Wednesday, June 27, 2018

Mated on Hades- Coming soon!

Head or tail? She won't have to choose...
Mated on Hades by Golden Angel is coming July 6th!


The Celestial Mates agency always knows what - or who - you need.
Tarrik would do anything to avoid breaking his mother's heart, so he begrudgingly signs up for Celestial Mates and agrees to come home and settle down once the agency finds his match. There's just one catch: he's not ready to give up his free and easy life traveling the galaxy. And he's doing exactly as his mother asked, so what will it hurt if he makes himself as unappealing as possible on his mate application?
Juliette is a woman on the run. Her attitude, and more importantly her hacking skills, have pissed off all the wrong people. Now the target of a contract hit, she's decided the solution to her problems is to leave the planet as fast as she can. The Celestial Mates program is exactly what she needs. By the time her "mate" realizes she's impossible to live with, hopefully it will be safe for her to return to earth. She wasn't counting on a seriously hot alien who looked like the devil and could do the most sinful things with his tail...
The sparks fly at first meeting when their chemistry ignites. But they can barely stand to be in the same room with each other.
They shouldn't work at all.
But Celestial Mates always knows best.

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Tuesday, June 26, 2018

Author Spotlight: Sara Fields and Mastered

Thank you so much to Sara for agreeing to be on my blog today!

She's one of my favorite naughty sci-fi authors and I'm featuring her new release: Mastered: A Dark Sci-Fi Reverse Harem Romance

I asked Sara to tell me a little something about how she felt when writing this book.

Sara: While I was starting to write this story, I really didn't know how I was going to end it. The ending, a good quarter of the book I wrote in one weekend and it was incredible to see Alaina blossom into her own kick ass self, outside the shadow of her sister's Kira's legacy. I think this is my best book to date and I can't wait to see where the series takes me next. Danika and Kaela need to tell their stories. The Stryker sisters have more to do. ❤


There was nothing more I needed him for. I took a deep breath. It was time. I couldn’t let him go. I couldn’t let him run off to his alien superiors and tell them that I existed. I’d never be safe. My other sisters and our group of humans would never be safe if I let him run free. My hand brushed against the gun at my hip. I swallowed deeply. Would I be able to do it? Could I kill a man, even if he was a Vakarran?

I shook my head, trying to shake myself of such stupid thoughts. There was no questioning what I had to do here. He had to die. There were no other options. I had to do it. With a deep, shuddering breath that rattled me to the core, I slid my fingers over the holster, gripping the handle with a reluctance that I knew he could see.
His expression grew wary.

“What are you doing? I did what you asked!”

“I don’t have a choice,” I whispered, whipping the gun from my belt and leveling it in his direction. I looked through the site and aimed at his head, figured that would be the surest and safest shot to ensure that he died quickly and quietly.

“Wait. Don’t do that,” he pleaded.

I felt a little bad for him. Young guy, sent off on an assignment on a planet he isn’t familiar with. I shivered and shook my head. He didn’t deserve my sympathy. His kind was evil. Had taken everything from us the day they had arrived and conquered our planet. Had forced us to have their babies just because their species was inadequate.
He deserved death.

I hesitated, unsure for a long moment. Could I do it? Could I kill him?

Suddenly, everything fell into place. I had accepted what I had to do. My heart stopped pounding like a drum in my ears and I adjusted my aim once more. He was going to die today. I felt it in my gut. I took my forefinger and curled it around the trigger, pulling it toward me when Davon began to grin like a village idiot.

What the hell? Why would he be smiling?

Suddenly, I could feel the barrel of a gun pressed against the back of my skull. Fuck...

Friday, June 22, 2018

Pre-Order & Teaser for Mated On Hades!

The heat is on!
Mated on Hades will be LIVE JULY 6TH!


The Celestial Mates agency always knows what - or who - you need. 

Tarrik would do anything to avoid breaking his mother's heart, so he begrudgingly signs up for Celestial Mates and agrees to come home and settle down once the agency finds his match. There's just one catch: he's not ready to give up his free and easy life traveling the galaxy. And he's doing exactly as his mother asked, so what will it hurt if he makes himself as unappealing as possible on his mate application?

