Afton Locke's Got A "Stripper With Spice"!

Today's special guest is Afton Locke. She's going to share a little taste of her newest release from Ellora's Cave "Stripper With Spice"! It looks hot and spicy too. If love stories with an older heroine making a heat and heart match with a younger man--this story is for you!

Thank you for hosting me today. I’m excited to talk about the spice ROSEMARY, and my latest release, Stripper With Spice, a contemporary erotic romance.

Rosemary Everlasting

The spice of the day is rosemary. Honestly, I’m not sure I’ve ever eaten it, but it smells nice. Hearing the word conjures up images of the 1970s horror flick. Historically, the leaves were wrapped around meat to preserve it. Might come in handy during the next power outage. If you want to keep your burgers fresh during the next family picnic, try it out. After all, a good burger is worth preserving for a while.

But some things in life aren’t worth preserving, such as a bad job or a relationship, and sometimes things need to change.  When changes are fun, such as getting a new color of nail polish, we’re thrilled, but when icky changes approach us, we sometimes hit the floor kicking and screaming.

I had a summer relationship once. Talk about hot, steamy, and passionate. I’m sure I could have won a contest for number of hours spent making out in a car. It was so good, it never occurred to me it would end. It was great while it lasted, but when I moved away to go to college, I found I didn’t want to continue. Because I was the one moving on, it wasn’t as hard as other changes I’ve made. He got married not long after, so it must not have been too hard on him either!

In Stripper With Spice, Janice really needs to change her career. She works all the time, is constantly worried about losing her job, and doesn’t even enjoy what she does. Then Carlos comes along. At first he does his best to distract her from all that overtime with a lot of hot sex, but as things deepen, scary, new paths begin unfolding for her. Will she have the courage to make the change?

Stripper With Spice

Publisher:  Ellora's Cave Publishing

Release Date:  10 January 2014

eBook ISBN #:  978-14199-49050

Buy eBook:  http://www.ellorascave.com/stripper-with-spice.html

Stay tuned for reviews and more: http://www.aftonlocke.com/spice.html

Watch the Book Trailer: http://youtu.be/cYIzIyett4Y

Blurb

Getting back on her feet after unemployment, Janice treats herself to an erotic-romance convention. After winning a two-hour fantasy date with Carlos Aguilar, a young stripper, she decides to have a one-time fantasy fling.

When Carlos entices her back to the bedroom—and a few public places—for more sizzling sex, he unleashes her passions, including a secret desire to be a chef. Janice learns there’s more to this heartthrob than a hot body, but job security comes first.

To convince her he’s more than a fantasy, Carlos teaches her trust with his body. But when that trust is finally tested to the limit, she’ll be torn between clinging to safety and taking a chance on a whole new life.

Excerpt (explicit)

Stripper With Spice - Copyright © AFTON LOCKE, 2014 - All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing, Inc.

I chose you.

He looks and sounds so serious and honest, how can I not be completely convinced? His words echo inside my head as he grips both sides of my face and lowers his mouth to mine in slow motion. The thrill bubbles return to my bloodstream as if the elevator cable has just snapped, dropping us to the basement.

Unlike last night’s, this kiss is slow and full of promise. He samples my mouth as if we have all the time in the world. A flash of mint-flavored tongue pierces my soul, tearing a moan from my throat. With one hand still on the button, I raise my other to his shoulder. Feeling the bare, hot skin there fuels my desire, pushing me dangerously close to the edge of self-control.

“Do you want this as much as I do, Janice?”

God, yes. I need more…all of you.

I reply by sliding my hand across the tiger-striped fabric over his back. The warm satin, with muscles moving under it, is just as sexy as bare skin. His hips dance against mine—rubbing, thrusting and teasing. My fingers move to the worn waistband of his jeans at his side, wanting to pull them off. My body throbs, needing him as I’ve never needed anything before.

When he pulls my finger off the close-door button, the door opens to reveal an annoyed looking family of five waiting to get on. The parents, obviously noticing Carlos’ wild vest and our heavy breathing, exchange a disgusted look.

Carlos takes my hand and leads me off the elevator. My heart races as we walk down the corridor. Luckily, the carpet absorbs the trembling in my legs so it doesn’t make a sound.

He stops at one of the doors. I fixate on the way he slides his keycard from his back pocket and inserts it into the door reader. It’s something I’ve done myself a million times without thinking, but this is different. This is foreplay.

The door responds with a little click and a flashing green light. I guess we just got the green light for wild, hot sex. My heart accelerates even more. If it goes any faster, he’ll have to call a paramedic. I can read the headline now.

