#MidWeekTease from Twice the Temptation by @AuthorAriel

Today I’m taking part in the hump-day themed hop called the Midweek Tease.

Blurb:

One woman, two men.

Clarissa Stevens travels to beautiful Sanibel Island for her brother’s wedding, but the Florida destination is anything but a tropical getaway. Her life is in shambles, from her career, where she’s been recently downsized, to her non-existent dating life.

She’s prepared for the long weekend leading up to her brother’s wedding to be just another reminder of how truly craptastic her life has become. When her brother’s gorgeous best friends, the dominantly sexy Gavin and shy and brooding Trey, both show an interest in her, Clarissa thinks they might be the perfect distraction from all the problems that await her back home in New York.

Soon Clarissa learns that one man is fun, but two men? That’s twice the temptation.

Excerpt:

I tossed the items around until I found something I wanted to wear. The amethyst sundress I decided on was flowy, comfortable and it was cute enough to look like I actually gave a damn about my appearance. In truth, I wanted to roll into the resort’s tiki bar in yoga pants, a t-shirt and messy bun.

Despite the fact that I’d be spending the next four days in upscale accommodations for my brother’s wedding, I wasn’t in the mood to celebrate. My brother getting married underscored how truly shitty my life was at the moment. With the dress on and freshly applied makeup, I set out for the bar.

Although I felt somewhat cliched asking for it, I ordered a pina colada. I took a sip and savored the sweet freshness on my tongue.

“Well, I’ll be damned. Clarissa’s letting her hair down.”

At the sound of the deep melodic timbre I turned and locked gazes with Gavin. Several years had passed since I’d last seen him, but time hadn’t lessened his good looks.

“Gavin. Keeping tabs on me? Already? I see you’re still my big brother’s spy, I mean, best friend.”

“Still a little spitfire. I’ll have a scotch on the rocks with a twist.”

“Really? Take a look where we are,” I spread my hands wide and gestured toward the beach. “Sure you don’t want to reconsider your drink order? Maybe make it something a little more tropical?”

“Why fuck with something that’s tried and true?”

“Nice language.” I shot the bartender a sheepish look. He didn’t seem fazed by Gavin. He probably heard and saw a lot worse.

“You’re looking…” he paused and let his gaze do a slow tour of my body. “All grown up.”

I ignored the way my body flushed at his sensual gaze. It was probably due to the tropical weather and the alcohol, not Gavin’s aura of walking sex and darkly handsome looks.

“I’m twenty-five. I’m a grown woman, not a little girl anymore.”

“Believe me, that is completely obvious,” he said as he looked pointedly at my breasts.

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#SexySnippets – 7 Sentences from Twice the Temptation, a MFM Menage Romance

It’s Sunday and that means it’s #SexySnippets time. Today I’m sharing seven sentences from my forthcoming release Twice the Temptation, a MFM menage that releases this Tuesday 2/13/18!

Blurb:

One woman, two men.

Clarissa Stevens travels to beautiful Sanibel Island for her brother’s wedding, but the Florida destination is anything but a tropical getaway. Her life is in shambles, from her career, where she’s been recently downsized, to her non-existent dating life.

She’s prepared for the long weekend leading up to her brother’s wedding to be just another reminder of how truly craptastic her life has become. When her brother’s gorgeous best friends, the dominantly sexy Gavin and shy and brooding Trey, both show an interest in her, Clarissa thinks they might be the perfect distraction from all the problems that await her back home in New York.

Soon Clarissa learns that one man is fun, but two men? That’s twice the temptation.

7 Sentences:

“I’ve had a crush on both of you, for years.” I set my mug down and clearing my throat. Fuck the shy, innocent routine. I tossed my head back and met Gavin’s dark stare. Desire, hot and intense, burned in his gaze.

“Are you sure, you’re in for this, Liss?” Trey’s soft, thoughtful voice cut through my thoughts, though he didn’t dim my desire. If anything, his caring tone made me want him—want this—even more.

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Saturday Spankings – MFM Menage Twice the Temptation by @AuthorAriel

Today I’m taking part in the naughty weekly blog hop Saturday Spankings.

