Tuesday, February 23, 2010

A Hot Excerpt of the book that's up for grabs... And a Bartender!

Okay, it came to my attention (when he tied up my hands) that my party was lacking the famous bartender... Well, since he was so nice to untie me... I thought I would share him with those new to the Hussy Lair!!! Please give a warm welcome to my personal bartender... Caleb!


The "edgy and erotic" (Shannon McKenna, New York Times bestselling author of Tasting Fear) author of Tie Me Down and Full exposure offers another steamy novel of sex, lies, and sultry games. Burned once too often, true crime writer Lacey Richards has sworn off love. Instead, she explores her deepest desires through her anonymous- and very provocative-blog. Anonymous, that is, until her dark and ultrasexy neighbor discovers her dirty secret. Stockbrocker-turned-carpenter Byron Hawthorne gave up life in the fast lane, hoping to start over in a new city. When he learns his alluring neighbor is the one writing the sizzling blog that keeps him up all night, he can't resist offering to fulfill her fantasies in the flesh. But Byron isn't the only man provoked by Lacey's writing. Now Lacey doesn't know who she can trust-and who she can dare to tease.


Lacey shivered, despite the heat, her body trembling under her neighbor’s intense scrutiny. Part of her wanted to look away, wanted to pick up her water glass and head indoors. But she couldn’t move, couldn’t think. Could barely breathe as her entire body lit up from the inside.
What was it about this man, with his black eyes and roguish grin that turned her on so much? That held her transfixed on her balcony when she should be doing anything but this? She knew better—had known better since Curtis had used and abused her—and yet she here she was, unable to look away. Worse, she was enjoying every second of watching him watch her. Was reveling in the arousal arcing through her body.
In the distance, lightning flashed. Once, twice, followed quickly by the sharp crack of rumbling thunder. The air around her grew heavier, wetter—as did her body at this sudden advent of the storm. The wind picked up, whipped through her loose hair and down her bare arms. Lifted her skirt and flirted with the soft, damp skin of her upper thighs.
And she let it.
Then watched, fascinated, as—across the courtyard-- her neighbor’s eyes narrowed dangerously. She nearly grinned as he focused on her open thighs—and, she hoped, the small scrap of pink lace that was the only thing separating her from his view.
Desire escalated to need and she felt her breath catch. Sweat bloomed on her skin, ran in rivulets between her breasts and down her back and still she didn’t go inside. Didn’t cover herself. Didn’t so much as move.
She couldn’t.
Watching him watch her was the most erotic experience she’d ever had.
The breeze felt good as it caressed her thighs, as it slid between her breasts and crept softly down her neck. She imagined it was his hands touching her--that it was his long fingers trailing so languorously over her most private parts-- and nearly whimpered.
Biting her lip to keep the sound from escaping, she watched as his jaw clenched at the tell-tale movement. Watched as his entire body tensed.
He knew exactly how she was feeling, knew exactly how turned on she was. His knowledge was dangerous, disconcerting and would have been completely unbearable—after all knowledge was power when it came to love and war—except for the fact that he was as turned on as she was.
Maybe more—although Lacey wasn’t sure that was possible.
The wind picked up, its caresses growing stronger. If she closed her eyes she could pretend that it was him teasing and tormenting her. That it was him bringing her one step closer to crazy.
But she couldn’t look away, couldn’t let her eyelids fall. His hands, clenched on the iron railing, had the muscles of his forearms standing out in stark relief—a silent testament to the fact that he was burning as she was.
The need was building in her—teasing her, tantalizing her, taking her over with the promise of sensual satisfaction. Suddenly her nipples were so tight that even the light fabric of her tank top chafed them and her lower body ached with the need to be filled. To be taken after so many long months of celibacy.
This time she couldn’t stop the whimper that escaped, any more than she could stop herself from stroking the back of her hand down her neck and over her chest. With a sigh, she moved her hand even lower until she was cupping her left breast—massaging slowly and firmly as her thumb glanced across her nipple. Once, twice. Then again and again as her body spiraled up and nearly out of her control.
And still she watched him. Still she maintained eye contact as his body stiffened and his hands clutched the wrought-iron railing with the desperation of an addict looking for a much-delayed fix.
Setting her water glass down on the table beside her, she brought her right hand to her stomach. Lifted the soft cotton of her camisole so that she could trail her fingers up and down the sensitive skin of her stomach. She shivered at the first touch of cold fingers on hot skin, but the chill didn’t last long. It couldn’t—not when her neighbor stared at her with fiery eyes. Not when her own need was growing more desperate with every second that passed.
As she moved her hand lower, skimming it over the bare skin of her upper thighs, a little voice in the back of her head started clamoring. What was she doing, it asked. Was she insane? She didn’t know this man, didn’t know anything about him. And she was out in the open, where any of her neighbors could see.
Out in the open, where anyone could see.
She tuned the voice out, didn’t listen. Couldn’t listen as her body continued to operate on a frequency her conscious mind no longer reached. She was too far gone, desire and need and the months of self-denial all tied together as her body searched for the release it was desperate for. She’d deal with the consequences later, put up with his knowing looks and sly smiles if she had to. Right now she needed to come and for reasons completely unknown to her, it had to be here.
Had to be in front of his passion-glazed eyes.
Had to be with this man, whose desire was making hers burn hotter and brighter than it ever had before.
With a sigh, she let her head fall back against the lounge, then let the chaise take the weight of her upper body as she skimmed her fingers closer and closer to her inner thighs. Part of her wanted to just do it, to rush for the prize—the sweet release—that was only a few finger strokes away.
But there was something addictive about the power she felt in these moments, about the incredible raptness she was inspiring in her audience of one. His gaze was rapt, intense, his jaw rigid. His muscles so tight that she could see them bunch and ripple even across the courtyard. The knowledge that he was as captivated by her as she was by him, moved through her—right now a bomb could go off and he wouldn’t flinch, wouldn’t move. Hell, he probably wouldn’t even hear it. That’s how intent he was on her.
After months—years—of being the good little girl, it felt good to be wanted. After a lifetime of playing the innocent for men like Curtis—and taking whatever they gave her—it was fabulous to wield total control over her own pleasure.
And over his.
The tension inside of her built at the thought, had her teetering on the edge of a truly unbelievable orgasm before she’d so much as run a finger over her clit. Deciding she’d waited long enough, feeling more powerful—and more aroused—than she could remember, Lacey slipped her index finger beneath her pink lace thong and scooted the material out of the way so that she was totally open, totally bare. So that there was nothing between her most secret flesh and his most enthralled gaze.
And then, when she was sure she had his undivided attention, she began to stroke.

