Snippet Saturday - Why Can't We Be Friends?

I knew as soon as I saw this caption, it had to be SEX ED. Poor Ed is trying to stay friends with Kendall. He's promised Kendall's brother that he'll look after her. But sex with the little sister of his best friend? Not happening! Or is it?

SEX ED

by Myla Jackson

 

Blurb

She wanted lessons in how to make a cowboy hot...
He was the cowboy to teach her

 

Kendall has loved sexy cowboy Ed Johnson since the first time she saw him taming wild horses. Now Kendall is twenty-one, legal and ready to be more than friends. In her bid to win his affections she asks Ed to give her a few Sex Education lessons about what makes a cowboy hot.

Ed promised Kendall's brother he'd keep an eye on his little sister while he's away defending their country. But Ed's pretty darn certain Sex Education lessons aren't what big brother had in mind. Caught between his pledge and a recently matured little sex kitten, Ed struggles to keep his word, while giving Kendall what she wants, Sex Ed.

Excerpt

As he shifted into park, Ed glanced up at the window to Kendall’s apartment. The blinds were open and Kendall stood with her side to the window, wearing nothing but a thin, lace bra and thong panties. She turned her back to the window and unclipped the bra, letting it fall down over her arms to the floor.

She might as well be naked—the thin strap of the thong cutting a line between her butt cheeks hid nothing.

Ed moaned, his cock twitched, and blood rushed in to make it swell behind his zipper. He forced anger to follow the powerful rush of lust. Did the girl have so little sense as to leave her window wide open so that any peeping Tom could look in?

With the storm of lust and righteous anger driving him forward, Ed leaped out of the car, passed the door to his apartment on the first floor and took the steps two at a time to the upper apartment where Kendall lived. He hammered on the door until Kendall flung it open.

"Oh, Ed." She cupped her hands over her naked breasts, like that did anything to hide their beautiful, lush fullness from Ed’s vision. "Where’s the fire?"

Ed pushed past her and marched to the window on the other side of the apartment, yanking the string on the shade so hard, the shade popped out of its slot and clattered to the floor.

Kendall giggled behind him, her eyes going wide when Ed glared.

He gathered the shade from the floor, fit the ends into the slot and lowered it with more precision and care this time. When he was done, he faced Kendall, and breathed a sigh to find her clutching a shirt to her chest. "Don’t undress in front of the window. I thought your mother taught you better than that."

"There’s not anyone on this street who’d care but Old Man Frantzen." She tossed her hair. "I’m sure he’s so blind he couldn’t see that far anyway."

Ed jerked his thumb toward the window. "You never know what perverts are lurking out there looking for an eyeful. And honey, you were giving an eyeful and then some."

Her eyelids closed to half-mast and she sidled close. "Perverts? Hum…sounds interesting." Slim fingers climbed up his chest and the shirt she held slipped lower, letting one perky nipple peek through.

Ed reached out and lifted the shirt to cover her flesh, realizing his mistake as soon as the backs of his fingers brushed over her naked skin. Stifling a groan, he jumped back. "Just close the blinds before you strip, will ya?"

"Yes, sir!" Kendall popped a salute.

That pesky shirt slipped down again to expose the other pretty breast.

A moan escaped Ed's throat and he dove for the door.

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Books visiting the Ugly Stick Saloon:
Sex Ed
Boots and Chaps
Boots and Leather
Dirty Tricks: One Up On You
Dirty Tricks: Two Can Play That Game
Dirty Tricks: Three's a Charm
Dirty Tricks: Four Play
Dirty Tricks: Five-Second Seduction
Dirty Tricks: Six Degrees of Desperation

Other authors participating in Snippet Saturday:

Megan Hart:Read in bed! 
Rhian Cahill 
Eliza Gayle
Jody Wallace
Mandy M Roth
Lissa Matthews
Mari Carr
McKenna Jeffries
Myla Jackson
Taige Crenshaw
HelenKay Dimon
Shiloh Walker
Lauren Dane

 

Snippet Saturday - Shame, Shame!

Don't you love a little sneak peak? In this excerpt you get more than a sneak peak at BOOTS AND LEATHER, you get a sneak peak and a little voyeurism with Libby's sneak peak at Audrey and Jackson's antics in the storeroom and backstage at the Ugly Stick Saloon.

BOOTS AND LEATHER

by Myla Jackson

Blurb

This biker chick longs for the open road…until two Kiowa cowboys shift her gears. 


