4 Cherries for MR. RIGHT-NOW from Whipped Cream!

I'm so excited! Fern from Whipped Cream Reviews gave MR. RIGHT- NOW, my hot erotic romance from Ellora's Cave, 4 Cherries! Sweet!


"Mr. Right-Now is a wickedly hot story with oodles of sexual heat. Author Paige Tyler has created two super-sexy characters that are both passionate and adventurous, and each of their encounters is more sizzling than the one before. The shift in Kate and Dawson’s feelings unfolds as it should, slowly and over time, and provides a dash of romance and tension. Dawson sees the potential for something more with Kate but fears asking for more, while Kate experiences the same concern. As they skirt around the issue, yet, fall harder for one another, you’ll hover on the edge of the pages to learn what happens next.

The writing is fantastic, and the pace never slows. You get heat, you get heart, and you get a wonderful story. This is definitely something erotica fans will enjoy, but also includes enough heart for those who expect a touch of romance.

Be sure to put Mr. Right-Now on your TBR list!"


Read the complete review here!
http://whippedcream2.blogspot.com/2010/03/mr-right-now-by-paige-tyler.html?zx=94480e0386e9b0f7

Watch the Trailer!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RRo-r_ZSoww

Buy it from Ellora's Cave!
http://www.jasminejade.com/p-8117-mr-right-now.aspx

Buy it on Amazon Kindle!
http://www.amazon.com/Mr-Right-Now-ebook/dp/B003C1HV6U/ref=sr_1_13?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1269809390&sr=1-13


*hugs*
Paige

"Stories so hot, they'll make your cheeks blush!"

http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/
http://paigetylertheauthor.blogspot.com/

Richard Chamberlain - My First Celebrity Crush

By A.J. Llewellyn

My first celebrity crush was Richard Chamberlain. I had no idea he was gay...but he sure woke up some feelings in me...and now he's loud and proud and after thirty years, he's suddenly SINGLE!
I'm spoken for...but still, my crush on him will last until the day I die...
When I was a boy growing up in Sydney, Australia, there was a movie theater around the corner from my house called The Wintergarden. It was a glorious, grand old building with velvet curtains, gilt-edged fixtures, a piano on the stage and a giant movie screen I lost myself in every Sunday afternoon.
When I was twelve, my girl cousins and I took ourselves off to see The Slipper and the Rose. It was maybe six or seven years after its initial release, but my cousins, who were my age, still believed in fairytales and we trotted off to the Wintergarden to catch the matinee.
We thought we were terribly sophisticated because we'd all recently discovered coffee. The theater served it in large china cups with a cube of ice cream floating on top. We went inside, and as the movie--a retelling of Cinderella--unfolded, I found myself falling in love.
Not with Gemma Craven, who played Cinderella, but with Richard Chamberlain who played Prince Charming.
My cousins went on and on about him and I let them, wondering what was wrong with me that I imagined him kissing me.
I went back the following Sunday watching my love on screen and realizing I had a serious problem. I liked guys.
I also liked a guy who was a movie star and yeah I'd never meet him, but I took to writing long, romantic love letters to him that languished in my bedroom drawer.
My father found them and flipped out.
In hindsight, he was right to worry about the imaginary romance I was having. But I emphasize the imaginary part. I think he hoped the 'gay thing' was a passing phase, but once he realized it wasn't, he suggested I pick a more suitable target.
I never got over my crush like I said, but I did get an opportunity to meet Mr. Chamberlain when he came to Australia to promote his mini-series, The Thorn Birds.
I was at the Sebel Town House hotel with my dad, who was picking up a visiting business partner for a meeting. I had the day off school and my dad was stuck with me.
In breezed the love of my life looking dashing and manly and I almost peed in my pants.
"Would you like to meet him?" my father asked.
I hid behind a potted plant, watching the man of my dreams check into the hotel. He was engaging and lovely and I was mortified. He was even more gorgeous in person and in my haste to escape his greatness, I ran from my hiding spot and the poor man almost fell over me.
He didn't step on me or hurt me, but he apologized. I ran outside, hiding behind a bus stop shelter.
My father came out and found me. He tried to tell me Richard Chamberlain seemed like a nice man, but he was just that, a human being.
No, I insisted. He was a God.
My dad was pretty cool about the whole thing. I think he was relieved my crush was an elegant, well-spoken movie star and not Sid Vicious. It took me some hours to recover my usual chattiness and in my mind, the whole encounter with my immortal beloved went quite differently.
We danced at the top of the stairs. The clock struck twelve and I escaped. He found my Adidas tennis shoe on the stairs and he found me at my home in Rose Bay.
Details after this are fuzzy since I had no real romantic experience and fairytales end on a kiss.
Last year I read Mr. Chamberlain's autobiography. I was glad he felt free enough to come out...but I was sad to know how much tragedy he had in his life.
For this writer, who was once a teenager enraptured with him, he was a wonderful role model, a champion of love passion and...the dream of hope.
He has fueled many of my alpha males - his Shogun character was the role model for my Japanese vampire-warrior in the short story Before Morning published in the Sanguinary Seductions anthology.
I wish him his own Prince Charming and a future of fulfilled bliss.
What about you? Who was your first celebrity crush? best answer wins a free copy of Before Morning.

