Cajun Spice Is Nice

Sometimes. Okay, I'm hardly ever "nice". I much prefer being naughty. And why wouldn't I when there are beautiful men to ogle and pretend you're going to lick but then fake it out and ask them for an interview. I didn't do that, by the way. It was all a conference-induced hallucination. I would never lick a complete stranger. No mater how muscular and half-naked they are with their dimples and jeans barely clinging to their butts...


I'm sorry, I got a little sidetracked there. Uh...I didn't try to lick Taylor Cole. It was actually Nick Sota I didn't try to lick, but that isn't the point.

Right. Introducing me. Who is me? Me...I mean, I am a multi-published author with books available through Siren Publishing, Evernight Publishing and Ellora's Cave. It's funny how quickly I transformed from a budding, blushing romance author to raunchy erotic romance writer. Well, maybe not completely raunchy. That didn't happen until I came into contact with the other Cabal members. They sort of influenced my inner raunchy...person. But in six months, I went from blushing while writing sex scenes to writing spoofs of sex scenes. I think Crystal Meth has that kind of reaction time. I don't know for certain, but I'm almost positive the Cabal might be bad for my health.

Okay, fine! I'm a dirty woman! It isn't easy being this naughty, you know. But one day, when I'm a little old lady with a handsome, muscular orderly sitting on her lap, I'll be the one all the young girls envy and want to be like. Why? Because this much awesome doesn't go away over time. It only increases.

Not really.

The truth is, I'm a good bullshitter. I can tell the most absurd statements with a straight face. (Ask those who were present during the sex position readings at RomantiCon 2012.) I like to laugh and have a good time. Drama and I are not friends, unless I'm purposely mocking my teenage relatives. I've lived in south Louisiana all my life and couldn't imagine living anywhere else despite the oppressive heat, the mosquitoes, the hurricanes and the abundant wildlife that can eat you (that's why I don't venture into the swamps alone...I want a 50/50 chance of survival). I love to read, I love to write, I adore ogling mostly naked men. Did I say that already? Damn. Did I mention I've also managed to interview some hotties? Not the street team hotties, either, but this kind of hottie:

Yum.

*looks around* Is this post almost finished? Can I stop yet?

Other than the upcoming Fondled and Gobbled: Someone Had To Do It where I write about bad sex and massive vibrators which comes out February 6, I have an upcoming release with Ellora's Cave for their EC for Men line. The working title is Dean's List and it's h.o.t. Yowsa! Unfortunately I don't have an official cover or blurb or anything yet since it was just accepted last week, but as soon as those details are available, I'll share them with y'all. Because I expect some serious pimping.

*sings Big Pimpin'*

I have lots of other books as well if you want to check them out. Head over to my author's page for more deets. In the meantime, welcome to the Orgy of Insanity, folks!

Oh and before I forget, we're giving away a $100 Amazon gift card this month. Just comment on blog posts and subscribe and...well, there's some official stuff you can read for that.

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I'm What??? Kinky you say? Well huh...

Geez, the witches here in the Cabal don’t make it easy on a girl. They’re all so interesting and I’m…well...not. How the hell am I supposed to compete with that shit? Huh?

*tackles my neurotic muse and shoves her in the toy closet* 

Okay, let’s start this over, shall we? Hi, I’m allegedly Kinky Cabal. I assert the allegedly because there is no irrefutable evidence, mind you. So I write about a BDSM resort called The Brigade with hot Doms known as the Pleasure Brigade. Who wouldn’t want to jump into a set of cuffs with guys like them around?

But, hey, I’ll admit that I find a little bit of kink to be a marvelous ingredient to strengthen a relationship. The foundation of trust and communication needed to engage in those sort of fun activities, after all, are cornerstones in any relationship worth sustaining. That’s my excuse and I’m sticking to it, thank you very much.

I’m supposed to tell you a little bit about me, but I assure you I am quite boring. I’ve been writing erotic romance for Ellora’s Cave since 2008. The neurotic muse currently banging her way out of the closet drags me across most of the genres: contemporary, paranormal, futuristic… well I think you get the point.

I love, love, love world building and the challenge of creating deep characters within that world and dropping them into a huge mess. I hope to have some of those worlds I’ve squirreled away the past few years released to everyone in the next year. My vices of choice are copious amounts of Starbucks coffee in the morning and Diet Coke as required during the day. I enjoy taking pictures of the gorgeous scenery of the Texas Hill Country when I get the chance.

