The First Time Is The Sweetest is on #sale!

The very first romance I wrote, way back in August of 2010, is on SALE at BookStrand! Get it for $0.99! Only for a few days, folks!

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Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Menage a Trois/Quatre (MMF), Romantic Suspense
Word Count: 70,092
Heat Level: SEXTREME
Published By: Siren-Bookstrand, Inc.

 

Two men.

One woman.

A mystery shooter.

Who is trying to kill Sabrina and why? Will Jimmy be able to protect her, or will he need the help of sexy FBI agent Gabriel? And how can Sabrina resist falling in love when she experiences passion for the first time?

Despite the danger, she can’t help how she feels, especially not when Gabriel and Jimmy begin to rekindle the romance they had to abandon years ago. When she realizes that both men desire her just as much as they want each other, she falls head over heels for the first time.

When violence strikes, the only way out of disaster is for the three of them to trust in each other and in love.

 

What are people saying about The First Time is the Sweetest?

Happily Ever After Reviews – 4 tea cups!

“Mix a virginal heroine with a bi-sexual family friend and a bi-sexual FBI Special Agent, throw in some mayhem with possible gang repercussions, and you have an explosive mix. This story, as they say on the streets, ‘rocks.’”

Book Reviews R Us.com – 5 stars!

“There is a lot of heat to this book. It is not for the faint of heart. I recommend it!”

Story Excerpt:

“Can I open your jeans?” she asked. She wanted to touch his skin. Gabriel opened his eyes and looked at Jimmy for a long moment before he nodded. Sabrina moved her right hand over and used both hands to open the button at the top of his jeans. Pulling down the zipper was a bit more difficult as Gabriel’s erection pushed firmly against the metal. She got it halfway down before she stopped. She didn’t want to hurt him.

“Here,” Jimmy said, reaching over to help.

She felt his breath on her neck when he slid his right hand into Gabriel’s open jeans, pushing down gently on the other man’s cock so she could pull open the zipper. Gabriel moaned, and Sabrina sucked in a breath at the sight of Jimmy touching him. It was the most erotic thing she’d ever seen, even more so as she realized that this was the first time Gabriel had ever been touched so intimately by another man. The thought of that pushed the heat spiraling inside her even higher.

When the zipper was finally down, Jimmy slowly withdrew his fingers, stroking Gabriel on the way out. Gabriel breathed harshly, looking so completely debauched Sabrina couldn’t stop herself from licking her lips. She looked at his face as her right hand cupped him through the soft cotton of his boxer briefs, using her left to peel back his jeans. He’d closed his eyes by now and tipped his head back into Jimmy’s fingers. He looked gorgeous. The heat of his cock seared her palm as she ran her fingers up and over the crown, gently touching the wet spot on his underwear at the top. Suddenly he opened his eyes and she froze, the heat in them startling her. She couldn’t look away, even when she felt Jimmy’s lips against her neck. Then Jimmy’s tongue darted out, rasping her skin as he licked under her ear. She shivered and clenched her hand around Gabriel tightly. He bucked up into her grasp.

“Please—” he groaned, but Sabrina didn’t know what he wanted. She was out of her depth, completely.

She cleared her throat. “What do you want?” Sabrina ran her finger over the crown again. Gabriel shook under her hands but didn’t speak, thrashing his head back and forth. Jimmy moved his right hand onto her waist, rubbing against her ribs right under her breasts. His left hand cradled Gabriel’s neck and Sabrina felt him grip Gabriel’s hair in his fist.

“He wants you to pull down his boxers and touch him, Sabrina,” Jimmy murmured in her ear. Sabrina’s breath caught as Gabriel nodded distractedly. His hips twitched, making little bucking movements under her palm.

“Are you sure?” she asked Gabriel. “I don’t know what I’m doing.”

“Yes, yes. You couldn’t do anything wrong right now if you tried,” he muttered, moaning again as her fingers stroked him. Sabrina smiled to herself, enjoying the look on his face. She still felt bashful, but with Jimmy’s hand in his hair and her fingers on his cock, she could see that he couldn’t control himself any longer. He pushed himself into her hand again, then opened his eyes and stared hotly at her. “Do whatever the hell you want, Sabrina.”

A zing of excitement flashed through her. Given his firm encouragement, Sabrina found the courage to grasp the elastic of his boxers and gently pull them down. It was more difficult than she expected because his erection bobbed out toward her as she tugged the cotton away. Gabriel lifted his hips, and she pulled his pants and underwear down to his thighs until he sat there, fully exposed. She stared.

