Monday, July 7, 2014

Book Blast, Giveaway & Interview: Confessions of a Sex Fiend Series by @RayvenGodchild

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clip_image002_thumb[1]Confessions of a Sex Fiend Series

Boxed Set

Rayven Godchild

Book Description:

On the path to earning his degree in mechanical engineering, Chancellor Baltimore, geek-extraordinaire, experiences a detour of a lifetime. He discovers his inner sex fiend and an incurable yearning to be the fantasy, bring the pain, and ensure unbridled pleasure for his clients. But even he experiences a bump in the road.

In Tasting Cherry, everyone has a first time.

In A View to Ecstasy, it’s so much more fun when there’s more than two in the tango.

In Retreat Bound, there’s pleasure in the pain.

And in Bound to Collide, Chancellor experiences a collision course that is inevitable.

Let’s enjoy these tales of a sex fiend as Chancellor continues to break the rule that what happens in Vegas stays in Vegas.

Shhhhh! Don’t tell anyone. They will be our little secrets…

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Music by Kevin MacLeod

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I grabbed Cherry by the arms and pulled her close. I hadn’t suspected those details. Honestly.

I thought back again to my first time with Denise. She spent hours gently nudging me from the awkward, nervous nipple sucker to a skilled clit-manipulator, G-spot hunter, and dick-dunker.

Still wrapped in my arms, I led Cherry to the kitchen table. “You probably feel ashamed, right?”

She nodded.

“Embarrassed, too, huh?”

She nodded and sniffled. “My mom didn’t talk to me for days. I wanted her to understand I was just curious, you know. I’ve been this goody-two-shoes girl all my life. I mean, it was just a cucumber. Then I thought, you know, some guys have their first time with professionals. Why can’t I? I just want to know…to feel…be filled…” Her breath hitched and she shook within my hold.

So close in each other’s space, I breathed in her heady scent of fresh berries. Something else teased my nose; a light sweet vanilla that damn near made my mouth water. I wedged my finger under her chin and tilted her face to mine. I looked into those pools of green innocence as they stared back at me, pleading with me to take the ignorance away, to turn the curiosity into fulfillment.

Refusing wasn’t even an option. Every part of me amped up to… Blow. Her. Fucking. Mind.

Leaning forward, I grazed my lips across hers, whispering, “Don’t ever be ashamed or embarrassed by your sexuality.” I cupped a hand to the back her neck, feeling shivers trail through her as I nibbled her ear and whispered again. “Mr. Baltimore’s going to take it all away, Cherry-baby.”

She sucked a breath through her teeth. “Please…take it…please…”

A View to Ecstasy ~

“Do you need to stop?” I asked.

“Hell no, Baltimore,” Marie answered. Sugary-sweet Snickerdoodle breath filled the space between us. “I can still move. I’m not done until you both break me in two.” A lust-filled grin kissed her lips. She flicked her tongue at me.

I flipped her around so she faced her husband. Her nipples jutted firm, dark and delicious like chocolate chunks, body ready for another rough fuck. I tore the condom wrapping with my teeth, pushing the latex free from the bottom of the package. With one-handed-experience, I rolled my helmet on, gripped Marie by the hips, and held her high above my cock. After one good bounce on the bed, I was thrusting upward into her leaking entrance.

She tossed her head back in ecstasy, pleading for me to fuck her harder.

Retreat Bound ~

“You’re late, Mallory.” His voice, so beautiful to my ears in that just-above-a-baritone kind of vibe, signaled disappointment.

I caught his gaze then cast my look downward. His smoky dark eyes were lust-filled and held a glint of mischief. “I’m sorry, Sir. It won’t happen again.”

I watched his shadow wave in dismissal of my words. “It will. You have certain obligations.” He paused, his voice husky as he spoke again. “But you know what this means.”

My nipples hardened and ached in anticipation. The first few times he’d practiced punishing me at my place, it went so well a couple of the neighbors thought something bad was happening. They had no clue my screams of pain were expressions of blissed out pleasure. Unlike my last Dom, Master Baltimore didn’t like the ball gag. He said it took away the music; that hearing me vocalize the joy and pain he brought me was kin to Mozart hearing his masterpieces conducted and played to perfection. So he turned one of the empty retreat rooms into his very own playground. I’ve been coming and cumming ever since.

“To me,” he commanded.

I glanced back at him, stuck in place by the need seething in his eyes. The hunger…

Bound to Collide ~

Warm fingers splayed upon my back, pressed firm, crushing me to his chest with reckless abandon. His strong arms held me so close I dared not do more than grasp a hold of him and cling for dear life.

