Yes, I had a new release this week from Loose Id. It’s part of their new Not Quite Christmas Collection. I’ve heard from some readers already that have enjoyed it, loved it, said it was hot, surprising, erotic, fun, unexpected, and naughty. What more could ya ask for, right?
I haven’t done a lot of promotion for it this week. Been sick. Came down with a sudden cold and it’s gotten worse by the hour. I can’t breathe, my ears are stopped up and hurting, my sinus’ are so painfully swollen, and I can’t stop coughing.
The writing has been a bit on the fuzzy side, but I’m working on it.
Next week I’ll be giving y’all a glimpse of my December 24th release from Ellora’s Cave, Ink Spots.
I hope all of you have had a great week and are getting ready for the upcoming holidays. We’ll be discussing wish lists and cookies and fudge and marshmallows and movies and all sorts of fun and yummy things when I’m feeling better.
And, check out my book, Arrested Holiday from Loose Id… complete with a naughty cop, spankings, handcuffs, hot chocolate, Yahtzee, grilled cheese sandwiches, snowball fights, and naps.
Holiday ‘Holli’ James looks forward the week between Christmas and New Year’s. This is her one chance to get away from the hustle and bustle of her successful decorating business. The plan this year is a trip to New York City to see the sights and the lights.
The plan didn’t include a side trip to a small town jail in the middle of Pennsylvania. Nor did the plan include Officer Hunky.
A single police officer, Michael is working the holidays — again. With no local family and no interest in accepting the pity invitations to Christmas dinner from his married friends, he’s content to work and earn extra cash. Besides, this year looks to be as uneventful as ever. Until he pulls Holli over for speeding, only to discover she’s wanted on charges of fraud.
Sexual tension spikes as Michael begins to investigate and discovers Holli isn’t who her record says she is. While they await answers, Michael is granted permission to remove Holli from the jail and place her under house arrest.
Only his idea of house arrest is much more personal than the law ever intended.
Publisher’s Note: This book contains explicit sexual content, graphic language, and situations that some readers may find objectionable: anal play/intercourse, bondage, spanking.
Food is Rosie’s life, and life is good. She loves it, makes it, serves it in her diner, writes about it in her blog, and she’s happy. At least until a storm puts a rather large tree limb through her roof, and a sex-in-a-tool-belt roofer on top of her cabin.
But that’s not where she wants him. No, she wants him behind her with a strip of leather in his hand. That’s what makes her edgy—vulnerability is not her style. Except the more prickly she gets with him, the more he turns on the charm.
Decker arrives in Blue Ridge, Georgia, with nothing on his mind but a job and some new scenery. His legendary patience is tested from the first moment he meets sharp-tongued Rosie. She’s got hips that sway, non-stop curves and a mouth that needs to be filled with things that are much sweeter than vinegar.
A few singe-worthy kisses, and Decker uncovers passions that will likely earn her every red stripe she’s begging for. And Rosie discovers Decker’s got a hunger burning deep inside to give her anything and everything she needs. Maybe even…forever.
Warning: Between the sheets of this book you’ll find a twist on a decadent southern dessert, sweet rose wine, picnic table sexiness, truck sex, a man who knows how to give a spanking and a woman who knows how to bend over a hot yummy lap.
Mmm. Mmm. Mmm!
I hope y’all enjoy this book. It’s a little longer than Sweet Caroline. It’s a little darker, as some have put it. There’s a little bit of power play going on, but as in all my books, it’s subtle. I like subtle.
Rosie is feisty. Decker is hot. They are firecrackers together.
Did y’all know Neil Diamond is a nominee for the Rock ‘N Roll Hall of Fame? I think that’s awesome. I grew up listening to him among others and honestly, whodathunk that his songs would inspire the names of a few kinky erotic romance books?
Cracklin’ Rosie, as most of my books are, is very personal to me. There are things in it that I have taken from my life, my childhood, my experiences, my desires, some of my loves. It makes my writing a more personal experience and the investment is greater. Some of those things are my spanking fetish, my love of coffee, my love of food, comfort food in particular and hamburgers especially.
If you’ve seen any of my tweets when I’ve talked about Red Robin, y’all know I love a good burger. And it’s a fond memory for me. I don’t have many when it comes to my step-father, but one of the few good ones for me are his hamburgers. I couldn’t tell you what was in them nor can I reveal the nickname we had for them because it would give away my maiden name. Suffice it to say, a little mustard, a little Heinz 57, some cheese and bread and butter pickles and I was in heaven as a kid. It was a ritual to make those at least once a week and to this day, my friends from high school remember those hamburgers.
What does this have to do with Cracklin’ Rosie? Well, Rosie’s favorite food is a hamburger. And as luck would have it, Decker can make a really good one.
Other foods appearing in this book are: Strawberry/Banana pudding,chicken and dumplings, meatloaf and mashed potatoes, cherry cobbler, a fried egg sandwich, potato salad.
It’s not a foodie book, but man oh man, I pulled some of my favorites and added them in.
There’s also the brief appearance of Buck and Caroline. The use of belts.
