11 Romance authors are releasing Valentine Stories this weekend. All are entitled RED HOT VALENTINE. Some are shorter, some are longer. Mine is one of the more longwinded ones. I tend to get carried away. And my computer crashed, so I’ve had to pull a few rabbits out of hats – no wait! That’s Easter! Anyway, I’ve just about got it pulled together. So, the other 10 authors may have theirs out early on the 18th and mine might be late – possibly dragging in on the 19th, but hopefully it will be worth it.
Here’s the blurb:
He’s Aron McCoy’s doctor and a man who has known tragedy and heartache – but he’s about to fall in love with a woman who will bring a song to his heart and show him the true meaning of love. Lia Houston is a girl who lives alone on a beautiful mountain, writing award winning ballads, but she swears she’ll never write another love song.
While vacationing at a cabin in the Ozarks, Scott Walker – Austin neurobiologist, gets snowed-in and has to be rescued by local, Lia Houston. She brings him food, helps him fix his heat and tries to get his car on the road. A monster storm has paralyzed the mountain and as she’s trying to chain his car to her truck, a huge ice-covered limb falls, crushing the front of her pick-up and almost flattening Scott. If she hadn’t moved fast, he’d be a memory – but the brave action on her part comes with a price, she’s injured and stuck with Mr. Know-It-All until the weather abates. Scott doesn’t believe in love, much less love at First Sight. So when he meets Lia, he welcomes the attraction, but fights the tenderness with every breath in his body. Join Sable Hunter as she chronicles their journey from lust to love with a lot of fireworks in between. They meet at the dawn of the New Year, and by Valentine’s Day the fires of True Love are burning bright.


