Enjoy the excerpt.

Drake woke up with a killer hard-on. Not the normal, half-hard lazy kind either. Before he even opened his eyes he was aware of the hot blood filling his dick and making it throb to the beat of his heart. Without thought he palmed his shaft and began to stroke. There was no soft touch, no gentle tease. His grip was firm and his strokes sure as he pumped his fist up and down. Everything was centered on his groin and pre-come oozed from the slit at the tip. His thumb skimmed over the top and he gasped at the sensation that ripped through him.
The image of Melissa filled his mind. She was on her knees in front of him, her lips wrapped around his cock, her nails digging into his naked thighs as she worked him over. She’d be good at it, he knew it. Her wide eyes looking up at him as she cupped his balls, her tongue swirling around the head, her lips shiny and slick as they moved up and down his shaft. It was too much for him, the sight of her, the feel of her, the sensations as fire rushed through him and pooled in his cock. He was going to explode.
His fist tightened and he focused on the ridge under the head. He was whole-handing it now, fingers curled, palm cupping and caressing the sensitive head with each stroke, tighter, faster. His chest heaved as he fought for breath and in his mind he saw his hands sink into a cloud of caramel hair as he took charge. He cupped Melissa’s head and held her still as he began to fuck her willing mouth. His cock throbbed, his back arched, and his hips lifted off the bed as a groan tore from his throat and pleasure ripped through him, spewing from his body in a hot stream that hit his chest and belly.
Seconds later his brain came back online and his eyes popped open. Holy Christ! He couldn’t remember the last time he’d felt pleasure like that, with or without a woman.
Shit, when he jerked off it was more because his body demanded it, needed it. It was a release, not an enjoyment thing. Not this time though. Stunned, he realized that the pleasure, the emotion, that he’d just felt, had been all him. And it was because of the woman in his fantasy.
Groaning to himself, he pushed the woman and the fantasy from his mind and climbed from the sheets that had tangled around his thighs. Time to start the day.

Which brings me to my next bit of news. Helenkay Dimon and Diana Peterfreund are now regulars at the Genreality blog, and I’m thrilled. I’ve known both of these ladies for many years, and my respect and admiration for them has only grown in that time.

Like HelenKay says in her post today, surrounding yourself with the right people is important. In the last year I’ve made some great stride toward that by letting go of some people, and making an effort to be more open to others. I can only hope thy value having me in their life as much as I do them.

Okay, enough sap… let’s talk writing.

I do have some plans, naughty ones, that I think you’ll like a lot. And hopefully I’ll be able to make an announcement before the end of the month. I’d love it if you’d cross your fingers for me people. I really want these things to go forward.

Since I’m in a giving mood today, I figure it’s time for a giveaway. I know I always love free books, so how about that? Who’s interested in a free ebook?

Yes, today it’s just an eBook, but hey…it’s still free.

Mavericks OF Space is actually 2 short stories combined. They were previously published by Amber Quill Press back in 200 5 and 2006, and I figured since I liked them so much, I’d put them out there again. They’re just fun, sexy erotic stories, and I hope you enjoy them.

All you have to do to get it is go to Smashwords, and pick the format you want. WHen you check out, use this coupon code, and it’ll be free. VP96B

Mavericks of Space Anthology
This is the re-release of the erotic science fiction short story ABDUCTION and it’s sequel TRANSPLANT.

ABDUCTION
When Max Cooper, a “damaged” ex-Coast Guard officer, wakes up naked in a strange bed with no memory of how he got there, “alien abduction” is not what pops into his head.

It’s Captain Tyla Natori’s job to bring males from other worlds back to her own female-dominated planet to be put “on the market.” When she finds a perfect male speciman in the form of Max Cooper, however, she decides he’s the one for her, and he has no choice in the matter…Or does he?

TRANSPLANT
Max made his choice to stick with Tyla and become a Transplant on Triton. Only things aren’t going too smoothly, right from the start. Max wants to be Tyla’s only lover, and for a Triton woman, monogamy is unheard of. Then there’s the fact that the queen’s ordered Tyla to marry a Durian prince in order to prevent a war.

