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New Release by Cassandra Carr

New Release by Cassandra Carr

I would say I can’t wait to read this one but since I was able to read this one in its early stages I will instead say that it was a great read! Pick this one up! It touches on a subject that is very current and very important topic that demands to be discussed. Cassandra Carr is always a favorite of mine and if you haven’t taken the chance yet make sure to pick this new release up as well as her extensive backlist. Hiding in Plain Sight releases through Loose ID on February 11.

Vladimir Gusev exists in a living hell. A year ago in the Olympics he was forced to use a homophobic slur during a game, and guilt is eating him from the inside out. Not only is Vladimir not a homophobe, but in the aftermath of the Olympics, he was finally able to admit his true nature to himself. Yet he’s been taught homosexuality is a sin, so he tries to push away his feelings, but to no avail.

Joe Bufford is an out gay man and an ex-Delta Force member who was medically discharged after an injury to his hand leaves him no longer able to perform his duties. His job as a mechanic at the airport is hardly a long-term career choice, but Joe has no idea where he can utilize the skills he learned in the Army.

Vladimir and Joe meet, and Joe instantly recognizes Vladimir as a terrified closet case. Before he knows it, Joe is offering to help Vladimir figure out what he is and what he wants. As time goes on, Joe begins to hope more and more that the answers to those questions lie with him.

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On Display by Cassandra Carr

On Display by Cassandra Carr

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Hunter’s job as a personal trainer didn’t pay all the bills but along with his job as a bouncer at Rotten he was getting to where he wanted to be. The only place else he needed to go involved the sexy Pilates instructor Olivia. Damn but he wanted to ride her like she rode those bikes in the spin class she taught. Seeing her put on a show at the bar was beyond hot and he hoped to hell she wasn’t really into the girl that was now tight up against her. Where he needed to be.

Olivia had wanted Hunter from the first moment she saw him at the gym. Too shy to take a chance she had almost growled at his client today when she had put her claws on his toned chest in front of her. Tonight she was going to step it up though and with the help of her best friend and some dirty dancing at the club he worked at she was hopefully going to put the shyness behind her and let him know what she wanted from him.

Oh. My. Gawd. Damn it if Cassandra Carr didn’t raise the temperature even higher during this heat wave with the spontaneous combustion between Olivia and Hunter when they finally came together for the first time in a passionate, scorching exhibition. With this book being little more than a morsel it delivered a bite that was full of sinfully delicious erotic temptation. The chemistry between the two continues throughout their foray into sexting and culminates with a scene that will leave you breathless and wanting. Pick this one up and be delighted with the heat that it delivers!

This book was given to me by the author for an honest review and I honestly loved every bite of it! Releasing on July 19 from Ellora’s Cave Exotica Quickies line.

Take Me at the Ball Game by Cassandra Carr

An EC for Men Quickie

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JT Lovejoy had to scramble to make his deadline after the baseball team he covered for the local paper went into extra innings.  The tempting sight of the young intern in charge of handing out the lineups and stats before the game and generally being there for anything the reporters needed during the game made him happy she couldn’t see how hard she had him by just walking around the room.  Cockily telling her he wanted her might not be a great idea for his continued career but an old guy could hope and fantasize.  When Sydney went to her knees in front of him she blew more than his mind and during the following road trip it was hard to keep his mind on stats, strikes and home runs and what would happen the next time he took his seat in the media room.  Back on home turf, it was all he could do to keep his mind focused on the game especially with Sydney waiting on the men and the cocky young reporter nosing in to his space.  Getting caught with his pants down, JT deals with the threat and lets Syd know she is safe from the pricks machinations.  JT is prepared to go to the far wall to protect her but when Syd lets him know that she wants to stay in the game despite their interruption there is nothing that can keep him from going for the home run and hoping for many a late night turns at bat.

