tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-287641642024-03-23T11:17:52.154-07:00Lacy UnderthingsThis is Erotic Author Lacy Danes's journal. To find out more about Lacy check out www.LacyDanes.comLacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.comBlogger217125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-673153419110683612013-01-01T13:48:00.001-08:002013-01-01T13:52:09.751-08:00New BlogHey everyone,
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Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-73476260077135696962011-11-06T18:24:00.000-08:002011-11-06T18:43:20.148-08:00Writing update...So I thought I would give an update on my writing. <br /><br />I am working on finishing the first novella of a four brothers anthology. Before I took my break I had completed about 20K of this book. When I reread it recently I loved the story and hated my heroine. So I have been rewriting and adding more pages. I will have this first novella complete and off to my CPs by the end of 2011. YAY! <br /><br />I also have started researching a new time period. I grew up watching westerns with my Dad. They were pretty much on all the time. I always loved them. <br /><br />A few months ago Mr. Danes and I watched all three seasons of Deadwood. We LOVED it and we are looking forward to the premiere of Hell On Wheels tonight. Mr. Danes suggested maybe to jump start my excitement I should look at writing a western. <br /><br />I loved the idea, so this weekend Mr. Danes and I took a trip to the Mecca of books Powells. I came away with:<br /><br />Soiled Doves by Anne Seagraves<br />Tough Towns by Robert Barr Smith<br />Seeking Pleasure in the Old West by David Dary<br />Encyclopedia of Western Gunfighters by Bill O'Neal<br /><br />I have been reading ever since we came home. Every time I have taken a break from my chores, I sit down and read. I'm fascinated by the time. I feel a new and different story energy brewing and it feels amazing.<br /><br />So, as i finish up my current novella, I will continue to read, take notes, and brainstorm about my new characters. yummm!<br /><br />Hugs, <br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-55595401540787876182011-10-31T10:31:00.000-07:002011-10-31T10:39:23.458-07:00The Fantastic TJ Michaels and Free Stuff!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBdpOKZb9teEjQSB8MQSYIoMgenQ9oq99EikWGk4lzrLPxSfAR-W6vk-cYkVBmfKKSFpPnm8XErboa9ot41QCDOG7fR0tX65MTwQt3nkTGJGcavSH693Z5pyBgvweW2IO8I1Qk/s1600/TJM_CariniansSeeker.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiBdpOKZb9teEjQSB8MQSYIoMgenQ9oq99EikWGk4lzrLPxSfAR-W6vk-cYkVBmfKKSFpPnm8XErboa9ot41QCDOG7fR0tX65MTwQt3nkTGJGcavSH693Z5pyBgvweW2IO8I1Qk/s200/TJM_CariniansSeeker.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669711236276727330" /></a>Squeeee really is a word!<br />Totally excited to bring you FREE STUFF! Carinian's Seeker, Vampire Council of Ethics Book 1, published by Samhain Publishing, is FREE from November 1, 2011 to November 14, 2011. This book was nominated for a CAPA award for Best Paranormal Romance of the Year by The Romance Studio and is one of my favorites. It's a bit of a different take on sexy vampires in that none of these guys are dead. But they are gorgeous, deadly and on a mission. Get it free from Amazon or Barnes and Noble for your Nook or Kindle.<br /><br />Kindle: <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Carinians-Seeker-Vampire-Council-ebook/dp/B001DOHZ64/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1319749541&sr=8-2">http://www.amazon.com/Carinians-Seeker-Vampire-Council-ebook/dp/B001DOHZ64/ref=sr_1_2?ie=UTF8&qid=1319749541&sr=8-2</a><br /><br />Nook: <a href="http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/carinians-seeker-t-j-michaels/1100391658?ean=9781599983288&itm=1&usri=carinian27s%2bseeker">http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/carinians-seeker-t-j-michaels/1100391658?ean=9781599983288&itm=1&usri=carinian27s%2bseeker</a><br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ7ZDCxva6CAzUyNTljslJhuWtMxn-V1glKgpabGVr7l0iV9WkwLmmSfUP1LvXukAyN09TPXWZUJQh2L6jsIw6mqEzag9LWk8vWOWBZbLEsQZlAYCYQc-D0rnAXYQygd8pbAQS/s1600/EgyptianVoyage_coverhr.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhJ7ZDCxva6CAzUyNTljslJhuWtMxn-V1glKgpabGVr7l0iV9WkwLmmSfUP1LvXukAyN09TPXWZUJQh2L6jsIw6mqEzag9LWk8vWOWBZbLEsQZlAYCYQc-D0rnAXYQygd8pbAQS/s200/EgyptianVoyage_coverhr.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669711609877314226" /></a>In addition, we're also celebrating the release of Egyptian Voyage, a paranormal tale with exquisitely evil bad guys, kick ass heroines and even more kick-ass heroes, all on a race of life and death across the Mediterranean. <em><strong>Use this code: AQ73D and get 35%</strong></em> off on this full-length book over at Smashwords. You can get it at Amazon and BN, too...but Smashwords has it on sale ;D<br /><br />Smashwords Buy Link: <a href="http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/99031">http://www.smashwords.com/books/view/99031</a><br /><br />Happy reading!<br />TJLacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-29651783806876938572011-09-15T19:09:00.000-07:002011-09-17T17:48:17.330-07:00Getting Back To WritingI took almost a year off from serious writing. <br /><br />Last October I hit a personal wall. I had lived through a totally crap year and was struggling in all aspects of my life. I was overwhelmed; recovering from sexual harassment which did a number on my self esteem, lost a great job because of it (my boss was the culprit), and, I had been when this hit me, nursing an emotional/sexual trust wound that had not yet healed. To say, I needed time away from everything that was even remotely related is an understatement. So, I did the severe and severed. I asked my then boyfriend(now husband) if we could take a month or so completely off. I stopped writing. I focused on nothing but healing myself and being with my kids. <br /><br />The thing that helped me through all of this was journaling. I wrote, and wrote. I wrote all of my journal entries as if I wrote to my now husband. I shared these with him when we started to talk again and he was blown away with what I had done to heal myself and how much I was connected to him in this journey. He had also explored his soul, and desires, while we were apart, and had discovered he too, no matter what, needed me in his life, as his life partner and soul mate.<br /><br />We married this past June. <br /><br />I am now at a point where life is really F*ing fantastic and I want to start writing again. I really need too. I have all these story ideas that swirl into my mind but I am afraid. It is strange to say that because really, with my journaling, I have never really stopped. What scares me is when I write a romance story, or a sexual story, or any fiction, the story consumes me. When I am at work, at home, with the kids, story bits come flying into my head and I need to write them down, and get them out. I think I am afraid that if I start back my life will change again. I fear that life will go backward. That the circles I have fought so hard to rid my life of will start again. <br /><br />I open my WIP every day. I tweak a sentence. I write a new one. Or two. Or even an entire page. <br /><br />But then… I stop.<br /><br />I think about my kids, I think about my husband and I wonder, can I do it all again?<br /><br />Can I be a the good mother I know I am (the kind my kids deserve), be the good wife and lover my husband deserves (especially after all my husband and I have been through to get here), work a high tech full time job, and write the stories that swirl in my head?<br /><br />So I have decided to write of my struggles for awhile, to share with you all my triumphs with getting my next story out of my head and down on paper. <br /><br />Hugs, <br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-63405376553718994792011-08-31T20:43:00.000-07:002011-08-31T20:51:22.775-07:00Games... Games... Games...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI6kscZIUC0ozBjdj4HiGoCVWU8WkmtrEof9sspjpzEo1lrnSoCYgIOOiOmB3SyW_BJfSJgvxFiTCNRXeS2XmT1YEO0M44oUSjV0H9Sd_kAIX-qq9Xpq1uR4eMRxxri17mXOau/s1600/DSCF5892.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiI6kscZIUC0ozBjdj4HiGoCVWU8WkmtrEof9sspjpzEo1lrnSoCYgIOOiOmB3SyW_BJfSJgvxFiTCNRXeS2XmT1YEO0M44oUSjV0H9Sd_kAIX-qq9Xpq1uR4eMRxxri17mXOau/s200/DSCF5892.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647233062630245618" /></a>I am in search of fun games for 2 or 4.