Aloha oe,

A.J.

The Writing Job

When you decided to sit down and write a book, did you ever consider how many people were out there trying to do the same thing? Had you known there were that many authors out there--millions--would it have deterred you? All those writers vying for the coveted spots with the best publishers and only a finite number of spots available?

Ever think about all the one-hit-wonders? I can't imagine all the books that have been written by an author and they never wrote another one. Or what about the author who wrote a book and kept trying to sell another one and it just wouldn't sell? And what about those writers who have been writing for a dozen or more years and have yet to sell?

Sounds depressing doesn't it? You're thinking there's just not enough room. That you'll never make it. Okay, breathe. lol Writing is not like any other career on the planet as far as I'm concerned. For some of us, it's about work. It's a job that we tackle on a daily basis. For others, it's a calling. Something they just have to do.

With the advent of the Internet, a new and exciting marketplace opened its doors to writers. More room was made. Is there enough buying power out there to sustain both brick and mortar establishments and the Internet? Well, that's still up for debate. Digital publishing is just now getting noticed it seems. Why? Because industry leaders are seeing it grow by leaps and bounds. A lot of people think it is already cutting into sales at the neighborhood bookstores. Bookstores are definitely in a slump. Brick and mortar publishers are definitely in a slump. But it's too early to tell. That slump is probably more a result of the overall economy than digital publishing. At least at the moment.

So, when you feel overwhelmed by it all, take a step back, focus. Don't look at the big picture. Look at YOUR picture. It doesn't matter what all those other authors out there are doing. It only matters what YOU are doing. Manage your writing career the same as you would any other career. Think of it as a job.

I've preached this message to authors before on the Avoid Writer's Hell Workshop. http://groups.yahoo.com/group/avoid_writers_hell (workshop) and promo/social group
http://groups.yahoo.com/group/avoidwritershellchatters

But I was reminded of this message again a couple of days ago when our new moderator at AWH, Zetta Brown of Logical Lust Publications, touched on this in an article she wrote for the workshop. http://www.logical-lust.com The article was entitled:
Publishing and Professional Courtesy. You can find this article on the AWH workshop group, of course, and it will also be featured in this month's AWH ezine coming May 1.

Zetta and I had never spoken about the work ethic and writing. But she was right on target with my beliefs. You've got to treat it like a job in order to be successful. Her article is definitely worth reading. So don't forget to check it out on the AWH workshop group or in the AWH ezine coming May 1.

And...don't forget to breathe!

Sequel to Slave's AVAILABLE in Less than a month!

I am so stoked!!!! Sequel to my Best Selling Torrid Title of the Year 2007 A Slave's Way Out --A Lady's Challenge is being released on May 15th with Whiskey Creek Press Torrid!!

This book's release has been long in coming for me. I wasn't able to work on it steadily, but in pieces a little each day. The outline was written while in the waiting area as my car was being worked on because that was the only down time I had that day.

I love Trea's story. It shows the strength of a woman who will go after what she believes and the courage of a man to face and defeat emotional wrongs endured in his life.

Here's a Blurb...

Welcome to Neris, Mercenary planet light years from our own Milky-way Galaxy.

