If You Can't Handle the Heat

If You Can't Handle the Heat
Deliciously Naughty Erotic Romance for the Foodies!

Sunday, 27 December 2020

Beyond Romance: #CharitySunday: For a full belly! -- #Hunger

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Beyond Romance: Charity Sunday: For a full belly! -- #Hunger #Char...:   Today is the last Sunday in December and in 2020. Fabulous author Lisabet Sarai is continuing to give back. Click the link and hop on over to Beyond Romance and leave a comment. Lisabet will donate a dollar to each cause in the Charity Sunday post, for every message she receives. Easy Peasy. Go! 

Merry Christmas. Happy Holidays. 
Stay Safe and Well

Tuesday, 22 December 2020

Enjoy this Character Interview with Noah Somersby from E.D. Parr's New Release: Night Song #mmromance #HolidayRead #lgbt @parr_books @evernightpub

 Night Song

by

E. D. Parr

Words 26,415

MM romance, gay seasonal romance

Released from Evernight Publishing December 8, 2020

Twenty-five year old Oliver Honeycutt has no idea how handsome he is. He’s creative, brilliant at his job, and underused in the designer fashion store where he works. Behind the scenes, Oliver takes special care with orders for customer, rock star, Zane Highwood. When Zane is to be the main attraction in the store’s Christmas party, fashion show, Oliver hopes Zane will notice him.

Multi-millionaire, twenty-five year old, Noah Somersby, made his first million before he was twenty-one and now owns a number of casual-chic menswear stores. He’s a designer, gorgeous, and desperate to find a man who will love him for himself and not see dollar signs as they kiss.

Noah doesn’t often take the train into the city, but one rainy day he does, as he settles into a seat opposite Oliver, the two men exchange interested glances.

In fact, Noah is super attracted to Oliver and Oliver thinks Noah is gorgeous.

As the store holiday season party approaches, can serendipity bring them together?

Read a red hot teaser

Noah read attraction in Oliver’s gaze. Desire raced over him. He wanted to go slow, but at the same time, he yearned for Oliver’s naked skin against his own, Oliver’s mouth on his, and a sigh escaped him.

Oliver must have sensed his need. He put his own coffee down next to Noah’s, then in a fluid move slipped his hand along Noah’s jaw and held the side of his neck. He whispered against Noah’s lips, and the tease of breath raised a tingle all the way down Noah’s chest.

“I suddenly want you to rush me. I want to rush you. I want to leap ahead as if we’ve seen each other lots. I want to strip you and have you naked in my arms.”

Noah’s cock shot into an erection. His eyes shut, heavy with lust, as he closed his fingers around Oliver’s and stormed his mouth with urgent kisses. He murmured between them, “I can’t think of anything I want more.” He let go of Oliver and opened the buttons on his shirt with trembling fingers. His entire body tensed as sexual need raced over him. He pulled off his shirt and dropped it beside him.

Oliver swept his hands over Noah’s chest and held his shoulders.

The passion in Oliver’s kiss took Noah’s breath away. He dragged Oliver’s t-shirt up. Then, remembering his hurt arm, he gentled his touch and kissed along the soft part of Oliver’s shoulder.

Oliver helped pull off his t-shirt.

The sight of Oliver’s muscled chest sent a pulse of sensation through Noah’s balls, and he ran his fingertips up and down Oliver’s skin. “It feels good to touch you.” Lust overwhelmed him. He hadn’t realized how much he’d missed being with a man until then, and this was special. Touching Oliver let loose such intense desire, he swept his fingers down Oliver’s torso and plunged them into his jeans and underwear. He contacted the head of Oliver’s leaking cock, and his fingertips slipped on the pre-cum. He groaned with pleasure as Oliver held his face and kissed him hard.

