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So after listing all the reasons why you will love Dick and Jayne yesterday, what more can I tell you about the story that will hook you? Don’t guess I can tell you. But I can show you. The sex in this story is off-the-charts hot. The characters are loveable, if a little stubborn, and Jayne… Well, I could swing for the other team for a girl like Jayne. Enjoy the excerpt, and remember to post a comment to be eligible for the Amazon gift certificate I’ll award on Thursday!

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The drive to the Italian restaurant seemed to take forever. Her flowery scent filled the car, made his nose and his dick twitch. All he could think about was running his tongue all over her curves to find every place she’d touched with her perfume.

Jayne flipped down the visor and gazed at herself in the mirror. “You must be wearing my lipstick.” She opened her small black bag and rummaged inside. Then she laughed.

“What is it?” he asked, darting a glance toward her lap.

Jayne raised a small silver object in her palm for him to see. “Richard left us a present.”

“What…” But he knew the second the words left his mouth. “A vibrator. Your boyfriend gave you a vibrator for our date?”

“Isn’t he sweet?”

“I’m assuming he intends you to use it.”

“We could always surprise him. Want me to put it inside you?”

His gaze swung toward her. Her smile reassured him she didn’t have designs on his ass, but the shiny metal egg did up the tension riding his body. “It’s mine to use however I want or you’re gonna pitch it out the window.”

“Fine by me,” she said, sounding breathless. “It’s all yours.”

He swung into the parking lot and drove to the back, halting beside a tall hedgerow. He turned to her and gave her a hard stare. “Before anyone sees. Get up on the seat on your knees.”
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Yeah, I couldn’t come up with a catchier countdown title. But does it matter? You know what happens on Wednesday. Another sexy little romp will appear on the Ellora’s Cave website, and my job for the next couple of days is to entice you into heading there as soon as the covers are refreshed to buy your copy!

Guess I should start with the persuadin’.

Why do I think you will love Dick and Jayne? Let me count the reasons:

1) Hot cop main hero
2) Voyeurism
3) Sex in public
4) Sex Toy
5) Sex club shenanigans
6) A secondary couple you have to know more about—hellooooo, sequels!
7) Ménage a trois

But in case that wasn’t enough, take a peek inside the book…

He didn’t know the nightly peepshow was just a naughty invitation…

Garrett knows what he’s doing can get him into trouble, but he can’t help himself. Every night, as he arrives home, the blonde across the alley gets busy with her boyfriend with the blinds open. He’s spent the past two weeks getting an eyeful and falling deep into lust.

But when Garrett sees a man in a black ski mask sneak into his sexy neighbor’s bedroom, he doesn’t know he’ll be the one captured.

Jayne has a nice life with a nice lover who sees to her every need, but she’s still drawn to the lonely man across the alley. She’s been sharing her deepest fantasies with him from afar, but is ready to up the stakes. When she talks Richard into enacting a dangerous scenario, everything works out as planned. Only Garrett’s not happy about being played. And he’s got reservations because she already has a lover and he’s not into threesomes. Guess she’ll just have to convince him otherwise.

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Tuesday

They were going at it again, and he was gonna get arrested. Which would be pretty damn embarrassing, considering he was cop.

Like clockwork, the couple across the alleyway started banging the minute his car pulled into the garage.

The street along the back of the parallel rows of one-story houses wasn’t much of a buffer. Driveways spoked off the narrow, paved road. Only twenty feet separated his garage from the bedroom window across the way.

Last night, he’d loosened the garage light bulb to make sure it didn’t give him away when the door slid up. Tonight, he flicked his car’s overhead lamp switch off so that the light wouldn’t beam the moment he exited. Carefully, he closed his car door, pushing it with his hip to muffle the click as it locked, walked around to the back then sat with his butt against the trunk to watch the show.

They had to know anyone walking by could see every damn thing—every drop of sweat, every short curl of pale blonde hair. She faced the window, clutching the bottom windowsill, her breasts bouncing every time Boyfriend slammed her ass.

God, her tits were Grade-A prime. Cherry nipples, topping creamy mounds.

Her blue eyes closed, her mouth rounded, and he knew when she came because she always wore the same expression—her cheeks growing rosy, her eyebrows drawing together tightly and the corners of her mouth curving like the cat that licked the cream.

And if the wind hadn’t been whistling through the alley, he would have heard the whimper she gave when Boyfriend milked the last little contraction of her orgasm.

Fuck. He needed his own woman. Maybe she had a twin. Because he sure as shit wouldn’t be satisfied with anyone who wasn’t her, Jayne Peabody—Jayne Hotbody as he’d begun to call her. He’d had her plates run so he’d have a name to assign the woman who’d played a starring role in all his fantasies this past couple of weeks.