Lieutenant Trea Padame, is not only the second in command of the mercenary warship Catalysts’ security division, she’s also hiding the truth from all that she’s a Lady. She is to take her father’s seat as head of her family’s house in the Eastern Lowlands unless she can find a warrior to take as her life mate and has her eyes set on—

First Commander Daniel Hedden of the Catalyst, who’s used to men following his every command on duty and Trea following them in bed. Can the warrior in him find the way to free his heart of past memories, forgive Trea hiding her identity from him and let an ancient revelation come true, or will he disregard all and face losing Trea forever to an enemy who’s set to take Trea and her village for his own?

http://www.casalo.webs.com
http://www.whiskeycreekpresstorrid.com

4.5 Stars for EROTIC EXPOSURE from CataNetwork Reviews!

I'm so excited! Firemaid from CataNetwork Reviews gave EROTIC EXPOSURE, my hot erotic romance from Ellora's Cave, 4.5 Stars! Check it out!


"This is a fun sexy little romp in front of a camera. Ms. Tyler is always good at writing sexy scenes. My only disappointment here is that due to length there is only one scene. And it is HOT. Liz and Kent have a great instant attraction and I am left wondering how things work out for them when next they meet."


Read the complete review here!
http://sensual.ecataromance.com/index.php?p=3659



Read an Excerpt!
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/ExcerptErotic Exposure.html

Watch the Trailer!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=-lE1YZdf2Us


Buy it from Ellora's Cave!
http://www.jasminejade.com/p-8034-erotic-exposure.aspx


Buy it on Amazon Kindle!
http://www.amazon.com/Erotic-Exposure-ebook/dp/B0034KC3S0/ref=sr_1_17?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1269808991&sr=1-17




*hugs*
Paige

"Stories so hot, they'll make your cheeks blush!

http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/
http://paigetylertheauthor.blogspot.com/

Letters to AJ

By A.J. Llewellyn

Most authors who have a published book or two and a website receive reader mail. I've had wonderful letters and...a few strange ones. I thought I'd share some peculiar ones that still have me scratching my head.

1. Dear AJ,
I am desirous of a photograph of you naked on a horse. Should this not be possible, a photo of the horse will do.
Thank you.

AJ's response: I tell the sender I have no naked photos of me beyond the age of two in my backyard pool. I have no photos of horses I can send either. The sender responds:

I am now your ex fan.

2. Dear AJ,
I am wondering if you have a mentoring program available to your readers? I know many best-selling authors such as yourself have such programs implemented. I am of course going to need accommodation and a monthly stipend as you help me co-author my first seven or eight books. I know you will be most anxious to help me. Where do you live? Can you send me a plane ticket? When can we start?

AJ's response: Is this woman for real? She wants me to co-author seven or eight books with her?? After wondering if it is a joke, I write back and explain to the sender that I can't help her with any of these requests. I am juggling two part time jobs as well as my writing. I sure can't help her with accommodation, salary or even co-author books with her. I don't know of any authors who do this, certainly not a lowly ebook author such as myself. She does not respond to my long answer but I hear from other authors she has hit them up too with these bizarre requests.

3. Dear AJ,
I just found your name on Google and guess what, my son and I share your last name! I am positive we are related and my son, who is 10 years old is keen to read your books. Please send us all of your paperback titles to the following address...

AJ's response: I tell the sender that my books are all X-rated gay erotic romances and most unsuitable for a 10 year told to read. No response.

4. Dear AJ,
I won your book contest but I don't want one of your books. I don't like M/M books. Send me something by Sherrilyn Kenyon instead.

AJ'S response: I ask her why she entered my contest if she dislikes M/M books? I tell her I can't send her a book by Sherrilyn Kenyon. I offer her the choice of any ebook from my publisher's website which I will pay for and download for her. She emails me back and DEMANDS a Sherrilyn Kenyon book. We go back and forth for several emails and she finally insists on a paperback copy of my book Phantom Lover...which she receives and promptly lists on ebay!

5. Dear AJ,
I live in Cebu, Philippines and I want to marry you. You will send me plane tickets, travel expenses and tickets for my mother and father. You will like.

AJ's response: I make it clear that no, I would not like. It turns out this is the same person who wanted pics of me on a horse. I happen to be good friends with boxer Manny Pacquiao. I show him a copy of a follow-up email from this sender. Manny translates some of the email written in tagalog. Manny scribbles out what I should say back to this person who is now demanding funds from me to pay his cell phone bill. I send back an email with Manny's response. No reply. Thank God.

6. Dear AJ,
I wish to be a best-selling author. How much money can I make?

AJ's response: I explain to the sender this is impossible to answer. The sender writes back that I can't be very good if I can't answer a simple email like this. I start to feel quite old and tired. I do not respond.

