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Wednesday, 15 April 2020

New Release - To Be His: a Gateway Ranch Story - by C.R. Moss @CRMoss #RomanticSuspense

Thank you for having me on your blog! I’m happy to share with you and your readers my latest release.

First is some information about the series and the book…


About the Series

Nestled within the hills of central Texas is a special ranch. A place that defies the laws of physics—that of time, space, and dimensions. It’s a place where normal morphs with the paranormal and supernatural. A place that seems to know what a person’s true desires and needs are, and then allows the right circumstances to occur to fulfill those wishes.

Welcome to the Gateway Ranch.

Your gateway to all things possible…

About the Book

To Be His by C.R. Moss

I’m Professor Arianna Perez, and I’ve been asked if I’ll ever trust, let alone love, another man again. After dumping an abusive boyfriend, I doubted I would. At least, that’s how I felt until fate had sexy wrangler, Gavin Bishop, reappearing in my life in a way I never expected.

Against my better judgement, I fell hard for the cowboy, believing everything he said, including how he wanted to treat me like a queen and keep me safe. Little did I know, though, that the circumstances that brought us together could also tear us apart…

And possibly claim my life.


Now a peek into the story…

Excerpt for To Be His by C.R. Moss


Smiling, I studied him some more. Every time I looked at his chiseled chest and the strip of hair going in a line from his belly button to a spot hidden by his jeans, my heart fluttered. Sure, I’d seen a lot of him in class, but this was just the two of us.

This was intimate.

I wanted to run my fingers along his skin. Play with the patch of hair. See where my caresses would lead to. I wanted to create with him. I’d felt this way with other boyfriends, even Chad, but never had the urge been so strong. Nor had I been able to gather the courage to do anything about it in the past. Except once. When my relationship with Chad had started imploding, a friend of mine gave me an art kit, one designed to help couples grow closer to each other. I’d shown it to Chad. He’d then called the gift, my idea, and me stupid, telling me I must be an idiot to think he’d be interested in such a “childish, preposterous activity.”

Asking him if he thought my career were those things, as well, spurred on a multi-hour argument that ended with him leaving and not returning for two nights. When he’d finally come home, he’d seemed remorseful and promised to do better by me. He had, too. For a couple of weeks. But we never had used the present.

Now would be a good time to make some new memories surrounding those art supplies.

After all, I seemed to have a very willing participant, who happened to be gorgeous in my opinion, beautifully proportioned in a trim, well-toned way, and desired little ol’ me. Gavin wanted me, had admitted to dreaming and fantasizing about me. Despite my concerns about our ages and how we used to know each other, I realized I felt the same about him.

I hungered for him.

“God, I want to paint you,” the awed words fell from my mouth before I could stop them.

“Thought that’s what we’re doing,” Gavin responded.

Clearing my throat, I jerked my attention from him, went to my paints, and faked looking for one. “Well, yes, but…” Spit it out, girl. Be brave. Have some fun. Gathering my resolve, I continued, “I want to get out a gift a friend of mine had given me a while back. It contains non-toxic paints. This way I can paint you. Use you as both palette and canvas. And, if you’re up for it, you can paint me.”

An impish grin stretched his face. “Sounds interesting. What do we need to do?”


Buy To Be His by C.R. Moss here…


About the author…
Author Bio

An eccentric and eclectic writer, C.R. Moss pens stories for the mainstream and erotic romance markets, giving readers a choice of sweet, savory or spicy reads, usually within a sub-genre or two — paranormal, sci-fi/fantasy, time travel, or western flare. She also has a passion for penning dark fiction. Writing as Casey Moss, she delves into the darker aspects of life in her work, sometimes basing the stories on reality, sometimes on myth. No matter the path, her stories will take you on a journey from the lighthearted paranormal to dark things unspeakable. What waits around the corner? Come explore…

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Wednesday, 1 November 2017

Find Your Happy Place. Make A Date With Harlequin - Tour + #Giveaway


Title: Make A  Date Blog Tour with Harlequin
Publisher: Harlequin


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Saturday, 13 June 2015

#Saturday7 Is there anything sexier than a rugged yet sensitive cowboy? #MySexySaturday

Welcome to the 96th week of My Sexy Saturday.

This week’s theme is A Good Ole Sexy Time and think about things like the Dukes of Hazzard or maybe Nashville or the Appalachian Mountains. This week is about…well…normal people. You know, the boys next door, the good ole boys, the boys of summer and everything in between. There is nothing more sexy than a man at the beach or getting done with his chores or doing his best at any task. 

Farmhand anyone? Meet Griff... from mff erotic  
The Best of Both Worlds
(excerpt is cut and edited to fit the prompt and MSS rules)
BLURB

Single white female seeks perfect couple…


After participating in a threesome with her boyfriend and a female schoolmate, Antoinette Oakes finds herself alone. But Toni is less upset by the loss of her boyfriend than she is by the realization that her idea of the perfect relationship requires two people. A man and a woman.