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<br />I grew up playing Rummy with my parents and watching them play Penny Poker with their friends. I have never tried Poker. Though I was recently introduced to Hearts, which I quickly loved.
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<br />I picked up a Cribbage board this week with the kids. I have not read the instructions yet, but was told by the cashier it was her favorite game and no one she knew, knew how to play it!
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<br />So any suggestions would be greatly appreciated!
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<br />What are your favorite 2 or 4 player games?
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<br />Hugs,
<br />Lacy.
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<br />Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-55066583220583552452011-08-02T20:13:00.000-07:002011-08-02T20:44:42.033-07:00Photos From Our ICEBALL Celebration.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-dAr4a5Ow7Hg9XaJn-lTIMBsqse7zV67WdaTjV27In2rkPaunrBgTmVBsjVyGsYMO_HT-C-4E70sWnqtZss1m-jUqSIJZt_HU9Y-PJRdprp3A9ZIp53skWpZNUiCzF10bnMhl/s1600/DSC_3432.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 190px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj-dAr4a5Ow7Hg9XaJn-lTIMBsqse7zV67WdaTjV27In2rkPaunrBgTmVBsjVyGsYMO_HT-C-4E70sWnqtZss1m-jUqSIJZt_HU9Y-PJRdprp3A9ZIp53skWpZNUiCzF10bnMhl/s200/DSC_3432.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636467229666136706" /></a><br /><br />My husband and I express how much we love each other by saying "ICEBALL". This came about by me saying to him "I love you to pluto and back. Wait. Pluto is no longer a planet, what is it?"<br /><br />Mr. Danes..."Its an ICEBALL." So now we just say "ICEBALL". Grin. <br /><br />We were married on June 11th 2011. The day was amazing. The sun peaked out and the guest say that as we came together before the Officiant that a pair of humming birds danced above our heads. <br /><br />Enjoy!<br /><br />Mr. Danes and I.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO_te4uitV9IHleZRBVeQ3-2TCHEX9PkuYXPK2GdNQh0seuY-tGsOuujtTmSsk8bQAIqGyy4syVmBnL6ofwktNbd6ZiUxEnvLKoSrMwMbNVcfOuSu1J7_YrOVvBGHP9D0D7MS1/s1600/DSCF5982.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgO_te4uitV9IHleZRBVeQ3-2TCHEX9PkuYXPK2GdNQh0seuY-tGsOuujtTmSsk8bQAIqGyy4syVmBnL6ofwktNbd6ZiUxEnvLKoSrMwMbNVcfOuSu1J7_YrOVvBGHP9D0D7MS1/s200/DSCF5982.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636464884456800626" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_mKUzFHXwpDsY4-PWAZtBHVQUVupXThBZWsxSri6WO5MYeO_N2f6_hthenNscPPfEmjCYrqWvCsVAiwUjob7lsqlMLGIraH4shsfs9s9MHbuDPjPE50DWqcEaK_hqjp5Ame_9/s1600/DSCF5993.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg_mKUzFHXwpDsY4-PWAZtBHVQUVupXThBZWsxSri6WO5MYeO_N2f6_hthenNscPPfEmjCYrqWvCsVAiwUjob7lsqlMLGIraH4shsfs9s9MHbuDPjPE50DWqcEaK_hqjp5Ame_9/s200/DSCF5993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636467652518384402" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia8BUHllfB5mTdBlgoqm9OBM0KFvBNyBQSTQwqnDuim220-D3TndcakJ87cdPbAA6IS7MPN7FGKyyXWci4EiyoNBJMl5RmndoZzAQsnyR6R6N4K_kkaGQAFBSDzf5J-d2T57n4/s1600/DSC_3249.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEia8BUHllfB5mTdBlgoqm9OBM0KFvBNyBQSTQwqnDuim220-D3TndcakJ87cdPbAA6IS7MPN7FGKyyXWci4EiyoNBJMl5RmndoZzAQsnyR6R6N4K_kkaGQAFBSDzf5J-d2T57n4/s200/DSC_3249.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636466656243782994" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqZUFjyQAD2Nz7oVHbVCF0EtFux5ZGTmWfUQ5-BcxsUpdaRZYTCxDev2VpWxebh55EcrERKgd1V1dLvQ7dLiBiXWzvMKkFTjGCiTSmVMrYNgp2kZ7mkwcsxVz096W4ZiShox6w/s1600/DSCF6018.JPG"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjqZUFjyQAD2Nz7oVHbVCF0EtFux5ZGTmWfUQ5-BcxsUpdaRZYTCxDev2VpWxebh55EcrERKgd1V1dLvQ7dLiBiXWzvMKkFTjGCiTSmVMrYNgp2kZ7mkwcsxVz096W4ZiShox6w/s200/DSCF6018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636469799669100210" /></a>Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-91829764900117957532011-06-06T13:58:00.000-07:002011-06-11T08:40:40.292-07:00In Celebration Of Our Upcoming Marriage…From now through Friday June 10th I will be giving away books and music CD's. How will it work? At 8pm PST each night I will pull a name from my comments list below to win a book of your choice from my back list, and a music CD that has one of our celebration songs on it. <br /><br />Print books and the CD will be mailed out after the wedding. Grin.<br /><br />Please check back daily to see if you won.<br /><br />The Winners and the CD's:<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Monday: #2 was randomly picked: Krystal!</span> CD:Stateless by Stateless (song from our celebration Bloodstream.)<br /><br />Tuesday: <strong>#6 was randomly picked: Christine Brooks!</strong> CD:Disintegration by The Cure (song from our celebration Love Song.)<br /><br />Wednesday:<span style="font-weight:bold;"> #5 was randomly picked: Lindsey Hutchison!</span> CD:Rattle & Hum by U2 (song from our celebration All I Want Is You.)<br /><br />Thursday:<span style="font-weight:bold;"># 7 was randomly picked:Bernadette! </span>CD:Live In New York City by Bruce Springsteen (song from our celebration If I Should Fall Behind.)<br /><br />Friday:<span style="font-weight:bold;">#8 was randomly picked: Tegan!</span> CD:Scratch My Back by Peter Gabriel (song from our celebration The Power of The Heart.)<br /><br /><br /><br />If you are one of the winners, please email me at lacy@lacydanes.com with your book selection from my books page. <br /><br />Hugs, <br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com12tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-75313375482121314602011-04-06T20:20:00.000-07:002011-04-06T20:30:13.729-07:0065 days until my wedding!There are 65 days left until my wedding.<br /><br />I have had trouble finding the second dress of my dreams, but I know I will find it. <br /><br />The catering will be done by <a href="http://www.gopro-lo.com/">Gourmet Productions</a> a fantastic menu. <br /><br />Skewered Chicken Thighs with Thai Red Curry Sauce<br /><br />Beef Tenderloin Carpaccio with Sea Salt, Arugula, and Lemon<br /><br />Wild Mushroom and Gruyere Quiche<br /><br />Miniature Cheddar Burgers with Caramelized Onion and Sautéed Mushrooms on the side<br /><br />Artisan Cheese Display with Grapes and Oregon Berries<br /><br />Crisp Asparagus with Marcona Almonds and Orange Oil<br /><br />Phyllo Triangles bursting with Sun-dried Tomatoes and Feta<br /><br />Roasted Red Potatoes with Chives, Lemon and Artichoke<br /><br />Endive Spears filled with Dungeness Crab Salad<br /><br />Seared Ahi atop a Sesame Crisp with Wasabi Aioli<br /><br />Chocolate Tartlets<br /><br />Lemon Tartlets<br /><br />Caramel Pecan Triangles<br /><br />Fresh Squeezed Lemonade<br /><br />Yum and Yum. <br /><br />More people than I expected from my side are coming to the ICEBALL celebration. <br />ICEBALL is word the future Mr. Danes and I use to describe how much we love each other. Couple speak as one of my friends says. <br /><br />For the week before the celebration in June, I will be giving away a book a day! <br /><br />Please check back often to be a part of this great occasion. <br /><br />Hugs, <br />LacyLacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-50449028748389369782011-03-08T18:10:00.000-08:002011-03-08T18:26:14.307-08:00Holding Out For a Hero, Book 3 Released Today!My amazing friend Shelli Stevens has a release today. The third book in her <span style="font-weight:bold;">Holding Out For a Hero</span> series is about a firefighter and a woman who has been hiding a crush for a few years. Check it out! <br /><br />Hugs, <br />Lacy. <br /><br /><br />One taste of her lips, and friendship is off the menu<br /><br />Holding Out for a Hero, Book 3<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpEVCI6s8r-_5fU7gJ3nuEpopRQfwhiWr0WMaiFPUnDdCUyP5i0pFRUSQ2Qq3u4pkwl4-BeT0Id5fhd14TweXuKSzkeAv_C-jH_cAnDduIwpvdgpAU58iH9XbP1whIaupLxNWV/s1600/fire-1.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjpEVCI6s8r-_5fU7gJ3nuEpopRQfwhiWr0WMaiFPUnDdCUyP5i0pFRUSQ2Qq3u4pkwl4-BeT0Id5fhd14TweXuKSzkeAv_C-jH_cAnDduIwpvdgpAU58iH9XbP1whIaupLxNWV/s200/fire-1.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5581898583615139474" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />Kate has always been everybody’s friend and the de-facto little sister to the Wyatt brothers. But her feelings for Todd Wyatt, the town’s hottest firefighter, run far beyond the sibling variety. Not that he’s ever noticed.