Libby Jones had been on the road for over a year, running from her past, when she landed in Temptation, Texas, working at the Ugly Stick Saloon. Eight months later, she knows she has to leave or risk her past catching up with her. Then why did she take the Gray Wolf twins up on an offer to go riding on their ranch? Getting involved wasn't in the cards for this free-rider.

They're just the Kiowa Cowboys to rope her in...

Mark and Luke Gray Wolf had been trying to capture Libby Jones's attention since she'd started work at the Ugly Stick, only she's blown them off at every attempt to ask her out, until now. Determined to show her a good time on the ranch, they take her to their special project site on the ranch and show her what she's been missing for eight months. They're plan: to expose her to the temptations only twins can provide to persuade her to stay for the long haul.

Convinced she's falling for the two, Libby longs for a life she can't have, knowing she must leave before her whereabouts are discovered. But all hell breaks loose when her past walks through the doors of the saloon. They Gray Wolf twins have a fight on their hands to keep Libby from running again.

Warning: Welcome back to the Ugly Stick Saloon. Pull up a chair and set a spell, you're gonna wanna hear this tale about two hot Kiowa twins and a leather-clad biker chick. Multiple partners, a little BDSM, and one skinny-dippin' scene so hot it’ll make the pages sizzle!

Excerpt

 With ten minutes to cool her heels, Libby slowed and paused at the entrance to backstage. A flash of naked skin snagged her attention and she tipped her head to the side to get a better view of what was going on.
Libby’s heart fluttered at the sight of Audrey perched on a stack of boxes, completely naked except for her bright red cowboy boots. Her legs wrapped around Jackson’s equally naked body as his hips rocked, grinding against hers.

One of Audrey’s arms circled Jackson’s shoulders as she rode him, leaning close to kiss the side of his neck. In her other hand, she held a long leather whip. She glanced across the room, her gaze connecting with Libby’s. Audrey winked and flicked the whip, a loud crack splitting the air.

“Careful with that. You almost got me,” Jackson warned.

“Had I been aiming for you, I wouldn’t have missed. Now, ride me, cowboy,” Audrey demanded.

Libby’s breath hitched and she stepped back, just enough so she couldn’t see. Heat rose from her chest into her cheeks. She’d never spied on another couple having sex. But Jackson and Audrey had looked so very hot and sexy, and the kink factor of the whip made Libby’s blood burn.

Audrey’s moan drew Libby back to the entrance like a sailor to a siren. She couldn’t help watching as the couple engaged in hot and kinky sex.

Jackson shifted, turning himself and Audrey, giving Libby a side view of the action. His long shaft pumped in and out of Audrey’s cunt. The soft slurping sound of a well-lubricated channel interspersed with Audrey’s moans and Jackson’s grunts as he thrust into her.

Libby’s belly tightened. She pressed her hands to still the butterflies, her thighs quivering in anticipation of Jackson’s next thrust.

Audrey leaned up to whisper something into Jackson’s ear.

He smiled down at her and then turned to Libby, his eyelids drooping down over his brown-black eyes. “Wanna join us?”

Libby jumped back, unable to pull her gaze from the couple. “I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to watch.”

“It’s okay. We don’t mind.” Audrey’s ankles crossed behind Jackson’s back and she pulled him into her
.
“Do we?”

Jackson shook his head. “If my lady likes a little more kink, I’m all for it.” He waved a hand, beckoning Libby into the room. “She has completely corrupted me.”

“No. I shouldn’t.” Despite her denial, Libby couldn’t move back another step—her feet were glued to the floor. The intimate connection between Audrey and Jackson set Libby’s pussy on fire. “The twins are coming to pick me up.”

Audrey smiled. “You can watch until they come.” She let her legs slide down Jackson’s thighs to the floor.

Jackson pulled his cock free of Audrey’s cunt and it jutted straight out, hard and thick. Bigger than anything Libby had ever witnessed.

She swallowed hard, her tongue slipping across suddenly dry lips.

Audrey trailed a finger all the way down Jackson’s chest to the hard, stiff shaft. “Just so you know, the twins are built just like Jackson.”

The Kiowa frowned and thrust his hips forward. “I’m bigger.”