Juliette is a woman on the run. Her attitude, and more importantly her hacking skills, have pissed off all the wrong people. Now the target of a contract hit, she's decided the solution to her problems is to leave the planet as fast as she can. The Celestial Mates program is exactly what she needs. By the time her "mate" realizes she's impossible to live with, hopefully it will be safe for her to return to earth. She wasn't counting on a seriously hot alien who looked like the devil and could do the most sinful things with his tail...

The sparks fly at first meeting when their chemistry ignites. But they can barely stand to be in the same room with each other.

They shouldn't work at all.

But Celestial Mates always knows best.


In the dark, her body thrumming with sexual frustration, Jules was no closer to sleep than she had been when the lights had been turned on. Despite the wall of cushions between them, she was far, far too away of the insanely sexy alien on the bed with her, less than a foot of distance separating them. How much body heat did a Hadesian emanate? Because she swore she could feel him.
Then she really did feel something, touching her ankle between the sheets, and she shrieked, kicking.
"Sorry, sorry!" Tarrik's deep voice actually sounded sincere. "That was my tail, sorry."
Jules' heart pounded so hard it felt like it was going to go right out of her chest as her fear of the unknown settled.
"Well get your tail under control," she hissed at him, pulling her legs up slightly, closer to her body and telling herself that she definitely was not going to think about the possibilities of a tail that had a mind of its own.
"It's not exactly easy," he hissed back. "I can smell your arousal. So don't bother lying and telling me that you aren't."
Heat flushed her cheeks and she was very glad the room was dark enough that he wouldn't be able to see her blush. "That's just a physical response - and you were the one who started jerking off while I was in the shower!"
"You stripped down in front of me!"
"You said you weren't attracted to me!"
"I lied, alright?!" There was a strange ominous red glow in the darkness and suddenly cushions went flying. Tarrik loomed over her, wings spread slightly in his agitation. Holy fracking radiation! He freaking glowed in the dark! "I'm attracted to you, okay? That doesn't mean I want to mate you."
"I don't want to mate you either, you overgrown ignoramus."
"But you want to fuck me, right?" The glow of his skin brightened a little more, illuminating her body as he taunted her, his own sexual frustration clear on his face. It was eerie and sexy all at the same time and this time when his tail curled around her ankle, the heat of his flesh warming her skin, she didn't jump or kick.
"Oh shut up and do something useful with your mouth," she snarled back, reaching up to grab his face and pull his lips down to meet hers.


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Tuesday, June 19, 2018

Author Feature! - Broken Hearts by Vanessa Bryce

Happy Tuesday! I'm thrilled to introduce you all to Vanessa Bryce whose first book recently came out! Broken Hearts is a Billionaire Bad Boy Romance available on Amazon and Kindle Unlimited.

I ask Vanessa to tell me a little something about writing the book and this is what she had to say:

I had a lot of fun writing Broken Hearts, the first book in my 'Tycoons of Hollywood' series. I really love Kane's hard-ass, cocky character as he initially comes off as somewhat of a jerk, but his softer side is revealed as his feelings for Nikki grow. One of my favorite parts of the book is when he realizes he's made a mistake by pushing Nikki away, and the lengths he goes to in order to win her back. It's more than enough to make a girl swoon =)

What happens when a Hollywood Tycoon moves next door?
When billionaire bad-boy Kane Barton becomes Nikki's new neighbor, her world is shaken up as she tries to protect her newly broken heart from this sexy, hot stranger. 
But Kane is determined to have Nikki - and whenever he sees something he wants, he takes it.
Not everyone is happy about Kane and Nikki's budding relationship, and as egos collide, the stakes run high, and Kane's Empire is threatened. Will he choose to save his Empire or the one he loves?

Who am I kidding?
This fairytale I was living was nothing more than a dream.
And a dream that I was forced to wake up from.
It had only been a matter of time until I got hurt, but I was too blind to see.

I was on top of my game.
A master of my own destiny.
I let myself get close to a woman once, but she proved to be like everyone else in my life.
I promised myself never again.
Until I moved into a new house. A new neighborhood. A new neighbor.
She’s sexy. She’s sultry. She knows what she wants, but she’s withdrawn.
There’s a wall up that no one can break down. That is, no one until she met me.
I am going to smash down her walls, and I’m going to show her what a real man can do.
I won’t let her into my world, but I’m going to rock hers.
I’m going to blow her mind.

