Rounding Out September with a $0.99 Sale!

While the kids go back to school and the leaves shift from green to autumn shades of crimson and ochre, the Wedding Heat series goes on hiatus until next Spring.

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"Wedding Heat: One in the Hand" Touches Down!Wedding Heat: One in the Hand introduces many of the main players in the series as they make their way to Maggie and Ed’s luxury wedding resort.  Cora and Dan are an established married couple who get in touch with their inner exhibitionists… with some unexpectedly passionate sex in the car and the parking lot. Could be a good read for couples who like to share their erotica.


Wedding Heat: Two in the Bush bisexual erotica threesomeIn Wedding Heat: Two in the Hand, we meet a curvy girl who’s got a huge crush on one of her co-workers. When they arrive at the wedding resort for Friday night cocktails, she’s giddy with the hope that they’ll finally hook up… until the object of her lust and adoration picks up a gorgeous cougar!  Well, this wouldn’t be erotica if they didn’t all fall into bed together, right? Two eager women, one amazed guy… get ready for an insanely hot bisexual menage story!

Wedding Heat Skinny Dipping gay virgin eroticaThe third story in the series is Wedding Heat: Skinny Dipping.  Here, we’ve got gay, first-time, swimming-naked-in-a-man-made-lake, sex on the beach erotica.  They’re young guys.  One’s got some experience under his belt (oh wait–he’s not wearing a belt. because he’s naked.) and the other one’s a virgin.  It’s a popular story.

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Do you love Suki as much as I do?

The 12th Wedding Heat ebook has hit the market, and trust me–it’s a scorcher!

Wedding Heat: Wife Watching is the new favourite.  Voyeurism, exhibitionism, hotwife stranger sex, big fingers, huge cocks, FISTING (oooh, let’s take a deep breath after that one), fishnets, and one of my favourite husbands in fiction.


woman in white lace corset and diamante necklace, focus on corsetSimon likes to watch. Suki likes to fuck.  It’s a match made in heaven!


At Maggie and Ed’s wedding reception, Suki dances with every man at the party.  Her husband Simon isn’t much of a dancer.  He prefers to sit back and observe as she grinds against strangers’ hard bodies.  When she gives him the signal, it’s time to rush to their room at the luxury resort hotel.


Hiding behind the antique room divider, Simon waits for Suki to arrive with a man she’d only just met.  Nothing turns him on better than watching his wife go crazy with another guy… especially knowing that, once the stranger’s gone, they’ll have the hottest sex they know.


But when the swaggering stranger strips bare, his body blows Simon’s mind.  Even his fingers are huge!  After taking a guy like that, will Suki ever be satisfied with Simon?


Word Count: 9,000

Suki danced with every man at the reception—and half the women, too.
Simon had never been much of a dancer, not even when he was first dating Suki.  Even back in college, Suki would get up on the dance floor and grind against a stranger’s thigh.  Simon would sit back, watching.  People thought he was a wallflower.  He wasn’t.  Not really.  He was a man who knew what he liked.
And Simon liked to watch.
At the moment, Suki hung off a man who was big, black, and built.  His tailored vest and navy blue pants looked expensive, and his finely carved facial hair shouted out that he was a man who took great care in his appearance.
Mr. Big didn’t have a moustache.  He had a soul patch, of sorts, and cool cascading lines echoing the bold curve of his jawline.  His smile was contagious.
Over the booming music, Simon couldn’t hear what the dancing man whispered into Suki’s ear… but it made her giggle.  Simon wondered how old Mr. Big thought she was.  Suki had looked like a Japanese teenager until she was about thirty-seven.  Even now, she looked nowhere near her age.  She’d cut her hair recently, and the style made her look a little older, but Mr. Big probably took her for twenty-five, tops.
“Touch him,” Simon whispered into his wine glass.  He was confident Suki could hear his thoughts across the reception tent, even if she couldn’t hear his voice.  “Rub his cock.  Come on, Suki.  He’s so hot for you.  He’s so hard…”



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New Release! Wedding Heat: Swing Low

It’s been a bit of a wait, but the 9th installment of Wedding Heat has finally hit the market.

