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May 20, 2009 | Excerpts
Today’s selection is from PHOTO OP! released by Aspen Mountain Press.
Our heroine, Emily, is on an exploring mission.
“These are the voyeur rooms.” Emily jumped at the sound of a deep voice in the quiet hallway.
Dammit. She’d been caught snooping and had no plausible excuse to save her nosey ass.
Her hunky dessert server nodded to the long line of wooden doors on either side of the deep red plush carpet. “Perhaps you would like a glimpse inside one?”
Offense is the best defense.
She drew herself up to her full five foot eight. “Is the waitstaff allowed up on the second floor?” Sexy as he was, a girl still had to be careful.
“Only by special request of a member.” His lips twitched at the corners. “Do you have any specialties you would like to request, Emily?”
“No, and if I did it wouldn’t be any of your business.” The broad corridor seemed to have shrunk to a tunnel as the temperature soared.
“Perhaps a cool beverage would soothe your flushed face.” He reached for her elbow, his fingers warm and strong. She surprised herself by not backing away. “Shall we?”
“Since it appears we’re going to become new best friends, what’s your name?” Her voice squeaked out the words.
“Nicholas Caine.” He ran his eyes slowly down her body, then back up. “And I hope we will be more than friends.”
Juices filled her panties at the intriguing thought of more.
“You’re British, aren’t you?” Anything to create a diversion and calm her senses.
“Spot on, but I suspect after twenty years of photographing the world you have learned to place many accents.” His lips curved in dominant a manner and her breasts tightened. “And to answer your other question, yes I am allowed up here. I happen to be one of the owners.”
Voyeurism seems to be hotter than Em expected.
Nick cocked an eyebrow and refilled her glass.
Emily sank onto the gold lacquered medallion armchair, her bottom slipped against the mauve silk fabric.
“Everything all right?”
“Yes, fine. A little warm in here, isn’t it?” She fanned her flushed face before swallowing another cold sip.
He stepped away and did something at the brocade covered wall. A moment later cool air swirled around her. He turned to her and smiled, then gestured toward the glass.
An overly made-up middle-aged blonde sat on the side of a canopy bed, wearing the hottest red come-fuck-me-heels Emily had ever seen. One skinny leg crossed over the other, masking her color coordinated panties.
Emily sat straighter in her chair, curious to see what would happen next. Purely for research, she tried to convince herself, ignoring the tingle low in her abdomen.
The woman leaned back on her outstretched palms and tossed her shoulder length hair, her long breasts bobbing with the movement.
A much younger man silently entered through a side panel. Tall, muscular, and absolutely lickable. His muscles rippled as he walked buck-naked toward the bed, his substantial purple cock pointed north.
“This seems to be more to your liking.” Nick laid his hands on her bare shoulders. A shiver ran through her as he spread his firm fingers across her décolleté. She could only nod as his heat traveled lower to her tight breasts.
Nick pressed his thumbs into Emily’s back, massaging the stress kinks out of her tense muscles, creating a greater need between her thighs. She sighed as his caressing fingers glided up her throat, her secret zone no man had as yet discovered.
A new world opens up for Emily.
“What’s in this room?” Her heart skipped a beat. She couldn’t tell if it was fear or pleasure at the possibilities that motivated her, but she had her fingers crossed they would complete what he’d started a short time back.
“An experience that definitely requires leading up to.” He laid his warm hand over hers as she tried to turn the brass handle. “Emily, what happens in here is not for everyone’s taste. Remember where you are.” He studied her hard. A small frown turned down his lips. “Do you understand me?”
A moment of reservation crossed her mind before she nodded. “Let’s go for it.”
“As you wish.” He pushed open the oak door with a large ornate dragon carved on the front panel.
She wrinkled her nose as incense assailed her the moment she crossed the threshold, not necessarily unpleasant, just pungent. An array of votive and pillar candles lit the red and white room enough for her to make her way to a throne style chair.
“You are in my seat.” His voice took on a more authoritative tone.
