It’s my first time. I’m so nervous my legs are shaking and my fingers are sweaty. I mean, what if it’s no good? What if it’s awful? That would be so humiliating! I’ve been waiting for this moment for so long. I’ve come totally prepared though. Armed, really. It’s true that I have my expectations up, but who wouldn’t? I’m only human.
Oh, wait, maybe I should introduce myself first. Yeah, that’s a good idea. Hi, I’m Anne Rainey! <g> The newest member of International Heat. *waves madly* THANKS FOR HAVING ME! I’ve been reading this blog for months now. I’ve admired it from afar. Now that I’m actually here, posting, I’m sort of feeling overwhelmed. I mean, I’m like an IH virgin! LOL What could I possibly bring to the blog that’s not already here? Fabulous excerpts? They’ve got that. Sexy covers, gorgeous hunks? Nope, they’ve got that too. After I took a big gulp of my wine and gave it some more thought I figured I’d just bring…me.
So, here I am. I’m a wife, mother of two teenage girls, and a writer. I’m published with Kensington, Samhain, Red Sage, and I recently signed on with Ellora’s Cave. When I’m not writing, you can find me yelling at my kids and picking up after my husband. Oh, and the dogs and cats. I have three dogs and three cats. My house is freaking insane. LOL
So, sometimes when I’m in need of a break from sweeping up Doritos and attempting to get some unknown stain out of my daughter’s favorite shirt, I write hot stories. Here’s a scene from my latest release with Kensington Aphrodisia. Hope you enjoy it! Beware, it’s HOT! (and be sure to check out the bottom of the post, there IS a contest!)
Body Rush
Three restless women…one naughty idea…
Legal Briefs
Taking orders from egotistical hot shots in suits is no turn-on for legal secretary Lydia Burke, but she knows where to find what she’s looking for–at a local BDSM club. Three sexy, commanding men want to show Lydia their version of the law, and she’s just the woman to yield to their demands…
Doctor’s Orders
Psychologist Roni Smart is willing to play doctor in her spare time, but she’s looking for a man who lusts after more than her money. Enter Jake, a computer whiz whose able fingers, red-hot body, and brash take-charge attitude are the perfect antidote for her fever…
Midnight Snack
Coffee shop owner Jeanette Williams just can’t read the menu when it comes to men. But she’s more than happy to serve the knee-weakening biker guy who shows up each morning, stirring a shameless desire within. So when she catches his hungry eyes on her, she offers him an after-hours culinary lesson he’ll never forget…
Excerpt:
Lydia was in another world. That was the only way to explain how she could even consider letting three men pleasure her at once. Up until that moment the wildest thing she’d ever done was let her high school sweetheart make out with her during a football game. She’d felt guilty afterwards and had prayed for two days straight.
This time Lydia only wanted to feel. She didn’t want to think about what would happen after. As Apollo held his cock in his fist, Lydia’s thoughts scattered. It was so close, within touching distance. She craved the flavor of him. She couldn’t explain why, but she felt as if she’d hungered for him forever.
“You can taste it, Lydia.”
Lydia didn’t speak as she stared at Apollo’s hard flesh. She licked her lips and moved forward another inch, then let her tongue shyly swirl over the swollen crest. Lydia heard Apollo’s deep rumbling voice praising her, urging her on. Lydia opened wide and wrapped her lips around his flesh. She could only manage the first few inches, he was wider and longer than any man she’d known. Suddenly a large, calloused hand was petting her spine and traveling towards her buttocks. Lydia moaned and sucked another inch of hard flesh into her mouth.
“Such a pretty mouth, baby,” Apollo ground out as he wrapped his fingers in her hair. “Just a little more now, let me feel that throat tighten around my dick.”
Lydia pulled back, releasing his flesh entirely and glanced up at him. The dark eyes and black leather hood made him appear fearsome. Panic swamped her as Lydia realized just how vulnerable she was with three such powerful males, all immensely turned on.
“No,” Apollo bit out. “Don’t go there, Lydia. We won’t hurt you. This is about pleasure, only pleasure.”
Lydia watched as Poseidon moved onto the bed, a bottle of oil in his hands. She didn’t even know he’d retrieved it. She turned her head, weary of his intentions. He only smiled and popped the top before pouring some of the fragrant liquid into his palms. As he touched her upturned bottom, Lydia jumped.
“Shh, it’s okay, sweet girl,” Poseidon soothed, his voice barely a whisper. “It’s just a massage.”
Apollo cupped her chin and forced her to look at him. “Didn’t it feel good with my finger in that hot little pussy, while Poseidon teased your clit?”
Lydia’s face heated at the reminder of just how good it had felt to let herself go so completely. To let them take over, strumming her body like an instrument.
“Imagine how good it’s going to feel when we fill you with our cocks, baby. Spreading you open, pushing you into another realm where there’s nothing but sweet satisfaction.”
Lydia’s blood ran hot as a series of x-rated images fired into her brain. Still on her knees, she reached up and grasped Apollo’s hard-on and stroked.
“Christ, yeah, just like that. Touch me, Lydia. Own that dick.”
Barriers fell away as Apollo’s words flitted through her. Once more she sank her mouth onto his flesh, this time sucking half his length deep. Apollo cursed and wrapped a lock of her hair around his fist. He didn’t pull her onto him, just held her firm, the slight sting to her scalp lent to the eroticism of the moment. Out of the corner of her eye she watched Zeus step forward, his fist wrapped tight around his own cock as he moved up beside Apollo. Lydia licked and suckled Apollo’s thick crest, then released him and moved over to Zeus. She licked the pearl of moisture at his tip and Zeus groaned. He didn’t speak a word, merely dropped his hand and let her play. A sense of feminine power came over her as she realized how much pleasure she could bring the three men. Lydia lowered her mouth over Zeus’ cock, enjoying the differences between the two men. Apollo was larger around, but Zeus was a little longer. Both men were bigger than any she’d ever been with. As Lydia reached over and cupped Apollo’s balls, she felt Poseidon’s hands smoothing over her ass. He kneaded the tight muscles of each cheek before drifting his fingers higher over her lower back. Lydia moaned and sucked Zeus harder, hollowing her cheeks and bringing him to the back of her throat. Soon she felt Apollo’s hand in her hair, pulling her backwards, forcing her to release Zeus. She looked over at Apollo as she took his hard length into her mouth.
