Friday, January 10, 2014

#FridayFantasy at Taboo Brings Out the Hot Chili 'Ritas and @MtnMoxieGirl Amber Lea Easton #adventure #contemporary #romance

Welcome to Taboo! Once again I ask you to please watch your step moving around the club. We're undergoing remodeling to get ready for the grand opening of Taboo II. While the party begins there, we'll continue to keep things rolling here with a little bit of a face lift—nothing too dramatic as we love this place. We just wanted to amp up the naughty factor here. Two days ago we welcomed Kendall McKenna, Jambrea Jones and Cherie Noel. Today it's our friend, fellow Muse and Sirenesta Amber Lea Easton.

In her honor, we've busted out the our best tequila—the one we only use for our parties. ;) Tony's whipping up a special margarita just for her. He calls it the "Mexican Vegas." In this bad boy he not only uses the traditional jalapeno and lime for the spice, he adds red chili, a dash of tobasco and...a bit of cumin. I kid you not! This one will clear your sinuses as well as keep you smilin'! If you drink enough of these, you won't remember what you were doing so what happens here at Taboo...hehehe

While I help him pass out the drinks, focus you attention on the Center Stage and give a big Taboo welcome to Amber Lea Easton!

The last time I was in Mexico on a girls' trip, the big thing seemed to be doing body shots off of hot guys' abdomens...and hot girls. It's both playful and erotic to lick tequila (or whatever) off of a stranger's body. For some reason, this is socially acceptable in Cabo San Lucas and—you know what they say—when in Rome (or Cabo) do as the Romans (or that word?). 

Being playful is something we as adults need to keep in our repoirtoire as both lovers and humans beings. When we play, we relax. When we relax, we open our minds to new ideas. We laugh more. We are absorbed in the moment. 

Speaking of tequila and body's an excerpt where tequila makes an excellent accessory to foreplay. 

Inside tropical flowers of bright pinks, yellows and reds had been thrown over the bed. In a hurry, he'd bought whatever he could find and tossed them around before catching the water taxi in search of her. Their scent overwhelmed the room. He laid her down on them.
"What did you do?" She pushed up on her elbows, eyes wide.
"Oh, there's more...wait until tomorrow. I made plans." He slid his hands beneath the hem of her dress.
"Why?" She looked shocked rather than happy.
He stopped his upward movement and met her gaze. "Do I need a reason? I thought you'd like it."
She grabbed his face, a look of awe in her eyes. "No one has ever given me flowers before, let alone done this. I don't know what to say."
"Say thank you." He kissed her. Later he'd think about her jerk of fiancé never giving her flowers, but for now he wanted her clothes off.
"Thank you."
"See how easy that was?" He pushed her dress up, his eyes feasting on her body and noticing the bruises from yesterday marring her skin.
"You make me happy," she whispered.
Satisfaction swelled his heart. Making her happy made him feel heroic, much more than anything he'd done yesterday.
She scooted further back onto the bed and removed her bra with a flourish that made him laugh. A wicked smile full of promise on her face, she grabbed one of the flowers and rubbed the petals between her breasts.
With her watching, he took his time removing his clothes. Shirt. Shorts. Briefs.
"I've never had a man do a strip tease for me. This night gets better and better."
"Do you trust me?" He kissed the inside of her ankle before crawling up her body like a predator about to devour his prey.
"More than I probably should," she admitted.
He grabbed a bottle of tequila from where he'd stashed it beneath the pillow and held it up to view once he'd reached her face. "I believe I owe you a tequila bath."
He kissed her slowly, savoring every nuance of her lips moving against his and absorbing the intoxicating scent of the flowers surrounding them. Her fingers skimmed over his face before moving down his back with a featherlike caress that created goose bumps on his skin.
He slid down to her breasts, poured tequila between them and licked from her abdomen up to each nipple until she squirmed beneath him. While his mouth savored her breasts, his hands pushed her panties down her legs.
He trickled tequila over her abdomen before pouring some between her thighs. He looked at her watching him and handed her the bottle. Bending his head, he lapped up the liquor, licked, sucked, and moved his fingers in and out of her until her hips bucked with urgency. He spread her legs further apart and used his tongue to bring her to climax.
"I need you, Luke." She tugged at his hair.
He licked the inside of her thighs, his hands moving over every inch of her as if worshiping a Goddess, before lifting to her face and kissing her breathless.
In an abrupt movement, she rolled them over and took command. Tequila in her hand she did to him what he'd done to her. She licked her way down his body. Her hand moved over his erection. She looked up at him, made eye contact, and flicked her tongue over the tip.
He couldn't take anymore. He rolled her onto her stomach and bit her shoulder.
He held her hips with both hands and thrust into her until she screamed with ecstasy. He wanted to go as deep as possible, claim her as his so she'd feel him long after they parted ways. He wanted her to think of him always. When he finally came, he lost himself in rolling pleasure.
He fell on top of her and heard her laughing against the flowers.
"You've ruined me for anyone else, you know that, don't you?"
"That's my plan," he gasped against the back of her shoulder.
He moved to her side and shoved hair from her eyes.
"What else do you have planned for me?" She caressed his lips with her thumb.
"You'll need to wait and see." He kissed her because that's all he ever wanted to do. Kiss her, make love with her, laugh with her, explore with her...only with her.

