Sneak Peek: A Little Harmless Fascination

We are closing in on the release date for A Little Harmless Fascination. I am really excited about this book, and about the one after that, Possession. Okay, I am always excited about new releases, but this will kick off three or four HARMLESS releases in a row. That of course, depends on the move in a couple of weeks. I hope to be able to put four out, but you know, even a move ten minutes away is bound to be a PITA.

But I digress as usual. Coming up is A Little Harmless Fascination. I do not have an exact date because I just want to put it out when it is done. I guess if y'all want a date, I can give you one, but then I would have to shove it back a couple of weeks. I figured y'all wanted it asap!

Writing Fascination brought back some old characters, including one newer one. Anna and Max make an appearance, Danny Aiona gets more air time--as he is a very flirtatious 21 year old who likes much older women, and our friend Eli St John, hero of the upcoming A Little Harmless Ride, has a very brief appearance. He is on the prowl at Rough 'n Ready of course, lol. There are also a couple of bisexual bikers who live in a house close to Jillian and they just might have to have their own book. They're ex-special forces on top it, so yum.

One thing that I liked about this one is I did it mainly as a pantzer. I am back to my old ways completely and loving it. I have a structure of the book, I now how the bad guy is, but I just let the relationship develop naturally. I hope y'all like it.

Here is a tidbit that isn't edited, so any and all mistakes are mine:

A LITTLE HARMLESS FASCINATION

coming soon

(c) 2012 Melissa Schroeder

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“How about a tattoo?” she asked pulling him out of his thoughts.

He choked on the drink of coffee he just took. The warm liquid shot up his nose and he winced. She handed him a napkin.

"What?" he asked.

She smiled and nodded to a tent on the other side of him.

"It's just henna. Don't look scared."

"I'm not scared. I'm just not into tattoos on me."

She pulled her glasses down on her nose so she could look over the top of them. "What about on other people?"

He could tell from the sparkle in her eyes that she was fucking with him. He looked down her arms at a sleeve of tattoos that must have taken hours to get. "Depends on the person. I especially like yours."

"Really?"

"Yeah. That and your belly button ring."

Her lips curved as she pushed the glasses back up and turned to walk away. The woman moved like a freaking temptress. He knew it was innate to her like breathing. She didn’t do it on purpose. It didn’t mean he could ignore it. His hands itched to touch, to tease, to spank.  That full ass swinging in her barely there shorts...he was sure the lack of blood in his brain wasn't good for his health.

He caught up to her. "So, is your belly the only place you're pierce?"

"Wouldn't you like to know?"

He slipped his hand around her upper arm and gently tugged her to the side of a tent at the end of one of the rows out of the pedestrian traffic. It was heating up, the air stifled by the arrangements of the vendors, and the humidity was rising by the minute. The scent of her filled his senses.

"Yeah, I kind of do want to know where else you're pierced."

She smiled up at him and he could tell she was going to brush him off. The Dom in him was already beating his way out. He had lain dormant for months but with Jillian around, those dominant tendencies were surfacing again.

She patted his cheek. "I only share that with intimate friends."

Jillian turned to leave but he grabbed her arm again.

"Don't mess with me, Jillian. I don't like it, not that way."

Her eyes narrowed as she looked down at his hand on her upper arm.

"If you're not interested, just say leave me the fuck alone, Conner."

He waited, holding his breath. He hadn't meant to challenge her, hadn't known this was so important right now. It was. More than he had ever expected, it was beyond that now. Why this woman, right now, he had no idea. But the need he had building in him was starting to take over any sane thought he had. He knew right now if he didn’t have her soon, there was a good chance he might just go a little insane. If she said to fuck off, he would be screwed.

When she didn’t say anything, Conner let loose the breath and nodded. "Good, then we understand each other. Just know that when I ask you that question again, I will expect an answer."

Delilah's Downfall EXCERPT

I am interrupting your viewing of fine cowboy flesh, to offer up a little excerpt of Delilah's Downfall. It is already blazing up the charts at Bookstrand, now number 12 on the best seller list, woo hoo! And, thanks to the release, I have hit the best selling author list again:)

I promise, there is one more day of cowboys coming, sort of a finale for ya, but here is a tidbit of Delilah.

DELILAH'S DOWNFALL

Ménage Amour: Erotic Cowboy Ménage a Quatre Romance, F/M/M/M, bondage, sex toys, Interracial]

Delilah Gonzales loves cowboys. She has from very early in her life. But, those in her hometown didn't show much interest, or respect, so she has sworn them off. Plus, she always seems to fall head over heels for them and they always seem to leave. That's before she gets hired as the Bartlett Ranch's cook and housekeeper. When she is faced with not one, but four, gorgeous brothers, she finds herself reevaluating her cowboy ban.

