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Totally Bound is celebrating Valentine's Weekend with a blowout sale on some fantastic titles. There's a little something for everyone. Every genre, sub-genre and heat rating you might be looking for, as well as some of your favourite authors. From romance to ropes, from vampires to werewolves, from sweet to spicy and everything in between. Curl up with a steamy book and maybe even share it with your valentine. Often some carefully strewn together words can be the biggest turn on of all.

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And I'm also excited to shout that Swap has been included in this special Valentine's Day promotion.  

Swap will always be a special novel for me. It was my debut. An erotic contemporary romance. One reviewer called it 'Twisted good! Suspenseful sexy complicated family drama! Damn good sex scenes and fantasies come alive!!!' (amazon reviews) Thanks Brooke!

Here's the blurb and a little tease...

Hailey Hollinger has it all—a great husband, a fantastic career in journalism, good friends...and one hot brother—in—law that won’t stay out of her fantasies.

When Hailey Hollinger was eighteen she thought her boyfriend, Brent, was the best-looking guy around. That was until he introduced her to his older brother, Mike. From that moment on she had the biggest crush on him and he became the star of all her teenage fantasies.

Hailey’s all grown up now and has been married to Brent for three years. They have great careers, a nice house—they enjoy life and each other. Everything is supposed to be perfect. Except for that pesky little infatuation with her husband’s brother has never completely gone away.

A crush, by nature and definition, is supposed to be short-lived and should diminish over time. But, unfortunately for Hailey, it hasn’t, and it is beginning to mess with what she thinks should be perfection. And if her life is so great, why does she then find herself groping her brother-in-law in the cab of his truck like some sex—starved teenager? And the biggest question yet—why is he groping her right back?

Excerpt:

We slowed our progress, as if neither one of us was in any hurry to get to the truck. I laid my head back against his shoulder.

We walked to the passenger’s side of the truck and I hit the remote on his key fob, unlocking the doors. I opened it for him.

He laughed. "I’m supposed to get the door for you."

"Oh, I thought that was just a shotgun thing, not a chivalry thing. A lady can open the door for a dude, ya know," I said with mock impatience. "Just get in."

He turned to face me and, to my surprise, he reached out and tucked my hair behind my ear. "You’re really lame, ya know?" He laughed at my expense.

"And the eighties lines are alive and well. I know I’m lame, but you love me anyway," I tossed his words from earlier back at him.

His smile slipped. "Yeah. I do."

Something in his voice made every body part I owned turn liquid. In my head, I rushed to tell myself that he meant ‘like a brother’ and that he’d had a few beers, but his next words stopped my thought process cold.

"You might be the only thing I’ve ever envied about my little brother."

He moved his hand to the side of my neck and grazed my cheek with his thumb. Then his lips were there, hovering in front of mine as if he were seeking permission. My senses swam with the possibilities. I pounced, seizing what might be my only opportunity to kiss him. I didn’t hold back—he experienced the full-on, ravenous impact of years of worship and sexual fantasies that had run the gamut from sweet, innocent, eighteen-year-old’s kisses to the tantalising nocturnal fantasy that I‘d created just the night before.

I flattened my chest against his, trying to get inside his coat. He spun me around and nudged me onto the seat of the truck. I didn’t want to separate from his lips, afraid that, if we lost contact, he would call a halt to this. So I fisted my hands into his shirt and hauled him in after me, opening my legs and welcoming him towards my heat. I crabbed towards the driver’s side, hitting the steering wheel, then released his shirt long enough to grope for the tilt-steering lever and pushed the wheel up to give us a little extra room. He was not a small man. The thought shot another little thrill through my already highly sensitised body.

He reached backward with one arm, trying to close the door, but I pulled him towards me with all my strength. I wanted to get as much as I could before he put a stop to this. I knew he would. He was too nice a guy to let this happen. What did that say about me?

"Let me get the door," he said against my mouth, his breathing choppy and heavy.

