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It’s not Love Potion #9, but it could be close. Scientists have known about the naturally occurring hormone oxytocin since 1906, but it seems no one found a viable market for it until recently. No doubt spurred on by successful marketing of erectile dysfunction drugs over the last decade or so, pharmaceutical companies are ready to cash in on the modern day love potion in the form of a nasal spray.

Not very romantic, but possibly effective. The jury is still out.

The Science

While it’s simply to quantify results with erectile dysfunction drugs, there’s an erection or there isn’t, quantifying emotions is more difficult. A recent study at the University of Zurich produced some interesting findings that could, if substantiated, move society a step closer to the Love One Another utopia so many claim to want by decreasing aggression and increasing trust and bonding between humans.

Purveyors of the oxytocin nasal spray claim users feel more relaxed and thus appear more attractive to potential sexual partners. Translation—it  might help you get laid.

Production of the so called, cuddle hormone is stimulated by touching—hugging, kissing, and you guessed it, sexual activities. I don’t know about you, but I’d much rather get that post-coital blissful, relaxed feeling from actually doing the deed, but in the absence of someone to rub against, blowing it up your nose may be a viable alternative.

A New Use

At any rate, I find the research fascinating from a chemical warfare standpoint. Instead of annihilating the opposition, perhaps we could employ some military crop dusters to spray combatants with oxytocin laced happy gas. We could turn entire battlefields into Woodstock-esque love ins.

Perhaps the new battle cry for the Twenty-first century can be found in the lyrics of Get Together by the Youngbloods. I’m thinking the hippies may have had the answer all along.

C’mon people now,
Smile on your brother
Ev’rybody get together
Try and love one another right now.

A Trip Back in Time

Digging into my backlist, here’s a short excerpt from UNDER THE COVERS – Lothario Series #5, where I put oxytocin to good use.

Her body still hummed with the drugging effect of good sex. She pushed up and away from the one place her body wanted to be right now. Only a fool fell under the oxytocin spell, and she’d fallen harder than most. Hormones made you stupid. Trusting, and stupid.

“Where‘ya goin’, darlin’?”

“Do you know you drop half of every word when you’re under the influence?” Bree squinted into the darkness, looking for her wrap. Drew rolled to his side. She jerked when one finger brushed her ankle. She had to get out of here before he touched her again.

“Influence?”

She caught a glimpse of something blue and headed in that direction. “Oxytocin,” she explained. “The cuddle hormone.” She picked up her sarong and fastened it around her, wishing it was made of something impenetrable, like kryptonite. The thin silk wasn’t any kind of barrier against Drew’s potent touch. All he had to do was brush against her and her pituitary gland shifted into high gear. – making her stupid.

He’d risen to his full height, still magnificently naked, and semi-aroused now that he’d removed the condom. Maybe there was more than oxytocin at work here. She had to concentrate to keep her feet from moving toward him. Stupid. Stupid. Stupid. “It’s the hormone that makes us trusting, makes us want to cuddle.”

His lips inched up at the corners. “Oh? And you think I’m under the influence of this, cuddle hormone?”

“Yes, I do,” she stated. Think. Put this in prospective. “It’s released by touching, and during sex.”

“Really.” It wasn’t a question. “And are you under the influence, too?”

Bree nodded. “Yes, I am. That’s why I’m leaving.” It was a ridiculous statement since her feet were glued to the floor. Drew’s half smile had grown to a full-blown one. He took a step closer.

“Are you saying my touch makes you trust me? It makes you want to cuddle with me?”

Oh, dear God. “It also makes me say things I shouldn’t – obviously. Or that could be the testosterone.”

He took another step toward her, and she could almost see the male hormone shimmering off his body. “Testosterone?”

“Uhm…yes. It increases in women when they’re sexually aroused.” Stupid.

“And are you sexually aroused right now?”

“No,” she lied.

“As much as I’m enjoying this little biology lesson, I’m much better with hands on experimentation.” He crooked his finger at her in an age-old signal. “Why don’t you come here and we’ll test out your theories – again.”

“No. No, I…can’t…I have to…go.”

A movement just out of her narrowed vision caught her attention, and her gaze flickered down. Drew’s cock stood at full attention, and if she wasn’t mistaken, it grew under her gaze. Her legs trembled enough to shake her feet loose from the floor. She bolted for the door and came up short when it wouldn’t open.

Damn. Locked. She hadn’t heard him move. He stood behind her, not touching, except for his hot breath on the shell of her ear. One arm reached out and punched in a code. The opaque glass doors slid open, and she ran as fast as her wobbly legs could carry her.

Read more about UNDER THE COVERS by Roz Lee here.

