Elizabeth Black

Horror/Dark Fiction Radio Show This Wednesday

2012-02-27T09:52:00.000-05:00

I'm co-host of a radio show about horror and dark fiction this Wednesday. Host is Marsha Casper Cook and guests are Dana Fredsti, Trent Zelazny, Joe Pulver, Christopher L Beck, and (pretty sure he's in but need to double-check) Brent Millis. The show is this Wednesday Feb. 29 at 3 pm EST. Listen in and enjoy the conversation!

http://www.blogtalkradio.com/worldofinknetwork/2012/02/29/a-good-story-is-a-good-story-with-host-marsha-casper-cook-1

Michael Buble - Feeling Good

2012-02-24T16:18:00.002-05:00

Intensity By Jopen - California Exotics

2012-02-23T17:01:00.000-05:00

When I first heard about Intensity by Jopen I was intrigued. I had written about it before as a blog post so I was already familiar with it. This sex toy did it all. It had g-spot stimulation, rabbit ears to tickle my clit, and a thick shaft. So when I had a chance to try it out and review it for California Exotics I couldn't pass up that chance.

This is a luxury vibrator unlike any other. Intensity is designed for both pleasure and for exercising your pelvic floor. When used regularly, you tighten your Kegel muscles which results in a stronger and tighter pelvic floor. Your arousal is more intense. Your orgasms are more intense. And it just feels so damned good! I'm talking knee-knocking, dance on the table in a biker bar intense gleeful bliss.

What makes it special are several things. One, it's made of high-quality silicone. If you're prone to allergic reactions to materials - especially the likes of jelly rubber - you likely won't react to this one. It has G-spot, vaginal, and clitoral stimulation as I already mentioned, It also inflates like a balloon at a carnival - and this is one hell of a carnival! I just pump the handle whilst the shaft is inside me and I feel it get bigger and bigger. Wow! I liked that filled-up and plugged sensation. Elvis has entered the building! To deflate it I just pressed a small black button on the back of the handle. Then I pulled it out.

Then there are the electrodes at the tip of the shaft. Yes, electrodes. I've used electrosex toys before so I was dying to try this out. I was shocked - shocked, I say! - at how good it felt. When charged up and stimulating me on the inside, my Kegels automatically tightened around the vibrator's inflated shaft. I was so aroused by the intensity (har!) of this sex toy I rose up on the bed, doubled over with pleasure. Important - don't turn on the electrodes unless Intensity is inside you.

The instruction manual made everything plain as day. Directions were very simple. Insert your batteries in the base of the vibrator. Slather some lube on the shaft. Rub on some of the electrode gel on the two electrodes on the shaft. The gel comes in a tube that is included when you buy Intensity. Then, insert the shaft into your vagina and get ready for the ride of your life. Once inside, I inflated it until it felt as good as could be. Don't over-inflate! The two buttons on the left side control the vibrations. I preferred a heavy and intense vibration. The two buttons on the right control the intensity of the stimulations coming from the electrodes. I preferred a milder sensation when it came to the electrode stimulations. i enjoyed four of the five incremental stimulation speeds. As I played I could see the lights on the LED light up, guiding my way.

Overall, Intensity is a fine vibrator and Kegel exerciser. It's not particularly loud so I didn't disturb anyone whilst using it. I especially liked the combination of inflation, vibrations, and electro stimulation. Like I said, I've used electrosex toys before and I like them. This is an expensive vibrator but trust me - it's worth ever red cent. I highly recommend it.

Fragma - Embrace Me (Duderstadt Vocal Remix)

2012-02-22T22:18:00.002-05:00

Three Drives - Air Traffic (Extended Vocal Mix)

2012-02-22T20:23:00.002-05:00

Three Drives - Air Traffic DJ Cor Fijneman - Outstanding remix

2012-02-22T20:13:00.002-05:00

Madelyn - Beautiful Child

2012-02-22T19:53:00.002-05:00

Cass & Slide - Perception

2012-02-22T19:29:00.000-05:00

Don't Call Me Baby - $4.99 Until Tomorrow

2012-02-22T10:47:00.000-05:00

Buy "Don't Call Me Baby" now at AllRomanceEBooks for half off until tomorrow! $4.99! For the cost of a mocha latte you can own a fun book. Plus, once you drink the latte it's gone but a good book lasts forever.

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-don039tcallmebaby-601047-144.html

If you want to read an excerpt, go to my "Don't Call Me Baby" page at the top of this web site.

This book is set in the big hair 1980s. Here are a few things I remember about the '80s. How about you? What do you remember of the '80s?

Video Killed The Radio Star (I saw this vid the first time it aired)

The Brat Pack

Ferris Buehler's Day Off (which now has a sequel)

Leg warmers

MTV was nothing but music videos and none of those stupid reality shows.

LP turntables

AIDS - and Ronald Reagan refusing to even acknowledge its existence.

The space shuttle Challenger explosion

Sally Ride - the first female American astronaut in space

Sample Sunday #1 - Don't Call Me Baby (Also On Sale!)

2012-02-19T08:53:00.001-05:00

This is my first Sample Sunday. I hope I'm doing it right. :)

The excerpt is from my erotic romance novel Don't Call Me Baby, which is half off right now at AllRomanceEBooks. Check the links below to get your copy for only $4.99!

Don't Call Me Baby

By Elizabeth Black

Published by Naughty Nights Press

Contemporary erotic romance

ISBN # 9780987689450

156,698 word novel

Release date September 30, 2011

Heat Index * * * * *

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BLURB

Don't Call Me Baby is a fast-paced, quick-witted, sexy novel about a young woman exploring her sexuality and the cultural morés she collides with on a daily basis. It's 1983 in Maryland and Catherine Stone is sex on wheels. She plays the field the way men have done for aeons. Not content to strive for her MRS degree like so many young women her age, she seduces men of all stripes - married college professors, theatre students, virgins, complete strangers who intrigue her. She has already cost one man his job. But she asks herself lots of questions on her search to enjoy her sexuality. Why don't other women enjoy their sex as much as she does? Why do so many women and men look down on sexually free women, calling them sluts while sexually free men are called studs and Lotharios? She bucks at the double standards! Catherine has made no commitment to any man. She's free to explore and she gladly does so. No man can tie her down and no woman's judgment will stop her from playing the field to her heart's content. Does she meet her match in a new man who introduces her to sexual bliss she had never before experienced? When she tries multiple partners and bondage for the first time as a submissive, she believes she's found the sexual bliss she is looking for - and with a man who not only introduces her to the fineries in life but also cares about her like no man ever has before.

EXCERPT

Raindrops fell on Catherine's arms, and she knew it was time to depart. Ryan brushed his hand against his face as rain dripped on his brow. “We should get going before we get drenched.”

Catherine raced to his car with him following several yards behind. She leaned against the passenger door, turning her face up to catch the few scattered raindrops. Any second now and the sky would open with a deluge. Ryan stood a few feet away from her, giving her a quizzical look she couldn't quite read. Was he deciding what to do with her, since she was such a tempting tease who made it clear she wanted him? She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of the cool rain and the electric smell of a growing storm.

“I love the feel of rain on my face…” She did not get to finish her thought because Ryan took her up in his arms, kissing her so hard he bruised her lips. She felt a week's worth of pent-up passion in his embrace, and she wrapped her arms around his broad back, enjoying a kiss so intense it left her breathless. His tongue slid into her mouth, seeking every inch of her. She melted into his embrace, kissing him hungrily as she massaged the tense muscles in his shoulders. His erection poked at her leg as he pressed his groin into her. He wants me so much he can barely contain himself!

"Don't Call Me Baby" - On Sale! Get Your Copy Now!

2012-02-16T11:57:00.002-05:00

Have you picked up your HALF OFF copy of "Don't Call Me Baby" yet? It's $4.99 and no tax! It's a hot and sexy read. If that's what you're itching for, read my book.

Review: Lust – Erotic Fantasies for Women (Edited By Violet Blue)

2012-02-16T11:31:00.001-05:00

I am always on the lookout for good erotic fiction to read. Too much of it comes across like Penthouse Letters when I'm looking for something hot to not only turn me on but wow me as far as good writing goes. I can always count on a good, hot read from books published by Cleis Press.

“Lust – Erotic Fantasies for Women” is a fantastic collection of 17 stories written by a wide variety of female authors. I'm already familiar with quite a few of them. Two stories stood out for me.

'Tied To The Kitchen Sink by Kay Jaybee had me wishing I received such a fantastic birthday present! Will walks into his friend Ben's kitchen to find a naked (save the thigh high boots) and shapely woman tied to his kitchen sink. She's his birthday present. I won't say what happens next but it's quite amusing and sexy as hell.

In “Golden Hand” by K. L. Gillespie, a woman pickpocket reaches into a man's pocket on a crowded train... and gets a big surprise! I kept waiting for someone else on the train to notice what was going on. This has to be the sexiest train jerking off story I've ever read, and I've read a few.

All of these stories are well-written and highly erotic. I wish I could write like this and I aim towards the high quality of these stories. Each is a tidbit of about 5,000 words – short enough to enjoy during a quick lunch hour but long enough to make you wet and eager for release. If you're looking for good, well-written erotic literature, this is a great book for you.

Look to Good Vibrations for wonderful erotic literature and sex toys.

LC Brown - Parasympathetic 14 - Brije Staat - Parachutes

2012-02-16T11:22:00.001-05:00

Ain't It The Truth

2012-02-15T15:59:00.000-05:00

Diving Into Self-Publishing

2012-02-15T15:55:00.001-05:00

I've decided to take that leap and try self-publishing. I know I might go down in a ball of flames. That's okay. This is an experiment. If the pub I sent Climbing Her Tower rejects the book, that's the one I will self-publish. It's a novella. I'll start off selling it for $.99 and later raise the price to $2.99.

I also want to write a short story I'll give away as a freebie with promotional links and information at the end so people can find my books.

I'm in touch with a few people who already self-publish. I have a feeling it's easier to do than I suspect. This will be fun!

Congrats To Trish - The Winner Of My Valentine's Day Easter Blog Hop Contest

2012-02-15T14:08:00.001-05:00

Congrats to Trish, who won my Valentine's Day Blog Hop contest! She gets her choice between "Feral Heat" and "Filthy Leuker: Feral Heat 2". The next contest will be for Easter, coming soon. Keep an eye here for more information as the date approaches. I've already contacted her. I hope she enjoys my book.

Happy Valentine's Day!

2012-02-14T08:53:00.002-05:00

Happy Valentine's Day!

You can count on me to turn Valentine's Day on its head.

I found these "The Walking Dead" Valentine's Day cards yesterday and I sent out a few. I hate most crap I see on Valentine's Day. I don't do cute plush monkeys, puppies, and bears. I wanted to find a plush toy kitten or cat for V-D but there weren't any... anywhere. What gives? Cat lovers like fake holidays too!