His cock arched up above his groin, thick and beautiful. He was uncut, the head flushed a deep rose color. A small, glistening drop of pre-cum decorated the tip. Sabrina licked her lips again, fighting the urge to bend over and lick him. Instead she stroked her hand up his length experimentally, and Gabriel groaned, shoving into her palm.

“God!” Sabrina looked up, afraid she’d hurt him. “I am so fucking hot right now.” Gabriel gasped and bucked again. The soft skin of him slid against her palm as Jimmy panted hotly down her neck. She paused, not sure what to do.

“No, Sabrina, don’t stop!” Gabriel groaned, gripping the sofa cushions with his left hand. His right hand flexed on her leg, and she realized he was holding back, trying not to frighten her. She watched as the skin of his cock moved under her fingers and then she let go, running her fingers through his pubic hair. His balls nestled tightly underneath and she fondled them gently, exploring their heft and wondering what it felt like when she touched them. When Gabriel moaned, she stopped again, not sure what to do. She hadn’t realized they were so sensitive. And she thought they’d be larger. Gabriel had his eyes closed, and he was definitely flushed now. Sabrina fondled him some more and watched a bead of sweat run down his face.

“Can I still ask questions?” she whispered, running her hand back up his length. Another drop of moisture seeped from his cockhead, and she ran her thumb over it, rubbing it gently into his skin as he bucked up into her grip. He gasped.

“What do you want to know?” Jimmy murmured in her ear when Gabriel didn’t respond. Sabrina felt herself breathing heavier, but even in her arousal she felt shy about voicing aloud what she wanted to know. “Don’t be afraid, sweetheart.” Jimmy stroked his hand along her ribs as she stroked Gabriel. When Gabriel opened his eyes and looked up at them, the blue was almost swallowed by the black of his pupils. Jimmy sucked in a breath, and Sabrina felt his hips move against her as though he needed to press against something.

Gabriel moaned again, and Sabrina abruptly realized she loved when he did that. It was hotter than her fantasies, hotter than anything she’d imagined. She hesitated, another question on the tip of her tongue, and Jimmy smiled reassuringly.

“You can ask us anything, okay?” Gabriel nodded agreement with his eyes closed.

“I always thought a man’s, um, balls would be bigger.” Sabrina grimaced, completely mortified that she’d said that aloud. Gabriel smiled, but didn’t open his eyes. She couldn’t believe she was doing this. She couldn’t believe she was holding Gabriel’s sex in her hand, feeling his warmth, the slightly moist skin. He was letting her touch him, letting her do whatever she wanted to him. And she especially couldn’t believe she was doing all this with Jimmy right next to her, breathing in her ear. Sabrina felt both powerful and shy, caught between the two emotions like she was caught between the two men.

“He’s really aroused right now,” Jimmy whispered. He’d moved his hand down from her waist and was inching over to Gabriel. He leaned over her and cupped Gabriel’s sac just as she slid her hand over Gabriel’s cock again. She wondered if she should lick her hand to make it easier to slide over him, but as soon as Jimmy touched the other man, Gabriel bucked in their grasp and she lost her train of thought.

“God!” Gabriel rolled his head back and forth on the couch now. Sabrina almost pulled away but Jimmy stopped her, holding her hand steady as Gabriel’s cock flexed beneath both of their fingers.

“When a man is this close to coming, his balls tighten up and draw close to his body. Sometimes, you can keep him from it if you grasp them and pull them gently down and away, like this.” As he spoke, he gripped Gabriel again, gently but firmly, and pulled down the sac as Gabriel groaned. His cock pulsed under her palm. Then Jimmy let go and moved his hand up to cover Sabrina’s.

“Shit! Stop fucking teasing me!” Gabriel gasped weakly. Sabrina’s eyes flew up to Gabriel and then Jimmy, who laughed and then looked at the other man.

“All right, Gabriel, hang in there,” he said, his voice low and sexy, and Sabrina watched Gabriel shiver at the sound. Wow, Sabrina thought. He’s as attracted to Jimmy as I am! Then Jimmy pulled her hand away from Gabriel and she had a moment to be confused before he spoke again.

“Sabrina, here, lick your palm, okay?” Jimmy brought her right hand to her mouth. Just as she went to lick her palm, Gabriel’s eyes shot open and he looked right at her, his pupils blown with arousal. She licked her skin slowly, not looking away. She even sucked briefly on one of the fingers Jimmy had curled around hers. Gabriel swallowed hard and Jimmy choked. Arousing two men at the same time has to be some sort of accomplishment for someone as inexperienced as I am, Sabrina thought, feeling a thrill. She was really here, touching them even though she was still a little scared, but the way Gabriel looked, gripping the sofa’s cushions and shaking, was enough to convince her that she wanted more. A lot more. Jimmy brought their hands back down to Gabriel’s cock and slicked her palm down over the crown. When Gabriel thrust up, she curled her fingers around him, savoring the silky heat.