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 Books visiting the Ugly Stick Saloon:
Sex Ed
Boots and Chaps
Boots and Leather
Dirty Tricks: One Up On You
Dirty Tricks: Two Can Play That Game
Dirty Tricks: Three's a Charm
Dirty Tricks: Four Play
Dirty Tricks: Five-Second Seduction
Dirty Tricks: Six Degrees of Desperation

 

Other Authors participating in Snippet Saturday:

Delilah Devlin
Rhian Cahill 
Eliza Gayle
Jody Wallace
Mandy M Roth
Lissa Matthews
Mari Carr
McKenna Jeffries
Myla Jackson
Taige Crenshaw
HelenKay Dimon
Shiloh Walker
TJ Michaels
Lauren Dane

Megan Hart:Read in bed! 
 

 

Snippet Saturday - Raining Men!

Couldn't think of a better place to start raining men than in BOOTS AND CHAPS!

BOOTS AND CHAPS

by Myla Jackson

 

Welcome back to the Ugly Stick Saloon!

Blurb: 

She gave up stripping to go legit…until three Kiowa cowboys bring on the down-and-dirty.

Jackson Gray Wolf is turning thirty, and what does he have to show for it? A ranch. No wife, no kids, no dates. He’s had his eye on the pretty owner of the Ugly Stick Saloon, but their one accidental encounter was interrupted before he could get her out of her take-me-now red cowboy boots.

Audrey Anderson isn’t in the market for a man. Been there, done that, has the scars to prove it. She retired her pole-dancing boots after purchasing the Ugly Stick Saloon, and now manages a stable of strippers. When she winds up one stripper short for a private party, she’s forced to slip on a mask and into the role of the mysterious Kiki.

Jackson didn’t want the birthday bash his twin brothers are throwing him, but his vow to ignore the rented stripper goes awry when she shows him exactly how far she’s willing to go—for all three of them.

Audrey can’t forget the sizzling heat between her and one sexy Kiowa in particular. Jackson. Trouble is, she’s not sure if he wants the bold, brassy Kiki, or if he’s ready for the wounded woman underneath.

Excerpt:

The dancer’s hips rotated left, then right, her arms rising above her head, wrists still bound. As she neared Jackson, her movements became more pronounced, her studded boots scooting across the floor, much like a pair Jackson had seen recently.

A niggle of recognition tugged at Jackson’s lust-fogged consciousness.

When Kiki stopped in front of him, her arms dropped, her pale eyes peering through the mask. “What exactly do you want?”

For a long moment, Jackson stared into those eyes, that twinge of something nagging at the back of his mind. “Do I know you?”

Her eyelids drooped low at the same time as her lips curved upward. “If not, you will soon. I am yours to command. Please…command me.” Her knees bent, and she kneeled on the floor at his feet.

Jackson stared across at his brothers, not quite sure how to play the game they’d begun. Not even certain he could with a stranger.

Luke nodded at him. “Go ahead. Tell her what you want.”

“Are you sure this is what you want?” Jackson asked her.

She looked up at him, her eyes glowing from the holes in the mask. “Oh, yes.”

“In front of my brothers?”

“It excites me.” She touched the tip of his exposed cock. “It makes me feel hot.” Her hands curled around his dick, and she tugged him closer, until her lips were practically touching his member. “It makes me feel…nasty.” The last word came out on a puff of air, warming his cock. She opened her mouth and sucked him into her moist heat.

Jackson’s head dropped back, and he moaned.

Slim fingers slid between his thighs, pulling him closer then pushing him away.

“Mind if I join?” Mark knelt behind Kiki, reaching around her to cup her breasts.

“I sure as hell do.” Jackson glared at his younger brother.

As usual, his brother ignored his ire and continued caressing the woman’s lace-covered breasts. “Hey, big brother, don’t you want to see what’s hiding behind the bra?” Mark pressed a kiss on Kiki’s shoulder.

Hell yes he did, but he wasn’t going to tell Mark that.

“You know you do, even if you won’t say it.” Mark nibbled at Kiki’s ear. “Wanna show him?”

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Books visiting the Ugly Stick Saloon:
Sex Ed
Boots and Chaps
Boots and Leather
Dirty Tricks: One Up On You
Dirty Tricks: Two Can Play That Game
Dirty Tricks: Three's a Charm
Dirty Tricks: Four Play
Dirty Tricks: Five-Second Seduction
Dirty Tricks: Six Degrees of Desperation

Other Authors Participating in Snippet Saturday:

Delilah Devlin
Rhian Cahill 
Eliza Gayle
Jody Wallace
Mandy M Roth
Lissa Matthews
Leah Braemel
Mari Carr
McKenna Jeffries
Myla Jackson
Taige Crenshaw
HelenKay Dimon
Shiloh Walker
Shelli Stevens
Zoë Archer 
TJ Michaels
Lauren Dane

Megan Hart:Read in bed! 
 