Noah opened Oliver’s pants as he returned the delicious kiss. He pushed them and Oliver’s boxers down. Delight filled him as Oliver lifted his ass so that he could take them all the way down his thighs. His heart hammered. His cock leaked. His stomach tensed so tight his balls lifted. He moaned softly into the kiss as he grasped Oliver’s hard dick. Noah stroked a few times, his thumb circling the slippery pre-cum on the slit.

Oliver broke the kisses to breathe. “I want your pants off, too. Your hand on my cock is heaven.” He sighed against Noah’s mouth.

Copyright E. D. Parr 2020, Evernight Publishing

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Interview with Noah Somersby.

Today we welcome, Noah Somersby one of the heroes from, Night Song

I’ll make this interview fun…

Noah, If you were a dessert, what would you be?

(Laughs) A dessert … I’d have to be my favorite wouldn’t I. Chocolate ice cream with mocha sauce.

What do you do when you need to blow off steam?

Usually I run around the park near where Oliver and I live now, but before we lived together, I dashed into the city gym when I could. I used to do a lot of Parkour, but I’ve toned that down since I got a little older and busier with my work. (Laughs) It might look a little weird a mid-twenties guy in a business suit free running through the city.

What do you look for in a man?

Nothing now I’ve met Oliver. He’s perfect for me. I love him. He’s intelligent, creative, good-looking, sexy, sweet, caring. Next time I’ll bring him with me.

What is in your refrigerator right now?

Oliver and I live together now. There’s cold chicken, and some beer. Honestly, we need to go out for groceries so there’s not much in there right now.

What’s on your bedroom floor?

A pile of fashion magazines and journals. A few design books. An iPad. Probably a t-shirt…

What do you wear in bed?

Depends what I’m doing (smiles) so it ranges from a t-shirt and boxers to nothing … (smiles again) mostly nothing now.

Light on or off?

Either, both

Chocolate or vanilla?

Is that for licking off Oliver’s abs? Has to be chocolate.

What’s your biggest fear?

Oh, well, I only have to think about that for a second. Honestly, it’s losing Oliver’s love. It would break my heart. Nothing else matters.

What is your most treasured possession?

After the last question, Oliver’s not my possession but I treasure him. I can’t think of one specific thing. I guess I’d be lost without my laptop or phone but I tend not to treasure things as much as experiences and people.

What’s your favorite outfit?

I have some old faded Levis and beaten up leather boots that I rely on when I’m not in suits. I usually throw on a t-shirt and my battered leather jacket over the top. I have to wear suits for work.

What do you like to see Oliver dressed in?

Anything he likes, (his eyes mist a little) although I do like him in his ripped jeans, because there’s a frayed bit high on his thigh… I do love to see him in his blue overcoat. It brings out the color of his gorgeous eyes.

Do you have a favorite music track?

My taste and surprisingly Oliver’s too, is eclectic. We’re listening to Mattis stuff right now—love it, and some old Passenger.

We’ll make that the last question. Thanks for visiting. Where are you off to next?

(Smiles) You know that’s another question, right? I have to get back to my office, some fabric samples will have arrived for me. Bye, then.

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Tuesday, 8 December 2020

New Release Book Tour + #Giveaway - Sweet To Steamy Holiday Romances - by Ja'Nese Dixon @janesedixon and Danyelle Scroggins @PastorDanyelle


Grown and Sexy for Christmas
A Sweet to Steamy Holiday Romance
by 
Ja'Nese Dixon

Genre: Holiday Romance


Life isn't what I bargained for.

I live across the country without my family and my girls—a sacrifice I made for my career. But it only leads to another glass ceiling and a bunch of bureaucracies because I have two legs instead of three.

After yet another disappointing annual review, my best friend and I meet in New York City. I give myself thirty days to figure out what the hell I plan to do next, and while I figure it out, Quanie's 'bout to get her groove on.

I'm about to party.
Eat too much.
Drink too much.

However, what I don't expect is Carson Wellington.

He's grown, sexy, and loaded. He wants all the things I can't give him—a wife, family, forever. Not when I'm torn about my career, where I want to live, and whether it's time to give up on my dreams.

