Spotlight: Rock Your Soul by Sara Brookes


Today I’m showing off a really great story by one of my favorite authors.
Geek Kink is the way to go by the way, once you fall for one of Sara Brookes’ “geeks” you’ll never be the same. *g*


ROCK YOUR SOUL
Geek Kink Series # 2

Beth has been scarred both inside and out by a sadistic Dom and has worked hard to put the pieces of her life back together. However, the successful disc jockey knows one piece doesn’t quite align. She yearns to submit and searches for the one Dom she’s convinced will help bring her to lusty new heights.

When Ryan agrees to assist Beth, he’s surprised by her determination to persevere. Intrigued, he pushes her limits by using his gifted carpenter’s hands to bring her wild, erotic pleasure. Ryan, though, has scars of his own, and a tragic past filled with death keeps him at a distance.

Beth discovers what she needs in Ryan, and her journey mends Ryan’s heart. But when the life Beth abandoned rises from the shadows, Ryan realizes there’s something far worse than his tortuous past—a future without Beth.

Warning: Get your world rocked by two very tortured souls who come together in a blinding explosion of sensual passion that knows no bounds. Except when there are ropes, custom-carved floggers, glass dildos and motorcycle sex involved. Oh, and did I mention the m/f/m ménage scene? One can never have too many skilled men ready to lend a…hand.

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Excerpt:

“To your knees.”

She blinked, stunned at the power and command in his voice. As the control washed over her, she wanted to respond, but she found herself too annoyed things weren’t going according to plan. While she’d expected him to ask her questions to find out what he was in store for, she didn’t expect anything of this magnitude.

Angry, she returned his glare.

He smirked. The reaction caused her insides to turn to jelly, her vitriolic thoughts vanishing on the chilly night air. Why did he have to be so goddamned handsome and annoying at the same time?

“I suggest you listen if you want me to consider taking you on as I don’t like repeating myself. To. Your. Knees.”

She opened her mouth to protest and he tilted his head down just enough to give her another message. A very stern one she couldn’t help but listen to. He would not be ignored.

She dropped her hands to her sides and slowly lowered to her knees. The rough rocks immediately bit into her shins, but she wouldn’t give him the satisfaction of showing him she was in pain. She heard the unmistakable sound of buttons popping on his jeans and looked up just in time to see him part the denim. What in the Sam hell did he intend to do? If he expected her to suck his dick right here and now, he’d better think again.

“Eyes down.”

The authority behind those two words coursed through her, compelling her to obey. It had been a long time since she’d had this kind of reaction. Swallowing the lump in her throat, she complied. The denim pooled around his ankles and she found herself staring at the pile.

Just as she started to wonder if Elena had been out of her mind to recommend this man, his hand slid against the top of her head. His touch was almost calming and, despite her annoyance, a feeling of tranquility washed over her. His fingers combed her hair, catching the elastic holder from her ponytail, pulling it free. He continued to run his fingers through the strands, fanning out her hair. She relaxed under his persistent touch. The pain in her legs melted away and she gave a soft sigh as her body started to quietly buzz.

Yes.

The crunch of rocks jolted her back to the moment. She listened to him move away, leaving her alone on the rock path in front of his house.

What in the hell?

Beth looked to the left and her eyes widened in surprise as she spotted him. He strolled toward the small lake at the front corner of the field, towel swinging in his hand as he walked. Those jeans of his were at her feet and she now had an unobstructed view of his bare ass.

A very firm, very tan, perfectly formed ass.

Christ on a slinky going down an up escalator if he doesn’t look even better out of those jeans.Transfixed by the bunch and pull of the muscles in his thighs and butt as he walked over the uneven ground, she forgot her place and openly gawked.

When he reached the bank at the water’s edge, he dropped the towel and walked right into the lake. She expected him to dive under the surface, but instead he slowly moved until the water lapped as his hips. He sunk as if he were a knife cutting through the water, disappearing with no more than a quiet ripple disturbing the surface. The lake smoothed in seconds.

The only indication she ever had company were those damn jeans on the ground in front of her.

Author Bio:

Sara Brookes is an award-winning author who has always been fascinated by the strange, the unusual, the twisted and the lost (tortured heroes are her personal favorite). She is an action movie junkie, addicted to coffee and has been known to stay up until the wee hours of the morning playing RPG video games. Despite all this, she is a romantic at heart and is always a sucker for an excellent love story. Born and bred in Virginia, Sara still lives there with her husband and daughter. The entire family is owned by two cats, Galahad and Loki, who graciously allow the family to cater to their every desire.

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Guest Author: Interview with Doris O’Connor



I’m delighted to welcome fellow Evernight Publishing author, Doris O’Connor to the blog today to discuss her latest release, The Billionaire’s Unwanted Virgin
So have a seat, grab a cup of coffee, tea or OJ and get to know this prolific and terrific author.

Tell us, Doris, what 3 words do you think describe you best?

Hmm, let’s see: Passionate, Determined, Loyal

Would your friends/people who know you best agree with those 3 words or would they add some of their own?

Lol, well, they would, but I also reckon, they’d put stubborn, bratty, opinionated,  mad, and coffee and chocolate obsessed 😉

What would we find you doing on a quiet Friday night at home (aside from writing)?

Make out with hubby, lol. He has Friday afternoons off. Sadly, this never happens though, because the toddler is always underfoot and if by some miracle he’s asleep, teen son #2 is off from college that day, and all we’d hear would be gagging noises.

If one of your stories was to be a made for TV movie, which book would you hope it would be?

I would love to see the Giovanni made it into series. If I had to choose just one, it would be The Billionaire’s Unwanted Virgin.

How do you develop your plots and your characters? Do you use any set outline?

Haha, an outline. My muse dies a little at the mere mention of an outline. She really does. I’m a pantster through and through. All of my stories start of as vague ideas. Sometimes I get a scene, an opening chapter. Sometimes it’s the hero or heroine who suddenly pops into my head. I am completely character driven. They tell the story and I listen. It’s as simple and as awesome as that. I run into trouble when I start doubting the process.

They know their stories.

What books/authors have most influenced your life?

Every book that I have ever read has influenced me in some way. By far the most influential has to have been Gone With The Wind. I read it as a teenager, and have re-read it countless times. Rhett Butler was the first literary hero I ever fell hopelessly in love with, and I started reading romance novels soon after. I haven’t stopped reading them since.

What 2-3 things have you learned in this business that you’d like to share with others, especially aspiring authors?

Never, ever give up. Keep writing. Rejections aren’t personal. Publishing is a subjective business.

What is your favorite genre to write? Is there a genre you haven’t written yet that you hope to tackle some day?

