In gratitude,
Marissa xo
With only 25 days till #HotinAruba drops, I’m going to share my pick to play Carlos. Meet Spanish model Amadeo Leandro. I’m not even sure if this beautiful man acts, but um, well, he’s certainly sexy! Carlos as a character is charming, giving, and totally selfless. He cares deeply for Samantha. Having been relegated to the friend zone for years, he’s ready to prove his mettle as boyfriend material. He sings sensuously as he plays the guitar, and when you imagine his hips moving while he dances… well, let’s just say I hope you enjoy meeting Carlos.
There are only 26 days till #HotinAruba drops! It’s always fun to imagine who I’d like to play main characters. For Samantha, our main protagonist, she would need to be strong and gutsy… someone who doesn’t take bullshit from anyone. Someone sensible, not prone to fits of hysteria or fantasy. She would need to be down to earth and, of course, incredibly sexy. I think Katheryn Winnick would do the job very nicely.
“Have you ever craved desire? Not the wanting, but the feeling of being desired. Not by a lover or significant other, but by a stranger, someone who doesn’t owe you years of commitment or who doesn’t feel trapped by layers of guilt and socially acceptable notions of loyalty. Do you long to be looked at with hunger from someone you’ve never met, or perhaps from someone you’ve met only once—in the briefest of glances, the most insignificant of occurrences—but felt that spark, that pull of fate, drawing you together in a snowball’s avalanche of reckoning?
From today’s writing: Hot in Aruba
My feet moved mechanically. I was a sexually active woman. I loved sex. I craved the intimacy and high of climax, yet around Carlos, I acted like a girl who’d barely been kissed. And why? Because I was bent on us being friends. That old record was seriously wearing out its groove.
When he’d suggested we should head back, I’d wanted anything but. However, the idea of pushing him down and fucking him in the desert sand hadn’t really appealed to me, and I couldn’t for the life of me figure out why? Outside sex was hot. A thought burbled to the surface, and I cringed. A whiny, pouty little voice mewled that our first time together should be special.
I kicked a pebble in my path. What the hell was happening to me? I was losing my fucking mind.
Please join me in extending a hearty congratulations to Margaret Madigan on the completion of her sexy, hot novella: HUNTER! Today, I have the pleasure of revealing to you the cover of this tantalizing little dish, so without further ado, I give you HUNTER!
HUNTER is the first book in the new Caine Brothers series of erotic romance novellas by Margaret Madigan. Look for it to release October 19, 2015.
Blurb:
When Hunter takes over the CEO position at his father’s multi-billion dollar real estate development company, he also inherits his father’s sexy blonde personal assistant, Allison.
Allison doesn’t appreciate being passed around like property. When she meets Hunter, though, sparks fly. He’s gorgeous, but she’s ready to resign, until he proves he’s not the misogynistic boss his father was.
Hunter’s considering the purchase of a resort in Costa Rica. It’s currently a couples-only resort, so he asks Allison to go undercover with him, posing as newlyweds. Allison’s skeptical, but it’s a free trip to Costa Rica, and Hunter’s easy on the eyes, so why not?
Those sparks turn into raging hot flames as Hunter and Allison explore the resort–and each other–and discover that what happens in Costa Rica may or may not actually stay in Costa Rica.
Hunter went right back into the bathroom to do whatever he intended to do to get that roaring erection under control. Allison pondered following him and helping him out, one way or another.
Two things stopped her; first, her legs were so weak from that flipping amazing orgasm that she didn’t think she could walk across the room, and secondly, the anticipation of owing him heated her all over again.
While he’d showered the first time, she’d moved all their luggage to the closet. Now, she went to find a dry pair of panties.
She changed them and sat on the bed, waiting for Hunter and remembering his fingers on her and in her. The ghost of his touch still lingered on her skin and in the receding pulse of her orgasm.
If that was just a sample of what they’d do to each other, she didn’t need to sleep on it. To hell with caution, she was ready for more.
