Happy Release Day!!! Strawberry Wine

Hello, my lovelies! my contemporary romantic suspense Strawberry Wine is now available from Beachwalk Press! http://beachwalkpress.com/strawberry-wine/

Can these ex-lovers work together to save New York City's children?
Caleb and Laura were teenage sweethearts, poised on the edge of a beautiful future, then without explanation, Laura walked out. Now both are cops and have been partnered up to bring down a notorious criminal who is exploiting New York City's innocent children. Can they put aside old hurts to save the children, and will the flames of rekindled passion be enough to give their love a second chance?

How about a wee tease to whet your appetite?


He’d forgotten his cellphone charger in the car. Caleb got only as far as the front door when he saw her, sitting in the driveway in a light brown car. She jumped in the driver’s seat when she saw him, her eyes going wide.

Caleb watched her close her eyes and ease out of the car, her gaze locking on him.
Oh God. She’s so beautiful! That was the first thought that ripped through him when her green eyes meet his. Her blonde hair was shorter than he remembered, coming just to her shoulders. He recalled running his fingers through the long mass while they made love. She wore a baby blue t-shirt stretched across breasts that used to drive him insane.
Used to.

No longer. Yet he couldn’t stop drinking her in. Her jeans were snug but looked comfortable, and he could make out tight, toned thighs. For a second, Caleb could almost feel those smooth thighs, sliding along his, and he forced himself to push that memory aside.

"Laura." He spat the word out like a curse and a plea all at the same time.

His voice panted her name in her ear, soft and urgent while he pushed into her. Laura...Laura...Laura...
"Caleb. Hi." She forced out the sounds through choking breath.
Her nails dug into his back, moving upward to press him deeper into her body. Caleb...Caleb...Caleb...
Caleb’s eyes stayed on hers.
"Is it this way with other couples, do you think? Do you think they feel this too, Caleb?"
He watched her catch sight of his car, and she gasped. He knew she recognized it.
The rain was pouring on them, but they didn’t care. Laura bit into the soaked yellow fabric covering his shoulder. "Someone is gonna catch... Oh my God...like that...oh God..." Her body slid desperately, pulling at Caleb’s hips as he thrust, surging up into her with hard, deep movements. He leaned down to kiss her, her mouth wet and warm, her skin damp and steaming.
"Uh… Is your mom home?" she asked, jolting Caleb from his thoughts for a moment.

"So we’re like...kinda official now, right?" a sixteen-year-old Caleb asked, spread out on the carpet next to her. Strawberry Wine 20
Laura looked up from her textbook. "I dunno. Do you want to be?"

"Yeah."

She leaned over and kissed him softly. "Me too."
"Uh. Yeah," he replied, trying to settle on any one of the dozens of emotions running through him. He felt rage, desire, uncertainty, sadness, panic. He’d thought for sure that when he saw her he would unload years of rage on her, but having her mere steps away from him now, Caleb had no idea what to say or do. Instead he turned away, forgetting what he’d come outside to get, and didn’t look behind him to see if she was following.

He could feel her eyes on him while they walked into the house.

That mouth. Caleb remembered what that mouth used to do to him. How hot and soft it was.
"Laura, you don’t have to... Oh my God..." Caleb arched off the seat when she slid her lips down over him. Heat, explosive and intense, raced through every nerve ending to gather right there, and Caleb clenched his eyes shut tight because to watch her would make him come all that much sooner.
She followed him into the living room and wouldn’t really look at him. She was still so damned beautiful. But her body was a little different. Tighter, yet rounder in places, and oh God, her breasts. He tore his eyes away and forced his desire back to rage. He watched the nervous look on his mother’s face when she came into the living room and hugged Laura before gesturing toward the pale green-and-white striped couch.

"Can I get you something to drink? Beer?"

"Ah, hell, Ma. You should let Laura just take a look in the fridge and pick something out herself. She’s practically family, isn’t that right?" Caleb asked, dropping an arm on the back of the couch, dangerously close to her shoulder.

Laura turned and stared at him, her face flushing, and clenched her jaw but said nothing.

"I don’t think any of us were all that surprised when we found out Laura took up with Mike. I mean, Laura always did love our family, seeing that things weren’t all that great with her own."

Now both she and his mother glared at him. Caleb felt a burst of triumph at the flash of pain in Laura’s eyes. That’s right, bitch. Hurt. Hurt ’til you bleed. Though he knew it would never come close to what she’d done to him, maybe he could make things a little painful for her Strawberry Wine 21 in his own way.

