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Tuesday, June 19, 2012

Hot Summer Nights Erotica BlogHop (June 20-24) ~ Erotic Historical Romance For Adults Only

Welcome to the Hot Summer Nights Blog Hop!

Let's start with a BIG THANK YOU to Skye Warren for hosting this hop!

Did you ever fancy having white hot sex outdoors on a sultry summer's night?

What if you lived in  very religious, restrictive community and giving into temptation was a sin?

But what if that temptation was also reinforced by forbidden love?

Then what if late one hot summer's night you saw your beloved, dancing in the woods, nearly naked?

That is the heart of my novella that is coming July 16, 2012 to Total-e-Bound:

By reading any further, you are stating that you are 18 years of age, or over.
If you are under the age of 18, it is necessary to exit this site.
Copyright © Natasha Blackthorne, 2012
All Rights Reserved, Total-E-Ntwined Limited, T/A Total-E-Bound.

Late summer days spent in the countryside at hunting parties also may lead to secret lover's trysts by night.

Excerpt From: A Measured Risk

Suffolk, England
August 1819

“Why did you run away?” His deep voice settled in her belly, rich and warm, like crème brûlée on a cold winter’s night.
“Because I wanted you to follow.” She tried to sound sophisticated and seductive, but her voice choked off on the last word.
Ruel placed his hand on the shelf above her head and blocked her path to the door. His tall, solidly muscled body leaned over her, surrounding her with the sumptuous, sinful scents of tobacco, Scotch whisky and something masculine and undeniably dangerous. A slow, sensual smile stretched his hard mouth.
He appeared different. Softer. More approachable.
At the change, her insides seemed to flip over.
“Well, sweeting, getting us off alone was a very inspired idea.” He touched one of her fallen ringlets. “I am bored to distraction with endless hunting and fencing.”
As he slowly wrapped the curl around two fingers, he brushed her collarbone. Fiery sparks tingled down her spine, so intense that she shivered and her nipples beaded, pressing against her stays. By some instinct she hadn’t even known she possessed, she arched her back, presenting herself for his assessment.
His eyes shone so vividly blue against his bronzed face that they resembled cornflowers. She swallowed tightly and wished for a long drink of claret. This more personal side of him suddenly seemed far more hazardous than his usually fierce exterior.
Well, no matter. There was nothing to fear. She would allow only as much contact as need be to get to know him a little. Since being torn from her lonely yet secure life in Ireland and thrust into society at age sixteen, she’d spent her time allowing people only as near as was comfortable. She was an expert at emotional evasion.
It should be easy to regain her control.
But now, as late afternoon sun rays played over his pale hair, turning it to the colour of winter wheat, all her carefully rehearsed words flew away.
Say something—anything—else he will think you’re a bird-wit.
An intimate smile, one that invited her to play, tugged at his mouth.
“In a situation like this, alone with a gentleman, it’s perfectly normal for a lady to feel some apprehension.” His hushed voice, barely audible above the piano and boisterous singing from down the corridor, accentuated their isolation. He brushed his fingertips over her cheek and his gaze became so piercing that she had to lower her eyes. “She will invariably ask herself if he will try to kiss her.”
She jerked her eyes back to his face. God, he couldn’t mean to—Not yet, surely… Peculiar, heated chills swept over her. She tried to take a step back, but found her arse flush against the bookshelf.
He leaned closer; so close that his Scotch-scented breath tickled her face. “And just in case you are wondering, Lady Cranfield—the answer is most assuredly yes.”
She should demand that he put his arm down so she could pass by and leave. She really should. But she couldn’t stop looking at his hard mouth and wondering what it would feel like upon hers. He was so close to her, his breath blew on her lips. If she moved but a fraction, she’d be kissing him.
Kissing him.
Dear God. Her breath began to come very fast and short. Her throat went tight with a suppressed moan.
His eyes burnt as brightly as aquamarines. He looked so fierce. If he kissed her, if he dared… Oh God, it would be so harsh. That cruel-looking mouth could express itself no other way.
Excitement rushed through her, sending tingles to every point of her body, even her toes.
But no, he wouldn’t. Not yet.
He kept leaning closer. He didn’t close his eyes. Instead, he seemed to focus all the harder upon her.
Heart pounding and unable to move away, she braced herself for his assault.
His lips brushed hers, barely. A gossamer caress.
He lifted his head.
It was done.
And it hadn’t even begun.
He held her chin, appearing so cool, so unaffected. His kiss had seemed to sear her. An urge to put her fingers to her lips arose in her. She resisted it, for it would give away too much of how she was affected.
Never show your feelings.
He traced his thumb along her lower lip, slowly, deliberately, as he studied her with eyes that now glittered with something powerful and predatory. Heat pooled in her pelvis, low and spreading even lower.
She went weak all over, as if she’d lain in a sunny window seat for too long. Her knees almost buckled. She forced them to lock. To be strong.
It should not have affected her so profoundly. It had just been a peck—not a true kiss at all. William had poured out all of his skill upon her and hadn’t garnered even a tenth of the reaction in her that this man’s peck had.
Ruel traced her jaw line with his fingertips. Unthinkingly, she leaned in to his touch.
“Of course, once he has kissed her, then it’s his turn to wonder…” His voice sounded unnaturally loud to her ears. “How will she respond? Will she withdraw, or can he ignite some hidden fire?”
She sensed that he was toying with her. She’d didn’t understand flirtation—why had she imagined she could carry this ruse off? Was he making advances in order to have a laugh with Francesca and her simpering friends later? Hurt blossomed in her chest. She resented him for that. She ought to feel indignant, superior, uncaring—anything but hurt.
“Please don’t make sport of me.”
She cringed. Was that quavering, pleading voice really hers?
An infinitesimal pause. “Now, why on earth would I do such a thing?” His voice was as smooth as velvet.
“To please your vanity,” she replied, trying to regain her wits.
“Here.” He placed her hand to his chest. The contours of his muscles were hard, powerfully developed. Even more so than she’d expected. His body heat radiated through the satin and, beneath her hand, his heart beat was rapid and strong.
“Is that vanity?” He put a finger under her chin, giving her no choice but to face him. “Is it?” He gentled his grip.
The warmth in his voice settled over her like luscious hot chocolate. Melting her insides to quivering burgoo, rendering her speechless, unable to move.
“My dear, lovely Lady Cranfield, I am going kiss you again.”
Then he touched his mouth to hers, more firmly this time. Delicious, steady pressure. Her lips trembled and she clutched his lapels. He lifted his head. At the loss, a throaty, pleading moan sounded in her ears. Had it really come from her?
Clearly, now was the time for her to reassert some control over her reactions. To put him at a more comfortable distance.
“Kiss me back.” At the commanding edge in his voice, hot, sweet honey pooled in her belly.
No. Focus.
What had she wanted to ask him? Focus? Dear God, what rubbish. She could scarcely remember her own name, much less anything else. What madness had made her think she could maintain control over him?
He traced her mouth with his tongue. Deliberately; lingeringly. This time she couldn’t hold back a moan. She had grown to dislike it when William kissed her opened mouthed. It had always seemed such an overheated, messy thing. But where was her coldness now? She was burning to know what it would feel like to know Ruel’s full kiss. She had to know—just once—or she would surely die.
Just once. Certainly once wouldn’t hurt.
Tentatively, tremulously, she opened her mouth.
So what happened next? Click the banner
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(prologue omitted) of A Measured Risk:

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The Giveaway:

Enter to WIN your choice from my e-published works.

The contest ends June 24th at midnight, so act now. I'll announce the winner right here on the blog on June 25th as well as I'll email the winner!

AND!!! In addition to the giveaway at each blog, one commenter from the tour will win a $100 gift card to the online sex merchandise shop, Eden Fantasys.
Every comment here on my blog is entered in my contest as well as entered to win one of the grand prizes, the "Digital Erotica Gift Basket with over 40 books" or the "$100 Gift Card to EdenFantasys, fun sex toy shop".

The Rules:

1. By commenting and entering this contest, you are stating that you are 18 years of age or older and have reached the age of majority where you live. Void where prohibited by law.

2. You must be a follower either by email, Networked Blogs, my newsletter or Twitter.

3. Optional question: Did you ever have a sensual encounter outdoors?




  1. I'm a twitter and group follower. I'd love to take part!!

    Hubby is a fuddy duddy, so no outside encounters for me. :(

  2. Welcome Jenn and thank you for being the very first person to enter the Hot Summer Nights Giveaway on my blog. :)

  3. I have had outdoor fav was in the rain so hot!!!
    Nb Andie Wardlow

  4. Hubby and I like to skinny dip in the pool in the summer ;)

  5. I've had several types of encounters outdoors, but none of them involved white hot sex. That can always change though :)

    email & newsletter subscriber

  6. i haven't had outdoor encounters.. ^^
    thanks for the giveaway ^^
    icha09 at gmail dot com

  7. I have not had an outdoor encounter yet, but there's always time. Thanks for the giveaway.
    I follow all four ways.


  8. Oh yeah, but one never kisses and tells!

  9. None yet:)
    I follow vie e-mail (oloore at gmail dot com)
    Thank you for the giveaway!

  10. Twitter follower. I've had a few encounters outside (lots of fun), but not in recent years.

    jlhmass at yahoo dot com

  11. I love outdoor encounters, in the water, playing in the rain, under the big tree in my backyard, they are all fun. Follow everyway.


  12. No but it's interesting reading about outdoor encounters -- always the danger of being seen. ^_^

    Thank you for the great giveaway! (I follow by email.)

    khriscc (at) yahoo (dot) com

  13. I have had quite a few outdoor encounters. Some were great while others were less than comfortable. lol

    geishasmom73 AT yahoo DOT com

    email, newsletter and twitter follower @GeishasMom73

  14. I have had some a sensual encounter outdoors. All was when I was a teenager of course. christina_92 at

  15. Yeah once it was great!

  16. My outdoor encounter was camping with my husband on our honeymoon. ;-)
    Emily joy drake at gmail dot com

  17. Camping, lots of camping adventures...Oregon has lots of empty forested lands! Thank you for a lovely giveaway. Networked Blogs- kylie carlson kcarlson1152[at]

  18. My husband and I have been married 34 years. When we were teenagers we pulled over to the side of the road and had sex. The funny thing is a couple of cars driving by beeped, because they knew what we were doing and the best part we didn't care. I would never do that now!!!