Thankfully, these emails are few and far between. There is a certain humor of course which is why I am posting them here but I can only say that even Jane Austen would have found it difficult to respond politely to the crazy man in Cebu.

What about everyone else? You had any crazy emails lately?

Aloha oe,

A.J.

Latin Rhythm at Pink Petal Books

Warning: Explicit Language Usage. Adult Theme.

Coming February 4th from Pink Petal Books.
http://pinkpetalbooks.com
Title: Latin Rhythm
Author: Tess MacKall
ISBN# 978-0-9826023-6-2
Genre: Contemporary
Cross Genre: Suspense, Older Woman/Younger Man, Multi-cultural
Length: Novella
Cover Artist: Winterheart Designs

Blurb:


Beware of margarita-induced chitchat, or you may find yourself in search of a hot Latin hunk which is exactly what happened to Laura Kincaid. Divorced, with grown children, she can't quite picture herself dancing the salsa in Miami's trendiest nightclub. But the moment she spots club owner, Marco Valazquez, the heat is on! Literally swept off her feet by his sexy Latin accent and stunning good looks, Laura loses herself in the arms of the younger man.

Marco understands the pain of betrayal and wants nothing more than to teach Laura to trust again. And to love. She's everything he's ever dreamed of in a woman. There's just one problem: Laura isn't comfortable with their age difference, and that, along with a misunderstanding, tears them apart.

Caught up in an old family rivalry, Laura is kidnapped, and, vowing to give up his life for her, Marco knowingly walks into a trap. In a race against time, can he protect her from the sinister forces he's brought into her life, and will Laura ever trust him again? Only love can show them the way.

Excerpt: Warning--Explicit Language. Adult Theme.

...The man held her in awe. He hurried to the front of the Jag, and just as he got close enough to touch, Laura tripped over the curb and fell against him. With a loud thud, he tumbled backward onto the car's hood, taking Laura with him.

Legs threaded between his, bare cleavage lying atop his chest only inches from his face, her cheeks heated when he raised his head, looked directly at her breasts, and cocked an eyebrow. She scrambled to get up, only making the situation worse by pushing up off his chest in such a way her crotch pressed into his. Laura stilled, terrified that if she moved she'd rub against his cock further, and there was no telling what he might think.

And then his cock pulsed, actually it was more like a kick, a hard kick that landed on her sweet spot. Around them, people laughed at their predicament, but Laura barely noticed. The big, brown, penetrating eyes staring up at her had corralled pretty much all her attention. Not to mention the tight arc of heat that had rocketed through her at the speed of light and landed right between her pussy lips.

Adding to her rising anxiety, he grinned. Laura widened her eyes, and her arms jerked away from his chest which resulted in her dropping the weight of her lower body deeper into his. God help me! His cock had thickened. And if she didn't move soon, the warm wetness already coating her pussy would increase tenfold. She thrashed wildly, trying to extricate herself without touching him. In a gesture she deemed to be pity, he gripped her by the arms.

"Allow me, por favor."

He arched his back, and their bodies rose until her feet touched the ground, but he continued to hold her arms, his sinewy thigh resting on her sex, keeping her pressed to him. His mouth so close, his breath warm and moist on her face, to taste his lips would be heaven. And his voice--talk about melt in your mouth. That seductive Latin accent whispered all the way through her right down to her toes. A square jaw, dark stubble on his cheeks, every single inch of the man screamed sex!

"Tell me, you are not injured, si?"

He expected her to speak? "No. Yes. I mean no, I'm not injured."

Tossing his head back, he laughed. A deep, musical sound, genuine, carefree. Beautiful white teeth gleamed in the scant neon light coming from the club. Laura continued staring, unable to do anything else.

Lips curved into a breathtaking smile, he contemplated her again. His voice rumbled from his chest. "So, tonight we dance. Si?"