<br /><br />After years of nursing her crush, Kate decides it’s time to take action. Except she has one awkward little secret: she’s still a virgin. She hopes she can seduce Todd without him realizing just how inexperienced she is.<br /><br />In Todd’s mind, Kate’s the sweet girl he teases and hits up for free cupcakes. One surprise kiss over the summer, though, and suddenly she’s jumped from the platonic side of his brain to the want-her-in-my-bed side. Even though the last thing he wants is to lose her friendship, his resistance to her determined seduction is slipping. Fast.<br /><br />When malicious attacks on her bakery escalate, it soon becomes clear that for all Kate’s friends, she’s made at least one big enemy. And if they don’t figure it out soon, things could take a deadly turn.<br /> <br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Flash-Point-Holding-Hero-ebook/dp/B004I43HJA/ref=zg_bs_13354_8">Order at Samhain</a><br /><a href="http://www.amazon.com/Flash-Point-Holding-Hero-ebook/dp/B004I43HJA/ref=zg_bs_13354_8">Order at Amazon</a><br /><a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Flash-Point/Shelli-Stevens/e/9781609283810/?itm=1">Order at Barnes and Noble</a><br /><br />Reviews<br />“Ms. Stevens takes a couple who has been friends their whole lives, adds a bit of spice and turns it into a grab a fan and ice water because this one is a HOT story. She also adds just the right amount of suspense combined with a knock out romance and made this the kind of book that I will read again and again.” Fallen Angel Reviews, Recommended Read<br /><br />“I would definitely recommend to any fan of contemporary romance.” Whipped Cream Reviews<br /><br />“Flash Point is a delightful story centering around Kate who is a great friend and Todd who is slowly realizing that she maybe more.” Sensual Reads<br /><br />EXCERPT<br /><br />Silence fell between them, heavy and awkward, and the longer she kept quiet, the more she just wanted to scream. She could barely deal with Todd talking to her about the women in his life, seeing them was bad enough, but having to help him with it?<br /><br />Todd seemed to sense her mood change, because any further attempts at conversation stayed firmly away from the topic of women and dating.<br /><br />When the check arrived, he handled it despite her insisting that she pay half. The entire ride home, the hot ball of anger in her belly just kept expanding, until her vision was tinted with red and her hands were clenched into fists.<br /><br />When they pulled up outside her house, she didn’t trust herself to say anything more than a terse, “Goodnight.”<br /><br />She climbed out of the truck, slamming the door behind her as she strode toward her front door. She’d just blown any pretense of playing it cool, but so what? She heard the truck door slam again, and she flinched, increasing her pace.<br /><br />Todd’s fingers curled around her elbow, spinning her around and off balance. She reached out to catch herself, just like she’d done earlier today with Walt. Only this time, there was no urge to pull away when her palms flattened against Todd’s hard, broad chest. But the fact that she was pissed, not just angry, downright pissed at Todd, had her jerking away regardless.<br /><br />Todd didn’t let her go though, instead slid his hands up her arm to pull her closer to him.<br /><br />Her heart lurched in her chest and her mouth went dry.<br /><br />“I’m sorry,” he muttered.<br /><br />She lifted her gaze to his and from the light of her porch saw the regret in his eyes.<br /><br />“There isn’t a woman I’m trying to impress with baking. I made that up.”<br /><br />Kate frowned, stilling in her efforts to free herself. “Why did you say that then?”<br /><br />“Damn it, to keep this from happening.” His head blocked out the light as it dipped, and then his mouth crashed down on hers.<br /><br />Shock ripped through her as his lips masterfully parted hers, his tongue plunging inside to taste her. She couldn’t move, couldn’t even respond for a moment. Until the tingling began and a liquid heat seeped through her veins, pooling heavily between her thighs.<br /><br />She was in Todd’s arms and he was kissing the hell out of her? How long had she fantasized about this?Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-32495839251248680552011-01-11T09:08:00.000-08:002011-01-11T09:14:18.077-08:00Release Day for HOUSE OF SIN!!!!<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3t3ikHBjSb9EG1CnGjmJ_5DzZqFeAJCv_oRzeQX8C4_gz_Pcw5rq01xwR4vkpl3DbM5CAyU4kiH2oP2zwgdcYvZlcVz5S32Bfqr2XifxtdlqDSck8MwbV5m_7zqwiPHZrz2FG/s1600/HouseOfSin_v2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3t3ikHBjSb9EG1CnGjmJ_5DzZqFeAJCv_oRzeQX8C4_gz_Pcw5rq01xwR4vkpl3DbM5CAyU4kiH2oP2zwgdcYvZlcVz5S32Bfqr2XifxtdlqDSck8MwbV5m_7zqwiPHZrz2FG/s200/HouseOfSin_v2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5560977385908910562" /></a><br />Today is release day for my book <a href="http://www.lacydanes.com/house-of-sin/">HOUSE OF SIN</a> and to celebrate I am over at the <a href="http://www.smutketeers.com/2011/01/11/the-smutketeers-do-lacy-danes/">Smutketeers</a> giving away a free book! Please stop by and say hi for a chance to win and to learn more about my naughty Victorian erotic romance.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-14073404608571241282011-01-07T11:17:00.000-08:002011-01-07T11:27:25.244-08:00I LOVE This Band!The Fratellis!<br /><br />A Heady Tale<br /><br /><iframe width="480" height="295" src="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=oojlvGjGbdk&NR=1" frameborder="0"></iframe><br /><br />Pull me up a chair and keep your money<br />there's no guarantees<br />Won't you please forgive me but you know<br />Cold blooded women make me sneeze<br />And I'll kick you out the door if for just one minute you lie<br />And they'll come crashing though the wall<br />And leave you crawling till the minute you die<br /><br />Pour yourself a drink or three<br />And maybe we'll think clearer for a while<br />You may be an embarrassment but<br />I love the your clothes are never in style<br />Living's much too easy<br />And dying would be some kind of bore<br />Well you swear that you're original<br />But I know I've seen those jealous eyes before<br /><br />So steal the watch from off my wrist<br />Oh and shake me by the hand<br />We could disappear for days<br />And they wouldn't understand <br />Gypsy blood will get you far<br />And they will not miss you when you go<br /><br />Tear another hole in my brown shoes<br />And we can all sleep for a while<br />Well I told you once before I love your braces<br />And your hesitant smile<br />But please don't get me wrong it's only right<br />That you can stamp on my heart<br />Well I've seen you and your friend some place<br />You know I just can tell you apart<br /><br />Though they'll hunt you like a dog they won't take you alive<br />Cause you made them piles of money<br />Stacked up twenty stories high<br />And the boys in every bar<br />They will not miss you when you go<br /><br />So steal the watch from off my wrist<br />Oh and shake me by the hand<br />We could disappear for days<br />And they wouldn't understand <br />Gypsy blood will get you far<br />though it's far away from me<br />Look me up when you get home<br />and maybe then we'll see<br /><br />Though they'll hunt you like a dog they won't take you alive<br />Cause you made them piles of money<br />Stacked up twenty stories high<br />And the boys in every bar<br />Well they'll miss you when you're gone<br />You can tell a heady tale<br />And they'll both keep screaming on<br /><br />La la.....Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-67017643821748547222010-12-22T09:47:00.000-08:002010-12-22T10:13:34.625-08:00Wow, it has been awhile, and Happy Holidays!The last seven months have been a whirlwind for me. Filled with the High-highs and Low-lows that make life so interesting, challenging, and fun. <br /><br />I have some fantastic new to share with you during this holiday season. My very own HEA. Grin. On December 16th, my longtime best friend and lover asked me to marry him. He totally shocked me and did it in such a romantic way it still brings tears and Goosebumps. One day I will tell our story; it has been filled with all the conflict, growth, romance, and devotion, which makes for a great romance.<br /> <br />I have not stopped floating and I honestly don’t expect to anytime soon. 2011 is going to be a great year.<br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6_6AkT4xDPhrp0skCnD5JdagYmNu6X0q6Y6586RfNd8TytD7czSDoOU8pZDojajxjrJR5LGohU46KOr1qEvpNbbwY_GV-1ZhFZCadxZZEwa9WYa1s2f3E2F-gsYQT6plfJ07l/s1600/HouseOfSin_v2.