I’m featuring an excerpt from my forthcoming release Twice the Temptation, a MFM menage romance, out on Tuesday 2/13/18.

Read on for the blurb, excerpt and to of course continue hopping along to the other blogs taking part.

Blurb:

One woman, two men.

Clarissa Stevens travels to beautiful Sanibel Island for her brother’s wedding, but the Florida destination is anything but a tropical getaway. Her life is in shambles, from her career, where she’s been recently downsized, to her non-existent dating life.

She’s prepared for the long weekend leading up to her brother’s wedding to be just another reminder of how truly craptastic her life has become. When her brother’s gorgeous best friends, the dominantly sexy Gavin and shy and brooding Trey, both show an interest in her, Clarissa thinks they might be the perfect distraction from all the problems that await her back home in New York.

Soon Clarissa learns that one man is fun, but two men? That’s twice the temptation.

“Why are you so…angry? Agitated?”

“Maybe you just annoy the hell out of me,” I said sulkily as I swirled the ice in my glass.

“I have another theory.”

“Oh and what would that be?” I asked, not really caring to hear the answer. I was pretty sure I knew what he was going to say. James and his friends had always called me a brat. And I had been as a kid. I was the apple of my father’s eye, I’d had him wrapped around my little finger as far back as I could remember. He’d given me everything I’d ever wanted and I used that to my advantage especially when James had friends over and they wanted to hang out. I’d always had a crush on Gavin and I wanted to be near him, so I’d insisted that my daddy let James and his friends allow me to tag along with them to most places they went.

“Yes, I know exactly what’s wrong with you,” he said again, without elaborating.

“Yeah, I know. I’m a brat.”

“No, that wasn’t what I was going to say at all. Although the idea of taking you over my knee and paddling your ass sounds appealing as all get out.”

My nipples hardened and I let out a soft gasp.

“Gavin did you really just say that to me?”

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#MidweekTease – Secret Santa from Ariel Storm

I’m taking part in the Midweek Tease blog hop again this week. Today I’m sharing a bit about my new release Secret Santa.

Read on for a tease and then be sure to visit the other blogs in this weekly hop!

All she wants for Christmas is a new flogger….

Emily Cabrera and her sexy boss Alex West have kept their relationship under wraps for months. The risk of the rest of their office finding out about them keeps things nice and naughty. On the night of their office holiday gift exchange, Emily slips away to Alex’s office so they can participate in a private gift exchange of their own. In this holiday themed sequel to Her Dominant Boss, an erotic present takes their relationship to a new level of naughty.

I reached Alex’s door and knocked softly once, before entering. Seeing him behind his desk immediately made my breath hitch. The overhead lighting shone on his sandy-colored locks, my fingers itched to touch his meticulously groomed hair.

He wore a navy suit, crisp white shirt and red tie, his nod toward the holiday season and the festivities taking place in the office today. He’d yet to take his eyes off his computer screen, he worked tirelessly. Yet he maintained a perfectly organized appearance. I knew he’d been at it for nearly twelve hours, but he didn’t have a hair out of place or even a wrinkle in his suit. Always so controlled. How I longed to mess him up a bit.

“I have a little present for you,” I said as I locked the door behind me.

Wiggling the package in front of me, I took a few steps forward until I reached his desk. I propped a hip on one side and he closed out of the screen he’d been working on, finally turning his attention on me.

“Mmm, look at you.” His eyes followed his words, and his gaze flicked over my body. I warmed from his glance. “You look good enough to eat.” He gave me a wolfish grin and my pussy fluttered at his words.

Yes, please.

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Midweek Tease from Marital Bonds by Ariel Storm

Today I’m taking part in the Midweek Tease! Here’s a snippet from my new release Marital Bonds.

After three years of struggling, I’m tired. I miss my husband. I miss our intimacy.

Three years ago tragedy struck and destroyed our sex life. It nearly ruined our marriage.

Thanks to help from a sensuality coach, I’ve got three assignments to act out with my husband, each designed to help us find our way back to each other and reignite the flame on our once searing sex life.

Excerpt

Eric cupped my head between his hands and brought our mouths together. The old spark was there, just as it had been every time we kissed, touched and the handfuls of times I’d been able to actually make love to my husband in the past three years.