I don't get into Whitman's Samplers either because those candies taste like fiberglass wrapped in axle grease. I prefer my chocolates from a local beach candy shop that's been in business since the 1920s. We're going to the movies today to see "The Woman In Black" (at long last!!) and we'll stop at this candy store to stock up on chocolate truffles and candy pebbles. Handmade candy can't be beat. I'll even get some chocolate walnut fudge because my husband hates the stuff. More for me!

Of course, for the guys, today begins the countdown to the day they are looking forward to. Get ready for it.

Steak and BJ Day.

That's on March 14, one month after Valentine's Day. It's the snarky dude's answer to feeling forced to give roses, chocolates, and dinners to women they want to go to bed with. You know what else makes that day special?

It's my birthday. I used to say my birthday fell on the day before the Ides of March. Now I say it's on Steak and BJ Day. It's sad that my date of birth is associated with blow jobs and a major assassination.

Anyway, I wanted to wish everyone a very happy Valentine's Day. And the perfect quote for this day is by Stephen King: "... I have the heart of a small boy... and I keep it in a jar on my desk."

Enjoy!

Welcome, Valentine's Day Blog Hoppers!

2012-02-10T20:40:00.001-05:00

Update: Folks, don't forget to leave your email address in your comment. Otherwise I won't know how to reach you if you win. If you've left a comment and forgot your email address, just write another comment with the address. If you don't want to leave your email address in my comments, feel free to send it to me via email at trishcwilson AT comcast DOT net.

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Hi, everyone! It's almost Valentine's Day, and you're here for my blog hop contest. Entering is easy. Just leave a comment here telling me what you think of Valentine's Day. Don't forget to leave your email address. I'll choose a winner at random. The winner gets his or her choice between Feral Heat and Filthy Leuker: Feral Heat 2.

To learn more about both of these books, including buy links, blurbs and excerpts, go to the book pages at the top of this web site. Click on the names and you're off and running.

Also, my book Don't Call Me Baby is on a special sale at AllRomanceEbooks for the next couple of weeks. It's half off at five bucks. So for the price of a mocha latte you can get a fun and sexy book. Just think: once you drink the latte it's gone but a good book lasts forever.

Don't Call Me Baby
http://tinyurl.com/dont-call-me-baby-are

Good luck to all who enter!

"Don't Call Me Baby" - On Sale Half Off!

2012-02-10T11:33:00.001-05:00

Buy "Don't Call Me Baby" now at AllRomanceEBooks for half off! Five bucks! For the cost of a mocha latte you can own a fun book. Plus, once you drink the latte it's gone but a good book lasts forever.

http://www.allromanceebooks.com/product-don039tcallmebaby-601047-144.html

If you want to read an excerpt, go to my "Don't Call Me Baby" page at the top of this web site.

The sale will last about two weeks. Pick up this book now!

Six Sentence Sunday #20: Don't Call Me Baby

2012-02-09T11:00:00.000-05:00

This is my twentieth Six Sentence Sunday. The six sentences are from Don't Call Me Baby, my contemporary erotic romance/women's fiction set in the 1980s. This book will be half off at AllRomanceEBooks next week. Get it for five bucks!

Enjoy my six sentences. I'm giving you a little insight into Catherine Stone's situation and characters. She's the protagonist of the novel.

She wasn't a ditsy little airhead who traveled with mumsy and dadders over the holidays at Vail to go skiing, and who giggled at the frat boy jokes told by the guys from the brother-college military academy. Quincy was for rich girls who wanted to get their MRS degree, something Catherine didn't know until she had gone to classes for a week, and when she figured out that she attended what was nothing more than a finishing school, she begged her parents to let her transfer but they refused. So here she was, trapped at Quincy, trying to make the best of a bad situation. Not a quiet and demure rich girl who dressed in ski sweaters and drive a Beemer. She grew up in an industrial town with a machinist father and a secretary mother. She was a working class young woman in a sea of trust fund daughters and older, male tenured professors who weren't used to someone as earthy, blunt, and sensuous as she.

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Nympho Or Just Normal?

2012-02-09T10:39:00.002-05:00

I watched a French movie yesterday called Diary Of A Nymphomaniac. Despite the provocative title, it was actually quite thoughtful and very good. The lead character's sexual journey resonated with me. Some of the things Valerie said stuck in my mind, in particular this statement: "You know, I communicate better with my body than with words. With a caress I describe things that make me feel alive." I created a character with similar ideals in my book "Don't Call Me Baby". This book will be on sale at half off next week at AllRomanceEBooks. Get it for about four bucks! What a bargain!

Another quote that spoke to me came from Valerie's grandmother. It went something like this: "Nymphomaniac is a word created by men to condemn women they can't control." Sadly, women are just as likely if not more likely to negatively judge a sexually free woman. You know the saying, "Why buy the cow if you can get the milk for free"? I respond to that dig with this: "Why buy the whole pig when all you want is a little sausage". That shuts things up real quick.

Here is yet another quote from the movie stuck with me: "I'm a promiscuous woman, yes, because I want to use sex as a means to find what everyone is looking for: recognition, pleasure, self-esteem, and, in short, love and affection". My character Catherine Stone is on a similar journey. She uses sex to communicate in part because she's very attractive and men of all stripes are drawn to her. Her choices don't take her in the direction Valerie goes in in the movie but her motivations are similar.

It's easy to judge Catherine since she doesn't follow the rules. She sleeps with married men. She's promiscuous. She's selfish. But she's also thoughtful, intelligent, and compassionate. Rather than judge her in a knee-jerk fashion since she's not your typical romance novel heroine, try to understand why she does what she does and thinks the way she thinks. She's actually a bit ahead of her time. She's blunt and somewhat brutal. She wants to experience all that life has to offer and she'll take what she wants - sometimes against her own better judgment. Does she find the love and affection she's looking for in the end? You'll have to read the book to find out. Pick it up now or buy it next week when it's half off at AllRomanceEBooks.

4 Strings - Sundown

2012-02-08T09:30:00.000-05:00

Iron Sky Extended Soundtrack

2012-02-04T19:49:00.000-05:00

"Alice's Theme" from "Alice In Wonderland" - Danny Elfman

2012-01-27T22:41:00.000-05:00

I'm Nominated For Best Author At The P&E Poll!

2012-01-09T09:35:00.000-05:00

I'm number 17 at the P&E Poll for Best Author! I want to rank higher. Please vote for me and get me in the top ten. :)

P&E Poll - Best Author

"Nothing Else Matters" - Metallica

2012-01-09T09:30:00.002-05:00

"I Don't Like It" - Kurt Cover

2012-01-09T09:29:00.000-05:00

I love my Happy Hardcore. This one has turned into an ear worm.

"I Don't Like It" - Kurt Cover

Cass & Slide - Perception

2012-01-09T09:22:00.000-05:00

Six Sentence Sunday #19 - Filthy Leuker

2011-12-23T10:11:00.004-05:00

This is my nineteenth Six Sentence Sunday. The six sentences are from Filthy Leuker, the latest in my Feral Heat erotic bisexual werewolf series. This novella is one hot read!

Charlotte dipped her finger in her Tuaca and rubbed it around her mouth, pursing her lips with the promise of much more. She pulled a pair of dice out of her back pocket of her jeans and rolled them in her palm. "What do you say we play with my Sex Dice?"

"What are Sex Dice?" Luke looked so open and naïve Sam wanted to hug him.

"He's adorable,"Charlotte brushed her fingers against Luke's arm, making Luke double-take at her bold gesture.

Feral Heat (novella) and Fluff The Master (short story) are part of this series. Filthy Leuker also includes my bisexual characters Lina and Charlotte from my short erotic story Neighbors, published in the Vamps anthology by Torquere Press. You may find information about these three works in my links at the top of this web site. Feral Heat has its own link. The other two are in my Short Stories and Free Stories categories. Feral Heat is for sale (and I recommend you read that one first) and Fluff The Master is a free read! Yes, you read that right. FREE READ! Got a Kindle, iPad, or Nook for Christmas? Get some Christmas cash? Buy my books with your loot!

Buy links for Filthy Leuker:

Amazon Kindle

Amazon Kindle - UK

Barnes and Noble Nook

Rainbow EBooks

AllRomanceEBooks

Bookstrand

For more information about Feral Heat, go to this link:

http://elizabethablack.blogspot.com/p/feral-heat.html

For more information about Fluff The Master, go to this link:

http://elizabethablack.blogspot.com/p/free-stories.html

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This story includes Lina and Charlotte, my two lesbians from my story Neighbors, published by Torquere Press in its Vamps anthology in 2009.

For more information about Neighbors, go to this link:

http://elizabethablack.blogspot.com/p/short-stories.html

(scroll down to Vamps)

Enjoy and have a very happy holidays and a Happy New Year.

Winners Of Recent Contests

2011-12-19T17:11:00.000-05:00

The winner of my contest held in Beth Wylde's Yahoo group is...

Peggy Adams

The winner of the Christmas Blog Hop contest is...

Teresa Tio Miller

I've contacted both winners via e-mail. Congratulations to you both. Thank you to everyone who visited my blog for the blog hop. Also many thanks to those who visited Beth Wylde's Yahoo group yesterday during the Midnight Seductions chat.

Cheers!

Elizabeth Black

Filthy Leuker - Welcome Blog Hoppers!

2011-12-16T14:34:00.001-05:00

Welcome Blog Hop participants! Leave a comment with your email in this post and you're eligible to win a copy of one my two series novels, Feral Heat or Filthy Leuker: Feral Heat 2. Good luck!

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Filthy Leuker continues the story of Sam Hightower and Grant Newsome, my bisexual werewolves from my novella Feral Heat. You may also find Sam and Grant in the free read Fluff The Master, published by Romance Divine in itsExplicit Encounters anthology.

Title: Filthy Leuker

Release Date: 09 December 2011

Publisher: Romance Divine

ISBN: 978-1-935757-49-8

Author: Elizabeth Black

Format: E-Book

Length: 12,438 words 66 pp (PDF)

Genre: Erotica

Category: Erotica, Fetish, Paranormal, Werewolf, Gay, Male Male, Bisexual, Multiple Partner

Price: $4.99

Buy links for Filthy Leuker:

For more information about Feral Heat, go to this link:

http://elizabethablack.blogspot.com/p/feral-heat.html

For more information about Fluff The Master, go to this link:

http://elizabethablack.blogspot.com/p/free-stories.html

(scroll down)

This story includes Lina and Charlotte, my two lesbians from my story Neighbors, published by Torquere Press in its Vamps anthology in 2009.

