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~ LICKING LOLLIPOPS by Marami Hung Blog Tour + Giveaway ~



DATE: Friday, October 31, 2014

Lollipops.  Toys.  Cash.  Sex.
Leilani’s job is more addicting than sugar.  It’s her drug.  She might look meek and too young to be a college student, but she’s a naughty girl with a dirty secret. 
Leilani grants fantasies.  When a request comes in, Leilani dons her
pseudonym “Lollipop” and transforms into a high school cheerleader, a
dominating cat girl, or even a sweet little Victorian girl who loves candy and
ice cream.
Her business satisfies her lust, pays just enough
for college tuition, and always draws her back, despite the abuse that torments
her afterward.
But when a gorgeous classmate finds out and urges
her to stop, Leilani’s first fear isn’t getting kicked out of college.  She’s terrified that she might give up her primal lust for genuine intimacy.

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I straddled Coach Banks’s firm, tan torso, and I
relished in every kiss he planted from my ear to below my collarbone.  Behind me, the hard wall of his office was a
little too cold, but that only added to my pleasure and contrasted with his hot
skin.  I threw my head back and looked
above at the mounted football helmets and Coach of the Year Awards.  This man deserved better than that.  This man was smoking hot, and I was going to
help him live out the fantasies he’d had for months.
A moan escaped my lips when I felt his large,
masculine hands slip beneath my tight cheerleading top and caress my small
breasts.  I made sure not to wear a bra
before I came to see him.  I then looked
deep into his big, brown eyes, letting him know through my gaze just how much
he was turning me on.  He smiled, and I
saw a hint of satisfaction.  Then his
eyes flashed with hunger, and my vision brightened as he pinched my nipples.  I whimpered then, sweetly, my nearly
animalistic gasps heavy with ecstasy.  I
knew he liked his girls to be vocal.
That’s why he liked the cheerleading team so much.
I wrapped my arms around his muscular neck and
pulled myself closer to him for a long, deep kiss.  The sensation of the tips of our tongues
swirling around each other sent a burst of warmth below my belly button.  He would be pleased when he finally reached
down below my skirt.
“Coach,” I whispered in his ear, brushing my bottom
lip against his lobe.  “I’m all yours
tonight.  Please take me all the
way.  I promise I won’t tell anyone.”
He pinched my nipples again, then flicked
them.  I cried out, and he caught my lips
in another kiss.  I moaned into his
daring tongue as he continued to play with my small tits.  As much as I would enjoy him to continue, at
that moment, all I wanted was to feel his big cock inside of me.
He finally pulled away from my lips, his own wet
and reddened from our passion.  “I held
myself back for months.  I didn’t want to
take things too quickly with you.  Are
you sure you want this?”
I nodded.
“Yes!  Yes, please, Coach!”
He smirked and gave me a quick kiss.  “You were so worth the wait.”
With me still straddling him, he carried me over to
his desk and swept his phone, paperwork, and football key chains onto the
floor.  This was the moment I had been
waiting for; my heart thumped with excitement, my pussy throbbed with
anticipation.  He set me on top of his
desk, the heels of my feet resting on the edge, and spread my knees wide
open.  He lifted up my navy blue pleated
skirt and smiled at my hot pink, lacy panties.
I made sure not to wear my cheerleading bloomers, either; they would be
a hindrance for my Coach Banks.
He caressed my inner thighs, up and down, teasing
me for several strokes until he ran his index finger over my pussy, pressing
harder when he reached my clit.  I gasped
and writhed on top of his desk as he played with my clit through a layer of
soft lace.  I could feel myself becoming
wetter with each passing stroke and craved the moment he pulled off my panties.
It seemed like an eternity had passed when I
decided to pull them off myself.  I
tossed them onto the floor next to his phone and spread myself wide again, so
he could take in the view of my hairless, glistening pussy.  He smiled and started to unbuckle his belt.
“Do you like what you see?” I asked him