Hot.  Sizzling.  Naughty. This EC for Men Quickie is not for men only. It is short and sweet and sexy as hell. JT is an old dog reporter who can’t help himself from blurting out to the sexy intern that she was a part of his fantasy.  Sydney didn’t want a boyfriend or a boy for that matter.  She wanted a man with benefits and JT more than fulfilled that position.  Taking a risk at the ball park they find a way to feed both of their needs and when no one gets hurt they allow themselves to play a game that gives them both pleasures beyond their imaginations.




Taught by Jenna Owens

An EC for Men Quickie

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Dr. Collins loved his job, especially in the Spring and Summer when his primarily female students were wearing less and less to deal with the heat of the season, leaving more than a full view of their assets and loads of opportunity to indulge in his fantasies of pleasuring them all.  Elizabeth was one fantasy that was more vivid than the rest and when the final bell rang he knew that once in his office he was going to take advantage of some private time alone.  Never did he expect to look up and see the vision in his mind in front of him and when she demands to see what he is up to he takes his chance at ever getting tenure in his hands and allows her to add fuel to his imagination and lend a hand.  When Elizabeth gives him a taste and promises more but can he take a chance that he will pass her test and give him memories to last throughout the summer until the next semester brings in a new class of ladies looking for a professor to teach them everything he knows.

I enjoyed this little novella despite not being anywhere near the target audience that the author and publisher had intended.  As a book in the Ellora’s Cave for Men series it more than delivers a sexy, sinful, naughty fantasy for men but I found it all of the above and a very entertaining and well written read.  Dr. Collins is not your typical hero, in fact he is probably not the best depiction of an educator but as fantasy goes it totally hits its mark.  Come on, who hasn’t one time or another fantasized about having their way with a sexy teacher that every girl in the class wants a piece of.


Custom necklace for Cassandra Carr contest

Custom necklace for Cassandra Carr contest

You can win this necklace or order your own custom creation

You can win this necklace or order your own custom creation

You can win this custom necklace

You can win this custom necklace

I was given the opportunity to make the grand prize for Cassandra Carr’s latest contest in celebration of the upcoming release of Momentum.  The third in her Bull Rider series.  Cassandra sent me an email and said…. can you come up with something? You can do whatever you want…..

….. that leaves a lot to the imagination when it comes to a conversation between Cassandra and myself.  The end result you see above.  Three silver charms with the covers of all three Bull Rider books with crystal beads of iridescent blue and dark amber with cute silver spacers on a silver tone chain.  And it can be yours…. for free.  Cassandra is giving it away on her facebook page in a contest that is pretty easy to enter.  All you have to do is send her a picture.  Yep.  Tag her or post a picture on her author fan page here….

What she is looking for is fans who have bought one of the previous books to post a picture of them with the book.  The physical book, the image of your laptop, the cover on your kindle or ereader.  Whatever the format it does not matter.  Just tag her in.   Full details are here on her event page.

So now that I am done this fabulous creation I am back hard at making bookthongs.  Yes the special offer for no minimum is still on until the end of the month but for those who really want some for the cons and don’t have the money in the bank yet (We are all feeling the holiday crunch and I understand) you can still take advantage of the offer.  Order them now, let me know when you want them and for a small deposit I can give you the same offer for delivery in the later winter or early spring.  I can also add custom charms to your thongs for a little bit more which will be dependant on how much it costs me to get the charms in stock.  I want to promote my craft and make enough to go to RT13 in Kansas City this year so I am willing to bend my own rules to make it happen.  Pass the word on to let anyone else know about the special offers.

And for those who might be interested in ordering a custom piece of jewelry for yourself please contact me and I will be more than happy to make something just as special for you.  Pricing for these custom pieces will be dependent on time to design and put together and cost of materials.

Now I have one more thing to add to this post.  To help my friend Cassandra with her promotion I am going to do a crossover along with her Bull Riders contest.  For everyone who comments on this post that they have entered a photo in Cassandra’s contest and posts the link along with their comment I will have a separate draw for a Cassandra Carr Bull Rider bookthong.  One thong with one of the three covers will be up for grabs.  So take your pictures, Tag Cassandra and come back here to show me that you are a Bull Rider fan as well!


