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.”

Sales Everywhere! Go read something…

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Evernight is having a sale this weekend!

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Appassionato released!

Marked Mates release day!

Today is the release of book four in the Dream Marked Series: Marked Mates. This steamy installment of my sizzling menage universe stars President Morgan Wilde, metalworker Sparrow Martin, and geek extraordinaire, Justin Boyd. Get it at BookStrand for 15% until Nov. 20— you will soon find yourself paging through their adventures as they battle bad guys, drones, and their own desires.

In a few weeks, you’ll be able to buy the book on Amazon and at other distributors.

buy here – BookStrand

Marked Mates

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Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Menage (MMF), Paranormal, Romantic Suspense
Word Count: 55,627
Heat Level: SCORCHING
Published By: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
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Click here to read an excerpt.

When Sparrow dreams about President Morgan Wilde, she thinks she’s going crazy. Ordinary people like her don’t bond with the President, right? But when she dreams about a second man along with Morgan, she knows she needs to find her bond-mates or risk losing her mind.

Morgan knows he’s bonding, but he has no idea what to do about it. One of the people he’s dreaming about is a man whose face he can’t even see. As President, his responsibility is to his country, not his own desires. Of course, when Sparrow shows up during a White House tour, he discovers dreams can’t be denied.

Justin Boyd is working on a secret project and he doesn’t have time to figure out what’s wrong with him. He’s been sleeping badly for months, but he doesn’t have any of the signs of bonding: no wrist tattoos, no headaches. So why do two people haunt his dreams, night after night?

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Preorder Marked Mates!

Marked MatesYou can preorder a copy of Marked Mates at a 15% discount at BookStrand right now! This is it, folks—Dream Marked #4! To preorder, click HERE.

 

Coming November 13, 2013!
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Categories: Erotic Romance, Contemporary, Menage a Trois (MMF), Paranormal, Romantic Suspense
Word Count: ~55,000
Heat Level: SCORCHING
Published By: Siren-BookStrand, Inc.
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When Sparrow dreams about President Morgan Wilde, she thinks she’s going crazy. Ordinary people like her don’t bond with the President, right? But when she dreams about a second man along with Morgan, she knows she needs to find her bond-mates or risk losing her mind.

Morgan knows he’s bonding, but he has no idea what to do about it. One of the people he’s dreaming about is a man whose face he can’t even see. As President, his responsibility is to his country, not his own desires. Of course, when Sparrow shows up during a White House tour, he discovers dreams can’t be denied.

Justin Boyd is working on a secret project and he doesn’t have time to figure out what’s wrong with him. He’s been sleeping badly for months, but he doesn’t have any of the signs of bonding: no wrist tattoos, no headaches. So why do two people haunt his dreams, night after night?

Kiss Is A Four-Letter Word – She’s got legs!

Kiss Is A Four-Letter word is still on BookStrand’s 14 day Bestseller’s list! Number 22 in Menage & Multiple!

And one of my readers gave me an awesome review on Amazon:

Ms. Leaf describes a kissing scene that makes yearn to go practice on some lucky man (or two of them!). Don’t even get me started on the actual sex scenes. Holy Moly people – snap on the seat belts and hold on for a fun ride!

Heh. This book’s got legs.

Feeling awkward? Throw some stars on yourself. Or wear rainbow tights.

When I was a little kid, my teachers liked to reward good grades on tests with little sticky stars. Now, every time I see a pack of them in the store I get all kinds of nostalgic. Sometimes they’d peel off my tests until just the little residue in the shape of a star was left. I didn’t care. I knew that the star meant I’d done well. Being a kid is fraught with awkwardness and confusion and I was willing to take any kind of praise I could get.

Being an adult is surprisingly full of a great deal of awkwardness and confusion, too. No one tells you this when you’re a kid, but it’s true. At one of my jobs (yes, a real grownup job in an office in Manhattan, I kid you not) there was a group of women who actively disliked me (actually, dislike is too mild a term for how they felt). Sometimes they’d throw trash over the cubicle walls onto my desk. They bitched about me in the bathroom: “She’s so unprofessional! And her frizzy hair! Did you see who she ate lunch with the other day?” Part of the reason they hated me was because a few of my outfits were a bit, ahem, colorful (rainbow striped tights—whatever, I was CHIC).