Snippet Saturday - Threesome Anyone?

Today's Snippet Saturday is Author's Choice and I chose to excerpt a threesome love scene. As usual, I had several to choose from. Finally I decided to use one from RIVER BOUND...

RIVER BOUND

by Myla Jackson

Blurb

For a hot and sexy historical western and menage, check it out!

What do a madame and a bounty hunter have in common? They want the same man. Bound and Tied, Book 3

When Rosalyn Smythe, aka Madame Rosie, steps aboard the Marie-Dearie, she hopes it’s the end of a year-long search for her runaway fiancé, Dalton Black. Her cabin holds a surprise: James McKendrick. Notorious bounty hunter, old lover…a man only too happy to help her clear the air—and her heart—of her murdering, thieving bastard fiancé once and for all.

In disguise as a riverboat gambler, Dalton is determined to find who framed him for killing two U.S. Army soldiers and who stole the gold they were carrying. He wants his life back—and his woman, who just happens to be on board and on the arm of his former best friend.

Convincing James he’s innocent is easier than winning back Rosalyn’s heart. Especially since Rosalyn seems to be enjoying their competition for her affections a little too much. There’s only one place to work out his dilemma. In bed.

As the sheets become unbearably hot, threads of evidence leading to the real killer are unraveling, leading toward one fateful card game—and one man who’s hell-bent on making sure Dalton has nothing left to lose.

Warning: This title contains hot ménage a trois scenes, bondage, and two men loving, sharing and fighting for the love of one woman with very specific bedroom desires and a a bordello full of experience to tempt any man beyond redemption.

Excerpt

She flipped the buttons open and pulled James’s cock out. “A woman can change her mind as quickly as she changes clothing.” Her brows rose. “You’re so hard and ready. I’m certain Dalton will be flaccid for a while. Care to service me?”

Dalton frowned. “I’m not in the sharing mood.”

“Oh, pooh.” Rosalyn waved his words aside. “We’ve done this before.”

“Over a year ago,” he groused.

“And you don’t remember how good it was?”

“I’m too spent to enjoy it now.”

“Then leave while James and I enjoy a little romp.”

James had his trousers and boots off before Dalton could voice a protest.

The bounty hunter turned Rosalyn to face Dalton and slid in behind her, his cock nudging its way between her legs.

“Damned rutting bull,” Dalton grumbled, refusing to leave the bed or give any more space to the other man. He reached for Rosalyn’s clit, running his fingers through the fine, curly hairs to find that special spot
that made her crazy with desire. Her hand closed over his, the delicate fingers guiding him to the nubbin of sensitive flesh.


Dalton smiled, glad to have her facing him as he stroked her clit. “You will be my woman in the end.”

“Don’t be so certain.” James’s hand smoothed over Rosalyn’s hip and back to the crease between her butt cheeks. “I can give her stability.”

“You’re a bounty hunter,” Dalton retorted. “You’ll be gone ten months out of the year.”

“You’re a gambler. Gamblers aren’t known for their ability to put down roots.”

Dalton didn’t mention the ranch in Texas. “Do you even know what the lady wants or needs?”

“Did either of you bother to ask me?” Rosalyn shook her head. “Both of you be quiet and make love to me.”

“I’m the better man for her.” Dalton flicked her clit to emphasize his words.

“Shh.” Rosalyn pressed a finger to his lips. “Shut up and show me.”

“I’ll show you.” James unfastened the remaining buttons of her shirt and pulled it over her shoulders, tossing it to the floor, leaving her in nothing but her boots.

“Thank you.” Dalton dragged her against him and eased his hard cock into her cunt. “I’m staking my claim.”

Rosalyn’s brow furrowed, her naked breasts rubbing against his chest.

The smooth orbs reminded Dalton of the other feminine delights he’d missed in their earlier lovemaking. He plumped her breasts, his mouth watering, anxious to taste of their delights.

“Let me remind you, I’m not a claim to be staked. I’m a woman to be courted and wooed.”

Dalton snorted. “You like it when I’m rough.”

