June 1, 2012

Friday Flames

Welcome to another edition of Friday Flames. If this is your first visit, thank you for joining us. I offer my website as a venue to showcase your work. If you are returning, I'm so glad to see you again!!

Whether you write Young Adult, Sweet Romance, Sensual, or Erotic - this is the place to lay it all down. Where the steam meets the page!

Don't leave a whole chapter! LOL  Just your HOT snippet will do. If you have a buy link for your book, please let us know. Many readers stop by to find their next great story. And if it's a work in progress, leave us your website address. We can catch up that way, too.

Visitors - don't be shy!! We love to read your comments!! And if you like what you see, please consider clicking on the right to join my site.

I'll start us off with a scene from my novel Remedy Maker, being released July 27, 2012.


She tried to press her legs together, and an unwelcomed heat crept into her cheeks. Gods . . . . His nose hovered mere inches from where she was thoroughly drenched. He inhaled her scent, her essence.

Aroused and hot for Rhycious, she had a moment of over-exposure down below that quickened her breath. Her cheeks heated further when he groaned and whispered her name.

Rhy lowered his head, pressed his mouth against her center, and tongued her inner folds. She saw his eyes, large glittering ovals of approval.

"So, so wet." His warm breath blew over her exposed flesh. He lifted his gaze and licked his shiny lips. "Thank you, Patience."


And it just gets HOTTER from there! As always, I welcome each comment and look forward to your posts!


  1. OH, love it!

    Mine continues from Branded with JJ and Shayla!

    “Patience,” he murmured against her mouth. Reaching between them, he smoothed a palm over her breasts. One, then the other. Her nipples, already hard, ached from his touch. He lowered his head to her neck and gave it enticing little bites.
    Shayla twisted her hands in the covers as she writhed.
    Slowly, as if he’d invented torture, he nibbled his way down her neck and across her collarbone. Where he lingered.
    “Please,” she gasped.
    Without answering, he moved down a few inches and touched the tip of one nipple with his tongue. She almost screamed as he sucked it deep into his mouth, tugging. The sensation shot shockwaves straight to her womb, which tightened in response. She wrapped her hands into his silky hair and pulled, uncaring if she were rough.
    When he changed breasts, the cold air circulating over her damp, exposed nipple felt almost as good as his mouth had. Almost. Freeing one hand from his hair, she pinched her own unattended nipple.

  2. So glad Friday Flames is here! Here's mine, from What a Texas Girl Wants, which goes on sale Monday!

    His hands began kneading the tense muscles in her neck. "Is that what you really want?" His thumb found an especially tight knot and he pushed until a soft groan escaped her throat. She shouldn't want anything less than him leaving the ranch. But she couldn't make him stay under false pretenses. Telling him the truth would only reinforce his image of her as a shy, moon-eyed girl from college. She intentionally skipped over her feelings for him to focus on the ranch and horses.
    "I want Jester in the Games and I'll get him there. The training angle has always been part of the ranch, and I'll just have to convince Grandfather my ideas are just an expansion. I can't let you ignore your real life to play babysitter to my dreams for this ranch." That, at least, was the full truth. What she wanted needed to come second because her wants were getting her into too much trouble.
    She wanted a break from the ranch so she ran off and married the first man to cross her path. Wasn't that a sign that she was as unstable as her sister and father?
    "What you want does matter, Kathleen. Why don't you stop playing the family martyr or the asylum nurse and admit what you really want?" His heavenly hands finally moved from her tense shoulder muscles to the indentation between her shoulder blades. It was all Kathleen could do to hold back a groan of pleasure and not melt in a puddle at Jackson's feet. She had to finish this.
    Had to set him free.
    "So what do you really want?"
    You. Kathleen jerked from sensual overload to fully alert mode. Did she say that? Or think it?

    1. I'm all for massages. I loved this scene. Congratulations on your release of What A Texas Girl Wants. And thanks for taking time from a busy schedule to stop by.

    2. this is one fun site. thanks for the steam sheri, and for letting us all play...
      and where do we get one of them texas massage guys, kristina?

  3. Great job, girls!

    I thought I had this up once already, but I'll try again....from Branded, with Shayla and JJ...

    “Patience,” he murmured against her mouth. Reaching between them, he smoothed a palm over her breasts. One, then the other. Her nipples, already hard, ached from his touch. He lowered his head to her neck and gave it enticing little bites.
    Shayla twisted her hands in the covers as she writhed.
    Slowly, as if he’d invented torture, he nibbled his way down her neck and across her collarbone. Where he lingered.
    “Please,” she gasped.
    Without answering, he moved down a few inches and touched the tip of one nipple with his tongue. She almost screamed as he sucked it deep into his mouth, tugging. The sensation shot shockwaves straight to her womb, which tightened in response. She wrapped her hands into his silky hair and pulled, uncaring if she were rough.
    When he changed breasts, the cold air circulating over her damp, exposed nipple felt almost as good as his mouth had. Almost. Freeing one hand from his hair, she pinched her own unattended nipple.

