HAPPY NEW YEAR’S EVE! Ready for more hot-hot-hot kisses?

I hope everyone is having a wonderful New Year's Eve, and that you're getting ready to welcome 2014 in a joyous way with loved ones. I must admit, I have a huge confession to make. I used to LOVE New Year's Eve...got dressed up, went out with a bunch of friends and really painted the town a multitude of colors, LOL. That was all before I started doing nightclub disc jockey work. My first year working a New year's Eve shift, one of the girls at the club barfed on my new boots. TRUE STORY. (Never got that stain out all the way, either...) The second year, my boss hit on me (and no, he was NOT cute--pregnant caterpillar mustache, anyone??). The third year, when I got food poisoning from the "breakfast" I ate after working, I knew that I'd be happiest watching OTHERS have the fun and festivities!

 Sharing my fun little stories has made me come up with kind of a fun idea! There are FOUR book excerpts below but as you know, I need FIVE answers from you in order to have you qualify for a prize drawing. So instead of the fifth excerpt "answer," please share what your wackiest or most memorable New Year's Eve celebration ever was. Ohhhhh, these should be so juicy and fun to share!

Thanks again for participating in the 2014 New Year's Kiss Event! In case you missed the entry directions from this morning, here they are again...

INSTRUCTIONS: Answer the question after each kiss in the comments below (comments will be screened) for a chance to win one of three massive selections of romance and erotica ebooks, plus $GCs, and more! **PLEASE LEAVE YOUR EMAIL ADDRESS OR FACEBOOK PAGE WITH YOUR ENTRY. Though all answers will be pre-screened so we don't give away answers early, please note that whatever e-mail address or Facebook page that you post WILL be public. 

Find out details of prizes here.

You only need to answer ONE set of FIVE questions (**or in the case of this entry, leave me four answers and one tale of your wackiest/most memorable New Year's Eve celebration!) at the New Year’s Kisses Party to enter the draw, but every set you enter gives you another chance of winning these great prizes. Please indicate after your answer if you’d rather win m/m prizes, m/f prizes, or a mixed batch. Leave blank if you have no preference.

Good luck and enjoy those kisses! Excerpts are predominantly m/m and m/f with some ménage and transgender. We proudly swing all ways.


Kisses are hosted by Tara Lain, Angel Payne, and Kay Berrisford.   

EXCERPT ONE: Steal The Light - A Thieves Novel by Lexi Blake
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I tentatively let my tongue glide against the firmness of his mouth. Those lips were plump and I sucked the bottom one into my mouth, tasting him, feeling my power. The shudder that went through him satisfied me deeply. He let me have my way with him, allowing my tongue an easy entry. He tasted like mint, and I knew he had hoped this would happen. Knowing he’d thought about this, planned for it, made it easier for me. I pressed my body against his and felt how happy he was to be here with me. His cock was already hard and rubbed against my belly, promising all manner of comfort and pleasure.

“Zoey.” He groaned and pulled away slightly. “Sweetheart, you’re really short.”

I laughed. His neck was at an awkward angle due to our height differences. It must have been uncomfortable. “Sorry about that. I could stand on a chair.”

I tried to find a solution to our problem because stopping our impromptu make-out session wasn’t something I wanted to do. I felt alive around him. My worries melted away the minute he laid a hand on me. I wanted more of this feeling.

“I can handle it.” He lifted me with one arm, and I suddenly found myself sitting on the kitchen counter, my legs dangling. Dev shoved himself between my legs, and we were finally at the perfect height. He pulled me close, his hands on my ass, nestling himself between my legs.

His hand slid up, tracing along my back and upwards. Dev gently cupped my face and looked into my eyes. “I don’t want to push you.”

His voice had a slight desperation to it. Every woman, even one with very little experience, can translate that tone. It means please, please, please let me…

I smiled. “I think you can push me a little.”

And then I wasn’t thinking about demons or stolen money or lost loves. I was thinking about that long silent voice that was suddenly screaming at me to kiss and lick and let this man do whatever he wanted to with me. Dev let himself go now, and he was suddenly everywhere. His tongue seduced mine. His hands explored. His fingers ran up from my hips, skimming along my side until he found his way to my breasts. My nipples were hard points begging for his attention. I wanted his mouth on me, his hands roaming. The center of him pressed against me, seeking entry despite the barriers of our clothing. He was not a small man. His cock was large and blissfully erect. That glorious erection nudged insistently through the denim of my jeans. I let my legs wind around him and gave myself over to the moment.

