Welcome Alannah Lynne!!
Congratulations on the release of "Unrestrained!" Personally, I'm a HUGE fan of your writing. "Natural Law" is one of my all-time favorite books! I never seem to be able to get enough of Mac. LOL Every time I get a new ereader, I download that book so I always have it handy. That series opened up a whole new world to me, and I'm forever grateful for that. I'm honored to be a part of this special day and to help you celebrate this new release!!
The world’s best-stocked toy drawer can only take a gal so far. Bored with her current assortment of vibrating, plastic pieces, building inspector Sam Wallace decides to add a new toy to her collection: Kevin Mazze. The sexy Italian is more than happy to help her live out her long-held sexual fantasies, and trusting him with her body is easy. Trusting him with her heart, however, is not… especially when he commits an unforgivable sin.
Myrtle Beach developer Kevin Mazze is one of the good guys. He’s spent his life always doing the right things and making those around him happy. When he meets the woman of his dreams, at the worst possible time, he finds himself making bad choices in the name of good and crossing lines he never thought he would… while praying she never finds out.
Between dinner and the ride home, Sam’s foot had been down for a while, so the swelling and throbbing had gotten worse.
Catching her wince as he set her on the couch, Kevin said, “You get settled here. I’ll get you an ice pack and pillow to prop up your leg. Where can I find one?”
She rested her head against the arm of the sofa and stretched out, hating herself for being a wimp. But the ibuprofen quit working hours ago and she really hurt. She smiled at the man hovering over her with concern marring his handsome face. She wasn’t accustomed to letting anyone take care of her, but she liked knowing someone cared.
“There’s a bag of frozen peas in the freezer that’ll work well. I keep spare pillows and blankets in the bottom drawer of my dresser. You can grab one of those.”
“I’m sure you’re not used to letting anyone take care of you. Thanks for allowing me to do this.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead and walked away.
She ran her fingers over her forehead like she could capture the kiss and hold it in place. His lips had been as soft as she suspected, and she couldn’t wait for a real kiss. Just as she’d imagined last night—
Fuck!
As his footsteps disappeared into her bedroom, panic seized her. She’d gotten a new dresser when she moved into this house and this one only had one bottom drawer. She also had a hall closet now, so she moved the blankets and pillows to the closet and used the bottom dresser drawer for her toys.
“Kevin,” she yelled, scrambling off the couch and landing on her ass with a thud. “Kevin, stop.” She used the coffee table to get to her foot and hopped around the end table. She grabbed the back of the rocking chair, which was not the least bit helpful, then bunny-hopped down the hallway. She wanted to yell again, but was afraid of waking Michy. However, if she didn’t yell, Kevin would—
She rounded the bedroom door as the bottom drawer slid open for the full reveal.
The rhetorical question she asked on the boardwalk had been answered. The day could get more embarrassing; her mortification was complete.
The wheels of time ground to a screeching halt… stood still for several heartbeats… then, one cog at a time, began to turn in slow motion. His eyes widened in surprise at not finding a pillow and blanket as expected, but a mass profusion of eroticism that would make a seasoned hooker blush. He blinked once, then twice as his nostrils flared and his chest rose and fell with sharp, heavy breaths. His head swiveled toward her, and he trained nearly black eyes on her face.
Her cheeks flamed, and she wanted to turn and flee from the room as fast as her hop-along gait would allow, but she was locked in place, held captive by his intense stare. Besides, even if she could escape, where would she go? Running back to the couch wouldn’t undo any of this or magically make him forget what he saw.
She shifted her weight, trying to ease the pressure on her heel, but he must’ve thought she was preparing to bolt because he said, “Don’t move.”
His command, delivered in a rough, raspy voice, made her good leg go weak, and she grabbed hold of the waist-high dresser for balance.
“These are things your friend sells?”
She swallowed again and went for a joke, hoping to ease a little of the tension. “I’m a quality control tester. If I give a good rating, she sells it. If not…” She shrugged and glanced at the leather slapper in his hand.
