REVIEWS ARE IN!!!

Over the past week, Master Knight has received two reviews!!! The first one a 4 STAR is on Amazon and was a very nice review by Cindy O. LINK: http://www.amazon.com/review/R22TPJS76K6K3F/ref=cm_cr_dp_title?ie=UTF8&ASIN=B00BHO2GZU&channel=detail-glance&nodeID=133140011&store=digital-text

The second one is by Sexy Erotic Xciting Reviews and was a 5 HANDCUFFS (STARS) and so excited. LINK: http://sexyforreview.blogspot.com/2013/02/master-knight.html

More have been accepted for review, now have to sit back and wait. 

Until later, be naughty my pets . . .

GRAY

Guest Blog on A Jessica Sales Novel Today!!!

Hello my naughty pets,

Today, I'm a guest on A Jessica Sales Novel Blog sharing a little excerpt from Master Knight, Book 1 of the Masters of Tabu series. I could use some love. Here's the link: http://ajessicasalesnovel.wordpress.com/2013/02/19/gray-dixon-and-another-side-of-dallas/

Until later my pets . . .

GRAY

MASTER KNIGHT Release Date Moved to Valentine's Day!!!

Well, a pleasant surprise but OMG! I got caught with my panties down. A good thing and bad, I have to start promotion earlier than expected. Posting the blurb and an excerpt for everyone's enjoyment. The Buy Link for the publisher's store is: http://store.secretcravingspublishing.com/index.php?main_page=book_info&cPath=4&products_id=528

The Masters of Tabu center around the journey of college friends from Dallas, Texas, seeking redemption, healing and love when they least expect it. Hot days and sizzling nights await—Marcus Knight, Mitchell Prince, Jared King, Shane Marshal, Brock Dragon and Jagger Squire with Simon Tempest, a friend of Marcus Knight rounding out the co-owners of Club Tabu, a BDSM private club.

Dallas will never be the same.

BLURB:

Marcus Knight, entrepreneur and CEO of Knight Enterprises, is a Dom with a darker side. After a nasty divorce, he’s sworn off any emotional involvement with any woman. By accident he meets a woman at a party when he travels to New York City for business. She’s too young and inexperienced with his lifestyle. Or so he thinks.

Khari Bradford, small town girl in search of fame and fortune on the Broadway stage. On a chance meeting, she meets an older man who captivates her. Within a short time, she becomes his newest submissive, but wonders how she ended up with him instead of on Broadway.

Will her new aspiration have her lose both dreams, Broadway and her Knight after discovering he has no intentions of staying in New York or with her? Will Marcus return to Dallas and give Khari her dream, but lose the woman who makes his heart sing?

LOG LINE/TAG LINE:  A Princess in search of her Knight in shining armor.

ADULT EXCERPT:

Speechless, she couldn’t believe meeting one of the best-looking men she’d ever seen came quite by accident. Her heart pounded and electric sparks flitted over her skin that first time. The way he smiled sent ripples of desire straight to the center between her thighs, and when he spoke with the low, seductive voice, her insides felt delicious, warm enough to melt chocolate. The authority he exuded with his body captured her full attention and almost instinctively she obeyed his every command. Each encounter with the enigmatic man was more intense and kinkier. Sir, from the beginning, took her places way beyond her imagination and did so with nothing except his presence and tone of voice. Slowly, by methodic and patient means, he’d introduced her to satisfying ways to express those sexual fantasies she dared to speak out loud to him. To trust a man again filled her heart.

So here she stood, blinking into the darkness of the blindfold, contemplating how her life changed after moving to New York to follow her dream, to this. A tingle between sore legs brought her back from the questioning thoughts. She twitched at the thought of how his skin was like velvet-covered steel and smelled of musky spice. The effect he had on all her senses had her craving him even when not in his presence.

“Hmm, you like the sensation, don’t you?” The silky-soft voice of the man spoke so low, she wasn’t sure if it belonged to Sir. Of course, it had to be him. No one else was in the room. I’m acting silly. He wouldn’t let another man touch me this way, would he?

Nodding, she tried to form some coherent words, but the gag Sir placed in her mouth prevented any audible speech. Saliva slid out the corners of her lips as she struggled to remain motionless by his demands. The flicking across her bare skin by the device of torture he used sent erotic electric charges through every nerve ending. The soft and delicate piece flitting over her skin seemed like a feather at first, but at this point in the evening, she couldn’t distinguish anything, only the pleasure she received from the delightful caress. The pain in her legs from not moving mounted, mixing with the exquisite touches he delivered. He’d instructed her to warn him if she felt numbness or tingling, but the discomfort hadn’t reached that point yet. She loved the bondage, but not to the point of doing something stupid. She squirmed and tried to wiggle her toes despite the tight fit in the high-heels. Circulating the blood to keep any numbness or tingling at bay had been the reason, but the erotic sensations he produced to the other parts of her body helped distract her.