The Bartlett Brothers have been looking for a woman for all them. They each have different needs, wants, and Delilah seems to be the one to fill them all. It doesn't take long before they have her in their bed. But, when she is faced with choosing them over her family, will she stand up to her overbearing brothers, or leave the brothers with broken hearts?

A Siren Erotic Romance

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EXCERPT:

“I tell you we shouldn’t wait,” Jessie said. She wasn’t exactly sure how she knew so easily which twin was which by his voice, but it was an instant recognition on her part. The lazy way he talked was different from the gentle, but quick words of his twin.

Justin snorted. “Yeah, that would be great. You hire someone and immediately ask her—a woman living with four men—if she’s into group sex.”

She almost dropped the basket. Her heart pounded in her chest as she felt all the moisture in her mouth dry up.

“I say she is.”

“Whether or not she is, you don’t jump her the day she shows up,” Justin said, aggravation threading his voice.

“It’s the day after.”

She could hear the laughter in Jessie’s voice, and she couldn’t help but smile. This, too, was familiar to her. A girl didn’t grow up with three brothers and not hear this type of arguing.

“Listen, standing here and talking about it isn’t going to help any. Hell, the truth of the matter is, it is making it worse,” Justin said.

“Tell me about it. Of course, you didn’t smell her or touch her.”

“You brought that on yourself.” Justin paused. “What was she like?”

“Hmm…Damn, she smelled of heaven…and that flower Mom liked.”

Lavender. It was one of her favorite scents. She even had a pot of it growing on her balcony back in San Antonio.

“Yeah?”

Both of their voices had deepened, and her body responded. Her nipples beaded against her cotton bra, her pussy clenched, her thighs quivered. This was not good. Not only was she getting turned on by two men she shouldn’t be sleeping with, she had just arrived. Spying on the bosses was not a good idea, and that was exactly what she was doing.

“I can just imagine what she wears under those jeans,” Jessie said, his voice deepening over the words. “I’m saying a thong from what I could tell.”

Oh, gawd, they were going to drive her insane.

“I have a feeling she likes to be taken from behind,” Justin said. The arousal was easy to hear in his voice.

She needed to put a stop to this. Listening to them had her too turned on, and she wasn’t far from walking in there, dropping onto her knees, and begging to suck their cocks. With a deep breath, she steadied her nerves and stepped into the barn.

With a bright smile, she said, “Good afternoon.”

They were in the back of the barn, shoveling hay. Both their heads whipped around, their feral expressions almost as identical as their looks . Then she noticed that neither of them wore a shirt. Perspiration rolled down their torsos, leaving their flesh slick and shiny.

“Hey, Delilah,” Justin said as he set his pitchfork against the wall and walked toward her. “What’cha got there?”

For a second, she didn’t respond. Her tongue had tied in so many knots all she could do was watch him approach her. His hair was damp and curling at the ends. The scent of male exertion surrounded her.

“Delilah?” Justin asked.

“What? Oh.” She felt heat fill her face as she glanced down at the basket. “I made lunch.”

Jessie joined his twin, and she tried not to ogle them too much, but she was only human. Their muscle definition was just about the same: strong pecs and six-pack abs you could bounce a quarter off of, only Jessie had a tattoo on his upper arm. Inwardly she sighed. Real cowboys were her downfall. They worked and lived hard, but damn if all that hard work didn’t give them the body of a god.

“You didn’t have to do that,” Justin said as he took the burden of the heavy basket from her and set it on a bale of hay.

“I know, but I thought that maybe y’all might be hungry.”

He opened the basket and whistled. “I’m not sure if either of us is this hungry.”

She laughed. “No. Some of it is for Mason and Shane. Do you know where they are?”

Jessie nodded. “Yeah. They went north today. We had some fencing down.”

“Can you give me directions?”

“I can take you,” Justin said. His offer earned him a surprised look from his brother, but he seemed oblivious.

Time spent alone in the cab of a pickup with a hot, sweaty, sexy man? That was not a good idea, but she didn’t know how to say no. He was smiling at her, his eyes lighted with interest, and she heard herself saying, “Sure.”

A Little Harmless Obsession Releases

And I forgot to post to my own blog, lol. Yeah, I know, sooo professional. I promise that next time I will be more on the ball. Well, I sorta promise, lol. You all know how bad I am.
But, I wanted to share an excerpt and some interviews I did around the web with my characters.

A LITTLE HARMLESS OBSESSION

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"Watch."

It took all of her control to order herself to look down at what he was doing. His hand was light against her skin, his nimble fingers easily teasing her.

“Your breasts are so responsive. Look how pretty that nipple is.”

As she watched, he pulled his hand away, then moved to tease the other nipple. “I would love to put these in nipple clamps.” He pinched the nipple on the word clamps.

Clamps? She would have never thought the idea sexy at all, but now, her whole body responded to the comment. Another gush of liquid filled her pussy and wet the tops of her thighs. Just watching him tease her nipple had her heart racing and she could not look away. Every stroke shot straight to her cunt.