    1. Shayla is . . . yeah. D'Ann Lindun can be found on FB - and she has multiple books coming out through Crimson Romance and Ruby Lioness Press. Congratulations!! Thanks so much for sharing today. :)

  4. I just love Friday Flames. I'm sitting here with my hot cup of coffee, reading these HOT, sexy snippets. Yikes, I think I better switch to ice water, lol.

    1. Hehehe - or iced coffee. With a fan. And lots of ice cubes.

  5. Thanks for the opportunity to post a snippet of work! This is from Love on Landing. Anyone order a sexy pilot?

    He climbed onto the bed, kissing his way up her legs. "I think you should shut up and relax for a little while, and let me do what I do best. You talk entirely too much sometimes."

    She squirmed as he kissed the inside of her knee. She never knew she was ticklish there but his prickly five o'clock stubble tickled her delicate skin. His kisses fluttered across her skin, awakening nerve endings as he went. "I thought what you did best was fly."

    He bit her inner thigh. "Shush, woman. How hard is it to be quiet and enjoy the moment without a running commentary?"

    His mouth travelled further along her thigh until he reached the edge of her pink lacy thong. She tried to stay still, but she couldn't help squirming as he slid the smooth material over her hips, pausing only long enough to brush his lips against her skin.

    "Didn't I ever mention I'm exceptionally skilled at this?" He dipped his head, finding her eager flesh waiting for him.

    Tali groaned loudly, arching her back while his mouth did things she'd only previously imagined possible. "You totally didn't mention this. I would have remembered." She groaned again from deep inside her chest, giving in completely to the sensations as her muscles clenched with the flood of pleasure taking over her body.

    "You should teach a class or something." She gulped in the air as she tried to catch her breath. Hot damn. Did sex get any better than this? How could he possibly top that?

    Buy link for Amazon: http://www.amazon.com/gp/product/B0074SS60M/ref=s9_simh_gw_p351_d0_g351_i3?pf_rd_m=ATVPDKIKX0DER&pf_rd_s=center-2&pf_rd_r=0C4MX3E74VCTXT0CNGJR&pf_rd_t=101&pf_rd_p=470938631&pf_rd_i=507846

    1. What a teaser!! And I bet he takes her on a flight she doesn't forget. Ha! Thanks for stopping by and sharing your link and scene.

  6. Thank you for letting us join in. This is from my book, The Heart You Own, available June 4 through Amazon, B&N and other e-book outlets:

    The laughter died on Kara’s lips. Gone was the easy humor, replaced by a deep smoldering blaze lighting his eyes from within. They were the color of gathering storm clouds and the silver ring around the outside almost glowed. Even from the back of her horse she could feel the raw need emanating from him as he held her with his eyes.
    A shiver danced down her spine as her body responded to the desire in his eyes. Her skin became sensitive to every breeze, a jangling in her belly sent waves of tingling heat skittering through her, pooling hotly between her thighs. Her shirt rubbed against too sensitive nipples, making them harden as a pleasurable ache spread through her in a primal response.
    Lust. Raw and uncontrolled. She tried to corral her riotous thoughts and cool the heat dancing across her skin.
    I can’t want this man. He’s everything I’m fighting against.
    She closed her eyes, trying to shut out his hypnotic gaze and the sensations swirling around her. She felt a moan rising in her chest and fought to suppress it before it crossed her lips. Unable to resist the pull, she opened her eyes and was caught in the swirl of sensuous heat promised in those stormy eyes. She knew she was lost when her rebellious imagination conjured the feel of his fingers warm on her skin, caressing, arousing. Breaking eye contact, she looked around frantically, hoping no one else had noticed what was happening between them.

    1. Favorite line: Lust. Raw and uncontrolled.
      That little tidbit says a whole lot. Excellent! Thank you for stopping by and I hope to see you next Friday, too.

  7. Looks wonderful! Thank you for sharing such a wonderful site. I'll be back soon. My book, The Wanting Heart is set to be released, July 9, 2012.

    But, dropping by my blog would be wonderful.


    All the Best,

    1. Rionna - Congratulations on your upcoming release! How exciting. Thanks for posting your website link, too. Come again soon.

  8. What a terrific way to share the love! Thanks so much for letting us join in the fun.

    Here is an excerpt of my contemporary romance, Hot Off The Press, available June 4, 2012 on Amazon.com.

