Abby Hayes - Fights in Summer

I'd like to welcome a fellow Naughty Night Press author today — Abby Hayes. Before you ask, no, she is not in middle school, that's a different Abby. When did your first book publish? Was it with Naughty Nights Press?

My first single story release was with NNP in Dec of 2011, a novella called Finding Paradise.

How has your writing changed since then? Have you moved to new arenas?

Not sure my writing has changed as much as the content I'm writing about. Finding Paradise started off with a lot of different sexual situations touched on from m/f/m to m/f/m/f and everything in between plus a bunch of sexual fantasies. In novellas since, I've branched out, touched on different scenarios and fantasies in more depth, pushed the envelope for myself with each story.

Do you feel more confident with each subsequent release? Can you see your audience growing?

#bloghop #giveaway - Wicked After Dark!

Wicked After Dark... are vampires more wicked after dark or during the day when they are trapped inside? I suppose it depends on whether or not their prey come to them willingly. If you have a tasty human in your home, why wouldn't you enjoy them through the daylight hours? In Blue Moon House, most of the wickedness comes after dark because that's when the humans are available to come, to spend hours in the arms of their vampire master.

To tempt you, draw you in, keep you with me until the sun rises, I'm offering a tidbit from Jocelyn's prequel to Blue Moon House. Then, when you've caught your breath, you can enter for a copy of Blue Moon House or Campus Sexpoits 3 (winner's choice).

“Actually, you will clean that up,” she said with a confident smile.

Jocelyn's annoyance must have been clear on her face, but Sophia's expression didn't change. She stood watching, waiting. Gritting her teeth, Jocelyn wondered if they didn't have staff for this sort of thing. It was a fine house, the must have money. But no, they can get their lovers to cook and clean. Why should they hire anyone? She didn't say anything, but Sophia slapped her bottom while Jocelyn was bent over. Her hand landed squarely between Jocelyn's legs and made her jump. That was the oddest sensation. It hurt, but she was aroused. She put a little more effort into moving the damp towel over the floor. She swapped at one point, to get a dry one. Sophia took the moment to land another smack. Jocelyn shuddered, tingling along the hand print.

“More?” Sophia asked, her hand cupping Jocelyn, rubbing her. “Maybe some of what Lucy got?” Her fingers slid into Jocelyn, twisting to turn her palm down. Jocelyn shifted on her hands and knees, not entirely sure what to expect.

Sophia curled her fingers inside and used her other hand to rub Jocelyn's clit. It all built so quickly, Jocelyn couldn't quite believe it. Usually it took a little bit of foreplay for her to change gears, but Sophia had her ready to orgasm in seconds. Her belly felt hard, full, and when Sophia used the hand not stroking to press down on Jocelyn's pubic bone, the girl's eyes bugged out. There was a splashing sound as heat spread from Jocelyn's sex to her head and toes in one combustive burst.

She screamed with it and then pulled her knees up to her chest, curling into a ball. Her entire body felt like it was on edge. It reminded her of the last fever she had, every breath of wind, every hair, was heightened by her sensitivity. She shook and shivered, waiting for the sensation to pass.

It did in a few moments. When she had a hold of herself again, she saw Sophia using a towel to wipe the stream on the floor.

Jocelyn seized the towel, needing to know what was in that ejaculate. Where did it come from? What purpose did it have?

Sophia seized Jocelyn's hair and her neck was bent back. “That was impolite, love.”

“A-apologies, Mistress,” Jocelyn squeaked.

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Flash Fiction Friday - Office Romance

I snap the cuff into place, too near my goal to back out now. Tossing my hair, I try to get comfortable.

Any minute now, Mr. Harris, will come through that door. I want to surprise him. That’s how I managed to kiss him at Christmas and feel my ass as we disembarked from a plane. I know he wants me, but he won’t make a move, probably fearing some sexual harassment suit. The only suit I want is his birthday one.

The door opens and I grin, ready for him.

“Miss Mitchell. What are you doing in Justin’s office?”

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Oops! Gotta love a switch. Wonder who that was? Someone higher up? Someone who will take advantage of her incapacitated state? Hehe. Wish I could tell you, but I'm out of words! Get flashed by all the other great flashers by stopping by the blog.

Tantalizing Tuesday - Cloaked in Black

It's Tuesday! That means 200 word teaser and fabulous pictures to accompany them. I have something magical today. Check out the other great teases on the blog.

Where did her power come from? She hadn’t paused as recently or as long as he had to gather more from her partner. She didn’t look real anymore. She was as naked as the last two times he had seen her, as beautiful and mysterious as all women were, but something was different about her. She was wrapped in a darkness even his magic couldn’t penetrate.

“Lara, what happened to you?”

“You did, John. You and our son. You must be the reason I didn’t get to keep him. You must pay.”

“Pay? You’ve taken Richard. You’ve killed so many, Lara. Doesn’t your life energy die with them?”

He had been careful to choose a rocky point to stand on, but the few weeds poking through rose at her command, latching onto him. “I can’t take enough to get him back.”

“I’m sorry, Lara. Take me. Leave the others.”

“No, I don’t want you!” The plants threw him to the ground at her feet. She bent to touch him and her darkness filled him. “I want you to take this and go.”

