Saturday, 16 June 2012

Welcoming Jaydyn Chelcee

Good Morning Readers,
Before we get started, let me say a big “Thank You,” to Julie for inviting me to be her guest today. For those visitors who leave a comment today, I’ll drop your name in the cowboy hat for a chance to win a free E-copy of In the Arms of Danger today. Please leave a way for us to contact you.
Now then, to the fun stuff…
Jaydyn Chelcee Bio:
Jaydyn Chelcee has spent most of her life in Oklahoma, but at the same time, she’s traveled extensively, at least in the western half of the United States. One of her favorite settings in her contemporary western romances is Montana. She’s the author of the best selling Montana Men Series.
 In the Arms of Danger is available in multi-formats at Secret Cravings Publishing and in print at
Coming soon from Secret Cravings publishing: No Holds Barred, book two of the Montana Men Series.
Available now from Secret Cravings Publishing: Extended release of Witch’s Brew and Witch’s Heart, books one and two of the Winslow Witches of Salem Series written under Tabitha Shay.
Blurb: In the Arms of Danger/Book One/Chelcee

Every woman needs a little danger in her life, but what's perilous about a wildlife shoot in the beautiful Montana wilderness? Armed with only a camera, Lacey Weston treks through the rough terrain and captures more on film than she bargains for—the murder of a young woman.

Fearing for her life, Lacey flees the scene and stumbles straight into the path of a man who strongly resembles the murderer. Is Sheriff Danger Blackstone, with his piercing gray eyes and rugged physique, be the man in her undeveloped pictures?

With nowhere else to run and hide, Lacey must decide if she dares to trust her life to the only person who can protect her, one whose apparent grudge against white females makes him less than approachable—the very man she suspects of murder.

A suspenseful romance—packed with action, hard-bodied cowboys, and long, hot nights—gives a whole new meaning to the Wild West.