“I beg your pardon?” He couldn’t be serious.
From his stance to his face, Nick’s entire demeanor changed to a man in control. Exciting, which surprised her. “You will move to the side.”
She jumped off the uncomfortable chair and followed his bidding, convinced it was the booze that made her do it.
“Pour me a drink.” It seemed please and thank you had obliterated themselves from his vocabulary.
She bristled at his directive, amazed to find that she had already walked to the bottles of Saki neatly arranged on a silver tray in the far corner.
When she carried the drink back to his highness, she noticed he had shrugged into a red silk robe embroidered with gold thread over his clothes and had perched himself on the gilded chair like a king awaiting his handmaiden. Yet, somehow his change in attitude excited her.
She glanced around, not wanting to meet his eyes for fear he guessed her little secret, then she spotted the elaborate beaded headdresses, decorating two walls.
“Do not even think of it.” He never bothered to look at her, but somehow had sensed her appreciation and desire to wear one of the gem studded crowns.
She tossed her head with a haughty air. “I have no idea what you mean.”
He ignored her lie and pointed toward another tray. “I’ll have a small plate of sushi.”
Emily realized she’d had plenty to drink, way over her normal limit, but she wasn’t drunk enough yet to tolerate much more of Nick’s little attitude, no matter how sexy he was.
The silver tongs slipped from her fingers, clattering to the china plate.
“Careful, Emily, I would hate to see you get hurt.”
She glanced over her shoulder to see his concerned face watching her. From barn boss to tender in a heartbeat confused her.
“Okay, Nicky, what the hell is going on here?” She laid his fishplate onto a strange little end table at his right.
“You asked to see what was in this room.” He slid an eel roll into his mouth and chewed. She watched his Adam’s apple bob, her nipples hardening as he swallowed. “I decided to give you the full experience, first hand.”
“I hope there’s more to it than slavery.”
“Much more, my little novice, a pleasure and teaching too few in this world enjoy.” His lips curved into a sensual smile. “The greatest lesson in life that one can learn… is to forgive,” Nick said as he pressed the remote that opened the red silken drapes.
A dainty Asian woman swayed from the ceiling, like a small bird falling to its death, bound in a complex design of involved rope twists. Emily winced as the woman raised her head, knowing the thin rope, running from her neck to her vagina, had to have pulled like hell against her tender flesh.
“It looks painful.” She tilted her head to the side, curious to see the expression on the captive woman’s face.
“Not really. There might be a bit of chafing when it’s over, maybe some light stinging, but great care is taken to assure no injuries occur. It’s all very sophisticated. We use candles along with oils and incense to enhance the experience.” He gestured an arm around their room. “Very much like you see here which helps to set the voyeur’s mood.”
“So what’s this non-painful, lesson learning, stylish form of torment called?” She avoided his eyes, a bit afraid of what might come next.
“Kinbaku, which translates to beautiful bondage.”
Review from WitchGiggles at Alternative-Read;
This is a bit different than the norm and quite frankly I adored it. I wasn’t too sure of how it ended until I realized it left the perfect opportunity for another wow part (hint, hint). The woman was just the way I like to read them; strong, intelligent, yet at the same time vulnerable, while the male was assertive, smart, and able to be tender at the same time. It was a mix made in heaven (and the mind of a talented writer) which is easily one to read over and over.
You can read the complete review HERE.
Sloane Taylor
Sweet as Honey…Hotter than Hell
TEDDI TURNS ON 2009 EPPIE Finalist – Erotica www.aspenmountainpress.com
FRENCH KISS www.eternalpress.ca
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FRUSTRATED
May 12, 2009 | Cooking
A frustrated woman is an unhappy woman. And friends, today I am one frustrated woman.
Studs is a huge lover of pork chops. Poor guy. Every time I fry them they come out tougher than leather soles on Florsheim shoes. Now Studs is a gentleman. He chomps on the damn things with a stamina that would make an Olympic champion proud. Whereas I want to sob as I gnaw away in disgust.