I vacillate between writing contemporary and paranormal. I love them both, and my muse can never make up her mind. I have just finished a Sci-Fi story and that was fun, so I can see myself writing more of those. Always Romance, of course JOne day I’d like to write a historical—we’ll see.


Contemporary BDSM Erotic Romance
Now, about your story, The Billionaire’s Unwanted Virgin, what details can you give us about this story?

Here’s the blurb:

Lay back and think of England, she could do this. It was only sex, after all. Auctioning off her virginity was the easy part—going through with it not so easy.  When Alice realizes who has acquired her, keeping her emotions out of the deal seems an impossible task.

Self-made billionaire Lakota, Lance Kemnay has no time for women, let alone one, who would sell her virginity to the highest bidder. Ever practical, however, he sees in Alice a solution to his immediate need for a wife. The emotions she stirs in him are just lust, and lust can be dealt with. As they connect emotionally and physically, his resolve to keep his heart aloof is tested beyond limits.

Can he trust his tender feelings, or has he been taken for a fool by the one woman he thought he could trust?

Where did the idea for this story originate?

I read a newspaper article about a virgin auctioning off her virginity and that got my muse to thinking. The story developed from there.

Which character was the most difficult to work with – the hero or heroine?

I’m not sure either was particularly difficult.  There were times when I would have quite gladly bashed their heads together for being too stubborn for their own good though 😉

What makes this couple perfect for one another?

They are both very passionate and family oriented people. Some might say traditional. Both will do anything for the people they love. They have to fight their inner demons to open up to each other, but when they do, they heal each other like only true love can.

Did the story turn out the way you planned from the beginning? If not, what change happened that you didn’t expect?

LOL! Well, for starters I was aiming for a much lower heat level with this one. But once these two are married —well, Lakota revealed a side of him I didn’t knew he had—a rather kinky side. So this is now heat level four and you may want to sit in front of a fan whilst reading it. 😉 You will also need a box of tissues, because it turned out much more emotional than I thought it would, and the villain in this piece … you may want to jump into your e-reader and strangle her. I wrote the (insert expletive of your choice) and I wanted to strangle her!

Do the characters come first or the storyline/plot?

In this instance it was the idea. Virgin auctioning off her virginity. Then I had a scene where she is discussing who on earth acquired her, and then finally the hero.  It varies from story to story as to what happens.

What do you hope readers take with them after they’ve read this story?

That love is worth fighting for.

If this book is part of a series…what is the next book?

It isn’t, but there is a subplot involving Alice’s sister Mary, and I may or may not have to write her story.

What’s next on Doris O’Connor’s coming soon bookshelf? Any details you could share with us?

I have a paranormal Romance On The Go story releasing May 31st, called Under Orders…

Who ever heard of being ordered to wear vibrating panties to a business meeting? The visiting CEO may be sex-on-legs-gorgeous, but Anna knows a sexual harassment case when she sees it. No one is going to order her to entertain Jonathan Symmonds—no one but her own body it seems.

Jonathan proves a hard man to resist. When he reveals his secret identity, this daughter of a slayer ought to be running for the hills not play submissive to his dark side.

Will passion and a shared past be enough to keep them together, or is their bond doomed to end at the stake?

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I am also part of an Anthology of naughty short stories, called Her Type Of Guy,which is scheduled for release in June.

For every desire, there’s a man to meet it. Someone’s annoyance is another’s kink. In this naughty collection of short stories, indulge your fantasies, and follow our heroines as they find just the right type of guy or guys…

From bouncing cocks to virgins, slow coaches, true Scotsmen, and messy play partners, sex toy experts and their mischievous friends, these guys are in need of their ladies. Why is one guy too grumpy to believe, another always too early? And can there ever be a future with a hired killer?

Only one way to find out. You might just meet your ideal guy.

Fast & Fun:

Silk, satin or flannel jammies? Flannel for sleeping, Silk for other … err … activities

50 Shades of Grey or no thank you? No, thank you very much!

Hot Fudge Sundae or Banana Split? Hot Fudge Sunday

Iron Man or Thor? Both, lol

Handcuffs or rope? Rope

Feathers or Floggers? Floggers

Wine or beer? Beer

Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate

Favorite Food? See above, lol

Heels or running shoes? Running shoes

Comfy sweats or jeans? Jeans

Coffee or Tea? Coffee in the morning, tea in the evening

Camping or Hotel? Hotel

Do you believe in second chances? Depends what the misdemeanor was

Where can readers contact you?

Thank you very much for being here, Doris. We all wish you the best of luck!!

Thanks so much for the great questions!

Excerpt:                                                     

He’d bound her to him with the ridiculous terms of their arrangement, and he had no idea how she really felt about him. That her body desired him, of that there was no doubt. Could there ever be more between them? Was the trust she exhibited in her submission to him enough to build a relationship on?

Would she want to stay with him once the arranged time was over? His little Alice was a romantic. Would she settle for a life with what little he had to offer, knowing full well that he was incapable of ever saying the words every woman wanted to hear?

“Lakota?” Her uncertain whisper shook him out his maudlin thoughts. This was here, and this was now. He would live in the moment and worry about all that later. Right now he had his woman where he wanted her.

“I’m here, my sweet. Relax.”                    

She drew in a breath and another, in a visible effort to calm her nerves, and he bent down and kissed her again.

“Remember those candles you admired on that stall in Colombo, my sweet?”

She stilled completely and her breaths grew choppier, and he smiled.

“I see that you do… Now, feel their kiss, and fly for me.”

He’d gone hard as nails in the middle of the crowded market at her innocent reaction to his whispered comment that these were far more than scented candles. He’d bought them on impulse, waiting for the right moment to introduce them. He knew her well enough by now to know how far he could push her, and he wanted to give her the pleasure this play brought.

She flinched at the first drop of wax hit her just below the collarbone, and he swiped the drop away, watching her closely for her reaction. Again and again he repeated the process, until she arched into the touch of the wax on her skin.

He drew patterns around her breasts, leaving the wax to settle, and letting the flame burn a little hotter each time. Her breathing changed to the slow, deep state of relaxed awareness he wanted her to be in as he scribed what was in his heart on her quivering tummy.

By the time he was done his dick was just about ready to explode, and Alice was so wet, the covers were stained under her ass. He smiled to himself at the face of housekeeping in the morning and poured one last heavy drop of wax over her hugely distended clit at the same time as he thrust his cock into the tight clasp of her body, with a growled, “Come for me, baby.”

****

Alice came so hard and so fast she could barely catch her breath. The sensation of the hot wax dripping over her most sensitive flesh coupled with the feel of him sliding deep into her core, his weight pinning her in place proved too much.