They’d finished and Boyfriend was pulling her into his arms, wrapping them around her belly and cupping those beautiful breasts as she snuggled against his chest.

It was time to leave. The show was over for the night.

Then her eyes opened, and Garret Masters could have sworn she looked right at him. He cussed softly, straightened and raised his arm, pulling down the garage door and shutting off the sight of her mouth stretching into a wide grin.

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I had such a strange, strange dream last night. Okay, so my dreams are always a little whack. I had just moved to Washington State, near Seattle. I lived in a colorful cottage in a colorful subdivision with lush forest all around. My mother yelled that my friends were at the door. I had new friends, BFFs. And every one of them were 6-inch tall garden gnomes, each with special gifts. I can only remember two of the special gifts. One of the guys could grow himself to human size, which was a good thing since he was my boyfriend. One of the girls could see the future and she said the world was going to end unless I fixed it. I’m guessing at that point my subconscious said fixing the world was too much work because I woke up.

I pulled out my dream dictionary. From what I can figure out, dreaming about little people friends means that friends are becoming less important to me. That might be true at the moment since I’m on deadline and the book is consuming all my time. The fact the boyfriend could grow to give me sex meant that’s a little more important to me. Interesting.

Anyway, that’s not what I planned for the day. It’s another flashback and another chance for you to win! This story appeared in the Ellora’s Cavement: Jewels of the Nile, Volume 1 and was released March 2008.

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5 Stars from Just Erotic Romance Reviews: “…Jewels of the Nile is definitely a keeper…Ms. Devlin’s MAKING THE MADAM was my favorite of the anthology, with a short fun story…The sex was written perfectly and was incredibly hot with some voyeurism thrown in…one of my favorite books this year…”

5 Fairies from Dark Angels Reviews: “…I could not get enough of this story and wished it went on forever…I was grinning from ear to ear…The erotic scenes in this story will make your body tingle and burn for more. What a wonderful way to spend on hour, reading away. You will crave more from Ms. Devlin.”

4 1/2 Lips from Two Lips Reviews: “…I still have to chuckle at how naïve Merry is. MAKING THE MADAM is a very short story, but not short on sex or emotions…This is such a lighthearted and entertaining read…I found all stories to be highly erotic page turners with strong characters and great settings.”

5 Angels from Fallen Angels Reviews: “…Ms. Devlin will take the readers on a ride on the wild side of the west. Merry and Nathan will have the readers in stitches as the story unfolds. The intense passion will have the readers screaming for more and grabbing lots of ice…”

Widow Merry Winslow heads west to claim an inheritance from an aunt she never really knew. She expects to take over the reins of her aunt’s emporium, but discovers the true nature of the business when she arrives — she’s inherited a saloon with a brothel above stairs! Rather than being dismayed, Merry’s intrigued and finds it the perfect way to shed the shackles of propriety that have hidden her true wild and impulsive nature. Only problem is, she needs someone to make her into a madam…

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Merry Winslow balled her hands into fists and stomped down the dusty planked sidewalk, forgetting every lesson in decorum she’d ever learned at Miss Peabody’s Finishing School or in Homer Winslow’s parlor.

Her aunt’s attorney had taken one look at her black widow’s weeds and decided, without ever taking her true measure, she was completely unsuited to the rough life in Cranston, Colorado.

She’d noted his slow perusal of her beaded lace veil, the gold watch pinned to her bosom, the sheen of her fine bombazine dress and polished leather half boots—and the odious man immediately dismissed her as unworthy.

How could he have decided within two minutes of their meeting when her own husband hadn’t known until his mother pointed out all her faults?
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When Amanda meets her old high-school crush, he doesn’t remember her. A bouquet of flowers and a lost towel spark an affair neither one will forget.

Today’s the day my free short story (okay, not so short since I couldn’t wind it up for 5000 words) debuts at Samhain’s blog. It’s sweet and sexy, and has one glaring typo in it. Please excuse it, but that’s what happens when I edit myself! Click the cover and you’ll be right there. Be sure to leave me a comment too so I know who enjoyed it!

As for my weekly Sunday Report Card, this last week flashed by in frenzy of writing. I’m not sure how good it was, but it was plentiful. I wrote chapters 6-9 of my Berkley book. I may be deleting one scene that I had way too much fun writing. I giggled through the whole thing—a sure sign it’s probably too funny to leave in a Viking story.

The only other noteworthy accomplishment was the sale of First Knight, a medieval set in the My Immortal Knight world. My editor sent me the news on Thursday, and I signed and mailed the contract on Friday.

I also discovered on Friday that the book I sold to EC in early January will be coming out February 17th—so stay tuned for a countdown contest. Fun With Dick and Jayne is superfun, über-sexy and has a threesome. I’ll share more later! Have a great week!

