Monday, April 30, 2012

Simply Sexy Stories Welcomes Mia Watts!

NG: I’m thrilled to welcome fellow TEB author Mia Watts today on Simply Sexy Stories! Hi, Mia!

MW: Hi Nichelle! Thanks for inviting me.

NG: My pleasure, Mia! Let’s start with some Mia Watts trivia questions! What’s your favorite time of day?

MW: Depends what I’m doing. If you’re talking about writing process, the morning is more productive. If you’re talking about a girl letting her hair down, that would have to be...who’m I kidding? By the time night rolls around, I’m sacked. And not in the fun way.

NG: LOL What’s your favorite place to write?

MW: I sit in a lazy boy chair in my living room. It’s the center of everything and absolutely quiet.

NG: Nice! What’s your favorite drink in the morning?

MW: Coffee. Is there anything else?

NG: What are you reading right now?

MW: I’m rereading The Secret, by Rhonda Byrne. I know. It’s not romance, but it certainly helps me focus. I’m also going through an old Mythology textbook. Those Greek gods were a rowdy bunch.

NG: Oooo...great book and I adore Greek mythology! Do you have an e-reader? If so, tell me whether it was easy or difficult to adjust to reading digital books. Do you prefer paperbacks?

MW: Sadly, I don’t. I’ve participated in several giveaways, but haven’t invested in an ebook reader of my own. I spend so much time on the computer and read from my laptop, that it isn’t particularly necessary. Also, I’m waiting for iPad to come out with a new version using Siri. Any day now, Apple…

I love paperbacks just as much as the ebook variety of literature. I think there’s something beautiful about holding an old-school book. The smell, the feel, it takes you back to the time when we threw ourselves across the bed to read and wound up staying up all night until the last page. Having said that? Nothing beats the convenience or portability of an ereader.

NG: You’ve been captured and your captor tells you to choose one book to amuse yourself during your imprisonment...which book would you choose? :)

MW: Sense and Sensibility. I’m a sucker for the old fashioned romance.

NG: What do you think is the biggest misconception about females writing in this genre?

MW: Writing m/m has some different ones that the usual. I mean, I don’t actually have a penis but I write about them. I guess the biggest—and I can say this because I’m single and dating—people I meet think I’ll be hot to trot 24/7. They think I’m exactly like the ready to go characters in my work. People, I’m normal. Mostly.

NG: :-) Do the people in your life know about your writing? Are they supportive?

MW: My best friends and other industry people know, but not my family. They found it tough to swallow (pardon the pun) when sex was behind closed doors in my old mainstream work. I’m fairly certain this pen name would get me disowned.

NG: LOL...I understand. What advice would you give to inspiring authors interested in penning successful erotic romances?

MW: Listen to the readers. Read the reviews but look for the constructive criticism, not the verbal attacks. They are the ones you want to please, so please them. Without your readers, you’re nothing. Make sure you’re grateful. You owe your success to them.

NG: So true, Mia, great advice! Okay, let's talk about your writing!

MW: Um. Okay.

NG: Hey, this is the really good part of the interview! Describe your writing process...are you a careful plotter or laid back pantster?

MW: Hard-core, unapologetic, often frantic and angsting pantser.

NG: Ha ha! I like you, Mia! How many hours a day do you try to commit to your manuscript?

MW: Between 8 and 10 hours. I have kids. I try to be a mom at night.

NG: *grins* What’s your biggest distraction from focusing on your writing?

MW: Those kids I mentioned. I adore them and they’re hilarious people.

NG: What are you working on for 2012?

MW: Oh geez. I had this conversation with my best friend recently. She laughed. I have a solid mix of Mia Watts and Katie Blu releases. A couple more m/m handcuffs and lace police books, a couple ménages, some scifi, a new series about teachers, and a few that are scheduled but undecided. A have at least one release a month. I’m aiming for more.

NG: You're a busy lady! Let's talk about Brass Balls! Great title by the way! :)

MW: I am. I’m also here to tell your readers that while I took April off from releases, I’m starting back up again at the end of May with Katie Blu’s book Trinity (Katie is the alter ego of my alter ego Mia. Yes, I’m confusing that way.)

NG: You're multi-faceted! What’s Brass Balls about?

MW: An older man, younger man story. It’s all about relationships: between family friends, mentors, police officers, superiors, etc and working things out a little differently.

NG: What inspired you to pen this story?

MW: I’m just a sucker for forbidden love. It’s a theme I love to put into my work.

NG: Mmm...forbidden love. *clears throat* Give me three reasons readers will love Brass Balls.

MW: Okay. One, two hot men. Two, forbidden romance from a childhood crush to manhood. Three, the capitulation. That’s my favorite part.

NG: Yes! What's the one thing readers can always count on when picking up one of your books?

MW: I’d like to say that at some point I have the reader smiling or laughing, but I think—no, I hope—that it’s making you forget everything else for a little while and giving the reader a thrill.

NG: Mia, thank you so much for coming on Simply Sexy Stories! Best wishes for all your endeavors in 2012!

MW: Thank you for letting me come bend your ear. Nichelle, it has been my great pleasure meeting you and a lot of fun today. Thanks again!

NG: Likewise, Mia, come back anytime!
Blurb: Kissing a fellow police officer might not have been the smartest drunken move Oak Takala has made in recent years. Okay, and it might have complicated the issue that the officer in question is his father’s former partner, Wyatt Peterman. Aaaaaand there’s the fact that Peterman is the newly appointed precinct captain.

So what the fuck? Why not go balls to the wall and make a play no one will forget?

Caution! Super Hot Excerpt Below:
This time when Oak bumped his chest out, Wyatt flattened him bodily to the wall. Air slammed out of Oak’s lungs and spilled over him. Torn between what he wanted to do and what he should do, Wyatt gave in to the stronger desire.

He took Oak’s mouth, crushing it with his own. The other man tensed at first but it didn’t take long for his lips to soften and move with Wyatt’s. Wyatt heard his own needy groan. The whisper of dread that John or Sheila might see, or might not approve, lingered at the back of his mind flavoring the kiss with the forbidden.

Oak’s lips pulled back and he bit the tip of Wyatt’s tongue before sucking it hungrily. Wyatt’s dick throbbed at the suggestion. He pushed their hips together, smiling when a soft cry came from the other man. It must have irritated Oak because he arched his neck, taking power of the kiss as though they were waging a war. Hard tooth scraped hard tooth. The edges caught his bottom lip and tugged.

Wyatt let go of his arms and held Oak’s face still, determined to wrangle a satisfying kiss from the man. He only managed to amp up his lust when kiss after kiss wasn’t enough to return him to his senses and make him want to stop.

He didn’t remember making the conscious choice to touch Oak. Nevertheless, his hands smoothed over his ribs and torso.

Oak seemed to have a better grip on himself, because he pried their bodies apart and shoved Wyatt back.

“What the fuck do you think you’re doing? You couldn’t leave me alone? You had to go and pull a douchebag move to prove how much I want you?”

Wyatt’s head swam. “I do want you.”

He ran a hand through his hair and whirled away. He paced several steps and turned to face Oak again. Anger at himself welled up inside him. It had been a douchebag move.

Oak still leaned heavily against the wall. He narrowed his eyes on Wyatt disbelievingly.

“That’s the fucking problem, Oak. I do want you.” With a self-loathing grunt, he briefly linked his fingers behind his head before dropping them to scrub over his face. “I’d have been fine if you’d never done anything. If I’d figured it out eventually, it would have been something

that I thought about in passing and ignored. But you didn’t let me. You got in my face and made me see you, damn it! What the hell am I supposed to do with this?”