Boring financial analyst dies from anticipating sex with a hot cover model.

I check my watch. Fifteen minutes have passed.

“We still have plenty of time.” He ushers me inside and closes the door behind me.

The room is completely dark because the drapes are drawn. It’s as if we’ve entered a private cave, hidden from the world. This is it, I think as Carlos flips on a dim lamp. We’re really going to do this. We’re going to have sex.

“Come in and make yourself comfortable,” he says.

I stay where I am but gaze around the room, noticing with approval how neat he is. His clothes hang in the closet and his toiletries are laid out on one corner of the sink. The smoky-brown bottle probably contains the mysterious mesquite scent. I wish he were a slob so I could tell myself it would never work between us.

It doesn’t take long for my attention to stumble across the centerpiece of the room, the large bed. Is it another stage? Is the perfectly pressed red cover the curtain? Unlike the platforms we shared for the photo shoot and lap dance, this one is completely private.

What if he doesn’t like my performance?

Coming Soon

Rock My Boat

Workaholic CEO Rhonda Simms embarks on a Caribbean cruise to create an ad campaign for a big maritime freight client. She finds it impossible to concentrate, however, when Simon Mann, a blue marlin shifter, sets his sights on her. From a private, hands-on safety briefing to a wild ride in the ocean, he rocks her ordered world.

Simon drowned years ago in a shipwreck caused by Rhonda’s client, and he’ll do anything to be a normal man again. As his mate, Rhonda is the only person who can help him.

Tired of being so responsible, Rhonda is ready to let loose with a shipboard fling. Mating with Simon could cost a lot more than her virginity, however. Will she stick to her present course or will she let this sexy alpha rock her boat?

This story will be part of the Tall, Dark & Alpha boxed set, which will release 8 March 2014.

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Contest

This post is part of the Stripper With Spice Blog Tour.    

The grand prize for the tour is the winner's choice of a wall-mountable black scroll spice rack or The Spice Lover's Guide to Herbs and Spices book (U.S. shipping address only).

To be eligible, COMMENT on this post. The comment MUST relate to the spice I’m posting about in at least ONE of these ways:

 1) How you cook with it or use it in food OR

 2) How you use it as a natural remedy OR

 3) How it reminds you of a particular man or intimate encounter

The tour winner will be announced at http://www.aftonlocke.com/SpiceTour.html on January 18th.

Thank you Afton, best wishes to you!

XXOO Kat

Are you a Cougar? Can you roar, HAT TRICK?

Winging my way home as you read this, from Romanticon with my buddies, Desiree Holt, Regina Carlysle and Allie Standifer. Yep, we are all on the same plane!
And for you?
A taste of my menage Cougar Challenge release out October 20, HAT TRICK.
www.jasminejade.com/ps-8700-50-hat-trick.aspx

(Copyright 2010, Cerise Deland. All rights reserved.)

“You have children?” Trey’s brows shot up. “You don’t look old enough for that.”

“I am,” she said flatly as she whisked drops of moisture from her glass, wondering if this revelation about age and children would have both men walking out the door. “Clay is nearly twenty-four and in med school in New York. He is my husband’s and my only child. A great guy, too, I must say.” She lifted her glass in a toast. “To great men.”

“Carla tells us you were crazy about your husband,” Gage said.

“I was. Walt was a sweet man, a hard-working rancher and when he died, I thought I had lost all my passion for living.” She tried to smile and failed. “But I am still here and loving my life.”

“You never thought of leaving Winterhalter?” Trey asked.

“Never had a reason to. It’s certainly small, and I know everyone, which is good and bad. But don’t get me wrong, I love to travel, too.”

“Really?” Gage looked intrigued. “We do, too. Where do you go?”

“Every six months or so since my husband died, I pick a city in Europe and go alone for two weeks. I do the ruins and the cathedrals. I shop ’til I drop. And wow, do I eat!”

Both men grinned.

“Can’t prove it by us,” Gage praised her.

“You are one terrific-looking woman,” Trey told her, his green gaze caressing her face and drifting ever so deliberately down her throat to the vee of her white cotton blouse. “So what are you? Forty-two? Three?”

“Five. Forty-five.”

“I’m thirty-three,” Gage told her in a hushed voice.

“And I’m a year younger.”

Her lips parted. Each man sat silently looking at her, waiting for her reaction. What could she say without sounding like a predatory female? You are both stunning specimens of manhood? I want each of you? “Seems like age has nothing to do with how successful you both are.”

