Our Sexy Year ~ @MySexySaturday #MySexySaturday #OurSexyYear

Welcome to the 52^nd week of My Sexy Saturday.

Wow! A whole year we’ve been entertaining people with our little bit of sexy. We say, let’s go for another one!!!

This week, all we want you to do is to share a sexy tidbit about anything your heart desires. And you all know what we mean…don’t you?

Share with us this week those characters who aren’t afraid to show that they love someone. Share with us the characters that will be there a year, ten years or forever with someone they love. Pepper their existence with a clandestine rendezvous or a weekly event, show us why we love, love, love them. Share those scenes with us this week. From the moment they meet their significant other, their first hot kiss, to the fulfillment of a dream, show us the wonders of finding, falling in love and loving your significant other.

7 Words, 7 Sentences, 7 Paragraphs

Chuckling, I knew that he understood everything we should be frightened of with our mother’s in charge of the event.

“You don’t have to carry me. I can wheel…” I cut off his statement with a kiss and glanced into the back of the SUV and saw the chair.

“I rather have you in my arms.” I pecked his soft lips again and made my way to the cabin’s entrance, into the embracing arms of our loving families.

“Always in my arms.”

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Seductive Studs & Sirens Hop

Welcome to another new week of Seductive Studs & Sirens, a weekly bloghop for authors and bloggers of LGBT fiction. 

Every week, authors and bloggers of LGBT erotica, romance or erotic romance sign up to post on the following Saturday. Each author post should include an excerpt of approximately 150 words of text from either a published work or a WIP.












This weeks snippet is from The House of Manlove Flash~ Always in My Arms. Shout out to Dakota Trace for the beautiful cover!

It’s been said that the eyes are the window to a soul and when I looked into his, I saw the depths of his being, shining back at me. The immense love he felt for me reflected back and went straight to my chest. Sometimes the feeling was so intense I gasped for breathe. More handsome today than when we met as freshmen in college. My heart skipped a beat every time I looked at him, touched him, made sweet love to him.

He made my heart beat faster and faster like the rhythm of a cacophony of drums calling men to battle, ready to take on the world, be the aggressor and dominate its opponent. That’s how I felt. Not the feeling of him being my opponent, but of the dominant who wanted his mate under him. I was delirious, knowing that when we crossed the threshold of the cabin door our lives would forever be changed. Again.

Remember to check out all the other snippets~