    She pressed her face against his bare chest and breathed in his scent. Cinnamon, sandalwood, and musk mingled with dizzying effect. Her blood coursed through her veins like an awakened river. To hell with propriety. She pushed away the urge to cover her bare breasts and teased the tip of his nipples with her tongue. She’d go back to worrying about her weight tomorrow. Tonight, she was a wanton goddess of love.
    David’s pecs hardened at her touch, and he urged her on with a muffled moan. She explored the lines of his chest with her mouth and covered his stomach with wet kisses. She brushed her lips against each muscle, lingering here and there to lick or tantalize with her tongue. The closer she got to his sex, the harder his erection pushed against the material of his jeans. Emboldened by his desire, Leigh unfastened his belt and pulled the zipper down. Once released, David’s rigid member sprang out. Hard. Heavy. Ready. A hot ache grew in her throat.

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    1. Wahoo! Thanks for coming by today. Only three more days before you launch - congratulations!!

  9. Carol Ritten SmithJune 1, 2012 at 9:30 AM

    This is very nice of you, Sheri. My romance, Stubborn Hearts, isn't due out until August. I'll share closer to that date. Cheers, Carol

    1. Hi Carol - thanks for coming by! It's hard to wait for your book to launch, isn't it? Congratulations. Best wishes, and I look forward to seeing you here soon.

  10. Fun! This is an excerpt from the first chapter of INFAMOUS:

    He couldn’t think, much less respond. At her husky words, every bit of blood drained out of his brain. He had been propositioned plenty of times, but somehow when Jessica did it. . . .

    He looked down at her. She smiled, her eyes dark with arousal and promise. His hands tightened around her upper arms as he focused helplessly on her lips.

    Jessica swayed toward him.

    “Not here.” Then he was cutting through the crowd, practically dragging her along with him.

    In the elevator, he fumbled for the room key that would allow them access to the suites on the top floors. His hands felt big and awkward as they swiped the key through the reader. If you stripped me naked on the hors d’oeuvres table. . . .Christ. She always had a way of knocking him off balance, of peeling away every last bit of self control. She had thrown the words out so casually, and as soon as she said them he had pictured doing just that—imagined shoving aside the crudités and shrimp cocktail and spreading her out like his own personal feast.

    The doors closed and she was in his arms. He pushed her against the elevator wall, his tongue thrusting urgently into her mouth. She wound around him, humming incoherent words of encouragement. They weren’t nearly close enough. She tilted her head back, inviting his tongue deeper. He was drowning in the taste of her when he felt her hands slide down between them. His body jerked.

    They were still in the elevator. He was damned if he was going to make love in a public elevator. He managed to wrest her hands away from him and anchored them above her head with one of his own.

    “Not here.” Could she hear the desperation in his voice?

    She tilted her head back against the wall. With her arms up over her head, the motion thrust her breasts out. It was impossible not to look down; easier to stop breathing than to keep his eyes above her neck.

    Her nipples were clearly visible under the thin silk halter top of her dress. He watched his own hands pushing aside the fabric, heard his own labored breathing as his thumb brushed across the tight peak. He wasn’t aware of lowering his head until the sweet taste exploded on his tongue and he heard her moan.

    The swish of the elevator doors slapped him back to sanity. He jerked the scrap of material back over her breast and sucked in some deep breaths. Was there a flash of triumph in her eyes? Jesus.

    The bland normality of the hallway cleared his head. What the hell was he doing? They had barely said two words to each other. Nothing about this night was going according to plan. He had to establish some rules. He had to let her know who was in charge or he was lost.

    He looked down at her. What was she thinking? Was it so easy for her? Was it a game, a diversion? He held the door open. Waited. She hesitated, then flashed him a confident smile as she stepped past him.

    Inside, he shrugged out of his jacket. “Second thoughts, Jessica?”

    Brave words. He wasn’t sure if he could really let her go at this point.

    Keep reading! This excerpt is part of my free first chapter:

    Buy Links for Amazon, Barnes and Noble and ITunes also at www.IrenePreston.com

    Thanks for reading!

    1. Opening line - EXCELLENT! You've conveyed the tension so well :) Looking forward to reading this one. Thanks Irene!!

  11. Whew, hot hot hot, ladies! Here's a snippet from my Crimson Romance June 4th debut release titled Island Pursuits:
    Now as she walked through the door, the view of her more-than-ample behind riveted his attention. Adrian’s eyes had been fixed on her since she’d gotten out the car and as she walked closer her beauty literally took his breath away. The sexy dress hugged her every curve, swaying and moving to the rhythm of her voluptuous hips. A very low and breathless sound unexpectedly escaped his lips as she moved past him.
    Adrian stared at the wild, crazy curls of her hair. They fell to the middle of her back and made her even more alluring to him. And that form-fitting black dress hugged what seemed to be the most perfect derriere and Adrian was so tempted to reach out and touch that. And for the life of him, all his thoughts now lingered on what type of underwear she was wearing under that lovely dress. If any? Was it the lacy kind or a thong? Was it black just like her dress? Adrian found himself instantly turned on by this woman. What was it about this job that heightened your sexual appetite?

