Turning Up the Heat for Valentine’s Day

Happy Valentines day all!

Today I thought I would bring in Valentines Day with a guest post by a blogger called Kitt Crescendo. Kitt and I share the same sense of risque twist on our blogs, although I must admit hers is a little spicier than mine.  I asked if she would be interested in doing a guest post for me and possibly introduce her new book to you all.  So herewith…….

Enjoy!


Valentine’s Day. A day for lovers. The world explodes in hearts and flowers, and focus falls on romance.

For some that means a pampering session, extravagant gifts, a night on the town for dinner and dancing. For others it’s a rose petal trail leading to a scented bubble bath, champagne, candlelight and satin sheets.

Me? It all depends on my mood. Sometimes that soft romance is nice. More often than not, though, I like the simple gestures… A nice dinner, made either for my man or by him (yes, I’m lucky enough to have one that cooks extremely well), my favorite music playing in the background…and a bit of fantasy fulfillment.

Recently I put out two novelettes as part of my Wild Side series. Both center on my main character, Danielle Monroe. Dani is one of those bold, outspoken women. When she sees something she wants, she’s not afraid to go after it, and she’s definitely not shy about sharing her innermost desires. As she says, “The only way to get what you want is to be willing to ask for it.”

Some would say that Dani and I have a lot in common, and they’d be right. When it comes to reaching out and grabbing what we want from life, we look past our fear to the possibility life has to offer. Life is too short for anything else.

So, whether you’re alone on Valentine’s Day and looking for fun and distraction or you’re with a partner and looking for some ideas on how to spice things up, I might just have what you’re looking for.

I hope you enjoy this excerpt from my most recent book, Four One Night.




Excerpt:
As we reached the guys, I let go of Candace and hooked my hand around Michael’s neck. Eager to share my pent up hunger, I yanked him down to indulge in a hard, heady mating of lips and tongue. The rough demand in my kiss was my loud and clear message that the time on the dance floor left me hot and ready for action.
When we finally separated, Michael whispered against my lips. “Holy shit! You and Candace were amazing out there, but now I feel left out.”
            My lips pursed together, but laughter still escaped. “Not for long!”
            His eyebrows drew together, curiosity written all over his face. “What exactly does that mean?”
            “I’m going to tell her to kiss you,” I shrugged.
            He blinked, surprised, and then snapped his fingers. “Just like that? How do you know she’d go for it? She doesn’t really know me!”
My head shook back and forth as I attempted for a look of feigned disappointment. “So little faith! Watch and learn.”
            Candace stood next to James, chatting, when I strutted over and pulled her to me again. My lips slammed down over hers and my tongue delved into her mouth. My assault continued until she moaned, eagerly giving way to my marauding. The sultry sounds she was making were unmistakable as her body nestled against mine. This girl was putty in my hands.
            Breaking away, I stared down into her baby blues. “Now, go kiss Michael.”
            With a nod ok she headed to where he stood watching us, a glint that looked a lot like mischief in her eyes. The green in his hazel became more intense as he tracked each predatory step she took. Though his arousal was obvious by the tightening of his pants, no words were exchanged. Candace leaned into his body and rubbed her hardened nipples against his chest. Slowly, she pressed her petal pink lips to his, giving him a taste of the wet, hot passion she shared with me. Surprised, he froze. The moment he realized this was no longer a fantasy, his tongue rushed to meet her desire.
“You are so hot.” he groaned as he peppered wet kisses from her cheek to neck and back to her mouth.
From where we stood, James and I watched their dueling tongues. Though it was sexy, my need to join them was strong and my pulse raced in anticipation. It was time for me to take the reins.
My body felt hot and overly tight as arousal seeped through every pore. Mischief surged through me as I looked up at my best friend. “Ready to join the party?”
He eyed me carefully as a slow, knowing smile spread across his face. “Michael wasn’t kidding when he said you wanted to play tonight.”
I snorted. “Tell me you’re not dying to join in. Watching them.” The jut of my chin in their direction sent his gaze flickering back to the lip locked pair. “It’s kind of hot, right?
“Kind of?” He dragged his attention away from the scene to roll his eyes at me. “You are a wicked, wicked woman. But you already knew that. It’s part of your charm.”
I pulled him down and smacked a noisy kiss on his lips. “Baby, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
Blurb for Four One Night:
Life is all about taking chances. You’ll never know how far you can go unless you try. Well, that’s my philosophy, anyway. My name is Danielle Monroe, but everyone calls me Dani. I’m the kind of girl that doesn’t just pay lip service to living life to the fullest. I reach out and grab it!

