Just an FYI

First, I am out of town at the moment. I have the blog set up to post every day while I am gone:) So, if I do not contact you right away, that is the reason.
Secondly, everyone who contacted me who won in the WOR contest has been contacted. LENI, you have not contacted me. If you want your GC, you need to contact me at Melissa@melissaschroeder.net

Oh and a BIG WOO HOO. The Spy Who Loved Her should be off to Final Line Edits soon! I will let you all know when it goes on preorder.

WOR Day FOUR: A Little Harmless Sex

This is the book that started it all. I came up with the name before the characters, because, well, it sounded like a really good title. I guess I was right, lol.

Also, this is the book that not only made the International Best Seller is for June of 2005, but was named one of the top 100 best selling NookBooks of the YEAR. That is fiction and nonfiction.

Again, same rules. Follow me, comment, you get two entries in the chance for the 25 dollar GC at the book retailer of your choice. Good Luck.

Question of the Day: For winter holidays, do you prefer cold snowy days, or do you want to wear a bathing suit to the beach on Christmas morning?

A Little Harmless Sex -- Harmless Series, Book 1
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Is it love – or just a little harmless sex?

Max has always been Anna’s knight in shining armor. But Max has always seen her as a charming, and very sexy, little sister…

Until Max’s cold fiancé dumps him, Anna unloads another of her many conquests and she invites him over for margaritas and Mexican food. Too much tequila, too much flirting, and too many years of fighting the attraction — Max loses control and has mind blowing sex with Anna on her couch. And in her shower. And in her bed.

Anna can’t believe she has finally slipped beneath Max’s steely self-control. He is every woman’s dark, wet fantasy come true. But what happens when the Max pushes Anna for more than just A Little Harmless Sex?

Review Snippets:

The love scenes are sweet, at the same time that they’re hot and sexy. Melissa Schroeder knows what her readers want and definitely delivers it!  Kerin, Two Lips Reviews

A Little Harmless Sex by Melissa Schroeder is a thoroughly engaging read. Lynn, Fallen Angel Reviews

A LITTLE HARMLESS SEX is one boiling, bubbling romance that cancertainly heat you up from head to toe. Melissa Schroeder handles an oft-repeated subject with an undeniable panache…The sex is totally wild with an emotional streak, which is just perfect. Melissa explores the feelings in superb detail, which makes you wish you had a good friend with whom you could try a relationship! If you want a buy, read and keep book then this fits the bill completely! Enjoy!  Dee Herga, Romance Junkies

Ms. Schroeder writes hot, steamy sex scenes that will have the reader panting for more. Valerie, Love Romances and More

This book was intensely erotic but also very romantic. I enjoyed watching Anna and Max’s relationship progress from best friends to true soul mates. This book will have you gripped from start to finish, which is why A Little Harmless Sex is a FAR Recommended Read! - Sarah, FAR

(c) 2007, Melissa Schroeder

“Max, I think you’ve had too much to drink.”

Her eyes sparkled with humor. She had the greenest eyes he’d ever seen. No hint of another color, just green. Like the lawn behind his home in springtime. No matter how flamboyant her personality, or how seductive she was, there was always a hint of intelligence in her eyes. Anna licked her lower lip. He followed the movement, entranced by the sight of her tongue flitting out over her fuller bottom lip. His dick hardened as he thought of her using that mouth and tongue on him. His balls twitched as he imagined the feel of her lips moving over his flesh, the heat of her mouth against his cock.

“What I was talking about is my problem with men.”

“You don’t have problems with men.” In Max’s opinion, men came too easily for her. For a girl who’d barely dated in high school, she’d made up for lost time. “You date too much.”

Anna collapsed against the arm of the sofa in a fit of laughter. “What you mean is I fuck too many guys. I don’t sleep with all of them, Max. But, on the other hand, I’m not embarrassed by my sexuality.”

“Of course not. You brag about it.”

She nudged him with her foot. “I do not. I just don’t hide it. And truth is, there’s a double standard. No one in this freaking town thinks anything of a man having a sex life, but they still hold the antiquated idea that women are supposed to be virgins or hate sex.”