“This?” Oak croaked. “Can we just be clear on what you mean? I don’t want to assume anything here.”

“This!” he shouted gesturing between them, then lower at their cocks. “This!”

“Oh, that. I have a few ideas,” Oak returned, the beginnings of a smile playing about his lips.

“Jesus, that’s not what I mean.”

“Really? I dunno because you were pointing at my dick, man. I’m pretty good about figuring out what to do with my junk.” An edge of something harsh flashed behind Oak’s humor.

“You’re getting defensive again,” Wyatt noted.

“And why the hell not, boss?” He flung his arms wide and stood away from the wall. “Do you like what you see? It’s yours, you know. I wouldn’t fight you even if I knew it meant nothing to you. Do you know why?”

Wyatt shook his head.

“Because even a one night stand is more than I’d ever hoped for when it came to getting horizontal with you. Because even if you go about business tomorrow like I’m John’s kid, I’ll remember every second of what you’d feel like in me. Because there aren’t enough years left on this planet to keep me from thinking of exactly how you taste, Captain. That’s why.”

“Don’t call me that. Not now.”

“Captain?” When Wyatt nodded, Oak continued. “Fine, Peterman. Or am I allowed to call you Wyatt.”

Wyatt’s cock uncomfortably pressed his fly at the sound of his name on Oak’s lips. “Wyatt’s fine.”

“Awesome.” Oak continued in strutting form. “Then forgive me for my insubordination, but when it comes to explaining how wrong we are together,” he broke off, positioning his hands on either side of his open fly, like a lewd bracket. “Why don’t you just suck my cock, instead, huh? How does that sound.”

“Pretty damn fine,” Wyatt decided.

He crossed the short width of hallway, shoved Oak to the wall again and dropped to his knees.

Holy fuck! Wyatt was going to do it? Stunned, Oak could barely make sense of the kneeling man in front of him. What had been issued as an insult had turned into a bizarre fantasy.

Wyatt took hold of Oak’s waistband and looked up at him. Wyatt’s clear blue eyes regarded him unwaveringly. Oak sank his fingers into the man’s thick brown hair afraid a word would either stop him or start him toward the intended goal.

His cock wanted this, but should he? “What about Owen?”

“I explained about Owen.”

“Not exactly.”

“I thought you wanted this,” Wyatt said, his voice roughened with the same desire Oak saw in his steady gaze.

“I want a lot of things. You on your knees is a highlight.”

Wyatt smiled, an almost shy, playful grin tinged with heat. The broad shouldered man at his knees had been anything but timid the entire time Oak had known him. This intimate twist gave a flip to his belly.

Wyatt yanked Oak’s pants down. “I’m going to hell for this,” he murmured. He lowered his gaze to Oak’s swollen shaft. “I’m gonna enjoy the trip.”

He placed a kiss on the moist tip. Oak cracked his head on the wall. He pushed his hips forward, wanting to watch every minute of the captain’s mouth on his dick. Wyatt seemed to know it too, because he took his goddamn time rubbing those lips back and forth on the mushroom head.

Oak’s ass clenched. His groin had tight flutters warming the secret parts of his pelvis all the way to his spine. Wyatt’s tongue flicked out over the top, tasting the drop of moisture he found there and humming approval.

Oak thought he might explode. The culmination of years of crushing, lusting after this man who’d been out of his reach and way too sexy for his own good, had ended with the object on his knees tasting him like a dessert plate. The whimper was surely a manifestation of that and not his desperation to get fucked in the ass by the same guy.

By the time Wyatt’s mouth wrapped around the top, and his eyes lifted to Oak’s, he thought his legs would give. One of Wyatt’s huge hands flattened on his belly and slid higher,

matching the slow progression of his mouth down the length of Oak’s shaft. He pulled off just as slowly.

“So pretty,” Wyatt murmured, his lips dancing along the side of the needy rod as he spoke.

“Wyatt, you’re killing me.”

“You want this as much as I do. Might as well take you to hell with me.”

Oak fisted his hair, trying to tug the other man back into place. Wyatt chuckled, but took the urged suggestion.

“I’ll suck you,” he promised. “Later I’ll take my time exploring every inch of your tight body. Understood?”

Oak nodded in jerky movements then butted his tip to Wyatt’s smiling lips.

Wyatt opened and threw delicacy to the wind as he took him in one quick swallow. Oak shuddered on a bone-deep groan. Wyatt’s lips rubbed up and down his dick, cheeks hollowing on each withdrawal. Oak sank into the sensations, the sight of the man he wanted more than anything going down on him, the friction, the heat—his head swam with it.

Wyatt slipped the side of his hand lower, coasting over the hidden entrance several times before pushing a finger in. They both groaned at the same time. He plucked the tight ring of muscles as he increased the rhythm on Oak’s cock.

Oak didn’t resist the urge to thrust, though he held himself back from the fucking he really wanted to give. Wyatt didn’t seem to mind. He swallowed deep and held. With his other hand he pulled Oak tight to his face while he constricted his throat.

Dear God, Oak would explode. Any pretense of consideration flew the coop. He grabbed the man’s head in both hands and slammed his hips in, rocking hard as he fucked Wyatt’s face with every pent up fantasy he’d had.

Wyatt took it. His eyes watered, yet he stayed in place, adding a second finger and popping the anal ring. Suddenly he pressed in three fingers and hooked them rapidly over Oak’s prostate.

Cum erupted from him. Stinging in its speed, pleasure emptied his balls into Wyatt’s throat. He pulled out enough to let him breath before rocking out the final squirts along his tongue.
*****
Brass Balls is available now with Resplendence Publishing!

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Sunday, April 29, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday - More Pleasure Please...

Welcome!

This week I'm sharing another six lines from my naughty free read Initiation! 

Set Up: Kelly embarks on a journey of pleasure as she is initiated into...The Club.

Scene: 

“Are you willing to be pleasured by more than one?”

She hesitated, this would be a first for her, something she had only imagined in her deepest fantasies. Dare she try it now?

“Kelly?” 

It was him. The one with the deepest voice and an arousing pheromone-inducing scent.



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Friday, April 27, 2012

I'd Like To Confess...

I like porn.

Yup, you read that right. If that admission horrifies you...stop reading this post NOW!


To me, there's good porn and bad porn. I've got my favorite stars! :)

I find it interesting that so many woman are afraid or unwilling to admit they enjoy porn. I've heard and read all the arguments and reasons for why porn is bad. If it's not for you...it's not for you. We can't all like the same things. 

I write erotic romance which IS NOT porn. Many erotic romance authors have discussed this and I feel I must make this distinction here too. Erotic romance is about the feelings and emotions that build-up to a sexual relationship that is going to end with the 'L' word. 

Erotic romance is about L-O-V-E. 

The sex is just the icing on the cake.

Porn is just sex. An act of lust...nothing more.

Back to the icing on the erotic romance cake. :)

I've got a very active imagination, but sometimes I seek out a visual interpretation of a scene I'm trying to write. I watch porn because sometimes it helps me paint a more vivid erotic picture as I'm crafting a smokin' hot sex scene.

Hell, I watch it because it turns me on and when I'm turned on...I write. I love erotic romance because it explores the depths and layers of human relationships and shows how passion, lust and desire affects us all. For me, the sex is the icing on the cake! 

And, oh, how I love the frosting!


Tuesday, April 24, 2012

Fast Five With Ranae Rose!