MASTER CLASS by Cassandra Carr
Publisher: Loose Id
ePublish date: 12/11/2012
ISBN: 978-1-62300-068-4
Word count: 47,250
Genre: BDSM Contemporary
Ryan Tomasi feels like a failure. His marriage is officially over; the ink dried on the divorce decree. His friend Jack introduces him to BDSM and he agrees to attend a Halloween party at a club. A submissive approaches him, offering herself, and how can he refuse the kneeling beauty? They do a whirlwind scene and Ryan is addicted—both to dominance and to her.
Lisette Rinaldo is returning to the BDSM club for the first time since ending a bad relationship with her former master. She spots Ryan and is taken by the combination of self-assurance and nervousness the man displays as he takes in his surroundings. And after he gives her an incredible re-introduction to the lifestyle, she knows she needs to see the man again.
Ryan and Lisette explore each other and the lifestyle, but what started out as playtime quickly evolves into something more. The problem? Ryan isn’t ready to get serious again and Lisette doesn’t want to fall in love with a guy who can’t give all of himself to her. Both of them are going to have to break out of the bonds holding them back from happiness.CarrCassandra_MasterClass_banner
“What the fuck is an acceptable costume to wear to a Halloween party at a BDSM club?” Ryan Tomasi muttered aloud to himself. He did that a lot these days, since he lived alone after his recent divorce. “Sheesh.”
From his Internet research, he knew people who practiced BDSM—the term “practice” cracked him up every time—already dressed in some pretty outrageous outfits. Between the leather daddies and the pony play, as well as the other strange getups he’d seen online, Ryan wasn’t sure what to think. Full-body latex encasement? He shuddered.
But one thing was clear. He couldn’t keep fucking random women and feel good about it or himself. The whole mess had started after Ryan’s now ex-wife had blindsided him with divorce papers about a year ago, saying she didn’t love him anymore. The fact he’d loved her and had wanted to work on the marriage apparently wasn’t good enough, and Ryan found himself living in a rented house with nothing but his recliner and a futon to sleep on. Over the past year, he’d done what he could to rebuild his life, and now it was time to take the next step.
Ryan needed to find someone for more than a one-night stand and, it seemed, someone who wanted to submit to him, since he’d found he really liked some of this BDSM stuff, especially the dominating side. He felt like a fool on the bar scene, and he really wasn’t a one-night-stand kind of guy, though that had been his MO lately. He’d never even known there was a whole formal “thing” like BDSM until his friend Jack, a fellow professor at the college where Ryan taught English literature, had asked one day, while Ryan was lamenting his pathetic sex life, if he’d ever engaged in any BDSM activities. Ryan had been taken aback, to say the least. He’d thought that kind of thing was limited to porn. Real people didn’t get kinky like that, did they? Hell, he’d gotten married at twenty-two and had been with his ex-wife for almost fifteen years. It appeared he didn’t know shit about sex—kinky sex scene in particular.
Ryan had been shocked when Jack offered to let Ryan see what his submissive, Callie, and Jack did in some of their “scenes” so that Ryan could get a feel for what domination was all about. Jack didn’t allow any actual intercourse or other sexual contact between him and Callie when they got together, which Ryan totally understood, so there was a little bit missing from what he wanted to experience after reading how great the sex could be.
But just watching the way Jack dealt with Callie, and then having the opportunity to try a bunch of things out himself during subsequent play sessions with the two of them, had given Ryan a light at the end of what had been a very dark tunnel since the ex had walked out on him. He believed he’d finally found what he was looking for; what he’d been missing his entire life. The high from a woman submitting to him was the most natural, yet most powerful thing he’d ever felt, and Callie wasn’t even his submissive. What would that feel like?
Shaking out of his reverie, Ryan decided reinforcements were in order and called Jack. “Hey, man.”
“What’s up?”
“Am I interrupting anything?” He was almost afraid to ask.
Jack laughed. “If you’re asking me if Callie is tied up somewhere waiting for me to fuck her six ways to Sunday, no, you’re not interrupting anything. That’s later.”
“TMI, dude, TMI. Anyway, I need help.”
“You need a lot more than help.”
“Yeah, yeah. Seriously, I need to know what a Dom should wear to this Halloween party.”
“Uh, clothes? Usually only the submissives are naked.”
“Are you going to help or not? You’re the one who said I should go to this.” Ryan knew Jack was just messing with him, but as this Halloween party was his “coming out” of sorts as a Dom, he didn’t want to make a fool of himself.
“All right. I’ll take pity on you. What types of costumes are you looking at? What will make you feel comfortable?”