“Can I assume you only keep the good stuff, or…” He picked up the Long Dong and flipped his eyes to her. “Does the bad stuff settle to the bottom while your favorites stay on top?”
She flicked her attention to the paddle and chewed her bottom lip. “Something like that.”
He replaced the vibrator and traced a pattern in the wood-grain paddle, as she’d done the night before. She tried to settle her choppy breathing by drawing in deep, uneven breaths, but it was a losing battle.
“What’s your favorite?”
She glanced at the Double Dong and shook her head. Oh, hell no. It was bad enough he learned she had a whole drawer full of this stuff; no way would she share her deepest secrets. She didn’t need to vocalize anything, however. Her eyes had given her away.
He picked up the double dildo and his eyebrows arched dramatically. His throat pumped a few times before he cleared it and said, “Can you take this whole thing, sugar?”
She pressed her lips together and willed her body not to betray her further.
“I’m taking your silence as a yes. Interesting…”
She pressed her palms against the dresser, preparing to push into an upright position. In a quick, fluid motion, Kevin had the paddle in his hand, the bedroom door shut, and stood next to her, blocking her path.
“Your eyes went to this paddle a half dozen times.” He ran his hand along the smooth, beveled edge. “I don’t know anything about Cheri’s toys, but I do know wood. This nice, cherry paddle wasn’t mass-produced. Where’d you get it?”
“A show in Charlotte.”
His eyes narrowed and his mouth worked while he chewed the inside of his cheek. He stepped closer and pressed his body against her side. “You enjoy being spanked?”
She turned her head to hide her face and shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“Look at me.”
His voice was sharp and commanding, and he said nothing else while waiting for her to follow his directive. She looked back to him, but his dark eyes seemed to bore straight into her soul and she couldn’t maintain eye contact.
“What do you mean you don’t know?
Jesus, would the horror never end? He’d found her stash, identified her favorite toy, and figured out the paddle didn’t come from Cheri’s, which meant she’d gone out of her way to buy that specific implement—which would make him believe she enjoyed being spanked. But the truth was she didn’t know. She’d never been spanked by anyone but herself.
Could one get any more pathetic?
Refusing to bare her soul any further, she pushed off the dresser and away from him.
Before she could open the door, his arm shot out and wrapped around the front of her waist, locking her in place to prevent an escape while supporting her weight so she didn’t put pressure on her foot. “Did your husband use these toys on you?’
Her harsh laugh was answer enough.
He titled his head and studied her closely. “Has anyone ever spanked you?”
When she didn’t answer, he gave her a quick, sharp swat with the paddle. It didn’t hurt, but shocked her, making her gasp and glare simultaneously. His tone was low and authoritative, a different person than the easy-going, playful man she spent the afternoon with.
“Answer me or you’ll get another.”
Well now, wasn’t this an interesting conundrum? If she didn’t answer, he’d spank her, which was exactly what she wanted. A win-win-win.
The corner of his mouth notched up. “That’s what I thought.”
“Oh, you’re a mind reader now?” Reflexes and a sense of preservation had her fighting, even though she didn’t really want to go anywhere. Her muscles contracted as her internal struggle persisted.
His chin dipped and he looked through the fringe of his lashes with soft, understanding eyes. “I have a friend who owns a kink club. I did some work for him and spent a fair amount of time at the club with him and his wife.” He lifted a shoulder casually. “I’ve picked up a few things over the years.”
He maneuvered his body behind hers, pressed his hands to the sides of her hips, and positioned her at the end of the dresser. Leaning over her back, he whispered in her ear, “Palms on the dresser, ass up and out. Let’s find out how much you enjoy this.”
Catching her wince as he set her on the couch, Kevin said, “You get settled here. I’ll get you an ice pack and pillow to prop up your leg. Where can I find one?”