We shuffle-kissed to the bottom of the stairs. We’d barely made it up to the single curve in the stairs, before he broke the kiss, huffing out, “I can’t.”

“Can’t what?” My breasts swelled in his presence. My nipples ached for his touch. I needed the full length of him drilling into the depths of my pussy. What was with the ‘can’t’?

A glint shone in his eyes. I should’ve known better than to question him. “I can’t wait,” he growled. He peeled my slacks and panties off in one fell swoop. The clothes pooled in a heap at the foot of the stairs.


Character Name: Chancellor Baltimore

Character Bio: I used to be that geek, the one who avoided being around pretty girls unless it was to tutor them. Then I met Denise and she turned me on to a whole new way I could be a genius…a genius in bed. For a few years, I made a very good living making women’s sexual fantasies com true through Denise’s escort agency, then I decided to go solo. Cobalt Retreat is my business, my world, and where I continue to turn fantasies into reality.

Benedict CumberbatchKit Harington pic from movie Pomeii

Describe yourself what is your worst and best quality?

I tend to be a loner, which can be one of my worst qualities since I’m not really feeling being in a relationship, at least not a committed one that requires l - uh - lo- you know, that “L” word. I consider the dual power of my heads as my best quality. I can, and do, have the ability to sit and speak with any person, anywhere, anytime. And I listen with more than my ears which gives me the ability to drive women to leg thrashing climaxes.

What is the one thing you wish other people knew about you?

How badass I am with World of Warcraft missions.

What is your biggest secret something no one knows about?

Okay, listen, I’ll tell you this but you have to promise not to tell anyone. You see, I’ve never been in love. At least, not until, well, her, but I don’t think it’s love. I think it’s lust on a double-shot adrenaline rush.

What are you most afraid of?

Losing myself to love.

What do you want more than anything?

To, uh, do the one thing I’m most afraid of. Shhh…don’t tell anyone that either.

What is your relationship status?


How would you describe your sense of fashion?

Loose jogging pants when I’m working - easy access on and off - and when I visit the Vegas strip, I prefer my cuff links and tailored Armani suits.

How much of a rebel are you?

Not a rebel, just know what I want.

What do you consider to be your greatest achievement?

Finding my path in life and being happy doing what I do for a living.

What is your idea of happiness?

Smiling at random just because.

What is your current state of mind?

Before Cherry showed up as a client at my retreat, well, I was the picture of perfect happiness. Now that she’s dropped this bomb in my lap - Dammit! - well, my mind is a bit, uh, occupied.

What is your most treasured possession?

I do not treasure a particular item. I treasure my memories, the flashes of women’s faces in mid-orgasm captured in my mind forever, the sound of their screams of pleasure etched in my mind’s records for eternity, those moments when I set a ridiculously high standard for any other man trying to satisfy them.

What is your most marked characteristic?

I’ve been told it’s my uncanny need to do everything in my power to satisfy my client (in some instances, clients) before myself.

What is it that you, most dislike?

I dislike clients that want to cheat on their husbands with me. I’m good if they want to get together and do something together, spice their sex life up a bit. I’d say it’s because I have scruples, but it’s just because I’m not interested in breaking couples apart. Help a little, yeah, but not be the cause of things ending.

Which living person do you, most despise?

I don’t despise anyone. We’re all imperfect in a whole lot of ways.

What is your greatest regret?

Not telling my parents the truth about what I do. They know I do something, but they don’t know what.

What is the quality you most like in a woman?

Her ability to talk with me for hours and hours, and not just about useless celebrity gossip.

Who is your favorite hero in fiction?

Eddard Stark of the Game of Thrones. The guy was wicked honorable but honest own his mis-steps. His honor, unfortunately, was his downfall.

Which living person do you most admire?

No favorites, sorry.

If you could change one thing about yourself what would it be?

I might think of adding a tattoo, maybe something tribal on my shoulder like The Rock. That’s a badass tattoo.

What is your motto?

Life’s a journey. Don’t just exist, live.



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Rayven Godchild is an author of erotica/erotic romance short stories, novels and novellas. Her first published work appeared in a fit of obscurity during a tumultuous time in life. That story, Secret Lilies, will see the light of day again with a lot less stress and a lot more joy surrounding its republication in the very near future.

Currently, the Confessions of a Sex Fiend short stories are working their way out into the world, with the first one, Tasting Cherry, as Rayven’s re-debut as an author. A View to Ecstasy and Retreat Bound are available. Bound to Collide is the final confession, but certainly not the last the world will hear from Chancellor Baltimore.

Here are some places you can find Rayven:

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1 comment:

  1. Thanks so much for hosting my alter ego, Rayven Godchild :-)