Pure Fun!!

I saw this picture first. I asked Resplendence Publishing if I could write the story that inspired it!!

 Blurb:

Lara has an active imagination but the dreams starring her sexy new neighbor are getting downright ridiculous! Jason appearing as a cop and pirate make sense but where in the hell did naked running cowboy come from? She’s waited long enough to find out if he’s as talented in real life as he is in her fantasies.

Naked Running Cowboy

Copyright: Tessie Bradford 2012

   

Excerpt:

She reclined back into the plush pillows to watch the billowy clouds overhead glide by. A gentle breeze caused the diaphanous material of her nightgown to flow across her body, raising goose bumps along her skin and tickling her pebbled nipples. Happily chirping birds filled the branches of the trees, and bunnies hopped through the colorful wildflowers covering the ground around the brass bed.

Anticipation had her heart beating double-time and butterflies dancing in her tummy. She cupped her swollen breasts before slowly drawing her gown up to expose her pussy. Already wet and pulsing with need, she stroked herself until her breathing became erratic.

Are you sure you don’t want to wait for me, darlin’?

She heard his words and the steady fall of his feet on the ground in her mind. Turning to gaze across the vast meadow, she saw him, but he was so very far away, she feared she’d die of longing before he reached her.

So impatient! Aren’t I always here for you, sweetheart?

Now she could see him, running towards her with speed and grace reminiscent of a wild stallion. The Stetson tipped low to cover his piercing blue-gray eyes, and brown cowboy boots were the only clothing items he was wearing. The finely-toned musculature of his chest, arms, and powerful legs were magnificent, but his fully erect cock was truly a sight to behold.

She sat up and opened her arms in welcome when he arrived at the side of the bed. “Fuck me, Jason.”

His lips split into a dazzling grin, and he placed one knee on the edge of the mattress.

An ear-piercing sound echoed through the valley.

Lara beat the crap out of her poor alarm clock for the umpteenth morning in a row. “This is now beyond ridiculous,” she mumbled, pulling a pillow over her eyes.

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Redz World: Uncaged by Katalina Leon 5 Shooting Stars!

Redz World: Uncaged by Katalina Leon: Title: Uncaged Series: Black Hills Wolves, 25 Author: Katalina Leon Publisher: Decadent Publishing Genre: M/F, contemporar...

More Black Hills Wolves! Uncaged book 25 Releases This Friday

He saved her life when she was a child, now she’s a grown woman and prepared to save his.

Uncaged book 25, is my second contribution to the Black Hills Wolves series. Portrait of a Lone Wolf, book 7 was my first. I can’t say enough great things about this amazing series. I love all the books, and each of the authors has been a joy to work with. I have at least two more Black Hills Wolves books planned  for early 2016. There will be some fun surprises too. Be sure to sign up for the Black Hills Wolves newsletter, so you won’t miss a thing.

Uncaged, has a special place in my heart. It’s dedicated to my late sister Christy. I was fortunate enough to have Christy spend her last months in my home. During one of our most poignant conversations, she confessed, “I thought my life would have more romance.” She had a few intense relationships and lots of drama, but never a loving romance with someone who really cared. Within a day of her passing, I started writing Uncaged, determined to give Christy the protective, understanding hero she never had in real life. I created Mitchell for Christy, but I hope you’ll love him too, because we all deserve a hero who can love us as we are.

Blurb: Mitchell Waya was born to rage in a cage. Every time he competes in a mixed martial arts match, he brings two secret weapons to the ring—a raging heart and the blood of a wolf. When the beast within explodes, no man stands a chance. Scaling the heights of an international career, he’s not prepared for the tragedy and scandal that overtakes him.

At fourteen, Christy was abducted and abused by a brutal cult of survivalist. In a brave act of defiance, she attempts to escape but finds herself facing execution in a dark alley. When Mitchell appears from the shadows like an avenging angel to rescue her, she catches a glimpse of the protective wolf’s fury. They form a brief but intense bond but then Fate pushes them apart.

Four years pass. Fortunes change. Concerned about Mitchell’s welfare, Christy reaches out, but her kind deed puts her squarely in a killer’s sights, and only the courage of a wolf can save her.