She rested her head against the arm of the sofa and stretched out, hating herself for being a wimp. But the ibuprofen quit working hours ago and she really hurt. She smiled at the man hovering over her with concern marring his handsome face. She wasn’t accustomed to letting anyone take care of her, but she liked knowing someone cared.
“There’s a bag of frozen peas in the freezer that’ll work well. I keep spare pillows and blankets in the bottom drawer of my dresser. You can grab one of those.”
“I’m sure you’re not used to letting anyone take care of you. Thanks for allowing me to do this.” He pressed a kiss to her forehead and walked away.
She ran her fingers over her forehead like she could capture the kiss and hold it in place. His lips had been as soft as she suspected, and she couldn’t wait for a real kiss. Just as she’d imagined last night—
Fuck!
As his footsteps disappeared into her bedroom, panic seized her. She’d gotten a new dresser when she moved into this house and this one only had one bottom drawer. She also had a hall closet now, so she moved the blankets and pillows to the closet and used the bottom dresser drawer for her toys.
“Kevin,” she yelled, scrambling off the couch and landing on her ass with a thud. “Kevin, stop.” She used the coffee table to get to her foot and hopped around the end table. She grabbed the back of the rocking chair, which was not the least bit helpful, then bunny-hopped down the hallway. She wanted to yell again, but was afraid of waking Michy. However, if she didn’t yell, Kevin would—
She rounded the bedroom door as the bottom drawer slid open for the full reveal.
The rhetorical question she asked on the boardwalk had been answered. The day could get more embarrassing; her mortification was complete.
The wheels of time ground to a screeching halt… stood still for several heartbeats… then, one cog at a time, began to turn in slow motion. His eyes widened in surprise at not finding a pillow and blanket as expected, but a mass profusion of eroticism that would make a seasoned hooker blush. He blinked once, then twice as his nostrils flared and his chest rose and fell with sharp, heavy breaths. His head swiveled toward her, and he trained nearly black eyes on her face.
Her cheeks flamed, and she wanted to turn and flee from the room as fast as her hop-along gait would allow, but she was locked in place, held captive by his intense stare. Besides, even if she could escape, where would she go? Running back to the couch wouldn’t undo any of this or magically make him forget what he saw.
She shifted her weight, trying to ease the pressure on her heel, but he must’ve thought she was preparing to bolt because he said, “Don’t move.”
His command, delivered in a rough, raspy voice, made her good leg go weak, and she grabbed hold of the waist-high dresser for balance.
“These are things your friend sells?”
She swallowed again and went for a joke, hoping to ease a little of the tension. “I’m a quality control tester. If I give a good rating, she sells it. If not…” She shrugged and glanced at the leather slapper in his hand.
“Can I assume you only keep the good stuff, or…” He picked up the Long Dong and flipped his eyes to her. “Does the bad stuff settle to the bottom while your favorites stay on top?”
She flicked her attention to the paddle and chewed her bottom lip. “Something like that.”
He replaced the vibrator and traced a pattern in the wood-grain paddle, as she’d done the night before. She tried to settle her choppy breathing by drawing in deep, uneven breaths, but it was a losing battle.
“What’s your favorite?”
She glanced at the Double Dong and shook her head. Oh, hell no. It was bad enough he learned she had a whole drawer full of this stuff; no way would she share her deepest secrets. She didn’t need to vocalize anything, however. Her eyes had given her away.
He picked up the double dildo and his eyebrows arched dramatically. His throat pumped a few times before he cleared it and said, “Can you take this whole thing, sugar?”
She pressed her lips together and willed her body not to betray her further.
“I’m taking your silence as a yes. Interesting…”
She pressed her palms against the dresser, preparing to push into an upright position. In a quick, fluid motion, Kevin had the paddle in his hand, the bedroom door shut, and stood next to her, blocking her path.
“Your eyes went to this paddle a half dozen times.” He ran his hand along the smooth, beveled edge. “I don’t know anything about Cheri’s toys, but I do know wood. This nice, cherry paddle wasn’t mass-produced. Where’d you get it?”