    1. Heather - love a story when the woman has a woman's figure. Three days away from your release!! Wahoo! Congratulations! And thank you for stopping by with your scene :)

    2. Thank you so much Sheri, it was indeed a pleasure!

  12. Thanks for the opportunity! Here's mine from one of my current books. My Crimson Romance release (under my real name) comes out in August.

    He bent down and kissed her, his lips caressing hers. Her heart stirred, as if something might be breaking loose and she returned the kiss, hungry for his touch. His mouth became more demanding, pressing hard for her to yield. She parted her lips and his tongue swept through her, tasting and probing. She opened her mouth wider, welcoming him, pulling him closer. She could feel his erection pressing against her thigh.

    He broke away. "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have kissed you."


    1. What? He's sorry? Ahh!! I hope she shows him a thing or two. Great snippet. August can't come soon enough! Thanks for stopping by :)

  13. Wow! It sure is steamy in here today. :) Here's a snippet from Ravished Before Sunrise.

    She straddled his lap, lifted his chin, and captured his lips. This female drove him over the edge. She was feisty, caring, compassionate, and wild rolled into one beautiful, sensual package.

    And she was his.

    With his hand fisted in her hair, he lowered her to floor. He broke the kiss to remove his jeans and then settled back between her legs, his cock positioned at her opening. Hunger flashed in her green eyes, alluring and mesmerizing. He dipped his head to her breast, not releasing her stare. His tongue swiped over her nipple and she arched her back in invitation.

    Buy links can be found here: http://www.authorliadavis.com/ravished-before-sunrise/

    1. Lia - your opening paragraph is wonderful. Thank you for posting your buy link :) It's great to see you here again!!

  14. Here's mine from "Storm of Desire,"by Cara Marsi $2.99 on Amazon.
    With a groan, he crushed her mouth in an urgent kiss. She parted her lips, welcoming his possession, as she slid down on the sofa, Aiden moving to lie on top of her. Slipping her arms around his neck, Sam kissed him with all the pent-up sexual frustration she’d been afraid to release.
    “Sam,” he whispered against her lips. He nibbled on the corners of her mouth and trailed hot, hungry kisses along her jaw line.
    She squirmed beneath him, her hips seeking his erection. Moaning under his touch, the storm inside her drowned out the storm outside.
    “Keep still, baby,” he muttered. “You keep moving like that, it’ll be over before it starts. We’ve got all night.”
    He slipped his hand under her sweater and cupped one breast, massaging her through the thin lace of her bra. Uttering tiny cries, she wound her fingers in his hair. It was as silky as it looked, as silky as she remembered.
    “Your breasts--so beautiful,” he murmured. He continued caressing and massaging until she bucked under him, nearly crazed with wanting him.
    “Easy, sweetheart.” He grabbed the edge of her sweater and slipped it over her head. Then he tenderly and expertly removed the skimpy red bra and threw it on the floor.
    Her nipples puckered and her juices flowed, wetting her panties. She was so ready for him.
    He took one breast in his large hand, rolling the peaked nipple between his fingers. “Beautiful.”
    Still cupping her breast, he captured the other nipple in his mouth, sucking, licking until she was a puddled mass of need.
    “Aiden,” she breathed.
    He kept up his relentless worship of her breasts, his talented hands and mouth working their sensual magic, taking her higher and higher, closer to the peak. It had been so long. She felt her climax building, a flame burning out of control. Purring her pleasure, she twisted her fingers into the soft fabric of the sofa.
    Her climax rolled over her in fiery waves, and she moaned his name until she finally lay still beneath him.
    Aiden held her close and kissed her hair. “Liked that, did you?”
    “Yes,” she croaked. “Oh, yes.”
    “You’re so responsive.” His soft breath whispered against her neck. “I remember how I made you come just touching your breasts.”
    His mention of that other night hit her with the force of the sleet outside. Humiliation and guilt reared up. She pushed against him and struggled to sit.
    He released her and she quickly stood, then bent to pick up her discarded clothing, holding the sweater over her nakedness.
    He stared up at her, the desire in his eyes slowly replaced by confusion. “Sam, what’s wrong?”
    She stared at him for long moments, her body on fire. She didn’t know what she felt for him. Lust? Love? Or was he just a convenience, someone to take her mind off her problems? Until she knew, she had to resist Aiden’s pull. For his sake.

    1. Hi Cara :) Thank you for sharing! Storm of Desire sounds amazing. Best wishes with your book and I hope you stop here again soon.

  15. Thanks as always for letting us share. This excerpt is from "Maid for Master", the first in my sexy BDSM "XTC (Ecstasy) Resorts" series:

    Claire’s bare feet tread steadily along the sandy path. Shafts of sunlight flickered in the cool shadows of the palm fronds. Lush leaves of thick underbrush tickled along her breasts and belly, raising goose flesh. Never had she been so aware of the sensations playing over her body. Even as the warm breath of the ocean breeze danced with her hair, caressing her sensitized skin like a lover’s touch, peaking her nipples and stroking her damp folds, Claire tried not to condemn herself for what she was about to do.

