Sensual Awakenings Series by Dee Dawning

After a nightmare marriage and a bitter divorce, Jasmine is ready to celebrate big time. Jaz meets Ted and Gabe, two deliciously attractive, available men. Having spent a celibate year waiting for her divorce, waking up in the arms of a gorgeous hunk after a night of hot sex was at the top of Jaz's list. Either of these dreamboats would be wonderful, but which one? REVIEWS 5 ANGELS: "Sensual Awakenings, Book One: Jasmine's Urban Cowboys is a dynamite read. Jaz's character is a blast... moreAfter a nightmare marriage and a bitter divorce, Jasmine is ready to celebrate big time. Jaz meets Ted and Gabe, two deliciously attractive, available men. Having spent a celibate year waiting for her divorce, waking up in the arms of a gorgeous hunk after a night of hot sex was at the top of Jaz's list. Either of these dreamboats would be wonderful, but which one? REVIEWS 5 ANGELS: "Sensual Awakenings, Book One: Jasmine's Urban Cowboys is a dynamite read. Jaz's character is a blast. She has spark, is fun, down to earth, and the type to go after what she wants. The story sizzles with Jaz, Gabe and Ted. The secondary characters are robust and add just the right amount of seasoning to keep the story moving at a good pace. I enjoy Brenda and the friendship she and Jaz share. There are some pleasant twists and turns along the way that the reader doesn't know what Jaz has up her sleeve next. With some surprises and anticipations, Dee Dawning awakens the senses and breathes life into the pages. She makes Jaz real by placing her in a situation where the players must make decisions, while following their heart. I definitely want to read the second and the third in this astounding series." -- Linda L., Fallen Angel Reviews 5 HEARTS:"This book by Dee Dawning was forceful. The sexual scenes were both explicit and frequent. The powerful men were vibrant and forceful. However, they always seemed to toe-the-line when it came to Jazs demands...I was impressed with the depth of the characters, both the main and supporting ones. The storyline was well developed and I found myself immersed in this book...The sexual tension was vigorous and frequent. This book is definitely not for the faint of heart. The sensuality was explicit but, while a big part of the book, did not come across as nothing but sex. The ménage was uninhibited. The ending was totally unexpected. I highly recommend this book for anyone who enjoys M/F/M. The fact that there was such a strong storyline assured me that the book would be remembered. Its a great read which will not disappoint any readers." -- Brenda Talley, The Romance Studio 4.5 STARS: "Ms. Dawning will win over many readers with her upcoming new series, Sensual Awakenings...Jasmine's Urban Cowboys is off to an amazing start. I have to say that Jasmine's Urban Cowboys is one hell of a sexy ménage ride involving Ted, Jaz and Gabe. Ms. Dawning's lead characters have lots of sexy fun in the beginning then slowly manages to seduce not only the heroine, Jaz, but readers too will fall in love with this novel. All that is left to say about Jasmine's Urban Cowboys is that you won't forget it any time soon. My vote? Say yes to Ms. Dawning's Jasmine's Urban Cowboys." -- Estefanie, Night Time Romance Reviews 4.5 STARS: "Jasmine's Urban Cowboys is a wild read. Not sure what to expect? It will catch and keep you involved from start to finish. Beautifully written and artfully done, Laura Ashton has drawn you into her world in a glorious way. Well worth the time to read, Jasmine's Urban Cowboys will have you hoping for a couple of cowboys of your own." -- Dianna, Manic Readers less

