Tuesday, September 21, 2010

Sandy Sullivan - NEW Release today, HOT Excerpt...MROW!

Good morning Ladies and Gents of Got Romance Reviews.
My name is Sandy Sullivan and I'm a romance author. I know, big surprise, eh? Anyway, I asked Valerie to allow me to blog today since its release day for my first ménage book called Unexpected Lovers - Between The Sheets 2. I write for several publishers, but this piece is being release by Siren into their Ménage Amour line and I'm excited! I've written several books for Siren and most are contemporary westerns. All of my books so far have reached the top 20 best sellers at Siren and are selling well on the third party sites, like Amazon, too.
What's different about this ménage? I like to think my characters write their own story. They tell me what happened, who's involved, what the storyline is and where it's going. I'm a vessel for their story and many nights, my characters refuse to leave me alone. I know many authors out there can attest to this phenomenon. Like we always say, at least other authors can understand the voices in my head and not want to give me drugs to quiet them.
This is Whitney, Brett and Ryan's story and it was difficult for me not to fall in love with Brett and Ryan. Both men have had their issues in the past with relationships and it makes it hard for them to allow Whitney into their lives. Whitney has her own issues. Her husband wants her dead. Brett and Ryan don't understand what is so special about this woman, but the need to protect her from her husband, overcomes the need to keep her at a distance.
Whitney’s chest burned with each breath as she struggled to figure out where she was and what had happened. The steady beeping near her head annoyed her with its droning, constant tone. Her eyelids felt like they weighed ten pounds each when she tried to open them, almost like dirt and grit scratched under both lids.
A soft moan rumbled in her chest and bubbled out from her lips when she struggled with consciousness.
Not recognizing the voice near her ear, she frowned and tried to focus.
“Whitney, open your eyes.”
Struggling against the grit behind her eyelids, she slowly lifted them.
“Doctor Novak?”
“Yeah. How do you feel?”
“Like shit.”
He chuckled warmly, and her heart constricted at the sound. Why would that be? I hardly know the man.
“Call me Brett. You’ve had a rough couple of days.”
“Yes. You’ve been here at the hospital two days now.”
“Damn,” she whispered, not liking the weak sound of her voice. “What happened? The last thing I remember, I was in the emergency room.”
“You went into what we call cardiac tamponade. Basically, it means you had fluid around your heart from the trauma of the fall. We had to aspirate it.”
“No wonder my chest burns.”
Searching the room for a moment with her gaze, she hoped Ryan would be nearby, but disappointment clouded her mind when she didn’t spot him.
Why should he? He was just the rescuer. It’s not like he cares.
“Ryan’s not here at the moment, but he’ll be back in a few minutes. He went to get coffee.”
Am I that predictable?
A frown pulled down the corners of his mouth when he said, “He’s been here off and on since you were brought upstairs.”
“You don’t like that idea for some reason,” she whispered, wanting to know why Brett seemed upset at the idea of Ryan visiting her.
He cocked a questioning eyebrow. “It’s not that.”
She shifted in the bed and moaned softly at the pain that shot through her like a lightning bolt. “Then what? Your eyes give you away, Brett.”
“I don’t want to see Ryan hurt, and I’m afraid getting involved with you is going to do that to him.”
“He told me about how your husband left you in the canyon.”
“Oh.” Focusing on the wall on the other side of the room, she asked, “Do you two share everything?”
“Almost. We’re very close.”
The door swung open, and when she turned her head, her heart slammed against her ribs as Ryan strolled through the door, two large cups of coffee in his hands.
“You’re awake.”
“Yeah,” she murmured, hating how she’d come to depend on his presence and how safe he made her feel in such a short time. “Is one of those for me? I’m dying here.”
The two men chuckled, and Ryan said, “Sorry, darlin’. I imagine now that you’re awake, it’s going to be clear liquids for a day or two.”
Her toes curled at the endearment. “How about caffeine intravenously?”
“No can do,” Brett replied.
“Damn,” she whispered.
Ryan handed the second cup to Brett and took a seat by the bed. “How are you feeling?”
She looked at Brett and then back to Ryan.
“I think I just had this conversation with your cousin.”
“So share.”
“I feel like I’ve been hit by a truck. My chest burns and my leg is killing me.”
“Did Brett fill you in on what happened?” Ryan asked, taking her hand in his.
With a quick glance at where he’d entwined their fingers, she pulled her hand back and said, “Yeah.” With a quick rush of air from between her lips, she shifted her gaze to the ceiling above, trying desperately to calm the rushing in her ears. “So, when can I go home?”
“Yeah,” she sighed.
“Not as good as the whole thing, but it’ll do in a pinch.”
“Me? No.” She frowned. “What about Ryan?”
“What about him?”
She shifted back against the headboard, pushing him so he no longer sat over the top of her. Confusion zipped through her. I am attracted to both men in different ways, but I just let Brett eat me until I came so hard stars burst behind my eyelids.
“You’re confused.”
“Don’t be.”
“I don’t understand. I want both of you, but I don’t know how this is supposed to work.” Grabbing the quilt from the side of the bed, she pulled it over her nakedness, a little uncomfortable now that the passion had ebbed.
What would it be like having both men focused on my needs?
“You’re imaging what it would be like,” he murmured. His hand moved over her breast. “My mouth here, sucking your nipple until you scream.” Pushing the quilt back until she was exposed to his wandering touch, he rasped one finger across the sensitive surface. “And Ryan’s mouth on your pussy, licking your clit until you come for us.” One finger dipped between her legs, and he smiled as he spread her juices against her thigh. “You’re hot.” He leaned toward her, his mouth stopping a mere hairsbreadth from hers. “How about Ryan’s cock in your pussy, driving into your hot center and pounding into your flesh as you wrap your fantastic thighs around his hips?” He ran his tongue up her neck. “And my cock in your ass? Have you ever had a man in your ass, Whit?”
“Ah fuck, sweetheart. I bet you’re so tight.” His finger dipped toward her back hole, nudging against the entrance.
“Stop, Brett.”
“Why, baby?”
“Because I’m so hot now I could burst into flames.”
The wicked smile was back. “Do you want me? Do you want me and Ryan?”
She shivered and scooted closer to his touch. “Damn it!”
“What’s wrong?”
“I want you inside me. Not your fingers, not your mouth on my clit, I want your cock buried to the hilt in my pussy.”
“Good. I want you bad.”
Her pussy creamed when he stood on the side of the bed and whipped the t-shirt over his head as a wicked smile graced his mouth. Damn, he’s a sight. All bulging muscles, sharp angles, and enticing planes met her gaze, making her mouth water to taste every tempting inch. She moved closer and ran her tongue down his chest, following the dark line of hair until she hovered over his cock. Pre-cum glistened on the head, begging for her mouth. Opening wide, she took him inside and swirled her tongue around him.
His hips rocked with her movements, and he fisted her hair in his hands as he fucked her mouth. A tortured hiss left his lips when she cupped his balls in her hand and rolled them, before her finger traced the skin back toward his ass.
“God, Whit,” he groaned, pulling back until she released him with a pop.
A squeak from the small drawer next to the bed revealed a small stash of condoms.
“Hopeful,” he murmured, as he held her gaze. White latex found a path over his erection impressive erection. Brown eyes twinkled when he put one knee on the bed and crawled toward her like a cat stalking its prey.
Hard muscles and crisp hair scraped against her puckered nipples and the insides of her thighs. The whimper that escaped her lips took her by surprise, but it obviously didn’t surprise Brett. He chuckled and captured it with his mouth when his tongue dove between her lips.
“Open for me.” The cool air of the room spreading across her engorged clit made her moan. “That’s it.”
The wide head of his cock bumped against her pussy. One small shift of his hips, and the tip parted her pussy lips.
If he wants me to bed, then beg I will.
“Brett, please,” she pleaded.
With a soft chuckle and then a hearty moan, he slipped all the way inside.
“God, you feel incredible,” he murmured, burying his face in her neck.
“Move. I need you.”
“I don’t want this to end.” His warm breath whispered over her skin, prickling it into goose bumps.
“Oh God, please.”
A moment later, he lifted his chest, tilted his pelvis and slammed into her. With hips rotating, he stroked in and out until they were both moaning loudly.
“Come for me, Whit. I want to feel you milk my cock, sweetheart.”
His words drove her over the edge as she lifted her hips to meet each thrust and each stroke of his hard length inside her. Her world tilted, and she screamed as cum slipped from her pussy and slid down between them.
Within a few moments, his cry of climax echoed in her ear, and she thought for sure he had rung every bit of energy she had.
“Sounds like you two had fun. Mind if I join you?”
I hope you enjoyed the excerpt above.
For anyone living around Worthington Ohio, I will be at the Central Ohio Fiction Writers Conference on 10/1 and 10/2. There is a book signing open to the public on 10/2 from 430p to 600p. I'll be giving away 20 oz aluminum water bottles to the first 75 visitors to my table so come on by and say hello!
Thanks Valerie, for allowing me to be a part of Got Romance Reviews blog today and just for your readers, I'm giving away their choice of my back list to one lucky commenter, so please leave a comment including your email address and Good Luck!
~ Sandy Sullivan
Sandy Sullivan is a romance author, who, when not writing, spends her time with her husband Shaun on their farm in middle Tennessee. She loves to ride her horses, play with their dogs and relax on the porch, enjoying the rolling hills of her home south of Nashville. County music is a passion of hers and she loves to listen to it while she writes.