Now isn't the time for love, or him, or mistletoe… or Carson's steamy kisses.

But he's a man not used to hearing the word no, and somehow my plans clash with his plans, and my girls' trip turns into a Christmas I'll never forget.

Experience the holidays with authors Ja’Nese Dixon and Danyelle Scroggins in these Sweet to Steamy Holiday Romances. Each novella is a standalone, but you’ll enjoy them better together.



Something Different for Christmas
A Sweet to Steamy Holiday Romance
by 
Danyelle Scroggins

Genre: Holiday Romance


I’m as successful, as Lady O if you asked my mother.

But lately, successful, saved, and satisfied is equaling stale, sarcastic, and stagnate.

I’m teaching young, gifted adults to become intellectually creditable, all the while wondering what has intellect gotten me? A nice house, car, and an empty bed that I refuse to allow anyone I know to lay in. I’ve outgrown satisfaction by self-sabotaging acts of sins and if another man ever gets close enough for me to take the bed, it’s going to be after the night he and I wed.

So for now, I’m about to ditch my life.

New York City and my best friend is calling my name.
Food, fun, and my bff and the turn up is about to be real.

Nonetheless, I never anticipated Pierce Jansen.

He an intellectual, billionaire, and he loves the chocolate skin I’m in. Pierce also wants to do things to my body I’m not willing to let go down. All I wanted for Christmas was food, fun, fellowship, and a good vacation.

This tenacious, handsome, wealthy, older gentleman is trying to turn my vacation into a blissful stay-cation. But did I mention, he’s caucasian, wants to be married now, and for me, this is definitely Something Different for Christmas.

Experience the holidays with authors Danyelle Scroggins and Ja’Nese Dixon in these Sweet To Steamy Holiday Romances. Each novella is a standalone, but you’ll enjoy them better together.




USA Today Bestselling author, Ja’Nese Dixon pens tales of romance in various subgenres, including romantic suspense and sweet romance. But her favorites are the ones that manage to keep readers sitting on the edge of their seats lying to themselves about reading “just one more chapter”.

She is an avid reader and coffee drinker living in Houston, Texas with her husband, three children, and diva dog.



Danyelle Scroggins is the Senior Pastor of New Vessels Ministries North in Shreveport, Louisiana. She is a dynamic author of both Christian fiction and non-fiction books. She studied Theology at Louisiana Baptist University, has a Psychology Degree from the University of Phoenix, an Interdisciplinary Degree in Psychology /Biblical Studies, and a Masters in Religious Education from Liberty University. She owns Divinely Sown Publishing LLC.


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Friday, 4 December 2020

Flashback Friday - Enjoy this naughty deleted scene from Xmas Spouse Swap #erotica #spouseswapping #HolidaySale

So for this week's Flashback Friday I'm sharing a controversial blast from the past. Enjoy this deleted scene from Xmas Spouse Swap. The following was deemed inappropriate by the powers that be. Can you guess why? But with a little tweaking most of this scene made it into the final. Personally, I never did think it was over the top. You decide...

ENJOY! 

Meet the twins who take share and share alike to a whole new level.

One tipsy Christmas Eve leads to a twin swap their husbands will never forget!


*** language, and sexual content ***


“Hey where are you two lovely ladies going?” Kyle called after them.

“We’re going to put our jammies on,” Iris replied, over her shoulder.

“I like the sound of that.” Kyle grinned.

“I’ll just bet you do,” Iris shot back.

“What’s not to like. Gorgeous twins, in lingerie. I mean, come on.”

“Who said anything about lingerie?”

“Well, a guy can dream, can’t he? Christmas miracles and all that. You’re the one who says anything can happen at Christmas.”

This time, Iris rolled her eyes.

“Crank up the tunes, Ky,” Siri said. “We won’t be long.”

“You see, why can’t Brett be more like Kyle?” Siri said, as soon as she closed the bedroom door.