He really wished she would quit talking about sex. Talking about sex was the next thing to having it. Sitting so close, he could feel the heat of her body. It was wreaking havoc with his thought process. She kept talking about sex and each time she said the word it reminded him he couldn’t touch. Which just sucked, and—to quote Anna herself—not in a good way.

She poured herself another shot. Lick, drink, suck. Max shifted, trying to ease the ache in his balls. She purred, her enjoyment of the drink almost making him come in his pants.

Anna leaned back against the multitude of pillows piled on her red sofa. Her dark curls spilled over the vibrant colors. She made the perfect picture of a sensual gypsy. His heart smacked against his chest at the sight of her crooked smile.

“No, I think I figured out that I measure every man against you.”

The thought of Anna measuring men’s dicks with a ruler popped into his tequila-soaked brain. “You measure them? And how do you know how big I am?”

She stared at him for a moment. Confusion clouded her eyes, then dissolved into amusement. Her laughter filled the room.

“No, I don’t mean like that. Although you do have very large hands.” She took a sip and then shook her head. “No, I meant by the way they act.”

“Oh.” The heat of embarrassment crept up his neck and into his face. Anna had been right. He’d had too damn much to drink, especially if he was thinking about Anna measuring his dick.

“All I know about you in that regard is the way you kiss. And you’re very good.” Anna shrugged one shoulder. “I guess everyone thinks first kisses are special, though.”

The memory he’d shoved to the back of his brain pushed forward. He’d been home after graduation, full of himself for doing it with honors. He’d come upon Anna crying over some boy. When Anna had told him she’d never even been kissed and begged him to, Max lost control and gave in to the urge that had haunted him for six months, since the last time he’d seen her. He’d dreamed of that kiss, and more, every night for weeks.

Even after returning to work on his MBA, he’d been haunted by the taste of her lips, the feel of her skin and the thought of what it would have been like to sink into her heated pussy. He wanted nothing more than to possess the right to touch her and make her moan. The need to touch her had clawed inside him. It was wrong then, and wrong now. He still couldn’t stop the primal animal who wanted her, especially when the sane businessman was shitfaced.

“You know, that probably was a mistake,” she said, drawing him out of his memories.

He shook his head, trying his best to clear the newest image he’d invented. “Mistake?”

“Yeah, you’re a really good kisser. And then I had to go out with Tommy Reynolds later that month. He couldn’t kiss worth a damn. All spit and tongue. You’re a tough act to follow.”

The laughter faded from her eyes, replaced by something much darker. Desire so potent he felt the singe of it all the way to the soles of his feet. Blood rushed to his groin. Anna leaned closer, her wildflower scent surrounding him, arousing him. She placed her hand on the back of the couch, then lifted her leg over him and straddled his lap. Her skirt flowed over his pants. When she settled on him, the wet heat of her sex warmed his shaft. Max groaned, his body tightening in response. Her hair slid off her shoulders and brushed his chest, tickling his neck.

His lips were within inches of hers. The only thought that came to mind was taste. A stolen peach on a balmy summer morning. Sweet, delicious, irresistible. He desperately wanted to take a huge bite. She leaned closer, tempting him and driving him insane. Her tongue darted out over her plump, full lower lip. When she spoke, arousal deepened her voice. Her sweet southern accent curled around him and into his heart.

“So, Max, since you’re so good at kissing, I was wondering how good you are at fucking.”

WOR DAY THREE: A Little Harmless Obsession

As many of you know, I have had a lot of releases lately. Since Sept 21, I have had 4, and I have another one before the month is out. So, I thought I would spotlight some of the other books this week, along with a preview of my last release of 2010, Sex on the Beach, this Friday.

CONTEST: One Winner each day. Answer the question and get your name in the hat. If you follow me, I throw your name in two times! Prizes: 25 dollar GC from book retailer of your choice!