Nothing brings two people closer together than facing a common foe, but can Max and Tyla stop the marriage and still prevent a war?

Abduction:6,700 words
Transplant:6,591 words
Please note: These stories have been previously published, separately, and with a different cover. They contains explicit language, frequent graphic sex scenes.

“ABDUCTION by Sasha White is a quick sumptuous read that will have you squirming and wanting to abduct a love slave of your very own. Ms. White developed her characters quickly and solidly in an other worldly setting that you will want to visit again. – eCataromance Reviews

“Hot, fast-paced and erotic, the tension between Tyla and Max is sizzling. This sci-fi Erotica quickie delivers!” – Romance Divas

“Ms. White has a definite talent for writing captivating science fiction. Her descriptions of alien races, technology and foreign settings pulled me right in to the story, making the surroundings come alive. With a few well-placed details and a brave, sexy hero, Ms. White expertly fulfills the expectations of any science fiction romance fan.” – Just Erotic Romance Reviews

ROGUE HEART is the sequel to GYPSY HEART. It’s Miranda and Jakes story, and when I started it I thought I knew what was going to happen, but as usual, the characters surprised me. What surprised me even more is that as Iw as writing the story, I knew there was way more to it than I could fit into the short story format needed for the anthology. This has only happened to me once before, WIth SHIFT CHANGE, my short story in the Sex in the Office: Wicked Words Black Lace.

Shift Change was the start of Katie and Joe, and Bound was their story. While I am thrilled to get Miranda and Jake’s story out there, I know it’s just the start. I hope that when you read it, you get as excited to read the rest of their story, as I am to write it.

Here’s a taste of ROGUE HEART to tempt you.

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Miranda Grey glanced at the lone body in the pub when she came out of the office after locking everything up. The Zodiac was closed for the night, and she was finally alone with the man who’d been driving her crazy for the past two months.
Ex-military man turned pub cook Jake Wolf was the sexiest guy she’d ever met. Blond hair, blue eyes and muscles that bulged even when he was at rest made heat curl low in her belly every time she looked at him. During the past couple of months the man had made her realize just how hot desire could burn.
More importantly, Jake was the man who made her want to toss aside all the nice girl rules she’d grown up with and become the bold bad girl it would take to tame him. The question was, was she brave enough to actually go for it now that she had him alone?
Damn right she was.
Straightening her spine and pushing out her breasts the way she’d seen so many other women do, she ran a trembling hand over her hair, licked her lips and sauntered toward him. He kept his eyes on the pool table as he lined up a shot then sent the last colored ball into a pocket.
“Alone at last,” she said in what she hoped was a sultry voice. Yes, it was cheesy line, but it was all she could think of. She wasn’t exactly used to making the first move.
Jake’s lips tilted up at one corner. “Finally decided to go for it, huh darlin’?”
Damn it! Was she that obvious?
He’d been using casual touches and seductive smiles to taunt her sensually since the first day they met two months earlier. It was time to turn the tables on him.
Heart pounding, Miranda cocked a hip and studied him, unsure of exactly how to move forward without looking like the inexperienced idiot she felt like. She’d only had three lovers in her life, and none had gotten her as turned on as she was just standing there with Jake. Lord, how she wanted to get him naked and lick him all over. The heat in his eyes, and the butterflies that swarmed in her stomach every time he looked at her promised that he would open up a whole new world for her.
As if he could read her mind he set the pool cue on top of the table and turned to face her completely. “Well,” he said, holding his hands out, palms up. “Are you going to stand there all night, or are you going to take a taste?”
His challenge sent a ripple of pure hunger through her. Stepping forward until there were mere inches between them Miranda stood on her tiptoes, braced her hands on his shoulders and kissed him.
He stood still, his lips surprisingly soft and supple…and unmoving beneath hers. Heat built within as she rubbed and nuzzled at closed mouth until with a final frustrated growl she slid her hands into his hair to hold him and thrust her tongue between his lips hungrily. The instant her tongue touched his Jake came alive.
Firm hands circled her waist and pulled her flush against him as he pressed back and took control of the kiss … and of her heart rate.
Fire coursed through her veins and only his touch could put it out. Her sighs turned to moans then to growls as she rubbed and pressed against him. Miranda reveled in the hardness of his cock against her belly as her pulse raced and her insides trembled with her need. She did that. She made him hard with desire.
Jake pulled back, panting and staring deep into her eyes. “Are you sure you want this, Darlin’? I can’t promise you anything.”
“Can you promise me an orgasm?”
His lips twitched. “Yeah, I can promise you that.”
She slid her hands across his shoulders and pulled him against her again. “Then I’m sure.”
With a soft groan and a small shake of his head he kissed her again. Jake’s hands splayed across her back then moved up to cup her face as he deepened the kiss. But it wasn’t enough; he was going too slow, being too gentle. The fire in her blood demanded more from him.
Tearing her mouth out from under his she spoke before she thought. “Touch me, Jake,” she ordered as she met his heated gaze. Covering his hand with hers she led it to her aching breast. “Stop treating me like a damn virgin, and touch me like a woman.”
His eyes widened for a split second then his lips curled into a devilish grin. “Yes, M’am,” he said before he gripped her hips in both hands and lifted her onto the pool table. Stepping between her spread thighs he proceeded to do exactly that.