Staring down at Scott, she watched his eyes. The flames from the fire were reflected in their depths, his long lashes forming shadows against high cheekbones. She let her gaze slide down his body and felt the familiar ache between her legs at the sight of the large bulge in his jeans. “Are you always hard?”
He looked up at her, blue eyes meeting green. “Around you, yes.”
“Why?” Lia needed to understand. She was a bit amused, but a lot turned on. The idea of being wanted by this man was too entrancing to ignore.
“Why?” He wrapped an arm around her shoulders and pulled her down for a kiss. “Just thinking of how creamy wet your pussy gets for me turns my cock to stone.” He wove his fingers in her hair, anchoring her close. “All I can think about is being inside of you, fucking you hard and fast until you fly apart in my arms.”
“I seem to remember doing that for you once.” She gave in to the tug of his hand, stretching out beside him, her head next to his on the pillow. Lia placed a hand on Scott’s neck, massaging his nape. She touched her lips to his – gently. And he began to kiss her. God, she almost swooned! His kiss. If she could write another love song, she’d entitle it – His Kiss. Moaning against his lips, she let herself go, sinking into the wonder of his lips against hers. Their tongues sliding over one another – tasting, licking – her sheathe contracting on itself, aching to be taken by him.
“I want you,” he murmured. Immediately his hands were at the hem of her sweater. She got the idea, helped him and soon they were both naked. Her breasts peaked and swelled at the sight of his nude body. His cock was full and distended, jutting out from the thatch of dark hair. It was heavily veined, the crown purple and leaking precum.
Pushing her down, flat of her back, Scott came over her. Lia clutched his upper arms, leaving nail marks as she held on tight. He ran a hand gently up her thigh, a caressing promise. Arching to him, she groaned as her nipples rasped against his chest hair. “Make love to me, Scott,” she begged as she sucked at the skin of his neck. In some small way, she wanted to leave her mark on him.
“God, yes,” he moaned the words as he kissed a path down her chest to the upper swells of her breasts. Lia curled one of her legs around his, trapping him. But he was a willing prisoner. His greedy lips captured a nipple and sucked hard. Sizzles of electricity arced through her. She pushed upward, tempting him to take as much of her as he wanted. Despite her brave words about never expecting love to find her, she was beginning to dream of forever – very dangerous indeed.
“I could kiss you for hours.” His lips slid down her body, he pressed wet open-mouth kisses to the smooth skin above her mons. Lia had always kept herself smooth, it was a habit based on preference rather than the hopes she’d ever feel a man’s hot breath down there – but, God, she was glad she did. “Spread your legs, I want to look at you.”
Lia spread herself, bending her knees, arranging herself as a butterfly might – stretching open for him, totally vulnerable. He sat back, opening her even farther by pressing on her inner thighs. His eyes were alight with lust, Lia could feel his gaze as clearly as she could his touch. It only made her wetter.
“Christ, you’re beautiful.” Scott licked his lips. “I can see how much you want me.”
“I do, I can’t help it.” She lifted her hips, imploringly. His cock jerked. Both of their eyes went to it. “I want you inside of me.”
“How? How do you want it?” If she wanted him gentle, that’s how he’d take her. If she wanted him slow and easy – he’d do it if it killed him. “Just ask.”
“I want it real. I want you to take me just the way you want me. I want to see you. Feel you.”
“Then that’s how you’ll get it.” His hand lowered and Lia gasped as he pushed two fingers up inside of her. That wasn’t what she wanted, but it felt so good she didn’t complain. He pushed deep, curling his fingers to play with a little spot she hadn’t even known she possessed.
“Scott!” She keened as he pushed his fingers in and out, manipulating that hidden place which seemed to be as sensitive as her clit or nipples.
“More?” He seduced her with his touch, he drove her mad with his mouth – on her tits, on her lips – he was everywhere. “I want more. I want this.” Bending, he kissed her pussy, twirling his tongue around her clit. Fitting his lips around it, he flickered his tongue fast – lapping like a hungry tiger.
“You’re killing me, you realize that,” she panted in a tight little voice.
“What a way to go.” He set out to steal her breath, her sanity and her soul – licking, kissing, sucking – he feasted at her flesh until she was ravenous for all of him.
“Stop, stop, stop,” she almost wept.
“Why,” he saw no reason to delay their ecstasy.
“I have to touch you. I want you.” She pushed on his chest. “Now.”
Lying back, he opened his arms. “Here I am, take me.” Lia looked at him, from the tip of his toes – past that magnificent cock, to the top of his head.
Then, she ran the tip of her pretty pink tongue around her lips. It was the sexiest damn sight he’d ever seen. She moved between his thighs. “You’re at my mercy.” It wasn’t a question.
“Show none,” he challenged her. Smoothing her hands up his legs, she caressed the hard muscles – up and down, nearer and nearer – almost touching his cock, just lightly passing his aching ball sac. “Lord have mercy.”
“No use asking him for favors, you’re mine now.” Mine. How bold was she?
He didn’t seem to mind. “Fuck,” he breathed. “I like the sound of that.”
She did too, too much. Lowering her head, she licked his balls, drawing one between her lips, playfully rolling it with her tongue. “Houston!” he bellowed, his whole body almost levitating from the floor.
Scott couldn’t take his eyes from her. She was amazing – wooing him, seducing him – playing with him. With kitten-like licks and nibbles she tortured his sack, his thighs, then the thick stalk of his cock, working her way up to slip her lips over the head and suck on him like the sweetest candy. She licked, she laved – she ran her hands over his legs, up his stomach and found his nipples and gave them a slight pinch. “Christ!” He screamed. He had never been so hard. “I’m gonna cum, I swear to God.” Perspiration was forming on his brow, he had to fuck her or die.
“Not till you get inside me.” Crawling up his body like a hungry feline, she straddled him – keeping her legs wide, she lowered herself onto his cock. Scott held onto her legs, caressing them as her pussy enveloped the head. It was absolute agonizing ecstasy to feel her take him in – slowly, luxuriously impaling herself on his cock.
“Heaven,” she murmured as she lifted herself up and down – letting him slide out, then taking him back in. Each time, he could see the thick syrup of her passion coating his rod. Slowly, oh so slowly, she massaged him with rhythmic caresses – pussy-kisses. She used his body like an instrument of joy, her hands resting on his pecs as she rode him to paradise and back.
Scott could feel his body tightening – the pleasure mounting. Her face had that look of complete abandon. He wanted to hold on to her – to the moment forever. Grasping her hips, he steadied her as she took him, letting her body adjust to the invader whom she’d conquered so effortlessly. Quick and hard. Slow and smooth. She varied her attack and bent him to her will.
Lia rode him. And he loved it. His hips lifted, giving her as much pleasure as she offered. Palming her tits, he molded them, twisting and tweaking her nipples till she unraveled before his eyes. A scream tore from her lips as she was flung off the edge of the world. Just watching her face, her body as she made love to him was all it took. He lost the last grip he had on his control and spurted into her, pulsing and pumping – filling her up with his cum.
Exhausted, he pulled her to his chest, stealing a kiss from her cheek. “Tired, kitten?”
“Pooped,” she purred. “I was good, huh?”
“Damn straight.” He laid her to one side, long enough to rise, pick her up and carry her to bed. Placing her down, Scott covered her, returning to the living room. He tended to the dog, closed the fireplace doors and readied himself for the night. It was early, but the only place he wanted to be was by her side. Maybe they needed the rest. God knows, he needed to hold her. Getting back to her had been all he could think of. Every moment when he hadn’t been concentrating on a patient, Lia had been on his mind. What did this mean? Had the quintessential bachelor met the woman he couldn’t live without?
Maybe, he damn sure intended to search his soul till he found the answer.
But until then…he had some snuggling to do.
Comment and tell me what you want for Valentine’s Day and I’ll pick two winners for this ebook.