QUESTION OF THE DAY
In recent years, I have stopped making New Years' Resolutions to lose weight(obviously) or to be a particular way. I found out that I sometimes don't take care of myself. So, at the beginning of the new year I always try to promist to do something for myself for the year. Kind of selfish, but I know that a lot of you are like me. You put yourself last behind friends, family. It is usually nothing big. This year was to take more time for myself, to read, to relax, to spend time with my family. I haven't decided about 2011. So, if you could do one thing for yourself for the New Year, what would it be? It could be as simple as buying yourself an extra book, taking a night to read, getting a pedi or mani once a month...anything. Let me know in the comment section!

A Little Harmless Obsession -- Harmless Series, Book 3
Samhain Publishing

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What begins as a quest for submission becomes an unrelenting need for love.

May Aiona’s crush on sexy Evan Chambers is a bad habit that should be easy to break. It’s not like he’s ever noticed her. Looking for a safe place to release the reins of control and explore her curiosity about BDSM, May takes a friend up on an invitation to visit an exclusive bondage club—all she has to agree to is a public submission.

Evan can’t help but notice the exotically beautiful May. But despite his success, the dirty secrets of his past whisper that he’ll never be good enough for her. When Evan sees her standing in his club ready to submit to his best friend, he gives in to the thing he wants most—May as his sub. After their session, he knows one night will never be enough. But loving May isn’t easy for a man always ready to take charge. She might like to submit in the bedroom, but she doesn’t like anyone telling her what to do outside of it.
When May insists she’s not in any danger from the person seemingly obsessed with her, she ends up in the sights of a deranged stalker—with Evan possibly too far away to help.

Warning: This book contains sexy Hawaiian settings, crazy relatives, and a submission scene that leaves the heroine breathless and the hero frustrated. There are toys, bondage, and love scenes so hot, you’ll need ice water and a towel. Remember, it’s a Harmless story, so you know there’s nothing harmless about it.

Reviews

Voted Book of the Week by WC Readers, Long and Short Reviews

This book can be summed up in two words. Freaking hot! Lillie, Novel Thoughts

Wow, wow and wow! Melissa Schroeder is back with a bang! Valerie, Love Romances and More

A brilliantly fast paced, erotically intense story... My Foolish Wisdom

A Little Harmless Obsession deserves 5+ stars and is definitely a recommended read. Really! Go out and buy this book. Tyhada's Place

Well written and fast paced this is a book that should be on everyone’s to be read pile. Mistletoe, Whipped Cream Reviews

What a great story, thoroughly enjoyable, and inducing purchasing sessions, snatching up the author's backlist for more reading enjoyment. Bella, Fallen Angel Reviews

EXCERPT

 “There are no rules against showing your pleasure. It will help me understand what you want…need from me.”

He rolled one nipple between his fingers. A low moan escaped. “That’s good.”

With one last soft pinch to each nipple, he released her and unhooked the restraints from the ceiling. Rubbing his hands down her arms, he led her toward the middle of the platform. A crinkle formed above her eyes telling him she was confused. While some Doms got off on keeping a sub completely in the dark, and it did have its place in some training, a new sub needed to know the basics to ease their nerves. Anticipation was one thing, being skittish was another thing all together.

“I don’t like leaving anyone in that position for too long. It’s not good for the circulation, and it really isn’t the ideal position for what I had in mind.”

Evan couldn’t keep the excitement or need out of his voice. He wasn’t sure she could recognize it. His body screamed to conquer, to take her as his, but he knew it wouldn’t happen. It was his job to initiate her, nothing else. The idea that he would never touch her after tonight ate at him He led her down the stairs to one of his favorite pieces of equipment. Shaped like a gymnasium horse, it could be lowered in height and provided hooks on the side for her restraints. He still said nothing, knowing that the silence added a level of tension that would bring her a more glorious release in the end.

Without a word, he pressed on her lower back, urging her forward. Soon he had her bent over, her cuffs hooked on, and her ass in the perfect position for the ultimate viewing experience for the audience. He’d made sure the audio had been turned off for them, although he knew that had not been Micah’s intention. But he wanted music for the two of them, just for them. After he picked out his favorite playlist, one that always reminded him of May, the smooth, sensual voice of Lauryn Hill filled the room. He moved the paddle into grabbing distance.

