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Thursday, July 5, 2018

Tuesday, May 15, 2018

#ReleaseBlitz: Vanilla & Vice by Tabatha Vargo & Melissa Andrea; #NowAvailable, #OutNow, #Live

Vanilla and Vice is LIVE! 


Now LIVE! Vanilla and Vice by Tabatha Vargo and Melissa Andrea.

A recovering sex addict meets an irresistible virgin. 



VANILLA & VICE


My sick obsession with domination and sex had become an addiction, and I was no longer willing to be a slave to it.  Now, I’m six months sex free, and I haven’t tied a woman up in five.
I’ve never felt more powerful in my life.
Then Eden Vaughn got a job at Empire Sevens and turned my newfound control on its head.
She makes me feel weak and tests my restraint, silently begging me to show her how deep my addiction runs. I can’t have her sort of temptation in my casino, and I’ll do whatever it takes to get her to quit.


I’m into all things dark and filthy, but innocence is my kryptonite. She’s virtuous and vanilla, and vanilla is my VICE. 

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Crashing onto the black leather couch in my office, I reached down and undid the button on my slacks and slid the zipper down.
My cock was hard and angry, tight from the pressure of an unfulfilled promise.
I gripped it, hissing at the pleasure and pain. My balls ached, begging me to give in.
And so I did.
I tugged up, rolling my head on the back of the couch with a sigh. Stroking up and down, careful to put pressure where I wanted it most, I worked my cock until the pain in my balls slowly dissolved, leaving only pleasure.
I closed my eyes, envisioning Eden’s sweet smile. I imagined her looking up at me through her lashes and grinning.
She wanted me.
She wanted to taste me.
She wanted me to fuck her so hard and so fast that she screamed and came all over my throbbing dick.
In my imagination, she dropped to her knees and took me into her warm mouth, her tongue swirling around my engorged head before she tickled the hole a bit with the tip of her tongue.
She worked her hand down my shaft, her mouth following the path until she took all she could into her mouth. My tip sliding into the back of her throat until she began to gag a bit.
Her saliva coated me, warming my dick and lubing it as her mouth worked up and down on me.
“Yeah, angel, just like that,” I whispered. “Suck my cock, baby.”
If only my imagination was real.
If only she were there, kneeling in front of me like a virginal sacrifice and servicing me to the edge of insanity.
I pumped harder, the pleasure so extreme I was starting to feel dizzy. My breathing was rough and fast, my hips tense as I thrust into my palm.
In my mind, Eden was reaching down and palming my balls, massaging them as her sweet sucking and tugs pulled my orgasm from deep inside.
I was getting closer the more she sucked.
The harder she sucked.
She licked.
Massaged.
It was so fucking good.
“Fuck, angel. That feels so fucking good. You want me to come in your mouth, don’t you? You want to taste me? Want my cum to cover your tongue before you swallow it?”
In my mind, she nodded, sucking harder as I reached the end.
Then the sound of my office door echoed throughout the room, and I opened my eyes to see Eden standing there looking at me. Watching me jerk off while in my imagination she was blowing me.
I couldn’t stop.
I was too close to the end.
Too close to the pleasure I had denied myself for the past six months.
Surprisingly, she didn’t leave and slam the door behind her.
Instead, her eyes dropped to my hand, and her eyes went wide.
“Don’t move,” I said as I continued to pump my cock. “Just stand there and let me look at you.”
She obeyed, going stiff as she stood in the doorway of my office without moving.
Her eyes followed my quick movement, and she bit her lip like she was enjoying it.
“Do you like watching me?” I asked, not really expecting her to respond.
She didn’t, and I was fine by that.
Through her dress I could see her nipples hard and peaking, needing to be nibbled and sucked.
My fist tightened, and I pumped harder, feeling the slow rise of my impending orgasm as it crawled down my spine and tickled my hips.
Her cheeks were crimson. She was blushing so hotly, her body spotting in red flushes. She gripped her fingers together, the tips turning white from her strength.
Was she holding herself back from me?
Did she want me as badly as I wanted her?
I almost asked her to come to me, lift her dress, and let me fill her sweet little cunt with my juice, but I had already fallen too far. I didn’t want to make my relapse worse.
Her eyes shifted, turning away from me and landing on the wall beside my head.
 “Don’t look away,” I demanded. “I want you to see the moment my cum spills for you.”
Her eyes went wide, but she listened, continuing to watch.
“Fuck,” I muttered. “Just your eyes on my cock while I jerk it is doing it for me.”
Her eyes dipped to my dick, and her tongue peeked out and swiped across her top lip like she wanted to taste me.
That was all it took.
I came.
I exploded so hard I growled like a fucking savage, which was appropriate since I felt like an animal.
Wild.
Uninhibited.
On the verge of total chaos.
It was the best fucking orgasm I had ever had in my life from jerking off.