***This is a full-length novella with plenty of steam, no cliffhangers or cheating, and a HEA.***

Thursday, June 14, 2018

Thursday Sneak Peek!

I am so excited to be part of the next wave of Celestial Mates books (this wave starts releasing tomorrow!) and wanted to share a little teaser from my upcoming release, Mated On Hades =)  It comes out on July 6th, will be available on KU (like all the CM books are), and is on pre-order sale for just 99c!

The Celestial Mates agency always knows what - or who - you need. 

Tarrik would do anything to avoid breaking his mother's heart, so he begrudgingly signs up for Celestial Mates and agrees to come home and settle down once the agency finds his match. There's just one catch: he's not ready to give up his free and easy life traveling the galaxy. And he's doing exactly as his mother asked, so what will it hurt if he makes himself as unappealing as possible on his mate application? 

Juliette is a woman on the run. Her attitude, and more importantly her hacking skills, have pissed off all the wrong people. Now the target of a contract hit, she's decided the solution to her problems is to leave the planet as fast as she can. The Celestial Mates program is exactly what she needs. By the time her "mate" realizes she's impossible to live with, hopefully it will be safe for her to return to earth.

The sparks fly at first meeting when their chemistry ignites. But they can barely stand to be in the same room with each other.

They shouldn't work at all.

But Celestial Mates always knows best.

***Sneak Peek***

"What?!" Tarrik was practically sputtering, because the words his mother was saying made no sense - although he could feel her joy over the vidcall even though his ship was several galaxies away from Hades.
"They found your mate! They're going to bring her here and she should arrive the day after you do," his mother said, her tentacles all writhing and twining around her body in happiness. 
Behind Tarrik, he could hear his bridge crew trying to stifle their laughter. 
Gark it, if he'd realized this was a personal call he would have taken it in his cabin, not on the bridge where everyone could see. Tarrik gritted his teeth, because even though he was frustrated, annoyed, and embarrassed, he was also not about to yell at his mother in front of everyone either.
Especially not when she was literally quivering with joy. 
"They can't have found her," he protested, quickly remembering to take on - "So quickly, I mean. They can't have found her so quickly, it's barely been six months!"
Six months, three uninterrupted trade runs through the cosmos. Definitely not enough time to get used to the idea of being ground-bound. 
Tarrik also shuddered to think exactly what kind of female the agency could have found that would actually match to the abysmal application he'd filled out. He'd mostly just exaggerated or embellished, but he had flat-out lied in a few places to make himself look at terrible as possible.
"They are very good at what they do," his mother said happily, and he could practically see the visions of grandbabies dancing in her head. Having born one son herself - unusual for her people although typical for Hadesians - she was still hopeful for multiple grandchildren. "They always manage to find the right match!"
That was their slogan. Tarrik gritted his teeth into something resembling a smile. "Apparently."
His negativity softened slightly as his mother beamed back at him, her eyes flashing from lavender to dark indigo, indicating her deep emotions. It wasn't her fault, after all, she just wanted what all Hadesian mothers wanted from their offspring. He would just have to meet this so-called mate... and if she truly was a match for the application he'd filled out she'd probably be so awful that his mother would support him sending her back to wherever she came from.
Plus, then he could pretend to be heartbroken it hadn't worked out and get some leeway for at least another six months. 
This might not be so bad after all. 
Smiling a little more genuinely now, he nodded at his mom. "Thanks for calling, mother. I'll be home in another ten-cycle and I'll see you and my mate then." 
"I'm so excited!" The ends of her tentacles waved, her eyes still darkly indigo with her emotions. "I'll send you the information they provided. I can't wait to meet my son's mate!"
The vid switched off and Tarrik groaned. 
A heavy hand clapped his shoulder and he turned to glare at his first mate and best friend, Mrik grinning at him like a Vizii drunk on panchi fruit. Tarrik glared back. 
"Congratulations!" Mrik crowed, obviously finding this turn of events hilarious. He'd already been amused when Tarrik had first told him about his plan, now he was definitely enjoying himself at Terrik's expense. Snickers sounded around the bridge. "Our illustrious leader, leading the way as always."
"Don't get too used to the idea," Tarrik growled. 
His com beeped, alerting him to the incoming file message. Jerking it away from his belt, just so he could look at something other than Mrik's smirk or the rest of the crew's poorly hidden entertainment, Tarrik looked down at the screen and clicked on the file. 
Mrik's howl of laughter was nearly as loud as Tarrik's cry of outrage. "A garking useless human?!"