“Please, Dev.” It had been so long. I hadn’t even touched myself. I’d been utterly alone.

He smiled, a slow curving of his lips. “You have no idea how much I want to please you. How much I can please you. I come from a long line of men whose goal in life is to please a woman. The right woman.”

He tweaked my nipples, his fingers pinching lightly. I squirmed, the feeling going straight to my pussy. His lips kept up a slow grind against mine as his fingers made their way down my torso. I held on, pulling him close. I felt connected in a way I hadn’t in forever. He delved under the waistband of my jeans. I sighed against his mouth as he found his way to my clit. With an expert touch, he started to rub.

“Hate to break up a tender moment.” A bitter voice shattered the intimacy.

I didn’t have to look out the window to know that night had fallen, and Daniel was here.
QUESTION ONE: Where does Dev lift Zoey to make up for their height difference?

EXCERPT TWO:  Hitting on the Hooker by Mina Carter

“Sweet thing, you can put a spell on me any time you want.” 

He moved closer, sliding his hand around her waist until he could feel the heat of her body beating against his through their clothes.  She didn’t argue, just watched him over the rim of her glass. Emboldened, he stroked his thumb against the curve there, a soft caress but one that signaled his interest.

She made a show of looking around at the rest of the bar. The fact that she had to rise on tip-toe to look over his shoulder fed his male ego. Not as tall as the rest of the squad, his lack of height didn’t bother him, but she was so tiny that he felt huge next to her. He’d have to be careful not to hurt her.

And just like that his mind headed for the gutter again, feeding him images of the two of them locked in passion, her slender figure spread out naked beneath him, over him, in front of him…

“Oh no, I couldn’t possibly cast a spell in here. Too many people.”

No fucking way. She did not just hand him an opportunity like that. Startled, he looked at her. Her chin was tilted up, set in a defiant line, and she watched him, an expectant look in her eyes.

Shit. She had. She knew exactly what she’d just said.

“Well. We could go somewhere more…” he lowered his voice and tugged on her waist until she was flush against him. Her lips parted in surprise as their hips met, his cock hard in the prison of his pants and more than ready for action. “Private. If you’d like.”

He waited, giving her the chance to back out. To step away, smile and make her excuses. He was no oil painting, and he knew it, but he had more than enough stamina to give her the best night of her life. Hell, with how horny he felt right now, the best week of her life, if he could persuade her to stay naked in his bed that long.

She swallowed, the confident mask slipping and granting him a glimpse of the woman beneath. A small tremor rolled through her body, and his heart softened. She was nervous. Why, looking the way she did, he had no clue, but she was.

Slow so as not to scare her off, he tucked a finger under her chin and lifted it. He bent his head, senses on alert for the first sign of tension in her body, and brushed his lips over hers. They were soft, sweet, and oh-so enticing.

Schooling the groan that wanted to break loose from his throat, he kissed her again. One kiss, two. Slow. Innocent. He kept things light, although all he wanted to do was crowd her back against the bar and kiss her to within an inch of her life. Lifting his head before the temptation grew too great, he looked down.

The dazed, sultry look on her face nearly did him in then and there. His cock jerked savagely, a wave of possessiveness washing over him so complete that he almost staggered under the force of it. He leaned down to whisper into her ear. “Say something now, or I’m going to take you home and screw you senseless.”

QUESTION TWO: What are his senses on alert for?   

EXCERPT THREE: Diesel by Piper Malone

The dimly lit hallway is illuminated by a single open door. From the hallway, I see her sitting on the bed, attempting fasten the ankle strap to her high heel. Her hair falls down over her face as she fumbles with the tiny buckle, fingers fighting with the thin piece of black leather.

“Need help?”

A gasp escapes from her lips as she is snapped from the focused work. I see the blush rush across her cheeks.

“I,” she tries to regain her composure as quickly as she’s lost it. “I love these shoes but they are a bitch to get on.”

