Box of Sensations Featured Author Selena Kitt

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About Selena Kitt
Selena Kitt is a NEW YORK TIMES bestselling and award-winning author of erotic and romance fiction. She is one of the highest selling erotic writers in the business with over two million books sold!
Her writing embodies everything from the spicy to the scandalous, but watch out-this kitty also has sharp claws and her stories often include intriguing edges and twists that take readers to new, thought-provoking depths.
When she's not pawing away at her keyboard, Selena runs an innovative publishing company ( and bookstore (, as well as two erotica and erotic romance promotion companies ( and and she heads up the Erotica Readers and Writers Association (
Her books EcoErotica (2009), The Real Mother Goose (2010) and Heidi and the Kaiser (2011) were all Epic Award Finalists. Her only gay male romance, Second Chance, won the Epic Award in Erotica in 2011. Her story, Connections, was one of the runners-up for the 2006 Rauxa Prize, given annually to an erotic short story of "exceptional literary quality." 
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About Ella Jade
Ella Jade has been writing for as long as she can remember. As a child, she often had a notebook and pen with her, and now as an adult, the laptop is never far. The plots and dialogue have always played out in her head, but she never knew what to do with them. That all changed when she discovered the eBook industry. She started penning novels at a rapid pace and now she can’t be stopped.
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Special Preview Sexerpt from Book Two, Passion & Denial by Leela Atherton