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEi6_6AkT4xDPhrp0skCnD5JdagYmNu6X0q6Y6586RfNd8TytD7czSDoOU8pZDojajxjrJR5LGohU46KOr1qEvpNbbwY_GV-1ZhFZCadxZZEwa9WYa1s2f3E2F-gsYQT6plfJ07l/s200/HouseOfSin_v2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5553570645431496002" /></a>Now on to story news! In less than one month, I have a new lovely and oh so naughty story coming out. <em><strong>House Of Sin</strong></em>, is a Victorian set novella that will release on 1/11/11 from Samhanin publishing. This story is one of my favorite stories. <br /><br /><em>Her most important duty—serve the master’s pleasure.<br /><br />Emily’s dreams are simple: a life of dedicated service at a respectable estate, and a strong marriage filled with love and devotion for one man. Portage Place, the manor where her parents apprenticed, seems the perfect place to start. Though it is whispered that all is not as it seems behind its grand façade.<br /><br />The rumors, it turns out, ring with truth. The halls are saturated with sensuality, desire and lust. Despite the scandalous duties she is asked to perform, she is determined not to stumble on what could be her first step toward her dreams. Dreams that, lately, have included the manor’s fiery haired groomsman.<br /><br />A promise to watch over his younger half-brother brought Adam to Portage Place. For the first time in five years of enjoying the delights of the manor’s unbridled debauchery, Emily’s innocence touches the protector that still lives deep in his core. This house of sin may have ruined him, but he will see to it that it doesn’t ruin her.<br /><br />It seems, however, that behind every door lurks a conspiracy to bind Emily in velvet chains of desire. Until the only way out is for Adam to take the biggest risk of all…</em><br /><br /><br />I hope you enjoy it as much as I do.<br /><br />You can get a glimpse of it <a href="http://samhainpublishing.com/coming/house-of-sin">here.</a><br /><br />Happy Holidays to you all!<br /> <br />Hugs, <br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-35629295232706086172010-09-01T10:56:00.000-07:002010-09-02T07:40:55.411-07:00Decent Exposure!I usually post a sex word today, but yesterday I had a release! <br /><br /><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI6laSHtnxvG3bIQqL6_rZb73KXBBPK07rjtvt3S_3vQp_hod2bI6J_IWrfMg9ScKrl4PE5AfLaai4YrWEN30QmqZKciJF7MboSM964J3n_BTV3LRyIJN8Xk4O2mw0KJOHaSqZ/s1600/0910_DecentExposure.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 202px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjI6laSHtnxvG3bIQqL6_rZb73KXBBPK07rjtvt3S_3vQp_hod2bI6J_IWrfMg9ScKrl4PE5AfLaai4YrWEN30QmqZKciJF7MboSM964J3n_BTV3LRyIJN8Xk4O2mw0KJOHaSqZ/s320/0910_DecentExposure.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512006902986881026" /></a><br />Yesterday my second SPICE Brief <a href="http://ebooks.eharlequin.com/1744338C-7C2D-4CA0-9D32-6C15E449D85C/10/141/en/ContentDetails.htm?ID=6BC99363-8E54-453C-9B92-7602565FCD78">DECENT EXPOSURE</a> released from Harlequin ebooks. This story is naughty in a very good way. It explores the exhibitionist side of sexuality along with a healthy dose of dominance and submission. <br /><br />Here is the blurb.<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">For years Stella struggled to find out exactly who she is and what she craves. Now she knows what she wants—to add some serious spice to her sex life. After lots of sizzling instant message chats and naughty web cam sessions, she is finally meeting her online lover in person. With his help, Stella's ready to fulfill her fantasies, test her limits and try anything—for all the world to see....<br /></span><br /><br />And a little peek at the beginning.<br /><br />DECENT EXPOSURE <br /> <br /><span style="font-style:italic;">“Did you bring lube?” <br /><br />I press my cell phone to my ear and hold it in place with <br />my shoulder. “Yes, sir.” <br /><br />My heart pounds and I glance around the empty parking lot <br />washed in a pale yellow glow by the bright lights overhead. I <br />can’t believe I am doing this. Anyone can see me. I bite my <br />lower lip. People are at home in their apartments and flats; <br />their lives lit up like a moving painting before my eyes. Here I <br />sit in my car and take sexual orders from you. I barely know <br />you! Yet, somehow I trust you. <br /><br />“Squeeze some of the lube onto your fingers and slide them <br />into your pussy, then finger fuck yourself. I want to hear you <br />moaning into the phone until I get there. Even better, I want to <br />hear how wet you are.” <br /><br />Oh God. I squirm at your words and the walls of my pussy <br />swell with pressure. I will finally meet you this night. All of <br />our instant messenger chats about our desires, about limits, and <br />about how if things work well we will integrate normal life and <br />kink, have me panting at one simple request. <br /> <br />“How long until you arrive?” I slide my legs apart on the <br />seat, and the scent of my sex juices quickens my heart-beat. I <br />am dripping wet for you… no need for the lube, but as instructed <br />I squeeze a small drizzle onto my fingertips.<br /> <br />“Fifteen minutes tops.” <br /><br />I arrived early tonight. I inhale, fill my lungs, and sigh. <br />“So long? I am dripping wet.” I fidget slightly and then slide <br />my fingers into the lips of my sex, spreading the hole wide. A <br />jolt of desire clenches my ass muscles and the hairs on my arms <br />stand. <br /><br />“Ah, good girl, such a love hitch of breath. I will be <br />there shortly, my sweet, and then all the real fun shall begin.”<br /> <br />The image of you sitting in front of your computer on web <br />cam flashes before me. I push my fingers deep into my lava <br />warmth and clench my muscles about them. Your bright shining <br />blue eyes, glinting with laughter as your masculine, chiseled <br />face curves into a smile. I masturbate for you on cam with my <br />panties stuffed in my mouth, smelling the earthy scent of my <br />arousal and tasting the tart flavor of me mingled with soap on <br />the fabric. You are so very handsome, and oh that smile! A smile <br />I would get on my knees and beg to see.<br /> <br />Your attitude and the way you dominate me with your words <br />and eyes—a shiver of anticipation rushes my spine and my thighs <br />quiver-- The things you had me do online as you watched over the <br />net, had become fodder for my masturbation at night. What would <br />real time play be like?<br /> <br />You are on your way to me. This night we will play real <br />time and publically. This night your hands will trail my skin. <br /><br />“Stella, are you there?” </span><br />~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br />Hope you enjoyed!<br /><br />You can purchase DECENT EXPOSURE at <a href="http://ebooks.eharlequin.com/4DE44403-3E25-4B70-9458-2E55108D6299/10/141/en/ContentDetails.htm?ID=6BC99363-8E54-453C-9B92-7602565FCD78">Eharlequin.com</a> or <a href="http://www.amazon.com/Decent-Exposure-ebook/dp/B003ZK5MCI/">Amazon</a> for the Kindle.<br /><br />Hugs, <br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-89378595252726755542010-08-06T02:30:00.000-07:002010-08-06T02:30:00.752-07:00Welcome Erotic Author Juniper Bell and Her Naughty Regency MY THREE LORDS<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8AsfUqkhR4VcpBDYSnKZZA6Mc2ptwJDUSwa6su3lIgLpkBAchyphenhyphenTtnCssESx5d2Nod01aYlHOJfD-oh51Bf0xBMj6TMJk84fxFZiXJjWlzJKazYPsQNdoxHiMKKF9lcWi6tChQ/s1600/mythreelords_msr.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 195px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh8AsfUqkhR4VcpBDYSnKZZA6Mc2ptwJDUSwa6su3lIgLpkBAchyphenhyphenTtnCssESx5d2Nod01aYlHOJfD-oh51Bf0xBMj6TMJk84fxFZiXJjWlzJKazYPsQNdoxHiMKKF9lcWi6tChQ/s320/mythreelords_msr.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5502178770869833362" /></a><br />Welcome to <a href="http://JuniperBell.com">Juniper Bell</a>. She is new Regency erotic author with her first book out from <a href="http://www.jasminejade.com/default.aspx?skinid=11">Ellora's Cave</a> called <a href=" http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-8526-50-my-three-lords.aspx">My Three Lords</a>. <br /><br />My Three Lords<br />by Juniper Bell<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">How is one innocent country girl to choose between a Duke, a Marquis and an Earl? Must she?<br /><br />When Miss Alicia Silverwood marries the Earl of Dorchester, he whisks her off to Notre Plaisir, a country manor where erotic surprises await in the company of three powerful lords.