    Determination winning out over uncertainty, she focused on her desires rather than the process. Soon there would be no sheltered path to hide her nudity. No way for her to deny her darkest fantasies. No opportunity for her to turn from her Master’s command.

    But she would not deny him. Could not deny him.

    He’d understood that before she’d been conscious of the thought.

    Everything about the man demanded her attention. His presence filled a room and stole her breath. His touch shivered through her. Her body was never sated, always yearning for another caress, another stroke of those long fingers—another brush of his lips. But it was the sensual authority in his voice that captivated. Even a mere whisper thundered through her veins, pushing her to obey.

    It was that voice Claire had heard when she’d read the beautiful script of a controlled hand. As clearly as if he’d been standing at the door to her suite commanding her submission, the timbre pulsed hot need straight to her clitoris.

    It has been too many hours since I last touched you, breathed the heady scent of your arousal, tasted my sweat on your lips. My cock hardens at the thought of you strapped to my bench, your flesh laced with the red streaks of my flogger and your luscious mouth sucking me deep. Join me at my luncheon in two hours at the Masters’ lodge behind the main building. Bring nothing but the gifts I have given you.
    Master Xavier

    She hoped she had not misunderstood. Had he intended for her only to bring the gold band and the leather collar she wore? As she broke through the protective barrier of the foliage and rejoined the main stone walking path, Claire realized it didn’t matter. She’d made her choice.

    Available at Amazon http://amzn.com/B004LB490Q and B&N http://www.barnesandnoble.com/w/maid-for-master-nina-pierce/1029785120?ean=9781419932557

    1. Love the play on words with your book's title! Thank you for leaving your teaser today.

  16. Thanks for hosting us Sheri! Here's a snippet from my newly-released contemporary Up In Flames, now available at www.liquidsilverbooks.com as well as on Amazon and All Romance Ebooks!

    Up In Flames by Rosanna Leo:

    She sat up, hugging the blanket across her chest. “Shane, you don’t have to explain yourself to me. I’m a big girl. I can handle a little rejection.” Even as she said it, she looked away, as if the opposite were true.

    “No, you don’t understand. I wasn’t rejecting you. It’s me…” he struggled for the words. “What I’m trying to say is…”

    She looked into his eyes, her own hazel ones bright with withheld emotion, as if daring him to finish. “What are you trying to say, Shane?”

    He couldn’t say anything. All he could seem to concentrate on were her pink lips, and how much he wanted to kiss them. Her lips were slightly open, and he watched as her tongue darted out to lick them, lingering for a second at the corner of her mouth. It wasn’t meant to be an enticing gesture, but he felt his pulse speed up nonetheless.

    Just one little kiss wouldn’t hurt, would it? He wet his own lips in a hungry response.

    Just one.

    Shane leaned in, noting how Jules held her breath. She wanted it, too. He brought his hands to her face, feeling the exquisite softness of her cheeks, rubbing them with his thumbs. He moved his face close to hers, touching his nose to hers, smiling as her light flowery perfume assaulted his senses. Only then did he move his lips against hers, grazing them, feeling for any reluctance on her part.

    There was none.

    1. Rosanna - Congratulations on your book's release. I wish you the very best. And thank you for sharing with us on Friday Flames. Whew!

  17. Really enjoying all these snippets. Thanks for the opportunity to share a peek at our stories.

    Here's a bit from my new contemporary romance, Clear As Day, available at The Wild Rose Press: http://ow.ly/bjdrn and Amazon: http://amzn.com/B007RN9STW

    He set up a slow, delicious stroking, kissing and licking, keeping her gently pinned and sweetly forcing her to take the pleasure he was drowning her in. The muscles in his shoulders working, bunching. His whole body beautiful in motion.

    She had to shut her eyes against the whirlpool of sensation, narrow her focus to touch.

    “Come on, babe, let me see how high you can fly again.” He shifted his thrusts, leisurely rotating his hips, and the change in rhythm magnified the shimmering edges flooding her. “Come on, babe. Damn, you’re so beautiful. Open your eyes. Look at me. Look at me.”

    “Nate, I need—” She opened her eyes, too filled with wild sensation to find her words.

    Passion burned in his face. No more professor look in his taut features, wet with sweat trickling down his temple, or in those gray eyes, now deep and tense and locked on her. He was all pirate, plundering her.

  18. Love this line: He was all pirate, pludering her. Now that creates images all over the place. Thanks Babette!! Please come again soon.

  19. Here's a taste from The Bull Rider's Brother...

    "Lizzie,"James whispered.
    Something inside her melted. Her fingers itched, the parts of her that had always ever belonged to him alone burned.
    "I need you," James said.
    She shut her eyes and felt damned. "I was headed to bed."
    "All the better." James swung her into his arms. He kissed her soft and slow. "Ready for this?" He waited for her answer before taking the next step up the stairs.
    "This doesn‘t mean anything." Lizzie leaned into him, placing her hand on his chest, drinking in his smell. Sweat, salt, and a hint of Stetson, Memories clawed to the surface, overwhelming. "It‘s just sex."
    "It‘s not." He stopped and waited for her to look at him. "It‘s never just sex with us, Liz, we make love. Remember?"

