Wanna start your Valentine's celebration with a bang?

What better way to start your Valentine's celebrations with your special someone than to enjoy a super-hot excerpt together from my erotic-romantic comedy novel, Beautiful Dreamer... Maybe you could act it out?  ;-)


Beautiful Dreamer
https://www.extasybooks.com/978-1-4874-1560-0-beautiful-dreamer/

Can a sexy, sleepwalking librarian corral a commitment-shy sheriff during the mayhem of rodeo week? When Marianne the Librarian sleepwalks into the brawny arms of handsome Sheriff Cody Greene, sparks fly and an erotic night of pleasure ensues. Amazingly, Marianne hasn't a clue that their rendezvous even happened.

A confirmed bachelor, Cody realizes Marianne isn't the "love 'em and leave 'em" type he's used to entertaining in bed, and he's worried. Will she make him take a walk down the aisle if he confesses to his part of her fantasies? Can't they just be friends with benefits?

Will Cody be able to tell Marianne the truth about his involvement in her sleepwalking escapades? Will he and Marianne discover beyond their fantasies true love prevails?

Excerpt: Cody realizes Marianne is sleepwalking through her place of work because she acts like she's a damsel in distress and he is a knight in shining armor. But no matter how Cody resists Marianne's  seduction, he finds his match in the normally reserved librarian.

"Marianne, you're tempting me beyond the brink, but you know we can't." Cody took a deep breath, steadying his nerves. Somehow he had to talk her out of this situation without hurting her feelings or losing any more of his clothing. "We have to think about your health and reputation. I don't have anything on me for, uh, you know, protection."

Marianne paused in her litany of kisses upon his neck and brow. She drew back, blinking rapidly as she stared into his serious hazel-green eyes.

"The brave and handsome knight travels without the sheath to his sword?"

He exhaled a painful sigh. "Yes, yes, that's right. I left it along with my white horse back at the castle."

Her eyes narrowed. She reached behind herself and picked up his trousers, plucking his billfold out of the pocket.

"My good lord always carried his sheath in his moneybag just in case." A wicked grin graced her love-swollen lips as she withdrew the forgotten condom from his billfold and waved it inches from his nose. "It appears ye do likewise."

Cody blinked then blinked again. His jaw dropped open to the size of the Palo Duro Canyon. How had that gotten in his wallet? Then it dawned on him. He had picked up a pair of condoms off the ground outside the gymnasium after making his obligatory visit to the senior prom a few weeks back. They were brand-spanking new and in good shape, and he had thought he'd keep them just in case anyone ever needed any for just such an emergency.

"Uh, yeah, it appears I do." He cleared his cracking voice. "It doesn't mean we have to—"

Covering his lips with hers, Marianne silenced any further objections. Her butterfly fingers fluttered across his shoulders and down his sides, coming to a comfortable rest at his tight buns. Caressing him with unrestrained passion, she struggled to remove their remaining barrier.

"Allow me," Cody said, giving up the fight. He rolled his temptress to the side before carefully sliding his shorts down over his rock-hard erection.

Marianne's eyes widened. "My lord has indeed been blessed with a very broad sword."

Her knuckles whitened in their grip around the purple condom wrapper, her small hands trembling ever so slightly.

This has gone far enough. Cody reached out and gently cradled Marianne's delicate face in his big hands and waited for her rapidly shifting focus to settle fully on his face.

"Marianne, it's okay if you want to stop now," he said slowly, deliberately. "I'll understand. I promise."

The sound of tearing plastic echoed throughout the silent library. Her lascivious smile said it all.

"Once the horse has escaped from his stall, it would be a sin not to allow him to gallop forth. Would it not, my lord?"

The look of pure wantonness in her eyes dissolved Cody's last iota of restraint. Marianne cried joyously as he scooped her up and placed her astride him, gently guiding her hands to sheath his member.

He wound his own hands into her thick tresses, bringing her face to meet his in order to partake of a deep and lingering kiss. With exquisite slowness, he eased himself inside her in the most intimate of embraces.

