WELCOME

February 2009

One month down, eleven more to go.  Welcome to February.  It’s been cold, cold, cold here in Ohio, but that’s been okay because I’ve been hard at work.  One of my resolutions this year was to meet or surpass my releases from 2008.  With Lena’s urging I’ve recently set a daily writing goal of one thousand words per day.  I’ve been doing pretty well so far, and it’s starting to pay off.  I’m pleased to announce I have two contracts for releases in 2009, one for Loose Id and one for Ellora’s Cave.

I’m also starting work on a new series about Firefighters.  It’s still in the early stages, I’m doing research and what not, but I’m looking forward to these stories. I also am still hoping that Lena and I can get back to our Were stories in the Moonlight series.  We actually pulled out the two chapters we’d written for Guardian of Moonlight.  Wish us luck and everyone stay warm with a good book.  Now it’s on with the show.

COMING SOON

Fire and Ice

Victor Titus is a man in control of all aspects of his life, both business and personal. He takes what he wants and damns the consequences. And what he wants the most is Tanya Garcia, the petite yet feisty office manager of his company.

A night of passion three months ago has convinced him she is his perfect match, but Tanya is scared of the feelings his dominate nature evokes. The idea of giving up control to someone else has her running scared. The last thing she needs in her life is “The Iceman” telling her what to do.

Tired of her constantly retreating from him, Victor proposes a plan to have Tanya as his submissive for one week. Tanya agrees and figures on using the time to get him out of her system and then move on, while Victor is certain he can prove she is the submissive he’s been craving his whole life.

AVAILABLE NOW

Didn’t get everything you wanted for Christmas? Check out my newest story, Sexy Secret Santa at Loose Id, http://www.loose-id.com/detail.aspx?ID=845
It’s a story good enough for all year round.

Sexy Secret Santa

Molly Zaworski hasn’t caught the Christmas spirit this year, even though there is only one week until the holiday. She recently dumped her loser boyfriend and isn’t looking forward to celebrating alone. Dragged into the company gift exchange by her best friend, Molly soon discovers her Secret Santa is being more naughty than nice this year. For the three days prior to the company party on Christmas Eve she receives the usual benign presents, but those aren't all. Someone is leaving her naughty gifts that would make even Santa blush.

Josh Bachman has been interested in Molly since she started working for his company six months ago. Now that she’s free, he’s ready to declare his feelings for the plus sized beauty. Each day he leaves her a gift with a suggestive note, all designed to leave her hot, bothered and aching for more. He plans to ring in the New Year with Molly and he’s not going to let anything stand in his way.

My Halloween story, Tricks and Treats – Hankie Pankie is now available in print as part of the Taboo Treats anthology at Ellora’s Cave, http://www.jasminejade.com/p-6662-taboo-treats.aspx

Tricks and Treats - Hankie Pankie

When Amie Taggert discovers an invitation for a BDSM Halloween party on her boyfriend's computer, she's concerned he's unsatisfied with their relationship. Wanting to show him she's willing to try anything once, Amie signs them up. Imagine her surprise when she discovers he's clueless about the event.

Eric Hammond wonders if this is Amie's way of saying she's interested in spicing up their love life. He's more than willing to be adventuresome in the bedroom.

If the exotic rooms at the club are any indication, Halloween will be a night of hankie pankie neither will forget.

WORKS IN PROGRESS

Ellora’s Cave has contracted VoyEx my follow up story to Hotter Than the Fourth of July. I think this is one of my hottest stories yet and I can’t wait to hear what you all think.

I’ve finished up my Loose Id story, Fire and Ice, a sequel to Sexy Secret Santa telling Victor and Tanya’s story.  I’m fast at work on the first book in my Firefighter series. I haven’t gotten into it too much, so more on this later.

RECOMMENDED READS

I was hard at work last month on Fire and Ice and it prevented me from having any fun or reading anything good, *pout*.  So I don’t have a recommended read for this month. Hopefully things will slow down a bit this month and I’ll be able to take time out for me.

CONTESTS

Send me an email with the subject line February Contest to msliz@lizandrews.net and I’ll randomly pick from the entries someone to win a print copy of Veterans: Through the Fire, Myths and Shadows or Taboo Treats.  Please include your full name and mailing address.

EXCERPT

Excerpt from VoyEx

Without conscious thought, Stacey leaned forward in her chair to watch as the woman’s pale skin was revealed. It wasn’t as if she were attracted to the woman, or even Joe for that matter. It was what she was seeing between the two of them that had her hot and bothered.

When she first discovered the twosome it had been by accident. She most often came home straight from work, watched a little television and then headed off to bed. But on that fateful night she’d decided to have a drink on the balcony and enjoy the good weather. And man was she glad she had.

Stacey would have never considered herself a voyeur, but that was before she sat mesmerized on her chair watching the couple and their very public display of affection. And despite knowing it was wrong, she found herself night after night rushing to her balcony to see if she’d be awarded with a peep show. Some times she was, some times she wasn’t, but tonight appeared as if it was going to be a ‘was’ night.

Lucky, lucky her.

With her gaze glued to the scene playing out before her, Stacey placed her feet flat on the lounger and raised her hips in the air. She placed her hands at her waist and pushed her pants, including panties, off her body and kicked them to the floor. Biting her lower lip, she spread her legs and slipped her hand between her splayed brown thighs.

She turned her head to stare down at the couple as her fingers brushed against her moist lips. The couple stood next to the pool, as if they’d just finished a swim. The woman was cradled in Joe’s arms as he released her from what looked to have been a heated kiss. Without reservation, Joe pushed the wet bra cups off the woman’s breasts and bent his head toward the bounty he’d just exposed. He took a nipple into his mouth and sucked as if starving.

At the sight of their lovemaking Stacey took a shaky breath. Her other hand crept toward her breast and she ran her nails over the sensitive tips. Most of the time she liked to go slow and draw out the pleasure. But because she had been late tonight, she didn’t know if she’d have that luxury.

Stacey’s gaze was riveted on the woman and watched as she arched her back and pressed the juncture of her thighs against Joe’s questing hand. Stacey’s own fingers smoothed the slickness of her pussy around her clit, scoring the tingling bundle of nerves with the lightest touch before slipping a finger inside.

“God Joe, I need it. I need it bad.” The woman’s voice drifted upward.

Stacey silently echoed the sentiment. Her fingers began to pinch at her peaked nipples through their cotton barrier. She was too involved to take the time to remove her shirt and bra. Unbelievable as it seemed, she already felt as if she were on the verge of an orgasm after only a few minutes. Adding another finger into her play, she began to thrust them deep before returning to tease at her clit. Although she bit her lower lip in an attempt to keep silent, a slight moan escaped her.

That was when a voice called out in a low tone. “I thought you were going to miss the show tonight.”

What the fuck!

She gasped as she jackknifed into a sitting position and looked around for the source of her distress. A quick look to the pool below assured her the couple hadn’t been disturbed by either the voice or her frantic movements.

“Did I startle you?”

That was putting it mildly. She glanced toward the condo next door from where the voice had emanated. Their shared balcony was divided by a wall, but if she was leaning on the railing and looking to the left she could catch a glimpse of his patio. Which meant he could as well. Thank God she was far enough back she doubted he could see much. Still, it was disconcerting to say the least. And God only knew what he might have heard.