Latin Rhythm
Available from Pink Petal Books!


http://pinkpetalbooks.com


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Men and Video Games

Ok, what's the deal anyway? Sure they're fun, but I grew out of video games when I hit 17. I mean we're talking about Star Wars, PacMan and Ms. PacMan, Asteriods, Donkey Kong...Oops, is that giving away my age, LOL...Ahh, who cares, I'll be 39 in May ;-)

I do have to admit, how far the graphics on the games have come. I'll sit and watch my teenage son or my boyfriend play. But sitting hours on end playing is just something I can't get into anymore.
Although, my son did have me sit and play Baukugan (If that's even spelled right?) on his XBox 360. Ok, so it was fun, and it lasted for all of thirty minutes. LOL. We had to finish getting him ready for his week of fieldtrip/roadtrip and adventure to North Carolina.

I'm guessing it's like my writing to me. I will sit for "hours on end" writing, editing, reading and that gives me enjoyment. And the both of them will sit and read for about an hour or before bedtime before they have to get moving.

I'd just make it known that video gameing happens on week nights, after school work, chores and dinner are done, but mostly on the weekends if outings aren't planned.

What are your thoughts on video games? Do you sit and play, watch or go do something else?

Seriously Reviewed Calls JUST RIGHT a Book You Won't Want to Put Down!

I'm so excited! Seriously Reviewed gave JUST RIGHT, the Sexy Tale of Goldie and The Three Werebears, my hot erotic romance from Ellora's Cave, a great review and calls it a book you won't want to put down!


"Just Right had all the makings of a super-fantastic tale. Sexy men, wall-banging sex...you know the kind ;) and a good ending. I couldn't stop reading.

Ms Tyler has wonderful imagery in all her stories that have kept me coming back for more again and again. This is an author that is on my list of must reads. S-M-O-K-I-N-G!!!!!!!! is the only word that can really describe her style. well, that and totally satisfying loving ;) Sexy were's, one lost woman and a night to remember.......Where do I sign up?"


Read the complete review here!
http://seriouslyreviewed.blogspot.com/2010/03/just-right-by-paige-tyler.html?zx=a5d65fce17490228

Watch the Trailer!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=vtBLt_2TCEU

Buy it at Ellora's Cave!
http://www.jasminejade.com/ps-8035-50-just-right.aspx

Buy it on Amazon Kindle!
http://www.amazon.com/Just-Right-ebook/dp/B003A7I2A0/ref=sr_1_8?ie=UTF8&s=books&qid=1269809218&sr=1-8




For more of my sexy erotic fiction, visit my website at http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/

*hugs*
Paige

"Stories so hot, they'll make your cheeks blush!"

http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/
http://paigetylertheauthor.blogspot.com/

Needed

\ By AJ. Llewellyn

One of my closest friends Alex got the chance of a lifetime very early last year. One of his business clients and golfing buddies offered Alex his home on the Caribbean island of Anguilla for five days as a thank you for a huge deal. Alex, bless him, took full advantage of the offer and took his dad and his closest male friends for a few days of drinking, rest, drinking, rest, drinking...well, you get the idea.

I saw him recently and asked how the trip was. I hadn't seen him for a while and I was surprised by the sour expression on his face. Anguilla is a place I am pining to visit...but I digress.

He told me the wildest and funniest story of being caught in a hurricane in St. Martin. They hid in a hotel bathroom there for days as a storm ripped the islands apart. It's not that the storm and damage were funny. I loved the idea of all these macho guys huddled in a bathtub!

He gave me a lot of detail and gave me his blessings to use it. And I did!

This gave me the basis of my book Needed, which publishes at www.extasybooks.com tomorrow night.

It's the sequel to Wanted, my best-selling book about Honolulu forensic accountant Mingo McCloud. I am thrilled Wanted sold so well and I had a blast writing Needed. As an extra thank you to people who buy my book, I am giving away a free copy of "Hula" a short store I penned for the Emerald Envisage anthology in which Mingo first appeared.

I am loving this new M/M erotic mystery series.

In this story, Mingo must rescue his missing lover, Francois...and has some fun and pretty hot sex into the bargain. Using a real life adventure in this story gave it added texture I think. But my point is this. Do we writers all use real stuff in our stories? I'm betting more of us do than we care to admit.

Of course, my pal Alex didn't have sex with the men in his tub...that stuff only happens in my books.

Aloha oe,

A.J.

Bash An Author

Is it just me, or is anyone else noticing the trend to bash authors? Every day it seems I see an author post about a bad review he/she has received. Now, before you think--well, bad reviews are all a part of this industry--let's clarify why the author was upset.

I have no problem with, nor does any other author I know of, when a reviewer--whether that reviewer is from a well-known review site or it is their personal blog review--gives their honest opinion about a book.