NG: Welcome to Fast Five with Ranae Rose! Hey, Ranae!

RR: Hey, Nichelle! :) Thank you for having me as a guest on your blog.

NG: It's always a pleasure, Ranae! Tell me what Haunted Passions is all about?

RR: It’s a story about three people who are in love, but are faced with societal strictures (Haunted Passions is set in New York shortly after the Revolutionary War), personal doubts and, oh yeah… a demon who’s haunting their village and has it out for two of them, in particular. As you’d probably guess, these issues cause a lot of internal and external conflict, and they almost don’t make it.

NG: Oooo...exciting premise! Why did you want to write this story?

RR: The opening scene of this story (which you can read at my website, if you’d like) came to me, and I had to write it. I knew the basic premise of the book then, and I’ve always loved The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, so it was a pleasure to put my own sensual twist on a classic tale. In my version, Brom and John (that’s what I named the ‘Ichabod’ character) are lovers instead of rivals, and everyone gets a happy ending.

NG: Why are you drawn to writing M/M/F ménage romances?

RR: Writing about three people being in love instead of two can be challenging, sensual and fun. And I prefer M/M/F ménages to M/F/M ones because I personally think it’s a lot more romantic (and hot!) if the men are in love and interacting too. Plus, it feels like I’m putting all the characters on a more equal plane instead of having two characters (the men) focus all their love and attention on one (the woman).

NG: What do you think readers will love about this tale?

RR: Haunted Passions doesn’t skimp on the M/M romance and sex. In fact, Katrina remains a virgin until she’s married, so at the beginning of the book, there’s only M/M sex (though she is, of course, still a part of the story). So, if anyone is a reader (like me) who enjoys M/M romance and prefers for that to be an important aspect of an M/M/F ménage, I think (hope!) they’ll be pleased. And of course, I think the story will appeal to those who has a soft-spot for The Legend of Sleepy Hollow, or perhaps just paranormal stories in general.

NG: What can readers look forward to next from Ranae Rose?

RR: I’m so glad you asked, because I recently finished writing Whiskey Dreams, which is the prequel to Haunted Passions. Whiskey Dreams is a novella that tells the story of how Brom and John first met and fell in love. After finishing Haunted Passions, I just had to write it, and I’m really excited to share it with readers. In fact, when it releases, I’m planning to make it free for a limited time. It’s been a while since I’ve offered a new free read, and I feel like this is a good time. :) So, for anyone who’d like a free copy when it comes out, just keep an eye on my website/blog/social media for the latest news.

NG: Sweet! Thank you so much for stopping by, Ranae! I wish you all the best with this release!

RR: Thank you, Nichelle, for the well-wishes, and for allowing me to be a guest on your blog.

NG: Anytime, Ranae! :)

Blurb: Losing one’s heart to another man is dangerous enough without the added threat of a supernatural terror. But that hasn’t stopped John Crane and Brom Bones from falling hard in love – with each other, and with the alluring Katrina Van Tassel. When Brom becomes engaged to Katrina, John is sure the wedding will tear him and Brom apart, and their love sparks a struggle between passion and loyalty. But Brom is determined to keep both of his lovers, and Katrina has some secret desires of her own – desires that haunt only the wildest of John’s dreams and blur the lines they’ve all been fighting not to cross. Is it possible for three people to be in love? Their passion won’t be enough to keep them together if something isn’t done about the evil that’s haunting Sleepy Hollow: a headless horseman who rides to kill.

Caution! Super Hot Excerpt Below:
He lay on top of her, his lips still at her breast, his hips against her body. His erection was pressed flush against her thigh, and it felt sinfully good to have her beneath him. Too good. He raised his head and rolled, sinking onto the mattress beside her, cupping one of her breasts, unable to bring himself to give up contact completely. She sighed, her chest rising and falling, her nipple a warm pinprick against his thumb.

The mattress shifted, and Brom lay down on the other side of her, stripped to the waist. When had he removed his waistcoat and shirt? A quick look revealed that they lay on the floorboards, forgotten. He looked every bit as tempting as she did, his muscles hard and defined, his cock fully erect against the front of his breeches. Brom cupped Katrina’s other breast, teasing the stiff peak between his thumb and forefinger, then abandoning it in favor of smoothing his hand over her belly and eventually slipping it between her thighs, where her dainty curls were as golden as the hair that streamed over her shoulders.

She uttered a small gasp of surprise as Brom slid his fingers over her folds, touching the bud above. Was this the first time he’d touched her there? John tore his gaze away from the sight for just a moment, glancing at her face. Yes, he’d be willing to bet that it was. Brom had been a proper suitor and gentleman – thanks, perhaps, to the fact that he’d had John to bear the brunt of his passions. And now… Well, it was difficult to imagine anything more erotic than the sight of Brom introducing her to this, bringing her body to life. She arched against the mattress, moaning as he moved his fingertips in a circular motion. John cupped her breast more firmly by reflex, touching her nipple in a similar fashion, then pinching it lightly between his thumb and forefinger. He was rewarded with another gasp.

He quickly became absorbed in her signals, everything from the rush of her breath to the slight movements of her hips and the way her breast swelled beneath his hand as she breathed. It was a shock when his name tumbled from her lips. “John, do you intend to ever undress?”

He met her eyes as his face heated. Strange that he should be embarrassed by her request when he lay beside her with his hands on her naked body, still tasting her on his tongue. She’d pressed one hand against Brom’s bare chest, her nails digging into his skin as he touched her, now at a lazier pace. Judging by the slight smile on his lips and the lust in his eyes, he seemed to be enjoying her fierce grip.

In truth, John wanted nothing more than to remove his clothing and lie naked beside her, feeling every inch of her softness against his body, his cock. But did he dare? His clothing was as comforting as it was frustrating, an effective barrier between him and her sweet, bare body. God, but he wanted to ravage her, to—

“Of course he does,” Brom said, his dark eyes flickering up to meet John’s. An instant later, he pulled his hand from Katrina’s body and reached across her, his fingers settling on the top button of John’s waistcoat. He undid it, his eyes gleaming with deliberate intent. 

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Sunday, April 22, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday - With Your Permission...

Welcome!

This week I'm sharing six lines from my naughty free read Initiation!

Set Up: Kelly embarks on a journey of pleasure as she is initiated into...The Club.

Scene:
"Kelly?"

The deep voice was close to her face and Kelly could smell his skin as he kissed her cheek.

She swallowed, feeling hands in her hair, rubbing her scalp in slow sensuous movements.

“Yes?”

“Are you ready to be pleasured beyond your wildest dreams?”

"Yes."

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Wednesday, April 18, 2012

Simply Sexy Stories Welcomes ER Pierce!

NG: I’m welcoming ER Pierce on Simply Sexy Stories! Hi, ER!

EP: Hey Nichelle, thank you so much for having me at Simply Sexy Stories. I love your blog and I am a huge fan of your posts and flashes.

NG: Awww! Thank you! Let’s start with some ER Pierce trivia questions! What’s your favorite time of day?

EP: Mid-morning, after I've had a shot of Caffeine, but before I crash from said caffeine * laughs *

NG: What’s your favorite place to write?

EP: I like to write in bed. I enjoy being comfortable and in familiar surroundings. If I can't write at home because the little monsters...uhh...the kids are being rambunctious, I pack up my laptop and headphones and head to the local coffee house.

NG: I like to write in bed too! What’s your favorite drink in the morning?

EP: Without a doubt, ice coffee with chocolate syrup. I would not function without my morning dose of sugar. (I can hear my co-authoring laughing as he reads this.)