He dropped his jeans and trousers, and his already
erect cock twitched in the presence of my exposed pussy.  “See for yourself,” he said, his voice deep
and husky.  I couldn’t wait to hear him
groan in that sexy voice as he fucked me wildly.  I swallowed hard as I imagined my pussy
swallowing a cock as big as his.
Abou the author
Marami Hung began her escapades with erotica as the narrator of J.S. Cooper’s The Love Trials.  You can also hear her in Kylie Gable’s Calendar Girl.
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~ REED by Lesley Jones Cover Reveal ~


Title: REED

Author: Lesley Jones

Release Date: November 10, 2014 as part of Owned: An Alpha Anthology


She was mine.

Our love, unquestioned.

Our futures planned.

But she didn’t show.

All that we had, all that we meant, and after all that was said, she just didn’t show.

That one act from her, changed everything, but it especially changed me and from that moment on, there was no going back.

No words of love, no whispered promises, just sex and drugs and rock and roll. No one gets a piece of Reed but what they will get is the night of their life, the chance to let go, break their own rules and the best, the dirtiest, filthiest sex ever…

Along with the other four people in my bed.




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Abou the author


I am a born and raised Essex girl now living on the beautiful Mornington Peninsula, just outside of Melbourne Australia, I moved here with my husband and three sons in 2006.
Not only do I love to write but I also love to read and can devour a book overnight if the story grabs me.
I love watching my sons play football and am very partial to a glass of wine, a nicely chilled Marlborough Sav Blanc being my favorite.

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~ Breathless by Vanessa Marie Cover Reveal ~

Title: Breathless

Author: Vanessa Marie

Release Date: Nov 11, 2014

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SynopsisFor once in Charlie’s life, she has something she’d never allowed herself to have before.


All because of Sam’s love.

He fought for her. No matter the cost.

He loved her even when she couldn’t allow herself to feel loved.

Now, when things feel like they might go smoothly for once in her life…

The unexpected happens. Her fate. Her constant date with Death.

A reality that completely blindsides her when life once again rears it’s ugly head.

Shattering any sense of a future she ever felt she could grasp, even if only for a second.

Will she give in and surrender to her fate?

Will she retreat, pushing away everyone she loves to hold onto her secrets?

Or will she fight? Fight for Sam, fight for their love, the way he’s always fought for her?

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ExcerptSam made it pretty easy for a girl to fall in love with him. He massaged Charlie’s legs while she lay across the couch with her feet in his lap. Both of her hands gripped her coffee cup as she took a sip. “Mmm. A girl could get used to this, ya know?”

“Huh?” He looked up at her, puzzled. 

A smile pulled at her lips. He wasn’t paying attention to what his hands were doing. “Nothing. Just watch the movie.”

“No, I just didn’t hear what you said. You mumbled it.” His green eyes searched hers like he desperately wanted to know what she’d just said. 

“It wasn’t important. Just feels good.” She nodded toward her legs. 

Sam smiled and continued to run his fingers diligently up and down her long lean legs. “I like touching you. Your skin is like silk.” 

Every stroke he took, make her senses come alive. It didn’t seem to have the same kind of effect on him that it did on her. But she was doing everything she could not to jump him. She was still recovering from their morning escapades in the kitchen. 

“The movie okay? We can watch something else if you want.” 

She wasn’t even sure what they were watching. All she could think about were his hands and trying to control her breathing. Shaking her head no, she took a sip of her coffee and set it down on the table in front of them. “No, it’s fine.” Charlie lay back against the plush pillows behind her and sank further into them while his touch became stronger, reaching deeper into her muscle. It felt like heaven. 

“You’re not going to sleep on me again, are you?” he asked and shifted under her. 

“No. Just resting my eyes.” She was tired, more so than usual, but didn’t want to let him know that. She’d already argued with her doctor the day before and it wasn’t something she wanted to argue with him about again. 

“Do you want me to rub your chest?” 