Tuesday, June 12, 2018

Author Feature: The Viking's Possession by Felicity Brandon

I'm so excited to be doing my very first author feature for the talented Felicity Brandon! I just love her books; they're sexy, fun, and often full of spankings ;) Keep reading for more information about her latest release and a sexy teaser from The Viking's Possession!

She's also got a great contest happening on her Facebook page so make sure to click over and check that out before the June 15th deadline!

War captured her, desire captivated her, but can her Viking captor truly possess her?

After she saves the life of Prince Anders, the Viking warrior who took her as his captive and tamed both her body and her heart, nineteen-year-old Princess Aurelie of Donrose knows that she can never return home again. She will belong to Anders forever, as his bride and his possession, destined to be used and enjoyed as thoroughly, shamefully, and often as he pleases.

Though Anders has proven many times that he is more than willing to punish her bare bottom harshly for any disobedience, with war fast approaching between her brother and her husband, Aurelie puts her own life in danger in the hopes of making peace. But when her reckless gamble goes wrong, can Anders rescue his headstrong young wife before any harm comes to her?

The Viking's Possession is the sequel to The Viking's Conquest, but can be read as a stand-alone novel. It includes spankings, and sexual scenes, including some scenes of sexual humiliation. If such material offends you, please don't buy this book.


Ignoring me, Anders presses on, pushing the phallus inside my ass. I buck against my bondage as it invades me, utterly conflicted by the experience. The ropes make it impossible to prevent this intrusion, and we both know it. This is why Anders has chosen to secure me in such a bizarre way. My sex and my ass are totally exposed, and vulnerable to his every dark desire.

“Feel my phallus claim you, my sweeting.” His voice floats from down between my legs. “You will take this for me for the rest of this punishment, and whilst you do, you’ll remember who is in charge. You’ll remember who can touch, claim, and explore, and who must yield, receive, and endure.”

I groan again, my head now flat against the bedding as the stone fills my ass. It’s not the largest implement, and Anders’ manhood is certainly longer, but the hard, cold stone is different to what I’m used to. It’s odd and unsettling, reinforcing Anders’ point with perfect clarity—he is in charge. He is in control. All I can do is take it, take the phallus and take my punishment.

Once he is finally satisfied that I have taken the length of the stone, Anders swats my ass playfully. “Good girl,” he says teasingly. “You will keep that phallus in place until I tell you otherwise.” His body shifts and his face comes into view over my bound body. “Do you understand?”

I’m nodding even before I’ve had time to process his question. This is what Anders does to me. He takes my usual clear-headed wilfulness and turns it to mush. I can argue, I can push and protest, but in the end, I know I will always submit to this man. “Yes, I understand, my LofĂ°ungr,” I murmur.
He nods, smiling as he leans down to plant a chaste kiss on my panting mouth. “Now, let me pleasure you some more…”

His body slips from view and I squirm needlessly in my ropes. It’s like I cannot keep still because I know now what he has in mind. He doesn’t want to pleasure me at all, he only wants to build me up to the brink of ecstasy, before abandoning the pursuit. He wants to torture me with denial—that is my punishment. As his mouth descends to my pulsating sex once more, I’m overwrought with misery. His ministrations are amazing, his tongue flicking over my excited nib at perfect intervals, whilst the phallus fills my ass in its hard and denigrating way.

Within a moment I am right there again. My mind reels, and I consciously try to control my breathing, reasoning that I can fool Anders. Perhaps if I don’t make my burgeoning pleasure so obvious, I can trick him into thinking I am not at the brink. Perhaps I can achieve my orgasm after all? The idea gives me a glimmer of hope. I close my eyes, willing myself to remain as calm as I can in light of his merciless pursuit of my suffering, but oh, Gods, it’s just too good. Before I know what is happening I am panting again, my nipples beading painfully as Anders takes me right to the brink, before—inevitably—stopping short of allowing me to climax.