I’ve tried light browning, medium browning, cooking in wine, and/or chicken stock and anything else you can imagine. At this point, I’m ready to try voodoo dolls!
If any one out there has one shred of pity for my plight, please share your technique to fry a pork chop that’s edible. Studs would sure apprciate it.
Sloane Taylor
Sweet as Honey…Hotter than Hell
The Brits Love Me
May 1, 2009 | Hot Damn
Robert Appleton, British science fiction writer, is the owner of Mercurial Times, and has done an unrequested review of FRENCH KISS. Stepping out of his usual reading realm, below is a snippet of what Robert had to say.
Contemporary Erotic Romance
eBook
15,000 words
Eternal Press
Witty and crackling with sass, French Kiss, the fourth novelette in Sloane Taylor’s Naughty Ladies of Nice series, is a standalone sexy short that promises and delivers a good time.
American sass meets provincial French in this lively romance, by turns sweet and sea-salty. I had a great time with this book. I don’t normally read erotic romances, but Ms. Taylor’s vibrant style isn’t exclusive to the sex scenes, as it tends to be for some authors in this genre. Here she imbues the characters, scene setting and dialogue with quirky life all their own. Plus, the lovemaking is seriously hot.
My advice? Kick back and let the fizzy swells of French Kiss wash over you. This is one addictive series. Next up for me, French Twist…
You can read the complete review here.
Mercurial Times is a site that presents Robert’s news and views. 2009 is his second year in the rollercoaster world of e-publishing. Be sure to visit his author homepage. The man is a genius.
Sloane Taylor
Sweet as Honey…Hotter than Hell
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Well I Did It!
April 27, 2009 | Promotion
Today was my first blog at AMBER HEAT the erotic section for AMBER QUILL PRESS . Please check it out and leave a comment.
Thanks for you support!
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Fanning the Flame, Again
April 23, 2009 | Hot Damn
Love Romances and More Reviews gave FRANCINE ON FIRE 4 HEARTS! Below is a snippet followed by the link for the complete review.
Publisher: Aspen Mountain Press
ISBN: 978-1-60168-060-0
Contemporary Romance Erotic
E Book
Reviewed by Dawn
I love the way this author teases the reader with flashes of wit, lust and comedy as I read FRANCINE ON FIRE. It is a story that had me chuckling one minute and the next wondering if I should call honey home for some serious tension release. This was definitely one of those stories that I am dying to read again, preferably in bed with my significant other.
The heat simmers between them but misunderstandings and tempers flair when things get mixed up between Francine and Heicke. Ms. Taylor delves into Germany again and reintroduces two delightful characters from Lonnie Heats Up and Teddi Turns On. With the right amount of wit, charm and comedy, she introduces you to the real Francine and Heicke, warts and all. This is an author that you know loves her spunky American women and those hot European men they fall for. I definitely couldn’t put it down as I laughed, smiled and lusted over Francine and Heicke’s adventures and I was rooting for these two to get over their troubles to find what they had was so very rare and lovely.
FRANCINE ON FIRE is a delightful story that will leave you gasping for more as the last page is read. I know I am anxiously awaiting word on another installment of those Magnificent Men of Munich and maybe I can find one of my own…even if he is in Ms. Taylor’s wonderful books. If you enjoy a fast paced story with tight writing that weaves a spell around you and filled with characters that seem to steal your heart, then grab Ms. Taylor’s Magnificent Men of Munich Series and FRANCINE ON FIRE. I know I am going to read this one again and hope you do too!
You can read the complete review here
Sloane Taylor
Sweet as Honey…Hotter than Hell
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Color Me Ecstatic!