“Here,” I walk into the room and kneel at her feet. “Let me help you.”

“Elliot, that’s really not necessary. I can get them.”

I ignore her. My hand on her body in any way is better than standing in the doorway. I’ve always loved heels on a woman, but these on Diesel are beyond anything I could have fantasized about. I pull her leg to rest on the side of mine, holding her ankle with one hand while fastening the leather strap with the other. I run my thumb over the delicate bone of her ankle before releasing her. Her breath is audible and hitches when I move to her other shoe. With both beautifully fastened, she stands and looks nervously around the room.

“Thanks. The bathroom is through there,” she waves absently toward an open door and she teeters on the heels ever so slightly as she walks toward the door. “I’ll be downstairs.”

“Don’t go.”

She stops and looks over her shoulder at me before turning to face me. Her obvious anxiety about this situation is at war with the sexual tension clinging to the air. Her breath causes her chest to heave as she bites her bottom lip and fumbles with her hair. The pink flush of her cheeks calls to me. I can’t wait anymore. This has gone on for too long. I take two strides toward her, leaving mere inches between us. She’s not retreated or offered any type of resistance. I wrap my arm around her waist, closing the gap between us and kiss her lightly, testing my theory. I pull back and she exhales, her lips parting. 

I need no other cue. I slant my mouth over hers, pushing all the pent-up emotion from the past several weeks and the stolen glances from today into her. She runs her hands up my arms before snaking them around my neck. With our bodies melded together, I roll my hips into her belly, pressing my desire upon her, and am rewarded with a low moan. The moment is a mess of roaming hands, frenetic kisses, and ragged breaths. It is blazingly clear that both of us are involved in this purging of restricted emotions.

The call of our names from downstairs breaks us from each other. Though our mouths are no longer touching, we still cling to each other. Our foreheads are pressed together as we attempt to collect our breath.

“We’ll be there in a minute,” Diesel forces out. I can hear the strain in her voice.

We look to each other, not knowing what to say. We release each other and move in opposite directions.

QUESTION THREE: What has Elliot always loved on a woman?   

EXCERPT FOUR: "Diamonds In The Rain," from "A WILDer Wonderland - Sexy Stories Of The Season" by Angel Payne
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“I think I have the visual now. A midnight swim under the stars, a promise to show her the rest of your tattoo in the pool house…” 

“Back that cart up. What kind of a wild child do you think I was? My parents would’ve killed me if I had my toe tattooed, let alone my leg.” He slapped his right thigh. “The ink didn’t come until a year and a half ago, after I nearly lost this thing to a ground rocket attack.” 

She wound her fingers into his to silently thank him for the revelation about the tattoo. He’d never told her much about it beyond how the interlocking symbols were the Chinese word for gratitude. A bit more of him made sense to her now, making it somehow easier for her to conjure him as a gangly sixteen year-old, sweet-talking a girl beneath the summer stars.

But even though the image was endearing, it again underscored how different their backgrounds had been, especially after Mamáhad died. Ava chuckled because of it. “Changing hut, huh? Where I come from, the ‘changing hut’ was the back of Andrea Smith’s mom’s van, where we took turns holding the towels up for each other and hoped the boys didn’t come back early from surfing.” 

Ethan’s eyes lit up. “That sounds like a blast.” 

“It was cold and frantic and meant half the beach came home in my panties.” She finished with a grin. “But yeah, it was a blast.” Her stomach did a teenage-style flip in response to how his eyes intensified when she mentioned underwear. “Guess I should be glad our paths didn’t cross,” she murmured. “For you, I might’ve dropped the towel.” 

“And for you, I would’ve cut surfing short.” He tugged her chin up and concluded it with a kiss, which fast turned into a hot tangle of tongues. And then another. And another. Within minutes, he had her pinned to the wall as they necked like feverish kids who’d newly discovered the magic of French kissing. 

The rain came down harder on the little cottage’s roof, adding to the illusion that they were all alone, locked in a secret haven with nothing but time and passion to burn. Ethan moaned into her mouth while tucking a hand beneath her skirt and palming her ass. Ava answered his quest with a high mewl and a desperate grind, needing more of the bulge that now throbbed against her naked pussy. “Oh, Ethan,” she rasped, lost to the magic of his strength and the desires from every touch. “Ethan…Ethan…” 

“Yeah, baby.” His words were like steel shavings in her ear, demanding as the cock that pounded at the zipper fitted to her core. “I know. I know.”

