Release Weekend Party ~ Bianca Sommerland ~ Giveaway #7

Now we have Bianca Sommerland. Bianca is here today with a little advice and she has included a rated 18+ excerpt from her upcoming release BREAKAWAY. 

Welcome Bianca!

I’d like to start off right away with a HAPPY RELEASE WEEKEND, Kally! Thank you so much for inviting me to be part of your special day. And yes, I brought booze! ;)

My post today is brought to you by the color grey. It’s in this year, ya know! <g> I won’t go much into any specific book. But I will give you a few tips on:

What not to read if . . . 

This was going to be a spiel about what books you should avoid if Fifty Shades of Grey was a bit too much for you—or what books to snatch up if it wasn’t nearly enough—but then I got to thinking. It’s all about taste, right? So I figured I’d share my opinion of what books might not be a good fit for people with certain tastes. Kinda like telling someone who hates garlic to avoid the Tzatziki. 

So here are 5 books that might not suit you:

5. Let’s start off with something simple. If you don’t like cowboys, dirty talking, and raunchy, panty-drip inducing sex, you should probably avoid Lorelei James’ Rough Rider series. Those books won’t get you squirming, and the thrilling rodeo scenes will bore you to tears. Keep away!

4. Rock stars creep you out. Seriously, if you ever caught one eying you with that hot I-want-to-use-my-KISS-length-tongue-on-you-all-night-long look, you’d scream and reach for the pepper spray. The idea of a man writing songs for you ranks right up there with pap smears in allure. I would say The Sinners on Tour by Oliviav Cunning is not for you.

3. Sure, it’s fiction, but reading about a man kidnapping you, tying you up, and spending days stripping you down emotionally makes you dry up so much even if the bastard was really hot, he might as well be sticking his dick in a tube lined with sandpaper. Enjoy that, you sick freak! Non-con, as far as your concerned, has as much appeal as being in a threesome with Shrek and Donkey. Avoid anything by Kitty Thomas or you’ll be scarred for life. **note** And PLEASE do not read my Deadly Captive books!

2. Strong, dominant men, and private clubs, and toys and tools and erotic torture . . . if you’re already cringing, and don’t know who Cherise Sinclair is, keep it that way. I should issue a very strong warning with this one. Once she pulls you in, you won’t get away. Many have tried. And failed.

And the number one spot—since it’s her special day—goes to our very own Kallypso Masters’ books in the Rescue Me series. Military men with a special bond and a knack for all kinds of kink. Women who’ve lived through hell and maintain the strength to teach emotional wounded soldiers how to love again. None of that interests you? Well then . . .

Are you lost?

Hope you enjoyed the post and got enough info to steer clear of books that may traumatize you!

And for a little treat, here’s a book, coming out soon, that you should avoid if you don’t like hockey players and man-love. Seriously. Step away from the screen!

Exclusive Excerpt from BREAKAWAY 

(The Dartmouth Cobras #3) 

*Rated 18+

Sebastian used his fingertips to explore Luke's face, the golden stubble on his jaw uneven in a way that made him seem a wild thing. The soft, barely there curls on his chest showing how young he still was. He grazed his teeth over Luke's ribs. Power surged through him as Luke hissed in a breath and bucked his hips. He flipped Luke over and pressed down between his shoulder blades to stop him from twisting around.

"How is your back?" He braced one hand between Luke's shoulder blades and rose up enough to feel the tight muscles, spotted with dark bruises where Luke had been hit. "I expect you to tell me if the pain becomes unpleasant."

Luke groaned and buried his face in the pillows as Sebastian carefully massaged around the worst of the bruises. "Ugh, that feels good. Don't hurt much anymore. Can't be half as bad as your ribs. Did you get them checked?"

"Your concern is touching." Sebastian kissed the nape of Luke's neck, slowly breathing in the clean scent of soap, a hint of musk and sweat. He stroked down Luke's side, over his hip, then up again. Worked his fingers into muscles wrought with tension. Going slow while relaxing his hold. Giving Luke a chance to adjust to being touched by him. Waiting for him to become aware that he wasn't being forced to accept the attentions of another man. A dominant man. To understand that he had finally submitted.

A shudder went through the solid body beneath him and he could practically taste Luke's fear as a fine sheen of cold sweat covered his skin. He rose up as Luke panted and rolled him onto his back. "Stretch your arms over your head. I don't want them in my way."

Luke swallowed and nodded. He lifted his arms and squeezed his eyes shut.

"No. You will look at me." Sebastian waited until Luke opened his eyes. Stared into them as he moved down. "Don't pretend you are with someone else. Someone who it is not wrong to let do these things to you. I am the one touching you. Tasting you. I am the only one who will until you understand that you belong to me."

"Fuck." Luke trembled and made a rough sound in his throat. "Fuck, Sebastian, what are you doing to me? I still can't believe—"

"Believe it." Sebastian let his breath tease the swollen head of Luke's cock and smiled. "As for what I am doing? Whatever I please, semental. And you've no desire to stop me."

"No."

His fingers bit into Luke's thighs as he took his throbbing dick between his lips and arched his neck so the feverishly hot head hit the back of his throat.

"No!" Luke arched his back and groaned. "I should—"

"I will tell you what you should do." Sebastian held Luke down as he teased the pulsing veins along his length with his tongue. "Don't think about what is right or wrong. Feel what I am doing to you. You have no choice but to accept it."

"I already have." Luke tossed his head. His back bowed and he moaned as Sebastian sucked his length between his lips once again. "I had a choice though. And I made it."

"Good." Sebastian cupped Luke's balls, enjoying the weight of them in his hand, all too aware of what it meant for Luke to allow him to handle the most vulnerable parts of him. Not only physically, but mentally. Emotionally. He fisted his hand around the base of Luke's cock, increasing the pressure as he ran his tongue over the bead of precum at the tip. "I was willing to let you go, but not anymore."

"Don't ever make decisions like that for me again, Sebastian. God!" Luke let out a sound half between a roar and a scream, like an animal in exquisite pain. He came deep in Sebastian's throat, trembling with each hot spurt. And then he went still and turned his head, staring at the wall. "Don't fucking give up on me. I know I'll give you plenty of reasons to, but just . . . just don't, okay?"

Sebastian nodded slowly as he stretched out on the bed behind Luke, pulling him tight against his chest. He spoke softly, barely a whisper, his lips brushing against Luke's throat. "I won't give up on you. I will be here as long as you need me."

Luke nodded and settled into his arms, likely exhausted from the game as well as what had taken place between them. Sebastian knew very well most of what he'd said came from a pleasure induced haze, but he wouldn't worry about that now. He would hold on to tonight, and hope not too much changed in the morning. Or in the days to come.

Anything more was beyond his control.

Buy the books:

Game Misconduct (Dartmouth Book #1)

Defensive Zone (Dartmouth Book #2)

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