Naughty Nights Blog Hop Ebook giveaway

Naughty Nights Blog Hop
I will be giving away a free Ebook to the reader who gives the naughtiest answer of a fun thing that can be done on the Fourth of July.


9 thoughts on “Naughty Nights Blog Hop Ebook giveaway

  1. Hmm. Naughtiest thing? Maybe going to a secluded spot, you can hear people, but they cant see you. Theres the chance of being caught. Take two blankets, sit on one, cuddle in the other. Laying there, looking up at the sky, waiting for the fireworks to begin, the couple start touching, teasing, tantalizing each other. As the fire works start, the couple get more brazen. Teasing touches, stolen kisses, ignite into passion. There clothes slowly slip away, rolling beneath the blanket, there passion gets more heated, the touching more brazen, the blanket starts to slip away and the colors of the fireworks glow on there skin, the booms and pops cover there moans. Things go from heating to scoring in minutes, as the fireworks come to there climax, so do the couple. Laying, panting and basking in the afterglow, the lay there, listen to the last of the fireworks and watch the colors disappear.
    How was that? lol Not very good. Ill never make an author. lol
    Thank you for sharing and for the awesome giveaway! And thank you for the fun hop! ๐Ÿ˜‰

  2. hmmmm…. I can’t think of anything naughtier than going to watch the fireworks with my husband (with an extra blanket of course), then using the blanket for cover as I go down on him… sometimes it’s good to be the king. If I’m feeling really naughty, I’ll let him put my leash on first ๐Ÿ˜‰

  3. Wow, Shadow!! Not sure I can top that one!! When I think of the July 4th celebrations, I think of BBQ’s and lots of food so….

    While attending a town festival, my husband and I will locate the sweetest cherries, the juiciest strawberries, the creamiest looking cakes, and the mushiest looking pies to pile on a few plates. We steal a few glances and look around to see if we are noticed. Silently and stealthily we sneak away to a secluded area in the woods behind the festivities. We can still hear the excitement going on around us, but can not see anyone or be seen by anyone. That is not to say that we couldn’t be caught. Oh the thrill! Once we have settled down in a spot, I am instructed to strip to my thong, then lay down. My husband places the various desserts on the delectable parts of my body. I can feel his tongue, teeth, and lips on me as he works he way around the “dessert platter.” Oh the amazing sensations!..Oh No! The voices, they seem closer. Silence….Not a breath….wait….. They pass without seeing the spread of woman and dessert. The thrill of almost being caught is too much. I must have more….

    Oh my imagination is getting carried away….

    bournmelissa at hotmail dot com

    • I want to CONGRATULATE MELISSA: She is the winner of my Naught Nights Birthday Blog Hop. It was really hard to pick a winner, because I’d love to try ALL of your ideas ;).
      I want you to choose which of her ebooks you would like to receive.

      Sadey Quinn ( is an erotic fiction writer living in rural isolation.

      Her never ending list of projects always includes writing. Ms. Quinn wakes up at five in the morning everyday to be sure she has at least three hours to type lurid, sexy tales.

      Ms. Quinn’s debut novel is ‘Under Order’. Her other novel titles include ‘Social Service’, ‘Spanktastic’, and ‘Slaves on Pertz’.

      She also released a romance novella called ‘Under His Roof’ in Spring 2012.

      Sadey Quinn’s website:
      Sadey on Twitter: @ladybugsadey

      This biography was provided by the author or their representative.

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