Tuesday, October 30, 2012

Tasty Tuesday Hunk!

Very nice!

  


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The Winner of the Howloween Blog Hop!

The winner of the Howloween Blog Hop is Kelsey!  Congratulations!  If you could email me at paigetyler@paigetylertheauthor.com and let me know what format you'd like UNMASKED in, I'll send it right out to you!

Thank you to everyone who entered!

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Friday, October 26, 2012

Howloween Blog Hop!

 


Welcome to the Howloween Blog Hop!

I have a sexy excerpt from my hot Halloween-themed erotic romance called UNMASKED to get you in the mood! 

It's about a girl going to a costume party and hooking up with a hot masked man.  I think there's just something inherently sexy about them - you know, no one knows who you are underneath the mask, so you can do anything you want. I wanted to make it even more intriguing, so I thought, what if the heroine goes to the costume party looking for this hot, hunky coworker she's been lusting after? Of course, she'd have to know what he's going to be dressed up as for it to work, so I settled on the phantom of Venice. Just sounds mysterious, doesn't it? To make it more fun, though, I decided to have more than one guy dressed up in the same costume, so the heroine would have to come up with some ingenious way to figure out which guy was the one she was looking for. Admittedly, that was a good idea. Really good. But I didn't stop there. I wanted the heroine to have even more fun, so instead of making the costume party a regular old Halloween party, I made it a spanking party! For some reason, that always seems to be a big theme in my books! LOL! So, what does the heroine do, you're wondering? Let every phantom of Venice she comes across spank her until she find the right one? I don't want to give too much of the story away, but trust me when I say that the heroine has a LOT of fun trying to figure out which guy is the one she's looking for!


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When Tabitha Buckley gets a chance to go to the hottest Halloween costume party in LA, she can’t turn it down, especially since the coworker she’s been lusting after is going to be there. And since she knows he’ll be dressed as the phantom of Venice, he should be easy to find. What Tabitha doesn’t know is that this isn’t the average costume party, but a spanking party. Having gotten spanked by a few boyfriends before, that doesn’t bother her as much as the fact that there’s more than one phantom of Venice on the guest list.

Not to be deterred, she decides the best way to figure out which masked hunk is her coworker is to let each phantom spank her until she find the man she’s looking for. And when she finds him, the night is going to end exactly like she’s always fantasized - in bed having hot, sweaty sex!




Excerpt:


She turned her head to see a man standing just outside the French doors there. Although he was half hidden in the shadows, the tricorn hat and cape of his costume were unmistakable. He was one of the elusive phantoms she had been looking for.

Even though she’d decided she wasn’t going to waste another minute looking for Robert, she found herself walking toward the man as if drawn to him. He was tall with broad shoulders and dark hair, just like Robert. Though she didn’t remember her coworker being quite so tall or well built. Then again, he didn’t often wear a cape and a tricorn hat to Sultry Records, so it was hard to tell. The costume could make him look bigger than he really was.

His sensuous lips curved into a smile. “I was wondering when you’d get around to me.”

Her breath hitched. Was this Robert? More importantly, did he know who she was? She gazed into his eyes, looking for a hint of recognition, but it was impossible to see his expression with a mask on.

“Get around to you?” she asked.

He shrugged. “I couldn’t help but notice that you seem to have a thing for the phantom of Venice.”

Her face colored at that. Had he been watching her? “There is something rather sexy about being spanked by a tall, dark, mysterious man in a cape and mask.”

He let out a soft chuckle. The deep, husky sound felt like a caress on her skin and she shivered. Was that Robert’s voice? She wasn’t sure. It definitely sounded as sexy as she remembered from the few times they’d talked.

“So do you want me to give you a spanking?” he asked softly.

Heat pooled between her thighs at the thought of him putting her over his knee. She gave him a flirtatious smile. “That is why I’m here.”

He grinned. “I was hoping you’d say that.”

Tabitha’s pulse raced as he took her hand and led her outside to the ornate stone bench on the terrace. Even though she’d gotten two spankings already that night, the possibility that this time she was actually going to have her bottom warmed by the man she’d been dreaming of, fantasizing about and lusting after forever made her pussy tingle with anticipation. God, if she got any hotter, she was going to orgasm just from thinking about it.

Sitting down on the bench, he slowly guided her over his knee, then placed a hand on her back like the other two phantoms who had spanked her. When he lightly cupped her ass through her short dress with his other hand and gave it a squeeze, Tabitha knew this spanking wasn’t going to be like the ones the others had given her.




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Thursday, October 25, 2012

Thursday Thirteen - TEAM ROPING!



Thirteen Sexy Excerpts from TEAM ROPING, my hot new cowboy menage!
 
 
1.
Dallas bent to grab a couple beers from the fridge when she felt eyes on her. She turned to find two rodeo riders sitting at the far end of the bar giving her the full-on eye exam. If she didn't know better, she’d think she forgot to put on her jeans before coming to work because they were definitely attracted to something down there. Of course, they could simply be waiting for her to look their way so they could get her attention. But if that were the case, they'd be waving their arms in the air or whistling right now, not eyeing her ass like it was the last rib on the buffet.


 
 
2.
“We both want a woman who gives as good as she gets,” Ked answered for both of them. “A woman who isn't afraid to tell a man what she needs to get off, and isn't ashamed of it. We're guessing you're exactly that kind of woman. Are we right?”
 