EXCERPT At four-thirty, they jumped into the ranch’s pick-up and headed into town. When Billy hit the main highway through Lewisville, Sal turned in his seat. “Brenda, my love, Billy explained to me about your special circumstance, and though what happened may have made you very sad, it made me very happy.” Billy pounded the steering wheel. “Damn, I’m going to have to stop hanging with you. Every time you open your mouth, you stick your foot in it... moreEXCERPT At four-thirty, they jumped into the ranch’s pick-up and headed into town. When Billy hit the main highway through Lewisville, Sal turned in his seat. “Brenda, my love, Billy explained to me about your special circumstance, and though what happened may have made you very sad, it made me very happy.” Billy pounded the steering wheel. “Damn, I’m going to have to stop hanging with you. Every time you open your mouth, you stick your foot in it.” “But why, you should be happy too? If she were happily married, would we be able to take this captivating woman dancing? Would we have the chance to hold her, to kiss her to make beautiful love to her?” “No, but I made a commitment to Brenda. I will not push myself on her. It needs to be her choice if she wants to take our relationship to the next level.” Brenda smiled. She got a kick out of their bantering. “That’s true Sal.You are an obvious tomcat, and I need stability.” Sal turned more toward her and gazed directly at her. “Oh, but my sweet, let me explain. Though it is true I play around, I know when to be serious. With you, I could be serious. I will make the same commitment as Billy.” “All right, you’re both in such a gentlemanly mood. This girl needs an escort to the Circle G shindig this coming Saturday.” Simultaneously, they offered, “I’ll take you.” She laughed. “Actually, I was thinking of both of you.” * * * * Tee Bones turned out as pictured, a large cowboy saloon and steakhouse with a hardwood dance floor and a raised band platform. They arrived around five o’clock and seated themselves in a booth convenient to the dance floor. The air-conditioning, which had been set low, caused the outline of her chilled nipples to show through the fabric of her red halter. She retired to the restroom with her carry-all bag and exchanged her scanty outfit for a fully decked out cowgirl. After they’d eaten a decent steak dinner, Sal ordered a round of drinks. As the night wore on, Billy and Sal bought her drinks, while flattering and charming her with stories and witticisms. They danced individually at first, and as the night wore on all together. They kissed, fondled, and petted her, hunger winning the battle over the reluctance in her mind. To her shame, she wanted both of these men. Is this how Jasmine felt that first night? Lights were low and smoke wafted through the air, creating a nebulous haze. Their feet barely moved on the dance floor, swaying back and forth, body parts rubbing to the beat of Gretchen Wilson’s Heaven Help Me. Sal stood behind her grinding his rigid manhood into the sway of her back, his lips sending shivers through her, leaving damp kisses on her neck and his hands surrounding each breast. If that wasn’t bad enough, Billy’s tongue was buried in her mouth while his hands roved her body. It was like they were a ham on rye sandwich and she was the meat. She was in a fog of desire, and when Billy’s hand went to her crotch and his middle finger slipped between her legs, rubbing her clit through the fabric, she was practically theirs for the taking. But what about their commitment? “Enough!” She shouted as she finally located her resolve. “You both promised not to come on to me unless I wanted it.” “But, my sweetheart, don’t you want it?” Sal whispered in her ear. She turned. “Yes…no. Yes, I do, but not now. I didn’t ask for it. And I certainly don’t want it, as you call it, with two men. At least I don’t think I do.” Billy whispered in her other ear. “Then pick one of us, baby.” She thought about that. Could I pick one? The truth is they’re too hot to discard one. It would be like having two aces in a poker hand and throwing one away. “I will not! It’s too soon and I just met both of you. I’m so confused.” She stormed off the dance floor. Everyone watched her return to the booth, then turned and watched two hot men in hot pursuit. less

BLURB Victoria's life is crap, working in a grubby men’s club, prancing around naked in front of howling hard core roosters. Even worse, she’s the on again off again plaything of the owner of the men’s club, a Las Vegas mobster she doesn't even like. She wants out bad, but she's stuck. Seven years ago she made the mistake of her life, running away from Tawny Hills Ranch to find her mother when she turned sixteen... moreBLURB Victoria's life is crap, working in a grubby men’s club, prancing around naked in front of howling hard core roosters. Even worse, she’s the on again off again plaything of the owner of the men’s club, a Las Vegas mobster she doesn't even like. She wants out bad, but she's stuck. Seven years ago she made the mistake of her life, running away from Tawny Hills Ranch to find her mother when she turned sixteen. My how the mighty have fallen, from Texas Junior Miss to a men’s club nude dancer in seven debauched years. Can she free herself and her mother from the clutches of the mob with the help of three hunky navy SEALs and begin life anew? EXCERPT Without thinking, she headed to her home away from home. Thirty minutes later, she pulled into The Men’s Club parking lot. Four women milled around carrying signs. THEY DANCE NAKED IN HELL TOO! TWO FOUR SIX EIGHT—DON’T COME HERE TO MASTURBATE EVERY NUDE DANCER IS SOMEBODY’S DAUGHTER LAP DANCES HUMILIATE WOMEN Shit, the pickets are back. It was almost four thirty p.m. Maybe the pickets will leave soon. She rolled down her window for fresh air. She didn’t want to wait in the club, but… “Vickie? Is that you?” Suddenly a hand touched her arm. She turned her head and recognized a man she hadn’t seen in seven years. It was Les Patton, her best friend’s older brother. “Les! Fancy running into you.” “It is you? I barely recognized you. What are you doing here?” She felt dreaded heat flush through her. A picketer walked by the hood and glanced at them. “I…ah, I’m picketing. And you?” He sucked his lips in. After removing his ten-gallon hat, he raked his fingers through his thinning hair then replaced it. “You’re gonna to be mad at me. I was just going to go in here and check this place out. Neva was here before. Why don’t you come in with me? I’ll buy you a drink, and we’ll catch up.” She shook her head, but he wasn’t swayed. “Julie will be dying to hear what you’ve been up to.” I’ll bet. “I can’t, really. I’m picketing.” His eyes narrowed. “If you’re picketing, why are you sitting in the car?” She raised her hand and slipped the forefinger between her teeth. “Ahh…I’m on a break. My break’s almost over. It was nice seeing you again.” He touched her arm again. “Well, at least give me your phone number.” She nodded, reached in her purse for her scratch pad, and wrote the first group of numbers that popped into her head. “Here.” She kissed him on the cheek. “Give my love to Julie.” He held the Post-it Note and said, “I will, and I’ll give her this, too. She’ll be thrilled.” Vickie felt rotten to the core as she so often did when she deceived people. “I can’t wait to hear from her.” Remembering her shift was going to be in less than an hour and a half, she continued, “Are you going to be in there long?” He shrugged and waggled a single eyebrow. “Who knows? I may be in there fifteen minutes, or I could be there all night” He walked briskly to the building and disappeared inside. What a pickle she was in. Her shift began at six, and her best friend’s brother just walked in the club. The manager wouldn’t be happy if she called in sick this late. Then she brightened. Les walked out of the club, but his eyes averted her gaze. Thank God. His posture appeared hunkering as if it was cold out. He hustled into his truck and sped away. less