NG: What are you reading right now?

EP: About that Night by Julie James. Ms. James is one of my favorite authors in the Contemporary Romance genre. She has a fresh style and great characters.

NG: Do you have an e-reader? If so, tell me whether it was easy or difficult to adjust to reading digital books. Do you prefer paperbacks?

EP: I have a Kindle and a Nook. Though I prefer my K3. The transition was simple for me. Did I want to try and find a place for 300+ paperback books, or have 300 books on one tiny little device... No brainer. I donated most of my paperback and hardcover books to the library. I have two shelves where I keep my signed copies, ARC's and personal favorites that I re-read or have special meaning.

NG: You’ve been captured and your captor tells you to choose one book to amuse yourself during your imprisonment...which book would you choose?

EP: Shit that is a toss up. Any In Death (J.D. Robb) or Kate Daniels (Ilona Andrews) Novel.

NG: What do you think is the biggest misconception about females writing in this genre?

EP: I've never really thought about it, but I guess they might think we don't have every day, normal lives outside of writing hot and steamy books ;) Or that we sit around and watch porn to gather ideas. * shuffles through porn collection * Oh. Uh. You caught me.

NG: lol...Do the people in your life know about your writing? Are they supportive?

EP: Yes, my family knows what I write, and are my biggest champions. I'm lucky.

NG: That's wonderful! What advice would you give to other writers looking to self-publish?

EP: Make sure you have an entrepreneurial mindset, if you don't, consider shopping your novel to a publishing house. Self-Publishing is not easy. You are everything. You pay for everything. You do everything. You. You. You. And only You. I wouldn't have it any other way, personally. I love self-publishing.

NG: I admire the drive and commitment it takes to self-publish. Okay, let's talk about your writing! Describe your writing process...are you a careful plotter or laid back pantster?

EP: The dreaded question. Most of the time, I fly by the seat of my pants. Some of my novels have loose outlines. It varies project to project. I don't like to hem myself in with a rigid outline, but at the same time, I can appreciate how an outline aids my stories and keeps my wayward brain on track.

NG: How many hours a day do you try to commit to your manuscript?

EP: At least one. I have four children who are still rather needy and demanding, and they always come first. I write when I can. In a perfect world, I'd write all day long, sipping sangria on a beach in Maui, surrounded by naked men at my beck and call-- but alas, twas not meant to be.

NG: What’s your biggest distraction from focusing on your writing?

EP: Freaking Facebook. * laughs *

NG: lol...What are you working on for 2012?

EP: Oh I have so many projects. I'm working on Steel #1.5 which features Ville and Serena from Fractured Moon. I'm also congruently writing #2.5, and plotting the next Ceithin and Aurelia full length novel. I'm co-authoring with Benjamin T. Russell on a joint/overlapping series that rocks, and I cannot wait to share it with you all! I have outlined my next two erotic marriage novella's in my contemporary romance series. And I hope to have a prequel out soon featuring the Villain from the Steel Series.

NG: You are a busy lady! Let's talk about your debut release Fractured Moon. What's this story all about?

EP: Fractured Moon is about Aurelia Fridell, who struggles with being a defective werewolf. Defective because she cannot shift to her four legged counter-part when everyone in her family can. She has a twin brother named Ville, and he is her confidant, best friend and has the power to hurt her the most, because they can feel each others emotions. The Werewolf culture is based solely on lore, and at almost thirty years old, Aurelia still has no idea why she is different. Fractured Moon is about her journey, and finding answers. She also finds her {True} mate. Ceithin and Aurelia have a rough start because Ceithin is already involved with someone. He fights a lot of inner battles.

NG: I love the premise, ER! What inspired you to pen this tale?

EP: It's hard to say, I wish I knew where ideas and creativity came from. They {Aurelia and Ceithin} jumped and latched onto my brain and wouldnft let go. I tried to shake them loose. I tried to ignore them, but when they intruded on my already precious sleep time, I gave in and started writing. I'll say that the story originated as something completely different and morphed into what you'll read today. I'm happy with the direction Fractured Moon took, though it was a hard fought journey.

NG: Give me three reasons readers will love Fractured Moon.

EP: One: Aurelia is relateable. She has self-confidence issues, and she could be your best friend, or your neighbor. She harbors an inner strength that shines and carries her through her hardships. She's normal, well, for a werewolf. OK, almost werewolf.

Two: When Ceithin and Aurelia are together, they light up the pages. They have insane chemistry.

Three: Fractured Moon will keep you guessing and clicking the next button trying to figure out what is going to happen next. I can guarantee it will surprise you.

NG: I'm sold! What's the one thing readers can always count on when picking up one of your books?

EP: An interesting and unique story. A break from the norm and everyday tropes in paranormal romance and the subsidiaries. Books with emotion and characters you will root for.

NG: Thank you so much for coming on Simply Sexy Stories, ER, best wishes for all your endeavors in 2012!

EP: Thank you Nichelle, I appreciate you sampling a taste of my...stories. I hope to return the favor someday.

Blurb: Aurelia Fridell will always be a freak. Born to werewolf parents, her twin brother Ville can shift forms, but she can't. Twenty-five years searching for answers yields nothing.

As her thirtieth birthday approaches, isolation creeps in, and worry settles in her gut. She accepted her existence long ago, and yet lately, she's felt off-kilter. Eyes follow her, prickling her senses. Her headaches are getting worse.

Is she paranoid, or is there really someone, or something, stalking her? Watching. Waiting. Drumming fingers to a sinister beat she can't hear.

Time will tell.

Ceithin Starkley isn't looking for a mate. Especially now. In fact, he doesn't believe in true-matings at all. While he is being recruited for a new job, a scent on the wind stuns him, and he finds himself fighting an inner battle he never wanted, yet can't ignore.

Sparks fly, as Ceithin and Aurelia fight fate and race against a clock neither knows is ticking. 


Will he claim Aurelia before he loses her for good?

Warning: This book is sexy. Contains a drool-worthy Alpha male wearing Beta clothing. A sassy and sweet heroine with brains and brothers you'll adore. A best friend every girl would love to hate. I mean have. And an impossible road no one will see coming.


Caution! Tantalizing Excerpt Below:
"Looking for me," his voiced whispered into my ear.

I yelped.

"Oh, my god! Ceithin you scared the shit out of me!" About to wheel around, his hands snaked around my waist, and he pulled me up flush against his rock hard chest. His erection pressed up tight against my ass, and I couldn't stop rocking back against him, eliciting a rumble from deep in his throat. His hands caressed my sides, up and down, and he lightly traced the underside of my breasts with his fingertips, causing my nipples to pucker and juices to flood between my legs. He leaned his head down and licked the steaming water off my neck, using the tip of his tongue to trace up the vein to my ear lobe, where he bit down and tugged.

I moaned and leaned further back, tilting my head to give him easier access. He walked us backwards, where we had better footing. The pools graded from four feet to over twelve feet. He stopped when water reached the top of my breasts. He turned me around and looked deep into my eyes. "This place is beautiful, Aurelia; the smells, the sounds, the moon overhead. I can see why this place makes you peaceful." He touched his nose to mine, softly, staring into my eyes.

I watched his pupils dilate further, and his gorgeous bi-colored eyes took on a sheen of animal intensity and vibrant lust. His erection pressed between my legs, trapped within the V of my body. He began to inch his way out and slide in. I clenched my thighs together, making a tighter channel. Between the warm water, the scent of us together, and the raw naked lust raging between us, we'd be coming soon, and we hadn't had sex yet.