For more information about Neighbors, go to this link:

http://elizabethablack.blogspot.com/p/short-stories.html

(scroll down to Vamps)

BLURB:

Erotic author Elizabeth Black is back. And she brings with her those lusty, bisexual werewolves/stagehands from her hot and sexy Feral Heat. This time Grant and Sam have their eyes on the show’s luscious male dancer: Leuker. To keep it all interesting, the lithesome ladies, Lina and Charlotte, are also along. It’s a paranormal, erotic, anything goes FIVE-some. Blame it all on…Filthy Leuker.

EXCERPT:

Sam Hightower's pulse raced at the sight of ripped abs and muscular thighs. The man who flowed across the stage with such little effort looked so much like his lover, Grant Newsome, that Sam blinked his eyes a few times to make sure his vision wasn't playing tricks on him. Who's the god with the rapt attention of every man and woman in this room?

The two men could have been brothers. Grant's twin wore his hair at shoulder length, thick and full, with tendrils falling in his shining green eyes. Those eyes are emerald green, so green they glow like an aurora in winter. His face bore the same smoldering look of extreme concentration. This man would snap at Sam, turning on him in an instant if he interrupted his train of thought, much the same way Grant grumbled if he did the same thing. Each twist of his hip and roll of his shoulder enhanced the earthy lust his meager leotard couldn't contain. The dancer strutted amid his shorter and less stellar-looking partners bringing a flush to Sam's cheeks. He moved with a grace Grant lacked, but animal magnetism oozed from every pore. Tall and majestic, he glided across the stage is if his feet didn't touch the ground, his elegant form so beautiful he took Sam's breath away.

"Sorry, luv, you're a day late and a dollar short. We've already had him," that sultry and husky feminine voice jarred him from his daydream. Charlotte stood before him with her arms akimbo, hip thrust outward, giving him a cheeky grin. Dressed in tight black jeans and a tighter black tank top that squeezed together her huge breasts, she twisted her bee-stung lips in an amused grin that she once again bested him in the fucking department. "His name's Leuker Pearce and he's a stallion in bed."

"I'd love to pierce him."

"You might be able to," Lina said. The quieter of the two women stood behind Charlotte, her arms wrapped around the gutsier one's waist. Quite the virago, Charlotte's lusty nature thrilled Sam on the few occasions they found themselves in bed together. Or in the back seat of his car. Or those two times in the catwalks with their groans echoing throughout the theater. Charlotte preferred women to men, but Sam enjoyed her touch and smell too many times to count. He teased the woman by sneaking up behind her to grab her boobs. She retaliated by bursting unexpectedly from behind road boxes to squeeze his cock. Despite the sex play, they were buddies more than sex partners.

She and her lover Lina settled in Portland after years traveling on the road. Amazed at how much the two looked alike, he admired their sleek arms and hands, strong from years of painting sets. They could be twins – or doppelgangers. Harbingers of doom. And now his lover's twin writhed before him, making love to the stage as he twirled and leaped. Imagine the fivesome we could have. It would be like something out of a Penthouse letter!

"He swings both ways," Charlotte said. "I can see a hot little threesome there; you, Luke, and Luke's evil twin. You need to be adventurous. You now how much I love adventure."

Should he mention his fantasy fivesome? No, not just yet… "So you noticed the resemblance, too?" Lust tingled the hairs on the back of Sam's neck. That beautiful creature moved like a majestic elk in the Alaskan high country. "What kind of name is Leuker?"

"It's Dutch. He goes by Luke. It's also his middle name. Says his first name is horrible."

"And 'Leuker' isn't?"

Her deep, throaty laugh reverberated amongst the flats. "He told me it's his mother's maiden name. Says it means good-looking."

Sam gawked at the tight ass and strong legs that sashayed across the stage. "Can't deny that."

Welcome Guest Blogger K D Grace

2011-12-15T13:41:00.000-05:00

My novel, The Pet Shop, is a modern retelling of Beauty and the Beast. The fairy tale and my retelling of it are both stories about seeing the true nature of a person with all their flaws and neuroses, and loving them anyway. They’re both stories about trusting someone enough to allow oneself to be loved in spite of those flaws and shortcomings. Tino/Vincent is both beautiful and beastly, and Stella learns to love both. But a part of Stella’s journey to love is also discovering and embracing her own dual nature.

A part of what makes humans both heartbreakingly beautiful and terrifyingly dangerous is the way we embody that dual nature. We’re not simply ‘a little lower than the angels,’ but we’re also the animal who once raced across the savannas of Africa. Our genetic make-up is not all that different from our animal cousins. And no matter how much we pretend otherwise, no matter how much we try to separate ourselves and tart ourselves up to be ‘more than,’ we can never be truly human unless we embody and balance both parts of that duality.

In the fairy tale, the beast is fierce and frightening, but I chose to add a bit of kink and make my beast a human Pet because there’s nothing that must be more trusting or more at the mercy of humans than a pet. And part of what we love most about pets is that we’re allowed to stroke the lion when our cat sits on our lap, and we’re allowed to walk with the wolf when we take our dog out for a romp. I think it’s more than just that brush with wildness that intrigues us so. I think it’s that the very ancient part of our nature resonates with that wildness and on a level almost older than memory, we still feel it.

Sometime in our history a taming occurred and wild animals trusted us enough to become our friends. In doing so, they tamed us a little as well. At some point in every true love relationship the same thing happens. We allow ourselves to be vulnerable enough to trust, vulnerable enough to truly reveal ourselves flaws and all. We allow ourselves to be tamed. The beauty of such a relationship is that we go willingly to that place of tameness, but we take our wildness with us because in a true love relationship, the wildness is as much a part of us as our willingness to lay with our head in someone’s lap. And it’s as much loved. That’s what I wanted to convey in The Pet Shop. The story is not just Beauty and the Beast, but it’s also beauty in the beast, the two in balance, both tame and wild, each necessary for the other, both essential for wholeness.

Blurb:

In appreciation for a job well done, STELLA JAMES 's boss sends her a pet – a human pet. The mischievous TINO comes straight from THE PET SHOP complete with a collar, a leash, and an erection. Stella soon discovers the pleasure of keeping Pets, especially this one, is extremely addicting.

Obsessed with Tino and with the reclusive philanthropist, VINCENT EVANSTON, who looks like Tino, but couldn’t be more different, Stella is drawn into the secret world of The Pet Shop. As her animal lust awakens, Stella must walk the thin line that separates the business of pleasure from the more dangerous business of the heart or suffer the consequences.

Excerpt:

She was halfway back to her car, feeling stupid and self-conscious, when a strong arm slipped around her waist, and a familiar scent filled her nostrils. She looked up into Tino’s dark eyes.

‘What are you doing here?’ It still came as a shock to hear Tino speaking.

‘I saw your picture in the Oregonian.’

‘So you thought you’d just drop in.’

‘You are Tino, aren’t you?’

He picked up the pace. ‘Tino’s not here.’ With his arm around her waist, he guided her away from her car to a waiting limo.’

She didn’t protest as he opened the door and helped her inside, sliding in next to her. Then he knocked on the privacy window and the driver took off.

‘Seems a strange vehicle to bring to a nature reserve,’ she said.

‘I didn’t bring it,’ he said. ‘But you can’t go back in what I came in.’

‘Then you have to be Tino, or you wouldn’t have --’

He covered her mouth in an insistent kiss. ‘What?’ He spoke against her lips ‘You think I wouldn’t notice the sexy English bird distracting me from the all the other birds.’ He teased her lips apart, sparring with her tongue, making her insides feel like warm toffee. She was relieved to hear no anger in his voice.

She came up for breath. ‘But how else would you -- ’

He nipped and tugged on her lip. ‘Tino’s not here,’ he whispered against her mouth, slurring his words with the flick of his tongue. ‘There’s just Vincent.’

‘What are you, schizo then?’ she let out a little gasp as he nibbled her earlobe then the hollow of her throat.

‘Didn’t you take psychology 101? We all have more than one person living inside us, Stella.’

He kissed her again, and his hand moved up the inside of her thigh and his fingers slid aside the crotch of her thong.

‘Did you wear these for Tino, hoping he’d take them off with his teeth?’ He raked the hood of her clit with a heavy thumb, sending a jolt of heat radiating out over her belly and down through her slit. ‘Because I won’t bother. I’m not here for your entertainment.’

‘I never thought that you were,’ she said, giving him an ineffective shove with the flat of her hand. But he took her mouth again, and the way his tongue invaded and withdrew and invaded again, the way his fingers teased and retreated and teased again made her stop thinking about… well everything, really.

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Bio:

K D Grace lives in South England with her husband and a back garden full of free-loading birds. When she’s not writing, she practices extreme vegetable gardening. The plan is take over the world with veg plots. It’s the veg plot plot.
She walks her stories, and she’s serious about it. This August she and her husband walked the Coast to Coast rout across England. For her, inspiration is directly proportionate to how quickly she wears out a pair of walking boots.
She believes Freud was right. In the end, it really IS all about sex, well sex and love. And nobody’s happier about that than she, cuz otherwise, what would she write about?
She has erotica published with Xcite Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Black Lace, Erotic Review, Ravenous Romance, and Scarlet Magazine.
Her critically acclaimed erotic romance novels include, The Initiation of Ms Holly, and The Pet Shop, both published by Xcite Books.
The first book of her Lakeland Heatwave trilogy, Body Temperature and Rising, is now available in all eBook formats. Available in paperback February 2012.
Website: kdgrace.co.uk She’s also on Facebook and Twitter.

Great Review For "Don't Call Me Baby"

2011-11-29T15:14:00.000-05:00

Cool! Great review from Trixie at Black Raven's Reviews for "Don't Call Me Baby"!

"I was impressed with the complexity of this female Casanova. Ms. Black created a woman with so many facets that every female reading will find a little piece of her inside this vivid sexpot. While there were a few scenes from Catherine’s point of view where she mixes up the man’s name, it was not enough to detract from the power of this story. While some may take offense to the story’s content, I believe that if you take the time to read Don’t Call Me Baby, you will find it worthwhile as well as recognize Elizabeth Black’s talent."

w00t!!! It's time for some champagne!!

Cover Art For "Filthy Leuker"

2011-11-27T11:17:00.000-05:00

Got my cover art for Filthy Leuker and I'm thrilled! What do you think?

This novella will be released by Romance Divine on December 9, 2011. It's the sequel to Feral Heat, my m/m bisexual werewolf erotic romance.

Here are basic info, my blurb, and one excerpt for your reading pleasure.

Title: Filthy Leuker

Release Date: 09 December 2011

ISBN: 978-1-935757-49-8

Author: Elizabeth Black

Format: E-Book

Length: 12,438 words 66 pp (PDF)

Genre: Erotica

Category: Erotica, Fetish, Paranormal, Werewolf, Gay, Male Male, Bisexual, Multiple Partner

Price: $4.99

Blurb:

Erotic author Elizabeth Black is back. And she brings with her those lusty, bisexual werewolves/stagehands from her hot and sexy FERAL HEAT. This time Grant and Sam have their eyes on the show’s luscious male dancer: Leuker. To keep it all interesting, the lithesome ladies, Lina and Charlotte, are also along. It’s a paranormal, erotic, anything goes FIVE-some. Blame it all on…FILTHY LEUKER.