<br />The young Earl needs a wife and heir. The cynical Marquis de Beaumont needs a playmate. And the commanding Duke of Warrington needs a reason to live. As for the new Lady Dorchester, she’s about to discover the true nature of her own sensual needs. On top of that, she’s falling in love.<br />It might take a miracle for Lady Alicia and her three lords come to an arrangement that makes them all happy. Or perhaps all that’s required is a little scandalous rule- breaking.</span><br /><br />Sounds wonderfully naughty. I am truly looking forward to reading this one. Grin. <br /><br />So here she is... <a href="http://JuniperBell.com">Juniper Bell.</a><br /><br />I’m a lifelong fan of the Regency genre, but the idea of writing Regency has always terrified me. The research, the clothing, the etiquette… I like it when other writers do all that hard work and I can sit back with some bonbons or a glass of ratafia and enjoy the finished product. <br /><br />So I have no explanation for why I decided to write “My Three Lords,” a Regency erotica – a ménage story that flashed into my mind one day. I suppose because the idea seemed so daring. An upperclass young lady, daughter of a gentlemen, becoming intimate with three very different lords? How would that come to pass, given the restricted social atmosphere of the day? What emotional path would lead the four of them there? <br /><br />If she were a courtesan or a bit o’ muslin, it would be easier. But I wanted to write the story within the confines of the “ton.” Why? Cork-brained, I guess. But the character who inspired the story, Miss Alicia Silverwood, was so clearly young and innocent that I couldn’t write it any other way. <br /><br />When I first started writing, the voice of my heroine spoke to me very clearly. I knew exactly who she was, and what she would discover about herself during her scandalous honeymoon. The three lords, the Duke, the Marquis and the Earl, fell into place as I wrote. Each one wants her and needs her for a different reason. But can they bring themselves to shatter the rules of society in order to find happiness and satisfaction? Can Alicia reconcile her desires with her role in life, that of a wife and bearer of heirs? <br /> <br />Part of the fun of the Regency period is the rules. If nothing’s holding you back from doing whatever you want, there’s no conflict. But if you know you’re supposed to behave a certain way, and your inner needs lead you in a different direction, things become very interesting. (At least to me.) <br /><br />I had a great time writing this book, which is mostly in 1st person. I got to put myself in the shoes of a young Regency miss who is lucky enough to fall for three powerful lords, although in very different ways. I got to learn which “sex words” were used in the Regency, and which weren’t. (Did you know that “muffin” was a term for breasts?) And I acquired intimate knowledge of exactly how those period undergarments worked. <br /><br />But now I’d like to take a break and go back to my old, leisurely ways. I want to relax on a couch and read other people’s books. And I would love to read more Regency erotica, stories that are focused on a sensual relationship against the backdrop of the Regency. Can anyone give me some recommendations? What’s your favorite Regency erotica? Or your favorite extra-sexy Regency that might not qualify as erotica? Comment with a title, and you’ll be entered in a drawing for “My Three Lords,” out now from Ellora’s Cave. <br /><br />Thanks for stopping by and thanks so much to Lacy Danes for having me on her blog! <br /><br />Juniper Bell <br /><br />~~~~<br /><br />If you wish to read a little taste of this story you can check out an excerpt here for <a href="http://www.jasminejade.com/productspecs/9781419928345.htm">My Three Lords.</a><br /><br />Hope you enjoyed!<br /><br />Hugs, <br />LacyLacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com13tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-47828700354310019502010-08-02T16:32:00.000-07:002010-08-02T18:11:23.343-07:00Sex Word Etymology: Nipple: 16th Century:Happy Summer Everyone!<br /><br />Sex Word Etymology for the word <span style="font-weight:bold;">Nipple</span> = Female breast.<br /><br />Nipple, is a word that originates from the 16th Century. This word is thought to originate from the "Nib", meaning point. Nipple is defined as a projection that provides an outlet for milk at the center of the female breast.<br /><br />Another variation is <span style="font-weight:bold;">Nips</span>, which is a 20th-century colloquial abbreviation.<br /><br />Historic example: I read through several of my books but could not find an example of the word nipple!!! If you know of a historic example please let me know. <br /><br /><br />Example from my books:<br /><a href="http://search.barnesandnoble.com/Being-Wicked/Lacy-Danes/e/9780758220592/?itm=8">Being Wicked</a>: Grace~ <span style="font-weight:bold;">Pg:42-43</span><br />Turning back toward Winston, she gazed at the bed. The carved platform stood only three paces from the tub. It was low to the ground and covered in the same rich crimson as the walls. <br /><br />At each corner of the bed frame, there resided an elephant head carved with elaborate detail. Their smooth, wide ears tapered down to a ridged and looped trunk. Images of ankles and wrists tied to each of the four elephants' trunks as Winston's fingertips trailed her body in a fire that engulfed her and made her eyes widen. Winston. She glanced across her shoulder at him.<br /><br />He stood with no shirt on, no shoes, and only his trousers. His smooth chest held no hair, not like Oscar's. His <span style="font-weight:bold;">nipples</span> peaked on rounded muscles. Grace's fingertips pinched together as if rolling the sensitive flesh that tapered down his flat stomach to the edge of his pantaloons. <br /><br />"Undress, Grace."<br /><br />He didn't move, but his stomach muscles visibly tensed.<br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"Undress..."</span> Reaching up, she pulled the tie to her shift and the shoulders loosened. <br /><br />Oscar had never asked her to undress for him. He had always been the one to disrobe her. Doing so was one of the intimacies he could do, and she had savored every brush of his fingers, hands, and lips on her skin as he did so. She worried the inside of her cheek. How should she go about undressing for a man?<br /><br />How would Oscar have wanted her to undress?<br /><br />Like a cat playing with its food, she would tease Winston just a bit...before doing as he wished.<br /><br />His eyes darkened and he stared at her, unmoving. <br /><br />She rotated her hips and kept her fingers tightly on the strings of her shift. I n her mind, music as exotic as the ladies of India, with their dark skin and hair, drifted in the air. Their bodies, covered in rich red and green silks embroidered with gold and silver threads, danced with her. <br /><br />She pressed the balls of her feet into the floor and bent her knees slightly, then rocked her hips, as Emma had been doing in the ballroom below. With each rock of her hips, she slowly turned around in a circle. <br /><br />Her hands rubbed the skin of her breasts, hard <span style="font-weight:bold;">nipples</span> poked the palms of her hands, In her mind, the women of India rubbed her breasts, then trailed hot hands along naked thighs. <br /><br />"Grace!"<br /><br />Grace's eyes opened, and the beautiful, exotic images faded. <br /><br />"You are a delightful dancer, Grace. I wish you to <span style="font-style:italic;">undress </span>for me."<br /><br />Her fingers shook on the strings to her shift. <span style="font-style:italic;">Take a deep breath, Grace, and relax.</span> She swallowed and lowered her eyes from his. <br /><br />"Grace. Undress now."<br /><br /><br />~~~~~~~<br /><br />Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Nipple used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions.<br /><br />This is the sixth of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.<br /><br />Enjoy,<br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-3175205948885780982010-06-22T12:20:00.000-07:002010-06-22T12:26:07.050-07:00I Sold To Samhain!I just wanted to let you know how delighted I am to be working with <a href="http://www.samhainpublishing.com/">Samhain</a>. <br />I have sold my naughty Victorian, House Of Sin, to Samhain for an early 2011 release. I don't have much more than that to say about it, but as the details unfold I will keep you posted. <br /><br />Doing the happy dance.