The problem comes into play when they roll out the red carpet for the snark. Can't a reviewer simply say the characterization wasn't deep enough or that they found the plot to be too "more of the same" without trashing the author? A lot of these blogs are just nasty to authors.

As a former marketing guru in another lifetime, I realize the importance of a reviewer promoting his/her site. But really...dragging in the snark, trashing someone's reputation, trampling their dreams just so you can be a well-known blogger?

Well, I guess so. Cause it sure as hell doesn't look like it's going to stop anytime soon.

I woke up this morning to a link that an author had posted on a group I belong to. Some blogger was trashing authors for not knowing all the industry acronyms basically.

Authors work at what is probably THE MOST subjective job in the world. And what is that? Entertaining readers with our individual imaginations. And yes, of course, skill plays into that. But what most reviewers and quite a few authors don't seem to understand is that writing is not something you can get a degree in and then walk away at the top of your game.

The face of writing is ever changing. Authors not only have to keep up with their own words, but where to send those words, what genre is hot, who pays what, where is the best advertising site, how many blogs do I need...the list is endless. Not only does the industry around us keep changing but our words and ability to deliver them change too.

Just as people grow in their state of mind and knowledge overall, so do authors. I might not make the same mistakes in my books a year from now that I make today. Bottom line here?

If you review our work, state the truth, give us your opinion, but leave the damn snark at home.

Eating light for the summer - Would you change your menu up?

With the warmer months upon us, I've decided to do something about the little complaint going around the house. "I need to lose a few pounds."

So I've asked a friend of mine for several vegan receipes. Her look was commical!
"You Miss meat eater, the bloodier the better, wants vegan receipes?"
I said, who better than to ask than you.

It's not like I intend a full vegan menu, not only me but my men would never go for it. I all ready got "The Look" when I mentioned it, but I came back with..."You've been complaining too and it's only a few days a week and our big dinners slow down in the summer." The argument stopped there, LOL.

But I figure what's wrong with switching two or three meals out a week. Veggies are good for us, and besides, I don't like eating heavy meals in the summer time. You know those "comfort meals" good for a rainy or old day.
It's summer, it's hot and my belly rejects a lot of heavy stuff. OK so maybe it's all in the mind, but I have noticed in past years, that I do lose a few more punds in the summer. *YAY ME* right, LOL.
I'm also intending on building two raised beds, one for veggies and one for herbs. Not only for hte meals I intend to cook, but have you seen the prices in the stores lately? Holy Moly Batman! Talk about price gouging.

So I ask you, do you notice yourself eating lighter during the hot and humid months? Would you change up the menu a bit?

Now you know ...

Before you read this post, I guess I should apologize first. You see, I have this pet peeve when it comes to writing, and that is not being able to write, but having sex constantly on the brain at the same time. It's like some very cruel joke or something. LOL So, until my muse decides to play nice and come back home, I suppose I'll entertain you with one of the things that has been on my mind alot and that is sexual positions. *wink*

I held a contest this week and the participants had to answer various erotic questions to be entered in the drawing, and one of the questions was 'What is your favorite sexual position?' By a huge margin, doggie-style topped the list, but according to BestSexPositions.com, these were rated the top ten by their readers. You can see videos that illustrate these positions by visiting their website, but they are very explicit, so don't open the link at work and/or around children.

1. The Flower Press/Pressed Position – The Pressed position is a classic move straight from the Kama Sutra that is excellent for the G-spot orgasm, multiple orgasms, or men with a smaller than average penis.

2. Italian Hanger/The Rabbit/The Arch – woman with her head and shoulders on the floor and her back arched so her hips are off the ground. Man kneels between her legs supporting her raised body with his hands under her hips.

3. Squashing the Deckchair – woman on her back with a pillow under her buttocks. She then raises her legs and brings her knees as close to her chest as possible, placing her ankles on her lover’s shoulders.

4. The Beetle – Unlike most rear entry positions in which he holds the reins, the Beetle puts her squarely in control. To tease him, she may partially lower herself onto his cock, then raise up again.

5. Leap Frog – Contrary to what the name implies, there is no jumping or leaping involved in performing the leapfrog sexual position. It is similar to the doggy style position, and is one of the best positions for amazingly deep penetration.

6. The Star / Camel Ride / Camel Style – woman on her back with one leg outstretched and the other raised. The man enters her, straddling her outstretched leg and with his knee under her raised leg.