Excerpt:

"I don't think we'll be getting much rest tonight. I'm feeling adventurous!" Charlotte dipped her finger in her Tuaca and rubbed it around her mouth, pursing her lips with the promise of much more. She pulled a pair of dice out of her back pocket of her jeans and rolled them in her palm. "What do you say we play with my Sex Dice?"

"What are Sex Dice?" Luke looked so open and naïve Sam wanted to hug him.

"He's adorable," Charlotte brushed her fingers against Luke's arm, making Luke double-take at her bold gesture. A pang of jealousy washed over Sam, but he immediately shoved the feeling away. They'd share each other's bodies soon enough. Charlotte continued: "Sex Dice are a game. We shake the dice and do whatever they tell us to do. One die says what to do and the other die says to whom to do it."

Luke reached for the dice in Charlotte's hand but Lina slapped him away. She likes slapping. I could get into a little swat. The pain would do me good.

"No!” Lina commanded. “I'd rather see your reaction the moment you have to remove your shirt or French kiss the person to your right."

"Good thing we're bi or that could be awkward." Mirth filled Grant's voice.

"Or enticing," Charlotte nibbled brie from an apple slice. Melting cheese dripped from the corner of her mouth, and the tip of her tongue snatched it up before it could get away, making Sam's cock twitched with delight. "Have you ever seen two straight women kiss? It's very exciting. All the giggling and petting. They love it. They just don't admit it."

"Enough talk! Let's play. Everyone on the floor in a circle." Sam took the dice from Charlotte as the five of them sat on the floor with Sam against the couch and to his right Grant, then Lina, Luke, and Charlotte.

"I'll go first," He took a long swallow of his Tuaca and tossed the dice on the rug.

Six Sentence Sunday #18 - Filthy Leuker (Coming In December)

2011-11-23T10:35:00.001-05:00

This is my eighteenth Six Sentence Sunday. The six sentences are from Filthy Leuker, the latest in my Feral Heat erotic bisexual werewolf series. This novella will be released in early December.

"Sorry, luv, you're a day late and a dollar short. We've already had him," that sultry and husky feminine voice jarred him from his daydream. Charlotte stood before him with her arms akimbo, hip thrust outward, giving him a cheeky grin. Dressed in tight black jeans and a tighter black tank top that squeezed together her huge breasts, she twisted her bee-stung lips in an amused grin that she once again bested him in the fucking department. "His name's Leuker Pearce and he's a stallion in bed."

"I'd love to pierce him."

Welcome Readers From The Romance Reviews Party Event!

2011-11-23T00:01:00.001-05:00

Welcome readers! Good luck with the holiday party event at The Romance Reviews. I'm glad you're here because I have some announcements for you.

First, my Free Read. Yes! Free! In honor of my new series based on my bisexual male werewolf characters from my novella Feral Heat, I've written a free short story in the Feral Heat universe. This short story is Fluff The Master, and you may pick it up at AllRomanceEBooks. If you want a PDF of the book, feel free to contact me at mselizabethablack AT comcast DOT net and I'll e-mail it to you.

Here's a blurb for Fluff The Master:

Sam Hightower and Grant Newsome, the bisexual werewolves from Feral Heat, are back in a new, rousing adventure. This time, it's Sam's birthday and they are hard at work in a Maryland theater putting up lights when an earthquake strikes! When they run outside, they meet a young man named Trent. Sam doesn't know Grant had already tasted what Trent had to offer. After the quake, they retreat to the safety of the stage and enjoy a little erotic show of their own! Trent surprises and shocks Sam with a special request. Will Sam be able to meet it? Read this FREE STORY and find out!

If you'd like to read Feral Heat before reading this story (I highly recommend it), feel free to buy the book per the links on my Feral Heat web site page link located at the top of this page. Here are buy links for convenience:

Here's the blurb for Feral Heat:

Grant and Sam were more than lovers; they shared a special secret. They also shared Grant’s roommate, Amelia, who was beginning to get suspicious about the two hunky males who disappeared every month. The sexy trio was not without their crises: Grant and Sam had a curse that continued to dog them, and Amelia’s soon-to-be ex had a bite that was as bad as his bark. It’s a howlin’ sexy time when author Elizabeth Black turns up the – Feral Heat.

And finally, my series continues with the novella Filthy Leuker, which will be released in December, 2011. Here are an advanced description, blurb and excerpt for your reading pleasure:

Description:

Filthy Leuker continues the story of Sam Hightower and Grant Newsome, my bisexual werewolves from my novella Feral Heat. You may also find Sam and Grant in the free read Fluff The Master, published by Romance Divine in its Explicit Encounters anthology.

This story includes Lina and Charlotte, my two lesbians from my story Neighbors, published by Torquere Press in its Vamps anthology in 2009.

Blurb:

Sam Hightower and Grant Newsome are lovers and co-workers. They work as lighting technicians for a Seattle theatre. Their lives change when Sam literally stumbles over Lueker Pearce, the lead dancer in a visiting dance troupe. Not only is Luke a talented dancer, he is the spitting image of Grant - so much so that Sam can't stop fantasizing about him. Plus Luke is so sweet and shy Sam fears it'll be easy to fall for him. Will Sam and Grant invite Luke into their fold, and if they do, will they tell him their big secret - namely, that they are werewolves?

Excerpt:

Sam Hightower's pulse raced at the sight of ripped abs and muscular thighs. The man who flowed across the stage with such little effort looked so much like his lover, Grant Newsome, that Sam blinked his eyes a few times to make sure his vision wasn't playing tricks on him. Who's the god with the rapt attention of every man and woman in this room?

The two men could have been brothers. Grant's twin wore his hair at shoulder length, thick and full, with tendrils falling in his shining green eyes. Those eyes are emerald green, so green they glow like an aurora in winter. His face bore the same smoldering look of extreme concentration. This man would snap at Sam, turning on him in an instant if he interrupted his train of thought, much the same way Grant grumbled if he did the same thing. Each twist of his hip and roll of his shoulder enhanced the earthy lust his meager leotard couldn't contain. The dancer strutted amid his shorter and less stellar-looking partners bringing a flush to Sam's cheeks. He moved with a grace Grant lacked, but animal magnetism oozed from every pore. Tall and majestic, he glided across the stage is if his feet didn't touch the ground, his elegant form so beautiful he took Sam's breath away.

"I'd love to pierce him."

She and her lover Lina settled in Portland after years traveling on the road. Amazed at how much the two looked alike, he admired their sleek arms and hands, strong from years of painting sets. They could be twins – or doppelgangers. Harbingers of doom. And now his lover's twin writhed before him, making love to the stage as he twirled and leaped. Imagine the fivesome we could have. It would be like something out of a Penthouse letter!

"He swings both ways," Charlotte said. "I can see a hot little threesome there; you, Luke, and Luke's evil twin. You need to be adventurous. You now how much I love adventure."

Should he mention his fantasy fivesome? No, not just yet… "So you noticed the resemblance, too?" Lust tingled the hairs on the back of Sam's neck. That beautiful creature moved like a majestic elk in the Alaskan high country. "What kind of name is Leuker?"

"It's Dutch. He goes by Luke. It's also his middle name. Says his first name is horrible."

"And 'Leuker' isn't?"

Her deep, throaty laugh reverberated amongst the flats. "He told me it's his mother's maiden name. Says it means good-looking."

Sam gawked at the tight ass and strong legs that sashayed across the stage. "Can't deny that."

My New Series Based On "Feral Heat"

2011-11-14T00:25:00.000-05:00

Have you read my novella Feral Heat, which is about the lives and antics of Sam Hightower and Grant Newsome, two bisexual werewolves? Those two work as lighting technicians for stage plays. That book has always been my best seller. Since many people have written to me telling me how much they like Sam and Grant I've decided to write more stories that include those two characters. The first story appears in the bookExplicit Encounters published by Romance Divine. It's called Fluff The Master, and it's a FREE READ! Yes, you read that right. FREE! So pick up your copy today. You may find it at AllRomanceeBooks. You may also e-mail me at trishcwilson AT comcast DOT net and I will give you a PDF copy of the book.

AllRomanceeBooks – Explicit Encounters – Contains Fluff The Master.

Here's my Feral Heat page on my web site. It has everything you need: buy links, excerpt, blurb, reviews, and cover.

In Fluff The Master, it's Sam's birthday and he and Grant take on a new lover. The problem Sam has is that he shifts into werewolf form when he becomes aroused. Not only is that embarrassing, it's dangerous.

Here are two excerpts from Fluff The Master for your reading pleasure. This short story is a FREE READ with other short stories by Romance Divine authors in the book Explicit Encounters. So pick up your copy today.

EXCERPT ONE

Grant laughed. "That's the whole idea."

"What idea?" Sam asked.

"This one." He grabbed Sam by the collar of his t-shirt and pulled him close. His kiss tasted of beer and the chocolate chip cookies he snacked on in place of a healthy lunch.I have to remind him to cut down on the junk food. Sam wrapped one arm around Grant's back and squeezed him tightly in an amorous embrace. Tongues meeting and mingling, he lost himself in a heady and exciting kiss. Arousal tingled at his mouth and traveled down his chest to slam into his groin. In seconds he was hard. He shifted in the seat to make room for his growing erection.

EXCERPT TWO

"Oh, my God, that feels good! It's so cold!"

"It's the lube. We store it in the cooler in the summer. Makes anal much more fun. It's like getting impaled with an icicle."

Sam grasped Trent by his hips and thrust his cock in and out, in a steady beat of movement, neither too fast nor too slow. As his arousal overcame him, he felt his skin once again thicken and pulsate. Muscles in his legs grew, hair lengthened and coarsened. He felt his beating heart enlarge in his chest as his torso expanded. Be careful… Don't let it go too far or you won't be able to control it. And then Trent's life will be in danger.

His jaws popped. Vision brightened as his eyes adjusted to the darkened theater, changing into their feral night vision. He glanced at the box seat and saw the shadow move closer to the edge of the balcony. A handsome face with vintage features stared at the triad that moved in and out of each other's bodies with such passion and grace. Sam smiled and shook his head. Not tonight, Hugh. Four's a crowd. The stage and house brightened in his gaze, not unlike seeing the darkened theater through infrared lenses. Sam scratched Trent's back with his lengthening claws, wanting to caress like a breeze but also wanting to rend flesh to get to the bloody meat beneath. I need to come fast or I'll hurt him.