She smiled at him, her lashes lowering over her beautiful blue eyes. “A year is a long time in which a woman can change her mind and desires.”

A warm, rough hand caressed her arm, and James leaned against her back. “You’re an amazing woman, Roz.” His hand slipped between her and Dalton, cupping a breast. “Your skin is as soft as a newborn kitten, and you smell like flowers.”

Dalton chuckled. “Is that the best you can do?” He slid out of Rosalyn until just the tip of his dick remained poised at her entrance.

She gasped, her eyes squeezing shut as her body strained downward to take him back inside.

“Want it?” He dipped in and back out. “Tell me,” he demanded.

Her pretty lips thinned, her jaw clenched. “I want…” her breath caught, “…to hear more of what James has to say,” she finished in a rush.

That wasn’t what Dalton had in mind. He wanted her to beg him like she’d done earlier.

Instead, James scooted even closer, his cock nudging her from behind.

She arched her back, presenting her ass toward him.

James grinned over her head at Dalton and, with his own dick, shoved Dalton aside, sliding his cock into Rosalyn.

A growl rose in Dalton’s chest, his eyes narrowing at his former friend.

Rosalyn laid a hand on his chest, her gaze direct and sure. “Be nice to James or leave my bed.”

Dalton glared at James. “You’ve not won her yet.” His fingers danced over Rosalyn, laying siege to her breasts. He scooted down, taking one into his mouth, sucking hard, pulling until the woman drew in a sharp breath.

James moved from behind her, his cock riding in and out, his hands holding her hips. “Like that, Roz?” He nuzzled her neck, tapping the back of her ear with his tongue.

“Umm.” She reached up to cup his chin.

Not to be outdone, Dalton switched his attention to the other breast, his tongue flicking, teasing the tip to a hard little bud. His hand slipped down over her belly and into the curls guarding her womanhood. His fingers parted her folds and stroked her clit. He pressed lower for some of the moisture she and James were creating, his fingers connecting with James’s cock.

“Hey.” James stilled, his dick halfway out of Rosalyn’s cunt.

Dalton smiled. “Concerned about a man touching you?”

James frowned across Rosalyn. “No, of course not. You just caught me off guard.”

“Let him touch you, James.” Rosalyn lifted her leg and guided Dalton’s hand to circle James’s cock where it remained half sheathed inside her. Her eyes closed and she purred.

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Other Authors with Excerpts:

Megan Hart:Read in bed! 
Rhian Cahill 
Eliza Gayle
Mandy M Roth
Mari Carr
McKenna Jeffries
Myla Jackson
Taige Crenshaw
Delilah Devlin
HelenKay Dimon
Shiloh Walker
Shelli Stevens
Jody Wallace
Lissa Matthews
Zoë Archer 

Snippet Saturday - Love Scene

When you write Erotic romance there's always a love scene...or two...or three... Taps finger to her chin... Which one to choose from is always difficult. Ah yes, here's one from FIVE-SECOND SEDUCTION the fifth in the DIRTY TRICKS series visiting the UGLY STICK SALOON. You want hot? Get out your ice drinks and fans!

FIVE-SECOND SEDUCTION

by Myla Jackson

 

Blurb

Welcome back to the Ugly Stick Saloon with this short story about Charli's fifth foray into sexual fantasies with the cowboys of Temptation, Texas.

Horny is putting it mildly...
Charli sets her sights on seducing the gorgeous war veteran and local cowboy, Connor Mason, to see what sexual delights he's been holding out on.
Will he measure up?
Waiting by the phone has never been something Charli does well. If she can't figure out who her mystery cowboy is, the least she can do is discover whether or not Connor Mason could be the cowboy for her. If he has what it takes, she might just be willing to tell Original Sin to take a hike the next time he calls.
Warning: Sexy, sweet cowboy, cornered by one hot and horny woman, seeking sexual satisfaction...

Excerpt

Connor spun her into his arms, lifted up her legs, wrapping them around his waist and pressed her up against the wall. "All through dinner, were you wearing any underwear?" he asked, his blue-eyed gaze boring into hers.

She shook her head, her glance dropping to his lips only inches from hers. Her tongue darted out dampening suddenly dry lips, her pussy resting on the ridge pressing against his denim fly, the coarse fabric setting off electrical shocks that couldn't be ignored. "Does that bother you?"

He groaned, his mouth crushing hers in a soul-stealing kiss, his fingers digging into her naked ass. "It bothers me a lot," he said, into her mouth as his tongue lashed out, twisting around hers.