Her tightness enveloped him totally, driving him almost over the edge. Breathing deeply, he struck up a strong and steady rhythm of thrusts. She arched her back and responded with a tantalizing twist of her hips, pulling him deeper into herself and deeper still, seemingly to the depths of her very soul.

They squealed and groaned and bucked and bounced through the sea of cushions, locked in a rollicking dance of desire. His mouth tasted her sweet breasts once again as he stroked her sensitive nub. She cried out in rapturous delight, begging him to come along with her.

A knight can't very well refuse his lady. Cody eagerly obliged his comely companion with a series of hard, quick thrusts. Marianne threw back her head, screaming as the potent eternity of their joining came to its mutual climax. Plunging together over the passion's edge, they drifted calmly back toward earth and collapsed, sated, into each other's arms...

Beautiful Dreamer is available in ebook formats from eXtasy Books, and is also available in Kindle and print at Amazon and other fine ebook retailers.

The Valentine's Day Gift Hop is Here!

This cold winter has lasted forever it seems. Wanna read something hot to take your mind off the next polar vortex barreling our way? I do!

I know, I know--some of you may actually enjoy arctic temps and

blizzard-like conditions because it means you can stay at home. For those readers who enjoy cuddling with a very special someone while stranded by a blizzard, you'll enjoy my Valentine's Day contemporary erotic tale Gifts Well Timed.

Click here for a hot excerpt with Trish and Patrick!

And for those who like a little less snow in their romance and a lot more vampires, how about a steamy excerpt from my latest story in the Kindred series?

Blood in Berlin
by Celine Chatillon
Book 3 in the Kindred vampire series
http://www.extasybooks.com/blood-in-berlin

    In 1938 London, the vampire Edwin Carstairs attracts the attention of British Military Intelligence. A Nazi scientist known as Madame V is creating super-vampire-soldiers in Berlin and must be stopped. Edwin accepts the mission, hoping to prevent another devastating world war. But what will he and his team do when Edwin’s lost love Ophelia Jones is discovered taking an eager part in experiments that risk the very survival of human and vampire-kind alike?


Excerpt: Edwin and his fellow infiltrators first learn of Madame V's unconventional techniques...


“You all will really enjoy what you'll see on this particular bank of sets.” Madame V sauntered over to three televisions lined in a row, manned by two assistants. “I hope they've worked on the lighting as I instructed.” She lowered her voice and chuckled softly. “Candlelight alone doesn't help with the image transmission, although it does help strike the proper mood.”

Edwin clenched his fists at her gloating. He knew what they were about to see.

“These cameras are located in the meeting hall of a nearby soldiers’ barracks where our mutual friend is enjoying her regular session with her subjects. Let’s watch and see what jolly fun she gets up to today.”

The technicians worked intensely on making images on the screens clearer and brighter, and Edwin’s suspicions were confirmed. He couldn’t take his gaze away from the screens and neither could the others. Each camera showed a different angle of an orgy of epic proportions. The hall was lit with tall, bright stage lights along with candelabra. Pale naked bodies writhed in ecstasy upon low couches and piles of black and red satin pillows. Male upon female, female upon male, male upon male... It appeared the shortage in balancing the sexes made no differences to the participants.

Then he saw her at last, his first love. Ophelia Jones—unclothed, uninhibited, unrestrained, and as always in the thick of things. Ophelia, clad only in a black leather corset, garter belt, and silk stockings, enthusiastically directed her charges into sharing their lust while slaking their thirst for blood. Hands stroked and massaged glistening flesh into play as cocks thrust wildly into cunts and anuses. Willing disciples licked come from their lips as newly created Kindred sank their fangs into yielding throats and soft groins.

Typical jack-booted thugs! Edwin noted how some soldiers enjoyed tying others to makeshift pillars and posts with leather collars and chains so they could feast freely upon the lifeforce while roughly taking carnal advantage of their lovers. Paddles and hands reddened buttocks. Dildos and whips and feathers, and all manner of sex-play, danced before the cameras, uncensored and unrehearsed.

