Wednesday, September 18, 2013

TnT Confidential: Hennessee Andrews and Susan Hayes & Sunset Point

Happy Thursday dear ones!

On this fine day I have the pleasure of welcoming Hennessee Andrews and Susan Hayes with their series Sunset Point. 

Thank you for having us today!

A long, long time ago, (okay, it was back in early spring)  a group of erotic romance authors were diligently avoiding working on their various projects by posting pictures of tantalizing men on Facebook and then commenting on each other’s timelines. (What? It’s part of our creative process, yeah...that’s it…)

 In the course of this mayhem, one of the ladies in question uttered a simple question that resonated with the universe and set all sorts of things in motion. “Wouldn’t it be fun if we actually got together and wrote a series of books about these guys?” A secret Facebook group was formed. People were invited. Plots were hatched. Ideas were bandied about. More pictures were shared. (We told you, it’s part of our creative process!)

In the end five women who have never met in person created an entire world, and we called it Sunset Point. We filled our world with landmark places and colorful characters that appeared in every book, and then we wrote five separate ménage romances whose characters and lives intersect throughout their stories.  It was challenging, occasionally crazy making, and worth every tweak and email.

Today we’re here to share the results of our labor. The Sunset Point Series is coming to Siren-Bookstrand the week of September 16th through September 19th, 2013. Our titles, Breaking Point by Susan Hayes and Tattoos and Cupcakes by Hennessee Andrews, are out September 19th.

We hope you come visit us in paradise.

The Sunset Point series, now available for presale at Siren-Bookstrand. Buy the entire set of five and get 20% off . (for a limited time only)

Tattoos and Cupcakes

Being sequestered on Sunset Point Island is the least of Lane Erikson’s worries. Being a witness to a murder may be her demise. What does one do when a network of FBI wanted criminals are looking to kill you? You run like hell, even it’s to a place you’ve never heard of.

Dane Hutchinson, local tattoo artist, sets his sights on winning Lane’s affection and sharing her with Bannock Garrison, Sunset Point police officer. Bannock never wanted a ménage relationship, even though his parents have lived a happy life in one. The idea of sharing a woman bothers him, but losing Dane’s friendship bothers him more.

As the relationship begins to soar with possibilities, Lane is faced with her world crashing down again and her life hangs in the balance. Can Bannock and his colleagues save the day? More importantly, can Bannock overcome his distrust for women and allow Lane into his heart and share her with his best friend?

Hot Excerpt:

“Tell him to open his jeans and pull out his cock.” Dane said with a growl next to her ear.

She stuttered. “Puh, pull,”

“No, not like that. Demand him to do it.” Dane’s voice rose and a new round of heat coated his fingers. “Do it, Reece. You know you want to see him do it. Now make him.”

Lane did want to see Bannock’s cock. She wanted it so badly she found her voice and strength. “Pull out your cock and stroke it, Bannock!”

Dane chuckled softly in her ear. “Good girl.”

Bannock’s expression didn’t change and at first, Lane thought he wasn’t going to do it. Then, his hands slowly worked at the button of his jeans and she cheered inside. He lifted his ass and slid not only his jeans, but his boxers down with one shove. His large cock jutted out and she felt her body respond. She licked her lips as a tremor built. Bannock gripped his shaft and slowly worked from the base to the top. His thumb swept over the tip, gathering his lubricant and rubbing it down his long pole.

“Isn’t that the biggest cock you ever laid eyes on?” Dane asked her and sped up his pace.

“Yes.” She cried out.

“Show him how much you appreciate watching him. Come for him.”

Lane burst and felt electrified. She shook and quivered in Dane’s arms as liquid heat leaked from her cunt. “Yes!” She squealed and pulled Dane’s hair and head forward, holding him tight. Her teeth bit down on her bottom lip as she took rapid intakes of air through her nose while keeping her eyes open, directing them at Bannock.

Dane lovingly brought her down with sweet kisses to her neck, his thumb gently rubbing her swollen pussy. She exhaled and inhaled, unsure if she could catch her breath again. Seeing Bannock with his cock in his hand, leisurely stroking had pushed her over the edge. When her release struck and she cried out, he gripped his dick so tight his knuckles turned white. The scene fueled her and the small aftershocks kept rocking her body.