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Trivia Bit: This is my second time published in a Mammoth Book of... The second short story I ever wrote, was published in the Mammoth Book of Women’s Erotic Fantasies in 2004. This was when I first began writing and knew nothing about the industry and the story was published under my given name, and not as Sasha White, the pen name I started using at the urging of my Black Lace editor later that year.

Interestingly, both of the Mammoth anthologies I have stories in were edited by the fabulous Sonia Florens. I’m a lucky gal.

The band was playing and the heavy beat matched the low level throb in Lara’s blood as she moved. The heat of admiring eyes drifted over her skin. There were so many, male and female, all hot with passion that fired her blood.
She’d take one of them home that night. A man. A man with a big cock, plenty of passion and lots of stamina to help chase away the hot dreams of that arrogant egotistical … lawyer.
Large hands rested on her hips and a body brushed against her back. She glanced over her shoulder and winked at the bald college boy who’d moved in to dance with her.
She shouldn’t call him a boy, he was probably only younger than her by a year or two, but he wasn’t man enough to inspire a stronger title. His excitement and eagerness fairly bled from him as he rubbed his groin against her ass in an effort to be sexy. It might be a little mean of her to tease him, but she couldn’t stop herself.
She bent forward at the waist, pressing her hips back against him, and did a bump and grind that had her own body softening, readying itself for action. With a flip of her head, she straightened up, back arched as she rested her head against his shoulder and undulated against him in time with the music.
“You are so fucking hot,” he panted in her ear, his hands slipping over the smooth flesh of her belly that was bared by her crop top.
She spun in his arms just as the last notes of the song were struck, and the music faded into the crowd’s applause.
The band said they were going to take a short break, and everyone started to drift off the dance floor. It was time to rehydrate.
“Thanks for the dance,” she said to the boy, and spun on her heel to leave.
He grabbed her arm, halting her steps. “That’s it? Come on, baby. Let’s find a dark corner and get to know each other better.”
She looked at his hand on her arm before raising her gaze to his. She gave him a look that any smart man would recognize as a warning. College boy wasn’t stupid, and he released his grip.
“Yeah,” he said with a sneer. “Whatever.”
Lara headed for the bar without another word, and immediately spotted the lean blond parked there in leather pants and a snug black t-shirt.
Oh, shit.
Her heart kicked in her chest and every hair on her body stood on end. Karl looked so fucking good her mouth actually started to water. Saliva pooled on her tongue and her pussy clenched in recognition of what it hungered for. She’d been able to resist the lure of his challenge when she only had images of him in a suit and tie in her mind, but this … she had no resistance to the living fantasy in front of her.
Even worse, she wasn’t sure she wanted to.
Altering her course slightly she headed straight for him. “Well hello there, sexy. How are you tonight?”
“Feeling pretty good after watching your little show there,” he replied. “You move very well, sweetie.”
Pleasure swept over her at his compliment and she gave herself a mental kick in the ass. She knew she moved well, she didn’t need him to tell her that. Plus, he’d called her sweetie.
Lara eyed him.She realized he was being sincere and that sent a wave of pure desire rushing through her veins. Normally she hated it when men called her sweetie or baby or darlin’, or any number of chauvinistic endearments. But Karl’s lazily spoken words were different somehow.
“Thanks,” she said before smiling at the bartender and asking for a bottle of water.
When he set the water on the bar Karl handed him a bill before she could, and the bartender walked away.
“Thank you, again.” She turned to face Karl, stepping closer so that her hip brushed against his leather-clad knee.
She let her eyes roam over him, not bothering to hide the need simmering in her blood. Why should she? She’d made it pretty clear the other night that she wanted him. He’d been the one to walk away.
Remembering that, she shifted, a little unsure exactly how to handle him now. Unsure of how she wanted to handle him now.
As if he could read her thoughts, Karl’s lips tilted slightly and the lines around his eyes crinkled, making the small scar that ran through his left eyebrow shift. “You didn’t call,” he said.
Not wanting to shout in the loud bar, or let him sense her momentary doubts, she shifted closer. When she moved, he spread his knees wider and she automatically filled the spot.
“Why didn’t you call?” he repeated.
She arched a brow at him. “Why didn’t you call?”
He chuckled. “Because you’re the one who needs to decide if you’re really willing to do anything at least once.”
Would she? Wicked heat zinged from her brain to her sex in answer and she grinned. Payback could be so much fun, sometimes.
“Follow me?” she challenged.
His chocolate eyes darkened and his lips twitched as he stood so they were chest to chest. “Lead the way.”
With a little extra swing in her hip, she headed for the back of the pub.
The band was starting up again and they were going against the stream of people heading back to the dance floor. Karl’s hand rested on the curve of her hip, the heat of his body close behind her as they passed the mens room, then the ladies room and went straight out the back door.
She’d been antsy and horny before she saw him, but in the past three minutes her body had started to burn from the inside out. Everything in her was centered on having him – he was not going to walk away from her again. She was in control this time.
Karl was all man – all very sexy, very primal man. She might not know exactly what was going on between them, but she did know one thing for sure – she was woman enough to take him on, and revel in it.