“I see you’re eager, but I don’t want you to come quite yet, my pet.” The delicate stroking of the tickler traveled along her sensitive flesh, trailing circles over her hip bones then lower to each thigh.

Khari took a deep breath, trying desperately to remain focused and to obey his reaffirmed order not to move. She failed, just like all the other times lately. Shuddering from the stirring emotions fluttering through her insides, she couldn’t control her body no matter how she concentrated. He’d told her this was part of the learning curve. Granted, she’d not been one to learn quickly, but this was something she wanted to do to please him, and she felt defeated. For a couple hours, he’d been building her up until she was one large mass of hypersensitive nerve endings ready to ignite, and he wouldn’t let her come if she continued to disobey his instructions.

His touch and the release of the restraints at her feet signaled what would come next, and for a brief moment the muscles in her legs relaxed. He massaged her ankles and calves, making sure she had good circulation. Slipping her killer shoes off long enough to wiggle her toes, she willed the tension in them to calm. His close masculine presence prevented her from moving much more than that until he gave the word. His gentle touch lulled her into a heavenly state of being. Always did. Her pussy contracted, pulsing with need. Moisture seeped from between the delicate folds and down her inner thighs. Her heart pounded fiercely in her chest, and her pulse raced. She was so ready for him to come inside her. God, I can’t take much more of this.

A soft whimper escaped around the ball gag. She concentrated on his touch. His hands explored her waist, rising to her exposed breasts, and then tugged on the clamps attached to her nipples. She jerked with every tug, causing tears of delight, and a tingling darted straight to her core.

“I love to mix your pleasure and pain, my sweet pet.”

Why did his words make her want more? The first occasion he used the devices he left them on for a short time, increasing the tension with each subsequent meeting. Tonight, he applied tighter pressure than usual and immediately attached them upon arriving at the penthouse. When he decided to remove them later, the blood rushing back to the constricted nipples would bring tremendous pain. An exquisite sensation if she played it right.

“Put those heels back on. You know I like the way you look wearing them.”

Reluctantly, she did. She wouldn’t mind so much if he’d remove the gag and clamps, but she knew the time would only happen when he wanted to do so.

“Now. Turn around.”

Her mind went blank and offered no resistance to his commanding presence. With the tingling in her legs and the fading numbness in her feet from the stilettos, she nearly stumbled as she took a step to face away from the sound of his voice. Disoriented for a few seconds, she luxuriated in the warmth of his body against her bare back, which tended to balance her.

Be naughty, my pets . . .

~Gray~

 

MASTER KNIGHT COVER REVEAL!!!

Received the final cover for the first book in the Masters of Tabu series, Master Knight. Each successive book will have the same banner with a change in the icons. This one has the knight chess piece. The woman on the cover is a perfect representation of the heroine, Khari Bradford! The release is in March, but don't have a definite date yet. Until then, here's the tag line and blurb:

Marcus Knight, entrepreneur and CEO of Knight Enterprises, is a Dom with a darker side. After a nasty divorce, he’s sworn off any emotional involvement with any woman. By accident he meets a woman at a party when he travels to New York City for business. She’s too young and inexperienced with his lifestyle. Or so he thinks.

Khari Bradford, small town girl in search of fame and fortune on the Broadway stage. On a chance meeting, she meets an older man who captivates her. Within a short time, she becomes his newest submissive, but wonders how she ended up with him instead of on Broadway.

Will her new aspiration have her lose both dreams, Broadway and her Knight after discovering he has no intentions of staying in New York or with her? Will Marcus return to Dallas and give Khari her dream, but lose the woman who makes his heart sing?

LOG LINE/TAG LINE:   

A Princess in search of her Knight in shining armor.

Until next time . . . be naughty, my pets!

Gray

FIFTY WHAT? NEW BOOK BY KAYELLE ALLEN

I have Kayelle Allen honoring me with being a guest today. I got to know her through Marketing for Romance Writers and appreciate everything she has done through that group. I've learned a lot! I'm excited she's giving us a little look at her release due out February 13th, Fifty Gays of Shade. Love the title. So enough about the introduction, take it away Kayelle . . . 

Why does getting something new make a grown woman act like a little kid? You should have seen me when I got the cover to my newest book. Good thing I was sitting down, otherwise I might have knocked things over doing the happy dance around the room. The new Torquere Press anthology Fifty Gays of Shade is starting to grab attention simply for its title. Throw in a hot cover and you have an instant winner.