April 22, 2009 | Uncategorized
Love Romances and More has posted a fabulous new review for LONNIE HEATS UP and I couldn’t be happier! Here’s the short version;
LONNIE HEATS UP:
Magnificent Men of Munich Series
Publisher: Aspen Mountain Press
ISBN 978-1-60168-155-3
Contemporary Erotic Romance
E-book
Reviewed by Dawn
With wonderful tight writing, captivating characters and a story that sucks you in and doesn’t let up until the last page, LONNIE HEATS UP has this reviewer running to grab the other two books TEDDI TURNS ON and FRANCINE ON FIRE. Ms. Taylor is an author that will be permanently on my “to buy list” from now on with her wonderful and witty writing that will leave you begging for more. I just hope I won’t have to wait too long for the next installment of the Magnificent Men of Munich Series.
You can read the complete review at Love Romances and More.
Thank you!
Sloane Taylor
Sweet as Honey…Hotter than Hell
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Tuesday Teaser
April 21, 2009 | Excerpts
The Naughty Ladies of Nice
Book Five
FRENCH TICKLER
Eternal Press
Blurb:
Lingerie designer Samantha Bradley is on the brink of major success. While having the time of her life in Nice she meets sexy Cisco Bernier, a man who turns her heart inside out and makes her body sizzle.
Despite being France’s key criminal prosecutor, Cisco’s success in relationships has been less than zero. When he meets Sam, his staid world goes up in flames.
Their happiness is short lived as their pasts collide. His underhanded mother and her mob-connected father resurface to threaten their future.
Excerpt:
“Do you not think her nipples are larger?” Cisco pointed to the charcoal nude on the young woman’s sketch pad. He looked across the coastline toward the subject in question as the middle-aged woman stooped and spread a towel across the pebbles.
“Perhaps, but it’s really hard to tell at this angle.” The artist swiped a thumb along a black line, softening the bold stroke, and laughed. “Besides, she won’t sit still long enough to get it right.”
She tossed her long black hair across her bare shoulders, and a light scent of honey drifted up to him, clouding his mind.
Cisco yanked his tie from around his neck, grateful for the light breeze off the Mediterranean that cooled his hot skin.
“Maybe if you…” He slipped the thin stick from her long fingers, then squiggled a larger, more intricate circle on the wheat colored paper. “Something like that.”
“Are you an artist?” She glanced up. Her large green eyes reminded him of polished emerald, sharp and clear, and just as exciting. At that moment he would be anything the beautiful American wanted him to be.
4 1/2 HEARTS from The Romance Studio.
Reviewer: Brenda Talley
Posted March 9, 2009
Ms. Sloane Taylor used her fabulous way with words to explain these two alpha characters. Sam was from the US; Cisco was from Nice. The unknown factors in each live could have gotten them killed. The happily every after was a long way from easy to obtain.
The two main characters were so focused on each other they failed to notice the problems which arose in the other’s life. This story had all the important elements even though it was a fast-paced novella. The sensuality was sizzling! The suspense was intense. The outcome was surprising. This book had drama and was hard to put down. I was glued to the pages because I wanted to know the outcome. It was definitely not an obvious storyline.
I recommend this book to anyone who likes their sex scorching and their conflict resolved. This was a great book to read when the time is short but you need a quick romance fix.
You can read the entire review HERE
Sloane Taylor
Sweet as Honey…Hotter than Hell
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April 20, 2009 | Promotion
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Tuesday Teaser
April 14, 2009 | Excerpts
The Naughty Ladies of Nice
Book Four
FRENCH KISS
BLURB:
Straight-laced children’s author, Rachel Conklin, awakens on a deserted island wrapped in the arms of a sexy pirate. Convinced she’s in a dream conjured from the pages of her breakout novel, Rachel casts her inhibitions to the wind and seduces the handsome sailor. Rides the waves of passion
Pediatrician Henri Bernier wasn’t quite sure what to do with the sexy mermaid he’d pulled from the sea. Then she started kissing him and sent his libido soaring. Now the good doctor is ready for anything.
EXCERPT:
Warm tingles started in her belly, pooling low in her abdomen, a sensation she’d long missed. His lips were strong, supple, working her own apart. She glided her tongue along the seam of his mouth, loving the salty taste and the rasp of his beard on her bruised face. Moisture filled her panties, making her alive and wanting more. She laced an arm around the broad shoulders leaning over her, curling her fingers in his long, silky hair.