Not being able to resist, he placed both hands on the fullest part of her ass and squeezed. She rarely wore jeans or pants to work, so seeing the actual shape of her rear didn’t happen that often. Still, it wouldn’t matter after tonight. Every time he closed his eyes he would probably see it. Lord knows he’d dream of taking her from behind. He slid his hands up and over to the small of her back. His fingers trembled and he had to grit his teeth to fight the desire to slip them between her cheeks, into the small puckered hole. She tensed slightly. With one last lingering caress, he moved to pick up the paddle.

“I glanced at your questionnaire.” He rubbed the padded toy over her rear end. “You seem to have a…shall we call it…interest in spankings.”

WOR CONTEST DAY 2, A LITTLE HARMLESS LIE

Sorry about the late post folks. There was some kind of glitch in my formatting and blogger didn't post it when I scheduled it<G>.
So, today we have Micah and Dee, woo hoo! Remember, you must either answer the question or follow the blog to enter for the 25 dollar GC. If you do both, you get your name in twice. Only one winner a day.

QUESTION OF THE DAY: What makes you want to keep reading a series? Is it just good writing, some kind of story hook, etc?

A LITTLE HARMLESS LIE

 

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Falling for her might be easy, seducing her may be damned hard, but keeping her alive might just be deadly.

Harmless, Book 4

Coming from nothing, Micah Ross now has more than he knows what to do with. His Hawaii BDSM club is flourishing, and he has his pick of women. Except one. Dee Sumners is cute, sexy, feisty…and, since she’s on his payroll, off-limits. Plus, she insists she isn’t into the life. Until one heated kiss hints that his head bartender secretly hungers to be his sub.

Life on the run doesn’t allow Dee to indulge in long-term relationships. Still, Micah manages to work his way through her tough armor and under her skin. Yet even as she succumbs to his skilled seduction, her survival instinct forms a plan to leave the island she has grown to love—and the man she’s in danger of loving.

When Dee disappears, Micah’s anger turns to fear when he realizes she didn’t leave willingly. Calling on his skills as a former bounty hunter, he tracks her to the mainland only to discover she is entangled in a web of lies and deceit that not only threatens their love, but her life.

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Product Warnings

This book contains more Hawaiian settings, a Native American Dom who always thinks he’s right, a woman on the run, sexy kisses, murderous relatives, a trip to Sin City, and a seduction that is sweet and hot and everything in between. Ice water and a towel are recommended while reading.

 

 

 

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He smiled as he sipped his water. She’d had one small glass of wine, but switched to water like Micah. She knew from experience that he didn’t drink much. She had never seen him get drunk, never heard of him losing control like that. Of course, he always seemed to be able to master his emotions. There was no way he would allow himself to drink too much. It should comfort her since her oldest brother had been well on his way to being a drunk when she’d run—and a mean drunk at that. But there was a tiny part of her that was afraid of a man like Micah. A man with that much self-restraint should make any woman scared.

She smiled. “Odd that you seem to know some of my favorite foods.”

He said nothing.

“So, been spying on me?”

He laughed as he stood and took both their plates. “No. Your friend Keisha was happy to help in my date plans.”

She could feel a flush of heat fill her face. “Trying to win the pool.”

“What?”

“Nothing.” She watched him as he cut a generous portion of the cheesecake. He returned to the table and slid into the chair beside her with one plate and a seductive smile. She didn’t know which tempted her more, the man or the cake.

“You’re not going to have any?” she asked.

He nodded. “We’ll share.” He cut off a piece.

And then his gaze followed the fork as he moved it to her lips. He didn’t mean to feed her, did he?

“Open up.”

Well, crap. Fear and arousal twisted through her. She didn’t want this. It was almost too…intimate. This was all about proving she wasn’t for him, but no matter what, he kept slinking past her defenses.

She shook her head.

“You want some, you better open up.”

She frowned as butterflies fluttered in her tummy.

“I told you, some things are better when someone does them for you.”

The way his voice rolled over those words, she knew the meaning behind them. She would have to be an idiot not to understand. She wanted to refuse. Being fed by a man was…a little bit too much for her to take. He slid the fork along her bottom lip. The scent of the graham cracker crust and the sweetness of the cake filled her head. She raised her gaze to his. His attention was on her mouth.

