Saturday, February 28, 2015

Hi all,

Thanks for coming out to help me celebrate my new release, Falling Hard (Eight Second Ride Book 1)


Meet two champion bull riders--macho, muscled Marlboro Men, confident, cocksure cowboys--from their struggle for survival in the rodeo arena, and 8 seconds of fame on the back of a 2000 lb bull to their most private encounters behind closed doors where their world is about to explode…  

Levi Bond is a seasoned pro, competing for the World Championship. Bull riding is what gets his adrenaline pumping, his heart racing, and makes him feel like a million bucks. That, and the idea of getting it on with Curt Walsh, one of the up and coming stars of the bull riding circuit.  Powerfully attracted, Curt’s confused and unsure which way he wants his life to go. Will Levi still be around, available and interested when the final decision is made?  

Get set for a wild ride in this cowboy romance, sizzling with intense desire, unbridled passion, and unexpected emotion as Levi and Curt, drawn together like mega magnets, battle not only life threatening, white knuckled action in the arena, but cruelty and bias outside it. The prospect of falling in love is as terrifying as staying on the bull without it killing them!


Excerpt 1

Curt watched Levi from the corner of his eye as he tried to keep his focus on the sports program playing on the television. He wondered if his friend was in a lot of pain. He didn’t appear to be, but he knew Levi well enough that, like any other rider, they hid their pain well. If Doc thought they were in too rough of a condition to ride, he made it well known they would be doing it against his advice.

He drained his beer and signaled for the waitress to bring him another. Tonight he wasn’t in the mood for company of any sort. Thus, the reason he’d blown off the brunette who’d sat down with him. Not that she wasn’t pretty or anything, but tonight he didn’t feel up to entertaining.

His ride this weekend earned him a little cash. The big winner was Levi. He’d taken home the first prize for the week. If I’m going to make finals, I need to get my shit together and ride.

He hurt all over. His body telling him he needed a break. With only a few weeks left to qualify, he couldn’t afford to stop. None of the riders could if they wanted to be in the finals. Vegas was coming up fast and furious.

Man, he wanted to go home for some rest. Texas called to him. The family place called to him. A break sounded wonderful and he knew his parents would like to see him. The finals screamed his name this year though. The ranch could wait. He had a good foreman and friend watching the place for him while he did his thing.

His heart felt heavy. Someday he wanted a partner, a spouse to run the place with him, but he knew that would be a long time coming. His preference in sexual partners made it difficult to settle down. He didn’t want just one, he had a mind for two.

Curt didn’t know Levi’s sexual preferences, but he had an idea. They’ve never discussed it like so many men do on the circuit, but he’d also never seen Levi with a woman. Not that he couldn’t be married or something and just didn’t pickup buckle bunnies on a regular basis. Curt was almost sure Levi liked cock, funny thing was, so did he. He liked both actually. Pussy was nice on occasion too. There weren’t too many women who got off seeing two guys together though. Any woman like that would be special, he knew. Oh well, he would know when the time was right if there was to be a woman in the mix. Right now, he wanted a nice tight asshole to plunder.

His gaze swung to Levi again as his friend leaned against the bar. Levi glanced his way and did the chin tip thing guys do as he raised his beer in salute. Curt waved him over. If nothing else, they could share a beer or two and go their separate ways at the end of the night, never knowing which way things might work should they actually discuss their sexual preferences in detail.

Levi pushed off the bar and sauntered toward him, his hips doing a slow shift as he walked. The man was built and ready for a ride if Curt knew anything at all. Tall at about six foot, broad in the shoulders and lean in the hips, he had the perfect body for a bull rider. His dark hair hung barely below his ears and his green eyes made Curt think of new sprouts. He wasn’t sure what Levi’s nationality was if anything other than white. His features didn’t support any specific nationality like American Indian, African American or anything besides good old Caucasian.

Levi was good. He’d been on the circuit quite a few years, longer than Curt had been by just a few though. Curt joined the professional tour about five years past now and Levi had been one of the best even then. This year Levi had a chance at the world finals and so did Curt. They both were hoping for a string of good rides to keep them in the running for the title.

“What’s up?” Levi ask, coming to a stop next to the table.

“Not much. You?”

“Nothing here either.” Levi tipped his chin up. “Did you want me to join you?”

“Yeah. I figured you looked lonely over there all by yourself. I’m just sitting here chilling until my body unwinds from the adrenaline rush. Drinking a beer. Checking out the pickings in the bar. You know.”

“Yep.” Levi brought his beer to his lips, taking a couple of long swallows.