She was dimly aware of Lakota reaching his own pinnacle in record time, and then she was free. Released from her bonds and held securely in his arms, she blinked to get her eyes to focus.

Her body was covered in multi-colored patters of wax, and he’d traced a word into her lower abdomen—Mine.

Alice bit back her tears, and Lakota’s hands settled over her fingers tracing the word. She looked at him, and she held her breath at the emotion she glimpsed in his eyes, before he masked it.

“I will run you a bath, and you can soak it off. I’m not going near that beautiful skin of yours with a knife.”

“Do we have to take it off?”

He grew very still at her husky question, and his voice was hoarse when he finally answered.

“I don’t want you getting sore. This is your first time. We don’t know how your skin will react.”

Alice smiled at the protectiveness and concern behind those words.

“I seem to be having a lot of firsts around you, Mr. Kemnay.”

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Author Bio:

Glutton for punishment would be a good description for Doris… at least that’s what she hears on an almost daily basis when people find out that she has a brood of nine children, ranging from adult to toddler and lives happily in a far too small house, cluttered with children, pets, dust bunnies, and one very understanding and supportive husband. Domestic goddess she is not.

There is always something better to do after all, like working on the latest manuscript and trying not to scare the locals even more than usual by talking out loud to the voices in her head. Her characters tend to be pretty insistent to get their stories told, and you will find Doris burning the midnight oil on a regular basis. Only time to get any peace and quiet and besides, sleep is for wimps.

She likes to spin sensual, sassy, and sexy tales involving alpha heroes to die for, and heroines who give as good as they get. From contemporary to paranormal, BDSM to F/F, and Ménage, haunting love stories are guaranteed.

CONTEST

I am giving away two copies of The Billionaire’s Unwanted Virgin. Follow me on my tour and leave a comment on each stop. Every comment is an entry into the contest. I will pick winners by random selection on Monday 27th May.

In addition I am giving away a copy from my back list on each stop.  Good Luck, and thanks for reading.

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Interview with Jessica E. Subject!


Good morning! Hope Spring is treating you well. Today is a good day, we have the wonderfully talented Jessica E. Subject back with us. I was able to coerce her into an interview, and she also shares info about one of her latest releases, ALIEN ADORATION.

Good morning Jess! 

Thank you so much for having me on your blog today, Kacey! It’s always a pleasure to be here with you and your readers.

Jessica, you pen mainly Science Fiction stories … what is it about the genre that keeps you writing in this genre regularly?

I do. For me, I love thinking about the possibilities of life beyond Earth. Plus, the aliens and clones in my story are representative are those that are different from us. I guess my stories are a reflection of society in a universal sense. But hey, who doesn’t want a sexy alien? Or, maybe that’s just me. LOL

Were you a fan of sci-fi movies/books when you were growing up?

I didn’t read a lot of science fiction growing up. Mostly because the books I was aware of didn’t have the romance/relationships that I enjoyed in stories. I did take a science fiction English class in high school though.

And yes, I did watch a lot of sci-fi growing up. I watched Star Trek (TNG, Voyager & Enterprise), Space: Above & Beyond, Out of this World, plus some others that we got up here in Canada. Can’t remember them all.

Who is your favourite Sci-fi hero/heroine?  What is your favourite Sci-fi movie?  Who is your favourite Sci-fi author?

Hero/Heroine – Cooper Hawkes from Space: Above and Beyond

Sci-Fi Movie – Star Trek (2009) Though the new one is coming out at the end of the week, plus other great sci-fi movies this year, so that may change.

Sci-Fi Author – Gosh, I have to pick just one? Three of the most memorable stories for me are written by D.L. Jackson, Barbara Elsborg, and Pippa Jay. I’ve also enjoyed other sci-fi titles from Gini Koch, Nora Roberts w/a J.D. Robb, and more. I simply can’t choose just one.

When did you begin your writing career?

I started writing for publication five years ago when on maternity leave with my youngest. Though, I didn’t submit anything until 2011.

What would we find you doing on a quiet Friday night at home (aside from writing)?

I’m pretty boring. I’d likely be cuddled with my hubby on the couch while watching a movie. And I’d fall asleep in the middle of it, as I usually do.

If you were to be swept away into a Sci-Fi world – what would the setting be like? 

Have you ever seen the movie Contact? Remember the scene when Ellie meets the extraterrestrial life form? That’s exactly what it would be like.

What type of hero would come along to save you? 

A man exactly like my husband. I couldn’t ask for a better hero.

Set up the type of Sci-fi adventure you’d like to be the heroine in?

Oh, I’m not always nice to my characters. I don’t know if I’d want to write myself into a story. Though I’d love to explore space and meet other life.

Are you reading any good books right now?

Right now, I’m reading Strangers by Barbara Elsborg. And I have so many on my Kindle and Kobo to read.

What do you like to do for fun and relax?

I like to go for walks with my daughter, get out into nature. I love waterfalls. I also enjoy singing, dancing, reading, watching movies, and more.


Now, about your story, ALIEN ADORATION.  Rachel & Luke. She’s had some disastrous dates, he’s come to her rescue … give us some really good deets about this story!

Yes, in this story, Luke rescues her from two disastrous dates. With the first, her drunk boyfriend tries to take advantage of her. She manages to get away from him, but loses her shirt in the process. As she’s walking home in the rain, Luke pulls up on his motorcycle to offer her a ride.

On the second date, she’s at a church potluck at the park. Her date tries to get frisky with her, and when she rebuffs him, she ends up falling into the river. Luke saw the entire incident from a distance and comes to her rescue again.

What makes Luke, an Alien, so attractive? What do you think readers will love most about him?

Luke is humanoid, so, except for his eyes (which he can change), he looks very human. He’s a motorcycle-riding carpenter, sexy as sin, and although he has the reputation of a playboy, he really isn’t. He has a vulnerable side that he hides very well.

What influenced the idea for this story?

This song was inspired by the song Spaceman by Bif Naked. Some of the scenes in Alien Adoration are my interpretation of the lyrics.

Which character was the most difficult to work with – the hero or heroine?

They both had their difficulties. Rachel was just too shy, couldn’t work up enough courage to approach Luke. And Luke had no idea how to talk to Rachel. He was worried she wouldn’t want him because he’s an alien. It was a challenge to finally get them together.

What makes this couple perfect for one another?

Luke has a connection to Rachel that he can’t control. It formed the first time they met as children. And Rachel really needs someone to love her. She’s never had that. Luke can be that person if only she’ll let him into her life.

Do the characters come first or the storyline/plot?

With this story, they both seemed to come at the same time as I listened to Spaceman. Though with any story I write, the storyline always changes from the original outline.