I treasure my wonderful, loving and supportive family and friends and have been double rewarded with more fantastic author friends than any sane woman could keep track of. Hey, some of these witches are freaking crazy! Seriously.

Now that is way more than half my exes ever wanted to know about me. Surely that is enough, right? Good, I thought so too.

I have a release, Weekend Menage, releasing on February 6th. BUT for anyone who hasn’t taken a stroll through the Pleasure Brigade yet, Ellora’s Cave is putting the first book, Passion Next Door, up for free for two weeks beginning MONDAY. That’s right, January 28th. So go to Amazon, Barnes and Noble, Ellora's Cave and just about everywhere else. (Pst...it's available free at Barnes and Noble now.)

Blurb
Once a month, Autumn Scott indulges in her voyeuristic fantasy thanks to a very sexy, very loud neighbor, who has no idea his encounters fuel her lust. Until she gets caught.

Now Autumn finds herself exploring her ultimate fantasy—submission. But the stakes are raised when Kade presents her with a twist to his usual play. He wants to add three friends to the game. Together the four men indulge her naughtiest desires and prove the pleasure she’d experienced before was only the beginning.

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Who me?

They call me Shy Hotness and then expect me to write a blog all about myself? Crazy bitches, but I love 'em anyway and will give you a little glimpse into my crazy life. I’m Sky Robinson and I write smutty romance.

I have a thing for very alpha, very strong, and very smart men, and the women tough enough to tame them. I like to dabble in different areas of erotic romance. Bermuda Triangle has a very sexy m/m/f ménage, Double Dare has lots of exhibitionism and voyeurism, and Going All In is filled with one-on-one sweaty, hot, Vegas-style fun. What can I say? I get bored easily and like to play with a lot of different topics. 

A little about me... I started off working as a lifeguard, then a cocktail waitress, Forest Service Aid, and finally a teacher. I taught special education until I decided to stay home with my first little guy and quickly learned that being a stay at home mom was not for wimps. I took up writing again, needing a break from Elmo and Barney and cleaning the house. Did I mention I hate to clean?

Now most of my time is spent chauffeuring kids, working in my garden, making wine, and of course drinking it. I’m an excellent cook, I love to bake, and am a runner…but only so I can eat more of the good stuff I make without the guilt.

Well, that's enough about me for now. I know you're more interested in the sexy men I write so I'm going to leave you all with a smutty excerpt from my latest release, Caribbean Heat, and don't forget to leave a comment and/or subscribe to the blog so you'll be in the running for a $100 Amazon card. Details at the bottom of the post. 

 

 

 

His face was inches from hers, eyes intent, studying. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think about anything other than how badly she wanted him. She wanted to know how good his lips pressed against hers could feel. If it was going to happen, this was a perfect place, no one could see, no one would know.

“Ummhmm.” Sierra swallowed hard and moved closer, inviting him, needing him, not knowing if he had any interest in her, but hoping like hell he did.
Jack answered that question quickly, closed the distance between them and pressed his lips against hers softly.
Sierra parted her lips, inviting him in, wanting him to taste her. He didn’t hesitate, his tongue teasing, tasting, twirling with hers. Heat pooled between her legs. Damn, the man could kiss.
It seemed so natural, so easy, kissing Jack like this.
Sierra let her own tongue explore the heat of his mouth, tangle with his, and the pulsing need between her legs amplified. God, she wanted this man.
Jack’s hands ran down the bare skin of Sierra’s back, pulling her closer. She wrapped a hand around his neck and ran her fingers through his hair and held on tightly as the lust coursed through her.
She’d heard women talk about kissing a man and it making their toes curl, but she hadn’t experienced it until this moment. It was like some kind of drug and she couldn’t get enough.
Jack pressed his lips to hers again and again and wetness rushed to her opening. She wanted him, needed his cock inside her so damn bad.
“Sierra.” The one word was growled as he pulled her on top of him. Her sex pressed against his hard-on and another surge of wetness dampened her cunt. She pulsed herself against him, searching for relief from the surging need but finding higher levels of torment instead. She couldn’t breathe, couldn’t think straight, couldn’t focus on anything but the pleasure his touch gave her.
His hand moved up to her breast, brushed along the sensitive skin, and a shiver of lust shot through her. He grasped her whole breast in one hand and pinched the nipple between two fingers. and a shock of lust shot through her.
Something flicked against her foot but Sierra ignored it. She wanted only to focus on the sensations Jack caused, but the annoying thing flicked against her foot again and she looked back.
Hol-y shit.

Visit me at: http://www.skyrobinson.com/

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NAUGHTY HOTNESS <--You've been warned.