Excerpt:

“Gee!” he shouted over his shoulder. “Two cheeseburgers and fries.”

“No cheese on mine,” she added. “I’ll pay. I appreciate you taking the time to sit down with me.”

He shook his head. “Gee will put cheese on it anyway. In his mind, a hamburger comes with cheese. I’ve tried asking him to leave the cheese off mine, but he won’t do it. He’s an eccentric. I used to peel it away, now I just eat it.”

“Okay.”

“The burgers are on me. I’ve got a tab here, and I rent a room upstairs.”

“Here?” She appeared scandalized. “You live above a pool hall? I figured you owned a trophy home somewhere nearby.”

Settling into his chair. “Nope.”

“This place looks rowdy. It must be hard to sleep.”

How could he explain the clack of pool cues and blaring music filtering through the floorboards were pleasant alternatives to the angry voice in his head telling him he was a worthless jerk. “I don’t mind.”

Drumming her fingertips on the table, she glanced around. “So, the Tex Wilkins story is true? You really are broke?”

“Disappointed? You sure don’t look like a gold digger.”

She didn’t skip a beat. A spark of compassion shone in her eyes. “You deserve better.”

Her words sounded convincing as if she did care. He took a long look at her. Even a half-dozen layers of frumpy clothes didn’t obliterate a graceful frame and hint of soft curves. Tons of wild auburn hair tumbled in waves around her face. Her lush lips sent conflicting messages. A new terror entered his thoughts. He half feared she might be one of the women he’d hooked up with on the circuit and long forgotten, or didn’t recognize minus the heavy glamor makeup. He hoped to God he’d never messed with anyone this young. “Have we met?”

She seemed anxious, almost breathless. Her lips parted. “Once.”

Panic set in. “I am so sorry if I did or said anything to hurt your feelings or mislead you. During a chunk of my life, everything moved so fast it became a blur. I’m not proud of my promiscuous behavior, but I can’t say I regret it either. If I—”

Her jaw dropped. “What are you talking about?”

He gulped. “Have we…the two of us…you know?”

Her cheeks flushed. “No! Absolutely not.”

“That’s a relief. I’d hate to forget someone like you.”

Turning her face, she stared at the wall. “I made a big mistake approaching you this way.”

He threw his hands in the air. “I told you not to come. Don’t pretend to be shocked. I thought you wanted a where-is-he-now interview. The more horrid stuff dug up about me the better, am I right?”

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I missed my Saturday post, but since no one posted today, I'll do it now...

Changing all the Rules

Excerpt copyright 2015 Fran Lee

NOTE:  ADULT language and explicit.

 

She was in bed by the time Harry got home, and she listened to him creeping quietly through the house, not wanting to wake her, believing her to have been asleep for hours. She shifted into a comfortable position and watched him undress, baring that beautiful body of his by the light of the half-closed bathroom door. He was so gorgeous. He still made her knees weak when she looked at him.

His body flexed and rippled in the shadows as he stepped inside the bathroom, closed the door and brushed his teeth. She shifted. Her clit was throbbing. Shit! How the hell could she still be interested in sex after what she’d done with Josh? Had Josh released a beast from inside her mind and body? Her breathing began to change from calm and easy to rapid and ragged. Good Lord! Had three hours with Josh turned her into a raging nympho?

She watched Harry as he moved furtively to avoid disturbing her. When he moved back into the bedroom and reached to pull his PJ’s out of the drawer, she sighed shakily and whispered softly, “Why do you wear those to bed? You used to sleep in the nude. And I loved feeling you next to me naked.” Had Haley Gregory just said that? And why was she not shocked at her own temerity?

Harry jerked his head around to see Hale lying there watching him. He saw her eyes move down his body to rest on his cock, and he felt life flaring back into it. Shit! Was this his wife talking? Or had some doppelganger replaced her in their bed? He squared his shoulders and turned to where she could get a better look at his aroused state in the light from the bathroom. Shit! Let her look her fill. It was kind of exciting.

“Sorry if I woke you.” His voice sounded gruff even to him.

Hale smiled up at him and shook her head. “I was awake. Thinking about you.”

