19 July 2011

Guest Blogger Cassandre Dayne! With Excerpt (R)

Hi, folks! Please help me welcome author Cassandre Dayne, here today talking about delicious accents. You find her stories here, or contact her on Twitter, by email, on her blog, or at her website. Enjoy!

I’ve written about all kinds of HOT men including carved, chiseled, bad boys, dangerous, tanned, flavored (yes – you know what I mean ladies) and power kickers. But one aspect of hot men I haven’t talked about it men with wicked accents. From British to Australian, Spanish to Russian – this girl loves men that have that sexy, sultry accent. Now don’t get me wrong, I also love that hot southern drawl that some men from America have. Perhaps the deep timbre resonates more with me because the voice is different than the norm. I’m not entirely sure.

I developed a friendship with a guy on Facebook early last year. He is a writer part time and we connected on many levels. He knew of my interest in Australia and New Zealand and spent a good deal of time teaching me the difference – and ladies there is a huge difference not only in the countries and the cultures but in the men and how they appreciate women. See, my little hottie is from New Zealand and they do NOT like to be compared to Aussie men at all. Over the course of a few months we talked on the phone and his accent, while he said he was losing it living in the States, was simply irresistible to me.

I was fortunate in that he took be on a virtual tour of where he grew up including pictures and videos and really took the time to tell me about food and family and how they lived. It’s not that it’s so much different than what we have in the States but there are some values that seem to be stronger. Families are protected and the units are extremely close. It was lovely to see his world and I savor the time we spent together.

The other cool thing about my time with him is that he taught me a lot about the lovely Maori language – from so long ago and not spoke as much but I was able to incorporate several phrases in the book. The language is sensuous and full of passion. He always called me ataahua – beautiful and karihika – sexy. It makes me very happy this one is coming to the world and sad that I lost my friend because he was getting too close to me. I hope some day he’ll see this and feel honored. Take a little take of my Taming Paradise.


Would running away to a lush island soothe your broken heart?


Shannon Myers had it with men. Finding her fiancé, Randolph, in bed with a naughty blond vixen half her age did little for her self-esteem and despair settled in. Incensed, her best friend, Amy, whisked her way to a Caribbean island and a well known Hedonistic spot so that she could recover while convincing her to have a wicked fling of her own. Developing a naughty game titled Taming Paradise, the first one that bedded not one but two stunning hunks would win. Her spirit crushed, Shannon refused until she took one look at New Zealanders, Brandon and his rough-hewn friend Kyle and knew that two young studs just might be her ticket to a slice of happiness. Instantly the nights turned saucy as Brandon introduced her to a very kinky society, where all things scandalous were on the menu.

Shannon found herself falling hard, until she realized that he was none other than Randolph’s son and she was embroiled in a ruse that included releasing her inner most secret and very erotic cravings they had shared together years before. Racing back to the states, she was determined to put the experience behind her. However Brandon wasn’t playing a game. He had been in love with her for years and the moment he found out about his father’s behavior, he was determined to win her heart. It took nefarious planning, a surprise visit from Randolph and a series of truths to finally convince her to take a chance with a young man that stilled her heart and filled her every desire.


The cat and mouse game began. With deft fingers she lowered her bikini bottoms, flung the wisp of material over her shoulder and took off in a dash toward the surf praying to God she didn’t look ridiculous racing toward the ocean. She tumbled into the salty water as a wave crashed over her, knocking her to the wet sand.

Seconds later two sets of hands jerked her from the comfort of the warm water and directly in Brandon’s arms. She gasped the moment his hard cock grazed against her belly. The men were now naked affording Shannon her first glimpse of what could only be described as the most gorgeous thick cocks she’d ever seen. Whimpering softly, Shannon resisted the urge to grab Brandon’s.

Kyle gingerly parted her legs and danced his hands up from the inside of her knees to the tender flesh of her inner thighs. “Sexy woman and so very hot. You have no idea what you started.”