“Open up, baby. You won’t regret it.”

Yearning for the cake, for the man in front of her, had her head spinning. Never in all her twenty-seven years had she wanted someone so much. He hadn’t really tried to seduce her, and she was ready to jump up on the table and offer her body to him. But she kept all this inside, locked away, because it was better that he never know what was going on in her head. A man like Micah Ross might be good, but he definitely would use it against her to get her into bed.

“Dee.”

Her name snapped out. Not loudly, not enough to scare her. But enough to let her know that he was not happy with her. She should take exception to his tone, the way it bit out from between his teeth. Instead, she found herself wanting to please him as her nipples hardened. She opened her mouth and he slipped the dreamy dessert between her lips. The sweetness exploded over her tongue. God, it had been a long time since she’d had good cheesecake. She could pay for the good stuff. She had the money to spend on air-shipped cheesecake. But she knew she would eat the whole damn cake by herself. She opened her eyes to find Micah watching her, his face flush, his gaze intent on her mouth. The air between them thickened. Everything in her tightened, her hormones dancing.

She swallowed the bite. Before she could say anything, he had another bite for her. He held it in front of her mouth.

“Aren’t you going to have any?”

He shook his head, said nothing. She got the feeling he was holding on to an invisible thread of control. From watching her eat cheesecake?

She wanted to refuse him, wanted to tell him one bite was enough. But…she couldn’t. As she opened her mouth, she gave in to the delightful treat. Damn, the airiness was just like New York, just the right amount of sugar, the crust substantial, but not overwhelming the cake itself.

She had barely swallowed the second bite when he had another at her mouth. She took it this time without hesitation, closing her eyes and humming. The fork clattered on the plate. It was the only warning she got. She opened her eyes to find Micah reaching for her, pulling her out of her chair and onto his lap.

He crashed his mouth down onto hers, his tongue sweeping in and taking immediate possession. Like every time he kissed her, it set off an explosion within her. She didn’t resist, couldn’t. As her head spun, she slipped her hands through the silky strands of his hair, and tried to move closer. Her breasts ached, her nipples painfully hard. She turned in his lap to press her chest against his, trying her best to gain some relief.

He groaned and tightened his hold. The sound of it came from deep within him as if he were in pain. It touched something in her, had her heart beating so hard she was amazed she didn’t pass out.

She slipped her tongue against his and his hands convulsed on her waist. Damn this felt good, right. Nothing had ever felt this right before. In all her times with men, before and after the incident, she had held herself back, made sure she didn’t lose her head. But this time, this one time, she didn’t want to stop. She wanted it to keep going—needed to feel his body on hers, in hers. She shifted in his lap and felt his erection. It should be a sign to run, to not get in deep with this man. But she wanted him. Wanted everything he could offer her, take from her. Nothing in her life had ever been so important. She wanted him. Now.

Day One WINNER

SHERRY, with the email that starts with sstrode, is my winner. Please email me so we can hook up and get your GC to you.
Next contest coming up. Sorry, I messed up the formatting on the posts and they didn't post when they were supposed to:(

WOR Contest Day #1: Mele Kalikimaka, Baby

Good morning, everyone! Well, today starts the WEEK OF RELEASES. I will add the jargon here for the contest and then I will share an excerpt from Mele Kalikimaka, Baby!

CONTEST:
Each day, Mel will offer up a GC to one lucky winner! You have your choice of Bookstrand, Barnes and Noble, Amazon, Samhain Publishing, and Fictionwise.
You must participate in the question of the day on the blog to get one entry for a chance at the 25 dollar GC Mel is giving away. If you follow the blog, you get two chances. The contest ends at 8 am TUES Dec 14th, name will be posted during the day. By entering the contest you are agreeing that you are over 18 years old and by entering you are getting a chance to win. Good Luck!

Yadda, yadda....
And so, off to the next BIG RELEASE.
Mele Kalikimaka, Baby is a book I have been wanting to write for years. Not so much the characters, but the title. And, when these characters popped up, I knew they were perfect for it.