7. Italian chandelier / The Crab – a rear entry variant of the basic woman on top position; woman on top, arching her back; placing her hands on the ground or on his chest; man underneath entering from behind.

8. Asian Cowgirl – The man lies on his back; the woman squats (not kneels) on top of the man, then bounces up and down.

9. Playing of the cello – woman on her back, ankles on one of the man’s shoulders; man kneeling enters from back; also known as Playing of the violin.

10. The Seventh Posture – The woman lies on her side. The man kneels facing her, straddling her lower leg and supporting her upper leg with the crook of his elbow or on his shoulder.

So ... are any of these your favorites?

New Release from Ellora's Cave - GOOD COP, BAD GIRL!

I'm so excited to announce that I have a new erotic romance out with Ellora's Cave called GOOD COP, BAD GIRL that's fun, sexy and smokin' hot!

When people ask me where I get ideas for my books, I tell them anywhere and everywhere, which is true. Sometimes, I'll read an article in a newspaper or magazine and it will give me an idea. Other times, someone will say something that will make me think, hey that'd be a great idea for a book. That's how I came up with the story for GOOD COP, BAD GIRL. One of the women who works in my hubby's office is a huge fan of the television show "Cops" and she was telling him about an episode in which a cop pulled over a pair of girls for speeding and they thought the whole thing was a prank because the guy was just way too good looking to be a cop.

When my hubby told me about it, I immediately had one of those hey-that'd-be-a-great-idea-for-a-book moments! Having the hero pull the heroine over for a traffic stop wasn't going to work in the book, though, so I decided to have him show up at her apartment because the party she's having for her birthday is getting a little too loud and disturbing the neighbors. And instead of thinking it's some kind of prank, she assumes the hot cop is a male stripper her friends hired for her birthday. Hmm, a hot guy in uniform that comes with his own handcuffs. You probably think you know exactly where this is going, don't you?

While I won't tell you exactly what happens between the hero and heroine, I will share a sexy excerpt with you! Hope you enjoy it! And if you decide to pick up GOOD COP, BAD GIRL let me know how you like it!


GOOD COP, BAD GIRL

Gotta love a guy who comes with his own handcuffs!

When a hunky cop shows up at Julie Hanson’s apartment to tell her the police received a complaint about the noise from her birthday party, she assumes he’s a male stripper her girlfriends hired. Upon discovering the gorgeous Kirk Chandler really is a police officer, she’s completely mortified, especially since she teased him about giving her a birthday spanking.

Kirk appears at her door for a second time later that night, bearing gifts and asking if she got her birthday spanking. Julie not only gets her bottom nicely warmed, but is treated to a night of pleasure that qualifies as the best birthday present any girl could ask for.

Excerpt:

Laughing, Julie yanked open the door and found herself face to face with the most gorgeous guy she’d ever seen. Tall, with short-cropped brown hair and a perfectly chiseled jaw, he had a wide, sensuous mouth and soulful dark eyes. More gold than brown, they were the kind of eyes a girl could end up getting lost in.

She forced her gaze to move lower, taking in his broad shoulders and muscular biceps before coming to rest on the shiny badge on the front of his dark blue uniform. Directly across from it was a nametag that read Chandler. This hot hunk was a cop?

Abruptly realizing she was just standing there staring at him, she reached up to tuck her long, ash blonde hair behind an ear. "Can I help you, Officer?"

He glanced at the other girls still sitting in the living room before those incredible eyes settled on her again. "Is this your apartment, ma’am?"

She stifled a groan. Even his voice was sexy as sin. "Yes."

"We got a complaint about the noise you and your friends were making."

Julie automatically opened her mouth to apologize, only to close it again as the obvious suddenly struck her. God, she was slow sometimes. This mouthwatering specimen of a man wasn’t a real cop; he must be a male stripper her friends had hired for her birthday. And if he looked even half as good naked as he did in that uniform, then she was in for a real show. Her friends were the best!

She glanced at the other girls over her shoulder and gave them a wink before turning back to him. Her lips curved into a sexy smile. "And you’re here to arrest me, right?" she teased. "Or maybe you’d rather give me a birthday spanking instead?"

He lifted a brow, clearly caught off guard by the suggestion.