Go --->>> here to see Ms. Tracy's first day at the Hussy Lair and enter in for a chance to win Full Exposure!!! Good Luck.... To be entered in the contest just leave us a comment on this post!!!

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  1. sitting here with parched throat for two reason, gawd Caleb you scorch my retinals every time i can look at you *shivers in delight* and reason #2 quote excerpt: Watching him watch her was the most erotic experience she’d ever had.

    Reading him, watch her as she experienced the most erotic moments was my most erotic moment of today.

    Does that thought make sense? Hhmmm well it is one helluva erotic appetizer!

  2. Hi Caleb,
    Do you mind just pouring a little salt on your abs so that I can have my shot of tequila? *pretty please*

    As for Tracy's latest...wowza! I badly want to read it!

    Happy Blogoversary Cecile!
    Anna Shah Hoque

  3. Oh Caleb darling, you look like you are waiting for some lucky hussy to snuggle right up.... *batting her eyelashes*

  4. A hot man and a hot excerpt..you made my day!!

    **looks in glass**Caleb, I need a refill and keep 'em coming..its Cecile's blogiversary after all!!

  5. HOT!
    Well nice cos I am heading out in the cold now ;)

  6. Now he is one FINE looking man. *g*

  7. Okay it was worth stopping in today as just got back from the grocery run in the cold wet rain. I am now warm and toasty, thank you Cecile and thanks to the steamy excerpt from Full Exposure now need something cold to drink!!!

    jackie b central texas

  8. Welcome Ladies! It is always my pleasure to serve you all **evil wink**

    Leontine, I will get right on that drink for your parched throat honey.

    Anna, welcome honey. Salt on my abs... humm... Interesting, let me grab the salt shaker and line up the lime and tequila for you.. **wicked grin**

    OH Sweet my dear, so glad you came back. I luv me sum snuggling! Come right on over!

    elaing8! There is my party girl!
    I am aim to please my dear! A refill the lady orders, yes ma'am **tips imaginary cowboy hat, lol**

    Blodeuedd! Hey darlin'! Oh, let me get you something to warm you before you head out in the cold!! **Evil wink**

    Dru, well hello there. Is there something I can offer to you?!?

    jacabur1. Hi there. Welcome to Cecile's Hussy Lair. What can I get for you today hon?

  9. Hey ladies! I am glad that you are liking the excerpt here... and of course my lovin, hot, sexy bartender! Isn't he something. Blodeuedd, one shot of Caleb and you will be able to face old man winter! Promise! ***wicked smile**

    Now do not forget, if you did not sign up for the contest, hop over to yesterday's post to enter for this book you are reading about right now. Isn't this book freaking scorching hot!!!! Not quiet as hot as Caleb though!!!

  10. Another great excerpt hon...

    Thank for the heads up...


  11. Hey Caleb,
    Are we going to do some body shots?

  12. Thanks for the yumminess!

  13. Tasty! You sure know how to throw a party!

  14. Boy, I'm glad you brought out the bartender since I could use a drink after that steamy excerpt! Something in the hot toddy variety would be nice.

    joderjo402 AT gmail DOT com

  15. Do you know how hard it is to tear your eyes away from Caleb to read the excerpts? But I'm glad I did.

    Hawt! : )

  16. Hey Sweetie!

    Awesome! Hot Hot Hot!!! Love it all!


  17. Ooooo this looks really good. Thanks for the heads up, Cecile!

    Hugs, VFG

  18. Just sharing in knowledge!!!

    Erotic Horizon! Thanks for stopping by honey! Missed ya! Hope all is well!

    Jane, welcome! Please, make yourself at home!

    Mandi, isn't he something else!

    Eyre, you are more than welcome honey!

    Chris! I do try my best Chris... I do try!!!

    joder! Hey hon, how have you been? Isn't that excerpt something else! Ms. Wolff sure does know how to raise up the heat!

    Lynne Roberts! Hey hon! Glad you could make it over! Girl, if you knew how long it took me to start sharing him, lmbo!!!

    Houston A.W. Knight, hey honey! I am glad you were able to make it!!

    VampFanGirl!! Hey honey! How much have I missed you, hope all is well!! Thanks for coming over!

  19. you won a blog award!


  20. That pic is to die for and the book sounds very interesting.


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With hugs, love and smiles... Cecile

My Fictional Smutty Boyfriend.... =)