I released him for long enough that he could reach behind him. The door clicked and I didn’t even have to coax him back—he was there and kissing me as I strained to get closer to him. I could feel his erection digging into my wet heat through my jeans. I rubbed my aching cunt shamelessly over his rock-hard cock. I couldn’t stop the sounds of need that kept erupting from the back of my throat. I wanted him more than I’d ever wanted anything, and at that very moment I didn’t care about anything else. Not Brent. Not Cheryl. Not even the fact that I was probably making a fool of myself. There was one thing on my mind, and that was getting him into my body.

Of course, being my debut novel, this was my first experience with cover art, as well. And I think Emmy Ellis/Posh Gosh knocked this one out of the park. She gave my hero Mike some incredibly scrummy assets, don't you agree? I actually think this image is how I am recognized on social media.  

Perfectly sculpted posterior = H K

LOL! And I'm definitely okay with that. :D Enjoy!

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Happy Valentine's Weekend!

#MySexySaturday - Hurt So Good...

Sexy Me Crazy ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSWeek25 

Welcome to the 25th week of My Sexy Saturday.

Ever have that special someone who just drives you crazy? I think we’ve all had them. In our sexy novels though, this can be the spice that sets the story on edge, where you can’t wait to read the very next word.

We as writers love to write those types of stories. Yet, we all know that each of us has a different idea of sexy. It can be the boy next door, that hot look, even the book you’re reading now. Sexy has nothing to do with looks or status or even wealth. It doesn’t demand perfection and it doesn’t have pretensions but it does make us want to read those books.

Yes, writers are readers and we love sexy!

From my back list, the couple, that drive each other absolutely mad, have to be Mike and Hailey—That delicious, deep down, achy kind of arousal that borders on pain but is incredibly addictive—Hailey's had it bad for Mike for years, and Mike has only just begun to fight his feelings for Hails. It hurts so good!

EXCERPT:

He released his hold slowly, and I slid down his body until my feet were back on the floor. The delight fell from his face. My body warmed and my nipples hardened against his chest. He became very still, except for his erection digging into me. Then his hands were in my hair and we dove at each other. Our lips and tongues tangled, our breathing accelerated.
 
I tugged at the tail of his T-shirt with impatient fingers. He released my lips and raised his arms, helping me to remove his shirt. I pulled the cotton from his chest and over his head. Our eyes locked, and I wondered for a split second if he would stop. If his conscience would take over. He swallowed hard and reached for the hem of my blouse. It was loose enough that we didn’t need to take the time to unbutton it, so I raised my arms and he removed my top.
 
His eyes roved over the swell of my heaving breasts. He lightly skimmed his hand over my skin as he recaptured my lips. I whimpered into his mouth, feeling weak and dizzy. It felt like heaven to me. I’d waited so long to be kissed this way, by this man. He grazed the side of my breast with his hand. I wriggled and stretched to get closer to him. He spun me around so my back was against the kitchen island, then grabbed my hips and hoisted me up onto the counter. I opened my legs eagerly and accepted him between them. I moaned when his rock-hard cock pressed against my wet, throbbing cunt. I couldn’t help it. He felt incredible.
 
I wrapped my legs around his hips, holding him to me as I explored his muscular back. I followed the waistband of his jeans around to the button and toyed with it, seeking his permission. When I felt his fingers release the snap on mine, a thrill shot through my body. I undid his jeans and began to ease the zipper down. He mirrored my actions and began to ease his hand inside to cup me. I wiggled to give him room, trembling with the anticipation of his strong fingers finally plunging into my aching pussy.
 
The phone rang and we jumped apart. He stared at me, his mouth slightly open, his chest heaving. I knew my expression must have been reflecting his.
 
“Let it ring,” he said breathlessly. I welcomed him back against me as I heard the answering machine pick up. 

He splayed his fingers into my slick, wet heat, sending pulses of delicious, fluttering shock waves through me. He growled deep in his chest. “God, Hails, you’re wet!”

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Have a Sexy Saturday!