Who doesn’t love getting turned on by a man in a suit.
Wait. What did I say? A man in a suit? Not naked?
See for yourself.
Kacie Bennett, the heroine in my sexy novella, COME FLY WITH ME, can’t help but stare at Jace Chantiers at the London airport. After all, he just offered her a first class ticket home with no strings attached. Now, I’m asking you, what would you give to sit next to this guy on an 11-hour flight?
This week’s My Sexy Saturday theme is “I’m so sexy.” I thought it would be fun to see what knocks Kacie on her butt when she sees this guy who’s just being…well, a billionaire. He can’t help himself…he’s just so sexy!!
Here we go. 7 paragraphs of “I’m so sexy…” from COME FLY WITH ME:
What he was doing hanging out at the airline ticket counter, she didn’t know, but she couldn’t keep her eyes off him. He was in a primo class all by himself. His midnight blue pin-striped suit emphasized the breadth of his shoulders. Crisp white collar hugged his tanned neck. Blue silk shirt. Dark hair cut in a sophisticated style. Stubble beard that emphasized his strong jaw. Black overcoat slung over his shoulder.
He had the polish of a GQ model and the sex appeal of a rogue.
It didn’t add up.
Any girl would count herself lucky to be in her spot. Why shouldn’t she take him up on his offer and think about it later?
He had everything going for him. Thick dark hair that spiked over one eye at just the right angle to a squared-off jaw to dark granite eyes that flashed a signal too dangerous to ignore.
And he was tall, something this girl in her size nines would die for. So tall, she had to look up to him.
Six five without taking a breath.
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This handsome hunk got himself on the front page of a British tabloid.
My heroine, Kacie Bennett, says it all in Come Fly with Me :
“Can you ask him to autograph his picture, Steph,” the redhead continued. “Pretty please?”
“Why don’t you ask Miss Bennett?” the attendant said, nodding toward Kacie and making her cringe. The woman was trying to make her feel uneasy. Why? “She’s a guest of Mr. Chantiers.”
The redhead’s eyes popped, then she smiled at Kacie. “Well, aren’t you lucky. Is he really the sexiest man alive?” she had to ask.
Kacie winced. “What did you call him?”
“The Daily Sneek dubbed him the sexiest man alive. His picture is splashed all over the front page.” She winked and handed her the scandal sheet.
Kacie’s eyes popped. It was him all right. There, sprawled on the cover of the glossy gossip sheet was the gorgeous hottie who bought her a ticket home. The man’s charisma grabbed her, as bold and sexy on paper as he was in person. The paparazzi had caught his hard, muscled body in a candid shot somewhere on a white, sandy beach. Shoulders so broad they spilled off the page, his naked chest glistening with sea spray, his abs tighter than a clamshell.
And a come-hither grin that would have any woman crawling on her knees to get close to him. His brooding black eyes stared straight into the camera as if daring the photographer to take the shot.
And she had to sit next to him for the whole flight, squirming in her seat, wild feelings stirring within her. Smell his woodsy scent, dream about unbuttoning his silk shirt and running her fingers up and down his muscular bronze chest. It would be pure hell not to let her fingers wander over the armrest and grab his sleeve, feel his forearm tighten under her touch. She’d fooled herself into believing she could handle it.
She was in dangerous territory with a man this powerful and, God help her, this sexy. She’d only get hurt. That didn’t change how she felt. She wanted to taste his lips, lose herself in his kiss, his body strong and warm against hers.
Kacie groaned inwardly as she followed the flight attendant up the winding stairs toward the first class cabin. With each step, her heart pounded louder in her ears. Mr. GQ was waiting there for her. The memory of the moment he held her gaze with his piercing dark eyes lingered within her like sweet, dark molasses on a stick. He wasn’t a soufflé that needed more sugar or a vichyssoise choking with chives. He was the hunkiest piece of beefsteak she was ever going to meet in her life. A fantasy she’d always dreamed about experiencing with a stunningly handsome man, but never would back home in Forgotten Valley.
Her case of the jitters just got worse. She wondered how she was going to handle being that close to him, inhaling him for the pure joy of it, her body aching for something she could never have.
Her New Year’s Eve sucked.
Ready to pop the champagne and welcome in 2015…here we go!!!!!!!!
Come Fly with Me is about a bad boy billionaire who hooks up with a lonely good girl on New Year’s Eve at 30,000 feet in the air where…
Anything can happen.
Happy New Year!!
Chocolate-covered reindeer with red cherry noses are so last year…
This Christmas give your man the gift of chocolate.
You all covered in gooey, yummy chocolate!!