He breathed into my ear, "I want to make love to you. I want to slide in your wet heat and pull my cock back, inch by inch, torturing us both, then slam back inside, making us groan."

God I wanted that too. I was afraid if we had sex now, the bonding process would begin, and I wasn't sure if we were ready for permanent commitment. He had to feel the intensity too. It couldn't only be one sided...could it? Fuck.

"I want that too, Ceithin. I want that more than anything." Who wouldn't? I mean just look at the man. His slumbering bedroom eyes, his rock hard chest, his perfectly shaped torso leading to a sexy V, and down the pleasure trail, to where his huge cock waited. I whimpered as he slipped between my thighs rocking us slowly, but soon his hips started moving faster and faster. He pulled his cock away from the juncture between my thighs, and the acute loss pissed me off. I snarled at him.

He chuckled.

I opened my mouth to berate him for teasing me, but he spun me around again and wedged his hard length back between my ass and thighs. He rocked, but this time, his hands joined in the fun. One pinched my nipple as the other traveled all the way south and pinched the hood of my clit. Strong fingers tugged, fast and sure, causing me to jerk and shudder. I'd been on the verge of orgasm since we left my hotel. He pulled taut on my lips, circling my clit with his forefinger and the orgasm slammed into me so hard and fast, blinding white light and bright little orbs flashed before my eyes. He growled and moaned behind me, and since I wanted to touch him too, I reached down between my thighs and touched the head of his cock with my warm shaky fingers, sliding my tips over his slit and made an O with thumb and forefinger.

As his crown punched through the ring, I tightened my grip around him, sliding them up and down his length.

"God, so good, Aurelia." He bit down on my earlobe, mumbling nonsensical words.

"Haven't...touched a woman...in a year." Harsher panting. "You're so hot and tight. I can't wait to...make you mine." He clamped down harder, licked the rivets of perspiration trailing down my neck, then his panting grew heavier. "Need you, need you so much." A deep croak rumbled out of his throat. He thrust faster. His chest heaved behind me, his arms held me tight, like unmovable steel bands. Only his hips moved, faster, and faster.

He came hard. My smile widened as he shuddered behind me and bit down on my neck with his teeth, drawing blood. Showing dominant ownership of my body. I sighed. Content. Then the panic started. I broke out in a cold sweat, the heated water like millions of tiny icicles coating my skin.

He licked the spot he'd bitten, the soft sweep of his tongue over his mark, my undoing. Sudden yearning sprang from my heart, and it scared me to death. To let him see my emotions, this soon...I couldn't. So I did what any sane woman would do. I used my ass to push him back a step, and dove under the water like an otter. I kicked hard and his hands missed my ankle by inches. The murky water made it impossible for him to see me. I dove down to the deepest part of the pool and stayed under as long as my breath would hold. I composed myself before blowing out a few air bubbles and launching off the floor to break the surface of the water.

I looked around the pool to find it empty. Ceithin was gone.



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Fractured Moon is available here:
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Check out Finding Time by ER Pierce too!

Are you a mother? Do you feel like you've lost your way as a woman? Wish you could find time and different ways to be intimate with your husband or partner? Here is a book for you.

Who is Eliza Prince? She doesn't know anymore. She's a mother. A wife. But what happened to the sexy woman? The woman who wore heels and skirts and had passion with her husband? Now her husband sleeps on the couch, and she sleeps with the kids.

Finding Time is about reconnecting. An erotic marriage novella with fantasies and eroticism. It's about communication.

Every mother will relate to Eliza. Her body changed, her self-confidence shattered and she lost her female identity.

Now, she wants it back. Her desires are strong. She hopes her husband Jett will be on board with her plans.

Warning: This monogamous novella burns up the pages. It's real and heartfelt. Sexy and Erotic!


Curious about ER Pierce?

Tuesday, April 17, 2012

Cum On...Talk To Me!

There's something so erotic about a lover whispering in your ear before and during sex. The right words can heightening arousal, electrify the moment and deepening the connection between lovers. Talking dirty intimidates some, but it shouldn't. Say what comes naturally to you. Talk about what you're feeling or how you feel about the person you're with. You'd be amazed at how so few words could spurn your lover on! 


I'm not talking about just saying: "yes, yes!" or "omg" over and over...no, you really should try adding a few more words to your naughty vocabulary. Be free. Say what you really want or need. Be creative and don't worry about being sexy....you already are! 


Still don't know what to say? Here are a few you could try:


"That's it, oh, god, right there!"


"Mmm...you feel so good, baby."


"I love the way you -----"


The point here is...SAY SOMETHING! I'm not saying you need to talk the whole time...don't be completely silent! Surprise yourself and your lover!


So, tell me, what do you like to hear or say? Conversely, what's the one thing your lover could say that would turn you off instantly?


~Nichelle

Sunday, April 15, 2012

Wednesday, April 11, 2012

For Research Purposes...

Happy Hump Day!


I do hope your Wednesday is shaping up or down nicely! I'm very excited to finally begin working on a new story! One of the best parts of starting something new is research! Mmm hmmm....I always enjoy searching for a few stimulating visuals that pertain to the story idea in my head. Today, I'm sharing some of those pics that are inspiring my muse for my current WIP...enjoy!




*sigh* 


I just love doing research!  ;-)






Monday, April 9, 2012

Fast Five With K D Grace!

NG: Welcome to Fast Five with K D Grace! Hey, K D!

KD: Hi Nichelle! Thanks so much for having me on Fast Five!

NG: My pleasure, K D! Let's jump right in! What's Body Temperature and Rising all about?

KD: Body Temperature and Rising is about a coven of witches who are under siege by a demon who carries a very old grudge against the high priestess, Tara Stone. Both the coven’s near destruction and the help they need to subdue Deacon, the demon, comes in the unusual package of Marie Warren, an American running away from the fast pace life of an investment banker to the peace of the Cumbrian countryside, where she has taken up residence in a cottage on a farm belonging to the very sexy, Tim Meriwether, who has had his own run-ins with Deacon. Up until a voyeuristic encounter on the fells in which Marie watches Tara and the charming ghost, Anderson make love, she has no idea that she has the power to enflesh ghosts and release demons. She and Tim are drawn into the Elemental Coven and taught the rare form of sex magic the coven practices, a form of magic that gives ghost temporary access to the pleasures of the flesh. The same power of lust that gives corporeal form can also take away. It is the power of Marie and Tim’s lust that is the key to defeating Deacon before he can take his revenge and destroy them all.

NG: Ooo...I love the premise! Why did you want to write this story?

KD: Believe it or not, the story started out as a project for National Novel Writing Month three years ago. It was my first attempt at an erotic novel and my first attempt at writing anything paranormal. The inspiration for the novel came from an experience my husband and I had when walking the high fells in the Lake District. We got caught in a storm and the mist came down. It was quite frightening when a fairly familiar path suddenly seemed suddenly alien. That experience inspired the open scene. I knew from the beginning the novel would be set in the Lake District because it’s one of my very favourite places on the planet, and it’s a perfect setting for ghosts and witches.

I did get the rough draft of the novel finished in the allotted month, but by that time I had other projects going, and I set it aside. In the meantime I published The Initiation of Ms Holly and The Pet Shop with Xcite Books. Then one day I pulled out the manuscript for Body Temperature and Rising, then called Love Spells, and on a lark, rewrote the first three chapters and sent them to Xcite. They said yes! It was only when I started to work seriously on the second draft that I realized the scope of the story I wanted to tell was way too big for one novel, so I proposed the Lakeland Heatwave Trilogy to Xcite, and again they said yes.