Overcome by the grief of the woman he loved, the only woman he’d known, John began to weep.

Flasher Fiction Friday - Right and Wrong

As with other Flasher Fiction Fridays, we each write 100 words to fit the same picture. Find the other entries on the main blog.

“Beautiful,” Billy murmurs, covering my neck in kisses. My body resists. “It’s okay, honey. Everything is just right.”

It isn’t right — he isn’t my husband. My traitor body doesn’t mind, and Billy works his way down.

My head falls back, trying to imagine Billy is Max.

There is Max. He has his cock out, the one I wish was in my hand and mouth right now.

“Fuck, Jeanne, you look so fucking good,” he murmurs. I’m doing this for him. I will do this for him. Spreading my legs wider, I roll to kiss Billy. Max groans behind us.

Tantalizing Tuesday - Black Man

Remember to check out all the Tantalizing Tuesday Tales via the blog. Today I have another excerpt from Jocelyn's story, a prequel to Blue Moon House.

“Do you like that, whore? Like having a fat cock inside you?”

“I'm not a whore.”

“You are what I say you are,” he told her, beginning to thrust. Jocelyn twitched and writhed but couldn't break free. He didn't let go and she tried to catch him off guard, squirming. He wasn't hurting her, but she didn't like the way he restrained her. The more she moved, the harder and larger he seemed to become. That only made her struggles stronger. Feeling a series of throbs inside her, Will finally let her go.

Jocelyn turned to really look at the man behind her. She covered her mouth in shock when she got her first glimpse of his black skin, short curly hair and obsidian-like black eyes. There was something very strange about these people and their eyes.

“What? Who do you think you are, woman?” he asked, reaching for her hair.

“No, it's not that. I've never...” She couldn't finish the sentence without digging a bigger hole for herself.

Will snorted with derision, wrapping her hair in his hand until she had to crane her neck. “I thought you were a bad idea from the start.” Then he stalked away.

The Seawitch! - Reviewer and well, witch!

Okay, so she's not really a witch (or if she is, that didn't come up in the interview). The Seawitch has a blog where she reviews books and talks about her life. I was lucky enough to cross paths with her during the POW bloghop in September. Your reviews are interspersed with much of your daily life. What is your family's response to your blog? I'm thinking specifically of the younger people that appear in some photos.

My kids like to see themselves on my blog, my youngest gel Maddy (9) thinks she's famous now. My oldest, Stephanie (27) is a contributer and known as Gel Friday is also in a lot of my posts as we are always on the lookout for a husband for her. In fact, let me continue my head hunting here.

I might be wrong, but this is Stephanie.

Stephanie is 27, a graduate of West Virginia University majoring in Environmental Protection (tree-hugger) with a minor in Native American Studies. She went back to school to work on her Wildlife Biology but is taking a break. She loves animals and nature. She was working at AutoZone in RI until recently when she quit and moved back to West Virginia. She is about 5'3" or 4" and about 115 lbs. Quite lovely and loves to read and bake. She would like to meet an Irishman or Scotsman with the sexy accent please.

Blue Moon House in VIDEO!

Well, it's been over a month since Blue Moon House released, but I'm not done skipping around blogs! This weekend I'll be on Casual Smex Fridays and Lee Ann Sontheimer's Author in the House on Saturday. Please pop by and say hello!

Also, great news, I've finished the trailer video for Thickness of Blood! Check it out and let me know what you think!

Flasher Fiction Friday - Fateful

Be sure to check out all the Flasher Fiction Friday entries.

“Are you ready? Peter is on his way to the church.”

Caroline sat in her window seat, posing for the photographer. Her friends and sister wore their blue dresses. It was time to go.

The photographer agreed. “All done. I’ll be right behind you,” she promised, running out to snap shots while they piled in the limo.

Caroline’s phone rang as her dad held the door for her. She had a small handbag on her shoulder that Kim was going to keep track of throughout the day.

She stopped dead and covered her mouth. “No.”

Accident on Knox. Come quick.

Tantalizing Tuesday - The Big Bed

Another snip from my prequel to Blue Moon House. Jocelyn is credited with the idea of joining their beds to provide proper furniture for their nightly orgy. Read all the other great 200 word teases at http://tantalizingtuesday.blogspot.com.

“A sheet?” Sophia asked, taking one of the far corners.

“Yes. I thought it was silly for you to keep breaking into groups when none of you wanted that. Now, you have one bed big enough for everyone.” She pulled on the fitted the sheet. “There. Perfect.” She stepped back, sitting in one of the chairs where she could touch herself and watch them play. She started hiking up her skirt, waiting.

The vampires regarded one another. Then Will picked her up and dropped her on the bed. Perching on her hands and knees, she looked around at them. “What?”

“Remove that,” Sophia said, pointing. “I don't want it in my way.”

Will obliged, pulling her dress up and free. Jocelyn curled up a little at the sudden attack. Will and Sophia weren't alone, however. Nicholas licked his lips and dove for her side, biting into her neck. Terrance took hold of her face, turning her toward his crotch. Will was lifting her again, and she felt feminine hands on her legs though all she could see was Terrance, standing erect. She opened her mouth, unsure she could satiate them all at once. She was more than willing to try.