Want more? See the first time Karl and Lara meet in THIS EXCERPT

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The stories BOUND, WATCH ME (Kink anthology), TROUBLE,WICKED and MY PREROGATIVE are connected by locations and secondary characters.

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When I was searching through my archives I was surprised at how hard a hard time I had finding snippets filled with humor. There were plenty of one liners and some sarcasm, but not a lot of funny, so I have to accept that Humor isn’t natural to my storytelling voice.

NO ANGEL from the MOST WANTED antholopgy had quite a bit of humor in it, but I used that one before…so I was determined to find another one. ROCK MY WORLD, my story in the Rock & A Hard Place anthology, is part of that same series, and I figured this snippet of sly humor, with some heat, might be nice to share.
For those f you familar with the Psychic Hunter stories started in SEXY DEVIL, you might really enjoy this short one because it features Gina & Caleb, the couple that started the whole series off.

Miranda from Joyfully Reviewedsays “Sasha White sets the pages on fire with passion in Rock My World. The story is a part of her Psychic Hunter series. Rock My World is the perfect title for this story! Gina and Caleb harbor an insane amount of chemistry and is explodes all over the pages. I enjoyed the mysterious part of the story as well. Rock My World is wickedly hot!”

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And here’s an excerpt for you.
*WARNING: You must be over 18 to read*

The one hour flight to Vancouver was uneventful, despite the fact that Gina was like a little kid—constantly shifting in her seat, playing with the entertainment screen, nibbling on Caleb’s ear and teasing him with naughty suggestions in his ear about the mile high club that made his dick throb.

Okay, so that hadn’t been like a little kid — more like a naughty lady, but damn he loved her.