NG: How exciting! Why are you drawn to writing paranormal romances?

KD: I spent several years working with a Wiccan coven and studying paganism, and since I started writing erotica, I have found myself fascinated with the idea of sex as magic, as sex being the catalyst to set magic in motion. The world in which my witches and ghosts live is a world where powerful spells are woven through sex, insights are made into the deeper self through sex and healing of ancient wounds can only take place in the arms of a loving, giving sexual relationship.

NG: Sex and magic is a delicious combo, K D! What do you think readers will love about this tale?

KD: So far readers are fascinated by the idea of sex magic. Also the story itself is fast paced, dark and more than a little bit scary. My characters are constantly walking a thin line between the pleasure of le petit mort and the danger of real death. There is a level of trust that develops in the whole coven family, which has lived in siege mode for a long time, when Tim and Marie become a part of their world. That sense of family and yet more than family, almost an open marriage type relationship gives the Elemental Coven the feel of a group, I think, people would like to be a part of. The sex is hot, the story is intense and the characters are all deeply and deliciously flawed. And the bad guy is really nasty too.

NG: Mmm...I want to read this book! What can readers look forward to next from K D Grace?

KD: Right now I’m working on Riding the Ether, which is the second book of the Lakeland Heatwave Trilogy, and I’m very excited about the twists and turns the Elemental Coven are taken me through along the way. I think it will be equally fast paced and intense and very sexy. When I’m done with that I hope to move right on into book three, Elemental Fire. I’ve also got a couple of shorter projects on my plate as well, including a novella.

NG: You're a busy lady! I'm so happy you stopped by to chat today, K D! I wish you all the best with this release!

KD: Thanks for having me, Nichelle. It’s a real pleasure to be here and to talk about Body Temperature and Rising.

Blurb: American transplant to the Lake District, MARIE WARREN, didn’t know she could unleash demons and enflesh ghosts until a voyeuristic encounter on the fells ends in sex with the charming ghost, ANDERSON and night visits from a demon. To help her cope with her embarrassing and dangerous new abilities, Anderson brings her to the ELEMENTALS, a coven of witches who practice rare sex magic that temporarily allows ghosts access to the pleasures of the flesh.

DEACON, the demon Marie has unleashed, holds an ancient grudge against TARA STONE, coven high priestess, and will stop at nothing to destroy all she holds dear. Marie and her landlord, the reluctant young farmer, TIM MERIWETHER, are at the top of his list. Marie and Tim must learn to wield coven magic and the numinous power of their lust to stop Deacon’s bloody rampage before the coven is torn apart and more innocent people die.

Caution! Super Sexy Excerpt Below: Fiori would not allow the return to Lacewing Cottage before stuffing everyone with roast chicken and all the trimmings topped off with raspberry white chocolate pavlova. They would all need their strength, she said, and none of the Elementals ever argued with Fiori where food was concerned. But by the time the last of the pavlova was eaten and the coffee was served up, Marie had the sneaking suspicion something else other than the fabulous meal was going on. She sat between Tim and Anderson, and even if she hadn’t been able to see that they both had fly-bursting hard-ons, the way they both squirmed and shifted and the smell of Tim’s heat would have been a dead giveaway. She was sure they both could smell her lust, even above the delicious scent of the meal, and she was more than a little bit worried that the cushion on her chair would be wet before the table was cleared. It was early evening when the three finally left for Lacewing Farm, amid a flurry of embraces and well-wishes from the three remaining witches.

Anderson took Marie by the hand and pulled her into the back seat of Tim’s Land Rover. Before Tim had the engine started, the ghost had her blouse open and a heavy-nippled breast excavated and pressed to his lips. Up front Tim adjusted the mirror so that Marie could see his eyes. Then before he started the engine, she heard the zip of his fly, and he wriggled and shifted in the seat. She saw his eyelids flutter, heard the hitch in his breath, then he revved the motor and they were off.

It wasn’t a long drive, but Marie was sure the windows would have been steamed had they not been wide open. Anderson had greedily freed both her breast and suckled them alternately while one hand found its way up under her short denim skirt and into her panties. All the while his erection, straining at his black trousers, rubbed and gouged against her thigh. Though she couldn’t see what Tim was doing, he was definitely driving with one hand on the wheel, and the way he was struggling to breathe left little doubt where his other hand was. That only made Anderson’s stroking and tweaking feel even hotter.

They barely got out of the Land Rover before Tim, making no effort to zip himself in -- though Marie doubted he could if he wanted to -- dragged her bodily from Anderson’s gropings. Then he took her mouth for himself and yanked aside the crotch of her panties to finger his way in between her creamy folds.

Anderson shoved in next to him, as close as he could get, and went to work kneading her breasts and kissing and nibbling any bare skin he could find. There was getting to be more and more of it by the second, as they all three stumbled and pushed their way toward the door of Tim’s cottage.

‘They did something to us, didn’t they?’ Tim gasped when he came up for air. ‘Some sort of spell.’ Then he went back to eating her mouth as though he hadn’t just had Fiori’s four course meal.

‘Magic was not necessary,’ Anderson breathed, nipping at a tender spot on Marie’s nape. ‘We three are not in need of their assistance where the pleasures of the flesh are concerned.’

They shoved and groped and pushed their way into the lounge. There was a fire built in the fireplace and an open bottle of wine breathing on the coffee table accompanied by three glasses. Marie figured Tiggs and Finney had taken care of that on Fiori’s orders.

As both men tugged her down into the pile of cushions on the stripped wood floor, she took the initiative. She guided Anderson’s right hand from her breasts down to rest on Tim’s erection, which was shoving at her thigh. And it was as though everything was suddenly freeze framed. The only sound, the only hint of motion was their own desperate breathing and the crackle and dance of the fire.


***** 
Body Temperature and Rising is available now in print and ebook format!

Author Bio: K D Grace was born with a writing obsession. It got worse once she actually learned HOW to write. There's no treatment for it. It's progressive and chronic and quite often interferes with normal, everyday functioning. She might actually be concerned if it wasn't so damned much fun most of the time.

K D's critically acclaimed erotic romance novels, The Initiation of Ms Holly, The Pet Shop and Lakeland Heatwave Book 1: Body Temperature and Rising are published by Xcite Books and are available from all good paperback and eBook retailers.

Her erotica has been published with Xcite Books, Mammoth, Cleis Press, Harper Collins Mischief Books, Black Lace, Erotic Review, Ravenous Romance, Sweetmeats Press and Scarlet Magazine.

Find out more about K D Grace on her website, http://kdgrace.co.uk. She's also on Facebook (http://www.facebook.com/kdgraceauthor) and Twitter (http://www.twitter.com/kd_grace).

Sunday, April 8, 2012

Six Sentence Sunday - Warm-Up Gets Hot!

Welcome!

This week I'm sharing six lines from my sexy free read Vanilla Virgin!



Set Up: Nikki's personal trainer is attuned to all her physical needs...even more than she realizes.
Scene: After a year of working out together Ryan knew a lot about her...maybe even more than some of her friends. She always found it interesting how he could pick up on her moods. He knew when to push and when to simply encourage her.

Nikki blinked, embarrassed by her thoughts again. She didn't want him to know she was fantasizing about him grabbing her hips, bending her over the workout bench and...

"Earth to Nikki," Ryan teased as he stopped to look at her.

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Friday, April 6, 2012

Simply Sexy Stories Welcomes Ray Sostre!