This is one present he won’t be re-gifting…
Made your New Year’s Eve plans yet?
Why not check out COME FLY WITH ME and find out what happens on New Year’s Eve when a bad boy billionaire hooks up with a lonely girl at 30,000 feet in the air…
Tired of online dating sites?
Fed up with emails from guys who just don’t get you?
Then what you need is a blast from the past!
A hottie hunk who knows how to treat a woman…and I’ve got just the guy for you…
Paul Borquet in my time travel erotic romance, NAUGHTY PARIS.
Here is an excerpt:
“You wouldn’t stand a chance if I were young and beautiful,” I whisper, shifting my weight from side to side. The wooden platform bends, squeaking under my wet bare feet. Lightning flashes overhead through the skylight, stinging my eyes like a thousand watt lightbulb slashing through the air. “I’d make you fall in love with me–”
I cry out when electricity jolts the bronze sculpture I’m holding between my breasts, sending a hot current through me and vibrating through my brain, raising the hair on my arms, and making my eyeballs bulge out.
Somewhere in the back of my mind I hear the old artist calling out that he’s going for help, but I can’t answer, can’t focus. All the muscles in my body tighten and I feel myself lifted up off my feet and zooming through space, as if something is flinging me skyward. An unexplained chill settles in me as if I’m in a swirling vortex as electricity flashes over my skin, racing in and out of my bod faster than I can blink.
What’s happening to me?
This isn’t my normal world. I want things dry and safe. Not wild and crazy. The electricity dances a choreography of darkness and light all over me, tracing the path of my sweat. I’m breathless and more than a little bewildered. Mix in bewitched and my trip to Paris is turning into the Rocky Horror Picture Show with French subtitles. This can’t be happening!
Thunder claps in my ears with a loud boom then–
–the lights go out.
Darkness. The humid air suddenly reeks of a strong musky scent. Male.
Coming closer…closer…yes…I hear that sexy laughter again as someone blows hot air into my ear, making me shiver. I twist my fingers on the statue until they burn, then my nipples harden into pointy peaks as if someone pinched them. Becoming aroused again, I let out a sigh when someone squeezes my breast and sucks on it, then moans. Who? Where is he? I can’t open my eyes, swallow or talk, or move my legs or hands, touch him, anything.
I can’t do more than make a desperate breathing sound as I lie–
Where am I?
Autumn travels back to 1889 Paris and meets the lost Impressionist Paul Borquet and boy, do things heat up from there…
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COMING in 2015:
LOVE ME FOREVER
A Civil War Time Travel Romance
She wore gray.
He wore blue.
But their love defied the boundaries of war.
Cyber Santa has treats for you on this Cyber Monday…
Want this sexy Santa’s goodies in your cyber stocking?
How ’bout an erotic Christmas Carol?
A Naughty Christmas Carol: What if Scrooge was a New York hottie who had it all?
Nick Radnor is a Wall Street trader with no heart Money is his mistress.
Oooh…it’s Black Friday and time for Deals…what if Scrooge was a New York hottie?
Certainly Mr. One-Percenter is not standing in line at Walmart or Best Buy.
No, no. Not this hunky Wall Street stock trader who thinks nothing of dropping $5,000 for a suit or a measly $3,000 for a bottle of champagne.
I imagine Nick is at MAMIE’S, his Gentlemen’s Club, checking out the girls for his, um, favorite past time…BDSM.
Wouldn’t it be fun if the girls at Mamie’s ran Black Friday Sales? I think so. So here you go. MAMIE’S Black Friday Deals just for you Nick Radnors out there looking for personalized Holiday BDSM treats:
Two pairs of girls wearing Christmas stockings and nothing else for the price of one.
Half off on caning.
Private “Strip-Mas” show at Midnight for early shoppers only.
Christmas suckers wearing cherry-flavored lipstick at 75 percent off.
And here is my favorite:
Christmas comes but once a year, but at Mamie’s, we guarantee you’ll come more than once, then come again!
Happy Holidays and have a Cruel Yule!!
This week Pepper is dying to show off her cute black lace bra in Naked Sushi.
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Pressed up against the copy machine, I began to have my doubts. I couldn’t move as surely as if I were tied down, my legs spread wide apart, his groin pressed into my mound.
His hands wandered. Oh, boy, did they wander, searching up and down my body, his fingers pulling apart my shirt and letting it flap in the cool breeze blowing through the overhead AC vent.
“Oh, yes,” I barely breathed when he broke the kiss and then placed his hands on each side of my waist and squeezed it. I couldn’t stop the shiver that ran through me when he touched my bare skin. I wanted him to go back to eyeing the cute black lace edging of my bra with a front hook.
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