Wednesday, March 29, 2017

Hump Day HUMP! Men of Honor: Jake

Available in April...

Men of Honor: Jake

Jake didn't wait for her to surrender to him. He swept in like a conquering viking or some shit, taking what he wanted from her. Which, apparently, was her sanity because Linda kissed him back with all the lust she possessed. She forgot why this was a bad idea, why she never intended to get involved with Jake on a sexual level. The sensations alone were enough to sweep her along for the ride. Add to that his naughty declarations in that sinfully sexy voice and there was no way she could resist.
Before she fully realized what she was doing, Linda threaded her fingers through his hair to position him where she wanted him. There was a need in her to control this thing between them. Probably to preserve herself. Unfortunately, as much as she wanted control, Jake possessed control.
He pulled her to him roughly, deepening the kiss even when she nipped his bottom lip with her teeth. The sting only seemed to fuel his lust even more. For her part, Linda knew there was no way she got out of this office without fucking Jake until neither of them could stand if she could help it.
As if he read her mind, Jake growled before swiping a hand over his desk, scattering the contents as he lifted her to set her on the surface. Linda willingly spread her thighs when Jake wedged his hips between them. She urged him closer, tried to deepen the kiss, but Jake fisted her hair and pulled her back. Looking down into her face, Jake looked like a man on the edge of his control. His eyes were wild with the same lust she felt coursing through her body, but he seemed to be determined to reign himself in. His lips were curled in a snarl, but he didn't move away from her. In fact, he pulled her closer, wrapping his free arm around her body tightly.
"Can you feel the pull between us?" His voice was husky, needy. Sexy. "This is why you're going to do exactly what I tell you to do. Use this mission as an opportunity to get to know me, Gunnar, Kinje, and Noah. You will find where you belong with us so you will always be with me. I will always have your back and know you're safe."
"Is that the only reason you want me on your team? Because you think I can't take care of myself?" That statement tasted like soot. Not only was Linda a capable woman, she was part of a specialized force in a large police department. She was more than capable of taking care of herself. And, dammit, she wanted Jake to want her as much as she wanted him. Not to use sex as a means of controlling her.

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Tuesday, March 28, 2017

Tasty Tuesday

Sorry about the lack of recipes the past two weeks. Life called and Mama forgot! Anyway, I tried these and they were absolutely YUMMY! Thought they'd be perfect to share.


  • 2 tablespoons shortening
  • 3 tablespoons white sugar
  • 1 cup hot water
  • 1 (.25 ounce) package active dry yeast

  • 1 egg, beaten
  • 1 teaspoon salt
  • 2 1/4 cups all-purpose flour


  1. In a large bowl, mix the shortening, sugar, and hot water. Allow to cool until lukewarm, and mix in the yeast until dissolved. Mix in the egg, salt, and flour. Allow the dough to rise until doubled in size.
  2. Grease 8 muffin cups. Divide the dough into the prepared muffin cups, and allow to rise again until doubled in size.
  3. Preheat oven to 425 degrees F (220 degrees C).
  4. Bake for 10 minutes in the preheated oven, or until a knife inserted in the center of a muffin comes out clean.

Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Hump Day HUMPs -- Men of Honor: Rafe