"Laura, honey, why don’t you stay for dinner?"

Caleb scowled at his mother.

"Would you like to help me with the salad?" Caroline asked, giving Caleb a look that mimicked the ‘wait ’til your father gets home’ glares she used to give him when he was a child.

They came back out a few minutes later with some wine. Caroline handed Caleb a glass, and he watched as Laura now took the matching armchair seat furthest away from him.

"You know what I miss? That non-alcoholic strawberry wine you used to give us when we were kids. Man, I haven’t had that in ages," Caleb said, watching Laura choke on her wine.

"I thought you kids hated that stuff." Caroline took her place next to Caleb.

"Nah, it was all right. Remember, Laura? It was an acquired taste," Caleb reminded her.

Laura poured the wine over Caleb’s head and then licked a path down his bare shoulder to his chest.

"Hmm, doesn’t taste half bad this way." She smiled, settling on his lap.
"I can’t even really recall what it tastes like anymore," Laura replied, narrowing her eyes at him.
Bitch, Caleb thought, scowling.
"I saw some in the grocery store a few weeks ago. I can pick some up," Caroline offered.

He watched Laura cringe and felt a punch of satisfaction.

"Sure."

Yeah, you remember.
Caleb had to stop looking at her. She had one arm behind her head, absently playing with her hair and staring out the window. Her cheeks were flushed with a hint of red, and he knew she could feel his gaze on her. He’d taken her many times on this very couch when they’d had the house to themselves. He wondered if she remembered that too.

She looked around the room. Anywhere but at Caleb.

A very long time ago, he’d dreamt that he and Laura would be partners in every way. But Laura had killed that dream. Killed all his dreams. He felt his rage begin to churn more violently, and he was afraid he would jump on Laura and strangle her.

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Coming February 18: Strawberry Wine

My contemporary romance Strawberry Wine is coming out this Monday from Beachwalk Press! Hope you'll grab your very own copy!

Can these ex-lovers work together to save New York City's children?
Caleb and Laura were teenage sweethearts, poised on the edge of a beautiful future, then without explanation, Laura walked out. Now both are cops and have been partnered up to bring down a notorious criminal who is exploiting New York City's innocent children. Can they put aside old hurts to save the children, and will the flames of rekindled passion be enough to give their love a second chance?

http://beachwalkpress.com/strawberry-wine/

To Love A Knight Is Here!

My steamy historical erotic short To Love A Knight is now available from Dark Castle Lords at all major online retailers and has already earned a silver star on All Romance Ebooks!
Innocent Delia lives with her mother, a seamstress in their small English village. While out running errands she comes upon a wounded knight whose virility awakens her sexuality. As she nurses Sir Nikolas back to health, he is more than happy to tutor her in the ways of passion.

Pick up your copy: https://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-toloveaknight-1054934-162.html

Blood Vows Book One-The Vendetta Blog Tour

Coming up on January 15, a bunch of blogs will be hosting my contemporary erotic romance Blood Vows Book One-The Vendetta which has been rocking the top spot in my bestsellers onAmazon for months!

Stay tuned and I will update you on where you can follow me on this mini blog tour!

Wanted Is Here!

You guys have been enjoying my weekly snippets of my historical erotic romance Wanted and now I'm thrilled to say you can finally pick up your very own copy!
It will be available on Amazon, All Romance Ebooks, Barnes and Noble and all major ebook retailers very soon but for now you can grab it straight from Amira Press where it is currently holding the number one bestsellers slot! http://www.amirapress.com/index.php?main_page=product_info&cPath=12&products_id=396

Here's the blurb for it:

The Civil War is over, and Mara Aubrey has returned to her beloved plantation in Virginia to find that everything has changed. One change Mara finds she doesn't mind at all is the addition of their new field hand Colin Beaudine, a sexy cowboy whose blue eyes hold the promise of pleasures Mara can't imagine. Mara is used to bending men to her will. Colin is used to women who revel in submitting to him. Has he finally met his match in the spoiled plantation owner's daughter, or is Mara brave enough to learn everything Colin wants to teach her?






Warning: This book contains a deliciously dominant hero that will make you want to obey his every command!