    I'm a Crimson Romance release on Monday June 4th, thanks for opening your blog.


    Amazon link: http://www.amazon.com/The-Bull-Riders-Brother-ebook/dp/B008195C2I

    1. I want to read more about Lizzie and James. Come on June 4th! Wow, Crimson has quite a few releases coming out! I bet you're so excited. You're welcome here anytime, Lynn. Hope to see you again soon.

    2. Thanks Sheri - I have you in my to visit lists of blogs now!

  20. These are fantastic! Love everybody's today. Here's a snippit of my own from OPEN HOUSE.

    “Take it,” he commanded. His voice was husky with desire. She took a deep breath when his hands slid into her hair. He guided her mouth to his hard cock. She licked her lips and slid down the length of his erection until the head nudged the back of her throat. She swallowed and laved the bottom along the pulsing vein on the bottom with her tongue.

    Her gaze traveled to his face and she smiled at his growl of appreciation. His hand shoved her head harder and she let him use her mouth to pleasure himself. She gripped his thighs. Liquid heat pooled in her sex. He tasted so good.

    He shuddered. Both of his hands were in her hair and he thrust hard, holding her in place. His cum shot down her throat and she swallowed it greedily. The act of taking him in her mouth brought her need for satisfaction even higher.

    Ares pulled his still rock hard cock from her mouth. With one thought she phased them to her bed. He gave her a grin of approval and pulled her legs up and placed them over his shoulders. With one fluid movement he drove inside her. The feeling of fullness was overwhelming and their energies connecting in such an intimate way pushed her to the edge. She met his gaze and silently pleaded for him to send her over.

    “Yes, Ditee, my gorgeous creature.” He reached between her legs and pinched her clit. Her body came apart and pulled together at the same time. White hot pleasure coursed over her body and the white tendrils of her essence glowed brilliantly filling her entire palace with light.

    “Ares!” She screamed his name and raked her nails along his arms. Her breath was coming out in short pants. A sheen of sweat covered her entire body....

    expected release ~ Ruby Lioness Press October 19th 2012

    1. Krystal! Thank you for posting your HOT scene. I can hardly wait for your book to come out. Congratulations!!

  21. Love reading all you ladies' works! Fantastic job! :) Definitely gives me something to look forward to on Fridays after work.

    1. Hi Melissa! The best part of Friday Flames is getting to read all the posts. Thanks for enjoying them with me :)

  22. Thanks Sheri, what a lot of wonderful scenes from what sound like great books. Wish I had more time to read. :-)

    Here's a first kiss scene from my contemporary THE BABY RACE.

    "Oh no, you're bleeding." Claire touched his arm.

    He stopped and turned her to face him. "Never mind that. How's your head?" He threaded his fingers under the heavy satin weight of her hair to search out any injuries. Her head felt small and vulnerable in the palm of his hand. She shuddered as his fingers found the sore spot.

    "It's fine...ouch."

    "You've got a nice lump there. Do you feel dizzy?"

    "No, just foolish."

    Then why am I trembling?

    "No broken skin. You head's not bleeding."

    She pulled away and took a quick step back. "Speaking of blood, you're dripping all over. Sit down." She pushed him into one of the kitchen chairs.

    Her flannel covered breasts brushed against his bare chest. Throbbing in time with the suddenly rapid beat of his heart, pain radiated up his leg. But another portion of his anatomy was giving him more discomfort. He shifted on the chair.

    "Sit still. Where do you keep your first aid kit?" She propped his foot on a second chair. Her fingers felt soft and warm against the chilled flesh of his ankle and increased the ache in his groin.

    "There's one in the cupboard next to the stove."

    "Don't move."

    "Watch out for the broken ceramic."

    She skirted around the shards of the plate and retrieved the kit as well as a bowl of water and a towel, then knelt next to him.
    He twitched when she sponged away the blood and pulled out the sliver of ceramic. Her shoulder rubbed the inside of his extended thigh. He groaned.

    "I'm sorry. Does it hurt?" She looked back over her shoulder, her chocolate brown eyes full of concern.

    "No." At least not the way you think, sweetheart. If she dropped her gaze, she'd soon know his real problem.

    She gave him a sweet smile and turned her attention back to his heel. "It doesn't look too bad, it's only a small cut. I don't think you'll need stitches."

    "Real men don't get stitches. We staple our wounds."

    Her giggle vibrated through her hand on his calf and traveled up his leg. He barely suppressed another groan.

    "Well, I don't think you'll need to staple this wound. A bandage should do just fine. Just let me clean it off with some peroxide and put an antibiotic on it."