If this book is part of a series…what is the next book? Any details you can share?

This is the first of the Alien Next Door series. The next book will be the story of Luke and Rachel’s son, and the woman who lives in the cottage next door. The third book is the story of their daughter who moves into the city, and a neighbor in her apartment building.

What’s next on Jessica Subject’s bookshelf of coming soon titles? Any dates you could share with us?

I have two stories coming out with Decadent Publishing within the next couple of months. Another Night, Another Planet is a sexy sci-fi romance that is part of the 1Night Stand and Elatia lines. The second is the next book in The Underground series, Never Gonna Desert You. It is a sci-fi/dystopian lesbian romance.

I have the third story in that series ready for submission, and I’m working on a Christmas sci-fi romance, and Alien Next Door #2.


Fast & Fun:

Silk or satin? satin
50 Shades of Grey or no thank you? No thank you. Though, I do read BDSM.
Joe Manganiello or Channing Tatum? Joe Manganiello
Iron Man or Thor? Can’t decide. They’re both awesome!
True Blood or Game of Thrones? Eek! I don’t watch either. *hides in my hole*
*GASP* Jessica! We must buy you Netflix !! *g*
Wine or beer? Neither.
Chocolate or Vanilla? White chocolate.
Favorite Food? Pasta.
Heels or running shoes? Running shoes.
Comfy sweats or jeans? Both
Coffee or Tea? Neither.
Camping or Hotel? I refuse to sleep in a tent.
Do you believe in second chances? Depends on the situation.

Where can readers contact you?


Thank you very much for being here. We all wish you the best of luck!!

Thanks again for having me!




Alien Adoration
Alien Next Door book 1
By Jessica E. Subject
Erotic Sci-Fi Romance
ISBN: 978-0991932009


Erotic dreams fill her with need…
Night after night, Rachel fantasizes about her sexy, playboy neighbor. But in her small town, no one changes, least of all the bad boy next door. But when Luke rescues her not once but twice from disastrous dates, she dares to believe her knight in black leather armor may be the right man for her after all.  
Until she learns the truth…
Life on Earth has never been easy for Luke. Stranded as a little boy, he struggled to craft an existence for himself, but he never forgot the first human he met–and he never stopped wanting to see her again. Returning to Hanton, Luke longs for Rachel. Yet, nothing goes as he plans, and Rachel barely notices him. Convincing her he isn’t like all the jerks she’s dated means telling her the truth, but can she handle it? 
Can she overcome her fears, or will she deny her alien adoration and leave him stranded once more?


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Excerpt:
“Need a lift?”
The voice was deep and masculine, one she didn’t hear very often, but would recognize anywhere. Luke. Wonderful! He wouldn’t talk to me before, but now that I’m topless and sopping wet, he notices me.
She circled slowly to stare at the leather-clad figure sitting atop his motorcycle. The visor of his helmet covered most of his face, leaving only his luscious lips and deep, jutting chin, covered in light stubble, exposed. What would they feel like against her lips? Between her legs? Her body tingled.
“Earth to Rachel. Do you need a lift, or should I leave you here in the pouring rain?”
Oh God, he knows my name. Since they’d never actually talked—she’d only heard him greeting his dates—her name on his lips came as a surprise. “Um, yes, I’d appreciate a ride.” On his Harley, and if she was lucky, in his bed. Anywhere. Her romance-first rule didn’t apply to him. He’d already seduced her plenty in her dreams.
Remaining on his bike, he yanked a helmet from his saddlebag and held it out to her. “What happened to your pretty blouse?”
Pretty blouse? He’d seen her earlier? “I….” Fluttering rolled through her stomach. “I don’t want to talk about it.”
She grabbed the helmet from him, fit it over her soaked hair, and buckled the chinstrap. Straddling the seat behind him, she fumbled with her hands, wondering where to place them, no bar behind her to hold on to. Oh, what it would be like to wrap her arms around him, lean against his wide back covered in leather. But what if he didn’t want her to touch him?
Luke pushed off from the curb. “I suggest you hold onto me or you’re going to fall off.”
The bike lurched forward with a roar. She clasped her hands around his waist, her fingers coming together temptingly close to his manhood, cheek pressed to his cowskin jacket. His deep chuckle reverberated across her skin.
“I told you to hang on.”
And she could lean on him forever. Being so close to him with pure raw power between her legs moved her better than any fantasy she had ever created. But what is going to happen when he takes me home? Or will he invite me to his house instead?
She pressed her lips together. Sure, she wanted to know what lay under his tight pants, but she refused to be another conquest. I can’t handle it.
He drove into her driveway too soon, leaning the bike over enough for her to slip off. She removed the helmet and handed it back to him. “Thank you. I appreciate the ride.”
Tucking the helmet away, he nodded. “You want to come over for coffee?”
That and more. Though she refused to go anywhere in her state of disarray. “Um, no, I’m kind of wet.”
“Another time, then?”
She nodded. Shit, why did I say no? They could strip down together and have all kinds of fun. But he drove away before she had a chance to retract her words.


Bio:
Jessica Subject is the author of contemporary and science fiction romance, ranging from sweet to erotica. In her stories, you could meet clones, or a sexy alien or two. You may even be transported to another planet for a romantic rendezvous. 
When Jessica isn’t reading, writing, or doing dreaded housework, she likes to get out and walk. Fast. But she just may slow down if there is a waterfall nearby.
Jessica lives in Ontario, Canada with her husband and two energetic children. And she loves to hear from her readers.
Jessica is a member of RWA and the Toronto Romance Writers chapter, EPIC, and Savvy Authors.

She blogs weekly at Backward Momentum, and monthly at Paranormal Romantics. You can find her at jessicasubject.comand on twitter @jsubject.

Other Works

From Decadent Publishing

1Night Stand

The Edge

Elatia

The Challenge series

The Underground

Single Titles

Coming Soon

Another Night, Another Planet (1Night Stand/Elatia)

Never Gonna Desert You (The Underground)

Indie Titles

Free Read




Giveaway!!
Jessica Subject will be giving away a $25 Amazon e-gift certificate at the end of the Alien Adoration tour. Plus, three other winners will receive Alien Adoration swag packages. No purchase necessary. Contest is international. Must be 18 years of age or older. Just sign in to Rafflecopter with Facebook or your email address on any post during the tour to be entered. Odds of winning are dependent upon how many people enter during the tour. Good luck!

Interview with Sara Brookes


Today we welcome, Award-winning, multi-published and uber-talented author, Sara Brookes. I know quite a bit about this wonderful woman already, but I confess, I learned a few things through this interview too *g*

So, Sara, what’s new in your life? I know you’re a Mom, Wife, Tech-Guru, you work full time as well as writing – there has to be some fun though right?