“Fuck, baby, you’re so damn hot. You like this, don’t you? Sucking the both of us, making us crazy with that tongue.”
Lydia hummed as Apollo wrapped his hands around her face and began to fuck her mouth. First with slow easy strokes, then harder. The forceful action had her body vibrating. Poseidon’s fingers travelled down to her hips, then ventured between the round globes of her ass. Lydia started to tense as a finger circled her anus, but as Apollo drove his cock clear to her throat, Lydia forgot her uneasiness and allowed herself to be taken into that other realm Apollo had promised her.
Zeus placed one knee on the bed, then brought his cock to her cheek rubbing the head over her soft skin. She felt surrounded by them, thoroughly entrenched in their wicked world.
“You’re a very naughty girl, aren’t you, Lydia?” Apollo asked, his voice rough with arousal.
Lydia could only moan as Apollo moved his hips back and forth, sliding his dick over her ravenous tongue. Lydia braced herself on the mattress, as she looked over at Zeus. He smiled down at her, then gently slapped her cheek with his cock. It shouldn’t have been a turn on, but Lydia’s pussy flooded with her juices and she badly wanted him to do it again.
“Mmm, she likes that, Zeus,” Poseidon murmured as he continued to tease her tight pucker with his oiled finger. Another hand found its way between her thighs and suddenly there were two fingers sinking inside her hot cunt. “So tight and hot. You’re going to drive us all crazy with this sweet little body, aren’t you, Lydia?”
Zeus slapped her cheek again and again with his erection, each slap drawing more moisture to her pussy and causing her clit to swell and throb.
Lydia took Apollo’s cock further down her throat, until he was balls deep inside her mouth. Suddenly he pulled away. “Enough,” he commanded.
As if of one mind, Poseidon pulled his fingers free and moved away, while Zeus stepped backwards.
Lydia glanced up. Witnessing the dark arousal on Zeus and Apollo’s faces had her own body coiled as tight as a spring. “You need to come again, don’t you?” Apollo asked, as he stroked her lower lip with his thumb. “This time we’ll be buried inside of you when you do.”
“Come here, sweet girl,” Poseidon growled from his position behind her. She looked over her shoulder to see him lying on his back on the bed, his legs spread. His cock jutted away from his body, the veins pulsing with vitality. Lydia turned around and before she could lose her nerve, straddled his thighs. Within seconds he had her spread out on top of him, his mouth covering hers. She couldn’t think, couldn’t move. Poseidon’s lips were different from Apollo’s, softer, fuller. They were pressed to hers, his tongue in her mouth, playing and teasing with the flesh of her bottom lip. She melted against his hard strength. As his powerful arms came around her shoulders, holding her tight, Lydia sighed and surrendered to him. Amazon | Barnes & Noble
And now for a contest! I’m going to be picking 3 winners at the end of the week. All you have to do is leave me a comment on my posts and you’re entered to win. What do you win? Your choice of ANY one of my current releases. Ebook or Print. You can find more information on my books at: http://annerainey.com/bookshelf
Pretty Woman is one of those Cinderella type movies. Edward is the handsome rich guy, Vivian is a prostitute just trying to earn a living. Of course it’s a match made in heaven. LOL 
Sweet Home Alabama. I’ve seen this movie three times and it never gets old. I love the ending. LOVED IT. It’s so sweet, romantic, a total tear jerker. The opening, where Melanie and Jake are friends on the beach in the thunderstorm, and then the way it comes back around to that in the end. *sigh* So completely romantic… 
Bridget Jones’s Diary is a movie that brings reality into a romantic comedy. Bridget is very easy to relate to with all these issues and problems. She’s one of us, and I loved seeing her get her HEA.
Just Like Heaven makes you realize that sometimes it’s just meant to be. Fate. Fight it all you want, but in the end there’s a plan and nothing you do is going to change it. It’s a sweet romance, and Reese is adorable as Elizabeth. 
License to Wed is almost too difficult to watch. At least for me it was. Everything goes wrong and I don’t usually go for those types of movies. But there’s a reason and it all comes together nicely.
Made of Honor…what can I say? He rides into the church on a horse. Sure, he falls off, but hey! Nobody is perfect! LOL
When Harry Met Sally. You’re missing out on a wonderful treat if you haven’t seen this movie. It’s easily one of my favorite movies of all time. Seriously, I loved these two. Billy Crystal and Meg Ryan are absolutely perfect together on screen. 
Jane Eyre…okay, it’s not the typical romantic movie. Nor is it a comedy. It’s different from what I usually like, but it’s timeless. A classic. I prefer the older, black and white version to the new version. Orson Welles, there’s just something about him that I find completely sexy. He’s not the usual perfect hero. He’s flawed and demanding and intense. All the things I go for! 
Last but not least, Did You Hear About The Morgans? This is the newest of my top ten. I admit, I loved it mostly because I love Hugh Grant. He’s so freaking cute! LOL In this movie Hugh plays a guy who screwed up pretty badly with his wife. She’s far from perfect, of course. They’re on the outs. Circumstances force them together, and of course they’re then forced to work out their differences.
