Monday, July 7, 2014

2 New Hot Summer Releases from Sable Hunter

 
 
COME WITH ME
Red, Hot, and Boom! collection
by Sable Hunter
 

99 Cents

 
Break out the fireworks and get ready to kick off your summer with this HOT new collection of Stories. Come With Me is part of the Red Hot and Boom! multi-author series. 
 
***Blurb***

Lacy spends her time planning events at a country club. Her latest and greatest project is the big Fourth of July celebration. Fireworks lighting up the sky – Red Hot and Boom! She loves the excitement and the spectacular display of sparkles
and heat gives her a thrill. The only problem is… Lacy has never had any fireworks of her own. Despite having to listen to her friends tell of their sexual escapades, she has never experienced the big ‘O’. According to the only man she’s ever given herself to, Lacy is frigid. Is something wrong with her or has she just not met the right man for the job?

Jake is the manager of the golf course at the country club. He’s designing and overseeing a building project and the sight of him shirtless and sweating and flexing…has given Lacy ideas. Jake has a certain reputation of being able to handle almost any task he’s given. Rumors of his sexual prowess are legendary. Now, every time Lacy sees him working with his hands, doing some heavy lifting, his body gleaming with the sheen of exertion – she begins to hope that Jake can give her what no one else ever has.

IF - she can just figure out how to ask him. But what Lacy doesn’t know is that Jake has ideas of his own. His outlook on love and life has been molded by the mistakes of his family. He doesn’t think true love exists, there’s just sex. Until he meets Lacy. This Fourth of July celebration proves to have more explosions in store than those in the sky, for Jake sets out to prove that he can give Lacy exactly what she needs. In fact, Jake intends to show Lacy that what she needs – is him. 

*Content Warning: Contains Explicit Scenes and Content. Intended for 18+ Audience


***Excerpt***




“Might want to do up your jacket,” a strong male voice said beside her.

Lacy froze. This was beginning to be a habit. Yes, when she turned, Jake was right there, leaning against the beige brick wall with his arms folded across his thick chest. “What did you say?” She finally managed to ask.

“Before you go in, you might want to button your coat or you’re going to give everybody a thrill,” Jake said, gesturing with his hand at her open blouse.

Not understanding, Lacy looked down and found her white blouse clinging to her chest, her light green bra very visible through the fabric. Good gravy! “Dang, I’m so sorry.” Lacy squeaked, clasping her small purse in front of her chest. She’d wanted him to see her bra one day, but this wasn’t how she’d envisioned it going down.

Jake chuckled. “Don’t be sorry. I’m not.”

“What’s so funny?” Lacy inquired, embarrassed. After all the things she’d been daydreaming about them doing together, finding herself in a situation like this with Jake was almost more than she could bear.

“You’re gonna need a bigger purse than that,” he said with a wry smile. The teasing and ribbing he’d taken from those three dating service women came to mind. It was clear, if you gave those three an inch, they’d take a mile. And if they’d mentioned Lacy Allen once, her name had come up a dozen times. But they were right, she was cute as a bug.

Humiliated, Lacy was absolutely humiliated. She didn’t have that much contact with Jake, surely not as much as she’d like to have. And here she was, standing in front of him, giving him his very own private wet T-shirt contest. What to do? She wanted to look at him, see his expression. Did he like what he saw? Maybe she should try to get the attention off of herself. Yea, that would be smart. “Too wet to work?” she asked timidly. Hell, she could relate. After fantasizing about the gorgeous man in front of her, her panties were still soaked and she hadn’t even gotten to enjoy what could have been a satisfying finish.

Jake stepped out to the edge of the overhang. “I’ll tell you one thing, I’m from here, grew up in Sabine Parish. And there’s one thing about this place, it can be hot as hell but a storm can come up in a heartbeat.” He stuck his hand out and cupped it, instantly his palm filled with water. “I left as soon as I got out of high school, went to Arizona where it hardly ever rains. But here, rain can come out of nowhere and before you know it, you’re all wet.”



 

Welcome to My World
 
Hell Yeah! series #14
 
***Blurb***

Continue the Hell Yeah! Series with book 14 


The first time Bowie Travis Malone laid eyes on Cassie Cartwright, she knocked him for a loop. He was as drawn to her side as a moth to a flame. A green eyed angel with golden hair, she made his heart hammer in his chest and his body ache to hold her close. But the moment he asks her to dance, the truth of her condition almost brings him to his knees – Cassie is in a wheelchair. 


Cassie is used to men passing her by, they can’t see beyond the handicap that defines her boundaries. When she sees Bowie walking across the room toward her, she thinks he is the sexiest man in the world and once they talk, she realizes he is as kind and smart as he is handsome. She dreads the moment when he asks her to dance and she has to tell him she can’t. 


Their first meeting seals their fate. Both are drawn to each other by threads that fate wove long ago. Bowie realizes he wants Cassie above all others, and thinks she is perfect – just the way she is. Cassie is afraid to dream that he might be able to see something in her that no one else ever has. 

Love, desire, and affection draw them together but reality may shatter their dreams. The tragic accident that put Cassie in a wheelchair will come back to haunt them. And when Bowie realizes he was the one responsible – nothing will ever be the same. He will begin a quest to build a world where Cassie will feel cherished and welcome – if only she will be able to forgive.


***Excerpt***


“Bowie, I don’t think—”

“Dammit!” Bowie stood up.

He was leaving. Cassie bowed her head and wiped her hands on her dress. It was for the best. Then, she looked up and got a big surprise. Lord, the man could move fast. One moment he was sitting about three feet away, the next he was crouched by her chair and had his hand cupped around Cassie’s cheek. “You’re wrong. There is a need.” Gently, firmly, with predatory grace, he lowered his head until their lips almost touched.

