Author Spotlight on Lace Daltyn

Hey, Jorja and everyone! Lace Daltyn here. Many thanks to Jorja for letting me stop in and talk about my newest story, Forever Men. Beyond being an author, I’m an avid reader who loves emotional stories with Happily Ever After endings. So when these three characters started jumping up and down inside my brain, I gave them a story that put them smack in the middle of my heart. I hope you will love them as much as I do.

Blurb

Walls crumble when you build a forever love.

 As a couple, the deep, sensual connection between Desi and Alec is imaginative and limitless, even though Desi’s fear that love is transient keeps her from telling her man how she feels. Fun-loving Alec, who lost his parents in a tragic accident, has found that kind of forever love again. He’ll do whatever it takes to keep it, including giving Desi the one thing he lacks—a partner with a serious side.

 With their fledgling construction company headed for the skids if they don’t finish the job on time, Desi and Alec are frantic to catch up. Enter Alec’s friend, Matt, a man haunted by the “dull and unimaginative” label his ex-fiancé pinned on him.

 Working side by side, a thirst grows that seems unquenchable and each must come to terms with old hurts in order to consider possibilities never before imagined.

Excerpt

Desi glanced down to the empty dirt yard. Where the hell was Alec, anyhow? She’d sent him to pick up materials two hours ago.

Right on cue, a black truck raced up the treed lane and squirreled to a stop in front of the house, sending a dust cloud skyward.

            About time.

            When Alec jumped out and grinned up at her, Desi’s irritation started to fade.

            He bounded up the stairs, brushing his shaggy blond hair back as he joined her and wrapped tanned arms around her waist.

            “Hey, Gorgeous.” 

            When his eyes brimmed with amusement, as they did now, Desi found it hard to stay annoyed with him. She tried, pushing against him. “I’m mad at you.”

            Alec threw his head back and laughed. “You can never stay mad at me.”

            The smile she tried to hide refused to cooperate. Staying mad at Alec was just too damn hard. Everything about him was designed to make the world seem perfect, from his construction-hardened body to the almost constant gleam in his eyes. When Alec was near, it was easy to believe The Dream. Desi sobered as she looked around. Things were a far sight from all right at the moment.

“We’re so far behind, Alec.”

            “Trust me,” he said. “We’ll be fine.”

            “I don’t know...” Desi chewed her lower lip. Alec always saw the bright side of things, sometimes to the exclusion of the issues they needed to solve.

Alec took the hammer out of her hand and let it drop to the plywood sub-floor. “It sounds like you need a distraction.”

            The flash of his dark eyes as they inspected her from toe to head started a familiar fire deep in her belly. “Oh-h-h, no,” she stuttered. Desi backed up until a two-by-four, part of the wall frame, stopped her. “No way, Alec. We’ve got no time for that.”

Together over a year now, she still couldn’t get enough of him. When he turned on the charm, like now, the man was irresistible. But they couldn’t. Not now. Not today.

The look in his eyes crumbled her resolve further. He stepped closer, and heat, both familiar and delicious, spread between her legs.

“We can’t, Alec. We’re so far behind schedule.”

“What’s a few more minutes, then?” He leaned in, his lips grazing her neck, strumming an already taut thread of need.

Arousal swept away the last vestiges of hesitation, and Desi wound her hands into Alec’s hair. “Work can wait.”

Thanks for stopping by xx

Where you can pick up this novella:

Evernight Publishing: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/forever-men-by-lace-daltyn/

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Blog: http://lacedaltyn.wordpress.com/

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Release Day Naughtiness!!

Excuse me while I do a release day shimmy...
That's right folks, 'Jackie and Her Loose Talk' is now available as part of Evernight Publishing's Naughty Fairy Tale line :)

I grew up with a love of all the classic fairytales. Instead of pocket money, my Mum and my Gran let me choose a Ladybird book every week after the grocery shopping. I remember those days well, even though I was only about five or six at the time and I still have my collection. Many of those books are inscribed with the name and date; priceless to me now that both of those wonderful women in my life have passed away.