<br /><br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-73850629509120020142010-06-14T09:22:00.000-07:002010-06-14T10:11:19.791-07:00Erotic Author Shelli Stevens Has A New Release! Bad Girls Do.<a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRQTY71Z2rxcgzQIL6xi9EbUIZ48VRHSU73-2MQGIRwpC7EWrS4nE7vPFukgCyX7jiWqryqv0Pd35w_J0GdxLRiUISC4b7PXuVgYFtaHx2j_ZKaRyHyeThm6ltg1xT74nwzD6d/s1600/BadGirlsDo_300X454.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 211px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjRQTY71Z2rxcgzQIL6xi9EbUIZ48VRHSU73-2MQGIRwpC7EWrS4nE7vPFukgCyX7jiWqryqv0Pd35w_J0GdxLRiUISC4b7PXuVgYFtaHx2j_ZKaRyHyeThm6ltg1xT74nwzD6d/s320/BadGirlsDo_300X454.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5482673187657964066" /></a>My good friend <a href="http://www.shellistevens.com/">Shelli Stevens</a> recently released a new, naughty, short story. I was lucky enough to read this before its release, and it is a great erotic read. I think you will enjoy it! Below is the blurb, and a short excerpt. <br />Enjoy, <br />Lacy!<br /><br />Bernadette has been kicked around one too many times in life. And when her politician-aspiring ex ditches her for some rags to riches girl, she sets out for revenge. One last screw to prove she can bring Winston to his knees and make him beg for her back.<br /><br /><br />But when she arrives at Winston’s penthouse, he’s got company in the form of a very sexy Pro Quarterback named Matt. Things start heating up and her party for two is starting to look like a party for three. As the night progresses, it just shows lust and sex can make it anybody’s game.<br /><br /><br />EXCERPT<br /><br /><br />I always knew Patty Lourella had Grade-A bitch tendencies, but it wasn’t until a week ago that I realized she was a man-stealing whore. Sure, she’s got a great reputation and everyone thinks she’s sweet as pie, but I’m here to tell everyone that’s all smoke and mirrors. She’s stacked like a brick house and willing to open her doors to anyone with the right knock.<br /><br /><br />Delving through my makeup bag, I pulled out my I-can-suck-cock-like-nobody’s-business shade of red lipstick and carefully applied it to my full pout.<br /><br /><br />Today, Patty was going to get a taste of her own medicine, and so was her new man—my now ex-boyfriend—Winston Charling.<br /><br /><br />After smacking my lips together, I ran my tongue over my pearly white teeth to make sure I hadn’t smudged lipstick there.<br /><br /><br />My breasts bounced in the demi bra, nipples scraping against the purple lace and tightening into hard little points as I strode to my closet. The string of my thong slid deeper into the folds between my legs, teasing the moisture that had already gathered.<br /><br /><br />Oh, yes, I was horny. Not just horny, fucking horny. I’d been planning this for days now. This little screw fest. It was my big fuck you and adios to Patty and Winston.<br /><br /><br />My vibrator was in hibernation and my body completely off limits to pleasure. I wanted to explode the minute he touched me.<br /><br /><br />And yes, I get that some people might think I’m nuts for wanting to sleep one last time with the man who’d cheated and then dumped me for some socialite wannabe.<br /><br /><br />I won’t stand here and proclaim to be a Timid Tammy who blushes at the idea of sex, nor am I necessarily the nice girl. I love sex and am not afraid to ask for—or take—what I want. Bottom line? I’m just not your average woman.<br /><br /><br />And Winston wasn’t your average man. The guy has a cock that could make a porn star jealous, and a tongue that could inspire a romance novel.<br /><br /><br />Flinging open my closet, I scanned the contents and gave a sad cluck of my tongue. I had plenty to wear, but the one thing I wanted was gone.<br /><br /><br />You see, Patty stole more than just my man. She also stole my Roberto Cavalli pumps. Frankly, it was a toss up on which was more irritating. But I’d get them back. The pumps. I didn’t want Winston back. That boat had sailed. I just wanted a farewell fuck. I just wanted to give him one last memory of exactly what he’d given up.<br /><br /><br />It just didn’t make sense to me. Being the son of a senator, Winston could’ve had any woman he wanted. And for two years, I seemed to be the chick in the running. He’d let me believe I was that woman.<br /><br /><br />But the one thing I’d learned about Winston during our time together that he was a master manipulator. I’m a little embarrassed to admit it took me getting dumped by him for me to realize I was just another one of his victims.<br /><br /><br />I should have been the perfect match for Winston. I had loads of money, mingled in all the right circles, and—to be honest—had sexual skills matching that of any high-class whore.<br /><br /><br />But no, he’d up and left me for some white-trash bimbo from Brooklyn who spent her days scrubbing toilets at the Marriot.<br /><br /><br />I can’t really blame Patty for wanting to move up the money food chain, but using our friendship—yes, we used to be friends—to achieve her new status was just downright shoddy.<br /><br /><br />With a sigh, I settled on the Manolo Blahnik stilettos that I knew would make Winston just about come in his pants. He loved me in Manolos. Or I should say, he loved fucking me in <br /><br />Manolos, because obviously loving me was never part of the equation.<br /><br />With a grim smile, I slipped on a tiny sundress that showed off all my curvy bits. Tonight, sweet revenge would be mine. And hell yes was I going to enjoy it.<br /><br />~~~~<br />If you want more, click <a href="http://www.cobblestone-press.com/catalog/books/badgirlsdo.htm">here.</a>Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-86529514032895872472010-06-02T21:03:00.000-07:002010-06-02T21:34:51.796-07:00Sex Word Etymology: Cunny: 17th Century:Sorry this is a bit late today I have had one of those....days. <br /><br /><br />Sex Word Etymology for the word <span style="font-weight:bold;">Cunny</span> = Female Genital.<br /><br />Cunny, used as slang, is a word that originates from the 17th Century in Britain. This word is thought to originate from the Cony, meaning rabbit, though it also could have been influenced by the Latin word cunnus meaning "vulva".<br /><br />There are other variations <span style="font-weight:bold;">Cunny Burrow</span>, <span style="font-weight:bold;">Cunny Catcher</span>(which was used for the penis),<span style="font-weight:bold;">Cunny Skin </span>(Used for pubic hair), and <span style="font-weight:bold;">Cunny-warren</span> (which was used for a brothel in the 18th Century)<br /><br />Historic example: <span style="font-style:italic;">"All my delight is a <span style="font-weight:bold;">cunny</span> in the night, When she turns up her silver hair."</span> Thomas D'Urfey~ Wit and Mirth. 1719.<br /><br /><br />This is another of my favorites to use in my writing. I would almost bet you could find it in each of my historicals.<br /><br />Example from my books:<br /><a href="http://www.lacydanes.com/what-she-craves/#read-an-excerpt">What She Craves</a>: Checkmate~ <span style="font-weight:bold;">Pg:165</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">She arched her hips to him. The molten pull of her <span style="font-weight:bold;">cunny</span> clasped his hardness, milking the essence from him. He bucked into her, encasing himself again and again, desperate for her to join him when he came.</span> <br /><br /><br />~~~~~~~<br /><br />Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Spend used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions.<br /><br />This is the fifth of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.<br /><br />Enjoy,<br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-52435481463099326132010-05-02T06:00:00.000-07:002010-05-02T06:00:01.079-07:00Sex Word Etymology: Peg, Pego: 18th Century:Sex Word Etymology for the word <span style="font-weight:bold;">Pego</span> = Male Genital: Penis.<br /><br />Peg, used as slang, is a word that originates from the 18th Century in Britain. This word is thought to originate from the Greek meaning fountain. <br /><br />Historic example: <span style="font-style:italic;">"...I kept my <span style="font-weight:bold;">pego</span> quite up her for a time before I thrust..." Anonymous~ My Secret Life. 1890.</span><br /><br />If you like historical erotica, you should read My Secret Life. The book is an amazing glimpse into the male mind of the era.