored to be considered.  

Polished continues to be in the Amazon top 100 for Gay Romance, and I know it’s because of supporter like you! Thank you for letting Rory, Spencer and Jack into your lives for a short time.  VOTE here! Help put Polished in the top ten for a chance at the finals.

Dream Girl

I believe that I am the most brilliant at night…when I am asleep.  I dream big, in Technicolor clarity, without fear or hesitation.  My dreams are epic and entertaining, often comedic and somehow in some kind of Sybilesque way, surprising. I have actually been surprised by the twist revealed at the end of my dream.  I mean I am“Wow, I didn’t see that coming” kind of surprised.  I awake, might I dare say, rather impressed with myself and the rippling waves of creativity I surfed during my shuteye. 

“Honey,” I say, nudging my husband awake. “You would not believe the dream I had.”

He squints at me and yawns.  “Oh yeah? What was it about?”

Suddenly I’m blank. I remember the sensations, one nonsensical scene, maybe two.  “There was a guy, and he had this…um…this….”

“Yeah?”

“Um…wait, it was crazy, so good for a story…” I’m fried.  Perhaps all that brilliance has resulted in a short circuit.  “Never mind.”

“I’m going back to sleep.”

“Me too.”

Hottest Summer Ever! Christmas in July Blog Hop

We've had quite a blistering summer so far. Hot and sweaty isn't always so sexy, no matter what my compadres and I might write. I've been known to wilt a bit under the relentless sun; tongue out, hair plastered to my forehead.  I can't say that the ice cube melting on my neck is for effect.

If I could wish for one thing it would be  for my hunky heroes to come to life and fan me  for hours with ostrich feathers while I sucked grapes from their lips.  Too indulgent?  How about a massage chair? Or a new laptop.  But really I'd wish for time to slow down a bit.  Hot as hell or not, I wouldn't mind a chance to stop and smell the baked asphalt.  The summer is half over and back to school shopping is creeping into my to do list. Before I know it Christmas will be here for real!  

Leave a comment about your Christmas in July wish and enter to win!  There are gifts to be had all around in my MMF menage By Surprise, up for grabs in print.  Enter to win a singed copy of the Etopia Press anthology Surprised by Seduction also featuring stories from authors April Angel and Eden Summers.  

Good Luck!!

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Saturday Spankings - Rory's first time...

Here's another taste of Jack's heavy hand from Polished.  Rory and Spencer have no idea what they've asked for.  Good thing Jack knows exactly what he's doing.

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With his other wrist secured, Spencer was stretched to the max, making it difficult to keep his balance with his ankles captured in his pants and that pain-in-the-ass cast.

“Fuck, you look amazing,” Jack said. “Don’t you think so, Rory?”

“Mmm-hmm. He does.” Her head cocked to the side as she sized him up. “What are we going to do to him?”

Spencer smirked at her and shook his head. Even he understood that was a mistake.

“First you’re going to get your sweet little ass down from there and bend over the counter while I show you who the fuck is the boss around here.”

Spencer flashed his eyes at Jack as he took off his belt. “Don’t worry. I won’t leave a mark on her, I promise.”

Rory didn’t seem as convinced, yet she lay delicately over the counter without a peep. Jack raked her dress up over her bare ass. He slipped his hand between her thighs. “You cleaned up.”

“I was a mess.”

“Bad girl.” The belt snapped against her skin and she let out a sharp cry. 

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Miss my last Saturday Spankings peek into Polished?  See it here!