  19. Me and my hubby have done in in our car while parked in the parking lot.

  20. 3. Optional question: Did you ever have a sensual encounter outdoors?

    still waiting!

  21. Good Morning! Thanks for being on the hop! Love stopping by.

    Outdoor encounter?? I am guessing you don't mean with a wild animal. :) I have had a few...

    bournmelissa at hotmail dot com

  22. Haven't had an outdoor encounter.
    Thanks for the giveaway.

  23. Hello! I follow you on Twitter and would love to read Bodices and Boudoirs. :) I haven't had an outdoor encounter, but that's only because in Canada the summers are short and filled with mosquitoes. They tend to make such endeavours... less than savory. :p

  24. 1. I'm well over 18
    2. Follow you on Twitter @Maria_Smith_76
    3. Several...most memerable was up on the balcony of a highrise office building my husband worked out over looking a lake.

    Thank you much!
    mmafsmith at gmail dot com

  25. Hmmmm, can't say that I have, but it certainly would be interesting and one of my fantasies! Thanks for participating, I have Grey's Lady in my huge TBR pile, will get to it shortly ;)

    Follow via newsletter and FB


  26. Thanks for the great giveaway. No I've never had any encounters outside.
    email subscriber
    sstrode at scrtc dot com

  27. The best is on a balcony under the stars but out in the woods is good too, lol. Thanks for being part of the hop.

  28. Just hopping through. Thanks.
    magic5905 at embarqmail dot com

  29. Thanks so much for the contest!!!

  30. Yes, long, long ago when I was a totally different person (by that I mean younger) I enjoyed the great outdoors several times. Maybe it's time to revisit the good old days. Thanks for the giveaway.. Your books are my very favorite kinds. I am so glad that I visited you on this hop!

  31. Networked Blogs follower - Lisa

    No outdoor encounters for me (yet)


  32. I follow through Twitter - @penumbrareads

    Yes, when I was younger I did several times :)


  33. Outdoor encounter...oh yes I have;) I love your excerpts every time I read one I'm compelled to buy your book...Loved Grey's Lady

  34. i signed up for the newsletter

  35. I follow via Twitter as ltlbitone..

    No outside encounters yet, I am to shy...

    ltlbit1@hotmail dot com

  36. I've had (and continue to have) lost of outdoor encounters!!

    Thanks for another amazing giveaway!
    elizabeth @ bookattict . com

    1. Oooh! Forgot!

      elizabeth @ bookattict . com (subscribed)
      GFC: BookAttict
      Twitter: @BookAttict
      Facebook: Elizabeth Kotkiewicz Hyatt

  37. I've had a couple when I was younger. Thanks for the giveaway!
    suz2(at)cox(dot)net - email follower

  38. 1-I am over 18
    2-I follow on twitter
    3-several when I was younger :O)

  39. I am over 18 and I follow on Twitter @SexySweepstakes. Thanks for the chance!

    Email: sexysweepstakes AT gmail DOT com

  40. Twitter follower (michele979)
    Thanks for the giveaway!

    isabelli3619 (at) aol (dot) com

  41. Thank you very much for the great giveaway!
    Email subscriber too

  42. I have had an outdoor sensual encounter. It was summer time and we found a park like place to do it on a blanket. It was racy and I enjoyed it. The only part I didn't like... mosquitoes!

    I signed up to your blog.

    lacrimsonfemme at gmail fullstop com

  43. YES...I have had encountrs in cars (if you count them as outdoors) and on a golf course...many eons ago.
    Twitter follower: @capefearlibn
    catherinelee100 at gmail dot com

  44. Sure, when I was alot younger and more adventurous.

    email subscriber: mcv111 at hotmail dot com

  45. No, I haven't had any encounters outdoors. Thanks for the giveaway.

  46. No, i havent. Thanks for sharing and for the fun hop! And thank you for the awesome giveaway!
    Newsletter Subscriber
    Twitter: LuvToRead09

  47. No outdoor encounters yet but I love reading about them. That way there aren't any bugs or sand/dirt in uncomfortable places ;)

    f dot chen at comcast dot net

  48. I am a twitter follower (wordromancer). Yes, I have had some sensual encounters outside, including my first sensual encounter.

  49. That's a sensual excerpt! ;)
    I used to have make-out sessions outside at night with my first love.
    Congrats on your upcoming release, Natasha!
    Thank you for the giveaway and participating in this hop. :)
    trb0917 at

  50. I have never done sensual encounters outside unless you call the backseat of a car outdoors. :)

    I'm a GFC follower as DarkBloodyVamp.

    Thanks for the giveaway!


    Ollie aka DarkBloodyVamp


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