Curt swallowed hard as he watched the other man’s Adams apple bob with each sip. His groin tightened uncomfortably behind the fly of his jeans. Thank God, the table is hiding my hard-on.

“You did awesome today on the back of that final bull. Great ride.”

Levi set his beer on the table. “Thanks. You got a good score on yours too.”

“Not good enough to beat you though.”

Levi smiled, showing off a gorgeous grin. Curt had the insane urge to bite Levi’s lower lip. The growl rumbling in his chest almost came out between his lips, but he managed to suppress it before he gave himself away. He wasn’t sure he wanted to reveal his attraction to the other man, just yet. He’d have to be careful. Gay action on the circuit could ruin a man’s career if it ever got out. The other guys might be a bit weirded out if they found out one of their riding buddies was gay or bi-sexual as in his case.

Excerpt 2

Curt pushed his plate away and leaned back in the seat. Levi got the impression he was totally relaxed in his element. “If I’m totally off base here, let me know, but I get the distinct feeling you are into me.”

Levi swallowed hard. What the hell is he getting at? “I’m not sure what you mean, Curt.”

“I mean you want to fuck me.”

Aw, hell. Levi blew out a breath, hesitating several seconds to gain the nerve to admit his sexual preference to the man across the table after keeping it a secret for so long. “Okay. Yes, I’m gay. I like men. I like you, but I get the feeling you are into women.”

“I am.”

“Then no worries. I won’t try anything with you. I’m okay with it.”

Curt leaned in toward the table. “Easy man. I’m bi.”

“You’re what?”

“Bi-sexual. I like both men and women depending on my moods. Today, I like men. Yesterday, I was into the two women in my room, but it ended up being a lady-fest so I watched. I got off on that too.”

“Wow. All right then.” Shock did a little dance down his spine. Curt did like men. Did he like him enough to want to fuck though? “So what exactly are you saying?”

“I want to be balls deep in your ass tonight,” Curt whispered loud enough only he heard him. “Got a problem with that?”

Levi shivered in anticipation. “Nope.”


Levi wanted Curt’s full lips wrapped around his cock more than anything in the world, but if he would actually have his fantasy man deep in his ass, he couldn’t wait for the night to come.

After they paid their bills, they walked casually across the street to their hotel. Their steps grew rushed as they approached the door to their room. Levi pulled out the key card to open the door, but before he could slide it in, Curt grabbed him by the shoulder, spun him around and crushed his mouth against Levi’s. Teeth gnashed, lips melded, and tongues danced as Curt pinned him to the door.

When Curt finally moved back, their breaths came out in ragged pants of desire and need.

“Let me open the door.”


Levi’s hands shook as he tried to slide the key card into the lock. It took a couple of tries to get the card to work.

“Easy, cowboy. We got all night.”

Levi glanced over his shoulder as he opened the door. “Anticipation is gonna kill me.”

Curt gave him a crooked little smile that made his balls ache.

The door no more than banged shut before Curt was all over him, pulling at his clothes, unzipping his pants, and pushing both his shorts and jeans down.

“I want this cock.”

“It’s yours. Suck me.”

Curt dropped to his knees in front of Levi. “I’ve wanted to suck this for months.” Curt dove in, taking Levi’s entire cock in his mouth. Levi wasn’t necessarily a big man as far as cocks go, but having Curt deep throat him was enough to drive him up on his toes.

“Easy there,” Curt whispered against his flesh as he licked his cock from base to tip. “Such a beautiful cock. You are one gorgeously endowed man.”

“I want to see you.”

“In a minute. I’m worshipping this magnificent piece of flesh here first. You’ll get your chance.” Curt sucked, licked, and swirled his tongue around and around Levi’s cock.

Levi’s leg shook from trying to hold back his orgasm. He need to come so bad, he felt like his head was about to explode out the end of his dick. “Please. I can’t handle it anymore.”

“Your turn, but first, in the shower,” Curt said, getting to his feet as he began working the buttons on his shirt.

Within seconds, his clothes lay in a heap near Levi’s shirt as he worked his boots and jeans off as well.

“I plan to fuck you clear into tomorrow.”

Levi headed for the bathroom, hoping the shower was big enough for the both of them, but if not, they would have to migrate to the bed. He didn’t care, either way. He leaned in to turn on the shower. Curt grabbed his hips, rubbing his hard cock along the crack of his ass.

“Are you ready for me?”

“Hell yeah. I’ve been ready for months.”

“Me too.”

“Why didn’t you say something sooner?” Levi asked, turning to face him. “We could have been fucking already.”