This time I screech in frustration, not caring what the consequences of my outburst will be. Damn him! Damn this man who has captured me in just about every way possible. It’s as though this Viking can read my mind, and he knows instinctively when I am about to explode. He is the only man who has ever known me carnally, and it seems he is truly at one with my body.

“Now, now, Aurelie,” he tells me, admonishing me in a gleeful way. “What did I warn you about that pretty little mouth?”

My eyes fly open, and I moan out of instinct, my hips—still rolled forward by the bondage—struggling desperately for some stimulus as Anders shifts from the bed. I’m vaguely aware of him stripping beside me, and then he disappears from my view, striding to the other side of the room. By the time he returns, I’m desperate. The weight of the contradiction afflicts me. The same things that irritate and repel me—the strange bondage, the phallus shoved inside me, and the unrelenting denial of pleasure—also arouse me. I know without needing to check that I am soaking with desire. Anders is playing my body like an instrument.

“Open up, my sweeting,” his voice coos from my left side.

I blink up at his towering naked form. His body is hard, chiselled perfection, and his cock juts out eagerly in front of him. My eyes dart to his hand, which he presents to me. Between his thumb and forefinger is one of the small orange fruits he had taunted me with in the Viking camp. My belly knots in anxiety. I know what is coming next.

“Now, Aurelie,” he tells me, his tone increasingly insistent.

My lips part slowly, my breath shaky with apprehension as I comply.

The expression on Anders’ face is pure lust as he appraises me. “I warned you, my sweeting,” he purrs, and I watch as the fruit moves into view, descending slowly toward my waiting mouth. “I asked for silence, and since you cannot comply, instead I offer you fruit. I’m sure you remember my favourite fruit, Aurelie.” He chuckles at his own words. “I always keep a bowl of fresh fruit in my chambers.”

If he expects a reply, then he gives me no time to offer one. The orange fruit slides perfectly into my mouth, capturing my teeth around its soft flesh. He grins down at me, satisfied with what he sees, and I do not try to resist. The fruit, I suppose, is inevitable. He must have known I would never be able to contain my responses during this penance, even if I hadn’t. This is what Anders had planned all along.

The realisation makes me wretched, or at least it would do if I wasn’t so intolerably turned on.

Sunday, June 10, 2018

Upcoming Awesomeness!

There's a lot going on in Angel-land, not the least of which is I'm going to start trying to be a more active blogger. Not daily or anything, but if I can get something up once a week or once every two weeks if things are slow, that sounds great!

In case you haven't been keeping up with me elsewhere - I'm pregnant and I'm currently about halfway through my pregnancy. She's a girl and she's doing great (better than I am in fact, Type 2 diabetes meant I had to get my blood sugar - which had been in great ranges for a diabetic - down even further so now I'm on the keto diet... on the other hand, I'm loving the diet and I'm doing well enough on it that the doctor mentioned I might actually be able to reverse my diabetes). She's due in October and I'm gonna be really upset if she comes early because I'm also doing my first convention this year... which I signed up for before I became pregnant and of course it's 2 weeks before her due date.

So if you're interested in romance conventions and *hopefully* meeting me, as far as I'm concerned I'm going to be at RomCon 2018. =P

Other things going on!

I've started a YouTube Channel because I finally found a concept for it that I loved lol. First video is now up! WOOT!

I'm part of some really great upcoming multi-author projects, including a hush-hush box set that will be out in August (more on that when I can), a sexy-nerd anthology (not sure when that's coming out), and I'm going to be part of the next wave of Celestial Mates books! Mine is called Mated on Hades and will be released on July 6th. It will be available on Kindle Unlimited but is also on a special pre-order sale for 99c through July 6th, so if you prefer to own the best price is NOW.

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Then it's off to the races... how much writing can I get done before baby arrives? LOL

The goals for this summer: co-write a book with Lee Savino, release one alternate penname book, and finish the last Stronghold Doms book for release on September 15th =)

I'd also really love to get the first book in my reverse harem series, and epilogue novella for Stronghold, and the two prequel novellas for my two new series out later this year but we'll see... I've gotta be somewhat loose on scheduling to see how baby affects everything! Still, that's a LOT to be excited about =)

Tuesday, June 5, 2018

Arabella's Taming- Last day at special 99c price!


Have you gotten your copy of Arabella's Taming yet?