How about a yummy little excerpt if that hot blurb didn't seal the deal yet




“You asked me here,” Mara reminded him. “You wanted me here so we
could continue what we had done last night, because it was so wonderful you

wanted more. I wanted more.”

“Yes,” Colin admitted, and finally closed his mouth over hers. His fingers

dug into her back and he moved them both against the wall. “Damn it, yes.”

Mara gripped his shoulders and pressed herself against the muscled, warm

planes of his body, reveling in the heat he gave off. She wanted to bury herself

in the exquisite warmth. His fingers slid into her hair, and she arched against

him.

Colin groaned and deepened the kiss, sliding his tongue into her mouth

and beckoning hers to meet it.

Mara gave in gladly, gorging herself on the smoky, spicy taste of this man.

His mouth teased, sucked, devoured, and gentled, and throughout the blissful

storm, Mara held on, willingly giving herself up to the delicious torment.

Colin gathered her up in his arms and moved with her toward his bed. He

laid her down, his mouth never leaving hers. Mara wrapped her arms around

his neck, drawing him closer, as close as she could. Yet it wasn’t enough. Her

entire body was greedy for his possession. She tried to slow the fire in her

blood that wanted that ultimate, final claiming. Her brain tried to engage,

tried to signal to her that she wasn’t ready. It was too soon, but her body was

so open, throbbing, and wet that it was hard to pay any mind to logic.

He seemed to instinctively know she wasn’t ready, despite her urgent

movements against him. He broke their kiss and moved his lips down the

column of her neck. His hand slid up her leg, under the layers of her skirt to

the bare skin beneath, inching up toward her thigh.

Mara bit her lip and looked up at the ceiling, rocking her hips, trying to

move his fingers toward that place between her legs. He chuckled softly and

teased just the inside of her thigh.

When Colin pulled his hand away, Mara let out a grunt of frustration and

her cheeks warmed with embarrassment at the sound. He eased the top of her

dress down and Mara buried her face in his hair when he cupped one of her

bared breasts. She pressed her fingers into his shoulders when his mouth

caught a nipple. The heat sent a bolt of electricity sizzling through her body

and settled it in a deep throb between her legs. She whimpered and cupped

the back of his head, pulling him closer, desperate for more.

She wrapped her legs around his waist and rocked against the prominent

bulge there between his thighs feeling him groan against her skin.

He moved to her other breast and teased her until she couldn’t breathe

before easing back and giving her a small smile. His blue eyes shone with such

intensity that Mara was caught up in its blistering heat.

Colin pulled her legs from him and ran his hand along her side, pulling

her dress to her waist. He moved back onto his knees. “I want to see all of

you. I want you bared to me, Mara. Completely.”

She wondered if her skin blushed all over at his words as a tremor of

nervousness went through her. Completely naked. Was she that brave? “Only

if you do the same,” she countered, her mouth dry.

He cocked an eyebrow. “Not just yet. I want you naked on this bed.”

Her chest rose and fell in quick, uneasy breaths. He waited. She nodded

slowly.

Colin’s gaze met hers and held it while he pulled her dress the rest of the

way down, along with her underclothes.

Once she was completely bared to him, Mara squeezed her eyes shut,

shyness getting the best of her until Colin’s smooth voice coaxed her eyes

open.

“Mara, I want your eyes on me. Open those beautiful blue eyes.” His

hand rested on her stomach, warm and callused, sending shivers through her

skin.

Calling up her courage, Mara opened her eyes and Colin smiled at her.

“Ah yes. Those eyes. Those eyes that have haunted me, tormented me.” His

hand moved down her stomach to just above her mound.

Mara’s stomach clenched in response and she nudged her hips higher,

wanting his fingers lower.

“What, sweet Mara? What is it that you want?”

She moaned in response. “Touch me. Please.”

His finger slipped between her damp lips for the briefest stroke before

pulling back and resting against the curved bone.

Mara whimpered in protest. “Colin…”

He nuzzled her neck while his finger slid back between her folds. He

found the swollen nub between her soft lips and Mara bucked.

“God…yes…there,” she sighed. “More.”

Colin nipped at her collarbone while he rubbed her in slow, circles. His

mouth continued a slow, teasing journey down her body as his fingers created

delicious havoc in her blood. He ran his tongue along the curve of first one

breast, then the other before tasting a path down her chest to her stomach.

He eased a finger inside of her and Mara moaned and arched against the

pillow.