Dallas hesitated, looking from one man to the other. The lust in their eyes was obvious and intense. Several more customers were calling for her attention now. She couldn't put them off much longer. This place was her livelihood.

“Are we right?” Ked asked again.

She should say no, tell them that they had her all wrong. If she did, they’d almost certainly head off looking for another score. But she couldn't do that. It wasn't in her nature.

“Truthfully?” she asked.

They both nodded.

“Then yes, I'm exactly the kind of woman you think I am. I'd rock your world—if I ever slept with you.”
 
 
3.
She gave them a smile as she walked over. “Aren't you two getting bored sitting around here watching me work?”

Mack shook his head. “Not at all. Watching a pretty woman is never boring. Especially since I'm spending my time imagining what you're going to look like naked later.

Beside him, Ked snorted. “Keep imagining because you're never going to see her naked. Unless she lets me take a picture of her to give to you, that is.”


Dallas couldn't help but laugh at the sophomoric barbs being thrown back and forth between the two men. They seemed to think the only way either one of them would win her was if they beat the other one.
 
 
4.
“Steer roping?” she teased. “Isn't that for guys who just can't work well together?”

Mack let out a short laugh. “You got it all wrong. Team roping is for men who don’t have the balls to rope up a cow by themselves."

“Got that right,” Ked agreed.

“I don't know,” Dallas mused. “I think the idea of two men working together to tie up a woman is pretty damn manly. Not to mention sexy as hell.”
 
 
5.
They were both gorgeous as sin, both obviously interested in her, and both looking for a night of no-strings-attached fun. In other words, both were perfect for her. Unfortunately, there was no practical way to choose between them.
 
 
6.
Ked nudged Mack aside and moved in front of her. “And I think you're as interested in getting your clothes off as we are. The only thing you have to decide is who's going to get to see you naked—me or Mack?”

Dallas laughed and pushed past both of them to walk over to the bar. Stepping up on the foot rail, she turned and levered herself up until she was seated on the highly polished wood. She wiggled back and forth on top of the bar, wondering briefly what it would be like to get fucked up here. But right now she had to focus on this next part—or she might not be getting fucked tonight at all.

She lounged back on the palms of her hands, kicking her booted feet and giving them her naughtiest smile.

“That part is easy. I’m not going to sleep with either of you.” She gave them a sultry look. “Unless I sleep with both of you.”
 
 
7.
Mack and Ked looked at each other again. After a moment, Ked nodded. Mack nodded back.

“We agree—on one condition,” Ked said. “At the end of the night, you have to honestly tell us which one of us is better in the sack.”

“And no wimping out with one of those you-were-both-so-wonderful lines,” Mack added. “We want an honest answer.”

Dallas felt her whole body start to vibrate. Two hunky cowboys competing to prove themselves the best lover? How could a girl lose in a situation like this?

“Deal,” she said.
 
 
8.
It was a strange sensation—being kissed so thoroughly, feeling Ked's strong hands controlling her body, while at the same time trying to preserve some amount of attention for what might be coming at her from behind

Fortunately, Mack didn't make her wait long. She felt his hands slide under the bottom of her open shirt, mentally tracking the movement as they moved up her side, then along her ribs, and finally up to cup her breasts. Dallas moaned against Ked's mouth as Mack began to squeeze her breasts firmly through the material of her bra. Thank God she’d worn one of her fancy lace numbers and not a plain cotton one.

Mack pressed up against her back, grinding himself slowly against her ass, making her moan again. He pushed aside her hair with gentle fingers and put his mouth to the curve of her neck.

As if not wanting to be outdone, Ked drew her lower lip into his mouth and sucked on it. Keeping one hand in her hair, he skimmed the other down her body to rest on her hip, casually tugging her against his hard-on.
 
 
9.
Mack bent to put his mouth close to her ear. “Have you ever fantasized about what it’d be like to get your pussy licked right here on your own bar

Dallas trembled so hard it would have been impossible for the two men to miss it. She wasn't sure what made her react that way—the question itself, or the fact that she’d indeed had that fantasy a good many times.

Ked grinned. “I'll take that as a yes.”
 
 
10.
Dallas sat there the bar, completely naked and horny as hell, while two frustratingly smug cowboys looked her over like a dessert tray at the buffet restaurant down the street.

She narrowed her eyes at them. “If you two make me wait one more minute, I'm going behind this bar for my shotgun.”

Ked chuckled. “Wouldn't dream of it.”

Taking her hand, he spun her around so she was sitting parallel with the length of the bar, then jumped up on it with her and positioned himself between her legs in a matter of seconds. She felt like a calf being taken down like a well-trained cowboy—which Ked obviously was.
 
 
11.
She looked up at Ked from beneath her lashes. “You're pretty good at this tie-up thing."

He chuckled. “I'm a cowboy—it sorta comes with the job description.”
 
 
12.
While Dallas couldn’t see what was going on behind her, her imagination filled in all the missing data the moment she heard a rustling sound behind her. Ked had just torn open a condom wrapper. Even now, he was rolling the rubber sheath down that thick cock of his and getting ready to line it up with her soaking wet pussy. In seconds, he was going to be fucking the hell out of her—at the same time Mack plundered her mouth.