Passion & Denial
Book Two of the Passion Trilogy
Leela Atherton
A Special Preview Sexerpt from Book Two, Passion & Denial available only on Passion & Denial to be published in 2015. Passion & Deceit, now available in paperback and ebook.
He was leaning back on his elbows, watching her every move, like a dangerous feline ready to strike. Only the bulge in his trousers revealing the fact that he was not fully in control of himself.
“Panties?” He lifted his brows.
Reaching carefully beneath the dress, Maya slid the black, cotton panties down her legs and stepped out of them.
His cold, unwavering eyes were scaring her, all that fury seemed to have turned to ice, as he lounged back on the bed, his expression telling her nothing. It was like having a stranger in her bedroom.
“I think we should do it in the bathroom, the walls are little thicker,” he surmised, stroking her Indian bed-cover with his fingers.
She gazed wide-eyed at him, her core damp and throbbing, unsure what to do.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” His tone was insolent. “Go to the bathroom.”
Rubbing her damp palms against the sides of her dress, she walked slowly through to the darkened bathroom. She could just see her reflection in the mirror; eyes wide, mouth swollen from his kisses, her hair a tumbled mess around her pale face.
Leaning against the basin, she waited, taking deep shaky breaths, unable to get her body under control. He was going to come in here and fuck her hard. She should be looking for an escape route and instead her body was craving it – craving him. Her nipples had tightened, visible through the dress even though she was wearing a bra, and she could feel hot liquid weeping from her core. He was going to feel that too and know how desperate she was for him, any way she could have him. Should she wipe away the evidence with some toilet paper? Try and regain some remnant of self respect?
Suddenly the bright bathroom light was switched on and he was there; standing in the doorway, naked, beautiful. He watched as her eyes drank him in; his dark bronzed body gleaming in the bright light. Maya lowered her eyes, her inner muscles tightening painfully at the sight of his huge erection, her breathing speeding up, it was so aggressively beautiful.
He ran his hand lazily down his smooth chest, over his taut stomach and closed his fist around that bulging cock. “Like what you see?”
The head was gleaming, a tear drooling from the swollen tip. Maya moistened her lips and nodded, unable to drag her eyes away. She wanted to kneel down and take him in her mouth, lick that tear with her tongue and cover him with her lips, make love to him with her mouth. He pulled the skin back, exposing the smooth, gleaming knob, the swollen shaft, then pushing his fist forward and squeezing hard, she watched the teardrop fall to the floor. Her eyes widened and jerked up to gaze into his cynical, smiling face.
“Don’t worry, baby, there’s lots more where that came from.”
She reached out her hand, desperate to touch him, even if he was behaving like a stranger, she didn’t care. She needed to touch him.
“Oh no you don’t.” She dropped her hand immediately, his cold voice scaring her.
“I want you to turn around and spread your hands against the wall.”
She stared at him, eyes beseeching. “Rajiv, please -.”
“Now. I won’t tell you again.” His voice was soft, but deadly. “Hands up against the wall.”
She did as he demanded. Turning, she spread her hands and pressed them against the tiles, feeling like a police suspect.
Without warning he grabbed her hair, twisting it sideways, pushing her cheek against the cold, hard tiles while his other hand gripped her hip and pulled her against him. Her hands slid down the tiles, as he lifted her dress and ground his hips against her naked ass. Heat flooded through her, her eyes drooping at the wanton sensation of his rock-hard erection sliding between her thighs, against the moist, flesh of her vulva. It was too much, she was going to come. Moaning, Maya thrust her sex high against his raging erection.
“Oh no you don’t,” he pulled away and she sobbed in despair. “Not yet baby.”
How did he know?
His breathing was heavy against her ear, but still, he was in control.
“Now I’m going to fuck you from behind and you need to keep quiet, if you make a sound I’ll stop. Do you understand? There are other people in this house, and the walls are thin.”
Maya tried to nod her head, but his grip on her hair was too tight, causing her eyes to tear-up while her inner muscles continued to clench with the need.
“I said, do you understand?”
“Yes, I understand, Rajiv.” She choked.
His fingers tightened painfully into her hair. “Don’t use my name; do not say my name, okay?”
“Yes.” She whimpered, her body crying out for release, her mind focused on his commanding voice.
Finally he released her hair from that punishing grip. Using both hands he shoved her dress up around her waist, running his palms over the naked cheeks of her ass. His thick, elongated cock rubbing in and out between the moist lips of her smooth pussy. Rough hands caressed her bare buttocks, squeezing each cheek, as she sobbed quietly.
Shoving one solid thigh between her knees, he used his bare foot to spread her feet wider apart. Maya’s head was now hanging low between her stretched arms, she could see her feet through a haze of lust, planted wide apart, her sex pulsing, wet and exposed.
Rajiv’s hand slid slowly, lazily around her waist, over her taut stomach and down between her legs, his middle finger searching between the folds of weeping flesh, discovering and circling her clitoris. Maya’s whole body jerked and shuddered as he stroked her swollen nub. She moaned with desperate pleasure.
“I said, don’t make a sound,” he breathed harshly into her ear. “If you do I’ll stop. You wanted to stay here, you didn’t want to go back to the hotel, so you have to be quiet.”
Suppressing her moans, she gasped quietly for air as his finger tormented and teased her inflamed clit; arms trembling, against the wall, legs weak and shaky, unable to hold herself up. But he was so strong, holding her easily against his hips, his finger working its magic. She could feel his erection hot and huge between her legs, his breathing heavy and uneven.
Maya was on the edge of orgasm, that tormenting finger sliding expertly against her slick flesh, taking her right to the edge and then pulling back.
“Always so ready,” he groaned.
Without warning, he raised one hand and covered her mouth, then gripping his erection, he rammed himself into her.
Maya’s scream was smothered by his hand, her body suddenly invaded by his monstrous cock, shoving into her hard and fast.
She came almost immediately, his body slamming savagely into hers. The pleasure of his huge cock driving into her, stretching her inner muscles to the limit, sent Maya over the edge, into freefall. Her body limp, Rajiv gripped her hips, fingers digging into her, holding her boneless form up against his. Lifting her bottom higher, pushing in even deeper, he grunted with each driving thrust.
Waves of convulsing pleasure spiralled Maya into another dimension, where nothing existed, nothing except him pounding into her over and over again. It was impossible to keep quiet, muffled moans escaping, as her body continued to explode. Only his hands at her hips preventing her from collapsing to the floor.
Suddenly she felt him stiffen and arch back, hissing through clenched teeth. His climax overtook him; hot spunk spurting deep inside her. Maya’s muscles clenched tightly, milking every drop of cum from his pulsing cock.