Harry inhaled deeply. He watched as Hale threw back the covers and rolled up to sit cross-legged on the bed—and his breath caught in his throat. Sweet Jesus—she isn’t wearing panties! He stared at the pink, glistening pussy peeping out at him from under her sleep shirt, and he realized that…she’d shaved it!

Fucking A!

He dragged his eyes from that mouthwatering sight back to her face, and wondered what the hell had gotten into her. She never waited up for him. And she never went to bed without underwear—at least, not for the last eight years or so. He closed the drawer containing his PJ’s and walked hesitantly across the carpet to stand beside the bed.

“You okay, Hale? You feeling all right?”

Haley wet her lips and reached out to run a slender finger over his cock. “Harry, why do we only have sex on Saturday nights?” His cock jumped and stiffened into a steel pole. He watched her eyes soften as she let them devour his shaft. “God, Harry…I love the way you feel…”

He stared down at her beautifully expressive face in the shadowy illumination from the bathroom. His voice was raspy in his dry throat as he fought to reply without croaking. “I thought that was the night we both agreed on a long time ago. Easier. Nothing to distract us…” He shrugged, knowing the exact reasoning behind the Saturday night thing.

Hale sighed and suddenly dragged her sleep shirt off over her head, and his thoughts deserted him. How the fuck long had it been since she’d let him see her naked, no panties, no covering over that hot body of hers? Let him stare at her perfect, beautiful breasts? Then reality kicked in. She'd hated having her breasts mauled. Hated having him squeeze her nipples. Christ, he barely ever got to even touch them, and only on sex nights. He felt his mouth grow wet, and his jaw sagged.

“You sure you didn’t take something, Hale?” Like Spanish fly? He braced his legs and waited for her to come to her senses and accuse him of trying to get down her pants or something!

She rose from the bed and took one step to stand in front of him, and did something she hadn’t ever done to him before in the entire time he’d known her—she slid her hands over his chest and bent to lick his nipple! He almost whimpered. He clenched his fists to keep from grabbing her and hauling her into bed. “What makes you think I took drugs?” she whispered.

“Because you’ve never acted like this before,” he breathed raggedly as she ran her fingertips over his other nipple, and then ran her tongue down the muscle of his shoulder. His voice was tight and it took every ounce of control he possessed to not pick her up, wrap those long slim legs around his naked hips, and fuck her where she stood.

“What if I said I wanted you to make love to me, right here, right now?” she whispered. He couldn’t do more than stare dumbly. How many years had he dreamed of Haley saying that to him? He was stricken utterly speechless. She had to be on something!

When Harry didn’t respond, didn’t move, she reached for his cock again. Hale swallowed her disappointment as he grabbed her shoulders and pushed her a step away, and stared down into her face searchingly. Damn. She’d wanted to seduce him, and she’d only succeeded in disgusting him! Tears sprang to her eyes and she felt dirty somehow.

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We All Deserve To Be Pampered!!

Blurb:

David has been planning Jessica’s birthday weekend for months. His wife of almost twenty five years is having issues with turning fifty and he vows to do everything in his power to remind her how incredible she is and how much he loves her.   

Jessica’s birthday wish is to spend quality alone time with the man of her dreams, her husband. When David presents her with a gold gift bag full of sensual surprises, Jessica is more than eager to enjoy every one of them. What she doesn’t realize is that her husband has much more in store for her special celebration.

Pampering Jessica

Copyright: Tessie Bradford, 2011

A little flutter of anticipation danced in her tummy when Jessica pulled into the driveway and parked behind David’s truck. She was early—it was only a little after five o’clock. “This is a good sign.” Jesse hopped out of the car and hurried up the front steps. She opened the door and froze with only one foot in the house.

“Happy day before your birthday.”

Her jaw dropped as she tried to take everything in. A vase full of red roses sat on the coffee table next to two glasses and a bottle of champagne in an ice bucket. Soft music was playing. The scent of her favorite pine cleaning liquid wafted through the air, and the carpet had obviously been vacuumed. David stood in the doorway of the kitchen, barefooted, in a black T-shirt and faded jeans, a towel in one hand and a bottle of window cleaner in the other.

