Now to finish off the great week, I have the super duper Raven McAllan here, who by all accounts had a pretty good week too. Well, she met up with me after all..
Take it away, Raven
It's been one of those weeks.
One of those Chair Swivel Jiggle YEE HAA sort of weeks.
Not only did I meet up with Doris and my grandson, but I sort of had two books out.
Almost do I hear you say? How come almost?
Well, are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin. (Anyone else old enough to know where that phrase comes from? First correct answer wins an eBook from my back list.)
*jumps up and down*
Oh, it's my blog - duh. Can't enter.
Well, come one folks, you know don't you? Leave Raven a comment.
Anyway, I digress. I'm good at that. And procrastinating.
So, on Wednesday P.A. Partner was released by Evernight Publishing. I was driving to meet Doris, so I had no net, and when we met up… My phone was smugly saying no service no service.
Doris' phone was in a better mood and she gave me the great news. The book was up on Amazon with a five star review. That was fantastic to hear. So not only was I able to catch up with her and her family, I had a book out, and a great review. We had a brilliant catch up and I picked her brains over a print book back cover blurb. (Miss Simpkins' School for Seduction Vol. 1, due out in August.)
I followed the fantastic day up by visiting my son at Kirkwood Farm Holidays near Lockerbie where he works. It's a great farm estate with holiday cottages. I got to feed the orphan lambs… He, typical male, always thinking of his stomach, asked me not to forget to buy the mint sauce! I covered my lamb—Pixie's—ears. Nasty man.
It meant of course, still no net. He only gets to phone me when he's in a field or around the main cottage area. I was lucky enough to sample the new 5* holiday farmhouse, which has its own area of heaven, and I wasn't going to get the net turned on just for me. To be honest, in one way the lack of net, TV, and people worked so well. I got a lot of editing done, but I missed not being able to chat with you all.
So after an amazing Thai meal, lamb cuddling, feeding and quad bike riding, plus a fantastic night's sleep in a top-notch farmhouse, I get home to discover P.A. Partner had a lovely shiny Are star and is an Amazon best seller. Mega chair swivel jiggle.
Just in case you think "ohhh now then, I like the sound of that", I'll put the blurb and links at the end of this ramble.
To end such a great week, book one of Diomhair, Secrets Shared came out on general release.
You can imagine how excited I am with all this going on…
Can I pimp please? I didn't take Budda chocolate. Oh okay I did take Edinburgh Rock (400% sugar) but hey he was on holiday…
So let's brag a bit…
Martin has had the hots for his boss for as long as he can remember, so when Byron declares he needs a date to keep his mother off his back, of course Martin jumps at the chance.
He has one condition—he wants a night of unbridled sex with his boss. From P.A. to partner, can they make it last, or is this strictly a one time only offer?
A wee tease…
"Well, Boss?" Martin waggled his ears and crossed his eyes, two tricks Byron envied. Combined with a cock—coated with pre cum—that stood up proudly out of its nest of hair, and the faint sheen of perspiration that covered his body, it could have been silly, but it wasn't. It was climax inducing, erotic thoughts and needs.
"Oh, very well." Byron walked slowly across the carpeted floor to the edge of the bed, and opened the cupboard placed along side of it.
He took out condoms and lube and handed them to Martin before climbing on to the mattress to kneel at Martin’s feet.
Carefully, Byron lifted Martin's legs, so Martin's heels rested on Byron's shoulders, and his ass was a few inches off the sheets. The perfect position to fill him. Then he took the condom packet and slid the latex sheath out of it.
"Next time I'm going to ask you to put this on me. This time I want to come in you, not on you, so I daren't. Will you hand fuck yourself, Mart? Show me what you like while I get ready to cock fuck you?"
Martin's eyes blazed, and he licked his lips.
Fuck, that's sexy.
(also at Are and Bookstrand)
and a wee hint about Secrets Shared…
Secret. What's happens there stays there.
It doesn't matter whether you want to learn or teach, be in control or controlled, Diomhair could be the place for you.
The ruined castle deep in the Scottish countryside had been rebuilt into an exclusive, private, BDSM club, where people could learn about and enjoy the lifestyle.
Not everyone approved, and not everyone appreciated it, but for those who did and fit the criteria, it was somewhere to go and be themselves, relax and play.
And if you found love there, your own perfect match, well that could only be a bonus.
For isn't the secret to true love the biggest secret of all?
And to tease you…
They say never share a secret. Sometimes though, it’s the only thing to do.
Jess is looking forward to her night out clubbing with her best friend, but her anticipation turns to dismay when she realises the venue is a BDSM club not the disco she’d envisioned. After a disastrous experience with the lifestyle in her past, she’s adamant she wants nothing to do with it now.
David agreed to pick up his friend’s sister as a favour, and is surprised to find himself instantly attracted to the fiery Jess. The experienced Dom recognises Jess’ bluster for what it is—fear. There is no doubt in his mind that Jess is submissive, but getting her to accept that fact will take some doing.
David is determined to help her, but it is up to Jess to accept. When Jess does give in to her secret desires, can she truly let go and be the sub David is looking for, or will she hold onto her secrets?
At Diomhair you never know what will happen in the end.
and if you want to check my out all my books and nosy links are on www.ravenmcallan.com
Love R x