9/23/2011

Flash Fiction Friday



The Job Interview

"Kevin? Phạm?" I tugged the bindings so hard the bed frame rattled.  "Untie me. This shit isn't funny."
A smothered chortle was my answer. Kev stepped from the bathroom,  smiling broadly.  I swallowed hard, fighting arousal now.  Smirking, he blew me a kiss, spun on his heel and left. 
My jaw dropped and I surged again, fighting the ropes that held me fast.  The door slamming was followed swiftly by the thud of feet descending the stairs to the parking lot
On one hand, I'd be missing my interview.  On the other, the make up sex was worth it. 





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Reader's Responses: Telling the Truth




 Telling the Truth
Truth or Dare #2

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The Blake brothers have upped the ante in their weekly poker game. The week Terry loses, he finds that paying his debt of telling the truth sets him free to pursue a fantasy he never dreamed could be reality.

What are readers saying?

"i really like the blake brothers and terry's story was great." 
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"I loved this book...The Twins are adorable and exactly what Terry needed to break free of his shell."
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Terry has lived his life according to the guidelines, by studying accounting, getting an MBA, and working for the family business. And while his work has its own rewards, something has been missing, and his eyes have only just been opened to what--or rather who--that could be.

Terry's brothers have upped the ante in their weekly poker game. A Truth or Dare challenge.  Terry can handle any dare his brothers dish out, but the demand for Truth is a different matter. Unable to hide behind his pristine reputation and fancy business suit, Terry is honor bound to divulge secrets he’s been ashamed to admit even to himself in the privacy of his own bedroom.

Twins Dex and Trick have finally found acceptance for their relationship in the homes of their friends. They would never do anything to jeopardize that newfound sense of belonging. Fooling around with Mischa’s prissy, domineering, oh-so-sexy older brother is risky. A one night stand might be okay, and the boys happily indulge, but then close ranks afterward, pushing Terry aside.

Terry isn’t going to back down without a fight. He’s convinced that Dex and Trick are meant to be his, and he’ll do whatever it takes to make them realize all the safety and protection they need can be found in his arms.

9/22/2011

Crawl in Bed with



Crawling Into Bed With Dirk Tyler And a Good Book

Important things first, are these sheets silk or cotton?

Cotton all the way, silk is just too slippery when you are covered in sweat and need traction <grins>
 What are you wearing?

Nothing but a loose pair of cotton boxers and a smile.

What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight?
Fresh movie theater style popcorn with extra butter salt. Did I mention that I have an old fashioned popcorn machine and that the smell of fresh popcorn reminds me of fooling around in a dark theater? Well, I did now <grins>

4.  If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find?
Be careful, it's bursting at the seams. That is our special "toy" drawer. <winks> I think it's time we invest in a nice big chest to store 
all of them in. Not to mention that gives us another excuse to visit our favorite adult toy store, you know, with all the room for new toys.

  Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night?
I kick all the covers off, I like to let it all hang out at night! And by that, I mean "all" as is I don't button the front of my boxers <grins>

 Can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up?

Sure, I'm a hot-blooded kind of guy. I always bring the heat with me <smiles>

 What are we reading? 
My first release "Voyeur". It's a smoking hot read, if I do say so myself. It features a couple of hotties named Nate and Jay.
Nate meets Jay over drinks after a long day at a business conference. Then Brooke, Nate’s wife, gives him a devilish idea. 
What happens next is beyond anything Nate could have imagined. Brooke’s sexy, playful mind sets the stage for an 
encounter Nate and Jay will never forget.

9/20/2011

Crawling into Bed with Jambrea Jo Jones


    *crawls into bed* So, let's go over the important things first. Are these sheets silk or cotton? Cotton, they don't stain as easy as silk...what?  lol


*nods soberly* staining is certainly a consideration when selecting bed coverings.  And sofas.  And carpeting... But I digress.  What are you wearing? I thought it was clothes optional? heehee

 It certainly can be, but I would never presume such.  What are we snacking on in bed while we read tonight? hmm....I like strawberries. You can feed them to me while you read out loud to me.


Oh, fresh strawberries are delicious.  And the color... so vibrant... so sexy.  If I open this nightstand drawer, what will I find? Um...that would be Marco...let's just close that.... heehee
  
I'm going to venture a guess that Marco isn't the cat, and leave the drawer closed.  Do you roll up in the blankets like a burrito, or kick the covers off during the night? Both? I like to be nice and warm. Then I'll kick them off until I get cold and then it is back to burrito baby.
  
Awesome.  I'm always cold, so can I put my cold feet on your calves to warm them up? Of course. :)