60+ pages 17500 words BLURB A voice mail from her hubby, Marc, informs Sera that he and an old school chum are going out for drinks, and he wants her get all spiffed up and meet them at Christo’s for dinner and a night out. At the restaurant, she turns a corner into the lounge and bangs into Marc’s school chum, who happens to be her handsome, ex-hubby, Jack. The unlikely situation prompts a degree of discomfort for all. EXCERPT When Jack saw her, he smiled... more60+ pages 17500 words BLURB A voice mail from her hubby, Marc, informs Sera that he and an old school chum are going out for drinks, and he wants her get all spiffed up and meet them at Christo’s for dinner and a night out. At the restaurant, she turns a corner into the lounge and bangs into Marc’s school chum, who happens to be her handsome, ex-hubby, Jack. The unlikely situation prompts a degree of discomfort for all. EXCERPT When Jack saw her, he smiled. “Are you ready to get undressed?” Sera sucked her lips in tightly. “If I have to. How about you?” Jack joined Sera at the circular breakfast table while Marc grabbed a deck of cards out of a kitchen drawer before joining them. Marc dealt the first hand of draw poker. Sera got a pair of aces, king high, drew two cards, and got a third ace. Jack laid his cards down. Two pair, sevens and nines. Marc threw his cards in. “Beats me.” She laid her cards down. “But it doesn’t beat my three aces.” They both made faces but took off their shirts. It was her turn to deal, and she admired their muscular chests as she dealt, five cards each, face down. She picked up her cards and fanned them. Ace, king high. She drew four and drew another ace. She laid her cards down. “Can anyone beat a pair of aces?” They both threw their cards in. Marc shook his head. “Damn, beginner’s luck.” Her brow furrowed. “Hey, let’s not be poor sports now.” This time they each took off a shoe. She passed the cards to Jack. She drew one card to four diamonds and didn’t hit it so she took off a sneaker and Marc took off another shoe. Next hand she drew a third seven, but Marc won his first hand with three jacks. She removed another sneaker and Jack took off his belt. She won the next hand with threes over nines, full house. Marc took his belt off and Jack took off a shoe. “At the rate I’m going, I’ll be naked first,” complained Marc. “What’s going to happen when we’re all naked?” Jack dealt the next hand. “It’ll be playtime, just like with Annabelle. Remember Annabelle?” Playtime? Annabelle? “What’s ‘playtime’ and who’s Annabelle?” Sera wanted to know. Marc’s jaw dropped as utter shock registered on his face. “What are you talking about? Sera isn’t like Annabelle. She’s my wife.” “I know, Marc, and she used to be my wife. There’s something we need to discuss. Can we go somewhere private to talk?” “We can go in my study.” “Let’s go.” “Sweetheart, would you wait here while Jack and I go into my office?” She nodded and they left. **** Sera walked into Marc’s study and he rose. “Have a seat, please, baby.” She took a seat in a straight-backed chair and Jack and Marc sat back down. “Would you like something to drink?” “No, I’m fine. Who’s Annabelle?” “She’s a girl from college that Marc and I had a relationship with.” She turned to Jack. “What kind of relationship?” Jack’s eyes were intense. “Sexual. less

[Menage and More: Erotic Contemporary Menage a Trois Romance, M/F/M] Rebecca Roth, an author of erotic romance novels, writes from experience. Except her latest book is about something she has never experienced--a menage a trois. Seeking to expand her horizons, she visits a popular cocktail lounge and runs into Kevin MacCloud, a man's man and a woman's Lothario. Sparks fly between them. She wants him desperately, and the feeling is mutual, but she needs a second lover... more[Menage and More: Erotic Contemporary Menage a Trois Romance, M/F/M] Rebecca Roth, an author of erotic romance novels, writes from experience. Except her latest book is about something she has never experienced--a menage a trois. Seeking to expand her horizons, she visits a popular cocktail lounge and runs into Kevin MacCloud, a man's man and a woman's Lothario. Sparks fly between them. She wants him desperately, and the feeling is mutual, but she needs a second lover. Fortunately, Vince, his roommate with movie-star looks, is at home and willing to please. ** A Siren Erotic Romance less