“This part is the most sensitive,” Jimmy instructed, moving her thumb carefully, rubbing it into the spot just beneath the top while the other man thrashed his head. “Most men really like it when you stroke them there.”

Sabrina did as he instructed, delighted when Gabriel moaned again. His balls drew up even closer to his body as he opened his legs further. His cock flushed a darker red and she’d never seen anything so beautiful in her life. She wanted to lean down and kiss him, right on the top, but wasn’t sure if she should. She let Jimmy move her hand some more.

After a few more strokes, paying careful attention to that one spot, Jimmy shifted and murmured in her ear, “He’s really close now.”

Retro release sale – The First Time is the Sweetest!

A long time ago in a galaxy— uh, okay, maybe not in another galaxy, but a long time ago for sure, I wrote a novel. It was my very first one and it was scary and fun and sexy and, well, The First Time is the Sweetest is on sale at BookStrand! Get it for half price at BookStrand only! The offer ends on June 27!

buy links: BookStrand – Amazon Kindle – Amazon – Print – Barnes & Noble – Barnes & Noble Print – Kobo – iBookstore

Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Menage a Trois/Quatre (MMF), Romantic Suspense
Word Count: 70,092
Heat Level: SEXTREME
Published By: Siren-Bookstrand, Inc.

Click here to read an excerpt.

 

Two men.

One woman.

A mystery shooter.

Who is trying to kill Sabrina and why? Will Jimmy be able to protect her, or will he need the help of sexy FBI agent Gabriel? And how can Sabrina resist falling in love when she experiences passion for the first time?

Despite the danger, she can’t help how she feels, especially not when Gabriel and Jimmy begin to rekindle the romance they had to abandon years ago. When she realizes that both men desire her just as much as they want each other, she falls head over heels for the first time.

When violence strikes, the only way out of disaster is for the three of them to trust in each other and in love.

 

What are people saying about The First Time is the Sweetest?

Happily Ever After Reviews

Rating: 4 tea cups!

Mix a virginal heroine with a bi-sexual family friend and a bi-sexual FBI Special Agent, throw in some mayhem with possible gang repercussions, and you have an explosive mix. This story, as they say on the streets, ‘rocks.’

Sabrina Birch is the damsel in distress, a never dated, never been kissed virgin, ready to start graduate school. She’s being left at home by her lawyer father, someone who regularly provides pro bono services for those in need. He leaves his daughter in the care of family friend, Jimmy, five years her senior and recently back from overseas as a journalist.

In the first part of the story, Sabrina and Jimmy start to ignite their passions, but are interrupted by gunshots. Enter the FBI. Gabriel, an old friend of Jimmy’s, who once shared a passionate kiss, becomes the third spoke.

Erin Leaf’s story is really about Sabrina’s sexual blossoming and her acceptance of an alternative lifestyle. She starts as a repressed woman-girl and arcs to a woman comfortable in her own skin, sharing lovers with her two bi-sexual men. In the first half, the sexual tensions mounts, not unlike sex itself, and is not fully consummated until later.

The story is really the sexual tension and encounters between three people who love each other and there are scenes of both homosexual and heterosexual couplings, which, in this reader’s estimation, are well written and show the attraction between the three. The story of Sabrina’s peril becomes a thread woven through the narrative of these people as they express their affections.

Their real peril does not come from gang activity, but something, which I will not describe, so you may enjoy this book. I found Sabrina’s character unusual, in that she, at twenty-one, has never been kissed or dated, much less still a virgin. I believe Erin Leaf writes her younger than her twenty-one years; her characteristics seem immature for the age she is supposed to be. However, I do realize I could be wrong here. Certainly there are virgins and socially naive twenty-somethings.

This is an entertaining book, easily read and with enough sex, well written scenes of Male/Female, Male/Male and a ménage à trois to warrant my heat rating of four.

“An easy to read, titillating story of love, expressed many ways, makes this erotic romance (with a happily for now ending) burn the pages. The story of their peril, punctuated by physical expressions of love make you turn the pages, but not always without re-reading some of the eroticism.”

Reviewer: Desmond
*****
Book Reviews R Us.com

Reviewed by Stephanie Rollins for BookreviewsRus.com

5 stars!

Sabrina is a 21-year-old nerdy graduate student who has never been kissed. How she longed for more experience, but her first kiss was disgusting.