Sexcerpt of 'Passion & Deceit’ By Leela Atherton -The Morning After

Sexcerpt of 'Passion & Deceit’
By Leela Atherton

The Morning After

She glanced up at a sleek, silver clock on the wall – ten minutes past five – almost five hours before the train left.
“Planning on running out on me?”
Maya almost jumped out of her skin at the sound of that cool voice behind her, and with an inward groan turned her trembling limbs round to face him. He was standing at the doorway, naked, his expression unreadable.
“No, of course not,” she managed to say, running her sweaty palms along the sides of the cotton shirt. “I was just checking to see when the train leaves.”
He crossed his arms, leaning one shoulder against the doorjamb and Maya had to force herself not to look below his waist. It was ridiculous really, after what they had shared the night before, but she felt embarrassed and awkward, while he was obviously quite at ease with his nakedness.
“So what time does it leave?”
“10 o’clock this morning.” His eyes dropped to her legs as she shifted from one bare foot to another. After all the heat and passion of last night, the atmosphere was suddenly chilly, filled with tension.
“We need to talk,” his hooded gaze travelled upwards to meet her wary green eyes.
“Please Rajiv, do we have to have a post-mortem.?”
“You’re a puzzle, Maya, and I don’t particularly like puzzles. I like to know what I’m dealing with.”
“Dealing with?” She froze. “Is that how you see me - something you have to deal with?”
He straightened up, leaning one hand against the doorjamb and rubbing the back of his neck with the other. “There’s something I have to know . . .”
Maya crossed her arms in a defensive stance – it looked like he was determined to have a post-mortem. “What?”
“Were you – saving yourself – for Sanjay?”
It took Maya a moment to grasp his question. Then she wanted to laugh, but knew that would only infuriate him. And she didn’t want him angry, they only had a few hours left and she wanted him caring and passionate, sweet and gentle. The way he had been last night . . .
“No Rajiv, I was not saving myself for anyone. Why would you think I was saving myself for Sanjay?”
“You told me you were on the pill.”
“Are you on the pill?”
“Yes, of course I am. Why would I lie?”
“There are women who lie about things like that.”
Once again it took Maya a moment to get his meaning. “You think I was trying to trick you? Trap you into getting me pregnant!” Her chest rose and fell in fury.
“Actually, no, that wasn’t my assumption.” He answered softly and Maya took a few deep breaths to calm herself.
“Well then please do tell . . . what was your assumption?”
“That you and Sanjay were planning on marriage - or at least taking your relationship to the next level.”
Maya was lost for words.
There was a long silence, he was waiting for an answer, but Maya refused to dignify his assumption with an answer.
He was getting angry at her silence. His eyes boring into hers, but still she said nothing.
“Otherwise why were you on the pill?”
Maya moistened her lips. “I have – painful, irregular periods, the pill really helps . . .”
He looked away and it gave her childish pleasure to see a flush on his perfect cheekbones. “I never thought of that -.”
“Yes, well us women don’t have it as easy as men.” Now she sounded petty.
His eyes were searching hers again. “It’s - strange that you’ve never been with a man before.”
Maya felt like slapping him, he just wasn’t going to let it go. Like a dog with a bone.
“Well I’m sorry you find it strange, but that’s the way it is.” She wasn’t going to go into detail about her past experiences, or non-experiences, with men and especially the fact that he was the first man she’d met that she’d wanted to have sex with. His ego was probably inflated enough as it was.
“Why me, Maya?”
He seemed really mystified, confused, and perhaps if his mother wasn’t out there looking for a suitable Indian wife for him, if he wasn’t planning on getting married, she may have been more forthcoming about her innocence and her irresistible attraction towards him, but what was the point?
“Raj, what happened last night – happened.” Her voice softened as she tried to reason with him. “It was – special – for me, anyway, but it’s over now. I have to go back to Edinburgh and you – you have your future plans to get on with.” She drew a breath. “Can’t we just leave it at that and at least part as friends?”
“Friends!” Her words were meant to sooth the situation, but they seemed to infuriate him even more. “After last night you want to be my friend?”
“Rajiv,” she was getting angry again and she really didn’t want that. “We’ll probably never see each other again. What happened last night was – wonderful - I’ll never forget it – or you, but it’s over and if you don’t want to part as friends let’s at least leave it amicable.”
“God you’re a cool one, aren’t you?” It seemed that no matter what she said it was the wrong thing, better that she didn’t say anything at all. “Who would have known you were a virgin just a few hours ago.” His eyes travelled down her body in an almost insulting manner and he shook his head. “So fucking blasé.”
Maya was speechless, not only by the insolence of his words, but she had never heard him swear before. And he was swearing at her!
