Wednesday, May 29, 2013


Welcome Emily! The floor is all yours today!

Pen name: Emily A. Lawrence

Author bio:
Emily A. Lawrence is extremely passionate about fiction. She’s been writing stories, mostly fan fiction, for years now, but only began thinking seriously about publishing approximately a year ago. Encouraged by her family, friends and fellow authors she pursued her dream, and received her very first acceptance in March 2013.​

She loves creating new characters and losing herself in their worlds. Usually, she writes contemporary romance in three heat levels: sweet, sensual and erotic. However, she would like to try her luck at other genres one day, such as paranormal or mystery.

When she’s not writing, she enjoys traveling and experiencing new cultures, new sceneries, food and meeting new people, or simply reading a good book.
Details about my book:
Book title: Hot Dreams of a Lonely Soul – Book 1
Sequel: Hopeful Dreams and New Beginnings – Book 2 (scheduled for August)
Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance
Book blurb:
Sexy former bikini model Carly Smith chooses to stay away from men after getting out of a bad marriage. Still traumatized by her past with her jealous, abusive ex husband, she is afraid to engage in another relationship, let alone be intimate with anybody. However, sparks fly when she meets her new handsome boss, Robert Benton. Extremely attracted to him, she finds herself in a delicate situation as he is constantly in her thoughts and haunting her dreams at night, turning her entire body into a time bomb of need, ready to explode. Each time she wakes up disappointed and alone, craving for his touch, but lacking the courage to turn her hot dreams into reality. What happens when Robert unexpectedly shows up at her door one night? Will she manage to overcome her fears and allow him inside, or will she deny him access?
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Raw need twisted in her gut. Anxious to see the rest of him, she unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, then watched him hook his thumbs inside the waistband and peel them down his hips together with his boxers, freeing his huge erection.
She gasped before she could catch herself, her insides liquefying more at the mere sight of it. Suddenly she was dying to feel him inside her, stretching her cunt in the most pleasurable ways.
“Is something wrong?” A hint of amusement edged his words as he regarded her mischievously. “You look surprised.” Pure confidence of male pride laced his husky voice.
Carly saw the twinkle playing at the corners of his eyes. “You’re big...” she murmured, but hardly recognized the sound of her own voice.
“I am as big as I need to be to make you scream like never before and beg for more,” he said with a confidence that only enhanced her impatience, her channel quivering with the need to be filled. His deft hands spread her thighs wide and his eyes took in the glistening pink folds of her pussy now exposed to him. “Gorgeous!” He swept his tongue over his lips to moisten them. “I’ve wanted to taste this the moment I first say you.”
“Robert...” Her throat tightened and her mouth went dry. The color grew hotter and hotter in her cheeks under his profound glare, and she fought with the urge to pull her thighs back together. However, the look in his eyes was nothing like that of her ex husband. His was of pure joy and admiration and his gaze seemed to be worshipping her, sweeping her from head to toe. The realization soothed her, little silvery wings of anticipation fluttering through her and causing all her worries to dissipate into thin air.

Thanks again for stopping by Emily. You're welcome back any time.
Until next time my naughty pets . . .

Wednesday, May 22, 2013


I did an interview with Tome Tender Blog last week and not only did the lovely Sailon posted it today but also reviewed Master Knight and Master Prince! 4 STARS for Knight and 5 STARS for Prince. My Bad Boys of the Big D are doing me proud! Check them out.

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Saturday, May 18, 2013


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Welcome to my dungeon, my naughty pets . . .

I want to titillate you with a little excerpt from my latest Bad Boy, Master Prince from the Masters of Tabu Series. But first, I have to lay out the ground rules for the giveaway this weekend. This is a BDSM scene at the club, sensation play, so if you might find it not to your liking, you may want to skip my blog and go to the next author. Second, the giveaway! If you want to read more of this story or maybe the first one in the series, Master Knight, just leave a comment below with the answer to this question: How many Masters will be in the series and the names of the Masters of Tabu? The answer is on this blog. If you want to follow me, that would be great too. I'd love some company. So, the prize is a PDF copy of either Book 1 or 2 to one lucky person selected at random. 

Mitchell Prince, is a Dom with an attitude. He’s the Chief Counsel of Knight Enterprises and has a private practice in Dallas, Texas, which keeps him busy. He’s also a co-owner in Club Tabu and tends to watch and monitor more than have a sub of his own. He has yet to find the right partner to fulfill his darkest desires to control and challenge him physically and mentally.

Guilianna Hathaway, nicknamed Anna by her closest friends, is no princess but can play with the Big Boys in the courtroom. She’s a hard-edged attorney representing women and children. Her latest client files a civil suit against Club Tabu and the owners for negligence due to an alleged rape and assault of her client by another patron of the BDSM club. She’s curious about the goings on in an establishment catering to the abuse of women, or what she assumes happens there and returns to the “crime scene” for research and is stunned and shocked by what she finds. Once she meets with Mitchell Prince at Club Tabu, not only is she attracted to the tall, dark and handsome attorney representing the club, she’s also drawn into the BDSM world. Discovering she has a submissive nature is a revelation she’s willing to explore. With the right Dom, that is.

Will Mitch and Anna plead the fifth and follow the laws of nature rather than the laws they uphold in court?


Another several minutes passed with the tickler gliding over her body with determined focus. Master Terrence for all his bravado lulled her into a blissful, relaxed state. All that changed and quickly.

“Now for something with more of a prick on the skin,” the hulking man said.