She opened one eye at him and watched him with suspicion. “Since when do you ask to cop a feel, Mr. Greyson?”

She regretted it the second the name left her lips. 

He frowned. “First of all, don’t call me that. It’s not funny. Second of all, I wasn’t being creepy. I know your chest aches. I wasn’t talking about rubbing your boobs. Although, if my hands happen to brush against certain things, I am not to be held liable.” 

All she wanted to do was sink into the couch until she was invisible. Of course that’s all he wanted to do. He was being thoughtful and you turn it into something sleazy. Who’s the asshole here? Oh, that’s right. You are. 


“Yeah. Yeah. Scoot down and lay your head back.” 

Flipping completely around, she tossed a pillow in his lap and laid her head in his lap face up, with the rest of her body in-between his legs on the couch. She closed her eyes and let out a deep breath as his strong hands worked their way from the top of her collarbone down the front of her sternum. “Oh, God. I didn’t realize how sore that was until you did that.” 

He let out a low chuckle. “I told you that you’d call me God.” 

Smiling she lifted her chin and relaxed her shoulders under his skilled hands as he worked his way around her chest. It was exactly what she needed and he know it before she did. “How do you do this?” 

“Do what?” his voice was low and husky. 

“Know what I need even before I do.” 

“Because I know you. You haven’t been yourself lately no matter how much you try and hide it. I see how easily you get worn out.” 

“You can’t blame a girl for needing a nap after kitchen sex games.” 

His fingers worked in strong, slow circles across the top of her chest. The way he touched her scars with ease made chills radiate through her. 

“This makes nap number three today, there, sweet cheeks.” 

“Just resting up for what’s to come.” She smiled at him but he wasn’t mirroring her like she thought he would. He just watched her, with worry behind his eyes. 

“Don’t look at me like that please. This is exactly what I didn’t want to happen.” 

His hands stopped on her chest as his eyes found hers. “Guess what? You can’t stop people from loving you. No matter how hard you try. We’re going to worry when you’re not feeling well. It’s not like you have a cold, babe. You’re in heart failure.” 

“You don’t think I know that?”

“Well, you don’t act like it. That’s why everyone gets so frustrated with you. You’re so hell-bent on fighting the system that you fight all of us, too.” 

She sat up and turned to face him. “I’m not trying to fight the system. In case you haven’t noticed, the system has kind of failed me. All the things they’ve done to me that were supposed to save my life haven’t. They’ve only prolonged it. A little… until the next thing goes wrong. So, now they’re saying this ICD is the way to go and I may not need the transplant. Do you understand how I can’t even allow myself to begin to dream that that could be true? I can’t believe things like that.” She bit her bottom lip to keep it from quivering. 

“Why not? I thought you were past not allowing yourself to dream?”

“Fairytales and happy endings are meant for people like Sarah and Alex. Happily ever afters aren’t meant for people like me.” 

He ran his fingers through her hair, like he always did when they were in a heavy discussion. “I really wish you’d stop putting yourself in this box of damaged goods. You can have the fairytale and I will be your happily ever after…if you let me.” 

“I’ve read everything there is about the ICD. I researched them a long time ago when I hoped it could be an option for me or even a fix and they told me no. Now they want to do it and I want to know what’s changed. Why is it okay now but it was a no before?” 

“Why didn’t you ask him that instead of walking out?” He pulled her back down into his lap and continued to run his fingers through her hair. 

She shrugged. “I don’t know. I was pissed. I know my stubbornness gets in the way a lot but I don’t do things out of blind rage. All the time anyway. I usually have a pretty damn good reason behind my outbursts.” 

A smile spread across his face. “Maybe in your crazy own Charlie way of spinning logic, but I get it.”

“No one wants to talk about the ugly truth. They all dance around it and pretend like there’s not an elephant in the room.” She closed her eyes as a rogue tear slipped down her cheek. 

His fingers brushed the tear away just before it touched her lips. “And what truth is that?” his voice was low. 