Ryan snorted. “Not sure anything can do that. I’m nervous as hell.”
“Remember, a Dom needs to portray an air of confidence. If you don’t, no sub is going to trust you enough to play with you.”
“I know. And by the time I get there, I’m sure I’ll be a lot calmer. I’ve been pretty good when I’ve played with Callie, haven’t I?”
Ryan could practically see the smirk on Jack’s face.
“Yeah, but I was there too. She knows better than to disobey me and that I would keep the play safe. Goes back to that trust issue. Plus, you didn’t have any sexual contact or anything that might’ve freaked you out. Speaking of that, you got your medical test results, right?”
“Yeah. Sent them to the club the other day.”
“Good. They won’t let you in unless you can prove you’re clean. Now, back to the costume. How about something easy like a police officer or a soldier? Some take-charge type of thing would be fitting.”
“Oh, I like the idea of a soldier.” Soldiers were powerful, respected—everything Ryan thought a Dom should project. It was the perfect costume to convey the image he wanted during his first public play. Ryan quickly typed that into the search engine of the costume store. “Awesome. They have a pretty cool one.”
“See how simple it is, once you’re not freaking out? I know this is all new and a little scary for you, but remember, kinksters are people too.”
“Yeah, yeah. You guys are going to be there, right?”
“Of course. I wouldn’t let you go into the big, bad world of BDSM all by yourself. Also, I’m your sponsor, so you can’t get in without me anyway this first time.”
“Okay, cool. See you then. And thanks for talking me off the ledge.”
Jack hung up, and Ryan looked over the costume specs. It had a camouflage shirt and pants, along with a set of dog tags. He had black boots already for when he did stuff around the house. Though he wasn’t imposing by any means at five-nine and one-eighty, he wasn’t tiny either. Hopefully the costume would make him look like a bit of a badass. He flexed his bicep. Maybe allow him to show off the muscles he was just starting to develop with regular workouts at the gym over the past several months.
* * * *
On Halloween night Ryan dressed in his costume and drove to the club. Jack and Callie were waiting just inside the doors, and when Jack saw him approach, he spoke to the bouncer, who waved Ryan through without a word. Jack was clad as Zorro, and Callie’s dress, if you could call it that, was liberally scored with slashes. It looked more like a bunch of black bandages than anything else, and Ryan wondered how long Jack would allow her to remain clothed. If he knew Jack—and he felt he did after playing with him several times and spending hours talking to him about BDSM and a whole host of other topics—not long.
He wasn’t sure what was appropriate to say to Callie, so he forced his gaze away from her and greeted Jack, who grinned.
“You can tell her she looks hot. It’s not like you’ve never seen her naked.”
Ryan smiled, relaxing. He pivoted back to her. “You look hot, Callie.”
“Thank you, sir.”
“Shall we?”
Jack gestured toward the door at the end of the short hall, and Ryan could hear a bass beat pounding from the other side. He nodded, swallowing thickly. Ryan needn’t have worried, though. As soon as he stepped into the room and looked around, his nerves settled.
I’m home.
The people around him were engaged in all manner of things, but even a cursory glance at the various scenes playing out before him made him finally feel like he was normal. He wasn’t a freak for wanting sex and control like this, despite what his ex-wife had said when he’d suggested some pretty mild stuff to spice up their sex life.
“What do you think?” his friend shouted over the music.
“It’s fucking perfect.” Ryan couldn’t have kept that note of awe out of his voice even if he’d tried.
Jack laughed. “I figured you’d say that. I’ll give you a tour, but we need to do one thing first.”
“What’s that?”
“Lose the shirt. You’ll look way more Dom-ish without it.”
“Dom-ish?” Callie repeated with a chuckle.
“You behave before I decide to leash you,” Jack threatened. “Or maybe we can give Ryan here some more practice with that paddle you hate so much.”
She looked down. “Whatever would please you, Master.”
“Seeing your beautiful ass bright red and ready to be fucked would please me greatly, but we need to babysit Ryan for a bit longer before we can play.”
Ryan pulled off his shirt and stuffed it into his brand-new toy bag. Who would’ve thought a duffel bag he got at an academic conference would come in handy to hold the instruments of pain and pleasure he’d spent a small fortune on?
He followed Jack through the club as the other man pointed out the public play area, the theme rooms, and the staircase to the private rooms upstairs. Then they all went to the bar, which served no alcohol so as to keep the clubgoers sober for play, as Jack explained in answer to Ryan’s puzzled question. They procured soft drinks—drinks were included in the price of the membership—and found a comfy couch that was close enough to the public play area that Ryan had a good view of several scenes taking place. Jack and Ryan sat, and Callie settled on a cushion in front of her Dom.