It is what I consider a short story/short novella. It is not as long as most of my work, but I thought readers would enjoy the nice break from the holiday craziness. And, well, there are two hunky Hawaiian Heroes...you can't lose! This is the first of three books. The second is out later this month, Sex on the Beach.
QUESTION OF THE DAY:
If you could spend one day in Hawaii, what would you want to do? The beach, a luau, Pearl Harbor? Let me know.

Mele Kalikimaka, Baby
Hawaiian Holidays #1
Siren Publishing

 
EXCERPT

Sophia gasped as Mal took her mouth in a hard, needy kiss that had her head spinning. Lord, both of these men could kiss. His tongue danced over hers, inviting, tempting, pulling her into the kiss.

Jack pushed her hair to the side and undid the top of her halter dress. Mal pulled back and let the fabric fall to her waist. Cool air brushed over her hot flesh as he bent and took one nipple into his mouth. Heated pleasure danced over her nerve endings as he sucked then scraped his teeth over her nipples. God, he was insane with his mouth. She did not even notice that jack was pulling at the rest of her dress until it slipped down her legs.

“Oh, my, Mal. We have a very naughty girl on our hands.” Jack’s voice deepened, desire threading through it. He slipped his fingers over her slit.

Mal pulled back. His gaze traveled down her bare body, stopping briefly at her shaved pussy, then down the path to her sandals. By the time his gaze moved back up to her face, she was red with embarrassment.

“Definitely naughty,” he said, his mouth kicking up on one corner. “Wearing no panties, no bra, going out with two men…I think you’re a dream come true.”

Even in her embarrassment, she felt a sense of pride. It wasn’t like her to go without lingerie, but tonight, for some reason, she did it. She had told herself that it was because of the heat and the style of the dress, but she knew that to be a lie. She had wanted to be bad, without any thought that anyone would know. She thought she could have her little naughtiness and only she would be the person to know. But then, she had not expected to come back to her condo and agree to bed two men.

“I think we are in for a hot time tonight, cuz,” Jack said.

Mal nodded, then bent over, slipping one arm beneath her knees, the other at her back, and picked her up. Her sandals slipped off and clattered against the tiled floor, but she paid no attention. Mal was watching her as he carried her, his eyes so intense she was afraid to look away.

He laid her on the bed gently and followed her down. It felt odd being completely naked and having a man on top over her who was completely clothed. But she wasn’t given time to think about it. Mal moved down her body, his mouth moving over her flesh, nipping and teasing her until he settled between her legs.

She rose to her elbows to watch. He slipped his hands over her thighs and spread them further apart. Damn, she wasn’t a prude by any standards, but she could feel the blush rushing over her skin. She would be ever cursed with the damned fair skin.

“I love that you shaved down here,” he said, while he slipped his fingers over her sensitized flesh. “Damn, these pretty pink lips are wet.”

Jack had pulled off his shirt and was only in his jeans. He kneeled on the bed by her stomach and slid his hand down to her pussy. He slipped a finger into her at the same time Mal did. She collapsed on the bed as the sensations moved over her. Both of them fingered her, in rhythm. Wet heat pooled there. She knew it was dripping over their fingers.

“Fuck,” Mal said as one of them added another finger, bringing the number up to three. “I can’t wait to sink my cock into this tight little pussy.”

“Hmm, yeah,” Jack said and someone rubbed against her clit. Without warning her orgasm was on her, shooting her from aroused into a vortex of heated pleasure as it blasted through her.

“Holy shit!” Mal said.

As she was drifting down from the orgasm, she felt Jack move off the bed. Before she could even open her eyes, she felt Mal’s hot breath on her cunt. She lifted her head and looked down at him. His eyes were closed as he set his mouth on her. A look of sheer pleasure moved over his face as his tongue pierced her pussy.

She heard a chuckle from Jack and she glanced at him. He was naked, his entire body there for her to see. She had been right about his build, about the way his long muscles would look under that light brown skin. Her gaze traveled down to muscled chest, sculpted abs, to his erection, which curved up to his belly. She swallowed.

“Are you ready for a taste?” he asked as he crawled beside her on the double bed.

She nodded. “Oh, yes.”