Oh, hell yes I did. The dark baritone of Kyle’s accent shimmied off her back and she fought the whimper that caught in her throat. When Brandon captured her mouth and thrust his tongue past her lips, she could taste the harsh edge of his whisky and a hint of spearmint candy. Shannon wrapped her arms around his neck and stood on her tiptoes as the kiss became a force of passion and wild abandon. Brandon’s hands slid down her back to cup her ass as Kyle reached between them caressing and fondling her breasts, pinching her nipples until her pussy flowed from the sweet anguish sizzling her blood.

Their tongues entwined as Brandon held her, grinding his hips into her, his hand opening her ass cheeks and lifting her legs from the sand.

Kyle brushed the golden locks from her neck and pressed kisses across her flesh, then his tongue darted out to mirror the efforts of his mouth.

“You taste like sweet cherries, ripe and fresh for picking,” he whispered across her skin.

Every part of Shannon’s body shook as Brandon and Kyle drove her into a wild frenzy. She entwined her fingers in Brandon’s long locks, as the musky hint of his exotic cologne wafted across her nose. Somehow the warm scent was dangerously inviting and a reminder of just how much she loved having a man take her hard and fast.

Brandon eased her back toward the surf, his kisses growing more frenetic and laced with a dark hunger. He jerked her body to his, holding her tightly as if she might run. “Ataahua, you still me.”

Shannon inched her fingers across his hips and down to the softness of his pubic hair. As his hard cock throbbed in her palm, she shuddered and craved being devoured to the point of exhaustion. He was long and thick and hard, and no doubt hungry for her. She broke the kiss and nibbled Brandon’s lower lip as Kyle eased her back against his cock. Dear God, was it truly possible that both men were built like brick shithouses? That little bad girl that had always existed in Shannon knew the answer. Holy hell, they were hot, studly and offering their bodies on a silver platter and she was famished.

Kyle’s fingers slipped inside her pussy, flexing open and closed in an orchestrated dance, sending a cascade of tingles racing down her spine. All the while he licked and bit her shoulder as he whispered words she couldn’t completely understand, but every whisper of heated breath sent another series of sizzling jolts deep within her pussy.

Brandon yanked her hair, forcing her back into a deep arch and sucked her neck, licking the soft underside of her tender skin as he slid one hand over her breast, pinching and twisting her sensitized flesh.

Shannon moaned and would have been lost to gravity had the water not kept her afloat. The soft waves pushed the three of them together and an amazing rush of sensations flooded her body as Kyle pressed two more fingers inside. Brandon eased his hand over hers, encouraging her sensual movements as he squeezed her fingers around the thickness of his shaft. Needing no guide, Shannon moved up and down on his cock noting every vein, her thumb moving back and forth across the thick head.

Kyle forced his fingers in deeper, driving into her as his other hand wrapped around his leg to tickle her clit in circle after circle, teasing her until she shivered.

“We want you. Will you allow us to make love with you beautiful baby?” Brandon’s whispers were ragged, hoarse from the intensity of his longing.

“Will you allow us to give you every pleasure you so desire?” Kyle added, his destructive glance telling her that his beast had risen.


Every single movement of their hands, their cocks and their lips drove Shannon to the utter brink of sexual rapture and back again. It was as if she was submitting to a pleasure beyond her control. Kyle drove his fingers in and out of her slick pussy as his other hand eased her ass cheeks apart. He slid the tip of his finger inside her dark hole wiggling back and forth. She threw her head back and clawed Brandon’s arms as he lowered his head and nipped first one nipple and the then next, drawing the flesh between his teeth and biting. The water lapped them with gentle waves and Shannon was transported into a mindless field of nothing but tumultuous sensations.

“God…oh God…”

Kyle pressed another finger and then another inside her ass as his other hand worked in a delicious unison driving her off her feet and into Brandon. Removing his fingers from her pussy, he grunted as he continued thrusting his fingers into her ass past her tight ring of muscle. “I’m going to fuck you here,” he breathed.

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