Wicked Wednesday - Enjoy an Adult Teaser from Priest Erotic Romance SIN BIN

Sacred & Profane

When Daunté Bennifetto left home to attend seminary school, he never intended to return to the small town he’d grown up in. But it would seem God had other plans.

After Father Eton’s sudden death, Daunté finds himself in charge of his childhood parish and all of its parishioners, including Camillah Lima, the woman he can’t seem to forget. And true to form, the wild and spirited girl he remembers hasn’t changed a bit, headlining at a club as an exotic dancer.

When Daunté runs into Mrs. Lima—Camillah's disapproving mother—she begs him to intervene in her daughter's life, perhaps setting her back on the path to righteousness. Because of their sordid past, he knows he should stringently refuse, yet he can't seem to stay away. Night after night, Father Bennifetto finds himself worshiping at Cam’s feet, in a club appropriately named, The Sin Bin.

Author Note: Sin Bin was formerly featured in the Sacred & Profane Anthology

 Enjoy this Sexy Snippet from Sin Bin

As quickly as possible, Daunté dispatched the straggling members of the congregation seeking his attention.

As he made the way to his office, he'd no idea what to expect. This might be the end of everything.

Daunté took a deep breath before he entered.

The sight he beheld made him gasp.

Camillah was draped over his chair with her skirt rucked up, her exquisitely toned ass bared, much as he’d commanded her to do at the club. Beside her, on the floor she’d placed a wooden switch, a throwback from Father Eton’s tenure.

Daunté fisted his hands. But the urge to cane her, even once, just so he could watch the deep red welt develop on her pale skin, was almost overwhelming.

Of all the times he’d fantasized about her, he’d never allowed his dirty mind to envision quite this. Sweet Camillah, half-naked, vulnerable, and at his complete mercy within the sanctity of the church—it was the most wickedly arousing scene he ever could have imagined.

Though it was one of the most difficult things he’d ever done, he bent and offered his hand in an attempt to help her rise. “This is not the place.” But Lord have mercy on his rotten soul, he wanted it to be.

She snatched her arm from his grasp.

“Forgive me, Father, for I have sinned.” Her voice was muffled as she faced away from him.

Daunté caught his lower lip between his teeth stifling a moan.

“Is this what you want, Father Sin?” she sneered through gritted teeth. “To punish me? To humiliate me over and over again? Is that how you get off?”

She made no attempt to stand, but instead kneed her way around so she could face him. She leaned forward and placed her forehead against his body. The hardest part, at that very moment. There was no hiding it, he was intensely aroused.

She gripped the hem of his robe and parted it.

He knew he should stop her, but he didn’t have the willpower. He wanted this. Here. Now.

As if in a trance, she rubbed her forehead, her cheeks and her lips over his hardness.

Reaching up, she undid his button and fly, then dragged his trousers and boxers to his ankles. His dick bobbed towards her chin.

With cool fingers, she too hold and stroked him as she pulled his straining cock downward, mere inches from her mouth.

Daunté tensed, almost dancing from foot-to-foot in eager anticipation.

Camillah's breath fanned his hot flesh. Her lips hovered. It was then she looked up at him. The raw desire in her eyes made his knees week.

"Let me worship you," she whispered.

He groaned and laced his hands into her hair, granting her silent permission.

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Flashback Friday - Enjoy this naughty deleted scene from Xmas Spouse Swap #erotica #spouseswapping #HolidaySale

So for this week's Flashback Friday I'm sharing a controversial blast from the past. Enjoy this deleted scene from Xmas Spouse Swap. The following was deemed inappropriate by the powers that be. Can you guess why? But with a little tweaking most of this scene made it into the final. Personally, I never did think it was over the top. You decide...

ENJOY! 

Meet the twins who take share and share alike to a whole new level.

One tipsy Christmas Eve leads to a twin swap their husbands will never forget!

*** language, and sexual content ***

“Hey where are you two lovely ladies going?” Kyle called after them.

“We’re going to put our jammies on,” Iris replied, over her shoulder.

“I like the sound of that.” Kyle grinned.

“I’ll just bet you do,” Iris shot back.

“What’s not to like. Gorgeous twins, in lingerie. I mean, come on.”

“Who said anything about lingerie?”

“Well, a guy can dream, can’t he? Christmas miracles and all that. You’re the one who says anything can happen at Christmas.”

This time, Iris rolled her eyes.

“Crank up the tunes, Ky,” Siri said. “We won’t be long.”

“You see, why can’t Brett be more like Kyle?” Siri said, as soon as she closed the bedroom door.

“Aren’t you being a bit hard on him? You know sometimes, I’d like Kyle to be serious about something. Anything, actually.”