Mara wished she could do something for him to please him in the same

blissful way he was doing to her, but it was so hard to concentrate through

the fog of searing pleasure. She gripped his shoulders, pressing her fingers

into the smooth skin over hard muscle.

He added a second finger and Mara’s breath caught when he dotted kisses

along her abdomen. He looked up at her with a smile of promise, a promise

of what, she didn’t understand until his lips continued to move lower.

“Don’t make any noise,” he warned.

Surely he wasn’t— Mara cried out when his mouth joined his fingers

between her legs. Oh dear God! She’d heard of such things in Paris, but she

hadn’t believed, never would have imagined something so…degenerate,

foreign, wrong could feel so good!

He eased back for a moment and lifted his gaze to hers just long enough

to bring a finger to his lips in a reminder to keep quiet.

Mara wasn’t sure she would be able to. When his mouth returned

between her thighs, she had to cover her mouth to keep in the moan of bliss

that bubbled up in her throat and threatened to escape.

Colin lapped at her gently with soft, teasing strokes and Mara gripped his

hair even tighter while her hips rocked greedily. He pulled back again and his

eyes held hers, a new light in them, a flicker of something she didn’t

understand. Challenge? “I want something from you now.”

“Anything.” She lifted her hips, searching out his mouth again. Now that

she knew such a thing was possible, she didn’t care if it was right or wrong.

She wanted only more.

He cocked an eyebrow as if he knew she wasn’t capable of what he was

going to demand. “I want you to keep your hands on the bed. Do not touch

me.”

Mara blinked. “Why not?” Even as she knew such a thing wasn’t going to

be possible.

“Because I’m ordering you to. It is what I want,” Colin explained.

Mara lifted her head, incredulous that he thought he could order her to

do anything! “Ordering—oh God!” She moaned as his tongue probed her

folds again.

“If you put your hands on me, I will stop. Is that understood?”

His tone was firm, unyielding. If he’d been anyone else, Mara would have

told him to go jump in the lake, but oh God, what he was doing to her left her

weak and gasping and willing to follow any dictate he wished.

Six Sentence Sunday

I have another yummy peek of my historical erotic romance Wanted! The release is just a few weeks away now!!!

Coming January 4th from Amira Press. Wanted: The Civil War is over and Mara Aubrey has returned her beloved plantation in Virginia to find that everything has changed. One change Mara finds she doesn't mind at all is the addition of their new field hand Colin Beaudine, a sexy cowboy whose blue eyes hold the promise of pleasures Mara can't imagine. Mara Aubrey is used to bending men to her will. Colin is used to women who revel in submitting to him. Has he finally met his match in the spoiled plantation owner's daughter, or is Mara brave enough to learn everything Colin wants to teach her?

Her body selfishly hummed with the need to have him take her utterly and completely, to join his body with hers in that final, irrevocable claiming.

But no. Not only because of the twinge of nervousness that pulsed through her at the thought of crossing that new line, but because he wasn't sufficiently in the palm of her hand yet. She wanted him willing to do anything she asked. She wanted to be the one to grant him that final gift. As it was, her nerves were so taut she felt as if she was the one surrendering, the one willing to do whatever he wanted if only he would assuage this searing flame that burned so violently whenever she was near him. 

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Six Sentence Sunday

As a part of the Holiday Gifts Of Love blog hop, I'm giving away a sneak peek at the first chapter for this one. (See post below this one to find out how to win!)

In this week's six, Mara has snuck into Colin's room after an evening spent with another man in the hopes she can use the man's attraction to her get him to sell her father more slaves without having to sell her beloved horse, and make Colin jealous!

Coming January 4th from Amira Press. Wanted: The Civil War is over and Mara Aubrey has returned her beloved plantation in Virginia to find that everything has changed. One change Mara finds she doesn't mind at all is the addition of their new field hand Colin Beaudine, a sexy cowboy whose blue eyes hold the promise of pleasures Mara can't imagine. Mara Aubrey is used to bending men to her will. Colin is used to women who revel in submitting to him. Has he finally met his match in the spoiled plantation owner's daughter, or is Mara brave enough to learn everything Colin wants to teach her?

He grabbed her arm. "I won't play your childish little games, girl. Nick Morgan can have you if that's what you're up to."

Mara should have felt frightened by his anger, but she wasn't. She felt a thrilling shiver go through her and she moved closer to him. "He'll never have me. Ever," she whispered, looking up at him. "You and I both know that." 

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