What a fabulous day. My book comes out, and M.E. Ellis just gave me an award for blog of the week! Thanks, M.E., I’m so honored!!
Well, it’s Friday. And that means The Pirate’s Booty is out today. Here’s my cover, my blurb, and another excerpt. I have to warn anyone thinking of buying it, this is my spiciest book ever. It was the first erotic romance I wrote (even though I sold Tourist Attraction first.) This book is the debut novella for their Brazen series.
To save her business, Renee crashes a party thrown by the descendant of a pirate. She plans to steal back a brooch taken from her ancestor centuries ago. But what she doesn’t realize is that it’s a sex party, and Devon Murray is as notorious as his pirate ancestor.
Available at Cobblestone Press
Excerpt:
He must have noticed her deer in the headlights look. “Are you all right?”
She gave a slow nod, more freaked out now than she had been a minute ago when paddle guy had smacked her.
“Tell me why you’re here.”
Think fast, Renee. “I wanted to try out some fantasies,” she stammered.
“Don’t fuck with me, Renee,” he ordered softly. “If that really is your name.”
Time to cut her losses and run. “I should probably… leave.”
“Leave?” he mocked and reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind her ear. “The party is just beginning. And you were so eager to join my party, weren’t you, Renee?”
No, I was eager to rob you blind. Damn. How was she going to get out of this mess?
“You’re in my world now, and we’re going to have a nice long talk, sweetheart.”
Damn it, why did he keep threatening her? Renee gritted her teeth. Maybe she could find a way to catch him off guard, put the ball back in her court. He only knew her first name but he didn’t seem to believe it was her real name. Maybe she could still make this work in her favor and get the brooch.
She glanced at him from under her lashes. “All right. But can we go somewhere more…private?”
It worked, his eyes narrowed. He was probably trying to figure out what she was plotting. Well, he could just keep on guessing.
“More private, hmm?” He pulled her hand into his, wrapping his long fingers around hers. “Let’s go.”
Renee ran to keep up with him as he took brisk strides across the room.
“Hello, I’m short.” She gasped. “Meaning my legs are about half as long as yours. Could you please slow down a little?”
He cut his pace in half, surprising her. They left the kinky room and moved down a hall toward some stairs.
“Upstairs?” She stumbled, trying to stop.
“Is there a problem?” He looked back at her, his expression unreadable as he waited a step above her.
Upstairs generally meant bedrooms. Renee swallowed. “Uh, no. No problem.”
He turned and climbed the stairs.
Well, at least she would get to another part of the house that she hadn’t yet seen. There was only one problem. How did she make Devon disappear so she could search for the brooch?
At the top of the stairs she paused and looked over the railing. She glanced down into the kinky room and was able to see all the erotic things going on.
“Taking a moment to enjoy the view?” Devon asked, his breath tickling her ear.
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