NG: I’m welcoming Ray Sostre on Simply Sexy Stories! Hi, Ray!

RS: Hey Hiyadoin’? So happy to be here!

NG: Let’s start with some Ray Sostre trivia questions! What’s your favorite time of day?

RS: While I may be a night person, I enjoy the evening more I can feel the energy more.

NG: Me too! What’s your favorite place to write?

RS: Always in a spare bedroom that has been converted into an office.

NG: What’s your favorite drink in the morning?

RS: I enjoy drinking herbal tea. Lately, I’ve been on a blueberry binge with agave nectar, and fresh lemon wedge in my tea.

NG: Sounds delish, I love a hot cup of tea! What are you reading right now?

RS: I’m actually reading two “Sex Tales by West County by Ken Charles and “Ours Until Morning.” by Jodi Olson.

NG: Do you have an e-reader? If so, tell me whether it was easy or difficult to adjust to reading digital books. Do you prefer paperbacks?

RS: As much as I wish to have one, I don’t have a hand held e-reader at this time. However on my smart phone I’m able to read stuff off of Nook or Kindle, along with PDF files, of course, but I love e-books far more than paperback because of the privacy at my job. I don’t have worry about offending someone on the genre I read at work. ;-)

NG: You’ve been captured and your captor tells you to choose one book to amuse yourself during your imprisonment...which book would you choose? J

RS: Irresistible Nemisis by Annalynne Russo. I love the story! Author Annalynne Russo puts Buffy The Vampire Slayer into shame and I would probably want another book snuck in to my virtual cell. LOL!

NG: What do you think is the biggest misconception about males writing in this genre?

RS: That we're considered perverts and we have no sense of morality when we write this genre. While I may have come from a socially liberal background, I knew men who come from a socially conservative background and they enjoy reading and writing the genre. On top, these men raise their kids very well; they’re kids are not traumatized nor harmed, but maybe embarrassed to tell their friends. Overall, the male authors I have interacted with are devoted husbands, fathers, partners, and great people with better moral ground than those who preach what they don’t practice.

NG: Well said and so true, Ray. You’re an author and you also the creative mind behind AfterDark Online. What is this site all about?


RS: Founded in 2010, AfterDark Online is a place where people can express their erotic talent through their stories and poems. We network with other sites and host contests every other month, particularly through a partnership with an online magazine blog “Sex Marks the G-Spot” & “Front Seat Romance” and through a publisher “No Boundaries Press”.

One contest we are hosting bi-monthly is “An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words Contest.” The contest is all about finding a muse from a selected picture and the author will have to write a scene between 1-2k words, off the top of their head. The first place winner will receive a contract through No Boundaries Press.

NG: What prompted you to get AfterDark Online off the ground?

RS: Originally, in the summer of 2009, the site was intended to be an online adult boutique shop, selling toys, lubes, videos, and lingerie. However, the idea didn’t follow through because the person I wanted to go into business with had a kid and I had to place everything on hold until the summer of 2010.

At the time I lost my job to a company that bought out my workplace, I had a lot of free time on my hands. I spent much of my time reading stories from Lush Stories, Literotica, and other sites. It was then, I decided to give AfterDark Online a new purpose. In October 2010, the site was established, but getting it known was the hardest thing to do. It wasn’t easy, but I found one author who was willing to take a chance with me with a few of her stories. Then my biggest break of all was Twitter. AfterDark Online had a Facebook page, but my exposure came from Twitter, where I met Gina Kincade and Penny Peterssen of Naughty Nights Press, and everything else became history for me.

AfterDark Online was getting its recognition, but it didn’t become a familiar name until the summer of 2011 when I hosted a submission call for “Safe Sex Stories” to help raise AIDS Awareness Month. From August until December, I received 12 submission calls from wonderful people who help contributed their time and talent to AfterDark Online. 


But as stories were coming in, I needed to find ways to keep up with the pace and give the site more spice. That was when I teamed up with an author, blog guru, and founder of a hot blog site “Sex Marks The G-Spot”, Dawne Prochilo, and also author, blogger, and founder of an upcoming Publishing Company, Kharisma Rhayne to host a contest that has taken off with a bang.

NG: Where would you like to see AfterDark Online in the next five years?

RS: Five years from now (2017), I want AfterDark Online to be an influential site in the industry of erotic romance, networking with publishers, a place to shop for e-books by both indie-publishers and estab-publishers, also hosting more than just one contest, while having articles from other blogs to network with the site. I want to create a place for the readers by the readers, a place for authors by authors, and a place for publishers by publishers.

I know I can’t do it alone, but I’m willing to partner up with people who share the same vision.

NG: Which do you prefer...writing your own stories or reading the ones submitted to AfterDark Online?

RS: That is an interesting question. I enjoy doing both. I love writing my own stories because I have so many ideas that run through my head that I need to put it on paper. If I don’t, I will kick myself in the ass for not doing it.

NG: Any new submission calls you’d like to share here?

RS: I would love to announce three actually. At this time, AfterDark Online is hosting a submission call for “An Erotic Picture Worth A Thousand Words Contest” The contest is really a bi-monthly competition where authors write a short story scene between 1-2k words, based on a picture selected by ADO and its partners in order to win a publishing contract with No Boundaries Press. We are currently running on until April 30th. Much of the advertising is on Twitter #AnEroticPic1kContest

Another contest is a sweet romance developed by Dawne Prochilo “Curvy and Proud Contest” It is right now in the making before we could announce it, but this contest is all about writing sweet romance stories about women curvaceous women. I have read stories where some women are described as petite or just off the cover a magazine, but there aren’t that many stories that describe a woman with a voluptuous figure. Besides, not every romantic woman is created equally.

The third submission call is a charitable event. In September 2012, I will host, once again, a submission call for safe-sex stories to help raise AIDS Awareness. While I write sex scene where characters don’t have to wear condoms, I also know that my characters in the stories are immune from sexually transmitted diseases. However, we aren’t in reality. The purpose of these calls is to encourage safe sex. Not matter how you live your life, always remember that life is too short to lose a reader, an author, or anybody. Protect yourself and know how to protect yourself.

NG: I love that, Ray! This is a great way to bring awareness to this issue. Do the people in your life know about your writing and that you’re the creative mind behind AfterDark Online? Are they supportive?

RS: My woman of more than 7 years knows what I do. While she hasn’t read any of my work, I do receive the support and advice from her. The people in my town think I’m doing a good thing; although, some think I’m a “whack-job” for coming out with something like that, because they think I write porn, but I don’t need to explain myself to those who have that opinion about me. I did it for the reason that I love what I do, and I don’t regret it.

NG: Bravo, Ray! What advice would you give to inspiring authors interested in penning successful erotic romances?

RS: Don’t think this is all you know, expand your mind and keep it open for more learning. You will always be hit with a curveball, and that will test your ability if you’re willing to learn something new.

Make sure you learn the industry. Don’t assume the erotic romance is all about sex. While we write sexual situations on paper, we are also adding life, reason, and purpose from the characters in our story; make sure you read other people’s work, in order to understand the industry more.

And lastly, don’t ever quit! Just because you got a rejection letter, or a bad rep from one person’s POV, doesn’t mean you should hang up your work. I started out the same way like anyone else. Plus, I had struggled after being away from writing for thirteen years. I made improvements, and I know you can too.

For two years, I learned a lot and I’m still learning the industry more.

NG: Great advice for all writers! Okay, let's talk about your writing.

RS: Coolness! :-D


NG: Describe your writing process...are you a careful plotter or laid back pantster?

