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There was a Man in her Bed… #MWTease #MFRWAuthor

Welcome to MidWeek Tease, where authors share tempting snippets to tide you over till the weekend. A huge shout out to author Angelica Dawson for hosting our blog hop every week!

Did you like all those teasers from our Romantic Suspense, The Painter is a Lady? We sure hope so—but now it’s time to switch gears! Our next release, coming in May, is a re-release of an M/F/F erotic ménage romance series that’s been unavailable for a couple years.

To celebrate that, we thought we’d dip back into another of our M/F/F ménages, The Reunion. This 2013 release won the 2014 award for Best Bisexual Erotic novel from the Bi Writers Association and was a Top Pick at both The Romance Reviews and Night Owl Reviews.

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Dark and brooding, Adam Granger was always the bad boy out of reach—but now he’s in Sarah Atkinson’s bed, the morning after their twentieth high school reunion. When Adam beats a retreat to his Pacific Palisades estate, former good girl Sarah throws caution to the wind and pursues him.

Petite copper-skinned Maria Ramirez greets Sarah at Adam’s front door. The former exotic dancer doesn’t challenge Sarah’s assumption she’s the maid—how long will it take the dark-haired beauty to figure out Maria is Adam’s live-in lover? Better yet, how long before Maria can entice her into their bed?

Determined not to rock his hard-won lifestyle, Adam resolves to push Sarah past her sexual limits so she’ll leave. When she stays, he watches helplessly as the two women fall in love with each other. Will they shut him out? And, if they let him in, what must he sacrifice?

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Here are the opening sentences:

Cranking one eye open, Sarah Atkinson confirmed the obvious. There was a man in her bed. She hadn’t seen one of them naked in years.

She carefully memorized his rippling muscles rising and falling gently in sleep. The dark-haired hunk wasn’t just any man. He was Adam Granger!

Absently, Sarah threaded fingers through her moist pussy curls.

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Coaxing the Shy Sexy One… #MSS178 #MFRWAuthor

Welcome to My Sexy Saturday Week 177, where authors tease you with seven sentences or paragraphs from their sexy stories!

This week’s theme is Shy Yet Sexy.

My first reaction to that theme was I don’t think we’ve ever written a shy lead character! So I scanned our book covers and smiled to myself when she popped out at me: Janet Baxter, from our F/F erotic romance, The Lady Wants More. BTW, we think our cover artist, Alessia Brio, did a great job capturing the contrast between this pair of sexy ladies.

We were invited to write this novella in 2011 for Torquere as part of Sapphic Signs, a twelve-month Zodiac series for lesbian fiction, and when our two year contract was up, we indie-pubbed it. Our choice of Zodiac signs? We selected our own birth signs, and Janet is me, Cancer to the core. We didn’t have far to reach for their relationship dynamics…

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Mix Cancer with Aquarius? Like oil and water – but when levelheaded Janet Baxter re-connects with free spirited Brenda Cassidy, the lady knows she wants more!

Janet Baxter keeps her post-divorce life neatly compartmentalized: Secure job, spacious Westchester County home, successful adult children, dependable community volunteer activities. Why is she drawn – for the first time ever – to attend her twenty-year college reunion in New York City?

Always a free spirit, Brenda Cassidy is comfortably bisexual and has no plans to ever settle down. But a fling? The reappearance of svelte, reserved Janet Baxter in Brenda’s life is nothing less than a gift, worthy of every enticement Brenda can conjure up. Can Brenda seduce Janet into an endless night of the lovemaking they enjoyed too briefly as college roommates? What if the lady wants more?

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SET UP At the reunion, Janet runs into Brenda, who’s just moved back from California to New York. They ditch the formal reunion proceedings and head to the campus bar where they used to hang out…

“Let’s dance,” Brenda said. “For old times’ sake. You used to be a good dancer.”

“I don’t know,” Janet said, half rising from her seat. Her protest caught in her throat. “I haven’t danced in years. Tom never wanted to.”

“Don’t you date? Get out of the house?”

Standing, Janet knew it was too late to avoid dancing. She closed her eyes. She loved dancing. She’d loved it ever since she was a little girl, when she’d started ballet lessons.

And she wasn’t a bad dancer. But as she grew taller and taller, fewer boys wanted to dance with her.