With a sharp yank, Rafe jerked her forward to the edge of the bar. Clever fingers found her pussy—no panties made it easy—stroking and probing with an expert touch. Rafe left her lips to find one nipple with his mouth. “God,” he growled around one aching peak. “I’ll never get enough of you!”
The admission drew a cry from Amanda as he began to suck strongly at her breast, his hand pinching and rolling the other nipple. Last night, they’d explored each other. Though she knew he’d enjoyed himself—he’d come nearly as many times as she had—he’d watched her so intently it was nearly uncomfortable. Now, she realized he was learning her body. Her reactions. Everything that had driven her mad the previous evening, he did today. After the brief respite, she was needy and wanting again, probably even more than she’d been initially. There was none of the nervousness of her first time now. She also discovered she needed it a little rough, and Rafe was giving her exactly what she needed.
He bit her nipple gently, making her yelp. The sensations he caused with that one little bite of pain brought her back to the moment with a dizzying swiftness. Last night no longer mattered. The danger to her might as well not even exist. All she cared about was this man. Rafe. The lover she’d always craved and never thought she’d have.
“You’re so responsive,” he said gruffly as he moved his way down her body. Her ribcage. Her belly. Her navel. Rafe explored every inch of skin and still he went lower. Lower.
Pushing her legs farther apart to wedge his shoulders between them, Rafe took a long, slow lick at her cunt. Then he groaned and simply buried his face there and began to suck, lick, and nip until Amanda gripped his hair in both fists as she writhed against his mouth. Of all the things she’d ever experienced before, of all the things Rafe had patiently introduced her to last night, this was by far her favorite. The wicked man knew it too. His tongue licked all around her lips, sucking each one several times before plunging into her cunt. Her clit ached with need, but no matter how much she tried to maneuver him in that direction, Rafe resisted, drawing out her pleasure.
“Rafe!” Amanda gasped, her body on fire with the raging need he’d so effortlessly stoked. “Oh, God! Rafe!”
“That’s it, baby. Tell me how you feel.”
The rush of her orgasm nearly made Amanda black out. Hot and brutal, the wave crashed over her with deadly intent. She thought she’d get used to the ecstasy Rafe brought her, but no. Each time seemed to make her hungry for more. He’d said he would never get enough of her. Amanda knew she wouldn’t get enough of him either. No matter where their lives took them next, she’d always want what only Rafe could bring to her. Unimaginable pleasure.
Her scream was unfettered, ringing out through the suite. And probably the hall. And the suites next to them. Rafe didn’t seem to mind. In fact, he stroked her clit with his tongue until she finally whimpered and pushed him away.
He didn’t stop though. Only stood, shoved down his jeans, and aimed his cock at her entrance. With one swift stroke, he entered her, clasping the nape of her neck so that she had to look straight into his eyes.
“You’re mine, Amanda.” His voice was gruff, commanding. Amanda could easily hear him using that tone of voice to command men in battle. Had he? “Say it!”

Tuesday, March 14, 2017

Tasty Tuesday -- Sweet, Sticky and Spicy Chicken


  • 1 tablespoon brown sugar
  • 2 tablespoons honey
  • 1/4 cup soy sauce
  • 2 teaspoons chopped fresh ginger root
  • 2 teaspoons chopped garlic

  • 2 tablespoons hot sauce
  • salt and pepper to taste
  • 4 skinless, boneless chicken breast halves - cut into 1/2 inch strips
  • 1 tablespoon vegetable oil


  1. Mix together brown sugar, honey, soy sauce, ginger, garlic and hot sauce in a small bowl.
  2. Lightly salt and pepper the chicken strips.
  3. Heat oil in a large skillet over medium heat. Add chicken strips and brown on both sides, about 1 minute per side. Pour the sauce over the chicken. Simmer uncovered until the sauce thickens, 8 to 10 minutes.

Tuesday, March 7, 2017

Tasty Tuesday: Tomato Soup


  • 8 cups tomatoes, peeled and chopped
  • 2 chicken bouillion
  • 1 tsp. salt
  • ½ tsp. season salt
  • ½ tsp pepper
  • ¼ tsp. crushed red pepper flakes
  • 2 T. sugar
  • ½ c. onion, finely diced
  • 2 cloves garlic, minced
  • 6 Tbsp. butter, divided
  • 4 T. flour
  • 4 cups milk
  • 1 cup half and half
  • 1 cup heavy whipping cream


  1. Scald tomatoes. Remove skins from tomatoes. Pulse in food processor to chop until diced.
  2. Add tomatoes, all seasonings and sugar to large pot. Gently simmer for 20 minutes.
  3. Saute onions in 2 Tablespoons butter until onions are tender. Add garlic during last minutes of sauteing. Once onions and garlic are tender add to tomatoes.
  4. Melt remaining 4 Tablespoons butter in sauce pan. Add flour and stir together. Continue to cook over medium heat for a minute. Gradually add milk. Whisk to make sure there aren't any lumps. Continue cooking until thickened.
  5. If you don't like chunks of tomatoes and onions in your soup, puree the tomato mixture. It's really good with hearty chunk's though!
  6. Add white sauce to tomato mixture. Heat through.
  7. Add half and half and cream. Stir together.
  8. Serve warm.
  9. Garnish with Parmesan Cheese or fresh basil.