When Connor came up for air, Charli rested her arms on his shoulders, ready to launch the final step in Jackson's hunting scenario—the kill. "So what are you doing about the situation?"

"This." He lifted her, carried her into her bedroom and laid her out on her bed, spreading her legs wide. "We'll start here." Dropping to his knees, he draped her knees over his shoulders and pulled her bottom to the edge, his tongue diving into her pussy, swirling around and around in her juices. His fingers parted her folds, laying open the little nubbin of swollen nerve-endings, pulsing with every heartbeat. Licking his way up to her clit, he sucked it into his mouth, tugging at the skin, nipping gently before flicking it again and again.

Charli's fingers dug into the comforter, her back arching off the mattress, as the tingling sensations spread from the tips of her fingers and toes, working their way inward to implode in a cataclysmic burst of sensations. Within seconds, she rocketed to the moon in the most earth-shattering orgasm she'd ever experienced."Oh, dear God, I'm dying," she cried as her body stiffened and she rode the intense wave, cresting and sliding into shore on a sigh. After what felt like hours, but had only been moments, she sank back to earth, her body quivering, her insides a mass of fractured nerves.

A chuckle warmed her skin. Connor slid her up on the bed and lay down between her legs, still fully clothed.

Stretching, she reached for the buttons on his jeans, flipping open the top one with a desperation she'd only begun to realize. "I want you inside me."

He smoothed a hand across her cheek, tucking a strand of hair behind her ears. "Soon."

"Now." The tigress in her refused to be put off another moment. Too much time had been wasted waiting. She pushed him to his back and tore through the buttons on his shirt, none too gently, popping one free of the thread. The round disk pinged against the headboard and bounced off the nightstand.

Charli didn't care. She could sew it back on later. Once she had his shirt open, she laid her cheek against his chest, his warmth stirring her desire back to life, keeping it from fading into delicious afterglow. She grabbed the waistband of his jeans and tugged the remaining buttons free, wanting to see what he had to offer, knowing she wouldn't be disappointed, based on the size of the ridge.

His dick sprang free, popping to attention, hard, thick and long.

Charli's pussy pulsed, aching for him to fill her, to thrust deep inside.

But first, she wanted to give him what he'd given her.

She tugged the jeans down his legs, admiring trim hips and well-muscled thighs, covered in curly, manly hairs. Her hands skimmed across him, reveling in the hard planes and defined ridges of muscles and sinew.

Leaning up on his elbows, he shrugged the shirt down his arms, tossed it to the corner and reached for his jeans before she could throw them to the floor. "Wait." He pulled his wallet from his back pocket and slipped a foil packet from inside.

Charli laughed. "I'd completely forgotten." She plucked the packet from his fingers and laid it on the pillow beside his head. "Later." She gave him what she hoped was a sexy smile and went down on him, sliding her pussy over one of his thighs, leaving a slippery trail of come. Then she wrapped her hands around his length, enjoying the steely velvet of warm skin and desire. With a sigh, she dragged her cheek across his head, touching her tongue to his tip, tapping into the hole, already primed with lust.

Her mouth closed around the bulbous head, sliding down over him, taking his length as far as she could, until he bumped against the back of her throat. As she slid back to the top, she glanced up at his face, gauging his reaction.

A self-satisfied warmth spread through Charli's chest as Connor's fingers clutched at the comforter, the tightness of his jaw and the fire gleaming in his eyes, spurred her on. She settled into a rhythm, sinking down over him and back up, slowly at first, teasing, testing his reaction.

He reached for her hips, spinning her around, sliding one of her knees over his head to position her pussy over his mouth.

Then the fun began anew.

Books visiting the Ugly Stick Saloon:

Sex Ed
Boots and Chaps
Dirty Tricks: One Up On You
Dirty Tricks: Two Can Play That Game
Dirty Tricks: Three's a Charm
Dirty Tricks: Four Play

  Dirty Tricks: Five-Second Seduction
Dirty Tricks: Six Degrees of Desperation

Other authors on Snippet Saturday:

Megan Hart:Read in bed! 
Rhian Cahill 
Eliza Gayle
Mandy M Roth
Mari Carr
McKenna Jeffries
Myla Jackson
Taige Crenshaw
HelenKay Dimon
Shiloh Walker
TJ Michaels
Lauren Dane
Lissa Matthews
Zoe Archer 

Snippet Saturday - Villain

Love a good villain? Me too! Check out this female villain from TROUBLE WITH HARRY.
Meet Danorah Hakala-Sexy Bitch.