QUESTION FOUR: What came home in Ava's panties after days at the beach?

REMEMBER! For QUESTION FIVE on this batch, you have a special assignment: share your wildest, wackiest, or most memorable New Year's Eve story!

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  1. Anonymous
    mbardales2003@yahoo.com<br /><br />1. Kitchen counter<br />2. Tension in her body<br />3. Heels<br />4. Half the beach<br />5. Hubs and I slipped away to enjoy a private kiss during a friend's party. Pool shed with concrete as the flooring is NOT the most comfortable place to kneel. Just sayin' ;)<br /><br />m/f prize
  2. #1 Kitchen counter <br />https://www.facebook.com/lisa.williams.1466126
  3. #2 interest<br />https://www.facebook.com/lisa.williams.1466126
  4. #3 heels<br />https://www.facebook.com/lisa.williams.1466126
  5. #4 half the beach<br />https://www.facebook.com/lisa.williams.1466126
  6. #5 Ugh, I'm boring on this one-- No great New years story :(
  7. Hi, there! Thanks for hosting this great contest! I'd like a chance to win male to male (m/m) books, please! :) Happy New Year.<br /><br />Jim Evans<br />lakeviewfella@yahoo.com<br /><br />Questions:<br />QUESTION ONE: Where does Dev lift Zoey to make up for their height difference? kitchen counter<br /><br />QUESTION TWO: What are his senses on alert for? the first sign of tension in her body<br /><br />QUESTION THREE: What has Elliot always loved on a woman? heels<br /><br />QUESTION FOUR: What came home in Ava's panties after days at the beach? half the beach came home in her panties<br /><br />QUESTION FIVE - share your wildest, wackiest, or most memorable New Year's Eve story: My most memorable New Year's eve: being picked up by a male couple. they were in their late 40s, I was in my late 20s. They were sweet and hot and completely rocked my world right into the New Year. I felt wanted and desired in the most feral way....it was amazing. <br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br />
  8. Dev puts Zoey on the counter.<br />His senses are alert for tension in her body.<br />Elliot has always loved high heel shoes on a woman.<br />Half the beach (sand) came home in Ava's panties. <br /><br />Carin, I prefer m/f please and thank you mawmom@gmail.com :D
  9. wanted to make sure I left my email: lakeviewfella@yahoo.com
  10. Where does Dev lift Zoey to make up for their height difference?the kitchen counter<br />What are his senses on alert for? the first sign of tension in her body<br />What has Elliot always loved on a woman? heels<br />What came home in Ava's panties after days at the beach? half the beach.<br />One of my most memorable New Years memories would be when I went to my ex sister in laws and they did a Mexican/puerto Rican ritual where you eat a grape at every chime of the clock at midnight.<br />Gabrielle<br /> meingee@yahoo.com
  11. Forgot answer #5 my wildest New Years Eve was 10 years ago when I gave birth to my youngest child :O) Carin
  12. Anonymous
    1) kitchen counter<br />2) the first sign of tension in her body<br />3) heels<br />4) half the beach<br />5) I went to see my friend's band play a house party on New Year's Eve 2000...they threw in a lot of bubblegum and punk covers, it was really fun!<br /><br />I'd prefer m/m, but a mixture of genres is fine, too!<br /><br />Trix, vitajex(at)aol(Dot)com
  13. Anonymous
    1. Kitchen Counter. 2. 1st sign of tension 3. heels 4. half the beach. 5. Weirdest New Years was when I was in college and on the swim team. We were on a training trip and I was really really sick. I didn't drink all night, just watched my friends. The next morning I was so sick, I was going down the elevator to tell my coach I was sick and couldn't swim (and was afraid she would think it was because I was hungover) and I passed out in the elevator! All my friends got out on the ground floor and I just keeled over! lol. I spent the next 3 days at home sicker than ever with strep throat. <br />Susan <br />sue117 at hotmail dot com<br />m/f prizes please
  14. My answers are:<br />1. Sitting on the kitchen counter<br />2. First sign of tension in her body<br />3. Heels on a woman<br />4. Sand, half the beach<br />5. I really have never done anything for New Year's Eve. I remember when I was little trying to stay up until midnight with my mom and sister, but never making it.<br /><br /><br />Elizabeth Gray<br />elizabethgr@sbcglobal.net