A tremor ran through her. She was practically bouncing in anticipation.

Mack crouched back down in front of her. “Got a question for you, Dallas.”

Not exactly what she’d expected her dark-haired cowboy to do, but okay. “Go for it.”

“Have you ever been spanked?”
 
 
13.
“So,” Mack drawled. “Who would you like in your ass?”

“Why do I have to choose? If you do me slow and easy, I might be able to handle it if you take turns.” She gave them her newly patented, sexy, raised-eyebrow look. “How does that sound?”

“That sounds real good,” Ked agreed. “But you just said we should handle this as a team, why don't we do it that way?”

She tried not to look too dense. “O-kay. What exactly do you mean?”

Mack leaned in and grazed her ear with his lips while Ked did the same to the other.

“Ked means,” Mack whispered in her ear, “that one of us will be in your ass.”

“And the other will be in your pussy,” Ked finished. “At the same time.”
 
 
 
 
 
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Paige




Wednesday, October 24, 2012

New Release! Hot Cowboy Menage! TEAM ROPING, Book Two in The Buckle Bunnies Series!

What's better than a hot cowboy? Two hot cowboys, of course! Which is exactly what you'll get in TEAM ROPING, the second book in my BUCKLE BUNNIES SERIES!

Remember I mentioned that this series focuses on hot, hunky rodeo riders and the women who can't get enough of them?  Well, in this book, sexy bar owner Dallas O'Shea has a pair of steer ropers competing for her attention.  She can't choose between the two men, though, so she tells them that she won't sleep with either of them, unless she sleeps with both of them - at the same time!

Happy Reading!





She's not going to sleep with either of them, unless she sleeps with both of them!

When two hot rodeo riders walk into Dallas O'Shea's bar, she can't help but notice them. Steer ropers Mack Carter and Ked Everett have set their sights on her, too, regardless of the fact that she's going to be mixing drinks until closing. Any other time, she would have jumped at the chance to rope herself a hot stud like Mack or Ked - what woman didn't like a pair of cowboy boots under her bed now and then?

When closing time comes around, both men are still there. She can't choose between the two cowboys, so she tells them she won't sleep with either of them, unless she sleeps with both of them. She doesn't think they'll take her up on the offer - they look like they'd rather shoot each other before bedding her together. But they surprise her by agreeing - on one condition. Afterward, Dallas has to honestly tell them who was better in bed. Two hunky cowboys, each motivated to please her like she's never been pleased before? How can a woman lose in a situation like this?

For Dallas, it's going to be a night like she's never had, and for Mack and Ked, the night ends with the cowboys getting a chance to demonstrate two of their greatest talents - roping and riding. Yeehaw!


Excerpt:

Her gaze went to Mack and Ked. They were both lounging back on their bar stools, looking more handsome than two men had a right to be. Since they’d hung around this long, they obviously weren’t going anywhere. For the first time, she started thinking she might really end up with company for the evening. But which one would she take home with her? Whoever it was, they were definitely going to her place. She wasn't a hotel kind of girl.

She gave them a careful perusal as she rinsed out the blender she’d used to make the cosmic screwdriver. They were both damn hot, each in his own unique way.

Ked was broader and more muscular. Mack had that lean, wiry look that so many rodeo riders possessed. Ked’s hair was a bit shorter than Mack’s, but she'd have no problem getting her fingers lost in either man’s.

Both men were at least a foot taller than she was — that was important. She liked a guy who could pull her into his arms and make her melt. That didn't work out so well when a woman was taller than her man.

Both had that slight stubble on their jaws she found so attractive. Her hand just itched to caress all that scruff.

Both had very interesting bulges in their jeans, too — bulges that made her mouth water with delight at the thought of how well-endowed they must be.

Hell, both men even had damn near perfect boots on — she’d caught a glimpse when she’d leaned over the bar to talk to them earlier.

So, how was she supposed to decide between them?

She didn't know, but figured she couldn't go wrong either way. Something told her both men would be championship buckle material in the sack. The image made her pussy suddenly throb. She would have slid her hand down for a caress or two, but the customers probably would have noticed her playing with herself.

Dallas bit her lip to stifle a moan and glanced at the clock again. One-thirty. It was a little early to give last call, but she did it anyway. The regulars grumbled at that, but she pacified them quickly enough by announcing the final round was on the house.

Mack and Ked both looked relieved to hear it was closing time. To her surprise, they grabbed some towels from behind the bar and wiped down the tables as customers slowly trickled out. They sure were eager to get her into bed, weren’t they? She almost told them they didn’t have to help, but then she got a look at their jean-clad butts as
they turned to put the chairs up on the tables and forgot what she’d been going to say.

Damn, those were some great asses.

Since she had two men more than willing to help clean up the place, Dallas let Caleb and the waitresses go early. Her cook, Marsala, left as soon as she cleaned up the kitchen and put away the leftovers. As Dallas watched the two men sweep the floor — while eyeing each other like a pair of ornery bulls—she called cabs for the patrons too blasted to walk home, much less drive. She was grateful to Mack and Ked for helping her get those who’d overimbibed into their rides when they got there. That was usually the worst job of the night, but for the rodeo cowboys rustling drunks was probably nothing compared to
manhandling a couple hundred pounds of pissed-off steer.