That I’m going to die young. That I can’t go to Disney with you because it might be my last trip. She exhaled slowly trying to steady her breath, knowing her voice would be shaky. “That any surgery can kill me. That I might not make it through it. That I might not live long enough to even get a transplant.” 

“I don’t pretend to know what you’re going through. I can’t possibly imagine, but I have seen you on the verge of Death’s door. I saw you banging on that damn door to come back. You fought for every breath. Every step. Never giving into the darkness. No matter how damaged you think you are or how long Grimm has hunted you, you’re destined for the light, Charlie.” 

“Only you could make this conversation sound poetic.” 

His fingers brushed over her lips to her cheek. “I do what I can.” 

A small smile played at her lips. No matter how hard she tried to keep it together, she was still on the verge of breaking. Sam was her glue as life chipped away at the glass. Constantly looking for a way to shatter her into a million broken pieces. 

She sat up and crawled into his lap to straddle him. All she needed in that moment was him. The fact he wasn’t afraid to talk about the things that haunted her while she slept made her want him all the more.

She ran her fingers through his disheveled hair and rested them behind his neck. “Do you love my dark clouds?” 

He kissed the tip of her nose. “Yes. I even love your acid rain.” 

She smiled and brought her lips to his. Their kiss was easy to get lost in and it was exactly what she needed to feel whole.


Abou the author

Always the cause of shenanigans, Vanessa is a heavily tattooed, sarcastic motorcycle enthusiast who started her career as a Jeep tech at the age of sixteen. The happily married mother of three little monsters—oops, children—lives in Kentucky by way of Las Vegas, Nevada. Once her life took a different direction—sidelined by Heart Disease at 26 and becoming a pacemaker recipient—she decided to write as a creative outlet, and Heartless was born. She realizes life can be dark clouds and acid rain at times, but her outlook on life puts a positive and sarcastic spin on it all.

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Caliana Crawford is smart, sexy and unemployed. After quitting her mediocre job, she finds herself in need of a break. She goes to the one place that holds her most precious memories, her cabin by the lake. Life hasn’t always been easy for Cali. She lost someone close to her, was betrayed by her lover, and now she only wants to escape reality. What she doesn’t plan on is her sexy neighbor, who has an agenda of his own.

Owen Matthews goes through the motions every day, but knows his life is missing one essential part – Cali. He has never forgotten about the summers he spent by the lake with the gorgeous brunette. When he sees she is back to stay, Owen knows he can’t let her slip through his fingers again. Others think he has it all with owning a multimillion dollar company, but what they don’t know is that he would give it all up to have her in his arms and his bed.

The road to happiness isn’t always easy. His brother returns to his life and brings with him an old flame who threatens to rip Cali and Owen apart. Will they find their salvation with one another or let the events of their past influence their future?

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Michelle Dare is a Jersey girl living over the border in Pennsylvania. She started out as a reader, then became a book blogger. She loves the book community and thought to try her hand at writing. Her first book, My Salvation, is a contemporary romance.

She is a married mom with two wonderful children and a German Shepherd, who she considers her third child. She is a lover of books, music and movies. Her favorite band is Maroon 5 and has too many favorite movies to list. Paranormal romance is her favorite genre to read.

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The Hunt For Snow
by S.E. Babin
Fairytale League #1
Publication Date: October 20, 2014
Genres: Urban Fantasy

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For years Snow has been running from the queen and the razor-edged knife of the Huntsman, Max. Hiding in her new world, Snow is thrust back into fairytale politics when Max finds her. Torn between fear and love, will Snow surrender her heart to the one man she can’t trust?

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S.E. Babin has a passion for writing books with a paranormal twist. Whether it’s romance or mystery, she loves turning the norm into the extraordinary. Her early love of reading turned into a curious exploration to see whether or not she could write her own novel. This resulted in her spending way too much time in the library, killing any chance of her becoming a cheerleader or anything even remotely cool. She lives in Texas with her family and a passive aggressive dachshund.

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