I’m getting really excited for the summer movie season. Movies are my escape. I buy them as frequently as I buy books. But, I mean, really – Iron Man 3, Star Trek Into Darkness, Fast and Furious 6, Man of Steel, Monsters University, Despicable Me 2, Pacific Rim, The Wolverine – I could go on and on, but wow. That’s quite an impressive lineup and I’m looking forward to spending my summer in air conditioned bliss!

What 3 words would your husband use to describe you?

Creative, Passionate, Caring (yeah, he got a big sloppy kiss for those *g*)
 

What is a day in the life of writing like for you – take a Saturday when you don’t have to work outside your home and your family is off somewhere, and the house is quiet?

 I’m an early riser, usually around 5 am, so I’m up before the rest of the family. First order of business is always coffee. I usually work through any pending email I didn’t get to during the week, catch up on Twitter and Facebook, peruse through Ebay (ok, so yeah, that’s totally not work related at all) and then settle in to handle edits or get some new words.  I’ll take a break around noon, grab lunch and on Saturdays, send off the family (husband golf, daughter teaching dance). Which means another three or four hours of uninterrupted work for me. Word counts aren’t always high, but any day I can get in more than a thousand words, I’m happy. It’s rare I can get words in during the week because of work, which is why I write so slow.

You write in many different genres…which is the most fun? Which is the most challenging?

Believe it or not, the most fun genre is also the most challenging – which is anytime I work with a book that involves BDSM. Her Master’s Collar has D/s elements because it works for the two characters. They don’t consider themselves in the lifestyle, but they do have the Dominant/submissive dynamic between them sexually.  Not every book is like that however. The Edge series books (Ragged Edge and Reclaiming the Edge) are definitely heavier and more prevalent, the scenes are more intense. The BDSM lifestyle is ingrained in the character’s minds and bodies. I tend to write those scenes with a heavier hand toward more frank language. The Geek Kink series (Taking Over Me, Rock Your Soul, Break Me In and Glad You Came) are BDSM as well, but not as edgy. They’re small town erotic romances where the characters just happen to like tying one another up. *g* The frank language isn’t as frequent or heavy in that series.

I mentioned above that you’re a Tech-Guru – you share a lot of knowledge with us on Techie Tuesdays on your blog – have you always been interested in techie stuff?

Yes! My parents gave me a Commodore 64 when I was around 10 or 11. They also gave me a book that taught me how to write small programs and from there, my love of tech was born. I’ve always had a computer since then, even if it wasn’t top of the line. Usually I preferred it not to be so I could fiddle and add stuff as I needed. I spent a few years studying computers in college and I even work in a tech-rich field for my day job. 

If you were to be swept away into a Sci-Fi world – what would the setting be like?  What type of hero would come along to save you?  Set up the type of Sci-fi adventure you’d like to be the heroine in?

It would be a cross between Star Trek, Star Wars, Blade Runner, The Matrix and Firefly. Just throw all my favorite futuristic/sci-fi worlds & heroes into a blender and hit Frappe.

How do you develop your plots and your characters? Do you use any set outline?

My characters usually hit me upside the head so hard I see stars or they kick my ass until I notice them. I rarely ever have a plan going into a book other than a basic idea of where I want to start, where I want to hit for the climax and the end. Sometimes this process is fabulously freeing and other times it’s frustratingly obnoxious. LOL

What books/authors have most influenced your life?

I started reading Stephen King’s books at a very young age. Probably way younger than I should have been. But I was hooked on how rich and vibrant these worlds he created were. Even if the oddest things were occurring to the characters, he kept me captivated with everything that was happening. I cared about these characters – a lot.

Now, about your story, HER MASTER’S COLLAR.  A Sci-Fi/BDSM Romance available with Ellora’s Cave – the Aeon line – what insight can you give us into the story/the characters? 

It’s a reunion story about two people who are very much still in love with one another. But Korene’s anger and Roland’s shame have kept them apart for the past ten years. Now they’re forced to work with one another and the sparks start flying right off the bat. But Roland has secrets and once they’re revealed, Korene has to decide if Roland is still the man she fell in love with years ago.

For those that may not know — what is Ellora’s Cave’s “On the Hunt” series about? How does Her Master’s Collar fit into it? 

Ellora’s Cave put out a call for hot bounty hunter stories last year. Her Master’s Collar was in the works already, but without the bounty hunter hook. I’d actually been looking for the defining thing that would hold the story together, and when I heard about the sub call – I knew this was it. Her Master’s Collar is actually the kick off book for the series – so keep an eye out for other On The Hunt books by other authors throughout the month of May!

Did anything specific influence the idea for this story?

Yes! A fortune cookie – I’ll actually talk about it in another stop on the tour. It’s actually quite an amusing and interesting story.

What was the most difficult thing/scene to write in this story?

Not so much difficult as surprising was the first time Korene submitted to Roland again after his return. Why did it surprise me? Here I’d written this incredibly strong woman who used her anger at Roland to build a highly-profitable company and she drops to her knees the moment he commands it. I’m not new to writing BDSM and I’m very familiar with the ins and outs, but I had to pull back and actually ask why. Even on her knees in front of him, she is still this amazingly strong woman. I loved writing her.

What do you love most about the Sci-Fi genre?

The endless possibilities. In Her Master’s Collar, the story starts in New Washington. Since I was working in the future (roughly 45 years in the future) I had the freedom to create the world how I wanted. Washington DC as we know it doesn’t exist anymore, the city is in total disrepair as the Government doesn’t exist as we know it today. Instead there is a World Government. Cars are auto-driving and react to voice commands. Roland and Korene travel to Mars on an elite-class cruise transport (think of a cruise ship in space) and they wear a special mask and suit to walk around on Mars (far less bulky than our current astronaut’s space suits). I love the freedom of creativity that writing sci-fi allows me.

Did the story turn out the way you planned from the beginning? If not, what change happened that you didn’t expect?

It’s not exactly as I envisioned, but it is certainly better than I expected. The bounty hunter angle came later and I had to rewrite the story when I realized that was the hook I’d been looking for. The hard work was worth it in the end though as I’m very pleased with the way it turned out!

If this book is part of a series…what is the next book? Any details you can share?

I would love to be able to write a few additional books about the rest of Roland’s team members. The snarky back and forth between Markus and Finley is hiding something more between them – I just know it! And Valentine? Phew. That man has some really big issues and after the events on Mars, he has even more problems. I would love, love to delve deeper into his mind. Of course, writing those stories comes down to time and commitments. Right now, I have to finish the last two books of the Geek Kink series and those are keeping me pretty busy. But I never say never!