Curt kissed him lightly on the mouth. “I wasn’t sure about you. I’d heard rumors, but nothing solid. You keep to yourself very well, so I had to make double sure before I approached you.”

Once the door was open on the stall, they both stepped in under the spray of the hot water. Curt opened the soap and lathered his hands until they were slick. His hands were everywhere on Levi’s body, smoothing over his chest, down between his legs, around to his ass, washing every inch of his body before he murmured, “Rinse.”

Levi turned toward the water, letting it cascade over his face, neck, and chest as he felt Curt kneel in the shower stall and bite at his ass. He’d never felt anything so erotic in his life.

“Such a nice ass to fuck.”

Curt spread his cheeks, kneading the twin globes in his hands as he licked and bit at the flesh of his butt. One finger rimmed his back hole, pushing in to the first knuckle. “You are tight, my friend.”

“It’s been a while.”

“You’re going to feel magnificent around my cock.” Levi clenched his ass around Curt’s finger. “Oh yeah. You like the sound of that, don’t you?”


“We will do that too.”

Levi closed his eyes as he pushed back against Curt’s fingers. He thought back, realizing it had been several months since he’d had sex, and man, was he primed to go off in seconds after Curt penetrated his ass. He wouldn’t be able to hold back for very long even though he wanted to ream Curt’s ass, too, before the night was over.

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Saturday, January 10, 2015

Welcome to the 4th Anniversary of Secret Cravings Publishing Blog Hop!

I'm thrilled to be the owner and publisher of this great company, but I do have to say, we wouldn't be where we are today without our fantastic authors, and amazing staff. I'm humbled everyday to realize these people believe in us enough to let us publish their work.

As for me, yes, I do publish my own books with SCP. Why publish anywhere else?

For those who don't know me, I'm Sandy Sullivan and I write erotic contemporary westerns. If you want hot cowboys, I got 'em! I write erotic so be prepared to sweat with those love scenes because they are graphic and hot.

Visit my website at for all the latest on my releases, covers, newsletter and so on.

People ask me everyday where do I get my inspiration for my stories. I have to say I get story ideas from everywhere, just watching people is the best idea. Have you ever sat in an airport waiting for a flight and see two people across from each other texting on their phone, reading a book, or playing on their laptop. What happens if they were to look up and catch the other one looking at them? Would they smile, nod, and then go back to doing what they were doing? What if one of them got up and walked over to talk to the other? What if they realized they had a lot in common? What if they actually had lived mere blocks from each other at one time, or maybe they both knew someone specific?

See! A whole story just popped into my head of this good looking guy and this shy girl. Obviously, they are headed to the same destination. What if they sat together on the plane? What if they were staying at the same hotel? Maybe there could be a weekend rendezvous there. Maybe they might fall in love, get married, have 3 kids and live happily ever after. Maybe he's married, but in the middle of a nasty divorce. Maybe she just broke up with a long-time boyfriend and needs a man's arms around her.

So as you can see, inspiration comes from everywhere for me, but especially pictures of cowboys. I do love my cowboys and I have lots of pictures on my walls of men who depict my idea of the hero I'm writing at the time. I stare at them the whole time I'm writing. It's like they are talking to me, so when you hear that voice in your head as you read my books, yeah, that's them.

Anyway, that is a glimpse inside the head of a writer. Next time you get to meet your favorite writer, go all fangirl on them. They love it!

Enjoy the blog hop. I hope you find lots of great books and authors to check out.

As for my prize, I'll give away a $10 Amazon GC to one lucky commenter who leaves a c omment about who their favorite author is. Make sure to leave a comment with your email address so I can contact you.

Enjoy the hop.


P.S. Check out the other authors participating in the hop at There will be tons of great prizes to choose from, plus we will have a great grand prize!  Ssshhhh....

Friday, December 26, 2014

Stuff Your Kindle Blog Hop!

We are having a blog hop to stuff your Kindle! I hope you will find some great authors to check out on Amazon with your new ereader.

As for me, I'm going to talk cowboys. I know, big surprise eh?

I for one, love cowboys and I bet you do too. To me it's all about the way they act around women. I write cowboys in all of my stories, as some of you may know, and I try to make them as close to a fantasy man as possible, but one that could be the guy around the corner. They treat their women with respect. They hold the door open for them. They help them with their chair when they are sitting down at a table. They work hard all day at whatever job they do.

See, any great guy could be a cowboy like in my books. They don't want to wear Wrangler jeans, dirty cowboy boots, and a cowboy hat, although for me, that's a bonus unto itself.

