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Friday, September 6, 2019
Tuesday, August 6, 2019
Indulge Me - On this Caribbean island, nothing is forbidden, nothing held back... - Erotic Contemporary Romance - BDSM - Voyeurism - Tina Donahue Books #TinaDonahueBooks #EroticContemporary #CaribbeanIsland #BDSM #NothingForbidden #Voyeurism
Indulge Me, book one in my brand new series Wanna Be Bad, just released! Woot!
This is Lissa's story. She's a nerd who prefers reading to cutting loose. But when she has a chance at her travel magazine to visit and review a posh Caribbean resort, she takes it. Trouble is, her stay is during the anything goes week, where threesomes look tame and nudity is more or less required. Color her surprised and daunted.
Jon too. He owns the resort and worries the randy male guests will eat her alive and he'll get a lousy review. His only choice? To serve as her sexual guide during her stay.
Let the complications and romance begin...
SMASHWORDS - NOOK - KOBO
BLURB:
Nothing forbidden…nothing held back.
Lissa prefers reading to cutting loose, but is willing to do whatever it takes to get the juiciest assignments for her job at a major travel magazine. Her chance finally arrives. She’s set to experience a posh Caribbean resort, a dream article and review except for one huge problem. It’s the anything goes theme week where nudity is expected and lusty hook-ups make threesomes look downright tame. Holy Hell. What has she gotten herself into?
Precisely what resort owner Jon Thorne thinks. Tall, dark, and luscious, he fears the randy male guests will eat her alive, resulting in a lousy review. His only option is to serve as her guide for every decadent delight from nude body painting to Dom’s Den where submission and punishment rule. Unless she wants to call the whole thing off…
And lose her chance with him, plus give up this gig? Dream on. Tempted beyond anything she’s known, she matches his passion and then some, surprising him during a sexy adventure like no other.
Excerpt:
They placed a sugared grape in her navel, two thin mango slices beneath her breasts, laid a pineapple slice over each nipple, settled a chocolate-coated strawberry in the hollow of her throat and on each palm, then glided beef au jus on her inner thighs.
She fought for breath, their touch further igniting the fire within her.
Using the spoon, Jon spread passion fruit over her bush.
She gurgled.
The guys held her tighter.
Jon gobbled the strawberry on her throat and suckled her neck, creating indecent pleasure.
The two holding her wrists wolfed down the chocolate strawberries on her palms, sucked her fingers, and planted wet kisses on her arms. The ones grasping her ankles, lapped au jus from her inner thighs.
She bucked.
Jon held her down and licked the pineapple slices surrounding her nipples, touching her areolas and tips more than he did the fruit.
Heated waves washed over her, turning her limbs to jelly, making them so deliciously weak she never wanted to leave this spot.
As the others feasted on her arms and inner thighs, he finished the pineapple and mangos, then focused on the grape, chasing it around her stomach like a ball, his licks arousing her past the point of no return.
Fighting for control, she tensed.
The grape rolled off her, settling next to her hip.
He grasped her upper thigh, bent down, and ate the piece, his fingers near her pussy.
She sucked in air. Didn’t help. The hut kept swimming, the candlelight blurred.
“Hmm.” He licked his lips and pressed his forehead to hers.
Gasping, she gathered enough strength to capture his mouth. He tasted like chocolate, sugar, pineapple, and a surprisingly tart flavor. This was eating at its finest.
He pulled his mouth from hers and heaved air, wonder in his eyes.
His reaction was the best present he could have given her. This wasn’t a surprise. It was a freaking miracle.
Settled between her legs, he lowered his mouth to her bush, but bypassed it and the passion fruit to tongue her cleft.
Jesus mother.
She arched her back, her legs wobbling, skin tingling from too much stimulation.
Her jailors clamped down.
She fought them to get to him. Even if she hadn’t liked him as much as she did, she wouldn’t have stopped what he’d planned for her. He was a damn artist in the sack, gliding his tongue down her slit then back up to lick her nub.
She pulled air in too fast and coughed.
Gripping her thighs, he lapped her cleft as he might an ice cream cone, sometimes touching her clit, sometimes not, his actions becoming a hit or miss proposition as far as making her blast off. Deliberately, he kept her from climaxing, drawing out the pleasure, her excitement growing only to wane before she reached her peak.
Perspiration glazed her throat and neck. Frustrated at him denying her, she lifted her butt and pushed her pussy closer to him.
Hand on her stomach, he guided her back down and kept her there, as the others did her legs and arms.
Her heart quivered at their alpha ways. She stayed where she was, until she ached to get closer to Jon and finally fought him and them.
On a huff, he broke the others’ hold on her legs, propped her calves on his shoulders and resumed his torment.
She clawed her captors’ shorts.
They didn’t let go.
She scratched their balls.
They pulled her hands away.
Jon indulged, slipping two fingers in her opening while suckling her nub.
Something inside her coiled and nagged. An itch she couldn’t scratch, her pussy constricting around his fingers.