“I need to do some paperwork before I leave,” she said as they closed the door behind the last of the customers. “You’ll both be here when I come out of the office, right?”

“I can’t speak for Ked, but I’m not going anywhere,” Mack said.

“Me, either,” Ked agreed.

Her lips curved. She hoped that’d be their answer.

Dallas quickly counted up the credit card receipts and cash, then locked everything in the safe in her office. It took a few more minutes to handle the accounting books.

Mostly because she was preoccupied with the two horny cowboys out there cleaning up for her as she marked down Sara as being out while throwing some overtime cash to her other workers for handling the big rodeo rush so well. What the heck was she going to do with Mack and Ked?

They were both gorgeous as sin, both obviously interested in her, and both looking for a night of no-strings-attached fun. In other words, both were perfect for her. Unfortunately, there was no practical way to choose between them.

She supposed she could ask each man for a kiss and see which was better. Kind of like test driving a car. Then again, maybe that wasn’t the best idea. As competitive as these two were, it’d likely start a fist fight between them, and she'd be left with a busted-up bar and no sex.

Sighing, she turned off the light and walked out of her office to find her potential bedmates leaning casually back against the bar and looking good enough to eat. It was useless. There was no way she could choose between them.

Why should she have to?

Dallas almost gasped at the thought. What was she saying, that she wanted to have a threesome with them? It was something she’d always fantasized about — didn’t every woman? But that had only been a fantasy. She’d never imagine doing it for real. Here was her chance. Only a fool would pass that up.

Of course, she had no idea if these two cowboys would go for it.

They’d turned down the lights in the bar until the place felt more like an old-fashioned saloon than a modern cowboy bar. She liked it—the darkened room set the perfect ambience for what she intended.
They had also flipped the switch on the welcome light in the front window. Now it read Closed — Come Back Real Soon!

These two thought of everything.

Everything except the possibility that she wanted to sleep with both of them, she’d wager.

Dallas put a little extra wiggle in her walk as she approached the two men. Their gazes slid down her body like warm honey to settle on her swaying hips. She had their undivided attention — good.

She came to a halt in front of them, then made a point of looking at the bar which they’d not only cleaned, but polished too, as well as the stacks of crated glassed they’d washed and dried.

“Thanks for all the help,” she said. “If you hadn't, I'd be stuck here for another hour.”

“No problem.” Mack grinned. “I think I can speak for Ked when I say we definitely had an ulterior motive.”

She let a slow, sexy smile pull up the corners of her lips. “Really? And what motive is that?”

Mack pushed away from the bar to close the distance between them. This near, she could smell his cologne and that unmistakable scent of pure masculine yumminess. Dang, it was amazing how arousing a man’s scent could be.

“Oh, I think you know,” he said in that soft rumbling voice of his. “The sooner we close up this bar, the sooner one of us gets your clothes off.”

The blatant confidence in his words made little goose bumps chase each other across her skin. She licked her lips.

“That’s a pretty good motive.”

“Yeah, it is.” Ked nudged Mack aside and moved in front of her. “And I think you're as interested in getting your clothes off as we are. The only thing you have to decide is who's going to get to see you naked—me or Mack?”

Dallas laughed and pushed past both of them to walk over to the bar. Stepping up on the foot rail, she turned and levered herself up until she was seated on the highly polished wood. She wiggled back and forth on top of the bar, wondering briefly what it would be like to get fucked up here.

But right now she had to focus on this next part — or she might not be getting fucked tonight at all.

She lounged back on the palms of her hands, kicking her booted feet and giving them her naughtiest smile.

“That part is easy. I’m not going to sleep with either of you.” She gave them a sultry look. “Unless I sleep with both of you.”

Both men stood there staring at her in stunned silence. From the looks on their faces, they clearly didn’t like the idea. Damn. Maybe this hadn’t been such a good suggestion.

Ked's eyes narrowed. “Are you serious?”

Then again, maybe this might still work. She nodded. “I’m very serious. You two have spent the whole night trying to charm my pants off, and I'm more than willing to let that happen.”

She moved her hands to her belt buckle and slowly began to undo it. Their eyes locked on her movements as if she’d reached for a gun.

“But I've decided it’d be wrong to choose between you — and that I shouldn't have to. If you both want me, you can have me, but you have to be willing to work together. Is that something you can do?”

The way the two men eyed each other made her seriously doubt her sexual magnetism. They looked as if they’d rather shoot each other than bed her together.

She stopped working her buckle and looked at her watch instead. “If you two can't handle that, you might want to hurry on down the street to The Last Chance Saloon. They stay open a little later than the rest, and there might be a few lonely girls left looking for a cowboy to ride.”

Mack and Ked looked at each other again. After a moment, Ked nodded. Mack nodded back.

“We agree — on one condition,” Ked said. “At the end of the night, you have to honestly tell us which one of us is better in the sack.”

“And no wimping out with one of those you-were-both-so-wonderful lines,” Mack added. “We want an honest answer.”

Dallas felt her whole body start to vibrate. Two hunky cowboys competing to prove themselves the best lover? How could a girl lose in a situation like this?

“Deal,” she said.

She was lying through her teeth, of course. There was no way she was going to give them the answer they were looking for, but she'd deal with that later. If things went the way she hoped, both men would be so exhausted after she was done with them they wouldn't have enough energy to worry about their silly sexual competition.