She’d strolled into his life and turned his world inside out. Literally, and figuratively. He now knew there was way more going on in the world than he could’ve ever imagined, and he was full of more love and happiness than any man had a right to. Which was why he’d never complained about her “special” family and friends and the craziness that came along with them. Just because he’d never complained, that didn’t mean he wasn’t looking forward to some time away from it all, even if it was only a couple of days.

“I told the boys I wanted you all to myself tonight. We won’t see them until the gallery opening tomorrow night,” she’d said at the airport when he’d asked where Devil, her brother, would pick them up.

“Really?”

She’d winked at him. “Yes, really. Just you and me tonight, babe.”

It had been music to his ears. Music that made it very, very difficult to keep his hands off her during the cab ride to the hotel. Christ, she made him feel hotter than a horny teenager.

Tamping down his impatience, Caleb stood in line at the hotel front desk and thought about hockey while Gina sat in a nearby club chair, twirling a piece of purple streaked hair with a finger. Her dark eyes gleamed at him as she crossed her legs, her short skirt flashing a lot of leg.

The line shifted and he stepped up to the desk eagerly. Stating his name, he handed over his credit card and listened with one ear as the prim little desk clerk went through the motions. Gina strolled up and nestled against him, her scent taking over his senses while he listened to the clerk run down the list of hotel amenities.

“It’s okay,” Gina broke in gently. She flashed a sassy grin at the woman behind the counter. “We don’t plan to leave the room often.”

The clerk nodded, a new twinkle in her eye. “Room service is available twenty four hours a day.”

Caleb struggled to ignore the heat that flashed through him as his card was swiped and handed back to him. He shifted away from Gina’s lush little body with the pretense of putting the card back in his wallet. If she rubbed against him one more time he would lose it.

The image of lifting her onto the chest-high reception counter, shoving her skirt aside, and burying his face between her thighs filled his head and he bit back a groan.

As if sensing he was about to break, his little wild woman shifted her stance, cocking a hip and thrusting her breasts out obviously. He had just enough time to think Oh Shit! at the devilish light in her dark eyes before she slid a hand over his taut biceps and spoke loudly. “God, I love your muscles. I can’t wait to strip you naked and lick you all over before I ride you like a cowgirl at her first rodeo.”

Jaw slack, Caleb just stared at her for a second. Then a hot flush washed up his neck and over his cheeks, and his cock hardened to the point of pain.

Biting the inside of her cheek, Gina took the room key from the grinning front desk attendant and turned on a heel. She took three steps with her hips swinging deliciously before she turned back. “You ready, cowboy?”

He shook himself like a wet dog, and then chuckled as he grabbed the waiting suitcases and started to follow her. “Ready and willing.”

They didn’t speak in the elevator, and the heat grew between them during the short ride up. Gina used the key to open the door and Caleb followed her into their room.

He closed the door carefully then grabbed his wife and pinned her to it. The last few hours of almost constant teasing had tested his control, and he eagerly let it go.
Gina’s lush body cushioned him as he took her mouth in a hungry kiss. Flavor that was all her filled him and he sank into it, nibbling, biting and kissing his way across the exposed skin of her neck and shoulders. He filled his hands with luscious breasts and rocked his hips against hers, trying to get closer. Sharp nails scored up his back as she hooked a leg over his hip and undulated against him.

“Yes,” she moaned. “More. I want more, Caleb. Now.”

He tugged the collar of her tank top down and growled at the lacy bra that blocked the path of his lips. Eager hands tugged his T-shirt from his jeans as he struggle to undo her bra clasp. Finally, with a frustrated growl, he stepped back and tore the button fly of his jeans open. “Strip.”

Clothes flew and flesh was bared as they got naked with a speed that would’ve been funny if he wasn’t so damn anxious to bury himself inside her. When Gina wore nothing but her socks and boots, he couldn’t wait any longer.

“Fuck, who knew motorcycle boots could be so damn sexy?” he said as he moved in.

Reaching around, he grabbed her by the ass and lifted. With one hard thrust he was home. Bracing her against the wall, he began to move. Wet heat surrounded his cock, and he fought not to lose it as she wrapped her legs around him and her booted feet bounced against his ass.

“God, yes!” she shouted before sinking her teeth into his shoulder.

