Please accept my apologies for missing this afternoon's blog. I was stuck out at the baseball field all day without WiFi access. In fact, if I am not at work or online or reading, I am probably at a baseball field. And who can blame me??? There's something about those long lean bodies and tight pants. So clean cut, but you know they have some power in their guns. Yep. So as my apology, here are a few more images of America's favorite time. (copyright belongs to the owners of the photos, which is not me. But thanks for sharing your photos on the web.)
Another great friend is Lori King. We had been Facebook friends with Lori until we met up with her at Wild Wicked Weekend. She is a hoot and we loved hanging out with her. Known for her paranormal ménage books The Gray Pack, she also has a Texas Cowboy series and is giving away an ecopy of Weekend Surrender, as well as an ARC of new short story Watching Sin releasing June 15. We have really enjoyed helping her with her research into Texas culture, starting with margaritas on the San Antonio Riverwalk!
Here is are excerpts from both prizes!
When I am on Facebook, I always look to see if Hennessee Andrews is hanging out. No one can make laugh harder. I love our late night chats and hope that I can meet her face to face one day. Hennessee is a versatile author, ranging from Ménage to MM. She also writes about some bad boy sons of a certain Texas Senator. We bonded while I was promoting her collaborative series Sunset Point (along with Lori King, Susan Hayes, Laurie Roma and Erika Reed), and so she is giving away a copy of her novel Tattoos and Cupcakes, as well as sharing a snippet with you here.
“Tell him to open his jeans and pull out his cock.” Dane said with a growl next to her ear.
She stuttered. “Puh, pull,”
“No, not like that. Demand him to do it.” Dane’s voice rose and a new round of heat coated his fingers. “Do it, Reece. You know you want to see him do it. Now make him.”
Lane did want to see Bannock’s cock. She wanted it so badly she found her voice and strength. “Pull out your cock and stroke it, Bannock!”
Dane chuckled softly in her ear. “Good girl.”
Bannock’s expression didn’t change and at first, Lane thought he wasn’t going to do it. Then, his hands slowly worked at the button of his jeans and she cheered inside. He lifted his ass and slid not only his jeans, but his boxers down with one shove. His large cock jutted out and she felt her body respond. She licked her lips as a tremor built. Bannock gripped his shaft and slowly worked from the base to the top. His thumb swept over the tip, gathering his lubricant and rubbing it down his long pole.
“Isn’t that the biggest cock you ever laid eyes on?” Dane asked her and sped up his pace.
“Yes.” She cried out.
“Show him how much you appreciate watching him. Come for him.”
Another person I hope to meet live one day is Debbie Workman over at Beau Coup LLC (publishing). Debbie has become that friend who always knows what I need to read next. I trust her suggestions implicitly. Here are a few of the authors she has turned me on to .
Straightening in her seat, looking around and then at him, she gave him a mischievous grin.
“Who said I was Irish?”
Looking right into his eyes, she answered his question, “With those beautiful green eyes, you’ve got to have some Irish in you.” Krista made the statement as though it was a simple fact. Then shrugging her shoulders she added, frankly. “Plus, your name is McKaden.” Kade was at a loss for words.
Clearing his throat, he spoke gruffly, “Let’s get you inside.” Leaning in, he scooped her up and out of the car.
“I can walk.” She protested.
Holding her tight to his chest, he strode across the yard. “And I can carry you,” he stated firmly.
“Okay,” Krista whispered as she wrapped her arms around his neck and laid her head on his shoulder.
Kade walked into her house and over to the small loveseat and sat down with her in his lap. In just a few seconds she was fast asleep again. He wanted to just sit and cradle her to him for the rest of the day. Or better yet, lay her down in that big king size bed he’d seen when he was checking to make sure her house was safe, and hold her until she woke up. His imagination started getting away from him, because he began picturing all kinds of things he wanted to do to her and with her. His thoughts were just starting to form a complete fantasy when she wiggled around in his lap, trying to get comfortable. Damn, he’d forgotten about his utility belt. Standing up, he placed her gently on the loveseat. She immediately found a comfortable spot and settled in. Picking up the blanket that had slipped off when he was moving her, Kade covered her up. Leaning over, he kissed Krista on the forehead.
“Sleep well, beautiful.” For a few moments he stood over her and just watched her sleep. Honestly, he could stand there forever and just soak in all that she was with his eyes.
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