Anyway, AWKWARD is a situation with which I am intimately familiar. So when my boss told me I was doing a great job, I gave myself a little mental silver star and got on with my day. If I could have I would’ve pasted stars all over myself and paraded in front of those women, happily giving them a mental eff you as I walked past, but the damn things are notoriously difficult to stick onto fabric. So, whatever. I wore STRIPED TIGHTS instead. I wore those tights a LOT. Every time one of those women grimaced at me I laughed inside (every grimace = a wrinkle later on).

Today I woke up and found a brand new silver star stuck onto the page of Kiss Is A Four-Letter Word at All Romance ebooks (ARe). This means that my book is a bestseller! The little girl in my head jumped up and down and freaked out because she got an STAR!!! on her novel. A star! I haven’t received a star for anything since second grade ended about a zillion years ago. Stars are cool.

Over on BookStrand, I was thrilled to see that Kiss Is A Four-Letter Word is one of the featured bestsellers. It’s like I got a double star! DOUBLE-STARS! Double-stars are seriously awesome. Not everyone gets those stuck on their books.

Double stars are cool, yo.

After that, I clicked on Amazon and found A FIVE STAR REVIEW for Kiss Is A Four-Letter Word. Yes, I can’t emphasize it enough. FIVE. STARS. Dear reviewer: I love you. No, really. I have some stars for you, because you are awesome and now I have extras. *throws some sticky stars at Lisa O*. My favorite part of the review: “…she manages to write with a humor that had me chuckling aloud.”

Honestly, that comment is worth more than five stars. It’s a freaking star cluster. Why? Because the point of writing is to communicate with a reader. With this book I wanted to make my readers laugh and spend an enjoyable few hours with my characters. That comment told me that I’d actually managed to accomplish what I’d wanted. That right there is a GIANT star in the life of a writer. I’m going to have to dig out my rainbow tights and wear them in celebration.

 

Tantalizing Tuesday with Jennifer Denys

1. Do you use a pen name? If so, why?

My pen name is Jennifer Denys and I use it because I like to have a ‘writing’ identity – the fun side of me that gets great fun out of writing erotic scenes but I am lucky enough that I have been able to be open with everyone I know about my writing.

2. What is your favorite novel that you’ve written? Read?

My all-time favourite novel is Lord of the Rings.

3. Does the environment affect your writing (where you live, the seasons, the weather, etc.)?

Can’t say I have ever thought about this. I can generally write anywhere and at anytime. I would say that when I travel on the train into the day job each morning I find that is very conducive to coming up with creative ideas as my mind is relaxed and not cluttered with the day’s thoughts!

4. Where is your favorite/most bizarre place to have your characters boink?

I think I am very square because my characters have generally used the bed! However, I have had them ‘boink’ in a barn, on the rug, on a spanking bench, in a car, and am about to have them make love in a hill fort.

5. Do you base your heroines/heroes on photos of celebrities? If so, who?

No, I don’t base my characters on celebrities. My heroine’s personalities are generally different aspects of me. My heroes are all versions of my ideal man. Having said that George Clooney gets several mentions….

6. Bonus question! What’s the last thing you ate today?

Fairly boring – it’s toast with marmite.

7. Bonus question! Anything you’d like to say.

What would I like to tell you – I had some erotic/nude photos taken for my 50th birthday to prove (to myself) I could still be sexy and desirable despite middle-aged body issues. They look rather good even if I say so myself!


Author details:

Jennifer has four books out with Siren and another two, which finish each of her trilogies, are due out in May. These are all contemporary stories. She is now taking her writing in another direction and working on sci-fi, fantasy and paranormal stories.

Web: www.jennifer-denys.blogspot.com