It's available everywhere:

Lady Arabella Windham, sister to the Duke of Manchester, has given up on ever attracting the positive attention of Lord Thomas Hood. After discovering he still sees her as the same hoydenish young woman she was in the past, no matter her current perfectly ladylike behavior, and realizing she will never match up to his infamous list of attributes for a wife, she throws caution to the wind and becomes more reckless than ever.
Why bother being good if it's not going to even be noticed, much less acknowledged?
When her return to feckless and indiscreet behavior results in disgrace however, it's Lord Thomas Hood who is caught up in the scandal with her. With a strong-willed bride determined to make her new husband dance to her tune and a stubborn lord determined to curb his new wife's imprudent ways, is a happily-ever-after even possible?
Despite being part of a series, Arabella's Taming may be read and enjoyed as a standalone. 

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Saturday, June 2, 2018

How To #FightLikeARomanceAuthor

I've shared a lot of this information over the past few weeks, ever since #cockygate started, and I decided it would be good to have it all in one place. If you think this will be helpful, feel free to share the link.

Basically, Romancelandia has woken up to a lot of the problems that were being hushed up or talked very quietly but not very loudly about, and a lot of people want to know - what can I do to help? Which is wonderful!

So I've put together this list and if anyone thinks I'm missing anything please let me know (you can comment or email me at and I'll add to it.

1. Follow @cockybot on twitter - you'll get daily updates about trademark filings - @cockybot is the fastest and easiest way to stay apprised of new trademark filings and it's pretty clear which ones are legitimate and which ones are way too generic.

2. If you see trademark popping up that you think is too generic, the good news is it's easy to protest once it's been filed!:

Here's the letter of protest:
The form is easy. Check "too generic" and upload screen shots of similar books as evidence.

Kevin Kneupper also provided a "how-to" on twitter for a more in-depth explanation

3. Check out the affected authors - Tara Crescent, Jamila Jasper, Nana Malone - Tara is being sued by FH and Jamila and Nana both had to change covers at the last minute due to FH's threats - as well as the heroes of #cockygate - Bianca Sommerland and Jenny Trout who broke the story after talking with Jamila (I also highly recommend following them on Twitter and Bianca's YouTube channel as they have been ON TOP of updates); Kevin Kneupper who saw the original tweets and immediately jumped in with his invaluable knowledge of IP law to file a petition; Courtney Milan who has been providing legal updates and commentary along the way, paid for the hearing transcript out of her own pocket, and is on the RWA board; and Suzan Tisdale, who lent her powerful voice and platform to #cockygate. 

4. Contribute to the RWA's perseverance fund, which is used to help fund the memberships for authors who wouldt' otherwise be able to afford them (and if you're wondering why membership is important, just look to how they and the Author's Guild are funding Tara's defense in #cockygate)

5. Buy a copy of Cocktales! It's a limited release anthology which will be on sale through August and all proceeds are going to "authors already impacted by creative obstruction" and the RWA's advocacy fund. 

6. But trademarks aren't the only issue! What about book stuffing? Report them to Amazon. You should be able to do that from your Kindle. Also, check out Heather C. Leigh's video on what's happening, why it's bad, and give her some love because the scammers threatened legal action for exposing their scammy tactics.

7. You've heard of something new? #GetLoud <--- and follow that hashtag on twitter. If you're not comfortable getting loud, talk to someone. I don't have the platform of someone like Bianca or Jenny, but my door is always open just to chat or if you want someone to help you get loud. Keeping things in the dark is how people get away with doing shady things, and they WANT everyone to be quiet about it because that way they can continue doing what they're doing. If you're unsure and just want to chat privately, that's ALWAYS okay, sometimes it's hard to get loud, but there is support here for you if and when you're ready to. 

8. Engage your readers - this goes with GetLoud! Don't just be loud with other authors or in author groups. You don't have to name names or anything, but one of the first things I did when I decided to pull the vast majority of my books from KU was explain WHY. They had NO idea some of the things Amazon was doing to innocent authors who had been unwittingly caught up in Amazon's determined but overly wide sweep to get rid of scammers. I'm already out but I'll be bringing up book stuffing to them soon, just so they know. And I see a lot of readers on twitter who have become a huge part of reporting when they see something wrong. The readers are the biggest part of the romance community, so they need to know what's going on.