What’s next from your  bookshelf of coming soon titles? Any dates you could share with us to mark on our calendars?

May 31st, the next book in my Geek Kink series, Rock Your Soul releases from Ellora’s Cave under their Taboo line. Two strangers united by a passion so intense, their erotic bond threatens to shatter both of their already broken souls.

Fast & Fun: 
Flannel or silk? Flannel
Wonder Woman or Xena? Wonder Woman
Iron Man or Thor? Iron Man
Wine or beer? Wine
Favorite Food? Currently, anything involving bacon
Heels or running shoes? Running shoes
Comfy sweats or jeans? Jeans
Coffee or Tea? Coffee

Where can readers contact you? 

Announcement List: http://eepurl.com/mbG31

Thank you very much for being here. We all wish you the best of luck!!

Thanks so much for having me here!

HER MASTER’S COLLAR
Sci-Fi / BDSM Erotic Romance
The last thing Korene needs in her life is a former Master who abandoned her ten years ago. But when her employees are taken hostage on Mars, she’s forced to work with Roland whether she likes it or not. Sparks fly the moment the perfectly chiseled man saunters into her conference room; a sign their incredible chemistry is still just as potent.

Roland has a job to do, but he struggles with his unrelenting desire for the only woman he ever loved. Seeing the strong-willed Korene on her knees again is enough to shatter Roland’s willpower. And give him a raging hard-on.

Their distracting lust could flame out of control if they aren’t careful.

WarningFire up your thrusters to embark on a secret mission with a snarky submissive who knows the meaning of courtesy and her smoking hot former Marine Dom who isn’t afraid to wait one more day. The sexual chemistry between these two is so sinfully hot, it’ll melt the plastishield of your spacesuit helmet. Houston, we have a problem.

Her Master’s Collar is published by Ellora’s Cave, and will be available from Amazon UKAmazon USBarnes & NobleKobo and more as of 1st May.

Contest Info:
One winner will be chosen from the Rafflecopter entries for a special Swag Pack (with a Never Take It Off bracelet supporting the military). Entries will be accepted from midnight 5/6 and run through midnight 5/10 (all times EST).


Guest Author: Michelle Clay … Light the Shadows



Light the Shadows
A Grimm Novel
by Michelle Clay
Paranormal, Urban Fantasy, Suspense, Erotic
Publisher: Evernight Publishing
 
Blurb:
You only get one chance at life then you die. The game’s over, no second chances.  But she was never one to follow all the rules.
In a strange twist of fate, a woman flees purgatory only to jump into a newly vacated body. When she wakes in the hospital, she has a brand new life and a whole lot of unanswered questions.  Now she’s Micah Munroe, a real estate agent with broken memories of the messed up life she once lived. A mysterious man who claims to be Death says she’s his granddaughter and that she’s something called a grimm.
Sully knows she’s an imposter because he reaped the soul of the real Micah only a week ago. He suspects she might be a misplaced shadow, what he calls spirits and vengeful ghosts. He becomes obsessed with finding out who she really is and just how she inhabited a new body.  He’ll stop at nothing to find the truth and send her back to purgatory where she belongs.  What he didn’t bargain on was how his body would react to her or how powerful the white light within her is.
When a powerful shadow and her horde of angry spirits kidnaps Sully’s best friend, they must work together to get him back.  Fighting their feelings for each other isn’t half as difficult as fighting the army of shadows bent on starting a war with the living.
Excerpt:    
His husky drawl sent a vibration of hunger through her and ignited a fire deep within her core. “You are so fucking hot.”
Recapturing her mouth, he pressed against her, proving just how hot, how hard she made him. Micah whimpered, and he drew his mouth away from her lips. Just like his tongue and hands, his incredibly sexy eyes ignited a fire within her.
“Sully.” She bit her lower lip and reveled in knowing she was the reason he was so hard.
His fingers were at her waist, unzipping then dragging the dress pants down her hips. Micah trembled with need as he shucked them from her legs and dropped them onto the floor. He closed the space between them, and her thighs closed around his waist. Her sex drowned with desire, clouding her mind with seductive thoughts and want. With him so intimately close, his hard-on pressed against her through the damp lace of her panties. She shifted her hips, and Sully rewarded her with a groan.
“Tell me something.” He grinned wickedly then slid his fingers up her inner thigh. They inched closer to her pool of desire and made her heartbeat race. “Are you wet?”
Her hands lifted from his shoulders, ran through his silken hair and down to his chest. Her nimble fingers fluttered across his shirt and even reached the second button before his hand closed over hers, stilling it. He prevented her from going any further by pulling her hand to his mouth. One by one, he kissed her fingers.
She frowned and pulled away from him to look up into his eyes. “Sully, I want…”
“I know what you want, doll.” His eyes glittered with feral passion.
A gasp shuddered past her lips when Sully’s index finger slid past the ribbon-thin panties then traveled downward. His finger slid through the tight coils of hair at the juncture of her thighs then lightly grazed her most delicate area. She clutched his shoulders and tightened her thighs around him. “Sully!”
“Want me to stop?” His voice was full of gravel and sexy as hell.
She nipped his bottom lip. “Don’t you dare.”
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Tyler Robbins’ IMMORTAL THIRST (Guest Author)


IMMORTAL THIRST

By TYLER ROBBINS


An immortal thirst can never be denied, especially when it’s a thirst for each other.

Vampire, Tristan Deveraux, savored the night with his young progeny, Caleb, by his side. Satisfying his shameless desires, he took what he wanted without reprisal or regret, until Gauge Roberts darkened his door.

Gauge, an ex-Navy Seal, offered more than muscles and brawn when he became Tristan’s personal security coordinator. Surrendering to an undeniable attraction, the dominating soldier scratched an itch both had ignored far too long.

 A remarkable bond is quickly formed between the three very different men, allowing each to fulfill individual needs while maintaining separate but equal relationships, until a surprising enemy threatens to destroy it all.

Will they survive the deadly fight, or is heartbreak the only price for satisfying their kind’s immortal thirst?

  
 

Adult *M/M/M* Excerpt:

Gauge cautiously entered a spacious loft with high vaulted ceilings and a dining room table filled with an assortment of food. To the right, he spotted a black, leather sofa with a very handsome and very naked man sprawled across it.

Gauge’s cock instantly twitched, his proclivity toward men revealing itself through his physical reaction.

“Hope you’re hungry.” Tristan’s voice resonated from the far left of the vast room.

Gauge’s gaze drifted away from the naked man and settled to where Tristan knelt at the foot of a chaise-lounge, intently suckling the inner thigh of yet another man.