But apparently he’d decided they’d stick to the agreement.
It didn’t take long for him to finish in the bathroom, and when he left the bathroom this time, he looked like he could barely contain his triumph. Like by making her come like that he’d proven some primal point. Like he’d achieved a coup, vanquished a rival, swept in and made a hostile takeover. He puffed his chest, threw his shoulders back, and pretty much strutted into the room.
“Kinda proud of yourself there, chief?” she asked.
“Maybe a little. Where’s my suitcase?”
She pointed at the closet. He went in and rummaged, coming out with charcoal slacks and a blue shirt. He laid everything out on the bed, then paused.
“There are four restaurants here. Any idea what you’re hungry for?” she asked.
“Seriously, you have to ask?”
She looked at him, saw the unfiltered lust in his eyes, and remembered he still hadn’t been properly taken care of. A little bit of waiting wouldn’t hurt Mr. I-get-everything-I-want-when-I-want-it CEO. Might build some character.
“Patience is a virtue, you know.”
“I don’t like to wait.”
“Waiting makes everything better.”
“Bullshit.”
“You’ll see.”
He rolled his eyes, and she smiled. This weekend could be a lot of fun.
“Are you going to sit there while I dress?” he asked.
“Do you want me to?”
“Yes. But if you do, we won’t be waiting for tomorrow. If I get naked with you now, you’d better be ready to skip dinner and forget about sleep for most of the night.”
“Well, then. I’ll step out and let you dress. Because I’m starving.”
“Coward.”
She slid off the bed, laughing at his fake insult. As she passed him on the way to the door, she grabbed the edge of his towel and yanked it off.
He growled and reached for her, but she squealed and ran for the living room. She flopped onto the couch, giggling like a little girl, but when she looked back to the bedroom Hunter stood in the doorway, naked as the day he was born, the single most glorious man she’d ever had the privilege to witness in the nude.
He’d reached up and hooked his fingers over the top of the door jamb, and lounged there casually displaying himself for her perusal. She had no doubt he meant for her to understand what she was missing. Her skin tingled, and her mouth watered in appreciation. She’d need to change her panties again.
Tall, tan, lean, and hung, Hunter made the perfect argument without even saying a word.
“Wow.” How she managed even one coherent word, she had no idea.
He grinned. “Damn right, wow.”
“Ego much?”
He shrugged and turned back to the bedroom, giving her a great view of his ass.
Waiting for tomorrow would be a serious challenge, but she didn’t like to lose any more than he did, so she’d wait. Until then, she’d have as much fun teasing him as possible.
I write historical romance for Entangled Publishing, paranormal romance for Evernight Publishing, and contemporary, erotic romance, and science fiction for M&M Publishing.
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When I’m not writing you’ll find me in a college classroom teaching English, or working as a literary agent for an amazing agency…and of course, wrangling my family.
Realizing I missed a day somewhere along the way, today is really and truly the four day Countdown to Avelynn! So…. Ahem. Let’s try that again.
OMG only 4 days till Avelynn’s release! 😀 5 Sleeps! And today we are celebrating another amazing guest author! Please give a round of applause to Nola Sarina! *cue ruckus clapping*
Here’s a little about Nola’s books:
Nola Sarina’s VESPER series tells three twisted tales of heat, terror, and passion in the darkness.
A woman’s memory returns when she falls in love with the monster who stole it from her in GILDED DESTINY.
Tormented by the branding scars on her back and broken memories of her fallen creator, Three must learn to trust the two men she loves in JADED TOUCH.
And coming soon: PHANTOM NIGHTS, the third instalment in the VESPER series.
To find out more about her scintillating books, visit her Amazon Author Page
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Don’t forget to pop into Avelynn’s Facebook Launch Party where you can eMeet Nola as she takes over!
Can’t wait for the 8th!
In gratitude,
Marissa xo