“It hasn’t.” Gage nodded and took in a huge breath. “The three of us went to Texas Tech together and from our folks we were each fortunate enough to inherit some money. We pooled it after we graduated, bought a ranch outside Dallas ten years ago and turned it into a shopping mall.”

“We built from there. Now, we are committed to finding a piece of land in an area where we can develop a five-star resort.” Trey finished his margarita. “We’ve done some research of this area. Jed and Gage and I think Carla’s ranch and some adjacent acreage might be the right place. But we need more help. Someone who knows the land. The ecology. The politics. The people. Gage and I hoped you would ride around with us for a few days. Show us the sights. Tell us about the town.”

Belle didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. They wanted her around not for good loving, but for her knowledge? Wow, had she gotten this all wrong. She felt like a fool. Did she look like one, too?

Gage seized her hand. “Belle? Darlin’, look at me.”

She felt Trey stroke her arm.

She gulped and trained her gaze on Gage.

“We had the research planned before we came. Before we met you. Before we enjoyed being with you. And now that we have and we see how lovely you are, how sweet and smart, we want to stick around. We want to be with you.”

“Belle, cara,” Trey crooned. “We thought you’d like the idea of being with us. Helping us. But we want your company. You.”

She bristled with excitement. Beneath the table, Gage’s foot slid over to stroke hers.

Trey’s knee pressed hers. “Belle, with all your long auburn hair. And those pink lush lips. And your dreamy purple eyes. Honey, you are a vision. A ripe and delicious-looking woman who needs good company. And we want to show you how we treasure you.”

With compliments like that, what was a girl to do? Say no? Not likely. Say absolutely? Darn right! Say…

“I would love to help you. Be with you.”

“We don’t want to rush you,” Trey said. “But if you prefer one of us, the other would be disappointed, but good with that.”

If I prefer one of you? If? Her mind whirled. There was no question in her mind now about the topic they really discussed. With a few teensy issues left barring the way, she knew she was now ready to take the Challenge. “You don’t have relationships back home in Dallas with anyone who might get jealous? I wouldn’t want to damage—”

“No,” Trey replied. “I need a woman who gets in my head, first. Not any like that I’ve met in years.”

“And I meet too many women who are looking at my wallet, first,” Gage said.

“Where are their brains?” she wondered, then collected her own. “Have you both been attracted to the same woman before?”

“We have. Once.” Gage played with her fingers. “Trey and I know we have the same tastes. We don’t let jealousy become a problem. We know how to share.”

Wow. Two men who share. Had she ever dreamed of such a thing? She squeezed her thighs together. Her pussy was getting all swollen and juicy just imagining the fun she was about to have.

Trey fiddled with her wedding ring. “But the last time we shared was years ago. We haven’t found a woman in a very long time who is fascinating. And you, Belle Sterling, are one rare and exciting lady.”

The waiter appeared at Gage’s elbow. “Have you had a chance to look at the menu?”

“We certainly have,” Gage told him, checking Trey’s face and then Belle’s.

The waiter nodded in deference to Belle. “For starters, we have the soup or the salad. What would the lady like?”

She considered the possibilities. With a knowing smile at Trey and then Gage, she looked up at the waiter and told him. “Both.”

Contract on a "Beautiful Stranger."

After months of struggling to complete numerous WIPs, I finally sent a couple of completed books to my editor early Christmas Eve! She graciously took on the unwelcome Christmas surprises she found in her digital stockings and got back to me January 2nd. I love my editor. She’s a hard-working woman! I’m so excited to announce my first book contract of 2010. It’s a novel-length “Sophisticate” for Ellora’s Cave called “Beautiful Stranger.”

“Blurb: Lily Fontaine is a Los Angeles news anchor and former beauty queen but those roles don’t suit her anymore. She’s healing from a hurtful divorce and ready to take some confidence building risks with her career and love life.

To jumpstart her sex life she considers hiring a male escort as a special birthday treat. Her best friend suggests a provocative solution to her dilemma. On her birthday, she embarks on a daring adventure. She returns to New Orleans, the place of her birth to meet a gorgeous young man. She plans to fly in and fly out for a three-day weekend of great food, cool music and hot sex with no attachments and no further contact with the young man -what can go wrong?

David is perfect, the man of her dreams. He’s intelligent, talented and strapping hot. He’s young but he’s caring and knows how to sexually take charge. The attraction is instant. In a rustic shack on the bayou lust blooms into love. He wants her but can she accept a beautiful stranger into her life?”

I don’t yet have a release date but I’m so looking forward to sharing a little more with you.

XXOO Kat