Wedding Heat: Swing Low (BDSM Menage Erotica) is a so full of fetish, BDSM, lesbian licking, bisexy anal loving and fishnets that it’s almost impossible to categorize.  Oh, I forgot the sex swing.  Oh, and it’s about swingers.  Hence the name.  Duh.

Before I share the blurb and an excerpt, I just want to tell you a TMI story about the publication process.  If you don’t like TMI, cover your ears.  Or your eyes, I guess.

As I might have mentioned, my girlfriend is a grammar geek (so am I, for that matter), and she’s editing the entire Wedding Heat series.  I LOVE collaborating with her.  We work really well together.

Anyhoo, one day I met up with her and she mentioned that she’d been working on Wedding Heat: Swing Low.  As soon as I saw her (in the parking lot at her workplace), she was super touchy, affectionate, grabby, you name it.  Sweet’s not usually one for over PDAs, so I was kind of like, “What’s going on here?”  It struck me as bizarre.

Until the day I started proofreading Wedding Heat: Swing Low.

Holy Mother!  I guess a long while had gone by from the time I wrote Swing Low to the time I proofread it, because I didn’t remember how blazing hot it was.  I mean… this is the book my girl calls “10,000 words, all sex” and that’s pretty much true.  But not just any old sex.  There’s Neil dominating his wife and his sister-in-law, who are so hot for each other all they want to do is lick each others’ pussies.  The girls are in fishnet bodystockings, Suki’s bound in a sex swing, Denitsa’s fucking her with a strap-on… *water! please!*

So, the day I was proofreading this story, my girlfriend walked through my front door and I just jumped her.  I didn’t even say hello.  I literally grabbed her crotch and started playing with her.  It wasn’t even a seduction, it was more of a “We’re having sex now. Hope you’re okay with that.”

That’s the impact Wedding Heat: Swing Low had on my girl and I.  I hope it works as well in your sex life!

Forget the happy couple—it’s the guests that make this wedding sizzle!

Neil and Denitsa could be called many things—swingers, fetishists, sex toy connoisseurs, BDSM aficionados—but when they attend their nephew’s wedding, their wild sex life isn’t something they share with the family.  Well, that’s not entirely true.  After Neil stops off en route to buy a sex swing, fishnet body stockings, a whip and a brand new strap-on, he and Denitsa are eager to invite their sister-in-law Suki to play with their new toys.  It’s been years since the three of them have gone to bed together.  Does Suki still swing that way?

WARNINGS: This title contains bondage, domination, lesbian sex, anal fetish, sex toys, and MFF ménage.


Denitsa stood at the foot of the bed and waited.  With every breath, she felt her bodystocking dig more ruthlessly into her skin.  She could smell Suki’s cunt.  Their mutual excitement was the perfume of nymphs.

“Stand still,” Neil instructed.  He fitted a belt around Denitsa’s hips and buckled it at the back.  She knew what it was by the heaviness in front of her.  There were straps that went around her upper thighs too, and Neil buckled them so tight she wondered if she’d be able to move her legs.

“Open your eyes,” he said.

Denitsa gazed down at her sizeable black cock.  It was big, but not too big, and in fact that surprised her.  Neil so enjoyed watching her insert shockingly huge items into other women’s pussies.  The dildo attached to this gorgeous leather harness appeared small for his taste.

The cat o’nine tails rested over Neil’s shoulder as he strode toward Suki’s upturned ass.  Grabbing her cheeks with both hands, he spread them wide, giving Denitsa a superb view of her sweet asshole.

“I want you to fuck little sister’s ass,” Neil said before spitting into the groove of Suki’s crack.  Her hole puckered as his frothy spit lingered above it.

“Is that all the lubrication she gets?” Denitsa asked.  Now she understood why this dildo was smaller than the ones they had at home.  Even so, the cock was large enough to cause Suki serious pain without considerable lube.

“Don’t get antsy,” Neil said.  “Remember who’s holding the whip.”

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SEXcerpt from Wedding Heat 5: MILF of the Groom

I wanted to write an older woman who shared many concerns about her body that real-world women have.  Everybody thinks Ellora’s gorgeous, and okay she’s ready to agree she’s not bad looking, but years after her husband’s death she has fears about getting sexual with a new man.