The erotic moans of Tristan’s live meal filled the room, further stiffening Gauge’s shaft. Unsure what he should do, Gauge stepped back, only to be met by Caleb who handed him a glass of scotch. “Please, help yourself to whatever appeals to you.”

Dizzying thoughts danced in his mind. Which appetite should he satisfy first? This was new territory, far beyond the realms of even his vivid imagination. Should he indulge his physical hunger, his sexual needs, or neither, and keep his first day on the job strictly business?

“Perhaps he’s a watcher.” Caleb brushed past him as he strolled toward the lone man on the sofa.

Gauge drew in a deep breath to steady his spiraling nerves. “You feed right out in the open?”

Tristan ran his tongue up the length of the human’s cock then smiled. “They have no objections.” He then pricked his wrist with the tip of a pointy fang and allowed a few crimson drops to coat the lips of his quarry.

The man licked the blood, and his pupils immediately dilated.

“They drink from you?” Gauge swallowed hard, still trying to keep his wits about him.

“They give me the gift of an existence without pain. I give them unimaginable pleasure.” Tristan then kissed the man and returned to feasting upon his inner thigh.

Gauge glanced over at Caleb, who stood before the other man with his pants unzipped, gazing down intently as the man eagerly sucked his cock. Caleb’s hips rolled with the motion of the man’s bobbing head.

Caleb eyed Gauge with a smug grin. “He’s reallygood.”

Gauge licked his lips and wandered back toward the table where he blindly reached for a chair and took a seat. His heart pounded, and his cock pulsed. So fucking hot.

He’d been to clubs featuring group sex in back rooms, and had even participated once, but that was a long time ago and blood definitely hadn’t been involved. The erotic way Tristan fed only excited him more.

Gauge’s prick pressed tight against his jeans, and he fought the urge to jack off.

Tristan licked blood from his lips, nudged his partner to the side and joined him on the lounger. He skimmed his fingers across the man’s stomach, enough to make him shudder, but his seductive gaze remained locked on Gauge. “A ghastly sight, isn’t it?”

Gauge swallowed hard, his head booming from the erotic shock of it all. “Not at all.”

With speed too fast to measure, Tristan stood before him, his cock wet and stiff, smelling of sex and the unmistakable metallic scent of blood, an aroma Gauge recognized. “I suppose you’ve seen worse than a vampire fucking his meal?”

“Much worse.” That’s the understatement of the year.

Gauge tried not to dwell on the images which flashed through his mind. The macabre memory of flames reaching far above the rooftops of the small village where they’d burned the decapitated bodies of innocent victims and the vampires who had murdered them. The memory of diesel fuel mixed with the putrid stench of singeing hair and roasting skin Gauge thought would be imbedded in his brain forever, also sneaked out from the recesses of his mind where he’d safely tucked them away.

He shot up from the chair, overwhelmed and uncertain of what was worse, the haunting memories of the massacre, or how easily the thought of fucking this sexy vampire appealed to his body and mind, so much stronger than his desire to kill him.

Tristan eased closer and inhaled deeply, then turned his attention to the other vampire. “Caleb, take them away.”

Out of the corner of his eye, Gauge saw Caleb step back immediately followed by the snapping sound of fingers. “You heard my master. Let’s take this party on the road, boys.”

Gauge’s muscles tensed as he resisted reaching out and wrapping Tristan’s long hair around his fist and fucking him like there was no tomorrow.

As the door closed behind them, Tristan ran his hand down Gauge’s arm. “Kathryn told you, didn’t she?”

Gauge drew in a deep breath. “Not sure what you mean, Sir.”

“She told you how I came to be a vampire. How she plucked me quite literally from the brink of death and how my need for sex is the only thing to rival my thirst for blood.”

“She told me you had a way about you I’d possibly relate to.” Gauge understood now. Kathryn’s recommendation included benefits Gauge had never imagined.

About Tyler:

Tyler Robbins is the pen name of author Robin Badillo, who lives in a small Texas town and is the mother of four nearly grown kids, two boys and two girls.

Tyler enjoys stepping out of her comfort zone and pushes the envelope on the stories she writes every chance she gets. She hopes her readers are just as thrilled as she is with the chances she’s taking.

Always the optimist, Tyler is a firm believer that grey hair is merely God’s graffiti!

                                           

Guest Author/Interview: Elyzabeth M. Valey



Today we welcome one of my fellow Evernight Publishing authors, Elyzabeth M. Valey. 
Get ready for one awesome excerpt!!

Welcome Elyzabeth!

Can you tell us something quirky about yourself that readers might not know already?

I love Disney! Before checking the rest of the channels on TV I always see what they’re showing on Disney Channel first. Phineas and Ferb is one of my current favorite shows.

What would we find you doing on a quiet Friday night at home (aside from writing)?

Aside from writing, you’d find me watching a film or a series (How I met your mother and Dr. Who are old favorites and I just started on The Newsroom).

What did you want to be when you grew up?

It might sound cliché but I always wanted to be a writer and when I turned 8, I wanted to be a journalist.

What do you like to do for fun and relax?

I enjoy going out with friends for tapas and walking my dog. A lot of my ideas have developed while out on a walk with my lab.

Where do you reside? If I was to come visit you for vacation, what one landmark is a MUST see that you’d take me to?

I live in Madrid, Spain. Only one? Madrid has loads of places that should be seen, but I guess the Plaza Mayor is a must. The origins of the plaza go back to 1576 and it’s been home to an assortment of activities. Christmas is a fun time to visit because it has stalls with a variety of objects that range from classical nativity scenes figures to funny prank and gag toys.



Now, about your story, THE GOLDEN COCK. A heck of a title by the way!! What can you tell us about it?

The Golden Cock is a naughty fairy tale, loosely based on the story of The Golden Goose. It’s the story of a Vincent, a good man that after being subject to the cruelty and ridicule of his brothers receives a kind of compensation that will change his life forever. His counterpart is “Ice duchess” Brielle, a woman that has never achieved orgasm.

Did you second-guess yourself at all when coming up with the title?

Nope, strangely enough, (because it’s usually not the case) one of the things I had clear from the start was the title of the book.

What influenced the idea for this story?

I was doing some cleaning and found an old drama script of when I was in middle school of The Golden Goose. The wheels in my head started turning…

What was the most difficult to thing/scene to write in this story?

The mirror scene. I had to go back to it several times.

Which character was the most difficult to work with – the hero or heroine?

The heroine, Brielle. She’s the daughter of a duke and appears to be strong and confident but she’s not.

What makes this couple perfect for one another?

Besides the sexual chemistry between them, they’re both incredibly sweet and good people. They share many of the same interests and complement each other: where Brielle is impatient Vincent is patient, where he’s forgetful, she’s detailed, where’s he’s compliant, she’s stubborn.