He spread them, making this more intimate, downright base.
Powerless against his strength, she dug her nails into her palms, using pain as a distraction to keep from nearing climax too fast and having him delay it as before.
He worked his fingers deeper into her pussy then pulled them back, repeating the process to mimic a fuck, his pace on her clit increasing, his suckling pushing her to the limit.
Delight pressed close then scampered away only to return a second later. Pulling in any air became impossible. Her world centered on her nub, the wondrous pressure that kept building and torturing, refusing to stop.
She stiffened and gasped, everything within her exploding. Dazzling pleasure swept over her, heating her clear to the back of her mouth, making sounds sharper, touch more acute.
Her pussy went wild, a strong pulse beating rhythmically deep inside.
Saturday, April 6, 2019
When it comes to bad boys, this cop wrote the book - Ready for Trouble - Men in Uniform Anthology #TinaDonahueBooks #ReadyforTrouble #EroticRomance #AlphaHeroes
If you like sexy alpha heroes who know what they want and go after it, then you're going to love the Men in Uniform anthology.
These great stories are inside:
Ready for Trouble by Tina Donahue: Jake loves his job as a cop and loves the steamy Florida women more—as long as they’re into casual. And that means hands off his boss’s sister...
Along Came a Spider by New York Times Bestselling Author Delilah Devlin: All Spider Longren wants is time alone to recharge after a grueling mission, but what he gets is caught in the double crossfire of passion and danger.
Coming in Hot by USA Today Bestselling Author Kate Meader: Firefighter Tyler has one problem. He’s still got his V-card. And he wants his best friend Evie to help him lose it, only she has no idea he’s wanted her for years. Time to make his move.
Precious Cargo by USA Today Bestselling Author Nicole Morgan: With a hit out on Alena’s life, U.S. Marine Brandon is faced with protecting her while completing his mission… And keeping his hands off her is the hardest task of all.
View from the Top by USA Today Bestselling Author Carmen Falcone: Retired Air Force pilot Mack always desired Jenny but couldn't act on it because she'd been too young. Now, years later, he's ready to show her they’d make a great couple—in and out of the bedroom.
Two for the Road by Bisou deVie: One city girl from LA. One sexy Greek paramedic from Canada. One road trip. What could go wrong?
Call Me Crazy by Rebecca Royce: Faith keeps calling Sheriff Wyatt about something odd she keeps seeing in her yard… But all he sees is one sexy woman he wants for a night of hot passion.
The Navy Seal’s Secret Baby by Kat Baxter: A hot NAVY Seal, an awkward teacher, and a weekend of hot sex. It was supposed to be temporary, but a baby changes everything...
Always Ready by Kimberly Nee: In town for a few days from his job in the Coast Guard, Steve helps Lauren live out her sexual fantasy. But it’s the staying together part that’s challenging...
Ready for Trouble
Tall, dark, and deliciously virile, Jake loves his job, steamy Florida nights, and especially the ladies as long as they’re into casual fun. No strings, regrets, or restrictions during carnal play.
Then along comes Krista.
Talk about being blindsided when she shows up to fix a plumbing problem. Her lush curves make his mouth water, her smoldering gaze turns his brain to mush, and her wicked personality has him craving more.
She’s as hungry for him, even if there is a problem. Her too-protective older brother is Jake’s superior on the force and doesn’t like players lusting after his little sister. That could be career suicide for Jake.
He still craves her in his arms, while she’s hopelessly drawn to him, both willing to tempt fate.
Excerpt:
She eased back, her eyes wide. “Show me.”
“Out here?”
Her brow furrowed. “Why not? Where exactly did you put it? Wait.” She leaned close. “Are you packing more than the usual heat between your legs?”
He laughed quietly. Damn, you’re something. Rarely had a woman made him feel so comfortable being himself. “What do you think?”
“Where is it?”
His black dress shirt hung outside his equally black jeans, effectively concealing his service revolver. He lifted the shirt tail to reveal his gun holstered on the waistband.
“Whoa.” She stroked the handle. “You are a badass.”
Not as much as he wanted to be. “You have no idea.”
“No?” Expectation glittered in her eyes. Her breathing grew shallow. “Show me.”
He cupped her neck and drew her close, thigh to thigh, then drank her in, not rushing, enjoying the intimacy.
She softened. Fuck, she yielded, her lips parting on a faint sigh.
He liked knowing she desired him as much as he did her. For some reason, he seemed to have waited a lifetime to get to this point: the velvety night surrounding them, their scents and heat mingling, their mouths inching closer.
Jake honestly yearned for her tonight and possibly tomorrow. The endless, unknowing future wasn’t something he wanted to think about. This moment was enough.
He angled his mouth over hers and eased his tongue inside, fitting against her perfectly. His pulse sprinted and the world slowed down then faded away. Only he and she existed.
On a wanting moan, she wreathed her arms around his shoulders and suckled his tongue deeper, encouraging him to fill her as much as he could.
No way would he do anything less.