I want to say something here about that Naughty title…something light and dismissive like, “Oh ha ha! I’m not so naughty! Pshaw.” But, I can’t. It’s well-deserved. In my “real” life I work for a large, conservative corporation and I try to behave but I’m not very good at it. One of my old bosses wouldn’t join the “group lunch” if I was going because he was afraid he’d get in trouble. Like maybe HR would do some sort of “inappropriate-for-work conversation” sting and he’d get caught up in it.

Pussy.

I have a story that kinda sums it up, and it’s a great story in that it’s, at the same time, really embarrassing and really hilarious. A coworker told me that she’d met a friend of mine. When she told me his name my stomach knotted. These people at work already think I’m crazy, but they haven’t even scratched the surface. This friend she’d met...well, let’s just say he’d been present at more than one classic moment. He’s a married friend! No swinging going on—nothing like that. Just some crazy, fun, drunk, misbehaving nights of which he was a participant.

I tried to act casual. “Oh? Where did you meet him? How did my name come up?”

Her response: “I was waiting in the lobby at my hairdresser’s and he was sitting next to me talking to another man. He told this man some story, and when he finished the story, the other man replied, ‘NO WAY that happened.’ And your friend replied, 'You’ve obviously never met [insert my first AND LAST NAME HERE].'

So let’s think about that for a second. This man’s response to the tale of my antics was, “NO WAY THAT HAPPENED.” Wow. It must have been quite a story. My coworker piped in at this point to the two men and said, “I know [insert my full name here]!” and they proceeded to have a conversation about me.

Now my stomach wasn’t just knotted, it was sinking. Horribly. “So, uh, what was the story he was telling?” Coworker: “Oh I don’t remember.” I just smiled and said, “Well that’s awful polite of you not to remember,” and then I fled. 

I thought about it for a long time, going over all the likely story-candidates in my head. There was that one time I did that… Oh and when I said…. Maybe it was that time I… Etc. etc.

But after a while I sought my coworker back out, and said this:  “Do you want to know the funniest part of that whole story you told me earlier? Ever since you told me, I’ve been going over things I've done, stories it might have been, and honestly, I can't even narrow it down to a TOP FIVE LIST of which story he might have told about me."

Hence...Naughty Hotness.

PRE-ORDER Fondled & Gobbled: Someone Had To Do it

Quick excerpt from my story in the Fondled & Gobbled book: 

They closed in on her… Five muscled studs, large and tanned and in possession of delicious sausage secrets shared only amongst themselves. Emily instantly dropped the package, the condoms, her diet plan and her good intentions and squealed as five sets of strong hands carried her like their new toy to the kitchen table she’d set for one.

I also have a hot, hometown novella. Dylan's a lumberjack. He's good with his tools. He brings the wood. Oh he brings it...:

Buy Fueling Her Fire on Amazon!

Or from Ellora's Cave!

Excerpt: 

“What? No!” She spit the words out as quickly as she thought them but didn’t make any movement to remove his hand from her thigh. In unison, they looked down at his hand moving on her thigh like it was a situation both of them were helpless to put a stop to.

Dylan didn’t pause his slow caress. She wanted to stop him—knew she should stop him—but it felt so nice, his large hand on her bare leg…

No! She was not about to begin her holiday weekend in some kind of a remake of her senior year of high school. She already had one crushing memory of Dylan and she had no intention of making it a matching set.

“Dylan…” Her voice sounded uncertain though she’d been shooting for resolute. Taking a fortifying breath, she closed her eyes. Turning him away would be easier if she wasn’t looking into those clear blue eyes she’d seen so many times in her fantasies. “I’m not interested in rekindling a sexual relationship with you.”

“Not a relationship,” he said, his words as soothing as his touch, “just a demonstration of how I’d take care of you if you were my girl.” His hand felt hot against her skin and his confident sexuality spoke to a carnal part of her she’d kept buried for too long. “C’mon, Kip. You need it, and I’ll make sure you enjoy yourself.”

He inched his hand higher on her thigh, his intense gaze issuing a challenge to her to stop him if she didn’t want it.

But she wanted it.

And my most recent release, a BDSM quickie that’s tailor made for folks who love domination but aren’t in love with all of the “gear” that can go along with BDSM. Just plain, raw, “you will submit to me” kinda stuff. Enjoy!! 

Buy Bossing the Boss from Amazon!

Or from Ellora's Cave!

Bossing the Boss Excerpt: 

“Ro— I mean, Mr. Quinn,” Lauren began, her voice trembling and barely above a whisper. “What are you going to do to me?”