“Maybe if we combined them, we’d have a perfect man.” Siri rifled through her suitcase and quickly changed into a deep burgundy colored chemise that barely covered her ass or her breasts.

“Wow, am I gonna look plain next to you,” Iris said.

“Why, what did you bring?” Siri peered over.

“Shorts and tank top with candy canes and gingerbread men on them.”

Siri rolled her eyes and tossed a green nightie, in the same style, to her.

“I don’t know, Sear, I’m not sure I feel comfortable parading around in front of your husband…”

“Just say thank you and put it on, Eye.” Siri said through clenched teeth.

As Iris changed, she said, “Hmm, seems to me, Brett’s not the only one wound a little tight.”

“You’ve no idea,” Siri responded. “Are you ready?”

“Hand me your brush.” Iris combed her hair while Siri merely scrunched her long blonde tresses with her fingers.

“Here, don’t forget your hat.” Siri handed Iris the red one.

“Mine’s the green one, remember?” Iris corrected, with her hand out.

“Wait.” All of a sudden, Siri stilled.

“I’m having trouble keeping up with your mood swings here, Sear.”

“What if we…” Siri raked her lip with her teeth.

“Oh no. I know that look. What are you plotting and how is it going to get me in trouble.”

“No-no. It’ll be fun. I promise!”

“I’ve heard that before. Right before I got either grounded, earned detention, or got sent to the principal’s office. Oh and once landed us in the back of a cop car.”

“Oh stop. I meant well.” Siri grinned and Iris was relieved to see a genuine smile on her sister’s face. She’d been starting to get worried. Whatever she had planned, she’d probably go along with, just to keep her smiling.

“So?” Iris prompted.

Siri planted the green hat on her head. “Let’s switch.”

Iris’ excitement dimmed. “I… I don’t know, Sear.”

“Oh come on, it’ll be fun!”

In her opinion, it was asking for trouble with a capital T.

“There’s no way, they’d fall for it, Siri, they know us too well.”

Her sister’s shoulders sagged and for a moment Iris was about to acquiesce.

“You’re probably right. Here take your silly green hat.” She headed for the door with the red one.

“Siri.”

Siri turned and held out her hand. The excitement in her eyes was gone. “Let’s dance and rub all up on our husbands. That was your suggestion, remember.” She opened the door and dragged Iris with her.

“Check it out!” Kyle cheered when he got an eye full of the two of them in their similar low-cut, shorty nighties, topped off with the Santa hats.

“How about a little holiday hoe-down, fellas?” Siri invited, seductively, doing a full body roll.

“Merry freakin’ Christmas!” Kyle bellowed and cranked the music.

Siri seemed to perk up at his exuberance.

“How about we give them a twin show, they won’t ever forget.” Siri pressed up against Iris’ back and she tempted them, with the most sensually fluid arm gestures, using her wrists and her fingers to beckon them closer. “We'll get them so hot and horny they won't know what to do with themselves."

Kyle all but floated over to them. “What have we here?” He placed one hand on Iris’ hip and his other on Siri’s and he began to move with them rhythmically.

Both women sidled up to Kyle. Greedily, he wrapped his arms around each of them.

“Fuck you Brett, my Christmas wish came true!” he called. “I got both Beaulieu sisters.”

For a few minutes, Brett sat in a chair across the room, with his snifter of Brandy and simply watched the girls dance provocatively with Kyle.

Iris couldn’t keep her gaze from straying to Brett. Yes, he was keeping close tabs on his wife and Kyle but Iris could also feel the heat and intensity of his gaze on her as well. It made her want to move more sensually, just for him.

“Your husband likes to watch,” Kyle said to Siri.

“Indeed he does,” Siri replied in a sultry voice.

For some reason the thought fascinated Iris.

Iris pried her attention away from Brett to look at Kyle. His eyes were heavy with arousal. He was definitely getting off on dancing with the two of them. Siri was feeding off him too.

Wickedly, Iris wanted Brett to take pleasure in them too.

“Come, Brett, join us.” Iris tried to imitate the same dramatic gestures with her arms as Siri had when calling Kyle over.

She was pleased when Brett set his glass down and made his way over.

To her delight, he didn’t immediately go to his wife, instead he placed his hands at Iris’ waist and moved with her.

Gradually, the guys moved in, practically sandwiching the twins between them. Iris and Siri ended up, back to back.

Yet soon, Kyle, who was still holding Siri, reached for Iris. Skimming with his hand, he followed the curve of her neck and shoulder and part way down her arm. He then detoured around front where he cupped her breast and fondled it. She was both mortified and turned on at the same time. Especially when Brett lowered his gaze and watched Kyle’s hand at work. Brett ever so slowly trailed his hand up her side and rested his palm at the side of her other breast. He caressed her side boob with his thumb. The soft gesture sent the most delicious tendrils of sensation straight to her pussy.