Okay, let’s put it all on the table: sometimes when she sneezes or laughs a little too hard… well, you know, there might be a little leakage.  Oh god, what if that happened when she was with a man?  Especially a young man like her son’s business partner Russ…

The family’s been spreading vile rumours about Ellora, mother of the groom.

When Ellora overhears these rumours repeated during Friday night cocktails in honour of her son’s wedding, she flees the Boathouse bar in tears. Luckily, there’s a young man outside with shoulders huge enough to cry on all night long.

Her son’s business partner Russ is more than just a hulking body—he’s the strong and sensitive type. Just what Ellora needs right now. And, though her looks have earned her the title “MILF of the groom,” Russ is the only man who makes her tremble.

But will Ellora’s fears about sharing her aging body with a younger man prevent their desires from blossoming?

WARNINGS: This title contains graphic language and explicit sex between an older woman and a younger man.

Every time Russ squeezed Ellora’s breasts, she watched the muscles in his arms and back tense, then release.  His body was a godly machine, and she couldn’t get enough.  When he pinched her nipples, streams of energy shot to her clit, pushing her ever closer to that high-fenced border, the one she hadn’t dared to cross in so long.

The ache in her core grew hotter with every lick, and when he sucked her clit into his sizzling mouth, she was sure she couldn’t keep quiet.  It felt so good, oh so wonderfully amazingly good.  How could she hold back?

Ellora tried to pull away, to squirm from her impending orgasm, but Russ released her breasts and wrapped his arms firmly around her waist.  He went at her like crazy, sucking her clit and shaking his head side to side.  His saliva pooled in her pussy, making her so wet the juice actually slid down her crack to coat the fine leather under her bum.

Everything was slippery now, and she bucked against his face, holding his head and riding his tongue.  “Oh Russ!”

He made a noise like an animal, a growling sort of moan, and pressed his meaty tongue flat against her pussy.  She writhed on it, circling her hips while he pinched her tits.  Oh, his fingertips were so scorching hot every press of them against her tender nipples brought shuddering shocks straight down to her cunt.

“Yes!”  She held his head, wrapping her legs around his massive back.  “Yes, Russ, oh God yes!”

Her heels clacked together when she tried to cross her ankles, so she pushed them under the waistband of his khakis.  When he licked, she kicked, driving her heels into his muscular ass cheeks, making him wince and growl and tear at her pussy lips with his teeth.

“Oh yes,” she cried, kicking him, making him hiss.  “Yes, Russ, don’t stop!”

He worked her clit with his mouth, drawing out that heavy buzzing orgasm sitting like a weight at the base of Ellora’s pelvis.  She felt it twinging, like an itch that could only be scratched by a man’s hot tongue.  The more he licked, the heavier it became, until she felt she could no longer support it.

The pressure built, higher and higher, moving in her belly, shifting toward her clit.  Grinding against his stalwart face, she brought herself closer, so close, almost there…

And then, “Oh, stop!”


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SEXcerpt from Wedding Heat 1: One in the Hand

I spent last week at the cottage, but while I was away I  scheduled posts to go up every day at my Donuts & Desires blog.  This week I’m bringing those sexy excerpt posts here to the Wedding Heat site.

New installments in the Wedding Heat series are currently in production, but while we’re on hiatus (I always said I started writing Wedding Heat because there was nothing good on TV), enjoy a new excerpt from existing ebooks every day!

Today, a new excerpt from Wedding Heat: One in the Hand.
Forget the happy couple–it’s the guests that make this wedding sizzle!

In One in the Hand, the first book of Giselle Renarde’s
Wedding Heat series, the bride’s aunt Cora and uncle Dan are en route to Maggie and Ed’s weekend-long wedding retreat at a luxury resort.  When Cora tries to get handsy with her hubby in the car and Dan rejects her advances, will it ruin the weekend for Cora?  Or does Dan have a naughty surprise up his sleeve?

WARNINGS: This title contains graphic language and explicit sex–inside, outside, and on the hood of a car.  


Cora looked up at her husband, though the angle was awkward.  The dark lust in his eyes told her everything she needed to know.  It was time.