Happy weekend everyone!

It’s my turn to give you some quick and sexy words today.  I’m doing both #SexonSaturday with one of our Sexy Romance Writers – Roz Lee  and the #SexySnippets which you can find more about HERE

I’m using my Victorian Erotic BDSM story ILLUMINATIONS for my inspiration today. I hope you find the words inspiring too!

My one sentence for #sexonsaturdays is:

Why did the thought of being slapped across her sex make her sweat?

And here is my very hot seven sentences for #SexySnippets (WARNING: HOT!)

“Oh, God.” The strangled cry was loud to her ears but it faded to nothing as the strange feelings inside her continued to build higher and higher. She closed her eyes again, leaning against the wall as the built-up pressure burst and stars appeared across her closed eyelids. Wave after wave of pleasure consumed her as moisture trickled a path from her sex down her thighs. Bewildered, she withdrew her hand from her drawers and attempted to right her tumbled skirt with shaking hands.

“Don’t pull down your skirt on my account,” breathed a masculine voice close to her ear.

 

When you dip your finger in the fire – you get burned!

When Darius and his friend Jamie find Gemma, a young scullery maid, peeking through a shaded window at a ménage scene with one of their guests, they have just the right punishment for her.

Gemma finds she is unable to tear her eyes from the scandalous scene in front of her. Why didn’t she run from this act of depravity? And why did watching it make her body feel heat in places she’d never felt heat before?

Before the hot summer evening is over Gemma finds herself at the mercy of not one, but two very handsome young men who not only want to teach her a lesson, but as she soon finds out – she is the lesson, and this time she is the one with an audience.

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Maggie Nash

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Hello everyone. My name is Doris and I’m delighted to be here at Sexy Romance Stories today. I was talking to my good friend Raven the other day, and she was having a bit of a rant about the word Trope. Now I laughed and teased her bit, because she really doesn’t like that word, but it got me thinking back to when I first started writing. I had no idea what in the dickens a Trope was. I’m sure you all know what a Romance Trope is. J

However, back then I didn’t know what POV was or head hopping, passive voice etc. to name but a few.

I’m still not all that familiar with the correct terminology if I’m honest, because I have never read a how to write romance book in my life. Mention the idea of plotting and my eyes glaze over, and my muse dies a little. You see, I’m a panster (yes, I did learn that term, lol). I start off with a vague idea and I let my characters guide me.  I never know what is going to happen when I sit down to write, and even when I have more than just a vague idea, my characters will go off on a tangent.

That is exactly what happened with The Billionaires Unwanted Virgin. I was aiming for a much lower heat level, but then my hero decided that he needed a wife, and once they were married all bets were off. These two sizzle and their Marriage Of Convenience (yes, I use a well-known Romance Trope—I did learn what that word means—lol) turns into a love match.

There’s plenty of twists and turns and emotional angst on their way to their Happy Ever After, of course.

I leave you with the blurb a hot and definitely Adult only excerpt.

Blurb:

Lay back and think of England, she could do this. It was only sex, after all. Auctioning off her virginity was the easy part—going through with it not so easy.  When Alice realizes who has acquired her, keeping her emotions out of the deal seems an impossible task.

Self-made billionaire Lakota, Lance Kemnay has no time for women, let alone one, who would sell her virginity to the highest bidder. Ever practical, however, he sees in Alice a solution to his immediate need for a wife. The emotions she stirs in him are just lust, and lust can be dealt with. As they connect emotionally and physically, his resolve to keep his heart aloof is tested beyond limits.

Can he trust his tender feelings, or has he been taken for a fool by the one woman he thought he could trust?

Be Warned: BDSM, spanking, rimming, anal sex, wax play, erotic asphyxiation

Excerpt:                                            

He’d bound her to him with the ridiculous terms of their arrangement, and he had no idea how she really felt about him. That her body desired him, of that there was no doubt. Could there ever be more between them? Was the trust she exhibited in her submission to him enough to build a relationship on?

Would she want to stay with him once the arranged time was over? His little Alice was a romantic. Would she settle for a life with what little he had to offer, knowing full well that he was incapable of ever saying the words every woman wanted to hear?

“Lakota?” Her uncertain whisper shook him out his maudlin thoughts. This was here, and this was now. He would live in the moment and worry about all that later. Right now he had his woman where he wanted her.

“I’m here, my sweet. Relax.”

She drew in a breath and another, in a visible effort to calm her nerves, and he bent down and kissed her again.

“Remember those candles you admired on that stall in Colombo, my sweet?”

She stilled completely and her breaths grew choppier, and he smiled.

“I see that you do… Now, feel their kiss, and fly for me.”