Winner Of The Halloween Blog Hop

2011-11-02T09:01:00.000-04:00

I shall now announce my winner of one of my paranormal books for the Halloween Blog Hop. The winner is... Jennifer Smith! Congratulations and thanks to all who entered. Keep an eye on my blog for the Christmas Blog Hop. I'll give away another book in December.

For those interested in reading the books I offered as prizes during this contest, both are paranormal erotic romances. You may find information about "An Unexpected Guest" and "The Haunting Of The Sandpiper Inn" at links at the top of this page.

Six Sentence Sunday #17 - Purr (A Puss In Boots Twisted Fairy Tale)

2011-10-31T16:53:00.000-04:00

This is my seventeenth Six Sentence Sunday. The six sentences are from Purr, my erotic version of Puss In Boots. This is a short story. I'm working on a novella-sized erotic version of Puss In Boots called Trouble In Thigh High Boots. I expect to finish that story by December.

"What on earth are they doing?"

"They are harvesting tea leaves for a special crop Derp the ogre wants to deliver to neighboring villages. He specially chose the women himself. They must be virgins with breasts at least the size of a C-cup. Derp insists the women have shapely curves to appease the gods. Their hands must never touch the leaves, only their lips."

Name: Elizabeth Black

Title: Purr (Based on "Puss In Boots")

Publisher: New Dawning Bookfair

Genre: Twisted Fairy Tale

Size: Short Story

ASIN: B005407APY

Cost: $2.99

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Blurb:

The alluring puss in boots Muca aspired for her master to become the richest and most respected man in the land, but her job was cut out for her. Could she convince the local farmers to trust in her against the vicious ogre who ruled the region?

Happy Halloween! Trick Or Treat Blog Hop

2011-10-28T01:02:00.003-04:00

Welcome to my blog! This is my Trick Or Treat Blog Hop post. Comment and get a chance to win your choice of either An Unexpected Guest or The Haunting Of The Sandpiper Inn, two of my spooky novels for Halloween. For more information on these two books, check my links at the top of this page.

It's almost Halloween so that means it's time for scary stuff! I'm a sucker for a good ghost story. Of all the paranormal creatures, ghosts are my favorite. One of my favorite books of ghost legends is "The Screaming Skulls And Other Ghosts" by Elliott O'Donnell. I also like all the ghost legend books written by Hans Holzer. If you've never read any books by these two gentlemen, I highly recommend them.

My two novels The Haunting Of The Sandpiper Inn and An Unexpected Guest are ghost stories. I based both books on a haunted bed and breakfast on Maryland's Eastern Shore. This B&B dates back to the Revolutionary War, and it sits on a river. I had heard about it several years earlier, and after much planning finally stayed there when I was in town for a theater stage crew convention. The story behind the haunting is as follows: British soldiers came up the river and proceeded to set the small town on fire, destroying most of it. Soldiers threw torches on the porch of this B&B, which was originally a brothel. The proprietress swept the torches off the porch with her broom. She made a deal with the soldiers. She would house them, feed them, and allow them to use her services as long as they didn't burn the place down. They agreed, and this B&B was allowed to stand whilst homes around it burned to the ground. The haunting involves the ghost of the proprietress wandering the halls in the dead of night, checking on her clientele and the women to make sure everyone was comfortable. There have been other sightings as well. The B&B itself is absolutely beautiful, decorated in Victorian splendor. It includes a lovely bar and discounted dinners every Friday night. The rooms are beautiful, spacious, and very homey in that Victorian style I liked very much.

The first time I stayed it was off-season in mid-winter. I was in a room overlooking the river. What a view! I enjoyed a delicious meal and the company of a man I met in the bar. He came to the B&B several times per month to enjoy dinner when in town on business. No, I did not take him to bed, although he was very handsome. We ate dinner together. That night I slept well until about 3 am when I heard a party going on in the room next to me. There was a lot of noise. I managed to go back to sleep. At about 4:30 am I heard heavy footsteps walking up and down the hallway. I immediately thought of the ghost of the proprietress stalking the halls checking on everyone and went back to sleep. I wondered whys she wore combat boots, since her footsteps were very loud and heavy. I felt very safe, secure, and comfortable. Not the least bit scared.

The next day, when I went down for breakfast, I told the clerk about the party and the footsteps. She told me I couldn't have heard anything because I had been alone in the building all night. Yeeeahhh!!!!! The party! The footsteps! None of it could have happened!!!

Of course, I had to return. J

The second time I stayed I was with my husband. While we slept, someone turned on the overhead light in the middle of the night. I was a very light sleeper and I snapped awake the moment the light turned on. He snored away next to me. I was far too tired to get up and turn off the light, so I went back to sleep. When I woke up shortly before dawn, the light was out. I asked my husband later about the light and he said he had turned it off before going to bed. He didn't get up during the night at all.

So who turned on the light? And who later turned it off?

I heard those footsteps in the hallway again, and felt as safe as I did the first time. No party this time, though. At least this time there were other guests in the place. I wasn't alone in the building again.

So there you have it. I had my own ghostly experiences. Granted, I think there were perfectly natural explanations for what I heard. The kitchen was downstairs right off my room and noise from clean-up could have carried up the stairs. I could have mistaken those noises for a party. It's also likely my husband simply forgot he didn't turn off the overhead light. But I like to think I had ghostly experiences both times I stayed.

Happy Halloween, everyone! Don't forget to comment. You have a chance to win a paranormal erotic romance novel. And visit Drea Becraft's site to learn what other authors are participating in the Trick Or Treat Blog Hop. Increase your chances to win a prize!

Six Sentence Sunday #16 - Don't Call Me Baby

2011-10-11T11:04:00.000-04:00

This is my sixteenth Six Sentence Sunday. It's from my new release Don't Call Me Baby. This novel is about a young woman's coming of age and discovering her sexuality in the wild and crazy 1980s in the U. S. Enjoy my six.

A group of people sat on big pillows on the floor in front of a stained glass window. A woman lay on her back while an older man dribbled massage oil on her feet. He rubbed her feet and legs with the oil while another man brushed her long dark hair. The woman lay limp and relaxed in their embrace. As Catherine watched, the older man reached up the woman's miniskirt and obviously found the spot he was looking for because she spread her legs farther apart and arched her back with pleasure. Catherine felt warm and flushed from watching the sexy scene.

Don't Call Me Baby is on sale now for $7.99 until the end of October! Go to my Don't Call Me Baby page here on my web site (top of page) and my Facebook page for updates. This book is one hell of a sexy ride!

Don't Call Me Baby
By Elizabeth Black
Published by Naughty Nights Press
Contemporary erotic romance
ISBN # 9780987689450
156,698 word novel
Release date September 30, 2011
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Sunlounger and Zara - Lost

2011-10-11T09:19:00.001-04:00

Here's another song I heard on Internet radio. Sunlounger and Zara doing "Lost". Also from DJ Nume's "Perception".

Morgan Page - The Longest Road

2011-10-11T09:16:00.001-04:00

I heard this on internet radio today and I'm hooked. It's from DJ Nume's "Perception". This is Morgan Page (featuring Lissie) doing "The Longest Road". Sadly, I can't find "Perception" anywhere otherwise I'd buy it.

Special Sale! DON'T CALL ME BABY for $7.99!

2011-10-08T10:40:00.001-04:00

Naughty Nights Press is presenting a very special FALL SALE on Don’t Call Me Baby by Elizabeth Black for a limited time only.

Between Wednesday 12th October and Wednesday 26th October 2012, you can purchase the Mega Novel, Don’t Call Me Baby by Elizabeth Black for the amazing price of $7.99!

The Mega Novel Don’t Call Me Baby is the like having five Novella’s in one book and that alone is a Mega saving. Over 300 pages of naughty, kinky reading all in one HUGE book!

Do yourself a favor and don’t miss out on this special offer. Tell your friends, tell your family, tell your work mates because after Wednesday 26th October, it will back to the normal price of $9.99, which again is still a terrific price for this 300+ page mega novel!

To get your own copy of Don’t Call Me Baby, go to Smashwords.com and when you reach the check out, just pop in the code NB44Q to pay only $7.99! Don’t wait, this special fall sale offer ends soon!
Click here to go there now!

Don’t Call Me Baby is a fast-paced, quick-witted, sexy, Mega Novel about a young woman exploring her sexuality and the cultural morés she collides with on a daily basis.

It's 1983 in Maryland and Catherine Stone is sex on wheels. She plays the field the way men have done for aeons. Not content to strive for her MRS degree like so many young women her age, she seduces men of all stripes – married college professors, theatre students, virgins, complete strangers who intrigue her. She has already cost one man his job.

She asks herself lots of questions on her search to enjoy her sexuality. Why don't other women enjoy their sex as much as she does? Why do so many women and men look down on sexually free women, calling them sluts while sexually free men are called studs and Lotharios? She bucks at the double standards! Catherine has made no commitment to any man. She's free to explore and she gladly does so. No man can tie her down and no woman's judgment will stop her from playing the field to her heart's content.

Does she meet her match in a new man who introduces her to sexual bliss she had never before experienced? When she tries multiple partners and bondage for the first time as a submissive, she believes she's found the sexual bliss she is looking for – and with a man who not only introduces her to the finer things in life but also cares about her like no man ever has before.

Little did she know that several men, including a father and son, would please her over the upcoming summer weeks, including one man who was her match.

Now for a sneak preview of "Don’t Call Me Baby" by Elizabeth Black

Catherine Stone looked around the amusement park and rides but saw nothing unusual. It was the end of another hot and humid day in Maryland during the summer of 1983. The sun had set behind the trees, casting shadows across the park hiding the car she sat in to some extent. Catherine wished it were a bit darker outside, because she was in constant fear of getting caught, but it was a hot June evening, so that was too much to ask for. Besides, the possibility of getting caught thrilled her, made the encounter all the more exciting for her. Every horn blowing and car pulling in made her hair stand on end. Will this be the cop who pulls us over? Can we get away with me sucking him off here yet again?

She unzipped Brian's trousers, and slipped her hand inside. Reaching into his briefs, her fingers wrapped around his growing cock and it jumped at her touch. Brian is so predictable. All he ever wants is for me to suck his cock. Good thing I demand a good, expensive meal after these trysts, or I'd get nothing out of them. She pulled his cock out of his trousers, feeling the organ spread out in her palm.

“Oh, that feels good. I love it when you stroke me off.”

She stroked his shaft, gripping him harder as her hand reached the base. Every time she squeezed, his cock jumped in her hand. She liked the way it looked and felt in her hand. Purple with arousal and thick with veins, the well-formed head glistened with pre-cum. In her years since starting college she had enjoyed many different types of cocks and Brian's was especially hot because it was so big and he was uncircumcised. She liked the look of hard cocks. When they were hard they were so sensitive. A twist a little too far this way or that way could hurt, yet she knew from what past lovers had told her, the pain felt so good. She liked pulling Brian's cock too far; just to get a painful, yet aroused reaction out of him. Although she felt impatient, she relished the fact that she was a good lay. Her blowjob skills had improved greatly over the months, and she could also make Brian come very quickly with her hand jobs.

