Honeymoon Dating

Mr. and Mrs. Blackstone have a "date" on their honeymoon.

Mr. and Mrs. Blackstone have a “date” on their honeymoon.


“What are we doing on the beach?” I asked, as he  led me along the cool sand under my bare feet.

“Having our date.  Trust me, baby.  This is something I have all planned out for us.”

“I bet you do.  I am well aware that when you say date you really mean sex—”

My words were lost as we rounded a turn in the beach path and came out onto the shore. The waves lapped at the sand with the soothing sounds of water moving against earth.  A sliver of moon glowed up over the water, but the real beauty was the many glass jars lit up with tea lights set out on the soft sand of the beach. What seemed like hundreds of them flickering away around a pallet of blankets and pillows.  Off to one side, sat a bucket of iced drinks and what appeared to be little dessert cakes on a tray with some fresh fruit.

“It’s beautiful, Ethan.”  I could hardly speak as I realized what he’d done.  “How did you do…all of this?”

He led us onto the blankets and drew me down to sit beside him.  “It was my idea,” he began, “but I needed some help to pull it off.  Franco got it organized while we were at the party.”

I looked around behind us, imaging if the caretaker for our villa was lurking in the dark hoping for a glimpse.

“I know what you’re thinking, but you don’t have to worry, baby, Franco is not in the bushes watching, trust me.”

I laughed nervously.  “Well, if Franco is in the bushes somewhere, I am predicting he’s gonna get one hell of a show.”

“Now that’s what I like to hear.  My girl accepting the idea of a hot beach shag,” he whispered teasingly against my ear, his tongue flicking out for a lick along the shell.  “You like my surprise.”

My body came instantly alive, needing him so badly.  Ethan could get me hot with just the simplest look or touch.  He reached up and worked on the messy knot holding up my hair and unpinned it.  He was getting good at figuring out my hair.  It made me smile to watch him as he found the pins and pulled them, knowing how he’d be fisting my hair in handfuls and using it to dominate when we were deep into the sex.

“You’re smiling,” he murmured as he worked over my hair.

“I just love to watch you doing simple things.”

My hair fell free.  “This is not a simple thing to me,” he whispered, fingering through the tangled length with both hands.  His gaze grew smoky as he focused on my lips.  “It’s everything.”


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Wedding Night for the Blackstones

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At the end of Eyes Wide Open, Ethan and Brynne were about to embark upon their wedding night.  Here’s a little tease for you to enjoy from the upcoming fourth installment in my Blackstone Affair series–Rare and Precious Things.

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We both stood there panting,  our faces so close, but yet, not touching; him in his tux with the purple brocade vest, me in my vintage inspired lace wedding dress, the sexual tension crackling in the air between us like a raging electrical storm about to go nuclear.

I told Ethan what I wanted.

“I n-need to get ready for you,” I managed on a shaky breath, hoping he understood this was something important to me.

He swallowed hard, making his Adam’s apple flex at his throat.  “All right,” he said slowly.  “I’ll do the same.”

I looked back to where the glow from the en suite bathroom showed me the way.  “Where will you go?” I asked him, feeling slightly guilty about kicking him out, even if for just a short while.

“The adjoining bedroom is also very nice.”  He gestured toward a door in the wall to the left of the bed.  “These old manor houses always had lord and lady connecting bedrooms so they could meet up for the real important, private stuff that happened in the night.”  He drew a finger across the low neckline of my bodice, moving especially slow over the swell of my breasts sitting against the lace of my gown.

“Oh?  The important private stuff you say.”

“Undoubtedly, baby.  The shagging…is…very…very…very…important.”  He gave me soft, seductive kisses between each of the words.

“Which room are we in right now?  Lord’s or lady’s?” I asked breathlessly.

He shrugged.  “No idea.  Don’t care either.  I shag and sleep wherever my lady is, and I always will.  Pick a room, Mrs. Blackstone.”

I sighed with need and forced myself to take a step backward, creating some distance between our bodies.  “Okay…how does this room in fifteen minutes sound?” I stepped backward again, moving closer toward the bathroom door, my eyes never leaving his blues as they tracked my movements.

Those same beautiful blue eyes also glittered at me with all the shuttered heat of a man who would be ravishing me very soon.  Please, and thank you.

He gave me the serious Ethan-stare, the one I’d seen many times and was well familiar with—the one raw with male prowess…and the overpowering sexual dominance.

“Like fifteen minutes too fucking long, my beauty.”


Rare and Precious Things publishing everywhere February 28, 2014.


Rare and Precious Things

Ebook RAPT smallToday is a very special day. A day that one year ago put into motion the events that have led to many changes in my life.  One year ago, on August 25, 2012, I self-published Naked, The Blackstone Affair Part 1.  I didn’t have any grand expectations about my little novella– I was far too busy at my teaching job with the start of a new school year.   I think I sold 44 copies on the very first day and the majority of those sales were friends who LOVE me, so they don’t really count.  I know for sure I sold 11 copies on the 2nd day.  And you know what?  I was totally happy and satisfied with that number. That’s over 300 books in a month and was the biggest success I’d had up to that point.  I’d happily take it and count my blessings.  But something very unexpected happened over the next few days and into the 2nd week. I also clearly remember coming down the stairs and saying to my husband in bewilderment, “Something weird is happening on Amazon.  I think I’m going to sell over 100 books today.”

The surprises just kept coming and still continue up to now, one year later, like when an amazing author comes up to me at a signing and wants to meet me, or says they know all about me and my books and I think:  This cannot be happening to me.  It has to be a dream.  Surely they’ve made some kind of a mistake.

Surreal.  Every bit of it.

So I asked myself what I could give back to all of the amazing fans on this day as a token of my extreme thanks and appreciation for their support of this book series and their love for the characters over this past year?

I thought about it a lot and then decided that this was the perfect time to share what is coming.

Everyone has been so patient with waiting on me to reveal the title for my fourth Blackstone Affair book.  Thank you for that.  *Raine has truly been impressed*  But I can tell you that the wait is now over…AND there’s the added bonus of getting a first look at the cover as well.  I hope you love it as much as I do.  I am supremely grateful to the crazy talented Marya Heiman of Strong Image Design for helping me to get my vision realized for this fourth book which I have titled Rare and Precious Things.  She nailed it!

You have the title.  You have the cover.  The book will be here sometime in late 2013 to early 2014 and that is as specific as I can be right now.

Blessings to all of you and please know that I am always feeling ever grateful for mine.

xxoo R