So first I have to apologize–I completely missed my day last month. But I have a *really* good reason. My husband had major surgery and we were just getting through the day, one day at a time. Plus there were holidays and school events and dead
lines. Blogging was, sadly, pretty low on my to-do list.
But! Husband is as good as new now and the Kid finally went back to school and the holidays are over! It’s time to get back to hunky, shirtless men on horseback!
To that end, I have a freebie out RIGHT NOW! Everyone, this is Clarence. Clarence, this is
Please, let’s all take a moment to note the biceps. THE BICEPS, people! (fans self)
Okay! Moving on! (But not too far, because…biceps, am I right?) Clarence is the next installment of Men of the White Sandy. He’s only a cute little novella, but ‘little’ is not the word for Clarence (see: biceps). Here’s the blurb:
Clarence Thunder may not be as young as he once was . . .
But is he as good once as he ever was? He hopes so. He’s been watching Tammy Tall Trees, the young single mother who works next door in the Child Care Center. He wants to show Tammy he can take care of her and her young son—but can he compete with the boy’s real father?
Tammy was crushed when her old boyfriend abandoned her after she got pregnant. Since then, she’s put her son first—which means no dating. Who would want a broke single mother, anyway? Certainly not Clarence—one of the best men on the White Sandy. Until one day, the older man starts making her coffee—and bringing her son toys. Can she put herself first—or will her past catch up to them both?
And you know I like to give you guys a super-exclusive, super-steamy excerpt:
For years, Clarence had touched people. That was the job. He lifted them onto tables and sewed them back together and performed exams and cleaned wounds. But how long had it been since someone had touched him?
Way too long, was all he could think when Tammy slipped her hand into his pants and stroked his dick. “Oh, my,” she whispered as she pushed his jeans and briefs down. He sprang free, at full mast. “Oh, Clarence.”
Then, before he could stop her, she leaned forward and took him in her mouth.
The overwhelming sensation almost did him in. He couldn’t speak, couldn’t even move as Tammy licked along his shaft and took the head of his dick into her mouth again.
His eyes drifted shut as she swirled her tongue around his tip. He fisted his hand in her hair. He didn’t know if he was holding her to him or pulling her back—both, maybe. All he knew was that he was desperate for more and just as damned desperate to make her stop. He was supposed to be taking care of her—showing how he could be good for her, not the other way around. “Tammy . . .”
“Mmm?” she hummed around his dick, which made telling her to stop impossible.
“God,” he groaned, his hips flexing as she took him again and again. But when she started to stroke more than just his dick with her hands while she licked him, he had to pull her away before he lost it. “Easy,” he managed to say again, but his voice came out as a strained whisper.
She looked up at him with worried eyes. “Not good? I thought . . .”
He brushed her hair away from her face and trailed his fingers down her cheek. He could guess what she thought. That the men she’d been with before had always put themselves first, her second. Blow jobs were just as good as sex to a man who didn’t care about his woman.
And that wasn’t Clarence. “Listen to me, Tammy Tall Trees.” His voice came out as a low growl. “You are not allowed to come after I do. I will always put you first. Always.”
Her eyes widened in shock and he had to wonder if she’d ever really come—or just settled for what bone she got thrown after blow jobs.
He was having a lot of trouble thinking straight, what with the sheer desire that had him on the brink. “Your jeans,” he heard himself say as if from a long distance away. “Take them off.”
WHEW! That Clarence–such a gentleman! And did I mention he’s free? GO GET HIM RIGHT NOW!
In fact, let’s do a giveaway. Clarence is free, but who wants an ebook of the first in the series, Mystic Cowboy? Start the Men of the White Sandy off right! Just leave a comment telling me how your holidays were! (Hopefully free of major surgery, right? RIGHT!)
Here’s to an exciting 2015, everyone! I’m glad to be a part of Wild & Wicked Cowboys!