As she gently rolled back his foreskin and stroked his growing shaft, she cradled his balls in her other hand. She liked the way his cock grew to nearly twice its size, when all she did was brush her fingers against it. It felt hard yet sinewy, like a garden hose full of water. She enjoyed the effect she had on him, and she relished her power. Sex was a heady power surge, and Catherine could not get enough of it.
Brian's cock was big; longer and thicker than other cocks she had the pleasure of sucking and fucking. Plus, at his age of fifty-eight, he stayed harder for a longer time, and it took him much longer to come than men her own age of twenty-two. Catherine never faked orgasms. She liked sex so much that she had no trouble coming every time she fucked. When she didn't feel like coming, she simply said so. Faking an orgasm was something she never even considered doing.

Tonight was one night, however, that she wished Brian would hurry up, come, and get it over with. She hated their trysts at the park because she got little if anything out of them. She would much rather stay in a nice hotel and spend the evening fucking without feeling any pressure, but that was not to be this evening. She needed to be at Silver Spring College in the morning for her new summer job. So here she sat, sexually unsatisfied and feeling a bit used wondering when she was going to meet a man who could satisfy her insatiable sexual needs.

“Yes, stroke it, Baby. Go slowly.”

“Don't call me 'Baby'.” She hated it when he called her 'baby'. It made her feel like she was his property. “Baby” was also what her father called her mother when he was trying to excuse his extramarital affairs. He'd say, “I'm sorry, Baby,” when all he was sorry for was getting caught, not the actual affairs themselves. Catherine wondered if she saw married men because of the way her father treated her mother. At least with a married man, he couldn't force her to be exclusive. She didn't have to make a commitment to a married man or get too emotionally invested. She was interested in the sex more than the relationship. Whenever Brian called her “Baby”, he reminded her of why she saw married men and that made her feel uncomfortable. She preferred to be called “Honey” which sounded more affectionate. She'd even accept “Hon”, which was a popular term of endearment in her native Baltimore but Brian was from New York. She hated “Baby” because it sounded so crude to her. Her roommate's obnoxious boyfriend called her “Baby” when he was lying to her, so the word left a bad taste in Catherine's mouth.

“Slow down. Don't pump at it like that.”

I'll pump it any way I want. What if a cop drives up? We certainly can't explain ourselves to a Man in Blue. She stroked his cock gently, moving her palm up and down his shaft. His cock jumped in her hand. Rubbing her thumb across his head and then giving him a gentle squeeze, she heard him moan. Jizz leaked out and dribbled on the head, and she spread it with her fingers as if it were lubricant for her moist and hot hand. She curled against his chest, and pressed her ear against his rib cage. His heart thundered in his chest, as it always did when she beat him off. He loved a good hand job, and she really didn't mind turning him on so much, because turning him on made her feel sexy. No other woman turned him on the way she did. Not even his wife. But impatience overtook her mood this evening, and she wanted to do other things, like eat. Her stomach growled. She was famished, and all she could think about was a good steak dinner at their favorite restaurant. After he comes, we'll go out for something to eat. And he's going to come soon; by the way his cock feels right now.

“Suck on it. I love it when you suck on it.”

Of course he loved it. She honed her technique on him, and being that she was alone with him in his Mercedes, she decided to pass the time by practicing a bit more. His wife wouldn't go down on him, so she made sure she was the best suck he ever had. And she was.

Man Candy Tuesday #15

2011-09-27T09:00:00.003-04:00

My new book Don't Call Me Baby is available now for purchase. Please visit my Don't Call Me Baby page, which is linked at the top of this web site. You'll find a blurb, my book cover, buy links, and excerpts in addition to what's below. Below the man candy is information about the book, including buy links and the blurb.

Don't Call Me Baby

By Elizabeth Black

Published By: Naughty Nights Press (NNP)

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Published: Sep. 30, 2011

ISBN # 9780987689450

Word Count: 156,698

Heat Index * * * * *

DON'T CALL ME BABY WEB SITE

http://elizabethablack.blogspot.com/p/dont-call-me-baby.html?zx=c3b42b5a0f9ee11e

INTERVIEWS

Night Owl Reviews

http://www.nightowlerotica.com/nor/Interviews/Tamazon-interviews-Elizabeth-Black-on-Sep-24-2011.aspx

Authors By Authors

http://authorsbyauthors.blogspot.com/2011/09/aba-author-interview-with-elizabeth.html

BUY LINKS

Amazon Kindle

http://tinyurl.com/dont-call-me-baby-kindle

AllRomanceeBooks

http://tinyurl.com/dont-call-me-baby-are

Smashwords

http://tinyurl.com/dont-call-me-baby-smashwords

BLURB

Don't Call Me Baby is a fast-paced, quick-witted, sexy, novel about a young woman exploring her sexuality and the cultural morés she collides with on a daily basis.

It's 1983 in Maryland and Catherine Stone is sex on wheels. She plays the field the way men have done for aeons. Not content to strive for her MRS degree like so many young women her age, she seduces men of all stripes – married college professors, theatre students, virgins, complete strangers who intrigue her. She has already cost one man his job.

She asks herself lots of questions on her search to enjoy her sexuality. Why don't other women enjoy their sex as much as she does? Why do so many women and men look down on sexually free women, calling them sluts while sexually free men are called studs and Lotharios? She bucks at the double standards! Catherine has made no commitment to any man. She's free to explore and she gladly does so. No man can tie her down and no woman's judgment will stop her from playing the field to her heart's content.

Does she meet her match in a new man who introduces her to sexual bliss she had never before experienced? When she tries multiple partners and bondage for the first time as a submissive, she believes she's found the sexual bliss she is looking for – and with a man who not only introduces her to the fineries in life but also cares about her like no man ever has before.

For hot and sexy excerpts, go to my main Don't Call Me Baby page linked at the top of this web site.

Guest Blogger - Karenna Colcroft

2011-09-27T08:00:00.000-04:00

Moving On—With Kids

One thing readers don’t always see in romances, especially erotic romance, is the single parent who is moving on after a divorce or losing their partner. In part, that’s probably because a romance is supposed to be about a couple meeting and forming a life together, and some readers—and publishers—don’t want to read about the kids. In one of my earlier novellas, Beginner’s Luck (Pink Petal Books 2009), the heroine is divorced and has two children from her first marriage. More than one reviewer commented that since the book was billed as an erotic romance, the fact that the heroine had kids, even though the kids had nothing to do with any of the erotic scenes and didn’t even appear in the majority of the book, squicked them.

Beginner’s Luck was partly based on my then-boyfriend (now husband) and me, and the fact was that I had two kids from my first marriage. I couldn’t write the story without including the heroine’s kids. Believe me, I tried.

While I do understand the logic in not having kids be part of a romance story, I don’t necessarily agree with it. I’m far from the only woman who’s left a bad marriage and has spent time looking for and finally finding her soul mate. It’s nice to read about characters who don’t have any obligations or baggage, but sometimes I’d like to read about someone like me.

My newest release from Pink Petal Books, Help Around the House, is also about a single mother who finds new love. Jodie’s husband passed away two years ago, and since then she has come to depend on her next-door neighbor Todd. Jodie has two young children, and as she and Todd form a relationship she has to weigh what they want with what her children need. While the children don’t appear in a large portion of the story, they are an integral part of it.

I think there is a place in romance for single mothers and fathers to be heroines and heroes, and in those stories, their children would play at least a tiny role. Personally, I don’t see that as a problem. It happens in real life; why not in fiction?

I’m interested in your opinions, readers. Would you read a romance story where kids appear as minor characters (no pun intended)? Or do you think romances shouldn’t include single parents, or at least shouldn’t include those parents’ kids? One commenter will be drawn for a PDF copy of their choice of Beginner’s Luck or Help Around the House.

Beginner’s Luck and Help Around the House are both available from Pink Petal Books http://pinkpetalbooks.com. Find out more about Karenna and her books on her website, http://www.karennacolcroft.com.

Slut! Double Standards In Sex and Updates About Don't Call Me Baby

2011-09-22T08:00:00.002-04:00

Think about these two scenarios.

Victoria is in her early thirties and has bedded ten men.

Jake is in his early thirties and has had bedded ten women.

Why would many people consider Victoria a slut yet consider Jake a stud? There has long been a double standard regarding men vs. women and their number of sexual partners. Even if a woman is either a virgin or has never had many lovers, if she looks a certain way – as in wearing sexy clothes or wearing too much makeup – or if she flirts too much, people assume she's easy pickings. If a woman is blunt and free about her sexuality, too many men also assume she'll sleep with them. Just because a woman likes sex and openly talks about it or flaunts her looks doesn't mean she puts out to any guy who expects it.

When I was in college I ran into this double standard quite often. I was not promiscuous but I dressed in a sexy manner, flirted, and wore stage makeup every day. It was the only way I knew how to put it on because the first makeup I ever wore was stage makeup. So plenty of guys – and women – thought I'd put out. I didn't. In fact, I was looking for a steady boyfriend but I couldn't find one who didn't want to get in my pants on the first or second date. I was for the most part unattached so I was seen as a threat to my female friends, although I had no intention of stealing their boyfriends. Those guys didn't interest me and I wouldn't do that to my girlfriends. Still, because of the way I looked and how friendly I was, I was seen as a slut. One guy of my acquaintance had lots of female sex partners and he never ran into that kind of judgmental attitude.

Catherine Stone, the protagonist of my novel Don't Call Me Baby, runs into this attitude on a daily basis. Some women feel threatened by her. Some men take her for granted or assume she'll have sex with them because she's so open and honest about her interest in sex and interpersonal relationships. She's searching for love just like anyone else would. Judging her – and any woman – by the number of sex partners she's had is unfair and a double standard since if she were male she'd likely not be judged in such a manner.

Don't Call Me Baby is for sale at online bookstores now! Pick up your copy today. More details below.

Don't Call Me Baby

By: Elizabeth Black

Published By: Naughty Nights Press (NNP)

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Published: Sep 30, 2011

ISBN # 9780987689450

Word Count: 156,698

Heat Index * * * * *

DON'T CALL ME BABY WEB PAGE
At the top of this site in the horizontal sidebar

(Go there for updates, including excerpts)

INTERVIEWS

Authors By Authors

http://authorsbyauthors.blogspot.com/2011/09/aba-author-interview-with-elizabeth.html

BUY LINKS

Amazon Kindle

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BLURB

DON'T CALL ME BABY is a fast-paced, quick-witted, sexy, novel about a young woman exploring her sexuality and the cultural morés she collides with on a daily basis.