  What are we reading? Alliance Volume 1 

 Excerpt From: Retribution
“Commander Rave Anders, a panel of your peers has found you guilty of theft of government property. You are hereby dishonourably discharged and sentenced to thirty days on the penal colony Devil’s Island.”
Rave fell to his seat in disbelief as the panel left the room. Just like that, his military career was gone, like so much smoke. Most would think that was the worst thing, but it wasn’t. The worst was Rave’s lover, Kain, couldn’t be found.
A hand landed on his shoulder. He turned, hoping to see Kain. His stomach sank when he saw his friend, Sela instead.
“It’s no use, Rave. It’s as if he’s disappeared. His parents don’t know where he is, either. I’m sorry.”
He rested his head in his hands. “I can’t believe it, Sela. He’s out there, somewhere, hurt. He’d be here if he was able.”
Rave looked up at Sela and saw the guards approaching behind her.
“I’ll do what I can to find him, Rave.”
He gave a sharp nod and turned to follow the guards to the pod waiting to take him to Devil’s Island, his thoughts in turmoil. How would he survive the next thirty days? Being in the military put a target on his back and Devil’s Island was one of the worst prison colonies in the universe. His heart ached at the thought of Kain, alone and hurt while he could do nothing about it. Nothing really mattered if Kain wasn’t safe. The guard shoved him into the craft and shackled him to the seat.
After the criminals were processed, the ship started the journey to Devil’s Island.
“Hey, you’s that military thief? Yep, you is. You’s the guy whose got fucked up the ass, but then, I hear ya like that, don’t ya?” The passenger beside him snickered. “I’m sure you’ll get plenty of action on DI.”
Rave leaned over and yanked him close enough that Rave could smell the man’s putrid breath. “Shut the fuck up.”
“No need to gets with the rough stuff. I ain’t after that pretty ass,” the man mumbled as Rave shoved him back into his seat.
Rave closed his eyes to block out the upcoming nightmare. He had two hours to devise a plan that would keep him from getting killed while being detained. He had a lover to find.
One step at a time.
His thoughts drifted.What had happened?
That question played over and over in his mind. One minute, Kain had left the ship. The next, the Alliance had boarded the ship and arrested Rave. Two days before the ship docked, the crew had conducted an inventory and those government boxes hadn’t been there. The Alliance had shown up, and suddenly, there the boxes had sat, pretty as you please. Something wasn’t adding up.
Rave didn’t do suspicion. He placed his faith in all his crew and expected their trust in return. Kain had never given him a reason not to trust him. Hell, Rave loved the man. He couldn’t love a traitor, could he? Focus, Damn it! Worry about now.
The force of take off glued him to the seat. He swallowed then bit his lip. He wasn’t prepared, not really. All the training in the world couldn’t prepare a person for a prison colony—an open world full of the worst criminals in the universe. He couldn’t figure out why the Alliance wanted to send him to a high security planet. He should have been shipped off to one of the minimum security colonies.
When the flight smoothed out, Rave forced himself to relax. He had to get some sleep. He wouldn’t get much on DI. Rave prayed he would wake from this nightmare, wrapped in the comfort of Kain arms, ready for their morning romp.
Kain, where are you?
Excerpt From: Salvation
“What the fuck?” Rock stumbled as the ship shuddered. He looked up as Sela ran onto the bridge. “Hold on to something. A ship just exploded in our path.” He focussed on steering the Salvation out of the flames but something caught his eye. “Se, there’s an emergency pod! See if you can find their frequency and hail them,” Rock said over his shoulder, fully expecting her to jump to it. She was efficient that way. He scanned the area to see if there were any other emergency crafts, but didn’t see any other pods in the aftermath of the explosion.
“I’m supposed to be on vacation. I didn’t sign up for this,” Se grumbled.
“You didn’t have to come, you know.” It came out more harshly than he’d intended, but they were in crisis mode right now.
“Rave wouldn’t have forgiven me if I’d let you go on a gun run on your own,” she said clearly, then he thought he heard her mumble, “Stupid libido.”
“I’ve been doing this solo for a while. I don’t need my hand held by Rave and your cousin. Or you for that matter. Shit. Someone’s shooting at the pod. You get a frequency yet?” Rock threw back at her.
“I’m going as fast as I can.”
“Go faster,” he snapped. He wasn’t irritated with her but he needed to get to the pilot of that pod. He’d apologise later. Maybe.
“Damn it, Rock. If you don’t like my speed, do it yourself.”
“Stop arguing with me. I’d like to find out why my gun sale went south.” He didn’t understand her need to fight him at every turn. Most days it was a turn-on, but this wasn’t the time or the place for his cock to take charge.
“What are you talking about?” Se sounded peevish.
“That ship was my contact. Maybe whoever escaped in the pod has the answers I need.”
“Put more pressure on me, why don’t you?” Se said under her breath.
“Se!” He was about to lose what little sanity he had left. Didn’t she know that?
“It isn’t the fate of the world. It’s one gun sale.” Se sighed, pushing her hair out of her face.
“Those guns were going to a planet being overrun with marauders. The inhabitants need to protect themselves or they’ll be enslaved. So, yeah, the fate of someone’s world could be at stake. We need that pod.” They were going to have to do something about the sexual tension between them soon because he couldn’t take the fighting anymore. He’d rather be fucking. And now wasn’t the time. Damn.
“Stop it with the bleeding heart stuff. I’ve got them,” Se mumbled almost to herself.
“I’m the bleeding heart?” That made him smile. He’d never been known for his sympathy. Not that he wasn’t sympathetic, but money was a bigger motivator.
Se laughed. “Just talk to the pod. You’re keyed in.”
And just like that, his sanity was back. They really did work well together.
“Emergency pod, this is the captain of the Salvation. Do you need assistance?”
There was no response. Fuck. That couldn’t be good.
“Are you sure this is right?” He looked over at Se.
“Yes. They probably don’t know if we are friend or foe. They did just come off an exploding ship and who knows who’s there or what shape they’re in.” Se shrugged.
“This is the captain of the Salvation. We will shelter you. Please acknowledge,” Rock tried again, realising that Se was correct—anyone could be in there and only a handful of people had known he was meeting up with the ship.
“How do you use this thing? Hello? Hello?” A masculine voice floated over the airwaves.
Rock bit back a shout of relief. “I hear you. Do you need us to bring you in?”
On screen, another shot hit the pod. Rock couldn’t look away—it was like a bad vid streaming in 3D, and he had front row seats.
“Rock, you need to get that ship in here or it’s going to fall apart.” Se’s worry coloured her voice.
“Emergency pod, we’ve got a lock on you. Don’t touch anything. We’re bringing you in.” Rock manipulated the controls and the pod slowly inched its way towards the Salvation.
Come on, come on.
It was taking forever. Or seemed to be. He needed to upgrade his fucking equipment.

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