About sablehunter

Sable Hunter writes erotic romance. She writes what she likes to read and enjoys putting her fantasies on paper. Her stories are emotional reads where the heroine is faced with challenges, like one of her favorite songs – she’s holding out for a hero – and boy, can she deliver a hero. Her aim is to write a story that will make you laugh, cry and sweat. If she can wring those emotions out of a reader, then she has done her job. She grew up in south Louisiana along the mysterious bayous where the Spanish moss hangs thickly over the dark waters. The culture of Louisiana has shaped her outlook on life and made its way into her novels where the supernatural is entirely normal. Presently, Sable lives in Texas and spends most of her time in wild and wonderful Austin. She is passionate about animals and has been known to charm creatures from a one ton bull to a family of racoons. For fun, Sable has been known to haunt cemeteries and battlefields armed with night-vision cameras and digital recorders hunting proof that love survives beyond the grave.She writes for Secret Cravings Publishing as well as publishes much of her own work. Join her in her world of magic, alpha heroes, sexy cowboys and hot, steamy, to-die-for sex. Step into the shoes of her heroines and escape to places where dreams can come true and orgasms only come in multiples.
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  1. Oh my I cant wait to read this

  2. Thats all I want for valentine’s more of hell yeah

  3. brenniestone says:

    Reblogged this on brenniestone and commented:
    This sounds amazing.

  4. Hot excerpt!!! Sounds like great book set !!!!!!! Can’t wait.

  5. DebraG says:

    Fantastic excerpt. Can’t wait to read more. All I want is something thoughtful from my husband.

  6. Lori Meehan says:

    I just want a nice romantic dinner with my husband.

  7. Clare O'Beara says:

    Nice weather for Valentine’s Day would be good, it’s a great time to stroll in the park and see birds starting to nest. Then dinner with my husband, and curl up with good books later.

  8. Terri says:

    I nice quiet evening with my husband……maybe a good dinner too.