    White light from the open fridge provided light while she bent over his foot. She shifted until she half faced him. In the confusion, the tie of her faded pink robe had come undone and the robe gaped open. Below she wore a long white t-shirt. Her full breasts thrust against the soft worn material, her nipples dark shadows.

    Were they brown like her hair or dusky pink like her full lips? The question haunted him. He shifted on the chair in growing discomfort.

    She glanced up. "Am I hurting you?"

    "No," he snapped. "Just get it over with."

    "Poor baby. I'll be done soon." She ducked her head and her hair screened her face from his view, so he couldn't see the smile her words conveyed. "There, all finished." The soft brush of her lips on his ankle sent a shiver through him.

    He jerked his foot back, nearly clipping her chin with his toes, and stood.

    Humor lit her eyes as she looked up at him from where she knelt. "Why don't you go on up to bed? After I clean up here, I'll use the couch for the rest of the night. It's almost morning anyway."
    He started to protest, but found himself being ushered out of the kitchen toward the stairs.

    Only as he removed his jeans did he realize he'd never zipped them up.

    1. Ha! All that tension - LOVE IT! And the final finishing touch - the unzipped pants. Perfect. Your humor showed through. Best wishes on your book and thank you for sharing this snippet.

  23. Love at First Sniff
    A strange scent tickled her nose and Rosie sat up straight. What is that? She glanced around the bar to see if someone new had sat down. The guy to her left reeked of garlic sweat and there was a strong boozy coffee drinker on the other side. Yet one faint scent called to her.
    She tried to discreetly sniff the air without looking like a rabid bunny. What the hell is that? It wasn’t a cloying perfume or an over-enthusiastic deodorant, although God knew too many fragrances competed in the air. It was a soothing scent, but incredibly erotic. She was concentrating on the aroma so hard she didn’t notice the man until he tapped her on the shoulder.
    “Would you like to dance?”
    Rosie glanced up to see a tall, ebony-haired man standing beside her. His smile shot through her like a warm sip of brandy. Tearing her eyes from his sensuous lips, she found the rest of his face equally entrancing. Beautiful warm eyes, a regal nose, high cheekbones, and that smile again. Rosie swallowed, trying to get her voice to work.
    “Sure.” Luckily, the nightclub was dark. She knew she was blushing like a teenager. How long had she been staring at the man? She stood and turned toward the dance floor trying to get a grip. Hell, she worked at a talent agency and saw gorgeous men all day. Why would this one affect her so strongly?
    His hand moved to the small of her back, directing her through the crowd and a bolt of energy surged through her. The song ended as they neared the dance floor and the band started a ballad. He took her right hand and placed his other hand around her waist.
    Rosie was about to apologize for her inability to slow dance when she found she was following his steps quite easily. It was as if they’d taken ballroom dancing classes together for years. She relaxed into his arms and that’s when she noticed it again. That scent. But now it was much more powerful. Rosie closed the small gap between them and inhaled deeply. My God, this man smells like heaven. Could it be one of those pheromone colognes she’d read about? But then wouldn’t there be a crowd of women sniffing him lustily and not just her?
    She leaned in closer, much more and she’d be fused to his body, and tucked her face into the crook of his neck. She didn’t want the song to end or for this stranger to ever let her go.
    From Love at First Sniff by Nora Snowdon (amazon buy link)

    1. Now doesn't this excerpt raise all sorts of questions! Is he human or not? Is the book a paranormal? Ballroom dancing isn't easy - I've tried it. Even took lessons. Now I want Mr. Smellgood to dance with me!
      Thanks for coming to Friday Flames.

  24. Here's a snip from my sexy debut release, Dangerous Ally:

    Lucas’s body was amazing. All male, all muscle, arms long and hard. His skin was tan and creamy, like the skin on his face. He had a small patch of dark hair over his abdomen. Lilah pulled her eyes away just long enough to notice that his mischievous gray eyes were urging her to explore his body more thoroughly.
    She stared at him, feeling very much like a child on Christmas morning. There was a mound beautifully wrapped presents, only, she didn’t have the slightest clue which one to open first. Or whether it was right to open them at all.
    Having decided, apparently, that she need a bit of convincing, Lucas leaned in, brushing her earlobe with lips. His warm mouth melted like butter against her skin, trailing downward, lightly feathering her collarbone. “Touch me, Lilah.”
    She did as he asked. Whispered his name as she brought her hands against his chest. His body was warm and soft, and she let her palms explore his skin, his taught muscles, the supple patch of hair along his midsection. She ran her fingertips along the length of his chiseled arms. He felt so good, so strong, just like he had that night on the balcony. Being held in his arms, she felt almost invincible.


    1. "Or whether it was right to open them at all." I don't know why, but this line spoke to me. It says so much in just a few words. I like how you've conveyed her inner turmoil
      Thanks for stopping by!! Best wishes on your debut. WOW - it's getting steamy in here now!!