Anonymity (contemporary romance adventure) Blurb

New year; new beginnings. Alyssa McNeil is on a mission of breaking free of her comfort zone, reinventing herself, and forgetting the fact that her ex is getting married on New Year's Eve. She's in Belize for a week of sun, fun, adventure, and flirtation. Meeting Luke is an unexpected bonus…falling in love with him, though, simply isn't part of the plan.

Luke Picket is more than happy to go along with her idea of a no strings, uncomplicated weeklong fling. He embraces his bachelor lifestyle and can't see that changing any time soon. But when they find themselves trekking through the jungle and facing turbulent seas together, his hard heart starts to soften.

But they'd agreed on anonymity, on a first-name-only-no-strings love affair, and neither wants to ruin the moment with unwanted declarations. Old beliefs are challenged. Doubts questioned. Will they stick to their deal and go their separate ways when the week is over? Or will the new year bring them a new attitude about love?

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About the Author

Amber Lea Easton is a multi-published author of both nonfiction and fiction. She spent years working in journalism and advertising with a brief detour into the financial sector. She has three published romantic suspense novels—"Kiss Me Slowly", "Riptide", and "Reckless Endangerment"—and a contemporary romance novella, "Anonymity." Her memoir about surviving the suicide of loved one, "Free Fall", published in September 2013.
Easton is also an editor and professional speaker. Links to radio interviews can be located on her website,, and her videos about romance writing have been showcased internationally on the Writers and Authors television network.

Easton currently lives with her two teenagers in the Colorado Rocky Mountains. She gives thanks daily for the view outside her window and healthy children. As long as she's writing, she considers herself to be simply "a lucky lady liv'n the dream."

Wednesday, January 8, 2014

#WildandWickedWednesday: Big Bone Lick Pack Takes Over Taboo's #CenterStage #GLBT #anthology #erotic

Welcome to the House of Taboo! I'm Luscious Lia Michaels, the owner of this nightclub and your host today. Please forgive our mess. We're undergoing a bit of remodeling here to get ready for our Grand Opening of Taboo II. We'll open that island establishment as part of Temptations Resort. We should be ready to roll with that and new and improved House of Taboo by summer. So much to do but we won't stop bringing you some of the best damn erotica authors around. 

Today, my partner Tony and I are thrilled to welcome back one of our "regulars." Instead of being under the purple spot light alone, she's brought back up! I'm turning the stage over to her while I help Tony with the margaritas. We've got a wild crowd here tonight and everyone's thirsty!