“That girl,” Jack said, pointing to a submissive tied to a St. Andrew’s cross as a man whipped her from thighs to shoulders, “is a hard-core masochist. As you can see, she’s not wearing a collar, so she’s not owned, but stay away from her. Until you get more comfortable with impact play, all you’ll do is frustrate both of you.”
Ryan nodded, forcing himself not to wince as the man laid another welt on her ass.
“That one,” his friend continued with a jerk of his head at another submissive, “is a horrible topper-from-the-bottom. She’s definitely not a good fit for you as a beginner. I’m not really sure why any Dom would play with her. It would drive me batty to have a sub questioning my every order.”
Jack dismissed a few more for one reason or another as they sipped their beverages. There weren’t a ton of subs running around without collars, and Ryan was beginning to believe none of them would pass Jack’s muster.
“She’s a pretty one,” Jack remarked, and Ryan followed his gaze. He nearly swallowed his can of soda pop whole. Pretty didn’t begin to describe the woman. She was a few inches shorter than him, from what he could tell in his current position, and had enough meat on her bones to be curvy. If he was going to be tying a woman up and fucking the hell out of her, he wanted to be sure her ribs wouldn’t crack at the slightest provocation.
Her long brown hair was piled on top of her head, leaving the slim column of her neck exposed. Ryan loved to nibble on women’s necks, and if he had this one restrained, he’d happily spend hours torturing her in that spot. She was wearing what looked like a harem girl outfit, with a jeweled bra and flouncy, gauzy pants. From the looks of things, Ryan was pretty sure she was naked underneath them.
Jack had been speaking with Callie but straightened up. “Callie said her name is Lisette, and she’s an experienced submissive who hasn’t been to the club as far as Callie knows since her split with her Dom a while back. She’s not owned, as you can see from the fact she’s not collared. The lack of a collar doesn’t always mean a sub is not owned, but at open parties like this, all owned submissives must be collared. As you know,” he continued with a grin in Callie’s direction, “some of us can be possessive bastards, and it cuts down on potential problems.”
“Makes sense,” Ryan murmured. His friend’s eyes suddenly widened a little in anticipation, and Ryan turned in the direction of his gaze.
“Hey, do you mind if we go take advantage of that spanking bench? At these parties, equipment doesn’t stay empty long.”
“No, go ahead.”
Jack helped Callie up and landed a hard swat on her ass. “Go get it for us, pet. I’ll be right over.” He turned to Ryan. “Feel free to watch us or anyone else. We should be back within a half hour or so. Callie’s been naughty lately and needs a good dose of the belt.”
Winking, he walked away, and Ryan laughed. Before Jack had agreed to bring Ryan here for public play, he’d insisted on several private sessions at the house he and Callie shared, so Ryan knew Callie’s favorite implement was the belt. He doubted she would be too upset if Jack used it tonight.
A completely naked woman, save for a collar, came by and took their empty soda cans. Ryan gave her a small smile but kept his attention focused on the scenes unfolding around him. Jack was busy tying Callie to the spanking bench, and the masochistic woman was still being whipped—Ryan couldn’t hold back his wince this time at a particularly hard strike—and a male submissive was going to town on his Mistress’s pussy like he was mining for gold. Turning away from them, he saw a female submissive strapped to what Jack had called a bondage table with cane marks decorating her ass in perfectly spaced lines and her Dom’s dick in her mouth. He’d never tried caning, but it looked interesting, if a little scary. Hell, almost everything looked interesting right now.
Ryan continued to watch as Jack bared Callie’s ass and started out lightly flicking the belt across it. He’d explained to Ryan how important it was to warm the bottom up by bringing the blood to the surface to prevent bruising, and Ryan had spent long hours in the past couple of weeks practicing with a pillow and the strap he’d ordered along with the other stuff Jack had said he’d need to be able to play. The club had a nice selection of implements lined up on the walls of the public play area, but Jack had recommended he get used to his own so he didn’t make a mistake and hurt a submissive.
He was just about to rise and make his way back to the bar when he caught movement out of the corner of his eye. The submissive Callie had called Lisette knelt directly in front of him, a bottle of water laid on her upturned palms. Ryan raised an eyebrow.
Copyright 2012, Cassandra Carr
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Close Contact by Cassandra Carr Cristal Ryder and Cindy Carr