Saturday, April 21, 2018

#CoverReveal: Vanilla & Vice by Tabatha Vargo & Melissa Andrea; #ComingSoon, #PreOrder


VANILLA & VICE 
Book one of the EMPIRE SEVENS series
RELEASING MAY 15TH
by Tabatha Vargo & Melissa Andrea
Genre: Romance, Adult, Contemporary 


VANILLA & VICE 


My sick obsession with DOMINATION and SEX had become an addiction, and I was no longer willing to be a slave to it. Now, I'm six months sex free, and I haven't tied a woman up in five. 
I've never felt more powerful in my life.
Then EDEN VAUGHN got a job at EMPIRE SEVENS and turned my newfound control on its head. She makes me feel weak--testing my restraint--silently begging me to show her how deep my ADDICTION runs. I can't have her sort of TEMPTATION in my casino, and I'll do whatever it takes to get her to quit. 
I'm into all things DARK and FILTHY, but INNOCENCE is my kryptonite.
She's VIRTUOUS and VANILLA, and vanilla is my VICE

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Tuesday, February 20, 2018

#ReleaseBlitz: Heartbreak For Hire by Tabatha Vargo & Melissa Andrea; #NowAvailable, #OutNow, #Live


HEARTBREAK FOR HIRE IS LIVE!


I turn trusted housewives into adulterous whores.
Let’s face it, nothing lasts forever. She may have started out as your wet dream, but now she’s your ball and chain. Let me set you free.
I’ll turn your loyal lady into a lecherous liar.
I can give you the uncontested divorce you desire, end your impending engagement, or rid you of that clingy girlfriend.
Either way, you’ll be a free man.

My name is Rift, and men pay me to have affairs with their women. It’s my job to get caught. While unethical, my profession is easy. Hell, most days it’s fun. At least until I fall for the soon-to-be ex of my newest client.



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I reached out to unzip the plastic
holding my dress, but just as I did, the door to the dressing room flew
open, and Dylan stood there looking back at me.
His eyes were wide with shock, as if he hadn’t expected me to be behind
the door, and then they dropped from my face and slid down my body in an
invisible caress.
I should have covered myself; I
should have screamed at him to get out, but I didn’t move or tell him to go.
The way he was looking at me, I needed that. I needed to feel beautiful and
desirable.
“What are you doing here?” I watched
him, his eyes a stormy blue.
His eyes devoured me, making me feel
uncomfortable. If Mitchell supposedly loved me and disliked what he saw when he
looked at me, then surely a man who didn’t love me would see me as even worse.
“The lady out front said the
bathroom was the last door on the right, but I’m guessing she meant the last
door on the left,” he said, not bothering to the hide the fact that he was
looking at my body.
I nodded, not sure what to say.
“I should apologize and turn around
and leave.”
I swallowed hard.
He didn’t leave.
Instead, he moved into the room and
quietly shut the door behind him.
“But you see, there’s a problem.”
“What’s that?” I asked.
He reached out, running a single
finger over my shoulder and down across my chest. “I can’t stop looking at
you.”
I folded my arms across my chest
now, feeling more exposed than I ever had in my life. His finger dipped into
the top of my folded arms and between my breasts.
“You’re covering yourself like a
woman who thinks she’s unattractive,” he said, moving close enough that his
whispered words ruffled the hairs on the
side of my face. “But the truth is, my cock’s hard just looking at you.”
I stiffened at his words.
No one had ever spoken to me like
that. No man had ever been so brazen, saying naughty words to me in such a
manner.
“How does that make you feel, Gwyn?”
He moved closer, his lips skimming my earlobe and making me bite my bottom lip.
I should have run out, but I was
half naked. And the truth was, I couldn’t move. My legs were stiff, and my feet
were rooted to the spot.
“How does it make you feel knowing
my cock is hard and throbbing for you?” He licked my lobe, and I shivered.
“Here you are, in your white bra and panties, looking so innocent and
corruptible ... what’s an evil man like me supposed to do?”
“You’re not evil,” I said, finally
able to speak up.
My voice squeaked with my words,
making me blush even harder.
He leaned back, his brow lifting in
question. “You don’t think I’m evil?”
I shook my head. “Not even a little
bit.”
“I assure you I am.” Again, he
leaned forward, pressing his lips against my shoulder.
As if an automatic reflex, I tilted
my head to the side to give him more skin to explore.
“I’m jealous of the way the lace on
your panties is riding up your curvy hips and disappearing into the sweet space
between your thighs.” He kissed my shoulder once again, his breath striking the
side of my neck and filling my ear. “I want to be that lace, Gwyn. I want to be
resting inside your warmth.”
Dear God, he was good, and I was so very bad. 



