What’s your fantasy? As an erotic romance author, I’m a bit obsessed with that particular question, and it tends to be a core component of my stories. Some of the best—AKA: interesting—times I’ve had doing research for my books involved delving into the land of fetishes. There’s a kink for just about anything you can imagine. Or don’t want to imagine, in some cases. *side-eye to the rubber flounder paddle on the clown fetish site* I’ve used my fair share of fantasy scenarios in my stories. Bondage, spanking, body painting, exhibition, voyeurism, just to name a few. Right now I’m writing the newest book for my Kinky Chronicles series and the heroine is a phone sex operator. It’s been an eye-opening experience “living” in her world and discovering some of the kinks her clients are into. Plus it allows me to fulfill my lifelong dream of writing a unicorn sex scene. It’s happening, folks. The end is nigh. Prepare to never look at Rainbow Brite the same way again. But I digress…

Sometimes the fantasy involves a human character, with nary a hoof or horn in sight. Although there is still plenty of horniness. *insert groan at lame joke attempt* In another Kinky Chronicles story, Report For Booty, the heroine has always had a yen for G.I. Joe. So naturally sexy things happen when she meets the two retired Army Ranger hunks next door. There might even be a box of vibrators involved. Sadly, none of them are named Bumble Hooves the Unicorn or Virgil the Drippy Dragon. Those will be making a special appearance in another book. >.>

If you’re feeling particularly brave, tell me what your fantasy is. Or what fantasy/ kink scenario you’d like to read in a book. One random commenter will win a digital copy from my backlist. Entry is open to all and winner will be chosen on Friday, June 17^th.

Report For Booty

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Mason Gamble and Nash Vincent are pros at making people sweat. As former Army Rangers who run the toughest, ball-busting fitness boot camp in Michigan, they take great pride in that fact. But thanks to the knockout brunette house sitting next door, suddenly they’re the ones experiencing excess perspiration. Fortunately, the perfect opportunity to be neighborly presents itself courtesy of a package delivery snafu.

Regan Wallace has trust issues. Specifically, trusting that her best friend won’t make good on her threat to send a Strip-O-Gram for Regan’s birthday. Is it any wonder she’d jump to the wrong conclusion when two gorgeous, camo-garbed hunks land on her front doorstep? Oops. The crazy part? They don’t seem the least bit scandalized or offended by her boneheaded blunder. Judging by the sinful heat in their eyes, they’re all too happy to provide her with a little two-on-one dirty dancing. For a woman recovering from a bad breakup, fielding the interest of two sex-on-a-stick men is both surreal and exhilarating. Indulging in a three-way fling? Completely out of her comfort zone. But with her stay limited to a week, some no-strings-attached sex might be precisely what she needs to get her confidence back in stride.

None of them are prepared for the consequences of a sexy fling feeling like so much more. As Regan’s stay draws closer to an end, Mason and Nash realize there’s no way in hell they’re letting the perfect woman slip through their fingers. And when it comes to fighting for her love, there are no fitter warriors for the ultimate battle to her heart.

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Jodi Redford ~  Imaginary superhero. Lover of waffles and bacon. Scribe of erotic romance novels. A few of her readers have officially nicknamed her the Mistress of Naughtiness. She likes it because it makes her sound like an imaginary superhero dominatrix.

She has won numerous awards, including The Golden Pen and Launching a Star. When not writing or working the day job, she enjoys gardening and way too many reality television shows.

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