She is an avid reader of romance novels as well as an author, and she enjoys reading Nora Roberts, Jude Deveraux and Susan Wiggs. Finding new authors and delving into something different helps feed the need for literature. A registered nurse by education, she loves to help people and spread the enjoyment of romance to those around her with her novels. She loves cowboys, so you’ll find many of her novels have sexy men in tight jeans and cowboy boots.


  1. Sandy that is one hot cover! The folks look like they are suprised and not happy to be disturbed...wonder what they're up to? Congrats on the new release!

  2. Loved the book, Sandy. You say it's your first menage, well, it's a good one. They're my favorite kind of story so I sure hope you do more in the futre.

    Good luck with your new release.

  3. That's one hot excerpt! Thanks for sharing...fanning myself...and good luck with your new release!

  4. Delicious excerpts, Sandy! Congrats on your menage debut! It sounds like one hot read! And looking forward to more! ;)

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  5. Congrats on the release! Its sounds great. Its being added to my TBB list!


  6. Those excerpts were wonderful, Sandy! Congrat's on its release! I'll definitely be getting this one:)

  7. Congrats on the release. Hot cover. Hot excerpt. I love hot!

  8. Great cover Sandy. It's fun to stretch yourself and write something different, isn't it? Good luck with this one!

  9. And the winner of their choice of my backlist is................


    I'll be emailing you shortly and thank you to everyone who commented and visted the blog. I hope you enjoyed the excerpts!