“Anything I want,” Rob growled. “You’re always so demanding, Lauren, always in charge.” He traced his fingers down her back, leaving a trail of chills. “You drive me so hard at work. You have no idea all the things I've imagined doing to you. I've wanted for so long to make you submit to me. To demand things of you, but in my bed. You need this lesson. It’ll be good for you.”

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Our Chaotic Minds on Ramblings from a Chaotic Mind Blog

You've all waited patiently. Even taken us on one at a time. But we're unleashing the gang today and you'll be needin' some protection. Rubber boots, a hard hat and a box of tissues are definitely necessary for today's post.

We are over on Ramblings from a Chaotic Mind trying not to set fire to anyone's underwear.

Come on over and hang with us, if you dare. We can't be held responsible for soiled pants, spontaneous combustion or loss of conciousness due to your excessive laughter.

Hope to see you there.

Much love, Geeky

Glacial Hotness, but please don't call me frigid

Because I'm not frigid, not in the least. ;-)

I just like oxymorons.

I earned the name Glacial because, I'm always cold. At least in the winter. Although my DH complains I sleep with a comforter in the summer, but then again he'd prefer that I sleep nude 24-7.

Also, I earned the name because I'm one of the three Hotties from Canada.

My name is Amy Ruttan and I've been with Ellora's Cave since 2007. I've also written for Eternal Press and under a different name I've written an Urban Fantasy for Samhain.

I grew up on the outskirts of Toronto, Ontario. So born and raised Torontonian and couldn't be prouder. Big  supporter of the Maple Leafs even if they haven't won a cup in my LIFE TIME. I also have a feeling I may be the baby of the bunch, but don't quote me on that.

I also happen to live down the street from Bootay Hotness. So I see her, regularly and during the winter months listen to her bitterly complain and whine about the ice and snow.

I'm a mother to three rug rats. A girl and two boys, who are the bane of her existence apparently. She's hitting the preteen years. God help me.

When I'm not writing you can find me playing computer games. I'm addicted to Time Management games and subscribed to Big Fish Games that I earned the coveted FISH trophy. I have an eclectic taste in books, movies and TV shows. I'm addicted to Grey's Anatomy (*sob* Mark & Lexie aka Slexie forever), as well as anything British, in particular Mr. Darcy and British Comedy. ;-) I'm crafty and I love driving ...err scratch that I love going for drives.

I also have an unholy love affair with Diet Coke, but that's neither here nor there.


This summer we drove across country for my SIL's wedding. Almost 10,000 kms in total, so one way was the same distance a monarch butterfly traveled. Anyways because of this epic trip I have fallen completely and hopelessly in love with the west. If given the chance I'd move to South Dakota, Wyoming, Montana, Alberta, Saskatchewan or Manitoba in a heartbeat. I never thought I'd love the prairies and the badlands, but I do. I SO do.

This is a picture from the Hoo Doos in Drumheller Alberta. One that I took. Not bad, eh.

Yes, I am quiescently Canadian and will often say "eh". Listen for it at Romanticon. Hehehe.

My story in Fondled and Gobbled: Going Back for Seconds happens to feature a mute werewolf who has to claim his unsuspecting life mate. Yes, I'm employed the device of Scooby Doo talk. "Ruh-Roh."

I may also, if the rumors are true, written another F&G spoof for another volume that involves a pregnant man, but that's all I'm going to say on the matter.

I do write about shifters who do speak though, like in Mounted Release

Gordon Thomas isn’t just an ordinary constable of the Royal Canadian Mounted Police, he’s also a bit of a bear—literally. He’s been on his own for so long he’s shocked when he discovers another Mukswa in his territory, and a female at that. The woman brings out the true beast in him, one which he’s been controlling for far too long.

Sheridan Stevens is on the run. When she crashes on an isolated road, her savior is the only male of her kind within one hundred kilometres. He’s kind, gorgeous and stirs her desire to a burning crescendo.

A snowstorm causes them to seek shelter. As the mercury drops outside, the temperature inside is rising. Neither Gordon nor Sheridan can contain the primal lust singing in their blood. But even as their passion burns brighter than the northern lights, Sheridan’s predator stalks them…ready to make his kill.


I've also written amnesiatic heroes too, like in Warrior Unbound

Hattie isn’t the best medicine woman in her order, but when an ancient evil threatens to escape, she’s the only one available to perform the spell to wake the great stone warrior from his slumber. Problem is, she’s not sure if she really believes in it, especially since the key component of the spell is her soul-shattering orgasm.