  15. Jen
    Email: jen.f {at} mac {dot} com<br />First preference: m/m <br />Second preference: mixed<br /><br />QUESTION ONE: Where does Dev lift Zoey to make up for their height difference?<br />ANSWER ONE: the counter<br /><br />QUESTION TWO: What are his senses on alert for? <br />ANSWER TWO: the first sign of tension in her body<br /><br />QUESTION THREE: What has Elliot always loved on a woman? <br />ANSWER THREE: heels<br /><br />QUESTION FOUR: What came home in Ava's panties after days at the beach?<br />ANSWER FOUR: half the beach<br /><br />QUESTION FIVE - The most memorable New Year’s Eve for me is the time my husband and I went to Catalina Island. We had a blast.<br />
  16. 1. He lifted her with one arm, and she found herself sitting on the kitchen counter, legs dangling. <br />2. senses on alert for the first sign of tension in her body<br />3. He has always loved heels on a woman<br />4. half the beach came home in her panties<br />5. I once went to Times Square and could not find it on New Year's Eve. How sad is that? Now I am home sick. Bummer<br />debby236 at gmail dot com
  17. Lisa G
    1) Kitchen Counter<br />2) First sign of tension in her body<br />3) Heels<br />4) Half the beach<br />5) Going into labor New Years Eve 1996 - daughter born NY Day.<br /><br />Prefer m/m books lgrant1@san.rr.com
  18. SO EXCITED with all the entries and comments we are receiving! THANK YOU for your awesome New Year's Eve stories!!
  19. 1. Kitchen counter<br />2. First sign of tension in her body<br />3. Heels<br />4. Half the beach<br />5. Apparently I am extremely boring. I have no crazy New year's stories. I usually just watch the ball drop. Sometimes board games are played.<br />Thanks for the chance to win!<br />Amaquilante@gmail.com
  20. 1. kitchen counter<br />2. first sign of tension<br />3. heels<br />4. half the beach <br /><br />Going out one New Year's Eve with another couple. I was the designated driver as I was under the legal drinking age which was 18 at that time.<br /><br />andrea.infinger@gmail.com
  21. QUESTION ONE: Where does Dev lift Zoey to make up for their height difference?<br />The kitchen counter.<br /><br />QUESTION TWO: What are his senses on alert for? <br />The first sign of tension in her body.<br /><br /><br />QUESTION THREE: What has Elliot always loved on a woman? <br />Heels on a woman.<br /><br />QUESTION FOUR: What came home in Ava's panties after days at the beach?<br />Half the beach.<br /><br />QUESTION FIVE: Memorable New Years<br />Partying with 2000+ people and having a full bear spilt all over me.<br /><br />kalimar2010 @ gmail.com
  22. 1. Kitchen counter<br />2. First sign of tension<br />3. heels<br />4. Half the Beach<br />5. Fireworks gone wrong at a New Year's Eve party.
  23. Anonymous
    Q1: kitchen counter<br /><br />Q2: signs of tension in her body<br /><br />Q3: heels<br /><br />Q4: half the beach<br /><br />Q5: I was still a teen, and my gay friends got engaged, so me and a few other people prepared a wedding-like ceremony for them on New Year's eve.<br /><br />egnisjones(at)gmail.com<br /><br />I'd prefer the m/m only set.
  24. Anonymous
    Q1: kitchen counter<br /><br />Q2: signs of tension in her body<br /><br />Q3: heels<br /><br />Q4: half the beach<br /><br />Q5: I was still a teen and my gay friends got engaged, so me and a few other people repared a wedding-like ceremony for them on New Year's eve.<br /><br />egnisjones(at)gmail.com<br /><br />I'd prefer the m/m only set.
  25. Question ONE: Where does Dev lift Zoey to make up for their height difference? Answer: The kitchen counter.<br />QUESTION TWO: What are his senses on alert for? Answer: The first sign of tension in her body.<br />QUESTION THREE: What has Elliot always loved on a woman? Answer: Heels.<br />QUESTION FOUR: What came home in Ava's panties after days at the beach? Answer: Half the beach.<br />Answer to #5: A New Year's Eve swing club slumber party.....*wicked grin* ...if you can imagine it, it probably happened! <br /><br />Happy New Year and thanks for the amazing giveaway!<br />elizabeth @ bookattict . com