“So what do you suggest,” her heart- rate had sped up with her breathing, much as she tried to control herself, she was now furious with the way he was treating her, especially after all the caring tenderness he’d shown her last night. “Would you like me to stay on and become another one of your many mistresses? While your mother runs round India searching for a sweet, suitable bride for you!”
Rajiv’s moved in a blur of speed, before she knew what was happening he had pinned her to the wall behind, his hands holding her wrists high above her head in a bruising grip.
“What do you know about my mistresses?” His voice was soft but his breathing betrayed the fury he was feeling. “Tell me Goddamnit!”
“What difference does it make?” She gulped, shocked by how quickly things had turned vicious. “It’s the truth isn’t it?”
“For your information, Maya,” he breathed against her cheek. “I haven’t touched another woman since the day I picked you up from that damn train station.” He leaned the hard length of his body into hers.
Maya could feel heat burning through the thin cotton fabric, struggling futilely to twist away from him, the stirring bulge of his arousal became evident through the gaping slit of the shirt.
“Damn you,” he swore as his body betrayed him, swelling and lengthening against her soft skin, and Maya felt that all too familiar weakness seeping through her thighs.
But she fought against it. “Let me go Rajiv,” her voice sounded husky and breathless, and his gaze dropped to her mouth.
His body was heavy, pressing her back against the wall, leaning into every inch of her. The shirt was pulled up high above her thighs by her arms, which he continued to hold painfully tight above her head. In the sudden silence he ground his swelling arousal into her, just above her pubic bone.
“I can’t,” he said, suddenly out of breath. “I wish I could, but I can’t help myself.”
His tongue began teasing her ear and she felt her body break out in a wave of heat, every nerve suddenly on high alert, like a drug addict ready for the next fix. He continued to rotate his hips, moving down to the naked juncture between her thighs and finding her moist cleft with his shaft. Maya legs wobbled, heat pooling between her thighs and, acknowledging that he had won, Rajiv loosened her wrists and ran his hands down her body to the hem of the shirt.
“See, you’re not quite ready to leave me just yet, are you baby,” he whispered against her hair, and much as she wanted to feel outraged by his arrogance, her body simply didn’t seem to care.
His erection, working insistently against the wet heat at the juncture of her thighs, was sucking her under, to that place where thought was impossible and the craving needs of her body overtook everything else. When his hands gripped her buttocks and pressed her up against him she knew there was no hope left for her.
“God, you feel good,” he muttered hoarsely, his teeth biting into her neck, guiding her hand down between them. “So good.”
His manhood was hot and heavy in her palm, slick with the juices of her desire and he shuddered as her fingers closed around his throbbing flesh. Squeezing and stroking from the base to the tip, just the way he’d shown her during the hours of mindless passion they’d shared during the night.
“Sweet Jesus, Maya,” he hissed through gritted teeth. Thrusting his hips against her stroking hand. “What are you doing to me?”
She lifted heavy lids to look into his glazed eyes, wondering if he expected her to answer him. Instead he covered her mouth with his, closing his hand around her throat, holding her still while he slanted his head and deepened the sensual onslaught of her mouth, continuing to thrust his hips against her enveloping hand.
Maya’s back arched away from the wall, guiding the swollen head of his sex to rub against her slick vulva with each thrust of his hips.
“God, Raj.” Pure, aching lust was drenching her body from the inside out, driving her to the edge of an orgasm.
“No, I want you to come when I’m inside you,” he choked, tearing her tormenting hand away and running the underside of his shaft flush against her inviting flesh, almost pushing her over the edge.
Suddenly he moved away and she cried out in frustration, but he just cupped her bottom and lifted her off the floor, forcing her to spread her thighs and wrap her legs around his waist.
“For pity’s sake, Maya,” he shoved her hand back to his swollen erection. “Do it - now!”
She guided him to her tender core, shocked at how much she had learned in so little time, and then thought became impossible as he thrust aggressively into her, groaning as her sensitized inner muscles tightened around him. His fingers dug almost painfully into the soft flesh of her backside as he plunged deeper and harder, her sobbing moans driving him wild.
She felt herself being sucked into that whirlpool of sensation, deeper and deeper until the explosion gripped her and pulled her under, her body convulsing and spasming around his exploding cock, hot jets of liquid spurting deep inside her. His hips kept thrusting into her, even though he’d climaxed, he seemed unable to stop, his semen seeping out moist and slick against her thighs . . .

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