Cowboy Mardi Gras – Contest and Excerpt from Pretty Face

Doesn’t look like those words should go together, does it? Not true! I have such an affinity for both the Lone Star State and the Pelican State, there is no chance they can remain completely separate. in my mind. Because of my self-set, hard-line, ryan-monitored deadline for One Man’s Treasure, I can’t go to New Orleans this year for Mari Gras- so I’m going somewhere closer – to Bandera! In Bandera, a beautiful town close to Austin, they have a Cowboy Mardi Gras celebration at the 11th Street Cowboy Bar. By the time the liquor starts flowing and the band starts play – I can guarantee the good times are rolling! It’s the best Mardi Gras celebration in the Texas Hill Country.

The 11th street Cowboy Bar doesn’t appear to be much more than a local bar, but if you step inside you’ll be surprised. They have the largest outdoor dance floor in Texas, with two stages, four fire pits, four serving bars and lots of room to dance up a storm – a hurricane – if you’re a mind. For us who live in the Hill Country but have roots in Louisiana, this is a thrill. I also love to go to Louisiana Longhorns, a restaurant in Round Rock that I swear makes gumbo,  jambalaya and red beans and rice – almost as good as I do – ha! So, if I can’t get to the bayou or the Big Easy, that’s two good places to go.

One good thing about the Cowboy Mardi Gras is that its more than just dancing and drinking – not that I don’t like dancing and drinking. They make an all day party out of it – early that morning they put on a big pot of gumbo and about noon the parade starts. It includes not only floats, but motorcycles and horses and people marching down the street in full fledged Mardi Gras regalia. Not too many years ago there were 24 Elvis impersonators from Texas Tech. There’s a costume contest, a gumbo cook-off and plenty of Cajun and Zydeco music which makes my cowboy boots wanna dance! So if you can’t get to New Orleans, or Mobile, or New Roads – head to the Cowboy Capital of the World – Bandera, TX!

Look at this pair of boots! Imagine doing some Texas two-step while wearing these! This item is for sale at South Texas Tack – a good place to get outfitted. gclid=CMCQwefw5MMCFU8vgQodnFgAjg&Click=2988&utm_source=googleshopping&utm_medium=shoppingengine



And look at this hat! Now, I could go for this. This item is for sale on ebay, you can find anything there –


mardigrashatAnyway, I’m in a strange mood. I wish that Valentine’s Day wasn’t so close to Mardi Gras, I need to spread my good times out a little farther. But Valentine’s was good and Mardi Gras is coming, so we shall just eat drink and be merry! I had new books come out for both holidays. Pretty Face is out for Mardi Gras under the Red Hot Cajun Nights collection and Be My Love Song is out for Valentine’s in the Beau Coup Windswept collection. Let me show you.

prettyfacebragginbemylovesongBe My Love Song can be found under this cover – on amazon. Since its part of a collection.

windsweptSince Mardi Gras is tomorrow, let me share a sexy excerpt from PRETTY FACE and ask you a question for a chance at a free copy of either one of these – your choice –

On of the neatest things about the Mardi Gras parades is seeing your favorite celebrity on a float – Here’s the question: If you were going to suggest to the Krewe of Orpheus or Bacchus what celebrity would you most like to see on a float – who would it be?

And now the excerpt – – fan yourself –

Hunter was tempted to pick her up and stride out with her like a scene from a romantic movie. An overflow of memories threatened to consume him, shared moments of desperate desire, whispered words of love over the miles. “I thought you’d never ask.” When Sage smiled and tugged on his hand, Hunter thought he was going to break his neck getting to the elevator as fast as he wanted to go.

Together they laughed, both so full of joy and hope that they were about ready to pop. “Come here.” He pulled her into his arms as the doors closed, his lips hovering over hers. “I’m going to love you so good.”

Cody drew back, staring into his eyes, praying she wasn’t making a mistake. “You always have. Don’t you know you’ve become my life?”

Hunter followed her as she pulled back, his mouth so close to her that his warm breath caressed her skin with every word. “Why do you think I’m here? Why do you think I came to find you?” He moved his head, brushing his lips back and forth over hers with careful deliberation. “Fantasies of teasing you, making you whimper as I give you pleasure have haunted me for years. I want you, Sage. I want to make you mine. I want to worship you with my body the way I’ve dreamed of doing for so long.”

Her nipples were so erect, the pressure of them scraping against the lace of her bra made her gasp. “Did we push the button?”

“No!” He laughed. “What floor?”

“Six.” As the lift began to move, Hunter slammed his lips against her and her heart pounded as he took her bottom lip between his teeth and sucked on it. Cody wanted to pinch herself, this perfect man wanted her. She let her eyelids flutter close and she gave herself over to the wonder of his kiss. He was so much more potent than she’d ever thought possible. Her pulse escalated, her fingertips dug into his shoulders as she surrendered.