  9. I want what Scott and Lia have lay by the fire, enjoy the hell out if each other, cuddle until it hurts and then wake up and have Scott his way…….. Have a nice breakfast together and set by the fire and read some more Hell Yeah series ,,,,,,,,,,,,, hummmmmm

  10. Kelly Walker says:

    Godiva chocolates

  11. I want more Hell Yeah! books to read for Valentine’s Day! I have read everyone of them in the series and I love all of them!!!!!!!!!!!!

  12. Debbie Lemon says:

    I want a box of chocolate and a new book.

  13. nancymc1012 says:

    The hubby and I really don’t do Valentines day. I love chocolate and he gets me a small box. I want him make dinner for me. He is an awesome cook.

  14. I’m easy!!! I would like kindle vouchers so I can buy lots n lots of romantic books! My hubby doesn’t do valentines day so maybe you can make my wish come true!! Lol

  15. Kathy Lewis says:

    Sable, really excited for this one coming out. Let’s see for Valentine’s Day, I would like for hubby to surprise me and enjoy our time out at our local dungeon. It’s taking him some time to get with it. I would like him to be a little like Isaac. 😉

  16. ajgreer1979 says:

    Would like a nice quiet evening at home,with my husband .

  17. I want a Pandora bracelet. Thanks for the giveaway.

  18. Shirley says:

    Hey Sable — for Valentine’s Day??? Can’t really think of any one thing. I’ve been married to the same man for 43 years (will be 44 on 3/27/14) and I would have to say that every day is Valentine’s Day at my house. Never once have I doubted his love or commitment or trust. Sounds corny I know, but it is what it is.

  19. Teresita says:

    Thank you so much Sable! Great excerpt!

    For Valentine’s Day? I wouldn’t mind it at all if my DH and I re-enacted the scene between Scott and Lia! Yum!!

  20. maria cantu says:

    some chocolates and this book to read sounds nice

  21. Christine LaCombe says:

    wow, another hot Sable book, Can’t, Frickin, Wait!! Lets see, Valentines day, hmm. Well my hubby is retired and we do things together all of the time now so I think what I would want most is a day to myself to do nothing, no cooking or dishes, not having to pick up after anyone, just getting to read and maybe drink a cappuccino or two.

  22. Shirley Bastian says:

    to get out of town that weekend with the hubby ~ we are also celebrating our anniversary that weekend

  23. Diane says:

    I am going for something different this Valentine’s day, I think I would love to be alone, I don’t think I can take much more in my marriage. I don’t want to bring others down this is just me but I can get lost in Sable’s books.

  24. A great teaser!!!! Can’t wait for the book to come out. Valentine’s day wow….that’s a good one I am not sure…Godiva chocolates and a bottle of my favorite champagne or just one of the two…he usually does pretty good on his own for Valentines day.

  25. Love the excerpt! Can’t wait to read True Love’s Fire! Since it looks like I’ll be solo on Valentine’s Day again this year….I want some hot romance stories to read while I eat the chocolate I’m getting myself!

  26. Jackie Wisherd says:

    For Valentine’s Day all I want is a dozen red roses.

  27. Cindy Hamilton says:

    I would love for my husband to give me something unique not the normal candy and flowers!

  28. Tracie says:

    I want dinner and a movie with Mr. Wonderful!

    Looking forward to reading True Love’s Fire!

  29. Patricia Ballard says:

    Oh yeah. I can’t wait.. since I don’t have anyone special for Valentines I want to read some Hell Yeah and dream.

  30. Hell Yeah! Loved the excerpt, and looking for more!

  31. Patricia Ballard says:

    Oh Hell Yeah. Got mine and reading it. Just got home from work and I now have to go finish reading it. By for now.

  32. Not much to tell. The girls and I stayed in the house with a fire going. The girls are my two Chihuahua’s. I read and watched a little t.v. of course my keepers( son and hubby) called to check on me. You would think I was helpless. The girls did not like it at all. A time or two I could have sworn my older dog wanted to cuss a blue streak…I know I got a couple of Go to H*ll looks when taking them out.

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