Iris had to bite her lip to keep from moaning. Her nipples hardened to aching points as Brett and Kyle double-teamed her. Yet she wanted more, much more. What would it be like to be touched by both men at the same time? She tried to resist the urge to fidget hoping to direct Brett’s hand where she craved it most.

Not to be outdone, Siri turned her back to Kyle, yet kept him close. Iris wondered if her sister could feel her husband’s erection nudging her ass. For there was no doubt that all four of them were equally aroused at their spontaneous play.

“Move your hip just a smidge, Eye,” Siri whispered.

The flutter of her warm breath on Iris’ neck, made her shudder, in the best possible way.

Shamelessly, Siri reached around Iris and palmed her husband’s cock through his trousers.

“Ohhh, aren’t you nice and hard!” Siri crooned.

Iris fisted her hands. Her fingers itched to touch him too, and find out for herself just how hard he truly was.

Iris peered up at Brett, wondering at his reaction.

But to her surprise, he wasn’t even looking at Siri, his focus was squarely on her.

Siri chuckled. Iris was sure the low devious sound went through them all. It certainly did her.

“Seems Kyle isn’t the only man who has a twin fetish.” Siri all but purred. She was enjoying this and not only in the physical sense. She was pushing Iris right out of her comfort zone and if she wasn’t mistaken, she was doing the same to Brett.

Just when she thought there was nothing left Siri could do to shock her, her sister proved her wrong. Siri lowered her head and kissed a slow path up Iris’ neck.

Iris was more than aware that she’d done it purely to excite the men, but in her highly aroused state, it did crazy things to her, too.

“Oh, god,” she murmured. Her eyes fluttered as she tried to maintain eye contact with Brett. That connection in and of itself was stimulating her on a whole other level. Yet what she really wanted to do, was let her head fall back on Siri’s shoulder and let them all go at it.

A nerve in Brett’s jaw ticked rapidly.

All of a sudden there seemed to be a cacophony of heavy breathing assaulting her from all sides, along with an orgy of hands.

𝑶𝒉 𝒈𝒐𝒅, 𝒚𝒆𝒔!

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Was the kiss between sisters too much?

Yeah, I didn't think so either. Anyhoo,

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FYI: there is a Spouse Swap sequel in the works.

I know I've mentioned this before, but I'm really gonna finish it. Hopefully it will be out next year.

Have a great weekend!

Those devilish Cairnnon Twins are at it again!

Enjoy a +18 teaser from the third book in the Lustful Possession Series - The Fall of Cairnnon Castle 

#erotic #timetravel #paranormal

The next day, with a healthy, new blush upon her face, Nevaeh accompanied her sisters to break the fast. 

Hualryn met her as she approached the trestle table. With everyone observing their interaction, he leaned in and placed a chaste kiss to her cheek. 

“Hualryn!” she rebuked, in a whisper. 

“Don’t look at me like that.” Hual grinned. “Everyone here knows ’tis only a matter of vows. Where did ya disappear to last eve?” 

“I couldna verra well stay all night, could I now?” she murmured, taking the chair he proffered. 

“Well, I missed ya. Ye’ll have to make it up to me.” 

A server placed a bowl of gruel before her. Just as Nev was about to lift her spoon, a group of Hualryn’s men joined them, boisterous and loud as always. 

“Nevaeh McBenn, soon to be O’Cairnnon”—Hual smiled— ”welcome my brother, SaBástienne O’Cairnnon.” 

Nev turned her attention from her intended to his sibling. Her smile slipped a little. In looks they were almost identical. She’d had no idea they were twins. She would have thought the overblown O’Cairnnon legend would have included such a significant fact in its folklore. 

Without a word, SaBástienne nodded in greeting. His gaze was so intense, it was unnerving. He stared straight through her. 

“Gud morn, My Lord,” she began, but had to pause to clear her throat. “’Tis a pleasure to finally meet you.” 

The corner of his generous mouth lifted as he continued to peer right into her eyes. A trickle of awareness slithered up her spine. 

Where Hualryn’s eyes were playful and mischievous, SaBástienne’s were piercing and calculating. 

Unable to look away from him, she scrambled for something to say, but could think of nothing. 

Slowly, he wet his lips with his tongue, and she was mesmerized by the action. Another shiver of responsiveness shook her, and a heaviness settled into her lower abdomen. Normally, she only experienced that kind of reaction to Hual. Something familiar danced in her mind. She tried to push it away. He reminds me of Hual, of course. That is all it is. 

Nev pried her gaze from his and turned her attention to the meal as conversation went on around her. She ate mechanically, not tasting. 

“Nev... Nevaeh.” 