Gasps and moans of those delirious with desire arose like a symphony from amplifier speakers. Veronique signaled for the human technicians to leave the room. She then turned up the volume and slipped a hand under her lab coat to stroke her nipples to sharp points. Dietrich groaned and shifted back and forth on his feet, hands in pockets. Klaus shifted his gaze from the screen and stole a glance at young Anna, desire for release evident. Edwin’s own stiffening cock couldn’t be denied...

[Blood in Berlin] really is a unique and excellent plot. I didn’t want to stop reading and could hardly put the book (Nook) down. To sum up this book, the plot and characters are fantastic. --Bella, To-Be-Read book reviews 

(Coming soon in the Kindred series: The Vampire Next Door)
 
Click the books and excerpts link up top to learn more about my erotic-romances. They are available in multiple e-formats from their publisher and at Amazon, All Romance eBooks and wherever fine ebooks are sold.

And now for the fun part--winning contest prizes! All you have to do to enter is leave a comment below telling me how you like to keep warm on a cold winter's day to be entered in the Valentine's Day Gift Hop drawing for a Kindle Paperwhite and other adult goodies. I'm be giving away a free ebook to one lucky reader as well. If you haven't already "liked" me at Facebook or follow my blog or become my Twitter or Pinterest friend, then please do so now and I'll give you an extra ticket in my drawing. (Links on the right side bar.) Thank you.

The Gift of an Excerpt...

This is definitely a wintertime story, as it takes place during a blizzard on the week of Valentine's Day. ;-)

Gifts Well-Timed
by Celine Chatillon
http://www.extasybooks.com/celine-chatillon/gifts-well-timed/
Trish Steelman always gives generously of her time and energy to her students... But it takes a blizzard and a friendly ghost to help her to receive the gift of love from Patrick Rodgers, a fellow teacher she has been mentoring.

Pete the Poltergeist brings these two sensitive and caring souls together in the empty halls of Harding High. Before long, Trish and Patrick realize that sharing “body warmth” with a friend in the midst of a power outage can ignite a fiery passion that has been too long contained…






An excerpt from Gifts Well-Timed:


“I can’t believe this.” I shook my head as we circled back toward the teachers’ lounge. “It’s five-thirty. We can’t be the only people still here—can we?”


Patrick’s furrowed brow made his expression seem positively grim. “Let’s turn on the TV and see what the weather report says.”


We doffed our winter gear, plopped down on the old plaid couch in the lounge and switched on the television set. Sure enough, the storm that had been forecasted for later tonight had barreled into town early. A foot or more snow—on top of the five or six feet already on the ground—was likely to fall within the next few hours. City buses were permanently parked. The airport was closed. People were advised to stay indoors until the worst of the storm had passed.


“Why didn’t Ronny come on the P.A. and tell us to leave before the weather got worse?” An eerie feeling that we had been purposefully cut off from the rest civilization descended over me. I felt like we’d become victims in a slasher movie. No matter what we did, we were doomed.


“I know I didn’t hear Ronny say anything,” Patrick agreed. “I stayed after to grade papers and install a new program on the lab computers. I’m sure I would have heard an announcement telling everyone to leave the building.”


I nervously giggled. “Pete the Poltergeist really knows how to make a point, huh? Maybe he switched off the P.A. speakers in our rooms?” “You mean, you think Pete deliberately kept us from hearing Ronny’s announcement? That our resident poltergeist is trying to bring us together against both our better judgment?”


Wearing a big grin, Patrick scooted closer on the sofa and stretched an arm across the back, lightly stroking my shoulders. “Perhaps Pete’s trying to tell us something?”


A tingle zinged down my spine. I wanted to rip off all my clothes—and his—at that very moment. But I knew I couldn’t.


“Oh, no!” I jumped up from the couch a bit too abruptly, causing him to fall to his side. “Sorry.” I took a deep breath. I had to calm my jangled nerves before turning to face him. “What I meant to say is that maybe this is a ‘wake-up call’ of sorts… Pete wants both of us to realize that we’re giving too much of ourselves to this school.” “Too much of ourselves?”


“Well…” I shrugged. “You gotta admit it—it’s like we both practically live here at times.”


Patrick sighed. “What can I say? It’s better than living at my place lately.”