He’d gone hard as nails in the middle of the crowded market at her innocent reaction to his whispered comment that these were far more than scented candles. He’d bought them on impulse, waiting for the right moment to introduce them. He knew her well enough by now to know how far he could push her, and he wanted to give her the pleasure this play brought.

She flinched at the first drop of wax hit her just below the collarbone, and he swiped the drop away, watching her closely for her reaction. Again and again he repeated the process, until she arched into the touch of the wax on her skin.

He drew patterns around her breasts, leaving the wax to settle, and letting the flame burn a little hotter each time. Her breathing changed to the slow, deep state of relaxed awareness he wanted her to be in as he scribed what was in his heart on her quivering tummy.

By the time he was done his dick was just about ready to explode, and Alice was so wet, the covers were stained under her ass. He smiled to himself at the face of housekeeping in the morning and poured one last heavy drop of wax over her hugely distended clit at the same time as he thrust his cock into the tight clasp of her body, with a growled, “Come for me, baby.”

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Alice came so hard and so fast she could barely catch her breath. The sensation of the hot wax dripping over her most sensitive flesh coupled with the feel of him sliding deep into her core, his weight pinning her in place proved too much.

She was dimly aware of Lakota reaching his own pinnacle in record time, and then she was free. Released from her bonds and held securely in his arms, she blinked to get her eyes to focus.

Her body was covered in multi-colored patters of wax, and he’d traced a word into her lower abdomen—Mine.

Alice bit back her tears, and Lakota’s hands settled over her fingers tracing the word. She looked at him, and she held her breath at the emotion she glimpsed in his eyes, before he masked it.

“I will run you a bath, and you can soak it off. I’m not going near that beautiful skin of yours with a knife.”

“Do we have to take it off?”

He grew very still at her husky question, and his voice was hoarse when he finally answered.

“I don’t want you getting sore. This is your first time. We don’t know how your skin will react.”

Alice smiled at the protectiveness and concern behind those words.

“I seem to be having a lot of firsts around you, Mr. Kemnay.”

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Author Bio:

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

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Hi, it’s Kiru here. I hope you’re enjoying your weekend.

This week’s Sexy Snippet is from my current work-in-progress The Black Heart, a paranormal romance. As I’ve just completed the first draft, this will be the last sexy snippet from this manuscript until it’s published.

In this scene, Idris discovers Rahma in his bedroom. But he isn’t altogether thrilled. I hope you enjoy it.

To read the other sexy snippets from this manuscript, go here.

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He stalked, circling, the predator in him watching her intently as her scent drew him closer. There was no way he could resist the musky jasmine fragrance designed to lure a mate into her clutches. Her strong aura would draw every beast within miles until one claimed her.

It was a wonder there wasn’t more of a commotion in the palace because he was sure the other blood warriors in the vicinity could sense the same pull towards her as he did.

Which begged the question, how did she get into his quarters bypassing Danladi and every other guard out there? A woman with such a power was dangerous in the current state of emergency.

Heart still jerking in his chest and all his muscles tensed, he stopped at the foot of the bed.

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Share your thoughts. I love reading your comments.

Do check out the other Sexy Snippets this week. And if you’re a romance writer, why not join in next week and share 7 sentences from your WIP or published book by signing up here.

Does love really mean you never have to say you’re sorry?

Well, a friend of mine told me what happened to him and his wife.  They had occasional spats, but never anything serious. Then one time, they had a really big fight. It went on for days. He told me she was clearly in the wrong, and there was no way he was going to let it go.

So I asked, “What happened?”

“She finally came to me on her hands and knees,” he replied.

I was astonished. “Really?”

“Yep.”

“What did she say?” I had to ask.

“She said, ‘Get out from under that bed and talk to me, you coward!’”

I hope you find that story as entertaining as I did. I think that many people, especially us optimists who read romance, expect our loved ones to give us a classic apology, right out of a Hollywood movie. But that doesn’t happen in real life very regularly. Hardly ever. Okay, maybe never at all.

Really, the point of the story is to communicate about the problem. Most people don’t do something just to hurt someone they love, so there has to be more to the story. But we don’t listen very well, do we? (Wait, what did you just say?) While the other person is talking, we spend our time planning our comebacks! A great technique I just learned about is for each person to repeat back what their partner just said.

But does that mean we never have to say we’re sorry? Is love enough by itself? I sure don’t think so. We apologize to strangers and casual acquaintances for any small infraction. Most people still want to hear those words.  We need to show at least as much courtesy to our loved ones as we do to others.

But what if you’re one of those people who just doesn’t feel comfortable coming out and saying, “I’m sorry” to your loved one? Is it really necessary?