Hearing her name, she blinked. 

“Are ya all right, lass?” Hual asked. Concern etched his handsome features. 

“Aye?” she questioned. 

“Yor cheeks were bloomin’ with color when you first arrived, and now ya are white as a sheet.” 

“I am fine. Perhaps a tad weary, I suppose.” 

“You and Bástienne both seem as if ya are in need of a wee nap.” Hual and his man resumed their exchange. 

As she listened in, she was shaken to learn that Bástienne and his men had been attacked on their journey to Cairnnon. By all accounts, it had been a brutal assault, and a battle had ensued—although Hual’s sibling did not look the worse for wear. For a man who had troops dying in the barracks, he seemed completely at ease and undisturbed by the violence and inhumanity of it all. 

Though she was absorbed in Hualryn’s version of events, she couldn’t help but continue to compare the brothers. Feature for feature, they were as near as two people could be. Yet their personalities presented a cavern-sized difference. Where Hual was animated and social as he spoke of Bástienne’s feats during the battle, the man himself remained silent, nearly brooding, neither adding to nor crowing about his triumph. 

“Now that we are back together, Bástienne and me, we will be unstoppable. I will assume the title, but we will rule as one. I am a born leader, and Bás, a natural soldier. I will command the castle and its folk, and SaBástienne will defend us.” 

Unable to help herself, Nev slanted her gaze to Bástienne. 

Deliberately, he dipped his index finger into the swirl of honey that sat atop his gruel. He lifted the digit to his generous mouth and sucked at the sticky substance, all the while keeping her engaged. The gesture, coupled with his extreme regard, tripped an image in her memory—her knees over his shoulders, right before he bent his head and kissed her most intimately. It was as if he’d just wrapped his full lips around the tiny nub of nerves between her legs. She suffered a visceral reaction. Her lower body flooded with heat while the rest of her filled with shame. 

Bástienne, pushed his chair out and stood. “If ya will excuse me... sweeting,” he exaggerated the endearment. 

With it hanging between them, he walked away, leaving her no doubt. 

Dear God! It wasn’t Hualryn I lay with last eve. It was SaBástienne!

She gasped. Her cheeks grew hot, her stomach roiled as the realization of what she’d done seeped into her. Nev jumped up from the table and ran from the hall. Hualryn yelled her name behind her. That’s why he’d asked where she’d disappeared to. To him, she’d deserted him. 

Bástienne the Dark was too tame a designation to encompass the immense wickedness of the man!

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#MySexySaturday Date Night with Syn #Saturday7 If You Can't Stand the Heat

Welcome to the 112^th week of My Sexy Saturday.
This week’s theme: Our Sexy Date

A sexy date could be anything: the day they first went out, the day they first kissed, the day they got married. It could be a couple’s sexy anniversary date or maybe a date to met for the very first time. It could be a date in space, a foreign country or just around the corner. Now matter the particulars, just make it sexy, sexy and sexy. We did mention sexy…right?

Readers, please visit us at our new Author Central where we’ll be sharing even more from our authors besides Saturday’s snippets. We’d love to have each and everyone of you there.

This week, an extract from, If You Can't Stand the Heat. Sesto, the notoriously arrogant chef and Syn, the cynical yet sexy author, take a break from their usual sexcapades to actually go on a dinner date...

 “Oh, I’m always a conceited ass, but sometimes I’m just more loveable than others.” Sesto grinned.

Smiling softly, Syn traced Sesto's bottom lip, before leaning in and kissing him. Cupping her bottom, he pulled her against his burgeoning erection.
 
“If you keep that up, we are not going to eat first,” he said, coming up for air.
 
“We could move right on to dessert.”
 
Sesto groaned at the invitation, they resumed kissing passionately. Pulling up the skirt, he was not surprised to find that she was naked beneath. “Mmm.”
 
Breaking, she giggled. “Predictable?”
 
“Oh, yeah, but much appreciated. God, you feel like sin, Syn.” Rubbing her backside, he moved his hips against her, doubling the pleasurable pain in his groin. But as much as he wanted to just give in and fuck her, more than that, he wanted to get to know the real woman without sex getting in the way. But after dinner, oh, man, was he going to give it to her.

Blurb 

 Somebody’s about to get burnt…

An unlikely couple is brought together as celebrity judges on a new cooking show—Sesto Théodore, an American-Italian New York chef, and Syn Fully, a world-weary author of erotica. It’s instantly clear that they are complete opposites and their personalities clash, but physically, sparks fly and passion ignites.

However, after a video with some rather personal content surfaces on the Internet, Sesto immediately jumps to conclusions and accuses Syn of the breach.

Can the arrogant chef forgive and forget, or will his pride leave him out in the cold?

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