He could feel her tremble beneath his touch. God help, she was beautiful. If Bowie was right, it had been a long time since she’d kissed a man. Her eyes widened, as if she didn’t quite know what to expect. Cassie watched his every move. Sweet Jesus, he needed to do this just right. “I want this so much. I’m aching for your kiss. Do you want me?”

Did she want him? Was he kidding? She was certain all he saw when he looked at her was the chair. And here he was telling her that he ached for her kiss? Could she believe him? Bowie was so aware of her. The smooth curve of her face, the long luscious locks of hair which framed her body like Rapunzel and breasts so lush and perfect he had to fight himself to keep from touching them to see if they were as soft as they appeared. He wanted her. Simple. Just like the first time he’d seen her, he wanted her so much the need made him weak. Moving closer to her, he asked her again. The uncertainty in her eyes hurt Bowie. “You have me on a slow burn, baby. Do you want me, Cassie?”

“Desperately,” she breathed.

He drew closer, taking control, holding her face as he slanted his lips across hers. She trembled, her breath hitching, nervous and gasping for air. Bowie gave her what she needed, sharing his breath as he leaned nearer, deepening the kiss. Perfect. That was all he could think. She was absolutely perfect and so sweet. Currents of electricity swept through his body. Any reservations he’d harbored were forgotten for the moment. Her mouth was addictive and her seeming innocence an irresistible attraction. His hunger drove him to dip his tongue into the honeyed recesses of her mouth. Velvet. Tenderly he rubbed his lips over hers, licking, teasing, coaxing Cassie to trust him enough to kiss him back.

At last she let out a ragged little moan and he felt her delicate hands take hold of his shoulder, clutching the material of his shirt in her slender fingers. Bowie felt an immense satisfaction when she leaned forward, giving herself over to him to support and hold. As he accepted her weight, a feeling of absolute contentment came over him. Cassie felt so right in his arms, so welcome. Her soft skin seemed to singe his everywhere they touched. Bowie trembled, he fuckin’ trembled. Never had he felt anything like this before.

Needing more, he wrapped an arm around her, carefully easing her closer. Every instinct told him to pick her up but he was afraid he’d hurt her. At first she’d been reticent, but now she opened for him, her tongue timidly darting over his in their first erotic dance. Bowie groaned his satisfaction.
She answered him with a moan of her own, a quiet vibration of ecstasy deep in her throat which absolutely electrified him. He slid his hand from her face to the nape of her neck, holding her in place. A primal need to master, to exert his male power took his breath away. He had no desire to hurt, rather he wanted to protect, possess and control.

Mine.

Bowie longed to memorize every facet of her body by learning it inch by sweet inch. He wanted to mark her as his own. Touch. Heat. Desire. Those things were taking precedence over coherent thought. Bowie was acting on compulsion when he placed his hand on her side, skimming her waist. So soft. So fuckin’ perfect. He allowed his palm to learn her body, the delicate shape, the gentle curves. With every touch, he felt her respond with tiny trembles and whimpers, revealing to him that she was as enthralled in what they were doing as he was. And when she threaded those dainty fingers in his hair, he could feel her longing conveyed to him through every fiber of her being.

Bowe’s fingers inched upward until he grazed the lower swell of her breast, the generous warm globe beckoning his touch. He wanted to cup her softness more than he wanted to take another breath of air. All he could think of was molding and kneading the feminine flesh until he had her asking him to replace his fingers with his lips. God, he could make her feel so good. She would love how he could make her feel. And he wanted to hear her begging, the desperation to please her tore at his heart.
 
Cassie. Sweet Cassie.


 

About the Author


Sable Hunter writes erotic romance. She writes what she likes to read and enjoys putting her fantasies on paper. Her stories are emotional reads where the heroine is faced with challenges, like one of her favorite songs – she’s holding out for 
a hero – and boy, can she deliver a hero. Her aim is to write a story that will make you laugh, cry and sweat. If she can wring those emotions out of a reader, then she has done her job.
 
She grew up in south Louisiana along the mysterious bayous where the Spanish moss hangs thickly over the dark waters. The culture of Louisiana has shaped her outlook on life and made its way into her novels where the supernatural is entirely normal. Presently, Sable lives in Texas and spends most of her time in wild and wonderful Austin.
 
She is passionate about animals and has been known to charm creatures from a one ton bull to a family of racoons. For fun, Sable has been known to haunt cemeteries and battlefields armed with night-vision cameras and digital recorders hunting proof that love survives beyond the grave.
 
She writes for Secret Cravings Publishing as well as publishes much of her own work. Join her in her world of magic, alpha heroes, sexy cowboys and hot, steamy, to-die-for sex. Step into the shoes of her heroines and escape to places where dreams can come true and orgasms only come in multiples.


 

 

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10 comments:

  1. Love Sable Hunter!! My fave part of the 4th this year was watching the fireworks on the riverfront!

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  2. I first discovered Sable Hunter in the Cowboy Six Pack box set and I've been reading every one of her books that I can get my hands on ever since.

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  3. I do love Sable Hunter books.....Thank you for the give away!!!!!! Both of these books are wonderful. I have them both....If you haven't gotten them got now and get them!!!!!

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  4. My favorite part of the 4th of July was sleeping late!

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  5. I love all of Sables books an I cant wait to read these two new ones.

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  6. watching fireworks
    MCantu1019 at aol dot com

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  7. I love the Hell Yeah series. I can't wait until this comes out.

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  8. Watching fireworks on the lake with friends.

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  9. We dont celebrate 4th of july. But this year it was the last school day for my kids so I was happy that they had vacation!

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