I was reading Doris O'Connor's, 'The Last of His Kind', when I started to think about writing my own fairytale. I was obssessed with the notion of becoming an author at a very young age and here was an opportunity to write my very own Fairytale. Of course, I never dreamed it would include threesomes and hot sex scenes but when you hang around with the Nuthouse Scribblers, that sort of thing is inevitable <grin>

So, here it is. My modern, sexy take on the Jack and the Beanstalk tale. I hope you enjoy it!

Blurb – Jackie and Her Loose Talk

Jackie Thompson is the kiss and tell queen, prepared to sleep her way to fame and fortune. Her latest escapade with two footballers is on course to secure her future but she trades it for a handful of magic beans…or in this case, the address of a reclusive billionaire.

Scarred by his past, Viktor Torok hides away from the outside world. When Jackie barges into his life he lets her get away in an effort to protect his privacy. But he hasn’t counted on the unwanted attraction that rages between them on their second meet.

Can she break through his walls and help them heal each other?

Excerpt

A gentle tug on his wrist woke Viktor from a heavy slumber. Through sleepy eyes he could make out Jackie’s blurry form at the top of the bed. “What are you doing?”

            “I thought you’d never wake up.” Another tug on his other wrist and he tried to sit up to see for himself. With both arms above his head, he couldn’t move.

“What the fuck?” He tried again but found both wrists tied to the brass headboard with two of his silk ties.

Jackie straddled his waist, teasing his barely awake cock with her smooth pussy. “We’re going to work on a little trust exercise.”

“This doesn’t tally with the ‘fall back and I’ll catch you’ scenario we were taught on the training courses. I think I’d remember the ‘tie you naked to the bed and give you a boner’ version.” She leaned forward to test the knots, her breasts rubbing him into semi-arousal.

“Much more effective I find.” A little wiggle of her hips coaxed him into a full hard-on and she couldn’t hide the smile in her eyes. “Now, why are you so reluctant for me to go down on you?”

He admired her direct approach; it didn’t leave room for lies. “It’s a delicate piece of my anatomy which I am reluctant to put anywhere it could get bitten off.”

Jackie eyed his swollen manhood. “It doesn’t look very delicate to me. In fact, not too long ago I think it tried to nail me to a tree trunk. So, have you always had this phobia of blowjobs?”

“You should have been a therapist you know. Although I think you need the glasses and hair in a bun to pull it off effectively.”

She slapped his thigh but rather than chastising him, the sharp sting excited him further. “I’m serious.”

“Since Carmen, I don’t trust anyone not to hurt me, physically or otherwise.” The truth finally emerged as Viktor came to terms with his fucked up view of the world and everyone in it.

To his relief, Jackie kept her business-like manner rather than pity him. “A wise man once told me to lie back and enjoy. So—” A wave of her hand shooed him back onto the pillow.

“Is this you acting out some sort of Domme fantasy?” Smart-mouthing her was the only stalling technique in his armory right now as panic set in. Am I ready to give myself over so completely to another woman?

“Now you come to mention it…” She took his cock in hand and rubbed the crown against her slit.

“Shouldn’t we have a safe word or something so you stop when I say?” Cold sweat broke out on his forehead at being totally at her mercy.

She let go so his cock slapped back on his belly. “You’re right. Hmm, what about Beanstalk?”

“Beanstalk?” He wasn’t sure whether to be offended or not. What size of Beanstalk?

“Yeah. Because it leads to such wonderful treasures.” Not giving him time to preen, Jackie bowed her head and took his cock deep into her mouth.

He fought his bindings, and curled his toes; desperate to take charge of his own body but Jackie’s mouth was definitely calling the shots. The swirl of her tongue around his shaft and the soft lips circling his girth threw his idea of careful control into turmoil. While he tried to form a coherent plan to dominate the situation, the blinding white light of impending orgasm obliterated all thoughts except the party going on between his legs.

Just as Viktor started to go with the flow, Jackie drew back from the base of his shaft and slowly slid him free of her tight hold. “Here ends lesson one.”

Buy Links: http://www.evernightpublishing.com/jackie-and-her-loose-talk-by-jorja-lovett/

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