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Monday, October 22, 2012

The Winner of the Bewitching Blog Hop!

The winner of the Bewitching Blog Hop is Vanessa N!  If you'll email me with your choice of ebooks and what format you'd like, I'll get your book right out to you!

Congratulations!

Thank you to everyone who entered to win.  And thank you for the compliments.  I'm so flattered!

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Friday, October 19, 2012

Bewitching Blog Hop!

There's a blog hop this weekend, and you know what that means. Hot hunks, cool prizes and yummy excerpts! You could win some very sexy books, including one from me - your choice! But you MUST comment on this blog to win! Oh, and be sure to leave your email address!

And if you're looking for a fun, sexy beach read, I hope you'll pick up my newest release, RIDE OF HER LIFE, the first book in my brand new Buckle Bunnies Series! It'll focus on hot, hunky rodeo riders and the women who can't get enough of them, and be filled with menages - both M/F/M and F/M/F - spanking, bondage and, of course, hot, sizzling sex! There'll even be some surprises tossed in along the way! Hope you'll check them out!

After you read the excerpt, don't forget to check out my hot hunk!

Happy Reading!





This ride lasts a lot longer than eight seconds!

Barrel rider Daisy Hollins has run into bronc riders Sawyer Jones and Beau Monroe quite a few times on the rodeo circuit. She’s flirted with both of them, but things have never gone any further than that. Before an event, they're all too focused on the competition, and afterward, they’re usually too sore and tired to do anything but fall into bed.

When she runs into the two hot cowboys in the hotel bar at the Rodeo Finals in Las Vegas, however, there’s a different vibe in the air. When the flirting starts this time, it doesn't stop, and Daisy goes upstairs with both of them for a completely different kind of rodeo ride.


Excerpt:

Daisy turned to ask Beau which way his room was and found him standing six inches from her.

“I can't wait any longer,” he growled, pushing her up against the wall beside the elevator and kissing her hard.

She kissed him back, even though she knew the elevator door could open at any moment, or that someone—another family even—could come down the hall. She couldn’t wait any longer, either.

Beau twined his fingers in her hair and pulled her mouth tighter against his own, his tongue bulling its way in. She met him halfway, giving as good as she got. One of her hands slid down his side to his grab his ass and yanked his crotch into perfect contact with hers. She wrapped one leg around his thigh and ground against him.

Dear God, she’d never been this hot in her life. She might just explode on the spot.

Beside her, Sawyer cleared his throat. She ignored him, moaning into Beau’s mouth.

Sawyer cleared his throat again, louder this time.

She dragged herself away from Beau to see Sawyer leaning against the wall beside them.

“Sorry for the interruption, Daisy,” he drawled. “It's not that I'm concerned you’re grinding against Beau out here in the hallway where anyone can see you — it's that you're doing it without me.”

Daisy laughed and reached out with her free hand to grab Sawyer's shirt front and pull him in for a kiss.

His style of kissing was completely different from Beau, but no less captivating. His mouth slowly moved over hers, his tongue teasing hers. She would have kissed him harder, but still trapped in Beau's arms like she was, she had no choice but to let Sawyer take the kiss where he wanted it to go. The effect was intoxicating.

She felt Beau's mouth on the side of her exposed neck, trailing kisses up and down from her earlobe to the top of her shirt collar.

Between the warmth of his lips and the light scrape of his scruff, she thought she was going to go crazy.

She whimpered, close to tearing off both men’s clothes right there where they stood.

Fortunately, the two women coming down the hall made enough noise for the three of them to drag themselves apart just in time. Sawyer still waited until the very last moment, and when he did, it was so abrupt she was left reeling. Daisy leaned back against the wall, trying to look as casual as possible.

The elderly woman smiled politely at Daisy and her two cowboys as she poked the elevator button, but other than that she took no notice of them. The younger girl with her, however, immediately sensed something was up. She looked at Daisy, then at Sawyer and Beau, then back to Daisy again. Her expression went from curious to knowing in the blink of an eye. A huge smile spread across her face.

“Ride 'em, cowgirl,” she said with a barely controlled laugh.

Heat suffused Daisy’s face. How the hell had the girl known? Were her lips plump from Beau and Sawyer's kisses? Had she drooled on her shirt? Did she have an I'll-begetting-it-from-two-hot-studs-within-the-next-fifteen-minutes expression on face?

The older woman turned to look questioningly at the girl. “What was that, hun?”

A smile played around the girl’s lips as she motioned to Daisy. “She’s with the rodeo, Aunt Margaret. I just told her to have a good ride.”

The woman looked at Daisy closely, her eyes searching behind her big glasses.

“They let women in the rodeo now? That's nice. Do you get to ride ponies?”

Thank God the elevator arrived before Daisy could answer. If she had, a comment about how women could even vote now may have popped out. The girl quickly hustled her aunt onto the elevator, then turned to give Daisy a wave. “Have fun riding your ponies!”

Daisy heard the aunt murmur something just as the elevator doors closed.

“Can you believe that?” was all Daisy could say.

Beau’s mouth quirked. “The part where Aunt Margaret thinks you ride ponies, or the part where her niece figured out you’re going to be riding the two of us?”

Daisy groaned. “Both. But enough about them. Where the hell is your room, Beau?”