Please join me and give a huge Taboo welcome to authors Kendall McKenna, Jambrea Jo Jones, and Cherie Noel!
(the full house crowd is immediately on its feet cheering wildly as the women take the stage)

Heya, Folks!

I don’t think I’ve visited here in awhile. It’s always great to be here, our hostess is very welcoming and has a fantastic sense of humor! I always feel like I’m at a rock-star-party when I visit here. In fact, I have such a great time when I’m here, I brought two friends with me, this time. Joining me today are fellow MLR Press authors, and my partners in crime for the Big Bone Lick Pack anthology which is being released on January 24th, Jambrea Jo Jones ( and Cherie Noel (

Bad Wolf & Devil Dog by Kendall McKenna
Big, Bad Bear by Jambrea Jo Jones

Shifty Fox Shenanigans by Cherie Noel


Welcome to the Big Bone Lick Pack: A more friendly and hospitable group of werewolves you’ll never meet! Visit with; 'Devil Dog & Bad Wolf', a 'Big Bad Bear' and enjoy some 'Shifty Fox Shenanigans'. Watch yourself, 'round the state park, 'cause we had a grizzly on the loose, just a bit ago. Our brave men and woman of the Boone County Sheriff's Department have everything under control. (Except maybe their own love lives!) But if you find yourself needing a doctor, head on down to Rabbit Hash clinic, or St. Elizabeth's Hospital is just up the road a piece. We hope you enjoy your stay.

Okay, I know what you’re thinking. You’re reading and re-reading that, saying to yourself, “That really does say Big-Bone-Lick-Pack.” Yup.

There’s a story behind this, and behind how the three of us came to participate in this anthology. We’re going to share this story with you, so pour yourself a drink and try not to spit on your monitor.

The first thing you have to know is, Jambrea, Cherie, and I knew one another before this all happened. We started as Facebook friends, we are all members of The Sweet Spot Yahoo Group, and we were fairy new authors for MLR. We met face-to-face at GRL 2012, so we had a feel for each other’s personalities.

One day, something happened on Facebook that took on a life of its own. I’ll let Jambrea start us off.

I was innocently minding my own business on Facebook, playing around and procrastinating like I usually do, when I saw a friend of mine, Jayne Rylon, post a picture. She was on a road trip, and as she drove past Big Bone Lick State Park, she snapped a pic and shared it. It was funny and I giggled.

It wasn’t until Cherie tagged me and asked if I’d seen it that I responded. The comments were fun and Cherie also tagged Kris Jacen and suggested an anthology. I was totally in. I mean, come on--Big Bone Lick? Shifters? I was all for it.

It started out with Cherie asking for people to write in the antho when Kendall said she’d be on board. I suggested a three person anthology and that was that. We were on the journey to Big Bone Lick and the pack.

Yes, I blame Jayne Rylon. I mean, seriously? She’s a crafty one, she is, posting that seemingly innocuous picture. A plain brown wrapper on a Pandora’s box of hilarity. I know I nearly spat my coffee all over Baruc or Simon (those are the names of my sweet little laptops)… not sure which one I was using that day. So, anywho, Jayne posts the now infamous “6 miles to Big Bone Lick Park” sign during her road trip with this little zinger:

“That's the best park name they could think of. Really?”

Okay, I will admit she had me at hello. Um, and Big Bone Lick, because it just had to be an Anthology. Which is what I said. I snorted first, breathed in a half a mouthful of Starbucks French Roast, and then I got right to the begging and the pleading for Kris Jacen to help me bring my silly shifter epiphany to fruition.

Now, I’m not one for collaborations. I’m a bit of a bossy, opinionated, controlling personality. (That sound you hear is Cherie and Jambrea falling out of their chairs, laughing hysterically.) But like Cherie said, they had me at hello. A state park in Kentucky named Big Bone Lick. It screamed to have over-the-top shifters running in and around it, having crazy-mad full-moon sex. Cherie tagged our editor, Kris Jacen, who readily said, “If you write it, I will edit.” (See what I did there?)