Psst! The winner of Thursday’s contest is at the bottom of this posting! ~DD

Talk about strange dreams. Last night, I dreamed I was friends with a gargoyle who looked like Ricky Martin and whose name was…yeah, Ricky. He came to see me every now and then because the only way he stayed human was if someone believed in him. So he brought his wife and two kids to visit. I rubbed his face (the magic part) and listened to his plans. His wife and he were studying for the CPA exam and planned to open a tax preparer’s shop called “Kim and Ricky’s Tax Preparation”.

Anyway, I don’t usually repeat the sneak peeks so close together, but I found out yesterday while I was cruising Ellora’s Cave’s “Coming Soon” page that Fun with Dick and Jayne will be released on February 17th! Mark your calendars!

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He didn’t know the nightly peepshow was just a naughty invitation…

Garrett knows what he’s doing can get him into trouble, but he can’t help himself. Every night, as he arrives home, the blonde across the alley gets busy with her boyfriend with the blinds open. He’s spent the past two weeks getting an eyeful and falling deep into lust.

But when Garrett sees a man in a black ski mask sneak into his sexy neighbor’s bedroom, he doesn’t know he’ll be the one captured.

Jayne has a nice life with a nice lover who sees to her every need, but she’s still drawn to the lonely man across the alley. She’s been sharing her deepest fantasies with him from afar, but is ready to up the stakes. When she talks Richard into enacting a dangerous scenario, everything works out as planned. Only Garrett’s not happy about being played. And he’s got reservations because she already has a lover and he’s not into threesomes. Guess she’ll just have to convince him otherwise.

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This is a snippet from Jayne and Garrett’s first “alone” date. Too bad for you I cut it off before his best buddy Finn gets to play a little too…

The drive to the Italian restaurant seemed to take forever. Her flowery scent filled the car, made his nose and his dick twitch. All he could think about was running his tongue all over her curves to find every place she’d touched with her perfume.

Jayne flipped down the visor and gazed at herself in the mirror. “You must be wearing my lipstick.” She opened her small black bag and rummaged inside. Then she laughed.

“What is it?” he asked, darting a glance toward her lap.

Jayne raised a small silver object in her palm for him to see. “Richard left us a present.”

“What…” But he knew the second the words left his mouth. “A vibrator. Your boyfriend gave you a vibrator for our date?”

“Isn’t he sweet?”

“I’m assuming he intends you to use it.”

“We could always surprise him. Want me to put it inside you?”

His gaze swung toward her. Her smile reassured him she didn’t have designs on his ass, but the shiny metal egg did up the tension riding his body. “It’s mine to use however I want or you’re gonna pitch it out the window.”

“Fine by me,” she said, sounding breathless. “It’s all yours.”

He swung into the parking lot and drove to the back, halting beside a tall hedgerow. He turned to her and gave her a hard stare. “Before anyone sees. Get up on the seat on your knees.”

Jayne’s eyes shimmered with excitement, and she quickly turned away, shifting her knees onto the seat and bending toward the window. “Be quick. I don’t want anyone to see.”

“That worries you?”

“Someone other than you might see, and yeah, I don’t flash my vajayjay to the whole world.”
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Slave of Desire released in November 2003 and was my chance to visit one of my favorite fantasies—an Arabian nights-style planet complete with an auction. It was also like the second or third book I ever wrote. Throw in a little voyeurism, a little f/f, f/m/f, and a few other nasty little kinks and there you have it!

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From The Romance Studio: Delilah Devlin is fast becoming one of the best erotic romance novel writers today. Her talent for creating characters and plots that intrigue and capture your attentions are legendary.”

From Romance Junkies: “…after reading SLAVE OF DESIRE you will find yourself looking for more great stories written by Delilah Devlin, an author who is quickly making herself known and whose talent for creating unique characters full of erotic sensuality, action and adventure is taking Romantica by storm.”

After a fellow convict is murdered while she’s guarding the maximum-security cellblock, ex-con Calandra Jones escapes the ship of the pirates who liberated the convicts, determined to make it on her own. Just as she’s attempting to arrange passage on another ship headed for a mining colony, she’s abducted by a handsome slave trader bent on offering her for sale at a potentate’s auction.

Drago Chavez doesn’t understand Calandra’s opposition to his plan. As a concubine or wife to a powerful man, she would be pampered and influential. No woman he’s ever placed has complained about being sold into the arms of a caring owner. Besides, his acquisition of the rebellious beauty is his entrée into a lucrative and exclusive market.

Calandra considers Drago’s goal nothing short of sexual slavery and vows to seduce the trader into changing his mind about offering her for sale. A sensual storm erupts during their desert odyssey that culminates when Calandra is sold, and Drago must decide whether he trusts their love enough to rescue his Slave of Desire.