It's 1983 in Maryland and Catherine Stone is sex on wheels. She plays the field the way men have done for aeons. Not content to strive for her MRS degree like so many young women her age, she seduces men of all stripes – married college professors, theatre students, virgins, complete strangers who intrigue her. She has already cost one man his job.

She asks herself lots of questions on her search to enjoy her sexuality. Why don't other women enjoy their sex as much as she does? Why do so many women and men look down on sexually free women, calling them sluts while sexually free men are called studs and Lotharios? She bucks at the double standards! Catherine has made no commitment to any man. She's free to explore and she gladly does so. No man can tie her down and no woman's judgment will stop her from playing the field to her heart's content.

Does she meet her match in a new man who introduces her to sexual bliss she had never before experienced? When she tries multiple partners and bondage for the first time as a submissive, she believes she's found the sexual bliss she is looking for – and with a man who not only introduces her to the fineries in life but also cares about her like no man ever has before.

Six Sentence Sunday #15 - Don't Call Me Baby

2011-09-20T20:53:00.000-04:00

This is my fifteenth Six Sentence Sunday. It's from my new release Don't Call Me "Baby". This novel is about a young woman's coming of age and discovering her sexuality in the wild and crazy 1980s in the U. S. Enjoy my six.

Catherine Stone looked around the amusement park and rides but saw nothing unusual. It was the end of another hot and humid day in Maryland during the summer of 1983. The sun had set behind the trees, casting shadows across the park hiding the car she sat in to some extent. Catherine wished it were a bit darker outside, because she was in constant fear of getting caught, but it was a hot June evening, so that was too much to ask for. Besides, the possibility of getting caught thrilled her, made the encounter all the more exciting for her. Every horn blowing and car pulling in made her hair stand on end.

Man Candy Tuesday #14

2011-09-20T09:55:00.001-04:00

Now that Hawaii Five-0 is back on, it's time for Man Candy Tuesday again! In honor of the hot men who appear every Monday on Hawaii Five-0, I've dedicated Tuesdays to the most mouth-watering man candy out there!

My new book Don't Call Me Baby is available now for purchase. Please visit my Don't Call Me Baby page, which is linked at the top of this web site. You'll find a blurb, my book cover, buy links, and excerpts in addition to what's below. Below the man candy is information about the book, including buy links and the blurb. Today's Man Candy Tuesday is dedicated to sexy older men, the type of men who are featured in my book.

I'm not normally into blondes but this one is hot! I love his eyes. Very deep and intense.

There's nothing like a sexy older man in a suit. This is actor David Strathairn.

This is Ephram Zimbalist, Jr., who is the physical influence for my alpha male character Duncan Blake. In Duncan, my protagonist Catherine Stone has met her match.

Just look at that intense expression! Remember Goren Visnjic from E. R.? I like them dark and intense. This guy is the influence for Casey, who becomes Catherine's closest friend.

I'll post more man candy every Tuesday now that Hawaii Five-0 is back on. I can't end this post without a picture of Alex O'Loughlin. Enjoy!

Don't Call Me Baby is now available at e-book retailers. Here's information for you:

Don't Call Me Baby

By Elizabeth Black

Published By: Naughty Nights Press (NNP)

Genre: Contemporary Erotic Romance

Published: Sep. 30, 2011

ISBN # 9780987689450

Word Count: 156,698

Heat Index * * * * *

DON'T CALL ME BABY WEB SITE

http://elizabethablack.blogspot.com/p/dont-call-me-baby.html?zx=c3b42b5a0f9ee11e

BUY LINKS

Amazon Kindle

http://tinyurl.com/dont-call-me-baby-kindle

AllRomanceeBooks

http://tinyurl.com/dont-call-me-baby-are

Smashwords

http://tinyurl.com/dont-call-me-baby-smashwords

BLURB

Don't Call Me Baby is a fast-paced, quick-witted, sexy, novel about a young woman exploring her sexuality and the cultural morés she collides with on a daily basis.

It's 1983 in Maryland and Catherine Stone is sex on wheels. She plays the field the way men have done for aeons. Not content to strive for her MRS degree like so many young women her age, she seduces men of all stripes – married college professors, theatre students, virgins, complete strangers who intrigue her. She has already cost one man his job.

She asks herself lots of questions on her search to enjoy her sexuality. Why don't other women enjoy their sex as much as she does? Why do so many women and men look down on sexually free women, calling them sluts while sexually free men are called studs and Lotharios? She bucks at the double standards! Catherine has made no commitment to any man. She's free to explore and she gladly does so. No man can tie her down and no woman's judgment will stop her from playing the field to her heart's content.

Does she meet her match in a new man who introduces her to sexual bliss she had never before experienced? When she tries multiple partners and bondage for the first time as a submissive, she believes she's found the sexual bliss she is looking for – and with a man who not only introduces her to the fineries in life but also cares about her like no man ever has before.

For hot and sexy excerpts, go to my main Don't Call Me Baby page linked at the top of this web site.

Six Sentence Sunday #14 - Don't Call Me Baby

2011-09-16T14:38:00.002-04:00

This is my fourteenth Six Sentence Sunday. It's from my new release Don't Call Me "Baby". This novel is about a young woman's coming of age and discovering her sexuality in the wild and crazy 1980s in the U. S.

Catherine awakened to feel Duncan putting a blindfold over her face. Frightened, she jerked and raised her hands to her face to remove it.

“Calm down, gorgeous. It's only me. Let's play a game before we get up for the day.”

“What do you have in mind besides making me blind?”

This book is officially released on September 30, 2011 but you may buy it now. Go to my Don't Call Me Baby page here on my web site (top of page) and my Facebook page for updates. This book is one hell of a sexy ride!

Don't Call Me Baby
By Elizabeth Black
Published by Naughty Nights Press
Contemporary erotic romance
ISBN # 9780987689450
156,698 word novel
Release date September 30, 2011
Heat Index * * * * *

BUY LINKS

Amazon Kindle

Smashwords

AllRomanceeBooks

DON'T CALL ME BABY For Sale At Smashwords!

2011-09-16T12:16:00.000-04:00

You may now buy Don't Call Me Baby at Smashwords. Head over there now and pick up your copy. Here's the link:

Smashwords - Don't Call Me Baby

There is a page up for the book at AllRomanceeBooks but I won't put up the link on my blog until the buy links are up and running.

Please visit my Don't Call Me Baby page (linked at the top of this page) for two excerpts (one new), buy links, my blurb, and my cover.

Complete Doctor Who Theme For The 10th Doctor

2011-09-15T09:40:00.000-04:00

Gotta love David Tennant as The Doctor.

Tuesday Tales #6 - Secret

2011-09-12T17:36:00.000-04:00

This is my fifth Tuesday Tales, where writers are invited to create a story based on a prompt. This week's prompt was "boyfriend" but it has been changed to "lies". Both prompts work well for my story, and my are there plenty of lies in this week's chapter! My Tuesday Tales are part of a serial I've entitled "The Artifact". It's romantic adventure/suspense. Make sure to read all back issues before reading this one. Below is my list of previous Tuesday Tales. Enjoy!

Tuesday Tales #1 - Travel Agent

Tuesday Tales #2 - Museum

Tuesday Tales #3 - Kiss

Tuesday Tales #4 - Marching Band

Tuesday Tales #5 - Lies

The Artifact

By Elizabeth Black

Chapter Six - Secret

Why do I have to choose one man or the other? Why can't I have them both?

Don gripped her upper arm like a vice, simmering over Julian's presence. His closeness made her tremble, sensing how exciting it was to have two men sniffing at her and fighting over her like a couple of randy wolves.

"Vic, come here. I want to show you something." Julian grinned, dimples emerging in his cheeks. Victoria walked to the desk with Don following closely behind her. She stood a safe distance away from Julian while Don pressed his hand against her back, claiming her as his own. When she refused to step closer to him, he raised his eyebrows, amused at her fears.

He played with her.

"Look at the statue's hair." He closed the gap between them with two steps. The closer Julian came to Victoria the tighter Don's arm wrapped around her shoulder. Both men's faces were so close to hers they could engage in group kiss. Victoria smelled his spicy cologne beneath his sweat. It clashed with the fresh herbal scent Don wore. Her head spun amid the animal magnetism that pulled her from one man to the other. She stared at the statue but did not see it. All she saw was Julian's powerful jaw and Don's massive shoulders. Her heart raced, its thunder roaring in her ears, masking all other sounds. Could both men detect her secret desire? Her wish to take them both? Would they please her or fight over her? Her body screamed for them to tend to her needs. She had gone without love and physical affection for far too long.

"Uhh... what about the statue?" Don't sound so breathless! They'll wonder what's wrong. Nothing's wrong. Everything's wrong! I can't believe I'm sitting in my office with the three of us pretending to be interested in this damned statue. When she asked her next question, she wondered if she was talking about the statue or the potential menage erupting in her office. "What am I supposed to see that's right in front of me?"

He stared into her eyes and flashed a smile. Her heart melted into her shoes. "See the curls in her hair? Only these three. They're counter-clockwise. Look at this photo of the statue." He slid the photo over the desk and slid his other hand under the table to squeeze her knee. As he scooted closer to her Don kissed her neck.

"What was that about the hair again?" She gasped, not caring one whit about the statue. Amazing; the statue was a fake but its reputation for inspiring lust had not changed. Maybe the copies had their own power.

"Three curls, turning counter-clockwise. In this photo of the real statue, those curls turn clockwise. And her anklet has an extra strand - four instead of three." She barely heard him as Don nibbled on her neck, her pulse pounding against his lips. When she turned her head to face Julian, he lowered his to kiss her on the lips; a gentle brush, a promise of things to come. "It was common for Romans to make copies of their favorite Greek statues. It's actually an honor that a Roman sculptor made such a beautiful replica." Lips brushed her cheek. "The Romans appreciated beauty as much as the Greeks had." Don's fingers squeezed her breast. "Who knows how many copies were made? Could be dozens. Hundreds." Cool air blew on her chest and shoulders as Julian unbuttoned her blouse. Don slid the silken fabric down her arms until her bare skin glowed in the filtered sun.

"You should call the Greek consulate and complain." He licked beads of sweat that rolled past her collarbone to her breasts as Don pinched her nipples.

"To hell with the Greek consulate." Victoria wrapped her arm around Julian's shoulder as Don took one nipple into his mouth. "I can't stand it anymore. Both of you take me right here on my desk."

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For more stories from other authors, please visit the Tuesday Tales web site. Next week's prompt is "kiss". Look for "The Artifact" to continue in the next installment.

That First Kiss - Sheer Electricity!

2011-09-08T14:43:00.000-04:00

Want to read a steamy excerpt from my upcoming release Don't Call Me Baby? There are a lot of "firsts" in my protagonist Catherine Stone's life. One of them is this first kiss from one of her lovers. Do you remember your first kiss with present and past lovers? I'm sure you do!