  25. And here's an excerpt from my lastest release, Dangerous Proposal, available June 5th, 2012, now available for pre-order!

    Alec hesitated. The young woman had come there alone, which, under typical circumstances would have implied she was there in search of a good time. Women who put out without a good deal of effort on their pursuer’s parts didn’t generally interest him. But he had a feeling this one had wandered out of her element.
    As she hurried from the bar, the woman in the lacy white dress—which hugged her delicate curves in just the right places—seemed to command the attention of every man in the room. He watched with fascination as her silky brown hair bounced with each hurried footstep. It wasn’t difficult to imagine himself running his fingers through that soft satin texture. The thought of doing it made him uncontrollably hot—and hard. He got to his feet, making a dash for the exit.
    “Excuse me,” he called, stepping into the small, dark corridor. “You seem pretty upset. Is there anything I can do?”
    The girl stopped short. She turned around. The fear on her face was replaced by a coy smile. “I should think a man like you is used to making women nervous.”
    She didn’t seem afraid at all. Maybe she never had been, and this was all an exaggerated guise intended to lure him from the crowd. Alec liked the idea of that. He’d never been enticed by such an aggressive woman before, but this stunning little vision was unlike anyone he had ever encountered.
    He moved closer to her. She had long, dark eyelashes which brought his attention to her eyes as she blinked. Her lips were pink—soft and delicate. She moistened them subtly with the tip of her tongue.
    He looked back to be sure no one had followed them.
    “You aren’t exactly your average barfly.” His voice was barely above a whisper.
    The young woman offered a warm smile. Resting her palm against the patch of skin between his collarbone and the open buttons of his shirt, her eyes grew wild with mischief. She brought her other hand against the nape of his neck. The surprise of what she was doing melted as their lips touched. Her mouth moved over Alec’s, lulling him into a trance. She tasted of wine and vanilla. He returned her kiss, sliding his tongue against her bottom lip. He held her silhouette against his torso and kissed her until the evidence of his desire was so clear, she couldn’t possibly mistake it.



    1. Hehehe - she sure didn't waste any time! Another fine release, Jessica! Awesomesauce!

  26. Wow. Loving these excerpts. Here's a fun scene from my debut romantic suspense novel, RUSH...

    He moved her away from the stove and lifted her onto the counter, wedging between her legs as he’d imagined. He slapped a condom down on the counter next to her and kissed her long and deep until she was squirming against him.
    “You’re a naughty boy,” she panted, giving him a playful whack on the backside with the spatula.
    He grabbed a fistful of her shirt in back and pulled it tight across her chest. Dipping his head, he captured her nipple in his mouth, sucking through the thin cotton. She gasped, and reached for the fastening of his pants as the spatula clattered to the floor. She managed to get both hands on him, stroking him. She spread a bead of moisture across the tip with her thumb. He patted the counter blindly, searching for the condom, his mouth now at her other breast.
    “Looking for this?” He broke away to find her twirling the condom between two fingers. He reached for it.
    “Nuh-uh. I’ll do it.” She bit the edge of the foil and tore slowly, a naughty glint in her eye. Damn, she was hot. Using her feet, she pushed his pants down where they pooled at his ankles. She scooted to the edge of the counter. “Now hold real still. I want to make sure I get this on just right.”
    He widened his stance, gripping her thighs for balance. She made a show of getting the condom on right side up, faking a couple of false starts. He shifted his feet, watching her every move. She turned it one way, then the other swirling it over the crown, teasing him. She used both hands to roll it all the way down, slow as if she had all the time in the world. Wrapping both hands around him, she smoothed up then down, up, then down...
    “It’s on,” he bit out.
    “Just making sure.” She blinked up at him all wide innocent eyes.
    Two could play at that game. “I’m ready. Are you?” he asked, sliding a hand up her thigh. Gliding a finger across her slickness, he pretended not to notice how incredibly ready she was. Her breath caught, her fingers flexing on his shoulders. “No? Hmm. Maybe if I did this.” He used two fingers on her, scissoring over and around, but not quite doing what she needed.
    “Oh, God, yes. That. Do that. Faster.”
    “Faster?” He sped up just a little.
    Wrapping her legs around his, she panted and arched her back. Reaching out, she grabbed a cabinet knob with each hand. “In me now.”
    “I don’t think you’re ready,” he rasped, nearing the end of his control. He shoved her shirt up, pinning it to the cabinet over her shoulder. He licked the exposed nipple. Her breathing grew rough, but still he held her right on the edge. He varied the rhythm, playing with her, never letting her get too close to coming. He wet her nipple with his mouth, but didn’t suck.
    “God damn it, Lucas. Do it now. Please.”

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    Thanks for having me. This was fun!

    1. This site is dedicated to the HOT writers like you, Beth. Thanks for sharing your scene!!


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