“Aren’t you being a bit hard on him? You know sometimes, I’d like Kyle to be serious about something. Anything, actually.”

“Maybe if we combined them, we’d have a perfect man.” Siri rifled through her suitcase and quickly changed into a deep burgundy colored chemise that barely covered her ass or her breasts.

“Wow, am I gonna look plain next to you,” Iris said.

“Why, what did you bring?” Siri peered over.

“Shorts and tank top with candy canes and gingerbread men on them.”

Siri rolled her eyes and tossed a green nightie, in the same style, to her.

“I don’t know, Sear, I’m not sure I feel comfortable parading around in front of your husband…”

“Just say thank you and put it on, Eye.” Siri said through clenched teeth.

As Iris changed, she said, “Hmm, seems to me, Brett’s not the only one wound a little tight.”

“You’ve no idea,” Siri responded. “Are you ready?”

“Hand me your brush.” Iris combed her hair while Siri merely scrunched her long blonde tresses with her fingers.

“Here, don’t forget your hat.” Siri handed Iris the red one.

“Mine’s the green one, remember?” Iris corrected, with her hand out.

“Wait.” All of a sudden, Siri stilled.

“I’m having trouble keeping up with your mood swings here, Sear.”

“What if we…” Siri raked her lip with her teeth.

“Oh no. I know that look. What are you plotting and how is it going to get me in trouble.”

“No-no. It’ll be fun. I promise!”

“I’ve heard that before. Right before I got either grounded, earned detention, or got sent to the principal’s office. Oh and once landed us in the back of a cop car.”

“Oh stop. I meant well.” Siri grinned and Iris was relieved to see a genuine smile on her sister’s face. She’d been starting to get worried. Whatever she had planned, she’d probably go along with, just to keep her smiling.

“So?” Iris prompted.

Siri planted the green hat on her head. “Let’s switch.”

Iris’ excitement dimmed. “I… I don’t know, Sear.”

“Oh come on, it’ll be fun!”

In her opinion, it was asking for trouble with a capital T.

“There’s no way, they’d fall for it, Siri, they know us too well.”

Her sister’s shoulders sagged and for a moment Iris was about to acquiesce.

“You’re probably right. Here take your silly green hat.” She headed for the door with the red one.

“Siri.”

Siri turned and held out her hand. The excitement in her eyes was gone. “Let’s dance and rub all up on our husbands. That was your suggestion, remember.” She opened the door and dragged Iris with her.

“Check it out!” Kyle cheered when he got an eye full of the two of them in their similar low-cut, shorty nighties, topped off with the Santa hats.

“How about a little holiday hoe-down, fellas?” Siri invited, seductively, doing a full body roll.

“Merry freakin’ Christmas!” Kyle bellowed and cranked the music.

Siri seemed to perk up at his exuberance.

“How about we give them a twin show, they won’t ever forget.” Siri pressed up against Iris’ back and she tempted them, with the most sensually fluid arm gestures, using her wrists and her fingers to beckon them closer. “We'll get them so hot and horny they won't know what to do with themselves."

Kyle all but floated over to them. “What have we here?” He placed one hand on Iris’ hip and his other on Siri’s and he began to move with them rhythmically.

Both women sidled up to Kyle. Greedily, he wrapped his arms around each of them.

“Fuck you Brett, my Christmas wish came true!” he called. “I got both Beaulieu sisters.”

For a few minutes, Brett sat in a chair across the room, with his snifter of Brandy and simply watched the girls dance provocatively with Kyle.

Iris couldn’t keep her gaze from straying to Brett. Yes, he was keeping close tabs on his wife and Kyle but Iris could also feel the heat and intensity of his gaze on her as well. It made her want to move more sensually, just for him.

“Your husband likes to watch,” Kyle said to Siri.

“Indeed he does,” Siri replied in a sultry voice.

For some reason the thought fascinated Iris.