That's all I have so far - please, if you know of something I'm missing, definitely let me know and I'll add it! I'd like to have all of this in one, easy-to-find place for both myself and others. 

Stay Sassy <3

Cocky Judge - an erotic short story

Is this what I should have been working on today? Definitely not. But my brain wouldn't let me be. This is just a short erotic story, not a lot of plot, that wouldn't get out of my head after reading through the transcript for the #cockygate hearing yesterday. Literally, would not get out of my head and woke me up at 7am this morning demanding I write on it. In the interest of being able to work on the things I actually need to be writing today, I complied. I hope you enjoy... and I hope to see many more cocky judges and lawyers in the future!

This is in no way meant to depict a real person.


Lauren was sitting on the couch reading her the latest ebook release by her favorite author when she heard the garage door opening. Smiling to herself, she tapped her finger to turn the page while she waited for her husband to come inside the house. He was home a little early, which was nice. She usually managed to make it home before him, but this time she’d only been reading for about five minutes – and she hadn’t been expecting him for at least another thirty.

A few seconds later, the door between the garage and the house opened and she looked up from where she was seated on the couch. Seeing her curled up there, Simon’s face immediately relaxed from its normal grumpy expression – her hubby definitely had whatever the male version of resting bitch face would be called – and relaxed into a smile.

“Hey honey,” she said, uncurling from her position and setting her ebook down on the coffee table as he took off his favorite brown hat. “How was work?”

“It was a day,” he replied, meeting her halfway through the room for a kiss.

She hadn’t been expecting a real answer, on Fridays he liked to come home and unwind. Likely she wouldn’t hear about his day today until tomorrow, but she always asked.

When their lips parted, he smiled down at her. “How was your day?”

“Not bad,” she said, following him as he let her go and went to sit down in his armchair with a slight groan. Chuckling, she moved around behind the chair and began to massage his shoulders. With a much louder, although still low, groan, he leaned forward to give her better access to his tense muscles.

Digging her fingers in to his shoulder blades, Lauren worked at the knot she could feel there as she began to tell him about her day. Most people wouldn’t think that being an accountant was all that interesting, but some of the things her clients did… Of course she never shared confidential information with him, as a judge he’d be pretty disapproving of that even if she wanted to, but there were always funny little stories she could tell him.

“Really?” her husband asked, laughing.

“Yup. We spent thirty minutes trying to figure out why he’d been charged an extra dollar and twelve cents on his cable bill.” One of her most well-to do clients, the man had only ever had one job – which he’d barely managed to last a few days at – and had spent his life living off his trust fund. He was happy to throw his money around when he chose, but even a dollar extra on any of his bills and he had to know WHY.

“Maybe he just wanted your company,” her husband teased, twisting around as he grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her to him. Lauren laughed as she ended up tumbling into his lap, his arms easily catching her. Simon nuzzled the side of her neck. “I know I always do.”

“Well, I hope so,” she teased. “You are married to me.” Which made her one lucky girl. Simon was the whole package – smart, handsome, confident without being arrogant (okay, maybe a little arrogant sometimes but deservedly so) a wicked sense of humor, great in bed, and even though he did often look grumpy he wasn’t actually a grump. He was her cocky silver fox and she loved him as much now as they day she’d married him.

“Best decision I ever made,” he said, sliding his hand up her shirt and making her giggle as he tipped her back for another romantic kiss. Lauren wrapped her hand around the back of her neck to keep her from feeling like she was falling as she opened her mouth to him, her body coming alive as his tongue swept into her mouth and his hand closed over her breast.

It wasn’t often that Simon came home amorous immediately, but she certainly didn’t mind when he did.

She kissed him back passionately, her fingers sliding into his hair. He’d turned grey early, but it looked good on him, making him appear handsomely distinguished. She hummed in the back of her throat as his hand caressed her breast, making the little bud of her nipple harden and swell inside of her bra.

And she couldn’t help giggling again when he couldn’t get the cup of that particular garment down. Simon hated bras. Well, Simon hated her bras.

His hand slid out from underneath her shirt and Lauren squeaked as she found herself being lifted up in his arms. The hand in his hair slid down as she threw her arms around his neck.

“What are you doing?” she scolded. “You shouldn’t be carrying something as heavy as me!”