I'm a happily married woman of 15 years. Is he a cowboy? Nope. Not even close. The closest he gets to being a cowboy is feeding my 4 horses for me sometimes, building a fence on occasion, helping me with the animals, or petting the horses when he goes out into the field. Does he wear Wranglers? Yes, but only because that's what I buy for him. Does he have boots? Not cowboy boots. Does he wear a cowboy hat? Nope although he did at our wedding only because he said he wanted to get married in jeans. I relented. He got married in black jeans, black boots, black cowboy hat, and a western cut tux jacket. He looked mighty sharp for a dress up cowboy, but I got my cowboy in one sense of the word.

So check out the authors of this hop. Maybe you'll find a cowboy of your own. The link to the SCP blog for other authors is See what's hanging over there. You might be surprised.

As for me, leave a comment at the bottom of this post for a chance to win your very own signed ebook copy of Make Mine a Cowboy. I will pick on lucky winner to receive their very own copy on Monday morning so check back!


Mesa Arraguso writes about hot cowboys for a living. Being a romance writer has it perks and its drawbacks. She spends a lot of time alone in front of her computer, but she gets to fantasize about incredibly hot men wearing cowboy boots and Stetsons. While visiting San Antonio, Texas for a writer’s conference, she finds herself stranded on the back roads of Bandera only to be rescued by one of the most gorgeous men she’s ever encountered, be it fantasy or for real.

Joel Young is a cowboy. From the top of his Stetson to the tip of his dirty cowboy boots, he’s cowboy through and through. Along with rescuing women when they do silly things like running out of gas miles from town on a dirt road, he spends his days herding cattle, fixing fences and breaking horses.

Can one handsome cowboy and a city-girl from LA find common ground in the Hill Country long enough to see beyond a quick fling?

If you'd like to check out my books, you can see everything available at which is my website.

See you around the web!


Monday, December 8, 2014

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Thank you all for your participation in the Wounded Warrior Blog Hop. I'm thrilled to say there were 20 comments on my blog so I will be making a donation to the worth cause for $40.

Until next time

~ Sandy

Saturday, December 6, 2014

Wounded Warrior Blog Hop!

Hi all,

For those who don't know me, I'm Sandy Sullivan and I write erotic contemporary westerns. If you like hot cowboys, I've got you covered. You can find out more about me and my books at my website.

As for Wounded Warriors, it's a great cause and I hope you'll comment on my blog post so I can donate to this charity. That's what this blog hop is all about. For every comment I will donate not $1 but $2 to Wounded Warriors.

This charity helps take care of soldier's coming back from different zones who are hurt and need a little extra something. They also help families cope with things that might be arising due to a soldier's injuries whether it be fixing their house so they can get around, working with the family's on adjusting to a life where things might not be so easy, or helping the solder get work in a career field different than he was trained for initially.

I'm also doing a giveaway. Tell me what you are thankful for and I'll give away a copy of the winner's choice of any of my backlist of books. You can find them all listed at my website where you can read blurbs and excerpts, check out covers, and find buy links to all my books.

As for my latest book, Kiss Me Cowboy, here is a quick little excerpt or whet your whistle and tempt you to check out cowboys to read.

Don't forget to leave a comment!


P.S. I will also be giving away a $25.00 Amazon GC to one lucky commenter so be sure to leave your comment today!