Bowing into his lap, Cora slipped Dan’s tip fully between her lips, closing her mouth around it and sucking, suckling.  Not too hard, not yet.  She stroked his shaft in tempo, bringing that wonderfully soft skin toward her lips before pulling it back down, pushing and pulling like waves shifting sand on a beach.

“Oh Cor, swallow it.”  Dan flicked her hair away from her face, and that told her he was watching her every move.  And that turned her on beyond belief.  “Move your hands away and just deepthroat it.”

She did as he asked, holding loosely to the base of his cock with one hand and his balls with the other.  That made him gasp.  Maybe he would come soon, though she didn’t want him to, not yet.

After rubbing the tip at the back of her throat, she was ready for anything.  Cora devoured Dan’s cock.  One move.  She just lunged down on the thing, letting it strike the back of her throat where it usually would have made her gag.  It didn’t.  Not this time.  She closed her whole mouth around his length and wetted his hot flesh while she sucked.  She’d never been this wildly turned on while sucking cock.  But, then, when was the last time she’d sucked cock in the front seat of a car?

Suddenly it occurred to Cora that they were in public and quite visible to anyone who might pull into this lot.  She sucked Dan’s dick a little slower, listening intently for other engines, other tires.  Nothing.  Nothing but chirping birds and squirrels calling each other in the trees.

She built up her pace, bobbing in his lap, less and less concerned about where they were.  She just wanted to get him off now.  She wrapped one hand around the base of his shaft and squeezed his balls with the other.  When he gripped the back of the seat, he shook the whole bench and Cora was thrilled.  Between her legs, she felt more wetness building up than she’d managed in ages.  She was turned on sucking cock, and that made her work even harder, stroke him faster, suck like crazy.

“Oh Cor, I gotta fuck you.”  Dan pulled her head from his lap, and her brain seemed to swim inside her skull.

The world looked a little darker than it had before, but that made sense.  The sun was going down.  Going down fast.


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“If the Shoes Fit” take ’em off and he’ll suck those toes!

I’m pretty sure my girl and I aren’t the only people in the world with sensitive tootsies.  Toe-sucking is quite simply AMAZING, and my personal enjoyment certainly came into play when I wrote the newest story in the Wedding Heat collection, Wedding Heat: If the Shoes Fit.

This is the story of Farrah and Lane’s sweet and sensual reunion.  As you may recall from other stories in the collection, Farrah is male-to-female transsexual.  She hasn’t seen Lane since she was a teenaged boy, and boy oh boy things have changed since then!

The sensual aspect of Wedding Heat: If the Shoes Fit focuses on feet, shoes, toes, as well as the relationship between our feet and our bodies as a whole.  Kind of perfect for Farrah, who has been objectified and used by so many men that she  isn’t comfortable sharing her body with Lane just yet.

But Lane’s got secrets of his own, and the poor guy’s afraid Farrah will take off if she finds out.


Farrah fell in love with Lane a long time ago. He was a family friend, a little older. She was a teenager—and a boy, back then. When she confessed her love to Lane, he disappeared from the family’s life.

Since those days of teenaged angst, Farrah has come to identify as a woman. Her transition is well underway when she arrives at her niece Maggie’s wedding weekend. Though the family’s all there, the last person Farrah expects to see is Lane—a little older, more dashing than ever.

The love she felt for him in her youth surges to the fore, and she knows this is the man she’ll build a life with. But will Lane’s secrets drive Farrah away for good?

WARNINGS: This title contains graphic language, shoe fetish, and orgasmic toe-sucking.

And here’s a little EXCERPT.  They walk into the woods and climb up to a very glamorous bird hide:

There was so much lust between them it was filling this bird hide like steam in a shower stall.

She took a step away from him, even though she really wanted to move closer.  Astonishingly, there was a Persian rug across the floor, a lovely little table, some chairs, a velvet ottoman, even what seemed like a futon draped with a satin coverlet.  Above their heads was a glowing light fixture at the centre of the ceiling.  Extending out from the fixture to the four corners, a shimmering fabric gave this hideaway the feel of a little palace.  Luxury in the wilderness.