“What?” he asked. His ruggedly handsome face lit up with a mischievous grin. 

“You’ve never looked more handsome to me,” she giggled. “Give me a sec to enjoy the picture.”

“If you’d been here a half an hour ago, you’d have found me on my hands and knees on the kitchen floor.”

Jesse closed the door and dropped her purse on the side table without taking her eyes off of David.

“Ooo, yeah baby, tell me more.” She practically ran across the room. David put down his cleaning supplies and gathered her close when she threw her arms around his neck.

“There’s not a speck of dust on any surface.” He gently squeezed her ass cheeks. “The refrigerator has been cleaned out.” He shifted his hips forward. “Dinner is in the oven.” When he flexed forward, Jesse moaned.

“You took time off to do this for me?”

“We both live here, and I’m well aware that I haven’t been helping much lately, and I’m sorry, Jesse.” The stark emotion reflected in his eyes warmed her to her toes.

“Kiss me, you sexy cleaning man, you.”

He cradled her head and took possession of her mouth. He nipped and teased before sliding his tongue slowly past her lips to do wonderfully decadent things to her. Desire raced through Jesse as she met him stroke for stroke and rubbed herself against him wantonly. They were both gasping when David lifted his head.

“Keep it up, woman, and we’ll be on the squeaky clean kitchen floor.”

A NIGHT OWL BOOK REVIEW
FOUR STARS
Reviewed by: Chris | Apr 27, 2011 | 295-200-101-451-3
David and Jessica are approaching their 25th wedding anniversary and before that, Jessica’s 50th birthday. Married to the love of his life, David appreciates every day and wants Jesse to know just how much. He plans and plots to make her day extra special. With unexpected results.
Jessica is approaching 50 and not happy about it. She is still in love with her husband, raised two awesome kids and everything is wonderful. So why the unhappiness? Sure she sags a little and knows she’s changed. Anticipating a quiet birthday weekend with her husband, she’s shocked, surprised, and a little thrilled at the time and effort David put into planning things. But is he trying to tell her something?

Hands off ladies. David’s mine if he ever becomes a real person. Right now he’s just a fantasy and a toe curling one at that. A man that cooks and cleans? Still has all his hair and is in love with his wife? Now I know this is fiction, but a girl can dream. Jessica appreciates her man and he appreciates her back, but even though they have a happy and healthy marriage, doubts and suspicions still rear their ugly head. While nothing life shattering, Jesse needs reassurance and David provides it and more. I thoroughly enjoyed this hot (and encouraging if you’ve reached a certain age) story and recommend you have some free time for your significant other for after the story ends.

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Since we are talking about our debut novels...

Out of Her Dreams

An Excerpt From: OUT OF HER DREAMS
Copyright © FRAN LEE, 2009
All Rights Reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

She walked slowly across the luxuriously thick carpet to the ready supper table set up before the fireplace and looked about the decadently fabulous room. Obviously he had planned on a very private dinner and drink. She touched the bottle of champagne and swallowed hard. Dear Lord. She didn’t know if she could manage being alone with him again. She didn’t realize she wasn’t alone until his voice made her turn with a little gasp.

“You have my book?” The sight of him standing in the doorway of the luxurious sitting room made her breath leave her in a startled whoosh.

Control yourself, Sam. It is not polite to stare and drool.

She nodded jerkily, opening the bag and taking out the hardback copy. “Of course. You paid for it.”

She held it out as he walked across the room to stop a couple of feet from her. He looked awe-inspiring in a beautifully tailored silk shirt that was open to show his corded neck and a pair of trim Armani slacks. The material sleekly covered but didn’t hide the massively muscled body beneath it and her mouth went dry again. God but that man had a walk—predatory and as sexy as hell.

She had no idea real live men could look so utterly marvelous and perfect. Dream men could but certainly not real ones. Heat pooled and swirled in the area somewhere below her navel, moving into the suddenly damp center of her body as the man moved toward her like some big cat on the prowl, those dark eyes moving down her body to her feet before returning slowly to her red face. A shot of something honeyed and hot surged through her at that look and she knew exactly what was on his mind because the exact same thing was running through hers.

He took the book from her hand slowly and opened it to the flyleaf, his dark eyes touching the page for a long moment before returning to her face again.