The two men grabbed her hands and practically dragged her down the hall. Beau fumbled with the key card for a second before getting it straight. Daisy felt like snatching it out of his hand, but was concerned hers would shake so much it would take even longer to get inside the room.

The moment the door swung open, Sawyer had his hands on her ass herding her in.

As it closed behind them, he gave one of her belt loops a yank, spinning her around to face him. She melted in his arms as his mouth captured hers. Beau moved up behind her, pressing his jean-covered cock against her ass as he swept her hair off her neck and began to nibble.

Their hands roamed over her body freely, touching her anywhere and everywhere they wished as they used their lips and tongue to drive her crazy. She wasn't sure if she’d survive the incredible sensations racing through her body.

She dragged her mouth away from Sawyer’s. “Whoa there, boys. Let's slow down before I pass out. This isn't supposed to be one of your eight second rides, you know?”

Both men laughed, but backed off, giving her room to breathe. She felt a little chilled without the heat of their bodies pressed up against her. She had no doubt she'd be wedged back between them soon enough.

Daisy took the opportunity to look around the room, and was immediately struck by something total unfair.

“Hey, why is your room so much bigger than mine?” she asked.

The bed was a king-size monster, complete with four posts that ran as high as the ceiling, gauzy curtains and half a dozen ornate throw pillows.

She wandered over to peek into the bathroom, and gaped.

“Dang, you have a Jacuzzi tub, too?”

Daisy had seen swimming pools smaller than the big heart-shaped thing.

“They didn't have anything else left,” Beau's said from the bedroom, “so they gave me a honeymoon suite.”

“Huh.”

She wished they’d offered her one. It would have been nice to have that tub to soak in every night after riding.

She walked out and looked around the rest of the suite. It was obvious to anyone who walked in that Beau was a rodeo rider. The room was filled with the unmistakable scent of leather and horse. There was also a saddle sitting on the small couch, along with a pile of tack piled beside it. She walked over to look at the gear. It was pretty standard rodeo stuff—bridles, bits, halters and a surcingle rig that bareback riders used to stay on their horses. It was the saddle that threw her. It was damn nice. Well worn, but expensive looking.

“I thought you only rode bareback, Beau. What's the saddle for?”

He came up behind her, casually resting his hand on her ass as if reminding her of his fascination with that part of her body. Would he do what he’d described downstairs to her bottom soon?

“Rodeo riding doesn't pay all the bills. I do a little ranch work here and there when I can get it. I don't trust leaving my saddle down in the trailer.”

She ran her hand over the smooth leather. “I can understand why. It's beautiful.”

Beau chuckled in her ear. “Not that I don’t appreciate the compliment, but do you really want to talk about my saddle right now?”

Daisy turned to see both men standing side by side regarding her with evident heat in their eyes.

She smiled. “I do love a nice saddle, but you're right. How about you show me some of your other gear instead?”

Without waiting for an answer, she reached out and unbuttoned Beau's shirt. As the band of bronzed skin became exposed, she had to fight the urge to lean forward and kiss it. She had two men to think about now.

So she moved over to Sawyer and did the same thing to him. Once both shirts were unbuttoned, she stepped back and raised an eyebrow. “You two aren't going to make me do all the work, are you?”

The men shrugged off their shirts, then stood there looking buff and magnificent.

They were both of the same build—long and lean with wiry muscles—and Daisy couldn't help but stand there and admire them. Dang, they were something to behold.

Daisy stepped closer and placed a hand on each of their chests. The muscular planes of their pecs gave way to equally hard abs as she trailed her hands down. This close, she could define the slight differences between the two men. Sawyer was just a bit broader than Beau, and had a light trace of dark hair that ran down his happy trail from just above his belly button and disappearing into his jeans. Beau's abs were more defined, and she had a crazy urge to drop to her knees in front of him and trace her tongue along every nook and cranny. The idea of being on her knees in front of both of them was doing all kinds of wild things to her tummy.

She was about to do just that when Beau slipped a finger under her chin and tilted her head up.

“Do I need to remind you about the basic rule?”

“Rule?”

He grinned. “You show us yours if we show you ours?”

It took a moment for that to sink in—she was a bit distracted by all the manliness on display. But when it did, she laughed.

“No problem.” She reached for the buttons of her shirt. “Fair's fair.”

“And go slow.” Sawyer gave her a lazy smile. “I like a girl who takes her time.”

Daisy was surprised they still wanted to take it slow, especially after all the verbal foreplay and downright scorching hot kisses. But if they wanted her to take it slow, she could do that.

She started at the bottom of her shirt, undoing one button slowly, then taking a good, long time working her fingers up to the next button, making sure they got a good look at the skin she was exposing.


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Get a sneak peek at TEAM ROPING, the second book in The Buckle Bunnies Series here!


Now for a pic of my absolute favorite vampire!

 

 
 
Click on the link below to visit the other blogs on the tour and drool over more hot hunks!
 
 
 
 
 
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Wednesday, October 17, 2012

New Cover! TEAM ROPING - Book Two of the Buckle Bunnies Series!

I got my cover for TEAM ROPING, the second book in my sexy Buckle Bunnies Series, and I love it! Gemini Judson is the artist.




 
She's not going to sleep with either of them, unless she sleeps with both of them!