She flinched with the first touch of the next thing he ran along her skin. The tiny bites from whatever he used kind of tingled, and the new sensations were more intense than the feather, tickling thing from before. The pinches weren’t painful, but a definite notch up in discomfort. The way Master Terrence moved the piece around the different parts of her body made her start to squirm. The sensations building along the nerve-endings were pleasant, surprisingly so. That in itself was a bit on the disturbing side. I’m naked, cuffed, and restrained, blindfolded and allowing a virtual stranger to touch me. Am I crazy?

“You’re enjoying your punishment, aren’t you?” The soft whisper near her ear brought her out of her delightful thoughts.

With the heightened senses kicking in, the prickle of the tiny hairs along her neck even brought a pleasurable sensation. She could barely think, let alone put two words together to answer him. Two men, one delivering a so-called physical punishment that really felt incredible not painful, while the other used his voice to arouse her in other ways. “What is he using?”

“You want to know? Can you guess?” Prince whispered.

She shook her head. “No. No, Sir. I don’t know.”

“Technically, it’s a Wartenberg Pinwheel. At the end of a handle, a small metal wheel with many spiky tines rolls along the skin.”

“Oh.” She tried to picture the instrument, but had a hard time. A small, metal pinwheel. Interesting.

“Is she all right?” Master Terrence asked.

“Yes. Keep going.”

The prickly feeling stopped. Her mind raced, wondering what would come next. So far, she didn’t consider any punishment dispensed by the man she wronged severe. Her anxiety began to wane, and her mind drifted again. Had her life become so dull, mundane, predictable that she had to go to the opposite end of the spectrum and fall victim to the kinkier side of life? No, she accepted Prince’s proposal for only one reason. In the midst of this exhibition, however, she couldn’t consider any part of the demonstration as observation by any stretch of the imagination. Hands-on research? Who am I kidding?

She jerked. The ice kissing her lips startled her. The cool water dripped down over her chin and onto her chest. The trickling effect tickled. Aroused her. Master Terrence left a trail of cold wetness down her neck as it trickled down into the hollow formed by her collarbone. Then he moved between her breasts, circling each nipple. Chills started down her spine and warmth built in her core. The first cube dwindled to almost nothing before he stopped to add another in its place. He traveled down her abdomen and swirled the quickly melting cube around her navel. The frosty fluid continued to form rivulets down until it traversed over her curls and over her labia. The coolness couldn’t dissipate the heat growing between her legs. The torture dispensed thus far had to be the most erotic punishment she’d ever experienced and wanted more. She shivered and not because of the ice.

“Are you okay?” Prince asked in a soft whisper again. Tracing the edges of her ear with his flicking tongue, he caressed the silky flesh arousing her passion to a fever pitch. For a few moments, the teasing distracted her from answering his questions.


“Good girl.” He whispered in her ear, “You like the different sensations Master Terrence delivered so far, don’t you? You like letting go of your control over everything and only feel those sensations? No point in denying it. Tell me the truth. I’ll know if you’re lying.”

Guilianna tried to say yes. Prince spoke the truth and was right about denying her feelings, but being at Tabu was completely out of character for her. What would her clients think if they found out, or the press or, God forbid, her sister? Anger surged in her veins, and she bit her bottom lip to fight back the thought of disappointing Audriana. No, this wasn’t like her at all. She’d broken away from the tyrannical domination of her father, gained control over her life, and didn’t want another man to have that kind of power over her again. Yet, she’d had no idea the feeling of helplessness and vulnerability could be such a serious turn-on. Mitchell Prince aroused her more. His gentle and warm caress pushed her into an answer, one she surprised herself by answering. She finally relented.

“Yes, okay, you’re right. I’m turned on, but that doesn’t mean you win, Prince.”

“I think you meant to say, ‘Yes, I’m turned on. Thank you, Master Prince.’”

Fully aware he tried to overpower her with his presence, she struggled with standing her ground or giving into the erotic play. He wasn’t her master. No man would ever be. She made her own decisions, charted her own destiny, but her body had other ideas. Playing games wasn’t something she wanted to do, but before she could think clearly the words demurely slipped from her lips. “You turn me on. Thank you, Master Prince.”

A light kiss brushed her lips, Prince’s lips. The ones she’d craved all night. “See, little mouse. Professing your feelings doesn’t hurt, does it?”

Guilianna blushed, the heat tingled her cheeks. “No, but I’m extremely embarrassed.”

“Why? Because you think it makes you weak? Do you trust me, Anna?”

The sudden grazing over her clit with the ice jolted her out of the hypnotic conversation with Prince. The shock of the sensation made her jerk against the restraints. Master Terrence held the torturous piece there for a few seconds. Numbness didn’t take long to happen. Then, she felt fingers brushing across her nipples. Which man was it?

“Answer me.” He pinched and rolled the hardening points between his thumb and index finger. His warm mouth sucked one nipple into his mouth and swirled his tongue around the nub.

Thank goodness the fingers and mouth belonged to Prince. She’d been embarrassed enough tonight to last a lifetime. “Yes…yes, I trust you.” She moaned as the exquisite sensation shot straight to her pussy. Floating on the softly building cloud of emotion, the blood burned in her veins, moisture leaked out and coated her inner thighs. The wetness may have been the residue of the melted ice. She couldn’t tell from the overload of the multiple sensations piercing through her body.

“I think you’ve earned a reward for your obedience, little mouse.”

Prince tested her comfort zone again. She sucked in air through her nose, forcing herself to relax. She trusted him even if her anxiety went on high alert.

Oh God, what’s happening to me?

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Until another day my naughty pets,