Iris pried her attention away from Brett to look at Kyle. His eyes were heavy with arousal. He was definitely getting off on dancing with the two of them. Siri was feeding off him too.

Wickedly, Iris wanted Brett to take pleasure in them too.

“Come, Brett, join us.” Iris tried to imitate the same dramatic gestures with her arms as Siri had when calling Kyle over.

She was pleased when Brett set his glass down and made his way over.

To her delight, he didn’t immediately go to his wife, instead he placed his hands at Iris’ waist and moved with her.

Gradually, the guys moved in, practically sandwiching the twins between them. Iris and Siri ended up, back to back.

Yet soon, Kyle, who was still holding Siri, reached for Iris. Skimming with his hand, he followed the curve of her neck and shoulder and part way down her arm. He then detoured around front where he cupped her breast and fondled it. She was both mortified and turned on at the same time. Especially when Brett lowered his gaze and watched Kyle’s hand at work. Brett ever so slowly trailed his hand up her side and rested his palm at the side of her other breast. He caressed her side boob with his thumb. The soft gesture sent the most delicious tendrils of sensation straight to her pussy.

Iris had to bite her lip to keep from moaning. Her nipples hardened to aching points as Brett and Kyle double-teamed her. Yet she wanted more, much more. What would it be like to be touched by both men at the same time? She tried to resist the urge to fidget hoping to direct Brett’s hand where she craved it most.

Not to be outdone, Siri turned her back to Kyle, yet kept him close. Iris wondered if her sister could feel her husband’s erection nudging her ass. For there was no doubt that all four of them were equally aroused at their spontaneous play.

“Move your hip just a smidge, Eye,” Siri whispered.

The flutter of her warm breath on Iris’ neck, made her shudder, in the best possible way.

Shamelessly, Siri reached around Iris and palmed her husband’s cock through his trousers.

“Ohhh, aren’t you nice and hard!” Siri crooned.

Iris fisted her hands. Her fingers itched to touch him too, and find out for herself just how hard he truly was.

Iris peered up at Brett, wondering at his reaction.

But to her surprise, he wasn’t even looking at Siri, his focus was squarely on her.

Siri chuckled. Iris was sure the low devious sound went through them all. It certainly did her.

“Seems Kyle isn’t the only man who has a twin fetish.” Siri all but purred. She was enjoying this and not only in the physical sense. She was pushing Iris right out of her comfort zone and if she wasn’t mistaken, she was doing the same to Brett.

Just when she thought there was nothing left Siri could do to shock her, her sister proved her wrong. Siri lowered her head and kissed a slow path up Iris’ neck.

Iris was more than aware that she’d done it purely to excite the men, but in her highly aroused state, it did crazy things to her, too.

“Oh, god,” she murmured. Her eyes fluttered as she tried to maintain eye contact with Brett. That connection in and of itself was stimulating her on a whole other level. Yet what she really wanted to do, was let her head fall back on Siri’s shoulder and let them all go at it.

A nerve in Brett’s jaw ticked rapidly.

All of a sudden there seemed to be a cacophony of heavy breathing assaulting her from all sides, along with an orgy of hands.

𝑶𝒉 𝒈𝒐𝒅, 𝒚𝒆𝒔!

Hope you enjoyed the tease!
Was the kiss between sisters too much?
Yeah, I didn't think so either. Anyhoo,

Xmas Spouse Swap 
is on Sale HERE at eXtasy
along with all backlist titles

Also available at

FYI: there is a Spouse Swap sequel in the works.
I know I've mentioned this before, but I'm really gonna finish it. Hopefully it will be out next year.

Have a great weekend!

Thursday, 3 December 2020

New Release - Comfort & Joy: Red-hot Holiday Romance - by Lisabet Sarai @LisabetSarai #BDSM #BoxedSet #HolidayReads

New Release!