When two hot rodeo riders walk into Dallas O'Shea's bar, she can't help but notice them. Steer ropers Mack Carter and Ked Everett have set their sights on her, too, regardless of the fact that she's going to be mixing drinks until closing. Any other time, she would have jumped at the chance to rope herself a hot stud like Mack or Ked - what woman didn't like a pair of cowboy boots under her bed now and then?

When closing time comes around, both men are still there. She can't choose between the two cowboys, so she tells them she won't sleep with either of them, unless she sleeps with both of them. She doesn't think they'll take her up on the offer - they look like they'd rather shoot each other before bedding her together. But they surprise her by agreeing - on one condition. Afterward, Dallas has to honestly tell them who was better in bed. Two hunky cowboys, each motivated to please her like she's never been pleased before? How can a woman lose in a situation like this?

For Dallas, it's going to be a night like she's never had, and for Mack and Ked, the night ends with the cowboys getting a chance to demonstrate two of their greatest talents - roping, and riding. Yeehaw!


Coming soon to Amazon, Barnes & Noble and All Romance eBooks!

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Tuesday, October 16, 2012

Tasty Tuesday Hunk!

Nice abs!
 

 


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Winner of the Hot in Handcuffs Blog Hop!

The winner of the Hot in Handcuffs Blog Hop is Susan W!  Congratulations!  If you'll email me at paigetyler@paigetylertheauthor.com and tell me which Badge Bunnies books you'd like, and in what format, I'll send it right out to you!

Thanks so much to everyone for the wonderful compliments!  If you pick up my Badge Bunnies Series,  let me know how you like it!

Happy Reading!

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Thursday, October 11, 2012

Thursday Thirteen - Hot in Handcuffs!

 
 
Thirteen Authors Participating in the Hot in Handcuffs Blog Hop!

1.  Me
2.  Cari Quinn
3.  Holly Adair
4.  Ann Cory
5.  Cassandra Dean
6.  Eliza Gayle
7.  Natasha Blackthorne
8.  Kharisma Rayne
9.  Raine Delight
10. Gabrielle Bisset
11. Elle Chardou
12. Lyric James
13. Amber Kallyn
 
 
Hot in Handcuffs Blog
Win one of my bestselling BADGE BUNNIES books!
 


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Paige



Wednesday, October 10, 2012

Hot in Handcuffs Giveaway Blog Hop!

Welcome to the Hot in Handcuffs Giveaway Blog Hop Oct 10 - 15!



I'm going to let you in on a little secret. I love writing about cop heroes! (See GOOD COP, BAD GIRL; PROTECTIVE CUSTODY; THE CUTLER BROTHERS SERIES, SAMANTHA and the DETECTIVE!) There's just something about a man in uniform, I guess. Especially the ones who come with their own handcuffs!  Which is why I'm so excited to be part of this blog hop!

To embrace my fascination with those hunky officers of the law, I've written THE BADGE BUNNIES SERIES about women who, like me, have a thing for hot and sexy cops!

There are five books in the first volume of the series, but because they're all individual stories, you can read them in any sequence you like!

I'll be giving away a download of one of the books in the series for the hop (winner's choice!). The giveaway is open to anyone and everyone (US, Canada and International) with an email address! To enter, leave a comment along with your email address. I'll announce the winner on the 16th!


Happy Reading!

 
SEDUCING OFFICER BARLOWE




Gotta Love a Guy Who Comes with His Own Handcuffs!

Harley Miller has always fantasized about having sex with a cop. So, when hunky Royce Barlowe comes to her rescue after her car breaks down, she can't resist flirting with him. One thing leads to another and soon she's kissing him.

Going further than that right there on the side of the road is crazy and impulsive, not to mention reckless, but neither one can help themselves and soon he's cuffing her hands behind her back and fulfilling her wildest fantasy - which turns out to be hotter than anything she's ever imagined.

Read an Excerpt!
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksSeducingOfficerBarlowe.html



 
TWO COPS, A GIRL AND A PAIR OF HANDCUFFS




Working the late shift just got a whole lot more fun!

Cilla Garner has it bad for Hayes Prescott and Reed Lockwood, the two hot cops who come into the coffee shop where she works the late shift. When her coworker goes home early and leaves her alone with Denver's finest, she can't help but flirt. Of course, if they both end up asking her out, she has no idea how she'll choose. The idea of having a threesome doesn't even enter her mind until they hint at it, and then it's all she can think about.

She has the perfect opportunity to take them up on it when they offer to drive her home after work. What girl wouldn't be thrilled at the idea of sleeping with two guys who come with their own handcuffs?


Read an Excerpt!
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksTwoCopsAGirlAndAPairOfHandcuffs.html


 
A COP, HIS WIFE AND HER BEST FRIEND



If she thought watching her best friend get a spanking got her hot and bothered, that's nothing compared to getting one herself!

Capri Faraday hasn't seen her old college roommate in years, so she's thrilled to be able to spend her vacation with Aly and her hot, hunky cop husband, Sam. When she gets to Tampa, she sees a side of her friend she's never seen before - her backside, while Aly is draped over Sam's knee getting a spanking. Capri is stunned. She's even more shocked to discover that watching Aly get her bottom warmed turns her on like crazy.