“A show in Charlotte.”
His eyes narrowed and his mouth worked while he chewed the inside of his cheek. He stepped closer and pressed his body against her side. “You enjoy being spanked?”
She turned her head to hide her face and shrugged. “I don’t know.”
“Look at me.”
His voice was sharp and commanding, and he said nothing else while waiting for her to follow his directive. She looked back to him, but his dark eyes seemed to bore straight into her soul and she couldn’t maintain eye contact.
“What do you mean you don’t know?
Jesus, would the horror never end? He’d found her stash, identified her favorite toy, and figured out the paddle didn’t come from Cheri’s, which meant she’d gone out of her way to buy that specific implement—which would make him believe she enjoyed being spanked. But the truth was she didn’t know. She’d never been spanked by anyone but herself.
Could one get any more pathetic?
Refusing to bare her soul any further, she pushed off the dresser and away from him.
Before she could open the door, his arm shot out and wrapped around the front of her waist, locking her in place to prevent an escape while supporting her weight so she didn’t put pressure on her foot. “Did your husband use these toys on you?’
Her harsh laugh was answer enough.
He titled his head and studied her closely. “Has anyone ever spanked you?”
When she didn’t answer, he gave her a quick, sharp swat with the paddle. It didn’t hurt, but shocked her, making her gasp and glare simultaneously. His tone was low and authoritative, a different person than the easy-going, playful man she spent the afternoon with.
“Answer me or you’ll get another.”
Well now, wasn’t this an interesting conundrum? If she didn’t answer, he’d spank her, which was exactly what she wanted. A win-win-win.
The corner of his mouth notched up. “That’s what I thought.”
“Oh, you’re a mind reader now?” Reflexes and a sense of preservation had her fighting, even though she didn’t really want to go anywhere. Her muscles contracted as her internal struggle persisted.
His chin dipped and he looked through the fringe of his lashes with soft, understanding eyes. “I have a friend who owns a kink club. I did some work for him and spent a fair amount of time at the club with him and his wife.” He lifted a shoulder casually. “I’ve picked up a few things over the years.”
He maneuvered his body behind hers, pressed his hands to the sides of her hips, and positioned her at the end of the dresser. Leaning over her back, he whispered in her ear, “Palms on the dresser, ass up and out. Let’s find out how much you enjoy this.”
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Alannah is offering 5 winners an ebook copy of Crossing Lines (or book of choice if winner already owns it), open to US and International readers. Just comment and fill out the rafflecopter to enter.
Wow...this one looks great too!
ReplyDeleteHi Erin! Thank you!!
DeleteThis sounds excellent, my TBR list is going to be in trouble!
ReplyDeleteHi Pyper!! That always happens to me when I join these release parties too!! LOL I hope you enjoy it!!
DeleteWho doesn't enjoy a good spanking once in a while? ;)
ReplyDeleteTehe....
DeleteSam certainly loves them enough. It's to the point now that Kevin DOESN'T spank her for punishment. LOL
Have to add this to my TBR list. Sounds like one I will really enjoy.
ReplyDeleteHi Margie!! I hope you enjoy it! I'd love to hear from you once you've finished it.
DeleteWill have to check this book out!! Looks interesting!!
ReplyDeleteHi Moira! I'm glad you enjoyed the excerpt!! Have a great day!
Deletefabulous combo of authors!
ReplyDeleteHi Robin! I agree! I'm honored to a part of this amazing lineup!
DeleteDefinitely on my TBR list.. Congrats.. :)
ReplyDeleteHi Treini!! I hope you enjoy it!!
DeleteWhich link am I suppose to share?? This page or the FB page or a different one?