Jimmy, the older boy-next-door, suggests that he teach her. He and his friend, Gabriel, teach her to kiss and so much more. There is m/m, m/f/m, and m/f.

The plot is strong, also. Someone is trying to kill or kidnap Sabrina in order to seek revenge on her father, a lawyer. Gabriel happens to be a Special Agent of the FBI who is in charge of guarding her.

There is a lot of heat to this book. It is not for the faint of heart. I recommend it!

Write more books (preferably ones that don’t suck).

I hate ninety percent of the books I read. Yes, yes I know: hate is such a strong word, it’s all a matter of opinion, what’s good for the goose isn’t always good for the gander and other clichés, but whatever. Most books suck. (Either that or I’m terribly picky. The queen of finicky.)

Some are so bad I give up in the middle rather than slog through the whole thing. It’s as if the words on the page got together and decided that it would be fun to torment the reader: hackneyed dialogue, passive voice, adjective abuse. Sometimes the main character is so hateful or stupid or whiny I want to punch him or her in the nose.

Some are just meh (my vocabulary word of the week). My younger teen uses it to describe school. My older teen uses it to describe his younger brother. I also saw it in a book review recently. It’s the new “whatever.” It’s the kind of word that says: I didn’t have the energy to throw this in the trash so I might as well finish reading it. Meh books comprise the biggest portion of my ninety percent.

Some books are so godawful that I actively despise them. These I usually finish just so I can knowledgeably diss them to any friends/family/victims who happen to wander by. I say stuff like: OMG did you read [insert book title here]? It was WRETCHED. The heroine was a dog-walker who fell for her cousin’s meth addict half-brother/stepson! They boinked in the back freezer of a butcher shop in between sides of COW! (I try to make sure my voice grows more shrill with every phrase so as to press upon my listener the complete hideousness of the book.)

I’ve been reading for four decades (yes, frightening, I know) so I’ve read a LOT of horrible books. At some point I said to myself: honey, it’s time. Write a book and see if you can do any better. Since that elusive ten percent of absolutely brilliant writing happened so rarely (novels which are so excellent I cried with envy and despair as I read each delicious word), I decided I should write my own. I would write the book I wanted to read.

Uh-huh.

That didn’t go so well, as you can imagine. Do you know how difficult it is to avoid passive voice/hackneyed dialogue/adjective abuse? Filter words exist solely to pop up in the middle of any paragraph I write, laughing and giving me the finger. Then there’s the length issue. Do you have any idea how long an average novel runs? 50,000-60,000 words. Do you know how long I can sit still? [Insert unintelligible vocalization of derision here.] At one point I almost resorted to stapling my ass to my chair. I gave myself little rewards: chocolate if I finished a chapter (this did not help the size of my butt), more chocolate if I finished two chapters (butt still spreading), and chocolate with caramel if I finished three (yes, I know this is the opposite of what I should do if I want to be physically functional but too bad-I don’t need to walk to write). Eventually I got the hang of it and published some novels.

Unfortunately I still have the original problem: most books suck. Most books will always suck, especially those that seem fun to read at first. They will suck giant ass rocks and they will suck tiny little turds of poo. They will suck until the sun explodes and our planet collapses into a heap of molten carbon (at which point I’ll be like: Whoa. Fireworks. Then I will consume my body weight in chocolate until I explode. I mean, what the hell else is there to do when that happens?)

There’s only one solution to the “most books suck” problem: write more books (preferably ones that don’t suck).

 
Of course, I’m sure there’s someone out there who thinks my books suck.

 

 

That’s ok.

 

 

No, really. They can go write their own books.

 

That don’t suck.

 

 

 

Me? I’ll be eating a ton of chocolate while I type happily into the sunset (which looks really, REALLY BIG right now. And HOT. Um.
WTF?).

How writing is like kissing (and repression is your friend)

My first kiss involved a street corner, a dumb blonde (not me, the guy), and a lot of regret (on my part). I’d just gotten off the school bus (I think I was in tenth grade but I was a nerd so give me a break). There were  kids everywhere. Trash littered the sidewalk. My mother was just inside the building across the street and she normally stood near the window. The amount of humiliation possible with this particular kiss was EXTREME.

I was nervous. I’d been hinting to the guy for weeks that I was interested but he wasn’t the brightest fork in the drawer. When he finally made his move I was so relieved. . . except the kiss was TERRIBLE. Awful. Unbelievably bad in ways I won’t go into because of the risk of triggering a disturbing traumatic flashback.The guy was cute, but kind of a jerk. I was surprised by this for about three seconds (the time it took me to jerk my head AWAY) then I thought: “Oh yeah, that’s right. Never judge a book by its cover.”