Well, there are plenty of ways to apologize without using words…

<<wink, wink>>

It’s Sunday, and here at Sexy Romance Stories we’ve decided to join the Sexy Snippets Hop hosted by The Nuthouse Scribblers.

We’ll be taking it in turns each week to post seven sentences from our current WIP or published work.

Today’s Sexy Snippet is from Jennifer Lynne’s work-in-progress (unedited), IMMORTAL SEDUCTION (GODS OF LOVE 4):

The slow grin that accompanied her words highlighted the fullness of her lips and he pictured them wrapped around his now definitely hardening cock. Would they be cold and fresh from the sea, those lips, or would the heat of her mouth draw even more of his blood to that hungry appendage between his legs? Would she suck and lick, or use her teeth to vary the sensory exploration of his organ?

Jesus! What was wrong with him tonight? He blinked and shook his head to clear the lustful thoughts away, but she was there again in front of him. Naked, and laying his own overcoat down on the sand, bending forward with her butt in the air as if offering up the valley of her sex for his own personal use.

We’d love you to share your thoughts here! Then why not check out the other Sexy Snippets on offer this week.

For more information about IMMORTAL SEDUCTION and the first three novellas in the GODS OF LOVE series, visit Jennifer Lynne’s website.

I know these have done the rounds before, but I found them again on my computer today and re read them.

I love number 16…but several of them resonate with me.

I hope everyone has a great week!

Peter’s Rules

1) If anything can go wrong, Fix It! (To hell with Murphy.)

2) When given a choice, Take Both!

3) Multiple projects lead to multiple successes.

4) Start at the top and work your way up.

5) Do it by the book…but be the author!

6) When forced to compromise, ask for more.

7) If you can’t beat them, join them–then beat them!

If it’s worth doing it’s got to be done right now!

9) If you can’t win, change the rules.

10) If you can’t change the rules, then ignore them.

11) Perfection is not optional.

12) When faced without a challenge, make one.

13) ‘No’ simply means begin again at one higher level.

14) Don’t walk when you can run.

15) Bureaucracy is a challenge to be conquered with a righteous attitude, a tolerance for stupidity, and a bulldozer when necessary.

16) When in doubt: Think!

17) Patience is a virtue, but persistence to the point of success is a blessing.

18) The squeaky wheel gets replaced.

19) The faster you move, the slower time passes, the longer you live.

Let us know which ones ring true for you…

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Hello, y’all. This is Kiru, one of the newbies here at Sexy Romance Stories. It’s great to be part of this wonderful group of authors. I was introduced to the rest of the group via Jennifer Lynne whom I met online last year through our mutual book publisher Breathless Press.

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As this is my first post here as a team member, I thought I’d do a quick get-to-know-Kiru post and share some of the TV shows I love watching. So here goes.

I’m the first in a family of five siblings. Although I was born in Nigeria, I currently live in the United Kingdom. I’m married with three kids—my youngest is just 9 weeks old. Yep, there’s a new baby in this house. 

So you should already know, I write sexy romance. My stories always have an African link, either set in Africa and/or with African characters. You can check out my website to find out more about my books.

It goes without saying that I love reading. Mostly romance novels. But I also read most other fiction, fantasy, historical and thrillers especially.

One genre I don’t enjoy reading is Horror fiction. I read Stephen King, Dean Koontz, and Anne Rice in my early 20s. I don’t read similar stuff anymore. Neither do I watch the movies. Scaring myself to death with nightmares isn’t fun. LOL

Talking about movies, I generally don’t watch a lot these days. In fact, I haven’t been to a cinema to see an adult movie for almost ten years, although, I take the kids to watch children’s films.

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The only time I get to watch TV is when I’m feeding baby, so I use it to catch up on my favourite movies or shows. For movies I watch action/thrillers (all action heroes/heroines kicking ass and blowing things up? Yeah! ), sci-fi and of course, romance.

These are my favourite TV shows at the moment:

NCIS Los Angeles (LL Cool J is hot as ex-Navy SEAL Sam Hanna.)

Hawaii 5-0 (Alex O’Loughlin plays sexy Lt Commander Steve McGarrett.)

Justified (Timothy Olyphant plays tough but softly spoke deputy US marshal Raylan Givens. He makes a Stetson look cool.)

Jacob’s Cross is a TV drama series about powerful oil magnates battling for Africa’s rich off-shore oil resources. Set in both South Africa and Nigeria, the story centres around businessman Jacob Makhubu Abayomi and his quest to build the next great African empire. Click the link below to watch the trailer.