  26. 1. The kitchen counter<br />2. First sign of tension in her body<br />3. Heels<br />4. Half the beach<br />5. It was probably three or four years ago...I threw a NYE party and was out back by the pool waiting for the fireworks to start...when it struck midnight, after my kiss, a friend of mine popped a bottle of champagne right next to me and it scared me so much that I jumped and fell in the pool. (it's a heated pool...thank god)
  27. - Steal The Light - A Thieves Novel by Lexi Blake: Dev lift Zoey to sit on the kitchen counter<br />- Hitting on the Hooker by Mina Carter: His senses on alert for the first sign of tension in her body<br />- Diesel by Piper Malone: Elliot has always loved heels on a woman<br />- Diamonds In The Rain by Angel Payne: Half the beach came home in Ava's panties<br />- Well, my most memorable New Year's Eve story is from a few years back, when I was 15 and a friend wrote 'I love you' with spray paint on the street (I could see everything from my balcony)... It's was so embarrassing, lol, it took weeks for the message to disappear. Sadly, I was not in love with him. :/<br /><br />I'd like mm novels and my mail is serena91291@gmail.com
  28. Anonymous
    1. to sit on kitchen counter<br />2. first sign of tension in her body<br />3. high heels<br />4. half the beach <br />5. Spent NYE in a crowded downtown Chicago bar with my fiancé when I was only 18.<br /><br />Thanks for the reads & giveaway, Donna M.<br />wedmoore [at] aol [dot] com
  29. Carolyn
    1. Kitchen Counter<br />2.First Sign of Tension in Her Body<br />3. Heels<br />4. Half the Beach<br />5. I'm going to sound really boring if I say I don't have any wild new year's stories, but I can't think of a one. Just the normal bit of fun.<br /><br />Preference: M/M or mixed<br />caroaz [at] ymail [dot] com
  30. Lexi Blake: kitchen counter<br /><br />Mina Carter: the first sign of tension in her body<br /><br />Piper Malone: heels<br /><br />Angel Payne: half of the beach<br /><br />Question five: Spend a boring life so far, nothing memorable, wild or wacky happened on New Year's Eves so far<br /><br /><br /><br />dannyfiredragon@aol.com
  31. 1-the kitchen counter<br />2-first sign of tension in her body<br />3-heels<br />4-half the beach<br />5-Not super exciting, but my most memorable was spending the evening with my best friends (we were around 10) gorging on food and learning card tricks.<br />melora (dot) derryth (at) gmail (dot) com
  32. 1) Lifted her on to the kitchen counter.<br />2) For the first sign of tension in her body.<br />3) He has always loved heels on a woman.<br />4) Half the beach, meaning a lot of SAND!<br />5) My ex-husband proposed to me at midnight at a college buddy's New Year's Eve party, in front of all the guests. Later that night, he was "talked" into playing strip poker by one of his drunk guy friends and two women. No one was allowed in the room but the players. Needless to say, I was more than pissed, and he knew it, but you know men and their egos around other men! While sitting there watching TV, trying to work my courage up to go into the room, and tell my now fiance' either he leaves that room or I start walking, his friend came and sat next to me. We were the only two people NOT in that room at the time, as everyone else had already left. Needles to say, he tried to kiss me, and I jumped up and slapped him across the face. I turned to walk away to go tell my "fiance" what just happened. Before I could even get ten feet, I feel something very hard and huge whack me across the back of my head. The asshole dude had thrown a giant dog bone at me to stop me from telling my "fiance". The bone had to have been the size of a human's thigh bone! I saw stars for a minute or two, gained my composure walking towards the door again, and walked right out into a blizzard. I was going to walk twenty miles home if I had too, just to get out of that fucked up situation and house. About fifteen minutes later, my fiance' (now ex-husband) pulls up beside me and tells me to get in. I refuse and he begs me to get it. When he asked me what happened, I told him to go as his "so called friend" what happened. He said he did ask him and he said he did not know. When I told my now-ex-husband what happened, he made excuses for his "player" friend, one he as told me was a "player", saying he probably meant nothing by it. I just screamed, "REALLY? The f*cker just tried to kill me with a damn dinosaur bone to the back of my head!" I knew I should have broke up with him after that. Why did I not listen to myself? lol We never did hand out with those people again after that.<br /><br />Kimberly Mayberry<br />kbinmich AT yahoo DOT com