Her nipples puckered more with each stroke as he glided his hand along her spine, continuing lower over the curve of her ass to her thigh. Wet sand greeted her when he smoothly rolled them over. Her legs parted, welcoming her secret pirate. Nope, make that swashbuckler. More romantic.
Shivers raced through her and he held her closer. His body heat, a beautiful thing, shrouded them. Her breasts grew heavier, straining against her shirt, with his solid erection pressing into her. She wiggled closer, needing to feel him inside her.
Indistinguishable sounds filled her ears, forgotten lyrics from an old, sweet love song. She wanted to remember, but not enough to give up her fantasy man and the erotic glow of mystery sex.
A LITTLE LATER:
Rachel wiped the steam from the cheval mirror and caught Henri’s image. He stood in the bathroom doorway, frozen, staring at her reflection. She smiled at his shocked expression, enjoying the fact she had him at a disadvantage. The bath towel dropped from her fingers, exposing her breasts. With her good hand she pulled the wet hair off her back then draped it over a shoulder, exposing her neck.
He walked forward like a man in a trance, stopping close enough behind her to hear his raspy breaths. His finger glided down her spine, lingering on the elastic band of her red bikini panties.
“You are beautiful.” His words came out hoarse as he seemed to struggle for oxygen.
“Merci, Henri.” Her smile widened, her nipples pebbling at his gentle touch. She reached back for his free hand, hanging limp at his side, then laid it across her bare ribcage. His smooth skin felt warm against her damp flesh.
“Your wrist should be in the sling.” He laid a soft kiss on her shoulder, wrapping a hand around her forearm.
Your cock should be inside me. A shiver ran up her spine at the delicious thought.
His fingers played across her abdomen, sending tingles of anticipation, as they climbed higher. He cupped her breast, massaging her aching skin until she thought she would come. The entire time he watched her reflection in the mirror as his thumb made slow, teasing circles around her areola.
A heavy pressure built in her abdomen, increasing with each stroke until her legs trembled. She gritted her teeth as a long shudder ran through her.
She pressed her ass into his solid erection for support and her panties filled with cream.
God, how she needed some part of him inside her.
Desire took control. With shaking fingers, she guided his other hand down from her waist, lower until she stopped at the elastic band on her wet panties.
A soft laugh sang in her ear as he slid along the fabric, across her mound and stopped. Breath caught in her throat, waiting for him to enter.
He moved his hand to her thigh, edging painfully slow to her aching nub. She wrapped her fingers around his forearm, encouraging him to travel below the saturated cloth. As if understood the unspoken request, his fingers glided between her wet hairs.
First, one thick finger entered her throbbing cavity, the sensation rocking her world. He laughed again and inserted another finger, massaging against her sweet spot.
She arched her back, her head resting on his shoulder, preparing for the joy of release.
“Come for me, mas petit.” His heavily accented words pushed her closer while his fingers worked magic in her womb.
Her trembling body tensed. She clutched his arm, squeezing her thighs tight around his hand, moving her hips against him. Shivers coursed through her. The surmounting pressure almost unbearable, until her world exploded into shards of crystal.
He spun her limp frame in his arms, his fingertips skimming across her tender nipples. She melted against him, his crisp hairs pressed into her breasts.
Sloane Taylor
Sweet as Honey…Hotter than Hell
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WOOHOO! We have WINNERS!!
April 8, 2009 | Contests
Every quarter my newsletter offers an easy Members Only Contest. Players emailed me with SPRING in the subject line. That was the sole requirement to enter. Told you my contests are easy.
This spring issue the prize is a free pdf of a terrific book, ESTHER MAY MORROW BUY OR BORROW by the incomparable Arthur Everest .
Three lucky winners were chosen. And they are;
LORETTA
MARCY
TAMMY
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