The Book That Started It All

First I want to say Happy Birthday to my husband, who turns 40 today. This is HIS favorite book to date. Whenever he tells people his wife writes he tells them about Mistletoe Studs.

This book came out in Dec 2008 and still gets rave reviews. Here's a little taste in honor of my DH.

Got Studs? Christmas may be over, but these twins will heat you up on any night.

Mistletoe Studs available now at www.aspenmountainpress.com

Blurb:

Meg Trainor has one wish for Christmas every year: Two men who will fulfill all her fantasies.Santa's in a giving mood this year.Brothers and co-owners of Turquoise Toys, Brad and Shane Griffin will give her a Christmas she'll never forget.

Excerpt:

“Did someone come without asking permission?” Shane asked.

“I’m afraid Meg has been a very naughty girl already. And to think I just finished with her first punishment.”

“I’m sorry,” she offered. She was far from sorry. That was the most mind boggling orgasm she’d ever experienced. Blood rushing to the tips of her nerve endings in her buttocks, to the core of her pussy as his finger drove home faster and faster, it was perfect.

“That didn’t sound sincere to me. What do you think Brad?”

“I think she likes being a naughty girl. Do you like being punished like a naughty girl Meg? Is that why you came without permission?”

“I didn’t know I needed permission. No one told me,” she said in her own defense.

They hadn’t told her, not that it would have made a difference. There was no holding that one back.

“She’s right. We didn’t tell her.” Shane defended her. “This time we let her go. But she did speak without permission. Maybe it’s time to find something to keep her quiet.”

What was he thinking? One of those ball gags she seen on the flyer? She didn’t have to wait long to find out.

“Take the blindfold off her,” Shane said to Brad.

Shane knelt on the couch in front of Meg’s bent body. His hard shaft glared at her, pre-cum begging for her to lick it off, releasing it from its straining desire. The sound of Brad shucking off his clothes was evident behind her. Meg dared to be brave and swiped a lick of the tip of Shane’s head.

“Wow, little lady,” Shane jumped to his feet. “That’s definitely not allowed without my permission.”

“I thought…” she gave him an innocent look, licking her lips.

“You thought what?” Shane challenged.

“I thought you wanted me to taste you.”

“I think someone really enjoys being punished,” Shane stated.

“Either that or she doesn’t realize who’s in control here. Maybe it’s time to show her,” Brad suggested.

“Stand up,” Brad demanded.

Obediently, Meg stood, stretching; she watched the muscles in Brad’s back flexing as he walked over to the table. The way his butt cheeks tightened was so sexy. He had a gorgeous body. She wanted to explore every inch of his body, taste every delicious inch of skin. Would he allow her the opportunity when all was said and done? When they finally had their car fixed and were able to resume their lives would Brad Griffin allow Meg the chance to examine his body closer or would he drive off into the horizon never to be seen again? She couldn’t bear the thought of never seeing him again. Meg shook away the thoughts. For now, she’d concentrate on the glory of the day and the gifts they were offering.

Brad meant business when he said he was going to show her who was in charge this time. The paddle he carried now looked like a glossy two by four with a small handle on the end, nothing like the cute little one he used earlier. She remembered; it was called the Turquoise Smacker in the flyer.

Shameless Self Promo Day 2

I know I should be writing a blog about writing, but I'm on a shameless self promotion week. Today I'm sharing a tidbit from Mistletoe Studs. With the holidays just around the corner (ack!) I'm not a winter person, though I live in the northeast, this story will warm you up on a cold winter's night!

Blurb:

Meg Trainor has one wish for Christmas every year: Two men who will fulfill all her fantasies.

Santa's in a giving mood this year.

Brothers and co-owners of Turquoise Toys, Brad and Shane Griffin will give her a Christmas she'll never forget.

Excerpt:

Meg couldn’t believe her eyes. These were not the toys she had imagined. She thought he was talking about children’s toys. These were not intended for children. These were adult toys in every sense of the word. There were floggers, paddles, butt plugs, ball gags, straps with dildos attached and handcuffs—all Turquoise, explaining the name. Meg wasn’t naive about the BDSM world. When she realized her desire to submit she wanted to know the who, what, where and why. She read everything she could about the subject. She knew enough about it to understand.

She’d even bought a few toys to experiment with. Like the ping pong paddle she’d purchased when she was curious to know what it felt like to be spanked. It wasn’t something she did regularly but when she was in the mood for a good orgasm she’d slap her cheeks a few times before using her favorite vibrator. She never had dated a man who was actually part of that world.

Brad was gay so he wouldn’t be offering. What a shame because she could see them having fun together!

Could he be carrying a bagful of goodies? Maybe Santa was going to be extra special to her this year. Please Santa I’ve been a good girl all year long. Please tell me you sent Brad with something extra special for my stocking this year.

Halfway though the job, Meg decided it was time to go back to her stranger. He’d been out there long enough. By now, he knew she was aware of his secret.

Turning she ran smack into his broad chest again. “We really need to stop meeting like this.”

Clearing her throat, she took a step back only to come against the copier. “I was just coming out to see you.”

He stepped closer, closing the small gap between them. “How are you doing?” His voice dripped with desire.

“Fantastic. Your copies are just about done.”

Damn she wished he’d step back. He was much too close. He turned her on.

“Are you sure?” He traced his finger along her cheek.

She gulped, her body overheating.

He bent closer, taking her lips. He kissed her slowly. She melted against him; her arms snaked around his neck. He touched her breast, causing a moan to escape her lips. His bulge brushed against her. He wanted her.

While he kissed her, his fingers unzipped the back of her dress then unsnapped her bra. He pushed the garments down around her waist, exposing her breasts.

His mouth covered her nipple, sucking until it puckered. God his mouth felt good. How long had it been since a man had his mouth on her? Too long. Lisa was right; she needed to get laid, but not by Kenny.

When Brad moved to the other breast she thought for sure she was going to crumble to the floor. Her hands gripped the edges of the copier to steady herself.

“I’m going to f*ck you Meg, right now.