The little bit of pain had pleasure shooting to the base of his spine. Burying his face in the crook of her neck, he sucked in air and pumped faster. Heart pounding and blood rocking through his system, Caleb shifted a hand between them to palm a breast and tweak the rigid tip. Pressure built inside him and he pinched at the nipple between his fingers, making Gina gasp and squirm against him. Her cunt rippled over his cock and he groaned. He wouldn’t last long.

Pulling out, he set her down and spun her around. “Hands on the door,” he commanded as he kicked her feet apart.

As devilish and sassy as ever, Gina flipped her hair and smiled at him over her shoulder. “Yes, sir!”

With a feral grin, he grabbed her hips and slid his cock between her swollen pussy lips, torturing them both. “Are you sassing me, girl?”

“Never.”

With a laugh, he entered her again and began a slow and measured pace. “That’s my girl.”

She arched her back and wiggled her ass against him. Without thinking, he swatted her and she jumped. Her cunt clenched around him and they both groaned.

“God, Caleb. Stop fooling around and fuck me.”

“Your wish is my command.” Planting his feet and bending his knees, he reached around and cupped her swinging breasts. His hips pumped hard and fast, sliding in and out of her slick heat while she moaned loudly and pushed back against him. Her insides clenched greedily around his cock and his balls tightened, the pressure damming up at the base of his cock until he couldn’t hold back any longer. Leaning in, he reached between his wife’s thighs and pinched her clit.

Gina screamed, her pussy spasming around his cock as the top blew off his head and the world disappeared in a swirl of sensation. A primal groan of satisfaction roared up from deep inside and echoed through the room, mixing with her moans as she milked every drop from him.

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She does what she likes…
…and what she likes is absolutely wicked.

Kelsey Howard is happy with the single life. She has great friends, a fun job tending bar, and a nice apartment. Not to mention the freedom to enjoy a few wild sex games with strangers—the riskier the better. But what she’s really looking for in the darkness is love.

Then Kelsey realizes she’s got an annonymous stranger watching her every move—and every move she makes is arousing them both. In fact, not only is she not scared, she thinks she may have finally found her soul mate. Especially when she meets the mischievous mystery man in the flesh. That’s when the fun and games really start, and Kelsey realizes just how far she’s prepared to go for love.

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There are few things more enjoyable than lying naked on a sandy beach under a hot sun. Especially in a foreign country where no one knows me and I’m free do whatever, and whomever, I want.

Kelsey Howard, footloose and fancy free, answerable to no one. That was me.

Being single and adventurous made me the envy of many, and I had to admit, there were times when even I thought my life was blessed.

Cute as a kid, pretty as a girl, and then beautiful as a woman.
I do believe people see that when they look at me. I have to believe it, I’ve heard it my whole life. And on some days, I can even look in the mirror and see it. The problem is that I don’t always feel that way. I have a hole inside that needs to be filled, and despite the fact that I know filling it with food, drinks, and casual sex isn’t good, or smart . . . I still do it. I can’t stop myself. It’s the only way I know to fill that emptiness.

So really? Is it wrong if it makes me feel better? Even if it’s just for a little while?

Rising up a bit from my supine position on the beach, my elbows dug comfortably into the sand. I lounged in the heat of the Mediterranean sun and tracked the approach of my companion from behind dark sunglasses. Nope, nothing wrong with it at all.

Ocean water glistened over his bulging muscles as they rippled with every move he made. Hair slicked back and eyes intent on me, he prowled up the beach. Yeah, he was definitely prowling, and I was woman enough to appreciate it.

One of the few things I enjoy in life more than lying on a beach is lying under a well-built man. Both at once was a fantasy I was determined to finally have come true.

Marco was his name, and I’d met him at the hotel bar on my second night here. The all-inclusive resort we were at encouraged hedonistic behavior and after the first night spent watching everyone let loose, I was more than ready for my own sensual adventure. I’d almost given up hope of finding someone I could click with when he’d introduced himself and the sparks flew. Marco had proven to be very adventurous himself – a wonderful choice for my holiday fling.