First kisses: ah, what could be more godawful? Um. . . the first thing you ever write. It’s usually utter drivel. Dreck. LAME personified. The first thing I ever put down on paper involved bunnies. And rainbows. Or maybe unicorns. I am still busy repressing those memories.

The only thing that makes it all better is that if you keep at it, it gets better. Years later, the first kiss I shared with my husband was EPIC in its awesomeness. Happily writing works the same way. You keep at it and it gets better.

The very first novel I wrote was The First Time is the Sweetest. I’d written other things but never a full-length novel. To this day, the title makes me giggle a little bit. Virgin heroine and virgin novelist: what synergy! So appropriate! Hilarious! It’s on sale right now at BookStrand (50% off) because they’ve just Retro Released it. I’m really fond of this book. Unlike my first kiss, I have great memories of writing it and releasing it into the world.

Of course, I’ve moved on a bit since then. I’ve had FOUR other books published since then, most recently Love Storm which is still on multiple bestseller lists at BookStrand! Someone gave it a five star rating (thank you unknown reader). And I got to play with weather when I wrote it! The main characters kick ass!

I also have a brand-new novel coming out this Friday. I had a blast writing this one: Kiss Is A Four-Letter Word. There is a scene in this book at a charity kissing booth that makes me squee in hilarity every time I think about it (hot + funny = squee). There are so many first times in this book: first kisses, first realizations, first confessions. Oh and guess what? The heroine in this new novel is a tad inexperienced. She may even be a virgin. . .

Release date May 18, 2012 from Evernight Publishing.

Discount on bestsellers!

The First Time is the Sweetest is still on sale at Siren-BookStrand. Get a 15% discount on my first erotic romance! This offer ends January 12.


buy link: http://www.bookstrand.com/the-first-time-is-the-sweetest


[Ménage Amour: Erotic Contemporary Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F, with M/M, Suspense]
Two men.


One woman.

A mystery shooter.
Who is trying to kill Sabrina and why? Will Jimmy be able to protect her, or will he need the help of sexy FBI agent Gabriel? And how can Sabrina resist falling in love when she experiences passion for the first time?
Despite the danger, she can’t help how she feels, especially not when Gabriel and Jimmy begin to rekindle the romance they had to abandon years ago. When she realizes that both men desire her just as much as they want each other, she falls head over heels for the first time.
When violence strikes, the only way out of disaster is for the three of them to trust in each other and in love.
A Siren Erotic Romance

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Happily, my new book Appassionato is still on sale and will be for several more weeks! Get this new bestseller now at Siren-Bookstrand!


[Ménage Amour: Erotic Paranormal Ménage a Trois Romance, M/M/F]
When Emma dreams about super-famous rockstar Duncan and his friend Jake, it never occurs to her they might be dreaming too. About her. Everyone knows dreams aren’t real, but what will happen when the trio’s shared visions develop into a passion that can’t be denied?
When reports of a new “bonding” phenomenon surface, Duncan and Jake finally realize why they feel so connected to the sweet high-school librarian they’ve never met. The headaches and dreams suddenly make sense, but it isn’t until they meet Emma face-to-face that instinct takes over, and passion binds their minds and bodies into a link that can’t be broken.
Then, just as the happy ending Emma always hoped for seems possible, a hostage crisis and a series of kidnappings threatens everything. Can the trio unravel the conspiracy in time to protect the future of their bond?
A Siren Erotic Romance

A new review from Book Reviews R Us.com

This went up a few weeks ago but I’ve been so busy writing for NaNoWriMo that I completely forgot to blog about it:

Reviewed by Stephanie Rollins for BookreviewsRus.com

“Sabrina is a 21-year-old nerdy graduate student who has never been kissed.  How she longed for more experience, but her first kiss was disgusting.

Jimmy, the older boy-next-door, suggests that he teach her.  He and his friend, Gabriel, teach her to kiss and so much more.  There is m/m, m/f/m, and m/f.

The plot is strong, also.  Someone is trying to kill or kidnap Sabrina in order to seek revenge on her father, a lawyer.  Gabriel happens to be a Special Agent of the FBI who is in charge of guarding her.

There is a lot of heat to this book.  It is not for the faint of heart.  I recommend it!”

Thank you so much, Stephanie!

Things are getting steamy

at Michele Zurlo’s The Steam Room. Want to read an excerpt from “The First Time is the Sweetest?” Want to know what I do in my spare time? Go here:

The Steam Room — Featured Friends — Erin M. Leaf

And the lovely Michele was gracious enough to ask me a few more questions:

Michele Zurlo’s Blog — TSR welcomes Erin M. Leaf

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