Jacob’s Cross trailer

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And last but not least, Adams Apples is a mini-series set in the hustle and bustle of the city of Accra and its suburbs with glimpses of the exciting metropolis of London. It follows the lives of the four “Adams” Ghanaian women as they work through domestic struggles, family life and personal battles to achieve success and happiness in a fast changing 21st century Ghana.

So tell me what do you like to watch on TV or at the movies?

KINKY BET by Maggie Nash, reviewed by Jennifer Lynne

I’ve mentioned before that I am very choosy when it comes to romance with a BDSM theme. In my opinion not every author in this genre is able to differentiate between erotic kinky pleasure and plain old abuse.

Luckily I found KINKY BET by Aussie author Maggie Nash, a highly sensual BDSM story that falls clearly into the sexy pleasure category – and with a healthy dose of quirky fun adding even more enjoyment to the mix. This story about a bet between friends and the resultant sexual liaison between Erica and her delicious Dom kept me interested from the very first page.

There’s just something about a sexy Irishman with a thick brogue accent, don’t you think?

Conal had me on side from the moment he entered the room and took control at the BDSM retreat where Erica has been sent as punishment for losing the bet.

Erica’s need to find a place where she can feel “normal” at last, is an emotion that I believe resonates with many readers, regardless of whether or not we are into the BDSM scene. The heroine’s transition into “Enya” seemed natural and I love that her desire to be dominated was on her terms and no one else’s:

“I take it you enjoyed your first lesson, Enya.”

I’m allowed to answer him, aren’t I? He asked me a question, so I guess it’s okay. “It would have been better if I’d had an orgasm.”

His eyebrow lifted.

Oh shit. Was she meant to have kept quiet? Was it a rhetorical question? Oh what the heck? “It would have been better if I’d had an orgasm—Sir!”

Conal threw back his head and laughed loudly.

The sense of humour that permeated this story really helped me connect with the two main characters and I found myself rooting for their relationship as the story progressed.

Overall a thoroughly enjoyable, romantic and highly erotic read. I give KINKY BET 5 stars.

Have you ever participated in a kinky bet? Whether you won or lost the bet, we’d love you to share the sexy details right here!

Where to buy KINKY BET

Total-e-bound  (All eBook formats)

Amazon

ARe (All eBook formats)

Blurb

Who knew losing a bet could be this much fun?

Erica Nielsen agreed to a bet with her best friend, but she never imagined losing would involve a weekend of punishment at Dangerous Liaisons, a BSDM retreat. But was it really punishment being trained by a sexy Irishman who takes her on a sexual journey of a lifetime?

Conal Brennan agrees to help a young woman find her submissive nature. He always enjoys being the one in control, but one look at the Nordic blonde he calls ‘Fire girl’ and he’s not sure who’s controlling whom.

Reader Advisory: This book contains scenes of light BDSM, spanking, bondage, voyeurism, group sex, public sex, M/F/M, some F/F action and a whole lot of kink!

Want to know more about Maggie Nash? Visit her website HERE.

I’ve just returned from the RT Booklovers Convention in Kansas City. The annual event attracts around two-thousand romance readers, writers, bloggers, reviewers, and industry professionals, throwing them all together in one place with plenty of opportunity for them all to interact. There are workshops and events for everyone, but not exclusive to anyone. There are learning opportunities, games, social events, and parties galore, all under one roof.

It’s not unusual to find yourself in the elevator with a couple of NYT Bestselling authors or a group of fans dressed in their finest Steampunk regalia. Friends are made instantly over a common love of the romance genre. Standing in line at the one small restaurant in the hotel, having misplaced my roomie, I was on my own. No problem. The next person in line turned out to be the lovely Lynnette Austin. We shared a table and conversation over lunch, a brief moment of quiet in our hectic day. One morning at breakfast, Larry Kirshbaum, the chief of Amazon Publishing, was at the table next to myself and my roomie, Felice Fox.

Felice Fox

It was wonderful to reconnect with some author friends I rarely get to see, Eden Bradley/Eve Berlin, Jennifer Probst, and Tara Lain, to name a few.

Roz Lee & Tara Lain

Roz Lee & Jennifer Probst

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Roz Lee & Eden Bradley

Then there are the wonderful readers who devour everything we writers can come up with. A few of my favorites were Gloria from Oklahoma City, Mary, Linda and Anne from Rhode Island and Susan from Pennsylvania.

Post-conference, my vocal chords are strained and my smile muscles and feet aching, but I’m already looking forward to next year when I get to do it all over again. If you haven’t experienced one of these conventions, you’re truly missing out on a special experience. Next year the RT Booklovers convention will be held in New Orleans. I look forward to seeing you there. Laissez les bon temps rouler!