Before she was ready for him to stop, he pulled away.

“Now, I want you to keep watching.” When she closed her eyes to gather her senses, he gave her rear end a hard, quick slap. “Obey me now, or, as I promised you, punishment will be worse, much worse.”

He waited until she opened her eyes. “You will watch me…watch what I do to you.”

“Yes, Sir.”

Her immediate answer earned her a soft caress where he had slapped her.

He moved away and opened up a drawer. He pulled out what looked like a riding crop. “I bought this yesterday. I’ve been dying to use it on you since I touched it.”

Her eyes widened at that statement and he nodded.

“I just knew what I wanted to do to you when I had you here, and I bought even more toys for you. But I’ll not let you have them unless you learn your lesson.”

He dropped his gaze from hers and concentrated on her ass. He rubbed his hand over it, squeezing it much as he had the night at the club. He slipped his fingers between her cheeks and she instantly tensed.

“You’ve never done anal?”

“No.”

“We’re going to try it.”

She frowned.

“Not tonight, but we will. I want you that way. I want to slip inside that tight ass and fuck you. I can’t believe with your pleasure with spanking that you haven’t thought about it.”

If her face got any hotter, it would go up in flames.

“Ah, you have thought about it. I figured you would have.”

Of course she had. Since she’d first read it in an erotic romance, the forbidden idea had become her fantasy. To be taken so completely, in every way possible, had been a secret dream of hers for the past couple of years.

“I’ll wait, though it will be hard. You need to be prepared for that.” He trailed his fingers over her bottom one last time. “Spread your legs.”

She did, but apparently it wasn’t enough to satisfy him. He slipped the riding crop between her legs, skimming it against one thigh, then he wiggled it. It brushed against her slit, pulling another moan from her. She moved her legs so far apart she had to balance herself on the dresser.

“Good girl.”

Without any other comment, he drew back his arm and swatted her bottom with the crop—hard. The sting of it against her flesh was familiar, but somehow different. He hit her rear again and again, never really hitting the same spot. As before, she loved it. The slight pain gave way to a delicious heat that crawled through her, over her skin. Heat flared out, moved through blood. The sharp sting of the crop had her gasping several times, but Evan paid no heed. He kept slapping her until she could feel her bottom had been covered. Her skin tingled, burned. With each spank, her clit throbbed. Watching him in the mirror was another aphrodisiac altogether. This was different than the night at the club. That had been about experiencing submission for the first time. Yes, Evan had been the Dom, but he hadn’t been her Dom. He had been playing a part. This time, he wasn’t. This time she would experience it completely with Evan.

He was breathing heavily when he finished, and he smoothed his hand over her rear.

“Gorgeous.”

The sound of awe in his voice, the look of admiration on his face, did more than arouse her. Shame dissolved as a feeling of rightness replaced it.

“God, just seeing it all red makes me want to come right now.” He leaned over and kissed her shoulder. “You like it, doncha, baby?”

“Yes.”

She continued to watch him until he dipped his head and moved out of view. The moment his mouth moved over her burning flesh, she moaned. She couldn’t hold that back, couldn’t even begin to contemplate how to do it. The coolness of his tongue flicking over her hot skin caused her legs to quiver. She was dripping with arousal. He stopped before she was ready and he pulled away abruptly.

He caught her gaze in the mirror again, the harsh lines of his face telling her that she wasn’t the only one suffering. “Come with me.”

He led her to the bed and settled on top of the mattress as he pulled her between his legs.

Her nerves were overwrought. She rarely stood in front of a man naked, let alone with a light on and he being completely dressed. She stared hard at the seascape he had hung above his bed.

“Look at me.”

She hesitated for the barest second.

“Do it now.”

Her heart hammered at the way he shot out the command. She obeyed and watched him as he leaned forward to take a nipple in his mouth. He watched her, never breaking eye contact as his tongue slipped over one tip then the other before he wrapped his lips around one. He sucked hard, the motion shooting an arrow of heat straight to her pussy. He lifted a hand to her other breast, pinching, teasing the nipple again. She started to close her eyes and he stopped. She looked down at him.

“I didn’t say to close your eyes. You watch what I do to you.”

She couldn’t look away now if she wanted to. His eyes had turned darker, desire easy to see. The idea that she caused that mesmerized her.

His lips quirked as he leaned toward her breasts again, first blowing on the nipple then taking it into his mouth. She wanted to raise her hands, slip them through his silken strands, feel them slide through her fingers, but she resisted it. Evan had not allowed it. Heat flared in his eyes as he hungrily took her nipple into his mouth. He continued to watch her and she felt herself melting.

By the time he drew back, her heart hammered against her breast so hard she was sure he could hear it. The smug smile on his face made her suspect he did.

“You have the makings of a good little sub.”