OMG! THIS IS SO GOOD!! Even if you aren't a huge fan of tomato soup or tomatoes in general, give this a try. it's creamy without being overpowering. LOVE IT!!!


Men of Honor: Rafe

Just as she'd poised to take the lid off the rest of her coffee and throw it at Scott, she spotted Rafe emerging from the fog. An avenging angel. Her angel.

Arms open wide, Rafe walked toward her in long, ground-eating strides. His tall, imposing frame was a welcome sight indeed. "Amanda! I should have known you'd migrate toward the caffeine." He never broke stride, just walked up to her and took her in his big, strong arms, swinging her around so that he was between her and Scott. Just as Scott stepped to the side to keep her in his line of sight, Rafe pressed his mouth to hers.

She was so shocked, all she could do was cling to his broad, muscular shoulders. The kiss seemed to brand her, body and soul. The simple act of pressing his lips to hers became anything but simple. When he licked the seam of her lips, she parted for him, letting his tongue delve into her mouth at will. Sensations swamped Amanda. Dizziness swept her up, feeling much like the alcohol of the night before. Which was when she realized she was hyperventilating.

When she pushed at Rafe's shoulders, he ended the kiss, setting her on her feet, but not letting her step away from his body. "I missed you, baby," he said in a low, seductive voice. "Come back with me. I'll take you home later."

"Rafe?" She needed to look up at him. Even knowing he'd done this for Scott's benefit, she still needed to see in his eyes that he hadn't been affected by that kiss. Shame and mortification filled her, knowing this was all an act. Still, she couldn't resist the magnetic pull of his gaze. With a deep breath for courage, she looked up into his eyes. Heat blazed so hot it nearly scorched her to the bones. Was that all an act too?

"Excuse me." Scott stepped closer, reaching for Amanda's arm. Rafe smoothly moved Amanda away from the other man, keeping a protective arm around her. "Do you want to explain why you're kissing my girlfriend?"

Rafe only grinned down at the shorter man. "She might have been yours at the beginning of the night last night, but she's my woman now." Rafe raised his chin a little, as if he were proud of the fact he'd just stated. "We both saw you with your other girlfriend last night." He made the term "girlfriend" sound childish and beneath him. Probably because Scott had used the term to describe Amanda. "Necking in the wings? That's a bit...amateurish, don't you think?"

Wow. The man already had Scott figured out. If anything could push his buttons, being called an amateur would.

"You better watch your mouth, buddy! I might give you a surprise or two."
Scott loved to taunt her with how he'd earned a black belt in karate. Claimed he could hold his own in a fight and knew ways of hurting people she'd never even dreamed about. Amanda had the feeling Rafe could handle anything Scott wanted to dish out. As if on cue, Rafe urged her gently behind him to free up his hands. Now, he lost his easygoing demeanor and faced Scott with an expression so dark and menacing, her ex actually took a step backward before he could stop himself.

"Let's get a couple things straight, comedy boy. You want no part of me. You might think you do, but I guarantee you don't. Second, Amanda is mine. I protect what's mine."

God, she loved hearing that! Maybe it was Rafe's larger-than-life appearance. Maybe it was their kiss moments ago. Amanda had no idea which, but she wanted this man for herself. Sure, he'd royally pissed her off, but he'd also done everything in his power afterward to make her as comfortable as possible. Now, her mind and heart had latched onto him, imprinting his persona on her very being so that she knew no other man would ever do for her.

Fuck. This wasn't good.