RS: I’m a bit of both, but I like being a careful plotter on my stories more, because I can map it out on paper and follow through. Most of my stories are plotted, so I’m in good hands.

NG: How many hours a day do you try to commit to your manuscript?

RS: On a work week, I’m usually doing two hours, otherwise, I’m on there for about six hours tops; writing, editing, and mapping out characters and scenes.

NG: What’s your biggest distraction from focusing on your writing?

RS: Oh, where do I begin, lol? I do have to work, so I’m not on the computer like I used to. I even lost weight (30lbs), damn! I don’t regret spending time with my woman, so I have to balance that out. On top, I have to worry about mental road blocks when I get back to my writing. It sometimes happens when I’ve been away from it too long.

NG: What are you working on for 2012?

RS: I’m working on a few things. One, I will be coming out with a few short stories for AfterDark Online and I’m planning on revamping a story I did two years ago. The name of the story is called “Lonely Hearts.”

For publication, I’m working on a series called Suburbian Secrets, Part 2: Secret Rendezvous. The story is really a five to seven part series about a woman name Felicia Taylor,who decides on having an open-marriage, but her real intentions on having an open-marriage was just to have an affair with her husband’s friend, who agreed to participate in a threesome. This story series will be the first ever that I write menage, bisexual scenes, f/f scenes, and group sex. This is not in my norm, since I prefer to write cosmopolitan, contemporary erotic romance and comedy, but I had long wanted to get this story out of the way. It’s fun.

Another story I’m working on is called “Finding Possibilities” It’s an interracial, older woman/younger male romance story, about a woman name Faith Darby who just turned forty and celebrates her birthday out with her sister and friends, where she meets a guy name Darius Parker who is ten years younger than her. While the story has a few erotic scenes, it is really about the stereotypes and realities of dating an older woman.

NG: You are a busy, man! All of the projects sound great! Let's talk today about your latest release The Girl Upstairs. What’s this story about?

RS: It is sort of a hero-romance story about a man name Carlos Munoz who leaves New York City, and settles in Pennsylvania where he meets his sexy neighbor Bella from upstairs. The two hit off their relationship well, but Carlos has to deal with her over-protective brother and her abusive ex-boyfriend that just got out of prison.

NG: Nice! What inspired you to pen this story?

RS: Two things: One, while I’m from New York, I lived in Northeast Pennsylvania for a long time, before moving out to Nevada. The other thing, was a catchy tune I heard off a music video eight years ago “La Rumba” by The Rza; not the lyrics to the song, but the instrumental and beats that inspired me to write the story.

Originally, it was supposed to be written as an erotic short story about a man who moved from the suburbs to the big city, where he wanted to get to know his sexy neighbor that lived upstairs. I thought I should share something trivial about it.

NG: I love hearing what inspires other authors to write the stories they do! Give me three reasons readers will love The Girl Upstairs.

RS: 1. It is a hero-romance from a man’s perspective of how much he wanted to get to know his sexy neighbor from upstairs and there’s truly an intimate connection between Carlos and Bella.

2. There is comedy in the story. Plus, the characters are easy to identify with in a “blue-collar community”.

3. Yes, there are some very strong and vivid sex scenes, but the secondary characters help bring life between the two characters.

NG: What's the one thing readers can always count on when picking up one of your books?

RS: There is no fluff, no fillers, and I like to get my readers to feel what my characters go through in the story.


NG: I love it! Ray, thank you so much for coming on Simply Sexy Stories, best wishes for all your endeavors in 2012!

RS: Nichelle, I am so honored to be here on Simply Sexy Stories. I truly thank you for the opportunity, and I hope to be on here again! :-)

Blurb: Carlos Munoz left New York and his financial analyst position for a simpler life in Pennsylvania. The slower pace and relaxed lifestyle took some getting used to, but came with certain…benefits, his upstairs neighbor. The voluptuous woman intrigued him, but what about her ex—and her policeman brother? Was part of Carlos’ new life going to include a new love? He had a lot to learn about…The Girl Upstairs.


Caution! Super Sexy Excerpt Below:
When he opened the door he was surprised to see Bella standing there with her arms folded from the chill.

“Bella?”

“Carlos, look I’m sorry about what happened earlier. I know my brother can be a dick sometimes and—”

“Oh, don’t worry about it. Uh you want to come in?”

“Yeah, actually. It’s a little chilly standing here.”
“It’s supposed to go down in the thirties tonight.”

He let her in, closing the door behind her. He felt her wrap his arms around his body, feeling the cold from her arms, extracting the warmth from his body.

“Oh you feel so warm.”

He chuckled with the thoughts of her touch. You feel so soft. The feel of her body pressed against his made him feel hard again.
“My brother can be such a jerk sometime. He’s my big brother, but he plays big brother way too much whenever’s he wearing his badge.”

“Well, he’s just being protective of you.”
“Overly-protective. Sometimes he meddles in my life too much. I wish he would understand that I’m a big girl.”

“You’ll always be his baby sister.”

“I know. You know, Carlito...” She rolled her eyes quickly. “I’m—”

“It’s alright.”
“I can’t help it. I really love your name.” She looked up, “I really had a great time with you.”

“So did I... Annabella”

He gave a smile, feeling a sudden air of seduction before closing his eyes, letting his mouth find hers.

Bella spoke against his lips, “The way you sound out my name; I don’t mind.”

“I love your name.” He sucked on her bottom lip with tenderness.

He let his hands run over her body, while slipping his tongue inside her mouth. He felt her exhale hard against him, as he felt her hand on his neck, pulling him closer.

His excitement was bursting through his jeans. He pinned her against the door and ran his fingers under her dress. In return, he felt her fingers digging inside his jeans, past his boxer while grabbing on his ass. He felt her grip, she was hungry for him and she pushed him further to her body.

“Is he gone, really gone?”

“Uh-huh! He’s been long gone.” Suddenly she purred seductively, “Take off your pants I want you, Carlos.”

The way she expressed her desire for him made him anxious to be inside her. He stepped back and unbuttoned his jeans, while watching her raise her dress and slipping off her panties.

Once his pants dropped, he moved closer and kissed her hungrily. He felt her hand on his cock, his tip being caressed in her possession. The feeling of her touch was hypnotizing; he gazed into her inviting eyes one last time before taking her in another kiss.

While exchanging kisses, he raised her leg up and felt his cock being pushed inside her folds.

He heard her gasp into his ear, and nuzzled at her neck with sensual kisses. As he pumped her with furious strokes, he felt her hand run across his back. Then once he was able to work out a balance he lifted her up and pinned her against the wall. Every thrust he gave her had her gasping in enthusiasm.

“Harder Carlos... harder!” She gasped, digging her nails into his ass.

Carlos was panting from every thrust. Sweat was building inside his body, but the heat from her was more exciting. She may have been pinned to the door, but she was able to meet his thrust, until he wasn’t able to hold off any longer. His thrusting became aggressive. At the same time, her moans were growing louder. He watched her transfixed expression as he gave one last thrust, pinning himself against her body as he came inside her with hard shivers and panting, causing Bella to climax.

Once spent, they remained, still, on the door, catching their breaths. He looked into her eyes still glazed over from her sexual rapture.

They ravaged each other’s mouths, before he set her down.

“Oh, Carlito,” she pushed a wisp of hair from her face, “that was wonderful.”

“Why don’t you stay for the night?”

“I will, if you can help me with this dress.”

“I don’t have any spare clothes for you to sleep in.”

“Who said I need to sleep with clothes on?” She gave him her most wicked grin.


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