Did the story turn out the way you planned from the beginning? If not, what change happened that you didn’t expect?

No, it didn’t. Initially, it was going to be set in medieval times, but then Brielle appeared and she didn’t fit the era. So I had to go back and rewrite everything.

What do you hope readers take with them after they’ve read this story?

First of all, I hope they enjoy the story! But there’s also a message in the story about self-confidence and how important it is to believe in ourselves.

Fast & Fun:

Boxers or briefs? Boxer briefs!

Silk or satin? Silk

Joe Manganiello or Channing Tatum? Joe Manganiello ❤

True Blood or Game of Thrones? Both? But if I have to pick Game of Thrones. 

Wine or beer? Beer

Chocolate or Vanilla? Chocolate

Favorite Food? Spaghetti

Heels or running shoes? Running shoes.

Baseball or hockey? *cough your host is a HUGE hockey fan – just saying *g** LOL Hockey (but not because I’ve been coerced into picking it, I swear! I know little about the sport but I have a fondness for it since we sometimes had to play at school during gym class and I took the opportunity to hit the bullies with the stick.)

Coffee or Tea? Coffee with milk and two spoonfuls of sugar, please. *the host agrees w/ those ingredients! *g**

Camping or Hotel? Hotel

What place to travel is on your Bucket List? Finland!

Was it love at first sight for you when you met your spouse? I’m a single lady! *now I have Beyonce in my head!!*

Where can readers contact you?

Thank you very much for being here. We all wish you the best of luck!!

THE GOLDEN COCK (NAUGHTY FAIRY TALE)

Kind-hearted Vincent Stowe spent years with an inferiority complex until, one day, after accepting to help an older woman with an odd request he receives a life-changing gift.

“Ice Duchess” Brielle is desperate for a solution to her inability to orgasm, so when word about a man with a magical cock reaches her ears, she decides that he just might be what she needs.

Will Vincent’s “Golden Cock” be enough for the “Ice Duchess”, or will something else come to play along the way?

Be Warned: multiple partners, MFM, FFM, m/m sex, f/f sex

And more!

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Excerpt:

“Turn around.” His voice was gruff, his need evident to his ears. Could she hear it too?

His fingers rested for a fraction of a second against the nape of her neck. She froze. Skimming his digits over her shoulders and down her back, the corner of his lips lifted as he heard her exhale heavily. Skillfully, he worked the clasps of her corset and tossed the material on the bed. Wandering back to the mirror, he continued to adjust it. He needed to distance himself from her before succumbing to the temptation she was.

When he looked up again, she had removed her chemise. Pale, perfect skin gleamed under the dancing candle light. Terse breasts with large pink nipples waved hello and a honey-colored thatch called him to come closer and explore. He swallowed dryly. His balls felt heavy and his cock was stiff as a rod. This was going to be much harder than he thought.

“Lie on the bed, lean back on your elbows and keep your legs open.” His voice came out husky and low and he cleared it loudly. Brie nodded and obeyed without a word.

“Can you see your pussy?” he asked, moving the mirror.

She shook her head. “No,” she croaked.

Vincent bit his lip, unsure how to proceed. He needed to prop her up on something so she could gather a better view of her sex. By her words, he had the distinct feeling that Brie was never excited enough when she took men into her chamber. She needed to see how wet and desirable her pussy became when it was really ready to be plundered and she needed to experience her own touch. He swallowed hard as an idea occurred to him.

“Here.” Placing the mirror in a slight angle, he climbed up in bed with her. Spreading his legs around her, he sat so that her back was resting against his chest and her ass was resting between his thighs.

“Open up,” he whispered into her ear. Nodding, she spread her legs. Vincent clenched his fists at his side. He wanted to touch her, to feel that soft skin underneath his fingertips, to taste every inch of that delectable morsel.

“Can you see now?”

“Yes.”

He took in a deep breath. Darn, she smelled good. Clean, like lilacs. She wriggled and her hair tickled his nose, the skin of her thigh rubbing against his leg and making his dick throb with unspent desire.

“What do you see?”

“Hair,” she murmured. He felt her swallow and tremble slightly. Oh, how he wanted to wrap himself around her. No, Vincent.

“Use your hands and open yourself wider.”

“What?” She tilted her head to look at him, her expression confused.
Unable to hold back, Vincent brushed his lips over hers. A current of sorts zinged over his lips at the contact.

“Okay,” he said. “Let’s start slower. Caress your thighs, up and down. That’s right.”

He watched carefully as Brie rubbed her fingertips over her skin, coming closer to her quim at every upward stroke. Vincent closed his eyes. The view was the most erotic thing he’d ever experienced. His cock wept, hidden underneath his robe, and pressed to her back. “Gently, pass your hand over your pussy.”

He felt her breath hitch as her mouth fell open in shock. However, she did not deny him but simply followed his command with a dry swallow. His Adam’s apple bobbed as she ran her hand over her damp thatch.

“Do it again,” he whispered. “Only this time, allow your fingers to touch more of that area,” he urged, his own breath coming out in a rasp.

He briefly glanced at his reflection in the mirror. His hair was disheveled, his face flushed. He wanted to buck his hips but he kept steady, giving Brie the opportunity she’d probably been denied all her life: to find her own release. Her hands found her vagina again, but this time she didn’t skim over the curly hairs, but parted them and explored the sticky wetness in between. Had he been standing further away he would have missed it, but pressed behind her, her moan was like a punch to his stomach, feeding the flame of his passion. Vincent closed his eyes, swallowing the groan in his throat and willing himself to relax.

“Again,” he said without opening his eyes.

She repeated the movement, but just as she was about to slide her fingers down to her thighs, he grabbed her hand with his left. Spreading her fingers, he forced her to delve deeper and slide the digits over the fold and curls of her pussy, spreading the wet dew lingering there.

“Vincent,” she whispered his name, her head falling against his shoulder, her body tensing slightly as he led her fingers to caress and touch her vulva repeatedly. Her wet moisture spread from her fingers to his, coating them. He groaned loudly.

“Don’t stop.” Pulling back, he brought his fingertips to his mouth and licked off the sweet honey. Their eyes met briefly in the mirror, desire clashing against desire.

Author Bio:

Defined as weird since she was about eight, Elyzabeth honors the title by making up songs about her chores, doodling stars and flowers on any blank sheet of paper and talking to her dog whenever he feigns interest.

Losing the battle to the voices in her head is her favorite pastime after annoying her younger sister with her singing. Writing stories full of passion and emotion where love conquers all is her happy pill and she’ll forgo sleep to make her readers live the dream.