“They must expect people to get naughty in a place like this,” Farrah said.  She didn’t actually process the words until they were out of her mouth, but once she heard them her whole body went stiff.  “Oh, I didn’t mean us.  I didn’t mean…”

“You didn’t?”  Lane stepped onto the Persian rug, brushing his fingers down her forearms.  Even through the fabric of her dress, she could feel his fingertips, feel their heat and their want.  “Really?  Because I… I’ve thought about you quite a lot over the years, especially since your mother told me you were living as a woman.  There was something I saw in you back then. I didn’t know what it was, although it didn’t matter because you were a teenager and I was…”

“Only seven years older,” Farrah said.  There were some things you never forgot.  “When I was sixteen, you were twenty-three.  The gap must have seemed so significant to you.  Not to me.  I loved you then. I love you now.”  She didn’t even hesitate before telling him.

“After so many years?” he asked, squeezing her hands.  “You don’t know me anymore.”

“You don’t know me at all,” she responded.  “But don’t you feel the same way?  Don’t you feel like everything in life has been building to this moment?”

Farrah could see in the blaze of his eyes that the answer was yes.

Pulling her close, Lane kissed her until her whole body felt wrapped in his warmth and desire and lust.  She whirled with emotion, with want, as his hot tongue played against hers.  It felt so wonderful to have something of his inside something of hers, and she only wished she could have more.

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New Release! Wedding Heat: MILF of the Groom

Wedding Heat: MILF of the Groom features an older woman finding love in the arms of a younger man.

Ed’s mother Ellora is gorgeous but maligned by her family.  Russ is her son’s business partner, a ruggedly handsome contractor.  When she needs a strong shoulder to cry on, Russ is there for her (and he’s more than just a pair of shoulders!).

We first heard mention of the “MILF of the Groom” in Wedding Heat: Skinny Dipping, when Greg gave Joey the scoop on that family rumour that Ellora was sleeping with her son Keith.  This story comes at us from Ellora’s point of view, and we feel her pain and alienation.

Everybody at the Boathouse bar is talking about her.  There’s no escape!  Even in the bathroom, she overhears a conversation about herself and, though she doesn’t have the strength to face these rumours head-on, she also doesn’t really have anyone to voice her hurt to… not until she bumps into Russ.

Russ has been half in love with her for years, but Ellora was grieving the death of her husband.  Even if she’s now emotionally ready to succumb to their mutual desire… is she really prepared to share her aging body with a strapping young man like Russ?

Even in the low light of the library, Ellora could see the scarlet blush rising up Russ’s neck, ascending all the way to his forehead.

“You’re a very attractive lady,” he said.  “Very attractive.  I wouldn’t be lying if I said you were the most beautiful woman here.  I think your family’s jealous of more than just your money, Mrs. Milton.”

“Ellora,” she insisted, gazing up at him, finding at once softness and sheer lust in his eyes.

“Ellora,” he said, his breath rumbling like a grizzly’s growl.

The heat between them might have singed the eyebrows off a weaker woman, but Ellora wore their shared lust like a jewel.  “You’ve been so kind,” she said.


She didn’t give him time to finish, launching herself at his lips, kissing him hard while his fingers felt their way up her side.  Her dress was a flimsy thing, though heavy with shimmering beads, and his fingertips soon met bare skin, searing it like a hot pan.

Russ broke away.

“Maybe we shouldn’t,” he whimpered like a loyal mutt.

But Ellora was already reaching around, unfastening her bra before letting the strap of her dress slip down her shoulder, slide down her arm.  “Oh Russ, darling, I rather think we should.”

His hot gaze followed a trail of naked skin left in the wake of her tumbling dress.  When her breasts were bare, he stared at them, transfixed, and that wolfish lust in his eyes gave her cause to grin zealously.  She took hold of his big hand and moved it to her breast, pressing it, making him squeeze.

The heat of his skin against her sensitive nipple ramped up Ellora’s wild desire.  She moaned softly, and he responded in kind, sliding down the couch and landing on the floor in front of her.  Like a desperate beast, Russ pulled her into his grip and sucked her nipple so hard she hissed at the sensation.

“Careful, careful,” she warned, pressing on his forehead, shifting him to the other breast.  “Too much too soon, sweety.”

He looked up at her with worry in his dark eyes.  “I’m sorry, Mrs. Milton. Did I hurt you?”

She smiled, trying not to laugh.  “Will you please call me Ellora?”

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