And a different way of drinking wine. The wine inspiration for this book is sweet Muscadine wine. My favorite is from the Duplin Winery here in North Carolina. I have 4 bottles in my pantry. Red, Blush (Rose), White. I love them. Rosie talks about a winery in Atlanta and that would be Chateau Elan Winery.
Of course, there’s also coffee in the book.
I know it’s sounding a bit like a foodie book, but she IS the owner of a diner. Food is what she does, morning, noon, and night.
Well, until she meets Decker…
For those of you that have purchased it already, thank you. I hope you enjoy it.
As of this writing, here at 6:46am, Cracklin’ Rosie is sitting at #5 on the MBaM Top Ten List.
Tonight at 9pm Eastern (8pm Central), I’ll be doing a chat at Kris Cook’s place. Can I tell y’all how nervous I am? Good, cause, I am nervous, but if any of you have the time or inclination to come by and visit and well, chat, I’d love it!
Thank you all so much for being my readers, my support system. Those that read my books, comment on my rambling blogs, chat with me on Twitter and Facebook, send me emails… None of you will ever know how deeply I appreciate you.
Have a wonderful Wednesday and yes, there will be giveaways in the days to come, interviews, release parties, and a title fight between Buck and Decker for who is hottest! Stay tuned for more details!
Hold on, ’cause there’s some things y’all won’t be aware of if you just read the blurb and the publisher’s warning. In their advisory, all they mention is that the anal play/intercourse may be objectionable to some readers. Well, much as that is probably appreciated, there are other things contained in this book that readers should know about…
So, I just want to give y’all FAIR warning. Consider this…
‘Author’s Warning’ – This title contains a the younger man/older woman dynamic, a naked chase scene, bare-handed spanking, naughty sex out on the deck, naughty sex in the truck, and a makeshift gag of ladies’ unmentionables!
I do hope you want to continue reading! Grins… And if I know my readers, you do…
I thought I’d give you one more excerpt, especially for those of you that are still on the fence. Hopefully this will make you fall right on over with the need to have it!
“Why? I told you this is real, Lily. I want you. Period.” He shoved his plate away and stood. “I’m going to have you too.” The predatory look in his eyes had her up out of her chair and backing away. “You can’t run from me. I’m going to catch you. When I want something, I go after it. I don’t sit around waiting.”
“Y-you’re too young, Cam.”
He lifted a brow and smirked. “My age again?”
Lily swallowed. Hard. Then licked her lips. “Fine, then. If not yours, mine. I’m too old.”
He rounded the corner, and Lily had to turn her head to the side a little to see where the other corner was.
His stride was so long, she wouldn’t make it going backward. Damn. If he caught her, touched her, she would attack him again. He felt too good inside her. Her body wanted him. Other parts of her wanted him too, but she wasn’t ready to acknowledge those yet.
“We fit good, Lily. You’re soft curves, and I’m hard planes. You’re gentle, and I’m rough. I’m not letting you deny me or yourself. You want it too.”
He reached out and snagged her fingers, pulling her to a stop. He caught her when she was within reach and tugged her close him. His cock was hard against her belly, and he slid his hand into her hair, pulling until her head tilted back. He captured her breath with his mouth.
His other hand dropped to her ass and forced her legs apart from behind. He pulled her up tight until she was standing on tiptoes, then cupped her pussy. The shirt she wore offered her no protection. “You’re so hot here.” He emphasized “here” with a squeeze that made her moan, then slid a long finger inside her. “And you’re so damned tight and soaking wet. I want you choking my dick with this pussy every goddamned day.” “Cam…”
He let go of her and stripped off her shirt. “My bedroom is up the stairs and to the left. I’ll give you a head start. For every second between the time you get to my room and into my bed before I get there, I’m going to spank you.”
Lily’s eyes widened. He was going to spank her for beating him to his room? Wait. He was going to spank her? She’d never been spanked before, had never even thought about it, but as she looked down at his hands, which she found so sexy, she suddenly had a desire feel them smack her ass.
As quickly as the doubts showed up when she was with him, he rapidly chased them all away. Now all she wanted to do was have him chase her up the stairs and fall on her. Age and other issues floated to the back of her mind.
“A head start?” She was naked, and she didn’t care. A part of her was blossoming right in front of him. Did he realize it? She certainly did and loved the feeling. It was freeing, like getting rid of invisible shackles she hadn’t known were there holding her down. Cam seemed to be the catalyst she’d needed to see that another Lily lived inside her — a bold, brazen, sexual Lily.
He stood stock-still, his hands on his hips. “Yes.”
“How much of one?” She started edging away, sidestepping him.
“Five seconds. But you do realize that is an automatic five swats.”
More wetness pooled between her thighs, and she suddenly wished she knew something about being spanked for pleasure. She’d heard about it, read about it in a few of the romance books Alli had lining her bookshelves, but Lily had never really paid much attention to those passages. “Yes.”
“Oh baby, you’re gonna be so much fun. Ready?” She nodded. “Set?” She stepped to the edge of the breakfast room. “Go.”