It was there but it was only a glimmer. Nowhere near the kind of inferno it used to be. Maybe it could become that again. Eric edged his hands down my neck, down to my shoulders and he slowly let them slide further south. He stopped them just shy of my ass.

“Andi?” He asked, using my nick-name. His eyes were full of unspoken questions that I knew I couldn’t answer, despite how badly I wanted to.

I used my body to say the things I couldn’t. Leaning toward him, I unbuttoned his olive green button-down shirt. His warm skin beneath my palms made my pulse quicken. He groaned. He hadn’t had this much skin to skin contact with me in a while.

And it had been years since I had initiated any sort of contact like this. I pulled the ends of his shirt out of his pants and unbuckled his belt. He encircled my wrists and brought my gaze up to his.

“I want this so much, but don’t push yourself for me. Remember what happened the last time.”

My face fell at the mention of the last time I’d tried to have sex with my husband.

“I’m not trying to ruin things, I swear.” He brushed the hair off my face and dropped a kiss on my forehead. “There is nothing that I want more than to tear your panties off, bunch that skirt around your waist and take you right here against this wall.”

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#MidWeekTease~ Love TKO ~ by AuthorAriel

I’m taking part in the Mid Week Tease again today. This time I’m sharing a snippet from my newest release Love TKO. You know, between the Mid Week Tease button and my book cover, there’s a LOT of abs happening on this page (you’re welcome).

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love-tko-kobo-coverWhen Frankie ends up in a penthouse condo on Miami Beach, she hopes the lavish surroundings will make up for the fact that she’s pulling maid of honor duty for her best friend’s wedding. As an undefeated boxer, she’s no stranger to challenge, yet none of her previous challenges have tested her strength—or her patience—quite like the cocky best man, Gabe.

Even though the two of them butt heads instantly, when a wedding snafu strikes they put aside their differences and pretend to “play nice” for the sake of the bride. Soon, Frankie becomes swept up in their lie and starts to see Gabe in a different light. After spending one afternoon together, it becomes clear their initial dislike of each other has transformed into intense sexual tension.

When the two give into their attraction, the lines between what’s real and what’s an act become irreparably blurred. Frankie can’t help but wonder if she and Gabe have simply allowed themselves to become consumed by the romantic wedding atmosphere. Can Frankie let go of her resistance to him or will falling fast and hard for the best man prove to be her toughest fight yet?

 

He grabbed her, wrapping his arms around her waist, and pulled her against him. The thin linen material of her shorts couldn’t conceal his erection or how hard he was as he pressed it against her ass.

“Don’t ruin this. Just let it happen.”

He swept her hair off her neck and nipped at her bare shoulder. Her knees buckled, thanks to that pleasure mixed with a bit of pain. She bent forward and gripped the ledge of the granite countertop of the kitchen island to keep her balance. Gabe leaned down and fisted her hair, pulling her face sideways, toward his mouth. When his mouth reached hers, he guided it open. Stroking her tongue with his, he teased her lightly and caressed with his tongue. As much as she didn’t want to admit it to herself, Frankie was turned on by the way he took control. Most men were content to let her sit back and be the aggressor.

Not so with Gabe. He was dominant, aggressive. Powerful and sexual. Her arousal surprised her, potent and overwhelming. One hand still in her hair, his other slid beneath her shirt to cup her bare breast.

“I’ve wanted to do this all night. It’s been driving me crazy to see you without a bra.”

A moan escaped her lips as he kneaded and shaped the flesh of her breast.

“Gabe, not like this. Not like this. Let’s go to the bedroom.”

“No,” he breathed against her neck. “You’ve ran away from me too many times. If I let you go now, you won’t go through with this. And I know you want this as much as I do. Tell me you don’t want me to fuck you senseless tonight and I’ll walk away.”

He plucked her nipple harder and she moaned. “Yes, please. I want that too.”

Although he wasn’t playing fair—with his hands on her whispering dirty words in her ear—she didn’t regret telling him what she wanted. She knew he was right and hearing him say it caused her resolve to float away like a plastic bag in a windstorm.

