Sunday sex

It's always the best kind, but I digress.

I was out hunting some eye candy, as you do (it's all in the name of research, I swear) and found this little blog and this pic. (Is that a drool worthy blog or what - don't think that baby's not going on my rssfeed list! You make thank me later chickies!)

Now this rather tasty piece of man flesh is of Hispanic origins, not Indian, but this was very much what I was imagining in my head when I was writing about Jay in Red Skirt, Cool Fountain (the short story that's now going to be a novel).

And this is definitely a player for one of the McCabe boys - Brian maybe, but this guy still has a bit of a babyface, so I think he might be better suited for baby brother Michael - Sean is way more worldweary than this face.

OH MY GIDDY AUNT... I dropped my jelly bellies...

There is no way I can top that -- well I could damn well try, but I have a funny feling those boys would have any lover strapped to that gogeous bed in two seconds flat, and I think I could very easily live with that!

And to think the whole twin menage thing has always been a little icky for me (mainly because I like the guys in my menages to be getting it on, baby!) -- photo's like this have me re-thinking!

Cleaning hunks?

Oh you have to get a gander at this : http://www.cleaninghunk.com/

Of course its all a marketing stunt - we all know a man wouldn't be caught dead cleaning. But you know, I think this would take off like a rocket. Merry Maids....shheeesh, you're so behind the times giiirl! I have the Cleaning Hunks come!

Happy Valentines!

While my day has been full of the rush rush of trying to get everything sorted for these damn bathroom renovations, class parties....oh and a rather painful (I have fybro), but good massage at a place called Massage Envy I almost forgot to leave y'all some purdy.

See, my day might be shit - I severely doubt that flowers, chocolates, or even a 'happy Valentines, honey' will be walking through the door tonight - but I think of y'all!

Anatomy

No, not that type of anatomy!

I am furiously working on Red Skirt, Cool Fountain (and a bottle of wine - hey its a big pivotal sex scene and I needed to loosen up after today - and how art house cool is that title FYI). I am determined to have it ready for the Samhain submissions ending on the 31st. I have worked too damn hard at this and the previous failed ms to give up now.

In my slightly hazy (just a little, mind; enough to forget the constant no, no, NO of a six(nearly seven mooom!) yr old) state, I typed a line where the Hero touches the Heroines middle regions. I started to type stomach, and thought yuck talk about unsexy, and swapped the word to belly.

I love that word. Belly.

It sounds so much softer, more womanly and sexy...or is that just me?

Three new reviews

I have been waiting with baited breath for the first Position Vacant review. I have been hoping its short story status wouldn't send it to the bottom of the pile - thank you to Amanda the FAR reviewer who made my day (especially since she gave it 5 angels)!

This is pure romantic fun. Ms. Douglas does a wonderful job making this story come alive with all the novelty, characters, and antics of the North Pole. She does it with such humor and candor that it never strays into a clichéd holiday story. Santa’s helpers lend authenticity to the setting and fun to the story while still staying distinctly in the background. The relationship between Nick, Simon, and Bea takes center stage. These three are realistic characters readers can’t help but like. Even as Simon and Bea are drawn to each other, they don’t want to hurt Nick. Yet their attraction to each other is unmistakable and culminates in passionate, heartfelt love scenes. The erotic connection between Simon and Bea is well written and I love the balance between passion and caring. The ending has this reader hoping another trip to the North Pole is not far away.

FAR also reviewed Persuading Jo (with another 5 angels!)...

The McCabes: Persuading Jo is a tantalizing story that will have your blood pressure soaring as you join these two sexy men in their pursuit of Jo. This tale has been very well written and contains detailed sexual encounters, although not for everyone, I found these scenes to be very alluring and highly erotic. I thoroughly enjoyed watching the love and devotion between these characters and felt that Jo was a lucky woman. Anne Douglas has created a fantastic story with The McCabes: Persuading Jo and earned herself a new fan in the process. 5 Angels!!

Joyfully Reviewed just posted their review of Persuading Jo...

Anne always does a great job of portraying the emotional aspects of a story, but I was still surprised by the intensity of the emotions in this story on all sides. The sex was hot and extremely well-written, but above all, Persuading Jo is a reminder that love takes many forms and not always what you expect. I’m really hoping for another from Anne in this vein

Phew!

New excerpts from Tea for Three

In an effort to get sorted before the new year, I have a list. Yup, a list of things that I need to get done, so I can start off the new year right.

I also have a shit show in hell of getting everything on my list done. {insert frustrated sigh here}

Blurbs, cover art requests, ms changes/edits, websites, scrub the kitchen floors, scour the toilet... yup, it's a big list.

I have managed to get my website updated www.annedouglas.com. Since Tea for Three has a contract, It has earned itself a brand spanking new page of its own. There is a great first chapter excerpt, too. (A pretty damn hot one, FYI!)