Joshua Young brought the bottle of beer to his lips, to wash away the grime from a day in the saddle on his family ranch. Damn, I’m beat. A couple of his friends played pool in the corner as he watched with disinterest. He didn’t care much for getting rambunctious tonight. The feeling of restlessness had him in its grip without showing signs of letting up. Maybe a raunchy night of sex would take care of his problem.
He glanced around the bar. A couple of his brothers sat with their girls in a corner booth. It was the first time his triplet, Joel, had been able to get Mesa out of the house since the birth of their little girl a few months before. He was happy for the brothers who’d hooked up with a woman recently. He actually felt it might be time for him to settle down. Jeff had his girl Terri, Joel had Mesa, Jeremiah had a special girl named Callinda, Jacob had Paige and now his other triplet Jason had hooked up with Peyton, one of the bartenders at The Dusty Boot. All of his brothers seemed to be pairing off…Okay, well not all of them. Jackson didn’t have a steady girl, neither did Joey or Jonathan, but he started to think he’d be the last to find a woman of his own. He wasn’t necessarily looking, but if he found her, then so be it. His plans were at the forefront of his thoughts.
Little did his family know, but he had a plan to make a lot of money to start his own business. He knew his parents would help him if he asked, but he wanted to do this on his own. Of course, he’d never been anything but a cowboy which meant it had to be something along those lines. His specialty was working with leather. With that, he planned to start his own saddlery.
He grabbed his beer and headed for the bar, tipping the bottle to his lips to empty the last dregs of the brew. Another one sounded good tonight, even though he didn’t usually drink a ton. Tomorrow came early, so he should probably limit it to two.
Just as he reached the bar, someone bumped into him, dumping cold liquid down his back. “Shit!” He spun around to see who spilled beer, probably, on him and found a woman, who barely reached his shoulder. She had the prettiest green eyes he’d ever seen. They seemed almost a little sad, or maybe lonely would be a better word, before shock at what she’d done had registered.
“Oh my God. I’m so sorry. Someone bumped into me. Are you all right?”
“I’m fine. A little beer never hurt anyone.”
“It’s really crowded in here.”
“Yeah, this is a typical Friday night at The Dusty Boot though.” Intrigued, he tilted his head to the side to get a better look at her. “You new here?”
“Sort of.” She pressed her lips together, drawing his gaze to the peach colored gloss on the pouty surfaces. “I’m really sorry,” she shouted as the band started playing again.
She leaned in close enough to be heard, bringing the scent of something fresh to his nose. “I said I’m really sorry for the beer down your shirt.”
“Oh. It’s okay. I needed a beer bath tonight.”
She laughed, a little giggling sound, as she pressed her fingertips to her lips.
“I’m Joshua.”
“I’m Candace.”
She held out her hand for him. When he grasped it in his, her hold was firm and strong, not like most women he knew with a wimpy handshake. A tingle shot up his arm to warm something in his chest. “Nice name.”
“Thank you. Yours too.”
“You don’t live around here.”
“No. Actually, I live in California. I’m here visiting a friend who lives here.”
“Welcome to Texas.”
She smiled, showing off straight, white teeth and a small dimple in her left cheek. “Thank you.”
“Can I buy you another beer?” he asked, stuffing his hand in his front right pocket to pull out some money.
“Um, sure.”
He turned around to signal for Peyton to bring him two more beers as the little lady stepped up beside him to let someone pass behind her. “If you want something else, let me know.”
“No, beer is fine. I usually don’t drink much, but I’m here on vacation, so I want to experience everything Texas has to offer.”
“Everything, huh?”
Her gaze slid down his frame from the top of his black Stetson to the tip of his dirty cowboy boots. “Yep.”

It just might be his lucky night after all if this pretty little thing wanted to experience his kind of Texas rodeo.

Friday, June 27, 2014

Join me at my Facebook Event party for the release of Forever Kind of Cowboy and get in to win a $50 Amazon Gift Certificate.

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Saturday, June 21, 2014

Westerns galore!

Do you like westerns? I love them myself. Of course, that may be the reason I write them.

What do you like about the western cowboy? Do you like contemporary or historical westerns?

I've written them both, but I think I like the contemporary westerns the best. I like to be able to torture my cowboys a little before letting them have their happily ever after. There is something about the cowboy that does it for me. I'm not sure if it's the way they are with their women, how they dress or the hard working attitude. Maybe a little of everything.

No, I'm not married to a cowboy although I've brought him kicking and screaming into my world with 4 horses, 3 dogs and 2 cats. We do love our animals. I'm particularly fond of my horses. I have 2 Tennessee Walker mutts and 2 retired racehorses I got from a friend who could no longer keep them. We have our little 6 acre ranch with our old farmhouse and I'm happy as a little pig in a mud hole. So I'll keep writing my cowboys into their stories, finding them the love of their life and torturing them just a little before they get their happiness in the end.

Here is a little snippet of my upcoming release in my Cowboy Dreamin' series. This is Jeremiah and Callie's story.

Coming soon from Secret Cravings Publishing - 6/28/2014


Jeremiah Young has been Callie Lewis’s full-on crush from the time she was a freshman in high school and he tutored her in Math, now they are both grown ups trying to find their way in the world. Can she convince herself he is her Forever Kind of Cowboy before he walks away?
Jeremiah does the finances for Thunder Ridge. He’s managed to build quite a little nest egg for himself and his family over the last few years with smart investments, but he wants to make sure he can take care of a family before he puts his feet in that pool. Callie has been a friend all these years so when did she grow up to be a gorgeous woman?

Can two stubborn, individualistic people come together to build a lifetime of love or will their pride and goals get in the way of a forever kind of love?
Come on by my facebook event on 6/28 and help me celebrate the release of Forever Kind of Cowboy. I'm giving away a $50 Amazon GC.
Also, with this post I'll give everyone who comments a free copy of Make Mine a Cowboy signed ebook. Leave a comment and your email addy to win!
Love you all!
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