The book came about as a response to the Fifty Shades of Grey phenomenon. Who hasn't heard of that? The market is glutted with Fifty Shades of Fill-in-the-blank books. There are also ten shades, twenty shades, ad infinitum. What's different about this title is it flips the sound of the words in reverse, and that catches the imagination. I know when I heard it, I immediately wanted to be a part of creating the story.

Here's the set up. Shady Business is a gay BDSM club owned by Grey Shade, and the club's motto is "No good deed goes unpunished." Authors in the anthology were given a nightclub layout, an image to use as a guide for describing Grey Shade, and carte blanche for the story. We were to use Grey if possible, but not have him too deeply involved with our characters.

From there, it was up to our fertile imaginations to take the reader on a fun and sensual journey. My story is "Bill Me." When an old member of the Shady Business BDSM club returns from a hiatus, he meets a new member searching for a proper identity -- and a master who'll help him find it.

 Excerpt

"Is that you, Erik?"

I turned to see who had used my name so freely in one of the country's premier BDSM clubs, and found the club's owner walking toward me. "Hello, Shade." I accepted his firm handshake. "Long time no see. You look fit as always." The man wore a black leather hat, black zipped leather shorts, boots, and had a chain wrapped around one wrist.

"I could say the same." He raked his gaze down me. "Damn, man. Where the hell have you been? I heard you relocated again."

I shrugged. "You know me. Never could settle anywhere."

"Let's grab a drink." Shade led me deeper into the club, away from the noisy stage and DJ.

We passed the elevator, and sidestepped around a laughing couple exiting the bathroom. From their tousled appearance, it took little imagination to guess what they'd been doing in there. Had house rules changed? Shade rubbed a spot between his brows and pretended not to notice. He continued through reception, and used a keycard to open a passageway to his office and the play room area.

Gesturing between the two, he quirked his brows, giving me a choice of location. I opted for the privacy of his office, and he opened the door.

Little had changed here, other than a few additional awards on the wall. I sat in the leather chair opposite his desk. He flipped open a cabinet and withdrew a bottle of whiskey and two glasses, handing me one. Shade surprised me by dropping into the chair next to mine. He poured generously, set down the bottle, and leaned back.

"You want to tell me what's up?" He gazed at me over the rim of the glass while he sipped.

I swirled the whiskey, gave it a sniff, and smiled over at him. "What do you mean?"

He pulled a face. "We going to play a head game or are you going to tell me what brings you here -- wearing a three piece suit-- after fifteen months away?"

"Fifteen months? What, were you counting the days?"

"You were here for my birthday party for the past five years, and then missed it last year. I happen to know yours is in three days. We always celebrated together when you were in town. So yeah, I fuckin' know the number of days." He downed the rest of his drink, set aside the glass, and folded his arms across his beefy chest. "What's with the suit?"

"In town on business." I hesitated, but remembered this was Shade I was talking to, and sighed. "Corey moved out six weeks ago."

"No shit? You okay?"

"Yeah. Now."

Shade shook his head. "I'm sorry, Erik. You here to get back in the saddle?"

I took a slug of the whiskey, wiped my mouth with the back of my hand, and then finished it. "Figured it's time."

He sat forward. "Looking for the same type?"

"Hell, no. Older. He was twenty when we met. I need someone a little less..." While I struggled for the best description, Shade supplied an apt one.

"Full of shit?"

We both laughed. He poured me another drink. The sound of the liquid sloshing into the glass filled the silence in my head.

"Yeah. That'd work." I sipped.

"We've got some new talent. You walk in wearing that suit, and they'll be licking your shoes."

I polished off the drink, and refused another. "Not really what I want licked tonight."

Buy links:

Coming February 13, 2013 from Torquere Press

Author website http://kayelleallen.com/exc-fifty.html

Edited by Kiernan Kelly author of Weapon of Choice, and dozens of other gay romance stories. The book includes stories by Amelia June, CB Conwy, CC Bridges, DC Juris, Emily Moreton, Kayelle Allen, KC Burn, KC Wells, Kiernan Kelly, Lydian Harker, PT Walden, Sascha Illyvich, Sean Michaels, Wade Kelly, Winnie Jerome, and Wt Prater.

About the Author

Multipublished author Kayelle Allen runs Marketing for Romance Writers, the Romance Lives Forever blog, and a graphics company called The Author's Secret. She swears she also sleeps, eats, and writes, and not at the same time. Usually.

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Wow! That was great Kayelle! I appreciate you stopping by and sharing. I hope you stop by again. Please don't forget to give Kayelle some love and leave her a comment.

Until then . . . be naughty, my pets!

Gray