When the Warrior is summoned once again he is pleasantly surprised by the medicine woman who has called him, and has no problem giving her the pleasure she needs to complete the banishment spell, but something goes wrong. He still remains in the mortal realm instead of returning to stone. To make matters worse, he remembers nothing except the taste of the medicine woman on his lips.

They have two weeks before the new moon to fulfill the prophecy and they spend every moment wrapped up in each other, lost in passion. But time is ticking and there’s a price to pay for saving the world—one that may turn her stone Warrior to dust.

I love to hear from readers and you can find me at my website www.amyruttan.com

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Sticky Sweet on Honey Hotness

Honey Hotness checking in. Yep that’s me. I’ll be here on the Cabal blog the 2nd Monday of each month. Same bat time, same bat channel – oh oh, did that give away my age? How many folk remember that expression? 

You may be wondering how we all got our own unique Cabal names? Maybe some have shared or not, but I’ll bet you could work it out of us. That is if you want to. Maybe if you corner one of us at Romanticon this year, coerced us somehow, we might give it up.  Or, ply us with drinks, which could work a little better as we might like the coercion a little bit too much. Rest assured, The Cabal of Hotness will be in full force at the conference this year.

Oh, did I mention I’m also an Angel? That name was bestowed upon all of us in the stable of my Ellora’s Cave editor, Grace. I lurve her. She is my girl crush. So not only am I Honey Hotness, I’m an Angel too *blinks innocently* This pic is yours truly and taken at Romanticon12 - not the best angle of the Angel, but it'll do. Notice the angel wings? So do angel wings and hot, sticky honey go together?

I am a mama, of two early twenty something, gorgeous men. Wow, weird to think of my baby boys as men, but they certainly are. Yes, I love my offspring dearly, they know what I write and haven’t asked to read anything. They could find it if they really wanted to and I'm glad they don't. They tell me they don’t want to know the sexual workings of their mother’s mind. But they do hope I get rich. So do I but I’m not holding my breath lol.

It’s quite possible, I’m the Cabal matriarch. Remember though, being older also means wiser, experienced, and .... best leave it at that I think. Find me at Romanticon and we can discuss this in deeper detail. If you’re a Caveman, come on over big boy.

Who belongs to this back?

January 4 my tenth book came out. Plus One with Ellora’s Cave. A smexy ménage which took some research to get the details right. If you want to know what kind of research, you gotta read the book.  I do believe my editor was a little O_o when she read it. I’m also published with Sybarite Seductions and Lyrical Press. My books are contemporary that should please the foodie, cowboy lover, threesome dreamer and the naughty of bdsm, voyeurism, and femdom. 

The Cabal has a flurry of great books with great authors coming up. I’m thrilled to be part of such an awesome group of authors. We met at Romanticon12 and realized there was a unique specialness to us all. We came together and stuck...yes like sticky honey :)  My contribution is in Fondled and Gobbled: Going Back for Seconds. Keep ‘em Coming. In my story, a certain Ellora's Cave Caveman was my inspiration for one of the characters. Can you tell who he is by looking at the pic above? The next anthology I hope will have my dream lover story in it. So stay tuned.

By-the-by...I totally agree with Bootay Hotness that ice is best in a glass of rum rather than underfoot. 

Here's a snippet from Keep em' Coming:

Ravyn’s head was spinning. She had used her boobs to get on stage and now she stood here in her bra and tight jeans about the get a lap dance. Penis. Cock. Schlong. Dong. Dick. Oh god...Cockzilla! would be dangled, wiggled and flapped in her face. Could she survive it?

Yes, she would. The penis is her friend.

Steve and Nick prowled up to her and she swore she could hear them growl low in their throats. Ravyn purred and stared back at them, her dark hair falling over her face. She began to tremble and the closer they got to her the more she shook with anticipation. Within seconds she was meat in a man sandwich.

  

For a taste of Plus One, my most recent release....here's a temptation:

A girls’ night out for a pole dance workshop at her friend’s upscale sex club takes a wild turn for normally timid Karen. She knew what to expect, but not how far she’d be willing to go.
Rob comes to Desire After Dark as a plus one. His only expectation is visual stimulation, not participation. But that soon changes when he spots the buttoned-up-to-there beauty hanging around on the sidelines.
Thrown together, Karen and Rob find the sexual heat between them undeniable. Surrounded by twosomes and moresomes, they step on an unexpected and steamy path. But when another joins in, they have a plus one of their own.

An Exotika ® erotica story from Ellora’s Cave

 

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