Wednesday, December 23, 2015

Guest Post - Breathing Vapor and A Spanking Good Time with Cynthia Sax

Breathing Vapor and A Spanking Good Time with Cynthia Sax

There’s something exciting, almost forbidden about a man’s calloused palm on a bare bottom, whether it is Francesca’s hunky Master Lars disciplining Karen in Hanky Spanky or Vapor, the
cyborg hero from Breathing Vapor, taking Mira, his naughty female, in hand.

Spanking is a delicious combination of humiliation (being put over a man’s knee, off balance,
backside in the air), a hint of pain (enough to feel it but not enough to leave lasting marks), the heating of skin, the smack, smack, smacking sound, and the sexiness of skin on skin contact. It involves a multitude of senses, sucking both participants into the experience.

Spanking also has a naughty element. For some of us (raises my hand), spanking was a childhood punishment. Giving that a sexual context makes it thrilling.

Spanking, like most kinks, often has a story reason for being. There’s a reason why the couple (or more) is attracted to it.

In Breathing Vapor, Mira, the heroine, has trouble expressing her emotions. She has spent her lifespan hiding them, concealing this part of herself from others. Our heroine has bottled her feelings up so tightly; she can’t easily release them.

When Vapor, our sexy cyborg, spanks Mira, disciplining her for being bratty, it both shocks and arouses her. The hard smacks on her bottom free her emotions. She cries. She shares her fears. She bonds with the warrior.

Spanking plays a part in their sexual fulfillment but also their emotional and spiritual connection. Mira is too proud, too emotionally closed to verbally ask for help. Instead, she acts up, deliberately disobeying Vapor. Her cyborg knows she’s asking for his special kind of discipline. He realizes she needs his help to purge her emotions.

What do you find sexy about spanking in romances?


Breathing Vapor

Vapor is the most advanced cyborg the Humanoid Alliance has ever developed. He’s a finely honed weapon, a warrior without parallel, half man and half machine. No lock can contain him. No being can stop him. Whatever he wants, he takes.

He wants Mira Breazeal, the Designer’s daughter.

She’s his one temptation, his sexy target. Vapor shouldn’t crave her caresses, steal her kisses, make her scream with ecstasy. The cyborgs want her dead and they would question his loyalty if he didn’t kill her. The humans would shoot him on sight if he dared to touch her.

Their love is forbidden. Their desire could be lethal. One human and one cyborg will risk everything for a moment of passion.

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About Cynthia Sax
USA Today bestselling author Cynthia Sax writes contemporary, SciFi and paranormal erotic romances. Her stories have been featured in Star Magazine, Real Time With Bill Maher, and numerous best of erotic romance top ten lists.
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Monday, December 21, 2015

Guest Post - Series: Why I Like Them by Lynn LaFleur

Series: Why I Like Them

I’ve written six series so far, plus a collection of books which takes place in my fictional town of Lanville, Texas. I love writing about Lanville, and plan to set more books there in the future. I enjoy revisiting my characters, letting my readers know what those characters are doing ever since they received a happy ending in their own books.

I feel the same about my Anything Goes series, which takes place in a sex club on the outskirts of Dallas. I like to bring back characters my readers have already met and give them their own happy ending, or introduce you to brand new characters.

That’s what I’ve done with Three’s Perfect, the 5th book in my Anything Goes series. Those of you who have read the series will recognize some of the names, but I’ve also introduced brand new ones.

Here’s a little taste of Three’s Perfect. I hope you enjoy it.

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Sean sat back in his chair, at a loss as to what to say next. His friend had gotten married at a sex club. Sean had been out of town visiting his parents in Seattle when Gabe and Debra married. He’d hated missing their wedding, but his mother would’ve hurt him severely if he hadn’t gone home for Christmas and New Year’s.

He’d assumed the couple got married at a church or special wedding venue. Finding out his friend’s wedding had been at Anything Goes made him doubly sorry he’d missed the ceremony.

Sean cleared his throat so he could speak clearly again. “You and Debra had your wedding at a sex club?”

Gabe nodded. “Lisa Cline, one of the owners, works with Debra at the hospital. She offered the club as the venue, which included all the food, decorations, and a three-tier cake. We couldn’t say no to such generosity.”

“So, what’s it like in there?” He propped one elbow on the island, rested his temple against his fist. “I’ve heard it really is anything goes.”

“Like I said, I’ve never been a customer, but Lisa has told Debra about the club. If you can think of a sex act you want, you can do it there. Including bondage.”

Sean’s cock gave an interested leap at the mention of bondage. He’d never done that with a lover, but it had always been in the back of his mind as interesting to try.

“Want to go?” Gabe asked.

“I’ve heard it’s a closed membership.”

“I can get you an invitation as a guest.”

“Do you know if there will be other gays there?”

Gabe nodded again. “Lisa told Debra and me that several of the attendants are bi or willing to play with the same sex. Plus, a lot of the members like same-gender sex. There’s a huge play area where anyone can play with anyone. Or if you meet a member or guest you want to be with, there are private rooms available. You won’t leave unsatisfied.”

The thought tempted Sean. An evening of sex with someone—or someones—he’d never have to see again. No danger of having his heart trampled. Nothing but pleasure without any expectations of starting a relationship. “You really can get me an invitation?”

“Sure. Lisa is a good friend. So is her brother, Alex. They own the club together. Either of them would give you an invitation in a second. The club is open Friday and Saturday nights. I can get you an invitation for either day this week. As your doctor, I can verify that you don’t have any nasty STDs.”

Gabe held up one hand, stopping Sean before he spoke again. “Before you ask, everyone is tested yearly. All attendants, members, and guests have to supply a medical report proving they’re clean. The club provides condoms, and all the men are required to wear them.”

After five years with Mason, it would be weird to use condoms again. Sean loved the feeling of a guy’s cock sliding into his ass without any kind of barrier between them. However, he knew that could never happen with someone he barely knew. Common sense had to prevail over hormones.

“Do you want to go this weekend?” Gabe asked.

Why not? Maybe an evening of hot sex will wake up my muse. “Yeah. Set me up for Friday night.”

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Lynn LaFleur

Lynn_websiteBesides writing at every opportunity, I love reading, traveling, scrapbooking, photography, card making, and learning new things on the computer. I’m a software junky and like trying out new programs, especially anything to do with graphics.
I moved back to Texas after living on the West Coast for 21 years, to a small town 17 miles from where I grew up. I live close to my only surviving sister.
I can’t imagine ever writing anything but romances. I enjoy writing about two people (or sometimes more than two) falling in love. If you like the story enough to smile in places, shed a tear at times, or get a warm and fuzzy feeling, that is my greatest reward.

I love to hear from readers about my writing, my books, the look of my website… whatever!

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