<br /><br />I tend to like to use this word a bit in my writing. I use both the Peg and Pego versions. <br /><br />Example from my books:<br /><a href="http://www.lacydanes.com/torn-desires/#read-an-excerpt">A Red Hot Valentines Day</a>: Torn Desires~ <span style="font-weight:bold;">Pg:12</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">"Ma'am." His voice came out deep, aroused, annoyed. "Please do keep your mutt out of the road or a carriage shall run him up."<br /><br />She continued to stare at his breeches, then slowly looked up at him.<br /><br />Beautiful. Wild curls sprang in rings about her round doll face. Eyes, deep as the fresh grass she stood upon. Tingles raced up his neck in anticipation of--<br /><br />"Pardon, sir." Her face grew incredibility red as she stared him straight in the eyes. "Your umm...button's undone."<br /><br />Alistair glanced down to see the tip of his stiff <span style="font-weight:bold;">peg</span> poking through the side of his flap. <br /><br />He scowled, and with the side of his hand pushed his <span style="font-weight:bold;">peg</span> back into his pants. What did it matter really?</span><br /><br /><br />~~~~~~~<br /><br />Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Spend used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions.<br /><br />This is the fourth of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.<br /><br />Enjoy,<br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-14465522314829355622010-04-02T01:07:00.000-07:002010-04-02T01:07:00.083-07:00Sex Word Etymology: Pussy, Pussie, Puss: 17th CenturySex Word Etymology for the word <span style="font-weight:bold;">Pussy</span> = Female Genitals.<br /><br />Pussy, used as slang, is a word that originates from the 17th Century. The cat has long been associated with women. By the 17th Century the word Puss was used as a term of endearment for a woman. By the mid 17th Century people started using it as slang for the female genital. <br /><br />This is one of my personal ack words. Blush. I have a hard time writing it and saying it. Grin.<br /><br />Historic example: <span style="font-style:italic;">Aeneas, here’s a Health to thee, To <span style="font-weight:bold;">Pusse</span> and to good company.” ~Charles Cotton, Virgile Travestie, 1664.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">The word <span style="font-weight:bold;">pussie</span> is now used of a woman.”~ Philip Stubbes, The Anatomie of Abuses, 1583</span><br /><br />Example from my books:<br /><a href="http://www.lacydanes.com/books/">Being Wicked</a>~ <span style="font-weight:bold;">Pg:37</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">“Grace.” He slid his knee between her thighs and up against the wall behind her. His hand on the paneled wall reached up and grabbed her chin. He turned her head to the side and forced her gaze to the door. “You see that door, Grace? You need to walk out it. You have never belonged with this set.” The heat of her <span style="font-weight:bold;">pussy</span> seeped through his silk pantaloons and dampened his thigh. God, if she didn’t leave, he would end up carrying her up the stairs and into his bed.</span><br /><br />~~~~~~~<br /><br />Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Spend used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions.<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">This is the third of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.</span><br /><br />Enjoy,<br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-39824706444423297682010-03-17T19:26:00.000-07:002010-03-17T19:33:43.063-07:00Lujuria Animal author copies arrived today!<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb5WLT6kzRGAHtnACtnRyQItJKgqtfWH3ZKpHGpcuXSSWKsRcXRJVylpTYaL334zacuJYGXkcrFVdAmt6DMInEJhhbOVA_gLhLSVnB6Z_Iox-ntJ5O5s_NL5s4J_RfDA3LDGOA/s1600-h/LujuriaAnimal-LR.jpg"><img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 198px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhb5WLT6kzRGAHtnACtnRyQItJKgqtfWH3ZKpHGpcuXSSWKsRcXRJVylpTYaL334zacuJYGXkcrFVdAmt6DMInEJhhbOVA_gLhLSVnB6Z_Iox-ntJ5O5s_NL5s4J_RfDA3LDGOA/s320/LujuriaAnimal-LR.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449795936417773154" /></a><br />I asked a friend to get my mail for me today and boy... I wanted to kiss him! I received my very first translated book. Lujuria Animal. The book is thicker than the English version and also has cover flaps. So cool! I have not stopped grinning. Now I need to figure out how to promote in Spanish. hummm. <br /><br />Hugs, <br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-66916733189263893032010-03-02T07:54:00.000-08:002010-03-02T08:55:07.642-08:00Sex Word Etymology: Spend 16th CenturySex Word Etymology for the word <span style="font-weight:bold;">Spend</span> = ejaculate, orgasm, come.<br /><br />Spend, used as slang, is a word that originates from the 16th Century in Britain. Spending implies making a deposit or payment thus tying sex with money. It also suggests losing energy or becoming exhausted. <br /><br /><br />Historic example: <span style="font-style:italic;">With such a tool I thought he'd split her...She held it fast, and made it stand, and <span style="font-weight:bold;">spend</span> its venom into her hand.~ Thomas Bridges, A Burlesque Translation of Homer,1770</span><br /><br /><br />Example from my books:<br /><a href="http://www.lacydanes.com/what-she-craves/#read-an-excerpt">What She Craves</a>~<span style="font-weight:bold;">Lusts Vow. Pg:3-4</span><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">She stared at the octagon-shaped structure. Floor-to-ceiling windows that faced the river reflected the dappled light of the late-afternoon sun, marring the view within. Nothing. She couldn’t see a thing.<br /><br />“Oh God, Emma, his arse is so red. Reach around and touch his prick.”<br /><br />Hannah’s eyes widened. Oh my. They were engaged in a sexual act.<br /><br />“He’s not ready, Rupert,” Emma said in an exasperated voice. “Even though you could <span style="font-weight:bold;">spend</span>, I want this to last.” Emma’s squeaky voice paused. “Isn’t Kenneth supposed to join us?”<br /><br />“Who cares about Kenneth? Get on with it, woman!”<br /><br />Biting her lip, Hannah hesitated. Maybe at a different angle she could see … something. Her heart pounded in her chest as she stepped forward.</span><br /><br />~~~~~~~<br /><br />Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Spend used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">This is the second of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.</span> </span><br /><br />Enjoy,<br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-25575763133955367532010-02-02T18:24:00.000-08:002010-02-02T19:58:04.554-08:00Sex Word Etymology: Pot (Honeypot, Jampot) 17th CenturySex Word Etymology for the word <span style="font-weight:bold;">Pot</span> = Female genitalia, cunt, or pussy.<br /><br />Pot, used as slang, is a word that originates from the 17th Century in Britian. Based on the idea of a container, it was used for the female genitals. In later years Jampot (19th Century), and Honeypot (18th century) were also used. <br /><br /><br />Historic example: <span style="font-style:italic;"> In love I am not so simple, But to observe she has a Dimple. And such a one, as who would not Put all his Flesh into the <span style="font-weight:bold;">Pot</span>?</span>~ Charles Cotton , Burlesque upon Burlesque 1675. <br /><br /><br />Example from my books:<br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><a href="http://www.lacydanes.com/animal-lust/">Animal Lust</a>~Martin: Pg 6<span style="font-style:italic;"></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">" 'Twas a lovely, Jane. Ye have a sweet little <span style="font-weight:bold;">honeypot</span>. Take care of it and we'll come out here again sometime." He turned and headed off into the woods.</span><br /><br />By God. What had she done?<br /><br />~~~~~~~<br /><br />Interesting eh? If you have other examples of the word Pot, Honeypot, or Jampot used historically or in current fiction please comment below with the line, author, and year/era and I will add them to my definitions. <br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><span style="font-style:italic;">This is the first of a once a month series on Sex Word Etymology that will occur on the 2nd of every month.</span> </span><br /><br />Enjoy,<br />Lacy.