ReplyDeleteHi Treini - I'm not sure I understand if you mean for me or to promote the release party, so I'll give you all of them. :D
DeleteI have 2 facebook pages: https://www.facebook.com/AlannahLynne
https://www.facebook.com/AuthorAlannahLynne
It just depends on how much interaction you want. I'm on both of them all the time, but FB hardly ever shows my Author page updates to anyone. :-/
This is the direct link to this specific giveaway for the release party: http://romancenovelpromotions.blogspot.com/2013/12/joey-w-hill-unrestrained-launch-party_3984.html
I'll also ask Leagh to respond to this, because I imagine you need to know this for the Rafflecoptor (and I didn't enter, so I don't know). :D
I've already read them all and recommend them to everybody I meet lol
ReplyDeleteOne of my favorite pimps right here!!! :-D
DeleteThanks for visiting with me over here!!
HUGS
Alannah, Natural Law is one of my favorites also!
ReplyDeleteI'm curious what prompted you to start writing and who is your inspiration?
I just told someone that Natural Law should be required reading for everyone! LOL
DeleteI think I've always wanted to write, because most of my life I remember saying, "I'm going to write a book about...." But I thought I had to go to school in order to write, or have some kind of special degree/training. Then I met a wonderful group of ladies who call themselves The Plotmonkeys - Janelle Denison, Carly Phillips, Leslie Kelly, and Julie Leto.
Janelle's "The Wilde Side" was the first romance I ever read. Once I read that book, I was hooked on everything romance! LOL After getting to know them, and learning their processes, I decided to give writing a try. I entered a contest and received great feedback, so that encouraged me to keep going.
All four of those ladies have been extremely influential (especially Janelle). But Joey has also played a big part in my writing over the years. Joey's "Natural Law" was the first BDSM genre book I read. What an introduction!!!!
I immediately fell in love with the genre and became fascinated with the lifestyle. I've read all of Joey's books, with the exception of all of the Vampire Queen series. Her writing style is so... I don't the word... calming, maybe. I love the way her writing flows, and the details and descriptions and the emotional depth. I've spent a lot of time trying to achieve that in my writing, but I don't think I'll ever come close. She's a master at it!
Anyway... short story long... :D The Plotmonkeys really launched my career, but Joey's writing has definitely influenced it.
I started with the Vampire Queen Series The Vampire Queen's Servant is my Favorite Joey book, it started it all lol and will forever hold a special place for me!
DeleteNow between the two of you, I want to hand out some serious hugs. Pyper, you already know I adore you. :> And Alannah, to get that kind of praise from a fellow author is just beyond lovely. Thank you!
DeletePyper - Isn't it funny how our first book love is like our first real love? They'll forever hold that special place in our hearts that no one else can touch.
DeleteJoey - You're very welcome. Your writing style and voice are so distinct, I just love settling in with one of your books. I know when I start, I won't want to leave that world. I always make sure I have a chunk of time set aside, so I can stay there for a good long while. :D
So true, Alannah - some of the books I read in the 80s, which might seem so dated now, really galvanized my love of the genre, such that they hold a permanent keeper shelf place in my heart. And thanks for that additional warm fuzzy. I'm deeply flattered - especially with how precious people's time is these days - that you set aside a chunk for my books. There's no better compliment!
DeleteAlannah, you are too good to me!! And I love knowing you have Mac with you wherever you go (what girl wouldn't be glad of that? lol) I'm obviously going to be adding to my TBR list today, but I want you to write my next blurb. I suck at blurbs, and this one is intriguing from beginning to end. And funny - love the "adding the toy" comment. Myrtle Beach is in my neck of the woods as well, so that will be a delightful background to what sounds like a great story. A good spanking will always catch my attention...grin.
ReplyDelete*steps away from the computer to have a major fan girl moment* :D
DeleteI suck at writing blurbs and never feel like I get it right, so thank you for the wonderful, kind words!!
All of my books are set along the NC/SC coast. "Savin' Me," the first book in the Heat Wave Series is set in Riverside (a fictional town along the Pamlico that's a combination of Washington and New Bern). "Last Call" is set on a fictional barrier island at the NC/SC border - in my mind, down around Ocean Isle/Sunset Beach area. I'm an Eastern NC gal myself, and love visiting MB (I'm headed there this weekend), so I enjoy setting my stories here.