The hilarity got bigger when Jayne posted a pic of the Beaver Lick Baptist Church. I kid you not. These are real places.

Again, I’m not much of a collaborator, but Kris is my editor, so I knew I could work with her. I had met Jambrea and Cherie and I knew three things; they’re reliable, they both have a sense of humor, and neither of them would try to dictate what and how I wrote. I asked myself if I could even come up with a story idea that would let me include my beloved Marines. Immediately, I came up with a good one. So I was in.

Playing in the little pond Jayne Rylon found, I ran amok in… someone, maybe Jambie(?) (Kendall nods ‘yes’) opened up a Google word doc for us to share ideas, and I got excited with colored fonts and convoluted plotlines/world building…

…dream cover ideas…

Fortunately Jambie reined me in.

So did Kris.

Kris asked us to try to keep it sweet… hello, living in my backyard there… and Kendall cracked her knuckles (once), winked (twice, maybe three times) and hey, presto, we were uber-organized, and off to Big Bone Lick, a tra-la-la-tee-dee… I swear that’s how it happened.

That’s the story we’re sticking to, anyway.

As we did research into the park and the town of Beaver Lick, we discovered the history of the area, as well as some modern facts (Beaver Lick’s mayor is a dog. No, I mean an actual canine), were both interesting and pretty damn funny. So, when it came time to do some promotional stuff for the book release, I suggested we go on a whirlwind blog tour and share some of the funny things we found, and did, along the way. Here at the House of Taboo, we shared the Origin Story of the Big Bone Lick Pack Anthology.

Don’t let the inherent comedy fool you. We wrote hot, sexy shifters, falling in love and having hot, sexy sex. If there’s one thing I learned from the Tameness of the Wolf series, tapping into the animal side of a character for the erotic scenes makes for some hot lovin’.

Oh! I have an excerpt that shows crazy-hot-animal love!
This is from my werewolf character Josiah’s pov--

By the holy moon, the changes were already starting. Shit.

Josiah pushed back from Simon. Emptying his mates hands of supplies, Josiah pushed up into a squat. “Get your shoes off, Simon.”

Simon gaped at him, little canines already longer and eyes beginning to change from pale green to amber. Shit. Josiah swooped forward, thrusting his tongue roughly into his mate’s mouth. Simon panted back at him, a low whine rising in his throat. Good. Josiah wanted--no, he needed Simon to submit.

For as much as Josiah was Omega of the Big Bone Lick pack, he knew between himself and Simon he was meant to be the more dominant partner. Holding the kiss and moving around to the side of his mate, Josiah released his controlling hold on Simon’s hair. He shoved Simon forward before using his newly sharp teeth to rip a corner off one of the travel packs of lube. The second Simon’s hands landed on the ground, Josiah growled.

“Don’t fucking move.”

Simon whined again, ass lifting in the air as his animal acknowledged the presence of his personal alpha. Neither of them would ever be considered pack level alphas, but there was no doubt in Josiah or his wolf ’s mind that he was the alpha of their mating. Given the mewling sounds emanating from Simon, the foxy man knew it as well. Josiah wedged one knee between Simon’s legs and pressed against his inner thighs as he reached around Simon’s body to pull his long, slender cock out of his jeans. Pulling the rough fabric down Simon’s slim thighs, Josiah lifted him enough to tug the pants down past his knees. Dammit. Boots.

Fumbling one-handed, Josiah managed to grasp one end of the bow Simon had secured his laces with for each foot and loosen them without releasing Simon’s cock until the last possible moment.

Simon barked out noises that were neither lupine nor entirely human. Dread coiling like a nest of serpents in his stomach, Josiah ripped the boots from Simon’s feet. Pushing the jeans off Simon’s legs, Josiah drizzled lube down the crack of Simon’s ass.