  33. Oh! Loving the sound of these! Great books! Thank you!<br />Q1: kitchen counter<br />Q2: first sign of tension in her body<br />Q3: heels<br />​Q4: half of the beach<br />Q5: ​I dont have one. My family has never been one to celebrate it.<br />shadowluvs2read@gmail.com
  34. 1. the counter<br />2. the first sign of tension in her body<br />3. high heels<br />4. half the beach<br />5. Staying up playing Phase 10 to the point where we were dizzy silly!<br /><br />ashley.vanburen[at]gmail[dot]com
  35. I prefer m/m stories, but will be happy with whatever I win (if I win!)<br />Q1: Kitchen counter<br />Q2: The first sign of tension in her body<br />Q3: High heeled shoes<br />Q4: Half the beach (sand)<br /><br />Wacky New Year's:<br />We (my husband and I) tend to avoid drunk drivers and watch the Twilight Zone marathon instead. However, one year we spent Christmas in the LA area and were driving back north to Washington state on New Year's Eve. We kept hearing warnings about the passes and to call CalTrans for more details on the radio. However, the radio DIDN'T give the CalTrans pass info number to call!. When we hit San Francisco we deliberately went through a toll booth on the bridge that was manned, rather than automatic thinking we could ask them for the number. Their response - a vacant look and asking us if there was an emergency. After trying a couple of more times to ask for the number and getting no actual signs of intelligent life, we gave up and kept driving. Eventually they announced on the radio that the passes were closed and wouldn't open until at least the next morning. We drove to the last big town before the passes and stayed at a hotel overnight. The next morning the passes were open so we continued our trip. A final indignity - we got to 5 miles from the summit and were required by CalTrans to chain up - even though the road was bare and wet! Cursing a LOT (we had all wheel drive and all weather tires), we chained up for the very hazardous 200 feet of slush at the summit 5 miles further up the road. I still think we should have billed CalTrans for tire damage :}<br /><br />Dreamseeker dreamseeker331(at)gmail(dot)com
  36. 1.) Dev lifts Zoey onto the kitchen counter.<br />2.) His senses are on alert for the first sign of tension in her body.<br />3.) Elliot has always loved heels on a woman.<br />4.) Half the beach came home in Ava's panties.<br />5.) Well, this New Year’s was my most memorable. I went to a New Years/birthday party for one of my good friends. She turned 21, so there was alcohol for the 21 and up crowd. We hung out, played games, and after the ball dropped, dancing randomly broke out, so one of the first things I did this year was learning how to merengue and waltz. <br /><br />tiger-chick-1(at)hotmail(dot)com<br />And I prefer M/M books.
  37. 1: Kitchen counter.<br />2: First sign of tension in her body.<br />3: Heels.<br />​4: Half of the beach.<br />5: Um, one year I drank a whole bottle of sparkling white grape juice by myself...<br /><br />OceanAkers @ aol.com <br />The M/M or Mixed prize.
  38. Excerpt 1 - kitchen counter<br />Excerpt 2 - the first sign of tension in her body<br />Excerpt 3 - heels<br />Excerpt 4 - half the beach<br />Excerpt 5 - oh lord well certainly one of the most memorable - it was winter break from college. My sister and I went to a party at one of her friends houses. I got soooo drunk I had to have another guy I knew from HS drive me home and I spent the next day TOTALLY hung over and my mom was insisting that we put away all the Christmas stuff. I must have thrown up 10 times that day. She never said anything, but I suspected she had an idea of what had happened :) <br /><br />Prefer M/M books. Thanks for the opportunity. <br /><br />Sadonna <br /><br />sxswann(at)gmail(dot)com

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