TROUBLE WITH HARRY

Myla Jackson

Blurb

In 1924 Harry, an adventurous archeologist, uncovers his greatest discovery—the tomb of the daughter of Shah Azhi “the devil king”, containing the magical stone of Azhi. Legend tells of the stone’s power to grant wishes. When Harry lays his hands on the prize, he’s sucked into a bottle and stays there for over eighty years.

 In the twenty-first century, lonely museum worker Edie Ragsdale has been tasked with cataloging the contents of a sarcophagus. Among the mummified remains of a long-dead princess, Edie finds a bottle. When she brushes away the dust of thousands of years, a naked Harry appears. Because she was the one to wake Harry from his long sleep, Edie is able to wish for anything her heart desires and Harry has to grant it. But when her wishes land her on the set of a porn film and the deck of a pirate ship with a hundred sex-starved pirates ready to teach her a few lessons on sex, Edie has to rely on handsome Harry to bail her out.

Come along for a sexy, rollicking romp and learn why you should be careful what you wish for!

Excerpt

Harry spared a glance at Mitch who straddled the other guy, pummeling his face like there was no tomorrow. At least he didn’t have to worry about Edie’s friend while he struggled for his own life.

“Let go—” Harry slammed the hand against the pavement, “of the damned—” On the fifth slam, the pistol sailed out of the man’s hand. “—gun!”

In the midst of Harry’s sigh of relief, he felt cool metal press against his forehead.

“Move and you die.” A steely feminine voice warned him.
Harry froze, his hands still gripping the now empty hand of the guy beneath him.

Slim fingers slipped inside his pocket and snatched the stone. When she had it in her hand, Danorah quickly backed away from Harry holding the 9mm revolver trained at his head. “Now that I’ve got what I came for, I don’t need any of you anymore.”

She lowered the weapon to point at Harry’s heart.

The low rumble of thunder echoed off the buildings of the alley.

Oh, no! Harry lunged forward grasping for the gun he’d shaken loose from the other man’s hand.
Just as Danorah pulled the trigger, the ground shook and she teetered on her shiny, black stiletto heels.

Bang!

The shot missed Harry, but hit Danorah’s hired thug. He grunted and clutched the hole in his chest as blood oozed out staining the white shirt beneath his black jacket.

Harry missed the gun and rolled to his back to face his attacker while reaching his hand out for the weapon.
When the earth steadied, the blonde aimed for Harry’s chest.

“I wouldn’t do that, if I were you.” Edie stood behind Danorah, holding something up against the woman’s temple.

Harry couldn’t see what Edie held in her hand, but it didn’t look like a gun. “Edie, be careful, she’s got a gun!”

“Drop it, bitch or I’ll shoot.” Edie’s voice held quiet determination.

The hammer clicked.

Edie jerked her hand in front of the blonde’s face and a shooshing, spraying sound erupted.

Danorah dropped her weapon but not the stone. With her empty hand, she clawed her eyes screaming at the top of her lungs. “What have you done to me? I can’t see! I can’t see!”

Edie kicked the weapon into the shadows and then turned toward the disoriented woman. “Then you won’t be needing this.” She grabbed for the black stone.

But Danorah wouldn’t release it. Tears streaming from eyes squeezed tightly shut she held on with all her might, shoving against Edie, beating her back with the stone in her hand.

“Edie, look out!” Mitch yelled.

Danorah raised the stone and smacked the side of Edie’s cheek.

Staggering backward, Edie fell to the ground, her head bouncing off the pavement. She lay as still as death.
Anger swelled in Harry’s chest. Was she all right? He couldn’t see her well enough to know whether or not she was breathing.

His anger boiled up into rage. Danorah’s greed could have caused Edie’s death for all Harry knew. Now, he was okay with being shot at, beat up and tormented, but when it came to Edie—enough was enough. Danorah would pay.

Harry threw himself at the blonde, knocking her to the ground. The stone flew out of her hand and through the air.

Mitch made a flying leap to catch it before it hit the ground.

“No, Mitch!” Harry yelled.

Too late.

Mitch made a clean catch and stood with the stone in his hands, a grin on his face. “Don’t worry, Harry. I caught it. The stone’s okay.”

The ground rumbled.

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