I took a pull of tequila from the bottle I’d grabbed from the room’s mini-bar and a familiar tingle awoke low in my belly. Marco drew closer and I spread my legs a little wider, knowing he wouldn’t be able to avoid the temptation I presented.

Sure enough, hunger sparked in his dark eyes and he dropped to his knees at my feet. Large masculine hands cupped my bent knees and slid up my thighs, sending more tingles through my system.

“Hello there, stranger,” I said softly.

His teeth flashed in a predatory smile and he began crawling up and over my body until his mouth hovered over mine. “You look good enough to eat,” he said.

I looked to the left and saw no one, and then to the right. There was a couple about fifty yards down the beach, roasting themselves on a blanket and minding their own business, so I lifted my arms and pulled him down on top of me. “So what’s stopping you?”
He chuckled and kissed me hungrily. He tasted faintly of tequila and saltwater from the ocean, so I opened up and enjoyed the way our tongues rubbed together. The cool friction heated my blood and made my sex clench in anticipation. The nude beach we were on was part of the private resort where anything goes, and in that instant I made the decision to live up to my reputation as a wild child and enjoy every second of it.

I tilted my head back, and Marco took the hint, nuzzling his way down my neck. The sound of waves rhythmically lapping at the shore became an erotic symphony as he cupped my breasts and flicked the jeweled hoops there back and forth.

“So pretty,” he crooned. He wrapped his lips around one nipple and sucked hard, his tongue pulling at the piercing.

“Harder,” I urged him. A little pain always heightened the pleasure.

He complied and my hips jerked in response. Yes.

I slid my hands into his hair and nudged him lower. Eager to please, Marco slithered down my body until his talented mouth was hovering over my greedy cunt. His hands cupped my ass, lifting me as his tongue came out and flicked the jeweled hoop that pierced the protective hood of my clit. A sigh of pleasure slipped from between my lips and I pressed him closer.

Sometimes fantasies do come true.

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The stories BOUND, WATCH ME (in the Kink anthology), TROUBLE,WICKED and MY PREROGATIVE are connected by locations and secondary characters.

“MY PREROGATIVE is the perfect title to explore this intense tale of a naughty woman seeking love, but refusing to settle for the wrong man in her life… Ms. White grasped the concept of a woman’s needs and weaved a wonderful tale of realization. MY PREROGATIVE is an insightful and thought provoking page turner that I know you’ll enjoy.” —NightOwl Romance

4 STARS! “With her newest erotic romance, White proves again that she’s a force to be reckoned with. It continues White’s tales of love and lust in Vancouver. In Kelsey, the author has created a mature, fully developed character who is unapologetic about her sexuality and desires but is vulnerable in her desire to find a soul mate. While this book is a stand-alone, it is loosely related to White’s previous titles Bound, Trouble and Wicked.” — RT BOOKreviews

“Sasha White keeps her characters real and her storyline true with plenty of hot-n-steamy, I-need-a-fan kind of relationships. Her books are always fun and exciting, and this one is no different. I loved it!!” —Fresh Fiction.com

“Watching Kelsey go from throwing men away like used tissues to falling (against her will) for a strong hero like Harlan was a joy to read. I liked MY PREROGATIVE because it wasn’t your typical love story. There was no boy meets girl here; it was boy watches girl from afar and voyeuristic girl loves it! If you like erotic romance that’s not afraid to take a few risks, you’ll love MY PREROGATIVE.” —RomanceJunkies.com

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The stories BOUND, WATCH ME (Kink anthology), TROUBLE, WICKED and MY PREROGATIVE are connected by locations and secondary characters.

Be sure to check out the links at the bottom of the excerpt for behind the scenes and more excerpts from BOUND.

This weeks theme is BFF’s, so I picked the one where get to see Katie and her BFF, Julie, interact for the first time in the book.