Friday, November 3, 2017

#ReleaseDay: Hot & Heavy by Tabitha Vargo; #ReleaseBlitz, #NowAvailable, #OutNow, #Live



FINALLY! BOOK TWO OF THE 
CHUBBY GIRL CHRONICLES IS HERE!

Sometimes a little heat is all it takes to lighten a heavy heart.

Shannon Daniels is afraid of men, but when Matthew Ellis literally falls into her lap, fear is the last thing she feels. For the first time in years, she desires a man, and she plans on taking advantage of her new craving. Shannon hatches a plan to satisfy her sudden hunger, but dancing with the devil will get you more than a one-way trip to hell, and Shannon finds out quickly that even the best-laid plans go awry. 

Matthew Ellis swears he will never get caught in the tangled web of a woman. After a devastating heartbreak, he’s determined to die a bachelor. When he meets Shannon, a chubby redhead with a firecracker personality, he decides to add her to his list of conquests. The good news is she’s okay with a hot and heavy fling. The bad news is, for the first time since he was a teenager, being caught doesn’t seem that unappealing.


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“Most men don’t like overweight women, Matthew.”


He snorted. “You’re not overweight. You’re fucking perfect.”
“I’m not. We both know I’m not, but thank you for saying it.”
“No,” he said, capturing my face in his hands and forcing me to look him in the eye. “Listen to me. I don’t give a fuck what anyone says; you’re perfect.”
He kissed the tip of my nose.
“Beautiful inside and out.”
He kissed my right cheek.
“Sexy as hell.”
He kissed my left cheek.
“And I’m so honored that you’re here with me right now because I’m no fool; I know you’re too good for me. What I’m doing with you is wrong, and I know that. You deserve so much better than me, but I can’t stay away from you.”
I kissed him, tasting all that he was. “Then don’t,” I whispered again his lips.
He kissed me hard, pulling a soft moan from the back of my throat. My body pressed into his, begging for him. Ready. So completely ready.
“You’re driving me crazy, Red.”
“No. You’re driving me crazy.”
He backed away, pulling me to a standing position. He reached for the hem of my dress and began lifting it.
“I know you hate them, but I only have one question.” His hand slid up the inside of my thigh before he dipped a finger in the top of my panty line and ran it across my lower stomach. “Will you let me lick all your curves?”
Biting my lip, I nodded.
He tugged my dress over my head, leaving me in nothing but my bra and panties. His eyes devoured my body as he smacked my hands away when I tried to cover myself. Slowly, he peeled my bra straps down and began undoing the back of my bra.
He leaned over, latching onto my nipple, and a wild moan escaped my lips. I had never felt anything so potent. Every time he sucked on my nipple, a tugging sensation pulled at my clit as if he was sucking there, as well.
While he worked my breasts, his fingers slipped into my panties, pushing them down my ass and over my thighs until they were loose enough to drop to my ankles. He tickled my hip, his fingers walking their way over my flesh until he was teasing my clit with the tip of his finger.
“Oh, my God. Matthew,” I breathed his name.
He captured my cheeks in his other hand, pinching slightly to get me to look him in the eye.
“I’m going to stick my fingers in first. I want to touch you inside.” He breathed. “This is your warning. Don’t freak out on me, okay?”
I nodded, ready to feel some form of penetration. My inner walls were clenching, pushing my juices out with the want to be filled.
His fingers moved down from my clit, sliding over my soaked folds until his middle finger was circling my opening. I thrust, not being able to wait any longer, and he chuckled, the deep vibrations of his laughter sending a wave of longing through me.
“Slow down, baby, I’m going to ease that ache soon enough.”
I melted. The way he was talking to me and touching me was driving me toward an orgasm.
His fingers swiped around my center once again, and I whined, needing to feel him before I burst. I was seconds away from begging when he pressed two fingers into me, bending his fingers deep.
I sighed in relief.
My knees went weak, and I leaned onto the countertop, hoping it would keep me from falling.
“Is this okay?” he asked, his blazing blue eyes lingering on my face.
“Yes. Please, Matthew,” I begged, needing more of everything he was giving me.
He pulled his fingers out a bit, my body naturally trying to suck them back in. Then he thrust once more, pulling them out and pushing them back in, in a rhythm that had my toes curling into the wood flooring beneath my feet. His thumb glided over my clit sending a jolt of sensation through me until I began to shiver.
“I love seeing you like this,” he breathed. “Look at you. You like having my fingers inside you, don’t you, Red?”
I nodded, wishing I could speak over the heavy breaths that pushed from my body.
“Say it, Shannon. Tell me you like it.”
He fucked me with his fingers faster, pushing me toward the brink and holding me over the edge.
“I-I-I do,” I stuttered. “I like it so much.”


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