EXCERPT:

Raindrops fell on Catherine's arms, and she knew it was time to depart. Ryan brushed his hand against his face as rain dripped on his brow. “We should get going before we get drenched.”

Catherine raced to his car with him following several yards behind. She leaned against the passenger door, turning her face up to catch the few scattered raindrops. Any second now and the sky would open with a deluge. Ryan stood a few feet away from her, giving her a quizzical look she couldn't quite read. Was he deciding what to do with her, since she was such a tempting tease who made it clear she wanted him? She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of the cool rain and the electric smell of a growing storm.

“I love the feel of rain on my face…” She did not get to finish her thought because Ryan took her up in his arms, kissing her so hard he bruised her lips. She felt a week's worth of pent-up passion in his embrace, and she wrapped her arms around his broad back, enjoying a kiss so intense it left her breathless. His tongue slid into her mouth, seeking every inch of her. She melted into his embrace, kissing him hungrily as she massaged the tense muscles in his shoulders. His erection poked at her leg as he pressed his groin into her. He wants me so much he can barely contain himself!

I remember the first kiss I gave my husband. We had been going to lunch for several weeks and one afternoon after he dropped me off at my car. I couldn't take it anymore. My window was rolled down and he stood next to the door, so I reached out, grabbed his tie, and pulled him down to me. It was a good thing I was sitting down because that kiss would have knocked me off my feet.

How about you? What were your first kisses like and did the sparks improve as your relationship blossomed?

Enjoy Don't Call Me Baby when it comes out September 30, 2011.

BLURB:

Six Sentence Sunday #13 - Don't Call Me Baby

2011-09-07T14:14:00.000-04:00

This is my thirteenth Six Sentence Sunday. It's from my upcoming release Don't Call Me "Baby". This novel is about a young woman's coming of age and discovering her sexuality in the wild and crazy 1980s in the U. S.

Ryan stood a few feet away from her, giving her a quizzical look she couldn't quite read. Was he deciding what to do with her, since she was such a tempting tease who made it clear she wanted him? She closed her eyes and enjoyed the feel of the cool rain and the electric smell of a growing storm.

“I love the feel of rain on my face…” She did not get to finish her thought because Ryan took her up in his arms, kissing her so hard he bruised her lips. She felt a week's worth of pent-up passion in his embrace, and she wrapped her arms around his broad back, enjoying a kiss so intense it left her breathless.

Look for this book to come out on September 30, 2011. Keep an eye on my website/blog and my Facebook page for updates. This book will be one hell of a sexy ride!

Tuesday Tales #5 - Lies

2011-09-05T13:17:00.000-04:00

Tuesday Tales #1 - Travel Agent

Tuesday Tales #2 - Museum

Tuesday Tales #3 - Kiss

Tuesday Tales #4 - Marching Band

The Artifact

By Elizabeth Black

Chapter Five - Lies

Victoria let out an exasperated sigh. "Don, this is Julian Archer, my ex-husband. Julian, this is Donovan Fleming, my boyfriend."

Julian gave Don the once-over and laughed. He was a master at pushing buttons, as Victoria knew well, and she knew to fear the worst once the man opened his big mouth. "You replaced me with a pencil-pusher?"

"My pencil pushing probably earns five times what your Indiana Jones act does." Don pushed his fists into his hips, taking on a swagger so ridiculous and unlike him Victoria lowered her face into her palm in embarrassment. What was her problem? Why did she pick the most infuriating men to fall in love with? She didn't know Don well enough to love him - a month's worth of dates didn't lead in that direction - but did she even want to? He treated her well but the spark just wasn't there. They didn't have sex very often, which surprised her. If Don's lusts didn't surface soon, she'd consider ending the relationship but she didn't want to be alone. Seeing him become so angry and possessive over her in light of Julian standing only a few feet in front of her was the most passionate she'd ever seen Don. Miffed that he felt more sparks over a threat to his precious territory than to her as a woman, she clenched her jaw with anger as she listened to him rant. "Vic, were you really married to this poseur? When was the last time he's had a shower and shave? You should hear how she talked about you. Not good, buddy."

"So you still talk about me, huh, Vic?" Julian moved a few steps closer to her and grinned. "I know I'm impossible to forget."

"Will you two stop it?" Victoria spoke low with a menacing warning but her two suitors refused to listen. Don's lack of passion was matched by Julian's overabundance of all manner of lusts; food, sex, adventure. His fever pitch exhausted Victoria, but when he left her and the fevered pitch of her life ended she crashed like a junkie coming off a bender. She needed her fix, but Julian hurt her to her core. He shredded her heart so badly she refused to date any man until she met Don - and she dated Don only because he was so ... bland.

"I can easily forget him but I doubt he'll let me go." Julian walked to Don close enough so that the two men could exchange blows, but Victoria new their display was nothing more than a territorial pissing match. Did they care at all about her or were they only interested besting each other? "I always come out on top. I bet he hasn't been on top in decades."

"That's it, asshole--" Don pulled one arm back and Victoria slapped him upside the head.

"I said stop it you two! I'm not some cow you can fight over until one of you wins. What do you think I am, a prize in a bet?"

"Why didn't you tell me your ex-husband was going to be here? What other lies have you told me?" Don stood in front of Julian, blocking the other man's access to her. "I came all the way down here because you keep telling me I don't take your work seriously, and when I show up I find you with another man!"

Victoria tossed her arms up in frustration. I hope these two don't plan on bickering like this all day. If they do, I'll go get some lunch and let them take it out on each other in the street. "Oh, for God's sake! I had no idea he was here, Don. If I'd have known I would have demanded he be removed from the project and sent back to whatever tropical hell hole he came from."

"It's true, Don." Julian said. "She wasn't entirely happy to see me although I think she's changed her mind." Victoria remembered their passionate kiss and blushed so hard she feared she'd start sweating.

"Can we stop fighting for now? I want to get the Aphrodite in her place of honor in the exhibit and then go out and get some lunch. Julian, you mentioned conch fritters, grouper, and fried plantains. That sounds delicious. Let's go to the Bahamian Kitchen after I get this statue in her proper place. All this excitement has given me one hell of an appetite."

"Sounds good to me, Vic." Julian winked at her and Victoria could feel the fumes spouting off Don's head. Great, more games. "How about you, Don? Truce until we get some food in our stomachs?"

"I'm game as long as Vicky gets what she wants." His growl sounded so low she felt it rather than heard it. "But I'm not through with you yet, Archer. Far from it."

"Okay, children, quit squabbling." Victoria picked up her phone and pressed a button. "Rod, I'm setting up the statue and then going out to lunch for a few hours. Please take all calls. I don't expect to be back for awhile, maybe not until tomorrow."

She grabbed a small wooden crate filled with packing material and a hand cart. Carrying the Aphrodite of Rhodes in her arms to her display case was far too risky a venture. Better to transport her according to the rules.

"So you didn't know he was going to be here?" She hated it when Don pouted.

"No. Like I said, if I'd have known he was going to be here I would have had him removed from the project."

"But he's still here. Why not remove him now?"

She couldn't believe what he said. It took a special kind if chutzpah to to tell her how to do her job. "Because if he wasn't here I never would have found the statue after she was stolen."

"You don't need him anymore. Make him go away."

"There's no reason to. I don't feel threatened by him. He could actually be of some use to me. So he stays on." Julian smiled and was about to speak when his cell phone rang. He gave Victoria that smirk from one side of his mouth smile and answered his phone.

"So you're not going to start seeing him?"

"Don, there's a reason there's an "ex" in "ex-husband". Will you stop being so possessive? You're being childish." Her voice rose, tinged with anger. Why was he being so difficult? And why didn't he ever show such emotion when there was no threat to his territory?

"I can't help it! I find you here with some man and you expect me to look the other way?"

"What?" Julian held one hand over his ear, drowning out the bickering between Victoria and Don. "Kwame, speak up. I can't hear you--" He shouted into the air. "--over all the noise in this room!"

Victoria watched as Julian's expression changed from annoyance to a furrowed brow of incredulity. Then he laughed, his voice rattling against the walls, bouncing and shouting in her ears, mocking her. "Are you serious? What's wrong with the statue?" Don barked at her and she slapped him on the arm to shut him up. Her attention riveted on Julian's phone call, she took a few steps closer to him. "How could you tell? I should have picked up on something like that."

"Julian--" She whispered but he waved a hand at her to quiet her.

"I'm as floored as you are. Why didn't you say anything when I came in the store?" The annoyed look returned. "Of course I was going to hurt you, you sniveling pig. You stole the Aphrodite of Rhodes, right out from under my nose!" His eyes widened and he laughed again with mirth Victoria didn't feel. "No, I'm not going to repay you for giving me this news. It's very bad news. Victoria is going to have to have a long talk with the Greek consulate for pulling a fast one on her. I have to go. We'll talk later."

"What were you talking about and why does it leave me feeling nauseous?" Victoria's stomach turned somersaults, fearing Julian's answer.

"I never expected this but I should have been on the lookout for it." Julian picked up the statue of Aphrodite, sat her with a thump on Victoria's desk, and patted her on head. "Your precious statue is a fake, my dear."

"What?" Victoria and Don cried in unison.

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For more stories from other authors, please visit the Tuesday Tales web site. Next week's prompt is "secret". Look for "The Artifact" to continue in the next installment.

Johnny Cash And Trent Reznor/NIN - Hurt

2011-09-05T12:04:00.000-04:00

Both versions are good so I placed both here. Yes, Trent Reznor wrote it but Johnny made it just as moving.

Deep Dish - Say Hello (Radio Edit)

2011-09-05T11:45:00.000-04:00

I heard this song on Internet radio this morning and I thought it was the perfect song to listen to while drinking my first cup of coffee. Enjoy Deep Dish - Say Hello (Radio Edit).

Six Sentence Sunday #12 - Don't Call Me Baby

2011-08-31T15:33:00.000-04:00

This is my twelth Six Sentence Sunday. It's from my upcoming release Don't Call Me "Baby". This novel is about a young woman's coming of age and discovering her sexuality in the wild and crazy 1980s in the U. S. This scene is the first moment Catherine Stone, my main characters, sets eyes on the man who will become her match.

She giggled a little too loudly and caught the attention of that very handsome middle-aged man at the adjacent table who licked his lips as he looked at her. She tossed her head, making her curls bounce as she gave him a sexy smile. He smiled in return and tipped his wine glass towards her. Leaning back in her chair, she eyed him up while she felt Brian's foot move farther up her leg until it rested at the top of her thigh. She spread her legs farther apart and guided his foot with her hand to her molten pussy.

"My God, you aren't wearing any underwear!"

Look for this book to come out in September, 2011. Keep an eye on my website/blog and my Facebook page for updates. This book will be one hell of a sexy ride!