With a strong embrace, Dane held her close and kissed her cheek. “Are you ready for more?”

“Yes,” she whispered.

Dane turned her around to face him and kissed her while cradling her face in his hands. “You are the most beautiful creature I’ve ever had the pleasure to look upon.” His eyes were genuine and loving.

“Thank you.” She leaned into his hand, loving the gentle caress.

“Climb on the bed. We have a show to give Bannock.”

Lane climbed up on her knees and stared at Bannock. She felt sexy and wanted. Dane was everything she needed or craved in a man, sweet, loving, and demanding. All the qualities she desired, wrapped up in a sinful package. She looked over her shoulder and watched him roll a condom over his large cock. She couldn’t wait to feel him inside her. Dane noticed her watching and gave her a seductive wink and she melted.

Dane eased up behind her and nudged her legs further apart with his knees. Lane faced Bannock and his eyes were watching, his hand stroking his cock with liberal strokes. God, she wanted to taste him so bad. Dane caressed her ass and delivered a slap to her right cheek. She whimpered and felt her body continue to heat up.

“She has a beautiful ass, too.” Dane rubbed away the stinging pain left by his hand.

When Dane nudged her pussy with his enlarged shaft, she bowed her back and pushed toward him. Slowly his cock eased in and began to stretch her wide. She wailed with delight and closed her eyes, enjoying each inch, and every ripple of his shaft.

“Mercy she is so hot and wet. So fucking tight too.” Dane stroked her ego and gasped with delight.

 He eased in and out to the tip, returning over and over at a medium pace. Lane wanted to demand what she wanted but was too caught up watching Bannock’s expression and his hand working his own cock. She wanted him to join in. She was hot and ready to share. Her body was so keyed up, she doubted service from both of them could calm the tsunami they’d created.

The pace increased causing Lane to hum. She could feel Dane’s balls hitting her clit, giving her a double stimulation. He gripped her hips tightly and she felt his cock swell inside of her. Sounds of his hips slapping her ass echoed off the walls, feeding her more delightful stimulation. “Yeah, Dane, just like that.” She gasped for air and felt her breasts bouncing.

“Oh, hell yes.” Dane groaned. “Ah, man, her pussy is so fucking awesome.”

 Lane heard Dane’s strangled words and loved the sound of them. They pushed harder, faster, taking as much pleasure as they could get. Lane grasped the sheets and held them tight.

“Tell Bannock to stroke his cock harder.”

Lane leveled her gaze on Bannock with her tits jiggling while Dane fucked her into dreamland. “Stroke it harder, Bannock!” her voice boomed, demanding what she wanted to see, what Dane knew she wanted to see.
Bannock gripped himself harder and started pumping his cock faster. His expression had changed. He was turned on, but trying hard to deny it. The sight pushed Lane closer and she began to pant. “Fuck me harder, Dane!”

Dane pounded against her ass harder and his thumb gathered up her wetness and rubbed her tight bud. Lane gasped and felt her body tremble. Slick heat from her pussy enveloped Dane’s cock and he growled when he felt it.

“Oh, fuck yes.” Lane looked directly at Bannock. “I’m close, hell yes, so close.” She shuddered. “Come with me, Bannock!” She squealed as her orgasm ripped through her. “Yes, yes.” She continued to let out all that had been locked inside.

Breaking Point

Lexa Fox lost her childhood the day her mother took her and fled Sunset Point. Twenty-three years later, she’s returning to claim her inheritance from a father she barely remembers, in a place she doesn’t belong.

Detectives Beau Rivers and Diego Mendez grew up in ménage families and always knew they’d be a trio if they could find the right woman. They’d found her once, but fate took her out of their lives long before they were old enough to stake their claim. No woman since has ever managed to live up to their memories of Lexa, so when fate brings their childhood sweetheart back into their lives, they do everything they can to convince their gray-eyed, world-weary beauty to stay.

There are dangers to be faced and enemies to overcome, but in the end it’s up to her men to show her that some hearts never give up hope, and some loves have no Breaking Point.

Hot Excerpt

 “If you think I’m going to lie here while you two eat all the cupcakes you are sorely mistaken.” Lexa started to get up again, but Diego pressed a hand to her chest and stopped her from moving.

“You are dessert. Now lie still, little cupcake, and let us frost you.”