After Aly confesses she likes getting spanked for being a bad girl, Capri talks her friend into doing something naughty just so she can watch Sam redden her derriere again. But when it comes out that Capri was behind the whole thing, she finds herself bare-bottomed and getting spanked alongside her best friend. If she thought watching Aly getting a spanking got her hot and bothered, that's nothing compared to getting one herself!


Read an Excerpt!
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksACopHisWifeAndHerBestFriend.html


 
RIDE-ALONG



The pleasure these two hunks give her should probably be illegal!

Laci Howe has always had a thing for cops, so she's thrilled when her newspaper editor sends her on a ride-along with two of San Francisco's finest.

Jase Neilsen and Grant Chapman are so gorgeous, she can't help but flirt a little as she interviews them. When the two cops confide in her about one of the perks that comes with the being a man in uniform - badge bunnies - she's intrigued. Things get even more interesting when they tell her in graphic and very sexy detail about their experiences with these cop-loving ladies.

Laci's so turned on by the time the ride-along ends, she gives into her inner badge bunny and invites Jase and Grant back to her place for a hot night of sex complete with spanking and handcuffs that she won't soon forget. The pleasure she experiences at the hands of the two men is so far beyond amazing, it should probably be considered illegal. Good thing she's with two cops, isn't it?


Read an Excerpt!
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksRideAlong.html


 
HANDS-ON TRAINING




This hot cop is only too happy to give her private lessons!

Texas State Trooper Blake Jordan can't afford to get distracted on the job, but he can't take his eyes off the beautiful woman in his concealed carry handgun class. With soft feminine curves and eyes he just about gets lost in, Trista Durant is enough to make him forget his own name.

Trista's been drooling over Blake since the moment he walked in the classroom. His broad shoulders, big biceps and sexy voice are enough to almost melt off her panties.

When the hot cop acts completely professional despite the sultry smiles she sends his way, she realizes she's going to have to give up on getting him in her bed, or do something drastic to make it happen —like failing the hands-on portion of the class so she can get some time alone with him. Blake is only too happy to give Trista private lessons, and soon shows her what real hands-on training is all about.

Who knew shooting a gun could be so much fun? Gives a whole new meaning to the term keep your weapon pointed in a safe direction at all times.


Read an Excerpt!
http://www.paigetylertheauthor.com/BooksHandsOnTraining.html


To visit the other great blogs on the hop visit,





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Thursday, October 4, 2012

Thursday Thirteen - Angelo Riguero's Covers

 
 
Thirteen Covers Featuring the Gorgeous and Truly Wonderful Angelo Riguero
For those of you haven't heard, Angelo was tragically murdered this past weekend. I still can't think about it without crying.













 
 
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Paige





Wednesday, October 3, 2012

We'll miss you, Angelo.



We just got back from a mini vacation that I was going to blog about today, but I'm still too shocked and saddened by the tragic news of Angelo Riguero's murder. I found out about it Sun night when I checked FB and I'm still reeling. I had to read the newspaper story a dozen times before it even sank in. I have tears in my eyes writing this. It's so tragic and senseless and sad.

As you can tell from the pics of him in my FB photo album, he was my favorite Ellora's Cave Caveman.  They couldn't have picked a better ambassador to be the face of their company.  He wasn't only gorgeous, he was sweet and kind and charming, and a total gentleman.

I first met Angelo when my hubby and I went to RomantiCon two years ago. I spotted him as soon as we walked into the ballroom. He was standing with some of the other Cavemen and I thought to myself, wow, I want him on the cover of every one of my EC my books! I hadn't gone to any big conventions like that before, so I was way too shy to get a picture with him that first night, or even talk to him much, though I wanted to. Then at the book signing a couple days later I saw that he was on the cover of my print book IF YOU DARE. The other authors all told me that I should have him sign it for me.




My shyness kicked in again, but I realized if I didn't do it, I'd end up regretting it. So, I took a deep breath, grabbed my book and a silver Sharpie and walked over to ask him to sign my book. I was even brave enough to ask for a picture with him. After that, I was all over him. Well, not literally, but I did have to have him sign the EC Cavemen calendars that came in our swag. Which meant I had to get another picture with him. When he came by my table a little while later to say hi, my shyness was still there, but he made me so at ease, I forgot all about how shy I was. We talked about where he lived, how he got into modeling, and one of my favorite subjects, football. I was frantically coming up with stories with long-haired heroes just so he could be on more of my covers even as we chatted!







When we went back to RomantiCon last year, I wasn't nearly as shy about hanging out with Angelo. I wasn't going to miss out on taking pics with him, either. The minute we walked in, he was right there with a big hug for me and a handshake for my hubby. And yes, I got pics with him, lots of them!




When he told me he wasn't working for Ellora's Cave anymore and wouldn't be at future RomantiCons, I was bummed (it was Angelo who got the parties started and kept them going - the man knew how to work a room and entertain a crowd, which is why I secretly gave him the title Captain Caveman), but I couldn't help being excited or him when he told me about the gym he'd started because he was so excited about it, too.
 
Since he didn't work for EC anymore, I probably wouldn't have met up with him again, although he kept saying when my hubby and I got to Dallas to see a Cowboy game we definitely had to stop by his gym and say hey and take one of his classes.

I'm going to miss PMing with him and reading his FB status updates. The world is a little sadder today without Angelo in it.

And now I'm tearing up again.


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Paige