A scowl darkened his face as he tore at the flaps. “Coming in,” he announced and entered the tent. Clenching his fists in frustration, Danger froze the instant he straightened and saw Lacey.
She stood across from him holding a towel in front of her. It didn’t take long to realize she was naked behind that minuscule barrier. Her eyes looked like big, gold pools of light. Her breasts rose and fell behind the terry cloth.
Danger swallowed hard. His gaze zeroed in on the rounded fullness he knew lay there. “Damn it, Lacey. I said I was coming in.”
“I know.” She gave a little shrug and dropped the towel. It floated to the nylon floor and landed near her bare feet. His gaze followed its descent and for some reason, he couldn’t take his eyes off her toes. Those intriguing, bright pink toenails held his attention. Oh, shit. Now he knew he’d lost his mind. He’d never had a fetish for toes, painted or otherwise.
Slowly, he slid his gaze up past her slender ankles, her knees, up her thighs where a row of healing stitches followed the line of her inner thigh. He settled his gaze on the intriguing nest of honey-blonde curls. Danger swallowed hard before moving on to the concave of her belly, the tiny turned in navel, past the little mole just beneath her right breast he’d discovered when he’d stripped her before and finally to her up-tilted breasts where her pink-as-strawberries nipples tempted and invited. “Jesus Christ,” he whispered.
Lacey stood there, head bowed, her skin flushed bright pink.
“Sweetheart, look at me.”
She raised her head, her eyes questioning.
“You have nothing to be ashamed of or embarrassed about. You’re beautiful.” Danger reached for the top button on his jeans.
“Let me,” she whispered, her cheeks pink and a hint of shyness in her voice, she moved to stand in front of him, a little hesitant. “I want to undress you. I want to touch you all over, kiss you all over.”
His breath caught somewhere between his lungs and his throat and no words formed on his tongue. He nodded, certain he’d never be able to speak again. Her fingers trembled against his belly. She fumbled with the button on his jeans, looked up, and licked her lips. “It’s already unbuttoned.”
He nodded, his lungs aching for air.
She moved to the next button, working it through its slot. The backs of her fingers brushed the tip of his erection. Jesus, if she took much longer he’d die standing here. He gripped her shoulders. “Lacey.” He growled her name.
“What?” Her eyes widened. “What?” she whispered again.
He lowered his head and anchored his mouth against hers. She shuddered. Her fingers curled into his biceps and she leaned into the kiss, accepted the penetration of his tongue, a hot, wet mating with hers.
 “Mmm.” Lacey’s eyes fluttered shut. He nibbled at her mouth with a leisurely thoroughness that intoxicated. There was no hurry. No need to rush. He simply relished the delicious taste of her mouth. 
He tightened his hands on her waist and tugged her closer. There was no space now between their bodies. Hardness pressed against softness. Male against female. Invitation given and accepted.
Danger moved restlessly. He stroked the pads of his thumbs across her tight nipples, skimmed his fingers down her back and cupped the curves of her buttocks. He loved the feel of her skin, so soft and smooth beneath his fingertips. “Touch me, princess,” he whispered against her mouth. He worked off his jeans then brought her hands to his hard shaft. “I’m dying for your touch. I need to feel your hands on me.”
He looked down at her slender fingers wrapped around his aching cock. The broad head of his penis filled her hand. He heard her stunned gasp at his size. He was thick, too thick for her fingers to reach completely around.
“I don’t think we’ll fit,” she said. She licked her lips and eyed his jutting penis with doubt. “You—you’re so—”
“We’ll fit,” he whispered against her ear and closed his hand over hers, guiding her smooth strokes up and down the hard length of his aching shaft. “I’ll go easy, we’ll fit.’’  
 “You kissed me,” she said and cupped the spongy sac at the base of his burgeoning shaft. “After the little incident with the rattlesnake, you kissed me. I haven’t been the same since.”
He laughed softly. “Yeah? Mmm, don’t stop, sweetheart. That feels good.”
“Twice,” she accused, sounding a little breathless. “You kissed me twice, maybe even three times. I lost count.” She gently squeezed the nuggets, halted the stroking that was driving him insane and walked a fingertip up the endless length of his shaft.
“Yeah,” he breathed huskily.  “So I did, princess, but those weren’t kisses. Not real kisses and certainly not the kind I want to give you. Think of them as appetizers.” He moaned when she explored the tip of his shaft, smoothing a finger over the head and catching the pearly drop of fluid there. “And my appetite has barely been whetted.”
She caught her bottom lip with her teeth in that sexy way that drove him nuts. He gasped as she continued to explore his cock with hesitant fingers. His eyes darkened with warning. “Harder,” he instructed. “I won’t break. And if you expect gentle, little cat, you’ve chosen the wrong man.” He took a deep, ragged breath.  “I’m not gentle, Lacey.  I don’t know how to be. Tenderness is something I’ve lacked in my life for more years than I care to remember.” He moaned, moved against her hand like a rising swell. “I’m as savage as I look. I like my sex hot, hard, and deep.”
Lacey swallowed hard, her eyes round. A hint of red tinged her cheek bones.
“Be very sure you want this, little cat, because if I touch you, make you mine, there’s no going back. I won’t go back.”
“I don’t want to go back. I want you; so much I can barely stand it. Make me yours, Danger.”
His breath chugged out in a long, slow hiss. “Jesus, Lacey, I’m giving you the chance to say no. Take it now, while I can still stop.”
“No.” She shook her head. “I’m not asking you to stop.”
“Good. I won’t. I told you, I won’t. If we start this, we finish it. I’ve waited forever for you to come into my life. I’m not going back to just existing and marking time on the calendar.”
“Shut up and kiss me,” she breathed.

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  1. TY, Julie so much for inviting me to be your guest today...Tabs

    1. You're very welcome. It's a pleasure having you here.

  2. wow, sounds hot and sexy. And a murder mystery to top it off. Yum. I love the names you choose for your characters,and they sound so natural. Gotta get this one.
    I've loved all of your different series so far and I bet this one will be just as great.

    Yum again. On my TBB list, of course.

  3. Hi Lorrie,
    Thx., so much for stopping by...Maybe you'll win a copy...never know how these drawings will go. I have two of my granddaughters here today, so one of them will draw out the lucky winner's name. Good luck...Tabs

  4. Congrats goes out to Lorrie for winning a copy of In the Arms of Danger....Tabs