Thanks for the opportunity to help you celebrate the release of "Unrestrained!" I'll be reading it in my down time this weekend! Congratulations!!
We'll have to do a coffee sometime when our crazy schedules mesh - I'm in Southport. I've lived most of my life in NC and nowhere else compares to it for me. Love New Bern! Just went there a few months ago, and of course Myrtle Beach is a regular getaway. In fact, this time of year, we're known to enjoy the Carolina Opry's Christmas show or the Alabama Theatre's Christmas offerings - both well worth while. I'll look forward to reading your books against well-loved settings. Hope you enjoy Dale and Athena!
DeleteCoffee would be fantastic! I'm going to try and make it to Dr. Charlie's conference, so maybe we'll meet there. I love how I always have to go away to conferences to meet up with neighbors. LOL
DeleteIsn't that the truth? I have a friend that lives up in Wilmington, and sometimes the only time we see each other is at annual reunion we have with some shared childhood girlfriends. It would be great to see you at the BDSM Writers Con - that will be a blast!!
DeleteMy tbr list is growing sounds intriguing
ReplyDeleteHi there!!! I'm glad you enjoyed the excerpt!!
DeleteSo Glad my Main Squeeze Kevin is the Star your giving away!!!! ;) Love your books and LOVE You!!!!
ReplyDeleteHey girl!!! Glad I could give you a little Kevin fix this morning!!! Have a great day!! {{hugs}}
DeleteLOVE Alannah Lynn's books!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
ReplyDeleteAnd I love you!!!! :-)
DeleteHi Alannah! I'm new to your books and after reading that excerpt, being new to your books is going to last. WOW!!!! I need to get this book! Is this book part of a series or a stand alone? I need to know to see if I need to ask for other books for my xmas wish list :)
ReplyDeleteSo glad you stopped by the party, found myself a new author to read!
Hi Michele!
DeleteThis book is the 3rd in the Heat Wave Series. Kevin (the hero of this book) is introduced in "Savin' Me" (book #1), but each book can be read as stand-alones. "Last Call" is the 2nd book in the series, and features a new set of characters. In "Crossing Lines - Book #3," the characters from the first 2 merge, and that will continue throughout the series.
It's great to meet you, and I'd love to hear from you once you've read this, or the others!!
Definitely going to check out this book, thanks for the giveaway!
ReplyDeleteHi Christi!!
DeleteI'm glad you enjoyed the excerpt. Thanks for commenting and good luck in the giveaway!
Another book to add to my list to purchase on payday
ReplyDeleteHi Lori!! Maybe you'll win the drawing! Good luck!
DeleteGreat excerpt. I love Natural Law too. :)
ReplyDeleteHi Sheri!! I'm glad you enjoyed the excerpt!! Thanks for commenting!
DeleteThanks for the excerpt. :) Natural Law is great!
ReplyDeleteThank you, Ashley! So glad you loved Mac and Violet!
DeleteHi Ashley!! All this talk about Mac... I may need a re-read real soon. :-D
DeleteAlannah this book looks like a fabulous read! Loved the excerpt and the cover! :)
ReplyDeleteThanks Delilah!! I'm glad you enjoyed the excerpt! I love the cover too. Pickyme does all of my covers for the Heat Wave Series and I love them all! Good luck in the drawing!
ReplyDeleteOhhhh Kevin!! You know he's my fave!
ReplyDeleteI know he is!! :-D Glad you could get a little taste. LOL
DeleteThanks for sharing the great excerpt!
ReplyDeleteHi Gabrielle!! I'm glad you enjoyed it!!
DeleteLooks yummy! Cant wait!
ReplyDeleteHi jjeffery!! I'm glad you enjoyed the excerpt!!
Deleteooh another series to add to my to buy list. Awesome excerpt.
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