Aw shit! What a dumb thing to say. I could punch myself for my stupidity. I’d brought up that hot topic again. I’d made Patrick think about his non-existent sex life. I had to get his mind off of the subject right away. I had to do so without making him think I was coming on to him, too.


I felt like pacing—but that was too obvious an avoidance mechanism. So I made myself sit down beside him and started to ramble. “We’re practically twins when you come to think about it, Patrick. We both sponsor way too many after school activities. We both spend an exorbitant amount of time working on our class rooms and writing lesson plans. Even Ronny thinks we should be more selfish with our time.”


“Selfish isn’t part of your vocabulary, though, is it?” He fingered a lock of my hair. “You’re the most wonderfully generous person I know, Trish.”


I blushed. “Thanks.”


Something deeply primal glowed in his hazel eyes as he wound my shoulder-length, sandy-blond tresses about his long fingers. My gaze riveted on his face. I felt totally mesmerized. Here we sat all alone in the teacher’s lounge on a Tuesday evening, essentially snowed in from the rest of the world, and already I was seriously considering Nance’s proposition...


Fuck his brains out.



Gifts Well-Timed

by Celine Chatillon
eXtasy Books
http://www.extasybooks.com/celine-chatillon/gifts-well-timed/

Also available at Amazon, All Romance eBooks and wherever fine ebooks are sold.

Happy Valentines Day!

Happy Valentines Day! Yes, we've made it through January and on to February and the winter storm of the century. Today we're stuck inside with nothing better to do than to try and cheer everyone up. What better way than by posting a short and funny video?

Enjoy "Cupid to the Rescue"--and tell us what you think. :)

Cupid, Tom and Becky are all "Pocket Personalities", a new arts endeavor by me and my very creative husband. We thought others might enjoy owning a miniature character from literature or history that means something special. They make excellent teaching aids for educators and of course they make super gifts. Plus, we are taking personal commissions, our first big project being a complete "family portrait" for my sister's family. That's fourteen kids, grandkids, husbands and wives altogether in peg doll form.

It certainly is a different than making everyone sit for a stuffy and boring oil painting to hang on the wall, don't you think? Who wouldn't enjoy seeing their loved ones in doll form? (And they make a great way to teach little ones about their family members.)

Pocket Personalities now available at Theophilus Saxe's Emporium:
http://www.etsy.com/shop/theophilussaxe

Love is...a Banoffee Pie

Love is… a Banoffee Pie


I was going to write something deeply profound and touching about how wonderful it is when you finally meet your soul mate and marry him and share a lovely, romantic weekend together… but I won’t.

Instead, I will give you all a recipe for Banoffee Pie.

What has a delicious toffee-cream-banana-topped pie in a graham cracker crust got to do with love? A lot, since my beautiful soul mate is making one for me this very instant in honor of our first Valentine’s Day together as man and wife. And if you can’t figure out how several cups of brown sugar and condensed milk shows how “sweet” he is on me, then you need to stop rinsing your mouth out daily in vinegar and watch a marathon of Groundhog Day, The Wedding Singer and 50 First Dates.

Then you’ll see what I mean.

Banoffee Pie

1 - graham cracker pie crust (or make a crushed cookie pie crust of your own choosing)

5 ½ oz. unsalted butter
2/3 cup of brown sugar
14 oz. can condensed milk

2 –bananas cut up in coin-shaped slices
10 oz. whipping cream
some chopped, toasted hazelnuts (if you like)
chocolate shavings (if you like)


To make the toffee filling, place butter and sugar in a saucepan and heat until the sugar is dissolved, the pour in the condensed milk. Cook over a medium heat for 5 – 6 minutes, stirring continuously until the mixture has thickened and turned golden. Hint: scrape the bottom of the pan continuously as you stir. Don’t overcook it or your mixture will turn to thick fudge.

Pour the toffee mixture into the pie crust and chill one hour until firm.

Slice bananas and place on top of the toffee mixture. Whip the cream until it holds its shape and pile on top of the bananas, then decorate the top with chopped nuts and chocolate shavings as you like. Enjoy!

Happy Valentine’s Day!