Simon’s dark eyes skewered her with a look as he started towards their bedroom – since the master bedroom was on the first floor it wasn’t far away at least. “Woman, you’d better not be putting yourself down.”

Dammit. She never should have told him about the spanking books she’d read.

“That’s not what I meant,” she protested. It had totally been what she’d meant.

He raised his eyebrow at her, looking almost haughty as he stared down at her, shouldering the door to their bedroom open. “Then are you saying I’m not strong enough to carry you?”

“That’s definitely not what I meant,” she said more firmly. Simon was in great shape. She on the other hand… but if he wanted to carry her off to bed like some kind of 1970s romance book cover hero, who was she to argue? “Just shut up and kiss me.”

Laughing, Simon complied and Lauren tightened her arms around him. The kissing became more enthusiastic as he set down her legs so she could stand and their hands busily got to work. Clothes fell between caresses, and then his lips pulled away from hers so they could follow where his hands were going. Lauren let out a soft moan as his mouth closed around her nipple, his fingers kneading the soft flesh of her breast and stirring an aching need in her pussy.

She threaded her fingers through his hair, her other hand caressing his upper back, which was what she could reach… and the Simon was pushing her back against the bed, his lips moving back up to hers.

They fell on the bed together, her softer body cradling his hard one, her legs parting as he knelt between them. She dragged her nails over his chest, not hard enough to leave a mark, but enough to send a shudder through his whole body. The weight of his cock pressed against her thigh as he stroked her sides and his mouth moved down to her neck. Seeking out his nipples, Lauren matched him caress for caress, stoking his arousal as much as he did hers.

The blunt tip of his cock brushed over swollen pussy, which was when he realized how wet she was. Hey – being picked up and carried off had just flat out done it for her. Simon definitely enjoyed the result. A small shift of his hips and his cock slid through the wet, slick folds of her pussy, finding her entrance almost immediately. They knew each other’s bodies intimately by now, and he hadn’t even needed to adjust himself.

“Ohh…” Lauren sucked in a breath, her back arching as Simon pressed in, stretching her open. She always loved the initial feeling of him sliding inside of her, the emptiness being filled, the ache being soothed. The thick girth of his cock thrust in and then receded, before returning and going deeper, filling her more fully.

Her legs wrapped around him, heels against the backs of his thighs as she spread herself more fully to him, using the new leverage to lift her hips up to meet his thrusts.

Simon groaned with pleasure, dropping kisses across her collarbone and neck on his way back to her lips, his hips moving rhythmically, each hard thrust pressing her into the mattress. She loved the feel of him atop her, inside of her, making her feel small but safe under his hard body, vulnerable to him and yet he gave her nothing but pleasure.

The wiry hair on his chest brushed against her hard nipples, stimulating the sensitive buds and sending sensations curling through her straight down to her pussy which clenched around his cock. They moved together, their combined passions rising and feeding the other’s as he surged inside of her. The friction of his cock sliding in and out of her slick heat, the rubbing of his groin against her swollen clit every time he slid home, had her writhing as her climax neared.

His thrusts became harder, wilder, and his lips pulled away from hers as their movements made kissing more and more difficult.

“Oh yes…” Lauren cried out, her nails digging into his shoulders. She arched as he ground himself against her, rubbing her clit with his body in exactly the way he knew she liked best. “Simon!  Oh… Simon!”

Ecstasy rippled and burst, spreading through her on waves of rapture that had her toes curling and her body clenching around him as he began to thrust again, hard and fast. Every thrust sent another wave crashing into her, and Lauren writhed beneath him as he reached his own climax, groaning her name into her ear as his cock hardened even more inside of her, making him feel even larger. He pulsed against the walls of her pussy, their mutual pleasure shuddering through them as he released.

Panting, they both slumped together, the urgency sliding away and leaving them in the hazy cocoon of intimacy that always followed love-making.

Lauren smiled lazily as she ran her fingers over the tattoo on Simon’s chest, the one which always amused her because she’d never pictured a judge with a tattoo. He was still slumped over her, but had his arms braced so his full weight wasn’t on her. Not that she would have minded. She liked feeling his weight pressing her down into the mattress, but he was too considerate for that.

Her husband muttered something and she frowned in confusion.

Had he just said ‘prowess’?