“Finally.” This time he didn’t deny his impulse, he placed a hand beneath her knees and one behind her back and lifted her. “You belong to me, Sage Donovan, and I’m about to prove it.”

“Room six-eleven.” She held up the key. His eyes were hooded and dark with desire.

“Put it in.” He instructed.

“Isn’t that my line?” She quipped and Hunter’s eyes widened and Cody giggled.

The sound was so sweet and so familiar. He loved it. When the lock clicked, he used his foot to push it open. Once inside, he sat Sage down, his eyes never leaving her face. “Let’s take this off.”

He reached for her mask and she panicked. “No, no,” she backed away. “I need to leave it on. Please.”

“Why?” Hunter was at a loss. He didn’t understand.

“I just have to.” She felt him pulling away. Cody couldn’t let it happen, not since they’d come this for. Remembering Nana’s words, remembering her power, she pushed on Hunter’s chest until he yielded and came to rest against the door. “I’ll remove it on the third night. I just need this time to be more than I am.”

Hunter allowed her to hold him still, but he wouldn’t allow her to build unnecessary barriers. “I don’t want you to be more than you are. I just want you. I always have.”

“Hush, let me love you.” She tangled her fingers in his hair and pulled his head down to meet her mouth. Sage’s kiss sent him a message. She was giving of herself and asking him to want her. Her lips slid over his, her tongue requesting entrance and when he responded by kissing her back, opening his mouth to accept her invasion, she ate at his mouth with a hunger that sent his senses reeling.

When she withdrew to catch her breath, he followed, kissing her again. “I’ll let you have your way about the mask, but you’re gonna owe me.”

“I’ll pay gladly,” she said between nips at his neck as she began working on his clothes, undoing his tie, unfastening the buttons on his shirt.

One popped off and Hunter didn’t care. He’d buy the damn tux if it meant she’d keep touching him. Her little mouth was hot and her tongue on his skin was like laps of fire. “You’re just as wild as I knew you’d be.”

Cody was delirious with need. She was making love to Hunter, the man she’d craved for years, the only man she’d ever truly wanted. And he was here…her lips was on his skin, his heartbeat beneath her fingertips. “Can’t help it, I wanted you so much, so long.”

“You’ve got me baby. I’m right here.” She had kissed a trail down his chest and now she was on her knees at his feet. “God, you’re beautiful.”

Cody felt beautiful. “I want to show you what you mean to me.” She undone his pants. “Help me.” She begged, tugging on them.

Hunter pushed his pants down to his knees. His cock was hard and throbbing, the anticipation of her mouth on him was enough to make his knees weak.

“I think I can take it from here.” She looked up at him through her eyelashes, as she slipped her small hand inside his briefs to close her fingers around his throbbing erection, feeling the weight of him in her hand for the first time.

Hunter took the initiative and pushed the underwear on down past his thighs as she placed openmouthed kisses on his abs, all the while stroking him up and down. “Can I take you in my mouth?”

“Fuck, baby,” was all he could say. Forgetting what she’d said about her hair, he wrapped it around his fist. In the bright overhead light, he could see the dark strands mixed with the auburn curls. She didn’t realize that he would cherish the reality of her much more than any false embellishment.

Taking the expletive as permission, Cody took the thick base of his cock in her hand. She had no talent at this, having only had a couple of awkward encounters with inexperienced boys before she’d been attacked. It had been years since she’d touched a man, so all she could do was follow her instincts. Leaning into him, she opened her mouth and sank down over the head of his cock. Hunter let out a strangled cry as she used her tongue, teeth and lips to taste every inch of him. The barometer she used to determine her success was the increased rate of his breathing and the encouraging growls coming from deep in his throat. His grip on her hair guided her whether to savor or incite.

Cody couldn’t get enough, she licked his shaft, swirling her tongue around the head, taking him deep, sucking him until the sounds of pleasure he made kindled her own fires and caused liquid need to drip down the inside of her thigh. Flashing her eyes up to his, she saw that he was looking back at her. Wanting to make him feel good, Cody moved her tongue up and down his length, tracing a bold vein with her tongue. His lips parted and she knew he was unaware of the low grunts coming from his mouth. He was completely focused on her and the pleasure she was giving him.

Hunter was on the edge of losing his control. His thighs were jerking. Sage, his wet dream, was on her knees giving him head. Even on the brink of orgasm, he kept wanting to pinch himself to insure this was really happening.