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-80204763149743883172010-01-29T17:51:00.000-08:002010-01-29T18:54:12.344-08:00Writing Playlist Additions: The Airborne Toxic Event, Phoenix,and Switchfoot.Three bands that have made it onto my writing playlist. <a href="http://www.theairbornetoxicevent.com/">The Airborne Toxic Event,</a> the song <span style="font-weight:bold;">Innocence</span> is what attracted me to this band, but my oh my they have many other amazing songs too. Next Up...The band <a href="http://www.wearephoenix.com/">Phoenix,</a> the song <span style="font-weight:bold;">1901</span> has my fingers tapping away on the keyboard while I work on my WIP. Lastly, <a href="http://www.switchfoot.com/">Switchfoot,</a> their song <span style="font-weight:bold;">Mess Of Me</span> is oh so lovely. <br /><br />I hope you enjoy!!!<br /><br />Hugs, <br />Lacy.<br /><br /><br /><object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZRqMRDeJUp8&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZRqMRDeJUp8&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><object width="340" height="285"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4MXFOMpVIw&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Q4MXFOMpVIw&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="340" height="285"></embed></object><br /><br /><br /><object width="500" height="315"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/et1vriu29Qk&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&border=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/et1vriu29Qk&hl=en_US&fs=1&rel=0&border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="500" height="315"></embed></object>Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28764164.post-85990786946898560892010-01-19T10:00:00.001-08:002010-01-19T18:51:29.051-08:00Four Play From Erotic Romance Author Shelli Stevens!Looking for an erotic short story? Check out <a href="http://www.mybookstoreandmore.com/shop/product.da/four-play">Four Play </a>from Author <a href="http://www.shellistevens.com">Shelli Stevens</a>. Four Play. Yumm. Sit back cuddle up and enjoy a little steam. Maybe even play <a href="http://www.fourplayjazz.com/">FourPlayJazz</a> to increase the indulgence. If you are looking for naughty I am sure you will enjoy. <br /><br />Hugs,<br /><br />Lacy.<br />~~~~~~<br /><br />Who knew the future could be this hot? One woman has to choose one of her three best friends to become her lifemate...or maybe she doesn't have to choose....<br /><br />Duty required she choose one life mate. Her heart wants all three.<br /><br /><a href="http://www.naughty-and-spice.com/2010/01/18/shelli/my-super-hot-new-release/attachment/1354/"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKP4gU7KyqZRTlYitrEFwf_EDwE6YNhg0YRaIpsFV0F77JDHjiku3PUfg9Ui8V-h52KM_GRKI5HTfgmPsirs-t7ylYwaQERGvTLUSCXJ79USd9p-QSAIgyrzhLbqdhdIUpdImp/s1600-h/1354.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 200px; height: 300px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKP4gU7KyqZRTlYitrEFwf_EDwE6YNhg0YRaIpsFV0F77JDHjiku3PUfg9Ui8V-h52KM_GRKI5HTfgmPsirs-t7ylYwaQERGvTLUSCXJ79USd9p-QSAIgyrzhLbqdhdIUpdImp/s320/1354.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5428644301186720546" /></a></a><br /><br />Mikayla knew this day was coming. News has come down from the planetary elders—now that she’s twenty-five, the law requires she pick her lifemate. She may be the planetary secretary, but when it comes to trying out potential mates, she’s inexperienced and nervous.<br /><br />She only needs one man with whom she can trust her life. Luckily she knows three—all friends since childhood. Even if they’re not thrilled to be her potential lifemate, it’s the only way she can get through this process.<br /><br />Mikayla couldn’t be more wrong about Cedric, Kyle, and Brett. They’re eager, yet resentful about the situation. Each one would kill to claim her, but they’re not too happy about having to risk their friendship to win her love. Yet, one by one, they set out to do just that.<br /><br />Mikayla is stunned to learn all three men drive her mad with desire—and make her feel cherished. Loved. Choosing one seems impossible, until the one man she doesn’t want forces her hand…<br /><br />Warning: This book contains one female being thoroughly tempted by three very different males—sometimes at the same time! It contains m/m and m/m/m/f scenes, rough lovin’, gentle lovin’, and all of the above lovin’.<br /><br /><br />“That dress looks lovely on you,” Kyle murmured. <br /><br />She flushed, even knowing he had always been skilled with flattery. “Thank you.” <br /><br />“You’re welcome. It makes you look taller.” <br /><br />Mikayla threw back her head and laughed, a habit she was well used to when spending time with <br />Kyle. “You lie. I’m petite at best.” <br /><br />“Yes, you are, and always have been. It’s no wonder we always had difficulty finding you during our <br />hiding games as a child.” <br /><br />“Gods, stop it!” she laughed harder and slapped his leg lightly. “You make fun.” <br /><br />“I wouldn’t dream of it.” <br /><br />Kyle grinned and sank down next to her, then leaned back on his elbows, crossing one leg over <br />another. The action drew his shirt taut over his abdomen, highlighting the muscles beneath. <br /><br />A flutter occurred low in her belly and she bit her lip, shifting her gaze away. What was the matter <br />with her? He was fully clothed and this was hardly the first occasion she’d spent time with him alone. <br /><br />“Mikayla,” Kyle said softly and caught her hand. “What made you choose us?” <br /><br />Her cheeks warmed and she shrugged. “Well, basically it was like I said. I suppose I hate the idea of <br />making a strange man my lifemate. I know you three. I adore you and would trust each one of you with my <br />life.” She lifted her gaze and searched his eyes. The unease hit again—was she forcing them into this? She <br />whispered, “Am I being terribly selfish?” <br /><br />His blue gaze darkened, flickered with heat. “No, kitten. Not selfish at all. Though you’ve put us in <br />one hell of a predicament.” <br /><br />“Have I? How so?” Her heart skipped and she ran her tongue across her mouth. <br /><br />Kyle’s gaze dropped to observe the movement. <br /><br />“Because all three of us would give our souls to possess you,” he said roughly and, with a light tug of <br />his hand, pulled her so that she fell across his chest. He reclined fully onto the blanket and slid his hands up <br />her waist. “To win your love.” <br /><br />Surprise rushed through her. Truly? They all wanted more than just friendship from her? <br /><br />Her pulse quickened and she wondered if she should feel guilty for acting so wantonly. But dear Gods <br />it felt wonderful to lie across his hard body like this. Across Kyle. How strange… <br /><br />“All of you? But Brett didn’t seem happy in the least.” <br /><br />Kyle laughed. “He’s just infuriated that I was chosen to court you first. The man is more competitive <br />than he likes to let on.” He slid his hand down to her ass, cupping her through the thin cotton. “But <br />fortunately I am too, kitten. Do I have your permission to continue?” <br /><br />Continue. Oh Gods, she could not even begin to comprehend what that entailed, but she wanted it. <br /><br />Not trusting her voice, she gave a slight nod. <br /><br />Triumph flickered in his gaze as he slid one hand up to cradle the back of her head, pulling her mouth <br />down to his. His mouth was entirely too skilled, coaxing her lips apart before his tongue slipped inside. <br /><br />She met his commanding touch, hesitantly flicking her tongue against his. Heat bloomed in her body <br />as she let her weight rest fully on him. He threaded his fingers through her hair and tilted her head, <br />deepening the kiss. <br /><br />Warmth slid through Mikayla’s body, gathering heavily between her legs. She squirmed against him, <br />needing more than the kiss, but not sure how to ask for it. <br /><br />But Kyle seemed to know exactly what she needed, because he lifted one leg between her thighs so <br />that she straddled him. His knee wedged against her pussy, sending all kinds of sparks of pleasure through <br />her. <br /><br />She cried out and lifted her head, bracing her hands on either side of his body, rocking back and forth <br />on his knee in search of that ultimate pleasure. <br /><br />“You need to slow down, kitten,” he murmured and slid his hands up her ribcage to cup her breasts. <br /><br />“This is just the beginning.” <br /><br />Oh Gods! Mikayla closed her eyes. If this was just the beginning of pleasure, then she was in a heap <br />of trouble.Lacy Daneshttp://www.blogger.com/profile/15874884605068154385noreply@blogger.com1