Once he’d cupped her lavish ass, he pulled her into him, cock to cunt, precisely as they should be.
A pleased whimper followed her moan. She wrapped her leg around his then pushed his tongue from her mouth and filled his instead. Their kiss grew savage, deep and wild. They touched each other every-fucking-where they could, her exploring his hard planes, him luxuriating in her lush curves.
Tuesday, February 5, 2019
Lust At First Sight...
Summer is over
but if you’re in the mood for a sexy, romantic holiday read this February, you
might find what you’re looking for within the pages of SUMMER
NIGHTS OF DELIGHT, a Romance Books ‘4’ Us boxed set featuring my story, HEAD OVER HEELS.
While not exactly a story centered around the most romantic month of the year, Rhys and Bella's story includes his charitable foundation's Valentine's Ball. Fun and flirty with not a shifter in sight, the sexy romantic comedy still one of my favorite stories. Enjoy!
A sexy CEO finds an unexpected treasure when a quirky thrift-shop owner falls off a ladder, and into his arms. Lust at first sight has never been so much fun!
Contemporary Erotic Romance
Excerpt: Rated (R)
He situated the
ladder and started climbing.
“I admire a man
who’s willing to battle cobwebs and lace doilies to make me happy,” she said,
watching him balance three full hatboxes and step back down. The muscles in his
legs and ass clenched and her mouth watered. She was going to be a giant puddle
before this was over. She hastily cleared the counter.
He set the boxes
down between them. “Anymore balancing acts I should know about?”
She shook her
head. “Not this week,” she said as he grabbed his coat and hat. She didn’t want
him to go but if he didn’t there was a real threat that she’d start
rationalizing a quickie, drag him into the storeroom and fuck his brains out
among the clutter and cast-off furniture. There was a fainting couch but the
upholstery was shot and the stuffing was marginal.
Oh damn. She’d
been without sex way too long.
He turned the
handle and the door popped open. “I know I locked this.”
She shrugged. “I
have to use the deadbolt if I want to lock it securely.”
He frowned.
“Were you afraid of being in here alone with me?”
“Not for the
reason you might think,” she said, smiling because the thought worried him
enough to ask. And he did look worried. “You’re almost too good to be true and
I don’t want to screw it up.” He shut the door, deliberately and she cringed.
“I open my mouth and—”
He crossed the
shop in quick, deliberate strides closing the distance between them.
“Open your
mouth, Bella,” he whispered, lowering his head. His soft command swept through
her and brushed away any doubt that this was what they both wanted.
Even in the impossibly
high stilettos she had to stand on tiptoe until he wrapped his arms around her
and lifted her closer. His mouth was warm and sweet, restrained for the second
it took her to accept him and then he claimed. His hands were everywhere,
around her, caressing her.
She pressed
against his erection, hot and ready. The upholstery on the fainting couch in
the storeroom wasn’t that bad. She could throw a blanket over it. Or she could
lead him upstairs to her delicate, wrought-iron bed. And they could make the
bed shake and the windows rattle.
She drew back
and took a deep breath. She wanted to reach down and touch all that pulsating
energy wedged between them but he pulled away, his fingers trailing down her
arms.
“Do you care
about any of them enough to want them back?”
Still dazed by
his kiss, she shook her head. “I didn’t care enough about any of them to
consider how terrific make-up sex would be,” she said, still fixated on his
mouth.
He looked
stunned for a moment. “Let’s not make that our first time,” he rasped, drawing
her out of her trance. He pushed his arms into his jacket, put on his hat and
slung his scarf around his neck. “I can’t believe there isn’t someone in your
past smart enough to want you back,” he said, pinning her with a heated gaze
that just missed being a glare.
He
unceremoniously grabbed her for another lingering kiss, cradling her head in
his big hands and taking her mouth as if he were staking his territory. And
then he was gone.
She watched him
cross the street between lights, still hungry for his touch, another kiss. Rhys
Vincent had to be the most passionate man she’d ever met. Lust was definitely
part of the equation—and he wanted her.
What’s love
without a little laughter? Find HEAD
OVER HEELS here:
Amazon: https://www.amazon.com/Summer-Nights-Delight-Romance-Collection-ebook/dp/B078XM1B1W/ref=sr_1_1?s=books&ie=UTF8&qid=1517785533&sr=1-1&keywords=Summer+Nights+of+Delight%2C+Marianne+Stephens
A member of Romance
Writers of America and published since 2009, I write contemporary, paranormal,
erotic and historical romance, throwing a little mystery and suspense in for
good measure. Currently self-published and published with Decadent Publishing,
I love nothing better than a story that contains a little mystery and a lot of
romance.
When not dreaming up
stories featuring heroes who aren’t intimidated by strong heroines, you can be
find me haunting antique and thrift stores for unique finds, or planning a new
flower garden. I live in the mid-west with my own hero, a handsome devil who
knows his way around the kitchen and keeps me from starving when I’m trying to
make a deadline.
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