The week before graduation, in the midst of setting up job interviews and apartment hunting in New York, Toni is summoned back home to Manchester, Georgia—a place she swore she’d never return to—and to a father she has no desire to see. The last thing Toni expects is to rekindle old feelings for her high school beau, Griffin, let alone reawaken a past infatuation with her former best girlfriend, Avery, with whom she once shared a passionate kiss and a little bit more.

But keeping her eye on the ultimate prize, Toni is determined to move to New York, where the impossible dream of finding that perfect couple just might be possible. Something the small town intolerant community she grew up in would never understand. Toni wants the best of both worlds and will settle for nothing less, even if that means leaving Griffin and Avery behind, for a second time.


EXCERPT


It was weird—as strong and as independent as I’d like to believe that I was, being back here made me realize just how much I’d missed having Griffin in my life. Back then, he’d been everything to me, rolled up in one. Without a mom, a father that hated my guts, and a best friend who couldn’t even look at me, Griff had become my whole world. My lover, my best friend, and yeah, even in a way, I guess he was like a parental figure. My moral code. God knew where my wildness would have taken me if not for him. Griff had let me be wild and foolish with him. But he had a slow and sturdy way about him. Like his daddy, I guess. They were good men. Hardworking, honorable, steady as they come, God-loving gentlemen to the end. I’d never gone wrong taking Griff’s advice. Sometimes just the strength and kindness he offered had been all I needed.

I closed my eyes tight, as tears rolled down my cheeks.

I heard the rumble of the tractor coming closer, then the blessed
weheartit
silence as the engine cut. The heavy crush of his well-worn work boots in the dirt, coming closer. I didn’t have to turn around. I knew it was Griff.


He sat down beside me, not even saying a word, and pulled me into his strong arms. I gave into the misery that hounded me. And just like always, Griff let me and he was there for me. I didn’t have to be tough. I didn’t have to do it alone. Not when I was with him. He’d shoulder it all if he could and I knew it.

Griff stretched out; his back on the blanket. He coaxed me to his chest and just let me cry it out. Stroking my hair and wiping my face, he mumbled little words of comfort and kissed my forehead, just waiting me out. As I calmed I listened to the slow and steady beat of his heart under my ear. How many afternoons had I spent, just like this, wishing we could stay like that forever?

I played with the button on his plaid shirt. “How’d you know?” I asked quietly. “That I needed you?”

He shrugged a broad shoulder. “I always knew.”  
Hope you enjoyed the snip. Hop on through the linky list below for the rest of this week's MSS participants. 
Have a Sexy Saturday!

Friday, 26 September 2014

#MySexySaturday Who's my Big Man? #erotic #excerpt The Best of Both Worlds

  Getting Your Sexy On ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #Saturday7 #MSSAuthors


Welcome to the 61st week of My Sexy Saturday.

The theme this week is all about getting your sexy on…no matter what your age. We’ve talked over and over again that everyone has their own idea of sexy. What is sexy to one person won’t necessarily be sexy to another. Yet, getting one’s sexy on is a driving theme no matter what the age of the character, no matter what situation they are in, be it life or death. You know as an author what we’re talking about. These are the characters who are ageless and always seem to be getting their sexy on. They can be a farmer’s daughter or the farmer, they can be a doctor’s wife or the doctor, they can even be a billionaire or his wonderful assistant. 
 
This week I'm sharing a snippet from m/f/f ménage erotic romance The Best of Both Worlds. But in this snip only some m/f interaction. Can't go wrong with a hot cowboy and a woman who knows what she wants! 


EXCERPT:

“Fuck, I’ve missed you,” he breathed heavily. “I never got over you.”
 

I lifted my head to look at him and he captured my lips. He kissed just as I remembered—slow, sensually. But I was no longer equipped to sit idly by, letting him set the pace and not contribute to furthering the cause. I slid my hand up his neck and into his hair, pulling him closer, while molding my body to his. His whole frame was a lot harder. I opened my mouth and tickled his lips with the tip of my tongue. He moaned and allowed me entrance. Then the floodgates were open and neither of us held back. I didn’t imagine it was a pretty kiss, but man did it taste good.

God, I wanted to climb up him, wrap my legs around his hips, and pull him close. It was so very familiar but different. We were adults now, not two horny teenagers seeking out dark corners. We must have been of the same mind. Griff molded his large hands around my ass and pulled me to him, hard, then slid his hand downward, coaxing my leg around him. He picked me up and planted me on a nearby sawhorse.


Still kissing each other, all tongues and teeth, I went after his incredibly hard cock and he cupped my pussy through my jeans, rubbing frantically with his fingers, resulting in a nice wet rush.
 

“Fuck, you still tie me in knots,” Griff said out of the corner of his mouth, seemingly unwilling to abandon my mouth.

“I’m trying to relieve your stress, not add to it.” I undid his belt buckle then made quick work of the button and fly. I slid my hands into his boxers and filled my palms with his hot, smooth length.
“You’re so much bigger than I remember!” I panted in awe.


“I’m a man now.”
 

I felt the corner of his lip quirk upward at that silly remark. “OH, yes, you are,” I agreed wholeheartedly, showing my appreciation.




I hope you enjoyed this week's excerpt. Don't forget to check out the other MSS authors from the linky list below.


Have a Sexy Saturday!