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When Calandra passed him on her way to the pool, Drago expected she would fling herself down beside the water to drink her fill, and perhaps wash her exposed skin with handfuls of water. The pool offered little privacy. When night fell, he planned to accompany her at her bath.

But at the water’s edge, Calandra leapt from the back of her steed and stripped.

Drago halted, ensuring the men behind him also stopped. The kafhet landed at her feet, and the reclamation suit puddled on top. Pink buttocks jiggled as she ran into the water.

“Ahfalla!” Kaspar exclaimed. “She will make us very rich men.”

Drago shot him a searing glance, but Kaspar’s gaze remained pinned to the woman.

Drago turned at Calandra’s glad cry. She ducked beneath the water, then rose and shook her head like a dog, shedding water in an arc and causing her breasts to bob on the surface of the water.

The woman had no inhibitions—or she was deliberately taunting them.
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Psst! If you want to know who won the Cat Tails poll contest, scroll to the bottom!

First off if you’re not 18, WTH are doing here? Okay, my civic duty’s out of the way.

Did you know I sold another book to Ellora’s Cave? The title is Fun With Dick and Jayne, and it’s a ménage. Could you tell from the title? I just finished final edits and am waiting on the release date and cover. I thought I’d be lazy today and save my stubby fingers for the pages I want to pound out on my big book. So, here’s a sneak peak inside the new story.

This is what it’s all about:

He didn’t know the nightly peepshow was just a naughty invitation…

Garrett knows what he’s doing can get him into trouble, but he can’t help himself. Every night, as he arrives home, the blonde across the alley gets busy with her boyfriend with the blinds open. He’s spent the past two weeks getting an eyeful and falling deep into lust.

But when Garrett sees a man in a black ski mask sneak into his sexy neighbor’s bedroom, he doesn’t know he’ll be the one captured.

Jayne has a nice life with a nice lover who sees to her every need, but she’s still drawn to the lonely man across the alley. She’s been sharing her deepest fantasies with him from afar, but is ready to up the stakes. When she talks Richard into enacting a dangerous scenario, everything works out as planned. Only Garrett’s not happy about being played. And he’s got reservations because she already has a lover and he’s not into threesomes. Guess she’ll just have to convince him otherwise.

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They were going at it again, and he was gonna get arrested. Which would be pretty damn embarrassing, considering he was cop.

Like clockwork, the couple across the alleyway started banging the minute his car pulled into the garage.

The street along the back of the parallel rows of one-story houses wasn’t much of a buffer. Driveways spoked off the narrow, paved road. Only twenty feet separated his garage from the bedroom window across the way.

Last night, he’d loosened the garage light bulb to make sure it didn’t give him away when the door slid up. Tonight, he flicked his car’s overhead lamp switch off so that the light wouldn’t beam the moment he exited. Carefully, he closed his car door, pushing it with his hip to muffle the click as it locked, walked around to the back then sat with his butt against the trunk to watch the show.

They had to know anyone walking by could see every damn thing—every drop of sweat, every short curl of pale blonde hair. She faced the window, clutching the bottom windowsill, her breasts bouncing every time Boyfriend slammed her ass.

God, her tits were Grade-A prime. Cherry nipples, topping creamy mounds.

Her blue eyes closed, her mouth rounded, and he knew when she came because she always wore the same expression—her cheeks growing rosy, her eyebrows drawing together tightly and the corners of her mouth curving like the cat that licked the cream.

And if the wind hadn’t been whistling through the alley, he would have heard the whimper she gave when Boyfriend milked the last little contraction of her orgasm.

Fuck. He needed his own woman. Maybe she had a twin. Because he sure as shit wouldn’t be satisfied with anyone who wasn’t her, Jayne Peabody—Jayne Hotbody as he’d begun to call her. He’d had her plates run so he’d have a name to assign the woman who’d played a starring role in all his fantasies this past couple of weeks.

They’d finished and Boyfriend was pulling her into his arms, wrapping them around her belly and cupping those beautiful breasts as she snuggled against his chest.

It was time to leave. The show was over for the night.

Then her eyes opened, and Garret Masters could have sworn she looked right at him. He cussed softly, straightened and raised his arm, pulling down the garage door and shutting off the sight of her mouth stretching into a wide grin.

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I know I was stingy. I’ll share more once I have a pretty cover to offer you.

Back to the contest…

The option you chose for me to write is, “She awakens handcuffed to the bed, the shower running. Mason steps out of the bathroom with a towel around his waist.” I’ll be working on that in February and hope to get it to you by the end of the month. The winner (by random number generator) of the Amazon.com egift certificate is…Fedora!