And she took off, jogging through the house to the stairs at the front. Jogging for a full-figured, size-18-sometimes, size-16-other-times girl wasn’t always the prettiest sight, but something about Cam and the way he was with her didn’t make her feel uncomfortable or self-conscious about her size. He treated her like she was beautiful, sexy.
She reached the top of the landing and paused. He was at the foot of the staircase watching her. He stepped onto the first step, and she turned to the left, and opened the door at the end of the hall.
His room was furnished just like the rest of the house — sparsely. The king-size bed dominated one wall between two windows, and she made a beeline for it, then crawled into the middle and burrowed under the sheets. They smelled like him: cologne and musk and his own unique scent that was young, fresh, and so damned sexy.
“Damn, I like seeing you in my bed. How many do you think you’re gonna get?”
She felt her cheeks heat. “Including the five?”
He nodded and stepped into the room, undoing his jeans as he got closer to the bed. He pulled his cock out but left his jeans on, and she could have creamed right then. He was her fantasy.
“Try again.” He pulled the sheet from her body and tweaked her nipples before flipping her over. “On your hands and knees.”
With a shiver of anticipation, Lily complied. He caressed the sensitive skin of her ass, the tender flesh of her thighs and hips. She moaned and wiggled a little, silently begging for more of his touch. Her blood was boiling. She couldn’t get enough of him. “How many, Lily?”
“Almost. Twenty. You get twenty.”
Oh God. Along with the release of Stick Shift, today is the opening of the Nascar Hall of Fame here in Charlotte, North Carolina. Given how big Nascar is in our family, we’ll be venturing out to it over the next couple weeks. My son is especially very excited. A friend of mine went on an early tour and sent me a picture from his cell phone and my son was ready to go right then!
I’ll be talking about Nascar quite a bit over the next few weeks along with other things…
Now, if you haven’t gone over to Loose Id and picked up a copy of Stick Shift…Why not?
It’s almost time to go racing, y’all! Tuesday, May 11 is when Stick Shift, my second Loose Id title is released! I cannot tell you how much I loved writing this book.
Now, as most of you know, I’m a very big Nascar fan. I pull for Kyle Busch, Bobby Labonte, and in general anyone that beats out Dale, Jr and Juan Pablo!
And yes, I am in general, not very well appreciated in the stands. But hell, when you’re surrounded by Jr Nation and the only one NOT hollering at the top of your lungs for him…
It’s all in good fun! I love going to the races, I love the atmosphere, I love charging the drunk guys a dollar every time they make me get up to let them out for the bathroom and more beer! Funny thing is, they’ll pay it!
Going to a race in the South is hot and sticky and dirty and generally one of the very best times I have all year. Yelling like that really allows one to relieve a lot of tension and frustration.
Stick Shift was inspired by these experiences, by the fans (And man, the people watching… I’ll be twitpic’ing this year because you just wouldn’t believe me about some of these things if you couldn’t see it yourself! Like, the belly flopping in mud puddles last year in the infield during rain delays! Like stilettos and mini-skirts and women getting pissed when men make comments about them! Oh, and let me not forget to mention the guy that had his hand up… Okay, yeah, LET me forget to mention that one! It still haunts me!), by the race car drivers, by my own imagination.
And don’t, as readers, forget that this is fiction. I don’t get real technical in this book. There’s some race jargon, but for the most part this is a book about the characters, just as every other book I write. I write about characters, about their interactions with one another, about their feelings, about their sexual desires, about what touches them.
By the time May is over, you’ll all probably know way more about Nascar than you ever wanted to know, but, I’ll try to make it as fun for you as it will be for me. Grins…
Stick Shift, as I said, is my second title from Loose Id. It’s about a hot young stock car driver by the name of Cam that is shocked off his ass when he meets up with the smile of Lily in an autograph line. He’s hooked and little does he know at the time, so is she. The following is an unofficial blurb for the book. The official one won’t go up until Loose Id puts it up on their website.
Lily hasn’t taken a vacation in years. She an orchestra musician, a private music teacher, and a homebody. She’s full-figured, quiet and lives a fairly simple life. Aside from music, she has one big passion: stock car racing. She’s been a fan for as long as she can remember and makes the yearly pilgrimage to Daytona as often as she can. When she’s offered a chance to get away to North Carolina and attend two weeks of races, she jumps at it. Little does she know what chance has in store for her…
Cam Carter is one of the most successful young drivers in the top tier of the stock car racing circuit. Traveling all over the country, he’s well known to racing fans, loved by some, respected by a few, and hated by others. He’s arrogant, strong willed, and a consistent winner. What he doesn’t have is balance…until he meets a pretty, curvaceous, and unassuming fan named Lily.
Lily fears the difference in lifestyles, ages, and personalities while Cam in turn, embraces them. Can they find a way to cross the finish line and take the checkered flag together? Or will the obstacles push against them until they crash and burn?
That’s all for now! I’ll be posting excerpts over the next couple of days. This book contains some spanking, a piece of clothing used for a gag during outdoor sex play, some car sex, a trip around the race track at 200mph, and some molasses cookies!