“You were serious about that dream bit?” His voice was quiet. A small smile curved his lips.

Oh. My. God. That mouth.

She swallowed and nodded jerkily. “Yes.”

The sight of her standing beside the intimate little table for two sent a jolt of lust knifing through him almost painfully. David could almost taste her delicate floral perfume, along with the warm, delicious scent of a woman who craved what she saw. She stood bravely erect in an incredible blue silk dress that hugged every lush curve she possessed. The warmth of her body and the need in those emerald eyes fired his blood and made his groin swell and come alive with a vengeance. He found himself staring like an idiot. A horny idiot.

It was suddenly hard to remember why he had asked her to come. Was it to discuss the books, or was it simply to see her again? To take her and slowly strip her and taste her soft skin with his lips and tongue until she begged him to bury his cock inside her and finish it up right? Okay. That sounded good. Damn good.

She handed him the book with nervous hands and he wondered what those hands would feel like moving over his naked body. What she would think if he just tossed the damn book and dragged her against him to let her feel how rock-hard he was and how much he craved her. And as he opened it to stare at the autograph she had scrawled over the flyleaf page, he knew that she was not leaving here tonight until he had tasted every inch of that creamy skin.

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And It Began With....

My first published book will always hold a very special place in my heart!

An Excerpt From: Ageless Desires

Copyright: TESSIE BRADFORD, 2009

All rights reserved, Ellora’s Cave Publishing, Inc.

 “What are you doing, Katie?” Bryan asked cautiously as he raised an eyebrow and watched her set her dishes in the sink.

“Well, you and Jason probably have things that you want to do tonight, so I was going to leave you to it. Jason, it was really nice to meet you, maybe I’ll see you again sometime.” Kate knew that she was talking too fast and most likely coming off as a complete flake but she had to leave a situation that made her this uncomfortable, this confused. She walked behind Bryan’s chair, put her arms around his neck and kissed him on the cheek. When Kate tried to back up, Bryan locked his hands around her wrists, quite effectively holding her in place. When Bryan spoke, it was in a low, authoritative tone.

“You are spending the night here, Kate.”

Because Kate couldn’t see Bryan’s expression from her angle, she couldn’t gage his mood. He didn’t sound mad, exactly. He actually sounded a bit like he did when he wanted her to be submissive in bed. With that thought, Kate quickly glanced at Jason, who she now noticed was staring directly at Bryan and paying no attention to her. She had no idea what to do or say.

“Hey Jason, could you please pour us all a glass of brandy and then meet us in the living room, say in ten minutes?”

“Sure,” Jason left the table without another word.

“Let’s go, Katie.” Bryan stood up and turned toward her, still holding onto her wrists. The look in his eyes sent fire straight to her pussy. He wasn’t mad, he was as turned on as she had ever seen him. Risking a glance at his crotch, she wondered why his jeans hadn’t exploded yet. She looked back at his face and reality hit her so hard she was glad that he still had a hold of her, because if he hadn’t, she would have crumbled to the floor.

Oh Lord, she thought frantically, Jason saw that look! Oh good Lord, she thought even more frantically, was that the look that I saw on Jason’s face too? They weren’t thinking about— No, it was impossible. No, I couldn’t, they couldn’t. This is way out of my league. Talking wildest fantasies in the privacy of the bedroom was one thing but Bryan must have lost his mind if he thought I could actually…

Kate couldn’t breathe. She purposely let him see the welling panic in her eyes.

“Come on, hon, there’s nothing to be afraid of,” he coaxed as he led her to the couch and then gently guided her into a sitting position. He came down next to her and while cradling the back of her head, he kissed her forehead, then both her eyelids, then the tip of her nose, then her chin.

“It’s obvious, honey, that Jason turns you on.” Kate opened her mouth to protest but Bryan put his finger to her lips, silencing her. “That’s not a bad thing, Katie.” He took her hand and laid it over his crotch. “I’ve never been so horny in my whole life.”

“Bryan, I don’t know what you have in mind but…”

“I think you know exactly what we have in mind. I also think that if you could just relax, you would discover that it excites you as much as it does us.”

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