Her height had never posed a problem for Brenda. They’d often attracted stares and some catcalls, particularly when they slow-danced, but she’d never cared in those days. She just loved to dance, and people could have their own opinions. Of course that changed once Tom entered her life. He had never liked Brenda, and the feeling was mutual. Janet wanted Brenda to be her maid of honor. Tom insisted on his sister for that role, and she’d had to plead and plead to invite Brenda at all. Then Brenda wasn’t able to attend anyway.

Janet sighed and caved in to Brenda. With more than a little trepidation, she held Brenda’s hand and tried not to think about what the other Eagle patrons might be assuming as she and Brenda made their way across the dimly lit room.

Janet’s gaze dropped to the rise and fall of Brenda’s hips, which were covered in a chic skirt that stopped well short of the knee. Her former roomie still had a butt Janet would die for. How had Brenda maintained her figure all these years? Janet grinned. Maybe all the time Brenda spent dancing had something to do with that. Maybe she had a rigorous exercise routine. Janet shook her head. It was hard to imagine Brenda having any rigorous routine.

Sex. Maybe it was sex that helped Brenda stay in shape. Janet nearly giggled aloud. She’d had more than enough to drink. She glanced down again at Brenda’s ass, trying not to recall how she’d so thoroughly enjoyed cradling it in her arms. Her throat went dry. How could something so unacceptable feel so splendid? They hadn’t been together that many times, but she could remember every detail of their lovemaking—the seductive gestures, the words of endearment, the scents, the subtle noises, the feel of skin on skin.

Review: Five Stars: I loved these ladies! Building up the sexual tension between these two is the heart of this book. When they finally give in, I was right there with them. They are HOT!!!! Sheila G, Amazon

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Sexy for Saturday ~ #Sexy Choices #LGBT #MFRWAuthor

The last day of 2016 – how did your year turn out? It was a year of momentous choices, some good, some dubious. Among other things, hubs and I chose to come back to the writing we love. That decision definitely goes in our “good choice” column.

After a year-long hiatus, our first new release of 2016 was a lesbian romance short story, published in July as part of the Over the Rainbow anthology to support victims and survivors of the Pulse massacre in Orlando June 12.

Since that was an important choice-point for us, I thought we’d share Traci’s choice-point from that story. Traci plays shortstop on her State College Division III softball team, and she’s had a crush on her coach, Julie, since summer training camp her senior year of high school. This is their last game of the season. It’s the bottom of the ninth, one out, their team is ahead by one, but the opponents have runners on first and second.

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Julie tensed at the sudden crack of the bat and the sight of the sharply hit ground ball heading past the pitcher toward second. “Yes!” she said to no one in particular as Traci Anderson dashed to her left, gloved the ball and flipped it to the second baseman, who spun and threw to first for the double play. A fast runner might’ve beaten the throw, but not the other team’s chubby catcher.

Instantaneously, the girls from the dugout scampered onto the field, yelling their heads off. Gathering at the pitcher’s mound, the players hugged and screamed their joy. Their season had ended on a high.

Since it was the last game of the season, Julie bided her time at the top of the dugout steps. Then, one by one, she hugged each girl as they came back to the dugout to pick up their belongings. It didn’t surprise her at all that her captain shortstop was the last one off the field.

“Great play, Traci,” Julie said, hugging her tight and thumping her back. “You’ve been such an inspiration for the team these past four years.”

Traci tipped her head back and beamed at Julie through tears. “Thanks. Sally had to make a great throw to first, too.”

“You’ve been a great tandem. We’ll miss both of you next year.”

Traci dipped her head against Julie’s shoulder. “I’m going to miss you, too. So much. You’ve been the inspiration. Really.”

Julie hugged her tight. She’d learned over the years that parting never came easy. “Don’t forget my party Saturday for you seniors.”

“Of course I won’t,” Traci said, pulling away. As if on a whim, she rose on her toes and brushed her lips lightly across Julie’s. “I’m no longer your student, you know. How does that feel?”

Before Julie had a chance to respond, the blonde sprite dashed off.

How does that feel? Traci no longer her student—or those lips? What the hell was that about?

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Here are links to the Over the Rainbow Anthology, filled with some of the best LGBT authors, ranging from laugh-out-loud funny to serious tear jerkers. We must never forget.

All sales authors’ and original publisher’s proceeds from this Anthology will go to the following Charity:
https://www.gofundme.com/PulseVictimsFund

We’d like to give a special shout-out to eXtasy Books, who took on the task of editing, formatting and publishing the collection at no cost and are passing through all proceeds directly to the charity. Purchasing the book from eXtasy will result in more dollars going to victims than through any of the other vendors.

 
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