Comfort & Joy:

Red-hot Holiday Romance

by

Lisabet Sarai

Holiday erotic romance boxed set
38,000 words, 135 pages
Amazon and Kindle Unlimited
MF, MFM, MM, Five flames – HEA/HFN
ASIN: B08P2CM6KL

Tag Line

Mistletoe kisses, Yuletide passion and a sprinkling of kink

Blurb

Kick off the festive season with this red-hot celebration of holiday love. An aging author of kinky romance surrenders to the charm of her rock star neighbor. A selfish, cynical stock broker finds himself rescued by a spunky homeless girl. On her Dom husband’s orders, a devoted submissive provides Christmas service to his best friend. A gay grad student moonlighting at a sex shop discovers it’s definitely worthwhile to stay open on Christmas Eve.

Let Lisabet warm you up with a generous portion of comfort, joy and sensual pleasure.

Buy Links

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Add on Goodreads:  https://www.goodreads.com/book/show/56030561-comfort-joy

Online Excerpt:

https://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com/2020/11/charity-sunday-shelter-and-more-for.html

PG Excerpt (from “Cherry Pie and Mistletoe”)

“Wait! Just a minute. This is silly. We’re not teenagers. We need a bed.”

He chuckled. “There’s a sleep cubby behind the cab of my rig, but we’d be packed in like sardines. I actually think the booth’d be more comfortable.”

I giggled. “I did have sex in the back of an eighteen wheeler once, when I was hitching to the West Coast. A long time ago… Anyway, that won’t be necessary. Come home with me.”

“Huh? What about the truck?”

“Leave it here. My house is just down the road. An easy walk.” I clambered off the bench. “Give me a sec to close things up here and we can go.”

Bushy eyebrows knotted together, Dave looked doubtful. “You sure, Marnie? You wanna bring a total stranger into your home?”

“You’re no stranger,” I replied, turning off the coffee machine and flipping light switches. “You ate my pie.” I stepped into the kitchen to lock the back door and grab my jacket. “And I ate you,” I added , when I’d rejoined him in the main room of the diner. “I’d say we were pretty well acquainted.”

I left the little Christmas tree on, its lights twinkling through the fogged windows, but shut down the main sign. The neon Indian chief above the steel plated roof faded into darkness. Hand in hand, Dave and I stepped out of the vestibule, into the calm, cold night.

The wind had died and, as predicted, the messy precipitation of earlier had turned to snow. White flakes tumbled around us like feathers after a pillow fight. They landed on my cheeks, each one a tiny, icy prickle on my warm skin. I filled my lungs with the clean, frigid air, feeling more alive than I could remember.

A couple of inches had already accumulated, on the ground and on the hood of Dave’s shiny green cab. He was right; the tractor-trailer took up the entire parking area. I squeezed his fingers, then brushed my other hand across his groin. “That’s a big rig you have there,” I commented. “Must be hard to handle.”

“I’ve never had any problems,” he replied, reaching around my back to palm my breast. He grinned down at me, his curly hair dusted with glittering snowflakes. “Now where’s this house of yours? Or should I ravish you right here in front of your diner?”

About Lisabet:

Lisabet Sarai became addicted to words at an early age. She began reading when she was four. She wrote her first story at five years old and her first poem at seven. Since then, she has written plays, tutorials, scholarly articles, marketing brochures, software specifications, self-help books, press releases, a five-hundred page dissertation, and lots of erotica and erotic romance – over one hundred titles, and counting, in nearly every sub-genreparanormal, scifi, ménage, BDSM, GLBT, and more. Regardless of the genre, every one of her stories illustrates her motto: Imagination is the ultimate aphrodisiac.

Youll find information and excerpts from all Lisabets books on her website (http://www.lisabetsarai.com/books.html), along with more than fifty free stories and lots more. At her blog Beyond Romance (http://lisabetsarai.blogspot.com), she shares her philosophy and her news and hosts lots of other great authors. Shes also on Goodreads, Pinterest, and  Twitter. Join her VIP email list here: https://btn.ymlp.com/xgjjhmhugmgh