Julie was a little surprised by it herself. So much for not being able to ask a guy she’d just met for a spanking. She wasn’t usually quite so bold. Then again, she was already on her second margarita. Not that she was tipsy or anything. She was just feeling a little naughty. And if she couldn’t be naughty on her birthday, when could she be naughty?

When he didn’t answer, she gave him a pout. "No? And one of my friends just gave me the cutest heart-shaped paddle, too." She shrugged. "Maybe later then. I’d much rather see you strip anyway."

His brows drew together. "Strip?"

Damn, he was really good at staying in character. She nodded. "Yeah, you know, take off your clothes. Though I wouldn’t do it out in the hallway if I were you. Not unless you want my neighbors to really call the cops."

When he didn’t move, she reached out and grabbed the front of his belt to give it a tug. He didn’t resist, but let her pull him into the entryway. As much as she would have liked to keep her hand right where it was, maybe even move it a little lower, she forced herself to release him. She should probably let him start dancing before she got too familiar. She waited, expecting him to make suggestive little moves with his hips and unbutton his shirt, but he only continued to regard her with that same authoritative expression on his face. Sheesh, this guy was seriously into his role.

Julie took a step closer to him. He was taller than she was by almost a foot and she had to tilt her chin to look up at him. Up close like this, she could see light flecks of green in his golden eyes.

"You’re really good, you know that? If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were a real cop." She circled him slowly, running her hand up his arm and over his shoulder, then across his back. "The uniform looks real, that’s for sure." She let her fingers trail over his opposite shoulder and down his other arm, her gaze going to the gun in the holster at his hip as she walked around to stand in front of him again. "So does the gun. And the handcuffs." She ran a finger over the badge on his chest. "And that badge is the best I’ve ever seen."
As she studied the radio clipped to his left shoulder, she realized it looked real, too. She didn’t know male strippers wore such authentic getups. She was about to say as much to him when the radio suddenly hissed.

"All units in the vicinity of Bayview, we have a 2-11 in progress…"

She frowned. Bayview was a neighborhood in the southern part of the city, across town from where she lived in the Lower Pacific Heights section of San Francisco. Oh…crap. This guy wasn’t a stripper. He was a real cop! She jerked her head up to look at him, her eyes wide.

A slow smile curved his mouth as he folded his arms across his broad chest. "That’s right, ma’am. The uniform is real. The gun is real. The handcuffs are real. The badge is real. And you," he added meaningfully, "are in real trouble."



Watch the Trailer!
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Jgnpc0sx354


Buy it from Ellora's Cave!
http://www.jasminejade.com/p-8153-good-cop-bad-girl.aspx


Happy Reading!


*hugs*
Paige

"Stories so hot, they'll make your cheeks blush!"

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Bring on the wine and candles ...

I’ve noticed a trend during the past few months while checking the stats on my blog. It seems like a lot of people have nookie on the brain when they stumble upon my website. (Imagine that! *grin*)

One of the top searches that has led people to my site is the quest to find great "lovemaking songs". I blogged on the subject in August 2009, and it's still the most viewed post of the 200+ entries I've made on my blog so far. And it was just a random post too, because I couldn't think of anything else to talk about (kind of like right now. LOL)

I know, as authors, we tend to stick to certain types of music to get us "in the mood" to write our stories, but I can honestly say that not many of these songs top my list, except for maybe Duran Duran and Moody Blues. Most of these I've never even heard of. I can't recall where I got the list from, but I do remember stumbling across it one day while doing some research online for a story.

So ... tell me what you think about it. Was the list-gatherer, whoever he or she might be, on the right track? Do any of these melt your heart into a puddle or send your hormones into overdrive? Inquiring minds want to know. *wink*

1. Nights In White Satin – Moody Blues
2. Love Song – Polyrock
3. The Crystal Ship – The Doors
4. Same Deep Water As You – The Cure
5. Come Undone – Duran Duran
6. Fade Into You – Mazzy Star
7. Great Gig In The Sky- Pink Floyd
8. Water – The Sugarcubes
9. Remnants of a Deeper Purity – Black Tape for a Blue Girl
10. Breathing – Kate Bush
11. Don’t Stop The Dance – Bryan Ferry
12. Mystery Faith and Love – Ofra Haza
13. Drifting – Lycia
14. Dream of Life – Patti Smith
15. el Pedregal – Love Spirals Downwards
16. All I Want is You – U2
17. Christiansands – Tricky