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