Monday, April 22, 2013

Welcome Kacey Hammell and her book, Sweetest Salvation

Welcome back everyone.
I sure hope you stopped by last week and participated in Evernight's Book Boyfriend Blog Hop. 
If you did, chances are you won something from one of the amazing blogs that participated in the hop. 

Congratulation to all the winners!!!

Here at Sealed With a Kiss, we're not gonna skip a beat, or miss a chance to boast about another recent release. 

That's why I'm thrilled to say we have Kacey Hammell here to help us do just that!!

Let's take a look at Kacey's latest release, Sweetest Salvation...

Hello everyone!

After the deaths of her husband and child, tragedies that she blames herself for, Andrea “Andy” Sheaver has shut herself off from the world. The only place she finds any relief from her shattered heart is Club Splendor, where she and her husband often frequented together.  There, Andy submits to pleasure and pain in situations so her grief is forgotten for a little while.
But Hunter Sullivan won’t stand idly by and watch Andy self-destruct. A friend of her husband, and the owner of Club Splendor, Hunter has kept his love for Andy hidden for years. He refuses to think of her at the club, cold and detached as she’s become, looking for an easy fix to take away the pain in her heart.  Hunter wants her to vibrant in life again and sets out to prove he is exactly who she needs.

Sweetest Salvation
Contemporary Erotic Romance/Light Bondage
Content Warning: Contains Voyeurism, Spanking, Multiple Partners
ISBN: 978-1-77130-330-9
Available at Evernight Publishing / (and more links below)
*An Evernight Publishing Editor’s Pick*

“Hammell did a masterful job creating a story that was an equal measure of sweet and oh-so-sexy.” 4 Stars, The Book Chick with Kick

Exclusive Excerpt © Kacey Hammell, 2013

Nolan reached his hand out to her again. “You’re a very beautiful woman, Andy. It would be my pleasure to take your cares away for the evening.”
Paige moved to the red cushioned chair in the corner and crossed her legs. Andy had to admire her confidence to sit naked like that.
She smiled at Nolan and gave him a small nod.
Andy put her hand in his once more and allowed him to help her up the steps. He pulled her into his arms as she cleared the top. She was caught off-guard when his head swooped low and his mouth claimed hers. She jerked back with a gasp.
Looking up at him, her hands clenching his biceps and her pulse raced.
Could she do this? Have sex with a man who wasn’t Patrick?
No, she had to stop thinking about him.
Anxious to feel anything other than guilt and anguish, Andy lifted her arms and circled Nolan’s shoulders. She lifted her face and their mouths met.
His lips were gentle and patient as he allowed her to take the lead. Her tongue caressed the brim of his mouth until it opened. His tongue swirled against hers while his hands travelled down her back.
His touch made her skin burn beneath the black silk camisole she wore. Goosebumps spread along her skin and she shivered. Desire and need nearly drowned her.  The need to let out the hidden animal clawed at her to be set free.
Andy ran her hands over his shoulders and down his arms. Her fingers moved over his chest and stopped at his nipples. His breath hitched as she pinched and played. She moaned when her pussy tightened. Her hands slid down his strong abs and into the waistband of his boxers.
Nolan lifted his head and stepped back. “Wait a minute, hon, let’s take it slow. Undress for me.”
Andy frowned, her body quaking with need. “What?”
Nolan’s jaw clenched and his gaze narrowed. “Do as I say. Undress. Now.”
She looked over at Paige, who nodded and gave her a smile of encouragement.
Understanding dawned. 
Nolan was the Dom to Paige’s submissive and he was playing the role he’d been in when she’d interrupted them. Andy hadn’t thought much about what to do once she’d joined them, but the idea of submitting to him never crossed her mind.
Resolved to the need coursing through her and desperation to let herself go, she dropped her hands to her side. She grasped the zipper of her skirt, pulled it down, shoved her thumbs into the waistband and pushed the skirt down over her hips.
It pooled at her feet and she stepped out of it. She lifted her left leg to take off her high heels when Nolan commanded, “Leave them on.”
She did his bidding, and crossed her arms over her waist, lifted the camisole up and over her head. Her gaze locked on his when she stood before him in a matching purple bra and thong.
She’d always had a fetish for Victoria’s Secret lingerie and had drawers full of it. This was the first time she’d worn any of it in months. She gave her head a small shake and took a deep breath. There was no time for any thoughts of the past.
Nolan stepped toward her, ran his fingers over her shoulders. The flogger ends trailed against her skin, made it tingle. Her eyes closed and her head fell back.
Embers of heat ignited along her body as his hands swept over her. Her nipples tightened, her hips shifted. She wanted nothing more than to straddle him, let him fill her.
Drawing in a calming breath, she lifted her eyes. Nolan smiled, his fingers slid over her bra and nipples. They beaded. Ached.
Andy shuddered. Her fingers wiggled at her sides, desperate to touch herself to ease their throbbing. But she wanted Nolan’s hands on her instead.
“You love to be touched. And so sensitive. I like that,” Nolan remarked and raised the flogger. He feathered it along her arms, over her shoulders and down her chest. The light touch made her fists clench. She understood a D/s relationship enough to know not to move unless directed.
It was not a role she was used to.
No, stay in the moment. Do not think about the past.
“What will your safe word be?” Nolan asked.
“Charity,” she said without hesitation.
She moaned as he ran the flogger down her torso, and over the front of her thong. Her pussy tightened and her clit swelled. She needed to feel his fingers between her legs, rubbing her clit. She shivered, aching to have them deep inside her.
A mind-blowing release was all she could think about.
She gasped. Nolan pulled the flogger back and struck her firmly. Her clit pulsed and her knees shook. “Nolan,” she growled.
“I did not give you permission to speak,” he commanded.
Her gaze locked on his, desire mirrored in his eyes that she knew was in hers.
Over and over, he slapped her with the flogger—against her center, each nipple and along the shoulders. Her body shook with the need to be fucked.
It had been too long. She was desperate. Her mind clicked with images, as if watching a movie, from scene to scene. She imagined Nolan on top of her, behind her, spanking her, filling her with any of the toys that were in the other room.
To feel a man’s cock inside her, pounding, relentlessly pushing her against a table, chair, wall…wherever he wanted, as long as it was soon.
“Keep your hands at your side,” Nolan directed as he walked around her. The flogger glided over her ass cheek, and her breath caught. Her legs barely kept her upright. She wouldn’t be able to hold on much longer. She’d love to find a seat on top of Nolan’s cock.

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Canadian author, Kacey Hammell is a multi-published erotic romance author who writes mainly in the Contemporary Erotic/Romantic Suspense genres.  She is a true romantic at heart.

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