Wednesday, September 30, 2015

Katie Allure Shares New Release with contest for Lawyer Up!


Katie Allure
Erotic Romance
            All rise…
       Three sizzling-hot, deliciously taboo erotic romances to stoke your mood.
     Wrongly accused in Attorney-Client Privileges, sexy but innocent Beth has nowhere to turn but straight into the arms of hotshot L.A. lawyer, Jon. Can this attorney manage to get her off in time?
     Liza reaches a meeting of the minds—and more—when she unleashes her inhibitions and gives herself over to the primal allure of Main Street lawyer Hawk in Of Unsound Mind and Body.
     In Of Writs and Writhing, fearless defense attorney Pat gets more than she bargained for when she goes toe-to-toe with New Orleans’ infamous Playboy Judge. When things get heated both in and out of the courtroom, more than temperatures rise.


Praise for Lawyer Up:

     “The sensuality and sexuality are palpable... 4 Stars!” — Romantic Times Book Reviews
      “Lawyer Up puts the sexiness back in suits and ties (especially ties) with a collection of sizzling stories exploring how bad a person can be in the bedroom while still keeping it legal… Best Romances of August” — Omnivoracious, The Amazon Book Review
     “Fast, fun, and definitely smoking...the old judge sure knows how to linguistically twist an argument!” — Talk Books to Me
   “Intense chemistry, great characterization, and a kinky page-singeing ending will have readers clamoring for more...” — Publishers Weekly
      Three different lawyers, three naughty stories—all quick, steamy reads that give new meaning to the term “Lawyer Up.”

Excerpt:
      As Emmit reclined in his imposing judge’s chair—his seat of power—he tried to look at ease. They were alone in his court, late at night, and no one would bother them. He affected an air of casual perusal, his hand idly playing with the wooden gavel. His dark brown eyes flicked over the almost naked woman on her knees below him, but he held his countenance imperiously impassive, bored.
      Inside, however, Emmit burned with fiery, painful lust. He found it nearly impossible to keep from jumping to his feet to rush down to her, this woman who just a short while ago meant nothing to him—just one more uptight, hard-nosed lawyer among the many that performed in his court. Emmit could hardly believe that this was the same person with a reputation as an authoritative bitch—the one everybody had called Pat-ocrat.
      He understood now that the real Patricia had been there all along, had been waiting to emerge, hiding scared underneath her icy exterior. It was conceited, he realized, but Emmit liked thinking the true Patricia was his discovery, his secret revelation. He felt a growing connection between them, and the more he got to know this woman, the more he wanted her—all of her. It was a writhing ache that grew one hundred times worse the more he watched her kneel before him in naked submission.
      She looked magnificent, utterly luscious and feminine, her small, pert breasts thrust upward by the pull of the cuffs on her arms. Patricia’s chest heaved as she sucked in air nervously, drawing his eyes repeatedly to her breasts. Emmit itched to remove her bra and touch those gorgeous tits, play with them, tweak them firmly, before lowering his head to suck one into his wet, hungering mouth. Her hair cascaded around her bare shoulders, giving her a girlish, natural air, the sexy lingerie a touch of the siren. She was a fantasy come to life, and his total control of her heightened his desire.
      Emmit had always liked wielding power—he was a judge after all—but before now he had never realized how truly dominant he was sexually. Ordering her around was the most stimulating, thrilling thing he had ever done. To watch Patricia wait patiently for whatever he planned to do to her next was…unnerving…exciting…beyond arousing.
        It was truly the hottest fucking moment in his entire life.
      Emmit glanced back to her face and saw that Patricia was staring at him pleadingly, clearly wondering how long he would keep her waiting and what else he would demand of her. He locked eyes with her and allowed a slow, sly grin to spread across his face—wanting her to know just how much he admired the view—and was rewarded by her loud gasp. With obvious licentious intent, he lowered his eyes to the vee where her thighs met and stared intensely as if he could see straight through her silken panties to her wet pussy. Patricia whimpered then and squirmed, and his cock jerked urgently.
      He took several deep breaths to calm down. Shaking his head ruefully, Emmit realized that he had complete control of her but not over his own body. He had to get mastery over himself or he would lose it the minute they started what he planned—and that definitely wasn’t acceptable. He chuckled slightly at the irony, the sound harsh in the quiet space.
      To buy time to master his arousal, Emmit left her there several moments longer before he again locked eyes with her pleading ones. When he looked to her, he was struck by a sharp—shocking—mental joining with Patricia. The outside world ceased to exist. In that moment, there in his court with the woman he was falling for, the power and prestige of his judgeship meant almost nothing to him. The only thing that mattered was the authority he had over this special woman and her willing trust in him, which bound them together in mutual need.
        It was time.
      “Is the prisoner ready to perform her community service?”
       Patricia quivered visibly. “Yes, I am…sir.”
      His dick jerked again in response to her subservience. Was that an accident, he wondered? Did Patricia even realize she had sounded like a sex slave?
      Cloaked in his powerful judicial aura, Emmit rose slowly. He descended the stairs and approached her with methodical, aggressive steps, stopping just in front of her. Then he pulled his black robes aside to reveal the bulge in his pants. She watched as he unzipped his pants and pulled out his thick, rock-hard shaft. Patricia gasped to see his huge, raging erection just inches from her face. He watched as her eyes traveled up his body to stare up at him, looking every inch the submissive fantasy of his wildest dreams.
       He wanted more.
      With a speaking glance downward, he asked the question—Will you take me in your mouth?—and again Patricia gasped. Emmit wondered then if he might have pushed her too far. He was wildly aroused by their game, but perhaps this was just too much.
      Then she smiled up at him and obediently opened her mouth…

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Biography:
     Kate Allure is the creator of the Meeting Men series. She has been a storyteller her entire life, writing plays, short stories, and dance librettos throughout her childhood and later for semi-professional theater and dance companies. Her non-fiction writing included working for American Ballet Theatre and New York City Ballet and authoring a weekly arts column for local papers. Beyond writing, Kate’s passions include traveling and exploring all things sensual with her loving husband. Follow Kate at on Facebook, Twitter, and at www.KateAllure.com


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