“Oh. My. God.”’
Julie stopped dead in the middle of the lounge floor, a tray full of drinks balanced skillfully in her right hand, the fingers of her left hand wrapped around my arm. “You did it, didn’t you? You really did it!”’
The shock on my best friend’s face was outdone only by the excitement in her voice.
“Did what?” I tried to play innocent.
With my long blonde hair, big brown eyes, and wholesome smile, most people fell for it. Not Julie Anderson. She had been my best friend since grade school and she knew me too well to believe I was innocent of anything.
“You made your move. Somehow, you finally got up the nerve to hit on Joe, and he took you up on it, didn’t he? Oh yeah, and from the glow in your cheeks he was every bit as good as he looks.” She let out a husky chuckle, and a wicked glint I knew only too well appeared in her amber eyes.
Julie knew Joe had been the star of my fantasies ever since I first set eyes on his six foot, solidly muscled body. It wasn’t just his body that gave me a hot flash, or the way he looked in his security uniform with a big nightstick and handcuffs on his hip. It was the energy that radiated off of him.
Maybe I’d been hanging around Julie’s new-age roommate too much lately, but beneath Joe’s wavy black hair and intense blue eyes was a quiet strength, and a vibe that sucked me in and made me forget everything but him.
“Would you hush,” I warned. “I don’t need the whole world to know.” I skimmed the crowd in the small lounge and gave the bartender, a small wave.
“Relax,” Julie scoffed. “You know the people that come here don’t care what you do when you’re not here, even if it is something wild with ‘Big Bad Joe’. All they care about is that you cash out their winnings. That’s why you work here.” She paused and eyed me shrewdly, “Well, that and the fact that it drives your mother absolutely batty.”
Julie called Joe’s invisible energy his ‘bad boy’ vibe, but that didn’t do it justice either. First of all, he was no ‘boy’ bad or not. He was definitely all man, and the bad part? Well, something told me it was more than bad. It was almost . . .dangerous.
Watching him walk the casino floor was like watching an animal hunt. A sleek, sexy, panther prowling through the urban jungle. When he first arrived at Black’s his eyes were always shuttered. I never had a clue what the man was thinking or feeling, but I always got the feeling he saw everything. Even when I’d seen him smile and joke around with the other guards, I sensed he kept hiself on a tight leash.
I recognized that kind of self-control. It was the sign of someone that was hiding their true self, and it only made him more attractive and intriguing. It had made me want to see what it would take to make him lose it, and what it was that he hid.
I’d dreamt of having all that energy focused on me, but the reality of it had been way more than I’d anticipated. When we were in the surveillance office yesterday, I’d gotten a look behind those shutters and the intense emotions there had both scared and thrilled me.
“No one cares,” I muttered to Julie, glancing around the dimly lit lounge. “Except her.”
Julie peeked over her shoulder and saw Rene, my arch nemesis since grade school, standing at the oak bar watching us intently.
“Yeah, she cares. But she can’t hear us from over there so give!”
Before I could open my mouth and say anything, Louie, one of the many regulars who thought the world revolved around him, called out to Julie in a whiny voice. “I’m dying of thirst over here, sweetheart.”
I ignored him and eyed Julie. “Are you almost done?”
“Yeah, Rene’s already started taking over the tables, this is my last round.” She gestured to the full tray in her hand.
“Go finish up and cash out.” I waved her off. “I’ll wait outside and tell you all about it on the way to your place.”
“You’re on,” she said as she started off in Louie’s direction. “And know this . . . I want all the dirty details!”
I nodded and headed for the back exit, my eyes scanning the interior of the casino as I hurried through it. No way was I going to give Julie all the details of the night before. I wasn’t ever going to tell anyone the complete details! I’d share some of the good stuff with her. She was my best friend, and if it weren’t for her I wouldn’t know half the shit I knew about sex. Even Brad had considered me too much of a lady for anything other than the missionary position.
Well, okay, every now and then I’d taken control of the situation and climbed on top of him. He’d always been helpless to stop me when I did that.
The point is that Julie, and maybe her roommate Lillian, were the only people who would believe that I had the nerve to try and seduce someone like Joe. No one else knew that I had a bit of wild streak in me.

Behind The Scenes

Read an Excerpt
Read an Excerpt#2
Read an Unpublished Scene
The Bound Soundtrack

Don’t forget to check out SHIFT CHANGE, a short story in which readers met Katie and Joe for the first time.

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