Want more of Frankie and Gabe’s steamy story? Get Love TKO at All Romance eBooks, Amazon, Amazon CA, Amazon UK, Barnes and Noble, and Kobo.

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#WIPItUpWednesday ~ Love TKO ~ by @AuthorAriel

I’m taking part in WIP It Up Wednesday blog hop again this week. This hop focuses on works-in-progress (WIPs) and new releases.

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Today I’m sharing more from the scene where the hero and heroine meet in Love TKO, my latest release. This is a continuation from last week’s share, so to read last week’s snippet, click here.

love-tko-kobo-coverWhen Frankie ends up in a penthouse condo on Miami Beach, she hopes the lavish surroundings will make up for the fact that she’s pulling maid of honor duty for her best friend’s wedding. As an undefeated boxer, she’s no stranger to challenge, yet none of her previous challenges have tested her strength—or her patience—quite like the cocky best man, Gabe.

Even though the two of them butt heads instantly, when a wedding snafu strikes they put aside their differences and pretend to “play nice” for the sake of the bride. Soon, Frankie becomes swept up in their lie and starts to see Gabe in a different light. After spending one afternoon together, it becomes clear their initial dislike of each other has transformed into intense sexual tension.

When the two give into their attraction, the lines between what’s real and what’s an act become irreparably blurred. Frankie can’t help but wonder if she and Gabe have simply allowed themselves to become consumed by the romantic wedding atmosphere. Can Frankie let go of her resistance to him or will falling fast and hard for the best man prove to be her toughest fight yet?

 

He released his hold on her wrists and took a few steps away, putting distance between them. “What made you so hostile anyway?”

“Well, let’s see…where to start. I woke up in a strange place, in a completely different time zone and in a completely different area than I was in yesterday. I thought I was supposed to be alone in this place until later tonight. Hearing the door open and close made me think of the worst. I was half-asleep anyway, and then I come in here and get blinded by the damn sunlight. Sorry, when I find someone who I think is breaking in, I attack first and ask questions later—”

She stopped talking when she noticed he’d dropped his gaze to her chest and it didn’t take a rocket scientist to understand why. She was in the clothes she’d slept in last night, a pair of men’s boxers and a wife-beater. Thanks to his sweaty chest rubbing against hers, the front of the thin white tank was moist. As if on cue, her nipples formed two hard points against the fabric. She quickly crossed her arms over her chest.

I am not aroused because of this man.

Her nipples just got hard because the air conditioning must’ve kicked on. Who was she trying fool with that lame excuse? She ran back to her bedroom and scooped up the shirt she’d worn the day before off the floor. It might not be that clean, but at least it allowed her a bit of modesty under Gabe’s seductive stare.

“You’re an act first and think later kind of gal. A real wildcat, huh? I’m sure I’ll have the bruises around my throat to attest to that, thanks to your killer choke hold.”

“Forgive me if in my jetlagged fog I failed to put two and two together right away. Rachel told me you wouldn’t be here until tonight. If we have to room together for the next few days, I suggest we try to act civil toward one another. Can we just start over?” She thrust her hand out in front of her. “I’m Frankie.”

“Gabe Boyd.”

A tingle traveled down her spine when he wrapped his hand around hers and gave it a firm shake.

“It’s an honor to meet you, Gabe.”

“So, you do know who I am?”

“Um, yeah…the best man. Or is there an even bigger mix up here?”

“No, I’m the best man. I was just…making sure.”

What the hell was going on? Was there something else she was supposed to know about Gabe that Rachel had neglected to tell her? Was he related to Matt? One thing was for sure, he didn’t look like her best friend’s fiancé. Matt was of average height and thin with black hair. Gabe was well over six feet, with lighter hair and his build could in no way be described as thin. His well-muscled body was huge.

“You know, when Rachel told me I’d be rooming with someone named Frankie, I assumed her maid of honor was a dude. Clearly, you are not a guy.”

Again his gaze toured her physique in an erotic manner. Gabe was no doubt a womanizer. She’d met his type, at least a thousand times before. Cocky and handsome with the kind of swagger that advertised that he was used to getting what he wanted. She’d come into contact with enough men like him in gyms and across the boxing circuit over the past ten years to last her three lifetimes.

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