Now that I have spent the last 3 hours on my ass answering emails and confusing myself with website alterations, I better get up and get to some scrubbing.

Why is it toilets always need scrubbing? Why do men and 6yr olds miss the bowl? You would think they get enough practice wouldn't you?

Oooh, a second, smaller Merry Christmas to me!

Loose Id has been running Kissmas excerpts along with its Kiss promotions, and we authors were asked to send in a hot kiss excerpt for a chance to be in the promotion. Never hearing anything back from the Quad, I figure not this year, maybe next year...until getting my Idbits Digest this morning.

Woohoo! My Persuading Jo excerpt made the cut after all!

Remember to join IdBits is free, and it is purely LI information only not daily chat or spam. SO join today and have a little hot Kissmas read.

Now THIS is my kind of Christmas card!

Send thanks to Amanda Young for leaving this little beauty at myspace.

Give me some ideas

I was checking out publisher submission requests this morning (I have been caught up with these house renovations and haven't done so for a while), and spied the Midsummer Night's Steam submission requests -

They want Red Hot, steamy, sexy, erotic, girls , boys (and any combo thereof), sun sand, surf...sex.

What would you like to see in a short story read thats summer themed?

A Friday teaser

I have been trying out my shapeshifter wings :

The scent was sweeter than any fruit; soaking his senses, calling to him. He shoved his nose into the damp crevice where the glorious smell was strongest. Tasting the treat before him with his nose and his tongue, he edged his way slowly closer to the female that tantalized him so with her perfume.

She was what he had been seeking all these years. None of the other females had felt right, they hadn’t smelt right, but this one…this one was he had been waiting for. He wanted to dip his tongue into the delicious honey, wallow in her fragrance and mark her as his own.

“What the fuck?” Rex fell back onto his ass, pinching at his nose trying to stem the flow of blood as another clenched fist in front of a damn good right hook smashed into his cheek. “What the hell do you think you’re doing lady?”

He managed to get a hold of her wrist before she wound up for another strike and pulled her forward into his chest, landing them both on the floor with an “oomph”. Pearl landed perfectly nestled between his legs and across his chest. Rex flipped them over, his powerful and naked thighs falling either side of her hips holding her hands above her head as she struggled to get free.

“Get off me, you brute!” You brute? The woman was such a contradiction, Miss Manners one moment, then modern attitude and vernacular the next.

“ME? I’m a brute? Lady, I’m the one with a bleeding nose.” It didn’t matter that part of his dual nature was the ability to heal a lot fast than a normal human and his nose was now a slow ooze, not the gushing river it had been when he was shocked into changing back from his bear form. “What did I do to you to make you lash out like that? I might not have been Mr. Congeniality the way I bundled you up here - but I apologized - and I even changed just like you asked, why were you smacking me over the snout?”

Pulling one hand away, he poked at the cartilage running along the ridge of his nose, grimacing in one particularly sore spot. “I don’t think you broke it.”

The struggles had stopped, drawing his attention away from his injury and back to the woman lying supine beneath him. Her face was pale, but bursts of color brushed her cheeks and she panted shallowly. Following her gaze Rex realized he had transformed back sans clothing and now straddled her buck naked with a raging hard on.

“You’re...” Pearl cleared her throat making her breasts jiggle as well as heave from her panting. “…ah…you’re naked.” And turned on went unsaid, but acknowledged anyway.

“Yes, it does seem that way doesn’t it.” Quite an enviable state considering the circumstances, Rex thought to himself.

Pearl’s skirt rode up around her waist and she had lost a couple of buttons in the scuffle from that very puritan blouse she wore. His cock now rested, larger than it had ever been in its life, nestled into the V of Pearl’s legs and hips, framed by pretty blue lace hipster panties.

He wasn’t inclined to make haste and move off the lovely plump bundle who was struggling again. Rubbing her mons up along his dick as she tried to buck him loose, straining the remaining buttons of her blouse until another popped and the bra matching the panties lay exposed.

Like a bear to honey, Rex couldn’t hold back any longer. In both forms she was like nectar, and he wasn’t on any sort of diet. Leaning down he ran the slightly stubbly edge of his cheek along the now exposed nape of her neck, scenting her, marking her with his own. He nipped at the bruise on her shoulder with his canines extended drawing a heated gasp as he ground down with his hips giving pleasure with the pain of the bite.

Despite his brain feebly telling him to stop, nature took a hold, pushing logical thought to the side, letting the instinct to mate with a suitable female prowl his consciousness. The smell of fear was easily overridden as he felt moisture seep through the lace, dampening his skin.

Laving the bite mark he heard small whimpers of pleasure from Pearl, the woman his beast recognized as his mate, the woman who would bear his cubs and be his to protect. Unable to suppress a groan he took her mouth roughly with his kiss. The smooth heat of her lips slid over his as she opened to him, caressing his thrusting tongue with her own as she invited him into her body, mimicking the thrusts of his hips against hers.