August is known for being HOT. And this August it’s getting even HOTTER with this sexy Hot Days and Hotter Nights Blog Hop, sponsored by the Red Hot Authors Café.
What’s HOT about it? Well, the books being offered are by some of the best writers of erotic romance, in all its kinky variations.
What’s also HOT are the prizes!
A Kindle Fire donated by Blushing Books
A $100 Gift Card
A $50 Gift Card
A $25 Gift Card
A Prize on each Blog Stop
My part in this sizzling hop is to offer of two copies of my erotic romance 7 Days of Seduction.
To enter to win a copy, all you have to do is leave me a comment and tell me what’s the name of Ashley’s mystery man in the following excerpt:
Ashley hung her robe on the hook, opened the frosted sliding door and turned the shower on. She stepped into needles of hot water shooting out of the shower head. Soon to be shooting onto her throbbing clit. She grabbed the Coconut Fantasies body wash and soaped up, breathing in the smell that made her long for a Pina Colada. Images of her mystery hunk resurfaced when she closed her eyes and slid her hands over her breasts. Almost time to get down to business.
The bathroom door opened and closed. Her hands froze.
“Damn it, Sam. Why is it every time I take a shower you have to pee? Couldn’t you just hold it for once? Or pee in a cup, for God’s sake?”
“I’m not Sam. And I don’t have to pee.”
Ashley’s eyes popped open and the bottle of body wash hit the tub with a loud thunk. The husky voice she’d heard on yesterday’s video and in this morning’s dream was richer in person. Sexier. Her heart took off like a deer after a shotgun blast. She peered at the shower door, seeing only a shadowy figure through the opaque glass. Well thank, God, for that. He couldn’t see her either.
“Hello? Are you there, Ash?” The amusement in his tone brought her back to earth.
“Yeah, I’m here. And just who the hell are you?”
“I’m Hunter Hopewell. Sorry we didn’t really get introduced the other night.”
“No shit.” Damn. The all-important name meant nothing. The spray from the shower roared in her ears and Ashley took a step toward the shower door.
“So who are you? I mean, you say Hunter Hopewell, but I don’t know you. And you know me.”
“Yes, I do. I’ve never met you, but I’ve been interested in you for a while now.”
Despite the hot water, chills raced over her body, standing her hair on end. Oh, my God. A stalker. I’ve attracted a stalker. And I’m shut in a bathroom with him. Suddenly, she couldn’t breathe.
“You work over in English at the university.” He knew where she worked. “And I’ve seen you around the campus.” He’d been watching her.
She wrapped her arms around her chest, shielding her body as best she could. Maybe Sam would come in.
“You’re a beautiful girl, Ashley. With lots of potential.”
Potential for what? Needing to breathe or pass out, she gasped in air.
“I think you should leave.” Where the balls came from to utter that sentence, she had no idea.
“Why?” His voice rose an octave.
“Because you’re scaring the crap out of me.”
Just a bit steamy, don’t you think? But then, it is a shower scene. LOL
Hope you don’t cool down until you’re done. 🙂 And thanks for stopping by!