But it was. The velvet heat of her mouth was heaven and soon he had to have more. He tightened his fingers on her scalp and clenched his hips as he thrust his cock repeatedly between her lips. “Feels so good, Sage.” When he praised her, she closed her eyes and groaned and he came apart, the pure erotic miracle of being with the woman he’d longed for too good to comprehend. “Sage!” he cried out as he climaxed, his whole body tightening, thrusting helplessly as she held him between her lips, her tongue bathing the tip as it jetted down her throat. Just as he dreamed, she swallowed. Then, Sage proceeded to do to him as she’d promised over and over, she licked him clean, massaging his balls until he was hard as a rock again. “I want to be inside you.”

“I’m on the verge of cumming,” Cody confessed as he pulled her to her feet. “I can’t wait.” She was desperate, her whole body throbbing with arousal. “Let’s get your tux off before I completely ruin it.” Slipping his jacket from his shoulders, she hung it on the back of a chair, the same with his shirt. When she turned around, he was there, drawing her into his arms. He was naked and she wasn’t, but they couldn’t wait. He drew her down on the bed, astraddle him.

“I’m crazy for you.” Together they drew her skirt up high enough so he could reach her panties, pushing the crotch out of the way so he could fit the head of his cock to her small opening. “Sage, this is happening, isn’t it?”

“Oh, yea.” Cody held onto his shoulders as he held her body to his with a big hand on her back, his other reaching between them to part her wet folds. Fixing her eyes on his, they stared at one another behind the shield of their masks. “Hold me, Hunter.”

He was sitting up, she on his lap, joined to him in the most intimate way possible. At her request, he wrapped his arms around her. The pleasure he’d received by being in her mouth paled as she accepted him inside of her.

Cody wanted this so much. She held his shoulders, steadying herself. “You’re so big,” she whispered. He was thick, so much bigger than the dildo she was used to. She wasn’t a virgin, but this was her first time in years.

Hunter massaged her back through her dress, kissing her neck, relishing the feel of Sage working her way down his cock. “You’re so tight, God, you feel like a dream.”

Closing her eyes, Cody let herself luxuriate in the moment. She was with Hunter, in his arms. She turned her head and crashed her mouth against his, her body gradually relaxing enough to accommodate his cock.

Groaning, Hunter just let himself feel as he rocked his hips against her, kissing her, their tongues mating together. He didn’t have to do much of the work, Sage seemed insatiable, her hips tightening and rolling as she rubbed against him, riding his cock faster and faster. Breaking the kiss, he gasped for breath. “Feel good, baby?”

“Yes, yes,” she whimpered, her teeth scraping the cords of his neck. “I can’t stop, too excited,” she gasped as she came, her whole body convulsing, trembling. Hunter felt her pussy clamp down on his cock and he exploded again, filling her with his seed. Over and over, she clenched her muscles, milking every drop from his body.

They stayed in the same position for a few more long minutes, panting in one another’s arms. Hunter’s body was damp with sweat and he felt contented, complete. “Lay with me,” he muttered as he pulled her down with him, still joined. Sage kissed his throat and let him hold her. “I’ll shut my eyes, just for a second and then we’ll do it again.”

Hunter knew no more till the morning light filtering through the curtains roused him. He reached for her and found the bed empty, no one beside him. Like so many times when he’d awoken from a dream, she was gone.

Thanks for reading – Sable



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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12 Responses to Cowboy Mardi Gras – Contest and Excerpt from Pretty Face

  1. Deb Diem says:

    I’d like to have George Strait on my float. Toby Keith would be my second choice. Looking forward to the new books. Have a great week.

  2. doveknoll says:

    Adam Levine if we’re talking about singing or Gerard Butler if we go with an actor. Both of them seem like they could get into the spirit of Mardi Gras and have a blast.

  3. carol L says:

    Love that excerpt. Thanks for sharing it with us. I definitely have to read this book.I never herd of those places in Texas in connection with Mardi Gras so thanks for the info. I d love to see Tom Mison from the TV show Sleepy Hollow on a float.
    Carol L
    Lucky4750 (at) aol (dot) com

  4. Shirley Long says:

    Definitely George Strait. That man fills out a pair of Wranglers better than anyone I’ve ever seen. And as an added bonus, he’s actually a cowboy at heart since he does team roping with h is brother. Plus, he doesn’t sing bad either.

  5. Clare O'Beara says:

    I don’t know any cowboy celebrities. How about Orland Bloom? He looks good in all sorts of costumes, and he can ride a horse.

  6. JeanMP says:

    My first thought was George Strait

  7. debby236 says:

    George Strait would be good.

  8. Cindy Hamilton says:

    It would be George Strait

  9. Eileen McCall says:

    “Like a Cowboy” Randy Houser!

  10. Diane V says:

    Whew! Had to fan myself after that excerpt! I would like to see Blake Shelton on the float.

  11. Michelle D says:

    Mark Harmon and the rest of the NCIS crew

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