After a brutal day at work, unwinding by taking one of my best girl friends to a club for drinks and dancing was just what I needed. It also gave me the opportunity to make a shared fantasy with my boyfriend, Michael, come true. All it took was a quick phone call, a few friends, and the stage was set. Now, if I could just get everyone to take a walk on the Wild Side with me…
There’s no harm in asking, right?
Bio:

I’ve always been an avid reader with a vivid imagination, cementing my role as family story teller and librarian. As a military brat, I told stories to my younger siblings to keep them entertained while we travelled the world. Following my mother’s lead, poetry was my first medium for writing. With my love of all things steamy and romantic, it was only a matter of time before I began to write my own sexy stories.

I live with my best friend who I’m also lucky enough to call my husband, and my two dogs. Despite living in Florida, I’m a Midwestern girl at heart. I’m passionate about music, coffee and chatting it up with people who share my passions.




Where to Find Me:
Blog: http://theinnerwildkat.wordpress.com/
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http://twitter.com/KittCrescendo
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Email:
mailto:kittcrescendo@gmail.com

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Lanthie Ransom

Beefcakes Baby

My bond (mortgage) was approved for the purchase of my new apartment today.  So a really good friend of mine invited me out for the night in celebration therefore – a sort of a girls night out.

We decided to go to a bar called Beefcakes.  It is typically a gay bar with a nightly stage show starring 3 transvestites.

The evening started off a little late as my friend only collected me at 8.  We got there and I started drooling the moment I walked in the door.  It was filled with really hunky looking barmen.  They were also all rather young – probably in their early twenties.

Anyway, we made ourselves comfortable at the bar and had a drink or 2 before ordering something to eat from a menu which consisted primarily of  burgers.  The food was not great but hey, I was certainly not there for the food.

The stage show started at about 10 and was filled with good humor and overall a very enjoyable show.  The show starred 3 transvestites who all dressed up and imitated various celebrities – Madonna / Elvis / Marilyn Monroe / Tina Turner / Barbara Strisand etc etc.

After the show, the MC mentioned that the barmen were all feeling “a little hot” and would be taking off their shirts on stage and we were welcome to buy body shots off a barman of our choice.

So my dear friend decided to buy me a body shot. Yeah – not something I have done before but who am I to say no to this!

My “body shot” being prepped (need I say more ladies!)

(Yummy!)

I was so embarrassed doing this but I must admit was a load of fun.  I ended up home rather late and had an absolutely amazing evening.

Lanthie Ransom

I gave my Son a Playboy

Hubby brought home a Playboy magazine the other day.  Something I have not looked at for years.  A day later it was laying on my pile of magazines to read along with my Fairlady and Cosmo.  A little strange as this sort of mag usually sits on Hubby’s pile for a lot longer.

So of course I grabbed at the opportunity to have a look-see at the HOT NAKED BABES!  And “read some of the articles”.  And about 2 minutes later I had finished.

I felt quite let down actually.  There were a few naked pics and quite honestly I didn’t look at any of them and say “Oh, If only I was 18 again!”.  And I wasn’t very impressed with any of the articles either.

I remember when a Playboy magazine had a certain appeal to it.  Men would kill to get their hands on one – especially here in South Africa where it was banned.

You now get to see more revealing pictures on billboards here.

I ended up putting it on the kitchen counter and Hubby noticed.  He asked if I had finished reading it.  I gave him my opinion and he agreed.  He then picked it up and headed towards the paper re-cycling bin to put it in the trash. I stopped him and suggested we give it to our 16 year old son to read.  I mean why not.  My son has access to the www and I am sure perv’s over a lot juicier pics than this (or should I pretend my 16 year old would never look at naked pics of women).

Lanthie Ransom