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Serving Ace by Cassandra Carr

Callum Giovanni might still get to play the game that he had made a career out of but at least making some money teaching the wee brats from the country-club set.  Not that it made him feel any better when he had to watch guys he had beaten continue to play in the most prestigious tennis championships in the world.  The beautiful woman knew what she was doing on the court so he needed to find out exactly what she wanted him to teach her trying to ignore what certain body parts wanted to teach her to wait out her answer.

Adriana Macy knew who Cal Giovanni was and it wasn’t a coincidence that she was going to be his new student.  She knew more than the basics but if it meant getting closer to her fantasy man she would take the racket back up.  When he asked her outright what she wanted from his lessons she found it hard not to blush.  She wanted lessons from Cal alright but the lessons she desired were not necessarily on the court.

Playing Through by Cristal Ryder

Lexie was having a hard time keeping her hands off her sexy cowboy student but she had to keep it professional at least while giving golf lessons.  It was hard though when the man made her want to forget the game and play through with a very different kind of game.  The storm that came up on them fast left them scrambling for shelter and finding that the power of the rain and wind had nothing on the power of the connection they made in the caddie shack.

Jay Teller had wanted private lessons although his sexy coach was more than a little distracting.  Slowly taking over not only the driving of the cart but their dynamic he was moving her closer to where he wanted her if not for the storm approaching maybe he would get a hole in one today after all.  Driving the cart was only a start and when they had to snuggle under the shelter from the storm he was going to show her that he was a quick learner and teach her a few lessons of his own.

Up to the Hilt by Cindy Carr

Sebastian Como had gotten the details about his latest student before she walked in.  Impulsive, insubordinate, overly aggressive to name a few but they never told him how drop dead sexy she was.   And how hard it would be to keep himself from touching her with his blade and not the one he used in the Olympics.

Rina Rogers hoped that this latest instructor had the skill to teach her what she needed to know.  She was close to her dream of making it to the Olympics and she needed someone skilled enough to take her to the highest level.  Too bad looking at him made her think of taking him to bed instead of onto the mat.  She needed to hone her natural skill and Sebastian not only could teach her how to score the winning touch but could teach her to accept his touch like no one had ever done before.

I really enjoyed these three sports “heroes” and the way the authors found their “voices”.  Cal had that little bit of Scottish brogue, Jay had that cowboy drawl, and Sebastian with his sexy Italian accent and all three were down right drool worthy jocks in their own right.  Their daring partners knew what they wanted and went after it including taking a chance to find their pleasures in less than safe and secure locations.  Whether out in the open where anyone could come in or in a place that does not allow for total privacy; these ladies and their men take what they need from each other and scored points for individuality and intensity in winning the game of love.

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