“Wha—” Something cool and thick was brushed over the lips of her pussy and Lexa stopped talking, all her attention riveted on Beau’s fingers as he stroked her labia. She lifted her head and saw Beau staring down at her sex, a partially eaten cupcake in one hand.

Diego’s approach was more direct, and she had to bite back a moan as he simply pressed one of the cupcakes against her breast, transferring the frosting to her skin. Her nipples puckered the instant the cool icing touched them, and the scent of sugar and coconut ticked her nose when she drew in a deep, shuddering breath.

“Close your eyes,” Diego instructed her and she did so, focusing on her other senses instead of just her sight. Something brushed against her lips and she parted them, letting the tip of her tongue dart out to taste the dab of frosting she found at the corner of her mouth. Beau’s fingers slipped between her folds and cool air hit her overheated skin when he parted the lips of her pussy, exposing her clit.

“Now that is the sweetest treat I have ever seen,” he groaned and then his tongue was lapping at the frosting, flicking over and around her clit as he devoured her. Every touch of Beau’s mouth sent molten pleasure flowing through her body and she tried to arch herself against his lips, craving more, but her legs were dangling and his hands were on her thighs, keeping her legs parted and she couldn’t get the leverage she needed to move. She growled in need and frustration, only to nearly come up off the table altogether as Diego suckled one icing covered breast into the furnace-like heat of his mouth.

They had been quick studies, and now Lexa found herself being touched and stroked with deadly precision. Every move her lovers made was intended to ratchet her need high and push her closer to orgasm. Beau eased two fingers into her sopping pussy and curved them upward until his fingertips brushed over her G-spot. That one touch sent her senses spinning and her pussy clenching tight around his fingers. Sensing her control was slipping, Diego nipped the pebbled nub of her nipple sharply and then released it before dropping his head to her other breast and attacking it with the same hunger as the first.

Beau laved and nibbled at her swollen clit, his fingers tapping out a relentless tempo deep inside her channel. The onslaught of sensation became more than she could bear and a wave of pleasure crested and then crashed over her, sending her into mind-searing release. Her nails raked the desktop and her entire body shuddered as she lost herself in bliss, barely managing to hold back her ecstatic cries.

“Nothing in the world is as beautiful as watching you come,” Diego whispered as he released his mouth from her breast and moved to kiss her. “I want to see you do that again, with Beau’s cock inside you, and then mine. You’re not getting off that desk until you’ve shown us that glorious display at least two more times.”

“Still pushy,” Lexa opened her eyes and grinned up at Diego and then at Beau. “Good thing I think it’s sexy as hell right now.”

“You’re going to regret telling him that,” Beau warned, already tearing open the fly on his pants in his eagerness to be inside her. When he flipped open his wallet and pulled out a condom Lexa laughed. “You always carry one of those around in your wallet in hopes of getting lucky?”

“Sweetling, since you came back we’ve started stashing rubbers everywhere. There is no way we ever want to be without if there’s a chance of getting you naked.”

“How romantic… I think.”

Warm lips brushed over the curve of her ear. “You’re the only woman who has ever made us so crazy we jumped her at the office. Hell, you’re the only woman Hattie has ever let past the front desk. She knew you were special.”

She turned her head and kissed Diego’s cheek. He tasted of coconut and sugar and an underlying spice that was part of his own personal flavor. “You taste good.”

The thick head of Beau’s dick pressed against her entrance and she heard Beau groan with pleasure as he eased himself inside. “You feel like heaven, cher. Diego, you’re going to want to help her stay on the desk because there’s no way this one is going to be slow or easy.” He winked at Lexa and rocked his hips into hers, driving himself in deeper. “You better hang on tight.”

“Hang on to what?” Lexa asked, but Diego was already moving. He lifted her legs and then slid an arm under her knees, gently drawing her legs up toward her chest and holding them in place. His other arm settled under her head acting as a pillow.

“Fuck, she just got so tight it’s like a vice around my dick.” Beau’s voice came out as more of a strangled groan and he started grinding his body against hers so that his balls brushed her ass and her clit was pressed up against his pubic bone. Sparks sizzled in her veins as her inner muscles pulsed, gripping him even harder.

“Stop talking and fuck me!” she demanded, her need now overwhelming every other thought. She didn’t care who heard them, didn’t care if the whole damned department walked in right now, she need to come.

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