Running a finger around the puckered opening to Simon’s body, Josiah grunted and tore open another packet of lube. He dumped the entirety over his fingers and promptly shoved one into Simon’s ass.“Sorry, my mate. I need in you now.”

Simon growled and made the barking, yipping noise again as he shoved backward. Josiah raised his eyebrows. Huh. Seemed his sweet ginger mate wanted a bit of rough trade. Well, that fit nicely with their time constraints, even if Simon didn’t know.

Hastily slicking his cock, Josiah positioned himself. Covering his mate, Josiah set the head of his cock against Simon’s hole and pushed forward while he held Simon steady. When the head of his cock popped through Simon’s tight sphincter, the pressure and heat tore away the last of Josiah’s control. He shoved home hard and fast. Simon howled, lowering his shoulders to the ground and tipping his ass higher.

“Christ. You want it this rough, don’t you?”

Simon only whined, every line of his body radiating submission while his hard cock leaked copiously onto the new spring grass. Josiah pulled back slowly and then slammed his hips forward as hard as he could. Simon shuddered and somehow tipped his ass higher again.

“Push your ass any higher, my mate, and you’re going to throw your back out.”

Whew! That excerpt calls for another round of 'ritas. Here's Tony's specialty...the jalapeno lime with a dash of tabasco. 


Because this is a world that is outside of my other shifter world, and because of the title we had for the antho, I knew I could play with some of the tropes that show up in m/m romance, and paranormal stories. I poked fun at tropes like ‘fated mates’, ‘I don’t believe in ghosts/monsters’, hurt/comfort, and marking of mates. I decided to push the boundaries of  believable narrative in the love scenes, by dropping in some shades of Purple Prose. I got a few eye rolls from Kris, but she didn’t get ill, so I seem to have gotten it right. But because these are stories about shifters, I made sure to tap into their animals sides, just as Cherie did.

Here’s an excerpt:

“Don’t hold back,” Asa said brokenly, his breath hot against Seth’s cheek. “Just let go. Don’t hold it in.”

Releasing his own hard-on, Seth reached around to grasp Asa’s ass. He felt the flex of Asa’s muscles beneath his fingers. His hole stretched wide around Asa’s cock, his ass felt filled and satisfied. Each time the head of Asa’s cock glanced across his gland, waves of sensation short circuited his brain. Seth’s balls tightened. They rose relentlessly toward his body with each stroke of Asa’s dick inside Seth’s ass.

“Fuck. I’m gonna come,” Asa growled into Seth’s ear. “I’m so close. I want you to come with me.”

Seth didn’t have any choice. Asa was in control of Seth’s body and he was dragging him toward the edge of his climax with each thrust of his hips. Liquid heat swirled low in Seth’s belly, spreading through his body as he drew closer to his orgasm. His muscles all clenched, Seth arched up off the bed. He felt it building in the base of his cock, rising up steadily as Asa worked his gland.

He dug his fingers into Asa’s shoulders, pulling him close. He felt wet heat on his uninjured shoulder, followed by the pleasure-pain of Asa’s teeth sinking into his flesh. Seth’s eyes slammed shut, his shout making his throat rough and sore. His inner muscles clamped down on Asa’s cock, his own hard-on pulsing several times. As his orgasm rolled over him, Seth’s toes curled.

At the first splash of hot fluid on his stomach, Asa bit down harder on his shoulder. He growled through the grip of his teeth on Seth’s flesh. Liquid heat flooded Seth’s ass and he felt each pulse of Asa’s cock. Seth felt connected to Asa in ways that weren’t all tangible. Asa’s claim on his body and his heart was complete. He’d taken Asa into himself, and Asa had marked him. They were mated, and it was forever.

It was so wonderful to visit here again, thank you all for joining us! Big Bone Lick Pack is being released by MLR Press on January 24th. Keep an eye on the Books page of my website for buy links, when they become available.

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